[OASIS] Town Inhabitants (Character Thread)
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				Title: <strong>[OASIS] Town Inhabitants (Character Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eliza</strong> on <strong>13-05-2011, 23:03:05</strong>
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				Please submit your character profiles here and in the provided format.<br><br><div class="codeheader">Code: <a href="javascript:void(0);" onclick="return smfSelectText(this);" class="codeoperation">[Select]</a></div><pre style="margin: 0; padding: 0;"><code class="bbc_code">Character Picture Optional<br>[b]Name:[/b] First Name and Surname, with an addition of a title (optional)<br>[b]Gender:[/b] Male or female?<br>[b]Position:[/b] Character's position in the town of Oasis<br>[b]Location:[/b] Most likely place in the town of Oasis where the character may be found<br>[b]Age:[/b] How long has this person been living in the world?<br>[b]Personality:[/b] The mental and behavioral characteristics of the person<br>[b]Weapon of Choice:[/b] Only pertains to staff of Saguaro Saloon, the Marshal, and other notable lawmen/gunslingers.<br>[b]Description:[/b] The physical characteristics of the person. Please include body formations and clothing worn. Also include any distinguishing marks such as tattoos and scars.<br>[b]Background:[/b] Brief background of the person. Please include career history, family history, criminal history, or relationship with the town of Oasis (if applicable)<br>[b]Courtesan Limits:[/b] Courtesans (Swans) and Trainees (Ducklings) only need to fill this part out. Please state your limits regarding specific desires in a partner in appointment. This way, so if a person ask he/she can know exactly what not to do. Also, state if you are okay with having male or female appointments, or both. Also, if not stated in the personality of your character, state your character's dislikes.</code></pre><br><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Cast:</strong></span><br><span class="bbc_u">Main Characters</span><br>Law Enforcement:<br>-Marshal Wrynn played by Aiden<br><br>Courtesans (Swans): 2 more needed<br>-Madame Guinevera Starr played by Eliza<br><br>Trainees (Ducklings):<br>-Cameron “Glasgow” Maccrae played by whitekitten<br><br>Working Girl/Bartender:<br>-Irene O'Rourke for MistressofPen<br><br>Pianist: OPEN<br><br><span class="bbc_u">Secondary &amp; Recurring Characters</span><br>Lawmen:<br>-Deputy Henry Jameson (NPC)<br><br>Town Locals:<br>-Oasis Shopkeeper Mr. Wang played by Eliza<br>-Hunter/Trader Marcus Walker played by Aiden<br>-Rancher Randall “Rand” Stevens played by Dragondancer<br>-Wild Ranch Hand Carmen Stevens played by Dragondancer<br>-Ranch Hand Jotham Godstone played by Michael Corvus<br><br>Recurring Characters:<br>-Bounty Hunter Sam Markham played by derek
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				Title: <strong>Re: [OASIS] Town Inhabitants (Character Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eliza</strong> on <strong>13-05-2011, 23:42:19</strong>
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				(http://i74.photobucket.com/albums/i254/RiZAL_D/Miscellaneous/guinevera_starr02.jpg)<br><strong>Name:</strong> Madame Guinevera Starr<br><strong>Gender:</strong> Female<br><strong>Position:</strong> Madame of the Saguaro Saloon<br><strong>Location:</strong> Saguaro Saloon<br><strong>Local/Passerby:</strong> Main Character<br><strong>Age:</strong> 27<br><strong>Personality:</strong> The most patient and open-minded of the staff of the Saguaro Saloon, Madame Starr is slow to anger even in the face of trouble. She has grew into this almost motherly person due to responsibility being placed on her shoulders at a younger age. This is why her regular customers come to her for conversation rather than pleasure.<br><strong>Weapon of Choice:</strong> Twin Ornate Pistols (uses one at a time)<br><strong>Description:</strong> Wardrobe (http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajwz1FVsQSE/TGGWken9drI/AAAAAAAACFM/cGs4gnpvIEE/s1600/megan-fox-jonah-hex.jpg) Guinevera stands a few inches under the height of an adult man, even in her heeled boots. Equally endowed in the bust and the rear, she has the hourglass figure that cause men to become panting hounds. She chooses to wear garments that signify purity, though, she ain't pure no more. She wears gowns and corsets that are close to the color of the saguaro flowers themselves, but does not shy away from other colors.<br><br>If she goes outside, she has a separate wardrobe to put on (though she will still be seen as the Madame of the Saloon) in order to battle the hot element of the desert climate. Most of the time, she usually just puts a trenchcoat over her undergarments.<br><strong>Background:</strong> The Guinevera people see today wasn't the Guinevera in her younger days. Most people wouldn't believe that she had come from an affluent family in the cooler, Eastern counties. Her father was a Spanish settler, who, along with his wife, immigrated to the Americas to find a better life. Through a mix of financing and gambling, Guinevera's father bought a large piece of land and built his dream home on it. Guinevera's older brother was born and years later, she too was born. But her father's gambling was a mixed blessing. Even though they had money to spend, outside forces wanted to take that away from the family. On one night, a group of men raided the home, killing both the former gambler and his wife. Guinevera and her older brother hid away and lived to tell the tale, but they were much too young to run the house, which was turned into a hideout for the gang that took Guinevera's future away. Knowing it was useless to stay on the land - their presence keeping the money in their name - Guinevera's older brother left first to make a name for himself. He hasn't sent word on his success yet. With the last sliver of physical strength of her family leaving her and the land, she too went west to find her place in the world.