I'm a cowboy.... on a steel horse I'll ride... I'm wanted (wanted!) DEAD OR ALIVE!!!!!

Song: Dead or Alive by Bon Jovi.

Welcome to the Old West, where you are a wanted bandit. You ride on your horse, and intercept carriages with rich people on it and steal from them. You wander around the desert, trying not to get caught by the sheriff.
Will you be the lone ranger? Have a posse? Will you get caught?

Format:

Name:
Age:
Appearance:
Bio:
Horse:

Name: Amelia Thompson
Age: 18
Appearance:
Bio: She used to be the daughter of a rich family, but then her carriage was caught by bandits, and they killed her parents and took her in. Amelia learned from them, then went off on her own.
Horse: His name is Tumbleweed.

Name: Jesse McElhannon
Age: 24
Appearance:
Bio: His folks were farmers, then they kicked him out when he gambled too much. He didn't have any money on him, so he started life as a bandit.
Horse: His name is Thunder.

Name: Sam Tuttle
Age: 19
Appearance: I haven't decided completely yet, but I think he's gonna have red hair.
Bio: No family, so he just decides to mess around.
Horse: Niblet. (I dunno, random name.)

Name: Shawn James
Age: 20
Appearance:
Bio: He moved West when he was just 14 during a rebellious streak, in defiance of his strict parents. Then when they both died in a double homicide three years ago, he changed his ways and became the deputy of the town he lived in. He was so good at his job, that he was appointed sheriff after the old one died, and has been sheriff for a year now
Horse: Mars- http://www.hunkapi.org/SORREL

Name: Tabby
Age: 17
Appearance:
Bio: Raised in a family of notorious bandits, Tabby is somewhat a legend in her own right, and runs the ellusive posse that refer to themselves only as 'The Riders'
Horse: Azriel-

(Are we still waiting for people?)

if you make an extra girl and I'll make an extra guy, then we can start.

(sure!)

Name: Melly Hewson
Age: 17
Appearance: Curly brown hair and gray eyes.
Bio: Her father owns an expensive company and she left to get away from him.
Horse: Waffles (it's her dog's name, go with it).

Okey dokey, let's go!

(k, you start!)

Amelia: I tied up Tumbleweed outside of the saloon of the town I was stopping to rest at. Lord, I needed a big bottle of rum and I'll be one happy lady. I went inside the flapping doors, where men were being loud and rowdy while the piano was blaring. I made my way to the bar. "Bottle of rum." I said, and slammed down some money from my pocket. The bartender brought me my bottle, and slid the cash away. I turned to watch the men argue as I sipped the bottle.

Sam: I was annoyed with Niblet, so I tied him up and headed into the bar and sat down next to a girl (Amelia.) "Got some whiskey?" I asked, handing my cash over and waiting.

Amelia: He sure did look the type to hang around these parts. And he asked for whiskey. "Rich people alcohol." I muttered.

Shawn
I tied up Mars to the post outside, giving the faithful horse a quick pat on the head before turning to the saloon. Today had been a hard day- shootout with one of the members of the Riders, in fact, but we apprehended him with no further problem after I got him in the leg. Now Tabby would be spitting mad, though... I sighed, entering the building. A fight had erupted inside, but it quickly died down once I entered, the quarreling men suddenly finding their intrests occupied by something else

Sam: I turned to the girl. "I'm sorry, did you say something?"

Melly: I tied Waffles up and headed into the bar, hoping they had something non-alcoholic.

Amelia: "I said that whiskey is sumthin that rich people drink." I said, mildly irritated, then the sherriff walked in. "Fuck." I said, and jumped down from the bar stool, scurrying into the back to get out before he saw me.

Sam: I was a little confused, but I just kept drinking.

Melly: There was nothing non-alcoholic here, which didn't surprise me. I took a seat.

Amelia: I ran around the back to the front of the bar, and unhitched Tumbleweed. Also, just to bug him, I unhitched his horse too, smirking. "Ya!" I said, and rode off. Damn, I didn't get to finish my rum. Ain't that a shame.

Shawn
I sat down at the bar, and ordered a bottle of rum. I payed and took a drink, scanning the area for anybody I would recognize from the 'Wanted' posters scattered around town. Sometimes a bandit would get careless.

(Aren't they supposed to be together?)

?

(well Amelia left...)

(Are ya'll still taking charries?)

(Hello?)

(I dunno, ask Rosalie Swan.)

yeah, you're welcome to join, Kat. And Amelia ran off because the sherriff walked in and she'd most likely get arrested because she's wanted.