David,
That's good by me.  I'd prefer to wait and keep playing we you guys
if I can.
GT

> Gareth -
>
> My work load has really picked up and it doesn't look like I'm
going to
> hit a slow point for awhile.   I was hoping in the mean time that
this
> game would continue going along  even at a slow  pace.
>
> David
>
> -----Original Message-----
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> [mailto:trailtodriscollboothillrpg@yahoogroups.com] On Behalf Of
Gareth
> Sent: Tuesday, June 07, 2005 9:09 PM
> To: trailtodriscollboothillrpg@yahoogroups.com
> Subject: [Trail to Driscoll Boot Hill RPG] Please don't die
>
> Hi guys, I hope this game and the spin-off are not dying as I was
really
> enjoying my first taste of Boothill and RPGs.  If my worst fears
become
> a reality, does any body know of any other Boothill games looking
for
> beginners to join in.
> Cheers
> Gareth
>
>
>
>
>
>
> Yahoo! Groups Links

Before you die does anyone know where to download the original 1975 Boot Hill?

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spin-off are not dying as I was
really enjoying my first taste of Boothill and RPGs.  If my worst
fears become a reality, does any body know of any other Boothill games
looking for beginners to join in.
Cheers
Gareth





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Gareth -

My work load has really picked up and it doesn't look like I'm going to
hit a slow point for awhile.   I was hoping in the mean time that this
game would continue going along  even at a slow  pace.

David

-----Original Message-----
From: trailtodriscollboothillrpg@yahoogroups.com
[mailto:trailtodriscollboothillrpg@yahoogroups.com] On Behalf Of Gareth
Sent: Tuesday, June 07, 2005 9:09 PM
To: trailtodriscollboothillrpg@yahoogroups.com
Subject: [Trail to Driscoll Boot Hill RPG] Please don't die

Hi guys, I hope this game and the spin-off are not dying as I was really
enjoying my first taste of Boothill and RPGs.  If my worst fears become
a reality, does any body know of any other Boothill games looking for
beginners to join in.
Cheers
Gareth






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Hi guys, I hope this game and the spin-off are not dying as I was
really enjoying my first taste of Boothill and RPGs.  If my worst
fears become a reality, does any body know of any other Boothill games
looking for beginners to join in.
Cheers
Gareth

[old Richey]
> After walking back up stairs to his room at the Franklin Richey
stops in
> front of his door. Thinking for a minute he then turns toward Miss
> Juliet's room.  Richey knocks on the door twice, waits a minute
> listening at the door.  When he doesn't hear any thing he goes
back to
> his room, strips down to his long johns and gets in bed for the
night.
> Just before falling asleep he reminds himself that he's just got
to get
> some new cigars in the morning.
>
>
[Clay]
Going up stairs at the Franklin Clay says good night to the others,
then mills around until they are in there rooms and quietly stops
outside Juliet's room and sees the lights are off and no sound
coming from the room, wonders how she's doing.  He steps silently in
to his own room, makes a quick check to see all is as he left it.
Cleans his weapons, leaving his rifle leaning against the chair and
his gun belt hanging loosely over the head board with his spare
pistol under the pillow, he strips down and climbs into bed, feeling
the bruise on his arm he drifts off to sleep thinking about the
black dressed shadow and why he would want the dandy fella dead?

[Richey]
After walking back up stairs to his room at the Franklin Richey stops in
front of his door. Thinking for a minute he then turns toward Miss
Juliet's room.  Richey knocks on the door twice, waits a minute
listening at the door.  When he doesn't hear any thing he goes back to
his room, strips down to his long johns and gets in bed for the night.
Just before falling asleep he reminds himself that he's just got to get
some new cigars in the morning.



-----Original Message-----
From: trailtodriscollboothillrpg@yahoogroups.com
[mailto:trailtodriscollboothillrpg@yahoogroups.com] On Behalf Of Gina
LaMonte
Sent: Friday, May 20, 2005 10:45 AM
To: trailtodriscollboothillrpg@yahoogroups.com
Subject: Re: [Trail to Driscoll Boot Hill RPG] I shot the sheriff, but i
did not shoot the deputy!

You are all `free' to get a nights rest, check on Juliet, etc. and then
crash out in the Hotel. Juliet has fallen asleep by the time you get
there, and Mrs Franklin has settled in for a restless night.








