@ Taco: Oh, man, you used that trick too? My brother hated that trick! I'd nail him with most of my bolts and just run from his fire until the big finish!

But then again, he did specialize in bot-jacking... He'd always be able to grab the big bots first. I s'ppose he got his vengeance through there, nailing me with several rockets and their twinned HM Gs.

Meanwhile, back at the RP...

Crew! Report in! We are ready for departure!

Even though red Savant left, I think I'll wait a little longer. After all, there's still a lot of people.

• Name: Amelie Lóng Guǒ is the name I choose to live by, but I've been called Amy, Dragontail, Magic Fingers, and The Sliver Party~ My birth name is...not important.
• Race: Like me? Mom and Dad claim I'm human, but I'm sure of otherwise.
• Gender: Mmm Bop Bop Tittays!~
• Age: 18 years!
• Appearance: I can get you an autographed painting in 5 to 6 years◊
• Personality: The commoners and drunkards I meet on my wary travels always spin tales of my magical ability to bring a "party in my pocket" wherever I go. Quite foolishness, since I don't have pockets! But I am the fun-loving and jovial sort, if in the right mood. But there is no wrong mood for a cheerful attitude, as my mother would say. As long as I have a drink and fine music, I shall be happy. I warn you that I do not like to be confined for long. I don't even wear shoes. I think I have adorable toes, anyway. Truly, I have all the necessities. Fun, Music, Booze and all the money I need! I owe much of my happiness to the amazing gods and goddesses that have bestowed their gifts. I pray that the masters of drink and merriment will one day greet me with their presentsss...Care for a drink?~
• Abilities and skills: I am a master musician and artisan of all things social and funtime-like...I can spin a tale and a few other things if you know what I mean ;p...I have an amazing ear for sounds of all sorts, and my smell never misses! Plus, I have the greatest power of all! Profit! I can buy whatever I choose. Or whomever.
• Bio: I was born in a very prosperous far-away land that I can't quite remember the name of. Perhaps I blocked it out. Oh well. My parents were royalty, and as such, so was I. My father was arrogant and foolish, my mother a jovial and adorable harlot. Daddy was never very supportive of my musical affinities, or the many boys and girls I would have steal into my room at night for boozing, dancing and love-making. After he dashed all hope by banning the creation and selling of all alcohol in the country, I knew I had to leave. I stole all the alcohol I could find that was locked up, took my beloved Koto, and ran away. My hair has since been dyed from brown to white and I've done a fine job of making a name for myself as the sexy, dancing, singing, boozing Amelie Long Gui!
• Role: I will provide the ship with what funds it needs as well as a source of alcohol for crew members who aren't being naughty, in exchange for a nice place to sleep at night and a cheerful audience willing to listen to my music and hear my sing. I will also spread tales of your exploits across the land. I have a magical key around my neck that allows me access to my family's magical treasury.

edited 30th Sep '12 4:32:49 PM by Saturn

Problem is, we've already set sail. You'll probably have to wait until we stop somewhere.

That makes two of us, Satty.

This looked like a rather awesome concept, so here I am to try out a character. If you do accept me, I'm not really going to be able to RP except for a post every now and then till November 17th due to studies, but this looks so good and I want to grab a spot before the plot picks up .

Also, I swear the weredog is a completely different concept to Flanker's character. They just both turn into canine critters, and are both sailors, and both had a similar backstory before I changed mine -sweatdrops-. I came up with the concept trying to recreate a literal 'seadog', but if it's too similar, please let me know! Edit: And now it seems close to Nora. Agh. If it really is too close, please poke me sternly.

Let's see...how about...

