Realistic or Modern Femme Fatales - CS

Mitheral · May 2, 2020

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Mitheral · May 2, 2020

Full Name: Josie Anne Smith (changed from Lady Josephine Pennington)
Nickname:
Gender: Female
Age: 25
Birthday: Sep 25
Country of Origin: Britain

Height: 5'6"
Hair Color: long jet black hair
Eye Color: brilliant sea green eyes
Scars/ Other Facial details:
Body Type: slender build
Other: Still speaks with a British accent, but with a worldly diversity from years growing up on other continents. She is doing her best to drop her accent, but it will come out thickly when upset.

Only when armed: Wears an expensive gun belt with an equally expensive pair of pearl handled Peacemakers.
Rank/Title: (if any. Your status in another country won’t mean much in America though. But if the group takes on the role of the Law, deputy would fit.)
Job: School Teacher?
Feminist. Generous. Driven to further education. Has a habit of correcting grammar. Finds men who can't hold their liquor annoying. Accustomed to finer living and struggling to adapt to the Wild West. (It ain't all that wild yet lady. It's jes gettin' warmed up.) Detests snobs, wealthy folks who think money makes them better than others, or worse yet women who think the money their husbands make makes them better than others. She also detests slavery or the treatment of any race as inferior.

She still has a particularly low opinion of bankers.

She speaks a number of languages. Latin and French were absolutely required. She picked up languages wherever she traveled as a girl (India, Middle East and Africa).

She grew up with two older brothers and never accepted that they could be allowed to do something she couldn’t. As a result she learned to shoot. Truth to tell she was out shooting her brothers by the time she was 10. He papa spoiled her. Her mother was not so thrilled.

Oh yes, and she hates dust. Can’t cook, unless you count burning water. Sew? Fact is, she really DID grow up pampered.
Josie was the only daughter of a very wealthy entrepreneurial coal mine operator and the expansion into Africa. (The family once invested in the British Tea Company, but sold those assets before its fall.) She was doted on by her family, given private tutors, sent to the finest boarding school at age 16 and eventually Oxford at 18 - despite the university being the bastion of male dominance. In those days, women received little or no accreditation for their studies, not even allowed to take exams through the undergraduate level. But Josephine had attended for her own interests.

Then Josie's father decided to marry her off to a very wealthy banker's son as part of the formation of a dynasty. The son, Jonathan Whittemore, was a snob and a real twit who expected Josie to never work a day in her life - not counting the children he wanted. She learned that his interest was in her family’s company. And he was jealous, possessive, and cruel. He once had a man nearly beaten to death just for giving her a ride home. So she took the only sensible course of action she could take. She took a boat to America.

Her suitor hired Pinkerton & Co (the predecessor to the famous agency) to track her down, claiming she had stolen from him - a set of jewelry worth a small fortune. Far from the truth he had presented it to her while trying to patch their relationship, still unable to take no for an answer. She had her own small fortune tucked away in the American banking system safe from family and suitors.

She bought her horse, Anthracite, by trading the bejeweled necklace worth a few times what a horse should have cost. Then she departed for parts unknown, changing her name in the process.
Horse’s Name: Anthracite
Horse’s Breed: Pure Black Carthusian Andalusian, a trained war horse that is a bit past his prime. She rescued him from darker fates and has been pampering him. He has saved her life more than once already - once from a rattler, once from Indians, once from bandits. So long as she can afford it, he will get spoiled.
Horse’s Sex: Stallion
Home: Room at local tavern
Gun(s): pair of very expensive pearl handled Colt Patersons
Native American Tribe: None

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Full Name: Kasey Jones (aka Katerina Svetlana Vorovna)
Nickname: Fiery Spirit so named by the Apache
Gender: Female
Age: 28
Birthday: July 6
Country of Origin: region that will one day be known as Lithuania

Height: 5’8”
Hair Color: fiery redhead (cut a little short)
Eye Color: emerald green eyes
Scars/ Other Facial details:
Typically dressed in buckskins with a distinctly Native American look to them. Carries an Apache tomahawk, hunting knife, and a pair of Colt Pattersons (1842). She did have a couple Prussian flintlock dueling pistols, but she hocked them.

Russian accent that has finally begun to fade.
Rank/Title: Doctor (and Countess or Baroness ... sort of … see Background)
Job: Doctor / Veterinarian
Brilliant scholar and about a century ahead of her time socially. Stays abreast of all the latest discoveries in medical science. Also fanatically obsessed with other sciences - especially natural sciences and astronomy. Speaks, reads and writes English better than most Americans. Also speaks German, Latin, Arabic, Greek, Mandarin and Cantonese, Apache, Cherokee, plus Navajo, and some other Native American tongues.

