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4 yrs ago
Current On RP Hiatus. Will be back eventually...
4 yrs ago
Free virtual benefit concert tonight: TheFarmMustGoOn.com
4 yrs ago
Good luck, @blindwoofer. Mine likes to wash his paws off in his water dish.
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4 yrs ago
@Crab... see if you can find out what she's interested in. Then ask her about it. No flirting need be involved to just break the ice. :)
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4 yrs ago
Amazing how many sudden epidemiology experts there are in the world
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Bio

Long time casual role player who loves tales of adventure! I enjoy tabletop games, play-by-post, and even LARP!

Wild (and sometimes weird) west and medieval fantasy games with an 'old-school' D&D feel are my favorite.

In real life, I'm a software engineer and wanna-be farmer. I have a little garden and some chickens that like to destroy my flower beds. But I like 'em anyway and they all have names. ;) Sometimes they lay me some breakfast.

Other hobbies include dog agility and archery.

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Mary, sensing the upcoming fight, slipped away from the table just a moment after Finney. Maybe she'd join in. Maybe not. Maybe it would depend upon which side looked like it was winning. For now, she'd content herself to watch the show from the relative safety of the bar.

Finney might not have noticed the invitation from the man at the pool table, but one of the thugs did. "Why don't you mind your own damn business, mister," the thug said to Sergio.

Mr. Logan, with his meticulously trimmed mustache, hair, and fingernails, didn't seem the sort that had ever been in a barfight in his life. And he wasn't about to start now.

As Taylor and the Cree man made their all-too-credible threats, Logan took his hand off the money and started to retreat. "Gentlemen," he began, purely intending to spin some bullshit line that would buy him a few moments to extricate himself from the fray before sending his hired thugs in to do his dirty work. But too late. Billy had just clocked one of his men.

The punches to the jaw sent the thug stumbling backwards. He'd probably be spitting out a tooth or two here in a minute.

Immediately, the others jumped into the fray. One grabbed the back of Taylor's chair to try to tip it over backwards with Taylor still in it.

A heavyset man wielding an empty whiskey bottle like a bludgeon, swung it toward Mistihkoman's face.

And one with a curly blonde beard threw a punch at Billy's gut to try to avenge his friend.

Logan himself simply tried to backpedal and get clear of the fight, though was backing straight toward Finney.
Don't apologize! I'm enjoying the drama. :)
No biggie, Bing! I figured it wouldn't hurt the story flow too much to add Logan's thugs to the scene before you got to reply. Though in general I'll try to give everyone a fair chance to chime in before plowing ahead. :)
Yes and yes! :)
As the tomahawk slams down, the man at the piano abruptly stops playing.

Mr. Logan flinches and draws his hand back about an inch out of reflex, though does not relinquish the money. The reason for his ‘bravery’ in the face of the threats becomes more apparent as the 4 roughnecks from the other table stand up and approach the poker table, as do two of the men at the bar…. The six of them positioning themselves to surround the table.

One bumps his shoulder hard against Phineas as they pass him, but otherwise do not prevent him from removing himself from the situation. None are holding visible weapons, but their postures make it clear they are Mr. Logan's muscle.

"Do you know why they call me Big Knife?"

“I assume because ‘they’ are savages that name their children after weapons,” Logan sniped back, his face growing even redder, looking down his nose at the slightly shorter man.

"Now, I don't know how, but you have all been cheating me. This money is mine."

From his vantage toward the front of the saloon, Finny can see the curtained windows of the upstairs office, one of which is quickly pulled aside by a short, fat man in a white suit to observe the scene below.



Green is stairs and a small landing. Blue is a second floor enclosed office. Red are two interior windows.

@Eviledd1984

Approved with one minor caveat: steel toed boots didn't come around until the 1900s. :)
I recall reading this earlier. It was the motivation for Billy to mention to Mr. Logan about hiring for some job.


I figured. But it won't come from Mr. Can't-Handle-Losing.
Great! :) I generalized the language in the IC to leave it open for you to make your character's intro how you see fit:

There are others scattered around the room besides the saloonkeeper and the poker players: 2 men playing pool, a man at the piano, plus 4 roughnecks at the bar (there'd been 5 before Mary's would-be suitor left with a bloodied nose) and 4 at the second table, one of which glances over at the poker game every once in awhile.
The story hook (coming up shortly) is that the characters will be hired to transport something. So either a bounty hunter or outlaw could fit as long as you could envision him accepting a job like that.

And you wouldn't be interrupting the flow at all. The men playing pool were only mentioned in passing, so we're literally only talking about a 1 or 2 word edit. ;)
I am very interested in participating in this rp; i had an idea for a character like Clint Eastwood form The Good, the Bad and the Ugly.


Hey Evil. I'm fairly certain we've lost MooseIsLoose, so I'm open to incorporating one more character. :)

Would you be cool with your character being one of the two men playing pool? (I narrated them as 'old' men, but it's a minor detail that I can go back and edit to better fit your character without affecting anything that's happened so far.)
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