Thomas Haar: US Marshal

[Haar]

The town of Thunder Mesa lay asleep as the morning sun began to climb over Big Thunder Mountain. Hardly anyone was in the street yet. The saloon was just opening. The train station was doing likewise. Breakfast was cooking in the hotel. And at the marshal's office, United States Marshal Thomas "Big Tom" Haar was hammering a Wanted bill to the bulletin board by his front door with the butt of his Colt .44 revolver. When he finished, he looked around the town. It was peaceful. Just the way he wanted it. Had been that way form some time, but he feared that once day that peace would be shattered. he only hoped it wouldn't be too soon. He went back to his office and poured himself some coffee. He sat down behind his desk, put his feet up on it, sipped the coffee and looked out the window.

It was a great day to be in Thunder Mesa.




i hope you guys join my RP. we needs people to fill this here town up! possible roles include banker, shop keeper, hotel owner, gambler, bartender, mayor, deputy marshal, gunslinger, stagecoach driver, train driver, "normal" person, and of course: outlaw. and any other role i haven't thought of (i'm sure i missed a few). don't let this RP die like the others! please! hope to see y'all soon!

This post has been edited by Haar on June 25, 2007 11:14 pm

[Fire Ice]

(The gold miners. The guy who plays the piano at the saloon and has a gun. You forgot him. I'll be the gambler :3)

The crack of dawn...Ah, the man who came from 'nother town the previous night, got out of his stiff bed...
"Ah...Time to strike it rich...."
This man was a gambler. He lived off of his winnings, and starved when his losings proved too great.
He walked out of his room, and silently closed the door, and left the hotel.
"First thing is first..."
The man walked in the direction of the saloon. He hoped it was open. He felt like something strong.

[SpaceWind]

I'm new but some pple know me through unknown ways that are strange and wierd but make perfect sense...got it! (I wanna be a bartender )

As I cleaned the final glass from last night I heard someone open the doors to my Saloon. The man looked around and spotted me standing at the bar yelling
"Hey get me a drink!"
I rly need to get a lock for that door
"We're closed till 1:00" I said in a calm tone pointing at a sign. Must be a out of towner.
"Aww common just one and I'll be on my way" said the man
"No, but if you want I can get you a glass of water"


Ok I dn't wanna write too much or else I might get hurt because I screw up a character's personality. Also, Haar, I hope this dsn't die but the probability is extremely high. Mainly because lots of pple are dead on this board. Plz random pple prove me wrong and I be as happy as Hanna Kiyo Shouri and I were that one day during Summer at that one place at that one time on that thing that I can no longert explain or have a desire to explain...mew

This post has been edited by SpaceWind on July 09, 2007 05:41 pm

[Hananosei]

(Hey! 'tis the beautiful Hana speaking and I'll be one of the famous dancers :] Hi Space!!! You know who this is ^_~)

Hana was in the back of the stage, watching the other girls do their performances. She was the head honcho of all of the dancers and all of the younger girls looked up to her. Although Hana was like the ugly duckling of the group, she had the voice and the moves that almost all the men wanted.

"Now introducing, the lovely Miss Hana!"

"It's showtime...." She mumbled under her breath before stepping out onto the stage and began to sing, seductively moving her hips and letting her voice slide like water into the men's ears.

[SpaceWind]

how could I forget, U one of few pplz who understand above statement that makes perfec sense to u and select pplz and pplz who went to specific school as selec pplz that you know whom I speak of but not for...mew and btw are u I my saloon just so I can make sure and also, did dawn go to dusk so quickly?
*pokes Kiyo with drumstick*

[Haar]

Marshal Haar finished his coffee and decided it would be a good idea to take a tour around the town. He rised the empty coffee cup out with some whiskey, then picked his favorite Winchester repeating rifle from the gun rack and walked out onto the street.

The stage would be getting in soon, as would the weekly train. The rest of the town was slowly waking up. The dance hall was already crowded, but then again, when was it not?

Then he thought of something. Or rather, someone.

Hana.

A pretty flower whom he was quite fond of and who had saved his hide twice.

He had not yet come right out and asked her to be with him, but he figured he should before it was too late. Still, there were things to clear up before all that could get done. All in good time, Haar told himself.

He walked down the street towards the mayor's mansion. It was a stately manor perched high atop a hill overlooking the town. The mayor had built it with his own two hands, and it was the pride of Thunder Mesa.

As he walked his beat, Haar noticed the bartender and a gambler (names?) in a minor word war. That was about as lively as it got around Thunder Mesa these days. Things were just sort of quiet. No more troublesome outlaws.

But Haar still had a funny feeling that was about to change.

[SpaceWind]

names Jack Wind (I rly lazy and this what I came up with)

After effectively outsing the gambler from the bar and cleaning the rest of the glasses, I sat down and began thinking about how badly the bar was doing

True, enough people kept coming in to keep it going, but not enough outsiders to really make much profit. I almost wished that some guy would come looking for a fight with Haar. I would get more people looking to either waste away in their troubles gettin drunk or looking for information on one another.

*chuckles* its funny when both an outlaw and the marshal come looking for information on one another from me

while straightening his bar liscence he looked at his name in nice script writting on the little form.

Jack Wind has the ability to sell alcohol and other beverages at any location
Signed,
The National Bar Society

I still dn't know where the hell that place is, o well
"I guess I'm just gunna have to keep makin do with what I got" I said to myself

Then he grabbed a chair and went outside to watch as the town began to wake up

[Hananosei]

Finishing up her performance, she bowed to her audience as they threw flowers. She caught one in her teeth and winked at the men before stepping down and heading out of the dance hall, watching the sunset as she put the freshly caught rose in her hair.

"Mm.. now ain't it a fine day... The town is just waking up... hm... I should head over to the bar to say hello."

She walked over to the bar and leaned in the doorway, smirking and having her hands folded across her chest.

[SpaceWind]

after he heard the doors open he startled out of his chair

'dmn she caught me sleeping again' Jack thought
looking around quickly for an excuse he grabbed a glass and started again to wipe it even though he knew he was caught

"Hello Miss Hanna finish your dancin already?"

[Haar]

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This post has been edited by Haar on July 15, 2007 03:53 am

[SpaceWind]

o...k.......sure

[Haar]

Oy! We're back in business! But we need us a new villain. Come on, everyone! I need y'all's help. If not, I'm gonna play villain too, just to get this thing moving, but I don't wanna have to do that, so someone be the villain!

[Fire Ice]

The gambler had returned to the hotel after being told off from the bar...

"I wonder where if there are any casinos in this town..."

He sighed, and sat down on the bed. Allen Zandes, an ace at cards and dice games...He recalled how he had been 'removed' from many towns and even some cities, accused of 'cheating'.

"Sometimes, being too good is a bad thing..."
He got up, grabbed his bag, and took out a revolver. Quiet towns disturbed him, and being safe wasn't a bad thing either.

Allen left the hotel once more..."Maybe this time I can get a drink..." he mumbled, once more heading for the bar.

[Haar]

Haar watched Allen closely but didn't feel much of a threat coming from him.

'Just another gunhand with good card smarts,' he thought.

Haar thumbed his Colt nervously. Something was amiss. Something bad was about to happen.

Well, that's what he thought, anyway.