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Post by 21 Guns on Jan 3, 2017 19:00:50 GMT -5
THanks ^u^
Can't wait to see your guys art.
Also hes a wolf not cat. ))
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Post by Bloodrose on Jan 3, 2017 19:03:05 GMT -5
((Yo Hawky, stuff like Pyrokinesis allowed?))
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Post by Hawkeyes258 on Jan 3, 2017 19:04:27 GMT -5
Ya)
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Post by Bloodrose on Jan 3, 2017 19:19:38 GMT -5
((do you mind if I make my own ship? Sorry to be a nuisance lol))
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Post by amberice on Jan 3, 2017 19:27:43 GMT -5
Name: 'Blond' John Wyndham Description: A short, stocky man, John stands just around 5'3" with a muscular, stout build. He is a very hairy young man, with thick blond curls, a braided beard that men twice his age would be jealous of, and is generally hairy all over. Very hairy. His rather round, almost boyish face is tanned from life out on the ocean and his hooded, sleepy eyes are a soft, pale blue. His dress is especially casual, consisting of a loose white shirt and long, tattered pants. He does prefer to go shirtless though, much to the chagrin of his crew. He does have his fair share of scars and a tattoo of a swallow carrying a dripping rose on his upper back. Age: 24 Personality: A jovial, relaxed man, John seems to be the simple sort. He's very much interested in his drink and his treasure and seems to ignore all else. However, his crew knows him better. His soft eyes are like that of a hawk and there is nothing on his ship that goes on without him knowing. He's far more dangerous than he initially seems, being an ambitious, careful, and brutal man. He values his own gains above the happiness of his crew and only succeeds in leading them by making it clear that they would never succeed without him. And while he's drinking and lying around in his cabin, he's constantly planning their next raid and looking for new ways to gain influence across the seas. What you are: Human Rank: Captain of the Bloody Rose Weapons: a boarding axe Backstory: Once a simple lad accompanying his father, a merchant, John Wyndham got very unlucky. Boarded and captured by pirates, John witnessed the death of his father and many of the crew in the bloody confrontation. He was nearly killed himself when he convinced the captain that he could sail. Managing to weasel his way on board the pirate vessel, John spent years working as a deck hand before he was able to make his move. In a bloody coup, he managed to kill the captain and assert himself as leader, with those who chose to oppose him soon facing a watery grave and, ever since, he's managed to rename his vessel and create a bloody reputation as a ruthless man Crush: none Significant Other: none Other: shiver me timbers SN: AMberice
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Post by Bloodrose on Jan 3, 2017 20:01:10 GMT -5
(( Name: Abel Description: 5'1", Abel is extremely thin and lithe; almost like a cat, with wide, innocent eyes that are a deep brown ringed with amber, and a scruffy overall appearance. His hair is mousy brown and shaggy. He usually wears a torn white jerkin with baggy brown trousers and a black belt on which he hangs two very lethal daggers, made of silver, and engraved with strange markings- the hilts are black leather. He usually runs around barefoot, his feet, ankles and lower legs perpetually wrapped in white bandages, as are his upper arms. Age: 12 Personality: Abel is, to say the least, a little shht. He is extremely mischievous and sly, with an extremely annoying childish charm that is very easy to fall for. He can charm the socks off of anyone- and their jewellery, and their wallet, and their- you get the point. He likes to be in control of his situation at all times and has a very hot temper, combined with a loud voice that sometimes breaks when he shouts. What you are: Human Rank: right now, Civilian (he'll join a pirate crew later on- whoever he runs into/steals from first lol.) Weapons: two silver daggers with black leather hilts and strange engravings on the blade. They look far too expensive to be in the hands of this kid. He bites and Abel also has Pyrokinesis. Backstory: Abel lived a relatively decent life with his parents before he reached the age of 5, when they died in a fire that he accidentally caused, burning the house down to ashes. He survived to the streets and ended up joining a ragtag group of street-orphans, and stayed with them for years- at the age of 8 he ended up taking over the leadership role of the group, and has been the head-honcho ever since. He has never once been caught as he is as slippery as an eel and as quick as a ferret- he can weasel his way out of most any situation without fail. His small size makes him able to get into many, many small spaces without fail, and slip through most bars on cells. Crush: N/A Significant other: N/A Other: (Shiver me Timbers 😂) SN: Bloodrose
