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Brad Greenwood - Tim Brazeau - Medical intern, Endured, average height, average build, light brown hair and brown eyes.

Violet Warwick Trent (or Vi) - Sandie Baker - Boxer, pretty, postured. Big breasted with purple hair and purplish-blue eyes. She's built to fight at slightly above average height and toned build.

Kendal "Kenny" Jacobs - Pretty and Trents best friend, hazel eyes, long brown hair, tall.

Johnny Hollis - Sarcastic friend to everyone but Teddy. Tall, average build, brown curly hair and brown eyes.
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OOC: <-- stands for out of character. Use this prefix to speak as yourself and not your character; like I am now. For those of you new to this game, this is the start of actual game play. After reading through the post, please reply back in 3rd person (not first) as to what your character is experiencing from your point of view. It's okay to use ChatGPT (Chat Gippity) to edit your post, if you like. Or you can practice your raw writing skills. Either way, pay attention to your character sheets on what your limits are and remember: You can try anything and get lucky (like defusing a bomb) or more than likely miserably fail if you don't have that specific skill, but sometimes worth trying. Unfortunately, our past posts were edited out for the full story so there aren't many examples of how a player's post translates after I (the game master) write in the outcome of each player and NPCs (Non player characters) actions. Good luck, have fun with this and interactions make this game so much more fun. Now, let's get started!

OOC2: I suggest reading the prelude for background on Fort Hammer's setting and atmosphere.

OOC3: https://ivyandchrome.wildeyenterprises. ... 6f70c1d741 <-- you can find some pointers and rules here.
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Violet Trent, or Warwick as she calls herself, bounces with excitement as she glances outside of the Bottoms Up saloon. Mr. Fowler and his crew have almost finished construction of the stage and makeshift boxing ring for tomorrow's festivities. She takes another bite of her cheeseburger, gathering protein for her big fight tomorrow. oO(I bet Mr Fowler would rather be in here drinking and cheering me on)Oo

Violet is average height and slender, but built like a female boxer. Her breasts seem to be the unspoken talk of the town. She's caught many staring at them during conversations, instead of her face. Even some of the women...

She's an undefeated fighter since she started competing in the junior circuit. Coach Driver has even considered teaching her other combat techniques, stating that she could make a great deputy when she gets older. Yet, Violet's mom would rather she take over the shop for her dad or move onto modeling or acting in Smith Falls. "The town is dangerous enough just being a citizen," Esther would often say.

She runs her fingers through her purplish blue hair and peers across the table at Brad and Johnny, who're also scarfing down their own cheeseburgers. The bar only has two patrons drinking. The poker table is empty. At the billiards table, little Mason, the sheriff's son, is aimlessly clacking balls into each other and cheering if he actually knocks a ball in. No one's playing shuffleboard. No one throwing darts. Mrs. Coulee, Frank's mom, washing glasses and dishes from the noon rush. She smiles at the teenagers enjoying her 'Angie Burgers,' as she's dubbed them. Vi knows that the saloon will be shoulder to shoulder tomorrow.

Next to Vi is her friend Kendal, who's pretty in her own way. Kendal's hazel eyes and long brown hair naturally compliment her slender, almost frail, tanned face. Kendal smiles, "So, I invited Frank and Teddy. I hope you don't mind."

"Kendal!" Johnny exclaims, "Are you stupid?" His brown eyes pierce into Kendal's, "Ted is an asshole!" Johnny has always had issues with Ted beating up on him. Normally, Johnny's brown hair is a moppy mess, but today, he's brushed it.

Brad silently observes while dipping another french fry in his tomato sauce. The next town doctor, they call him. His success rate for patients recovering is nearly as high as Dr. Lewis'. His mop of light brown hair needs a cut. With work at home, helping at the clinic or just hanging out with his friends, he hasn't had much time. He pulls out four credits and places them on the old, polished, wooden table. "Pardon the interruption, in celebration of your next bout, lunch is on me. You guys cover the tip."

