2235, Texas/Mexico border.
"Times change, that's what I've learned in my years of business. If your not the one killin' your the one diein'.
This city is built on the back of killers and outlaws, and I love it for this reason."-Stark Bronson.
The city of Crosses was one of freedom. The "Old West" has been emulated with this town, which there is seven saloons and five brothels. The town has mostly Assassins, Mercs, Thieves, Cutthroats, and Junkies living there. Once a horrendous place, it has been lead by an infamous Merc, Stark Bronson. Many come flocking to this town, looking for a good time, their fortune, or just for some hard drinking. Every year, Stark takes a tally on people he wants dead, and hires the Assassins to do so. But, as Stark says, times change, and many have just turned back into the old, psychotic selves. Due to the growing violence, many gangs have arisen. Stark would like the town to become what HE wants, not what the people want. Are You one of the people who want change, or are ready to watch the world burn?
Main areas:
Stanly's Saloon, best in town.
Mole Rat's Foot Casino.
Barny's Bomb Base, weapons dealer.
Main Street.
Back Allys, like a maze, Assassins prowl here, main base for them.
Stark's Tower. Home of his Stars.
Rio Grande, Home of Bandidos.
The Stonghold, home of the Mercs.
RULES, read 'em, or get cut, follow 'em, or get shot.
No Ubering.
No dealing death to other characters without their express written consent.
No saying one thing, or get hung.
And the rest of your basics.
I control Stark.
GANGS, Uncle killer wants YOU!
The Death Dealers: Main source of assassins, also run the casino.
Mike's Money Makers: Main source of Mercs, guard most public areas.
Stark's Stars: Stark's own personal soldiers.
Bandidos: The main source of thieves.
Character Sheet, I want to know who you are, before I kill you.
Note: To be honest, I want over-the-top characters, but again no ubering. Over-the-top as in their Psychos, Druggies, Gun nuts, Desperados, and what not.
Name:
Nickname:
Affiliation:(Gangs)
Age:
Race:(ghouls allowed)
Gender:
Appearance:
Misc:(Scars, cuts)
Weapon(s):
Armor:
Personality:
History/Background:
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Name: Chase Masters.
Nickname: "Chaser"
Affiliation: None, Newcomer
Age: 24
Race: Caucasian.
Gender: Male
Appearance: Ear length black hair, soul patch.
Misc: Scar across eye.
Weapon(s): Duel wields 32. pistols, switch blade.
(Since the pistols are weak, you can duel wield.)
Armor: Merc adventurer outfit.
Personality: Chase is outgoing, a sort of "Ladies man" he thinks, always ready to help.
History/Background: Chase was born out in Nebraska, to a Lone Father who's wife died during the birth. He was raised on a Brahmin farm, so he was always well fed. At ten he was scared on his face when a machine exploded and sent some shrapnel up his face. At 17, his dad died of rad sickness. Rather than leaving the farm, he stayed for some years. At 20 he set off to find a new place to live. And that quest brought him here to Crosses, land of Blood, Money, Booze and more Money.
(Note: I wanted to make an RP for awhile now, and when WET got a lot of my attention, I wanted to make a sort of Grindhouse style one, so their you have it. I have put aside a FanFic for this, so if it fails, I can go back to writing)