Name: Drake 'Dragon' Omen Description: Drake stands at 6'6" and is all lean muscle and flashy white, wolfish grins, with bright green eyes and long lashes. His wavy blond hair is long to his shoulder blades and he usually keeps it tied up in a bun with a black ribbon. His skin is tanned and scattered with scars, the most prominent one a long scar stretching from under his ear, down his neck, across his torso and to his hip. His voice is a deep and pleasant purr. He wears practical black boots and long hooded coats to conceal his weapons. His back has a massive tattoo of a black wingless dragon, covering the entirety of the torso. Age: 23 Personality: Sharp of wit and sharp with sword; he is a charmer all right and definitely to be wary of. If he doesn't cut you with his sword he'll cut you with his attitude and sharpen his tongue on you with his sarcastic remarks. He's got a good sense of humour and is a generally jolly fellow, unless you get on his bad side- when angered he is a fearful force to be reckoned with, his gaze slicing into you like a predator ready to pounce. What you are: Human Rank: Captain of The Hydra's Envy Weapons: he uses a rapier combined with a knife; the hold of the rapier is gold, shaped like a dragon and twists around ones wrist, the eyes embedded with flashing rubies. The knife is sharp and the blade has bumps in order to slow oncoming blows; the hilt is black, the pommel shaped like a crown. Backstory: Drake was the bas***d son of a prostitute in a run-down village. He had a horrid upbringing, often left alone in their shamble of a shack, and at the age of 14 his mother died from illness. He's slowly worked his way up to the top, and at the age of 18 became the captain of his ship. He's currently doing quite well for himself. Crush: N/A Significant other: N/A Other: Drake is Bisexual. (Shiver me timbers) SN: Bloodrose
The Hydra's Envy - A large and imposing ship with black sails; the captain of this ship is friendly and the crew relatively laid back unless they want to get their hands on something. An unusually cheerful lot. This ship prefers to board, rather than fight it out through canon-fire.
Name: Mariah Jayne Description: Mariah is 5'9 and has a very curvy body. Her skin is pale and covered in freckles, her hair a deep red that is cut short into a mohawk type style, usually brushed over onto one side of her head. She has a pierced lip and plenty of ear-piercings as well. There is a tattoo of a raven on one shoulder, and crossed-swords on another. She wears leather chest armour and leather arm guards. Age: 28 Personality: Mariah is a 'take no cr*p from anything or anyone' type of person, and she is very blunt. Her tongue serves out daily verbal lashings and she is very easily annoyed, irritated by the smallest things. Other than this, Mariah is what you could call a 'seductress'; or even a Siren. She often lures men in only to take a bite and send them packing again- she's never settled down with anyone. What you are: Human Rank: (can she be first mate of the Bloody Rose? If not just make her a crew member) Weapons: Mariah is a sharp-shot and uses two gold-plated pistols- not usually together- and if close-combat calls, she settles for just using a normal short sword. Backstory: Mariah used to be a prostitute before her village was raided by pirates. Taken as a prize, she was trapped on the ship for two years before she finally killed the captain and slaughtered half the crew, before escaping. Angry at what had happened, she cut off her hair and vowed to ever be used again: she taught herself self defence and attitude and one day she got into the crew of the Bloody Rose. Crush: N/A Significant other: N/A Other: (shiver me timbers) SN: Bloodrose
These look ok? ^.^))
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Post by Hawkeyes258 on Jan 3, 2017 20:24:27 GMT -5
((do you mind if I make my own ship? Sorry to be a nuisance lol)) (You aren't being a nuisance :3)
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Post by Hawkeyes258 on Jan 3, 2017 20:25:14 GMT -5
I shall add )
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Post by liz on Jan 3, 2017 20:43:32 GMT -5
"In any other case, you two would both be right." Jacqueline said, her eyes staying on a ship further down the dock. "But in this case, you couldn't be more wrong. I think our man is fumbling with crates and not living up to his name."
