NationStates Jolt Archive

This rp is set in the old west period. If you're interested, sign-up here.

The age of pioneers, indians, and stagecoaches is swiftly ending. The year is 1890 and the west is won. The last of the Indian warchiefs have been forced onto the reservations. All the empty areas of the map have been mapped and explored. Railroad tycoons and cattlebarons now control the west. Those who travel no longer face great perils in their journeys. Though outlaws still exist, they are dwindling. Towns grow and civilization spreads across the great vastness of the west; however, a merciless gang still roams free, taking what they want and killing anyone who stands in their way. They are led by a coldhearted and emotionless leader. The town of Stanton Falls is their next target after one of their members is killed during a run in with the aging sheriff of the town. This sheriff has brought peace to the town but now must take up the gun one last time in one of the final showdowns f the west. Will the gang be stopped? Or will they continue thier rampage?

Avaliable characters:
Deputies
U.S. Marshalls
Gang Members
Indians
Gamblers
Bartenders
Saloon Girls
Railroad Tycoons
Cattle Barons
Farmers
Ranchers
Whatever you can think of

Name: Jonas Hastings
Age: 46
Height: 5'11''
Weight: 185lbs
Hair: Dark but graying
Eyes: Gray
History: Jonas has been sheriff or deputy of Stanton Falls off and on for the past twenty years. Over that time he helped to bring law and order to the town and surrounding area. He's married and has three kids. The man is often described as fair, kind, but firm when needed. As he grows older his intemprent youth has left him and now wishes to live out the rest of his life in peace. He's a man of deep moral convictions.

Sounds good, I'm in.

Name: Ulysses Weston
Age: 38
Height: 6'2"
Weight: 194 lbs
Hair: Deep Brown
Eyes: Green
Occupation: Hired Gun
History: West was orphaned at the age of 11 in the depths of Kansas, and quickly learned how to make his own living. As the railroads spread across the country when West was 21, the sadistic leaders of Union-Pacific found qualities in West that made him attractive in warding off bandits - and finishing off unwanted rivals. A man of little outward morality, West will take on any job, for a price, of course. He is unparralleled with his skills of a gun.

Great!

Name: Kaori Kirabiayashi
Age: 17
Height: 5'10"
Weight: 140 lbs
Hair: jet black
Eyes: blue
Occupation: Unemployed immigrant
History: Following her Samurai brother's death in the Japanese western expansion she figures she can't live in Japan any longer. With rumors of Gold abroad she came to America, but hasn't found a thing, now she's a wondering kendo expert with nothing to do and little way of surviving other than stealing or resorting to sell her body. She heard she may have some relatives back east so she plans on heading that way.

Question: When are you going to start up Voyage of the Lost?

I dunno, I honestly never really thought that one through.

Name: Sam Fuller

Age: 40

Height: 6'7

Weight: 185 lbs

Hair: Blond

Occupation: Farmer

Bio: His family being Mormon converts have faced tough times. Orginally living in Missor. He moved his family up to Nebraska to avoid anymore potental Mob violence. He was planing on moving his Family to the Utah Teritory however with his wife falling pregnate he feels it would be best to wait. He has curently is married has 4 1/2 children, Two boys two girls, and another child on the way.

Name: Isabella Fuller

Age: 35

Height: 5'11

Weight: 125 lbs

Hair: Blond

Eyes: Brown

Occupation: Wife/Farmer


Name: Joshua Fuller

Age: 17

D.O.B. 9/22/1873

Height: 6'0

Weight: 112

Hair: Blond

Eyes: Brown

Occupation: Child


Name: Lillyanne Fuller

Age: 15

DOB: 12/07/1871

Height: 5'5

Weight: 105

Hair: Blond

Eyes: Blue

Oc: Child


Name: Alex Fuller

Age: 11

DOB: 11/23/1879

Height: 4'12

Eyes: Blue

OC: Child

Name: Molly Fuller

Age: 7

DOB: 6/6/1883

Height: 4'0

Eyes: Brown

Hair: Sandy Blond

OC: Child

Nice, a family will make it interesting.

