The Pirate RP.

[Akira]

Name: Sir Victor Drunksalot

Age: 26

Hair: Greasy, filthy, black hair

Eyes: Jade green

Sex: Male (and a hell of a one at that)

Height: 6' 0"

Weight: 230 lbs.

Weapons: A standard pirate's Cutlass at first glance, yet it has an uneqaulled blance and is very lightweight. The handle is a scratched up gold and has a crimson tassle that hangs from the bottom.

Appearance: He wears no shirt, revealing his massively pertruding muscles. He has two tattos on his arms, one for each arm, that depict two naked women making out with each other. He wears crimson red pants, which seem very old and dirty as well; many stains mark them...no one knows the last time these disgusting rags were washed by anything but saltwater. He also has a golden shash that surrounds his waist, which tends to make him look richer than he actually is. Lastly, he wears a pair of really old leather slippers, that have definitely seen better days. One could say, these are the ancestors of Armani shoes...but "Made in China" versions. He sometimes stuffs a bra or two in his sash, as a sort of trophy.

Biography: A really rambunctious pirate, who has grown up knowing only to steal and plunder others, to attain his goals in life. At first glance, it would seem that his only goal is to get laid as much as possible since he has done nothing else, yet he is said to be in search of a legendary treasure. For the last ten years, he has served under the command of Captain Blacksoul, sailing from island to island, following a routine of getting drunk and laid or even doing these simultaneously. They usually all fall asleep drunk in the local taverns, only to wake up in the morning and notice all their money and loot to be missing. They are actually quite a sorry excuse for pirates now that I think about it.

Personality: He is the epitomy of a ladies man. He will ride any woman that even has any elements of attractiveness and does so on a regular basis. Most of the time he can be seen entering local Inns with mutliple women. He is so good in fact, that he is said to be a rocket in bed, just like the person who created him...that being me for the people who are a bit slow.

[Atma-Noah]

Thanks for the invite SB...Here's my character.

Name: Duran Forsycthe
Age: 43
Hair: Long, Grey
Eyes: Brown
Sex: Male
Height: 5"9
Weight: 196 lbs

Weapons: Duran uses a scimitar, cutlass combo. Nothing special about their design just simple weapons.

Appearance: Duran wears a brown sleeveless shirt and brown matching pants that are tied with a green sash. His beard comes down over a small insignia on his throat representing an old lover. His wrists are covered by crimson pieces of cloth that look expensive.

Biography: Duran was born into the family of a poor tavern keeper. Who didn't care much for the little runt that followed him around. He soon taught it its place. Duran would spend most of his time locked in his pitiful unkept room reading. As he grew he would sneak off to school during the day until he turned 18. Having grown with hatred for his father but he found no relief the day he took a knife and slit his father's throat. Realizing he had nowhere to go he took to the seas. Quickly the life of a pirate became habit but still that unquenched hatred didn't leave. He soon found himself with the blood of countless captains on his hands.

Then he met Claire. Love quickly took hold of him and he quickly found himself by her side. He had been with her 5 years when they came after him. A group of pirates who wanted revenge. They found it too. Killing the one he loved after they had finished with her one night. When Duran found her on their bed wearing a crimson dressed that hid her blood. He became enraged and ripped the dress and made a promise that those beasts would pay. He then found himself with the sea again. He would strike them down in their sleep, while they ate or even out in the open. By fatigue, hunger or some unholy curse. He found he had become diseased. The news had little effect on him though he swore he would kill them all in this life or the next.

Now he finds himself a desperate man who will join crews just to try to find the last few that killed his wife.

Personality: Duran by reputation is said to be untrustworthy but what pirate isn't. He only trusts a select few but those he does he will follow them to the ends of the earth. He doesn't seem to take pride in what he does like other pirates, maybe he's blinded by the rage of loosing Claire. Any mention of Claire or one of those that killed her will set him off unless he brings it up.

