The Outlaw from the West

[Drakkwall]

The Outlaw from the West


By Drakkwall​

My name is Jack, Jack the Reaper, and I am what people call an outlaw, I was born in the desert sands of Kaind, a land populated by all manners of criminals and outlaws, thus anyone born in this country is put down as an outlaw from birth. We had no choice in what we were, we were made into what we are by the official laws of the more 'civilized countries', thus making it impossible for us to live normal lives as bounty hunters travel through our lands hunting high bounties, killing anyone in their way as we're outlaws we are not counted as living beings and are thus allowed to be killed.

And caravans travel through the lands as there's no need to pay passage in a lawless land. Their stampeding wagons and riders trample down many of our few homes and the guards are almost eager to shoot down anything they see. I have no real father, my mother was of a nomadic tribe from the far south, she was born in this land while they traveled through it and thus she was branded an outlaw as well, she was given away to a local to be taken care of.

My mother's name is Sarah, originally it was Saraaqh, which means Blue Eyes in her tribe's tongue, but everybody calls her Sarah. It was a harsh childhood for anyone and most children in this lawless desert dies before their second year, but my mother survived. At the age of sixteen my mother's surrogate family were killed by a horde of bounty hunters, my mother was raped by all of the bounty hunters for the next two weeks until she slit their throat in their sleep and escaped. From that rape I was born, yet another outlaw of this hellhole. But something is weird about me which no one understands but I have a theory of my own.

You see, I am not a race of any manner, when I was born I came out in the shape of an egg and when it hatched I came out as a cobra, oh? Did I forget to mention that in the world of Zodiac are all intelligent and self aware beings anthros, or furries, humanoidic animals with the capacity of speech and intelligence. Humans? No there exist no humans on this world, whatever they are.

Back to the story, I was born a cobra, and yet my mother is a zebra, thus by logic people would assume I got it from one of the rapists. But the child of a mammal female is always directly born out of the womb like all mammals and not in the shape of an egg like a reptile. And I showed high intelligence even at such an age and could speak within three weeks after my birth, and not only that I have the ability to transform myself into anything which genetic structure I have in my body, or have consumed, in other words, I can transform into any creature my body have gained genetic structure from be it from digestion, bites or such things.

I have come to call myself a Shapeshifter, and I also have a theory on why I became what I am. I assume that the collective sperm inside my mother's womb made it for the cells to mixed with each other and somehow created a hybrid cell which I was born from, and the remaining sperm was absorbed by my growing body and the remaining sperm hardened into an egg like shell around my body as I grew. At least that's my theory on how I came to be in this world and how I am able to transform by body.

I was raised by my mother and she is a wonderful mother even though she's still young. For her tribe ages very slowly, the southern zebras can live for over two hundred years and thus she's only a young woman when comparing the aging process of hers to normal anthros. She taught me how to find water, shelter and food, how to track, hide, sneak and hunt, she also taught me how to fight and kill with a pair of scimitars her tribe had left for her surrogate parents to give her at the age of ten. She and I traveled the desert wastelands of Kaind together and we still do, trying to find a place to call home.

While we traveled I learned how to use other weapons then my scimitars, guns, spears, swords and martial arts. I have heard about the arts of magic being taught to the nobles in the far north and is a bit interested in them. and these skills of mine came to use as we traveled through the desert land, my mother is a beautiful woman and even if she wasn't are there many outlaws, bounty hunters, creatures and other dangers here that threatens her and me. I remember how my first kill went, a group of brutish bull and horse bounty hunters were telling me that they would let us live if they got to fuck my mother.

I went berserk, I slaughtered them like a mad wolf, not caring how bullets hit my body nor how their daggers grazed my hide. heads were crushed as I warped my tail around their heads and crushed them with the strength in my tail. Limbs were cut off in a rain of blood as my scimitars swam through the air with shimmers of silvery steel. They died slowly to the poisonous bite of my fangs, gargling, drooling, choking, coughing and foaming until their bodies went limp. Within the span of five minutes were the last two bounty hunters running screaming, I grabbed a revolver and shoot them both in the skulls.

My mother then caught me as I fell down exhausted, my wounds bleeding, but my body's abilities slowly pushing the bullets out and closing the wounds. I was around six years old around then and my mother wept as she hugged me, I do not know why she cried, was she happy I had saved her from the rapists? Was she sad I was wounded? Was she scared of what I had done? Or was her own body reassuring herself that I was still there with her by letting out the stress through her tears?

It went like this for a while, my mother was no weakling but she was very scared of males, except for myself, since her rape and thus had small breakdowns now and then. Thus I defended her, covering myself and the ground in the spilled blood of myself and my enemies. But at my fourteenth birthday I went to sneak at my mother bathing, I had been growing hormonal for the last two years and just now I gathered the courage to peek on her. She was, and still is, one of the most beautiful females I had ever seen, her voluptuous body with its black and white fur dripping with water looked almost divine as Is aw her bath.

But then she started to do something I had never seen before, she started to masturbate while she bathed, using a big rod like rock to pleasure herself. I remember the strange smell well, the odd nosies I've heard from her every night for my entire life and the strange sound of something being slapped into something wet and fleshy that sucked on that something. My mother's rape had given her high sexual needs, and she had been relieving those needs for the last fourteen years by masturbating and using rock poles as dildos.