> Richey nodes his understanding to the Sheriff and then looks over at
> Harlan and Clay.  "Harlan, you seem pretty quiet.  Well any way I
think
> I could use some sleep myself and I guess we should check on Miss
> Juliet.  I'm thinking our law work can wait until morning.  A rat
with
> the two of you?"
>
> -----Original Message-----
> From: trailtodriscollboothillrpg@yahoogroups.com
> [mailto:trailtodriscollboothillrpg@yahoogroups.com] On Behalf Of
Gina
> LaMonte
> Sent: Thursday, May 19, 2005 11:10 AM
> To: trailtodriscollboothillrpg@yahoogroups.com
> Subject: [Trail to Driscoll Boot Hill RPG] I shot the sheriff, but
i did
> not shoot the deputy!
>
> The sheriff nods and quickly says: "OK then, yer bouth deputized. No
> fancy ceremony or none of that-sorry." He reaches into his pocket
and
> handseach of you a deputy badge. "Now, if'n you got any problems
with
> folks respectin yer authority, you make `em respect it. I'll back
you up
> in whatever you do." Now, I got to go get me some sleep. You kin go
and
> look around now, or later. It don't matter to me none. One more
> thing...whatever yo do...just make sure it has the `look' of
respectable
> lawmakin'. Other than that, just don't worry too much about it. And
> report your findings to me-whenever you get any."
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
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You are all `free' to get a nights rest, check on Juliet, etc. and
then crash out in the Hotel. Juliet has fallen asleep by the time you
get there, and Mrs Franklin has settled in for a restless night.








> Richey nodes his understanding to the Sheriff and then looks over at
> Harlan and Clay.  "Harlan, you seem pretty quiet.  Well any way I
think
> I could use some sleep myself and I guess we should check on Miss
> Juliet.  I'm thinking our law work can wait until morning.  A rat
with
> the two of you?"
>
> -----Original Message-----
> From: trailtodriscollboothillrpg@yahoogroups.com
> [mailto:trailtodriscollboothillrpg@yahoogroups.com] On Behalf Of
Gina
> LaMonte
> Sent: Thursday, May 19, 2005 11:10 AM
> To: trailtodriscollboothillrpg@yahoogroups.com
> Subject: [Trail to Driscoll Boot Hill RPG] I shot the sheriff, but
i did
> not shoot the deputy!
>
> The sheriff nods and quickly says: "OK then, yer bouth deputized. No
> fancy ceremony or none of that-sorry." He reaches into his pocket
and
> handseach of you a deputy badge. "Now, if'n you got any problems
with
> folks respectin yer authority, you make `em respect it. I'll back
you up
> in whatever you do." Now, I got to go get me some sleep. You kin go
and
> look around now, or later. It don't matter to me none. One more
> thing...whatever yo do...just make sure it has the `look' of
respectable
> lawmakin'. Other than that, just don't worry too much about it. And
> report your findings to me-whenever you get any."
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
> Yahoo! Groups Links

[Richey]
Richey nodes his understanding to the Sheriff and then looks over at
Harlan and Clay.  "Harlan, you seem pretty quiet.  Well any way I think
I could use some sleep myself and I guess we should check on Miss
Juliet.  I'm thinking our law work can wait until morning.  A rat with
the two of you?"

-----Original Message-----
From: trailtodriscollboothillrpg@yahoogroups.com
[mailto:trailtodriscollboothillrpg@yahoogroups.com] On Behalf Of Gina
LaMonte
Sent: Thursday, May 19, 2005 11:10 AM
To: trailtodriscollboothillrpg@yahoogroups.com
Subject: [Trail to Driscoll Boot Hill RPG] I shot the sheriff, but i did
not shoot the deputy!

The sheriff nods and quickly says: "OK then, yer bouth deputized. No
fancy ceremony or none of that-sorry." He reaches into his pocket and
handseach of you a deputy badge. "Now, if'n you got any problems with
folks respectin yer authority, you make `em respect it. I'll back you up
in whatever you do." Now, I got to go get me some sleep. You kin go and
look around now, or later. It don't matter to me none. One more
thing...whatever yo do...just make sure it has the `look' of respectable
lawmakin'. Other than that, just don't worry too much about it. And
report your findings to me-whenever you get any."








