RomanceLover1995 — Roleplayer Guild

Western Hearts
What I'm Looking For:
I'm looking to do an old western romance role play. A male character is needed. The plot is pretty open for planning, I have one, but we can add to that one or create a new one. This is going to be a semi-literate to literate role play. A male character is needed.
Plot:
Can be brain stormed or I have one thought up, but don't want to post unless I have someone interested so I don't get my hopes up. Have quite a few different plots to choose from.
Role Play Themes:
Romance, Action, Blood, Gore, Drama, Violence, Mystery, Horror, Etc, Etc (Whatever you want to add in)
What Is Required:
Semi-Literate (At least three sentences per reply) to Literate replies (At least five sentences per reply)
Male Character must be played

My name is Katie. I'm only twenty-one years old and I'm taken for good. I'm also saloon girl, I dance for a living though I have been claimed by a pirate captain. And if I were you I wouldn't dare crossing him by putting a hand on me, and I'll warn you not to touch me unless you want some trouble. But if you don't want to listen to me you'll have more trouble than you know what to do with. Because of him...I don't have to worry about dancing for anyone else, he takes good care of me. Though I will admit that I enjoy him defending me. I might look innocent and helpless, but I am far from innocent and helpless. He is all the help I need. I've seen what he does to the men who mess with me, especially the ones who know I'm his girl and his only girl. I'm a very out going and trustworthy woman. I'm sweet and trusting, though I do have a cold side to me. I will admit to being a trouble maker as well as a lover, even though I'm caring. I'm also loyal. I lost both my parents at a young age, I really don't remember them much. My uncle owns the saloon, though he is an alcoholic, no one really questions him and he does keep the other girls as well as myself safe with the gun he has hidden behind the counter. He isn't the best man to live with. My aunt, his wife, passed away very suddenly. There are rumors saying she killed herself while others say my uncle killed her. I'm not sure which to believe, but I never ask. The jewelry I wear are my mothers. I wear them for a reason, my own reason. I lost my parents when I was very young...around two years old. Nathan made living with my uncle a lot easier, just because now if my uncle messed with me, someone would be defending me. Since no one was allowed to lay a hand on me, I usually just sat around or handed out drinks when Nathan wasn't in town. Tonight was one of those nights, though Nathan should be back sometime in the next few days. A new ship had come in with new men that weren't from around here. And they had been causing trouble around town for days now. I sighed softly and cursed under my breath, I was getting annoyed as someone grabbed my ass again. Though the last time I snapped at one of them my uncle snapped at me. This was getting old and quickly at that. I glared at the man who grabbed me a moment before setting the drinks on the table. I was about done with everything going on since that new ship had come in. I walked back to where my uncle was behind the bar and sat away from him, in a corner where I was hoping to be alone. But my wishes were quickly dimmed as a man wandered over to me. I paid him no attention, but he didn't take that as a no when he grabbed me and yanked me up. What the hell is wrong with men when they drink? They come into the saloon and think they can abuse the girls that are trying to make a living? God if only Nathan were here, he would have this taken care of quickly! “Let me go!” I muttered, trying to pull away as the man tightened his grip on my wrist. Nathan made it possible for me to not have to dance or go around with the other men to make a living. He helped me with money when he got a rad on a ship at sea. He was always taking care of me.

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