My hormone filled mind and body grew ensnared by the scent of her strong scent and the pheromones in it made my manhood grow erect. I remember how I slowly stepped into the water, walked behind my mother and hugged her from behind, letting my manhood rub between the mounds of her buttocks and rest the head against the lower edge of her pulsing pussy. She was surprised and attempted to stop me but when I started to grope her big breasts and lick her spine she grew less resistance and soon I gave my virginity to my mother and made her scream my name into the night while I filled her with my first seasoning of sperm.

I am now 19 and has spent five years satisfying my mother's needs, keeping her from getting pregnant by manipulating my sperm to make non fertilized eggs in her wombs, which we eat later. Sarah, I call her that when we're out in public so no one can guess we're mother and son, and I are currently riding towards the one of five towns in Kaind, the mafia town called Maggots' Pit. For the last five years I have fought and killed many in the desert and I have learned minor things of magic from books and scrolls i have gained from slain magic users. I have a bounty on my head, around 23.5 Million Dollars, that is the highest in the entire desert, making me the most respected Outlaw in Kaind's local people as it shows I am the most dangerous person in the sand lands. But those who settle down here to make illegal business, the Mafia for example, simply sees me as a common thug, as does the bounty hunters, caravans and common folks outside Kaind's sandy boarders.

And that brings us to the current date, I am riding along the cement road made by the mafia that leads to the five other towns in the desert, this is the deal they made with the authorities and kingdoms around Kaind to not be market outlaws, this road makes it easier for the caravans to move through the desert, and it also avoid senseless killing of the people in these lands. Anyone who joins the Mafia is released from the outlaw status and thus many come to the three mafia towns, over one thousand people live in each of the three cities, but in Maggots' Pit there's over two thousand, making it the largest town in the desert.

As I stated earlier, my name is Jack, Jack the Reaper, and from here on out i will tell my story live, as I attempt to find a home for myself and my mother, be it inside or outside of this accursed desert.


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Main Character and Characters that needs Players


Name: Jack (Outlaw Name: Jack the Reaper)
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Specie: Shapeshifter
Status: Outlaw
Profession: Unemployed Traveler
Choice of Weapon(s): Scimitars, Brass Knuckles, Daggers, Guns and pretty much any weapon he can get his hands on. But he always carry his scimitars with him along with a pair of revolvers.
Choice of Clothes: A pair of black silk pants, a black silk sash, jewelery made out of animal bones, a tradition of his mother's tribe. When he shifts shape he has a good deal of clothes to use in case of he needs a disguise or something to simply wear to look nice.
Appearance: He has the ability to shift into any living being he wishes, but mostly stays in the shape of a cobra as he was born in that form. In his birth form he's 7'8" tall, athletic built, got a long strong tail, powerful plate like ridges running from his forehead to tail tip. On his neck shield he has the image of a white skull, which he can shift into any kind of skull he wants to. his eyes are amber yellow in color and stands out from the color of his greenish hide.
He has four tattoos on him, two on his back on two on his chest, the two on his back is of a pair of brown vipers warped around a white Clover and a white Square, the two on his chest were a white Spade and a white Heart, put at his stomach's six pack, he uses these as a warning to those around him, he has taught himself to subconsciously turn the different tattoos into a color as his temper rises and he's agitated, a warning sign, when his neck shield flexes out and in is also a sign, first comes the clover on his back and it turns completely black when he's lightly irritated, suspicious or annoyed, the square comes next and it turns deep red, and it shows that he's more irritated, suspicious and annoyed, plus agitated. Then the heart on his chest turns deep red and that shows that he's angry, deeply agitated and very alert. When the Spade is turned black his anger is at its peak and if anyone agitates him anymore he will go into a silent berserker like state and slaughter anyone who he sees as an enemy or danger, he has still rational thoughts most of the time and can halt himself from hurting those he see as innocents or not being part of it.
Personality: He's very protective over his mother, he's silent and calculating when he finds himself in an uncertain situation. When around people he trusts or love he's a warm hearted person who likes to have a good time with friends and share a drink or play cards. But because he has almost no one he trusts or love, except his mother, is he almost constantly cold towards others, distrusting and paranoid.
Background: As It was explained in the introduction I won't bother repeating it.
Image Link: http://fc28.deviantart.com/fs21/f/2007/264/4/5/4587907968e1b149.jpg


