Who, Double G? [ gu yun gives her a bit of a look. ] Of course she has. You're the one who started a whole thing against her. She's been out for your blood for weeks.
Then again, she's been trying to take over the whole town as her turf, so, I guess that's not all that surprising.
I don't think you're going to scare her off that easily.
[ he sounds amused, resuming to cleaning his glass. ]
Well, she lives in the canyon. You could go to her, but there's no guarantee she's even there.
... On the other hand, I suppose you could make a ruckus to draw her attention. Take the dramatic route. I'm sure the ladies that were in here before ran off to go cry to her about it.
[ gu yun says cheerfully as harrowhark heads out of the saloon, her spurs clicking with every step. did i mention she's in her cowboy finest? of course she is. i highly recommend googling goth cowboy.
anyway. as she steps out into the main streets of whole ass, she'll find it to be quiet. too quiet. a single tumbleweed drifts across the scenery.
the scenery itself is rather quaint. there's a single hitching post, where a few horses are tied up, including her beloved horse that she's always known how to ride named (rolls dice) ortus. there's few people around, and those who see her seem to be moving out of her sight as fast as possible. she can see a notice board in the middle of town with a few wanted posters stacked to it. a dynamite salesman is nearby. a skull sits on a visible grave just around the corner. there's a tiny church, a few well placed cacti.
people open their doors and close them at the sight of the grim reaper herself, murmuring and whispering to themselves, but leave her to stand there in her cowboy get up. how would she like to make her ruckus? ]
[ ortus whinnies softly and rubs into her hand. aw.
as harrow moseys on down to the wanted posters she will see, of course, her own. she is formidable and ominous and resplendent. her reward is very large.
WANTED: THE GRIM REAPER AKA: HARROWHARK .
to the right is another poster. this one has another girl on it. harrow, of course, recognizes her immediately, mostly because she just wandered into your town and started stealing your thunder. in many ways! considering she even stole your signature look, and topped it with a pair of stupid sunglasses.
[damn! stupid sexy gideon... she will tear her wanted poster down and ball it up and toss it into the street, and then pick it back up and put it in her pocket. and then she will approach the dynamite seller.]
[ me like why yes, harrowhark, you will indeed have a sexy, sexy rival.
the poster feels very smug as she puts it in her pocket. unbelievable.
the dynamite seller, a very spry, spindly, elderly looking man wearing two different sized glasses, his hair sticking out at wild angles. peeks at harrow. ]
[ the seller screeches. they hold out their hand. ] Criminal, wanted, should be rich!
[ wow. anyway, harrow, as she has lived as a cowboy her entire life and therefore is very cool and sexy, does find that she has some currency on her currently if she would like to pay for this dynamite. ]
[ can you imagine if i was like "actually harrowhark is the one who robbed the bank hua cheng is in". this is not what's happening here though because this is the wild west and hua cheng has no idea who that is.
the front desk clerk, a very beautiful woman, gasps - she looks like she's going to swoon. ]
The Grim Reaper! Our bones? All of them?! [ there's a loud, collective gasp from somewhere else, but she can't seem to identify quite where. the woman at the desk puts both of her hands up. ]
[mad but always pretending she's not mad, just laughing.]
What I'm doing has nothing to do with you. I don't see why you must always turn up and make a nuisance of yourself this way. Don't you have anyone else to bother?
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Then again, she's been trying to take over the whole town as her turf, so, I guess that's not all that surprising.
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I see. I thought perhaps she had finally run off. Well, it's no matter. Where might I find her, do you think?
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[ he sounds amused, resuming to cleaning his glass. ]
Well, she lives in the canyon. You could go to her, but there's no guarantee she's even there.
... On the other hand, I suppose you could make a ruckus to draw her attention. Take the dramatic route. I'm sure the ladies that were in here before ran off to go cry to her about it.
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[no she's not. she's going to do that right now.]
I will take my leave now, Gu Yun. [and she's heading outside to find a ruckus to create.]
