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    Crimson Noon | Wild West RP | ClosedNovember 11, 2021 11:45 PM

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Edited at December 6, 2021 09:59 PM by Plague Doctor
Crimson Noon | Wild West RP | ClosedNovember 11, 2021 10:02 PM

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The year is 1607, in the lovely state of America. At the beginning of the wild west era, everything was new and untouched - sheriffs haven't become a thing, and neither were bandits. Lands were unexplored, a high population of wild and plant life alike. Unaware that change was coming and not a very good one. Endless amount of conflict wherever you go, men becoming lawless and hunted down by corrupted sheriffs with their deputies. Towns, farms, forts, and all other sources of civilization are in the making when the population of humans increases. With more white settlers coming, this creates a conflict with the locals; the Native Americans/Indians. Not to mention; the dispute white Americans are having with each other. Their battles between the good and the bad: Sheriffs Vs. Outlaws.

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At the very beginning of the Crimson Riders, a legendary gang that started as nothing, as the years go on, they had a reputable reputation. Depending on whose version of the story you heard, they're either the good guys or the bad guys to the story. No one knows why the gang was created - with the real reason forgotten thanks to many different conspiracies as the years go on. Each gang member had their own stories and legends: some true and some make-believe. The Crimson Riders were feared and respected throughout the Wild West. Even those that work for the law tilt their hats out of respect which rarely happens between them.

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You're a nobody, a regular citizen of the US living just an ordinary life. How and why you joined the gang is up to you. Maybe you were bored of being a miner, want vengeance against the law that has done you wrong, or perhaps you're seeking fortune. Whatever the case may be, you decided to join the gang, making allies and foes alike.


Edited at November 11, 2021 11:44 PM by Plague Doctor
Crimson Noon | Wild West RP | ClosedNovember 11, 2021 11:06 PM

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RP Rules

Eve's rules have to be followed.

1. Be active for this RP. I don't want this RP to die out way too quickly, even when people are freshly joining. If you want to pull out during the RP, then shoot me a PM.
2. They're human, not gods. Everyone has strengths and weaknesses - they can't dodge every attack and bullet.
3. Please use 200+ words for RPing and creating your character sheet. <3 To add, you can be furtherly descriptive with your characters' appearances.
4. Keep the fighting between characters and not each other. Alright? ;3
5. I will only hold reservations for two days, perhaps three. Everyone gets busy in real life to work on character sheets, so I'm not pushing it too hard unless too many people are doing it.
6. The limit amount of characters you can have is 2, but as the RP goes on. I'll grant everyone full permission to create a few more. This is so spots can be available for other people.
7. I will allow OC/personally drawn images of your characters. <3 Stated before, I also want a typed description of what they look like. In addition, I accept STOCKED AND CREDITED images for the horses.
8. To make this more interesting, intercharacter romance isn't allowed. Expand your horizons and romance other people's characters. I'm only allowing siblings, cousins, etc. between your characters.
9. Have any questions, then shoot me a PM. I don't bind. ;3
10. Be realistic with this. This is about ordinary humans living in the old times. Put mango in other. No one has superpowers or any other thing like that.
11. Have fun and be creative!

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Gang Rules

Since the gang hasn't been formed yet, the rules would be told and made in the RP. When the creation of rules is finished, I'm adding them here and onto the first page of the RP.


Edited at November 11, 2021 11:41 PM by Plague Doctor
Crimson Noon | Wild West RP | ClosedNovember 11, 2021 11:31 PM

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The Crimson Riders Gang

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Leader
Irvin 'Hellrider' Nicholson | Played by Plague Doctor

Co-Leader
Locked for now

Gunslingers
Locked for now

Recruits
Connor O'Conner | Played by Dragonhorse
Buck 'Hotshot' Coleman | Played by queen.
Nyx | Played by Covidic Coffee
Dakota | Played by Covidic Coffee
Jamison Ruth | Played by Argos
Angus Smith | Played by Apache
Cyprus Thayne | Played by Lost Legends
Micheal Isaac Green | Played by the Draconians
Julian Zephyr "Zeph" Justus | Played by danger

Other Members:
Jackson O'Conner | Played by Dragonhorse

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Gang Rank Meaning

Leader:
The creator of the gang and in charge of keeping everyone in line. They find the next location of the campsite, creating and giving out jobs for quick cash, and bringing peace within the gang. Being a leader gives them a lot of responsibility on their plate, with the biggest one making the gang avoid the law any way possible. Never disrespect the leader in any way, or you might find a bullet between the eyes.

Co-Leader:
Second-in-command of the gang and would give out orders that the leader made. In charge of assigning hunting parties to keep the gang fed, and set out patrols around camp to make sure the law isn't near. When the leader is away from camp, they're in charge until the leader comes back. At times, the leader would send the co-leader out with a couple of other gang members to find jobs they can do.