Character Who Needs Players

Player: OPEN

Name: Sarah (Real Name: Saraaqh, which means Blue Eyes)
Age: 36 (Making her 18 in her tribe's eyes as they age very slowly)
Gender: Female
Specie: Zebra
Status: Outlaw/Civilian
Profession: Unemployed Traveler
Choice of Weapon(s): Scimitars, Daggers, Guns, Rifles and Bows.
Choice of Clothes: Tight pants, preferable jeans, small tops which are somewhat baggy. She likes both tight, baggy and light clothes, which doesn't cover so much as it makes her feel uncomfortable warm. She likes the color blue and mostly wears that color but sometimes she picks another.
Appearance: A 6'4" tall voluptuous zebra woman, she's well built, not bulky but she has a nice body with curves and well developed stomach muscles, her legs are long and smooth with a small hint of muscle in them. Her black and white fur, tail and mane makes her pure blue eyes stand out beautifully. Her chest is highly developed and if you look close enough you will notice that they get bigger as the hours pass through and around six hours or so will her nipples begin to leak milk, she never stopped lactating after giving birth to Jack. On her left buttocks she has a tattoo of a black cobra head, she got it to mark herself as part of Jack's pride, horde, herd or whatever you wish to call it.
Personality: A very caring and loving woman who has lived a hard life in the desert land of outlaws, her son is her only hope, warmth, comfort and reason to live. She's a nymphomaniac, but only so that she needs sex at least once a day, because of the rape she went through as a teenager for two straight weeks made her body desire it. That her son satisfies her was shocking at the beginning but she soon accepted it and returned her son's love filled sensuality with her own. She's scared of men other then her own son as the rape implied deep fear in her.
Background: Was explained in the introduction.
Image Link: http://fc80.deviantart.com/fs8/i/2005/281/b/a/Lady_Zebra_by_fouryong.jpg


Player: tasteofme (TAKEN!)


Name: Cassidy La Morte
Age: 24
Gender: Female
Specie: Rough Collie
Status: Civilian/Mafia
Profession: Treasure Hunter (Archaeologist)
Choice of Weapon(s): Guns, Whips and Throwing Knives
Choice of Clothes: Light revealing clothes, she's a country girl who likes to feel the cool breeze as with fur it is hard to live in a desert, thus she wears light and revealing clothes to cool herself off. She wears jeans that hugs her rear nicely, and also likes to wear a blue scarf around her neck, a treasure she found as a child and always keeps with her as a lucky charm. She wears no underwear as they are uncomfortable and unnecessary warm in the desert lands.
Appearance: A sexy rough collie standing at a height of 6'3", her curvy and well developed body is covered by a fine golden light blond fur that makes her very hard to see in the desert sand, if it wasn't for her clothes it would be impossible to spot her unless she was close enough and moving. She has a pair of tattoos on her body, a red heart on her left buttock with her name warped around it in a blue scarf and a pickaxe and a shovel laying in a criss cross formation on her left shoulder, a banner beneath them with the words Treasure Hunters' Guild, written in neat bone like letters.
Personality: A stubborn woman who has spent her entire life under the thumb of her father, having to do things she wanted to do on her own in secret almost daily. She loves searching for ancient relics, cities, treasures and fossils of the past. But she also loves to cook and discover new ways to make meals as she travels. At the moment is she extremely unhappy with her father as he's keeping her working in his bar as a waitress and away from her work as a Treasure Hunter. She hates being the eldest child of the La Morte family and would almost eagerly leave it behind her if she could without risking her life.
Background: Cassidy La Morte is the eldest child of the head of the La Morte Family and one of the god fathers in the Council of Roses, a council of god fathers who have high influence in the underground world. Since her birth she has never been able to do anything on her own or play with other children, she had to make a lot of disappearance acts to do things on her own. At an early age she grew interested in hunting treasures and it grew as she read books and visited museums with such treasures. Soon she decided to join the Treasure Hunters' Guild and ran away from home at the age of 18, she had graduated from the Arkham Academy in her home country of Goundaq, which lies along the eastern coast, a good way from Kaind which covers the western coastline, nearly 10.000 miles away, in fact on the continent of Ukra is Goundaq's and Kaind's contact with each together none existing until the last couple of years ago.
Cassidy spent over five years traveling alone or with other guild members, discovering all manners of treasures of the ancient past, one of the things they found was the base structure for our latest invention for the society, steam power, they discovered an ancient book containing theories about different sources of energy, most if it was destroyed but the pages on steam engines, heat and pumps were still there. But it also this that gave Cassidy's father, Hamilton La Morte, the information on where she was.
It took a month or so while Cassidy was preparing to travel to the western edge of Kaind when her family caught up with her and immediately had her grounded. She was then informed that she would be working at her father's tavern for a year as punishment before her father took her back home. Cassidy hates her family for how they treat her like her own will and own wishes are worth nothing. There's still six months left until she will return home and her father has come to check up on her since two days ago. Then the rumors about how Jack the Reaper, the most famous, the most dangerous and the most wanted person of the Outlawed population was traveling towards the city on a black Zard, a giant desert lizard big enough to be used as a mount.
Image Link: http://fc93.deviantart.com/fs36/f/2008/255/d/7/Krillos___Lassie_by_eltonpot.jpg


