E.L.G.
The sun was setting on the town of Hikslier as Jack Western, his long trench coat torn and ragged, his pants torn to the knees, and his hat had a arrow through it; was walking into the town. He had his two six shooters and his single barrel rifle with him. His feet were dragging on the dusty road as he looked up and saw a sign that read "Tootsie's Tavern", he walked inside and was greeted to a skimpily dressed woman dancing on a stage in the corner with men all around her waving dollar bills at her, colorful music being played on a piano, and a fully stocked bar.
"finally.," he said his voice raspy and his lips cracked, "something to drink."
He walked up to the bar and sat down on one of the red leather bar stools and he looked up at the mean looking bar tender.
"I'll take a beer.," he said as he licked his lips
"so cowboy....where you from?," the bartender asked as he slid a beer down to Jack
"I don't know........," Jack said, "all I know is that my name is Jack Western and I woke up in a dry, hot ditch three days ago."
"well then you should drink up.," the bartender said as he looked at the wanted wall to see if Jack Western was up there, he wasn't.
A drunk man came up behind Jack and spoke in a slurred way as he tried to stay standing straight, "you got some HIC pretty nice HIC shooters there boy HIC.," he reached for Jack's rifle, "I'll take them off your hands HIC."
Jack quickly stood up and drew one of his six shooters and in about three seconds the barrel of it was on the fore head of the drunk man, "don't touch my guns!"
Suddenly everyone in the bar drew their guns, even the dancing girl drew a revolver from between her breasts, and pointed them at Jack.
"I wasn't going to hurt him," Jack said as he holstered his six shooter
"I think you should leave Jack," the bar tender said as he polished a glass
"why is that?," Jack asked his hands slowly reaching for his guns
"cause I said so.," The bartender said with a scowl
Outside the bar two men sat outside the local barber shop smoking some tobacco when suddenly three gunshots rang from inside of the local bar.
"what in the hell?!," the first man said
"sounds like trouble," the second man said just as Jack burst out the double doors of bar both his six shooters in his hands, and a dozen men burst out after him.
"you want to go, then lets go.," Jack yelled as he shot a round off from one his E.L.G. Co. made six shooters. A bright blue flash shot forth and collided with one of angry men freezing him where he stood.
"be careful he's got some of them Elemental Shooters.," one the men said
One of the men came at him with some sort of broad sword, Jack countered by blocking the strike with both his guns in a sort of x shape and launching a kick right between the legs making him crumble, he then slammed the butt of the gun on the back of his head knocking him out.
"you what," one of the men said, "I'm going to get big Charlie!"
"big....... Charlie?," Jack said a little confused as the man ran back into the bar
Suddenly a large shape launched upward from behind the bar and landed right in front of Jack. It was a Mark 7800.5 Revolver Mech with the words BIG CHARLIE painted on the front of it. It had giant revolver shaped canon arms equipped on it.
"FFFFFFFFFFFFFFuck!!," Jack cursed
A voice echoed out of the machine, "Prepare to die!," the right arm canon moved and pointed down at Jack and fired, Jack quickly rolled to the left and fired a freeze shot at the left arm freezing it solid. The Mech turned and fired another shot but missed but the blast sent Jack flying and sent his six shooters flying out of his hands.
"shit!," Jack said as he stood up and grabbed his rifle from his back holster.
A voice sounded from behind jack, "looks like ya'll could use some help."
"you could say that," Jack said
The man picked up Jacks dropped six shooters and walked up beside him with a smile, " then allow me to help good sir," the man was wearing a white cowboy hat, a white t-shirt, and a pair of black khakis, and a pair of iron boots.
"alright then.," Jack said as another shot was fired at them, they both dodged and as Jack landed he aimed and fired back at the mech, a bright flash of yellow collided with the frozen arm and the waves of electricity shattered it to pieces.
"oh and my name is Oforg.," the man with Jacks six shooters said as he fired one of them at the mech, a bright flash of red rocketed out of the barrel and exploded on contacted with the metal body of the mech totally destroying it.
The rest of the angry men fled and Jack and Oforg quickly got out of town incase they were getting another mech.
Once they were a good ways off Oforg handed Jack his guns back.
"those have some good kick to em," he said with a chuckle
"yea thanks.," Jack holstered his guns and then just continued to walk, Oforg started to follow him, "so, Oforg was it, why did you help me."
"I saw a fellow in trouble and wanted to help.," Oforg said with smile, "that's all there is to it."
"whatever.," Jack said
"why don't you come with me, "Oforg said, "I can introduce you to my friends."
"I'm not sure that's such a good idea.," Jack said
"nonsense!," Oforg said, "now come on!," Oforg grabbed Jack's wrist and pulled him along
"ummmmmmmm......ok I guess," Jack said
They walked until they came upon a large oasis, and in the middle of the oasis was a shack. There was three figures waiting out in front of the shack. One was a gruff looking man with dirty and torn clothes and a pair of messed up boots, and was wearing a torn and ragged cowboy hat, he had dark skin, pure white eyes, and buzzed brown hair. Another was a woman who had a whip coiled and hanging from her belt, she wore a dress that looked like it was made of the finest silk, and had a similarly torn and ragged hat of the first man, she had dark tan skin, bright green eyes, and long black hair. The last was another man he was skinny and had what looked like two barrels tied to his back, he was wearing a poncho, a pair of black khaki's and leather shirt, he had white skin , golden blonde hair, and dark brown eyes.
"hoo the hill is this vaztard?," the first man said
"yea I thought we agreed, no outsiders Oforg.," the woman said
"calm down you guys," Oforg said with a chuckle, "I just helped this guy take on the Crotsford gang!"
"mmmmmmm the Ctotsford gang is a pretty tough bunch.," the second man said as he put his hands on his hips
"so I thought we could make him one of us.," Oforg said with a smile
The woman walked up to Jack and smiled, "I'm Gretta the thorn.," she stuck out her hand and shook hands with jack
The first man walked up and glared at Jack with his pure white eyes, "I'm Hank Utah," he growled, "don't wet me catch you wessing wup!"
The second man kinda strolled up, his hips swinging every so slightly from side to side, "well I'm Yukie Barkawiz," he said with a smile
"well I'm Jack Western," he said with quick look at all the missed matched group of people, "so what do you guys do?"
The group looked at each other then looked back at Jack and said simultaneously, "were Bandits!"
The end