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Tiva Little Owl
"It appears that the vitals of this lucky son-of-gun remain unpunched. Sloppy shootin on my part... The coup de grace I'll leave to the wolves and gila monsters. Adios amigo! "
~ The Ballad of Buster Skruggs
| Biographical Data
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| Name:
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Tiva Little Owl
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| Tribe:
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Shoshone
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| Nationality:
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Native-American
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| Demeanor:
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Bon Vivant
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| App Age:
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Early-twenties
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| Height/Build:
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5'5" / Athletic
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| Hair:
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Black
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| Eyes:
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Brown
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| Quote:
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Another young fella with something to prove. I've got to set myself up in the Undertakin' business. I'm doing all the skill work so another man can profit.. ~ Buster Skruggs
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| Themesong:
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Evil Ways -Blues Saraceno- [1]
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| Played By:
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N/A
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| Overview
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She's loud. She's flashy. Not in any good kinda way neither. Who is that Indian gal drivin' an old beat pickup with the horse trailer? Must be a long way from home. Seems to be traveling with some other lowlife fellers.
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| Interests
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You are what you eat, so they say. Your about to eat shit feller! What could that mean?.
~ Tiva Little Owl
- Bounty Hunter - She's been draggin' fellers to the law all over these United States and Canada too. Need someone found? Need someone brought in? Need someone to stay gone? Might be a solution.
- Friends in Low Places - She associates with all types, especially the unsavory kind.
- Rodeo Gal She says she used to be part of that circle more serious when she was younger. Not sure if jumpin' hurdles or hanging on sideways counts much now, but the hog tying, maybe.
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| Contacts
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- Angel You're the only one that I want, think I'm addicted to your light. ( https://youtu.be/xBjUn9rY1yo )
- Dichali You were the best at keeping us together. I hope I can be half the leader you was. You will be avenged.
- John Ole' Daddy... You got a few rough edges too many, but you risked everything to help a 5 year old girl after Bear Creek.
- Cora Auntie Co'a. We have both lost. You helped me not to forget where I came from.
- Haseya This is my fault. I miss you so bad it hurts.
- Argyle Your melon is as chaotic as your bombs but I love you just the same.
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- Rufus After all these years I did not expect you to turn yeller.
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