Wednesday, October 14, 2015

Lit prog #3

Goals:Make sure our writing meets its purpose and engages the audience and use a variety of sentence starters,beginnings and lengths to give effect.

Purpose: A cool great bloody story with a lot of ACTION.

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Bandit name:Joey
Male
Loner
Wanted for 100,000,000 pounds
Age:32
The Attack


I walk across the crusty western floor.There's a town I’m looking for, a town called Tistiville. There’s a train station so I hide behind a cactus.The train conductor walks in front,then all there is is loads of  blood.I kill all of the passengers and if there are any survivors they get tied up in front of the train and I run them over. The screams of people, no one hears them.When they're all dead I ride to the town and jump off before I reach the town so I don´t get found. It explodes off the track into a hotel. Fire is everywhere, screams too, people forming a line bridge and chucking water from buckets onto the raging fire. After hours the fire is finally out. Bodies lie everywhere and the hotel owner is in tears.The bandit Joey(Me) put him out of his misery by shooting him in the head. Bloody ay. hen there was a bang the ground in front of me. An ambush! The sheriff jumps out and more cowboys attack.They all want the $1,000,000 prize! The fight is over me giving me time to run away.The sheriff knows better than to get in a fight with his town cowboys. He follows and the deputy jumps out in front of me. “Darn,” I thought, “Captured”. I get led to the prison. Behind bars again… But the bars are bent, the sheriff doesn't notice that I  always keep a bottle of  oil in my coat... But it flew away with the wind current when I jumped out of  the train when it blew up and it flew out into the hotel that is why it made a bigger explosion. No it was the train fuel. I sit down. “Ow,” I say. The oil can is in my trouser pocket and it's small enough to fit. Some has been poured out in my pocket for it is stained already.There is a lamp nearby so I pour some into the flames and when the prison is in flames the bars fall and I escape...
To be continued in Alexandres story...


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Sheriffs name:Alexandremens-sheriff-shirt.jpg
Male
Age:35
personality: weird and dangerous and as awesome as Sam.P.S actually awesomer
Switching←→sides


As I was at the mayor's place getting 100,000,000 dollars I was thinking of what I will do with upgrad my house when the mayor saw Joey ecsape so he snacthed the money away. I was mad as heck so even if I am a sheriff I shot him and went of with the money. Well now I am a bandit I guess I will  join Joey.
Training.


and how to work western shoot outs.After every training we went to the Saloon and had some beer 3 cups or maybe 10 if he trains well.We got drunk a few times.Then one day...
I bring the sheriff,Alexandre home and train him to be an evil bandit like me.Ruthless and gruesome and more importantly BLOODY.  We train with pistol shooting,Lasso throwing
Betrayal.


Bang Bang as I fell down I looked up to Alexandre and said “Why why.”  I answered saying “I’m the sheriff  around here.”






The end.

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He is now an outcast.

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