The group always lets Brad pay. He's the only one with money besides Vi, who only earns money from her fights. Coach Driver usually takes some of her earnings to cover travel and gym upkeep, but leaves the rest for Vi. Who knows what she does with it? He looks at his UI Card and figures that he only has about 50 universal credits left. Burgers are only 1 credit, although, a decent trade can score up to a few burgers. oO(I'll have to go to the bank and get more credits out of my account)Oo

Brad then glances at Vi, to see her reaction. She's pretty, for a girl with bigger muscles than him. Both Vi and Kendal could be actresses or models. Especially Vi, with those huge... He avoids looking for now.

He's seen her fight and would rather never be hit by her. Her last fight lasted 8.7 seconds and her opponent needed his help. Not only did she knock him out, but the whiplash he received may have caused permanent neck problems. Brad still did what he could. Last he heard, the fighter recovered mostly... with a constant, nagging neck ache. What Brad found interesting is that the spot that Vi hit him, left a bruise... and a burn... How?

"Nice stall, Brad. But I'd rather..." Johnny starts.

"If Ted starts anything, then I'll kick his ass!" Kendal interrupts with a smile.

"Right... Are you two?" Johnny makes a circle with his left index finger and thumb, then points with his right index finger into the hole.

"NO!" she replies. "Who's the asshole now?"

Johnny's always had a crush on Kendal. Kendal's insult clearly bothered him. Yet, Brad is pretty sure that she likes Teddy instead. Meanwhile, Vi knows that she does. She's witnessed Kendal trying to kiss him, yet Teddy seems to like someone else. Most speculate that it's Meg Hoffman, the librarian. Yet, whenever he goes in to 'check out a book' she doesn't say more than two words to him. She avoids eye contact and disappears as soon as she can. Teddy doesn't read. He's too busy fighting, drinking or doing whatever he finds fun at the time. But Brad would never point that out to him, Teddy is just as scary as Vi.

Johnny sits back, smiling, "Well that's good, Kenny. We need to keep his kind out of the gene pool."

"He's just misunderstood." Kendal's anger beginning to show.

"Oh, I'll bet." Johnny looks to Brad and Vi, mainly Vi, "So what's the verdict? You gonna beat him tomorrow?"

Before Vi is able to answer, the doors open and in walks Teddy, Megana and Frank. Frank and Meg seem to show a slight amount of concern while they watch Ted stroll confidently towards their table and shouts out with a beaming smile, "Johnny!" He balls up his fist, "Wanna spar?"

Frank looks over at the table, then the bar and says to Teddy, "Come on man are you trying to get me in trouble? Who do you think is going to clean everything up if you two start messing around in here?" Looks at Meg and says softly, "Next time his drink is going in a sippy cup." Looking back at the table says, "Don't mind this guy. What are you guys up to? Hey Vi, you all ready for your fight? I'll be rooting for you."

" The verdict is gonna be me be the winner ! " Vi says while looking at Johnny .

Vi hearing Frank asking about the fight , she looks towards him , " Yeah I'm ready for the fight . And don't worry I'll win like always ."
Vi returns to eating her cheeseburger with a grin on her face .

Frank looks from the table to the bar and says to Teddy, "Come on, man, are you trying to get me in trouble? Who do you think is going to clean everything up if you two start messing around in here?" Teddy ignores him and pushes past towards the table. Frank then looks to Meg and says, "Next time his drink is going in a sippy cup." Looking back at the table says, "Don't mind this guy. What are you guys up to? Hey Vi, you all ready for your fight? I'll be rooting for you."

Teddy turns around and faces Frank, "What did you say?" with a betrayed look, he shouts, "She's fighting me! Whose side are you on?"

Vi answers Frank, "Yeah, I'm ready for the fight and don't worry I'll win like always!" Vi grins as she takes another bite of her burger and defiantly chews in Ted's general direction.

"Right, I've never lost either, Vi," Ted never takes his eyes off of Frank, "What's going on, Frank? I thought you'd always have my back."