Gunslingers:
Members that have been in the gang long enough to have this title. They're experienced outlaws that the leader puts their trust into and are free to do things on their own. Being a gunslinger means that you're devoted not only towards the leader but to the gang, as well. Depending on the situation, a gunslinger might become a co-leader if the leader finds them honorable enough.

Recruits:
Freshly joined members that are seeking to complete their goals. Depending on their backstory, they suck at riding a horse or even shooting a gun. Hell, they might get nervous during robberies. As time goes on, they would get adjusted to the life of an outlaw, and those who stay (or live) long enough might become a gunslinger.

Edited at December 8, 2021 10:58 PM by Plague Doctor
Crimson Noon | Wild West RP | ClosedNovember 11, 2021 11:40 PM

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Human Sheet

Name:
Nickname:
Age:
Gender:
Nationality:
Rank:
Desired Rank:
Previous Occupation:
Appearance:
Outfit/Accessories:
Mount/Horse:
Weapons:
Personality:
Affiliations:
Family:
Sexuality:
Significant Other:
Crush:
Children:
Pets(Optional):
Backstory(Optional):
Other:

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Horse Sheet

Name:
Age:
Gender:
Breed:
Owner:

Apperance:
Personality
Other:

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Edited at November 11, 2021 11:44 PM by Plague Doctor
Crimson Noon | Wild West RP | ClosedNovember 11, 2021 11:42 PM

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Irvin John. Nicholson

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"This gang is my family, sheriff. If you harm them, I'm coming for your sorry arse."

Name:
Irvin John. Nicholson

Nickname:
Hellrider

Age:
21

Birthday:
March 12, 1586

Gender:
Male

Nationality:
White

Rank:
Leader

Desired Rank:
Satisfied

Previous Occupation:
Irvin worked and lived on his father's farm. It all changed when a corrupted sheriff burned down the farm and killed his family.

Appearance:
An enormous man standing 6'2 in height, and with his weight estimated around 212 lbs. His skin is white, but due to being constantly outside, he has a tan going on. He's a very muscular man with a mesomorphic body structure, but he's not one to flaunt. His hands have been calloused since he started helping around the farm, and they still are now. Scars from battles between man and animal alike. With a couple of burn scars from the fire all those years ago - the biggest one being on the left side of his face. He has a diamond-shaped face, eyes that of almond with a straightened nose. His eyes were a bright blue, but now his left eye is a milky white thanks to the fire. His eyes always seem to have a calculating look in them, including a bit of loneliness and grief.

His stance is sluggish, despite not being much of a drinker. A man that doesn't seem to care about anyone or anything and would prefer to settle disputes with guns. Irvin doesn't look that much of a leader, but he does have his charismatic values. His facial expression is normally nonchalant - unbothered by the things around him. It would change once he becomes serious or angry - his whole attitude would change and it would be uncomfortable to be around.

Outfit/Accessories:
WIP

Mount/Horse:
Selcier

Weapons:
Whitworth Rifle
Colt Single-Action Revolver

Personality:
Silent | Stubborn | Brave | Guardian | Bipolar | Caring | Secretly Affectionate | Loner | Uncertain

Irvin may not show it, but he can be protective of those he considers family and friends. He may not show it as much since he hides it well but would cast a subtle glance of worry your way. After the incident with his family, he's quite unsure and hesitant to grow attached to someone - afraid he'll lose them too. Don't take offense towards his cold demeanor; deep down inside, he cares about you, one way or another. Irvin is extremely defensive over his horse, the only living thing he has that reminds him of his family. When someone hurts either of them, he would go berserk and want to kill whoever did it due to his PTSD. He would go completely mad with rage, not even showing mercy, and would prefer ending things with a bullet. Never insult his gang; you're second handily insulting him, and that's enough to put 6-feet in the ground. Irvin is not hesitant to put himself in danger to keep everyone safe: a bullet, snake, or cannon won't change his mind. You will have a damn good alley till the very end - be sure to treat this with care. However, he will smack you in the back of the head if you have done or said something stupid. Do be mindful when you're around him.

Some call him a vigilante, protecting those who can't defend themselves while killing those that cause too much trouble. This is somewhat true, he would rob and steal a few wagons, but he would never point a gun at an innocent person until proven guilty. He hates the law, especially those that join it to settle their greed, and is not afraid to kill any of them. He can be merciful to those that quit being a lawman and are now part of his gang, but he would still show a bit of mistrust. Irvin is not afraid to kill his members if they take things too far. He's not afraid to take up arms against rival gangs if they prove too much of a hassle. He prefers to stay neutral with the other local gangs, not wanting to bring unnecessary drama. He has a caring side towards children and animals - rarely, he would even smile at them. He doesn't care if the kid is his or not; he would still protect them and make sure they're safe before anything.

