darkpsy1986
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Name: Jack Roberts.
Age: 30
Looks: Dirty tan skin, athletic build, slick black hair with 5 o clock shadow
Occupation: train robber/ former union soldier
"Hands up ladies and gents. This is a stick up." the man in the aisle of the train car yelled. "All we want is your valuables so when my associates approach you. No struggle just fork it over."
Jack want from seat to seat with a burlap sack and his revolver. "If everybody mind their manners this moment will go by quickly." he assured the passengers. Slowly they filled the sack with coins, pocket watches, money clips and anything else shiny. As they reach the end of the cart they open the door to run.
"Thank you for your generosity." the loud mouth said as they jumped on their horses and ride to the forrest.
Jack say at the campfire and looked over his share of the haul. He was a far cry from being the soldier he once was. But when the war ended the lists of jobs for him was nonexistent.
"Good haul right Jack." his partner bill said as he sat next to him. "We head into a town with these and we won't have to hit another train again."
Jack picked up his bag and headed to his horse. "Good cause I'm out." he tells him before riding down the road. After an hour of riding he rode up to a small town. Stepping towards the general store to buy some supplies.
Age: 30
Looks: Dirty tan skin, athletic build, slick black hair with 5 o clock shadow
Occupation: train robber/ former union soldier
"Hands up ladies and gents. This is a stick up." the man in the aisle of the train car yelled. "All we want is your valuables so when my associates approach you. No struggle just fork it over."
Jack want from seat to seat with a burlap sack and his revolver. "If everybody mind their manners this moment will go by quickly." he assured the passengers. Slowly they filled the sack with coins, pocket watches, money clips and anything else shiny. As they reach the end of the cart they open the door to run.
"Thank you for your generosity." the loud mouth said as they jumped on their horses and ride to the forrest.
Jack say at the campfire and looked over his share of the haul. He was a far cry from being the soldier he once was. But when the war ended the lists of jobs for him was nonexistent.
"Good haul right Jack." his partner bill said as he sat next to him. "We head into a town with these and we won't have to hit another train again."
Jack picked up his bag and headed to his horse. "Good cause I'm out." he tells him before riding down the road. After an hour of riding he rode up to a small town. Stepping towards the general store to buy some supplies.