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Guilty Until Proven Innocent [Closed to CinnamonToastCrunch]

By Burning_Heart

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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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[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   147d 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. [b “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.]

[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   316d 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))
Lovely_PoisonOnyx Lauristen   201d ago

[center It was very quickly made evident to the young woman that she was going to have to play a little dirty here. Flirt to the best of her ability. Play nice if she could. Not a skill she was too familiar or comfortable with, but one she wasn't opposed to using. Men liked pretty women, and though she didn't normally like to brag, she did think she was a fairly attractive female.]

[center Okay, so that wasn't completely true. She thought she was average at best, but confidence was key in a situation like this, and she could fake that much.]

[center Start with a fake smile. Nothing too big but just enough to come off as friendly. Like she wasn't a lioness about to pounce on her prey...]

[center She raised a brow at his answer. [i A game?] [b "I've never played Blackjack, but I'm fairly decent at poker,"] she replied, her accented voice a bit low. More...playful in a way. Almost inviting. Now, that last bit was a tiny lie. She knew how to [i play] poker. She wasn't at all a decent player. Her father had taught her, but she had never been able to beat him before he left. It was also one of the things she'd never been able to pick back up as an adult.]

[center She simply never had time for the game.]

[center She shrugged as she flipped her hair, looking away from him for just a moment as if to think about his offer. In truth, Onyx didn't like to drink. She didn't like the feeling of getting drunk. It dulled her senses, which was dangerous in the end. And yet... [b "I won't say no to a glass of wine, actually. Preferably something sweet?"] Would they serve that here? Hopefully. If she was going to drink, she was going to at least enjoy it.]

[center Verdant eyes then darted to the glass set in front of him. She quickly made note of that. He was drinking before she was. There was a good possibility she could play this game long enough that he'd get drunk. Then she'd easily be able to lead him out and get him right where she needed him. Another innocent smile as she let her eyes meet his again.]

[center Yes. That sounded like a plan.]
CinnamonToastCrunchGuilty   196d ago
I like cereal

[size12 A smile formed over his lips as he nodded his head, taking another drink from the glass that had been set before him. He had to be careful as he was already starting to feel a slight buzz. Maybe he should slow down a bit on the drinks. With a shake of the his head to clear his mind, Xander turned his gaze to the woman. [b “Yes, they do serve wine here as well. Especially the sweet kind for a lovely looking woman such as yourself.”] The words left his lips before he could stop them and Xander cursed himself for that.

[b “We could play whichever you prefer. I personally don’t have a preference.”] The male said and looked to the deck of cards that were placed so neatly on the table in front of him. He was cautious as he kept his eyes on the woman, still unsure as to why she was by him of all the people. After all, he did know who she was.

Another drink was placed before him and Xander folded his hands in front of him, fighting the urge to take the drink. He didn’t want to get too drunk so that he didn’t know what he was doing. He did, however, know that he could at least get away with [b [i one]] more drink before getting drunk. He had lost count of how many he already had and that was a dangerous game for him to play.

A smile had formed over his lips as brown eyes fell onto the woman before him once more, reaching one hand out to take the cards and then shuffle them before dealing them. [b “Poker it is.”] He said, the smile still over his lips as he took a sip from the drink, swishing the liquid inside before setting it back down.

He was definitely intrigued and wanted to keep her talking as to hopefully distract her from the duty he knew she had to do, something in his mind telling him that he was her target for the night. And, if truth be told, Xander enjoyed hearing Onyx speak. There was just something alluring about her. 

As those thoughts made their way into his head, Xander bit on his lower lip and turned his eyes away from her. Instead, he looked to the deck and cleared his throat, waiting to see what she would do next.
Lovely_PoisonOnyx Lauristen   189d ago

[center It was quite odd for Onyx to receive compliments. She wasn't used to such a thing, so hearing this man tell her that she looked lovely made her pause. Was he saying that because he had been drinking, or was he being genuine? For a moment, her stomach knotted up. She'd only heard one other man tell her she was beautiful, and he'd been the same one to crush her beneath his feet when given the chance.]

[center She did her best to hide her reaction to the pain as memories tore through her. She didn't need to worry about such trivial things right now. She had a job to do, and this man's flattery wouldn't be enough to throw her.]

