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This is the last of the winners of the Red Dead Redemption Chronicles Contest. This piece was submitted by David Goransson, and it drove me into the story in a way that I couldn’t wait for reading the next sentence. It’s quite long, so I’ll publish it in two parts. First one is here, and I hope you like as much as I do. Again, it’s different from Oly‘s and EdEN‘s.
Make sure to read until the end… There’s a surprise for you…
Tumbleweed. A town of ghosts and evil spirits. Or so I was told at the poker table when I pulled out the worn and dirty piece of paper with a mansion skilfully etched in graphite. The fear in the faces around that table in Armadillo’s Saloon was real.
“Don’t go there at night – and never alone.” Ted Boston said shaking his head. “Six-shooter’s no good for killing what’s already dead.”
He was so shook up he didn’t notice me switch out my deuce for an Ace. Not that I needed the distraction, though cheating at cards was a whole lot harder when the whisky was flowing.
I rode “Dead Eye” my trusted Kentucky Saddler stallion hard – buoyed by the proposition that the only thing between me and enough gold to raise my own posse was a bunch of ghosts and local superstition. I should have known better.
The mansion was the first building I saw as I approached Tumbleweed. There was no mistaking that this was same building drawn on the cryptic map tucked in my duster. It stood on a hill on the far side of town – And I heard it before I saw it. Haunted my ass. There was a full scale ruckus going on in that building with drunks staggering on the balcony and whores hanging out the upper windows, and guns being shot into the air.
And since when did ghosts need to keep sentries on watch? Damn! There was gold somewhere in that mansion – at least I hoped it was still there and I had drunk more than I usually did when there was killing to be had. But then again, I was always good when it came to killing.
This is one of the winners of the Red Dead Redemption Chronicles Contest. It was written by EdEN, and I must say, it tore me apart. It’s completely different from Oly1Kenobi’s chronicle though, and it proved that we have very good creative content flowing around us. His piece really drove me through the history and made me cry a river.
Fine, enough sentimentalism, I’ll let you decide for yourself.
What good is fighting when in the end all you’re rewarded with is despair and sorrow? How can you find the strength to cling on to hope when at night you can’t even find a path that leads you to dream of today let alone of tomorrow?
There’s no justice in this world, all that exists is power and it goes to the highest bidder. Gold brings families together but greed tears towns apart. You want change? You want a revolution? Then you must pay the price, usually in more ways than one.
This is one of the winners of the RDR Chronicle Contest. It was submitted by Oly1Kenobi. Have fun reading, any similarities between this story and real life are purely coincidental.
“Ugh. This is nasty. What were you eating?”, I said to myself as I was skinning a wolf that had just attacked my horse for no good reason.
Wolves aren’t usually alone north of Mac Farlane’s ranch, so this one might have been rabid. The meat would be worthless so I just took the skin and headed down to the ranch to sell it at the General Store. $12 for that skin was pretty good, just enough for me to buy a box of much needed repeater ammo.
As I exited the store I notice a new wanted poster was up next door at the Sheriff’s Station. “Wanted,” it read, “JimmyMagnum, Grand Larceny, Rape, and Murder. Last Seen near Venter’s Place. $800 Alive, $400 Dead.” That face… That beard… I’d seen this man! Well this monster. Last seen near Venter’s Place, however I saw him and a small gang setting up residence at an otherwise abandoned cabin at Lake Don Julio.
The time has come…
First of all, I’d like to thank everybody who submitted an entry. There are some very good stories and I’d like to publish all of them when the time comes. I’m glad to see that I’m not the only crazy dude around these parts…
Now, I have good news and bad news for all the participants…
Bad news is that some of you did not win…
Good news is that we have a last minute $20 US PSN Gift Card so we have Three Winners!
Enough chatting, check out the winners after the break…
You! What did you do last Saturday, June 27th, from 9PM to 11PM, Eastern Time? Hum, lacking an alibi? You just missed out on our first Red Dead Redemption Game Night, and I’ll tell ya, it was lots of fun!
Sinlock started the party, since I was late trying to get my horse to colaborate with me. I found the whole gang in Nosalida, and we went co-op, saving ladies from bad guys and rowing a raft through Rio Bravo. Then, we got tired of helping each other and went to a couple of FFA matches, including Grab the Bag (this is the best multiplayer mode) and Shootout.
So, here are the awards for all the players that answered our call to arms: