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Gospel_of_Winchester Captain
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 Posted: Sun Feb 03, 2008 7:06 pm
The sea... the ocean... water... it's one thing that draws men and women from their homes like moths to a flame. Most human, some Elves, many of other origins, lengthening the diversity of the pirating line of work.
They are called, evil, ill intent, black hearted, cold blooded, heartless, and cruel... but who ever took the time to know them?
here we have the chance to make our pirate, our own definition of their kind. the limit is four people. you may make or use an icon such as Davey Jones or Callipso as one of your own characters to give your own take.
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Posted: Sun Feb 03, 2008 7:09 pm
Character outlines:
Name:
Age:
Race:
Pirate or no?
Appearance: ((pic or description))
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Gospel_of_Winchester Captain
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Gospel_of_Winchester Captain
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Posted: Sun Feb 03, 2008 7:12 pm
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Posted: Mon Feb 04, 2008 12:18 pm
Name: Vada Age: ?? Appears to be in her late teens/early twenties Race: Siren Pirate or no? Pirate-ish. Appearance:  Vada is being held as a prisoner due to her race's ability to control the surrounding weather on the sea. She is kept with a shackle around her ankle, and a long reaching chain, preventing her escape. While on land her captain pulls her around as a pet. She keeps her human-ish form, making it easier for her to get around.
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LostInATinCan Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Feb 04, 2008 3:22 pm
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Posted: Tue Feb 05, 2008 7:48 pm
Name: Ayana Age: 59 ( looks around 18 ) Race: Shadow Demon Pirate or no? Pirate Appearance:  Name: Vrehil Kain Age: 19 Race: Human (poor guy) Pirate or no? Pirate Appearance: He has long brown hair (usually tied back), light blue eyes, and usually wears a load of black to fit in with the night.
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Gospel_of_Winchester Captain
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Posted: Thu Feb 07, 2008 5:27 pm
((Now I'm not using the entire 1 day every 10 years thing... so... just so ya know))
"The king and his men,
Stole the Queen from her bed,
And bound her in her bones,
The seas be ours,
And bide their powers,
Were we will we'll roam
Yo ho,
All Together,
Hoist the colors high,
Heave ho,
Thieves and beggars,
Never shall we die," The soft voice, almost deep and haunting, stopped as the owner looked out over the nearest port. red eyes narrowed and the Incubus hissed silently. Time for his crew to take a little break...
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Posted: Fri Feb 08, 2008 1:39 pm
Vada was standing near her captain at the port's local tavern. The large drunken man had a shakle around the girl's leg, the other end of the chain on his wrist, as if she were a dog on a leash. Every so often, the large bearded man would make a large gesture with his hand and pulled at the chain, causing the frail girl to loose her ballance and stumble.
The captain was seated at a large table in the middle of the Tavern, well lost in a game of cards...his pretty little siren at his side like a trophy.
Vada wore very little, just a white cut of material around her thin waist. Wether this was by choice, or not has yet to be known.
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Gospel_of_Winchester Captain
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Posted: Fri Feb 08, 2008 5:20 pm
With a laugh, Qainfan stumbled slightly, helping to steady his drunken first mate. The man beside him sang out roughly, his voice carrying in a slurred mixture of hiccups and belches. A pint was held firmly in one of his strong, calloused hands as he sang out multiple shanty's at once. Rolling his eyes behind his thin rimmed glasses, Qainfan finally ushered the man into a seat, still laughing.
"old man! One of these days I won't be heaar to save your a**...' He chuckled out, taking a seat across from him.
"Aye! Instead y'll be looking at somethin' as fine as that there Siren over thar!" The other laughed. Qainfan followed his gaze and frowned.
"such a curse it is to see a creature of the sea trapped such as that..." the young catain mused to himself.
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Posted: Fri Feb 08, 2008 5:37 pm
Vrehil sat in the farthest, and one of the darkest, corners away from as many people as he could in the bar. He was never so sure which would be a human like himself, or who would come along and give him some crap because he was mortal. He watched, carefully, those who were drinking, talking, making merry like people usually did in places as such. His eyes decided to rest on a Siren, being kept as a pet. Of course, his eyes wouldn't show through his black hood, but he could see out. Here and there, he could pick up a conversation, though his thoughts rested on the Siren. He didn't find her treatment right, and knew that a creature of the beloved sea deserved more than that.
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Gospel_of_Winchester Captain
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Posted: Fri Feb 08, 2008 5:40 pm
"What the hell is your problem!?!" Ramla growled, slugging the drunkard in the jaw. "s**t! A woman goes looking for a job and this is what she gets!? A 'sorry but I won't hire women on my crew but for your troubles let's have a go and grope her a**'!? I oughta gut you!" She growled, pulling out her cutlass and pressing the tip of it to the man's beer gut.
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Posted: Sat Feb 09, 2008 10:06 pm
Vada stood silently as her master carried on at the card table. Her small shoulders hunched a bit and she looked to the floor, scuffing her foot in a nervous mannor.
She let her long sugar pink hair fall around her face, creating a shield for her to hide behind, although much good it really did.
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Gospel_of_Winchester Captain
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Posted: Sun Feb 10, 2008 8:25 am
"The cruelty of some pirates be harsh..." Qainfan looked over at his first mate and blinked.
"So you're still sober enough to make sense... that's good..." He chuckled, looking back to the Siren. He shook his head slightly and sighed. "In all my years as a pirate I've only seen one Siren yet to be captured... and as far as I know... she could have been sold by now." Again he shook his head and looked away, unable to look upon the cruelty of the world any longer. "It makes me sick..." he muttered.
"Join the club..." the other replied before downing the rest of his pint and standing to get another.
with a huff, Ramla walked further into the bar, looking at all the posters for wanted crew members. "Isn't there a single pirate crew that's willing to hire a woman?" she growled, finally getting annoyed by the superstitious men.
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Posted: Sun Feb 10, 2008 11:40 am
"What are ya doin'?!" Emma asked as she and Ariel watched the blond and brunett trying to open the sail.
"What do you think we're doing?!" Akacea yelled as the sail slipped from her hands. "No!!!"
"And they say we have the same blood running through our veins." Emma sighed.
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LostInATinCan Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Feb 10, 2008 11:43 am
Ayana sat on the farthest end of the longest dock, farthest away from people as she could get. She was working an old habit, playing her awkward flute with grace. Her eyes closed, she played what could have been a lullaby, yet was more like a sailor's song. Naturally, she was waiting for something, yet nobody knew what it would be.
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