She thinks British are stuffy and arrogant. Americans on the other hand are an odd mix of crude and crass, with free spirited.

She will treat ANY patient regardless of race, species, color or religion. She does, however, expect to be paid for her services, though she will adjust her fees to the situation. She abides by patient confidentiality. And she will not tolerate any man or woman seeking to harm a patient under her care.

She doesn't care much for whiskey, save for its medicinal values.
Born in what we know today as Lithuania to moderately wealthy "businessman" (what would become known during the era of the Soviet Union as Thief in Law - or Russian Mafia). Her father tried to send her to Germany as a trade concession at age 16, but she rebelled. Already well schooled despite her father's every effort to keep her uneducated she agreed to go to Germany if she was permitted to attend a university first and complete her studies before being forced to marry. She confessed an interest in veterinary medicine.

Her fiance, Johann von Grossenburg, refused any financial obligations until he was married, so a standoff resulted. While she attended college her family's fortune began to dwindle. Her father had been counting on the union to legitimize the family fortune. What he didn't know was that the baron was a bastard son of a Baron and was making do on a hush fund from his father. But the man had agreed to a sizable estate holding if he could secure a wife of fine upbringing and estate.

Kasey soon found her only avenue of escape was to America. Enraged the Baron followed. Already a skilled marksman and swordsman, the Baron has turned gunslinger in pursuit of his future wife. He'll kill any man who gets in his way and has taken very well to the way of the West. He will lie and cheat as needed, though he wants very much to appear honorable - so he has his limits.

In her travels Kasey has endured considerable hardships. But perhaps her hardest trial was when she was taken in by the Apache. She had been recognized for her efforts to aid other Apache at a reservation. She also spent some time as a healer along the railroads as she worked her way west.
Horse’s Name: Patches
Horse’s Breed: Palomino
Horse’s Sex: Mare
Home: Dr Office
Gun(s): pair of Colt Patersons (1842)
Native American Tribe: (if applicable)

When she set up her practice she hired three people:
Isaac Freeman, a black man hired more for his ability to move weight. He has a modest skill as a blacksmith and can shoe a horse.
Johnny Crazy Horse, Apache halfbreed. Great with horses. Needed a job.
Shane Lee (Xiang Li) - Chinese man, barely trained as a nurse / assistant. Mostly he helps her by holding patients still if they are human.

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Just make his eyes intense blue.

Jonathan Rhand
Nickname: Jon
Gender: Male
Age: 20-25

Ethnicity: Caucasian
Hair: Dark brown, almost black
Eyes: Blue
Height: 6’7”
Build: Rugged (extremely strong for his size)
Other Features:
Jon has absolutely NO sense of fashion. His clothing usually consists of Levis and a black shirt and boots. He owns better which he reserves for wearing to special events. He always wears sunglasses and earplugs. (His senses are apparently so sharp that he suffers from sensory overload at times.)

A first impression of Jonathan is that he is NOT a troublemaker, but rather a decent, honest young man. However, he has one visible scar, a knife wound where it looks like his left hand was cut in half. He also walks with a limp (left hip injury).
Rancher - Owns 640 acres ( a square mile)
Believed to be highly educated in the sciences.
While he claims to be a pacifist, he has stood up to gunslingers. He also got into a brawl with some cowboys who were a little drunk - four of them. They hardly laid a hand on him. He stopped two by grabbing them by the throat and counting to 8 before dropping them unconscious. Then he checked their pulse and announced they would live.

Quirks:
Workaholic
Bluntly honest
OCD (mild)
Loner, stays on his ranch as much as possible.

Strengths:
Likes helping people
Generous

Dislikes:
Bullies, gangs
Alcohol - absolutely will not touch alcohol - even at gunpoint

Fears:
Demophobia (fear of crowds. He can speak to an audience. He can teach. He can play for a band. But through him into the middle of a dance floor and he will be on the verge of a panic attack. He will hover on the edge of the room.)
Arachnophobia (yes, if a tarantula dropped on his arm he will scream like a little girl)
He is otherwise fearless.
Noone knows much about Jon. Every now and then he will use words that suggest he has connections to the South. But he is a bit too young to have actually fought in it. He is known to have skills in electronics as he made a temporary repair to the telegraph, then finished the job when proper replacement parts arrived. He also helped install steam powered fans in one of the saloons and has such in his own home.