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The sheriff nods and quickly says: "OK then, yer bouth deputized. No
fancy ceremony or none of that-sorry." He reaches into his pocket and
handseach of you a deputy badge. "Now, if'n you got any problems with
folks respectin yer authority, you make `em respect it. I'll back you
up in whatever you do." Now, I got to go get me some sleep. You kin go
and look around now, or later. It don't matter to me none. One more
thing…whatever yo do…just make sure it has the `look' of respectable
lawmakin'. Other than that, just don't worry too much about it. And
report your findings to me-whenever you get any."

[old Richey]
> Thinking for a minute, wishing he had a cigar and wondering what
Juliet
> was doing.  Has she gotten in bed for the night yet.  What a woman,
just
> wish she wasn't a nun an all. A man could call on her otherwise. Just
> then remembering the sheriff's question, "A rat that sounds like a
offer
> I can take, sign me up."


[Clay]
"I 'ant to keen to pin on a badge, 'man could get his self in a whole
heap o trouble do'n a fool thing like that but I guess some body's got
ta keep an eye on Richey, so best ya sign me on as well"

[Richey]
Thinking for a minute, wishing he had a cigar and wondering what Juliet
was doing.  Has she gotten in bed for the night yet.  What a woman, just
wish she wasn't a nun an all. A man could call on her otherwise. Just
then remembering the sheriff's question, "A rat that sounds like a offer
I can take, sign me up."


-----Original Message-----
From: trailtodriscollboothillrpg@yahoogroups.com
[mailto:trailtodriscollboothillrpg@yahoogroups.com] On Behalf Of Gina
LaMonte
Sent: Tuesday, May 17, 2005 9:54 AM
To: trailtodriscollboothillrpg@yahoogroups.com
Subject: [Trail to Driscoll Boot Hill RPG] Then the sheriff says?

"Well, I ain't got no call to be `disbelivin' ya. But, how do I know
that one `o you didn't kill that there feller?"
As usual the sheriff is just being his usual through, and nasty, self.
On further examination of the carcass he hold the `dart' up to what
little light there is on the street.
"You know what fellers? There's only one other place I've ever seen this
sort of thing...and that's in `ChinkTown' down the way [motions to
`China Town'-down the way]. I ain't got the men to go and root out every
single slant-eyed Chinaman from the place-Lord knows I'd like to-so I
just don't know who to go and look for there. I know that them folks got
all sorts of sneaky ways to murder folks in `der sleep, but wel, this
one's got me stumped."
He looks around perplexed, and in a moment of RARE `friendliness'
lays a statement one you that hits you harder than an explosive load of
"Bugs Bunny Black Powder" (metaphor time!)... "Looky here. I can make
each of you a sworn deputy. You can go in there and `investigate'.
And...[he lowers his voice] I don't care how you go about it neither...
You can use any means at your disposal...ain't nobody going to say
nuthin'."

He waits on the reply to this `generous' offer.






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"Well, I ain't got no call to be `disbelivin' ya. But, how do I know
that one `o you didn't kill that there feller?"
As usual the sheriff is just being his usual through, and nasty,
self. On further examination of the carcass he hold the `dart' up to
what little light there is on the street.
"You know what fellers? There's only one other place I've ever seen
this sort of thing…and that's in `ChinkTown' down the way [motions
to `China Town'-down the way]. I ain't got the men to go and root out
every single slant-eyed Chinaman from the place-Lord knows I'd like
to-so I just don't know who to go and look for there. I know that
them folks got all sorts of sneaky ways to murder folks in `der
sleep, but wel, this one's got me stumped."
He looks around perplexed, and in a moment of RARE `friendliness'
lays a statement one you that hits you harder than an explosive load
of "Bugs Bunny Black Powder" (metaphor time!)…
"Looky here. I can make each of you a sworn deputy. You can go in
there and `investigate'. And…[he lowers his voice] I don't care how
you go about it neither…
You can use any means at your disposal…ain't nobody going to say
nuthin'."

He waits on the reply to this `generous' offer.

[Old Clay]
"Well me n Richey here was after that criter what shot the dandy fella
o'there with the poison dart.  When quick as look at ya he attact us
then headed over the fence at the end of that there ally" indicating the
ally that he and Richey walked out of "was head'n for the saloon by the
look of it, look that way ta you Richey?"

[Richey]
"That's rat."

