Greatest Gunslinger that ever lived
"How do you like
my moustache now?"
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Post by Doc Holliday on Mar 25, 2020 0:48:55 GMT
darlin' I'M EVERYBODY'S TYPE So much had happened in the span of a few days. Leaving town, returning to town, getting tied up, breaking out, helping save the town . . . Dolls leaving, Bobo getting sent back to hell and then of course, there was Willa. Yes. A great deal had happened indeed. And perhaps the most traumatizing was that a creature had eaten his hat. For the first time since he could remember, he was hatless. And then Wynonna made a joke about a hat rack.
He supposed he could appreciate it . . . despite being hatless. Truth was, he felt rather . . . touched. Because nothing had been altered in the room he once lodged in. The bed was still there. Everything was still there. It took him a few moments to process that as he walked into the barn, reaching for his hat that was not there. "Well then, it is a good thing I am currently without one." There was a clear tone of mourning in his voice, and disturbance over his lacking accessory. Because, it wasn't good at all.
Continuing to look around he turned his head to rest his gaze on her. "Everything is as it was." He had taken what few belongings he had, but he would have thought they'd turn this place into something else. Hell, he even expected Waverly to have redecorated with her tiny pillows.
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Post by Doc Holliday on Mar 25, 2020 0:37:12 GMT
darlin' I'M EVERYBODY'S TYPE The number of times this confounded piece of trash fell over was impossible to recount. Perhaps comparable to the number of curses Henry had made quietly under his breath. Though he knew his actions of kicking it were far from subtle. Especially with the Earp ladies watching him. There was a great deal that he had to learn about this . . . modern age. The way people spoke, the way they dressed . . . so much was different. And while that was to be expected, it made it no less overwhelming.
Stopping his work as he noticed Wynonna approach, Doc reached into his coat pocket and pulled out a smoke, along with a lighter. He didn't fail to notice the way she leaned on it . . . and the way it leaned with her. Confounded contraption indeed! "Why thank you," he said with a half smile when she complimented his work, though his response holding a flirtation teasingly suggesting she was referring to something else. "As you can tell, a skilled handyman, I am not." Gunslinger, yes. Poker expert, indeed. But apparently, putting up a mailbox was far harder than it looked. "It should hold though. Provided no one shoots it down for a while." Another tease. Clearly, her joke had gone right over his head.
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Greatest Gunslinger that ever lived
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Post by Doc Holliday on Mar 24, 2020 23:28:50 GMT
"Son, I’m frickin’ Doc Holliday"
Character Basics
"Yes, that Doc Holliday."
.:Name of Character:. John Henry Holliday .:Species:. Human .:Alias:. Doc
Appearance
"Darlin’ I’m everybody’s type."
.:Physical Appearance:. Doc is of average height and medium build. He has blue eyes, long brown, straight hair that passes his ears, and a thick brown moustache. He is not often seen out and about without his signature hat one that had to be replaced many a times. His style of dress is that of the time he is from: the late 1800s, early 1900s, though he is learning to modernize his look at least a little. .:Height:. 5"11 .:Portrayed by:. Tim Rozon
Personality
"My vast wisdom is a burden." .:Personality:. There are many aspects to the personality of Doc Holliday. He can be incredibly charming and charismatic -- when he wants to be -- enjoying engaging in flirtatious conversations with women. He considers himself a gentleman -- when he wants to be -- and enjoys having the room's attention. Whether its with what he likes to claim is his natural charm, or with his gripping stories. Though he portrays the idea that he is a lone wolf, a 'no attachment' kind of person . . . deep down, he is the exact opposite. He craves affection and desires to love and be loved. Despite his seemingly frequent and fleeting 'encounters' with women, he does fall for a few every now and then, and when he does . . . he falls hard.
To those he holds dear to his heart, he is emphatically loyal to them and protective of them. He is willing to walk through any dangers and take any risks to ensure their safety. That being said, there are occasions where he makes decisions for his own self interest; ones that could be deemed as selfish. His crippling fear of death has led him on dark paths and decisions that he wishes he could change; deals he wish he could take back. But underneath those layers of seemingly nonchalant, passive and solitary tendencies . . . is an emotional, sensitive and longing man. .:Abilities:. Doc is perhaps best known for his legendary gunsman skills, recognized for being the fastest draw, with impeccable aim. He is also incredibly skilled with other weapons such as daggers, and is an expert hunter and tracker. Added to his abilities, is perhaps how resourceful he can be and his many years of obtaining knowledge from the world around him. He is also an expert gambler (poker being his favourite) and can often tell when a person is lying/bluffing by reading their poke face. .:Weaknesses:. Doc is not as skilled as others in hand to hand combat; he feels far more comfortable with a gun in his hand, and a few in his belt. He also is a bit . . . behind the times. While he is learning about technology, he is still adapting to the modern world after being so far removed from it for over a century. Thirdly, he has severe claustrophobia due to having hidden as a child, and of course being stuck in a well. His fear of small dark places can cause him to act irrationally and do whatever it takes to get out of them -- or avoid going in them to begin with. He also has a fear of heights.
History
"We all make deals we regret."
.:Birthplace:. Griffin, Georgia .:Family:. Mother and father both deceased .:Occupation:. | Dentist | Professional Gambler | Gunslinger | Bar owner | .:Current Location of Residence:. Purgatory .:History:. John Henry Holliday was born on August 14th, 1851. He was small city kind of boy, growing up in a humble family. The first, and perhaps most life changing moment occurred when he was 14 years old: his mother was sick. They had diagnosed her with tuberculosis and she was bed ridden when he was of this age. Because of its contagious nature, she was quarantined. Unable to bare the separation, Doc hid under the floor boards to see her, hearing her agony and suffering day after day . . . until she passed. He too contracted the disease however it did not stop him from carrying on his path. He became a dentist, as well as a gambler in his spare time, developing quite the reputation as such. The next life altering occurrence in his life took place in Texas, where he saved a lawman by the name of Wyatt Earp. The two became extremely close, and he rode with Wyatt, taking down fugitives and those who abused the law.
As he grew older however, his symptoms became stronger and more severe By the time he was in his mid to late 30s, he knew he was dying. This fear of imminent death, prompted him to make a deal with the devil -- almost literally. He was given eternal longevity, curing him of this wretched illness . . . but little did he know the cost it would come at. His best friend and brother of heart, Wyatt Earp was heartbroken when he found out what Doc had done and parted ways with him. To make matters worse, Doc was forced into a well, never to be found for the intention behind it was to further pain Wyatt Earp when news of his best friend having gone missing spread through the lands. Doc spend 130 years at the bottom of the well, outliving heir after heir . . . until one in particular just so happened to leave the rope dangling, allowing Doc to free himself and start on this new path . . . one that he would stumble upon as soon as he realized just how much the world had changed since his day.
Member Info
"I do hate goodbyes." .:Name or Online Alias:. euphoria .:How Did You Find Us:. Wouldn't you like to know!
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"The Wikipedia."
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