Affiliations:
Conner and Jackson: He views this man as a brother, but that's something he's keeping to himself. Irvin is not very open to his emotions, but he still cares about the man. He doesn't show affection too much, but he's certain Conner knows he does worry about him. He sees little Jackson as his nephew and would willingly die for the boy. Never mess with either of them, or else you'll suffer Irvin's wrath.

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Family:
Mr. Nicholson (Father; Dead)
Mrs. Nicholson (Mother; Dead)
2 Younger Siblings (Siblings; Dead)

Sexuality:
Straight

Significant Other:
We'll see

Crush:
None, he's too focused on getting vengeance.

Children:
Yeah, no.

Pets(Optional):
A fully-grey Scottish Deerhound named Lucky

Backstory(Optional):
WIP

Other:
Irvin hates any law enforcement with a passion.
Hates being near fire, and it would trigger his PTSD.
Why does no one else like mangos?

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Horse Sheet

Name:
Selcier

Age:
3 years

Gender:
Stallion

Breed:
Azteca

Owner:
Mr. Nicholson (Deceased)
Irvin (Alive)

Apperance:
(credits to Colourize-Stock)

Personality
He's a very aggressive horse and would try to bite anyone that gets too close. Selcier is a brave horse, charging headfirst even through a gunfight and when predators are around. Aztecas are bred to be warhorses, which means nothing can spook him, so don't try scaring him. You might earn a kick to the head, don't test your luck. Grooming him is a difficult task even for Irvin, including putting tack on him. After that traumatizing event, he hates physical contact with humans and other horses. Towards Irvin, he would accept his touch, but it can't be longer than 2 minutes.

Other:
Selcier has scars thanks to the raid the sheriff caused on the farmer. He hates human contact, but he would accept Irvin's to an extent.

Edited at November 12, 2021 11:31 AM by Plague Doctor
Crimson Noon | Wild West RP | ClosedNovember 12, 2021 01:26 AM

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Name:
Connor O'Conner
(Yes, his mother screwed with him, XD)
Nickname:
Conny
Age:
25
Gender:
Male
Nationality:
White
Rank:
Recruit
Desired Rank:
Gunslinger
Previous Occupation:
Ranch hand
Appearance:

Face:

Connor is a relativly handsome young guy. He has very pronounced freatures, the most striking being his light gray eyes. They stand out against his brown eyebrows and darker eyelashes. He has lighter skin, but it often gets tanned slightly from the sun. He does not look very feminine depsite his longer eyelashes, he has a square jawline and a pronounced, yet not very large nose. He has full strawberry blonde eyebrows matching his hair.

He has a deep scar cutting across the corner of his face and down to his jaw. It starts by cutting a piece of his ear off, then swooping down across his cheekbone and then jawline. It is a nice cut and has healed, but left a good sized, very prominant scar. He also has another knife cut that is very faint right across his right eyebrow. You can mostly tell that it is there by a little space in his eyebrow.

Body:

He is very skinny, too skinny. It's not natraul either, he's skinny because he often had to go to without food and still doesn't take much for himself. He stands at 6'4, but will usually appear an inch or two shorter due to him slouching his shoulders much of the time.

Because he is so skinny, you can see every ounce of his muscle. He is a rather musclular person, having an athletic build. He has large broad shoulders and a smaller waist. He has a large scar across his shoulder and another one down his back. He also has some claw scars along his leg and and down his back.

Hair:

He has strawberry blonde hair that is almost always messy. It's short and unkept and constantly having to be shoved back from his eyes when he doesn't have his hat on.

Outfit/Accessories:

Connor wears lighter, faded brown boots on his feet. They are a bit too big on his feet, but he never pays it much mind other than the occasional stumble. He wears old rusted spurs that barely spin on the ends and are usually caked in dirt and along with the bottom of his soles.

His jeans used to be a bright blue denim, but are now so faded that the blue is barely visable anymore. They have many tears in them that have been patched together multiple times by very jaged and and crooked stiching. He wears chaps over his jeans, and they are long enough to touch the sides of his boots.

He wears a black button up shirt. It is once again torn and ripped with the same jagged stitching the jeans have where it has been fixed. He usually wears a raw leather vest over his black top.

He wears a bandana around his neck that is a black color and fades into his shirt color. It is the only thing he has on him that doesn't have any large rips or holes in it.

He wears a short hunter jacket. It hits him about his wasteline. Unlike his other clothing, this jacket's rips and holes have not been patched. It has wolf fur for the collar and the rest is a simple borwn/tan leather.

He wears an old brown cowboy hat that has a few bullet holes through the rim and top. Making his close escapes. It is not fancy at all and is in horrible condition.

Mount/Horse:
Yes, a horse
Weapons:

He wears one singular gunbelt that is just as worn out as his other clothes. It is not fancy at all and looks like it's very old, mostly from lack of care and the actual age. It is a darker chesnut color.