<br><br>She hitched a ride on a stagecoach, hoping that she would find success in the West, but after finding that the stagecoach was being used by robbers to break into the bank located in Oasis, she knew she had to get off. Fortunately, she wasn't with the group who was arrested by the Marshal, but she had nowhere to go. A kind face took her into the Saguaro Saloon where she thought she found her place. Guinevera was made into a trainee at the age of 18, and worked her way up the ranks, pleasuring men and hearing stories of the outside world in the process. It was until the boss of the establishment, along with other dirty ladies, packed their bags and left the younger birds to fend for themselves. Guinevera, at the age of 23, took the reins and became the Madame of the Saguaro Saloon. In the four years she has been Madame, she has received help and needed investments from certain people in Oasis, namely the Marshal among other folks. She also staffed the Saloon with only women, learning from experience never to trust men with handling money.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [OASIS] Town Inhabitants (Character Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MistressofPen</strong> on <strong>15-05-2011, 09:02:59</strong>
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				(http://i1133.photobucket.com/albums/m592/MistressofPen/Rachel/mcadams1.jpg)<br><br><strong>Name:</strong> Irene O'Rourke <br><strong>Gender:</strong>Female <br><strong>Position:</strong> Main "hybrid" Bartender &amp; Working girl <br><strong>Location:</strong> Saguaro Saloon<br><strong>Local/Passerby:</strong> Local<br><strong>Age:</strong>24 <br><strong>Personality:</strong> Irene's friendly so long as no one steps beyond her boundaries.&nbsp; Anyone who is abusive to an animal might feel a burn in their ass from her shotgun filled with birdshot.&nbsp; She knows there's some people who like to be hit and mistreated, but it's their choice; the poor animals don't have a choice, but they have a defender in her; she knows what it's like not to have protection.<br><strong>Weapon of Choice:</strong>Shotgun.&nbsp; But, she's a dead-aim with a hurled shot glass.<br><strong>Description:</strong> Irene is average height, at five feet, four inches, more in her heeled boots.&nbsp; She's thin and light complected, with intense blue-green eyes.&nbsp; She tries to stay out of the sun, wearing hats or carrying a parasol on the rare occasions when she steps out into the heat of the day.&nbsp; She likes to wear a mockery of the fashionable lady's attire--perhaps a nice walking dress, but in a shocking shade of pink; or a ball gown that just happens to have the front bit of skirt missing.&nbsp; She's known to don men's clothes to work in as they allow more freedom of movement.<br><strong>Background:</strong> Irene came to Oasis as a mail-order bride.&nbsp; Timothy O'Rourke had been a good match for her.&nbsp; But, it didn't last very long.&nbsp; Someone decided that her husband's land looked too good for him to have and killed him while he was out tending the fenceline.&nbsp; The murderer was never identified, some saying Timothy accidentally shot himself -- off his horse.&nbsp; Some had looked at Irene as a likely suspect.&nbsp; But, she was never arrested, though questioned at some length.&nbsp; Her working ran to running a small farm and caring for her husband for the two years they were married.&nbsp; When she had nowhere to turn, when even the church turned her away because there were some within who still thought she'd killed her husband, Irene turned to the only place that welcomed her, the Saguaro Saloon.<br><strong>Courtesan Limits:</strong>&nbsp; Hetero, no sewage, no animals, no kids.&nbsp; As in the time portrayed here, understands that violence did take place; but so did retribution.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: [OASIS] Town Inhabitants (Character Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aiden</strong> on <strong>17-05-2011, 05:52:55</strong>
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				(http://www.flicksandbits.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/karl-urban-priest.jpg)<br><strong>Name:</strong> Marshal Wrynn<br>Born- Uther L. Wrynn, not many can call him by his first name and live, pm specifically before calling him by his first name. <br><strong>Gender:</strong> Male<br><strong>Position:</strong> Marshall <br><strong>Location:</strong>The town of Oasis and the surrounding areas. <br><strong>Local/Passerby:</strong> Local<br><strong>Age:</strong> 35<br><strong>Personality:</strong> Serious, cold "hearted", "evil" aura, commanding, distant, duty driven. Marshal Wrynn is not an easy man to approach, he is not the type to play around with and his reputation is starting to spread. He does not take shit from anyone, criminals are killed without trial and crime has actually dropped since the former gang member turned "righteous."