New SorGun

Rob Horne? :)

Don't know why i thought about this name but sounds good to me ;) anyway he is just one among all the other applicants :)

The bandits fear him...

 

The people love him...

 

The west will know the power of...

 

"Magnum" Paul Brittle!

Bryan "The Kid" O'connor

harry s truman

Bufford Grills s'the name. Born suthern sie the plains.

 

EDIT: I actually spent like 20 minutes writing a whole back story to my character until I re-read your request for the name and nothing else..  bummer.

EDIT: I actually spent like 20 minutes writing a whole back story to my character until I re-read your request for the name and nothing else..  bummer.

 

I'd love to hear the story!  Bonus points for going above and beyond :)

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Just wanted to say this is a great CJ.  I was thinking of doing a late 1800s steampunk-flavored region myself, would you mind naming some of the custom content you're using?  Finding period buildings is one thing, but how are you able to keep your roads car-free?  What are you doing for electricity and water?  Any advice you can give regarding building good timber and coal mining towns would be appreciated as well.  You do such a great job of making real feeling small rural areas, something I'd love to copy.

 

Also, am I correct in detecting some influence from Sons of the Profits, the excellent book on the timber and prostitution fueled rise of Seattle?  Your CJ reminds me of it a great deal.

 

For the Sheriff, I submit the name Billy O'Dea, Irish immigrant formerly working as private security for the NPRR, but who had a falling out with the local bosses.

Sheriff? Um Ol' Billy Howe I guess... give him a nickname or something.

Ub--uhhh... Seymour Granger? :P Granger the Ranger?

I'd love to hear the story!  Bonus points for going above and beyond :)

well damn, now ya tell me. lol.... 

 

 

      Bufford Grills.... from the beginning things were never considered normal. With his mother dying at young age, an being left to be raised by his distant alcoholic father. When not at the bottom of the bottle, his father can be found at the bottom of a horse's shoe as the well known local horseshoe smith. Bufford never did finish the educational program due to being picked on by the other students. It was never a mystery whom was at the end of his mother's death. But this was only till the bullies found out who they were really trying to bully. Bufford found he had a knack with the knuckles. Soon he was no longer picked on, and some what feared by others. Since school was an uneasy experience, and a distant relationship with is father, whom is Bufford's only living familiar kin, decides to set out for the open roads. Deep inside there's always been a desire for something more grandiose than the simple life. After a few years of bouncing around from place to place, job to job, and a few fisticuffs later, it was time to offer his services to good ole'Mr.Uncle Sam. Cause of Buffurd's ways with the fists, skills, and knowledge from the years on the road, it was no wonder he found himself rising through the ranks quicker than most. With high praise from his comrades and also his superiors, he achieved Captain sooner than any other soldier before his time. Now with 20yrs active service, several front line tours, and a few battle commands under his belt, it was time to settle down for something a bit more local and relaxing. Bufford retired with some of the highest honors a soldier can receive during their duty. From a story told, during a stint in the ditch by a fellow soldier, about a place called Porthaven, set his sites to stake some roots in this town he'll soon start calling home. Once Mr.Grills settles in to his new home, it's time to get familiar with the people of the town, and what better way than knocking on the local sheriff's office to offer his skills to protect the ones he now calls neighbors.

 

FYI: since the original was kind of spare of the moment that I ran with, this version is more of a second draft (of what I can remember), with a few more bits added or changed. Please keep in mind that writing was/is not my specialty. It's rather a rare occassion to catch me actually writing/creating a story in the moment. Apologize for any grammatical imperfections. lol.

 

EDIT: This character is completely fictional in every way. Everything kind of came to me after reading your request and a few of the comments.

1880 so the intercontinental railroad has been completed. Will you go through the entire historical development of this region? I think electricity may come soon maybe 1890ish? start getting electric streetcars then trams and elevated rail etc. then car later. Then we could see like before and after photo's. Looks really good, good job.

Gotta be Andy Griffith Sr...
Deputy Barney Fife, Sr.

What could be better? If it was an English town I'd suggest Sheriff Nottingham

"China" Rad Coffinson, because when Rad drops you, you break like fine china.  Hm.  He might make an even better bandit, now that I think about it.  Or better yet, a bandit turned sheriff!  Who better to be a scourge of the underworld than a man who was once a major part of it!  Of course, he only turned 'good' because the money was 'good,' too, and the way the railways went about the whole property grab thing, we're not talking about a bunch of people who are real high on ethics.

 

Unless of course, I'm thinking of a different town.  Then you can ignore this completely :D

 

EDIT: they had china in the States in the 1880s, right?

1880 so the intercontinental railroad has been completed. Will you go through the entire historical development of this region? I think electricity may come soon maybe 1890ish? start getting electric streetcars then trams and elevated rail etc. then car later. Then we could see like before and after photo's. Looks really good, good job.

1890s seems early for electrification of such a fairly small, remote area, although if the population really explodes in the next 10 years you might start to see it in the more developed areas.

The Injun John "Red" Hoffman. Fastest draw north of the Sacramento. Hasn't got a backstory, though (yet).

 

either that or James "Rooster" Cogburn, provided, of course, that he sober up (just a little bit, anyways).

Samuel Langhorne "Slappy" Apperson, buffalo hunter, gambler, army scout, frontier lawman, US Marshall, collector of shot glasses, dime store novelist, and newspaperman.  It was rumoured that he once slapped Wyatt Earp on a dare, (Or was it a bet?) but this was later disproved.  He came to Porthaven after a run in with George Hearst in Deadwood, SD, in which he taught him a lesson by publicly slapping him upside his rather large head, in a completely humiliating encounter.  This was substantiated by a report in the March 6th, 1879 issue of the Deadwood Pioneer, and was highly regarded as a coup by Native Americans and Al Swearengen.  From that point on, Apperson became a legend for slapping many outlaws, including Johnny Ringo and Butch Cassidy.  He was so feared for his slapping that he never used his firearm to take another man's life.  It was not only the strength of the slapping, but how he was able to completely surprise the unfortunate law breaker...they never saw it coming.  They could only crawl away, muttering, "Ah, go slap yourself..." or later claim that they had slapped Apperson's horse in a futile attempt to regain their dignity. Apperson slapped his way to law and order in a lawless time, and later retired to write a newspaper column and enjoy a favorite pastime of trout fishing, which he also used to slap any stray offenders.