His pistol is a Colt Single Action Army revolver, which holds 6 shots when fully loaded, which it always is. It is a .45 calliber and can do nice quick damage to a target. The gun looks old, some of the metal having chips. The steel is a regular type, nothing fancy. The wood on the handle is starting to crack and split, which is sometimes painful when he holds the gun.

He also has a double barrel shotgun usually strapped to his back. The strap for the gun contrains the shells for the gun for a quick reload. The gun is a sligthly blued steel with a cherry wood stock. Flowers have been engraved in the steel. It is the nicest thing he owns.

Personality:
~Cautious~

Conner is a natraully catious person. He is not one to rush into anything without having a thorough look at it and making sure it is safe or at least concrete on a plan. He also has some trust issuesm not able to let his gaurd down with barely anyone he comes into contact with. He would rather doubt everyone and expect to get hurt or betrayed than to take a chance.

~Reactive~

He is also reactive of things that happent to him. He will react out of self defence and won't hesitate to hurt or harm you if you do anything that he percieves as a threat.

~Patient~

He is very patient. He will be the first to wait something out instead of being impulsive and jumping straight in. He likes to tkae time to carefully plan and doesn't mind waiting to get what he wants. He also is very patient with others around him, giving them second chances and waiting by their side.

~Kind~

He is extremely kind to everyone. He usually is kind of shy and quiet, but that wont keep him from showing kindness to everyone he interacts with. He is natraully very soft and genlte with his approach in things, making him slightly different from other people in the gang.

Strengths:

~Thinks things through~

~Good shot~

~Strong~


Weaknesses:

~Tall~

~Loner~

~Clumsy~

Affiliations:
Open (PM me)
Family:
Mother (Deceased)
Father (Unknown fate)
Fiancee (Deceased)
Son (Alive)
Sexuality:
Straight
Significant Other:
None, may devolp.
Crush:
PM me
Children:
Son - Jackson - 3 years old (Almost 4)
Pets(Optional):
None
Backstory(Optional):
Complex
Other:
Mango tree

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Horse Sheet

Name:

Knight
Age:

6 years old
Gender:

Stallion
Breed:

Draft cross
Owner:

Connor
Apperance:

Knight is a very large, tall stallion. He is built and is a very powerful horse. He was trained as a youngster to be used as a wagon horse. He stands at a whopping 18.1 hands.

eventing-horse-show-stock-18-by-almondjoyy5-d6akw2b-pre.jpg

(Stock image credited to almondjoyy5 on deviant art)


Personality:

Sweet stallion. He likes treats and will often try to nibble on people who walk nearby him. He likes to work and likes Connor. He will walk upto him and search his pockets for treats.
Other:

He likes apples, peaches and mangos.


Edited at November 12, 2021 11:39 AM by Evermore
Crimson Noon | Wild West RP | ClosedNovember 12, 2021 08:56 AM

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Dragonhorse said:
Name:
Connor O'Conner
(Yes, his mother screwed with him, XD)
Nickname:
Conny
Age:
25
Gender:
Male
Nationality:
White
Rank:
Recruit
Desired Rank:
Gunslinger
Previous Occupation:
Ranch hand
Appearance:

Face:

Connor is a relativly handsome young guy. He has very pronounced freatures, the most striking being his light gray eyes. They stand out against his brown eyebrows and darker eyelashes. He has lighter skin, but it often gets tanned slightly from the sun. He does not look very feminine depsite his longer eyelashes, he has a square jawline and a pronounced, yet not very large nose. He has full strawberry blonde eyebrows matching his hair.

He has a deep scar cutting across the corner of his face and down to his jaw. It starts by cutting a piece of his ear off, then swooping down across his cheekbone and then jawline. It is a nice cut and has healed, but left a good sized, very prominant scar. He also has another knife cut that is very faint right across his right eyebrow. You can mostly tell that it is there by a little space in his eyebrow.

Body:

He is very skinny, too skinny. It's not natraul either, he's skinny because he often had to go to without food and still doesn't take much for himself. He stands at 6'4, but will usually appear an inch or two shorter due to him slouching his shoulders much of the time.

Because he is so skinny, you can see every ounce of his muscle. He is a rather musclular person, having an athletic build. He has large broad shoulders and a smaller waist. He has a large scar across his shoulder and another one down his back. He also has some claw scars along his leg and and down his back.

Hair:

He has strawberry blonde hair that is almost always messy. It's short and unkept and constantly having to be shoved back from his eyes when he doesn't have his hat on.

Outfit/Accessories:

Connor wears lighter, faded brown boots on his feet. They are a bit too big on his feet, but he never pays it much mind other than the occasional stumble. He wears old rusted spurs that barely spin on the ends and are usually caked in dirt and along with the bottom of his soles.

His jeans used to be a bright blue denim, but are now so faded that the blue is barely visable anymore. They have many tears in them that have been patched together multiple times by very jaged and and crooked stiching. He wears chaps over his jeans, and they are long enough to touch the sides of his boots.

