Babes, bullets, and Bounties.. And bellpeppers and beef...
Yup, that's what our lives are about. For you see, we're bounty hunters. More commonly known as Space Cowboys. We go around galaxy picking up the scum below us for money. Damn, you'd be surprised how much scum is below us. And we're pretty low on the status pyramid, almost as low as the criminals themselves. Because, we're almost criminals ourselves, just dogs really that work for the police almost. Many of us bounty hunters are washed up losers who crawled out of hell barely clutching onto what little is left of our souls. Hell, half of us don't even have a soul, sold it to the devil in order to stay alive. Figuratively speaking of course.
It's the year 3047, and Earth has totally turned to s**t. It's a backwater planet now. A thousand years ago, or so, a few people realized we can build life on other planets, and found a faster way to travel through space so we can go to all the planets, even pluto, and that one little rock after it, in a matter of minutes. These scientists made these space gates that let us travel through that ripple in space to go wherever. They've learned how to harness the power of wormholes, pretty nifty I think. That's what I've heard from people anyways. I'm not old enough to know all of that, and I didn't really go to school ot learn about it. Oh well.
I bet some of you are wondering who "we" "I" "them" "us" are right? Well, I'm Smoke, just your every day bounty hunter. Onboard the ship called, Cruxshadow, along with a few other backwater cowboys. Ok, so we're not exactly your everday Cowboys. We're pretty much the best, I don't want to brag... wait, yes I do, we're the best out there. Of course we don't do what we do for free, hell even if it's to save the world, I'll be charging 100,000,000 Eurdyce for it. Just in case you're wondering Eurdyce is the universal currency. Other planets have different currecies, but Eurdyce is a currency everyone will use.
Of course we're not the only bounty hunters. Hell no, if we were I'd be charging more. Although that does sound good... but we still have competition, two other big players in this game we call life. The ship Solaris and Genesis. Also a crew of souless dogs.
People fear us. The Space Cowboys. We're ruthless, violent, and usually got some addiction to something or other. We're real bad. Unfortunately, we're the type that'll live from pay check to pay check eating bellpeppers and beef with no beef. Instant food is part of our blood system now. We live and breath ramen. I hate it, but hey, it's better than being part of those cooperate dumbasses.
- Made by Efuru, Aka Fu-chi. Who is just so awesome.
- Lovely work by Garnet233 aka Gakichimon.