>[old Harlan]
>Seeing his friends sitting on the ground, "Clay, Richey!?!  What in
>tahnation happened?"
>
[Clay]
"Well me n Richey here was after that criter what shot the dandy fella
o'there with the poison dart.  When quick as look at ya he attact us then
headed over the fence at the end of that there ally" indicating the ally
that he and Richey walked out of "was head'n for the saloon by the look of
it, look that way ta you Richey?"

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[Old Clay]
"Damed if I know Richey, but he sure can move like greased lightning"
Clay
picks up his pistol and slides it back into his holster.  "looks like he
was
heading back to the saloon might be worth us moseying over there after
we
catch up with Harlan and the sheriff, could use a drink my arm don't
half
hurt.  If'n I see that dark dressed 'shadow' again I is goin't shoot the
son
of a bitch, a most likely from a distance."

[Richey]
Taking his hat off and using it to brush off the dust as he stands.
Richey then says to Clay, "A drink, a cigar and good nights sleep would
do wonders for me. A rat let's see if'n Harlan's found that Sheriff."

>[old Richey]
>Looking over at Clay, "What the hell was that." Rubbing his wounds all
>Richey can think of getting a drink, a cigar and some sleep.
>
[Clay]
"Damed if I know Richey, but he sure can move like greased lightning"  Clay
picks up his pistol and slides it back into his holster.  "looks like he was
heading back to the saloon might be worth us moseying over there after we
catch up with Harlan and the sheriff, could use a drink my arm don't half
hurt.  If'n I see that dark dressed 'shadow' again I is goin't shoot the son
of a bitch, a most likely from a distance."

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I don't know what the FAK is going on, but I guess that Mrk can't
get his messagesto post…this is what he said that I was replying to
in my message.


[prior GM]
Harlan, on the other hand, arrives at the (not too friendly
neighborhood) Sheriff's home/office. At fist glance the Sheriff just
looks at Harlan and says: "Bugger off! I've had enough of your
shenanigan's tonight!"

[Harlan]
"Whale, that's 'bout what Ah ex-pected from y'all, Shehiff.  Ah
mean, what's a daid man in the street any-who-how?  Y'all kin jest
set theyah with yo' feets up on the desk, Ah'll go git the
undahtakah."

[prior GM]
but, after being "enlightened" on the subject, he rolls his eyes and
heads back to where Clay & Richey are holding on to their noses-and
other parts.

[Harlan]
Stopping by the body on the street, "They's the dandy what shot
Mistah Cahson, we was a walking him ovah to y'alls jail so's yew
could tell him that's all rat, y'alls too busy arrestin' innocent
folk when he jest slapped his neck and keeled ovah daid.  Clay
looked at his neck and said he was hit with a daht (dart) from one
of them blowed guns them fohenahs (foreigners) use.  Clay seen a man
a runnin' down the alley, so's he an Richey went off aftah him.
They may have cawt him bah now, so y'all maht want to staht
thankin' 'bout what y'alls gonna be a sayin' when you let the killah
go an trah to arrest them foah somethang."  Harlan's sarcasm would
peel the skin off an elephant, and he doesn't let up.  He starts
heading down the alley.

"Whale, come on, the daid man ain't a goin' nowhehah!"

Seeing his friends sitting on the ground, "Clay, Richey!?!  What in
tahnation happened?"

[OOC David aka Richey]
Gina I'm lost what did Harlan say to the Sheriff?  As to Richey he said
something to Clay and I'm just waiting for a reply.

-----Original Message-----
From: trailtodriscollboothillrpg@yahoogroups.com
[mailto:trailtodriscollboothillrpg@yahoogroups.com]On Behalf Of Gina
LaMonte
Sent: Friday, May 06, 2005 12:15 PM
To: trailtodriscollboothillrpg@yahoogroups.com
Subject: [Trail to Driscoll Boot Hill RPG] the Sheriff and Harlan arrive


Any sarcasm is "lost" on the sheriff, who at first just ignores it-
until he figures out that you are making him the `butte' of
your `jokes'. Finally he whirls around to face Harlan: "Look, do YOU
want to spend the night in jail...until you COOL OFF! Now just get
moving an' keep yer comments to yerself.
Once Harlan and Sheriff Bullock arrive at the spot that Clay and
Richey lay, they see...well, no one but them.
Tag to you folks to figure out was `sup.








