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Post by Fish-legs Bob on Jun 8, 2004 10:53:34 GMT -5
Give me your character bios!!!
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Post by Jack Sparrow on Jun 9, 2004 7:47:47 GMT -5
Name: Jack Sparrow
Age: 18
Eyes: Brown. No kohl just yet.
Hair: Brown/ Black. No dreadlocks yet. It's long enough to tie back into a ponytail.
Height: about five foot seven
Weight: around 160 (a small ickle bugger really)
This is a Jack sparrow fresh outta Tortuga. The Black Pearl hasn't even entered his life, he's still pretty young. But he doesn't think he's young. He's a bit more innocent, less scars.
He's not yet become a good swordsman, he's not just developed his "swagger" yet. and I might just toss in how the whole "savvy" thing got started. If all goes well.
Around this time Jack's a small, lanky, skinny thing, a bit akward but just as crazy, and clever. He's somehow gotten himself tangled up with the Captain of the "Dancer" and is just out for a good ol' Fashion pirate treasure hunt. Nothing more. He's not the Jack any of you know from the movie time.
Hope all of you enjoy this young version of Jack. See you in there.
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Post by Fish-legs Bob on Jun 9, 2004 14:56:57 GMT -5
well, i wrote up a wonderful little bio and this *NASTY WORD* of a site wouldn't post it and i lost it, and i dont feel like appeasing it or writting it agian, but lets just let ye know, i have the captian's bio done.
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Post by Rose Glassman/Hawk Aureye on Jun 9, 2004 23:45:35 GMT -5
Grah, ditto Fishy...>< Will rewrite the whole thing later...
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Post by Fish-legs Bob on Jun 10, 2004 8:22:42 GMT -5
haha, we all need t' be more careful!! well, i've a little more patience...ill try again:
Name: Captian Farron Dominic Grave
Age: 39
A tall man of great bearing, weathered and experienced, an aging man of war. His face is long and slim, his cheeks slighty given in, gray hair pulled back into a ponytail, with a matching sea gray beard, that covers most of the lower half of his face. His eyes are a sea blue/green, pale, as if they'd seen more than their share. His voice is strong and proud, he is completely loyal to his crew and expect the same in return. Stern and resolute, although he can be cold, he expects his orders to be followed exactly to the word, the moment they are given. He wears a white shirt with a blue vest, and any color of trousers, and a ragged, clearly, very old commander's jacket on his shoulders, the faded gold tassles on the broad shoulders he carries. When the cause arrises, he dons an equaly worn commander's hat, and its rumor among the crew that he once served the british flag. His name is known and sometimes feared across the spanish Caribbean Isles, and he's been hunted across the oceans more than a few times. He's pilliaged, plundered, raided and raped, a true pirate commander at heart. He'll drink, but is not a drunk, placing limitations on his consomption of the drink. The saber at his side is as sharp as his wit, he is both the fox and the hound of the sea. An aged captian and a young Dancer, the pair will be formidable indeed.
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Post by Emma Hawkins/Rick MacKinnon on Jun 10, 2004 16:13:19 GMT -5
Okay....First off,I'll volunteer to be the prisoner....and since this is a pre-Pearl venture,I'm breaking out a character I've noted,but not really expanded upon yet...ought to be fun...
So....Introducing....
Name:(Not-Captain-Yet)Red MacKinnon
Age:Oh,we'll call him nineteen...
Eyes:Grey-blue
Hair:A red so dark that it almost appears dark brown,earning him the nickname
Height:Since I put his son at this age as 6',why not?
Yes,people...Rick's dear ol' Da'...Mind that I'm making this Bio up as I go along...
His real name is Robert,but ever since he was a small child everyone has referred to him as Red.An ambitious young man with dreams of owning his own ship,he was born in the highlands,but first saw the sea when he was twelve years old,and fell in love with it.When he was fifteen,he ran away to Tortuga,immediately taking to piracy.He is street smart,good in a fight,and an excellant card player.He likes a good strong single malt whiskey,and has not yet found a woman who can hold him down.