[ToroMor]

Name: Born as Jack. Later called Captain Blacksoul. Nickname “Blackie”.
Age: 35
Hair: short black, greasy
Eyes: green/blue
Sex: male
Height: 5”8 (1.73 m)
Weight: 176 lbs (80 kg)

The Tale of Jack Blacksoul
Born in the docks of London as the son of a whore and an unknown father, he grew up in a permanent struggle for survival. The stink of the harbour mixed with the salty breeze of the sea was the first air he breathed with his very first breath. With every mouthful of breast milk he had absorbed a piece of the rubble of the docks, and gloomy taverns filled with drunken sailors built his crib. As a boy, he became the friend of an old drunken sailor whose stories of the sea fascinated Jack and strongly formed his imagination. Soon Jack was determined to become a sailor himself and he longed for the day he was old enough to hire on a ship. He started to question the old sailor about all things regarding seafaring and their connection turned into a strange kind of master-disciple relationship. The young boy worked hard all day long, (thievery was his main source of money) just to be able to pay alcohol for the old sailor so he could teach his knowledge - which was comprehensive - to his scholar.
Then, on an ominous day in september, Jack’s fate was finally sealed. It was a foggy evening, it was cold and wet and Jack guided the old sailor to the tavern when suddenly a tall figure appeared seemingly out of nowhere. A dull and drunken voice uttered some words. “Yar har, ole drunk, gimm’ yar sac!” And that is the last clear recollection of Jack. The following events - the drunkard stabbing the old man to death, Jack sneaking behind the murderer, drawing a pistol from the man’s belt and shooting him in the back - is as nebulous as a long dreamt dream. The last thing Jack is able to remember is the old man lying in agony and aspirating his last exhalation to form the words “Jack meh son, now th’ devil got meh soul.” On that day, the 12 year old Jack died too. But a new Jack was born, a Jack who found a new friend - the pistol - and who forever lost two things: mercy and fear. And he never found them again, not in the dungeons of Gibraltar, neither on the convict galley, nor even in the battle of the silver galleon where the Spanish cannonry bombed his ships and his body to a bloody pulp.
This 12 year old Jack hired on a ship the same dreadful night and left the next day. At the age of 16, his name was already one that was spoken of amongst London mariners. It was the time when he joined the crew of an English freebooter. On a bloody day in a late july, only 20 years old, he found himself standing on the bridge as interim captain of the brig “Lucy” after his former captain fetched a bullet from a Spanish musket. From this day on, he was called Captain Blacksoul and he and his fleet soon turned into a threat to all vessels on the northern sea, not excluding English ships. Within the next 15 years, he wrote his name into the book of pirate history with blood. He was known as one of the most cruel and daring captains sailing the deep blue sea and his unbelievable adventures inspired more than one song. Until the Spaniards set an end to his tall tale…
After escaping from the Spanish gallows and falling into the hands of pirates again, he finally arrived in the Caribbean sea. He quickly arose again to the rank of captain under the command of the famous captain Franco. Soon, Jack’s bizarre and untamed character led to a break with Franco and so, Jack’s followers and vessels were sent to the ground of the cruel sea. Only Jack himself escaped, heavily wounded and with only one ship - the flagship “La Morte Negro” with 20 cannons - and a very small crew. Jack’s obvious madness and the fact that almost the whole world was his enemy, including the most feared pirates of all time, reduced his crew to a selected fistful of the most depraved and black hearted individuals that ever sailed under Jolly Roger. They were the scum of earth and their souls were eternally bound to their demonic captain and some night they all together sailed into the depths of hell.

Appearance/usual equipment/weapons
He is a stubbed and snaggy man, with scorched skin and scars all over his body and face. A Spanish cannonball tore his right leg to tatters and thus, he walks on a wooden leg. Rumors go that he also lost his genitals. He is always clothed in a rundown admirals vest that long ago lost his last knob and thus, exposes his naked belly. He wears sailor’s trousers and a black captain’s hat. He always carries his pistol and a Toledo rapier as weaponry.

His flag is a white laughing skull on black ground.


