OOC and Casting Call: Aurora Borealis

[Maid of Marvels]

Discovery of gold on Bonanza Creek, a tributary of the Klondike River on 17 August 1896, by George and Kate Carmack and their Tagish First Nation friends Dawson Charlie and Skookum Jim, marked the beginning of what is often considered the world's greatest gold rush. The Klondike Gold Rush only lasted until 1899, but its legacy changed the Yukon forever.

"Neither law nor order prevailed, honest persons had no protection from the gang of rascals who plied their nefarious trade," wrote mounted police officer Sam Steele, describing the scene at the base of the treacherous Chilkoot Pass the following spring when over 100,000 men and women arrived in the Yukon. "Might was right; murder, robbery, and petty theft were common occurences."

Avalanches, drownings, typhoid, spinal meningitis and scurvy claimed many lives. Of the tens of thousands who actually made it to the Bonanza, only a handful found fortunes.

Fascination with the discovery of gold lives on in the imagination of every person possessing the spirit of adventure.

Join us in the fictional town of Carmack, located at the confluence of the Klondike and Yukon Rivers. With an influx of over 40,000 people a month, the "town" was more a city -- with an opera house, theaters and at its heart the building where most of our story will take place: a gambling house/saloon/hotel called the Aurora Borealis.

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Looking for prospectors, Mounties (they moved into the Yukon Territory in 1894), gamblers, percentage girls, entrepreneurs (the mark-up was a 600% profit!). You name it and you can probably play it.

We would like to see a nice combination of veteran writers and newcomers as well. No part is too large or too small. Please post your characters here for consideration.

There are, of course, some main characters in the play which have been claimed in advance. I will post a list of the players as they reveal themselves.

Thanks,

~Maid

And so we begin... Aurora Borealis

 

[boatwarrior]

Ill be Sergeant Derick Provon of the RCMP
5'10" 175
Brown hair
Blue Eyes
Stationed in Carmack at the onset of 1897. Not really a crooked cop, but not know for being totally honest either.

 

[Guest]

Edited for re-casting .... :-D

Calley Fitzgerald, Irish, 20 years old, 5'7", Dark hair and blue eyes with pale flawless skin. Not conventionally pretty but attractive with a fine figure.

Came out with her parents, both of whom have died of typhus. Desperate for work but no push-over. Applies to the Aurora prepared to do what's necessary.

 

[poohlive]

Colin Arendt.
a 36 year old tall and lanky rat. Lives anyway and anyhow he can. Has been searching for his treasure in the Klondike almost since the beginning settlers made their way here. He has an innocent face, and a cheery smile, but don't let it fool you.
He'd steel the fillings out of your teeth if he thought he'd get a few coins for them.
Will do anything to get his fortune. He came all the way here from New York, and he deserves it. It's going to come to him, one way or another.
A very dangerous man, but charming too. A deadly combination if there ever was one.

 

[ariosto]

Rafe Salee

Gambler, montebank, pimp and con man...another words an upstanding citizen of Carmack.
Rafe had been run out of Dodge City, Tombstone, SanFranciso and a dozen other towns and cities across the wild wild west in the past 20 years and finally came to ground in the Yukon, where his skills at the poker and faro tables quickly got him a percentage interest in the 'Aurora' and a string of lusty Fancy Ladies (any one interested? ) whose amorous abilities and frontier alure have emptied the pockets of many a roughneck and
hardcase.
At 48 Rafe is feeling the bite of age, but his dark slender good looks, graying hair and devastating smile still can charm the gold from a skinflint and the knickers off a spinster.

One thing though...
Rafe is more than he seems and has a dark and looming secret that may just catch up with him one day...stay tuned.

 

[Shylady]

Hanna Monroe

A young bride who followed her husband to town. When he died she took their savings and opened a boarding house called Monroe house. She is a slim, with blonde hair and big blue eyes.Well known for her excellent cooking and clean rooms.

 

[papillon24]

Tamara washbrook aka Victoria

Tall with dark hair and a slender build.

Followed Rafe from one of the San Fran saloons when the glod rush began. One of his girls that brings in most of the customersdue to he exotic look.(half philipino half african american). Looks around 25 but no one really know her age sice she has worked in this business for so long.

 

[Light Ice]

Fellow Creator - Me!

Hey, so far the turn out has been great. Maid and I came up with this idea shortly after I began the Snake River thread, and I left her to do the introduction.

She's definitely more capable as you see!