He is also known to produce glass windows and jars or preserves - and has already begun to make quite a profit from his work, even though his prices are very low.
Main Horse’s Name - Patches

Patches

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Horse’s Sex: Stallion
Gun(s):
Custom made Sharps Rifle (similar to the one from Quiggly Down Under)
Peacemakers, pair

Hyperthymesia - total recall
Foreign Languages - Turkish, German, Russian, Japanese, Cherokee and Italian. Has been trying to learn Hopi, Apache and Navajo. He seems to have a mental block against Spanish.
Plays Guitar and Piano, and is rumored to be able to sing.
Origami, the art of paper folding. He enjoys making small animals for kids.

nini · Oct 27, 2020

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Full Name: Luna Adrienne Hernandez
Nickname:
Gender: Female
Age: 24
Birthday: May 28
Country of Origin: Mexico

Height: 5'2''
Hair Color: brown
Eye Color: brown
Scars/ Other Facial details: a faint scar across her cheek from her travels
Body Type: slender build
Attire: always wearing riding trousers and Mexican style blouses. has a pistol at her side as well as a dagger, though she usually fights with just her fists.
Rank/Title: (if any. Your status in another country won’t mean much in America though. But if the group takes on the role of the Law, deputy would fit.)
Job: Traveling merchant
General: A naturally wild soul, Luna is always looking for adventure and excitement. She tends to always look at the positive side and laughs in the face of hardship--she often comes off as particularly unrealistic in her constant positivity. Despite her positivity, she can be quite hotheaded, and will often break into fights in bars. Enjoys drinking and gambling, though she is particularly bad at the latter and often loses a week's earnings in one night. Though her accent is mostly gone, she still has a tendency to speak Spanish when talking to herself or while particularly angry.
Luna was born in Mexico and crossed over to America in search of greater things at the age of 18, leaving her family and childhood behind. Though she struggled for years, and never really found that "American dream," she slowly began to work as a saleswoman and ended up becoming a merchant, selling her goods across the west. Luna has never been one to settle in one place for long, and travels as her work requires it. She came to this town recently and has set up shop outside of the inn.
Main Horse’s Name: Poco
Main Horse’s Breed: American paint
Horse’s Sex: stallion
Home: a room at the inn
Gun(s): a standard revolver
Native American Tribe: (if applicable)

Goonfire · Oct 29, 2020

Full Name: Patrice Charlotte Brodeur-Beaumont
Nickname: Patti
Gender: Female
Age: 28
Birthday: August 14

Height: 5’6
Hair Color: Strawberry Blonde
Eye Color: Green
Scars/ Other Facial details: N/A
Body Type: Top hourglass shape
Attire: Either dresses that would be highly fashionable in New Orleans (with skirts that are fuller in the rear), or simpler long skirts and tops, plus wide-brimmed hats. She wears pants if she’s riding a horse or doing any sort of demanding work, which is much more frequent now.
Rank/Title: N/A
Job: Ranch owner
Patrice feels much like a fish out of water. She has an iron will and an eagerness to broaden her horizons. Her polite disposition shouldn’t be mistaken for softness, as she can be firm when the situation calls for it. She is slowly adjusting to life in the West, thanks in part to the ranch hands. Humble for someone with money, she won’t make petty demands.

Naturally, Patrice is fluent in English and French, and is eager to learn Spanish. She also knows skills that make her “marketable”, such as cooking and sewing. In hindsight, the fact she learned such practical skills for that purpose—rather than because she wanted to—bothers her. She wants to go beyond some pre-determined path set by someone who thinks they know what’s best for her.
Patrice was the eldest of five children and rather well-educated. Having reached adulthood during the Civil War, her parents wondered if she would be doomed to be a spinster. However, she married an entrepreneur named Damien Beaumont at age 24. Any happiness was short-lived, as the impotent Damien died of illness only a year later. With no children and the social stigma of being a widow, Patrice was in an awkward and uncomfortable position. Her only solution was to move someplace in which there were more liberties and fewer people who knew her—the American West. There, she managed to purchase land and establish a cattle ranch, though there have been some small disputes with other land owners, mostly men. Some ranch hands taught her to shoot, starting with a rifle.
Main Horse’s Name: Bonnie
Main Horse’s Breed: Ardennais
Horse’s Sex: Mare
Home: Beaumont Ranch, a large property on the outskirts of town
Guns:
- Colt Navy revolver w/ cartridge conversion
- Remington 95 Double Derringer
- M1865 Spencer rifle

shadowdude505 · Oct 31, 2020

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Full Name: Alexandra Henderson
Nickname: Alex
Gender: Female
Age: 23
Birthday: March 11

