Wild West Role-play

Discussion in 'Fan Fiction' started by *Salrion (01), Jun 12, 2012.

  1. (was it? Too bad  )
     
  2. Diana: ah... -smiles- hey, Mr. guard, can you help me?
     
  3. John: "She doesn't have a gun! The took it remember?"


    Bill: "Oh... But I like whiskey! I'll drink it when I please!"


    Salrion: -Nods-

    "Many times. I've learned how to do it with hardly any pain now."
     
  4. Diana: my legs are hurting... Think you can rub them a little? -smiles-

    Guard: -grins- of course
     
  5. Alida

    I guess I'll learn a lot out here then

    -smiles, stomach growls, groans-

    I'm hungry
     
  6. Salrion: "What do you like?"
     
  7. LeAnne: She's a strong girl, she'll be okay for a day. I know she will. Just be positive...
    Elsa: My ass. >.> *Takes the whiskey*
     
  8. Diana: -guard comes in, upon which she kicks him in the stomach and takes his gun- thanks -smirks and walks out, grabbing her own two guns and walks out, smiling-
     
  9. Alida

    -shrugs and sits down on a log-

    I don't really want another.. Just a friend
     
  10. Diana: -stretches and yawns on the outside- ahh nice... -walks out of town leading the guards horse-
     
  11. Drake: *gets a beer
     
  12. Bill: "Sal! Tell her to give my whiskey back!"

    Salrion: "No I agree with her. We're curing that habit of yours."

    -I sit beside Alida-

    "Well I'm here."


    John: -Sighs-

    "I guess..."
     
  13. (They didn't even have machine guns Drake lol. They had Gatling guns but those things were huge and on wagons. They didn't start making machine guns till about WW1)
     
  14. Diana: -hooks her guns to her belt and her new one on her horse- okay -gets on the horse- now, where to go...
     
  15. -looks at you, smiling a bit-
     
  16. (well he used his pistols then lol it wasn't a full saloon)
     
  17. (There ya go! )
     
  18. Salrion: "What would you like to eat?"
     
  19. Diana: well, let's go find something fun to do -rides toward the saloon-
     
  20. Drake: *sitting alone at a table guns loaded holding one in his hand an a beer in the other*