He wears a black button up shirt. It is once again torn and ripped with the same jagged stitching the jeans have where it has been fixed. He usually wears a raw leather vest over his black top.

He wears a bandana around his neck that is a black color and fades into his shirt color. It is the only thing he has on him that doesn't have any large rips or holes in it.

He wears a short hunter jacket. It hits him about his wasteline. Unlike his other clothing, this jacket's rips and holes have not been patched. It has wolf fur for the collar and the rest is a simple borwn/tan leather.

He wears an old brown cowboy hat that has a few bullet holes through the rim and top. Making his close escapes. It is not fancy at all and is in horrible condition.

Mount/Horse:
Yes, a horse
Weapons:

He wears one singular gunbelt that is just as worn out as his other clothes. It is not fancy at all and looks like it's very old, mostly from lack of care and the actual age. It is a darker chesnut color.

His pistol is a Colt Single Action Army revolver, which holds 6 shots when fully loaded, which it always is. It is a .45 calliber and can do nice quick damage to a target. The gun looks old, some of the metal having chips. The steel is a regular type, nothing fancy. The wood on the handle is starting to crack and split, which is sometimes painful when he holds the gun.

He also has a double barrel shotgun usually strapped to his back. The strap for the gun contrains the shells for the gun for a quick reload. The gun is a sligthly blued steel with a cherry wood stock. Flowers have been engraved in the steel. It is the nicest thing he owns.

Personality:
~Cautious~

Conner is a natraully catious person. He is not one to rush into anything without having a thorough look at it and making sure it is safe or at least concrete on a plan. He also has some trust issuesm not able to let his gaurd down with barely anyone he comes into contact with. He would rather doubt everyone and expect to get hurt or betrayed than to take a chance.

~Reactive~

He is also reactive of things that happent to him. He will react out of self defence and won't hesitate to hurt or harm you if you do anything that he percieves as a threat.

~Patient~

He is very patient. He will be the first to wait something out instead of being impulsive and jumping straight in. He likes to tkae time to carefully plan and doesn't mind waiting to get what he wants. He also is very patient with others around him, giving them second chances and waiting by their side.

~Kind~

He is extremely kind to everyone. He usually is kind of shy and quiet, but that wont keep him from showing kindness to everyone he interacts with. He is natraully very soft and genlte with his approach in things, making him slightly different from other people in the gang.

Strengths:

~Thinks things through~

~Good shot~

~Strong~


Weaknesses:

~Tall~

~Loner~

~Clumsy~

Affiliations:
Open (PM me)
Family:
Mother (Deceased)
Father (Unknown fate)
Fiancee (Deceased)
Son (Alive)
Sexuality:
Straight
Significant Other:
None, may devolp.
Crush:
PM me
Children:
Son - Jackson - 3 years old (Almost 4)
Pets(Optional):
None
Backstory(Optional):
Complex
Other:
Mango tree

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Horse Sheet

Name:

Knight
Age:

6 years old
Gender:

Stallion
Breed:

Draft cross
Owner:

Connor
Apperance:

Knight is a very large, tall stallion. He is built and is a very powerful horse. He was trained as a youngster to be used as a wagon horse. He stands at a whopping 16.9 hands.

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(Stock image credited to almondjoyy5 on deviant art)


Personality:

Sweet stallion. He likes treats and will often try to nibble on people who walk nearby him. He likes to work and likes Connor. He will walk upto him and search his pockets for treats.
Other:

He likes apples, peaches and mangos.



Crimson Noon | Wild West RP | ClosedNovember 12, 2021 09:02 AM

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⊂ B u c k - C o l e m a n ⊃

"Let me go..."

Name:
Buck Coleman

Nickname:
Bucky - As most call him. He does prefer to just be called Buck, though he doesn't mind this one.

Hotshot - A childhood nickname. This stuck around because of his hunting habits, and he was always quick with a trigger.

Age:
34

Gender:
Male

Nationality:
German

Race/Ethnicity:
White/German

Rank:
Recruit

Desired Rank:
He believes he'd make a decent fit for second-in-command, but whatever happens, happens.

Previous Occupation:
Hunter

He made just enough money to get buy, but because Buck was rarely ever home, it didn't matter too much. Regardless, it was worth his time and he enjoyed it.

Appearance:
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Buck stands at six foot evenly with a rather stout and broad build. He has an obvious fit build - large arms, broad shoulders, a slim-ish stomach, and some decent looking legs. Buck has very tan skin with some more orange-ish undertones, and has plenty of scars scattered throughout his body. Mainly they are along his arms and legs, though there are three along his back that start around his left shoulderblade and go down to his right hip. This was from a bear attack, and he always says "you should see the other guy" without showing that. Ironic, right?

