You won't believe it, but I did more :D
I'm sad that Outlaw and Sheriff didn't fully enter the game. And yeah,, I had to come up with the Sheriff's appearance from concept art er. I also decided to depict the difference in height why notđ
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You won't believe it, but I did more :D
I'm sad that Outlaw and Sheriff didn't fully enter the game. And yeah,, I had to come up with the Sheriff's appearance from concept art er. I also decided to depict the difference in height why notđ

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I brought the references of bandits from SB. Although it's more for my AU-
I hope to show you some more about it soon!
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WARNING - The full story of this post has bad language (only two or three words though)
WARNING: this contains bad language.
This is basically Dorothyâs first encounter with Fowler. So what happened was that after a very, very shy Dorothy met Faceless, Showdown, Lorelei, Penny, Banker and Doc Carver was when she started to gain a bit more confidence around the Valley, but that confidence of hers was short-lived as Fowler had seen her in town. And because Dorothy hadnât gained many friends she was left wondering around the Valley on her own to get used to the town by herself. It was only then that Dorothy saw Fowler following her which made her feel nervous so she tries to find somewhere she could hide only for Dorothy to have walked into a dead end and Fowler corner her. She shook a little bit and tried to avoid eye contact with the wolf hunter only for her to hear the click of a gun before her gaze was finally brought to Fowler who held a shotgun in his hand. âsince when did they let wolves into the Valley? I thought that youâd be off with your pack...â the wolf hunter said through his teeth. But, Dorothy felt a bit offended, she wasnât exactly a wolf but...she wouldnât call herself a dog either. âw-well...Iâm not e-exactly a w-w-wolf..., I-Iâm more o-of a-â but before she could finish her sentence the older male interrupted, âI donât care! you look one of them so you are one of them...â Dorothy decided then and there to keep her words to herself, not wanting to spark any sort of argument with the elder puppet. She saw him, looking her up and down before scoffing, âyour pretty small for a female, and a lot less...feralâ Dorothyâs ears began to droop and her tail curl between her legs. Dorothy had no idea what the wolf hunter was planning to do to her as her gem turned to light purple color. The wolf hunter stared down at the small dog-wolf and could see the fear in her eyes, she didnât seem like the type of âwolfâ to attack someone without reason like anything other wolf he had came across. As the wolf hunter continue to stare down at her, Dorothy felt a feeling if discomfort as that stare reminded her of something from her past life...and she didnât like it, she felt her heart race from the fear lurking within her. She began scooting to the side little by little, trying to make sure that the older male didnât catch on to what she was doing. As Dorothy slowly maneuvered her way around the wolf hunter, her eyes darted out the side. She scanned the area, trying to find the quickest way to get out of the area. âisnât that such a shame, your out here on your own, and it looks like your donât have any defenses eitherâ Dorothyâs breath hitched as she felt the wolf hunter move dangerously close to her. Then, without a warning, the wolf hunter went to grab her... only for the dog-wolf to dash out the side and make a run for it. âHEY!â the wolf hunter shouted as he gave chased. *âI-I need to get out of here! I donât want him catching me!â* Dorothy thought before suddenly hearing the wolf hunterâs shotgun go off, the bullet merely missing her. A few more bullets were fired at her as the older male chased her down, âGET BACK HERE!â the wolf hunter yelled, his voice echoed from behind Dorothy as she had began a outrun the older male. Dorothyâs fear slowly faded as she had finally spotted a exit in the form of a hole in a wall, *âyes! yes! YES!â* the dog-wolf began to pick up more speed. But, also she was even close enough to reach the door, a bullet had been fired right in front of her feet from above on her left side, spooking her and causing to fall flat onto her face. The wolf hunter stopped for a minute, looking to where the bullet was fired and spots a male not much younger than him, he gives him a wicked smile. âthanks, Vernonâ the wolf hunter shouted up at the other male while the slightly younger male gives him the thumbs up. Then, as Dorothy began to pick herself up another bullet from above was fired at her again, causing to drop back down, the wolf hunter laughed at her reaction. Quickly, the wolf hunter make his way over to the small dog-wolf who was attempting to get back up before grabbing a hold of her arm tightly. Dorothy yelped as she felt the wolf hunter grab a hold of her before she was pulled towards him, the muzzle of the gun he held pressing against Dorothyâs throat. âyou...you really think I didnât have backup? I know all you disgusting wolves...trying to outrun me because you think Iâm old and weary!