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    1. czechmate46 10 yrs ago

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Seasoned roleplayer mostly interested in 1x1 roleplays with mature themes and ideas.

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Interests:

History (ancient European history, pre-Christian Europe, Medieval times, American settlement & westward expansion, American Civil War, modern history such as the Roaring 20's, Great Depression era, civil rights movement & Vietnam War)

Paganism (Northern European)

Philosophy (Nietzsche, Marcus Aurelius, Sartre, Kierkegaard)

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Music (Pink Floyd, Moody Blues, Led Zeppelin, Black Sabbath, The Beatles, Steppenwolf)

Video Games (Red Dead Redemption I & II, Skyrim/Elder Scrolls universe)


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After packing up all of his provisions and finishing the form of "breakfast" that he and Buck had, Joseph strolled over to his horse where he fed him a rationed proportion of a carrot and mounted up. Suddenly, an idea struck him. "Perhaps we should go to Mexico...maybe the situation isn't as bad there." Joseph wasn't sure what reaction he would get. But it seemed that was more logical than going to Armadillo. Who knew what was there waiting for them. Surely things werent as bad in Mexico.
I posted in it like 2 days ago. I really want it to stay alive but it seems there is a lack of interest.
"Hey there," Jim gave a small wave to the toddler that was now clinging to Bridget. Looking around at the amount of people that had accumulated at the coffee shop, he had a feeling something was about to happen. After all, he was sure everyone else was thinking the same thing he was - what was going on?
jeffhudson said
Yea it's only on the consoles. I wish it was on PC, but I play it on the X-Box. I think I may make a CS and join in if that is alright with ya'll?


Yep, that's fine with us! Your character can join one of the existing gangs or create his own.
Shit double post. Sorry about that.
Definitely interested. I'm willing to post multiple times a day and my grammar and writing are up to par. I also have a sense of humor (if I do say so myself). Can you possibly share a little more about the plot?
Definitely interested. I'm willing to post multiple times a day and my grammar and writing is quite up to par. I have a pretty good sense of humor too (if I do say so myself).
Jim smiled back at the woman who called herself Bridget and firmly shook the hand she had extended. "Thanks Bridget, I really appriciate it. My names Jim," he introduced himself before pausing to add more. "So, you live around here?" If this dome, whatever it was, remained he would need an acquaintance - someone to stick around with. Usually he was a one man show, but he had yet to encounter anything like this.
Suspicious eyeing the scene that had just unravelled in front of him, George remained quiet, letting his appearance and presence speak for him. These women clearly knew who he was. Not even five minutes in town and he had already been recognized.

Slowly stalking closer to the woman, he cleared his throat. "I'm lookin' for some high quality rope," he told the woman with his voice low and rough. He would let her imagine what he was going to do with it. The woman in front of him seemed to become more attractive by the minute. Something about her looked awfully familiar. She looked just like a prostitute he had seen some time ago who hung around a gang, who's name currently had escaped him.
After the Ryder Gang had entered Armadillo and hitched up their horses near the outskirts of town, George told them to wander about the town for about twenty minutes or so, to not attract attention to a bunch of outlaws gravitating towards the bank all at once. Each member was assigned a specific time to go to the bank, each being five minutes apart. George was going to be the last one to the bank, at precisely 7:00.

As the gang dispersed amongst the town, George made his way to the General Store. Upon entering, he hooked his thumbs through his belt loops and sauntered in through the door way, his boots clicking on the wooden floor. He took note of two women who were near the back of the store, one with a leg brace and one who had a black bandana wrapped around her neck. Finding her slightly attractive, George nodded to them as he lightly touched the brim of his hat. "Mornin', ladies." He was not one to make small chat or friendly conversation with others, but he had a weak spot for women, especially prostitutes.
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