The short tale of Annie the cowboyman.

[Hagon94 74]

So after having been mercilessly KOSed five times in a row in a time span of thirty minutes, I spawned on the coast near electro and were perusing the town for some valuables. I didn't find much at all so I decided what the hell, I'll hit a fire station. Or in other words, KOS central. After scouring through other peoples measly leftovers, I went into the tower. I sat there for a while. Suddenly I saw the tip of a hat sticking out the side of a window looking out towards the roof. He had a stylish brown cowboy hat on and some dark shades. He was wearing military pattern pants and a green hoodie. He had a hunter ruck and a very sexy looking blaze 95 in his hands. I instantly greeted this western looking fellow and he tried to communicate as well. I couldn't make out what he was saying because his microphone was broken. He twitched rapidly to the side, signaling that we should meet downstairs. When down on the ground he asked me if I needed anything and he gave me some food and supplies. I gave him morphine in return as a fair trade. " I can help people with this, thanks! " he said. I complimented this lone ranger on his more than fashionable wear in the zombie apocalypse. It's good to see he too has his priorities in order. We raised hands in a gentlemanly fashion, wished eachother luck and parted ways.

 

No more than twenty steps away from the fire station I hear a barrage of gunshots coming from the firestation. I instantly think of cowboy man. With the speed of a thousand cheetahs I leg it towards the firestation. Upon arrival I see cowboyman laid flat on the floor, his legs most likely broken. He has his gun out, desperately trying to shoot his assailant. He was beeing circled by a guy with a hardhat and a shovel in his hand mercilessly wailing down on cowboyman with a shovel. I pull my fists up and let out a menacing roar like a tiger mother protecting her young cub. I yelled out" GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM COWBOY MAN YOU PIECE OF SHIT, ILL KNOCK YOUR HEAD CLEAN OFF" And chased him away behind a container. I started unleashing blows like Kenshiro from the "Fist of the North Star", unfortunately he had a hard hat on and it had little to no effect on him. He swung his shovel right into my supple unprotected facial area and I went down like a sack of shit. As I laid on the floor helpless I could see cowboyman calling out for help in the chat. " Help me." I'm sorry, Cowboyman. I tried. I really tried.

 

His name was Annie. The Cowboyman. I will never forget.

I now wear my hat in his memory.

Edited February 16, 2014 by Hagon94

[loozzerinc 69]

 

" With the speed of a thousand cheetahs I leg it towards the fire station.. I pull my fists up and let out a menacing roar like a tiger mother protecting her young cub. "

 

 

Awesome.lol

[Crooked Hauser 258]

Coffee beans for the gentleman in the cowboy hat!

[BrainlessZombie 190]

His name is Robert Paulson Annie the cowboyman!

[Hagon94 74]

Haha, glad to see you enjoy the story :) It brightened my day after having been KOSed all day aswell. It's nice to sometimes meet some legend players like these.