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| User: | fancyclancy (253004) |
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| Name: | fancyclancy | |||||||||
| E-mail: | wolf.carder@gmail.com | |||||||||
| Bio: | Full Name: Clancy Sackett Date of Birth and/or Age: February 17, 1837 -30 years old Sexual Preference: Heterosexual through and through Ethnic Background: Australian mixed with crazy. Occupation: Lazy ranch hand, oddly good with growing things if he can get up. Family: Lawrence (Father: Very much Alive) Abigail (Mother: Deceased) Miranda (Step-mother: Deceased) Jezebel (Step-mother: Alive) Brother (32-34: Alive) Brother (Deceased) Brother (26: Alive) Brother (Deceased) Sister (23: Alive) Sister (22: Alive) Brother (18: Alive) Sister (14: Alive) Grace (Cousin: Alive) Matthew (Uncle: Deceased) Sara (Aunt: Deceased) Current Residence: Sackett ranch outside of town. Appearance: From head to toe, Clancy stands at an even 6' 1" and is somewhat lean with it. His hair is a dark brown that's highly streaked by the sun and it always seems to manage to get into his eyes. His eyes are blue, leaning more toward a green, thanks to his momma blessing him with them. There always seems to be a beard trying to grow on his face, no matter whether he just shaved or not. His skin is tanned from working out in the sun, but if he pulls those pants off then his legs are a bit whiter than his average skin. Having worked a ranch all his life, his shoulders are broad, arms well muscled and his hands work-rough. The less clothes he can get away with wearing the better. Clancy likes his pants and shirts, boots are good until in the house where they are thrown off as quickly as possible. Personality: Always up for play, Clancy has a hard time with ranch work. It's not that he hates it, it's not that he's not good at it, he just can't get motivated unless his life is threatened. He would much rather be sitting watching the grass grow around a bathing woman, making babies, or playing his guitar or even trying to teach himself the piano. When it comes to planting time though, Clancy is right there. He likes watching things grow and caring for plants. He could work in a hay field all day, plow a garden with a mean mule any time of the week, and study the garden with a grin on his face just to pass the time. He doesn't feel that this makes him any less of a man or any more of one. A womanizer, Clancy takes his time with the ladies. In a whore house, on the street, or watching their husband go to work: Clancy likes all the women. Sometimes he can charm a woman into anything, other days he's lucky not to get shot by one. Just depends on his mood and the woman. He can do a few household chores. He can cook enough to stay alive. Clancy can clean house and do laundry, but hates doing so especially when there's someone else to do it. He likes his food, vegetables and pork are his favorites. He doesn't like choking on too many peppers or spices, but will if it means he won't starve or if it makes a woman happy. He'll do anything for his family, especially Gracie. The kid's had it rough and he thinks she deserves far better. His one fear is losing her. He only works hard for her, but he will give her a hard time about it, just because he can. A good listener, he's a good shoulder to cry on and won't ask for anything in return. Special Skills/Weapons Used: Clancy has excellent green thumbs. He can make just about anything grow out of anywhere under any conditions. He's also a rather good shot with a rifle, having to shoot at snakes and dingos his whole life. Clancy can play the guitar like no other he's ever heard, often bragging that he's the best in Australia just so he won't have anyone challenge him in the West. Weaknesses: Dogs and Clancy do not get along. No matter what he does he cannot get a dog to like him. They growl, bite and pitch a fit to get at him to tear him apart. He's also a lover not a fighter, getting into a brawl he can hold his own, but he doesn't do so well with confrontation. He will do his best to avoid a fight, even if it makes him look like a coward. Women are a very profound weakness for him, especially a hurt one or one that has had an exceptionally tough life. Clancy can read, but penmanship is best left to another as chickens can write better. He's also got to have at least one drink a night, and he prefers it in a saloon. Background: Clancy was born to a mad-house. In the outback of Australia nearly everything went. Lawrence and Abigail owned a fairly large ranch, seeing as how their only neighbors were the Aborigine and another rancher nearly 50 miles away. They needed kids, so he and his wife could have a lot of work done around the house, have the ranch kept up. Clancy was the second born of many to follow. Clancy grew up being babied by his mother and being worked to near death by his father. A few siblings later, Clancy could feel his work load lighten with each passing year and with each coming-of-age sibling. About eight years down the road, his mother gave birth to her last child. The third was the deadliest as Abigail was just far too weak to last much longer than five months after the babe was born. A year after that, Lawrence went to town and brought back a new wife. He was tired of eating whatever he and his three boys could come up with to eat. Soup was the best that any of them could ever cook. This new wife had a thing or two to teach the men of the house. She wasn't a small woman, she wasn't weak, she could beat them within an inch of their life one minute and the next coddle them like babes. Clancy loved her nearly as much as he had his own. Miranda gave Clancy three more siblings, two girls and a brother. When Clancy was 16 Miranda and the family were out camping. They were bringing in the free range steers nearby for branding and the like before taking them to market. Their camp was attacked. Two of Clancy's brothers and Miranda were killed in an onslaught of white men, English by the sounds of it. Drunken English. Clancy thought that the days of his father being married were over. That was until he saw his father heading into the city again, he came back with another wife. Hardier, rounder and a bit more mouthy. Clancy feared for his life around this woman, but she survived longer and better than the other two had. Jezebel taught Clancy how to respect all women and how to play the guitar. It was during one of his lessons that he learned of his uncle's death. He was happy to hear that his cousins were coming to stay with them. It would give him more people to interact with. Immediately falling into the 'big brother' role with Gracie, just because she was a hurt girl, Clancy stayed by her side. Wanting to help in any way he could he would joke, tease, make a fool of himself, anything to get a smile out of her. While befriending and taking what little care he could of Gracie, Jezebel had two more children added to the family. After a few years Gracie wanted to head back to the states. Being torn between wanting to stay and wanting to go with her for only a half second, Clancy packed his bags and headed back with her. She would need someone to watch her back, and he hated the thought of her being alone. Besides, there were 'adventures' to be had. | |||||||||
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| Friend of: | 23: beautserpent, boxedhershadow, cold_hard_emily, deputynatedavis, dsackett, edonovan, emptyarms, fancyclancy, jenniewren, josie_c, julian_emmerson, me_falta, memackenzie, mollyofthecorn, myria_sanchez, notaflower, opheliaspeaks, painted_lady, prettyheiress, southern_boy, stellacooper, veiledtruths, wild_at_heart | |||||||||
| Member of: | 1: oldwest_rpg | |||||||||
| Account type: | Free Patient | |||||||||
