Red Dead Reloaded (RDR roleplay)

[Generalno1]

I know I did.
Thought it fit.

[Per]

Hey King A, since my char has low English-knowledges, do you mind if I post what he'd say realistically, or would that break the grammar rule? I will only write like that when he speaks, of course...

[King Acunasti]

Both characters are accepted.

Hey King A, since my char has low English-knowledges, do you mind if I post what he'd say realistically, or would that break the grammar rule? I will only write like that when he speaks, of course...

So you're going to go through the whole RP speaking Norwegian almost the entire time? Feel free. I don't care. But only when he talks.

And we've concluded that, since we've got 3 French-speaking characters on the scene, all major French dialogue will be put in ITALIC print unless the character is talking to a non-French-speaking character.

With that, I'll put up the opening post in a little while.

[Per]

So you're going to go through the whole RP speaking Norwegian almost the entire time?

Nononoono, more like sucking at grammar, very small vocabulary, Norwegian words popping in here and there, you know.

[King Acunasti]

Spoiler:

Alright, whatever.

And we begin! OC spoiler tags from here on, people! Remember, it's based in late December (rhyme ftw). It's very cold, and there's snow.

It is almost dusk. The ferry slowly sails into the docks. A board lowers, allowing every passenger to depart the boat and enter the city of Blackwater. Immediately, civilians begin pouring from the ferry and onto the docks.

Spoiler:

And you may begin! Do anything you'd like!

Here's an article on Blackwater, West Elizabeth. Read about the city. You can check out the saloon, visit the merchants and stores, rent a hotel room, interact with NPC's/other players - I don't give two flying monkeys. Do whatever, whenever!

[Duh]

Spoiler:

I can't stay at King A's long. I'll make a good post. Then I must visit my insane grandma.

Eveline crossed the bridge to the docks slowly and with elegance. She quickly scanned the ferry and the snowy region for police agents. Feds had occasionally been following her ever since the "Virginia Estate Killings" when she brutally shot and killed her mother, father, younger brother, younger sister, and two of the family's favorite servants. She avoided charges. But the government seemed to be keeping a somewhat close eye on her.

Seeing nothing of suspision, she made her way to the docks. The woman caught a single flake of snow on her finger. She watched it carefully as it melted away. Eveline looked towards the sky before moving forward towards the edge of the city.

[JVElEven]

Vedlena disembarked the ferry, huddling herself against the nearest wall.

"Merde, it's cold," she muttered, before venturing towards the center of the city, not knowing at all what to do.

[Arch-Mage Matt]

"It is cold here." Basinu'yu, The Snake, muttered to himself in his native tongue. "And crowded." A heavyset older woman bumped into him. He didn't budge, but out of annoyance he sent the woman sprawling into the arms of at least three passengers.

[Deimos]

Name:John Ryan
Gender:Male
Age:23
Ethnicity:White,Irish-German
Height:185cm
Weight:83kg
Eye Color:Blue
Skin Color:White.
Weapons:Dual wield Mauser pistols
Physical Appearance:Medium length,shaggy black hair,reaching to his eyes in front,mid neck in back,and over his ears.full, but groomed black beard. Skinny, yet athletic build.
Clothing:Shirt, vest, duster, and sometimes cowboy hat, all black.
Amount of Money Currently Carrying:$200
Biography/Background:John was born and raised in Ireland. His father died when John was a child, and one of his brothers and his sister left Ireland soon there after. His other brother however, stayed there, staying drunk all the time, while his mother never did anything. By the time he was 23 he was starting to let his mother and brother bring him down. He decided he had to get out of there. He left at the age of 23, trying to escape his life with his constantly drunk older brother and mentally absent mother. Also he had the problem of killing people he didn't like. Instead of staying in Ireland, he decided to start a complete new life in the US.
Wanted: White-headed Capuchin

[Eltee]

Jack Wall immediately stepped across the bridge, brusquely pressing past some of the other passengers. He glanced around, doing his best to familiarize himself with the area. He caught a passing child by the shoulder. "Can you direct me to the nearest bar, son?" While the words were polite, his tone was forced, and he had an unkind air about him. The boy pointed to an establishment down the street. Jack nodded, leaving the boy without another word. He entered the bar rather quietly, not making a particularly flashy enterence. He hung his cloak on a peg by the door. He took a seat at the bar, and gestured the bartender over. "Some whisky, if you don't mind, friend."

[King Acunasti]

Spoiler:

Okay Deimos. You're in.

The bartender poured Jack a shot. "Two bucks." he said.