Player: OPEN


Name: Jessy Black Walker (Real Name: Jessica Twilight, Bounty Hunter Name: The Black Mare)
Age: 25
Gender: Female
Specie: Horse
Status: Noble
Profession: Bounty Hunter
Choice of Weapon(s): Revolver, Dagger, Throwing Knives and Magic
Choice of Clothes: Tight tops and tight pants made out of leather, over that she wears a brown leather belt around her waist with four holsters in it, two for revolvers and two for daggers, over her top she wears a brown indian vest with hidden compartment in the arms and sides where throwing knives are hidden. On her head she wears a fine black leather hat and she keeps her mane and tail neatly tied with a black band, she often wears her mane in a ponytail or a pig tail, different every time.
Appearance: A 6'7" tall horse woman with an incredible body developed to tear the eyes of mean apart as they try to keep them driving safely onto the sexy dangerous curves. She has three tattoos, two on her breasts, a white circle, a moon, on the right breast's left side, a black sun on her left breast's right side, when pushed together they appear as the crest of the royal family in the magical kingdom of Twilight. The other tattoo is on her rear and is more like a sign as its a line of green colored words tracing her buttocks that says 'If You Got The Guts To Look At It Then You Better Have The Guts To Ride It'.
Personality: Jessy is a very arrogant woman who has a high sense of nobility around her which normally is not seen on a bounty hunter. She is a tease and enjoys making men carve her body but never allows any one to touch her, the reason for that is because she fears that once she gives someone what he wants he will discard her like a whore or a tramp. She feel betrayed by her family as they wanted to marry her off to an old fat king in a neighboring kingdom and thus also fears that she will be betrayed by anyone close to her and thus use her teasing and arrogance to keep people away. While she is a very arrogant woman, as she gained reputation and skills in her profession she grew a big head, she is also a very good hearted person and won't see any kind of crime go unpunished, except for special cases like starving children, corruption and so on.
Background: Jessy Black Walker was once Jessica Twilight, the youngest princess of the Twilight Kingdom where the best Magic Academy, the University of Arcana, was located. The young lady was raised as all royal nobles, spoiled but taught in school, in magic and in dueling. She loved her life and always would dream of how a handsome prince would come to propose to her like it had happened to her eldest sister. When she turned sixteen, the regular age for marriage among nobles, she was shocked and terrified when it was announced that she was to marry King Ughang, the king of the Hypaist Kingdom, which was rich in trade, water and gold, but he himself the opposite of his wonderful country.
He was a hippo, literally, fatter then any hippo, badly brushed teeth, greasy hair, two extra chins and a smell that made a skunk appear like a rose. Ughang was not king yet as he and his brother was competing for the throne and the first one to marry would be king. Both had come to ask for marriage of the Twilight Kingdom but Ughang had offered her family a far more generous price for her hand, that was what caused her to run away when she discovered her family thought of profit more then her personal feelings.
She took all her necessary belongings and then fled west towards Kaind. She spent over two years traveling and as she did she started to understand the real world better and better until she became like the person she is today. Through out Kaind she traveled for the next seven years she honed her skills in magic and combat and soon started to act as a freelance bounty hunter to earn money. She gained a reputation within four years and was soon famous through out the west coastline.
At the moment is she taking a rest in the town of Maggots' Pit, at the local inn called the Hound's Lair, not very original but it worked as the La Morte family owned the place, and the head of the family and his blood relatives were all canines. At the short time she had been there she had understood that one of the members was being grounded there for a year, still six months left, as she had fled from the family to persuade her own dreams, it was a very similar situation to her own except she had not done it to persuade her own dreams but to simply get her freedom.
She had been about to leave when suddenly the rumor's of Jack the Reaper coming to Maggots' Pit and everybody are nervous as the most famous, dangerous and wanted outlaw of Kaind was coming to the town. It was unclear on how Jack became the most wanted person of Kaind's population but it was clear he was powerful as his bounty was not for show, he had killed over one thousand bounty hunters and several knights and magicians sent after him. He was dangerous and dangerous men interested Jessy most of all and Jack the Reaper would surely be an interesting man.
Image Link: http://www.aerisdies.com/gallery/imgs/data/media/5088/1206223273.kamber_spazzykoneko_kamber3.jpg


IC POST

The slowly falling sun sent a deep red glare over the desert of Kaind, the land's name means in fact Big Desert but no one seems to care about it, the burning orb slowly sinking in the east, yes in this world the planet rotated in the opposite direction of earth, thus the sun rose in the west and sank in the east. Slowly the creatures of the desert woke up as the cool air started to approach, but they scattered like frightened rats as the massive shape of a black Zard rushed over the desert sand, two riders on the saddle on its back.

(Image of Zard: http://fc21.deviantart.com/fs18/f/2007/213/5/7/Basilisk_by_perapera.jpg)

One of them was a cobra dressed in tribal like clothes, he was tall, his dark greenish hide shimmering like a dark emerald in the red sun light and his yellow eyes were glowing in the approaching darkness of the night. This cobra was Jack the Reaper, the most wanted Outlaw of Kaind, he had the highest bounty of them all, the most known reputation and yet no one had been able to put an image of him on his Wanted posted as he has never left anyone alive, or willing, to reveal his appearance, and he often wears a black cloak over his upper torso to hide his body it appears. He also have meager magical skills which he practice daily, he's well versed in battle magic and elemental magic, especially that of earth and sand as he's raised in these sandy wastelands.

But other then that is the reason for Jack's lack of image is the fact hat he is a shapeshifter, he can transform into any form he wishes as long as he has the dna inside his body already. As he has eaten almost any creature in the desert, and has tasted the blood of those has killed, a tradition of his mother's tribe, he has much dna to choose from and learns to control his new form as it comes.

