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Post by Nightfire on Jan 9, 2019 19:52:21 GMT -5
Intro: The west has yet to be tamed and with those who try to tame it there are also those who want to steal from it and others who would rather see it burn. In the wilds there are many things to fear, man and beast alike, mother nature and father time. Out of all of the things in the wilds to fear a small rising gang makes a name for itself, The Crimson Crows. This new group of outlaws are run by a woman who is best known as Ella Cutter, a widow who hunts who she pleases. If you run across her, you best pray she lets you live.
Info: This is a rp based in the wild west, that being said, still be respectful to other rpers. The rp focuses around the Crimson Crows and their attempts to stay alive in the Wilds and keep the bounty off their head. Money is hard to earn (fairly) and prices are high. The Crimson Crows can either be a safe place for outcasts of society or they can be the death to a city. The members of the group range in ages all across the board but no matter ones age, Ella is the boss.
RP Rules: General Rules Apply Make Sure your characters have flaws. Give your characters a backstory! You don't have to spill all of it in the history part of the form, but you need to have the basics of their past in that part of the form. Try to avoid one lines. Please try to be active! I understand we all have lives outside of this place, just let me know whats up if you disappear. For every person in the gang they also have their own horse. Don't forget to make yours! Gang Rules:Don't be stupid with the law. Ella is the leader, her word is your law. Never take the life of an innocent person(s). Your other members are your family, treat them as such. Food and medicine is a priority. Make sure to help provide. Take care of yourself but also take care of others. Your horse is your life line. Treat it with care. Don't bring trouble back to camp. Don't get caught in the act. Live for the Crows.
Joining Form: SN: Charrie Name: Bandit Name: Gender: Age: Gang Occupation: Orientation: Description: Personality: History: Relationships: Other Horse Name: Horse Rider: Age: Gender: Description: Personality: Tack: Other
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Post by Nightfire on Jan 9, 2019 19:52:50 GMT -5
Members Active, Semi-Active, Inactive (Not heard from in over 2 weeks)
Nightfire Ella, Corbin, Madman Grey
FlamePelt Enoch
Sparkly Aurora
Flame Jess, Emmett
Monkorpio Julian, Jeremiah
Protractor Phill
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Post by Nightfire on Jan 9, 2019 19:54:04 GMT -5
Characters
Crimson Crows: NightFire: Ophelia O'Conall: Ella Cutter: Female: 35: Leader: Straight: Ella is under average height, being only 5 foot 2 inches. She however is a very strong woman both in physical strength and in will. She has tan skin with freckles covering her cheeks and shoulders. She has brilliant green eyes that can either look as peace full as a forested mountain side or her eyes can can but that mountain side down. She has shoulder length dusty blonde hair. Ella normally has it pulled back into either a partial ponytail or braided back over one shoulder. She is a bit of a bulkier women having more muscles than most, living alone in a forest alone for a good portion of her life. She normally wears tight jeans and knee high boots. She wears a red shirt covered with a black dyed jacket that has a long tail. She wears a black hat that has bird feathers sewn into it. She has a scar across her nose, running from under the corner of one eye and goes to the center of the other eye.: Ella is a very serious woman. She isn't one to pull jokes or be light hearted. She thinks analytically and methodically. She doesn't care about who you are, what you look like or where you came from, she has one main rule: Never kill the innocent. She has a bit of a temper so when she is angered she is hard to calm down. She also has a soft spot for little kids. She is always very gentle to young kids and is also very good with them. : Ella grew up on a small farm working with her two older brothers, and her father who was left to raise all three of them after her mother died of a sickness. She was raised a bit more like a boy than she was a lady. She learned to hunt and to ride horses from her brothers. Her father taught her how to maintain a garden, cook and clean a kill. She was happy there until her father forbid her from seeing the town "tramp" Henri O'Conall. Ella often times snuck out to be with him and when she was 18 she ran away with Henri to start a life of their own. They bought a house in the forest where they started their family at 19, she had her first child a little boy. She helped raised her child and then had a second child, a daughter early in her 22nd year of life. One night their house was attacked by bandits. Henri ran out to fend them off as she took the children into the barn, ready to run. When she got into the barn, some men where already there. They attacked her and pulled the two children away, killing their son. Ella screamed and cried out as her husband came running to help her and the children. They held their daughter up as leverage to escape but when Ella wouldn't stop crying they shot her in the side. Henri attacked them but was also shot and mortally wounded. The men took off taking the daughter with, but before they left they lit the barn on fire. Ella stayed in the barn crying over her family but was pulled out by Steel. She and Steel rode through the country trying to find a purpose. She followed a white crow out in the desert where she found Corbin alone and half dead. She took him in and decided instead of trying to find a way to die she would instead fix the world of its flaws causing her to form the Crimson Crows. Madman Grey was the first to join her after Ella freed him from being taken to jail : Corbin (Adopted Son): Steel: Ella : 20: Male: Steel is a massive horse. Having originally been a plowing horse meant to work on the farms, Steel is a massive horse. The size of a Percheron he towers over most other horses. He is a lovely silver buckskin color with deep black stockings, muzzle and mane and tail He has a dusty black back as for he has a primitive black stripe running down his back. He has a white stripe on his nose and the very bottom of the stripe on his muzzle is a soft pink color. Steel has gray-blue eyes that help give him his name.: Steel hates most people. He is an aggressive and nasty horse to those he hates. He will bite, kick and throw anyone he doesn't like. He loves Ella though and would gladly do anything for her. He is also a very intelligent horse and sometimes you can even see the gears turning inside of his head when he thinks. : He has pretty classic looking tack with a bright blue blanket to bad his back.: Steel was raised by Ella and her husband since a colt he was very loyal to the O'Conall family. When Ella lost her family he was the only thing from the house that survived the fire. Steel was also the reason Ella survived as for he pulled her out of the burning barn before it came down. He has been with her since.