Height: 5'7"
Hair Color: Sandy blond
Eye Color: Brown
Scars/ Other Facial details: N/A
Body Type: Medium build. Physically fit, but not muscle toned.
Attire: Tends to dress more like a man. Pants or jeans, button up shirts, sometimes suspenders, pistol holster and belt, cowboy hat and boots. Has a locket with a picture of her father in it.
Rank/Title: N/A
Job: Ranch Hand (hopefully)
"I'm not much of a lady."

Alexandra prefers to be called by her nickname and is as tomboy as they come. She drinks, spits, smokes and prefers to be seen as one of the guys; liking games like poker and darts. She doesn't like being treated like a fragile object just because she's a part of the fairer sex. She's quick to speak her mind when getting hit on; sometimes she gets too hot under the collar and ends up starting a fight.

"The law is the law."

Despite her rough and tough personality, she's a woman with a heart of gold. She generally tries to do the right thing and tries to treat people fairly despite the color of their skin. The Good Samaritan is a story about helping people, even if they aren't from your own "kind," but the main reason she tries to help people of all races was because of the fair way her father worked as a sheriff and she'd rather be more like him than her mother.

"Nobody pressures a girl to be a 'womanly' woman more than their mother."

Her mother is a sore spot for her and she doesn't want to turn into a nagging woman. As the oldest, the pressure to be a womanly role model for her siblings was high. It was a burden she could have shouldered, but she felt like her mother was too overbearing about it. She probably meant well, but they could never see eye to eye. Alex wanted to live her life her own way, however unwomanly it seemed.

She may dislike wearing dresses, be an average cook with a man's sensibilities (being fine with just a can of beans), and a horrible seamstress if you want the patches to blend in, but she still has a feminine side that she shows to her siblings, friends, and children. She has a soft spot for kids and playing with/helping one makes her feel like a big sister. She may not feel the call of mother nature to start raising a family of her own, but nothing is cuter than a baby.
Parents: David and Annabel Henderson.
Younger siblings: Sophia "Sofie" (20), Evelyn (18), and Isabell (16)

Born and raised in Texas, Alexandra grew up in a house of all girls. Her father wanted at least one boy, and as the oldest she was treated as such (at least by her dad.) Her father was a Confederate soldier and a sheriff after the war. He taught Alex how to shoot a gun and trusted her to be the one to protect their family if a criminal ever went after him. He also taught her wrong from right and instilled a sense of justice within her. "Black, White, or Hispanic. The law is the law."

Her mother was more overbearing than her father. She pestered her about learning feminine skills like cooking and sewing, and was always on her case when she acted more masculine. The stress of dealing with that woman drove her into rebellious behavior like drinking and smoking; wasn't three girly daughters enough? The final straw occurred after her father was gunned down by a criminal he was chasing. The criminal was apprehended.

As much as she would love to get revenge, the law was the law. Her mother seemed even more unbearable with her father gone and, as much as she loved her sisters, she wanted to leave. She saved up her money and packed up some supplies. She grabbed her father's revolver and left home while her mother was doing errands. She said goodbye to her sisters and hadn't looked back since. She made her way toward New Mexico, feeling like neighboring state made the perfect amount of distance between her and her mother. She hoped she could find a job as a ranch hand or maybe help guard someone's homestead.

Now low on funds, Alex is forced to stop in Albuquerque. Hopefully lady luck is on her side, so far it seems like she has been.
Main Horse’s Name: Sandy
Main Horse’s Breed: Missouri Fox Trotter
Horse’s Sex: Mare
Home: Room in the inn.
Gun: Colt Dragoon

Full Name: Rhonda Pierce
Nickname: "The Dog Lady."
Gender: Female
Age: 45
Birthday: April 9

Height: 5'5"
Hair Color: Black
Eye Color: Brown
Scars/ Other Facial details: N/A
Body Type: Maternally-curvy and at a healthy weight from ranch work.
Attire: Wears dresses when in town or church. Work boots, pants, shirt, and hat (sometimes a scarf and/or vest) when working on her ranch.
Rank/Title: N/A
Job: Ranch owner
Rhonda is a touch cookie that doesn't take shit from anyone. Jaded from her husbands affair and the lack of correspondence from her children, she's more of an animal person than a people person. Animals are easier to understand and are more straight forward than humans. Personally she's more of a dog person, but she won't turn away any domesticated animal that finds its way onto her ranch and will care for it like it's her own until she can find the owner. One such instance is a stray tabby that found it's way onto her ranch. Nobody has claimed him, and no one probably ever will. She affectionately calls him Tomcat. "I'm not really a cat person, but he keeps the mice away. If it takes a little milk to keep him around, I'd say it's a good investment."