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Any sarcasm is "lost" on the sheriff, who at first just ignores it-
until he figures out that you are making him the `butte' of
your `jokes'. Finally he whirls around to face Harlan: "Look, do YOU
want to spend the night in jail…until you COOL OFF! Now just get
moving an' keep yer comments to yerself.
Once Harlan and Sheriff Bullock arrive at the spot that Clay and
Richey lay, they see…well, no one but them.
Tag to you folks to figure out was `sup.

[Richey]
Looking over at Clay, "What the hell was that." Rubbing his wounds all Richey
can think of getting a drink, a cigar and some sleep.

-----Original Message-----
From: trailtodriscollboothillrpg@yahoogroups.com
[mailto:trailtodriscollboothillrpg@yahoogroups.com]On Behalf Of Gina
LaMonte
Sent: Wednesday, May 04, 2005 12:11 PM
To: trailtodriscollboothillrpg@yahoogroups.com
Subject: [Trail to Driscoll Boot Hill RPG] A Painful ?Farewell?





Now, because of the `stunning' types of wounds that both Clay & Richey
this "Ninja" tears off into the dark, possibly the way he/it was
heading (over the partition/fence). After a looong time, both Clay &
Richey get over their wounds.

Harlan, on the other hand, arrives at the (not too friendly
neighborhood) Sheriff's home/office. At fist glance the Sheriff just
looks at Harlan and says: "Bugger off! I've had enough of your
shenanigan's tonight!" but, after being "enlightened" on the subject,
he rolls his eyes and heads back to where Clay & Richey are holding on
to their noses-and other parts.

Yer move(s)...






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Now, because of the `stunning' types of wounds that both Clay & Richey
this "Ninja" tears off into the dark, possibly the way he/it was
heading (over the partition/fence). After a looong time, both Clay &
Richey get over their wounds.

Harlan, on the other hand, arrives at the (not too friendly
neighborhood) Sheriff's home/office. At fist glance the Sheriff just
looks at Harlan and says: "Bugger off! I've had enough of your
shenanigan's tonight!" but, after being "enlightened" on the subject,
he rolls his eyes and heads back to where Clay & Richey are holding on
to their noses-and other parts.

Yer move(s)…

[OOC David aka Richey]
Gina, I understand just checking also I wasn't very sure how far from the
Sheriff's office we were when the 'ninja' attacked.

-----Original Message-----
From: trailtodriscollboothillrpg@yahoogroups.com
[mailto:trailtodriscollboothillrpg@yahoogroups.com]On Behalf Of Gina
LaMonte
Sent: Wednesday, May 04, 2005 10:08 AM
To: trailtodriscollboothillrpg@yahoogroups.com
Subject: [Trail to Driscoll Boot Hill RPG] Re: Pajama party


he would be on his way, as this whole episode is a mere few secnds
long. as you can imagine the so-called 'ninja' ain't going to just
sit there and let you question him.





--- In trailtodriscollboothillrpg@yahoogroups.com, "Van Hoose, David
K" <david.vanhoose@e...> wrote:
> [OOC David aka Richey]
> Gina, Is Harlan still heading to the sheriff's office or is there
yet?
>
> -----Original Message-----
> From: trailtodriscollboothillrpg@yahoogroups.com
> [mailto:trailtodriscollboothillrpg@yahoogroups.com]On Behalf Of Van
> Hoose, David K
> Sent: Tuesday, May 03, 2005 7:33 PM
> To: trailtodriscollboothillrpg@yahoogroups.com
> Subject: RE: [Trail to Driscoll Boot Hill RPG] Re: Pajama party
>
>
> [OLD Clay]
> possitioning him self so the "ninja" is between him and Richey and
> trying to rub the pins and neddles out of his arm at the same
> time.  "Look here Mister we'd like a word with ya we'd like ta
know
> how put you up to kill'n that there dandy.  Richey stay awake he
might
> fast with his hands."
>
> [Richey]
> With his pistol pointing at the man in front of him and Clay
Richey slowly takes a deep pull on his very died cigar which is
making him very unhappy. "ah Rat Clay, I'm awake."
>
> -----Original Message-----
> From: trailtodriscollboothillrpg@yahoogroups.com
> [mailto:trailtodriscollboothillrpg@yahoogroups.com]On Behalf Of
Gareth
> Sent: Monday, May 02, 2005 3:38 PM
> To: trailtodriscollboothillrpg@yahoogroups.com
> Subject: [Trail to Driscoll Boot Hill RPG] Re: Pajama party
>
>
> [old GM]
> > -at this point, Harlan a little stunned, and Clay and his arm
> > physically stunned, you can "try" to do "some sort of" action.
>
> Clay
> possitioning him self so the "ninja" is between him and Richey and
> trying to rub the pins and neddles out of his arm at the same
> time.  "Look here Mister we'd like a word with ya we'd like ta
know
> how put you up to kill'n that there dandy.  Richey stay awake he
might
> fast with his hands."
>
>
>
>
>
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The "ninja" sits calmly on the ground and speaks in a southern
drawl: "well, sirs. I know my rights…and I am going to invoke the 5th
amendment. Furthermore I will only answer question submitted to me in
writing-through my lawyer."




