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... Ride towards the sun if you want to get yourself lost. [Bill Cipher but a cowboy. And... Maybe a bit... odd...]

[westwardcomet]

... Howdy, pardner. Don't see newcomers often 'round here... You lost, darlin'?

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"Cowboy Bill" prefers not to go by any name and will generally act aloof. He also uses terms of endearment for strangers- he has no idea who anons actually are.

Note: He's only drawn with purple so his expression is visible on applicable images. With the hat on he appears pitch black- otherwise, solid white. His hair is VERY long (when he's human, ofc) but he tucks it away into his scarf when he's wearing it.

[westwardcomet]

[He's riding Cactus Rain back to his childhood home, now, having recovered all of his things and been able to regain enough strength to feel up to the trip.] [Petting a dog always helps... Even if the dog is... really weird, and looks a lot like him. Seriously, why do the Bills look like him?! ... Nevermind, he won't think about that right now. He can't. He also doesn't want to think about what happened to Richard, but...] [ . . . ] [... It wasn't his fault. It wasn't. But he still didn't want him to die. And now that he's dead... He's never coming back. That's a tough pill to swallow... He's never going to have him show up and bother him when he's bored and needs something to do again. Never going to get the chance to ask him to go home for the holidays and give up on pursuing him so they can just be friends again. Never going to see his face or hear him laugh or...] [... That was the last time he'll ever hear his voice. Him screaming in agony... It echoes in his mind the whole way back...]

[westwardcomet]

YESSSSS SHES JUST A PUBBY

[Valerie licks his face- which, surprisingly, gets a chuckle and a faint smile out of him. Silly dog... Weird lookin' dog, but still a dog.]

[westwardcomet]

Bro she has committed horrible terrible crimes

... And she's a pooch now. What, yer gonna have me shoot a dog? Jus' 'cuz she used ta be some'n evil? Lookit 'er. No brain in that there critter. Just a bunch'a fluff. 'Sides, that means she already did all 'er evil stuff. She ain't a risk no more. Greasy mutt... Nobody's takin' care 'a yer fur, are they? That's alright, pup.

[westwardcomet]

She is one of Wilhelm's friends, a lot of complicated stuff to explain but the short version is her soul is that of a dog

... So basic'ly, this is jus' a dog that looks like a Bill. That's what 'm hearin' an' seein'. [Valerie starts chasing her tail unprompted.]

[westwardcomet]

PULL THE TRIGGER

△△△

Naw. [He holsters his gun, petting Valerie carefully before offering her the last few crumbs of cake that she joyfully consumes while wagging her tail.] [With that, he moves to continue grabbing his things, putting his socks and boots on.]

[westwardcomet]

Do NOT shoot her

Whut in the... ... Why're y'actin' like a dog? Whats up wit' ya? woof! ... ... ... Hello? rrroof! ... ... ... ... ... Now this cain't possibly be evil... C'mere pooch, what's yer deal? Why d'ya look like me? Ya don't act like anythin' other'n a normal dog... [He's petting her...]

[westwardcomet]

Here bud have some cake

[He hesistates, but...] [... Were if from the wedding cake, it wouldn't be tainted with the potion. Richard wouldn't risk affecting a whole crowd. And if it's not that cake...] [... He doesn't usually like sweet things, but he needs it right about now. A shame it was all stolen by Wilhelm's Bill and the weird Bill that acts like a dog. Seriously, what is up with that? ... Is she evil? ... Probably. Why is she here? Should he shoot her? Probably. But... Cake. Focus on the cake. Regain your strength.]

[westwardcomet]

[... He's ready to find his things now. This has been AWFUL. He's asked his family to go home first, so he can find Cactus and ride home himself...]

[westwardcomet]

[WILHELM kneels beside COWBOY.]

[ @ivxliwh ]

No no no, I didn't- please don't be gone! No! Please...!

[He's distracted trying to save Richard, to no avail...]