Toward people she may be crotchety. She distrusts people that seem like they'd take advantage of her or cut off her supplies without a second though. She doesn't like dealing with those kinds of people and if she can't chase them off with her dogs, she'll threaten them with one of her guns. She is, however, a bit more trusting toward women. Understanding what it's like struggling to earn a man's respect as an equal or be seen as a threat. "What men fail to realize about us women folk is that we can be lioness when we need to be."
Rhonda was born at her parent's small ranch named Lucky Paw. She was the youngest and last daughter of the family. She grew up into a fetching young woman and married a man named Matt Pierce. Matt was a preacher and was assigned to start a church in another New Mexico town. Rhonda moved with her husband and they started a family there. They had four children together; two boys and two girls. They all got married and started to live their own life. They got too wound up in their own life and never visited or wrote letters.

Rhonda caught her husband having an affair with a younger woman and made the details public. Tarnishing the reverend's reputation. She quickly divorced him, leaving him to face the consequences of his actions. She moved back to Albuquerque and bought back Lucky Paw. For the past five years she's been maintaining that place alone, only hiring outside help when she needed repairs and a few times she needed an extra set of hands. She's mostly been relying on herself and her dogs for protection.
Main Horse’s Name: Ed
Main Horse’s Breed: American Saddlebred
Horse’s Sex: Gelding
Home: Lucky Paw (230 acres) - a small cattle and dairy ranch.
Gun(s):
Double Barreled Shotgun.
Winchester Rifle.
Dogs:
Scottish Wolfhounds: Hunter, Max, and Lillie
Cat:
Tomcat - A tabby that just showed up on her ranch one day.

Mitheral · Oct 31, 2020

Will delete this post later. But I put out an intro post for Josie and Kasey. Will do another for Jon later. Just an FYI, he is known to be a horrible rancher who knows nothing about cattle or horses or chickens, or sheep, goats. Gardening is the only thing he has had any success at. He can't even seem to get wheat or corn to grow reliably. The joke is that he has a brown thumb. Let's just say there is gossip.

Maybe I should add this to his CS.

RedRoleplayer · Nov 7, 2020

Full Name: Jesse Flynn
Nickname: Jess
Gender: Female
Age: 25
Birthday: October 17th

Height: 5'7
Hair Color: Black
Eye Color: Green
Scars/ Other Facial details: Scar on her upper lip from a childhood accident
Body Type: Slim with curves
Attire: When church she wears dresses with a white buffy shirt. When in town or working she dresses more like a man with a long jacket and pants.
Rank/Title: N/A
Job: Barmaid
Jesse is a girl living someone else's life. Or at least that's what it feels like. She yearns to get out and adventure through the wild west. She feels like sometimes she was meant to be a man in the sense that they have more rights than she and she was born deserving of more rights. All women were.

She's a friendly face, kind of has to be with her job. She can get along with anyone if she needs to but that's only at surface level. Underneath her nice girl exterior is someone whose closed off from society, has her heart on lock down and isn't interested in opening up, allowing herself to get hurt. She's stubborn and hard headed and if she could be, she would be rather spontaneous.
Jesse has always lived in this town. Never moved and has always wanted to. Her parents moved here with her when she was an infant. Her mother was a Native American and her father was a railroad man. Both her parents were running away from their lives and landed here where they blended in with society rather well. They raised their daughter with both heritages in mind, meaning she went to church but she also knew of the Native American gods and practices. She got a job at the saloon when she was 16 to make ends meat and has been there ever since. She started off busing tables and went on to become the bar manager/barmaid. Now with her parents both dead she lives in the bar to avoid the memories of her old childhood home.
Main Horse’s Name: Booker
Main Horse’s Breed: Mustang
Horse’s Sex: Stallion
Home: Back room at the Saloon
Gun(s):
- 2 Smith and Wesson Model 3 Revolvers
- Winchester rifle
Native American Tribe: Apache

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