A tale set in the wildwest..1896

[goddessofdarkness]

A tale set in the wildwest..1896( open thread)

OOC Ok in this thread I need characters. The setting is 1896 wildwest, in Arizona territory. I will play the part of MaryBeth she's 19 years old who's father just dies leaving her and her lil 18 yr old sister a 126 acre ranch. Her father had enemies and they r trying to take the ranch from her. They try to rape her, thinking if one of them get her pregnant she will have to marry him..but the new ranch hand saves her from this. Ok I need 3 guys to play Dean, Charles, and Teddy, these r the bad guys. I need a guy to play the new ranch hand..I also need a few girls to play various parts. Pick what u want and lets play....I'll do the rest of my bio in a bit..



OOC MaryBeth Nelson a stunning 19 yr old with waist length black hair, a peaches n creame complextion..34d-27-34 and emerald green eyes. Shes rather short only 5'4..

 

[goddessofdarkness]

I need players.

Please, anyone can join..I still need 3 bad guys, and several girls, and other ppl for the work around the ranch...more ranch hands that will play a small part in this thread. Also towns ppl, like a priest, a shop girl, saloon girls, and a school teacher. Oh and can't forget the mayor of the territory.

 

[cmondei]

Jenny Nelson

OOC Jenny Nelson a stunning 18 yr old with shoulder length blonde hair, a pale white complextion..32b breasts and bright blue eyes. She's shorter than her sister (like their mother was) only 4'8. But what she lacks in age, she makes up for with imagination (often troublesome imagination).

 

[goddessofdarkness]

The M J Ranch...

MaryBeth sat on the veranda thinking about what she was going to do about the morgage loan that was soon coming due at the bank. Mr. Peterman was rather harsh when the payments were late, he didn't care who it was. The ranch is rather large, having 150 acres, and 200 head cattle..horses, and burrows. But the other ranches were fighting over land rights. In the past year there has been "mysterious" cattle disappearances..supposed accidental fires, and the like..it has become a war in the territory. Living here was a nightmare at times. It has gotten worse here in the house. Jenny was acting wilder by the day..she is cold at times..and moody. She was so hurt when Daddy died..But then she started over doing her flirting with the hands...Pressing herself against them, and teasing them till they start to squirm...Knowing what they were feeling MaryBeth is jealous that her sister can act so freely and not be horrified with shame...She always wished to be like her lil sister, fair, and bold as she is. Sitting there deep intrenched in her own thoughts she doesn't hear a man slowing walking up the front slate walk. She sits there lightly tugging on a loose lock of hair that has fallen. He stops at the bottom of the steps..shy of 5 feet from her. Quietly observering her with a grin on his thin lips. "Ma'am?" ....

 

[RedMageNeko]

Watcher

Archer Fullman

Once upon a time he was a U.S. Marshall, protecting the good folk of the Arizona Territory. But he grew a little to fond of dealing out justice before trial and people were starting to ask questions. Rather then risk getting himself thrown into jail, he left, taking his badge with him. Currently he's working for Mr. Peterman as a "debt collector" of sorts, using his past knowledge and badge to get his way into the overdue's house without raising suspision. He makes sure that people pay or that they "mysteriously" vanish, leaving his boss to collect their belongings to pay on his debt. He never goes anywhere without his trusty Winchester Rifle and he's quite the shot with it.

Description: 6'4, black hair, dark green eyes, looks to be in his late 20's to early 30's. Quite handsome, with a disarming smile that can turn into a cruel sneer in a split second.

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Stroking Onyx's neck softly, I watched the ranch from a distance, hidden in the shade of a tree. The large black stallion beneath me lifted its head to the touch and I grinned lightly. He was getting eager, just like I was. Waiting had never been my strong point. Mr. Peterson wanted this ranch and he wanted it bad. The cash slipping into my pocket certainly made the effort worthwhile for me. Still, those two were being quite ....... stubborn. Fires, cattle scares, "rustlers", nothing would get them out of that ranch house.

I wasn't one for killin women folk, ..... at least, not for as much as I was getting paid. I told the old bastard I'd make the two disaper into the night for a bit more, but he held the purse strings tighter then a coyote's jaws on a fresh kill. So we had to come up with a new plan. It was the old man himself who had thought of it actually. I personally didn't think it would work, but if nothing else it would give me a bit of necessary "relaxation". They were both lookers, particularly the older of the two.

And since I was Mr. Peterson's little "ace in the hole", nobody round these parts saw me that much. These young things would be more then happy to let me in once I flashed the old steel star. And once I left after doing my job, they'd think someone had bought off the Marshall's, so they wouldn't go running to them either. Simple, clean, and most of all, fun.