Name: Alfonso De Tuperello
Age: 52
Height: 5'9"
Weight: 12 stone
Hair: Black
Eyes: Hazel
Occupation: Mercenary
History: The Tuperello name stretches back to the 1700's Pirate family, always renowned for their skill with a pistol and their long lives, Alfonso was born to the now Bandit driven Tuperello family, driven away from the Carribean by the end of the Pirate Golden age, Alfonso took up the family name by becoming a Mercenary weilding two Shotguns and carrying two spare Pistols and a lead chestplate he went out seeking fortune from his skill with weaponary.

Cyril Quentin Hopkins
Age: 65
Hair: Brown
Eyes: Brown
Height: 5'10"
Weight: 160 lbs.
Occupation: Railroad Tycoon/Entrepeneur
Bio:

Was born in New York to a poor tailor and ailing mother. His parents had forced him to study hard in school, but being unable to tolerate his teachers, he ran away from home. During the night he was a bare-knuckle boxer and during the day he worked as a longshoreman. He gained substantial fortunes by allowing himself to be beat many times over so that the odds against him were long (20:1) , and then betting his life savings on himself and utterly destroying his opponent. These tactics were noticed by a partner in a small stock brokerage. Soon, Cyril (known by then-name Sean Haggasy) took on a position as a simple clerk. He proved to be a genius at picking stocks, and made a tidy sum for himself. He soon used the money to start up several ferry companies running up and down the Hudson, as well as several transportation companies. He made his first million investing in a cross country railroad. Ever since then, he has been financing large railroad projects, and is currently looking lay tracks through Stanton Falls.

Why does he have the same last name as my character?

Missed that. Corrected.

No problem.

OOC: I might regret this later, but what the Hell...

Name: Atticus Bray
Age: 37 years
Height: 6'2"
Weight: 209 lbs
Eyes: Blue
Hair: Brown
Occupation: US Marshall

Bray spent some sixteen years in the US Cavalry, fighting against the many native tribes across the Old West. Born in Kentucky in 1865, Bray is the son of a Confederate Calvary raider, and has been riding since he was very young. His father was gravely injured, losing his right leg to gangrene. He still taught the boy how to be an effective cavalry soldier, despite his handicap. Both Bray and his father had been avid hunters during their time together, and stayed such until Bray turned sixteen, when he enlisted in the US Cavalry. The military taught him a lot more about riding and shooting, further brushing up his skills as a warrior. He fought in the Indian Wars up until their recent completion this very year. Bray retired from the service with more than twenty years of active service. He now seeks to ply his trade as a lawman. His preferred weapon is the ever-reliable Colt Single Action Army, in .45 Long Colt caliber. Bray has a matched set, both beautifully engraved with imported African Ebony grips and finished in parkerized steel. He's an accomplished gunfighter, both on foot and from horseback, preferring to carefully aim his shots before firing for clean, one-shot kills. Bray rides a brown and white Appaloosa named Kline, and also has a well-tuned lever-action Winchester Model 1876 Deluxe Short Rifle in .45-75 caliber for long-distance work, as well as a finely-made Bowie knife with a handle matching his revolvers for those times when he runs short of ammunition. He's arrived recently in Stanton Falls after tracking the marauding band of outlaws across the frontier for three weeks, and maybe now he can finally end their crime spree, even if it means ending himself in the process.

Bray's personal history speaks of a hard man, with little to say to those he either doesn't like, or feels have wronged him in the past. Bray has married once, which ended in a divorce, and since then has had several failed courtships. He's never been one to visit a brothel, although he does enjoy his whisky, perhaps a bit too much. Those years with the cavalry seem to have worn on him, his dreams still recreate some of the worst carnage, and he still awakens in a cold sweat. As a result, he's become something of an insomniac, something the whisky seems to help. Bray wears a lot of black, despite the heat. His record as a Marshall already shows three 'DEAD' in lieu of 'ALIVE' as they were preferred, and only goes after those outlaws with the infamous 'WANTED: DEAD OR ALIVE' on their heads, which he finds easier because he can just shoot them and be done with it, skipping any sort of trial or the big to-do of an arrest.

Why would you regret it?

Can I shoot you in the eye? Reason being, so that I can impair your ability to create RPs. Seroiusly, what the hell? No offence, but enough is enough.

Can I shoot you in the eye? Reason being, so that I can impair your ability to create RPs. Seroiusly, what the hell? No offence, but enough is enough.

I'm just bored and I blurt out whatever comes into my mind; whether it's a good idea or not

How about you go start a war with some one who is ten times bigger than you. I would offer,(even though i'm not ten times larger) but i'm already in a few RPs.

