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 Posted: Mon Aug 03, 2009 4:13 pm
Before you lays a the town many are travailing here wanting to start a new life. there wasn't much to say about this town streets of dust with tumbleweeds rolling though them quickly constructed buildings made of cheep wood lining the streets. (this is a western style RP taking place in a frontier town with many needs to fill. you can play anything you might find in a town like this just state what you are in your first post ) Risto_Swiftwing - Tom-
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Posted: Mon Aug 03, 2009 4:17 pm
[gunsmith/gunslinger]  tom walked into town a hand resting on one of his guns "well this looks as good a place as any to set up shop"
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Captain Grace OMalley Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Aug 04, 2009 5:04 am
 Susie was sitting on top of one of the neaby buildings when she saw Tom wandering by. She jumped down and landed somewhat roughly before running up to him, "Hey there, where are you from?"
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Posted: Wed Aug 05, 2009 2:09 pm
"oh from hear and there iv been traveling for quite some time trying to find a place to set up shop" he says glad the first person he met seemed to be nice
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The-Armored-Rose-Knight Captain
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Posted: Wed Aug 05, 2009 6:10 pm
 chris walked into town and looked around, somewhat disappointed that there is no gun shoppe. he checked his revolvers finding only one bullet in each gun* damn... well might as well get a drink maybe find some company. *he walks toward the saloon
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Posted: Wed Aug 05, 2009 8:26 pm
"What do you seel mister, I might be able to help you with that," she was glad to finaly see someone new in town and was hoping to be able to stick around him for awhile, "Oh, my name's Susie."
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Captain Grace OMalley Vice Captain
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The-Armored-Rose-Knight Captain
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Posted: Wed Aug 05, 2009 9:20 pm
*he walks into the saloon that is completely abandoned except for the staff. he orders a drink and watches the show while he waits*
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Posted: Mon Aug 10, 2009 4:59 am
∙•° Alhazred Alorrei °•∙The Wanderer Gusts of wind tugged at a lone figures garments. A silhouette of black trekked along the endless expanse, dust circled around him and embedded grains of dirt in his clothes. What a damn place to be stuck in, Alhazred echoed in his head. He sighed through the black bandana, now tinted a dull red from the dust, that was strapped over his nose and mouth. His auburn hair blew in random directions, occasionally whipping him in the eye. He grunted to himself as he ripped his leg out of a collapsed snake den. "Bloody desert!" he shouted with his arms raised. As Alhazred yelled senselessly into the sky, the wind slowly faded, and the dust settled on to the parched desert floor. Alhazred drew his bandana down and swiveled his head in each direction. On the distant horizon he saw the outlines of what appeared to be a settlement of some sort. Interaction with others usually resulted in unnecessary violence, and the expediture of expensive ammunition. Alhazred checked his waterskin than was slung from his hip, and decided he'd better become a people person soon. He walked through the desert, which seemed harbor a docile state at the moment, and eventually the contours of ramshackle structures came into view. Rotting wood made up most of the materials that held the buildings together, as was the standard for most hastely built towns now. Down the row of nearly dismantled buildings stood a saloon. Alhazred entered through the swinging doors that rested on their abused hinges that squealed with protest. He chose a stool at the counter and spun in his seat to survey the structure while he waited for the bartender.
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Captain Grace OMalley Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Aug 12, 2009 7:26 am
 Karin walked out from the back room of the saloon looking like she had just woken up. She saw Alhazred and Chris both and yawned, "Well hey there boys, anything I do for you?" She was looking them both over, not sure what to make of either of the strangers.
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Posted: Wed Aug 12, 2009 12:35 pm
im a bit parched maybe something to drink if its not too much trouble
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The-Armored-Rose-Knight Captain
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Captain Grace OMalley Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Aug 13, 2009 6:42 am
"Sure hun," she grabs a bottle off of the shelf and tosses it to him. "Sorry there's much to chose from but we haven't had a shipment here in ages," she gave Alhazred a tired and disinterested glance, "What about you handsome, can I get you anything?"
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Posted: Thu Aug 13, 2009 4:56 pm
"the names Tom, i happen to work with guns i can build or fix most any type currently being made plus custom modifications " he said pulling out one of his and showing it to her
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Captain Grace OMalley Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Aug 14, 2009 5:50 am
"Is that so," she took the gun and looked it over, "She looks real nice. We haven't had anyone here in ages that could make guns very well, I'm sure it'd be ok if you found a place here to set up shop. You just have to talk to Karin over at the saloon."
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Posted: Fri Aug 14, 2009 8:38 am
∙•° Alhazred Alorrei °•∙The Wanderer As the woman, that seemed to apparently be the barmaid served the only other man in the saloon, Alhazred cast a curiously look towards her as she had her back turned towards him. She then asked what he himself wished to partake. Alhazred unslung his dried cowhide pouch and placed it on the counter. "I'll take a pint, why not?" he said to himself more than the woman.
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Captain Grace OMalley Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Aug 14, 2009 9:10 am
Karin grabbed another bottle and handed it to him. She sat down on of the stool, "So what's brought you two out here to this lousy town?"
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