@bopnty
❝ HAHAHA !!! YOU DON’T SAY !? ❞ lungs expelled wild fits of laughter as he made his way to the saloon doors with a mutual friend and his old acquaintance. hours naturally passed by as the trio got better acquainted over drinks. their ongoing conversation mostly consisted of them reminiscing on insane escapades that landed them in odd places. && to think that the trio met by chance as they were all tired from their individual journeys. over the course of three weeks, news quickly spread across the galaxy of the many large bounties up for grabs on planet gunsmoke. as opposed to most planets, the desert utopia was far distant than those hailing from more technological roots. naturally, the average bounty hunter wouldn’t dare set foot on the planet --- unless they were after the sixty billion double dollar bounty. he could only imagine the thrill stemming from THE HUMANOID TYPHOON’S feats; which included the insane and infamous feat of putting a HOLE in the moon. towns soon became flooded with bounty hunters from every corner of space. a poor man like him envied the news outlets and hotels that soaked up the money from their ongoing contributions. bright rays shined upon him as they set foot on the desert sand beneath their heels. a hand waved farewell to his old friend as he left to follow the trail of bounties reported over his device. that just left him and his new friend. ❝ SPIKE, RIGHT ? i take it that you’re looking for more excitement ? just make sure to watch your drink before someone spikes it ! HAHAHA !! ❞