Looks like you guys are just going to stand there, building up tension. We’ll I’ve had enough of this waiting. Let’s get the ball rolling.
I shoot at Agent86. I hit him in the leg. He falls down wounded.
sara
(although, in retrospect, no one will find it all that surprising after all), I shoot myself in the foot and drag myself away, moaning.
I shoot Sara, putting her out of her misery. (Only 4 bullets left in my gun.)
sara
I would have healed up in time!
sara
Illegal seems to have it out for me.
Happy Phantom is raising money for Shari's Crohnies
What on earth are you doing? She said she wanted to be IN a Mexican Standoff, not DEAD by one?
sara
I stealthily signal my band of desperados by messaging them with a WildWest BlackBerry. They gather just behind the saloon, ready to rush in at any moment.
EDIT: this, by the way, is why I’m “The Bad”. Not only am I prone to shooting myself in the foot, I also keep unfair technological advanatages up my sleeve.
This is the wildwest. There ain’t no blackberry, ‘cept on the bushes.
And if you’re “The Bad”, I’m “The Downright Evil Bastard”.
I shoot you again.
(3 bullets left.)
sara
You were the good guy! The underdog hero!
sara
have been having a smoke behind the saloon all this time. Turns out, due to some miscommunication, they’re actually a mariachi band. Inspired by the dramatic scene around them, they strike up a rousing little number, by which the final scene of this sad, sad tale will play itself out.
Ay yi yi yi!!!!!!!