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| So, Battledome, Western Style, is all about: |
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| ALCOHOL! |
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 Posted: Wed May 11, 2011 7:06 pm
An old, ridden town in the middle of nowhere,
filled with the most obscure people you've ever met.
Welcome to the Battledome's other universe; the old west! Why the old west, you may ask, stranger? Well, you asked for it, so here you go, you deliciously spoiled people.
Actually, this was because the original Battledome was getting too big, the creators said, so they had to force others into this dusty place! It was cheap too; creating a Medieval or Noir universe would cause the crew of the dome to go bankrupt with their low budget! You have no idea how much these guys have to pay for property damage, torture devices, rooms for the domers to stay in, food, other stuff. Cheap bastards, I say!
This is just the seed of how these lively beings will create other worlds, other lands, and many more things when they feel like it! But for now, they'll just have to settle with good old fashioned farms and saloons.
Enjoy your stay here at this s**t town!~
(any suggestions/ideas for this RP thread you would like to add, please notify me.)
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Posted: Wed May 11, 2011 8:01 pm
RULES
You should already know this by now; but just in case you didn't take notes:
- Follow the TOS.
- No godmodding.
- Literate roleplay; no ** and use "" for speaking.
Much like the tavern, except really expanded as far as land goes, this is for how wonderful characters interact in a joined community. Bring up any scenarios for this place; spice it up! NAMELESS TOWN
CURRENTLY
"Wow, this place is... damn awful.
*puffpuff*
I could s**t out bettah stuff dan this."
- local man
This, my friends, is the town. There's no official name of the ghost place, so we just call it a town, the town, my town, anything like that. We'll name it something someday.
Being a huge town, it needs features! You know what I'm talking about, jail, post office, stores, saloons; so, this is the list of what this town offers and who's who! With occupations, wanted posters, and owners included!
This land is pretty vast, so take your time and enjoy the natural view!
(notify me if you want to part take in the town with a building of your choice, have someone on the wanted posters, or part take in a job)
Buildings
CACTUS WINE (SALOON)
First and so far the only saloon in the old town. Oak wood for the exterior and the nice smell of moonshine is pretty much what describes this place. It's not really lively, but if we had some more people in the saloon to work, we'd might have a hope of having this ghost town alive. It's owned by Ada, a lady of intoxication at it's finest, tries to make the only saloon the best one there is. It's where the best alcohol is made and served, and the best poker games are dealt. Not to mention all the VIP rooms with the saloon gals!
Owner: Ada
Bartenders: Jericho
Saloon Gals: needed!
Piano Players: needed!
Card Dealers: needed!
SHOTS N' SHELLS (WEAPONS AND MUNITIONS)
Fresh store for the strangers looking for something to protect themselves or cause trouble. If you try to rob the owner, Marcus, he politely reminds you that he shoots the weapons as well as he makes them.
Owner: Marcus
Cashiers: needed!
Janitors: needed!
CORVUS' LITERARY EMPORIUM (BOOKS)
Just because this town doesn't look so fresh doesn't mean the people here are stupid. Well, most of them are, but there are some that thirst for knowledge instead of cold rum. This is the bookstore of the town, for anyone being able to read. The owner, Emma, enjoys customers that want to learn and explore indeed! If there were customers...
Owner: Emma
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Posted: Wed May 11, 2011 8:21 pm
A few doors down from the local jail lay a small, simply decorated storefront, the meticulously cleaned windows showing shelves of books within. The placard beside the door read, in carefully drawn letters, Corvus' Literary Emporium, with an addendum advertising the arrival of a shipment of newsletters from the city.
The inside was lit only by what daylight provided, with a few unlit lanters scattered haphazardly around the place, balanced on shelves or hanging from wires in the ceiling.
A dark-wooded desk sat facing the entrance to the shop, at which a woman sat, carefully scribbling a few notes in the margins of a careworn book. Her chestnut hair was bound up in a tight bun, not a hair out of place.
Were a customer to enter, they would notice the swell of her stomach, heavy with child. There had been rumors swirling around as to the father, but none were of any substance.
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Posted: Sun May 15, 2011 12:24 pm
The train screeched to a stop. It was surprising that the town even had a train stop- no matter how small and rundown it was. A young man stumbled down the stairs, followed by a young woman.
"And stay off! Ya dirty free loaders!" The attendant threw their luggage out onto the wooden platform and closed the door. The train sped off not long after that. Xiomara and Remigio stood in the blazing sun and watched as the train disappeared into a heatwave.
"Well then," said Xiomara. "I guess we're stuck here Wherever 'here' is. "
"Great. I could use a drink now," Remigio murmured. They began to walk sullenly on towards the town to look for the saloon.
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Posted: Sun May 15, 2011 2:29 pm
And, speaking of the saloon, everyone in this town could hear a couple of shots bang off. Probably from a brand new revolver; but man, did it make customers fly out of the saloon's swinging doors.
The newcomers could see a busty woman, pointing her gun at the whimpering troublemakers, have a dangerous look on her face; white and a bit of cracked teeth.
"Oi oi'! Never ******** up on the damn poker game! Cheaters suck-"
BANG! A purposely missing shot was let out onto the ground, making a crater that shook the two vulgar and tearful men. At least they got a nice view of the owner's rack.