&nbsp; Despite his "work" face he can loosen up a bit after a cold drink, a hand of poker and one of the girls of the saloon in his lap. <br><strong>Description:</strong> Marshal Wrynn stands a little shy of 6 feet tall with a thinner body build of lean muscle. Under his signature black hat he has dark black short hair he normally sweeps back with his hand after removing the hat. His eyes are very light blue and a constant shadow spreads across his chin and jawline. <br><strong>Background:</strong> In his earlier youth Wrynn was on the other side of the law. When Oasis was a young trading post in the west he terrorized along with a group of local boys who had banded together. They stole from settlers, held some hostage and stole from stagecoaches to spend their gains on women and liquor. In his early twenties he fell in love with a young woman named Clara "Calamity" Jensen. She was as rough as she was beautiful, becoming part of the band. Immediately conflicted began to surface for everyone wanted her but Clara had Uther had developed a strong relationship. <br><br>Oasis had grown, the local law had always taken a blind eye to the band led my Wrynn and his Belle since they rarely caused trouble to the locals and tended to strike other areas. Finally he had enough and he wanted to settle down to live a normal life as a rancher, life was tough but with Clara who wanted the same honest life it was worth it. He had never been so happy and she even gave him a son to raise. Things went well until his late 20's when an old familiar face came into to town, one of the former members of the disbanded band who got it into him that Clara would be his. The confrontation occurred on a Sunday while the couple was shopping in town for a week's worth of supplies from a general store. <br><br>The bullets came from the other man, hitting Uther in the shoulder and thigh, with no weapon of his own he watched as his love was taken away, his young son killed with a roaming bullet. Bloody and fueled with rage and sorrow he chased after the man, with a borrowed rifle and single action army from the shop owner and two deputies who respected Wrynn enough to allow the man his vengeance. The bandages barely kept him alive but they found the killer and their hideout. A fire fight began and in the end Clara still died after attempting to get away. Uther pumped the killer full of lead and was pulled off the man's corpse after he had taken a knife to it. Passing out from his injuries he woke up a week later after the funeral of his beloved wife and son. <br><br>As soon as he was able to walk again he swore his vendetta and answered to outlaws coming into town well before the local law. His vigilante justice was not overlooked but after a shoot out (unrelated) to him and a dead sheriff he proclaimed himself Marshall of the town. The people accepted with caution for Marshal Wrynn was not a true lawman but after noticing how he had the true interest of the townspeople at heart they could over look the brutality of his actions. With no true government agents able to reach out so far west, the other appointed deputies follow the law of Uther, the man with a Vendetta. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: [OASIS] Town Inhabitants (Character Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Foxy DeVille</strong> on <strong>19-05-2011, 22:46:17</strong>
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				(http://foxxxtails.webs.com/trin1.jpg)<br><strong>Name:</strong> Trinette-Marie LeBlanc<br><strong>Gender:</strong> Female<br><strong>Position:</strong> Harlot<br><strong>Location:</strong> Saguaro Saloon<br><strong>Local/Passerby:</strong> Local<br><strong>Age:</strong> 28<br><strong>Personality:</strong> Trin LeBlanc is a haunted woman. She blames herself for the fate of sister and is subconsciously punishing herself. Trin tells herself she is in Oasis to raise money to search for her but is really just hiding from the world. She is somewhat self-destructive, prone to overindulgence to booze and picking fights. Trin is common choice of customers who like it a bit rough.<br><strong>Weapon of Choice:</strong> Katar, an unusual knife with a horizontal grip.<br>(http://foxxxtails.webs.com/trin2.jpg)<br><strong>Description:</strong> Trin is a striking blonde, her hair is almost white and cut to about chin length. Her pale gray eyes usually have a bit of sadness within them. Trin stands around 5'7" and is slimly built except for her very generous bosom. She rarely dresses in women's clothing, preferring men's attire made out of leather. Trin has an extensive pattern of tribal tattoos running up her left arm, across her back, and down her right leg. These are a less-than-friendly reminder of her past. Trin speaks English with a French Canadian accent. <br><strong>Background:</strong> Trinette-Marie LeBlanc is originally from Quebec, Canada. Her father, Alexander, was a man of the cloth raising his daughters alone because their mother died of influenza when both were quite young. Alexander LeBlanc was chosen to do missionary work in the islands of Indonesia. This sounded like an exotic adventure to the teenaged Trin and her younger sister, Jeanne. But it turned out far worse than they imagined when their ship was attacked by pirates.<br><br>Alexander LeBlanc was killed in the fight and his daughters captured. Trin promised to protect her sister but the two were separated and sold as slaves. Where Jeanne went is unknown but Trin ended up the plaything of a Tamil warlord in Sri Lanka.&nbsp; After years of servitude, during which she was permanently marked as the warlord's property, she managed to murder her captor with his own katar and fled. Trin did whatever she could to survive while also trying to find out any information on her sister. Eventually she found passage back to the Americas. Trin began servicing prospectors on California to raise money for her search. But as the years went on, she felt more and more defeated. Trin began woring her way down south to more isolated areas, as if to flee from both her homeland and her failure. Eventually she arrived in Oasis and for the past three years has been a successful, albeit troubled, working girl at the Saguaro Saloon. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: [OASIS] Town Inhabitants (Character Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dragondancer</strong> on <strong>05-06-2011, 20:46:16</strong>