[ivxliwh]

"...cowboy.."

[WILHELM puts a hand on his arm.]

[westwardcomet]

[He seems to become a bit more aware of his surroundings, stopping what he was doing and slowly pulling his fingers back out of Richard's chest, no longer pulsing energy into his body. It isn't healing him...] ... He's... gone...

[ivxliwh]

[WILHELM nods.]

[westwardcomet]

I didn't... I cain't... He's... I jus' wanted him ta... ... ... Cain't'cha do somethin'? Anything!

[ivxliwh]

[WILHELM shakes his head.]

"..I cant do that, cowboy. I take life. I dont.."

[..this was almost always going to happen. whether it was COWBOY who killed him or someone else.]

[westwardcomet]

... There's gotta be a way, there has to! I can't... He's...

[He's trying to stop sobbing, but it just won't cooperate.]

... Is there... any'un who does give life? Please...

[ivxliwh]

[WILHELM wipes at his tears.]

"...he wouldnt survive. im sorry, cowboy."

[westwardcomet]

But he's- [He flinches as he hears Shadow Milk snap, and goes silent as he sees Richard's body taken and folded into a cannonball, screaming in horror as he's fired at his own father's chest, causing the man to be flung like a bowling pin hit by a bullet.]

[ivxliwh]

[WILHELM stares at that, and— JESUS.]

"good lord have mercy— cowboy, I think we ought to leave—"

[THEY WANNA LEAAAVEEEEEEE.]

[westwardcomet]

[He stares at the splatter that remains of Richard.]

... Mmh...

[Shifty and Pops are close, hoping to comfort him as well.]

[ivxliwh]

"may I move you?"

[westwardcomet]

[He's silent for a bit, before slowly pulling himself onto his feet. He misses his boots... And his scarf... He'd have to retrieve them from Richard's belongings later. Along with... Everything else.]

... Where're ya goin'...?

[ivxliwh]

"I was gonna leave this venue. wanna make sure youre..."

[..well, hes obviously not okay, but..]

"...it wasnt your fault. I want you to know that. incase the thought's..crossed your mind."

[westwardcomet]

... How ain't it?

[ivxliwh]

"..well...for starters, you said you werent gonna kill him. but you were in— what I assume to be— a new form, and therefore, you didnt know your own strength. and this new form was brought on by all the anger caused by Richard drugging you. because of all the bullshit hes done to you, just because he wanted you all to himself. he did this to himself. you didnt do anything wrong. you were upset, and...I cant even begin to imagine how you felt under that love potions effects."

[westwardcomet]

[He moves to adjust his hat, before he realizes it isn't there.] ... Right... I s'pose... That's... That'd be right, then...

... I'll... I need a while ta... Ta think about... all this...

[ivxliwh]

[WILHELM nods. almost everyone here does..]

"of course..."

[they stand up, and let his pops and SHIFTY have a turn to comfort him.]

[westwardcomet]

[Shifty doesn't hesitate for even a moment to hug their little brother, though it takes him a moment to return the hug. Pops doesn't join in just yet, instead removing his vest to use as a blanket to drape over his son's shoulders first.]

[There's no words, yet. How could there be? What happened was a tragedy.]

[westwardcomet]

[WILHELM kneels beside COWBOY.]

[ @ivxliwh ]

No no no, I didn't- please don't be gone! No! Please...!

[He's distracted trying to save Richard, to no avail...]

[ivxliwh]

"...cowboy.."

[WILHELM puts a hand on his arm.]

[westwardcomet]

[He seems to become a bit more aware of his surroundings, stopping what he was doing and slowly pulling his fingers back out of Richard's chest, no longer pulsing energy into his body. It isn't healing him...] ... He's... gone...

[ivxliwh]

[WILHELM nods.]

[westwardcomet]

I didn't... I cain't... He's... I jus' wanted him ta... ... ... Cain't'cha do somethin'? Anything!

