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In a very early Deadlands session, the posse was hired (intermediately) by
a Bayou Vemillion agent to transport a mysterious crate (containing one of John
Henry's hammers) from point A to point B. Of course, Big J himself came
looking for it, and hooked up with the posse (at the point that no one knew what
was in the crate). J became fast friends with most of the group, except
for the one renegade Texas Ranger, who also didn't get along with the other
PCs.
Anyway, this Ranger was walking behind J. H. and another PC, who were
talking about something or another. The Ranger decides to spit a wad of
'backy juice at the PC. I made him roll Deftness...he went bust.
Smacked John Henry right between the shoulder blades.
Fortunately for him, J. H. is a nice guy and let him get away with
it. He walked around shirtless for awhile, but the Ranger had to pay to
replace the shirt because the horses in town were feeling inadequate.
"Benjamin is no one's friend. If Benjamin were a flavor of ice cream, he'd be pralines and dick." -Garth Algar |