The other rider is sitting in Jack's lap with her back against his chest, her name is Saraaqh, though everybody calls her Sarah, and she's Jack's mother and lover. Because of the rape which caused Jack's birth turned Sarah into sexually needy person has Jack satisfied her at least one time every day since his fourteenth birthday. Sarah is a beautiful and sexy zebra who enjoys to wear light, tight and baggy clothes, but no underwear as they are uncomfortable to her, plus there's really no bras that fits her which she can buy.

At the moment is the two of them silent as they ride towards the town named Maggots' Pit, a town ruled by the mafia. The reason for why they are traveling here is because Jack is preparing a daring decision that will change the life of his mother and himself, he intend to gain passage out of Kaind and attempt to find them a home outside of this desert wasteland. But he won't be taking part of the mafia families and thus he is intending on using his skills and luck in poker to win free passage out of Kaind, that way he would no longer be an outlaw, while his bounty would remain could only members of the Elite Bounty Hunters' Guild attempt to take it as he is by then assumed as too dangerous and risky as now that he's no longer lawless it takes more skill to kill him without loosing the bounty, your lives or be marked an outlaw yourselves.

Jack stroke his mother's hair as he used one hand to guide the riding Zard towards the town, it could be seen at the edge of the horizon, they would be there in two to three hours when night has fallen. His long tail was warped around her waist to keep her from risking falling off his lap, her sexy rump resting against his crotch, where he was using well made self control to keep his manhood from getting hard and poke her in the bum, he did not wish to disturb her as they had already had sex that day so he wouldn't want to bother her with his own desires, she was in need of rest as they had not slept in a bed for over six months now, nor had they had any real food but roasted animals, nuts, roots and berries.

 

[tasteofme]

Cassidy was attending the bar as normal for herself. The day had became hot and smoldering, just as the last couple weeks that have past. She had her hair that day pulled up and off her shoulders to help cool herself . She was serving a customer when she turned around and noticed a strange face enter into the town. The male looked somewhat familar to her , but she could not in no means pin point where at she might of noticed him from at the moment. She turned around served the drink to the waiting customer still having the gentlemens face that she had seen ride through from a distance on her mind. She was lost in herself with this thought it was driving her batty to the point that one customer was yelling at her for a serving and she did not hear him , so he slapped her on the ass. Cassidy turned around out of shock those who knew her knew she did not approve of this customers actions , she stepped out from behind the bar , went around facing this man , " excuse me there fellow, I believe you fucked up, you do not slap my ass I rather you break that mug." She reached forward getting in his face so she had her point straight across to him looking him straight into the eyes . He shook his head as he knew of her stubborness as she would not backdown ," yes ma'am I am sorry " she stood there, "you shall be you disgusting pig" she turned around and as she did she swept his chair out from under him , he landed on his ass. " Now who feels like an ass?" she luaghed walking away back behind the bar.

 

[Drakkwall]

(OOC: I will post as Sarah for this post, and perhaps a coupel of posts ahead, but I want someone to take the role of Sarah and Jessy, or at least take two characters.)

Sarah

The black Zard rode swift through the desert and Sarah was enjoying the ride by leaning into the warm chest of her son and letting his soft heartbeat lull her to a gentle sleep. His hand stroking her hair was comforting as the cool air of the desert approached and she rubbed her nose against his chest, smelling the deep strong scent of male pheromones and desert sand from his hide. Jack's scent drove her crazy at times but now it simply made her body tingle gently and lull her into an even gentler rest.

Jack

The dark green serpent stroke his mother's hair a little more as she slept against his chest. Soon his Zard rode into the town of Maggots' Pit and the people on the streets moved aside for the massive lizard and its riders before the rider guided the big creature to an Inn and tied it outside of it, the big black lizard curled into a ball while the silent and scanning cobra man and the yawning zebra woman walked into the Inn called the Hound's Lair. Jack scanned the people of the inn and a slight glister appeared in his eyes when he saw the head of the La Morte family, Hamilton La Morte, walked down the stairs with his four body guards. Keeping an eye on the mafia head Jack moved Sarah and himself to a table and watched the mafia while tracing the handle of his two scimitars.

Meanwhile was Hamilton, an old rough collie whose hair was turning gray, looking at his daughter Cassidy in disapproval as she insisted on wearing those simple rags of clothes when she had perfectly fine clothes he brought her six months ago and she hadn't even touched them. "You are not making things any easier by walking around in those rags Cassidy, such garments are meant for whores and sluts, not for the eldest daughter of the La Morte family, I want you to get into proper clothes before your house arrest ends or I will punish you further."

One of the La Morte family members, a low ranking thug and scout, was sitting a table to the left of Jack and Sarah and was eye Jack's companion with eyes that lingered over her body in a way which made Jack's yellow eyes narrow and the color of the two tattoos on his back fill with color. Slowly tracing the edge of his scimitar the cobra started to grow more agitated when he saw the man lean forward to grope Sarah's rear. With a jab he hefted his scimitar out of his sash and stabbed it into the table in front of him and his yellow eyes burned into the brown eyes of the Doberman attempting to grope his mother. His voice spoke with a cold and chilling lack of emotion but yet the shivering rage in the words could cause your spine to freeze. "If you as much as think of touching her I will make you into a fur coat little dog."