[Eltee]

Jack nodded curtly, and set two bills on the bar. He took a shallow sip, apparently lost in thought.

Spoiler:

This will do until more people log on.

[Deimos]

John steadily crossed the bridge. He was happy to have ground beneath his feet for once. The area was nothing like he had seen back home. He heard a kid tell the man in front of him where the bar is. He made his way there at once. When he got inside, he sat down at the bar "I'll have a shot of rum."

[Eltee]

Jack glanced over, hearing the man's accent. "You Irish?" He asked.

[King Acunasti]

"They say the Irish can put away some booze." said the bartender as he slid a shot to John. "Two bucks."

[JVElEven]

Outside, in the central part of the village, Vedlena was idly walking around, eventually deciding that the cold was too much. Instead, she entered the saloon, positioning herself in a dark corner, looking fearfully at everything.

[Arch-Mage Matt]

The Snake looked around, and spotted a small bar nearby. He decided to enter it.

"Excuse me." He said to the bartender, quiet but forceful. "Where can I find the nearest Inn?"

[King Acunasti]

"Next street." the bartender told the Native American. "The 'Blackwater Hotel'. Pretty expensive. Only the rich stay there."

Two young, well-dressed men with dark hair and thick handlebar mustaches sat at a nearby table. One of them tapped his cane against the floor. "And what is a savage doing in this city?" he said aloud with a thick English accent.

[Arch-Mage Matt]

The Snake nodded in thanks towards the bartender. He stared at the two young men for a brief second - a stare that held aggressiveness, calmness, and boredom all at the same time. He then turned to leave the bar.

[King Acunasti]

The man stood from his chair and slammed his glass onto the floor. It shattered into many pieces. "Look at me!" he shouted. Everyone in the saloon went silent, their eyes switching from the Snake to the man.

[Iamgoofball]

Name (First and last.):Delfur Delka
Gender (Male or female, obviously.): Male
Age:27
Ethnicity (Be specific.):Caucasian (Since I don't really know what to put here, I'm doing this.)
Height (Use the metric system to make it easy for all the non-Americanos out there.): 2 Meters
Weight (Again, use the metric system.): 97 kg
Eye Color: Blue.
Skin Color: White.
Weapons (Use weapons from the game. Right now, you can only have a knife and/or a pistol/revolver.): Knife, Double-action Revolver(My favorite revolver!)
Physical Appearance (This does not include clothing. Be very specific. Paint a vivid picture of your character in our minds.): Delfur's skin is white, and he is thin. He is not very muscular. He has blue eyes, and black, un-brushed hair.
Clothing (Again, be very specific. And be sure you know what kinds of clothing people wore during this era on US history. They didn’t wear T-shirts or hoodies. Also remember that you’ll be starting off in the winter season.):He wears a leather tunic, with brown sheep wool on the inside. He has a wool hat and a belt with a holster for his revolver, a sheath for his knife, and a small bottle of ale strapped to it. He wears leather boots, with wool on the inside, and leather leggings, with wool on the inside.
Amount of Money Currently Carrying (Maximum of 500 American dollars. You’ll have to buy many things in this game to be successful. When in Mexico, American dollars are useless. You’ll have to find pesos.):10 American Dollars
Biography/Background: Delfur Delka was a person that drunk a lot. On a average of 5 times a day, he would get thrown out of different bars from passing out from too much drinking. He wasn't very wealthy, and had little posessions other then his knife, his revolver, his money, and the clothes on his back. At one point, however, while he was drunk, he was clumsly playing with his revolver, and fired it on accident. The shot hit the bartender, and the bartender fell to the ground. He never got up. Delfur decided he should leave town. And fast. He ran home to his hotel, and packed up his posessions, and then slept. When he woke up, he took his bag, and ran to the docks. He bought a ticket to Blackwater, West Elizabeth, and boarded.

Wanted: White-headed Capuchin

[Deimos]

"Yes sir. Also got some German in me" he replied "You?"
"And that's simply an Irish stereo type sir. If an Asian guy walks in here does he have to be good at math? " he said turning his gaze to the bartender.

[King Acunasti]

Spoiler:

Goofball is accepted.

The bartender didn't reply to John. He was also staring at the wealthy man and the Native American, wondering what would happen next.

[Arch-Mage Matt]

Spoiler:

I have a terrible feeling King A's going to be passive aggressive towards me in this roleplay. >.>

The Snake turned towards the young, rich man.

"I'm not here to make enemies with you. I suggest you back down." The Snake said calmly.

[Iamgoofball]

As Delfur exited the ferry, he walked up to a citizen walking around, and asked him where he could find a tavern and a hotel.