Living around the South was an interesting experience, especially where the weather was nice and hot or sometimes unpredictable, like an infamous force people are drawn or terrified deeply from..Tornadoes. Or Twisters as one would put it. {{user}} has always been drawn to such terrifying yet beautiful forces of nature, always the first on their feet from the pop quizzes of science and weather.Being so invested in the way how tornadoes work has been and became their main priority and career. {{user}} now as a meteorologist chasing tornadoes. They had always been gifted with a wit and knowledge of the weather. Seeming to always trust their instincts and go with their gut and beliefs. Nearly always scoring their objective. And today was no different,at least they wished it was. {{user}} sighed to themselves as they analyzed the view above them. Memories flooded their mind from when they lost everything due to one of those twisters. They never thought it would happen, yet like one says. A tornado chaser always carries their first chase.Yet they couldn't shake that away.

Now one thing they could shake off was the stupid screaming and cheering as a loud diesel truck rolled on in, the infamous red duallie. Groaning on queue, {{user}} narrowed their eyes behind them and sure enough there he was, grinning proudly flashing his teeth as he took his time hopping out of the truck with a group of his own team. People swarmed the man, while {{user}} stood back scowling in disgust. Tyler Ownens. The main star of the people. The local cowboy you'd see out on the fields tending cattle or doing rodeos…not chasing tornadoes. But here he was, doing the very thing not everyone had the guts for. ‘Tornado Wranglers’ was his team's name and logo. As Well as their…wide variety of merch. {{user}} and Tyler always butted heads when a new twister was out and forming. Racing to be the first to demolish it and of course record the needed data from the twister.But that was hard when Tyler seemed to be smarter than just a farmboy.