How about you go start a war with some one who is ten times bigger than you. I would offer,(even though i'm not ten times larger) but i'm already in a few RPs.

Meh

Lol, sorry. I've been up for two days, mall with girlfriend, this shit, running track, and well.... the only thing that is keeping me from flipping myself off is my newly found Buddhism. Sorry, man.

Lol, sorry. I've been up for two days, mall with girlfriend, this shit, running track, and well.... the only thing that is keeping me from flipping myself off is my newly found Buddhism. Sorry, man.

Wow :eek:

Lol, sarcasm is not needed. Even Buddhists have limits, my friend.

My division in boot camp had two Buddhists. One of them was my bunkmate. He was a tall motherfucker from Washington (The State).

Yup. I like my new religion because of it's values, even though I don't want to reach Moksha anytime soon, lol. Did they kick ass?

The one (my bunkmate) was like 7ft tall and a pretty cool guy. The other one was a genius but a dumbass at the same time (you know the type, so smart they're stupid).

Lol, sadly I am one, haha. Gotta love Buddhist, man. Bad thing is... they're a dieing breed, espiecially in China, our home land. No, i'm not Asian, I mean our religion.

I met all sorts of weird/interesting people in boot camp. We had a wiccan in our division. He and our Religious Petty Officer (a recruit who arranged groups to go on church on Sundays) had a religious battle one day. Sadly our RPO lost to the forces of evil and the wiccan cursed us by saying "the greenman is coming to get you" It was funny.

Lol. Shoulda let that tall ass Buddhist in. He would be so calm that he'd piss off the Wiccan. I probable would have jumped him if I were there. Just to beat some religoius holy light on his Athiest skin. :p

They offered wiccan services at the chapel, someone asked "Where do they meet?"

And I replied "At the stone circle in the woods"

I was disheartened at our RPO's loss. He was the Catholic RPO and I'm Catholic. So that was a loss for Jesus :(

Wouldn't it be a loss for the Virgin Mary? Anyways how the hell did he lose to a Wiccan!?

Wouldn't it be a loss for the Virgin Mary? Anyways how the hell did he lose to a Wiccan!?

It's a lose for everyone...Anyways, I have no idea how he lost. They got into a religious debate which was quite heated. I sat across the compartment shinning my boots (favorite pastime for a recruit) and watched in awe as our RPO and the devil worshipper did the dance of death. The matador danced with the blind shoemaker...and yes, it was a slow jam. At one point I think the wiccan made a curse and the RPO ran off to go pray or something. It was weird and entertaining.

I still can't understand how he lost a religoius battle with a Wiccan. I mean... It just... blows my mind.

I still can't understand how he lost a religoius battle with a Wiccan. I mean... It just... blows my mind.

I still don't understand it to this day. The wiccan's name was Tengesdal so we called him "Tennis Balls", it pissed him off and that's how we all got the curse of "the green man''

*Cue thunderstorm effects*

It's a lose for everyone...Anyways, I have no idea how he lost. They got into a religious debate which was quite heated. I sat across the compartment shinning my boots (favorite pastime for a recruit) and watched in awe as our RPO and the devil worshipper did the dance of death. The matador danced with the blind shoemaker...and yes, it was a slow jam. At one point I think the wiccan made a curse and the RPO ran off to go pray or something. It was weird and entertaining.

F cleaning boot's all the time ,that's one thing i don't want to do if i get in

I still can't understand how he lost a religoius battle with a Wiccan. I mean... It just... blows my mind.

same

Lol, wait. We have a freakin Wiccan in our army? Now we'll beat those damned Muslims.

My drill boots were like mirrors. If I reflected the sun off them, it would melt off the face of a small child.

Things we did in boot camp: Shinned boots, get yelled at, clean, clean more, clean till you got sick, read letters, talked about our girlfriends, shin boots more, get yelled at, get yelled at more

Lol, wait. We have a freakin Wiccan in our army? Now we'll beat those damned Muslims.

I'm in the Navy

The army suckz

My drill boots were like mirrors. If I reflected the sun off them, it would melt off the face of a small child.

Things we did in boot camp: Shinned boots, get yelled at, clean, clean more, clean till you got sick, read letters, talked about our girlfriends, shin boots more, get yelled at, get yelled at more

Lol, I do all of that. But I probable don't get yelled at as much as guys did. Lol

I'm in the Navy

The army suckz

I believe we both can agree with that. But were we may differ is that the Marines are the BEST, period.