"and so do you. Get outta here!" and the strangers did, quickly to. They ran into the weapons store, since they stole some of the poker game's bets.
This woman, Ada she is, then tucked her revolver into her valley of breasts and went back to the yelling saloon.
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Posted: Sun May 15, 2011 4:33 pm
As the Xiomara and Remigio walked through the dusty town, they could hear a few gunshots. Remigio almost hit the floor for cover when he realized that the gunshots were, in fact, aimed at two other men. The two watched as the men stalked off and the woman went back into the saloon.
"And people said these dusty towns were boring," Xiomara smiled. Remigio didn't laugh at the joke.
They walked through the doors. The place was just as dusty as anywhere. Xiomara could see that they stuck out very easily as people from out of town.
Remigio made his way towards the bar. "I'll have some whiskey, please."
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Posted: Sun May 15, 2011 5:09 pm
Jericho nodded at Remigio, pulling a bottle out and pouring him a glass, sliding it down the bar, before he went back to what he had been doing, cleaning glasses while watching the customers. "Don't cause no trouble now, hear? Boss ain't one for troublemakers" he said. He glanced meaningfully at Ada before looking back at the glass.
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Posted: Sun May 15, 2011 6:01 pm
"I'll take a shot, too please," Xiomara said once she reached the bar.
"Oh, we won't be causing trouble," Remigio promised, looking at the same woman. She was quite scary looking.
"Say, where is the next town?" Xiomara asked suddenly. "We're really only trying to pass through."
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Posted: Sun May 15, 2011 7:12 pm
But her scary, serious look faded away as she swayed herself across the wood enriched interior of the saloon; and the two strangers got their heads squished against Ada's rack. One arm wrapped one, while anotehr arm wrapped the other. Each head got one breast, so it's fair.
"Hmmm ~ if ya look at the saloon's map of this area, I think," she advise the young ones. "then you'll be able to find the next local place like this!"
And as she became more happy because her property was getting lively and more fun, she forced Remigio's and Xiomara's head into suffocation from her breasts.
"aaaaah so soft ~"
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Posted: Sun May 15, 2011 8:32 pm
Remigio struggled away from Ada's breasts as politely as he could. He tried not to gasp for air when she finally loosened her grip a little. "Oh, thank you"
Xiomara pulled herself away and patted her hair back down. "Uh, yeah thanks," she said, flashing an awkward smile. She took a quick look at the map and saw that the next town was much farther away than she hoped. She doubted that there would be another train stopping by this tiny dot on the map for awhile.
"I guess we'll be staying here longer than I thought," she said. "Thanks for the tip, though," she told Ada.
Remigio took a long swig from the whiskey.
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Posted: Sun May 15, 2011 8:51 pm
Jericho nodded and began to pour her a glass, but the bottle emptied out, he then ducked under the counter, searching for another bottle. He eventually surfaced to find Ada "welcoming" the two strangers. He poured the second drink and set it down for her. "Boss is scary in different ways, and sometimes for no reason."
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Posted: Sun May 15, 2011 9:16 pm
And with that remark, Jericho got a face full of stiletto heel from his boss. "Oi oi'! Shut up, you're workin' for me." Everyone could hear his face muscles being teared a bit. Once Ada let her delicate heel off of her employee's face, she slid herself right between the two new strangers, onto the the bar's table, and rolled herself onto the floor; right behind the bar.
Course, she eventually got herself up, cracked her back and many other joints to make others cringe from her physical self, and opened the private door that was engraved in somewhat sloppy lettering "ROOMS" that was surrounded by the varying types of drinks and other offerings of the saloon.
"Well, if ya need a house or anythin'," she turned her head back and howled to the now homeless Remigio and Xiomara, as well as the other people in the saloon as some sort of announcement. "you could always rent a room! I only got mai room and two others doh' ~"
With that said, she walked into her cozy bedroom and shut the door behind her loudly.
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Posted: Sun May 15, 2011 9:38 pm
After he was sure that Ada was out of sight, he nodded at Jericho. "Yeah, she's...energetic." He thought about her offer. They would need a place to stay, and there WAS only one saloon in town. Unfortunately, they only had enough money on them to pay for the drinks.
Xiomara, at least, would have walked out on the bill except the owner probably wouldn't have appreciated that. She also didn't want to get a stomach full of bullets. Xiomara looked around. There were only a few faces in the tavern and most of them looked extremely unfriendly. They were also all armed. Pickpocketing in the east coast cities was probably much easier.
"Uh, say. Are any places around here hiring?" Xiomara asked Jericho.
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Posted: Mon May 16, 2011 9:27 am
Michael had been walking a long time. He had been chasing an angel of considerable power through the desert and he'd managed to get confused by the mirages and some how wound up wandering. He was not about to give up, because giving up meant death and then angels descending upon his soul. He saw a town in the distance and had to stop himself from running towards it. He darted into the first building he came to and wiped his forehead with the back of his hand.
"It's much cooler in here." He sighed. He took a look around and noticed all the weapons. "I should probably pick up some ammunition while I'm here... I wonder where the owner could be."
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