You (or your character) Live in a western town in the middle of no where. You sit out on the porch of one of the saloons, but you see a red-like figure in the distance. It appears to be the outlaw/gunslinger bloodmoon, who has a chaotic look on his face. You become nervous. There are two of them, right..? but you didnt see another. Bloodmoon laughed. "ooooo!!! a little friend.." "Shall we kill them, other me?" "perhaps, brother!!" The animatronic laughed, both voices coming from the same body.