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Post by The Blue Adept on Jan 3, 2017 21:02:18 GMT -5
[ ooooh two new captains. i love them!! also wow i love that John's nickname is just Blond ]
"Merperson...?" Charles echoed, whipping his head back around to stare at the water. He watched it for a moment, unwilling to believe Mitzi at face value, after all she'd pulled one over him more than once. He stared at the open crate, the loose biscuits floating in the water, and for just a split second saw something grab one and pull it under. Well great, he'd been made a fool by a fish. He frowned at the water, as if the merperson could see his disapproving expression, then turned away on his heel. "Fine. Where do you want to head first?" Charles asked, heading down the dock.
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Post by 21 Guns on Jan 3, 2017 21:15:41 GMT -5
So like Blue I'm not sure but where they going to go to a pub at some point? Maybe they could meet Vihaan there. ))
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Post by Hawkeyes258 on Jan 3, 2017 21:17:23 GMT -5
Kewl lol)
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Post by amberice on Jan 3, 2017 21:20:20 GMT -5
Ceto made quick work of several biscuits, drawing each one underwater and eating happily. However, soon they were too soggy for even herself to enjoy and she let what remained dissolve into the water. Grabbing the crate, she swum it back towards the dock and with a small little smile, reared up out of the water to deposit it back onto the dock with a clunk. As she did, she took a closer look at the two as they walked away. They both looked rather fancy, with the large blue coats that seemed to signify that these were the slightly more civilized ones. Though she made that assumption based solely on the fact that ships with those humans on board tended to have crew members with cleaner clothes. The brief tidbit of conversation she'd heard implied they'd be pushing off soon and she lifted herself a little further onto the dock to see which ship they were boarding.
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Post by Kass the Travelling Minstrel on Jan 3, 2017 21:39:39 GMT -5
Mitzi gave a small smile and noise of smugness. Charles might often underestimate her, but she knew her stuff, that was for sure. Surviving as a hunter, being a monster herself- it aided someone with her lifestyle. "Well, I don't know who offered up that pub idea, but I really think we should give that one a try." Falling into step beside him, she looked around. "Probably rations. And rum. Gotta grab lots of that. I'm running out of my secret stash. Do we need more clothing? Have they sent word of our next case, yet? Because what if we need a different change of clothes?"
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Post by Hawkeyes258 on Jan 3, 2017 23:11:01 GMT -5
Bump did I miss a reply or?)
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Post by Hawkeyes258 on Jan 3, 2017 23:26:32 GMT -5
Mason makes his way over to Becca. "Um what are you doing"? He asked wondering what she was doing.
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Post by Hawkeyes258 on Jan 3, 2017 23:39:53 GMT -5
"You wanna see the ocean"? Mason asked even though that seemed obvious. He was more than happy to let her see it. Wasn't like Becca could actually go anywhere.
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Post by Hawkeyes258 on Jan 4, 2017 0:04:45 GMT -5
"Follow me." Mason said leading her to the upper deck and moves to the railing. By now the ship was starting to sail away from Bronze City.
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Post by Hawkeyes258 on Jan 4, 2017 0:37:03 GMT -5
Mason uses a knife laying conveniently near by to cut her bindings. "How is that"?
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Post by Hawkeyes258 on Jan 4, 2017 1:31:35 GMT -5
"You are to stay here." Mason said in a casual tone. He turned and holds his hand out to her. "Mason Hillcove at your service."
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Post by Hawkeyes258 on Jan 4, 2017 1:43:52 GMT -5
"You will get your time soon enough." Mason makes his way above deck and opens up the little hatch. He helps her out and moves to the railing.
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