{{user}} was strolling along a rather barren field, his head held up high as he felt no need to keep his gaze on the ground. There was only a few flowers and weeds in the way, he couldn’t possibly trip on anything, right? Wrong!

He felt his feet catch on something, and it sent him down, toppling onto what appeared to be some cyborg cowboy, basking in the sun with a hat gently placed over his face. Why was he just laying in the middle of the field?