NightFire: Corbin White: Crow Eyed : Male: 19: Hunter/ Trapper Trap specialist. : Bisexual, leans male: Corbin is a tall man standing near 6 feet tall. 5 foot 10.5 inches to be exact. He is lean but muscular and a little intimidating looking. Corbin has a distinct look to him being a piebald. He has a deep golden tan skin and is covered in white patches all across his body. On his face he has a large white patch over his right eye and a long patch on his left side of his chin and lip. Corbin's right eye is blue and his left eye is white. His hair is long and snarled into tame dreadlocks that he normally has tied back. Most of his hair is a rich black color but there are a few strands and patches of hair that are white due to the piebald spots on his head. Corbin normally wears a gray t-shirt with a blue love sleeve button up on top of it. He wears heavy duty boots and jeans. He caries a hunting knife and a long bow. He doesn't often have a gun but when he does he has eyes well fit for rifles. : Corbin is a calm and collected man. He often thinks before he acts and likes to plan ahead. He is often soft spoken and a little skittish at times around new comers, mostly because he always has to answer the question "What is wrong with your skin"? Corbin doesn't mind his genetic mutation and claims that it is the reason he was able to meet Ella and be saved by her. He is however very proud of Ella and the things she does. He will defend her like a rabid dog if anyone ever talks smack about her. He is willing to die to protect her. He is also very funny and a good story teller. Corbin believes in the spirits of the wilds and in nature. : Corbin was born from a Native American mother and an African American father. When Corbin was born the shaman of his tribe said is markings where a bad omen and his family was cast out. They traveled from place to place picking up odd jobs and never staying still for too long. One day when he was 6 and his parents was ambushed and killed for being of a different race. Corbin's mother hid him in their wagon before she died. After they died Corbin, having no where to go stayed in the desert and fended off predators from his parents body. He about 5 days after they died he was found by Ella who came riding up on Steel. She told him she followed a white crow out into the desert hoping it would lead her to her death but instead it lead her to him. She called him a good sign and helped him bury his folks before taking her in as her own. Corbin stayed with her ever since.: Ella (Adoptive mother) : Corbin has odd dreams that he says must be spirits talking to him. He is terrible at interpreting them. Thunderbird: Corbin White: 6: Male: Thunderbird is almost an entirely black horse except for a star on his forehead which almost looks like an eagle. Thunderbird has bright blue eyes. : Thunderbird is calm and fairly tame around most people. He does however get bitey at Madman Grey, no one is really sure why he just always has been. Thunderbird is gentle with Corbin and is often seen letting Corbin use him as a pillow. : Thunderbird doesn't have a saddle. He only has a bit-less bridle. : Thunderbird is very social with one of the spare horses that they keep with them, a young albino named Geist.
NightFire: Tyler Greywater: Madman Grey: Male: 55: Camp Cook/ Explosives Expert: Straight: Madman is an average sized man standing at about 5 foot 8 inches. He is thick with muscles and has a large belly as well. He'd tell you it's just how he is when in reality its from sneaking a beer in between the meals he cooks. He is a very pale skinned man that has been kissed by the sun. He has silver hair that is often cut short and a beard that he keeps nice and trimmed close to him so that there isn't much chance of hair falling into the food he makes. He wears a worn red shirt with a brown coat and black pants and worn boots that probably need to be replaced soon. His arms are covered in tattoos. He won't tell anyone where he got them but they are intricate designs. Madman also has scars all over his body. He has a large scar on his left cheek and part of his left ear is missing. Madman grey has brown eyes.: Madman Grey is a very outgoing man. He loves to make a quick joke and have some fun. He is also a very scary person. Piss him off enough and he will make sure you regret it. : Madman has been a criminal all his life. He grew up robbing and stealing. He learned from a young age how to make explosive tools to throw at people so he'd never have to get too close to combat. Having poor eyesight he always tried to stay away from fights if he could. He learned he had a passion for cooking when he got tired of eating bland food. When he was found by Ella he was being taken into jail after he attempted to break out a former gang mate. After getting his mate out, his former gang mate turned on him and had set him up for capture in order to gain his freedom. Madman became very angry at him and hasn't forgiven him.: N/A:
Bloody Mary: Madman Grey: 10: Female: A classic blood bay coat with a white blaze, white socks and black mane and tail. Her main is braided lightly.: Mary loves everyone. She has yet to meet a person she hates. She really loves people when they give her treats, sugar is her weakness. She is a large quarter horse.: She has an older worn down black saddle and bridle. They have gems studded in them. :
f𝕝𝕒𝕞𝕖𝕡𝕖𝕝𝕥🎄 : Enoch Gray: Robin Hood: Male: 32 years old: Thief/Bandit: Bisexual: A relatively tall man with short dusty brown hair with graying streaks and light stubble lining his square jaw. His eyes are a vivid gray, with blue and gold specks around the pupil. He has a black leather cowboy hat with a brown leather strap. He wears a red flannel type shirt with a black duster coat that sweeps down past his knees and blue jeans. At his hip is his pistol sheath. : Snarky and flirtatious, Enoch tends to defy the usual description of a bandit. He is happy to chat pleasantly with his victims as he robs them blind. Enoch is a prankster and has a very sharp tongue. He tends to have a “Robin Hood” tendency of stealing only from the rich, which earned him his name. : A young street urchin left alone on the streets, Enoch was forced to learn to steal and use a silver tongue in order to survive. As he grew, he amassed his own group of young followers. However, when a theft got out of hand, and the entire group was slaughtered and imprisoned, with only Enoch left to escape, Enoch decided to never trust himself again. Only the gang keeps him from his self hatred.: N/A : Enoch may or may not trust himself with a steed. He’ll ride a stolen horse when needed, but he prefers to trust his own legs over a beast.