Kicking Onyx gently, I sent the beast trotting towards the road. Time to get payed.

 

[goddessofdarkness]

Need a new ranch hand..

OOC I will need a good guy to play the new ranch hand...his part is next, so plz post it..thank you.

 

[RedMageNeko]

Henry Thale

Dark brown hair, grey eyes, very muscular and covered in calluses and such. 24.

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Running the back of my hand across my sweaty forehead, I cracked my neck silently, digging my hands harder into the shaft of the pitchfork as I threw another load of hay aside, having spent two hours in the hay loft. A lot of the hands had either left or were talking about it, so I was doing three times the normal work. Still, I guess I couldn't complain to much. I'd know the girls since they were just lil things, back when I was a kid myself. Couldn't very well abandon them when they needed me.

Though to be honest with myself, I'd always had a bit of a crush on them. But who could blame me? They were beautiful women. To beautiful for a guy like me.

 

[slippedhalo]

Widow Willows: School Teacher/Charity Organizer/Gossip Extraordinaire

OOC: Still need a lady? I would be interested in playing the nosey, repressed Widow Willows. Tell me what you think.

Francesca Willows

Age: 29
Long red hair, pale porcelain skin, large brown eyes, petite, cute feminine figure but she's all buttoned up and hardly shows her figure at all.

She's the town's school teacher by day. Widow Willows is also the town gossip and 'bible beater', mostly out of boredom and repression since her husband, Reverend Earl Willows died three years ago of a stroke (he was older than her at fity-eight).

 

[Flying_Ace00]

Lance never got tired of working on this ranch. Even after all of the nights when he would come home tired and sore from all of the work he had done. He was a fairly new ranch hand and he was very young. Only about 25 years old with a young and defined body. He was about 6’1 brownish/blonde hair 180lbs and his appearance was very athletic. He was very simple and quiet yet very confident and a hard worker. One of the best parts of the job was who he worked for. He loved being around gorgeous young women and they drove him crazy. With MaryBeth’s long black hair and curvy body to Jenny’s short blonde hair and powerful blue eyes Lance would think to himself how beautiful yet mature these young women were. He was crazy about both of them. Both of them got to Lance, MaryBeth in her small flirty ways and Jenny in her bold aggressive moves.

Everyday Lance gets up, puts on his pants, shirt, boots, and cowboy hat as he gets ready to head out to the ranch and get to work at this always exciting ranch. He smiles to himself wondering what the day would hold…

 

[goddessofdarkness]

The new ranch hand...

Jessie Mac Cormick was a man who could fight the hardest of them cowpokes in Texas where he was from. Being a big man of 6'8 and having muscle rippling all over he was as strong as 10 bulls...His light hair being wildly tossled around his face..having a strong, square chin, and sharp, piercing sky blue eyes, he has an aristacratic large nose, in a well defined chiseled face. His skin was a deep golden tone, telling of his days spent mostly in the wild.Being a cowboy by birth, his pa was killed in a cattle drive, his ma at his birth...Yes he has known his share of pain, but he moves on, always to the next town, the next job. He lived and breathed ranch life, it has been all he's known. This next job was in Los Cross,
( fictional town) a county in Arizona Territory.


Arriving at his destination, he's pulls back lightly on the reins of his palomeno gelding...Lighttail...He looks around at the place..it's a huge farm house with several outbuildings scattered around it. All the buildings were of very dark blood brick, save the barn and the bunkhouse which were of dark wood, it was quite pretty. He notices a small dark hair woman sitting on the veranda of the farmhouse. She is sitting there quite still...her hair cascading down over her lush breasts. She seems to be lost in another world as Jessie aproaches her..being a light footed man for his size, she doesn't hear him...she starts to twist a lock of her gloriously shiny hair..this catches his approving eye...his grins softly..."Ma'am..?"

 

[goddessofdarkness]

sorry

OOC Until I find a new guy, I'll play Jessie..someone can take him over later if they want..and welcome to my story..;-)

 

[slippedhalo]

Widow Willows

Francesca Willows had just finished early morning prayers and set to getting her things ready to leave for the schoolhouse. The children were organizing for the spring spelling bee and she was as excited as they were as they had some mighty good spellers competing this year and as the town's school-teacher she had to make a great impression with those kids.

As she made her way into town on foot she listened to the local talk, a pious woman, she never really engaged in gossip, just in reporting the facts, although there were so many facts and she knew them all...

