AriesWolf
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Anyone interested in a Western thread? I was going to have it revolve around the Hansens and their new Ranch Hand Jesse. His dark past bringing some unwanted attention to their trip across state, when they are attacked by Werewolves, Jesse's former friends.
The Roles I was hoping to have filled were:
George Hansen- Owner of the Ranch and Jesse's employer his wife died 4 years ago.
Catherine Hansen- George's 18 year old daughter.
A Female Ranch Hand- Suspicious of Jesse, and "friendly" with Mr. Hansen
My Character:
Michael Kaine AKA Jesse Bones
24
6'1
Short Black hair
Bio: Born Michael Kaine, Jesse was once a criminal wanted for cattle rustling all across the country. He was a member of "The Savage Patriots" a gang of werewolves who live amongst humans, and prey on the unsuspecting. Now though he's trying to go straight.
OOC: I was going to make the villians NPC's but if someone has a really good idea I may change it
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1873
Jesse Bones, Jesse Bones he had to remember! He wasn't Michael Kaine anymore. Jesse was his new name, his clean name he had to remember. Silently Jesse lifted his saddle up onto his horses back. Dusk was the stallions name, and he would be the one of two thing's Jesse Bones kept from his old life. He had sold everything else except his trusty Peacemaker.
At 24 years old he was starting his whole life over, new fresh and clean. Adjustiing the saddle so that it was snug to Dusks' belly Jesse climbed up into the saddle and set his black cowboy hat on his head. One of the local ranches was hiring new hands, and he intended to be one of them. He was tall, just over six feet and strong, with a powerful muscular build, so he was rather confident the job would be easy to get. He was a great rider, and had alot of experience with Cattle.
The town was still asleep as he began to ride out. It was a quite little place most of the time, it's people lived and died by the stage coach that came through twice a month to trade.
Spurring Dusk into easy trot, he rode out toward the Hansen Ranch. Hoping to make it there before the work started for the day. In two day's the Hansens would be headed out to drive their herd cross the state to sell them at the auction that would take place at the end of the month, if he was going to prove himself capable of the job he would need as much time as he could to help them decide.
It took him well over an hour to reach the ranch, by that time the Hansens were eating breakfast after doing their morning chores, Jesse rode up slowly, it was a large ranch, with two fields side by side between the road and the house. There was a small road leading up to the house, it ran between the fields and felt almost like a tunnel with such high fences on either side.
He decided to tell them he was 28 rather than his actual 24 years. They'd want someone with experience, and most people didn't have it by 24 like he did. Cattle Rustling can teach a boy a lot of things, and Jesse had been on so good a student.
The Roles I was hoping to have filled were:
George Hansen- Owner of the Ranch and Jesse's employer his wife died 4 years ago.
Catherine Hansen- George's 18 year old daughter.
A Female Ranch Hand- Suspicious of Jesse, and "friendly" with Mr. Hansen
My Character:
Michael Kaine AKA Jesse Bones
24
6'1
Short Black hair
Bio: Born Michael Kaine, Jesse was once a criminal wanted for cattle rustling all across the country. He was a member of "The Savage Patriots" a gang of werewolves who live amongst humans, and prey on the unsuspecting. Now though he's trying to go straight.
OOC: I was going to make the villians NPC's but if someone has a really good idea I may change it
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1873
Jesse Bones, Jesse Bones he had to remember! He wasn't Michael Kaine anymore. Jesse was his new name, his clean name he had to remember. Silently Jesse lifted his saddle up onto his horses back. Dusk was the stallions name, and he would be the one of two thing's Jesse Bones kept from his old life. He had sold everything else except his trusty Peacemaker.
At 24 years old he was starting his whole life over, new fresh and clean. Adjustiing the saddle so that it was snug to Dusks' belly Jesse climbed up into the saddle and set his black cowboy hat on his head. One of the local ranches was hiring new hands, and he intended to be one of them. He was tall, just over six feet and strong, with a powerful muscular build, so he was rather confident the job would be easy to get. He was a great rider, and had alot of experience with Cattle.
The town was still asleep as he began to ride out. It was a quite little place most of the time, it's people lived and died by the stage coach that came through twice a month to trade.
Spurring Dusk into easy trot, he rode out toward the Hansen Ranch. Hoping to make it there before the work started for the day. In two day's the Hansens would be headed out to drive their herd cross the state to sell them at the auction that would take place at the end of the month, if he was going to prove himself capable of the job he would need as much time as he could to help them decide.
It took him well over an hour to reach the ranch, by that time the Hansens were eating breakfast after doing their morning chores, Jesse rode up slowly, it was a large ranch, with two fields side by side between the road and the house. There was a small road leading up to the house, it ran between the fields and felt almost like a tunnel with such high fences on either side.
He decided to tell them he was 28 rather than his actual 24 years. They'd want someone with experience, and most people didn't have it by 24 like he did. Cattle Rustling can teach a boy a lot of things, and Jesse had been on so good a student.