Four years have taught him a bit about living on his own,and he has scars to remind him of these hard-won lessons should he ever forget.He carries a pistol in his belt,and a cutlass at his side,and will not hesitate to use either if he feels threatened.He hasn't yet built himself much of a reputation outside of his Tortuga haunts,but is hoping to change all that...
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Post by Fish-legs Bob on Jun 10, 2004 16:32:05 GMT -5
Emma, Tobbsy is already playing hte prisoner, so you'll just be a crewmember, alright?
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Post by Emma Hawkins/Rick MacKinnon on Jun 11, 2004 10:04:42 GMT -5
You da man,Fishy! ^_^ Actually,I was only volunteering for that out of the small bit of goodness in me old black 'eart,I'll probably have more fun as a normal crew member!
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Post by Jack Sparrow on Jun 15, 2004 6:46:33 GMT -5
:pokes Emma's black ickle heart: fun......
Well..I'll all set to play bumbling fumbling adolesent Jack Sparrow......:ebil grin: Por ickle Jack's gonna have problems now thanks to me......bwhahahaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!!
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Post by Jessi Ferris/Ben Davidson on Jun 15, 2004 7:43:10 GMT -5
I be man. Hear me roar.
Name: Ben Davidson
Age: 32
Eyes: Very dark brown
Hair: Black
Height: 6'1
Weight: 211.4 lbs.
Ben's parents were slaves who escaped to freedom before he was born. As a free black man, Ben experienced a lot of racism, but he was generally unharmed physically. (There were a couple of incidents, though, and he has kept the memories through the years.) He came to Tortuga at the young age of 21 to escape racism, like his parents. He quickly became respected among pirate crews for his strength, agility, sharp instincts, and intense love of the sea, which developed on his trip to Tortuga. Before that, he had never even seen the ocean. He has been serving the Captain Farron Dominic Grave for several years now. Ben does not indulge himself but rarely, in both drink and women. He can be quiet, but few men mistake him for being shy. He carries a pistol, and, with great reluctance, a sword. He never quite mastered that fine art, probably because he always found that his pistol would do the job. He is, however, a reknowned brawler. Few men who have heard of him would ever fight him without weapons.
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Post by Fish-legs Bob on Jun 15, 2004 16:53:50 GMT -5
NOTE: All Spanish Armada characters DO NOT POST UNTIL I SAY, you're not part of the RPG yet. EVERYONE should probably have a crewmember player, so they can always play if they wish, and can kill that crewman later if they choose.
The inmate can post, but is trapped in a cell.
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Rymonlinéa
Councellor/First Mate
Tortuga Lord-Lady/Captain
To drink, or not to drink....that is the question...
Posts: 235
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Post by Rymonlinéa on Jun 15, 2004 17:02:12 GMT -5
Name: Mackinsly Ramirez
Age: 22
Eyes: bright Emerald
Hair: Black
Height: 5'7
Weight: 125 lbs.
Captain in Spanish Army...Ship: Fuerza Del Mar
Mackinsly, what is there to say really. She is actually, Kora in disguise *g*. I don't know how many know this, but Kora is a charrie that changes constantly in the story. She studied the arts of fighting with an old woodsman, whom she thought was just that, but later found out he was an ex-soldier. His name was Damascus and was more skilled than most, so she learn more than anyone would. Before he passed away as a result of a fatal wound caused by a poisoned arrow, he told her about the man he had been in service to. With this knowledge and that of the man whom her dear friend was in service to, she made her way to introduce herself as was Domascus's last request. Once the man realized she'd come from training with the ex-soldier, she was asked right away to join him, which she did. Serving for a short time as *captain* She was skilled in all matter of fighting, and could go from weapons to barehanded in an instant. No thought strayed when she fought, she was just as fluid as butter and was deadliest with her bare hands.
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Post by Rose Glassman/Hawk Aureye on Jun 17, 2004 2:05:31 GMT -5
Meep, hope I'm not too late with this...just got the chance to rewrite it...
