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Vice & Bloodlines

Vice & Bloodlines

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Whiskey or blood? Don't know much myself, guess you got to choose. OPEN|ACCEPTING

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November 13th, 1919.
It's still hotter than hell in November, and the sun don't set 'til well past supper. The leaves turn but the weather don't budge. Men missin' teeth smile the most and hold the best conversations down on Spruce, guitar in hand with split fingers that were born to play. Drunken brawls are heard down any given alley and likely pacified with the promise of a full last call shot glass. This town's not sleepy, but not too loud either. Sheriff? Yeah. We got one. He don't hardly need to wear his badge. Hell, he's usually drunk too. Bet you a nickel you'll laugh yourself to tears watching him get after one of those Bates boys though. Citizens here are pretty damn peachy, rich or poor. The streets run thick with southern liquor and bourbon brewed with hits of honey. Slickers fancy them some grape spit, but they sure do love their liquid gold just like any other Louisiana native. Even the Snows got a taste for whiskey. There ain't much you'll find across the river that competes with the glory of a Gretna distillery.

ImageJuly 4th, 1920.
Every known mill is gathering dust. The prohibition has only been in place for five months and six days. Town council is against the grain, but the law is the law. Sheriff's dry as a spicket in a drought 'cause he's got half the town sweating out their moonshine and waiting on a list of names and confessions. The ones he ain't caught yet got blood on their hands or have hidden all together. Word has it New Orleans got some underbelly operations aways, keeping their people at least half sane, but they're chargin' two thousand bones a case. We got nothing like that here. A little hooch after midnight, and ain't nobody making more than a few dollars off'a that. Ain't worth the cell time. There's broken glass on the sidewalks, and don't nobody laugh too loud these days, not even for Independence Day. Guess folks are too scared about what it's done to people. The shortage. The real drought.

April 25th, 1921.
Town's 'bout as quiet as it's ever been, mayor's trying his damndest to boost spirits but they've all been bled out the barrel since last January. Might as well be a desert here. The only real joy is in the children, and even they done lost their color in the wake of their elder's misery. Never thought cutting back on some booze could make a town so dark. Cold, even. Don't nobody get along. Lyin'. S t e a l i n'. We've got detectives from out of state investigating and snooping like the best of them. Our boys getting hauled off by Lord knows who, slammed up in a jalopy, no explanation. We're on some hard times. But the Snows been talking 'bout bringing this place back to life, something 'bout a real nice pit stop up on the river. Wrap around porch, fans up and about the ceiling! Breeze all through, good food. Grand opening for them kids gettin' married. Least we got that.

February 11th, 1922.
Some our boys never came home. Some came home dead. Ruled accidental or just dumped up on the stoop for their mamas to find 'em, a crying shame. Worst this place has ever seen. Guess that's what happens when a town's run into the ground and robbed of its most profitable business. People got no shame, most of 'em are just trying to stay alive. The West Mississippi Honey Stop's taken to feeding some of them with leftovers from brunch hour, real good people. But even they got some money troubles. Something done sprouted up in Gretna woods. Talk about town is it's another distillery but ain't nobody caught nothin' credible yet; those Detroit boys go out in them fields with their lights every night, looking for somebody to blame. You can bet when the chips are down, they won't be the only ones wantin' answers. Wantin' blood.

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ROLES
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yellow FCs are negotiable.


--NOEL BATES
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27 Y/O ⇄ ELDEST SON ⇄ AS PLAYED BY J.D.

--REMINGTON BATES
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23 Y/O ⇄ MIDDLE MAN ⇄ AS PLAYED BY CharlotteV

--ROUX BATES
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19 Y/O ⇄ LAST THIEF ⇄ AS PLAYED BY Ivisbo

--ATTICUS MONTGOMERY
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36 Y/O ⇄ AWOL DEPUTY ⇄ AS PLAYED BY Wiley

--DAXTON SNOW
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--Finn Wittrock
25 Y/O ⇄ POMPOUS CON ⇄ AVAILABLE

--Lux Sawyer
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--Evan Peters
24 Y/O ⇄ DILIGENT DOUBLE AGENT ⇄ AVAILABLE

--MARVIN BOONE
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21 Y/O ⇄ ENGLISH ORPHAN ⇄ AS PLAYED BY Charlotte V
SOPHIA MOON--
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23 Y/O ⇄ BABY BOOTLEGGER ⇄ AS PLAYED BY Kohananinja

HARLOW BRYNN SNOW--
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22 Y/O ⇄ NOLA RUNAWAY ⇄ AS PLAYED BY Sacrificatoria

ANNA LEIGH DECLAN--
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19 Y/O ⇄ SMUGGLE DOLL ⇄ AS PLAYED BY emotionless

JACQUELINE AUGUSTE--
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20 Y/O ⇄ BEATEN BIBLE ⇄ AS PLAYED BY Bartholomew Finch