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				(http://shechive.files.wordpress.com/2010/10/eye-candy-cowboy-16.jpg)<br><strong>Name:</strong> Randall “Rand” Stevens<br><strong>Gender:</strong> Male<br><strong>Position:</strong> Owns a small ranch on the outskirts of town<br><strong>Location:</strong> Usually found working his ranch, but to relax and wind down he’ll mosey into the Saguaro Saloon on occasion<br><strong>Local/Passerby:</strong> Local (outskirts of town); occasional visitor<br><strong>Age:</strong> 27<br><strong>Personality:</strong> Rand is a hard working rancher, a fair and even-handed man, a polite gentleman cowboy who respects and appreciates women. He can be a bit quiet, but can also get quite rowdy. He’s someone who works hard, and plays hard too.<br><strong>Weapon of Choice:</strong> Winchester Rifle, for protection on his ranch against poachers, coyotes and whatever else may threaten<br><strong>Description:</strong> Rand is tall, 6’4” and hard as a rock. Working from dawn till dusk on his ranch has chiseled his body into that of a Greek God. Dark blonde hair and hazel green eyes. No chest hair and very little hair anywhere else. Mostly wears denim and a white undershirt - or no shirt at all - when working. When visiting in town he will throw on a long sleeve button-down shirt over his undershirt. He has one long vertical scar along his lower left abdomen from being thrown &amp; trampled by a horse back in his teens.<br><strong>Background:</strong> Rand and his younger sister Carmen grew up on their father’s ranch, learning the ropes with sweat equity. When their mother passed on when Rand was 17, more and more of the ranch work fell on his shoulders as their father became increasingly despondent and withdrawn. Eventually their father drank himself to death, and ownership of the ranch passed to Rand. He took his obligation seriously, and has thrown himself into the work ever since. He adores his little sister, and feels extremely protective over her. He worries about all her shenanigans and hopes to get her safely married off to an upstanding gentleman of at least some means sooner than later.<br><br><br><br><br><br>(http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ljne1yOS371qhgbino1_400.jpg)<br><strong>Name:</strong> Carmen Stevens<br><strong>Gender:</strong> Female<br><strong>Position:</strong> Lives on her brother’s (previously their father’s) small ranch on the outskirts of town<br><strong>Location:</strong> Helps out as much as she can on the ranch, but enjoys socializing at the Saguaro Saloon whenever she can get away to town<br><strong>Local/Passerby:</strong> Local (outskirts of town); occasional visitor<br><strong>Age:</strong> 22<br><strong>Personality:</strong> Carmen is a troublemaker, an instigator. Her mother died when Carmen was only 12, and her older brother Rand and her father spoiled her rotten. After their father drank himself to death mourning the loss of his beloved wife, she matured a little as far as helping on the ranch, but she also got wilder. Being good never got her the attention and affection she craved like being bad did.<br><strong>Weapon of Choice:</strong> At her brother’s insistence for emergency protection against ruffians and would-be rapists, Carmen carries two weapons; personal protection of some kind is a must for any single lady in the wild west.&nbsp; Carmen carries a gorgeous, intricately carved silver Remington Derringer with a pearl handle, which she wears holstered in a custom feminine holster belt wrapped lovingly around her hips. She also keeps a beautiful dagger tied securely to her upper thigh.<br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://www.imfdb.org/w/images/thumb/c/c5/RemingtonType4Derringer.jpg/300px-RemingtonType4Derringer.jpg)</div></div><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://www.freewebs.com/dacoach/images/SwissDagger.jpg)</div></div><strong>Description:</strong> Long honeyed auburn hair, golden hazel eyes, full sensual lips. Carmen is a little taller than average at 5’6”, with soft curves and smooth skin. She often wears risque modifications of typical mens and women’s wear; she likes to be outrageous and shock. Outward appearances would have people believing she was overly confident and couldn’t care less about what other people thought; however, though she wouldn’t admit it to anyone - including herself, she was still the “little girl lost” inside, looking for love, acceptance and a safe landing place.