Sparkly | Aurora Michaels | Gunpowder | Female | 14 | No official position currently, but helps with chores and heists. | Pansexual | Aurora has gently tanned skin, which is covered in dark freckles. She has short, very messy, extremely curly, dark brown hair, which is cut in an uneven manner. She has dark, forest-green eyes, and is very skinny and small. She is light and agile, and almost looks like a child from a distance. She often wears loose, poncho-type clothing as a way of trying to make herself look larger and more imposing. | Aurora is a quiet, introverted sort of person - not the girl that you'd expect to be in a gang. She keeps to the edges of both society and the Crows, not bothering to build associations with anybody. She's a freedom-fighter, always working towards making the world a better place, even if it means rebelling against antiquated laws and customs. She prefers to spend time with animals rather than people, and adores her horse, Dark Comet. She can be extremely physically aggressive at times, and has a few anger problems. She has PTSD from her first experience with crime. | Aurora was born in a relatively normal manner - the child of Toby and Mia Leyan, a recently married couple. However, when the family farm burned to the ground, an infant Aurora was the only one left alive. Aurora was stolen away by her older cousin, Amaya Leyan, and Amaya's girlfriend, Goldie, in order to stop Aurora from being raised by an abusive village - a village that didn't approve of same-gender couples. When Aurora was 11, the past caught up to her happy life, and Amaya and Goldie were both murdered. Horrified, Aurora stole a village horse, and ran away from the village. She was shot with a rifle whilst escaping, and still has PTSD from her first few clumsy attempts at crime. She renamed the horse Dark Comet, changed her surname, and started taking up random jobs in order to survive. When she was 13, she stumbled upon the Crimson Crows, and joined the gang, as she has nowhere else to go. | None | None Dark Comet | Aurora Michaels | 4 | Female | A slender pure black female horse, with a white blaze and white socks. She has gentle, dark brown eyes, and a long, silky, ebony-black mane and tail. She has long legs, and can run like the wind. Her breed is unknown. | Comet has a kind, gentle disposition, and hardly ever gets aggressive. She adores people, and is very trusting. An honest, hardworking horse, Comet was trained to race and jump by Aurora, and hardly ever refuses a command. | Comet has an old, crumbling, leather saddle and bridle, but she hardly ever wears it, Aurora often choosing to simply ride bareback. | None
Flame: Jessamine (Jess) Flint : Flint : Female : 29 : Scout : Straight : Jessamine is slightly taller than average height (about 5’ 7’’) and she is slim but muscular. She has brown hair that falls to the middle of her back when let down though most of the time it is braided. Her skin is tan from spending so much time in the sun on a daily basis and her eyes are hazel. She’s typically seen wearing trousers with her dark brown leather chaps over them and a long-sleeved button-up shirt. Her (cowboy) hat is black with a lightly beaded cord around the crown and her boots, also black, are worn but still get the job done. Typically Jessamine carries two revolvers in holsters and extra ammunition on her belt. She also carries a knife. : Jessamine isn’t one who is easily pushed around, a skill she learned from working with stubborn animals. She doesn’t back down from a challenge which sometimes gets her into trouble if she’s in over her head. Sometimes she says whatever comes to her head without thinking which has resulted in everything from hurting her friends to turning a calm situation into one where guns are drawn. She prefers shooting for sport to shooting at people but will do it when necessary. More than anything Jessamine enjoys galloping on her horse but just after than on her list of priorities is having a good time. That said, she knows when to be serious. : Jessamine was the only child of a cattle rancher near Grand Junction, CO so she was taught from a young age how to ride, shoot, and work with cattle and horses. Her mother left when Jessamine was in her early teens and she hasn’t quite forgiven her. One day when she was about 20 working in the fields with her father, they ran into a group of outlaws trying to steal some of their cattle. When push came to shove, her father was shot and killed and Jessamine was taken back to the outlaw’s camp alive because of her “pretty face.” After several nights of being a prisoner, Jessamine was able to find a way to escape. Just as she was mounting a horse, however, one of the outlaws, a young man named Emmett, caught her. Much to her surprise, he offered to help as long as he could go with her. Not seeing much of a choice, Jessamine agreed. The two spent the next several months hunting and being hunted by that gang and during that time she and Emmett ended up becoming good friends. After having a taste of life as an outlaw and no family to return to, Jessamine had no desire to try to go back to her old life. Plus she had sworn to herself that one day she was going to kill the gang leader who killed her father but she had a lot to learn before she would be ready for that. She and Emmett spent the next few years traveling and taking jobs to make money any way they could but found it was difficult to make any real money with just the two of them. Not long after, they then found Ella and the Crimson Crows. : None yet : Though she usually acts as a scout, she also has enough skill in combat to be part of raiding parties or other combat roles if necessary. WIP : Jessamine (Jess) Flint : Age : Male : WIP : WIP : His tack is fairly plain aside from some beading on the side of his bridle. : He is fast and sure-footed on rough terrain. He is relatively new to Jessamine but the two bonded almost immediately. \