At this moment, Sheriff Ericson stands up from the bar, telling his drinking friend, "Hey, keep an eye on Mason."

At the same time, the door opens as Miss Hoffman, the local librarian, storms in, "Teddy! You need to calm down!"

Kendal facepalms, "Really?" she sighs as Johnny sinks into his chair, trying to look less noticeable.

OOC: All five PC are now in this group. Have fun guys!

Megana let out a slow, weary sigh as she took in the scene unfolding before her—chaos barely contained, tempers flaring like dry brush waiting for a spark. Her sharp eyes flicked between the tense figures circling one another, the atmosphere thick with unspoken threats and clenched fists. The worry in her voice was unmistakable as she stepped closer, her tone low but urgent.

“Come on, Teddy,” she said, reaching out with a gentle but insistent hand on his arm. “Let’s not go lookin’ for a fight, especially not with the Sheriff standin’ right there.”

Her gaze flicked toward the lawman, his presence a silent warning in the background—calm, unreadable, but watching everything. She gave the Sheriff a respectful nod, her fingers lifting the brim of her hat in a brief, courteous gesture of greeting, the kind that said I see you, and I’d rather not have to explain myself later.

Turning back to Teddy, she tugged lightly, trying to steer him away from the brewing storm, her voice soft but edged with tension. “Let’s just find a quieter spot before this turns into somethin’ we can’t walk away from.”

Though she was trying to avoid a confrontation, her stance was guarded, ready to act if things spiraled out of control. The weight of experience hung in her posture—she’d seen enough to know how quickly a few sharp words could ignite a full-blown brawl. The last thing she wanted was to get pulled into it... but if she had to, she would.

For now, though, she hoped reason might win out—at least long enough to get Teddy out of harm’s way.

Bar:
Random Patron
Angie Coulee
Sheriff Ericson

Pool Table:
Mason Ericson (Sheriff's 4 yo son)

Tables
Brad Greenwood
Johnny Hollis
Kendal Jacobs
Vi Trent
Megana Damodred
Teddy Swenson
Megan Hoffman
Frank Coulee

Just outside:
Dane Stryker

Megana lets out a slow, weary sigh as she takes in the scene unfolding before her; chaos barely contained, tempers flaring like dry brush waiting for a spark. Her sharp eyes flick between the tense figures circling one another, the atmosphere thick with unspoken threats and clenched fists. The worry in her voice is unmistakable as she steps closer, her tone low but urgent.

“Come on, Teddy,” she said, reaching out with a gentle but insistent hand on his arm. “Let’s not go lookin’ for a fight, especially not with the Sheriff standin’ right there.”

Ted glances back at the sheriff, whose glare is unmistakably dire. He nods in respect towards the lawman.

Meg's gaze turns toward the lawman, his presence a silent warning in the background; calm, unreadable, but watching everything. She gives the Sheriff a respectful nod, her fingers lifting the brim of her hat in a brief, courteous gesture of greeting, the kind that says, 'I see you, and I’d rather not have to explain myself later.'

Ted looks around, realizing that he's beginning to make a fool of himself. He sees Meg Hoffman approach him, the librarian. He seems to ease up, slightly.

Turning back to Teddy, Megana tugs lightly, trying to steer him away from the brewing storm, her voice soft but edged with tension. “Let’s just find a quieter spot before this turns into somethin’ we can’t walk away from.”

Miss Hoffman tugs from the other side. Her expression radiates fear and concern.

Though Megana is trying to avoid a confrontation, her stance is guarded, ready to act if things spiral out of control. The weight of experience hangs in her posture; she’d seen enough to know how quickly a few sharp words could ignite a full-blown brawl. The last thing she wants is to get pulled into it... but if she has to, she will.

For now, though, she hopes reason might win out, at least long enough to get Teddy out of harm’s way. But, now the other Meg seems to be trying to accomplish the same goal, when they're both interrupted by Kendal shouting, "Oh right. NOW you'll talk to him. Go figure!" Obviously jealous.

