"They Call Me Jackaroe:" F Seeking M for Historical RP [Closed]

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Taken!

[Already have a few takers for this plot. Consider it now closed. For posterity's sake, I've preserved the idea below. I could always open it up again later, should the mood strike.]

"They Call Me Jackaroe" - M/F, Historical, Light/Romance*

* (could be darker, depending on partner)

I'm looking for a partner for a roleplay inspired by the traditional ballad "Jackaroe," about a young woman who disguises herself as a man to follow her lover to war. (A version of the lyrics can be found below, as well as the version by Rasputina, although other, more famous, interpretations by Bob Dylan, the Grateful Dead, and the like are out there too).

We certainly need not follow the plot of the song exactly, and I welcome any changes/deviations from the plot you may have to offer! (If the idea makes you think of a notorious female pirate or highwaywoman in disguise, go for it! I love it when my partners bring creative notions to the table I wouldn't have expected or thought of myself. We can crank up the rating from "light" to whatever the idea calls for, if need be).

I'm looking for someone to play the male role and would prefer a partner comfortable with a slower posting rate.

Please check out my O/O's linked below, and if interested, send me a PM!

Lyrics

There was a wealthy merchant
In London he did dwell
He had a lovely daughter
The truth to you I'll tell
Oh the truth to you I'll tell

She had sweethearts a-plenty
And men of high degree
There was none but Jack the sailor
Her true love e'er could be

Now Jack he's gone a-sailing
With trouble on his mind
To leave his native country
And his darling girl behind

She went into a tailor's shop
And dressed in men's array
And stepped on board a vessel
To convey herself away

Before you step on board, sir
Your name I'd like to know
She smiled all on her countenance
They call me Jackaroe

Your waist is light and slender
Your fingers are neat and small
Your cheeks too red and rosy
To face the cannonball

I know my waist is slender
My fingers are neat and small
But it would not make me tremble
To see ten thousand fall

The war soon being over
They hunted all around
And among the dead and dying
Her darling boy she found

She picked him up all in her arms
And carried him to the town
And sent for a physician
Who quickly healed his wounds

This couple they got married
So well did they agree
This couple they got married
So why not you and me

Audio

http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_detailpage&v=HRz-hU2-XhY