Flame : Emmett Hart : Jack Colter : Male : 31 : Fence : Straight : Emmett has dirty blonde hair that is usually quite messy. He almost always wears a hat so the majority of the mess his hidden. He has a bit of a beard but he doesn’t let it get very long because he feels it gets in the way. He’s not a particularly big man; he’s fairly tall (6’ 1’’) and muscular but not broad. He jokes that it makes him a smaller target. Most of Emmett’s clothing is fairly simple; he wears well-worn leather chaps over trousers, long sleeved cotton shirts of varying color and his favorite vest, usually unbuttoned. He also wears a cowboy hat and boots. Emmett likes to be well-armed so he always wears a belt with two pistols, a knife (or two), and a pouch for explosives or ammunition. He usually also keeps a rifle or shotgun on his saddle. : Emmett is a fairly laid back guy most of the time. He’s easy to talk to and is quick to laugh. Emmett is also a planner. He likes to think things through before acting which can be good if there’s time for it. It means he’s not always comfortable when there's no plan, but he’s learned to think on his feet and follow others’ lead. Emmett is a loyal friend but learned early on not to trust too easily. He tends to expect the worst of people until they prove him wrong : Emmett spent the first half of his life as the promising son of a successful businessman. Around age 18 he fell in love with a young black woman named Rae. As that was taboo at the time, he saw her in secret but soon enough they were discovered. His father disowned him and he became an outcast in the town. He was able to help Rae relocate and start over but he couldn’t seem to outrun his reputation. Eventually he joined up with a gang of outlaws. He was able to use the fear incited by the gang in his favor and he used his connections to sell stolen goods for the gang. His ability to sell anything to just about anyone kept his spot in the gang fairly secure. Others weren’t so lucky. Members were constantly turning on each other for what Emmett always thought were petty reasons. He did more than just act as a fence, however. Emmett quickly learned to ride and shoot and kill when necessary. He and the gang’s leader rarely saw eye to eye on anything, however, so when Emmett saw an opportunity to get out, he took it. He helped a young woman they’d recently taken captive escape and used his inside knowledge of the gang to keep them from being caught. After working with her for several years, she convinced him to join the Crimson Crows with her. At first he was skeptical because of his previous experience with a gang. After seeing how the Crimson Crows treated each other, however, he was much more willing to join. There seemed to be less threat of backstabbing and betrayal than in his previous gang where he was constantly looking over his shoulder. : None : As in his previous gang, Emmett acts as a fence but also participates in other jobs when needed. Dakota : Emmett Hart: 9 : Female: Dakota is a black and white paint horse. Her tail is white and her mane has black and white sections that line up with the patches on her neck. : Dakota is a sweet horse and loves just about everyone. Occasionally she’ll meet a horse she doesn’t get along with but she seems not to have that issue with people. She’s very tolerant and doesn’t get irritated easily. : Dakota’s saddle and bridle are made from high-quality black leather. The blanket padding her back is blue and white.
Monkorpio: Julian O'Connor: Firebeard: Male : 29: Munitions Expert: Straight: The first thing one will notice about someone named Firebeard is that he has no beard. Instead, his face is completely clean-shaven, with just a tiny bit of stubble poking through occasionally. Julian has bright red hair, that's mid-length and braided down one side. He is naturally very pale, although working out in the sun has tanned him a little bit. His face and shoulders are covered in freckles, such an obscene amount that it is seen by many as unnattractive. Julian has a fairly plain looking face, with high cheekbones snd a sharp jawline. His ears are relatively large and stick out. He's tall and lanky, standing at just over six feet. He usually wears an unbuttoned overshirt with no shirt underneath, old ranch jeans, and a pair of boots. Two Pearl-handled revolvers, his pride and his joy, sit in holsters on his waist. : It seems as if the sky could be falling down around Julian and he'd laugh. Nothing can seem to keep his spirits down, and nothing can keep him in check. He spits in the face of authority, both literally and figuratively. Nothing gets Julian angrier than being told what to do, which may be the reason he joined the Crows. Julian is in constant motion, yelling at something over here and something over there. He can't speak below a whisper, either. Some people think that years working with explosives turned him partially deaf. He's the first one to fight 'the man', and always roots for the underdog, who's often himself.: Julian was born to two Irish fences. He grew up knowing the authority as those who would try to hold him down. The first time he got in real trouble with the law was when he was 14, when he and his friends stoned the mayor of the small town he came from. Ever since, Julian has been doing everything in his power to cause a riot wherever he goes. He chose : the name Firebeard on a night out with friends, figuring no one would pin the clean-shaven guy as Firebeard. Unfortunately, the name stuck. : N/A : Other Riot : Julian O'Connor : 4 : Male : Riot, somehow, manages to look like his rider. He's tall and thin, and fast as a bullet. His coat is a shiny copper color, with a white blaze on his nose and white stockings. His black mane and tail are braided. He has wild eyes, the kind that encourage groomers not to approach him.: Riot, as his name suggests, is as impossible as his rider. If anyone but Julian tries to touch Riot, kicks go flying. However, the stallion is perfectly fine around Julian. Riot enjoys to gallop as fast as possible across the country, craving the rush of open air and the thrill of being chased by the law. Riot is also a biter. A big biter.: Riot has no tack, which seems nearly impossible. Julian prefers to ride bareback, trusting his horse more than anything.: Taken from a farm as a colt by Julian. The two have been inseparable ever since.
