Yarg
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Thread Topic: Yarg
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Name:
Merick Scott
Pirate Name:
The Scotsman
Place of Origin:
Aberdeen, Scotland
Gender:
Male
Age:
34
Accent:
Scottish AF
Physical Description:
Wild Brown hair with the occasional green streak. He has Bright green eyes that sparkle in the moonlight. He also has a silver ring through his nose and a large scar down the right side of his face. He has some nicely tanned skin from all his "vacationing" in the Caribbean sun. He's pretty skinny but has a lot of strength, especially in his upper body. He's also 5'8.
Clothing:
He wears a khaki trench coat with a black skull on the back. He wears a skull bandana covering the bottom half of his face. He wears black tennis shoes because he thinks they're really comfortable. And to finish it off he wears brown cargo pants and a black muscle shirt.
Background:
He was raised a mobster and plans to die a mobster. His family is one of the largest crime families in Scotland. Realizing that being a pirate would be more fun he left Scotland (much to his fathers objections) and began "vacationing" in the Caribbean to amass a fortune. After amassing a fortune and basically creating an army. With his wealth and power he returned to Scotland, shot his father in the face with a shotgun and took over as the Godfather. But the US Military invaded Scotland in order to take him down. They succeeded but he managed to escape and has returned to the fine art of vacationing.
Weapons:
4 barrel shotgun with incendiary rounds. A large knife he keeps in his sock, and an old hunting rifle that his grandfather made from his great-grandfather's old car.
Hobbies:
Eating, Sleeping, and the occasional round of CoD with his old high school buddies.
Dislikes:
England, Ireland, and Wales
Likes:
Ale, Beer, and Gin, also the finer things in life. -
love it~
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have room for one more?
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Well, the person who was originally going to fill in as our 3rd member hasn't posted in three days, so sure~
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nice, i'll be making a character sheet
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_Sarjah_ NewbieName: Lux Oxford
Gender: Female
Age: 24
Pirate Name: Red Riot
Born in: Marseille, France
Raised: Los Angeles, California
Accent: Slight french
General looks: Lux is somewhat short, she says her height is 5'5 but it's really closer to 5'3 1/2- 5'4. She has long blonde wavy hair that reaches a bit past the middle of her back, she has big blue eyes that scream innocence. She has a slightly chubby face and is generally on the thicker side and she has a slight tan.
Piercings: Lux has Canine bite piercings, two studs above her top lips and hoops on the bottom. She has three piercings on one ear and one on the other, the bottom ones are usually large dangling ones and the other two studs.
Tattoos: She has a small star tattoo under her right eye.
Clothing: Lux is trying to slowing change her style into a more of the "pirate style" that's going on but for now this is what she wears. She wears black leather lace pants, the leather in a wave kind of way is mostly focused on the inside of her legs and lace with rose patterns cover the rest of her legs, she wears a low cut black knotted crop top the sleeves on it are kind ripped on the backs, with brown loose ankled combat boots and the insides are multicolored on the turn over parts. She has a small infinity scarf looking thing that has a part in it to hide the bottom part of his face. She has a small makeshift leather 'utility belt' that she usually keeps bullets in.
(I give up I can't describe this
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Weapons: She mainly uses a sniper rifle, what it's actually called she has no idea but she calls it 'BB', normally it's a very sleek made monochrome gun but she has hers painted colourful. She carries two around which is surprisingly not heavy since they're made to be lightweight. She also carries around a small knives, like really small in case she has to use them and their hidden in her boots and she has a glock with a galaxy paint job on the top, in her side thing.
Backstory: Lux moved to the states when she was really young. Her mother was in the army so she was left alone with her father, he was abusive when her mother wasn't around and the perfect husband/ father when she was. When her mother died along with the majority of her squad, it became a lot worse. Lux never seemed to shake off the 'army brat' title, as her father started to fall slowly into the darker side of the town she did too, starting to pick up small pieces of the trades, she finally lost the title of 'army brat' when her father "mysteriously " died. Lux is now one of the most desired assassins in probably the state but shes too good with her job and shes a little to hard to find to hire most of the time. She has two very different types of kills, either a very sexual ways or she just takes them off from building tops. -
_Sarjah_ NewbieOh sorry nevermind...
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Sarjah, you can still be in. I just wish you had given me a heads up on what you were doing.
Alright, that makes us a crew of 4. -
_Sarjah_ NewbieOh sorry..
