Midnight Glow: The Bounty List(Signup!)

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Northwestern New Mexico, winter of 1880. A cold wind blows across the plains and mesas in the vast expanse of nothingness on the way to the nearest railroad town off the Navajo reservation. Three men ran a carriage, two riding to the side on horse, while one sat in the coach, they mutter smalltalk as they proceed on, one or more almost wishing they were criminals so they could be inside.

You have been captured. Taken by skilled lawmen who had caught you off your guard. You sit in a locked carriage, more like a cage with wooden reinforcement filled with other men and a few women, your transport dragged by horse where you will be turned in for the reward money. Your future, it seemed, would be decided in court, for some of you that may have been a death sentence already. For others it was a mild inconvenience that you hoped you could evade if you ran far enough away. Either way when the muttering man by the door finally picked the lock everything changed.

And soon there was no turning back.

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Welcome to Midnight Glow, where everybody dies in the first scene.
=D
Okay no, but a lot of NPC's are probably going to die to start. Mostly because I imagine many of your characters are not going to be outright murderer's which will make calling you terrifying criminals that people want more dead than alive to be a bit more difficult.

This may be a bit more character driven than Shining Dawn was, but I will provide setting notations for the sake of aid. And if it seems like that isn't working I am fairly good at railroading you guys to a more suitable storyline. I have one in mind, mostly based around what is about to happen. So you guys can give me feedback on which path you might enjoy more.

For now, the skeleton.

Name: Most start their lives with a name given by those who love us.
Alias: Some get a name given by something else.
Gender: Most of us were born with one.
Age: How long has your luck been running?
Occupation: Sometimes we still cling to what we built our lives on before they were taken away, or some like to call what they do something special.
Appearance: The bounty picture may not be perfect, but if someone saw you what would they expect?
Skills: What CAN you do?
Gear: Tools of the trade, among other things.
Personality: Word gets around, but who are you really?
Bio: Our pasts shape us, and can sometimes help us understand why it came to this.
Record: A list of crimes to help us get some perspective on that bio.
Other: A little extra never hurt.

Example:
Name: Ernesto Martinez
Alias: Rata Gorda, the Fat Rat.
Gender: Male
Age: 31 years.
Occupation: Scavenger
Appearance: A tall Mexican man at about 6'1 and 330 lbs of mostly gut, with a thick black hair cut raggedly around his head to something somewhat even and a thick beard that smells strongly of all the things that have touched it since his last known shower. Fond of a basic shirt, a poncho, some reasonable pants, and a pair of boots. He takes what he can and can sometimes look a little bit mismatched or ill fitted.
Skills:

• Lockpicker: By some odd miracle his fat fingers have some capable dexterity and he knows how to break through many a lock. He claims his father a locksmith who taught him how they work inside, but who can really tell if that is true.
• Big Man: Ernesto is aware he is big, he knows how to swing his weight to accentuate his size into many of his punches and can take a few on liberty of his fat alone. He also realizes that being bigger than people can make you intimidating and uses that as well.
• Expert Recycler: Ernesto makes his living mostly off of things he takes or finds, so in his searches he tries to get the most out of the most minuscule of things and then use it until there is nothing left but a faint nub. He knows how to use things and understands how some things can be used for other things.
• Shameless: Some would call this a negative thing, but it has saved him more than once.

Gear:On Him: Hidden hairpins, ill fitted clothes, poncho.
On the Guards: Proper lockpicks, blackjack, shotgun.
Personality: Ernesto is a humorous if crude individual who comes off fairly friendly until you get on his bad side. His trouble seems to lie in the fact that he seems to lack any kind of morality or scruples, simply doing things as he finds the need to do them and worrying about the consequences later. When aggravated he is often wordless and ruthless shedding nearly any of his carefree nature as before.
Bio: Ernesto was born in New Mexico just a year after the Mexican-American war. He was a reasonable kid, but his family was poor so they had to make the most from what they could get. The trouble was sometimes other people would want to make the most from what his family could get as well, and this was what got him started on scavenging. He pulled what loot he could get off the assailants before turning them into the law, but he started to feel the pull that said he could get more for his family by being this way. Honestly it was either that or become a priest, and he just never felt the pull of religion. He began breaking into places, robbing people, never doing much in the way of killing, but always taking nearly everything his large form could carry. When he got caught the first time his family was mortified, and kicked him out after he finished his sentence.

He continued on his way though, not fazed by time in jail nor by his disowning. This was the way he chose to live, and if people had trouble with that they should offer him a better way. He would go from town to town, creeping in places and sneaking away before the town got back to him but soon his large form became a target worth looking for as the puzzle pieces began to consistently point to him. He took to hiding out in the reservation and sneaking into towns at night to plunder, but this time he was caught in his escape. Dragged into a cart with all the rest of you.
Record:
Theft
Assault
Resisting Arrest
Armed Robbery
Extortion
Threatening to Commit Murder
Public Indecency
Other: Blah.