“I can do anything from planting seeds, turning the soil, harvesting and animal handling. I use to run a ranch but then it got burnt down” he says twisting his hat in his hands/claws

“good day sir Cain, I’m silver stinger, I came looking to be a farm hand, I saw you had a listing for help back in wrath and I thought I could use the extra cash so” he says respectfully tipping his hat

@fatherofmurder.bsky.social‬ The cowboy has found a listing through resources of the first murderer seeking more hands on his land to help grow, maintain and harvest crop. Having nothing else to do and figured he could help and needing work, he would go to the palace and apply.

"if ya ain't working hard you get whipped" //working hand and outlaw for hire //main home is hell but can live anywhere

//going to flip this account to a different more usable OC

"I like that friend as they are correct" he says finishing the drink "cheers to the bug man"

"now you sire have class" he says opening a beer and drinks it "just like mom use to make"

"crafty as much you are resourceful, no wonder your enemies fear you"

"try me, I've fought gods, zombies, wizards, I know about eldritch horrors"

"now that is a smoker!"

"stealthy too, wonderful, I love to catch my enemies off guard as stealth isn't part of my skillset"

"you're strange as well bud, who and what are you exactly?"

Jack does the same with his part, cutting off what he can with the shovel's blade, yes it is one of those shovels with multi use, be lucky it's not the exploding war hammer. "very impressive, it will be very handy exploring the Mariana trench"

"just like me, you just know how to make a crazy old man happy Bug, and bonus points for making it environmentally friendly, even nuclear subs have a limit"

indeed he do, as he admires the bug in turn, a honorable warrior and companion "thank you bug man, and I do indeed, this will help me indeed up in the north pole"

"now that is a beauty, I'm gonna call it the orca, the ocean's shark assaulter" he says with a big ass smile, blue you spoilt him like a brat on christmas "take as much of the fish and teeth as you'd like, I'm keeping the head at least as my trophy"

"noted, and would appreciate that, I owe you one bug man" he says with the most genuine smile he could muster, helping the bug heave the fish on the deck, and once again onto the shore and to the chopping block, very big fish indeed, would feed a village a week

Jack claps "bravo, nice catch! that took hours to catch but finally, thanks for the help bud, we should do this more often!" he says as he got the boat back to shore, he probably will need a new one after this, barely anything is left on it

"with some good old duct tape from with the red green technique we'll get to shore in no time!" he says pointing out he had tapped on the motor, it is all that is holding the machine together. "and perfect, I will help you out and smoke it, this will be a hell of a meal!"

"oh i see what you got there bud, been trying to do that with my shovel, bastard is hard to time, and this is why i like you, I love nature and nature is all about being fair" he says grinning more, and yeets the canned food like he was going for a hale mary touch down

"tooth is all yours bud! and shoot it in the skull or the gills if you can, make it suffocate~ I still have one more explosive canned worms for it left" he says pulling it from his sack, so maybe that is why it's so pissed, the bait was explosive

his smile has grown ten fold "perfect timing Bug man! she is a whopper and I could only bonk it for so long, it's being resilient, me and the boys are having this one for dinner, care to join after it's caught?" the bug can tell he's been toughing it out, boat covered in sealing agent ==

welp he is in a pickle and may need a hero to help him out, so he has called SDN as he knows his buddies are busy at the moment "Hey there bud, yes I have an emergency, got a huge angry fish trying to eat my boat, yeah it might had been a bigger bite than I could chew, there's a few others with me"

❄️ Follow my wolfo.

He has no partner but that’s ok, he has the Geneva list, time to cause chaos out of love.

he just got word to stay back and protect the denizens of hell, he can do that

where there's a war, there is this man here to commit war crimes, he is joining Marsoc in the war, because an ally of Marsoc is an ally of his

he's just chillin', watching one of his favorite hockey matches of the 80's, where they were truly violent

"great, so where do I settle in? and what's on the agenda?" he asks sipping a bottle of whiskey he was saving up until now

he smiles genuinely "actually I came to help you, after days of fighting criminals, bandits, evil in general I come to relax, perhaps work on the ranch as a helping hand" he explains "you happen to have cable? a tv?++

@endearingfarmhand.bsky.social he needs a nice place to rest, to bask in nature, to also work at the same time to let out his inner farmer, so he has arrived at the gold ranch, with a shovel, backpack, and a list tucked in his pockets. The barbarian of the great north knocks to check in at the home

“You can say that” he says with a big grin “want to grab some coffee, as I could go for some right about now, and perhaps we can look for criminals along the way” he offers. He is full of energy but always craves that caffeine goodness

Slowly raising his hand as a volunteer “oh oh throw me at the sun!” He has not a hint of magic unless you count making anything into an explosive weapon. Also he doesn’t have much if any sanity. Will it hurt? Maybe a little, he will laugh like it tickles though.

Crime never sleeps, nor does he unless he has to hibernate. So for the moment to pass time he is at a campfire, which may or may not been set in a dumpster. Could he have settled with a hotel room but no, he likes living it rough. Feel free to join him or offer food.

"indeed I do bud, fastest man alive that can break light speed, go back in time and vibrate out through walls!" don't ask how he knows, he will destroy the fourth wall of comics "any crimes as of late?"

Offers his hand to shake, thank god it isn’t holding any canned goods “Name is captain c, or Jack for short” even as calm as he is that smile of his is crazy, his intimidation could almost rival Batman

<— yes even this psychopath can’t help but be a bit punny at times

“I’m sorry bud but I don’t see it, love your red outfit though, very flashy” Badabum

As a side job you can find the red plaid menace driving a snow plow, the least destructive thing he can do voluntarily, then again anything he touches can be a weapon

Oh boy someone is missing?? He is tuning in to find out more info, maybe he can commit war crimes on the perpetrator

Funny he says that and humanity has gone medieval already, look at the police in Italy they have game back to using knight armour

Oh you know him so well, but he is already there. Geneva giver :3

Let’s just say Geneva will get involved :3

Yes indeed, the poor owner whom will need good home insurance or deserves it. Just give him a beer and hockey and he will be civilized for an hour

For any who invite this man to a party be warned, he will cause property damage

what does the C stand for? that is a mystery

he's the hero no one wants, or needs, or even asked for, except the one time he was

welp if Blue already has charlie and he has no purpose in heaven, he's going back to hell to commit war crimes, leaving one angel left alive at the gates

unfortunately he may not be saving the princess of hell due to just having too much fun causing destruction and burning half of heaven to ground, chances are she is more likely to be freed by fear of him over him having to break her out

Not for long, a few guards were soon knocked out, and she can hear this in the darkness, then two red eyes appear “Sorry there bud but it seems you walked into my hammer”