The Bounty Hunter and the Sheriff

This blog contains two of my ocs! you can interact with them and create roleplays! They are part of a story I'm writing, and I hope they can be interesting! please, don't steal my work, I'm trying to work with all of this! •mod is 20+

[elyas-and-dorian]

Welcome, adventurer.

If you've stumbled upon this place, it means you've arrived in a part of this world where the Wild West hasn't completely vanished yet!

Here we are in an America, precisely in 1890, which is populated by people who want change and who, even if they have tried to eliminate outlaws, bounty hunters and the old role of sheriffs, They haven't quite succeeded yet.

And speaking of the roles of time, now I introduce the protagonists of this whole story!

Dorian Xander: A gruff and taciturn bounty hunter. He's put his softer side aside and he is not without sarcasm. He hunted only for money, but over time, he decided he'd do the dirty work the law wouldn't allow...Kill those who deserved it. (When I answer questions as Dorian, I will use Blue.)

Elyas Lemar: A former sheriff, retired after a bad leg injury. Although lame, he continues to work on his family's old ranch, far from the crowd. He's a man who's built up a shell over time and is perhaps even more gruff than his former best friend. (When I answer questions as Elyas, I will use orange.)

Obviously both are surrounded by other characters, but for now they will not be part of the story! Both are not men of many words, but they are not disrespectful, so if you have any questions for them, I'm sure they will be more than happy to answer! (more or less)

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When the mod is speaking: #shad speak

When Elyas answers: #Elyas speak

When Dorian answers: #Dorian speak

For the information about lore, the tag it will be: #Elyas lore or #Dorian lore

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Mod: @shad-art

ok! I finally created the blog😂 I don't know if this will really help me, but it will probably help me not to lose the desire to continue this project. In the future I will make identification cards for both, but for now, I'll add some images to give you an idea.

In general, know that you can ask any type of question, from their age to their family or what they prefer to do during the day 😂. Ask whatever you want, and I hope you enjoy interacting. Whether it's with simple questions or nonsensical roleplays.😂

The timeframe for them to respond is general. I'll have them respond so that neither of them know what happens in the story yet; it will be a gradual narrative that I'll post little by little. For now, they will talk about their past experiences.

(I've created a map, but I still have to finish it. Their hometown is Hollow Dustvale. They've known each other for a long time, but one stayed and one left. The main city is Saint Cobalt and there are other smaller towns and places.)

[uniiicornsources-old]

Send 🍁 + any question you've been curious to know about my muse

Could be absolutely anything. Don’t be shy!

[recordmemes]

༘⋆｡ where it hurts starters.

caretaker.

i'll  stay  until  you  fall  asleep.

you're  not  a  burden.  not  to  me.

you  don't  have  to  act  tough  with  me.

let  me  help.

if  you  need  to  cry,  i'll  look  the  other  way.

you  don't  have  to  talk.

let  me  handle  it,  just  for  a  minute.

rest,  i'll  watch  over  you.

i  don't  care  if  you  think  you're  fine.  i'm  staying.

deep  breaths.

just  lean  on  me.

you're  safe  now,  okay?  just  breathe.

i  know  it  hurts.  i'll  sit  here  as  long  as  it  takes.

i'm  not  leaving  until  i  know  you're  okay.

you  don't  need  to  hide.

let  me  take  care  of  you  this  time.

shh.  i'm  right  here.

you  don't  have  to  put  on  a  smile  for  me.

i  don't  think  less  of  you.

i'll  be  here  when  you  wake  up.

you're  allowed  to  lean  on  me.  that's  what  i'm  here  for.

you  don't  have  to  be  okay.

scoot  over,  i'm  not  letting  you  sleep  alone.

your  hair's  a  mess.  let  me  brush  it.

don't  apologize.

cared  for.

i'm  tired,  that's  all.

please  don't  go.

i  don't  know  what  i  need.

you  didn't  need  to  come.

you  shouldn't  have  to  see  me  like  this.

i  hate  feeling  like  this.