Buck has a square-shaped head that is a bit elongated. He has a defined jawline, and along his face are plenty of small scars that have either really stupid stories or really ironic ones. See, his luck isn't that good. Anyways, Buck possesses bright, oceanic blue eyes that are literally his window to his own depressing soul. He has light eyebrows, and are rather thin and slightly faint, though still lurk above his heavenly eyes. Buck's nose is wide and comes straight down from his forehead, a slight bump in the middle, and downturns slightly at the end. It is slightly crooked due to him breaking it a few times, which again - stupid stories.

Buck's hair is almost as bright as the sun, with hints of brown in it. Or as some would simply say - dirty brown. His hair lies messily down the middle, slightly framing his slim and structured face, and barely goes past his ears.

Outfit/Accessories:
Buck's attire is your average 'cowboy' look. He wears a black button-up shirt with a black vest on top, in which is made of a strong leather, and has red accents along the edges and such. He also wears black denim pants and worn boots, which are slowly crumbling away like his life. Buck has little to no care for what else he wears, to be honest.

But he does wear a... you guessed it! A black hat. As simple as that. It is also worn and dirty, some parts of it are missing along the brim.

Mount/Horse:
A horse name Dog. I know, but there's a reason for this. He's a thoroughbred.

Weapons:
Buck was never really a weapons man, which is ironic considering his previous occupation. Whatever. He dwells a large hunting knife, for well, hunting, and a revolver of sorts. He knows how to use just about any gun, so his weapons may eventually vary.

Personality:
Buck is... pessimistic. He finds the bad in everything rather than the good, and has a general negative out-view on just about anything you give him. He's never been any different - even from a young age. From the mother his tasks used to give him, to the days he became a man. Buck has never been any different, and he probably never will be. He's definitely not your guy to ask for advice, even if he has knowledge on a certain thing or even if he knows what you're talking about. Buck is not one you can just approach and talk to. He's bound to push you away.

Ah, yes. Depressed. This is one easy way to describe Buck. And it's not like some sort of teenager thing - no - it's rather sad, genuinely, and realistically, it has made Buck come close from not being around in this world anymore. He doesn't eat, doesn't sleep, he goes off on his own a lot of the time, or he stays in his bed for as long as possible. His motivation is shit, which also means his work-ethic is ass well. Some may say it's PTSD, but regardless, he's depressed either way.

If you couldn't tell already, Buck is joyless. His eyes don't show a bright light anymore. Instead, they're dull, and his soul is just as dull. You will never see this man smile. You will never see this man laugh. And even if you do, it's probably because he's fighting his inner demons that lurk inside of him, waiting for any moment to strike at their opponent. However, Buck still has yet to find another light in his life, so maybe, just maybe, this'll change.

Buck is just as traumatized as he is joyless. Perhaps this is the reason. Buck has done and seen plenty of things that no person should ever have to do. It disgusts him, to be honest. He's killed in cold blood, he's seen people beat to death in front of him, his father was abusive, his mother was helpless, and Buck has had more blood on his hands than you could imagine. His trauma is not to be joked about, and if he ever sees someone in his position, or a position he has been in, damn right he's going to help them.

Now, to most of everyone's surprise, Buck can be quite brutal. And not in the way that you would expect - though killing counts too. Buck is just brutal as in the way he does things. Aggressively. He doesn't stop doing something. He's stubborn, and even if he knows he should stop, he doesn't. He's like an addict - there's truly no way of stopping him.

That makes him quite merciless. He will stop at nothing to achieve what he wants, and in the back of his mind, he knows that he may or may not be doing the wrong thing. Buck can become quite preoccupied with these things, therefore your best bet would be to just simply leave him alone and let him figure it out for himself.

However, if it weren't obvious, Buck is pretty lonely. His love life is disappointing, he barely talks to anyone, and he normally pushes people away. Why? Because nobody wants to deal with a traumatized, quiet, semi-odd man who has little moral lines left anymore. That's just not something Buck would want to push on to others, but if someone is persistent enough, he might soften up a little bit. This world has taught him things that caused him to be like this, so his shell is extremely difficult to crack.

On top of that, Buck is quite troubled. Not just with his mental state or how he does things, but in practically every sense of the word. He doesn't know what to do anymore. He doesn't know if he should even be alive. He doesn't know why he's still here. He questions himself at every living and breathing moment, and he waits for something to just jump out at him and give him a sign, but clearly, that hasn't happened.

Buck is fragile. Believe it or not. He's as fragile as mirror - he can be shattered so easily. This is why he doesn't let anyone in. If someone sees how vulnerable he really is underneath this difficult and maze-like shell, then they'll see him for who he really is - a broken man. He's easily upset, angered, and tries his best to just get by without having any sort of attachments to anyone.

When Buck comes across someone or something he likes, he'll protect it. He'll stand up for you, maybe even trying to engage in a conversation, even though his social skills are the worst possible. If you do see him open up more, than you're on the right track. All he asks for is that you do not lie to him, betray him, stab him in the back, or do something that you know would put what you have at stake. It may seem like a lot, but Buck doesn't think it is because he can so easily give up himself for others.