Name: Mariana Blake (known as Kestrel)
Age: About 18 or 19
Eyes: Sparkling green, with a predatorial hint of gold
Hair: Light reddish brown, cut short and messy to the bottom of her neck
Height: 5'6"-ish
Weapons: She always carries at least two swords and pistols, as well as a bewildering assortment of smaller weapons on her person. Around her neck she carries a blade shaped like a large talon; she uses this to carve a K on the necks of the men she kills.
Personality: Kestrel is absolutely ferocious. With crewmates, she's got a temper of epic proportions...the motto of most brawls aboard the Dancer is "don't piss Kestrel off". She's skilled with almost any weapon you hand her; and for all her temper, she's very good at taking orders and will not talk back to the Captain. In battle, she's ruthless, not feeling the slightest qualms about having to kill or injure someone. She's small and delicate-looking, which makes people underestimate her, but it also makes her quick, flexible, and harder to catch. Despite her temper, she will usually take new crewmembers under her wing and show them about the ship. She's a good and loyal worker and friend, to the few she can call friend. She has some trust problems, and usually tends not to open up about her past or her emotions. Overall, she's a fairly nice person with a murderous, violent streak.
History: Mariana Blake was born in a small English colony to a wealthy father and an Italian mother. She grew up spoiled and happy, having all the comforts a child could wish for, until the age of 13. That was when rogue mercenaries ransacked her house, stole her family heirlooms, killed her parents, older brother, and younger sister, and raped Mariana. That was also the year that Mariana Blake disappeared. A few months later, all the men involved in the incident were found dead; a small, bleeding K was carved into all of their necks.
For the next two years, the teenage assassin Kestrel was famed throughout the Caribbean. She killed more men in those two years than many kill in their lives. Her skill - and the money she'd gained from her ventures - attracted the notice of the Dancer pirates. The first night she was put in jail, the pirates approached 15-year-old Kestrel, offering to let her out if she joined their crew and shared her profits. She agreed readily, and has been sailing with the crew for the last three or four years.
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Post by Evelyn on Jun 17, 2004 6:38:44 GMT -5
Name: Captain Fernando Cauron
Age: 35
Eyes: One brown, one blue the blue being a glass eye
Hair: Long, wild, black tresses tied into a low pony
Weight: 200 lbs.
Height: 6'0
Weapons: A spanish blade, large double barreled pistol
Ship: Santa Lucia (part of the Spanish Armada)
Scars: long diagnol scar from the tip of his brow to his eye, and from his eye to his cheek.
Personality: Captain Cauron is a stern, disciplined, and very witty man. His rage in battle is unmatchable, his judgment unquestioned by his crew, and his excellent battle skills praised. His sympathy for others is close to non existant and as such, will never hesitate to do away with anyone or anything that does not go for his crew's ultimate benefit. The only love the man senses is to Spain and its people. He is curteous, sarcastic, and commands respect. He is a true born leader and exerts strength in his simple being, thus making his crew one that will follow him to the end, although they fear him almost as much as his enemy.
He is in a word ruthless.
History: Not much is none about Fernando Cuaron before he joined the Spanish Naval forces, except that he was born in a small town outside of Madrid and that his parents are no longer with him. For a time Cuaron's only companion when he was younger, was a small dog he named "Carlos" but when the poor dog was brutally run over by a horse and cart he sought to leave Spain.
Many rumours about his crew and the Caribbean have circulated about where he had recieved the missing eye, thus prompting him to get a glass one. One rumour is that he simply went mad after his dog died and cut it out himself, another is that he was caught stealing in Spain as a boy and it was caught out in payment for his actions. The last, and the most believed, is that he simply cut the eye out when he went hungry in prison. As a boy he spent a bit of time there for his crimes and many said he was starved.
The truth about Cuaron's missing eye is unkown, only he himself knows the tale, and has yet to tell a soul of it.
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Post by Fish-legs Bob on Jun 17, 2004 11:25:41 GMT -5
lookin great guys!! those who are spaniards might also wanna consider makign crewmember bios for the Dancer, so that they can always post, though.
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