Dolly Cash

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Name:

Dolly ‘May’ Cash-Campbell

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Aliases:

Darlene ‘Noelle’ Lanchester

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Age:

24 (November 16, 1844)

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Gender:

Cis Woman (She/Her)

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Orientation:

Bisexual (Fem Preference)

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Relationship Status:

Single

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Occupation:

Rancher / Bounty Hunter

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Personality (Short Ver.):

Stubborn, ambitious, courageous, responsible, dependable, blunt, humorous, cruel

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Personality (Long Ver.):

Dolly may look like a sweet girl, but she definitely doesn’t have a sweet attitude. She’s irritable and blunt, and while she might be nice if she likes you, if you're a stranger or you piss her off in some way, she’d likely take to spitting in your face before she’d utter a nice word to you. She isn’t friendly and doesn’t take kindly to having unwanted company, pushing away people who try to reach out to her and keeping her distance from crowds. Besides that the woman is just plain stubborn and doesn’t take to people telling her what to do. She’s a person of her own ways and sticks to them closely, not normally branching off for anyone. If she does though, consider yourself lucky she’d even acknowledge what you ask of her.

She might me harsh and a bit brash, but she still has a bit of a softer side to her. She’s courageous and quite dependable, sticking to her promises and delivering on them the best she can. When she says she’ll get a job well done, she tends to mean it to the fullest. Danger is no problem to her either, with her dog, horse, and gun by her side she dives right into reckless situations without a second thought.

Dolly loves a good joke and though her humor can tend to focus on cruel things, she can lighten up a lot if the mood sets her right. She’s protective of her friends, family, and companions, throwing herself into harm's way to help those that are close to her.

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Likes:

Horseback Riding, Texas Chilli

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Dislikes:

Tea

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Appearance (Short Ver.):

Tall, athletic build, standing at 5’7, 136 lbs, with light blue eyes. She has pale, freckled skin, although she works out in the sun most of her days. She tends to wear many layers of clothes to protect her skin from the harshness of ranch work and the sun. Dolly has bright ginger hair that is tied back in a bun with two braids looping it. When pulled out of a bun, her hair is long and tightly curled. She can almost always be seen wearing a pink flower hair jewel, which keeps her curls pinned back. She has two big, noticeable scars, one on her shoulder and one on her forehead, both caused by a broken bottle. They are both always covered by either her clothes or her hair. Dolly has the soft appearance of any other city woman, but all the rough interior of a cowgirl.

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Appearance (Long Ver.):

Dolly has lived her whole life rough and tough, though you wouldn't think that from just looking at her. Her skin is pale, her face is clean, and her clothes are never ripped. For a woman who spends so much time on the trails she loves her frilly skirts, puffy blouses, and makeup.

Her curly red hair is always brushed, neat, and tidy. The woman carries hair pomade in her bag at all times and spends at least a few minutes almost every morning slicking her hair back into a bun, with two braids looping it. Every day she wears a particular pink flower pin in the back of her bun, nestled in tightly and practically stuck to her hair from all the pomade she uses, which is likely the cause of why she hasn’t lost it yet.

Her makeup is a similar story. She’s become quite quick at her routine, so hardly five minutes might be spent on her makeup, but she's always got powder, blush, eyeliner, and lipstick on, even if she knows she's going to get wet or filthy.

Her normal bounty hunting outfit is made up of a well-kept black blouse, light-weight skirt, and overcoat. Though it’s hard to keep clothes clean when you're on the trail, every morning after she wears it she makes sure to groom and stitch it up so it looks at least decent. Other than this outfit, she always carries around a pair of dark work pants for the dirtiest work she does and another pair of white pants that she puts on under most of her skirts in case her skirt gets in the way.

Her pale, freckled skin has been protected for most of her life, despite her time ranching. Her mother had always had her stack on layers of clothes to avoid burning and getting too beaten up, which is why she does not have many scars at all. One big scar she does have is on her left shoulder, a slash mark in the shape of a broken bottle, though it is not visible under her normal clothing. She has one other very noticeable scar on her forehead, also from a bottle, though it's always covered by her hair. It's clear she takes good care of herself and enjoys doing it too, regardless of the conditions she tends to find herself in.

Dolly is a tall woman for her time, standing at 5’7 with a lean, athletic build from her years of ranching, though most wouldn’t guess this from the graceful silhouette her dresses give her. The lady has deepset eyes that are a frosty light blue and freckles trailing the bridge of her nose and cheeks, as well as all over her shoulders and the rest of her body. She has a straight nose and heart shaped lips, with a slightly more prominent lower lip.

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Accent:

Scottish

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Voice Claim:

TBA

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Backstory:

Born and raised on a ranch alongside two siblings, a few miles from one of the biggest cities on their side of the country. She lived her whole childhood on this ranch, learning how to milk cows and wrangle steeds, regardless of the fact it was not typical for a woman to do the job she had during her time period. Her parents saw that she was determined, and taught her all they could about ranching, hunting, and keeping a home together.

Dolly was not raised very rich, but when she reached the age of 16 her parents started investing in getting her finer things, right before marrying her off to a city man at the age of 18. Dolly was not thrilled about this in the slightest and was heavily resentful towards her parents and the man she was made to marry. John Laine was never good to her and knew immediately that Dolly wasn’t the woman he was hoping for, but he tried keeping her around anyway. She enjoyed the riches he gave her, but not his company, and refused to do anything for him.