[center [b "That's good to know, then,"] she said with a smile. Having something sweet would definitely help calm her nerves. She couldn't always be the level-headed woman she liked to be. She was calm enough, though, to notice how cautious his movements seemed. It was interesting, to say the least. Did he already know what she was there for? That was a dumb question. Of course, he did. The better question was if he knew that she was there for him or not.]

[center When given the chance, she did indeed order a glass of wine from the bartender, glad to have something in her hand that she could play with. She hated not keeping her hands busy or having to stay still. [b "Keep in mind that I said I was decent. If we're playing for money, I'm fairly confident I can beat you,"] she said with a smirk, bringing the glass to her lips.]

[center She soon shifted in her chair, turning her body to face him completely before she threw one leg over the other. [b "So, for money, or for something more...exciting?"] While she had no intention of doing anything more than turning him in, it did no harm to insinuate the possibility of some extra fun for the night.]

[center (Apologies for the short reply! DX)]
CinnamonToastCrunchGuilty   147d ago
I like cereal

[size12 Xander watched her carefully, his eyes never leaving her. He noticed that she had tensed for a brief time as she seemed to be remembering something, but he couldn’t tell what. He could see the pain flash in her eyes for the briefest of moments before it had disappeared. Maybe he would ask her about it?  He felt a tightness in his chest as a feeling of anger had come. He couldn’t believe that someone would hurt the beautiful woman before him. He shook his head and took a breath to calm himself, hoping that she wouldn’t notice that he had become angry on her behalf. Hell, he didn't know her personally.

A smile had formed over his lips as he heard her words. [b “Is that so? Well, this should be interesting then. And as for playing for stakes… I’d like to play for something more exciting than money...”] his voice trailed off as he took a drink from the glass before him before it had been refilled yet again.

To be honest, Xander was being genuine when he had said that she was looking lovely, though he doubted that she would believe anything he had to say because he was her next target. But maybe he could distract her for a little while and possibly hatch an escape plan. He didn’t want to do anything too drastic, but with her skills, Xander felt that he didn’t have a choice.

After what seemed like a few minutes Xander shuffled the cards in his hands and laid them on the table. [b “What do you have in mind for the stakes, if not playing for money?”] He asked, head tilting to the side as his tongue traced along his lips. He knew that she was probably bluffing, but he would play. Anything to keep from being arrested and taken in for something he hadn’t done.

[i ‘Well, let’s see how this is going to play out...’] He thought and then waited patiently to see what her next move would be. Xander took yet another drink, the same time that she had taken some of the wine from her glass. He had a feeling that he was in for one hell of a time, but he would not go down without some sort of a fight before being taken in by the bounty hunter before him. A smirk had formed over his lips as he entertained himself with the thoughts that formed in his mind.  

(Sorry for the short response after having you wait!)
Lovely_PoisonOnyx Lauristen   141d ago

[center Verdant eyes darted away from him for just a moment to glance at his lips, coming back up just as quickly as Onyx smirked. She bit her lower lip just a little before she shrugged, leaning back in her seat before looking away again. [b “Oh, I could think of a few things, but I’d hate to overstep any bounds,”] she said, bringing her glass to her lips, which she licked slowly afterward.]

[center When she was younger, around nineteen to twenty-two years old, she wouldn’t have been caught dead trying to seduce her way through a situation. While the damage from the past was still very much there, and it had a nasty tendency to pop up whenever she least expected it, she’d grown to know that looks, the promise of a good time, and the right words could easily lure a man in without issue.]

[center Most of the time, at least.]

[center She’d tried the same trick on a man one time who quickly let her know that she didn’t have the right body parts for him to get any enjoyment from. She’d responded by shrugging and promptly punching him in the nose before she took him to the ground and handcuffed him. It couldn’t be successful every time, and ever since then, she’d learned how to tell when it would work and when it wouldn’t. She was fairly confident this was a time where it wouldn’t be an issue.]

[center For just a moment, she considered putting his freedom on the line. If he won, she would let him go, no questions asked. The problem with that, though, was that she’d be betraying her contract and a dangerous person at that. Then she wouldn't get paid and she’d have to move straight on to the next. She wasn’t quite she was ready to go in that direction. Not unless Xander could offer her more, though she was doubtful. Targets rarely ever could.]

[center [b “What are you willing to offer?”] She would play the mind games, try to match his offer as best she could, and then she would go from there.]


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