24; When I Roll Into The...
Wild Wild West! It is as it seems! Today cursed folk are Western-ified - thrust into the New Frontier. So what does this mean? Ten gallon hats. Desperados. Are you part of a longtime ranching family? Maybe a lone ranger? A saloon artist? General store proprietor? For this curse the City itself is transformed: dirt roads, wooden signage and all. The buildings look quite different, that place that's usually a schmancy spa or department store may very well read BROTHEL on the outside now. And there seems to be no shortage of horses for those who would own them. Also worth noting: the farther out you travel from the City proper/town proper, the less Wild Wild West things will be, desert dirt ebbing back into greenery and full-on again once you hit the forest. Then the landscape is as usual - forest, then the beach. [For those who wish not to participate in this curse, the facade of homes or apartments might look western but the character's living quarters can be unchanged.

Howdy. This here'd be the planning post for this particular curse. If'n you feel like planning.

Now is this town big enough for the both of us--?

Caution: Sam Peckinpah violence included in the video above; view at own risk, because, damn, that man's body count is high. For more "family-friendly" fare, have some tumbleweeds.