BAILEY JOHNSON--
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23 Y/O ⇄ GRETNA GO GETTER ⇄ AS PLAYED BY The Fake Philosopher

MARLA JEAN CONWAY--
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22 Y/O ⇄ CITY SLICKER ⇄ AS PLAYED BY Kohananinja

JUNE REILLY SNOW--
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21 Y/O ⇄ DISCRETE DERELICT ⇄ AS PLAYED BY xXxCryptic-AngelxXx





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GENERAL RULES
1. Before dedicating yourself to a role, please be prepared to be with us longterm. I do not write short term RPs. If that’s not for you then find something a bit more suitable for small time muse! If you’re with us for months and something pops up or you just can’t do it anymore, that’s a different story.
2. Character reservations are on a strict 24 hour hold, unless you keep in touch with me directly and are very set on a particular slot.
3. I do not care how or what with you do your character skeleton, all that I ask is every member of V&B keeps the intro the same [please ask if you are confused.]
4. Please make all character avatars sepia tone, and if you cannot, ask one of the GMs or mods.
5. Post length minimum is four paragraphs. We have tendencies to get long winded, but don’t ever feel intimidated by that. Quality over quantity forever.
6. Please collab freely and openly with your co-writers, we eat that shit up. Check in to chat to avoid the madness of trying to reach people in forum or PMs here.
7. ACKNOWLEDGE THE MATURE RATING ON THIS RP. THIS IS NOT PG-13 BY ANY STRETCH OF THE IMAGINATION.
8. If you are feeling lost, behind, or nervous about something within the RP, don’t be afraid to voice it. We’re here to help.
9. If you have an idea for a plot theme or twist TELL US!!!!! Let’s do the damn thing.
10. Be prepared for team work, I also do not write small RPs.

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Character Portrait: M. Boone Character Portrait: Rem Bates Character Portrait: Harlow Brynn B. Character Portrait: Roux Bates Character Portrait: Atticus Montgomery Character Portrait: Jacqueline Auguste Character Portrait: Noel Bates Character Portrait: ANNA LEIGH DECLAN
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There are certain rules for people like Jaq, things ingrained by the hand of a man spitting the word of god while letting the devil guide a belt in a whip-like manner. Nice and easy, settle into the spaces between fragmented conversation. Don't focus too long on any one person, makes 'em real nervous sometimes. Eyes lowered, roaming through tangled legs. To this day the things she could observe from her father's constant ear-to-the-ground behavior stick with her. An ingrained lesson to always listen without listening. She looks up only when a body draws near, a man she could call a friend, if not a form of family -

what's the difference these days anyhow, the blood of the covenant is thicker than the water of the womb. Or so some could say. Jaq certainly believes it. Her blood relatives had never even scratched the surface of feeling like family to her.

"Rem." She acknowledges kindly. He looks tired, as if he's carrying the weight of the entire world on his shoulders right that second. She supposes he might be, if she can tell anything by the somber expression he wears.

β€œIf you still the prayin’ type...” the slight dip of her smile is the only indication of an answer, hands clasping beneath the table. Today the wounds she wears are left open and raw, flushed red with infection. A fever in her eyes when she lowers her gaze to the wooden tables and lets the smile slip from chewed up lips. She remembers too vividly, can almost feel the bite of bible verses as they're pressed into her skull with the force of a fist. She ain't got no right today to incite prayer on behalf of friends she calls home - but she'll damn well do it anyway for their sake, belief or lack thereof non-withstanding.

When Rem moves along those subtle notes of tension return. its clear, at least to someone who is capable of detecting the wrongness of a room. A single sweeping glance catches on Noel and Atticus, the easier targets to her usual babbling half-sermons. The Deputy, in particular, has no love for her ways, the uncomfortable and constant stand-offs between them a clear indicator of their acquaintance. So long as Atticus doesn't stumble her way she won't casually slip bible passages to him under her breath, though that's not in the least bit fun for her.

Noel's a different story altogether, the tension between them a matter of communication. A silence on both parts and lack of general interest. Rem is more her speed when it comes to friendships, and people like Honey. Strong and resilient without being overbearingly silent to the general proddings. It's no fun to make light of someone when they don't fight back in kind. But she has no ill will for the eldest Bates and his sullen charms, rather, finds discomfort in the tired look to his eyes and the way his smile is just a bit too soft in comparison to the gruff face its set in.

Something big must have gone down for the air to be this charged. It's not long fore' more trouble comes barging into it, bringing that barely perceivable hint of destruction in its wake. She doesn't know Marvin Boone well, they don't run in nearly the same circles on any given day, but she knows trouble when she see's it. Can't stop the inner judgments from arising in the wake of her forgotten ills. A stricken feeling of knowing her tongues going to slip up 'round him at some point and he sure looks ready to set down the weight of his own shoulders on everyone here. She knows of his family, even if she doesn't know them. Hard to escape the whispers in this place, and really, she's so inclined to believe the gossip that's spoken about the Boone's.