<br><strong>Background:</strong> Carmen and her older brother Rand grew up on their father’s ranch, learning the ropes with sweat equity. When their mother passed on when Carmen was only 12, she had to grow up fast and learn to be independent and strong as their father became increasingly despondent and withdrawn. Eventually their father drank himself to death, and ownership of the ranch passed to her brother Rand. She stayed on with her brother, helping out where she could. She idolizes her big brother, but would never admit it to his face. She loves him tremendously, he’s a mix of protector/father figure/best friend in her somewhat lonely life.<br><br><br><br><br><br>(http://www.cinemablend.com/images/news_img/22299/viggo_mortensen_22299.jpg)<br><strong>Name:</strong> Cole Hardin<br><strong>Gender:</strong> Male<br><strong>Position:</strong> Gunslinger; gentleman outlaw<br><strong>Location:</strong> Whenever the winds blow him into town, he’ll always pay a visit to the Saguaro Saloon<br><strong>Local/Passerby:</strong> Passes through town every so often<br><strong>Age:</strong> 34<br><strong>Personality/Background:</strong> Cole is a quiet, deadly calm man whose coldly lethal persona makes many a man and most women nervous. He lets his guns speak for him, doesn’t feel the need for superfluous conversation. Cole doesn’t share much of his personal life with anyone, and doesn’t care much to hear others babble on about theirs. He’s mostly an enigma, even to those who know him best. Whoever they may be. Rumor has it he served in the army for awhile, but then there are lots of rumors and stories that follow this one around. Especially about the the countless men he has supposedly gunned down. Cole never stays in any one place for very long, and will often disappear for long months at a time, living off the land, a lone wolf existence - or perhaps he lives with wild indians during these disappearances. Again, more mystery... <br><strong>Weapon of Choice:</strong> A Colt .45 SAA “Peacemaker” and a Smith &amp; Wesson Schofield “break top” .45 revolver, both nestled in holsters slung low around his hips, a second&nbsp; S&amp;W .45 tucked discreetly in his chest holster and a knife wedged safely in his right boot.<br><strong>Description:</strong> Sun lightened blonde hair and piercing blue eyes. A handsome, if grizzled face, with a dimpled chin. Rarely seen cleanshaven. Weathered and usually sunburnt skin, he spends most of his time outdoors and is uncomfortable staying enclosed indoors for very long. He is a wild one, and looks every bit of it. He has a thin, light scar on his upper lip that is most often hidden by his ever-present stubble, and various other scars on his tall (6’1”), athletic but not overly-muscled frame. He is always seen wearing his hat, long duster and closely fitted slacks, usually with a bandana around his neck. Buckskin or black are the only colors he typically wears. He does own some authentic Apache clothing, which he will occasionally don, particularly on his extended walkabouts in the deep desert.&nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: [OASIS] Town Inhabitants (Character Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>whitekitten</strong> on <strong>06-06-2011, 00:45:25</strong>
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				(http://i1102.photobucket.com/albums/g460/thewoodsarestill/Elliquiy/cowboys_and_aliens_olivia_wilde.jpg)<br><br><strong>Name:</strong> Cameron “Glasgow” Maccrae<br><strong>Gender:</strong> Female<br><strong>Position:</strong> Customer turned Trainee<br><strong>Location: </strong>Saguaro Saloon<br><strong>Age:</strong> 24<br><strong>Personality:</strong> Playful and a shameless flirt. Cameron can make a joke out of just about anything and everything and it takes a very dire situation to get her to take anything seriously. She treats life as a lark and encourages those around her to do the same. Much of this is to mask the fact that when she's angry she can be downright frightening, even though to all appearances she seems to continue to be perfectly polite and disarming.<br><strong>Weapon of Choice:</strong> Cameron grew up on an estate, and she's convinced that her father always wanted a boy, that's why he taught her things that weren't precisely “proper” for a lady. She knows how to shoot a rifle well enough, but watch her try and fire a pistol, it's hilarious. She knows how to fence but hasn't touched a sabre or rapier in ages, though she'd know how to handle one if she got her hands on it. Her favorite weapon, however, is an old straight-razor she keeps in a small pouch on her belt.<br><strong>Description:</strong> Slender, bordering on skinny. Her breasts aren't overwhelmingly huge but they aren't small either and she has a firm, rounded backside that she's particularly proud of. She has the words “Spero Meliora” tattooed on the nape of her neck, just below where her collar would fall. On her face, there is a thin white scar that trails from the corner of her mouth along her right cheek which earned Cameron her nickname. When out she normally wears men's clothing, a chambray shirt with beaten denim trousers and leather chaps. She wears what appears to be an off-white Duster but is actually an old Safari coat along with a black rabbit hair felt Trilby hat. <br><strong>Background:</strong> Cameron was born to an English mother and a Scotch father on an estate just outside of London. She was raised in the upper class, well educated and treated as an aristocrat. However, like most of the old guard at that time, most of her status came from blood and not actual wealth. Unfortunately, it was her father that lead to the great tragedy of her life. Something of a gambler, he got in quite deep with a nasty set of folks from the city. After making every excuse he could to stop from paying them, they finally came up to the estate themselves. They took the money, killed her father and her mother, and had their way with Cameron before burning down the estate and leaving her for dead. That was their mistake. She tracked them down over the next five years, killing every single one of them, then left the Isles for good. Feeling rudderless, without purpose, she traveled to America, found a horse, and just rode, searching for the next turn her life would take.