Monkorpio : Jeremiah Blackwater : Stacy : Male : 35 : Negotiator/Groom : Bisexual : Although Jeremiah is only 35, he looks much older than that. Stress lines have already begone to crease his forehead. He has a warm bronze skin tone, and eyes that are usually half-lidded. One eye is a deep black, while the other is closer to a honey color. He keeps his curly hair fairly short and under a wide-brimmed leather hat. His face, like Julian's, is clean shaven. Jeremiah stands at 5'8, and has a rather muscular frame. He has very pronounced cheekbones and a square jawline, giving him a rather handsome face. He tries to keep his close as simple as possible - a blue, button-up undershirt, ranch jeans, suspenders, and old, worn work boots. : For a bandit, Jeremiah is surprisingly quiet and contemplative. He is a man of few words, and prefers to keep most of his thoughts to himself. He thinks everything through before he does it, running through all the ways it could go wrong. Jeremiah isn't exactly confident, preferring to let others speak and act in his place. Jeremiah is content with not leading the gang, with just sitting back and letting everyone else do it. He loves the sights, smells, and sounds of nature, and is often found sitting out in the woods outside of camp. As the gang's negotiator, he tries to avoid conflict with rival gangs and the law through his words. Many assume his peaceable behavior as a sign of weakness, but Jeremiah certainly knows his way around a gun, and is not afraid to kill when someone he loves is in danger. : Jeremiah was born to two African American parents before they were free people. His parents were two slaves, and ran as soon as his mother discovered she was pregnant. They stayed with a sympathetic New Yorker who was living in the south. Jeremiah's mother gave birth to two twins - Jeremiah Blackwater and Stacy Blackwater. When slavery was outlawed, the family finally started to go into the outside world. However, they still lived in the south just after the war. Jeremiah and his brother were often targeted for their race, and for their entire childhood, they were each other's best friend. For a while, Jeremiah was never happy, but he was at least content. Everything fell apart when, at the age of 14, Stacy was lynched. Jeremiah fell into a cycle of depression, grieving, and anger. He got into a fistfight with a white man's son that ended up turning fatal. Jeremiah was faced with the choice to either run away or be hung. He stole a warhorse and rode away from the small town as fast as possible, leaving his parents with a dead son and another that essentially was. Jeremiah lived a life of thieving to get by, going by the name Stacy. Just when the loneliness had begun to get to him, he stumbled across the Crimson Crows. He hasn't returned to his hometown since he was run out of it, and he hasn't seen his parents since. : N/A : Jeremiah is wanted Dead or Alive in the entirety of Arizona for murder in the 1st degree (which it wasn't.) Hershey : Jeremiah Blackwater : 13 : Female : Hershey is a Clydesdale with a light bay coat and a thick black mane. She has an almost entirely white snout, almost entirely white legs, and her flanks are lightly dappled in white. As a Clydesdale, she is extremely large, towering over other horses. She has a scar on her flank from where she was attacked by a cougar. : Hershey, like her rider, is calm and quiet. Most think she's always sleeping, she very rarely makes noise. However, unlike her rider, she is extremely stubborn. If told to do something she doesn't want to do, she rears her head and stomps. She's loyal to the last, shown when she didn't abandon Jeremiah when he was attacked by a cougar. However, Hershey is terrified by predators because of the incident. : A simple leather saddle, bridle, and saddlebag. She always has a blanket under her saddle for when Jeremiah decides to camp outside. : The daughter of the warhorse Jeremiah stole upon escaping his hometown.
protractor: Phill Foster: The No Gun Kid: Male: 16: supplies supplier: Straight: He stands at around 5'9 and has a small,compact body build.This tends to make for a good utility in case he needs to get out of a spot or just simply get away from the hassle of his life from time to time.He also uses this to get INTO spots.If it's getting in to help bring things to his comrades in a fight or be making the jobs of his comrades easier by clearing a path without raising hell. His eyes are dull gray and seem lifeless at first glance.If you keep with him long enough you see laughter,happiness,and joy in them.Some even say they reflect his conscious about the things he's done:Dead and never will walk again.His skin is a pale but not pale enough to be white,it's more of a light brown.This colour is taken as bad luck in some places and they think he is an embodiment of this superstition.Others think it's a mere coincidence.He has a scar running from his left eye to his chin from a fight he got into.This doesn't make him look any more welcoming than he already does so most people tend to steer clear of him.: Cheerful to some it up.He never seems to cry or frown.He always likes his job even if he could get him killed.He just seems to look to the bright and positive side of things.It's gotten him out of more trouble than he's caused.He isn't quick to anger and doesn't tend to let things get to him.Sure,you can make fun of him and he'll probably pull a knife on you but if it doesn't leave ten inches from his face,you're good.He takes his role seriously and never seems to deter from what's assigned to him.: He ran away from his family at 6 years old.He ran because he didn't like the way his father walked like a big man when everything was handed to him.He found a way to get to the Crimson Crows and joined them.He realized they were low on supplies and figured he'd go into town.He came back without bringing hell with him and he made sure he could always do that.: Open: Other
Rusty: Phill Foster: 3: Female: Rusty is a sleek brown horse with brown eyes and a grey tail.Standing at 4 foot,she is anything but slow.Her legs are longer than most other horses.: She is laid back and doesn't tend to care much about anything: He has the usually seen tack.He has a rope for the reigns instead of leather because it seems to irritate Rusty's skin.He has the 50 stars of the flag on a blanket under the saddle.: Other
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Post by Nightfire on Jan 9, 2019 19:54:15 GMT -5
Relationships
Ella (Adoptive Mother) -> Corbin
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Post by Nightfire on Jan 9, 2019 19:54:51 GMT -5
Riders and Horses Rider -> Horse
Ella -> Steel Corbin -> Thunderbird Madman Grey -> Bloody Mary Enoch -> N/A Bill Harris -> Ranger Aurora -> Dark Comet Jess -> WIP Emmett -> Dakota
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Post by Nightfire on Jan 9, 2019 19:55:43 GMT -5
Bounties (This Bounties is not for the Crows. This is for other folks)
None at this time
Jobs Job Description: Payment Price
Rob some hicks of their illegal moonshine. Sell it back into the market. : $200 A group of wild hogs are attacking sheep and ruining gardens. :$10 per hog killed Estimated 5- 10 hogs. Stage Coach carrying rich folk coming through in 2 days. : Unknown (What ever you get from robbing) A owner to a mine has a bunch of deed to mine just "sitting" in his office. Steal them to sell. : $25 per deed (Price may vary)
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Post by Nightfire on Jan 9, 2019 19:56:19 GMT -5
Crimson Crows Bounties Name: Price: Location: Status: Crime
Ella Cutter: $5,000: Golden City,Colorado: Dead or Alive: Train Robbery. Ella Cutter: $4,000: Sand Creek,Colorado: Dead or Alive: Robbery of armored carriages carrying gold. Ella Cutter: $2,000: Salt Lake City,Utah: Dead or Alive: Horse Theft. Stole 15 prize horses.
Crow Eyed: $1,000: Sand Creek, Colorado: Dead or Alive: Robbery of armored carriages carrying gold. Crow Eyed: $200: Salt Lake City, Utah: Dead: Horse Theft. Stole 15 prize horses.