The doberman was apparently one of those arrogant mafia members who saw that he was above the words of an outlaw and reached to grope the firm flesh whiel he spoke. "Go fuck yourself handbag I am of the La Morte and no one messes with-AAAAAAAAAAUUUUUUUUUHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!" He howled in pain as the blade of the scimitar cut off his hand and scrambled for his gun with the other but only had the time to see the flash of a massive jaw as the cobra's fangs punctured his throat and injected its lethal poison into his veins and made him suffer slowly. Foam was coming out of his mouth while he grasped his throat, trying to breathe as the poison killed his lungs and throat. But Jack was not finished, he jabbed his scimitar and slowly carved off the dog's skin as he died and soon was a nice fur coat being held by the cobra, free of blood, veins, just fine fur, except for the stomach and skin showing areas. While a costume dressed bloody, flayed and skinned corpse laid on the floor, rotting away from the powerful poison he had injected into it.

"I warned you little dog, if you as much as thought of touching her I would make you into a fur coat. I would have done so even if you had been the son of some God or Goddess." He then threw the fur coat to Sarah who grasped the fur coat with a gentle smile and warped it around her shoulder, she was used to her son's brutal ways when he got agitated and overprotective of her.

Meanwhile was Hamilton La Morte and his body guards were staring at the cobra who had killed, no not just killed, flayed and skinned one of the family members within the span of two minutes and turned his hide into a fur coat for his companion. It was frightening of how fast and how deadly he had moved, and the rotting mas of flesh and bone showed his poison was deadly and fast as well. Hamilton narrowed his eyes at the cobra as he sat down next to the zebra woman and pulled out a deck of card and started to shuffled it while his tail jabbed his two scimitars into the table, showing the spade like shape they made when side by side. "Jack the Reaper, also known as the King of Spades by the card players of Kaind... to think that this is what he looks like." The old mafia leader murmured to himself as he watched the cobra's eyes scan him and his men while shuffling the deck with his hands and his tail resting around the waste of the zebra woman to his right.

 

[Drakkwall]

*bump-fu!*

 

[Drakkwall]

*Super Bump-Fu!*

 

[tasteofme]

Meanwhile back in the salon Cassidy was argue with her father , he diagreed with her clothing that she had on , her clothing to him was to revealing and caused caos in his salon. He was never happy with her tight jeans that hugged her ass check , the white thin see through shirt that showed every bit of cleavage that she had along with everything underneath , it almost was like wearing not much at all, and he forbidded the scarf that she wore twenty four seven according to him that she had found a long time ago as a child.

"Why cant i wear this?" she replied " Yu outta just stop , I am causing notta a dam thing here with what I wear, and besides I could be doing something better with my time right now I reckin I could be out huntin for my treasures instead of helping you with this nasty old salon you insist I help you with."
the fire was just rising inside her , she hated this but she loved her father.

 

[Drakkwall]

(OOC: Errr better edit it and add her reaction to Jack's entrance. As he is in the saloon they are in Hamilton La Morte is Cassidy's father.)

 

[Akira_Jubei]

OC:
Name: Blair Twilight
Age: 20
Gender: Female
Specie: Neko
Status: Outlaw
Profession: Bounty Hunter
Choice of Weapon(s): Large Glaive
Choice of Clothes: She would wear anything as long as she doesn’t seem slutty. Black is her favorite of all colors and red is right behind it.
Appearance: She is a 5ft 11inch Neko with grey hair. Her body is well hidden which makes any gender fall in love with her. She always wears her black scarf with a special symbol in the middle. She calls it her, “Death scope”. The only thing that never changes in her appearance is her gold star on her right cheek. Her tail is black with a white tip, its rarely seen in public cause its camouflaged into her outfit the majority of the time.
Personality: She is a wonderful person at heart and is considered quiet cause she rarely speaks. Her way of communicating is writing down on a notebook what she wants to say so she doesn’t have to say much. She is a peaceful loving girl who likes to roam around the west looking for someone special to her heart. She hates when people make fun of her height and she blows a huge fuse over it.
Background: Blair, the bandit of the west, rumored to kill massive amounts of people, and a legendary bounty hunter throughout the west. Many stores have come from her travels but not much is known about her. All that is known is that she use to be a daughter of some high royalty with a bounty on her head for some unknown reason.
Image Link: http://i537.photobucket.com/albums/ff333/IshiEtsu/normal_anime_dark_neko_fav1-2-11.jpg

IC:

Blair walked into a nearby town after a capture of a bounty she recently finished.This town looks nice,maybe I will find someone here.She walked into a saloon and sat down at the bar area. The bartender looked at her weirdly but asked her what she wanted. She pulled out a page of her notebook and wrote what she wanted.

"Can you tell me what you want," the bartender asked. Blair shakes her head no. The bartender sighed and read the note on the table."I will get right on it then,Please wait a couple minutes."

Blair nodded her head,and looked around the area smiling brightly.This place does look nice,I wonder if someone is worthy of me speaking to them.I haven't opened my mouth in a couple years now,but I am sure i will eventually.