<br><strong>Courtesan Limits:</strong> Female customers only, please. Other than that, limits are extreme pain, snuff, bathroom stuff, that sort of thing.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [OASIS] Town Inhabitants (Character Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aiden</strong> on <strong>06-06-2011, 08:34:58</strong>
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				(http://cache-04.gawkerassets.com/assets/images/9/2010/12/red2.jpg)<br><strong>Name:</strong> Marcus Walker<br><strong>Gender:</strong> Male<br><strong>Position:</strong> Hunter/skinner/trader/tracker/bounty hunter<br><strong>Location:</strong> The general store, saloon when in town. <br><strong>Age:</strong> 32<br><strong>Personality:</strong> Marcus carries himself with a "hunter" reserve. He can carry a conversation quite well but is never in tune with current news due to the time he spends in the "wilderness." Sometimes he makes an appointment simply for the company, retelling his tales of beasts he has hunted, from bears to mountain lions sometimes with only his knife, he is a thrill seeker of sorts who thrills in the hunt. <br><strong>Weapon of Choice:</strong> Skinning knife/ throwing knife <br><strong>Description:</strong> 5'8 with a thin/lithe looking body that packs a tight and lean musculature with hardly any body fat on him. It is clear the man lives off the land, meats, berries and the occasional sacks of grain he takes back with him to his camp which no one has ever seen. His body has various scars mostly in the shape of claw /fang marks and bullet holes. <br><br><strong>Background:</strong> Marcus Walker came from hard working folks up in the north. In his early twenties he came down to the south where he quickly became well known for his hunting skills. The man comes into town during the winter months and rents a room in a hotel but during the others seasons he leaves to collect furs and return to trade or take on contracts. Walker makes a decent living doing what he does and is rumored to have a nice estate building up in the local branch of Wells Fargo, it seemed his furs are a highly sough commodity back in the civilized east. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: [OASIS] Town Inhabitants (Character Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Michael Corvus</strong> on <strong>06-06-2011, 14:05:21</strong>
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				(http://hotmuscleboys.files.wordpress.com/2010/07/cowboy070.jpg)<br><strong>Name:</strong> Jotham Godstone<br><strong>Gender:</strong> Male<br><strong>Position:</strong> Ranch hand, traveling west to find for work<br><strong>Location:</strong> The town of Oasis and the surrounding areas.<br><strong>Local/Passerby:</strong> Passerby - Chance to become a local.<br><strong>Age:</strong> 24<br><strong>Personality:</strong> A quiet and polite young man, Jotham is the epitome of good manners and chivalry. Honest, hard working and trustworthy, he is a straight laced, no-nonsense kinda guy, though he does have a mischievous streak to him at times.<br><strong>Weapons:</strong> Colt Peacemaker .45 LC (http://moviegunguy.com/WordPress/wp-content/gallery/us-cavalry-weapons/uscav1873colt.jpg) - Cavalry model with&nbsp; 7 1/2" barrel and a Winchester model 1866 lever-action rifle (http://t1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcTikpazZjbghUSMyrXZDtbOzOOntSygFc_GA5mKEZ4ALAgfSfWK)<br><strong>Description:</strong> Jotham stands a modest 6'0 with a fit, athletic build. He is in tip top shape, his body chiseled and honed from a lifetime of working cattle and horse ranches alike. His dark eyes and hair are set against skin, kissed a deep bronze by the harsh southwestern sun. He has a scar from a gunshot wound through his right shoulder, a constant reminder of his troubled past.<br><strong>Background:</strong> Jotham was born to an honest, hard working cattle rancher and his young wife, struggling to make a life for themselves. Jotham grew up with his older brother, Jaron, both of them working the ranch with their father. When Jotham was 20, he and Joran rode into town to buy some supplies for the ranch, as they often did towards the end of each month. When they returned later that evening, they found their home on fire, their mother and father murdered by savage natives. After burying their folks, Joran, who was 21 at the time, swore to never work another ranch again and headed back east to make a name for himself in business. Jotham was determined to rebuild his family home and defy the natives to return. Unfortunately for Jotham was also left with his family debts. Lacking the funds to pay off the debts, eek out a living and rebuild the family home, he was forced to abandon his plan until such a time as he can raise the necessary funds. Now he wanders the lands looking for work wherever he can find it, keeping just enough to keep himself fed, clothed and sheltered and sending the remaining sum to pay off his father's debts.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [OASIS] Town Inhabitants (Character Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eliza</strong> on <strong>09-06-2011, 19:53:08</strong>