Has to tear her eyes away from his bee-line movement towards the only other Bates in the room, Roux and stare at the girl he walked in with openly. Anna, from a standpoint of someone far removed from the land of self-confidence the kind of overpowering force that demands attention from the room. A beauty, if you will, and if she's strong enough to put up with a Boone then Jaq can see why she carries herself the way she does. Frowns a little though, and wonders why Boone would leave her side in such a haste to presumably hassle Roux. She gnaws her lip, attempts to stop this constant observation. This is what always gets her in trouble.

Attention to detail and too much time spent watching other people's lives around her.

Knows damn well its a bad path to go down.

She sips her drink and turns her gaze to the ceiling. Long enough, she supposes, for something to have gone down. Something that has the Honey Stop stumbling over itself to put a stop to. Logically, she's seen people fight before. Seen people tear each other to pieces, seen people tear people she knows to pieces. And really, that was only in the scope of her own home. Seeing two young men throwing their fists in the middle of a place she considers sanctuary is startling.

Coming up out of her seat, she makes sure that she isn't anywhere within the scope of the fight, were anything to go flying or if they were to get off the floor and continue ravaging the place with their scuffle. She chews her lip, its already going red from the constant attentions of her teeth but she can't help it. Glances to the other patrons with alarm in her eyes. Though thankfully, it lasts only a short time before Rem's back in and breaking it up before too much blood is spilled.

She's thankful, the adrenaline of the moment sparking that familiar feeling of "run and don't look back" in her gut. She can't settle the rapid beating of her heart but she can take in a few lungfuls of air to stop the black dots swimming in her vision. It has been a while since panic like that has overcome her.

It's somewhere between Rem settling Nola into Jaq's arm and her sitting back down that she realizes how tense she is. Relaxes her body as she carries the giggling child, smiling at the babe adoringly. Children are honest beings by nature, still untainted by the world's hardship and utterly pure. Jaq loves them for it, can't wait for the day she has her own - if that day ever truly comes. She isn't so sure she's cut out for that kind of life though, is afraid of what she could become given that stress. Despite all the constant "You're gettin' Older dear," 's that she hears from some of the older women in Gretna. Their concern for her, while sweet, is unnecessary.

If thats where she's destined to end up, then she will. All in good time.

She must be projecting a bit of her nerves still, Nola begins to pucker her lips in that way children do before they start getting fussy. Jaq re-positions her and smiles, "It's gon' be alright," Jaq coo's, bouncing her as she does so. Babbling on in a comforting manner, wondering all the while whats going to come next.

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Character Portrait: June Reilly-Snow
7 sightings June Reilly-Snow played by xXxCryptic-AngelxXx
"There's more to me than what my body produces"

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Character Portrait: Harlow Brynn B.
Character Portrait: Rem Bates
Character Portrait: Roux Bates
Character Portrait: M. Boone
Character Portrait: ANNA LEIGH DECLAN
Character Portrait: Sophia Moon
Character Portrait: Jacqueline Auguste
Character Portrait: Atticus Montgomery
Character Portrait: Marla Jean Conway
Character Portrait: Noel Bates

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Character Portrait: Noel Bates
Noel Bates

"Gretna's done gone to hell in a hand basket, but us Bates, we're holdin' the handle."

Character Portrait: Marla Jean Conway
Marla Jean Conway

"Ain't nobody gotten anywhere in this world by sittin' on their hands and hopin' fer the best. If you've gotta problem, face it head on, and if you know where you wanna go, walk in a straight line."

Character Portrait: Jacqueline Auguste
Jacqueline Auguste

"Have you been to church recently?"

Character Portrait: Sophia Moon
Sophia Moon

"I'm whoever I need to be to survive."

Character Portrait: ANNA LEIGH DECLAN
ANNA LEIGH DECLAN

"When Injustice becomes the law, rebellion becomes our duty"

Character Portrait: M. Boone
M. Boone

"C'mon, h i t me. I goddamn dare ya."

Character Portrait: Roux Bates
Roux Bates

"No such thing as sunshine without a bit'a shadows"

Character Portrait: Rem Bates
Rem Bates

"Its a good night when I getta settle down with a whiskey and a lil' Honey."

Character Portrait: Harlow Brynn B.
Harlow Brynn B.

"Now go give your mamas some sugar and stop encouraging Rem."

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Character Portrait: Noel Bates
Noel Bates

"Gretna's done gone to hell in a hand basket, but us Bates, we're holdin' the handle."

Character Portrait: Roux Bates
Roux Bates

"No such thing as sunshine without a bit'a shadows"

Character Portrait: M. Boone
M. Boone

"C'mon, h i t me. I goddamn dare ya."