 

[Drakkwall]

OOC: *Blinks and looks at Akari* Errr is she not going to take notice of the bloody floor and the rotting corpse?

 

[Akira_Jubei]

She sees a puddle of blood on the floor with a corpse nearby and shrugs her shoulders,Guess it wasn't that person's day. Maybe If I paid to find the killer i would be concerned but then again The bartender serves her the drink she ordered.Why pass up a good beer.She smiles and starts to drink her beer.

OOC: sorry about that, I just wanted to get her in there

 

[Drakkwall]

Hamilton glared at his daughter as she spoke up to him, the gal was getting way to independent, she was part of the La Morte family and after over four years of running around hunting old rust and bones in mountains she shoudl be glad to be back home. And she should also be glad that he only grounded her a year in this saloon as punishment, if she hadn't been his daughter he would have done far worse then that.

"You stay silent Cassidy, you have caused enough trouble with those stupid treasure hunting dreams of yours. Once you have finished the last six month of punishment here you will return home and there's no buts about it." The old collie growled at his daughter and lowered his ears, while he didn't hate his daughter was she getting on his nerves with her attitude, why i nhis days he would have been flayed just for speaking up against his mother, even worse if it was his father.

Meanwhile Jack couldn't help but chuckle a little at the beautiful Rough Collie speak up to her father, he liked her, she had attitude and didn't like to be tied down. His face then turned serious and the cobra shuffled his deck before drawing five cards and putting them down, one Five of Tail (clover), one Five of Paw (heart), one Five of Whisker (Square), one Five of Fang (spade), alogn with one Joker of Fang card. Pulling out the joker card, it was of a cobra with its jaws open to strike. "The La Morte family sure know how to crush the dreams of those closest to them just because they see the family as more important then the members of the family."

At those words Hamilton turned towards Jack with a glare, but the cool yellow ambers in those eyes made shiver run down his spine and for the first time in thirty years hamilton lost an eye contact battle and looekd away first. This caused his guards to tense but a short tracing of scaled hide on a sharp dagger made thme shiver as Jack's long tail stroek the sharp edge of his scimitars, both jagged into the table.

"What do you want Outlaw? You do not enter a business of La Morte, insult their head of family, and do not want something, unless you're insane enough to just insult mafia leaders for the heck of it. But you're not such a man Jack the Reaper, now tell me, what do yo uwant?" The old mafia leader was by now growling deeply and sligt drool ran down his chin like a mad dog, it was an old sign that the mafia leader had lostm sot of his rational thoughts, once he started to foam he was like a mad dog.

Jack simply grinned and pointed at the freshly shuffled deck on the table. "I want to play a game with you Hamilton, Winner takes all. And what I want is two of the free passes the mafia have made. Anything else can be added to the pot, to make it even I bet this." He then pulled out a thumb sized emerald shaped like a half moon, the Green Moon, an ancient jewel which was part of the royal crown of the now fallen Hundarian Empire.

There were sixteen gems in total and only four had been found ,this was the fifth, it was worth over two hundred thousand dollars, but Jack held no knowledge of this and thus was not knowing that his betting was worth three times more then the two passes he wanted. Sarah sat on her chair and shuffled a bit closer to her son and rubbed his hip with her soft hand beneath the table, helping his tension disappear as he waited for the mafia leader's respond.

Hamilton grinned at the sight of the gem and knew its value instantly and didn't hesitate to cheat this outlaw out of this treasure, he pulled out two passes and threw them on the table and spoke. "I accept those terms Outlaw, but we wil lboth shuffle the deck to make sure no one is cheating either in this game." The cobra agreed and the two shuffled their halves, then put them together and got five card each, then the game started.

 

[Akira_Jubei]

Blair became bored sitting at the bar with nothing else to do but drink, she noticed that there was a big commotion. She walked towards it and saw a man shuffling a deck of cards,Card games, so foolish. Man I want to playHer face grew with anticipation wanting to play. She loves games especially when she is playing but when she is bored she becomes anxious and starts twitching.

 

[tasteofme]

Cassy knew that her father was serious, she felt the strictness within his voice , it still didnt matter to her , her dreams was her dreams and they were not dumb.

"Stay silent!" " Why they erck me the outta get what they deserve those dam pigs." " To think they can stroll up in here and take such way with women ."

She was not happy with what he said at one bit, she knew her next words would get her into trouble , she had a habit of her slick tongue and stubborness getting out of control.

About that time this female on the end who refuse to speak up asked for anthoer drink.

"You know you should speak , being like you are isnt gonna help around this place."

 

[Akira_Jubei]

She wrote down on a piece of paper,I can't speak. She smiles and looks at her being happy drinking away her drinks. Then she wrote down, Whats your Name.Its not that I don't want to talk.Its just that I don't know anyone and feel if I start talking no one would actually care enough to listen.

 

[tasteofme]

"For one I care you should speak , and two I am Cassidy my father over there owns this dump, and I would listen if you learned how to speak."

She gathered her mug refilled it and stood there waiting for a note again , she thought what or why could one feel so unappreciated around here.

 

[Akira_Jubei]

"how did you know what I was thinking" she asked looking at her.She continued to think quietly,If you can read minds, that would be awesome she wrote down,I will talk for now and handed her the note.

