Western RP: play thread

The redskin and Mry sat down. She spoke to him fluently in his language. He smiled. For a paleface, she wasn't completely cruel. "Deal." he said shaking her hand.

Mry nodded and tipped her hat. "good."

"My mother is dead so why does it matter what she thinks anymore?" asked Sarah before tears began to pour down her face. She charged out of the salon and collapsed on the porch.

"Honey, I didn't know you felt that way."

Jim slammed his shot glass back on the table after having finished off the whole bottle. A short, dangerous looking man in an expensive suit tapped on his shoulder. He was flanked by two huge goons. "Forgotten about a certain matter of unfinished business, have we?"

"Well now, I'm not so sure about that... Have I?"

The man nodded and motioned to a table across the room around which six shady-looking men were sitting. Jim raised his eyebrows. "Oh, right, the card game... Listen, I'll be right back, I need to go... Make sure my horse is alright..." Jim stood up and backed slowly to the door. When the two goons started following him, he turned and bolted outside, where he jumped off the boardwalk and landed neatly on his horse. He spun around and galloped off down the street.

(WOW! what happened to the story telling here? there's like 4 individual stories, and practically no character interaction!

might as well be 4 separate threads, written in Fiction Folder, or abandoned after all...

don't make me have to move Buddy Reno up from Texas, to Missouri, or Nevada, California... or where ever it is that this thing is-- or should I say is not happening!)

😄 just my opinion... but so far, the story is weak!

(( *sigh* SlickRick... I hate to seem like an ass, but unless you're going to join, get the hell out of my thread.))

(LoL)

Roy looked at the goons and the leader, the goons and the leader suddenly looked at him "Lonely Gunner!!" said one Goon looking at the wall which had a one million dollar reward for Lonely Gunner. "Cya" said Roy as he bashed his way out of the bar, got onto his horse.

Sarah pushed away form her step mother and headed into the direction of the goons. All at once they grabbed her and gagged her with a piece of a hankerchief. "Let me go!" she tried to say but it came out muffled. A man grabbed her and pressed a knife near her throat.

"You want her unharmed Lone Gunner?" asked the man gruffly.

"No, I want you dead" said ROy as he took out his revolver and shot one letting Sarah out of the hold.

((dudes... The goons are working for the poker guy... They're criminals too, and they have no affiliation with either of you two, as far as everyone knows. At least give some explanation of what the hell they're doing, or don't involve them with your characters at all...))

((<Tidus>, don't you think you're being a bit unreasonable with your $1000000 reward. Who would pay that for a single gunner?

Oh, btw, "A whiskey dry on the rocks" means a whiskey without ice with ice. On the rocks means with ice, and dry means without...

Anyway, how do I join?))

Originally posted by Darth Revan
((dudes... The goons are working for the poker guy... They're criminals too, and they have no affiliation with either of you two, as far as everyone knows. At least give some explanation of what the hell they're doing, or don't involve them with your characters at all...))

((No, go ahead and use the goons, just explain WHY they are bothering with you in the first place.

And Trickster, thank you for agreeing with me that Tidus' character is a little overboard... Just make a profile like the ones a few pages back, and post an intro))

Well, since I never fit in an Rp anyways, Mry and her friend stood to leave. She tippped her hat to Jim as she walked past him. She threw the double swinging doors open and walked through.

((Yeah, Ill change it to 10,000.......1,000,000 is jut toooo big.. And the grunts want me cuz I have 10,000 on my head! Who wont?))

Roy gallops on his hoarse to Mry(Telas char right?), Takes her by the neck, puts her on his hoarse and then points his revolver at her head while holding her. "Drop the weapons..." said Roy thinking the grunts were police.

Mry stiffened when she was pulled onto the horse. She had never imagined this could happen, at least not to her. She trembled in his grip.

"We dont care about her! She costs nothing! You cost 10,000!!!" shouted one of the grunts. "Shit! Your not the cops!" stated ROy "course were not! Now with your head.." said another grunt as they took out their weapons. Roy had no time to put Mry back on solid ground as he sped off toward the other direction out of the view of the grunts.

Mry didn't scream. She had never been a screamer. She felt weird.

Roy stopped when he realised Mry was still on the horse... "So what am I going to do with you... Feed you to the rats? Kill you?" muttered Roy to himself.

Mry's eyes narrowed. She didn't say anything. She knew he wouldn't really. "Do what you please, but no rats survive out here. So you won't have long."

"Your forgetting one thing mate, Im Lone Gunner.." said Roy.