On the Backs of Horses || Old West RP || Semi-Lit || Open

[xstarbabe]

[Thank you! Recap please? So I can start rping =3]

[winchester.]

Username:
Katniss Everdeen
Name:
Charlotte Anne Kreiner
She holds the nickname Lottie by fellow workers or others who often stop by
Age:
21
Gender:
Female
Race:
Caucasian, White
Appearance:
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Lottie has long blonde wavy hair that is usually to her side in a ponytail or messy braid, or pinned up. rarely will you see her with her hair just laying down. She is quite tall and slender, around five foot seven or eight inches. She is fairly pale and isn't allowed to get into the sun much, strict "parents". She has stunning bright green eyes that contrast against her pale skin and blonde hair. She does have a curvy body, but doesn't like showing herself off very much out of work.
Occupation:
Saloon Girl
Personality:
Lottie is a very fun, playfull girl. She is kind to almost everyone she meets, never really using harsh words or cruel actions towards others. Being an only child she usually got what she wants, but than would share it with others. She loves to hang around people, no matter there race or gender, but ever since she grew older she left hanging with the guys and now with the girls and women more, becoming a truer lady. But she still has a more playful side too her if your able to bring it out. Lottie can be quite and follows rules, she has been shot down and bullied by people after... something happened. So... after this she is commenly the quiet girl. You know, the one who doesn't talk to strangers. Ya, that fun side is only if you can uncover her. Lottie loves kids, and never has or been close too having one, trust me. But eventually she wants one or two... or maybe three of her own. Shes just been hurt so often, she really is quite broken and tattered.. and needs someone to earse her misery.

Alliance:
Either. She is more with the whites, but doesn't want any war. She trusts the Natives.
Pets/Animal Partners:
[urlhttp://static.wix.com/media/efd8186bfe7f49cf9fdd128661042c65.wix_mp]Banner[/url]
History:
Well...this might be told later... but not now.
Other:
Well, pie comes in any flavor and any size, and sometimes its pretty!


Username:
Katniss Everdeen
Name:
Tanner Johnathan Dier
Age:
25
Gender:
Male
Race:
Caucasian
Appearance:
Tanner is a tall man with semi short black hair and tanned skin. he is around six foot three inches, and is muscular to fit his build. He has a tattoo on his arm, a sort of tribal thing.
Occupation:
He is both a family Farmer and Rancher, on his own of coarse, but does help others when they need him.
Personality:
He is the average playa' boy...for back than... normally. He goes to who he wants, and never has gotten told off. Don't wana be the first. Tanner tends to be kinda feared, and he sticks up for anyone. Through a fist fight, or harsh words. He doesn't care what people think, he just wants to be right. He is immensly protective of his girlfriends. And... frankly any girl. Not much of guys, unless they are being bullied and pushed around by other people...any race, gender, age. So he's also a sweet heart. He is a gentle man, to. He opens the doors, brings roses, wraps his arm around her shoulders. Does what she says. He doesn't care, at all, and doesn't mind being judged. He truely never really listens either, and just does what he wants. He's a guy, what can you expect.

Alliance:
Both. He doesn't care, at all.
Pets/Animal Partners:
Catcher
History:
Coming soon
Other:
Pie is so warm and can be cold, perfect for year round.

[raibee.]

{@Katniss Everdeen: Accepted c: }
{@*Nightmare*: I'd prefer you read the posts, but here's a recap all the same - Not much has happened yet. The town is still waking up. Emmett (saloon owner) has just opened up, there's not many customers. One of his saloon gals just took a client. Sam (rancher's daughter) enters and is denied a drink. An argument begins outside of the saloon. Emmett goes outside to see what's happening and Sam steals some of Emmett's whiskey. With the natives, not much is happening, the hunters just arrived. Kaya (chief's daughter) had a rather frightening experience (on her end) and almost ran into Zachary (rancher). Sam then comes across Kaya, isn't particularly friendly, and rides to her home. She then proceeds to tell her father she likes Emmett.}

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{Not replying for Emmett yet since Jaytheunicorn hasn't posted, but here's Kaya and Chief White Hawk. c: }

Still shocked by the encounter, Kaya's thoughts lingered on the white man she'd almost run into. Had he asked if she was alright? Or did she imagine it? Shaking the thought from her head, Kaya heard the familiar sound of the Cheyenne language and knew she was almost to her camp. <Let's go, Hotohke.> Kaya urged the mare into a canter, both eager to arrive home. Not six feet later was Kaya's journey interrupted by another white.

Taken aback by the sudden appearance of another horse, Hotohke's ears pinned to her skull. The small horse uttered a disgruntled whinny and reached out to bite the other horse. Fortunately for the other horse, Kaya tugged sharply on the rope reins, correcting the feisty mare. <Be nice,> Kaya told the red roan mare before looking up at the white girl. "I am not in your way." She stated, watching as the girl moved around her and cantered away. Once the girl had disappeared from view, horse and rider made their way back to the camp. Chief White Hawk greeted them with a grave expression.

<My daughter, finally you return to me.> The chief gave Kaya a grim smile and watched as his daughter slid off Hotohke's back. <But you return at a most troubling hour. One of our warriors has been killed.>

A rush of anger filled the young woman's heart. <Who killed him? Was it one of them?> She almost snarled, but bit back some of her emotions out of respect for her father. <Was it a white man?> The chief's silence said enough. <I will ride into town and confro->

<You must not.> Chief White Hawk interrupted, holding his hand up for silence. <The white men have made it very clear if we leave the reservation, we will be shot. And I could not bear to have my daughter murdered.>

Kaya stared at the ground. Her father was the chief and he knew what was best for the tribe. But she couldn't sit and do nothing. Kaya grabbed a handful of Hotohke's mane and swung onto the mare's back. <I'm sorry, father.> She whispered, not meeting his eyes. She was grateful when he didn't try to talk her out of her decision. Seconds later, Kaya and Hotohke were galloping towards the town.