Madman Grey: $5,000: Golden City,Colorado: Dead or Alive: Train Robbery. Madman Grey: $3,000: Dead or Alive: Robbery of armored carriages carrying gold. Madman Grey: $300: Salt Lake City, Utah : Dead or Alive: Robbed a gun store and stole all it's merch. Madman Grey:$6,000: Location unknown: Alive: Suspect for murder of the 5 males of the Marston Family.
Jesse McQuaid: $4,000: Golden City, Colorado: Dead or Alive: Train Robbery. Jesse McQuaid: $3,000: Sand Creek, Colorado: Dead or Alive: Robbery of armored carriages carrying gold. Jesse McQuaid: $12,000: Salt Lake City, Utah: Alive for trial and hanging: Horse Theft and Murder of Law Enforcement. Stole 15 prized horses, then got in a long gunfight with two US Marshall’s, A Sheriff, and three Deputies. Held the men off while the rest of The Crimson Crows gang escaped with the horses. Killed all six men.
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Post by Nightfire on Jan 9, 2019 19:58:09 GMT -5
ART (Corbin by Nightfire)
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Post by Nightfire on Jan 26, 2019 2:33:06 GMT -5
FINALLY FINISHED!)
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Post by Nightfire on Jan 26, 2019 22:21:55 GMT -5
Sounds great fireclaw!))
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Post by Flame on Jan 26, 2019 23:14:40 GMT -5
(Hey! I'm interested in joining as well! Working on characters... anything/anyone in particular you think would be helpful to the plot or to the gang?)
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Post by Nightfire on Jan 27, 2019 0:14:21 GMT -5
Just a wide variety of people! No matter race, gender or anything else!) EDIT: Actually we do need someone in the gang who acts as a fence for them selling all the stolen and "misplaced" goods. ))
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Post by Flame on Jan 27, 2019 20:18:02 GMT -5
(Sorry it’s taking so long, today got busy so I didn’t have much time. Hopefully I’ll get my characters posted later tonight!)
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Post by flamerune on Jan 27, 2019 20:28:11 GMT -5
flamerune : Enoch Gray: Robin Hood: Male: 32 years old: Thief/Bandit: Bisexual: A relatively tall man with short dusty brown hair with graying streaks and light stubble lining his square jaw. His eyes are a vivid gray, with blue and gold specks around the pupil. He has a black leather cowboy hat with a brown leather strap. He wears a red flannel type shirt with a black duster coat that sweeps down past his knees and blue jeans. At his hip is his pistol sheath. : Snarky and flirtatious, Enoch tends to defy the usual description of a bandit. He is happy to chat pleasantly with his victims as he robs them blind. Enoch is a prankster and has a very sharp tongue. He tends to have a “Robin Hood” tendency of stealing only from the rich, which earned him his name. : A young street urchin left alone on the streets, Enoch was forced to learn to steal and use a silver tongue in order to survive. As he grew, he amassed his own group of young followers. However, when a theft got out of hand, and the entire group was slaughtered and imprisoned, with only Enoch left to escape, Enoch decided to never trust himself again. Only the gang keeps him from his self hatred.: N/A : Enoch may or may not trust himself with a steed. He’ll ride a stolen horse when needed, but he prefers to trust his own legs over a beast.
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Post by Nightfire on Jan 27, 2019 20:57:52 GMT -5
(Awesome, Thanks Flamepelt!) You are added.)) (And Flame no need to apologize! Take your time. I'll be busy this next week or so.)
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Post by Nightfire on Jan 27, 2019 21:06:24 GMT -5
Also flamerune if you want your character to have any former bounties feel free to make them some!
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Fireclaw3
“When there is nothing left to hold onto, hold onto you faith.” #GodisGood
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Post by Fireclaw3 on Jan 27, 2019 23:58:17 GMT -5
Fireclaw3: William ‘Bill’ Harris: Jesse McQuaid: Male: 33: Second In Command: Orientation: William ‘Bill’ Harris, goes by Bill because he can, is somewhat taller than average, standing at 6ft 2in. Bill has an oval shaped head with a defined, slightly pointed chin and a sturdy jawline. His face is usually held forward in a steady gaze, and has an air of authority that is palpable. He has messy, slightly long dark brown hair, dark brown eyes, and an almost faded splash of freckles on the bridge of his nose. Bill’s skin is marked with small scars, nothing so bad that it would damage his good looks, though. He has slightly thin eyebrows, usually raised up high in amusement, or pointed down sharply if something upsets him or makes him angry. He is usually either seen with a goofy grin on his face when he feels happy and at ease, a determined scowl when he is faced with a challenge or an opponent, or he takes up a brooding expression. Bill has pretty short, somewhat roughly trimmed facial hair. He likes to have it shorter, because he feels like it would look too wild if it's very much longer, and if it was trimmed nicer, it wouldn't look wild enough. He feels like it makes him look tougher, and, if it was possible, more attractive. He is a very tanned man with calloused hands, due to days and days out in the hot sun working, and fairly lean with a slightly higher than average, muscular build to himself. Bill’s body is really built more for speed than strength, but he isn't considered remotely weak at all, and his body is very durable and sturdy, meaning that he could really take on the hits before he gets worn out or beat up. Bill usually wears a lose fitting cotton shirt of varying colors, a dark brown vest, dark tan trousers with a think black belt holding them up, and it has a large, silver belt buckle. He wears a pair of brown cowboy boots, a brown cowboy hat, and a brown bandana hanging around his neck. He has a gunbelt hanging loosely on his hips, two pearl handled Colt 45’s in each holster, as well as a large knife attached to the back of the belt. Bill also has a .45-70 repeating rifle that he keeps with his saddle, the gun resting in a large leather scabbard. When Bill is committing crimes as ‘Jesse McQuaid’, he wears a fancy, long sleeved black shirt, a black vest with silver buttons, a pair of black trousers with a black belt holding them up, and it has a small, silver belt buckle. He wears a pair of black cowboy boots, a black cowboy hat, and a red bandana that hangs around his neck, so that he could pull it up to hide his face. He also has his same gunbelt on, which holds his pair of pistols.: Bill is somewhat a fairly nice guy, but he has a slight anger problem, causing him to lash out at people he cares about, making him hurt people when he doesn't want to. This usually happens when he feels pressured or frustrated and when he feels like all hope is lost. He isn’t against hurting people, and sometimes killing, though. He is ruthless against anyone