"Mr. Swenson, I'm gonna have to ask you to leave if you can't calm down," The sheriff states.

"Sorry, sir. I let my feelings get the best of me... again..." Teddy replies as he sits at the next table over from Vi, Kendal, Johnny and Brad.

"Francis, what is this?" Angela asks her son, fists on her hips, bar towel flung over her shoulder. She's not happy.

Frank turns to Teddy, "Of course I'm on your side buddy, when it counts. When it comes to a friendly match well then of course I'm going to cheer on the pretty mademoiselle. It's not very classy to cheer on a guy fighting a girl. Even if the girl in question is Vi. Plus if you loose to Vi you'll just train harder to win the next time." Grinning slightly "Oh, and don't worry I'm sure that I'm not the only one that won't let you live down your loss. Don't worry buddy win or loose I'll make sure you have enough to celebrate your victory or drown your loss." Turning to his mom trying to look innocent, "what is what mom, we just got here."

Dane freezes, caught halfway between shock and… something else. For a split second, he’s sure Meg is about to kiss him, and his brain hits a blue screen of death. Then she’s gone, running toward the shouting, leaving him standing there like some statue in the street. Voices from inside pull him back to reality, and he shuffles the last few steps to the door. The loud scene inside is not really his thing, so he slips along the edge of the room until he finds an empty table out of the splash zone--settling in to watch whatever is about to go down. The prospect of a new computer for the library all but driven from his mind as his brain and hormones are still busy trying to process… whatever that was outside.

Frank turns to Teddy, "Of course I'm on your side buddy, when it counts. When it comes to a friendly match, well then, of course I'm going to cheer on the pretty mademoiselle. It's not very classy to cheer on a guy fighting a girl. Even if the girl in question is Vi. Plus if you lose to Vi, you'll just train harder to win the next time." Grinning slightly, "Oh, and don't worry I'm sure that..."

"And what happened to bros before hos, Monsieur?" Ted scowls, slapping the seat beside him, "Have a seat before your mom kicks me out."

Frank faces his mom, trying to look innocent, "What is what, mom? We just got here."

Dane freezes, caught halfway between shock and… something else. For a split second, he’s sure Meg is about to kiss him, and his brain hits a blue screen of death. Then she’s gone, running toward the shouting, leaving him standing there like some statue in the street. Voices from inside pull him back to reality, and he shuffles the last few steps to the door.

"Frank, don't be coy with me," her strong southern accent is more prominent while upset, "You and Teddy are always up to something." Frank realizes that if he had finished what he was saying, then his mom would know for sure that he's sneaking drinks. "What are you all having?"

The loud scene inside is not really Dane's thing, so he slips along the edge of the room until he finds an empty table out of the splash zone; settling in to watch whatever is about happen. The prospect of a new computer for the library all but driven from his mind as his brain and hormones are still busy trying to process… whatever that was outside.

Miss Hoffman notices Dane enter the saloon as she absent mindedly slides her hair behind her ear. She walks over to his table and sits down, whispering, "Are you okay?" She reaches across the table lightly holding his hand. "I never asked you if you can handle crowds. It took me a while to get used to them," She glances back towards the sheriff, then to Teddy and Vi, then back to Dane, "What would you like to eat?"

Megana, now awkwardly standing next to Frank, just shrugs and walks over and sits with Ted. Kendal scoffs, "Are we not cool enough for you guys? Come on, Meg. Let's scoot our tables together." She begins to stand up, gesturing for Ted and Megana to do the same.

Frank's mom seems to relax. The sheriff and his friend sit back down at the bar, glancing back occasionally. Johnny is focused on drawing faces with tomato sauce and french fries across his nearly empty plate.

Then there's Teddy, who's begun watching Dane and Miss Hoffman. His blank, pale expression speaks volumes as he stands up and walks silently outside. Kendal chases after him as he slams the wooden door. Johnny looks at Vi, asking, "Should I make sure they're okay?"