Well, not really….

He really makes a lickity-split move. Attacking Richey to disarm…
His small little frame becomes as solid as iron, as (Unfortunately)
his leg strikes Richey square in the groin, with the force of a log.
With Richey now out-of-the way, he turns his attention to Clay (who is
disarmed). A hand slashes out like an axe, striking Clay on the bridge
of the nose. Clay's eyes water, and it is very possible that his nose
is broken.

he would be on his way, as this whole episode is a mere few secnds
long. as you can imagine the so-called 'ninja' ain't going to just
sit there and let you question him.





--- In trailtodriscollboothillrpg@yahoogroups.com, "Van Hoose, David
K" <david.vanhoose@e...> wrote:
> [OOC David aka Richey]
> Gina, Is Harlan still heading to the sheriff's office or is there
yet?
>
> -----Original Message-----
> From: trailtodriscollboothillrpg@yahoogroups.com
> [mailto:trailtodriscollboothillrpg@yahoogroups.com]On Behalf Of Van
> Hoose, David K
> Sent: Tuesday, May 03, 2005 7:33 PM
> To: trailtodriscollboothillrpg@yahoogroups.com
> Subject: RE: [Trail to Driscoll Boot Hill RPG] Re: Pajama party
>
>
> [OLD Clay]
> possitioning him self so the "ninja" is between him and Richey and
> trying to rub the pins and neddles out of his arm at the same
> time.  "Look here Mister we'd like a word with ya we'd like ta
know
> how put you up to kill'n that there dandy.  Richey stay awake he
might
> fast with his hands."
>
> [Richey]
> With his pistol pointing at the man in front of him and Clay
Richey slowly takes a deep pull on his very died cigar which is
making him very unhappy. "ah Rat Clay, I'm awake."
>
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> From: trailtodriscollboothillrpg@yahoogroups.com
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> To: trailtodriscollboothillrpg@yahoogroups.com
> Subject: [Trail to Driscoll Boot Hill RPG] Re: Pajama party
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> [old GM]
> > -at this point, Harlan a little stunned, and Clay and his arm
> > physically stunned, you can "try" to do "some sort of" action.
>
> Clay
> possitioning him self so the "ninja" is between him and Richey and
> trying to rub the pins and neddles out of his arm at the same
> time.  "Look here Mister we'd like a word with ya we'd like ta
know
> how put you up to kill'n that there dandy.  Richey stay awake he
might
> fast with his hands."
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[OOC David aka Richey]
Gina, Is Harlan still heading to the sheriff's office or is there yet?

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Hoose, David K
Sent: Tuesday, May 03, 2005 7:33 PM
To: trailtodriscollboothillrpg@yahoogroups.com
Subject: RE: [Trail to Driscoll Boot Hill RPG] Re: Pajama party


[OLD Clay]
possitioning him self so the "ninja" is between him and Richey and
trying to rub the pins and neddles out of his arm at the same
time.  "Look here Mister we'd like a word with ya we'd like ta know
how put you up to kill'n that there dandy.  Richey stay awake he might
fast with his hands."

[Richey]
With his pistol pointing at the man in front of him and Clay Richey slowly takes
a deep pull on his very died cigar which is making him very unhappy. "ah Rat
Clay, I'm awake."

