Western RP: play thread

Sarah headed along the dusty road into the old merry salon. The familiar smell of whiskey filled her nostrils as she pranced into the room. She collapsed into a side seat and waited for the slow bartender to take her order. Her order was always the same and somehow the old man always forgot it.

((not to be a nitpicker SS... But this is like... 1865 or something... They don't have ice in the middle of nowhere right now 😛))

Jim glanced over at the dark figure who had just walked into the bar, surprised at the presence of a female out here on the edge of existence. "What you doin' out here, gorgeous? Town like this is no place for a lady," he said, pouring himself yet another shot.

][yeah ice was a luxury, but they did have ice. I asked my mom lol sorry about that. Dry means no ice anyways.][

"Al, just give me some mead," said Sarah. Her voice dropped as she thought of what her foster mother would say about that. She pushed that away too for in reality she wasn't really that lady's daughter. So maybe her rules didn't apply?

No its just your wearing coat in a desert... Roy looked over at the strange visitor.

hhhhh

"What are you staring at?" asked Sarah light heartedly to the man she suspected was a criminal. She felt his eyes penetrate into her own. Her eyes sparkled with playfulness and a fun sense of humor.

Originally posted by She Seduced
][yeah ice was a luxury, but they did have ice. I asked my mom lol sorry about that. Dry means no ice anyways.][

((No offense, but how do you get a block of ice however many thousand miles from someplace that is both humid and cold enough for ice to form to the middle of the Nevada desert before it melts? 😛))

She looked at Jim, and chugged down her whiskey quick and fast. She then stood up, put her hands on her guns. With them still down by her waiste, she pulled the trigger, shooting a beer glass on a table about 10 feet away, and then shooting the bullzeye on the Darts board. She sneered, licked her lips and sat back down.

Originally posted by Darth Revan
((No offense, but how do you get a block of ice however many thousand miles from someplace that is both humid and cold enough for ice to form to the middle of the Nevada desert before it melts? 😛))

][could we PLEASE ARGUE ABOUT HIS. who cares. I didnt know we were in nevada so scuse me. SORRY i admit now Im wrong. lets get on with this precious. lol][

Suddenly (sheseduced hat) flew off right into the wall. Roy was holding his revolver, he then put it back into the holster chuckling. Whispers from around the bar were heard: Did you see them shoot?? That guy looks like the Lonely GUnner... And that lady..WoW..

Originally posted by She Seduced
She looked at Jim, and chugged down her whiskey quick and fast. She then stood up, put her hands on her guns. With them still down by her waiste, she pulled the trigger, shooting a beer glass on a table about 10 feet away, and then shooting the bullzeye on the Darts board. She sneered, licked her lips and sat back down.

"I see," Jim said. "Did you come in before or after I told rocket boy here about the sharp-shooting contest tomorrow?"

((heh, sorry, I just like picking on people for mundane things 😛))

Sarah rasied her eyebrow at the woman who had hit the wine glass in question. I wonder why she did that? Sarah silently asked herself. She only practiced that stuff when she was by herself way in the desert.

Originally posted by <Tidus>
Suddenly (sheseduced hat) flew off right into the wall. Roy was holding his revolver, he then put it back into the holster chuckling. Whispers from around the bar were heard: Did you see them shoot?? That guy looks like the Lonely GUnner... And that lady..WoW..

The womans red curly hair fell to her shoulders, and her hand caught her hat before it touched the ground. Her green eyes were bright but yet harsh and cold. She flashed a grin, and flipped the hat back on her head.
"Very Good." she whispered tipping her hat to the man. "Just coming through, didnt hear about no sharp shoot'n." she said, as another drink was placed in her hand. She chugged it quick and stood up looking at Jim. "But I guess, it wouldnt hurt to try out." she winked.

Sarah's face tilted as she watched the two experienced gunners. It seemed that she had found something interesting to watch in this very normal bustling town.

((Oh 😮 I didn't say you all did. I just wanted a different character.

Name: Mry
Nickname: None yet
Age: 27
Occupation: Ranch owner and animal breeder
Personality: Hard headed, difficult, cunning, very outgoing.
Appearance: Brown hair that just barely touches her shoulders. Brown eyes that show how hard her ranch life had made her.))

Mry sat at the bar. Her hat covering her eyes as she down her whisky. She paid the bartender before accidently bumping into Jim.

][another hardass girl. IM DOWN

Name-Ivory Samuel
Alias- THEY CALL ME TATER SALAD (just kidding) Poison Ivy Red, Dirty Red, Cold Eyes, Speedy Sam (sometimes she's mistaken for a man), but mostly Poison Ivy Red.
Age- 25
Occupation- Bounty Hunter, for the most part.
Personality- Take no shit kind of gal, firey, tough, and traveled alone.
Appearance- Fair skinned, bright green eyes, long red curly hair full lips, slender build.

][ps: after tonight is my bday tomorrow, so ill be moving out. so im done. i love you dudes. <3 but until like 12 am im still here][

((dammit 🙁))

((BYE))