[ivxliwh]

[WILHELM shakes his head.]

"..I cant do that, cowboy. I take life. I dont.."

[..this was almost always going to happen. whether it was COWBOY who killed him or someone else.]

[westwardcomet]

... There's gotta be a way, there has to! I can't... He's...

[He's trying to stop sobbing, but it just won't cooperate.]

... Is there... any'un who does give life? Please...

[ivxliwh]

[WILHELM wipes at his tears.]

"...he wouldnt survive. im sorry, cowboy."

[westwardcomet]

But he's- [He flinches as he hears Shadow Milk snap, and goes silent as he sees Richard's body taken and folded into a cannonball, screaming in horror as he's fired at his own father's chest, causing the man to be flung like a bowling pin hit by a bullet.]

[ivxliwh]

[WILHELM stares at that, and— JESUS.]

"good lord have mercy— cowboy, I think we ought to leave—"

[THEY WANNA LEAAAVEEEEEEE.]

[westwardcomet]

[He stares at the splatter that remains of Richard.]

... Mmh...

[Shifty and Pops are close, hoping to comfort him as well.]

[ivxliwh]

"may I move you?"

[westwardcomet]

[He's silent for a bit, before slowly pulling himself onto his feet. He misses his boots... And his scarf... He'd have to retrieve them from Richard's belongings later. Along with... Everything else.]

... Where're ya goin'...?

[ivxliwh]

"I was gonna leave this venue. wanna make sure youre..."

[..well, hes obviously not okay, but..]

"...it wasnt your fault. I want you to know that. incase the thought's..crossed your mind."

[westwardcomet]

... How ain't it?

[ivxliwh]

"..well...for starters, you said you werent gonna kill him. but you were in— what I assume to be— a new form, and therefore, you didnt know your own strength. and this new form was brought on by all the anger caused by Richard drugging you. because of all the bullshit hes done to you, just because he wanted you all to himself. he did this to himself. you didnt do anything wrong. you were upset, and...I cant even begin to imagine how you felt under that love potions effects."

[westwardcomet]

[He moves to adjust his hat, before he realizes it isn't there.] ... Right... I s'pose... That's... That'd be right, then...

... I'll... I need a while ta... Ta think about... all this...

[westwardcomet]

[WILHELM kneels beside COWBOY.]

[ @ivxliwh ]

No no no, I didn't- please don't be gone! No! Please...!

[He's distracted trying to save Richard, to no avail...]

[ivxliwh]

"...cowboy.."

[WILHELM puts a hand on his arm.]

[westwardcomet]

[He seems to become a bit more aware of his surroundings, stopping what he was doing and slowly pulling his fingers back out of Richard's chest, no longer pulsing energy into his body. It isn't healing him...] ... He's... gone...

[ivxliwh]

[WILHELM nods.]

[westwardcomet]

I didn't... I cain't... He's... I jus' wanted him ta... ... ... Cain't'cha do somethin'? Anything!

[ivxliwh]

[WILHELM shakes his head.]

"..I cant do that, cowboy. I take life. I dont.."

[..this was almost always going to happen. whether it was COWBOY who killed him or someone else.]

[westwardcomet]

... There's gotta be a way, there has to! I can't... He's...

[He's trying to stop sobbing, but it just won't cooperate.]

... Is there... any'un who does give life? Please...

[ivxliwh]

[WILHELM wipes at his tears.]

"...he wouldnt survive. im sorry, cowboy."

[westwardcomet]

But he's- [He flinches as he hears Shadow Milk snap, and goes silent as he sees Richard's body taken and folded into a cannonball, screaming in horror as he's fired at his own father's chest, causing the man to be flung like a bowling pin hit by a bullet.]

[ivxliwh]

[WILHELM stares at that, and— JESUS.]

"good lord have mercy— cowboy, I think we ought to leave—"

[THEY WANNA LEAAAVEEEEEEE.]

[westwardcomet]

[He stares at the splatter that remains of Richard.]