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It's kool, matey.
So you, me, and Nerderino are done. All that's left is Meep-Meep. -
Name: Fallon Vesper
Pirate Name: Vesper (srry it's so plain)
Place of Origin: Honolulu, Hawaii
Gender: Female
Age: 25
Accent: American?
Physical Appearance:
Her hair is usually left unkempt unless there is a reason to put it up, and has extremely light blue eyes. She is quite petite actually, standing around 5'3 and 120 lbs and more on the lean side rather than slender. Her whole left ear is adorned with small, silver hoops and the other side has two silver studs in the ear lobe. She has a small chamomile flower tattoo (about four inches with color) on her side, kinda next to her left boob.
Clothing: Fallon typically sticks with black cargo pants for hiding small knives and an extra set of brass knuckles, but leggings with pockets work too. Shirts? f--- that s---, she'll walk around in a sports bra if she feels like it, but cropped tees and those shirts you get from tourist shops are what she wears, but when she fights or has an important meeting she has a long black coat with a hood (which she rarely wears unless she's in the rain or something).
Weapons: She keeps a handmade crossbow strapped to her back, with a container of arrows (which she tries to replenish as much as possible) and a Smith and Wesson 500 strapped to her thigh, as well as the small knives.
Background: Her dad was station at Hawaii while she was growing up, and her mother died during childbirth. Being the rebellious teen, she acquired many piercings in one ear and a tattoo all without her father's consent. Over time their fights became worse and worse until she threatened to join the Pirates as a final act of rebellion. He told her he always resented her for killing her mother and the way she always acted and told her to leave. So she did. (very choppy and short, i know)
Likes: Rum, Whiskey, Reading, and tea
Dislikes: Egotistical people and the Navy -
Ah man, i'm loving the diversity here. Good job to all of you scallywags :)
Anywho, i'll start typing up the first post in a sec.
The posting order will be Me, Nerdist, Meep, and then Sarjah. If someone does not post within 24 hours and you notice that your turn is supposed to be after them, please take it upon yourself to skip their turn and make your post. -
The silent seas calmly produced waves as the sun shown the last of its warming rays of light on the water, the night sky soon to be upon us. On this day, another battle of epic proportions would be waged, its purpose being to strike fear into the hearts of the US Navy and for the Pirates to claim fame, fortune, and a piece of navy land for all pirates alike.
While they waited for the moon to rise up and the fog to become a little more transparent, the pirates conversed casually among themselves. Well, mostly casually, anyways. Now and then there's be a drunkard or pervert causing trouble on one of the boats, but the commotion would soon be ended with either a swift sword strike to the throat by one of the pirate captains or a nice kick to the doubloons.
Our pirates were stationed in the vessel next to the Plesiodon, the biggest ship in the fleet and the ship in the middle of all the other ships.
"Aye, I tell y'all what... Storms be a'brewing..." Said Salem, hung over the side of the boat and staring down at the sea. "This seems like it'd be a day perfect for a nasty storm. Hell, the sky's already starting to cloud up." Salem kept going on about how the seas were bound to be up in a ruckus any time now, regardless of whether or not anybody was actually listening to him. -
Ill probably post at really weird times)
Merick leaned against the rail looking into the sea. The fading sunlight glistening on the water. "The storms here are nothing compared to the ones back in Scotland." He said, vapor escaping his lips. "Reminds me of the times when my father would take out a snitch and dump his body in the ocean under the cover of fog." He took a step back and pulled the large hunting knife that was poking his heel out of his sock. The handle was worn but the blade still sparkled with a brilliant shine. "I really want to stab something" He thought to himself. He walked to a table with only one drunk passed out guy and shoved him off. "I need a drink." -
Fallon was on her fourth shot in a row and no intentions of stopping. Earlier, she had roamed the deck and made small talk with some crew members, but didn't feel much like talking to anyone. All she really needed though was a good book and a bottle of rum and she was set for the day. After the last raid, she had grabbed a few books on her way and stashed them in her cabin. Since everyone had given up cell phones, there was a need for new mindless entertainment. Fallon chose classic literature. Others? Comparing dick sizes and drinking games, which she usually joined in on (the drinking games of course). She looked over at the guy passed out and then the redhead guy walking towards the same table. After his remark, she looked down at her glass and replied without looking up, "Don't we all?" The thing was, most of the crew drank on a regular basis, including herself. She poured herself another shot and downed it in one gulp.
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