So, I just wanted to say thanks to all of you! I'm really anxious to start, so I couldn't keep my big trap shut. I just had to post! I'll give you a bit about John, my character, just to join the club. I need to write something or I'm going to detonate like a hand grenade!

John Thomson

A stranger in town, known only as Cowboy by many of the town's inhabitants. He keeps to himself, and has put a great deal of the money he made in the states to a small plot of land that sits up on a steep hill. He built a small, comfortable log cabin and work shed/stable. Prospecting now, quietly and secretly, he never stakes a claim. He comes to town only to buy supplies, and turn in the meek amounts of gold he's manages to find panning in the streams and creeks that criss-cross the mountain side. This has made him incredibly unpopular, often called a claim jumper because of his wandering method of panning whereever he sees fit.

 

[Roland Gilliad]

Name:Renè DeLaCroix.
Age: About 28
Hieght: 6'2
Weight: Average
A French National, immagrated to the United States in 1875, seeking the adventures of the New American Frontier. A self made man in the most literal sense, He made a small fortune by plying the metal trades in the american Midwest, using his charisma and smooth talking to convince a few wealthy investors to seek Iron and coal in regions...The profits have allowed him to live in a fairly comfortable lifestyle, but he is restless. He moved to the northeast in the hopes of finding some sort of adventure on the coast. Hearing of the great Gold Rush mere weeks after it's inception, he saw his chance for adventure again. He took all of his assets, selling his house and many of his unmovable possessions, He placed most of his fortune with a nearby bank, Took enough to supply him, and provide enough for travel throughout the northern reaches, and Made his way north through Canada, towards a Town he had a gut feeling would lead him to a great strike. Carmack. Still Fairly well supplied, he arrives in town with the gleam of a challange in his eye, Determined to strike it rich here - the money would be invaluable in furthering his insatable hunger for adventure. Or prehaps, somthing else might satsify it..

(This good? ^^

 

[Maid of Marvels]

The response has been overwhelming! Thank you all! (and to those who haven't "arrived" here yet as well)

I can't wait to see what you do when the main thread opens.

~Maid

 

[Graybread]

Young farm boy

Tad Meriwether, 18 year old run away farm boy from Pennsylvania.
6’ 1”, 220 lbs of lean muscle, and broad shoulders.
Blue eyes, sandy blonde hair, and the beginnings of a beard. English descent.
Shy, keeping to himself most of the time. Not well educated, but only because he’s not had the chance. Intelligent and a quick learner. Will do anything to earn his way. Helped his father and two younger brothers work the farm, but longed for adventure. Managed to save up $5.00, packed all his belongings, ran away in the middle of the night, and headed for the Yukon.

 

[Light Ice]

Bump

::Coughs and shamelessly bumps up the casting call::


Woo, sorry Maid...I ran out of all those flyers you gave me.

::Grin::


I had to do it the easy way.

 

[StarXChyld]

If I might. . .?

OOC: Can't resist those old Cowboy flicks!!! Hope this works for everyone.

IC: Daniel (Daphne) Littleton


She’d led a charmed life up until her 18th year.

The youngest child and only girl in a family of 7 boys, Daphne had little responsibilities while growing up on her father’s ranch in the Southwest Territory. When she’d offer to help out, her father would pat her head affectionately and tell her to go make herself pretty. She was the apple of his eye and he wanted nothing more from her than to marry well and give him lots of grandbabies. On that note, he’d sent her off East to the best boarding school he could afford, hoping that she’d find a perfect gentleman of a husband.

She’d been at school less than two weeks when the telegram arrived.

Dear Miss Littleton,

Regret to inform you <stop> Terrible war with Apaches <stop> Father and brothers all deceased <stop> Ranch destroyed <stop> Condolences <stop>

Father Timothy O’Malley



The telegram had fluttered from her hand as she fainted dead away. The next morning she awoke, collected her belongings and boarded the first stagecoach back West to salvage what was left of her life. The answer was Not Much.

Realizing she hadn’t the skills to rebuild a ranch, let alone run it, she sold what was salvagable at auction, except her prize mare, Nellie, that her daddy had bought for her as a child.

Before leaving town, she had cut the long blonde silken locks that her daddy had adored all those years. Then she’d bind her blossoming bosom and wiggled into a pair of dungarees, wiping the rouge from her cheeks. A couple of days in the brutal desert sun and she looked like a young dusty cowpoke and that suited her just fine.

She was off to discover America and beyond and didn’t need any hassles. Her new identity made it easy for her to slip in and out of towns unnoticed, until someone reached for his pocketwatch or billfold and found it gone. By then, she’d be gone as well, galloping to the outskirts of town ready to hit the next town.