• Name: Just call her Scrumpy. Apparently her actual name is even more embarrassing.
• Race: For lack of a better term, were-dog.
• Gender: Female.
• Age: Twenty-one human years, eight dog years (as in she spent twenty one years as a human and eight as a dog [she would be 45 in dog years]).
• Appearance:
  • As a human: Choppy coffee-brown hair and golden eyes, slightly tanned skin with a few freckles and an infectious, cheeky smile. Slightly short but still fairly strong for a girl of her stature. She usually wears a thigh-long tunic and pants, and sometimes a coat that is much too large for her but is insanely warm and fairly waterproof and full of pockets. Her clothes are always simple and of cheap fabrics because she has to replace them so often after emergency Shifts.
  • As a dog: She can actually make a terrifying dog- as a canine she has quite a large stature and is fairly long-haired with dark choppy fur, vicious teeth and the same, somehow intimidating golden eyes. But most of the time, when she isn't attempting to defend herself, she makes fantastic company or entertainment. As she often Shifts in order to carry her heavier loads, she has a self-made bag of patchwork leathers and other fabrics which she can crawl and buckler herself into with her teeth.
• Personality: Scrumpy is slightly high-strung and nervous at times for approval, but at sea she is generally more inclined to be laid-back and lazy, though she does have her moments. Still, due to her environment and upbringing, she is more grounded and snarky than your average Genki Girl. In high pressure situations she can sometimes freak out. Being the descendant of a long line of seadogs (haha), she has an almost innate love of the sea and naval structures, loving to crawl around the higher structures of the ship, when she isn't hanging out on the crow's nest, whittling with terrible skill. As a dog she's quite similar, except she is more likely to go beserk than freeze in fights.
• Abilities and Skills:
  • Human: Due to her upbringing, she knows her way around the riggings and structure of most ships, and knotting and steering/piloting come to her as almost second nature (except in her panic attack moments). In terms of physical prowess, she's nothing special; fairly agile and strong for her stature, able to defend herself by dodging and weaving around enemies and defending with her two knives with average skill, and is able to navigate her way easily around the riggings and ropes on the top of the ships to avoid attacks.
  • Dog: Rather fast and immensely strong, as a dog she is more able to defend herself and even attack, with claws and vicious, snapping teeth, as well as headbutting attackers every now and then- though to be fair, she is still just a dog. However, once she manages to whip herself into a frenzy it takes either a lot of time or a dunking to calm her down.
• Backstory: Scrumpy is the daughter of another sea-were-dog, whose mother was a normal human but left around when she was born. As a result, she was brought up on the many ships that her father worked as a sailor on, and she grew very close to him, sailing becoming her one other obsession. As she grew older, she began to yearn for a life on land, which her mother would've provided, and blamed her father for her mother's death, as he had told her that she had died in a marining accident. The one voyage that she didn't join him on, at the age of sixteen after they had had a spat about her mother and he revealed that she had left him because she had refused to be part of his life, was the one voyage that never returned to port. Scrumpy gained an almost immediate dislike of being onland and extreme survivor's guilt, and believing that the land was cursed, spent her days working from ship to ship, attempting to search all the seas and all the ports of the world for her father. She has recovered mostly from her loss but has never stopped looking for him. Having heard about the Dawnchaser and nearly finished searching all the ports near his route, she decided to join- where else would her father have gone but over the end of the Horizon and Beyond?
• Role: Sailor, reeling in sails and rigging ropes and swabbing decks and such. As she likes to stay around the Crow's Nest (if there is one, and if it isn't someone's spot yet), she could also be a scout ahead for danger, just in case some freak accident should take all the Riders or something (which it won't, but it's an excuse to stay there). Also can work as a packmule/guard-dog/rat-catcher/entertainment/garbage disposal.

Again, if you do accept me, I can do a few intro posts when you next make port and then remain a background character till November 17th, but I don't mind just jumping in on the Saturday either. Whichever's more convenient, I suppose .

Also, would it be okay if I gave her a pet pheonix? Not really as a separate character, but more as a motif to match the ship's sails.

Thank you for reading!

edited 15th Oct '12 7:31:45 AM by Aralyn

Scrumpy is approved!

Hmm well if you are around while we hit the next port and make disasters there you can hop on board then.

Also, unfortunately I'll have to say no on the Phoenix. In this universe they are rare enough to be considered extinct by some.

Hey, Daltar. Don't mean to sound like a broken record, what of my character and Satty's?

Ah, sorry, totally flew out of my mind mantle. They both are approved and can board on the next port.

Daltar, you the peachiest of peaches.

If it's alright with you, I would like to add another character.

Name: Flynn Le Pen

Race: Cat-Man, AKA Neko.

Gender: Man

Age: 27

Appearance: Flynn is tall, handsome, and has strawberry blonde hair. On top of his head he has two cat ears, and he has a tail. He also has whiskers on his face. His eyes are green, and cat like.

Personality: There are three things that Flynn cares for. Women, Himself, and Music. So in short he is an arrogant woman-obsessed musician who lives for few things other than himself. He is very lively, but is known mostly for his comically bad luck in many fields.

Abilities and skills: Although he is not quite a master, he is still incredibly talented with almost all musical instruments he can find. His lively tunes are quite known for being able to get anyone's blood pumping.

Bio: Flynn was raised by his father, a traveling musician, who also happened to be raised by a traveling musician father. However, neither Flynn's father or his grandfather had any true talent when it came to music, and forced to make due with what ever they could for their art. However, when the time came for Flynn to learn his family's art, he took to it better than anyone could have predicted. Unfortunately, what he made up for with musical talent he lacked in humility, common sense, and any semblance of luck. This is why Flynn is homeless. This is why Flynn is looking for whatever job he can get. This is why when Flynn heard that the fabled Dawnchaser was coming to port he decided to do his best to get there before they left.

Role: Musician

edited 22nd Oct '12 3:28:55 AM by YoStovall

Approved!

But I'm the musician! ;-;

Clearly you must have a fight to the death rap battle lyrical duel.

edited 6th Nov '12 5:59:57 PM by Starbound2

You got the voice, i got the instrumentals. Together they shall worship us!

I have an accordion. Does that help any?