 

[tasteofme]

" Read you mind maybe", she chuckled at the silly girl who said she would speak but yet still handed her a note. " If you are willing to talk , that would be nice but you are still writting so how can one be so willing like this?" she stood there a few moments before her father yelled at her to attend to the other customers that where waiting," Yes I am right on that," I said yelling back he ws already disturbed with my behavior and I have been nuaghty latley. " I will be right back." she said to the girl hurrying over to the gent she had pushed over earlier.

 

[Akira_Jubei]

"Well the only reason that I don't talk is that no one interesting ever talked to me." she said looking at her. The girl told her that she would come back and the only thing she replied was "Sure thing,I will just wait here." She waited for the girl to come back.She thought to herself,Is she truly the daughter of the owner here,if so then why would she help out around here.

 

[tasteofme]

I hurried my way around the bar nicely and quick, then went back towards the unspoken female, " So I bet you are wondering why I am here ?"

 

[Akira_Jubei]

"maybe, depends why are you are" she looked interesting to Blair.So she only spoke to her until she feels she isn't interesting at all.

 

[tasteofme]

"I told you my father is Hamilton he is over there , me I am Cassy, I love to treasure hunt but due to certain circumanstances I am stuck here for a year or so or until I am free from hell that is." She sat down in a chair next her ," So Blair it is? Tell me Blair what brings you through these parts of the woods?"

 

[Akira_Jubei]

"you know who I am, Guess I am famous" she giggles."well I am here to find a partner or someone who interests me enough to travel with.So far its just me walking alone collecting bounties."

 

[Drakkwall]

The air was tense around the table as the head of the La Morte family played the expensive card game with his opponent, Jack the Reaper, also called the King of Spades. They were down to the foruth hand and they had raised the stakes a bit, now Jack had put in two more gems, though not as rare as the Emerald Moon, and these he knew their worth, each was worth over 50.000 dollars. Against these Hamilton had put in a good deal, for once, a big wagon filled with supplies and 20.000 dollars, and was trying to convince Jack to take the raise with the last bet. "Why won't you accept the bet Jack? A whole brothel in Kaind, why are you not accepting it?"

Jack simply looked at him and traced his cards before he spoke. "Because what would I need a brothel for when I intend to travel the world? The supplies and small cash is fine, but I do not need much else except for the passes. I could do it without but I would get sick fo all the bounty hunters, with these passes I will be able to frighten away most of the weak morons trying to make bucks on my head." That surprised the old mafia boss, it appeared sincere but he was sure that wasn't all to it, then he noticed the zebra by jack's side look at the cobra's side for a moment, he shuddered at the sight of the fur coat that at one point had been one of his family members, but then it clicked into place.

Jack was not intending on making it possible for HIM to travel out of Kaind without being hounded by bounty hunters, he was doing it to get the woman out safely and make sure she wasn't hounded by bounties as she was apparently born in this accursed desert, just as Jack, no wonder he asked for TWO passes. The old collie chuckled a bit and then looked at his cards, two kings, one Ace of Tail and two fives, then looked at his daughter and felt a bit of rebellion rise in his chest, his eldest daughter had always been a wild person, thriving on the search for treasures of ancient pasts. He himself had wanted to become a writer before he was forced into position of Head of La Morte... perhaps it would be better for her this way... not to be tied down by her old man and the views of the family. Yes. It would be his last gift to her, as he had missed her birthdays for the last five years, including this year's, he might as well make up with it by giving her what she wanted, but with a twist.

"All right then Jack... how about this then, I bet my eldest daughter and heir Cassidy, against your gem." There was a dead silence and even Jack's eyes widened at the words from the old collie, either he had gone completely nuts or he was practically offering him his eldest daughter as a slave! "WH-WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY FATHER!?!?" The angry shout coming from the lady in question was not making things easier. The cobra wasn't sure how to react to this and it showed as he scratched his neck in confusion but then a soft hand grasped his shoulder and the words of his mother came to him. "Accept it Jack."

He turned towards Sarah and remained silent before he spoke up. "Are you sure Sarah?" Seeing her soft nod and the look in his eyes he nodded, he could never refuse her when she wanted something, well almost never. "Alright... I accept your bet Hamilton... Let's see what the cards bring to this last hand of cards..." The two rolled out heir cards and Hamiltons pairs of fives and kings was defeated by the Straight Flush of Fangs in Jack's possession, there was an erine silence in the air and Jack was sure that the collie would either be in shock or shout in anger once it got to her head that she had just been won by a complete stranger in a poker game, used as a bet by her own father. *Wow... this is one big mess...* He thought to himself while Sarah hugged his left arm between her mounds as if to comfort him.

 

[Akira_Jubei]

She heard the name of one of the most deadly bounty hunters in all the land.There was no way she could let this go,his bounty was the largest in the world."Jack the Reaper, here in a place like this what are the odds." she waited for Cassy.

 

[tasteofme]

"Yes Jack is here with his mother or lover I am not sure which she is but they are right over there"

"Dont worry about his kind here though we are great here , we all do are things enjoy each other and head down the road you will be fine."