that he deems an enemy. He is a very loyal friend or ally, but if you betray him, it is hard to gain his trust back. He will hunt you down to the end of the earth if you betray or double cross him. To some, Bill acts like a hard, cruel man who would go to far lengths to get what he wants, and sometimes he will. But, once you get to know him, you realize that's not always the case. He is sometimes like a kid at heart, joking around with people and attempting to ease any tension during stressful days. Bill likes to party and have a good time, not shy about tipping a few back. Bill also has a way with the ladies, since he's so attractive and charming, you know, that's what he tends to say, anyways, which is probably one of his jokes. Bill is fairly carefree and reckless in nature, always using a little too much power or skill then the scenario needed, whether fighting against friend or foe, Bill doesn't know when to hold back. Bill is a very loyal ally, never backing down, even if victory is doubtful. Even though Bill is a fairly decent guy, he is willing to do fairly bad things for the greater good of his family and friends.: Bill grew up on his family’s ranch, Harris Ranch. Located a little bit west of Golden City, Colorado sits Harris Ranch. It’s a huge ranch, spanning as far as the eye can see. The Harris’s raise and sell top quality cattle, running hundreds of head of cattle on their land. They also raise horses. They catch wild Mustangs, before training them and selling them. They also breed some of the Mustangs to different breeds of horses, selling superior offspring. The Harris’s are well respected by all of the people of Golden City, not only because they have made a living from selling some of the best quality animals around, but also because over the years, they helped the local law enforcement against different outlaws, helping making Golden City a safer place to live. This trust that the people of Golden City have on the Harris’s has helped keep Bill and his outlaw friends safe. Sometimes when they need a place to hide, they’ll stay at the ranch. Bill Harris loved being on the ranch working, but wanted to do something else. The life of crime always pulling and tugging at his mind. Eventually he gave in and joined up with The Crimson Crows. Bill’s parents were former outlaws who was pardoned for their crimes when they turned in their former gang members. They know about The Crimson Crows and Bill’s involvement with the gang, but they are fiercely loyal to their son, refusing to betray the gang and have them arrested.: None yet: Other
Ranger: William ‘Bill’ Harris aka Jesse McQuaid: 7: Male: A large, muscular Buckskin colored horse. Ranger is a cross between a Quarter Horse and an Arabian.: Ranger is a nice horse, he can get along with others fairly well, horses and people. Though he doesn’t allow anyone other than Bill to ride him. If someone who isn’t Bill gets on this horse, Ranger will instantly buck them off. He’ll just stand there afterwards though: Ranger has fancy, high quality tack. His saddle and bridle are made out of premium grade leather, the color of the leather being Oiled Walnut. The blanket underneath the saddle is a dark brown and made out of quality wool. Hanging on the saddle is a rifle scabbard that holds Bill’s .45-70 repeating rifle.: It has the impressive speed of the Quarter Horse, and the great stamina of the Arabian.
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Fireclaw3
“When there is nothing left to hold onto, hold onto you faith.” #GodisGood
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Post by Fireclaw3 on Jan 28, 2019 12:49:56 GMT -5
Jesse McQuaid: $4,000: Golden City, Colorado: Dead or Alive: Train Robbery. Jesse McQuaid: $3,000: Sand Creek, Colorado: Dead or Alive: Robbery of armored carriages carrying gold. Jesse McQuaid: $12,000: Salt Lake City, Utah: Alive for trial and hanging: Horse Theft and Murder of Law Enforcement. Stole 15 prized horses, then got in a long gunfight with two US Marshall’s, A Sheriff, and three Deputies. Held the men off while the rest of The Crimson Crows gang escaped with the horses. Killed all six men.
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Pansexual
Sparkly
Unofficial Forum President, and the unofficial patrol saint of black cats with blue eyes.
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Post by Sparkly on Jan 28, 2019 15:19:13 GMT -5
( Sparkly | Aurora Michaels | Gunpowder | Female | 14 | No official position currently, but helps with chores and heists. | Pansexual | Aurora has gently tanned skin, which is covered in dark freckles. She has short, very messy, extremely curly, dark brown hair, which is cut in an uneven manner. She has dark, forest-green eyes, and is very skinny and small. She is light and agile, and almost looks like a child from a distance. She often wears loose, poncho-type clothing as a way of trying to make herself look larger and more imposing. | Aurora is a quiet, introverted sort of person - not the girl that you'd expect to be in a gang. She keeps to the edges of both society and the Crows, not bothering to build associations with anybody. She's a freedom-fighter, always working towards making the world a better place, even if it means rebelling against antiquated laws and customs. She prefers to spend time with animals rather than people, and adores her horse, Dark Comet. She can be extremely physically aggressive at times, and has a few anger problems. She has PTSD from her first experience with crime. | Aurora was born in a relatively normal manner - the child of Toby and Mia Leyan, a recently married couple. However, when the family farm burned to the ground, an infant Aurora was the only one left alive. Aurora was stolen away by her older cousin, Amaya Leyan, and Amaya's girlfriend, Goldie, in order to stop Aurora from being raised by an abusive village - a village that didn't approve of same-gender couples. When Aurora was 11, the past caught up to her happy life, and Amaya and Goldie were both murdered. Horrified, Aurora stole a village horse, and ran away from the village. She was shot with a rifle whilst escaping, and still has PTSD from her first few clumsy attempts at crime. She renamed the horse Dark Comet, changed her surname, and started taking up random jobs in order to survive. When she was 13, she stumbled upon the Crimson Crows, and joined the gang, as she has nowhere else to go. | None | None Dark Comet | Aurora Michaels | 4 | Female | A slender pure black female horse, with a white blaze and white socks. She has gentle, dark brown eyes, and a long, silky, ebony-black mane and tail. She has long legs, and can run like the wind. Her breed is unknown. | Comet has a kind, gentle disposition, and hardly ever gets aggressive. She adores people, and is very trusting. An honest, hardworking horse, Comet was trained to race and jump by Aurora, and hardly ever refuses a command. | Comet has an old, crumbling, leather saddle and bridle, but she hardly ever wears it, Aurora often choosing to simply ride bareback. | None I hope that this is all okay!)
