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Post by Hawkeyes258 on Jan 5, 2017 17:46:54 GMT -5
Uh oh XD)
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Post by Nighteyes on Jan 5, 2017 17:48:11 GMT -5
((Selene, to maybe make Mason a little jealous))
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Post by chesshirelocke on Jan 5, 2017 17:52:22 GMT -5
(Lol That would be good too, Someone trying to woo Selene, while she is trying to woo Mason and fend her man. XD0
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Post by Nighteyes on Jan 5, 2017 17:56:47 GMT -5
((I am definitely making a new guy now...or gal x'D))
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Post by chesshirelocke on Jan 5, 2017 17:57:32 GMT -5
(lols XD)
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Post by Kass the Travelling Minstrel on Jan 5, 2017 18:22:04 GMT -5
Mmmm I kinda wanna add another character but tbh is that even a good idea for me
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Post by chesshirelocke on Jan 5, 2017 18:24:55 GMT -5
(If you want, I have a Romani girl i'm adding XD)
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Post by Nighteyes on Jan 5, 2017 18:28:38 GMT -5
((Name: Vincent ‘Vince’ Regent
Description: Standing at 5’11, Vincent works several jobs to keep himself afloat, although he is always looking for other ways to make money. He wears a royal blue, tight fitted waistcoat, and a red scarf, as well as beige trousers and black shoes. From his clothing, he might appear well off but those are the only things he has of any worth.
Age: 23
Personality: Vincent is a generally friendly character; always smiling and making conversation with people, although it doesn’t take much to put him in a bad mood, and it takes a lot to then remove him from said mood. He has a particular dislike towards those who discriminate against people for who they are; whether they have powers, have different coloured skin or aren’t human.
What you are: Magician
Rank: Civilian (for now; he may join Selene’s crew if she lets him)
Weapons: Short daggers across his backside, 2 pistols at his hip and a sword on his waist. He also carries a staff with a sharpened metal point on one end and a jewel set into the other.
Backstory: Born to a rich family, he lived well whilst he was still young, until pirates found that his family was a suitable target. He escaped with a small pouch of coins and a gold pocket watch that once belonged to his father, an item that he still has in his possession. After that he managed to get a job and a cheap room to live in, and has been surviving ever since on what he could earn in the town. He has always known he could use magic, and has made his own staff to be able to keep his powers under control, as it acts as a conduit to help direct his magic when he casts a spell.
Crush: Selene (After meeting her)
Significant Other: none
Other: Shiver me Timbers
SN: Nighteyes))
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Post by chesshirelocke on Jan 5, 2017 18:30:46 GMT -5
(lol a magician. This is going to be interesting XD)
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Post by Nighteyes on Jan 5, 2017 18:34:45 GMT -5
((A heavily armed magician x'D))
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Post by Hawkeyes258 on Jan 5, 2017 18:37:19 GMT -5
(Just know Mason does like Selene and he will be ticked/jealous when he sees someone trying to woo Selene and it looks to be working)
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Post by Hawkeyes258 on Jan 5, 2017 18:44:40 GMT -5
Mmmm I kinda wanna add another character but tbh is that even a good idea for me (*Whispers* Do it!)
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Post by liz on Jan 5, 2017 18:45:23 GMT -5
Stepping into the pub, Jack let her eyes roam and she gave a short nod to the bartender who raised an empty glass up to her before filling it with her usual. "See any Navy men, boys?" She asked Henry and Jeremiah, her eyes staying glued to her drink rather than roaming the rather crowded pub. Making her way to the bar, she kept her head raised high as she ignored the cat calls and wolf whistles she received. Grabbing her drink, she emptied it in one fell swoop and sighed before turning around, her eyes slowly trailing across the room.
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Post by chesshirelocke on Jan 5, 2017 18:48:34 GMT -5
(lol that's what we were thinking XD)
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Post by amberice on Jan 5, 2017 18:56:50 GMT -5
Ceto let out an affirmative grunt, understanding now why she'd never seen anyone like him. If he was one of the last of his race, then it would make sense then. And his explanation of how he came to end up with the humans also gave the reason for why he didn't speak the language. He certainly seemed a little uncomfortable though. Not that she cared much, she was having far too much fun, "So you're a human pet then? But I've never seen a member of the merfolk walk on land before, is that something your kind can do?" She moved closer, silver eyes looking over every inch of him from head to tail.
