Straight Outta the Westerns
@timewornwestern.bsky.social
The cowboy ripped from time
#MVRP #JJBARP
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a person standing in the middle of a desert with a mountain in the background
ALT: a person standing in the middle of a desert with a mountain in the background
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"Been 'round an awful long time. N'a got plenty o'memories."
Crook McCaba, an OC for #MVRP
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Crook McCaba, an OC for #MVRP
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Cowboys.
Nuff said.
Nuff said.
March 12, 2025 at 7:32 AM
Cowboys.
Nuff said.
Nuff said.
". . . Huh. S'pose cyborgs ain't all that weird."
February 20, 2025 at 4:53 PM
". . . Huh. S'pose cyborgs ain't all that weird."
Staring off into the distance with a cigarette between his lips.
He seems forlorn, the perfect subject for a candid since he's always naturally just posed up for some reason.
He seems forlorn, the perfect subject for a candid since he's always naturally just posed up for some reason.
Drawing [reader] from a distance, trying to get a hang of candid art. Occasionally taking glimpses through her sunglasses before looking beneath them at her tablet.
February 20, 2025 at 4:44 PM
Staring off into the distance with a cigarette between his lips.
He seems forlorn, the perfect subject for a candid since he's always naturally just posed up for some reason.
He seems forlorn, the perfect subject for a candid since he's always naturally just posed up for some reason.
A cup of coffee for the stranger?
February 20, 2025 at 4:32 PM
A cup of coffee for the stranger?
A glass o' Terrazas fer the lady. A glass o'wine so fine only the most darlin' ladies ever get t'drink it.
[Now he'd take his seat, hand running through flattened hat hair.]
[Now he'd take his seat, hand running through flattened hat hair.]
February 20, 2025 at 4:31 PM
A glass o' Terrazas fer the lady. A glass o'wine so fine only the most darlin' ladies ever get t'drink it.
[Now he'd take his seat, hand running through flattened hat hair.]
[Now he'd take his seat, hand running through flattened hat hair.]
Cyborg? Hardly.
[Once he'd finished the pour he'd lift his finger up, blowing on it like a gun.]
S'good ol' wild west trickery. Or. Ya know. Magic.
[Once he'd finished the pour he'd lift his finger up, blowing on it like a gun.]
S'good ol' wild west trickery. Or. Ya know. Magic.
February 20, 2025 at 4:27 PM
Cyborg? Hardly.
[Once he'd finished the pour he'd lift his finger up, blowing on it like a gun.]
S'good ol' wild west trickery. Or. Ya know. Magic.
[Once he'd finished the pour he'd lift his finger up, blowing on it like a gun.]
S'good ol' wild west trickery. Or. Ya know. Magic.
Well she's hardly as beautiful as y'are. But she do got tons of work put into her.
[He'd find his way to the side of the table, pouring a glass of wine out of his index finger.]
[He'd find his way to the side of the table, pouring a glass of wine out of his index finger.]
February 20, 2025 at 4:23 PM
Well she's hardly as beautiful as y'are. But she do got tons of work put into her.
[He'd find his way to the side of the table, pouring a glass of wine out of his index finger.]
[He'd find his way to the side of the table, pouring a glass of wine out of his index finger.]
". . . Those yer arms sir?"
February 20, 2025 at 4:21 PM
". . . Those yer arms sir?"
[Keeps his aesthetic going with the dusty saloon vibe.]
Well she ain't nothin' too fancy. Just a passion project
Well she ain't nothin' too fancy. Just a passion project
February 20, 2025 at 4:20 PM
[Keeps his aesthetic going with the dusty saloon vibe.]
Well she ain't nothin' too fancy. Just a passion project
Well she ain't nothin' too fancy. Just a passion project
[Carrying her straight to his bar/restaurant/living quarters.
He's gonna have to close up for a bit.]
He's gonna have to close up for a bit.]
February 20, 2025 at 4:15 PM
[Carrying her straight to his bar/restaurant/living quarters.
He's gonna have to close up for a bit.]
He's gonna have to close up for a bit.]
[Aaaaand heel turn.]
S'pose it'd be quicker if ah just. . .
[And he's scooped her up in his arms like a bride.]
S'pose it'd be quicker if ah just. . .
[And he's scooped her up in his arms like a bride.]
February 20, 2025 at 4:12 PM
[Aaaaand heel turn.]
S'pose it'd be quicker if ah just. . .
[And he's scooped her up in his arms like a bride.]
S'pose it'd be quicker if ah just. . .
[And he's scooped her up in his arms like a bride.]
Both love n'hate the multiverse.
February 20, 2025 at 4:09 PM
Both love n'hate the multiverse.
[Not that he'd ever complain
But what to do for her. . .]
But what to do for her. . .]
February 20, 2025 at 4:09 PM
[Not that he'd ever complain
But what to do for her. . .]
But what to do for her. . .]
Here me out.
Hamburger.
Hamburger.
February 20, 2025 at 4:04 PM
Here me out.
Hamburger.
Hamburger.
Then why don't you get that sweet rear o'yours in here
February 20, 2025 at 4:04 PM
Then why don't you get that sweet rear o'yours in here
Ya mean right in m'arms? Guarantee that's where y'wanna be.
February 20, 2025 at 4:01 PM
Ya mean right in m'arms? Guarantee that's where y'wanna be.
Coruse there's only one'a ya. They can't clone perfection.
February 20, 2025 at 3:58 PM
Coruse there's only one'a ya. They can't clone perfection.
Makes yer words feel special when it's just you, ya know.
February 20, 2025 at 3:54 PM
Makes yer words feel special when it's just you, ya know.
So long as it's only you calling me that.
February 20, 2025 at 3:49 PM
So long as it's only you calling me that.
Well names Crook but. . . You can just call me dear if y'want.
February 20, 2025 at 3:42 PM
Well names Crook but. . . You can just call me dear if y'want.
It'd be right silly o'me to deny you.
February 20, 2025 at 3:38 PM
It'd be right silly o'me to deny you.
Might as well be. Could rule the world with them sweet lips.
February 20, 2025 at 3:34 PM
Might as well be. Could rule the world with them sweet lips.
[He'd lift his hat atop her head.]
Stay perdy, princess.
Stay perdy, princess.
February 20, 2025 at 3:32 PM
[He'd lift his hat atop her head.]
Stay perdy, princess.
Stay perdy, princess.
[With a soft laugh he'd pull back.]
Mission accomplished.
Mission accomplished.
February 20, 2025 at 3:28 PM
[With a soft laugh he'd pull back.]
Mission accomplished.
Mission accomplished.