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[ gu yun says cheerfully as harrowhark heads out of the saloon, her spurs clicking with every step. did i mention she's in her cowboy finest? of course she is. i highly recommend googling goth cowboy.
anyway. as she steps out into the main streets of whole ass, she'll find it to be quiet. too quiet. a single tumbleweed drifts across the scenery.
the scenery itself is rather quaint. there's a single hitching post, where a few horses are tied up, including her beloved horse that she's always known how to ride named (rolls dice) ortus. there's few people around, and those who see her seem to be moving out of her sight as fast as possible. she can see a notice board in the middle of town with a few wanted posters stacked to it. a dynamite salesman is nearby. a skull sits on a visible grave just around the corner. there's a tiny church, a few well placed cacti.
people open their doors and close them at the sight of the grim reaper herself, murmuring and whispering to themselves, but leave her to stand there in her cowboy get up. how would she like to make her ruckus? ]
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well, she will mosey on down to these wanted posters. is there a poster for her? one for double g? ]
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as harrow moseys on down to the wanted posters she will see, of course, her own. she is formidable and ominous and resplendent. her reward is very large.
WANTED: THE GRIM REAPER
AKA: HARROWHARK .
to the right is another poster. this one has another girl on it. harrow, of course, recognizes her immediately, mostly because she just wandered into your town and started stealing your thunder. in many ways! considering she even stole your signature look, and topped it with a pair of stupid sunglasses.
under her name it says
WANTED: DOUBLE G.
"GIDEON THE GUNSLINGER."
her reward is
one dollar larger than yours. ]
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One dynamite, please.
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the poster feels very smug as she puts it in her pocket. unbelievable.
the dynamite seller, a very spry, spindly, elderly looking man wearing two different sized glasses, his hair sticking out at wild angles. peeks at harrow. ]
Yes? Dynamite? One stick? Only one stick? Why only one stick? [ he sounds weirdly like this. ]
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[i see.]
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[ the seller screeches. they hold out their hand. ] Criminal, wanted, should be rich!
[ wow. anyway, harrow, as she has lived as a cowboy her entire life and therefore is very cool and sexy, does find that she has some currency on her currently if she would like to pay for this dynamite. ]
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he hands her the dynamite stick and takes his payment! he laughs, and then coughs up a little bit of black smoke. he's probably fine. ]
Thank you! Thank you. Grim Reaper! Come again. Repeat customers. Heheh.
[ wow. anyway harrow is +1 stick of dynamite. ]
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[she doesn't happen to have matches by any chance, does she?]
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[ the strange seller cheers, so, yeah, i guess he's on your side. congrats.
aaand patting through her many pockets on her cool cowboy outfit, harrow will find she does have matches! she's a very well prepared cowgirl. ]
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underneath that it says (NOT JUST FOR BONES.) ]
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Turn over your bones, or your life will be forfeit.
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the front desk clerk, a very beautiful woman, gasps - she looks like she's going to swoon. ]
The Grim Reaper! Our bones? All of them?! [ there's a loud, collective gasp from somewhere else, but she can't seem to identify quite where. the woman at the desk puts both of her hands up. ]
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[she keeps his pistol trained on the beautiful front desk clerk, but slowly turns to bring whoever gasped into her peripheral.]
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when she turns around, there's no one there. weird. the entire place statics, this time - loudly, glitchy.
but when she moves to try and get the bones from the sexy front desk clerk, she'll hear another voice ring out - this one from the doorway. ]
Alright, Sugarlips, that's enough of that.
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Oh, Griddle, this bank's taken. Run along, now.
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i don't know how to roleplay gideon nav. unfortunate. she groans. ]
I'm not here to - why are you robbing a bank? What the fuck are you doing?
[ the clerk whimpers, hands still up in the air. ]
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What I'm doing has nothing to do with you. I don't see why you must always turn up and make a nuisance of yourself this way. Don't you have anyone else to bother?
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