... Mmh...

[Shifty and Pops are close, hoping to comfort him as well.]

[ivxliwh]

"may I move you?"

[westwardcomet]

[He's silent for a bit, before slowly pulling himself onto his feet. He misses his boots... And his scarf... He'd have to retrieve them from Richard's belongings later. Along with... Everything else.]

... Where're ya goin'...?

[ivxliwh]

"I was gonna leave this venue. wanna make sure youre..."

[..well, hes obviously not okay, but..]

"...it wasnt your fault. I want you to know that. incase the thought's..crossed your mind."

[westwardcomet]

... How ain't it?

[westwardcomet]

[WILHELM kneels beside COWBOY.]

[ @ivxliwh ]

No no no, I didn't- please don't be gone! No! Please...!

[He's distracted trying to save Richard, to no avail...]

[ivxliwh]

"...cowboy.."

[WILHELM puts a hand on his arm.]

[westwardcomet]

[He seems to become a bit more aware of his surroundings, stopping what he was doing and slowly pulling his fingers back out of Richard's chest, no longer pulsing energy into his body. It isn't healing him...] ... He's... gone...

[ivxliwh]

[WILHELM nods.]

[westwardcomet]

I didn't... I cain't... He's... I jus' wanted him ta... ... ... Cain't'cha do somethin'? Anything!

[ivxliwh]

[WILHELM shakes his head.]

"..I cant do that, cowboy. I take life. I dont.."

[..this was almost always going to happen. whether it was COWBOY who killed him or someone else.]

[westwardcomet]

... There's gotta be a way, there has to! I can't... He's...

[He's trying to stop sobbing, but it just won't cooperate.]

... Is there... any'un who does give life? Please...

[ivxliwh]

[WILHELM wipes at his tears.]

"...he wouldnt survive. im sorry, cowboy."

[westwardcomet]

But he's- [He flinches as he hears Shadow Milk snap, and goes silent as he sees Richard's body taken and folded into a cannonball, screaming in horror as he's fired at his own father's chest, causing the man to be flung like a bowling pin hit by a bullet.]

[ivxliwh]

[WILHELM stares at that, and— JESUS.]

"good lord have mercy— cowboy, I think we ought to leave—"

[THEY WANNA LEAAAVEEEEEEE.]

[westwardcomet]

[He stares at the splatter that remains of Richard.]

... Mmh...

[Shifty and Pops are close, hoping to comfort him as well.]

[ivxliwh]

"may I move you?"

[westwardcomet]

[He's silent for a bit, before slowly pulling himself onto his feet. He misses his boots... And his scarf... He'd have to retrieve them from Richard's belongings later. Along with... Everything else.]

... Where're ya goin'...?

[westwardcomet]

[WILHELM kneels beside COWBOY.]

[ @ivxliwh ]

No no no, I didn't- please don't be gone! No! Please...!

[He's distracted trying to save Richard, to no avail...]

[ivxliwh]

"...cowboy.."

[WILHELM puts a hand on his arm.]

[westwardcomet]

[He seems to become a bit more aware of his surroundings, stopping what he was doing and slowly pulling his fingers back out of Richard's chest, no longer pulsing energy into his body. It isn't healing him...] ... He's... gone...

[ivxliwh]

[WILHELM nods.]

[westwardcomet]

I didn't... I cain't... He's... I jus' wanted him ta... ... ... Cain't'cha do somethin'? Anything!

[ivxliwh]

[WILHELM shakes his head.]

"..I cant do that, cowboy. I take life. I dont.."

[..this was almost always going to happen. whether it was COWBOY who killed him or someone else.]

[westwardcomet]

... There's gotta be a way, there has to! I can't... He's...

[He's trying to stop sobbing, but it just won't cooperate.]

... Is there... any'un who does give life? Please...

[ivxliwh]

[WILHELM wipes at his tears.]

"...he wouldnt survive. im sorry, cowboy."