My dad yelled at me worse than the RDC's (Recruit Division Commanders). And my dad would smack me around, the RDC's couldn't. So, it wasn't that bad. Other pussies in my division couldn't handle it.

I'm in the Navy

The army suckz

i'am seeing if i can get into the Australian Army

Slaps hurt more than punches...

I believe we both can agree with that. But were we may differ is that the Marines are the BEST, period.

I'm not even going to get into that argument. It's a never ending disagreement which has gone on since the Navy and Marine Corp were created and it's just an ugly one.

i'am seeing if i can get into the Australian Army

Have fun

I'm not even going to get into that argument. It's a never ending disagreement which has gone on since the Navy and Marine Corp were created and it's just an ugly one.

Meh, you just don't wanna start because you know we're the best. :p But either way we're both better than the Army and Airforce, and THAT we know and can agree on.

Have fun

will do and i try not to start a war :)

Meh, you just don't wanna start because you know we're the best. :p But either way we're both better than the Army and Airforce, and THAT we know and can agree on.

You're trying to bait me into an argument but I'm not going to bite. Anyways the Air Force does SUCK GINORMOUS BALLS

Exactly. Those land-lubbing whores need to burn in... errr, hell? Anyways, who the hell faught on Iwo Jima? Oh yea, you guys brought "medics" but come on..

hey i'am not saying a word about your force's

Because you can't, you know that the Marines Corp/Navy will whoop you. But say what you will about our Army and Airforce 'cause they deserve it.

hey i'am not saying a word about your force's

And I was talking to Kulikovia.

Exactly. Those land-lubbing whores need to burn in... errr, hell? Anyways, who the hell faught on Iwo Jima? Oh yea, you guys brought "medics" but come on..

We brought the ever vital corpsman (for some reason the marines don't have medics), naval gunfire, air support, logistical support (medical, food supplies, ammunition) oh yeah...we shipped their asses over to take the island.

And I was talking to Kulikovia.

hey i know that,that's way i said what i said
*back's away*

We brought the ever vital corpsman (for some reason the marines don't have medics), naval gunfire, air support, logistical support (medical, food supplies, ammunition) oh yeah...we shipped their asses over to take the island.

Ehh, because we're men like that. Your "naval gunfire" didn't help to much. Your air support was slightly helpful on the tipping scale, and the logistics was just because the damn US won't give us ships. Well, nowadays we got allot of it.

hey i know that,that's way i said what i said
*back's away*

Lol, im touchy on this subject, sorry.

Ehh, because we're men like that. Your "naval gunfire" didn't help to much. Your air support was slightly helpful on the tipping scale, and the logistics was just because the damn US won't give us ships. Well, nowadays we got allot of it.

I don't even trust marines with a van. Just the other day I responded to a TA (Traffic Accident) where a marine rear ended another van as he tried to squeeze his van into an impossibly tight spot where only a Fiat 500 would fit. One side was a wall and the other spot was a van which he hit. The dumb bastard needed to have his license revoked for that dumb move. Anyways, I was there while his CPO bitched him out. Ahhh, another marine humbled and reminded that he's still human.

Grrr, one dumb ass dosn't rott the whole great Corps, bro. I'd rather have on of our superb marksmen covering my ass that ANY of your "naval gunfire".

Lol, im touchy on this subject, sorry.

im touchy for my Nation so i know how you feel
and i do have a half brother in the Marine Corp

tell me how long is the boot

Lol, are you being figuaritive?

Grrr, one dumb ass dosn't rott the whole great Corps, bro. I'd rather have on of our superb marksmen covering my ass that ANY of your "naval gunfire".

One dumbass? I had to assist in breaking up fights involving the marines who let me say aren't very subtle when they go out into town where the nationals practically run away.

Besides we have Seals and MSF (Mobile Security Forces). The MSF are bad motherfuckers who are taking up some of the slack in Afghanistan and Iraq. It seems that the army and Marines can't take the burden anymore and we have to step in.

im touchy for my Nation so i know how you feel
and i do have a half brother in the Marine Corp

tell me how long is the boot

Navy boot camp is 8 weeks, I don't know how long Marine basic is.