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From: trailtodriscollboothillrpg@yahoogroups.com
[mailto:trailtodriscollboothillrpg@yahoogroups.com]On Behalf Of Gareth
Sent: Monday, May 02, 2005 3:38 PM
To: trailtodriscollboothillrpg@yahoogroups.com
Subject: [Trail to Driscoll Boot Hill RPG] Re: Pajama party


[old GM]
> -at this point, Harlan a little stunned, and Clay and his arm
> physically stunned, you can "try" to do "some sort of" action.

Clay
possitioning him self so the "ninja" is between him and Richey and
trying to rub the pins and neddles out of his arm at the same
time.  "Look here Mister we'd like a word with ya we'd like ta know
how put you up to kill'n that there dandy.  Richey stay awake he might
fast with his hands."






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[OLD Clay]
possitioning him self so the "ninja" is between him and Richey and
trying to rub the pins and neddles out of his arm at the same
time.  "Look here Mister we'd like a word with ya we'd like ta know
how put you up to kill'n that there dandy.  Richey stay awake he might
fast with his hands."

[Richey]
With his pistol pointing at the man in front of him and Clay Richey slowly takes
a deep pull on his very died cigar which is making him very unhappy. "ah Rat
Clay, I'm awake."

-----Original Message-----
From: trailtodriscollboothillrpg@yahoogroups.com
[mailto:trailtodriscollboothillrpg@yahoogroups.com]On Behalf Of Gareth
Sent: Monday, May 02, 2005 3:38 PM
To: trailtodriscollboothillrpg@yahoogroups.com
Subject: [Trail to Driscoll Boot Hill RPG] Re: Pajama party


[old GM]
> -at this point, Harlan a little stunned, and Clay and his arm
> physically stunned, you can "try" to do "some sort of" action.

Clay
possitioning him self so the "ninja" is between him and Richey and
trying to rub the pins and neddles out of his arm at the same
time.  "Look here Mister we'd like a word with ya we'd like ta know
how put you up to kill'n that there dandy.  Richey stay awake he might
fast with his hands."






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[OOC David aka  Richey]
Gina Thank you  I'll post now as if you had written Richey..

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From: trailtodriscollboothillrpg@yahoogroups.com
[mailto:trailtodriscollboothillrpg@yahoogroups.com]On Behalf Of Gina
LaMonte
Sent: Monday, May 02, 2005 11:32 AM
To: trailtodriscollboothillrpg@yahoogroups.com
Subject: Re: [Trail to Driscoll Boot Hill RPG] Pajama party


-Sorry, I seem to have gotten Harlan and Richey mixed up. Just re-
post as you want it to take place.








-- In trailtodriscollboothillrpg@yahoogroups.com, "Van Hoose, David
K" <david.vanhoose@e...> wrote:
> [OOC David aka Richey]
> Gina, HUH?????  Why is Harlan going with Clay that is not what was
posted ... see below which is a copy of my last post.  Harlan was
going to the Sheriff and Richey was going with Clay.  Now if you
have decided not to let me run Harlan for Mark that is okay .... but
then what has happened to Richey ... let me know what's going on and
I'll then post.
>
> *******  snip  from my last post  ***********
> [Old Clay]
> "looks like the snake what shoot the dandy with that there blow
dart
> is heading back down the alley toward the hotel." slipping his
> pistol from his holster "Think I might just take me a closer
look."
> Clay heads carefully into the shadows to quitly follow the dark
> figure.
>
> [OOC]
> Clay will try to find ot how the figure is and where he/she goes
>
> [Harlan]
> "Richey why don't you go with Clay and I'll go an git the Sheriff."
>
> [Richey]
> "Ah rat, Clay I'm going with ya."  Richey then pulls out his
pistol and takes off toward the alley by the hotel.
>
> [Harlan]
> Quickly heads toward the Sheriff's office to get help.
>
> *******  snip  from my last post  ***********
>
> -----Original Message-----
> From: trailtodriscollboothillrpg@yahoogroups.com
> [mailto:trailtodriscollboothillrpg@yahoogroups.com]On Behalf Of
Gina
> LaMonte
> Sent: Sunday, May 01, 2005 10:56 AM
> To: trailtodriscollboothillrpg@yahoogroups.com
> Subject: [Trail to Driscoll Boot Hill RPG] Pajama party
>
>
> Clay and Harlan run to the back of the building (remember that it
is
> dark), and find a dead end! Within seconds their eyes become
adjusted
> to the dark a little better, and they see a short lithe figure
trying
> to jump over a partition. It is a strange looking figure. All
dressed
> in tight fitting black, with a black mask over its face. Before
the
> two of them can say anything, the black clothed creature, flings
> itself back wards off the fence toward them. Both Clay and Harlan
are
> caught completely off-guard by the presence of the strange looking
> person.
> This person hits the ground next to clay, and in a flashing
attack,
> knocks his gun completely out of his hand (a mere "1" point of
> damage), yet his entire hand and arm, up 2 the elbow go "tingly
numb".
> Harlan is more than a little stunned at this bizarre apparition
that
> can move so quickly.
>
> -at this point, Harlan a little stunned, and Clay and his arm
> physically stunned, you can "try" to do "some sort of" action.
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A "Ninja"??? How perceptive........
> [old GM]
> > -at this point, Harlan a little stunned, and Clay and his arm
> > physically stunned, you can "try" to do "some sort of" action.
>
> Clay
> possitioning him self so the "ninja" is between him and Richey and
> trying to rub the pins and neddles out of his arm at the same
> time.  "Look here Mister we'd like a word with ya we'd like ta know
> how put you up to kill'n that there dandy.  Richey stay awake he
might
> fast with his hands."