The morning was spent with mathematics and handwriting. The practice for spelling would be after recess along with some reading of psalms out loud and a history lesson. It was when she'd taken the children out for recess that she saw the new farmhand for the Nelson Ranch riding through town. He tipped his hat to her and she bowed her head, blushing a little as she waved a friendly hello. Gosh, he was a good looking man! She hoped nothing ontoward would happen between him and the lady of the house...

The rest of the day went by quickly, her mind wandering to the new man in town, Francesca had some new 'facts' to consider...

 

[goddessofdarkness]

Hi players!

My we do have a couple of sexxy guys here..lol Well I guess we r all sexxy huh? lol Ok we r doing well..It's time for Sis to start acting naughty..lol

 

[The_gladiator]

Well Howdy Y'all
iffen it wouldn't be too much trouble, I'd like to be claimin the roll of Jessy, your ranch hand
Iffen this isn't a problem, jesses let me know, and I'll take him over

Sorry for the accent, couldn't resist

 

[goddessofdarkness]

MaryBeth...

Being so lost in her own thoughts, she didn't hear the soft footed man walk up to the veranda...Upon hearing his voice, she jumps, nearly toppling off her perch..on the swing..leaning forward precariously she starts to fall...Jessy, moving at lighting speed, jumps the steps and was at her side within moments..breaking her fall to the hard wood veranda...holding her till she rights herself..she gasps sharply...making a soft Oh sound. She breaths in his manly, woodsy scent..feeling quite light-headed from the experiance. " Oh my thank u so very much...I'm so clumsey at times.." she laughs softly, a soft tinkling sound to his ears. Looking up and up still she locks on the most bluest of blue eyes she's ever seen. "Umm are u Jessy? I've been expectin u.." Smiling softly at him, she shakes his hand.." I'm MaryBeth, I'll b ur boss..." Grinning slightly at the irony of bossing this huge man around." I hope u can help us keep those dang rustlers away, they've become quite a nuance!" she says to him, her cheek pinkin slightly from her trying to keep her anger from showing...

 

[The_gladiator]

Jessy Mac Cormick
(two Gun Tex)

Born the son of a scots irish father and his sweedish wife, and raised in the hills of the Appalachians, Jessy was out doors often.
He went west to seek riches, and adventure.
He ended up in texas and New Mexico, where he gained the nickname Two Gun Tex, or Tex for short. He was a staunch defender of right, and since he was big, people often picked fights with him, to prove they were better than the big guy. But his imposing physical size, and strength from hurding cattle and hauling feed, and his skill with the two six guns he wore at either hip soon caused men to steer clear of him. He kept working his way west, he hadn't bought into the gold rush into the great white north of alaska, prefering to stay with his cattle in the no holds barred west.

He tethered his gelding to a post as he approached with catlike silence and when he spoke he startled the poor woman. Certainly not what he had intended.
He took two steps forward and caught her, steadying her before putting her small feet back on solid ground once again. "Watch it there ma'am. Didnah mean to scare you." he said smiling. His accent was a jumble of scot, irish and southern draul. "Yes I would be Jessy Mac Cormick, please, call me Tex, everyone does." he said doffing his hat as he bowed slightly to her. "surrin we'll keep an eye out for those russlers ma'am. Can't let em get you." he said. "You or this here ranch."

 

[slippedhalo]

Francesca Willows was on her way home from school and decided to take the long way back which just happened to pass by the Nelson Rance...she was curious if the farmhand would be around at all for her to welcome to their little town. Come to think of it, Marybeth did still have that book Fancesca had loaned her a couple of months ago. Now might be the perfect time to stop by for a little visit and see if Marybeth was finished with it. She walked past the big pond and up the tree lined drive toward the front porch of the ranch.

 

[incubus_rock]

hey, i don't have the time to at this very second but in a few hours, i will deffinatly join in, i would really like to play the new ranch hand, assuming it is still available?

 

[slippedhalo]

OOC:That's taken but the town gossip/church lady/school-teacher needs someone to flirt with. Want to be the new Reverend at the church,or the owner of the towns main store and mercatile? Then, we can write together.

