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Edited by JayTea:
2/27/2016 12:46:43 AM
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Spirit Of The West RP.
The year is 1872, the American government has made numerous attempts at colonizing the frontier, most with great success. Though many parts of the wilds remain uncivilized, untamed, save for the few cities dotting the Texan landscape. Cowboys and cowgirls ride across these lands in search of adventure, loot, and a good, strong drink. You are one of those cowboys and cowgirls, and you friend, you are a lone revolver, a lone horseman, a lone cowboy. And the frontier is just waiting for you to capture, the Spirit of the West.
[b]HORSES[/b]
https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/193855669/0/0
[b]CHARACTER CREATOR[/b]
https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/193857813/0/0
[b]LOCATIONS: [/b]
https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/193856695/0/0
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38 Replies[i][b]The Long Arm of the Law[/b][/i] [b]Antilles, 10:00PM[/b] [i]The man thundered into town on a black horse with a blonde mane, reminiscent of calvary steeds. His tattered brown duster blows in the wind, his old Confederate saber clattering at his side. His revolver could be seen as well as the bolt-action rifle on his back. A black bandana covered his face, and he wore a hat reminiscent of an Australian bush hat, with alligator teeth in the snakeskin band. Slowing down as entered town, he headed towards the bar, looking for a place to drink, and a place to get some information. Despite his gruff exterior and outlaw looks, he was a bounty hunter for the US Marshals. His horse trotted to the post outside the bar, and he tied it up, heading inside, and looking for a corner booth where he could keep an eye on the door.[/i] [spoiler]Open[/spoiler]