â the grip on Dorothyâs arm tighten to the point where she could feel a shooting pain going up and down her arm and shoulder. Dorothy felt her wood crack as her arm was being crushed under the pressure of the older maleâs hand, then one of the wolf hunterâs torn boot came down onto her tail and pressed the heel of his boot down. The dog-wolf cried out as pain rushed from her tail all the way to her back and spine, the wolf hunter laughed. âaww...it hurts, does it?â the older male chuckled, suddenly his foot came back up only to come back down onto Dorothyâs tail twice as hard, Dorothy cried out once more as pain rushed from her tail to her back and spine, tears forming at the corners of her eyes. The wolf hunter noticed this, narrowing his eyes and give her a wicked smile as he grounded his foot against her tail, tears dripped down the dog-wolfâs face as she was in too much pain to struggle and too afraid to protest. Dorothy then held and felt the gun click, âwell, now that your arm and tail are probably busted ...guess itâs time to put you out of your misery.â The older puppet had his finger on the trigger, the poor dog-wolf knew she was done as she accepted her fate then and there. She didnât try to fight, she didnât try to yell anyone. The wolf hunterâs expression dropped, he was expecting a big reaction out of her only for the dog-wolf to just...shut her eyes and lifted her neck. âcâmon...your letting me blow a hole through your neck? oh well...â the older male shrugged. Then, the wolf hunter chuckled one last time before pulling the trigger and...nothing happened. âwha...what the?â he tried to pull the trigger once more, still nothing. Again, again and again he tried to pull the trigger, but no matter how many times he did the wolf hunter couldnât get the gun to fire. But...then he realized something, he remembered that the gun could only hold a certain amount of shells. Dorothy heard the older male growl, âOH F#CKING HELL! IâM OUT OF AMMO!â the wolf hunter knew that the only way he could reload his gun was to reach for his bullet holders. But, the only way he could possibly reach for them was to let Dorothyâs arm go which was a big risk of letting her escape...but he also realized that he had his foot on her tail so she couldnât go anywhere anyway. That was...at least he thought. Letting go of the dog-wolfâs arm he went to reach for a few of his shotgun shells, it was only when Dorothy saw that he had his focus on grabbing his ammo that she knew he was distracted. Then, with one single blow, Dorothy suddenly knocked the gun from his hand and headbutted the wolf hunter right in the face, sending him backward. It was then that the small female had gotten her tail loose that she managed to properly pick herself back up that time despite the injury on her arm. Though he did try to kill her...she felt bad for possibly injuring the wolf hunter as she turned back to him, âI-Iâm sorry if I h-hurt you...I-â she was cut off by the older male who growled, picking himself back up as he clenched his fist, he was over trying to shoot her now. The small female backed away, sensing that what she did didnât hurt him...but it did anger him a lot. Dorothy then turned and reached for the door only for another bullet to be fired at her from above by the same male from before, causing her to jump back from the door. Then suddenly she was grabbed once again by the wolf hunter only to be thrown to the wall out of reach from the door, Dorothy shook as her back was already in enough agony as it was. It was then when Dorothy had looked back up at the older male that he was practically towering over the small female as fear began show in her eyes again. âyou should have NEVER came here, wolf!â Dorothy had shown him a smile of fear as she shook, âwell...you see...before...I was- uh...trying to take my leaveâ the dog-wolf letting out a nervous laugh, but it seemed that the wolf hunter didnât care. All the older male wanted to do now was to put the small âwolfâ through hell, ânow...Iâm gonna make sure that youâre dead once Iâve finished with you!â suddenly the wolf hunter punched Dorothy in the cheek, knocking her to the ground against the wall. The small dog-wolf then felt the wolf hunterâs foot slammed into her stomach as he put all his weight down onto her, causing her to cough up blood while blood began to run down her nose. Dorothy gasped as the same arm that the wolf hunter had crushed before before harshly pulling it upward. She yelled in pain as the same part of her arm where the older male had gripped, this time the pain she had felt last time was much more agonizing the second time. Tears formed in Dorothyâs eye once more as the pain began to overwhelm her body. As Dorothyâs arm was being pulled more and more, the more Dorothy felt her arm being pulled out of her socket before finally being pulled out of place with a loud crack. The small female let out a high-pitch