Guilty Until Proven Innocent [Closed to CinnamonToastCrunch]

By Burning_Heart

Her job should have been simple; cuff them, bring them in, and collect her reward. Unfortunately for bounty hunter Onyx Lauristen, nothing is ever easy.

_____ has been framed for the murder of a few gang members, which has led to the bounty that Onyx has signed on to. Upon this realization, she's skeptical, but when proof comes to light, the two soon find themselves stuck in the middle of a gang war, and the only way to survive is to put their differences aside.

Or die trying.

A rough idea, but in simple terms, my character signs a contract to bring your character in, who has been framed for the murder of some gang members by someone to start a war. The two team up and have to prove his/her innocence before this gang war wreaks even more havoc.

With that said, here are a few rules.

I'm looking for a semi-literate to literate partner who is willing to flesh out details with me. The story is something I want to write together. That's partly why the description is so brief.

The target is left genderless for a reason. I don't mind if they're female, male, nonbinary, anything like that. It's your character. Play them as you like. Just take this seriously, please.

Real pictures are preferred, but not necessary. I'm willing to use illustrated if necessary.

Communication. I myself am not that great at being on every day or replying every day. I understand life comes first, but at least keep in contact and agree to let the other know when we'll be replying or taking a break/hiatus, anything like that. I'm a very patient and understanding person, I promise.

Good grammar. I'm not great with this all the time. I constantly make mistakes, but I really don't want to try and decipher a reply.

This is a mature roleplay, but ES rules still apply. If any kind of romance happens, either skip or take it off-site.

Please be at least 18+. I'm in my twenties and don't feel comfortable writing with minors.

Most importantly, have fun! Be creative and don't be shy with ideas!

PM me with the subject of "Guilty" so that I know you read the entire thing. If I don't see that, I will simply assume you didn't read through and I will ignore you. I don't mean that in a rude way, but it's a pet peeve to go through and explain things or try and talk something over that is already presented above.

If you're interested then I can't wait to hear from you!

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Burning_HeartOnyx Lauristen   301d ago

[center Onyx Lauristen sat comfortably on her couch, her laptop sitting open in her lap. It had been a few weeks since she'd checked the bounty list and she was beginning to grow bored. She'd been lucky that the last bounty had been enough to get her through the past few weeks, and though she still had plenty of money left over, she knew the funds wouldn't last forever. Not to mention, to a degree, she enjoyed the chase. It was always interesting seeing what criminals would do to get out of being arrested or what kind of excuse they would come up with. "Oh it wasn't me, it was my twin," or "Think of my family." They were enough to make her laugh. The stupidity never ceased to amaze her.]

[center Being so lost in thought, she almost skipped over a bounty that was both extremely interesting and paid very well. Pausing, she scrolled back up, opening it in a new tab. Reading over it, she couldn't help but frown. So the leader of the Kings was looking for the person who supposedly murdered some of their members? That was a bit strange to her. Since when did gang leaders put out bounties? Didn't they usually handle things themselves?]

[center Deciding not to question it further, she went ahead and signed her name. She figured this one should be fairly easy, considering the whole situation was local. If the target was smart, they would have left town by now, but if she was lucky, they would still be wandering about. Writing down the name, she began doing her research, paying attention to the places that they frequented. She couldn't help but smirk as the name of a bar kept popping up.]

[center Setting the laptop on the table, she shut it down before standing, making her way to her room. She was quick to throw on a pair of black pants, a green blouse, and a pair of boots. Not her usual attire of a black tank top, trench coat, and combat boots, but she was going to a bar. She needed to blend in the best she could. Reaching into the top drawer of her dresser, she pulled out a pair of handcuffs, hiding them in her back pocket, a gun, which she strapped to her right side, and a knife that she strapped to her left. Grabbing a black jacket, she threw it on, covering all of her toys before snagging her keys and leaving her apartment, locking everything behind her.]

[center The ride to the bar wasn't eventful, something that Onyx was grateful for. Once she signed on to a bounty, she was pretty focused on getting it completed. She didn't have time for distractions.]

[center Pulling into the parking lot a while later, she turned the car off and stepped out, stretching her arms over her head as she looked up at the bright neon sign. The Black Rose Tavern. How cute. Making her way up to the door, she ignored the line of people trying to get inside. She was quick to pull out her wallet, showing her ID and hunting license to the bouncer, who was quick to step aside. [b [i "Don't damage anything,"]] he said to her as she walked past him. She only nodded.]

[center She began looking around. If her target wasn't here yet, she would just wait. If they didn't show up at all, she would just keep coming back until they did. Lauristen was a stubborn woman, after all.]
CinnamonToastCrunchGuilty   65d ago
I like cereal

[size12 It was just another normal day in town, or so one Xander Wilde thought as he went about his day. He sat on the couch in his living room, a beer sitting on the coffee table in front of the couch. Picking up the beer and tipping the can back to get the last drops, Xander closed his eyes and a groan escaped his lips as he noticed that it was the last can in his apartment. “Well, guess it’s time to go to the bar then.” He said and stood, stretching before he picked out his clothing for the night. He walked into his room, over to his dresser and pulled out a pair of jeans and then looked to his closet before making his way over to search through the contents. A blue jean jacket caught his eye and he put it on. Xander didn’t bother putting on a shirt under it. He then ran his fingers through his hair and grabbed his keys, wallet, and phone.