[raibee.]

{Bump.}

[Chai Tea]

{Bookmarking.}

[Chai Tea]

Work in Progress

Username:
Lord Kangaroo
Name:
Miles A. Hopkins
Age:
23
Gender:
Male
Race:
Half Native American (Cheyenne)-Half Caucasian
Appearance:
[Picture is above]
Occupation:
News editor/writer
Personality:
Tactful and Intelligent, Miles always tries to get both sides of a story.
Alliance:
Though he does live with the whites, Miles is more likely to side with the natives.
Pets/Animal Partners:
Nahkoe [meaning - "bear"] (Female Wolf)
History:
Other:

[xstarbabe]

Skylar

The sun shined into my room brightly, I sat up and pushed the sheets off my body. The sounds of the piano playing downstairs woke me up a little bit. I swung my legs off the bed and got dressed for work. The screeching of wagon wheels outside made dogs bark, it was quite annoying. I grabbed my boots from under the bed and laced them up before heading downstairs. I pulled my door open and walked down the stairs and sat on a couch near the bar. I let out a yawn, and fixed my dress. It seemed nice outside, although the sun's light annoyed me sometimes. It looked windy too. I got up and walked outside onto the porch, enjoying the cool breeze against my face. I watched as cowboys trotted by on their horses. I had wanted to take my horse out for a run lately. But I hadn't had the time to do so. Trigger is a really beautiful horse, a chocolate brown pelt and cream colored mane with long legs and blue eyes. He was certainly fast in races, as i've seen my dad race him.A couple of years ago, my father had caught and broke him, then decided to give him to me. I smiled at the memory. I looked over at the town, wondering if anyone else was enjoying the weather as much as I was.

[raibee.]

{Erm, I just want to make sure you know what a saloon gal is. They're old-fashioned prostit**es. She would be at work already, in Emmett's saloon with it being noon already.}

[Space & Gravity]

Yellow Eyes sighed and slowly walked back to the reservation, with Little Rock (her brute wolf) at her side. Her eyes roamed the small meadow, spotting the town in the faint distance. She mumbled something under her breath, something that wasn't meant to be heard. She kept walking, her hand running through her hair as she looked straight ahead. She felt a slight breeze, her pitch black hair flowed with it as one. Her lips formed a tight line, her pure white dress was now smeared. Her alert, seeming soul-taking, yellow eyes soon seemed to disappear under her soft eyelids as she closed her eyes. She felt more relaxed than how she had feltt before, the pain in her feet for walking barefoot didn't seem to pain her much.

{{: I'm sorry this post is so short, I'm kind of using my phone at the moment because my dog tore our internet connection wires. : }}

[V I N T A G E.]

Sam sat Maddie down-"I will take you riding later. I need to go to the saloon and visit the new saloon gal."-She said getting up-"This better not be a way to get to that boy Emmett is it?"-Her father asked walking threw the screen door and kicked off his cowboy boots-"Now Henry, Samantha is 19 years old and she is old enough for a man."-Her mother said drying a plate and setting it softly in the glass cabinet-"Well, shes still my little girl."-He said walking past the brown haired teenager and putting his hand on Sam's mother's shoulder-"Maddie, I will be back before eight, I promise I will take you riding when I get back. No sooner than tomorrow."-Sam sighed hugging the little girl and slipping on her boots-"Them shorts short enough for you dear?"-Henry asked with a grin-"Ha ha ha dad. Very funny."-She said sarcastically walking threw the screen door and over to the stable- The wind crept through her skin and into her veins- It felt nice from the heated summer days that they had had earlier in the month-She walked into the room to notice the house keeper-"Hello."-She muttered opening Sage's stable door and hooking the lead onto the muzzle-"Come on girl. Lets get your blanket and saddle."-She whispered to the chocolate brown horse- The beauty walked along side Sam as she took it to the saddle room-"Stay."-She said hooking the lead to the bar and grabbing a blanket-She slipped it onto the horses back and with great might she slid the saddle along with it- Sam slid her boot into the foot rest and swung herself around to sit on top of the beautiful brown horse-She unhooked the lead and threw it to the ground- Grabbing the reins she lend forward and whispered go into the animals ear- In response the horse began to trot down the gravel road- About an hour later she found the saloon-"Thank God."-She said getting off and grabbing an extra lead out of the satchel-Sam clipped it onto the muzzle lead the horse to the bar- She clipped the lead to the bar and grabbed her pistol-She slid it into her bag and walked in- All she could her was music and the sound of cups of beer hitting the tables as the women danced away for money-She sighed in disgust and sat down at the bar- With a small smirk she said to Emmett-"I'm not here to get your dumb drinks. Though you wouldn't give it to me any way. Well, I'm just here to see the new dancer and see how. You know what I mean."-She said looking in his eyes and then back at the dancers- She saw the new girl Charlotte dancer on the end-"Is that her?"-She asked Emmett-"Oh, and I just wanted to tell you. I know we got off on the wrong foot. But, lets start over. I'm Samantha but, people call me Sam."-She said smiling at him-