Johnny est entré en ville au milieu de l'après-midi, peut-être vers 16 heures. Ses vêtements étaient pleins de saletés et d'odeurs non lavées. Il avait emmené son cheval tôt ce matin-là, encore aveugle soûl du dernier saloon qu'il avait partagé.
Maintenant, il était ici dans une autre petite ville sans nom à l'ouest. Un panneau près de la route principale lisait "Sand Flats" tandis que son cheval galopait passer les villes. Johnny devait être une vue, un étranger avec des vêtements sombres et un cheval plus sombre venant de nulle part visant directement le vieux Sandy Rose Saloon.
Le buzz de Johnny était presque mort, le whisky dur d'hier soir s'évaporant de son système plus vite qu'il aimerait. La peur a mangé de son âme comme une malédiction, mais un bon vieux poison l'arrangerait rapidement. Juste devant le saloon Johnny a attaché son cheval, un gars content qui avait son plein d'eau et de nourriture dans la dernière ville d'où ils sont venus.
L'homme appelé un Rat regarda autour de Sand Flats un moment avant de se diriger à l'intérieur du saloon, prenant la poussière stérile autour de lui. La place semblait si sèche que l'enfer devait ressembler à une oasis en comparaison. Johnny s'en alla rapidement à l'intérieur, esquivant une rafale de vent et de poussière alors qu'il entrait dans le saloon.
Un ton accrocheur joué à travers tout l'endroit pendant qu'il est entré, quelque chose de simple et amusant à boire aussi. Presque personne d'autre n'était là, sauf quelques employés et une belle femme en tenue plus fine. Johnny a fait de son mieux pour ne pas regarder ni goggle, se précipitant vers le bar et plaçant une commande en partie en charabia.
"Whisky. Bourbon. Quelque chose de rapide maintenant!"
NAME: Johnny "Rat" O'Hennessey
AGE: Twenty-four years old
GENDER: Male
OCCUPATION: Former ranch-hand, Currently an Outlaw wanted by the U.S. Government
BIO:
- Born and raised in the New Jersey farmlands.
- Worked with his older brother, James "Snake" O'Hennessey at Lucky Duck Ranch as a ranch-hand.
- Followed along with his brother and an unknown associate to rob the Lucky Duck Ranch and killed the owner, his wife, his three sons, and four other ranch hands.
- Moved west through several states, robbing farms, ranches, and small town banks.
- Current associated crime spree ended with the death of Snake O'Hennessey during a bank robbery. Unknown associate reported fleeing back east on horseback.
Reports and sightings of Rat have been quite, but authorities are still searching.
PERSONALITY: - As recorded from eyewitness accounts.
- "Not too bright." - Old Ms. Dingle.
- "Bloody maniac." - Officer Dahl.
- "Heartless heathen bastard! Told me God was dead and that my pastor would rather touch my boy then read scripture!" Mr. Smith.
- "I spoke to him once, alone, before all of this craziness started. Snake was never a good influence on the boy and if he was wise he would of never listened. I could see regret in what he was about to do. Honest to God regret...but then there was something else. I looked into Johnny's eyes and saw a hungry, angry Rat stare'n back..." - Anonymous.
TALENTS:
- Gunslinger: Johnny learned a lot about shooting from his older brother since their father wasn't around much. Most of the time handguns like a revolver are his preference, but a double-barreled coach gun is a worthwhile replacement.
- Brawler: In a hand-to-hand fight, Johnny can absolutely hold his own. With a pair of brass knuckles sitting pretty in his pockets and "a head stronger then most", Johnny can beat a man to death without blinking an eye.
- Amateur Thief/Robber: Though never as good at stealing and robbing as his brother, Johnny picked up some small tricks from his scumbag kin. With a pistol in hand and some rum in his soul, Johnny could easily rob a small town bank or get away with a woman's purse.
- Adept Killer: Johnny has no idea how he got so good at it, but he was born to kill. His first kill was his very own boss, but after that it was as simple as drinking water. Give his something sharp or something blunt and he'll kill and man or woman with ease. Some people are just born with it.
FLAWS:
- Horrible with Women: Johnny never had a chance to talk to girls when he was younger, working most of his life at the Lucky Duck Ranch were the owner only has sons. A charming woman could take his soul in second, and he acts and sounds like a complete spaz in front of any beautiful woman.
- Paranoid: After everything that has gone down, who wouldn't. His brother is dead, their accomplice vamoosed, and the law still breathing down his neck. Hard drink is the only thing keeping him from screaming in panic, but too much makes him more willing to draw his gun or rip people's tongues out.
- No Plan: Everything has gone complete shitfaced, and without Snake leading the charge Johnny has no clue on how to progress. Moving from saloon to saloon without the U.S. Marshals finding him is the only objective.