scream as she felt her entire arm was in complete agony before going limp and numb. Dorothyâs face contorted into something that could only be known as true terror as shock began to flow through her body. with shock throughout her body, the older male presses his foot into her stomach so hard that it cause the small dog-wolf to slowly give into the agony around her body as she slowly began to lose touch with the world around her. This gave the wolf hunter the opportunity to lean down and grab Dorothy by her neck as he tried to straggle the life out of the small dog-wolf in the state that she was in. âdonât worry...Iâll make sure to mount your head on a wall so Iâll have it to remember your death byâ the older male snarled, seeing the small femaleâs eyes roll back into her head. He choked the small dog-wolf to where she had become unconscious as her fluffy cheek laid against the the older maleâs large hand. Smiling down at Dorothy, the wolf hunter let go off the small dogâs neck to try finding a blade if he had one on him. But, once the wolf hunter did so he suddenly heard three very familiar sounding bells. It was after a few seconds that the area around him went to a grey color before finally seeing the Faceless Bandit appear right in front of him before attempting to swipe at him with his scythe, causing the older male puppet to stumble back. Once the Faceless man had done so, he spotted a very unconscious Dorothy to which he immediately went over to her. Then, before the wolf hunter could even realize what had happened both Faceless and Dorothy had disappear out of the area... âWHAT?! GRRRRR!â the wolf hunter felt is blood boil, that Faceless Bandit took the small dog-wolf within the moment he would use her head to mount on his wall. But...what the older hadnât realized was that this wouldnât be the first time that he would see the small female dog-wolf cross paths with him...

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So here is another new Showdown Bandit OC I made, her name is Vivian Webb and she is a Bartender. She is about 24 years old, she uses a a pink gun (like this www.turners.com/daisy/daisy-pi⌠but it's more powerful) to shoot at bandits trying to rob her off her money or alcohol. She's gets along very well with Faceless (she was Faceless' second best friend in my AU, despite Faceless being a bandit), she's also very good friends with Penny Hemsworth, Doc Carver, Miss undertaker (kinda), Dorothy, Mother Dove, Finnley,  Corbin Croc, Carrie Lanscaster, Maude Galloway, Fannie Richmond, Vincent Greers and Myra Yates, Myra is Vivian's girlfriend. She is slightly taller than Miss Undertaker (in my AU).(btw when she first came to Showdown Valley after she was made she didn't have her tail or fangs hidden) Backstory: When Vivian was made she didn't have parents and not really a childhood either because she was built by the puppeteers and place into her box, she was around a teenage age when she was built (so around seventeen years old). Her box sat with all the others but...Vivian was the only one who was stuck inside her box, she did try to break free of it but found that it was almost impossible to open the box door from the inside. She waited for days, wondering if anyone would come and get her out of the dark, compacted space she was in. Four days had gone by until Vivian was finally freed, a young Lorelei Undertaker had somewhat coincidentally walked through the area, searching around for something in the area. Poor Vivian watched from inside her box as Lorelei hadn't quite noticed that there was an unopened box with the young teen locked inside, then... Viv couldn't handle it anymore. She slammed her arm against the door of the box with as much room the tight fitting box would let her, it wasn't very loud but it was definitely enough for Lorelei to here her. "hello?" the undertaker called out, looking in the direction of where the sudden noise came from. It was when Miss undertaker finally spotted an unopened box, the dark haired puppet made her way over to the box, "huh! how did I not see this here before?" Lorelei muttered to her, "well...I have been here for days, I don't think anyone else has come through here..." Vivian spoke up, causing the darker-haired puppet to step back a bit. "wait...are you...one of those newly built puppets?" the young undertaker questioned, "uuh...I guess?" the grey and pink haired puppet replied. That was all it took, suddenly Vivian's box was open, this caught young Vivian off guard and she tumbled right out of the crammed box and onto the cold wooden ground underneath head first. She groaned in pain and sat up, "hey, do you mind telling me before you go doing tha-" Vivian lifted her head up to Lorelei to see the blade of a shovel meters away from her face, causing her to jolt and fall back. Vivian's eyes widen as Lorelei held her silver bladed shovel close to her neck, the darker haired female narrowed her eyes down at her, "I don't think I should trust you very much, not after what happened the last time!" Lorelei growled in a ill tempered manner as