Lastly, Buck is caring. Not of himself, but to others. He does, and can, put others before him and has no issue really doing so. Buck has no true reason to not care about someone unless they do decide to fuck him over, which, that being said, he doesn't give second chances either. So yeah, this complex man is one that does give a damn in some cases, so best you not take that for granted.

Affiliations:
TBD during discussion or in PMs

Family:
Father -- Deceased. If it wasn't the alcohol that took him, it was probably the barrel of a gun.

Mother - Deceased. Father killed her. Nobody believed Buck when he said this.

Brother -- Alive. Unknown whereabouts, and Buck could care less what this man does. He'd be roughly 29.

Sexuality:
Demisexual Heterosexual Monogamous

Significant Other:
He had one. She's gone now.

Crush:
None. Waste of time in his opinion.

Children:
None.

Pets:
Perhaps he'll get a companion later.

Backstory:
I would love to put one here, but this man is the biggest work in progress I've ever had on my hands, so it'll be linked(?) here eventually. Or never. Hmm.

Other:
He hates mangoes.

⊂ D o g ⊃

Name:
Dog

Age:
12

Gender:
Gelding

Breed:
Thoroughbred

Owner:
Buck Coleman

Apperance:
He stands at 14.5 hands hight with you average build. He is simply black.

Image by shi-stock on DA



Personality:
Dog is a loyal being. Respectful, and honest, even though the damn thing can't converse with you. Dog has a big heart for such an animal, and is a great companion. He can get a little riled up if in danger or senses it, and will for sure let you know. He's rather sweet and gentle.

Other:
Buck has had him for the majority of his life, capturing him when he was around three. The reasoning behind his name is because of Buck's wife, now deceased. She always wanted a dog, but Buck could never get one, so in her memory, he named his mount that - Dog. It's a small reminder for the joys he once had.


Edited at November 12, 2021 09:59 AM by queen.
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Nyx

"I am 97% sure you don't like me, but I'm 100% sure I don't care."

Name:

Nyx

Nickname:

N/A

Age:

18

Gender:

Female || Young Woman

Nationality:

English

Rank:

Recruit

Desired Rank:

Co-Leader

Previous Occupation:

Low-life. Abandonded at a young age, always stealing whatever scraps she could grab ahold of. That changed at the age of 16, where she found a fondness for firearms. She became a popular alley rat.

Appearance:

Standing at 5'6ft tall, and weighing around 120lbs or so, this young woman is a wonderous specimen. Its quite odd how she can keep herself so clean for who she is, but its a miracle she does.

The color of the women's skin is beautifully light-tanned skin but very resistent to sunburns. Her skin is untouched by scars, and the sort, and she doesn't even have a freckle or a mole to show. Her skin is almost flawless, but not everyone can be flawless, now can they? Nyx's figure is soft, not to defined, but defined enough to get some lookers. Her figure is what you may call an "hourglass" figure. Her hair is a dark brunette, whether wet or dry, it is always the same color, and you would think it would be nearly black when wet but no. It can run halfway down her back, somedays oddly, it runs farther, but she keeps it up, tied up in a pony-tail. She rarely lets it down. Besides everthing else, she has unique eye colors, heterochromia. Some are afraid of them, others are fascinated, however those who are fascinated always seem to be creepy about it. What makes her eyes so special? One, the certain colors. Two, the fact they are even different in the first place. Her right eye, is a dark blue, while her left eye is a neon-like yellow, sometimes she wonders if it glows in the sunlight.

Outfit/Accessories:

Being a theif half of your life gives you some perks, especially for fashion. She wears black riding boots, equipped with removable spurs on the back. They are quite bland, besides all the damage to teh bottom, obviously showing they have been through alot. But thats the fascination of it. Being worn down, whether good or bad, shows you have gone through things, but you haven't stopped walking. Unlike other women, Nyx doesn't wear a petty dress, or skirt, no. She wears men's pants, usually black leather, or dark colored fabric. Her topwear, she wears a white undershirt, a black-laced vest, and a black tail-coat. Around her throat, a solid black bandana drapes across her collarbone, loose most of the time, but when used, it becomes xtremley tight. She also likes to use black riding gloves, but she doesn't know how she feels about them for daily life just yet.

Mount/Horse:

Bishop || Horse

Weapons:

Gunbelt - Around her waist, a dirty black leather belt wraps tightly around her hips, able to hold two firearms, and knives.

Firearms - Two pistols are holstered within the belt, while a 20 guage shotgun is swung over her shoulder on a leather rope.

Knives - Oh doesn't she love her knives... the knives are stored into slits on her belt, 5-7 are shown, but more are hidden within her coat as if she were a magician. Which, she isn't, she just likes the feeling of a deadly weapon hidden within her coat.