Only reason, is because the fruity arse Bush won't give us our better armour. MSF is good, i'll give you that. And the SEALs are just the Marines but named differently. And the only reason we are rough is because we got it like that.

We go about 12 1/2 weeks in boot camp.

SEALs...Marines?

*Haves a hearty laugh*

*Shoves a frie down your throat causing you to choke*

*Shoves a frie down your throat causing you to choke*

Speaking of fries...I'm hungry and now I'm going to the galley

Aight. I'm going to go get some food too. *cough*USMC 4 LIFE*cough*

Navy boot camp is 8 weeks, I don't know how long Marine basic is.

i hear that Army and Marines are cutting it back , but we are too
here it's 45 day's for the Reserve and i think Full as well

Aight. I'm going to go get some food too. *cough*USMC 4 LIFE*cough*

The loud, the drunk, the Marines!

Hopefully I don't have to throw any Marines in the brig for a while.

They may be all those things but i'd rather have a single marine over a whole squad of your Navy men.

They may be all those things but i'd rather have a single marine over a whole squad of your Navy men.

I sure enjoyed having to take a marine to the ground because he didn't want to comply with us MA's.

(At least we don't have all sorts of controversies whether they be true or not)

They may be all those things but i'd rather have a single marine over a whole squad of your Navy men.

i'll take a SAS soldier over your marine
sorry man but i now see why we are better trained

Someone want to strap a bomb to the side of the road and blow up one of my buddies? Atleast I got the balls to shoot the fuck out of their men, woman, and children up close.

i'll take a SAS soldier over your marine
sorry man but i now see why we are better trained

Yes, but they're effing special ops. That's like comparing a Delte Force trooper to a...haha....ahahhaha....navy man...hashahah,mahwaa.a.

Yes, but they're effing special ops. That's like comparing a Delte Force trooper to a...haha....ahahhaha....navy man...hashahah,mahwaa.a.

lot
one rule don't piss them off

How am I pissing you off? I'm agreeing with you, but stating a point, AND insulting the Navy all in one. I feel accomplished :D

How am I pissing you off? I'm agreeing with you, but stating a point, AND insulting the Navy all in one. I feel accomplished :D

i mean the special ops guy's

well i'am off to do battle with my lady till she goes to sleep

Is this the "bed room battle" or is this 'lady' your mom?

Is this the "bed room battle" or is this 'lady' your mom?

no around two with my lady,i lose the first around so no sex tonight
mum i call mum not my lady

Well, you better get a KO on this round, bro.

Gente Del Agua, where are you stationed?

I pray I don't get moved to Iraq/Afghanistan. Fuck dat, I want to fight a REAL WAR!

I pray I don't get moved to Iraq/Afghanistan. Fuck dat, I want to fight a REAL WAR!

Where are you stationed out of?

Fort Worth.

I pray I don't get moved to Iraq/Afghanistan. Fuck dat, I want to fight a REAL WAR!

ok she gone to get dinner

fuck that if i get in i don't want to end in those two place's

hell i too want to fight a REAL WAR

Lol.

Fort Worth.

The pit of America. I was in Lackland AFB for tech training. I hated the states and the base.

Can't say anything bad, they'll find out some how... must refrain...

I pray I don't get moved to Iraq/Afghanistan. Fuck dat, I want to fight a REAL WAR!

Well, the days of punching Nazi's at Normandy are over.

Sadly, but I just want a real fight, where the enemy actually has balls, you know? Mano-o-mano

Sadly, but I just want a real fight, where the enemy actually has balls, you know? Mano-o-mano

Like I said, the Nazi's aren't around anymore. The only enemy to fight are dirkas with bombs.

Lolololol. So true, lololol.

Sadly, but I just want a real fight, where the enemy actually has balls, you know? Mano-o-mano
good old day's big battle's

Like I said, the Nazi's aren't around anymore. The only enemy to fight are dirkas with bombs.

:( they no fun

Hell, I could go to work and be selected for an IA (Individual Augmentation) which will send me to infantry training school then to Iraq or Afghanistan. My rate is turning into special forces.

Ehhh. The only thing "good" about Iraq is that my Uncle is making aroun 200,000 dollars a year for contracting there.

I don't really have any desire to go to either place or Baharain. I don't feel like tracking along the fence line in the 130 degree plus weather, yelling at dirkas to get away from the fence. Or having to do a vehicle inspection and then the car exploding.