Eventually he brought in a mistress to “make up” for what Dolly wouldn’t do around the house, but he would have never guessed that Dolly and his mistress would get along a lot better than he had hoped for. Around this time Dolly’s younger brother would die in the Civil War far away from his family, and she grieved heavily, the pain weighing down on her. Hardly a few months after this, John would do something unspeakable to hurt Dolly.

Now she travels around, moving from spot to spot around the familiar state she was raised in, hunting bounties to afford food, supplies, and hotels.

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Relationships:

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Gwynn - Her loyal companion, a hefty Border Collie and Newfoundland mix. Her fur is White, cream, and black, and her eyes are a pale blue in color.

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Risk - Her horse. He's a blue roan Missouri Fox Trotter stallion. Risk is a mellow horse, having a calm attitude, though he also tends to charge head on into danger, which is how he earned his name.

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Other:

Gwynn's TH

Brandy Clinton

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Name:

Brandy “Colter” Clinton (Might Change)

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Aliases:

Clint Snow

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Age:

16

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Gender:

Cis Male (He/Him)

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Orientation:

Gay

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Relationship Status:

Single

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Occupation:

N'A

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Personality (Short Ver.):

Lively, charming, compassionate, casual, determined, proud, crafty, irresponsible, messy

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~Everett Hunter~

~Alias~
Reed Wilder

~Age~
39 y/o

~Gender~
Male

~Sexuality~
Heterosexual

~Appearance~
Standing at 5’9, Reed is just slightly taller than average but not enough to stand out all too much. He has a large frame, muscle built up from years of hard work. His skin is rough and aged, sunkissed and always covered in a healthy layer of dust and dirt from long days on the trails.

His thick brown hair is slicked back messily, loose strands of hair always falling out of formation. His face is covered in a stubble, and thick eyebrows frame his face. He doesn't do much grooming, always being on the move, rarely having time to clean up properly.

Reed’s eyes are deep set, hazel green in color and surrounded by smile lines. The man has a friendly smile, although it rarely shows, his lips pressed tight to keep his face unapproachable.

On the side of Reed’s neck, three dark scars trail, a permanent cut in his right ear, and three dark gashes trailing down his neck and ending where his shoulder begins. There's other scars on the man’s body, but that is the most obvious one.

As for clothing, Reed dresses dark, wearing worn jeans under a pair of black leather chaps, dark colored cotton shirts and on colder days, a black scout jacket, lined with sheepskin on the inside. Around his neck is always a red bandana, tied to cover his neck, and when needed, pulled up to cover his face. On his head, he carries a black gambler hat, a silver chain surrounding the brim, and his boots have a similar style, black and simple, with silver details.

~Personality~
Reed has always been a free spirit, impossible to chain down in a single place. He’s always on the move, never staying long enough to make any real connections yet seeming to know people everywhere he goes.

He’s a man of few words, yet always polite. Despite the rough exterior saying otherwise, he’s a good-hearted person deep down, always lending a helping hand to those in need when possible. He is selfish though, because when push comes to shove, he has always chosen himself first.

The man has a darker sense of humor for sure, meaning he’s definitely not everyone's cup of tea. His humor is cruel and his way of speaking is short and direct, but you can give him one thing and that is the fact that he doesn't sugar coat things, he tells it as it is, like it or not.

Reed pays no mind to what others think of him, he's always chosen his own path in life, with little to no regard for other peoples thoughts and opinions, he cares about himself and takes care of himself first, always has.

~Strengths~

Physical strength ~ Years on the trails and a life of hard work has made sure that the man is strong, pair that with someone who also can handle himself in a fight, and you have Reed.

Wood carving ~ To fill his free time and lonely moments, Reed has taught himself wood carving, often carving small sculptures.

Hunting ~ Due to necessity, Reed had to learn to track and hunt prey in order to survive and it took time before he even got decent at it but now he's gotten very talented at it.

~Weaknesses~

Settling down ~ Throughout the years he’s attempted to settle down a few times, getting steady jobs and a place to stay but his heart always calls for the trails. He loves a life of adrenaline and no responsibilities, always running from one place to another. He’s greedy really, and that is the biggest problem, it’s not enough for him to have a stable and well paying job, he always wants more, more money, more excitement, and more freedom, more of everything.

Loner ~ With the life he lives, it’s not optimal to do it alone but Reed has never been much of a team player. He’s joined paths with other outlaws and gangs throughout the years, but always slipping away after a while, he wants to do things his own way and the only way that is possible, is to do it alone.

Bad hearing ~ Years of being around gun fire and other kinds of explosions, has left the man with a bad hearing, his ears ringing near constantly, making it a bit hard for him to hear, especially in loud settings, or when trying to hear lower sounds.

~Affiliations~

Magdalene Clinton ~ Ex-girlfriend/Mother of his child
Status ~ Deceased

Brandy Clinton ~ Son
Status ~ Alive

Bach ~ Mount
A stocky grey Quarter horse with grey dapples on his back and hind end, black legs and a mix of black and grey for his mane and tail. The stallion is always ready for work and has a good head, a calm temper and is steady on his feet.

~Other~
I was procrastinating and therefore, I started making him a playlist: Reed

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