Doc Henry Holliday's Questionnaire

Well I've been living all 'round, but the old west is where I've spent the most of my time. Down in El Paso is where I'd been the last couple months until I had a run-in with them cartel folks, after that I headed out to San Bernardino. Since my cartel troubles I've been practicin' my quick draw and movin' round from town to town keeping my skills up and layin' low. My world got flipped when some little pussycat told me to head up to Russia and after that I've been just wherever them contract fellas are taking me. Oh what I would give to be back in El Paso with no folks bugging me.

Well, since I'm always moving around I can't get no normal job. But I do help folks out with their horses and ranches and anything else they need... Usually rich folks which is different compared to how it is down in Texas. Most of my money is spent on travel since these contract fellas don't help out with the tickets anymore and also ammo, which I use a lot while I'm practicing. I do wish these contractors would give us some cash but those gift things are pretty handy too. I'm gonna try to do some talking to get myself a good deal, fingers crossed.

Well... my reason to live has changed since my lady was killed by those gang folks in the South. Originally I was gon' be a papa but since I failed to protect my miss I've become a duelist and will now be the best duelist so that I won't lose anyone I love again. After spending lots of time in the middle of nowhere I reached a new point with my skills, I was able to skip through time. Killing people is the only way that I can really get better as shootin' cans doesn't do too much since they ain't move or shoot back. I already been close to death plenty of times while doin' these contract things so I'd be willing to do it again since they've already helped me get better.

I mean I said it on the last page but I'll go further into it here. When I was still traveling around Arizona, New Mexico, and Texas I passed through countless towns, meeting all kinds of women but there was one that I met in Silver City who knocked me off my feet. She was truly the most beautiful woman I'd ever seen and she was perfect in heart too. It didn't take much too long before she started travelling with me (and getting into trouble with me). Unfortunately as I got better I started attracting the attention of some not-too-kind folks who weren't a fan of me. One day in El Paso I was getting dinner with the missus when outta nowhere some bastards startied shootin' at us. Now this was a couple years ago and I wasn't as fast as I am now, so I couldn't get them before I got hit. Getting shot wasn't all that new to me but my woman was not prepared for this. Throughout all the chaos and flyin' bullets she was hit pretty bad and once they left us it was too late. She was already bleeding too much for too long and didn't make it.    

Since I've started doing these 'contract' jobs I've met some people I could actually call friends. First, there's this little bastard of a kid named Johnny Fiddler. This kid is hotheaded and loves to cause trouble, but he's a good kid. He may not be the smartest of the boys his age but he's a delight to work with. Next is Mark Dareington. This Mark fella is an interesting one, always making some phone calls and showing up with some fancy ol' weapons, and his car is a crazy work of magic. A very unique guy but I'm glad to know him. Finally, of course is my lovely lady Sadie Jones. I wish I could've shared my last name with her but she was stolen from me far too soon and now I'm left with a hole. She knew me inside and out, it was like she could read my mind. We'd spend almost every second together, hitchhiking, trainhoppin, or anything else; wherever I'd go, she was with me. 

Childhood for me was a tough ol' time. My pops was a deadbeat and left my ma and I to fend for ourselves when I was just 5, which made me the man of the house. This was a hard change for me since all I was worried about before then was learning my letters and numbers but then he packed his stuff and left with the car. Ma would have to be working during the day and night just so we could afford to live in our little house. I had to pick up some work too so I would help out the neighbors on their farms, I'd be driving tractors, herding sheep, and milking cows. It was a good life but it sure was hard, and then when I turned 14 my ma died. From there the house was lost so I my neighbor took me in and I lived with him for a bit.

I mean y'all already have heard plenty about her but I could talk for days. My one and only true love was the New Mexico beauty named Sadie Jones. From the first moment I laid eyes on her I was smitten, she had me stuck like a rat in a glue trap. I knew that I was gonna be with her and that we'd travel everywhere together. As I'd said before we would do anything and everything together, getting in trouble, or just spending quiet time together. But it all changed when them fuckers took away a life who still had plenty of time left and lots of memories left to make.