Character Portrait: ANNA LEIGH DECLAN
ANNA LEIGH DECLAN

"When Injustice becomes the law, rebellion becomes our duty"

Character Portrait: Harlow Brynn B.
Harlow Brynn B.

"Now go give your mamas some sugar and stop encouraging Rem."

Character Portrait: Sophia Moon
Sophia Moon

"I'm whoever I need to be to survive."

Character Portrait: Jacqueline Auguste
Jacqueline Auguste

"Have you been to church recently?"

Character Portrait: Rem Bates
Rem Bates

"Its a good night when I getta settle down with a whiskey and a lil' Honey."

Character Portrait: Marla Jean Conway
Marla Jean Conway

"Ain't nobody gotten anywhere in this world by sittin' on their hands and hopin' fer the best. If you've gotta problem, face it head on, and if you know where you wanna go, walk in a straight line."

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Character Portrait: Sophia Moon
Sophia Moon

"I'm whoever I need to be to survive."

Character Portrait: Roux Bates
Roux Bates

"No such thing as sunshine without a bit'a shadows"

Character Portrait: ANNA LEIGH DECLAN
ANNA LEIGH DECLAN

"When Injustice becomes the law, rebellion becomes our duty"

Character Portrait: Harlow Brynn B.
Harlow Brynn B.

"Now go give your mamas some sugar and stop encouraging Rem."

Character Portrait: Marla Jean Conway
Marla Jean Conway

"Ain't nobody gotten anywhere in this world by sittin' on their hands and hopin' fer the best. If you've gotta problem, face it head on, and if you know where you wanna go, walk in a straight line."

Character Portrait: Noel Bates
Noel Bates

"Gretna's done gone to hell in a hand basket, but us Bates, we're holdin' the handle."

Character Portrait: Jacqueline Auguste
Jacqueline Auguste

"Have you been to church recently?"

Character Portrait: M. Boone
M. Boone

"C'mon, h i t me. I goddamn dare ya."

Character Portrait: Rem Bates
Rem Bates

"Its a good night when I getta settle down with a whiskey and a lil' Honey."


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Just a notice that xXxCryptic-AngelxXx dropped - the character should be adoptable for replacement.

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Yonbi! We love you!

(We actually have male roles open if you're interested - no wiggling necessary)

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Darlings.

So, I won't be trying to wriggle my way into this one, but I wanted ya'll to know that I'll be watching.
From the shrubs. Under the windowsill. Pay no mind. Ohohoho.
Mostly reading and ogling because the Bates Boys' are life, srs bsn.

G'luck duckies. Mucho love, te amo, as always.

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CharlotteV wrote:Here's some 1920s Slang if anyone is in need


particularly fond of giggle water, dick, hit on all sixes, shiv and juice joint

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Here's some 1920s Slang if anyone is in need

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Sacri and I agree, he's all yours babe <3

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I did talk in chat a little but wanted to put forth an official res for Noel if thats alright.

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Lol

This is a PSA that we are not on RPG chat. The link to Vice chat can be found on the homepage in the rules section

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I definitely was using RPG's chat lol

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I'll PM you~ (also possible you're using RPG gateway chat? Which we are not)

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A little of both. If I am on Vice and click on Chat, is everyone in that chat people participating in this rp or is it a free for all? Also, not really sure what everyone is talking about in chat...if I'm even in the right one. Lol

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By how to use it or what's in it? Because sometimes trying to read it is, well, nonsense

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And I am utterly confused by the chat lol

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I will have a post up soon. I was wed yesterday do I've been somewhat swamped and I apologize for that.

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Hey guys!

As CharlotteV said, please feel free to pop in to chat.

We're getting everyone's first posts in order and plotting a lot in the chat, so it's good to stop by every now and again to stay in the loop. No specific order is in place, so just go wild whenever y'wanna' go, just make sure you read up.

We still need to fill a few slots.

For the males;
Noel - Daxton - Lux

I don't suggest doubling up for anyone who becomes overwhelmed easily.
But if anyone can handle it and likes to juggle a few roles at once, feel free to ask to reserve one of those hard headed boys.

We also have that lone FC of Amber Heard.

If no one takes Noel by the time I'm getting more than a day off every two weeks, he's mine.
But if anyone wants him --- your clock is t i c k i ng.

xoxoxoo.

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I shall post tomorrow guys \m/ gotta collab some shit but it'll be there with more drama to come

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Just a friendly reminder that we do have the chat and it's a great place to talk with everyone and group plot~

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I cant seem to get my Icon to accept a picture. It refuses. =( I have one that is in sepia and 100x100.

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Wiley wrote:Hey Sacri, wanna gimme that Awol Deputy ;)



slap maternity pants on me and call me wyby
of course

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Hey Sacri, wanna gimme that Awol Deputy ;)