[old GM]
> -at this point, Harlan a little stunned, and Clay and his arm
> physically stunned, you can "try" to do "some sort of" action.

Clay
possitioning him self so the "ninja" is between him and Richey and
trying to rub the pins and neddles out of his arm at the same
time.  "Look here Mister we'd like a word with ya we'd like ta know
how put you up to kill'n that there dandy.  Richey stay awake he might
fast with his hands."

-Sorry, I seem to have gotten Harlan and Richey mixed up. Just re-
post as you want it to take place.








-- In trailtodriscollboothillrpg@yahoogroups.com, "Van Hoose, David
K" <david.vanhoose@e...> wrote:
> [OOC David aka Richey]
> Gina, HUH?????  Why is Harlan going with Clay that is not what was
posted ... see below which is a copy of my last post.  Harlan was
going to the Sheriff and Richey was going with Clay.  Now if you
have decided not to let me run Harlan for Mark that is okay .... but
then what has happened to Richey ... let me know what's going on and
I'll then post.
>
> *******  snip  from my last post  ***********
> [Old Clay]
> "looks like the snake what shoot the dandy with that there blow
dart
> is heading back down the alley toward the hotel." slipping his
> pistol from his holster "Think I might just take me a closer
look."
> Clay heads carefully into the shadows to quitly follow the dark
> figure.
>
> [OOC]
> Clay will try to find ot how the figure is and where he/she goes
>
> [Harlan]
> "Richey why don't you go with Clay and I'll go an git the Sheriff."
>
> [Richey]
> "Ah rat, Clay I'm going with ya."  Richey then pulls out his
pistol and takes off toward the alley by the hotel.
>
> [Harlan]
> Quickly heads toward the Sheriff's office to get help.
>
> *******  snip  from my last post  ***********
>
> -----Original Message-----
> From: trailtodriscollboothillrpg@yahoogroups.com
> [mailto:trailtodriscollboothillrpg@yahoogroups.com]On Behalf Of
Gina
> LaMonte
> Sent: Sunday, May 01, 2005 10:56 AM
> To: trailtodriscollboothillrpg@yahoogroups.com
> Subject: [Trail to Driscoll Boot Hill RPG] Pajama party
>
>
> Clay and Harlan run to the back of the building (remember that it
is
> dark), and find a dead end! Within seconds their eyes become
adjusted
> to the dark a little better, and they see a short lithe figure
trying
> to jump over a partition. It is a strange looking figure. All
dressed
> in tight fitting black, with a black mask over its face. Before
the
> two of them can say anything, the black clothed creature, flings
> itself back wards off the fence toward them. Both Clay and Harlan
are
> caught completely off-guard by the presence of the strange looking
> person.
> This person hits the ground next to clay, and in a flashing
attack,
> knocks his gun completely out of his hand (a mere "1" point of
> damage), yet his entire hand and arm, up 2 the elbow go "tingly
numb".
> Harlan is more than a little stunned at this bizarre apparition
that
> can move so quickly.
>
> -at this point, Harlan a little stunned, and Clay and his arm
> physically stunned, you can "try" to do "some sort of" action.
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
> Yahoo! Groups Links