DeeperWater
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Jackie Kelly and his brother Seth stood still, while the photographer's camera did it's work. Jackie, age twenty four, was the older of the brothers. He wore a nice pair of gray slacks and a matching vest, with a gray dress shirt, with the top button undone. He was handsome, in a rough sort of way, and had a derby hat on his head. On his hips, he wore his gun belt and in his right hand was his Colt revolver.
His brother Seth, two years his junior, had a similar build and look if not a bit more slender, but sported a thick moustache and shaggier hair. He wore brown slacks and a vest, with a brown tie. At his waist was also a six shooter and he also wore a hat, though it had a wider brim.
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The brothers had arrived in Carter City Colorado with two hundred dollars in their pockets and riding good quality mares. They and their gang had been robbing stage coaches and banks in Texas for a years now, and their reputations had grown. Three months ago, the gang had disbanded and they had headed out of Texas, to try to find a place to lay low. As they traveled, they spent much of their money on whores and drinking, but there was still some left.
Their careers as criminals had began when a local land baron had run them off of their father's ranch, by using devious means. He had not only poisoned their water supply, but set their barn on fire and eventually simply had a band of masked men attack and kill their father. The land baron had owned the bank in the closest town. They did not have any proof that he was the one committing the crimes, so they had robbed his bank in retribution. They had also intended to gun down the land baron, but he had been to heavily protected. The villain had issued a reward for their capture and so they had run. Once they started running, they never stopped.
After a long while, the photographer closed the shutter and promised to have the picture ready in the morning. They shook his hand and headed out onto the bright streets of Carter City.
Carter City was a boom town, created when the mountains nearby had proved to contain gold. Quick as a wink, the government had stepped in and thrown the Injuns off of the land, which had been theirs according to treaty. This was done so that God fearing Christians could come in, and rape the rocks for their gold.
Overnight a town had sprung up, full of temporary buildings and temporary merchants. Everything you could need was available, from a bath, to a shave, to a steak dinner, to a whore. The boys already gotten cleaned up and were headed toward the Golden River Saloon, to get a meal and a bed for the night.
As they walked down the wooden sidewalks, wagons and horses went past. The road was dirt and contained the droppings of horses, so most folks kept to the sidewalks. They tipped their hats to pretty ladies and joked with each other, often shoving and lightly punching.
Finally they arrived at the casino and pushed their way through the swinging doors. The floors, the walls and the ceiling were all made of wood. There was saw dust on the floor, to absorb spilled whiskey and beer. Behind the long bar stood a bear of a man in a dirty apron. His curly hair hung down to his shoulders and a thick beard curled over his massive chest. He was wiping mugs with a dirty rag and threw a dark look at them, as they entered.
The round tables and wooden chairs all showed signs of repairs. At half the tables sat men, drinking, swearing, scratching and gambling. Most were cowboys or local laborers, looking to blow of some steam. A few wore fancier duds, and were obviously gamblers or traveling salesmen. The brothers grinned at each other and sat down at table in the corner, away from the plate glass window, which miraculously was intact.
ooc: You can play whoever you wish. You can be a saloon girl, or someone looking for some help. I don't want to get caught in some room upstairs for the entire game (though I am not against that). Hopefully we can have a real adventure. There are two brothers, because we can kill one off, as some point, to create drama.
His brother Seth, two years his junior, had a similar build and look if not a bit more slender, but sported a thick moustache and shaggier hair. He wore brown slacks and a vest, with a brown tie. At his waist was also a six shooter and he also wore a hat, though it had a wider brim.
http://tengossip.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/06/kellan-lutz-cowboy.jpg
The brothers had arrived in Carter City Colorado with two hundred dollars in their pockets and riding good quality mares. They and their gang had been robbing stage coaches and banks in Texas for a years now, and their reputations had grown. Three months ago, the gang had disbanded and they had headed out of Texas, to try to find a place to lay low. As they traveled, they spent much of their money on whores and drinking, but there was still some left.
Their careers as criminals had began when a local land baron had run them off of their father's ranch, by using devious means. He had not only poisoned their water supply, but set their barn on fire and eventually simply had a band of masked men attack and kill their father. The land baron had owned the bank in the closest town. They did not have any proof that he was the one committing the crimes, so they had robbed his bank in retribution. They had also intended to gun down the land baron, but he had been to heavily protected. The villain had issued a reward for their capture and so they had run. Once they started running, they never stopped.
After a long while, the photographer closed the shutter and promised to have the picture ready in the morning. They shook his hand and headed out onto the bright streets of Carter City.
Carter City was a boom town, created when the mountains nearby had proved to contain gold. Quick as a wink, the government had stepped in and thrown the Injuns off of the land, which had been theirs according to treaty. This was done so that God fearing Christians could come in, and rape the rocks for their gold.
Overnight a town had sprung up, full of temporary buildings and temporary merchants. Everything you could need was available, from a bath, to a shave, to a steak dinner, to a whore. The boys already gotten cleaned up and were headed toward the Golden River Saloon, to get a meal and a bed for the night.
As they walked down the wooden sidewalks, wagons and horses went past. The road was dirt and contained the droppings of horses, so most folks kept to the sidewalks. They tipped their hats to pretty ladies and joked with each other, often shoving and lightly punching.
Finally they arrived at the casino and pushed their way through the swinging doors. The floors, the walls and the ceiling were all made of wood. There was saw dust on the floor, to absorb spilled whiskey and beer. Behind the long bar stood a bear of a man in a dirty apron. His curly hair hung down to his shoulders and a thick beard curled over his massive chest. He was wiping mugs with a dirty rag and threw a dark look at them, as they entered.
The round tables and wooden chairs all showed signs of repairs. At half the tables sat men, drinking, swearing, scratching and gambling. Most were cowboys or local laborers, looking to blow of some steam. A few wore fancier duds, and were obviously gamblers or traveling salesmen. The brothers grinned at each other and sat down at table in the corner, away from the plate glass window, which miraculously was intact.
ooc: You can play whoever you wish. You can be a saloon girl, or someone looking for some help. I don't want to get caught in some room upstairs for the entire game (though I am not against that). Hopefully we can have a real adventure. There are two brothers, because we can kill one off, as some point, to create drama.
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