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Post by Nightfire on Jan 28, 2019 23:44:22 GMT -5
Looks perfect thanks you two. And I think Aurora's back story is fine. Ella has the really dark back story.))
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Post by Nightfire on Jan 29, 2019 0:01:59 GMT -5
The sun was over head and Ella walked out from under the shade made by the tent of hers that was set up in the middle of camp. She walked out barefoot and stretched herself out letting her toes curl in the grass under her feet. She walked to the Food wagon where Madman was standing cutting up meat into smaller chunks and throwing them into a pot filled with potatoes and onions and carrots. She grabbed a bottle of beer out of the crate of beers and opened it. "I've gotta say that this has been a peaceful two weeks. Bill did a good job with finding us this spot." She said to the older man as she sat on the crates and looked at him. "Aye, that he did." the man said as he glanced at her. "Would you mind telling Corbin to go hunting later today? We are low on meat." "I can do that." Ella said as she nodded and bowed her head slightly. "Say, have you seen Cornwall?" She asked. "Nah since before dawn this morn. He said he had a personal job to do." Madman told her. "Why?" "I worry if taking him in was as good idea." She said. "Ya took me in an thats saying something." Ella chuckled as she finished her beer. "You've got merit and play your part..." She said as she stood and stretched. "Until later Grey." She said as she turned to walk away.
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Fireclaw3
“When there is nothing left to hold onto, hold onto you faith.” #GodisGood
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Post by Fireclaw3 on Jan 29, 2019 0:49:42 GMT -5
Bill was leaning back in a wooden chair, feet kicked up and sitting on a few wooden crates. He lay there, resting in the shade of a large oak tree, a bottle of whiskey sitting in the grass beside him. The man whistled slightly as he looked up at the sky, happy and content with the recent peace and quiet that had fallen over the gang. Bill was pretty happy with the location that he picked out for their camp, it was hidden away nicely, not too close to any settlements or roads, but it was close enough to where they could run and get supplies if they needed them. The man picked up the whiskey bottle, taking a large swig of it before seeing Ella strolling around the camp. He motioned over to her to join him, since there was another chair there, and it felt mighty nice under the shade of the tree.
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Post by Nightfire on Jan 29, 2019 10:35:16 GMT -5
Ella saw Bill waving her down. She walked over to him and sat down next to him. "'Ter noon Bill." She said leaning back and putting her feet up.
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Post by Nightfire on Jan 29, 2019 11:37:49 GMT -5
Ella nodded. "The normal stuff, but Grey said we need more meat so I plan on sending Corbin out to do some hunting. "Maybe you can join him if you feel like it." She said thinking. "If we can get some hides it would be nice to sell some to the local trapper." She said.
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Heterosexual
Fireclaw3
“When there is nothing left to hold onto, hold onto you faith.” #GodisGood
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Post by Fireclaw3 on Jan 29, 2019 11:58:40 GMT -5
I edited one of Bill’s bounties a while ago. The price was $10,000 and I upped it to $12,000 because of the severity of the crime. I think I forgot to tell you that lol I always forget things)
Bill nodded his head before looking around. “Say, where is Corbin? I haven’t seen him around for a bit now.” He said, letting out a small, discreet sigh. That boy was sometimes hard to keep an eye on, today was one of those times. “I’ll help him, whenever he gets back, I haven’t gone hunting in awhile now. I used to go all of the time when I was just a little boy.” He stated, thinking back to his childhood, when he had hardly no worries. The only worries he had back then were ‘How long can I play today’ and ‘When are we going to eat next’.
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Post by Nightfire on Jan 29, 2019 12:23:32 GMT -5
"Corbin's probably with the horses like he normally is." Ella said. "I'm not too worried about him." She said. "Have you seen Cornwall, that feller we picked up about a month back? He's one of them that I worry about." She said flatly. "Part of my gut doesn't trust him, he's...shadier than most folk. Apparently he left before dawn. You know where he went?" she asked.
Corbin was in the field with the horses. He was sitting a make shift hitch fiddling with his bow, making modifications to it. Thunderbird trotted over and nuzzled him. Corbin smiled and patted the horse before he pushed off and watched and Geist and Thunderbird danced around together.
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Pansexual
Sparkly
Unofficial Forum President, and the unofficial patrol saint of black cats with blue eyes.
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Post by Sparkly on Jan 29, 2019 14:16:14 GMT -5
Aurora was sitting cross-legged in one corner of the camp, her back to the sun, paging through an old, tattered book. It had been her journal, when she was younger. She'd stopped writing in it after she'd stolen Comet and ran away. It was only half-full. Her gaze flicked to the final entry, and she whispered the words under her breath. "August 12. Auntie and Goldie were taken today. I stole a mare from Old Joshua in the town centre, and ran away. The fierce boys got me with a rifle on the way out. I'll be okay, though. I think. I'll be okay." She shut the book, her head dropping. She'd never seen Auntie and Goldie be killed. Maybe they were still out there... But probably not.
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