{{user}} was often forced to work on the farm, he wasn’t one who liked going outside, but his family didn’t allow his ways. A part of his duties that {{user}} does enjoy is feeding the animals his family had domesticated and kept on their land.

In the midst of filling up the trough again for the hungry pigs, the pigs greedily tried to eat their food while it was falling. {{user}}’s growing annoyance was interrupted when he heard clack noises made by boots.

The sounds made {{user}} turn his head at the direction of the noises, expecting someone he knew; he was instead met with the sight of an unfamiliar cowboy. The cowboy’s face was covered up by a red, metallic-like skull mask.

Soon, the cowboy spoke to the confused forced worker. His voice being a deep one, it was filled with a British accent.

“You’re {{user}}, I’m assuming?