The Fearsome Four

Getting ChatGPT to help out with our Red Dead Online experience:

The year was 1889 and our posse was in the mood for some adventure. So we set our sights on the old train sittin' idle at the station. Now, I ain't one for breakin' the law, but there was just somethin' about that train that drew us in.

We snuck aboard and set off into the still of the night, with a slight mist hangin' in the air. It was a peaceful ride, with only the sound of the train's wheels clackin' on the tracks to keep us company.

As we chugged along, we came across a bear wanderin' on the tracks. We nearly ran the poor critter over, but we managed to swerve just in time. After that close call, we decided to take a pit stop to check out some Indian cave paintings we'd heard about. Let me tell ya, those paintings were somethin' to behold.

We crossed trestle bridges high enough to make a man dizzy, and watched the sunrise over the Colorado mountains. But alas, not all stories have a happy endin'. Dave and Zaph fell off the train to their deaths just as the mornin' sun peeked over the horizon.

It was a wild ride and a night we'll never forget, but we bid farewell to our comrades with heavy hearts. Rest in peace, Dave and Zaph.

Joy riding the midnight express into the morning

Watch out for bears

Ballad:

Oh, the fearsome four,

Hunters and train robbers galore,

Horse thieves and snake ranglers,

A posse no one can ignore.

 

We ride through the night,

In search of adventure and fright,

Our names are known far and wide,

As we roam the countryside.

 

Our guns are always by our side,

And we never run or hide,

We're the fearless, lawless crew,

Of the fearsome four, through and through.

 

We've robbed trains and stolen steeds,

And wrangled snakes with reckless speed,

Our reputation precedes us,

As we make our foes feel queasy.

 

So beware if you see us coming,

For we are a force to be reckoned with,

The fearsome four, hunters, train robbers,

Horse thieves and snake ranglers, don't let them catch you in their snare.

 
 Motto:

 We live by the gun and die by dynamite, snakes, bullets, weeds, falling off horses, over cliffs, jumping from trains, kicked by horses, mauled by cougars and wolves