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				(http://i74.photobucket.com/albums/i254/RiZAL_D/mr_wang01.jpg)<br><strong>Name:</strong> Chan Wang, prefers Mr. Wang from the locals, Uncle Wang from the ladies at the Saloon<br><strong>Gender:</strong> Male<br><strong>Position:</strong> Oasis Shopkeeper<br><strong>Location:</strong> Oasis Market, above and across from the church<br><strong>Age:</strong> 55 years<br><strong>Personality:</strong> Untroubled by the desert, Mr. Wang is the most friendly person one can find in Oasis, but don't be surprised when he tries to sell you more than you want. Drives a hard bargain, he rarely buys expensive goods at their market price, tending to buy low and sell high ... the smarts of a Chinese laborer living aspects of the American Dream. Though, if one is a local regular, he tends to be more lenient with them, especially if they get the good stuff.<br><strong>Weapon of Choice:</strong> Henry Repeater<br><strong>Description:</strong> Like most of the Chinese population in America, Mr. Wang is short statured, as tall as the average saloon girl without heels. He usually wears a pinstriped shirt with grey trouser and suspenders. He rarely wears a tie, which he usually wears when going up to the Saloon on some night, resorting to wear a bow tie when in the shop. He can commonly be found with a apron of some sorts when he is working in his shop. Mr. Wang has the common facial features of a Chinaman who is nearing his graying days. He has a pair of glasses that is circular in shape, and he never is seen without them. His hair is usually its natural color of black, but around his hair line and mustache, gray hairs have started to appear. A carefree person in Oasis, not bothered by the heat of the desert or the dangers around town, one can readily find a smile on his face.<br><strong>Background:</strong> His parents immigrated from China to start a new life on the west coast hearing success and money in the California Gold Rush. He was only a baby at the time and his parents suffered through the failure to find gold, the failure to raise enough money for food and basic lodging, and discrimination from the dominant race. Wang's father desert him and his mother, who traveled back east to find fortune elsewhere. They found Oasis in their travels east and decided to make it their home in a inhospitable place. A lowly shopkeeper fell in love with his mother and after marriage ran the small shop he had together.<br><br>When Oasis became a hellhole, then turned bustling rest stop for those traveling through the desert, Wang's shop grew to an larger establishment. With his shop renovated by the same locals that rebuilt the Saguaro Saloon, Mr. Wang has grew both in popularity and wealth. In his shop, he sells the basic necessities for travel in the desert and then some. Along with preserved fruits and meats, he also sells ammunition that is supplied by the Marshal himself, but he doesn't sell the guns that the Marshal confiscates, which are usually donated to the girls at the Saloon.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [OASIS] Town Inhabitants (Character Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>derek</strong> on <strong>10-06-2011, 06:33:39</strong>
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				(http://file.walagata.com/w/frida_d/Elliquiy/Sam.jpg)<br><br><strong>Name:</strong> Sam Markham<br><br><strong>Gender:</strong> Male<br><br><strong>Position:</strong> Court Certified Bounty Hunter<br><br><strong>Location:</strong> Sam tends to hang around in or near the saloons and brothels of each town on his circuit as those he’s after tend to frequent such establishments.<br><br><strong>Age:</strong> 34 years old<br><br><strong>Personality:</strong> Sam tends to be a quiet spoken man.&nbsp; When dealing with the felons he’s after he’s deadly serious.&nbsp; When he’s with a woman he likes and respects he tends to be more flirtatious and tender more times than many may expect of him.<br><br><strong>Weapon of Choice:</strong> Colt 45 revolver and a Sharps .45-90 long rifle<br><br><strong>Description:</strong> Sam’s an average looking man with no physical features that would cause him any notoriety.&nbsp; He’s a few scars from gunshot wounds he took as a Texas Ranger but none are visible with his clothes on. <br><br><strong>Background:</strong> Sam was in the U.S. Cavalry for a couple enlistment periods, was a marshal in a few notable towns in Kansas and elsewhere before becoming a Texas Ranger.&nbsp; He was retired as a Ranger due to the severity of his wounds from an ambush from which he was the only survivor.&nbsp; He worked hard to recover and brought himself back into better shape than he’d been in as a Ranger from shear stubbornness.&nbsp; Sam is a crack shot with his long rifle. He was trained as a sniper in the army.&nbsp; With a Colt in his holster he’s deadly fast.&nbsp; He’s never married, though he’s known some women.&nbsp; His family is fairly scattered across the West as the Homestead Act motivated them to seek better lives where the land was cheap and clean.&nbsp; He’s new to this circuit.&nbsp; He came down from the 6th circuit with the Chief Judge who is a childhood friend and an equally stubborn but fair man.&nbsp; The Judge had hired him as the lead apprehension officer in that circuit.&nbsp; Very few men that Sam set out to bring back escaped that fate or worse.&nbsp; The courts tended to reward life capture more generously than bringing them back dead so Sam had become a master at bringing them back alive. This is his first trip through the Oasis area and he’s intending to stay long enough to get to know the town and it’s people before he moves on to the next town.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [OASIS] Town Inhabitants (Character Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aiden</strong> on <strong>12-06-2011, 22:10:48</strong>
