The Hateful Eight: Cheyenne

This post is part of the series Hateful Eight

Other posts in this series:

  1. The Hateful Eight: Amarillo
  2. The Hateful Eight: The Lawman Reverend Brown
  3. The Hateful Eight: Cheyenne (Current)
  4. The Hateful Eight: Desperado

A new team has emerged…eight strangers, brought together under a single purpose – a purpose known only to them. Their stories are as varied as their methods. Those that don’t know them won’t like them, and those that do sometimes won’t know how to take them. They aren’t wrong, just different, but their pride won’t let them do things to make you think they are right. These are their tales…some of them…

It was late, and the phone rang. Was it him? What was wrong this time? Anything could have happened. She expected the worst as she picked up the phone and heard his voice.

“It’s cold out here and I’m all alone,” he said. “I didn’t make the finals this time, and I’m headed back home.”

There was a pause. “I know I’ve been gone for much too long, and never really had the chance to call or write you,” he lamented. “This thing has been hard on us all. But I’ll be there soon.”

Silence.

“Honey, is there something wrong?” he said.

She swallowed and said, “Don’t bother coming home. By the time you get here I’ll have left.”

The line was silent.

“There’s somebody new and he sure ain’t no blood bowl man!” she finished.

He sighed, “I’m sorry it’s come down to this, there’s so much about you that I’m going to miss….but hey, it’s alright if I hurry I can still make Cheyenne.”

He hung up.

“If I hurry, I can still make Cheyenne.” he said to himself as we left the phone booth leaving the phone dangling off the hook. As he got to the edge of the lot he turned around and gave it one last glance. Then walked away.

He headed for Cheyenne, and prayed he could get there in time. The entire trip he could hear her in his head: “Don’t bother coming home. By the time you get here I’ll have left.”

She never knew what his calls might bring….with a blood bowl player like him, it could have been anything.
And she always expected the worst.

The Hateful Eight are a Brettonian team inspired by classic western songs. Each player embodies the song they are named after, their backstory is the same as their namesake song.


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