Personality:

Nyx is a- well... special woman-

Basics:

Firm || Intimidating || Aggressive || Quick-Minded || Stern || Not very Cooperative || Attitude Issue || Upstander || Simply Doesn't Care

First off. Word of the wise. Please, please, do not antagonize this woman. Yes, she is 18, still a teenager, but please, just do not. She doesn't mess around, she gets right down to buisness. She attacks with no thought, no remorse, no guilt. None of that matters to her, not really. If your doing one of these things; attacking/harming a loved one, antagonizing her, making fun of her. Your a goner for sure. You see, she is protective over the few things she cares about, and she holds them close, and will protect them to any cost even if it means sacrificing her own life. Maybe. Depending on the person. Anywho. Nyx is an overall over protective, aggressive woman, so please, just for your own sake, don't temp her.

Not. Loyal. To. Strangers. Get this through your head before you tell her to do something. She may lie, and 'do' what you told her to do, but in all reality, she is secretly stabbing you in the back with no warning, stabbing you slowly, watching you burn in pain and agony. She will never do what youw ant her to do unless its in dire circumstances. Say, if her sibling or loved one has a knife to their throat and she couldn't get to them in time to strike, so then, maybe, she'd do what you want. Again, depending on how much she loves that person. But if you have no leverage to bribe/blackmail her with, you will surely be tricked into your own trap. Thats just how she is. Don't take it tooo personally.

(Got a tad lazy, look at basics of her basic personality)

Affiliations:

PM me

Family:

Father: Unknown (Deceased)
Mother: Isabella (Deceased)
Twin:
Dakota

Sexuality:

Heterosexual || Straight

Significant Other:

N/A

Crush:

N/A

Children:

N/A

Pets:

Ranger - Dog DS (Dutch Shepherd)
Bishop - Horse AQH (American Quarter Horse)

Other:

Ew. Mangos.

Bishop

Name:

Bishop

Age:

8 Years 2 Months

Gender:

Male || Stallion

Breed:

AQH || American Quarter Horse

Owner:

Nyx

Apperance:


TigressStocks @ DA || TigressStocks@DA

Standing at 16.3hh, weighing 1,152lbs, Bishop is an average sized stallion of his particular breed. His body figure is very defined, in the sense that most every muscle in his body is visible. Including his haunches, shoulders, chest, and neck. He is a rather bulky, but can still manuever as well as a small, lean horse. His hooves are a midnight black, but unfortunately, are always coated in either dirt, or mud, making his hooves more brown then anything.

Bishop's coat is one of the top reasons why he is so attractive. He has buckskin-colored splotches around his body, mainly surrounding his barrel, chest, and head. Around his entire body, it is coated with a white blanket, covering up any other color that may reside within his color genes. Along with his coat color, his mane and tail are just beautiful. They are not to die for, but he takes pride in his beauty. His mane is white, all along his neck but as it nears his poll, it turns into an obsidian black. His tail however, is white halfway on top, but underneath the way, is black that creaps downwards, expressing itself halfway, blanketing the rest. And finally, his eyes. He has two Dark Hazel eyes.

Gaits for horses always depend on the horse, whether choppy or smooth, all depends on the horse. Bishop, has a nice, smooth trot, and canter. His gallop however- he is a rather bulky horse, and needs a little more power then most to get himself going. Lets just say.. its not smooth- it sounds and looks like a demonic creature is running staright at you, wanting to kill you. His hooves are not big, but always manage to make a thundering noise when he goes into full gallop.

Personality

Aggressive, and trusts no one but his owner and her beloved sister. He belongs to no one but her, and is loyal, and honest working for her and only her. Dare to harm her, and you will feel the wrath of his hooves.


Other:

What the hell is a mango.

Ranger

Name:

Ranger

Age:

5 Years Old

Appearance:

Credits: Lakela @ DA || Lakela@DA

Weighing nearly 70lbs, reaching almost 28inches tall, this odd Dutch Shepherd has one of the more beautiful coats of the breed. The breed consists of a few different colors, but hers is a particular dark brown with black brindle stripes. She is on the darker side of the color scale, almost barely visible on the darkest of nights. Her coat is actually useful in the wild, she can blend in with nature during late fall, early spring. Unfortunately, she sticks out in Winter and Summer. But otherwise, she blends in quite well, and uses that advantage very wisely.

Having a short-haired coat year round can be difficult, but it does have some bright sides. It never matts, it is easy to clean, easy to manage, and, short-haired coats looks gorgeous just in general.

The eyes of a true wild beast are the most exotic, it has been said if you stare into a wild beasts eyes, you can almost see their future. HA nope. Not Zaphora. Her eyes are a dull auburn, a firey-like color in bright sunshine, dull in the darkness. Her eyes are not special or unique, but when she is having strong emotion.. her eyes tend to stare into your soul, finding a way to rip your soul out without you knowing.


Edited at December 9, 2021 10:38 AM by Covidic Coffee

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