By the time she arrived outside the Aurora Borealis, she’d taken on the name of Daniel Littleton and gotten pretty darn good at swigging whiskey, picking pockets and separating a gambling man from his winnings. From all she’d heard about the Carmack, she was hoping it would prove to be an especially generous stop.

 

[Tonsillitis]

Tonsillitis Jones

A small man with an unusual tendency toward cleanliness, I have long, scraggly hair a hoarse voice.

I come into Carmack perty regular, and frequent the Aurora, but I'm never seen with any of Lou's "girls".

My claim is just upriver from Lars Linquist, a quiet Swede who never says or does much. He never takes credit or asks for it.

 

[Tibxo]

James Masterton

A well-educated Englishman (judging from the accent and mannerisms) in his 30s, he has apparently come to America to make a new life for himself in the 'Land of the Free'.

However, he soon finds that life in the West is not easy, as his rescuer can attest to when he is found (hopefully) half-dead just outside town.

This is a really good idea that the two of you (Maid and Ice) have thought up together. Mind if I play?

 

[Miss Behavin']

Frenchie Silverheels

She was born Abigail Holbrook (shudder) but Frenchie sounds tres chic, n'est pas?

Lusty, busty and tres jolie, Frenchie left her past behind and created a whole new life for herself in the Yukon. Straight from Paris (Okay, Paris, Texas--but who's quibbling?), she's one of Miss Lou's best girls, stashing the cash while keeping herself in eau de cologne and designer dresses from Paree.

 

[Maid of Marvels]

Re: James Masterton

A well-educated Englishman (judging from the accent and mannerisms) in his 30s, he has apparently come to America to make a new life for himself in the 'Land of the Free'.

However, he soon finds that life in the West is not easy, as his rescuer can attest to when he is found (hopefully) half-dead just outside town.

Please, PLEASE will you rescue me, Oh Marvelous One?

This is a really good idea that the two of you (Maid and Ice) have thought up together. Mind if I play?

I considered whether or not to let you write with us, Mr. Smarty Pants Tibvo. You begged so nicely *pointing up* that I just couldn't resist. So yes... You can play.

I'll be along to discover you directly. You just wait right there, k?

Oh... and thanks for the compliment, Tibvolicious. I've had this idea bouncing around for a very long time. If it hadn't been for Light, it might never have been.

Thanks, Light. Couldn't have done it without you.

Look for the thread by the weekend. There are a couple of players who haven't announced themselves, but I know who they are and I will hunt them down and drag them back if need be. Happy posting.

~Maid

 

[prometheus 2]

Ringo

Things got kinda quiet down in Dodge City, everybody just disappeared, it seemed, around christmas of last year so I decided to mosey on up to Alaska. Used to be an outlaw with a quick hand in the street and a slow one in the bedroom. (probably still am, it seems to be fashionable these days.) Love the ladies and they're all ladies far as I'm concerned and thats the way I treat them. Traded in my cowboy hat (it was full of hole anyway) for a wool stocking cap and my six guns for a good rifle. Swapped my horse for a team of huskies and staked my claim just north of town. If the doors to the Aurora Borealis are open to me I'd like to come insde and join the fun. tall 6'2" lanky, dark hair dark eyes. a bit rough around the edges.

OOC: this is gonna' be great fun ...now if we could omly get Ari to draw us a map so's we don't get lost or...shot for jumping someone elses claim or ....wife or girlfriend... lol... wouldn't that be something huh

 

[Tibxo]

Did I say that???

Please, PLEASE will you rescue me, Oh Marvelous One?

Hmmm.

Did I actually say that?

*Looking at my original post*.

I am sure that I didn't.

 

[Maid of Marvels]

Don't try to blame it on a glitch, Oh Cheeky One. You whispered it. I heard you LOUD and CLEAR.

 

[Tibxo]

Don't try to blame it on a glitch, Oh Cheeky One. You whispered it. I heard you LOUD and CLEAR.

Whut!!!???

When?

Actually, I was hoping that Messa (Corrr! She's got a sexy AV) would do the rescuing

(heh heh)

 

[Maid of Marvels]

Be careful what you wish for, Tibvolicious.

 

[Messalina]

TibvoLICIOUS!

Your wish is my command.

You know you want me!

 

[Tibxo]

I was joking, joking!!!!

*Staggering away holding my stomach*

 

[Berthorga]

Hey! Don't start too soon!! I'll post a bio the beginning of next week.