Post by alejandracrawford on Jul 17, 2009 13:21:38 GMT -5
(First, I know I'm going Alt Crazy. Blame it on Melissa. 
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Name: Jesus Emilio 'Sus' Crawford
Age: 20
Gender: Male >> Feline
Job Wanted: Lawman
(If previous is N/A) Other Position wanted: US Marshal
Description(Prefered a detailed description): This tall male feline was different from many of 'his kind.' For one, he was very tall for being from Mexico. His black hair was combed from his face and lay mostly hidden under a brown hide hat. His body was concealed by a dark navy shirt , black trousers and boots , and a gray brown toned duster. Under the duster hid a small revolver on both hips. This feline also walked around with a rifle held over his shoulder.
Example of RP(Preferably a RP log from previous RPs, otherwise make it up.):
Sus Crawford. The feline had jumped from the train and gave a loud 'oof' after landing on his rifle. As he stood, he brushed off the dust from his black pants and just shook off his duster, the best way with thecolor to get it clean. He pulled a piece of parchment from his pocket and looked it over; by looks of the town, and the description the letter had given him, he was in the right place. Sus walked to the saloon, and looked around. He didn't know this town, so he wasn't about to leave his prized item laying about outside. He pushed his way into the building and leaned the gun against the wall. Walking to the bar, his tipped his hat to the bear behind it and sat down, resting his hands on the counter and pushing the brim up.
)Name: Jesus Emilio 'Sus' Crawford
Age: 20
Gender: Male >> Feline
Job Wanted: Lawman
(If previous is N/A) Other Position wanted: US Marshal
Description(Prefered a detailed description): This tall male feline was different from many of 'his kind.' For one, he was very tall for being from Mexico. His black hair was combed from his face and lay mostly hidden under a brown hide hat. His body was concealed by a dark navy shirt , black trousers and boots , and a gray brown toned duster. Under the duster hid a small revolver on both hips. This feline also walked around with a rifle held over his shoulder.
Example of RP(Preferably a RP log from previous RPs, otherwise make it up.):
Sus Crawford. The feline had jumped from the train and gave a loud 'oof' after landing on his rifle. As he stood, he brushed off the dust from his black pants and just shook off his duster, the best way with thecolor to get it clean. He pulled a piece of parchment from his pocket and looked it over; by looks of the town, and the description the letter had given him, he was in the right place. Sus walked to the saloon, and looked around. He didn't know this town, so he wasn't about to leave his prized item laying about outside. He pushed his way into the building and leaned the gun against the wall. Walking to the bar, his tipped his hat to the bear behind it and sat down, resting his hands on the counter and pushing the brim up.
