Richard Dawson
"The Saint of the West"
Richard Dawson just might be the wealthiest, most powerful, cruelest, cowardly, evil, double crossin' son of a bitch on this side of the Mississippi. He got his nickname "Saint of the West" over fifty years ago when he came to Texas on horseback, with intentions on spreading the "Word of God." With his handsome grin and silver tongue, he was a man that was easily trusted for no reason. For years he would stroll from town to town, claiming to save folks if they offer him small donations, and sometimes he would preform some "miracle" for the town. It didn't take long for him to gain a reputation, and money. He hired "fellow Men of God" to do his dirty work. They would retrieve debt from the poor, burn houses to the ground and claim that God was damning them, murder, robbery, rape, he would only do the work when he knew he could win. He was the perfect con-artist, and although the West was a cruel mistress, she seemed to favor Richard Dawson nine times outta ten.
He became an underground crime lord, using his "religion" as an act to get what he really wanted; money, and power. About thirty years ago he waltzed into a town, and claimed to be the new mayor, and no one would deny him of that statement, either because of his godly reputation, or they knew that anyone who went against him would wind up dead. He renamed the town humbly to Dawson, and for thirty years he has made an empire from what used to be a small ole river town. With a modest river, and a mountain full of gold a few hours away, it was no surprise that the city grew into a metropolis. Saloons, brothels, casinos, farms, ferry rides, plantations, the list goes on and on. The city was the "Best in the West" and it lured hopeful fools to their doom. There was no order in that town, the only word that went was Dawson's himself. Crime and disorder spilled over the dirt roads and within the houses. The lawmen would look away if Dawson's men did anything illegal, and why stop at just Dawson's men? You could shoot a man, take a bottle of whiskey, and burn down a church and people would applaud you.
Dawson created Hell on Earth.
And in his fifty years of spreading the "Good Word" by killing, and raping, and destroying good honest people, he has gained a lot of enemies. A man hell bent on revenge has assembled a wide arrange of men and women to help each other do one thing: Hang Richard Dawson high in the streets, and end his reign. This group could be good or bad, their intentions are their own, but they would never let Dawson or his men get away by being bribed, or distracted. The Sun is setting for Ole' Richard Dawson. It's time for revenge.
Dawson City:
The City of Dawson is set into four Districts: Outer, Riverside, Money, and Elite.
RECRUITED:
-Henry Leopold Adams (Jones Sparrow)
-Taheton Alosaka (Loki Odinson)
-Roxanne "Black Rose" Westfield
NOT RECRUITED:
-Annette Topsfield (MissCapnCrunch)
-Eleanor Carlisle (SpicyMeatball)
-Bernard "Powerderfinger" Young (Burrahobbit)
-Zuya Keyoe (EllisBell)
-Dean Jackson (Heat)
-Maxwell "Goldust" Helmes (Alias)
-Victoria "Ruby" Catham (Tericatsu)
RULES:
1) This is gonna be a crazy, wild ride, but please DO NOT! overpower your character. You're not immortal, and doing something too stupid could end up poorly for the character
2)So I'm going to give everyone the option of being recruited already, or if you'd like to be recruited within the RP, and with that we will all work together to create a way to do so!
3) This is gonna be an 18+ RP, so everything goes!
4)This RP is not only gonna be action based. It'll have it all, so character development is key!
5)I'm very laid back when it comes to the length of posts, all I ask is that there aren't one sentenced posts, they aren't that interesting, and leaves very little for people to act upon... But this is a Casual Thread so I don't think that'll be a problem!
6)If you have any problems or concerns, please work it out with the person before coming to me! But I will gladly help in any way I can
7)This is supposed to be fun, not a chore, so please don't be stressed out about this RP! Please have fun!
CHARACTER SHEET:
Name:
AKA: Optional
Age:
Appearance:
Bio: Optional
Weapons:
Relationships: Family, friends, romance, etc. (optional)
Recruited?:
Other:
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Name: Henry Leopold Adams
AKA: The Coyote, Leo
Age: 28
Appearance: Leo is 6'2" with dark green eyes, and dark brown hair. He has a nasty scar across his cheek, which leaves a bald spot in his five o'clock shadow, and goatee. He usually wears a white collared shirt that's been dyed and stained from the heat, sleeves rolled up with a dark brown leather vest. He has black dress pants, a handkerchief around his neck, boots, sometimes a worn jacket. He always wears a worn rancher hat. On his side is an old silver revolver, and always carries his dad's gold pocket watch in his vest pocket.
Bio: My story starts in the town of Dawson before it was even named Dawson. My mommy and daddy lived there five years before Richard Dawson showed up, making a living as humble blacksmiths for their town, and weary travelers. When I was born I worked as a "junior apprentice" for my old man when I was able to walk and talk. By this time Dawson had officially became Dawson, and it was clear that things were going downhill fast. Long story short, my parents sold to some Indians that came through town, Mayor Dawson didn't like it, and shot my parents after they begged for their lives... I was going to be shot too, but the bullet missed and hit my on the cheek. The stupid son of a bitch told his men that I was "innocent of sin." That was his first mistake.
I left that town before it got any worse. I was nine at the time, but I managed to run away to another village and become an apprentice for another blacksmith. I soon became the fronthead for the shop though, because I too had a way with words. I could talk people into buying all sorts of things, and once I reached a certain age, I was quite the man for women. Another long story short, there was a group of men that came into our town thinkin' they owned the place, started disrespecting me and the blacksmith, and a few other patrons in the saloon. At this point I've been practicing gunslinging for a while. So, I asked them kindly to get the hell out of the town, and when they refused, I outdrew them. Turns out they were Dawson's boys. I was no longer welcome.
By the age of 18, I set off on my own. For over ten years I felt empty, and dull from most things, but when I shot those men... It sparked something inside me. It gave me purpose. I knew what I had to do at that point. I'd be a fool to go after Richard Dawson at such a young age. He probably didn't even remember me, I was one of a thousand little boys he spared after killing their parents. I wasn't so quick to forget. I started to gain a reputation around these parts. A silver tongued vigilante that wouldn't hesitate to kill off anyone affiliated with Dawson and his gang.
Now, with some experience under my belt, and connections in hidden places, I set out to assemble a team with the same goal to help me complete my duty I know I was meant to do.
Personality: Leo is a suave, gentlemen with a silver tongue. His morals may not be as straight as others, but he does follow his own rules to at least make him better than Richard Dawson could ever be. He self taught himself how to read and write, and liked to recite poems to bring points across. He can be merciful, but at the same time has seen enough to get the job done, no matter what the cost. He has a deep hatred for Richard Dawson, but he does have a sense of humor and likes to have a good time when they aren't working towards their goal. Has a soft spot for families, and will go out of his way to try and help them.
Weapons: An old silver revolver, a Winchester rifle, and a whip
Relationships: If anyone's interested in anything let me know!
Recruited: Yes
Other: Contrary to popular belief, Leo would rather talk his way out of a situation rather than fighting his way out.
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EDIT: I will eventually get a description of the city of Dawson, just didn't want you guys to wait any longer