 

[cmondei]

Attn: Lance

Jenny Nelson (the younger, blonde sister)

OCC: I'm really not comfortable with the whole Church Leader Seduction plot... it creeps me out and turns me off... I mean I know they're people too, but I don't like thinking of stuff like that... So please, if you do join, please consider me.
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From my second-story bedroom window I stared out across the yard down a Lance's young hard body wondering if he could see me through the glass. I was used to him being around, and I liked to tease him too, but now, at this moment, I was only thinking of how much I'd like him up here with me, without stopping at that "teasing" point; how I'd like to feel his thick hard cock slide into my pale white body... My fingers slid beneath my shirt and danced across my tummy as I watched him work, his big strong arms and his round ass hidden beneath his tight jeans.
He was older than me, but men liked that, didn't they? He was only about 25 years old with a young and defined body. At 6’1, he was a lovely hight and as I stared down at him I couldn't help but day-dream of reaching up to run my fingers through his short brownish/blonde hair; my shoulder-length blonde hair and powerful blue eyes resting against his broad, strong chest. As I thought of the way his body would feel my fingers began to dance more rapidly and slither lower down my navel.
Biting my lip in anticipation, I ran across my room, shut my bedroom door, and returned to the window, watching him. I let myself drift off to an imaginary world where he was here with me; my fingers tucked quickly between my thighs, and there I was, touching myself passionately in front of the window, looking down from the second-story in my bedroom, flickering my fingertips across my own moistening interests as I imagined Lance slipping his thick cock between my thighs!

 

[Flying_Ace00]

attn: CM

It was almost sunset now and Lance was becoming tired now as he made his last trip to the barn to check on the horses. His muscles were bulging from all the work as sweat ran down his body. He picked up a glass of water and then poured some over his hair and shook trying to cool himself off from the hot summer desert sun. He then set the glass back down and began to gather his things before heading in for the night. He then looked up to the house as he started to walk to his room when he looked up into the second story window and saw Jenny staring out at him. He looked up and smiled and cocked his head up at her nodding. He then put his head down and smiled to himself. He was thinking about that cute petite pale body and how sweet and sexy she was. His mind began to wonder, thinking about that soft smooth skin and rubbing his hand slowly up her thighs feeling her wetness. Then running his hands up feeling her smooth chest and kissing her deeply, their bodies pressing together. His mind was running wild thinking about her tight sweet body and the smell he was imagining was driving him crazy. By the time he shook off the thoughts in his mind he had a thick and long erection pressing against his tight jeans as he headed into his bedroom for the night, he smiled again, thinking about Jenny and what she was doing as he knew what he would be doing next…

 

[goddessofdarkness]

MaryBeth...

As she stands there listening to him all she could think about was sexy drawl...wondering what it would sound like in a whisper tone...right up against her small, shell sized ear. Watching him as he moves his hands about, she wonders what they would feel like along her silken flesh...her nipples harden at the thought. She blushes and turns away slightly..showing him her well curved backside. " Yes ...yes we do need alot of help here, many of the other hands have left...more will leave unless something changes. So now I will tell you what your duties will be,.." She pauses seeing Lance start to walk acrossed the yard. She grins as he stops dead in his tracks and stares at the second floor window...Knowing who was up there..she giggles softly..."Silly girl!" she thinks to herself.."She'll have him in her bed yet.." Turning her attention back to Jessy she continues with her lost thought.." Yes now you will be on guard duty till about midnight...Get some sleep and start on fixin a broken fence in the north pasture..russlers got most of the fence in that area..so we have alot of work to do" she pauses again to make sure he was listening...looking into his eyes, she is mesmerized " his eyes are so beautiful..I could never get tired of looking at him" she sighs softly to herself.."Do you have any questions Tex?" she asks softly...

 

[The_gladiator]

Jessy Mac Cormick
(two gun tex)

the large man shakes his head. I'll talk with the other hands, figure out anything else needs a doin. Is there a head ranch hand, or do we all just answer to you?" he asks.
"Is there anything else I can do for you tonight?" he asked, "Oh also ma'am, where am I to be beddin down?" he asked.

 

[goddessofdarkness]

MaryBeth...

" No that's all for now, and yes you will sleep in the bunkhouse..bunk two in number three room..and yes you answer to me.." Smiling softly at him..dismissing him she turns around and seeing Miz Willow, " Hello Miz Willow, how are you today..and what can I help you with?" Shaking her hand..

 

[slippedhalo]

"Hello Mrs. Willows, how are you today... and what can I help you with?" asked Mary Beth.

Francesca smiled warmly, making sure to get an eyeful of the new farmhand as she shook her hostess's hand, "Oh, just on my way home from the schoolhouse and wanted to see how you've been feeling. And, also, I was wondering if you're finished with the book I loaned you. No hurry if you haven't finished, it's just all this preparation for the spelling bee has got my head thinking of words and books and I remembered it, that's all."

She turned to the handsome farmhand and smiled, "Mary Beth, aren't you going to introduce me to your guest here?" she asked hopefully.