J.R. in the land of Equestria
January 7th, 1980
Gulf of Mexico
Ewing Oil Rig
"You fucked us for the last time J.R., and you will pay for this." Those were the words of John Johnson, the president of Johnson Oil. He was just in J.R's office for some business, when he found out that J.R. sold the oil contracts that he was going to sell to Johnson to the president of Wilson oil, Randolph J. Wilson. "That is the 5th time someone said that to me today, and I have the same response to you , that I had to the other 5 people who said that, and it's this... Get the fuck out of my office." J.R. then pulls out a small, pocket revolver, possibly a S&W .45. Johnson yells at J.R. some more, and takes his leave.
J.R. also exits his office, to go check on the process, how the oil is doing, and how much cash he will make. When he went outside, a flaring red light came on, and a loud siren was heard all over. "What in the hell is that boy?", said J.R. as he fell a little to the side. "The drill fell off sir, now the oil is spilling out to the ocean" said Randy, the head foreman. By this time, the ocean was as black as sludge, and a noise was heard from the drill hole. "We gotta get you off the rig Mr. Ewing" said Randy, but J.R. wanted to stay. When the siren stopped, J.R. fell aback again, and he fell into the ocean. "MAN OVERBOARD" said Randy, but when this was said, J.R was gone, and no one knew where she went.
