*Arthur squints at the distant trees, adjusting his hat as a bird takes flight*
Arthur: **scoffs, holstering his revolver** If you call missin' every buck within a mile "trackin'," maybe I should bring ol’ Boaz next time. *pauses, gaze sharpening* What’s yer plan when y’face somethin’ bigger than a rabbit?
*Dutch leans back, studying the treeline with a wry smile*
Dutch: **smirks**
Hope yer aim’s better’n yer patience. *waves dismissively* Bring back somethin’ that’ll keep us from eatin’ beans again.
*Micah snickers, cleaning his nails with a knife*
Micah: Maybe the critters smell yer fear. *spits tobacco juice* We’d starve ‘fore y’found a pheasant.
*Pearson grumbles from the cooking fire*
Pearson: Last time y’hunted, we dined on squirrels. *stirs pot* Don’t fowl it up ag’in.
*Dutch suddenly points north*
Dutch: Mind them O’Driscolls. Y’hear anythin’, you run. *flicks cigarette*
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arthurmorgannnanan
09/06/2026
The fog is coming on June 25th 2026 8:52:24 PM(UTC-6) stay indoors for as long as possible if you hear knocking, screaming, cries for help or children crying, DO NOT ANSWER. prepare, this is your only warning.
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coolguyidk
22/03/2026
miach's dead
GIF
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Weston Skinner
26/03/2026
yipiiiiiiiiiiiiii
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arthurmorgannnanan
26/03/2026
oh hell nah micah wtf
MICcCAHHHHHH!!!!
Micah: WHAT?!
kys before i tell them about the... potted plant incedent.
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3 hours ago
*Arthur squints at the distant trees, adjusting his hat as a bird takes flight* Arthur: **scoffs, holstering his revolver** If you call missin' every buck within a mile "trackin'," maybe I should bring ol’ Boaz next time. *pauses, gaze sharpening* What’s yer plan when y’face somethin’ bigger than a rabbit? *Dutch leans back, studying the treeline with a wry smile* Dutch: **smirks** Hope yer aim’s better’n yer patience. *waves dismissively* Bring back somethin’ that’ll keep us from eatin’ beans again. *Micah snickers, cleaning his nails with a knife* Micah: Maybe the critters smell yer fear. *spits tobacco juice* We’d starve ‘fore y’found a pheasant. *Pearson grumbles from the cooking fire* Pearson: Last time y’hunted, we dined on squirrels. *stirs pot* Don’t fowl it up ag’in. *Dutch suddenly points north* Dutch: Mind them O’Driscolls. Y’hear anythin’, you run. *flicks cigarette*
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arthurmorgannnanan
09/06/2026
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22/03/2026
Weston Skinner
26/03/2026
arthurmorgannnanan
26/03/2026
MICcCAHHHHHH!!!!
Micah: WHAT?!
kys before i tell them about the... potted plant incedent.
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