The Bloody Rose certainly suited its name. The ship bobbed off the coast of the Summer Isle, red sails neatly hoisted. It had been a long day. Floating planks and bits of wreckage surrounded the boat as the current gently pulled at what remained of the merchant vessel they had just raided. Several of its crew, watched carefully by the pirates of the Bloody Rose, loaded the stolen cargo into the hold. John Wyndham sat on a nearby barrel, shirtless and enjoying the warm winds. His soft blue eyes watched the comings and goings with childlike enthusiasm and he eyed some of the captives with a wide smile that made his intentions perfectly clear. But he was saving that for later. Now, they had to get underway. They'd been terrorizing this region for several weeks now and it was time to move on to new hunting grounds. At his command, several sailors sprinted up the rigging and soon the red sails were catching the wind. The Bloody Rose wasted no time in getting underway and soon they were heading into the open ocean and new prey.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 5, 2017 18:59:52 GMT -5
Name: Klaus Schiffer Description: Klaus has wavy light orangish-brown hair that stops just past his ears. He stands about five foot eight and has dark brown eyes. He usually wears a black dress shirt, a red tie that is always too loose, tan capris that stop at his knees, an army green colored jacket, long black socks that go until about his knees, and tan boots. He also has a tan belt that is shaped in an 'x' and he has white bandages on his neck that cover up a tattoo he has. Age: 18 Personality: Klaus is very observant and tries his best to be fearless. He would much rather talk things out than getting into a fight. What you are: human? Rank: knight/guard Weapons: Two swords on either side of his belt. Backstory: He was stolen away from his parents at a young age and never was old enough to remember who they are. Crush: Becca (whenever they meet) Significant Other: Other: shiver my timbers SN: schrei
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Post by chesshirelocke on Jan 5, 2017 19:03:07 GMT -5
(lol welcome aboard .u.)
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Post by Deleted on Jan 5, 2017 19:04:33 GMT -5
(Hey sorry it took me so long cx snow equals slow internet. and thank you chessirelocke!)
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Post by Hawkeyes258 on Jan 5, 2017 19:05:09 GMT -5
(Welcome and I will add soon)
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Post by chesshirelocke on Jan 5, 2017 19:06:26 GMT -5
(YOur welcome .u. Schrei may I ask a question? XD)
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Post by The Blue Adept on Jan 5, 2017 19:06:53 GMT -5
[ good lord ]
Ambrose snorted into his hands and ducked back down into the crow's nest, more than satisfied with the outcome of his 'meddling'. It was better than letting things get out of hand, plus it was hilarious. Mason should've known better anyways. Every day Ambrose was more and more surprised by these pirates. He honestly wasn't sure what he expected.
Charles just grumbled into his glass, eyebrow twitching as he fought the urge to retort something back. He knew better than to argue with Vihaan, or any one of his crew really. They weren't Navy men that followed orders to a T, and he wasn't going to waste his breath, especially not in a pub. "Everything's fine. I'm just-" he started, pausing mid gesture as he noticed the crew that walked into the pub. Without a second thought, he downed the rest of his drink, pointed a finger at Vihaan, and got to his feet. "If anyone asks, I wasn't here okay?"
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Post by chesshirelocke on Jan 5, 2017 19:07:18 GMT -5
Selene was too angry to do anything. She was trying to keep herself from crying. She couldn't help it. Though she instantly took a knife and stabbed it into the table with the map. She quickly started to map a few things as she slowly stopped crying. She knew Mason was that type, heck she was that type. The one to flirt. She didn't understand why it would hurt her so much.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 5, 2017 19:08:21 GMT -5
(Alright Hawk Uh what is it chesshire (if I may call you that?))
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Post by Nighteyes on Jan 5, 2017 19:08:47 GMT -5
Jeremiah watched as Charles stood, before leaning on the bar. "He's about to leave." He muttered to Jacqueline, jerking his head in the man's direction. "I'm assuming that's our man."
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Post by chesshirelocke on Jan 5, 2017 19:10:05 GMT -5
(Lol yeah :3 You can call me chess, chesshire, locke, lol anything is ok :3 Are you actually german or were you learning it in school? I'm just asking because I took four years in german and two years in french. XD)
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