i  was  trying  to  push  through.  i  think  i  made  it  worse.

this  is  so  embarrassing.

can  you  just...  stay  a  little  longer?

i  didn't  think  anyone  would  notice...

i'm  not  safe  in  my  own  head  right  now.

why  are  you  being  so  gentle  with  me?

i  don't  want  you  to  fix  me.

today's  just...  one  of  the  harder  days.

i  didn't  know  i  needed  to  hear  that.

can  you  stay?  after  i  fall  asleep?

sorry.  i  didn't  mean  to  flinch.

i  don't  always  know  what's  going  to  help.

this  is  the  nicest  anyone’s  been  to  me  all  week.

i'm  sorry.  i  know  i'm  a  lot.

i  don't  even  know  why  i'm  crying...

i  think  i'm  broken.

you  didn't  have  to  do  all  this  for  me.

i  don't  want  to  be  a  burden.

i  didn't  think  anyone  would  stay.

[elyas-and-dorian]

A little man with crutches is trying to wave from afar.

(HIIIIII)

@red-dead-muses

It was late morning and even though he was lame, Elyas never let the cows on the ranch go without food. Not many people passed by the house, so when he saw a figure in the distance, he was surprised.

He had to strain his good eye to notice a boy on crutches waving. "What the f.." He muttered to himself, before raising his voice to be heard by the boy.

"Hey you. What are you doing near my property?" The tone was as barbero as ever, but intrigued by the figure of that young man.

(HEYYY 😂)

[red-dead-muses]

Dylan hummed as he limped forward, not wanting to scream across the place.

Once closer he flashed his smile, leaning against the fence. "Hi! 'M passing boy and o just thought i'd say hi!"

[elyas-and-dorian]

Now Elyas could see him better. A peculiar boy, with wild hair, a scar that covered half his face, and a missing leg. Those were the most obvious features.

The former sheriff watched him approach the cow fence. It was far too close for his taste.

"Mm...I've never seen you around here. I hope you're not a passing thief." His tone was annoyed as he took some hay with his pitchfork and scattered it around. But looking at him, that boy wouldn't have bothered anyone.

[shad-art]

I posted them a while ago, but I've edited them. I'll make reference sheets for them sometime soon.

The former sheriff and the bounty hunter✨

[elyas-and-dorian]

❓+ Elyas is your best friend, right?

Dorian narrows his already small eyes and considers whether to answer.

"...was." He simply corrected, without adding anything else.

[elyas-and-dorian]

So Elyas is lame? How did he get that way?

//He used to be a sheriff. He enjoyed his job, maybe even did more than he was supposed to. An explosion damaged his leg. A robbery by some thieves. He was trying to stop them, but the situation escalated.

The explosion left him lame and half blind in one eye. He also has burn wounds on his body. If anyone were to ask him about his leg, he'd probably get nervous and leave it at that.

He truly believed in what he did, and even though he left everything behind, he still has that spark of the lawman that sets him apart.

[wonderful-rp-resources]

SEND ❓+ A QUESTION AND MY MUSE HAS NO CHOICE BUT TO ANSWER TRUTHFULLY

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[elyas-and-dorian]

A little man with crutches is trying to wave from afar.

(HIIIIII)

@red-dead-muses

It was late morning and even though he was lame, Elyas never let the cows on the ranch go without food. Not many people passed by the house, so when he saw a figure in the distance, he was surprised.

He had to strain his good eye to notice a boy on crutches waving. "What the f.." He muttered to himself, before raising his voice to be heard by the boy.

"Hey you. What are you doing near my property?" The tone was as barbero as ever, but intrigued by the figure of that young man.

(HEYYY 😂)

[elyas-and-dorian]

Question for both of you. How old are you?

Dorian looks at you suspiciously, his dark eyes narrowing. He doesn't know whether to answer.

"Thirty-nine years old." Elyas said, sounding annoyed. He didn't know what the point of knowing his age was, but he didn't think there was any other choice or being rude.

"Forty." Dorian said dryly immediately afterward. If the former sheriff had said it, he could do it too.