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Plot:
The rp takes place in the west, a railroad is being built through the southern US. My character invested a large amount of money into it and has been traveling with the workers to over see its creation. Your character[female] is a outlaw, running from the law. They meet at a inn and get to talking. As the rp progresses he falls for her. He soon realizes he will do anything to protect her, even harboring her from the law.
Rules.
- must be advanced (at least 2 paragraphs per post.)
- be active, 1+ post every 2 days
- this may get mature, please keep this in mind, must be 15+
Character.
Face claim: Nikolaj Coster-Waldau
Character name: Andrew (Drew for short) Delano
Rp Sample:
The sun beat down lazily on his back. The railroad had been a success, so far. Investing this much money into a project was not something Andrew usually did, but with his father's pressure looming over him he jumped at the first opportunity. Of course if this failed Drew would have to return to Alabama, where his father's business was stationed, a failure. He did not want that. Being deemed a failure by your father is just about the worst thing he could imagine. The position Drew held in the business gave him some leeway, but with the amount of money he put into the railroad he wouldn't be surprised if he was out of a job even before he made it home.
The tinkering of mallet against large steel nails and pegs filled the air along with the smell of sweat. Andrew was never one for the luxurious lifestyle. Did he like having money? of course. However when it came to household objects and clothing he went simple and cheap, buying what he wanted not what was normal for one of his stature. Now he was dressed in tan pants and a while t-shirt, both which were already drenched in sweat. He couldn't imagine the sweaty conditions of the barely visible workers who pounded away at the pegs and laid the track. Occasionally he would see a man or two return to the camp's cook, getting lunch and stopping at the water barrels for much needed drink.
Drew was situated in a chair beside his tent, his back to the open land of Texas, his face to the in-progress railroad. In New Mexico the men had built around 20 feet of track a day. Now they built around 18 feet. Drew found this odd as it was obviously cooler here however there were less towns that the team happened upon and sleeping in a tent for weeks on end didn't do justice to ones back. Even now he knew many of the men, who either had the day off or ditched work, could be found in the whore house and tavern in the town which was about a 25 minute walk on foot, or a 10 minute ride on a fast horse, away.
He yawned, stretching slowly, and rose to his feet. After lunch time Drew himself enjoyed frequenting the tavern for a few drinks. He nodded to his colleague, and friend, James who was returning to camp after, what Drew assumed, a night in the town's Inn. James, like Drew, was born into money and he could care less of what people thought. He always threw his money around, making it known to the world that he was in fact rich.
Now James grinned at Drew "Well don't you look miserable."
Drew just chuckled and walked away. He knew that James probably invested at least twice the amount of money into this railroad then Drew had. He walked over towards the makeshift stables and walked past the stable boy. Grabbing his saddle and bridle and walked over to his horse. Drew took his time putting the equipment on his horse before grabbing his white riding gloves and swinging up into the saddle. He threw the dark bay into a trot and made his way towards town.
The rp takes place in the west, a railroad is being built through the southern US. My character invested a large amount of money into it and has been traveling with the workers to over see its creation. Your character[female] is a outlaw, running from the law. They meet at a inn and get to talking. As the rp progresses he falls for her. He soon realizes he will do anything to protect her, even harboring her from the law.
Rules.
- must be advanced (at least 2 paragraphs per post.)
- be active, 1+ post every 2 days
- this may get mature, please keep this in mind, must be 15+
Character.
Face claim: Nikolaj Coster-Waldau
Character name: Andrew (Drew for short) Delano
Rp Sample:
The sun beat down lazily on his back. The railroad had been a success, so far. Investing this much money into a project was not something Andrew usually did, but with his father's pressure looming over him he jumped at the first opportunity. Of course if this failed Drew would have to return to Alabama, where his father's business was stationed, a failure. He did not want that. Being deemed a failure by your father is just about the worst thing he could imagine. The position Drew held in the business gave him some leeway, but with the amount of money he put into the railroad he wouldn't be surprised if he was out of a job even before he made it home.
The tinkering of mallet against large steel nails and pegs filled the air along with the smell of sweat. Andrew was never one for the luxurious lifestyle. Did he like having money? of course. However when it came to household objects and clothing he went simple and cheap, buying what he wanted not what was normal for one of his stature. Now he was dressed in tan pants and a while t-shirt, both which were already drenched in sweat. He couldn't imagine the sweaty conditions of the barely visible workers who pounded away at the pegs and laid the track. Occasionally he would see a man or two return to the camp's cook, getting lunch and stopping at the water barrels for much needed drink.
Drew was situated in a chair beside his tent, his back to the open land of Texas, his face to the in-progress railroad. In New Mexico the men had built around 20 feet of track a day. Now they built around 18 feet. Drew found this odd as it was obviously cooler here however there were less towns that the team happened upon and sleeping in a tent for weeks on end didn't do justice to ones back. Even now he knew many of the men, who either had the day off or ditched work, could be found in the whore house and tavern in the town which was about a 25 minute walk on foot, or a 10 minute ride on a fast horse, away.
He yawned, stretching slowly, and rose to his feet. After lunch time Drew himself enjoyed frequenting the tavern for a few drinks. He nodded to his colleague, and friend, James who was returning to camp after, what Drew assumed, a night in the town's Inn. James, like Drew, was born into money and he could care less of what people thought. He always threw his money around, making it known to the world that he was in fact rich.
Now James grinned at Drew "Well don't you look miserable."
Drew just chuckled and walked away. He knew that James probably invested at least twice the amount of money into this railroad then Drew had. He walked over towards the makeshift stables and walked past the stable boy. Grabbing his saddle and bridle and walked over to his horse. Drew took his time putting the equipment on his horse before grabbing his white riding gloves and swinging up into the saddle. He threw the dark bay into a trot and made his way towards town.