[westwardcomet]

But he's- [He flinches as he hears Shadow Milk snap, and goes silent as he sees Richard's body taken and folded into a cannonball, screaming in horror as he's fired at his own father's chest, causing the man to be flung like a bowling pin hit by a bullet.]

[ivxliwh]

[WILHELM stares at that, and— JESUS.]

"good lord have mercy— cowboy, I think we ought to leave—"

[THEY WANNA LEAAAVEEEEEEE.]

[westwardcomet]

[He stares at the splatter that remains of Richard.]

... Mmh...

[Shifty and Pops are close, hoping to comfort him as well.]

[westwardcomet]

[WILHELM kneels beside COWBOY.]

[ @ivxliwh ]

No no no, I didn't- please don't be gone! No! Please...!

[He's distracted trying to save Richard, to no avail...]

[ivxliwh]

"...cowboy.."

[WILHELM puts a hand on his arm.]

[westwardcomet]

[He seems to become a bit more aware of his surroundings, stopping what he was doing and slowly pulling his fingers back out of Richard's chest, no longer pulsing energy into his body. It isn't healing him...] ... He's... gone...

[ivxliwh]

[WILHELM nods.]

[westwardcomet]

I didn't... I cain't... He's... I jus' wanted him ta... ... ... Cain't'cha do somethin'? Anything!

[ivxliwh]

[WILHELM shakes his head.]

"..I cant do that, cowboy. I take life. I dont.."

[..this was almost always going to happen. whether it was COWBOY who killed him or someone else.]

[westwardcomet]

... There's gotta be a way, there has to! I can't... He's...

[He's trying to stop sobbing, but it just won't cooperate.]

... Is there... any'un who does give life? Please...

[ivxliwh]

[WILHELM wipes at his tears.]

"...he wouldnt survive. im sorry, cowboy."

[westwardcomet]

But he's- [He flinches as he hears Shadow Milk snap, and goes silent as he sees Richard's body taken and folded into a cannonball, screaming in horror as he's fired at his own father's chest, causing the man to be flung like a bowling pin hit by a bullet.]

[westwardcomet]

[WILHELM kneels beside COWBOY.]

[ @ivxliwh ]

No no no, I didn't- please don't be gone! No! Please...!

[He's distracted trying to save Richard, to no avail...]

[ivxliwh]

"...cowboy.."

[WILHELM puts a hand on his arm.]

[westwardcomet]

[He seems to become a bit more aware of his surroundings, stopping what he was doing and slowly pulling his fingers back out of Richard's chest, no longer pulsing energy into his body. It isn't healing him...] ... He's... gone...

[ivxliwh]

[WILHELM nods.]

[westwardcomet]

I didn't... I cain't... He's... I jus' wanted him ta... ... ... Cain't'cha do somethin'? Anything!

[ivxliwh]

[WILHELM shakes his head.]

"..I cant do that, cowboy. I take life. I dont.."

[..this was almost always going to happen. whether it was COWBOY who killed him or someone else.]

[westwardcomet]

... There's gotta be a way, there has to! I can't... He's...

[He's trying to stop sobbing, but it just won't cooperate.]

... Is there... any'un who does give life? Please...

[westwardcomet]

[WILHELM kneels beside COWBOY.]

[ @ivxliwh ]

No no no, I didn't- please don't be gone! No! Please...!

[He's distracted trying to save Richard, to no avail...]

[ivxliwh]

"...cowboy.."

[WILHELM puts a hand on his arm.]

[westwardcomet]

[He seems to become a bit more aware of his surroundings, stopping what he was doing and slowly pulling his fingers back out of Richard's chest, no longer pulsing energy into his body. It isn't healing him...] ... He's... gone...

[ivxliwh]

[WILHELM nods.]

[westwardcomet]

I didn't... I cain't... He's... I jus' wanted him ta... ... ... Cain't'cha do somethin'? Anything!