Young Vivian was backed up against her own open box. "w-wait! please...I-I don't understand what you want!" Vivian shrilled, her tail curling up around her feet, her whole body shook as she stared up at Lorelei, the shovel being brought close to her neck as the dark-haired female's eyes narrowed down at her. Tears welled up at the corner of Vivian's blood red eyes and closer her eyes, this caused the undertaker's anger to soften as she stared down at grey and pink haired female, she hadn't expected that kind of reaction from the long-fanged female. Lorelei sighed as she pulled her shovel away from Vivian's neck, the fanged female's eyes open slowly as she stared up at the dark haired female, fear and confused on her face as tears dripped from her eyes. Viv saw Lorelei put her shovel away and suddenly bend down in front of her, this caused the fanged female to scuttle backward to where she hit the back of the inside of her own box, the dark haired female slowly made her approach toward her. It was then the fanged female thought it was the end for her, Lorelei had to her backed up against her own box with no where to run, her eyes stared up at Lorelei as she was very close to where poor Vivian was balled up. But...Lorelei had put her hand out to Vivian, "you're...you're not like the others, you don't act like em'...", the grey and pink haired puppet looked at the dark haired puppet's hand, unsure if she should trust her words, she turned her head away because of how unsettled she was. Lorelei realized that she would have to do more to earn back some sort of trust from the fanged female as saw how her tail lightly curled around her feet, there was a few moments of silence before Lorelei gave Vivian an apology for the way she acted out on her. This kinda gave Viv some assurance but she was still scared, but... after a few moments of hesitation she finally took the undertaker's hand and was pulled up from the ground by the dark haired female. They both had a talk through and ended up clearing things up, both of them going separate ways. Quite a few years had gone by (she was about twenty one), she had already learned how to fend for herself, she ended up getting her own small home, she had go and opened her own bar to earn a living and accomplished a few other things in her life like making new friends and even met Myra. She ended up falling for Myra and so did Myra, in the end they became a couple. (sorry if this backstory didn't show too much detail) She likes: Dancing, doodling in notebooks, sketching out new ideas for her bar, making her own alcohol for her bar, keeping her bar open to anybody (even bandits, but she makes sure they don't steal or don't pay for drinks), talking and communicating with her customers (unless they are being annoying in some way), and visiting and hanging out with Myra and Faceless.
She dislikes: Other puppets who try to flirt with Myra or her (she doesn't mind Myra flirting with her though), when other puppets mess with her friends (puppets that mess with her friends are Showell, Fowler, Otto, Vernon, Betsy, etc), bandit or any puppets who try to rob her of her money and supplies, taking off her mask (because of her sharp fangs), revealing her demon tail (cause she thinks that she will scared other puppets or puppets will try killing her), and having to put up with annoying customers.
This is an OC I made a little while ago, Oddzball is his name by he also gets called Oddzo. He was and still is friends with the Faceless Bandit, how you may ask? well...he wasn't very popular with anybody throughout showdown valley. people didn't pay attention to him which had made him feel sad and lonely all the time. It was until he was leaning on the side of his box, daydreaming due to how sad and bored he became until the faceless bandit had seen his box, Faceless quite liked the colors of Oddzo's box and his entire appearance. When heâd seen Faceless he looked kinda scared at the big individual and went to hide back in his box when the Faceless puppet began talking to start a conversation with the box puppet. Oddzball decided to start chatting back to the older puppet, soon they both started getting along with each other, then...Faceless finally asks if he would be friends with him. Of course, Oddzball accepts, but then later on...his creators had put Oddzball asleep (in a sleeping way, not death) and locked him inside his own box. This caused Facelessâ grief and one of the reasons he became aggressive. He likes: circus acts and circus magic, making new friends, making other puppets smile, pranks, puns, Humor shows (tv shows, etc), Showdown Bandit (he has never met him but really wants to), feeling included, surprising other puppets, Faceless Bandit's company.
He dislikes: Being left behind, the faceless bandit being aggressive, Faceless hurting Showdown, seeing Bandit getting hurt, seeing others getting hurt, hurting other puppets, Frenzy, feeling sad.
So here is a full comic I made called âBandit Canât Resistâ, it took me a while to make but I have uploaded this to my DeviantArt as well.