Lol

I wish I could laugh too but it's a real possibility :(

that's why i don't wanna go, lol. i'd rather :mp5: than having to :sniper: or get attacked like :headbang:

I like it here in Sigonella, Sicily and I wouldn't trade it for the desert.

Haha, well. Worth my not be the best, but it's better than I/A

That's what I think.

it was once said "You can conivince anyone to march onto the battle field, but once they see the guy next to them shot, it's even harder to get them to go back."


Name: Emilana Filha Desconhecida
Age: 12
Sex: Female
Height: 5'07
Hair: brown
Eyes: brown
Occupation: Indentured Servant
History: An orphaned girl who was traveling from Portugal to New York, but was lost overboard during the stormy boat ride, picked up and returned to Portugal. Having no money she would have to return to the orphange or risk starvation on the streets. Wanting much to get to America, she agreed to become an Indentured Servant, and has since then been working off her debt for pennys a day.

What's with that saying at the top?

ok this is some time after the civil war right, as do have some time to kill

ok this is some time after the civil war right, as do have some time to kill

Yes 1890 is after the Civil War (1861-1865)

Yes 1890 is after the Civil War (1861-1865)

like to join in a small part
as a young civil war vet just let me look thing's on the net

He wouldn't be too young if he's a vet.

He wouldn't be too young if he's a vet.

that part i need help for
still like him to get the ladys, but have seen battle

Make him a veteran of the Indian Wars or something. A Civil War vet wouldn't be much of a ladies man by 1890.

Make him a veteran of the Indian Wars or something. A Civil War vet wouldn't be much of a ladies man by 1890.

will do

Alright.

Name: Jack Stone
Age: ? add later
Height: 184 cm
Weight: 61.5 kg
Hair: brown
Eyes: Blue
Occupation: none just got out of Army

History: Jack served in the U.S. 1st Infantry Regiment in Third Indian War fighting the Sioux in the 1870's and 1890's and against the Apache
Jack has now finish his time in the army (i may just have fight the Apaches)
has came in to some cash after a uncle and aunt past away
Jack all so still wear's his Army cap and has a scar on left side of the face

Weapon's: Winchester Model 1866, Colt Frontier 1880 and a Tomahawk

Welcome aboard.

Welcome aboard.

not too much , i will add weapon's he's got and bit more infor

and may be a call girl he like's, that one is a ?

OOC: And this is why I'd regret this kind of thing. I'm getting too old for this...

Screw that, I am too old for this...

Why do jarheads and squids always have to argue over who's better? We all serve in our own ways. The Army's the largest land force, with the most specialized units, tanks, and their own air support via helicopters and such. The Air Force makes sure stuff gets where it needs to go, such as munitions, troops, vehicles, and the all-important air-support. The Navy does much the same thing, and the days of naval gunfire are pretty much over, unless we get into a conflict with some major power. Navy planes, however, are just as valuable as anything from the AF in terms of support. The Corps, well, we were originally designed for amphibious landings, but we somehow got the idea that we're the elite ground force, when we're basically shock troopers with extensive rifle training. While we can deploy anywhere in the world in 24 hours, the Army Rangers have us beat. They'd be there waiting for us for six hours, and would have already been well on their way to completing their mission by then. That would be embarrassing, would't it? You'd have quite a hard time telling them that the Corps was better than the Army.

No one branch is better than the other, and you all would do well to realize this before you ship to the sandbox. The guy next to you, covering your ass, could very well be a solider, a sailor, a marine, or an airman. When under enemy fire isn't exactly a good time to tell that individual that your branch is better than his, lest he might 'forget' to cover you next time you move to that next covered and concealed position.

We're all on the same team here.

I spent a long time in the Corps, first in the Infantry before I tore up my knee in a parachute jump trying to qualify for Recon. I spent the rest of my career in the Quartermaster Corps, building custom weapons in Quantico, VA for snipers and such. My son was also a Marine, and my Grandson has recently joined the Army, in a National Guard Special Forces unit. My other Grandson enlisted in the Active Army in the Infantry. We've had this discussion, too. Those who just join are awfully full of that vaunted esprit de corps, and it tends to spill out against our fellow service members.

I'm not trying to bust your balls, or somehow prove I'm superior. I just want to put the information out there, something that might save your ass in a combat zone. Instead of bickering between yourselves, focus on something more important, like sharing success tips, workout info, funny stories, that sort of thing, stuff that's positive.