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				NPC Lawmen of Oasis<br><br><br>(http://www.filmofilia.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/01/priest_4.jpg)<br>Henry Jameson<br>An Oasis born and raised young man who went to Wrynn looking for a job and proved himself. Loves to smoke, does not drink and occasionally spend a night off at the Saloon. Is loyal to the bone to the people and can always be seen during the morning shift at the office, responsible for the majority of the paper work that comes into town. <br>Age- 23<br><br>(2 more to come eventually) <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: [OASIS] Town Inhabitants (Character Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kendra</strong> on <strong>07-09-2011, 16:53:50</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Sarah Kelly <br><strong>Born:</strong> Sarah Esther Jensen<br><strong>Gender:</strong> Female<br><strong>Position:</strong> lone stranger passing through<br><strong>Location:</strong> nowhere and anywhere<br><strong>Local/ Passerby:</strong> Passerby<br><strong>Age:</strong> 29<br><br><strong>Appearance:</strong><br>(http://i1.squidoocdn.com/resize/squidoo_images/590/draft_lens17604129module150675649photo_1307460720Raquel_Welch_Hannie.jpg) (http://x54.xanga.com/14bf0b4b46630241469410/m191168827.jpg)<br><br><strong>History:</strong><br>A strong serious girl with a love of literature and the middle sister of three girls, Sarah had always considered herself plain and vastly ordinary compared. Her eldest sister Clara, ran away from home writing them only once to say she was deeply in love and settling down far away from their old hick town. Sarah had felt her absence keenly, Clara had been the only sister she had ever confided in as Penelope was far too occupied with her looks and fawning for the attentions of any suitor possible.<br><br>Their parents devastated by Clara's behaviour reigned in the other two girls, watching who they spoke to and befriended. When Sean Kelly asked to be allowed to court Sarah, they did not refuse. He was a hard working farmer, a kind&nbsp; manner and his family respected in the community. Now that it was only him to tend the farm, they had high hopes that their own retiring years would be comfortable. They courted and after two years they eventually married. Sarah had grown to love him deeply, it was never the love that was consumed by passion but it was a steadfast enduring love, one with a proper foundation to grow. <br><br>Time moved on and they heard no more from Clara, Penelope moved to New York after marrying a spectacles salesman who had been passing through. Their parents wagon coach was attacked on their first trip to visit her, they never survived. Sarah worked hard alongside her husband to make their farm prosper but the weather was against them and times themselves were hard. Their attempts for a baby were finally successful but their joy was short lived. <br><br>Late one afternoon, still in her first trimester Sarah stayed in out of the mid-day sun cleaning and scrubbing their home when three riders showed up. The Castle brothers were notorious killers, rapists and thieves. They were at the end of their rope, unable to stop in the town as wanted posters were up every where about them. Coming by the Kelly farm was providence to them and sheer hell to Sarah and Sean. They demanded money, food and fresh horses, Sean could give them none of these things. So they shot him. The gunshot brought Sarah running from the house only to see Sean in a pool of his own blood on the ground. She never got to his side, Brody Castle grabbed her from behind and his half toothless mouth laughed before licking her neck and throwing her to the ground. Between Brody, Matt and Paul Castle she was beaten and raped systematically for hours until taking what they could find to suit their needs, they left. <br><br>They had left her for dead and the blood that flowed from her gave that indication but Sarah had lost her baby but not her life. It took many hours before she could crawl herself back in to her home. dragging Sean's body with her. It was days again before she could venture out to attempt to give her husband a decent burial. As the weeks passed she healed and her hatred festered, until there was only one thought in her head and that was to seek revenge on the three men whose faces she knew she would never forget. She sold her farm to the bank, thrilled at the cheap price they got for it and she bought herself a decent horse. <br><br>Dressed in simply a poncho to cover her gun holster, brown leather trousers, faded brown boots, one of her husbands old hats, she filled up some saddle bags with supplies of water and food and set off. She would spend eternity if she had too tracking them down but would not rest until she did.<br><br><strong>Personality:</strong> determined, reserved, serious and somewhat sullen. It's been a long time since Sarah Kelly had anything to smile about.<br>
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