The Quick Draw

They said my speed was next to none But my lightning draw had just begun When I heard a blast that stung my wrist The gun went flying from my fist And I was looking down the bore Of the deadly .44 of Ringo

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Headcanons, Stats, Wanted Connections and assorted other tomfoolery!

Basic Information

Name: Ringo Mortimer

Known as: Ringo of Ronto, Quick Draw

Age: Thirty Six Years Old

Birthplace: Near the settlement of Ronto (Formerly the city of Toronto pre-war)

Birth Date: End of March; Precise Date Uncertain

Family: All deceased

Marital Status: Widower

Sexuality: Heterosexual

Moral Alignment: Lawful Neutral with leanings towards Neutral Good

Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Affiliation: None

Positive Traits: Principled, Determined, Disciplined, Loyal

Negative Traits: Bitter, Stoic, Vengeful, Rigid

Height: 6 feet

Notable Markings: Various scars from a number of injuries sustained during years of bounty work. Two particularly notable scars are just below his heart and on his upper back, both the same shape of a bullet hole, seemingly from the same type of bullet.

Tattoos: None

Piercings: None

Appearance and Style: I found this art while I was looking for images for my blog and while I didn't want to use it on my blog without permissions from the artist I will link it here so you can take a peak because it's pretty spot on how I picture Ringo: https://i.pinimg.com/originals/d9/ae/b0/d9aeb016c5a45b9718489c2ebf591d8d.jpg

Character Inspirations: Colonel Douglas Mortimer (For a Few Dollars More) The Ghoul/Cooper Howard (Fallout) Ringo (The song "Ringo" by Lorne Greene)

Residence: He's taken out a room at the El Cortez, but actually spends most of his nights in the Still Light Sanctuary

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S.P.E.C.I.A.L Stats

Strength: 6  (Barrel Chested)

Perception: 7 (Alert Coyote)

Endurance: 6 (Hardy)

Charisma: 4 (Creepy undertaker)

Intelligence: 5 (Knowledgeable)

Agility: 10 (Walks on Water)

Luck: 2 (Broken Mirror)

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Wanted Connections

"I'd be dead if it weren't for you....Twice, actually": The detail that ol' Vegas Sam neglected to mention during his telling of Ringo's tale is that he actually should have died not just once, but twice. The first time was when his family's farm was attacked and he was shot in the back. The only reason he survived is because someone happened along and patched him up before being on their way. Then, once he was recovered enough to travel, Ringo pursued the raiders who had killed his family, caught up to them, and was shot AGAIN, this time just beneath the heart. Fortunately for Ringo, the person who saved him the first time had a funny feeling he'd need saving a second time and had been secretly following closely behind the entire time. Their paths have crossed every now and again over the years, and every time The Savior can't help but remark with a smirk that it's good to see Ringo still alive. Needless to say, Ringo is incredibly indebted to this person, and even with his own personal code being steadfastly against killing anyone without first firing a warning shot, if this person asked him to kill someone as a favor, he'd probably feel inclined to do it.

"You just went and did the impossible: you made me think about a life after this is all done and settled": The last thing Ringo ever expected after losing his wife was to fall in love again. But ten years is a long time, especially in the wasteland, and the loneliness creeps up on you, especially when you're on a mission that walks you down a path all alone. That's what brought these two together originally; a shared understanding of the need to pursue their own personal missions and the loneliness that came with actually doing it. But what was meant to be a one time temporary comfort ended up becoming a habit. They always seemed to end up in the same towns at the same times, and always found themselves taking comfort in each other's company again; after all, what harm was there in running it back one more time? He isn't sure exactly when it happened, but Ringo eventually realized that at some point she became something more to him than someone to fall into bed with. Their life together could be great if they could just find it in themselves to let go of their respective missions, but since neither of them can do that, the best they can hope for is stolen moments of happiness in between all the dust and grime.

"You watch my back and I'll watch yours.": Bounty hunting is dangerous work. There's also no shortage of scum out there in the wastes that needs to be brought to justice. That's why Ringo and this muse realized that they could both benefit from agreeing to a partnership. The arrangement is simple: Each of them takes on a separate bounty, and they both go out into the wastes together in pursuit of both. Working together means having someone to watch your six, and both get to walk away with a nice payday. It works nicely, and has resulted in a lot fewer flesh wounds since the partnership started.

"I won't forget what you did": This is someone that Ringo pursued the bounty of and was able to bring in alive. Ultimately, whether they actually served their time or secured release in some other way they're now out there again, and haven't forgotten that it was Ringo who turned them in. They could be plotting revenge, or maybe their blood just boils any time they see Ringo, but they haven't forgotten, and they aren't going to. Bonus points if they hate him, but also feel a begrudging amount of gratitude towards him because he brought them in alive when he didn't have to. We love complex feelings here.

General Connections:

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Open to other ideas!

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Headcanons

Will be added to this as they occur.

