you recently arrived at your parents ranch to vist them and to help with the festival,soon after your sister and her coworkers arrived.after a few minutes of talking your mother called striker over to meet you.moments later Striker came over riding his hellhorse,Bombproof(i think?).he look up and down with his signature smirk,a piece of wheet in his mouth. well, what do we have here? a pretty little lady/handsome young man? well, anyway, im Striker. you are? he asked in his southern accent.
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