With that, I'll shut up and quit with the tirade. I'll also withdraw from this RP, since the seven page plus argument seems to have driven off everyone else.

Good luck with your deployments, and military careers.

-MS

OOC: Well, not quite sure what the last post was about, but if this is still open all the same, here I am:

Name: "Rooster" Cogburn (yes... I know it's John Wayne....)
Age: 35
Height: 5'8''
Weight: 195 pounds
Hair: Brown
Eyes: Green
Occupation: US Deputy Marshal

History: A "ex-indian fighter", he has recently became a US Deputy Marshal. After doing quite well with previously assigned targets, he has since been assigned to this gang... whomever they are...

Belongings: Bowie knife, brand new Winchester 1890 (this does start in 1890, right?), homemade sawed off double barrel hammer action shotgun, Elongated barrel .45 Colt Revolver, a funny little 1 shot derenger hidden in his boot, $50 in his saddle bag, and of course his horse, Pinky.

EDIT no there is a Winchester 1890 rifle

I can't complain about The Duke.

I can't complain about The Duke.

just that nam movie he made

What's with that saying at the top?

I read through your conversations. So am I approved?

I read through your conversations. So am I approved?

if you are, who do you work for

Either I'll make a master, or someone can take me on as a servant

Name: Black Cloud
Age: 26
Race: Apache
Height: 6'0
Eyes: brown
Hair: black
Body type: Muscular, chizzled
Weight: 180Lbs
Weapons: Winchester repeater, large knife, tomohawk
History: None avalible, besides he faught in the indian wars against the army.
Marks/scars: Two bullet wounds on his chest, a large scar on his cheek...

Got like a mystery charactor goin on....i'll find a place to fit him in...

Cool, welcome aboard

Either I'll make a master, or someone can take me on as a servant

to have a servant you need money
Jack got money so i may take you on

Name: Black Cloud
Age: 26
Race: Apache
Height: 6'0
Eyes: brown
Hair: black
Body type: Muscular
Weight: 180Lbs
Weapons: Winchester repeater, large knife, tomohawk
History: None avalible...

Got like a mystery charactor goin on....i'll find a place to fit him in...

this should be fun

He's not the kinda Apache brave you wanna fight with....

He's not the kinda Apache brave you wanna fight with....

jack face them, so he know's how they fight

:)

and jack face the Sioux's

And Black Cloud faced the cavelry during the war, he's rugged

jack was in U.S. 1st Infantry Regiment Third Indian War

to have a servant you need money
Jack got money so i may take you on

cool

just that nam movie he made
WHAT?!?! You mean GREEN BERETS? I LOVE THAT MOVIE! Besides, it was on History v. Hollywood one day, and it was supposedly a very real representation of what occured in Vietnam.

Besides that... it was a good movie...

WHAT?!?! You mean GREEN BERETS? I LOVE THAT MOVIE! Besides, it was on History v. Hollywood one day, and it was supposedly a very real representation of what occured in Vietnam.

Besides that... it was a good movie...

hey i like him, but not that movie, just can't put why into words

hey i like him, but not that movie, just can't put why into words

*spits at you*

haha

*spits at you*

*it lands on shoe"
what ever

this going to happen

Name: Rose may
Height: 130cm
Weight: 60.5 kg
Hair: black
Eyes: Blue
Occupation:Saloon Girl
Note's: fall's in love with jack,knows how to use a Winchester Model 1866 and a Colt Frontier 1880

Bump

yeah I'm excited for this

Bump

so when will this start

yeah the suspense is terrible! I hope it'll last

We brought the ever vital corpsman (for some reason the marines don't have medics), naval gunfire, air support, logistical support (medical, food supplies, ammunition) oh yeah...we shipped their asses over to take the island.

the reason the marines don't have medics is the same reason why you cant really say which is better between the marines and the navy and that is because whether the marine like to admit it or not the marines are a department of the navy and that fact makes it impossible to say one is better then the other because to put it simply the marines are basically just the fighting ground force for the navy. my father was a marine along with most of my family and ive grown up hearing all the conflicts over whos better and its not a whos better debate the if it wasn't for the navy the marines wouldn't exist and without the marines the navy would just be a lot of boats with big guns and the fighting would sadly be put in the hands of the army which well all know would fuck things up.