[quickdrawringo]

a whistle fades in the dusty air, as the sound of spurs on their boots meet the gravel. they’re known on record as THE QUICK DRAW, but a few who’ve shared a foxhole or the occasional bottle with them, are allowed to call them - RINGO OF RONTO. they are a HUMAN who looks a hell of a lot like MICHAEL B JORDAN if you squint your eyes. At THIRTY SIX they’ve learned how to survive the wild wild wasteland making their living as a BOUNTY HUNTER. They carry BITTERNESS with them like an old wound but their DETERMINATION keeps them alive against better judgment. honor ties them loosely to NO FACTION. if you’re paying any mind, you can see them in the crossfire between FINGERS TRACING A PAIR OF MATCHING BULLET-SHAPED SCARS; ONE ON THE UPPER BACK AND THE OTHER JUST BENEATH THE HEART and A FISTFUL OF CAPS EXCHANGED FOR INFORMATION. anyways, their presence is a walking reminder that out here, the old world never really died.

(Please imagine this read in Sam Elliot's voice. Thank you good night)

TW: Death, Child Death

Every so often out here in the Mojave, you hear tell of men and women out there in the wastes who were practically born with a gun in their hand. You hear talk of how the act of using one seems to come as naturally to these men and women as breathing, or falling asleep. They say that when you cross paths with a man or woman like that, your best bet is to leave your pistol holstered and walk away if you can, because if you choose to challenge them, then, by the time you've made up your mind to turn around to draw, they've already sent a bullet through your heart. You would be forgiven for assuming that Ringo of Ronto is one of those. After all they don't call him "The Quick Draw" for nothing. But let's suppose that you pay just a little bit of attention, and have also had just enough misfortune of crossing paths with enough of those men and women like I have, but just enough good fortune of never drawing their ire, then you may be able to see as clearly as I can see that the man who comes by way of Ronto is not one of those men. You see, there's one significant detail that sets Ringo apart from these men and women, and it's this: Ringo isn't a killer.

Oh don't misunderstand me when I say that and take it to mean that I'm saying Ringo doesn't kill. Ringo is deadly with that old .44 he keeps strapped to his hip, and the truth is, he's got as much blood on his hands as just about any other in the profession of bounty hunting. But I say he isn't a killer, because unlike those men and women, and the men and women I mentioned before, his draw does not begin until he sees, indisputably, that your hand has reached to start yours. Always, he'll try to talk you into coming along quietly, to dissuade you from taking the shot before he's forced to take one of his own. But as good as his intentions may be, if you got Ringo to use one of those Vit-o-matic Vigor Tester machines, it wouldn't surprise me in the slightest if his Perception and Agility both came out as tens, because when it does finally come time to draw, as it so often does, his hand moves like lightning and his bullet strikes you just as fast, often before you've even cleared leather. The first shot is always a warning, a final attempt to dissuade you from retaliation, and is usually to the hand, or the thigh. If you can't be dissuaded and force him to take second shot, well then you've forced his hand at that point. Dead or alive is always a choice Ringo leaves up to you, but in the wasteland, almost nobody chooses the latter.

Of course nowadays, with word spread far of the speed of Ringo's hand, there's no shortage of hotshot gunslingers looking to make a name for themselves by being the one to beat it. With them he plays by the same rules as those that he pursues for bounties: first shot is a grave warning, second shot is a promised grave. But I've heard some whispers of folks who've decided a head on challenge isn't the play, and are looking to beat Ringo in other ways. That's awfully smart if you ask me; even Ringo can't beat what he can't see.

Funny thing about Ringo is, for all the money he's making as a bounty hunter, I've never seen him spend so much as a cap of it on anything apart from on the tools of his trade. I have heard some people swear up and down the Long 15 that they've seen him in crowded bars having whispered conversations that either start or finish with a sack of caps being passed across the table, but I've never seen it for myself. Still, given what I've heard about what brought him to New Vegas, I guess it would make sense. I don't know how true this is, but apparently someone from up North in Ronto, where Ringo is from, came through town a month or two ago and recognized him. I guess later that same night that guy told a few patrons at the bar after some prompting and a few shots of whiskey that Ringo lost his wife and daughter to a raider gang, and Ringo left Ronto behind to go after them and has been hunting them down ever since. The guy guessed that's why he got into bounty work. Another thing that's strange about all that is the guy who knew him from Ronto said that the Ringo he knew wasn't any sort of gunslinger. In fact he said that when the raiders came through, Ringo got shot too. Barely survived apparently, if the guy is to be believed. Of course, that was over ten years ago, according to this guy, and if what he says happened to Ringo's family is true...well, I can't think of anything that would motivate a guy to become deadly with a six gun more than that. It would certainly explain why he goes through life with a sort of quiet bitterness. I don't think I've ever seen the man smile even once. But bitter or not, he's also got the look in his eye of a guy who's not going to stop until he finds what he's looking for. Is that the people who, allegedly, killed his family? Or is it something else? Your guess is as good as mine.

(I'm going to post a less formal headcanons and extra information thing separately in the next day or two I think. So more to come!)

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