Soon he was in his car and made his way to The Black Rose Tavern. It was the one bar he frequented because he had a thing for watching the dancers and had a bad gambling habit. He was very gifted when it came to gambling and hardly ever lost. Perhaps that was why people always thought that he cheated until they played against him themselves. He parked in his usual spot and then greeted the bouncer outside, [b “hey Leon! How’s the night?”] He was early so there weren’t many people in the line. Leon just shook his head and checked his ID before letting him in. Xander grinned. [b “Always nice talking to you!”] He exclaimed with a laugh before making his way inside.

His brown eyes scanned the bar for an empty table and soon his eyes fell on whom he knew to be the town bounty hunter. He wondered why she was in the bar this day as he only saw her a few times. With a shrug of his shoulders, Xander turned his attention to the bartender. [b “Get me the usual.”] He said and then took a seat at the nearest empty tables. He folded his hands on the tabletop, brown eyes scanning the bar for a possible opponent to gamble with. A smile had formed over his lips as he thought about how much money he could win in one game. As he was in thought, a drink was placed before him and he looked up to the waitress who had brought it with a smile. [b “Thanks darlin.’”] He said, raising the glass and taking a drink of the liquor within.

The last time he was at the bar, he beat a couple of gang members at a game and they, like everyone else, were convinced that he cheated. Though at the time, he didn’t know that they were gang members. “You’ll pay dearly for this punk!” One of them had said before slamming the money he had won on the table and storming out. Little did he know just how true that would actually be.

For some reason, he glanced over to the woman once more, his curiosity piqued. He would just love to see who her next target could be and what sort of fight they would put up, if any. A smirk had formed over his lips as he allowed those thoughts to entertain him as he waited to see what would happen. He had seen her in action before and he had to admit that she wasn’t one someone wanted to mess with.]
Burning_HeartOnyx Lauristen   284d ago

[center Onyx didn't normally consider herself lucky. In fact, she tended to think her luck was some of the shittiest anyone could ever have. When she went after someone, something usually always went wrong, the target couldn't be found right away, or they'd set up something to guarantee that she wouldn't be able to catch them right away.]

[center This night was different, and that worried her.]

[center Sure enough, her target was there, and for once, she was hesitant on what to do. The problem with bars was that the place got crowded fairly quickly. If she was too quick to make a move, there was bound to be some kind of chaos. Mostly if her target decided to fight her, that was. If he didn't, it would make her job much easier.]

[center She glanced over at him when she got the chance, her eyes meeting his for a moment. Either he knew who she was and what she was here for or she just happened to catch his eye. Checking her watch, she took a deep breath, knowing she needed to get this over with quickly.]

[center Turning, she made her way towards him, sliding into the seat beside him before ordering herself a drink. [b "Something catch your attention?"] She asked the man beside her, glancing at him. She'd do her best to play it cool. If he didn't know what she was, that would help.]

[center If he did...]

[center Well, the night was already going to be interesting.]
CinnamonToastCrunchGuilty   65d ago
I like cereal

[size12 Xander watched the woman carefully, raising his drink when their eyes met. He wondered why she was there tonight of all nights, though kept his thoughts to himself. As she made her way over and sat beside him, a feeling of dread began to form within his chest and stomach.

He tried to mentally shake the thoughts that came to him, telling him to run. Instead, he gave a smile to the woman and tried to play things as smoothly as possible. [b “As a matter of fact, something did. What can I do for you tonight Miss? Were you wanting to play a game? Perhaps poker or blackjack?”] He asked, head tilting to the side, eyes never leaving the woman as she was still beside him.

He couldn’t be her target? Or could he? Xander shook his head and then took yet another sip of his drink before looking to her once more. [b “How rude of me… could I offer to get you something to drink? Whisky? Or what will it be?”] He asked, a smile forming over his lips. He was playing different scenarios in his head of how the night could go and was thinking of how he could possibly make a quick and easy break. It didn’t help anything that he found her rather attractive. [i ‘Stop it.’] He mentally scolded himself as he couldn’t let thoughts of lust distract him from what he needed to do.

Xander sighed and waited to see what the female was going to do, just to see which of his mental scenarios would come into play and that he would be able to “play his cards right”. He hoped that he would be able to make an easy break, but his luck wasn’t the best when it came down to it. In fact, he was actually one of the most unlucky people that one could imagine.

[i ‘Especially if you’re her target for the night. You’ be seen that making an easy break is definitely not an option when it comes to this woman.’] The thoughts in his mind were loud so he tried to drown them out with her another sip of his drink. It seemed that once he finished, another drink had made its way to his table.

The male was in no way complaining about the drinks that kept coming, in face he was welcoming them. He needed them to calm his nerves as he was beginning to internally freak out about the fact that he was possibly the bounty hunter’s next target. There was a tightening in his chest and a wrenching feeling in his gut. The feeling telling him to run was stronger than ever but he ignored it.]

((Sorry for the wait and sorry for the sucky response))


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