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Originally Posted by lolosky

AYE matey, Maracaibo should be our target, and ye 'now why?

cause i'm from Maracaibo(i bet you didn't see that one coming), born and raised, and i still remember clearly the stories of the pirate raids that were replled in the castle of San Carlos.

Lost the bet

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One important thing: I talked to SB about the storyline and there will be two teams, one with him as captain and one with me. So before the action starts in the actual RP thread, everyone should choose his team. But SB will soon be here to explain this in detail.


UP WITH THE ROGER!!!

[Faustus]

Name:Marquis Souilleur Des Nonnes
Age: 29
Hair: Long Black and Greasy
Eyes: Steel Gray
Sex: The really kinky kind, but other than that he is Male
Height: 5'6
Origin: France
Social Status: Disgraced Noble, currently wanted by both the English and French governments.
Clothing: A slightly tattered French officer's uniform.
Unusal attributes: Marquis has all limbs unlike some pirates but several scars on his chest. Marquis is a short sadistic French megolomaniac with a obessive need to dominate and a surprising amout of strength to help him do it.

Weapons: An exceptionally well made Rapier, a whip, and three pistols for when things get rough.


Bio:

Marquis was born the son of a wealthy French noble and grew up in Northern France. Marquis showed an incredible aptitude for killing and was a fencing prodigy, and this talent was only surpassed by his skill sailing and womanizing. Marquis had a fascination with the lower and more vulgar parts of the city close to his father's Manor. At age 15 he became skilled in theivery even though he could afford anything he wanted, the thrill of taking that which was not his drove him on. One day while stealing quite a bit of money from a church in the city the priest walked in on Marquis helping himself to the coffers and attacked Marquis. Marquis drew his dagger and mercilessly killed the priest, carving him up in the most cruel way he knew. Marquis never forgot that day, for it was the first time he tasted blood and the day he fell in love with the taste. With his ill gotten money Marquis gambled and enjoyed the company of high class whores. Even though Marquis could easily seduce noble women he loved hiring whores and then preforming the most sadistic perverted acts oftentime killing the whores.

One day Marquis was apprehended by the police after he had killed a whore who displeased him but his father managed to bribe the police into letting Marquis go. Horrified at what his son had been doing right under his nose the young Noble's Father forced Marquis to join the French Navy and pulled some strings so he would be trained as an officer in the hopes that the Navy might straighten his boy out. Marquis never forgave his father for handing him over to the military and depriving him of his illegal pleasures.

The Navy was hell for Marquis as his father made sure he would have the most conservative, strict, and moralistic officers available as his superiors. At first Marquis resisted the attempts to discipline him but then he pretended to submit, waiting for the opportunity to return to devience.

After graduating from the officer's training Academy at the age of 17 Marquis was made the first mate on the ship "The Pride of the Bourbons". The ship was often sent on assignments to capture English vessals and Pirate ships and Marquis came to love the bloody affair of boarding a enemy vessal. After year of service after a battle in which they had sunk a pirate vessal the crew of "The Pride" had dragged several survivors out of the Ocean and instead of killing them on the spot the Captain decided to first return to France and then make the execution public, to warn would be pirates against crossing the French Crown. Marquis was ordered to interrogate the prisoners and instead of torturing them Marquis asked them what is was like to be a pirate. Two of the Prisoners Jaques and Louis told him about their experiences as pirates and their tales of cruelty caused Marquis so smile and think of a free life on the open seas as a pirate. Sensing what Marquis was thinking about Louis convinced him to mutiny against his captain and pointed out that the Captain was unpopular among the crew and pointed out that they would surely support him in a mutiny. A plan began to form in the young mind of Marquis.

Marquis burst through the doors of the Captains quarters and lied to the Captain that several of the crew were planning to kill him. Enraged the Captain stormed out of his quarters and found the crew members and attacked them. Marquis took out his pistol and shot the captain in the back and told the crew yet another lie: that the Captain had gone mad. Marquis convinced the underpaided and discontented crew that the French crown had berayed them and that they should strike out on their own. Most of the crew went along with Marquis and made him their captain and those who remained loyal to the french crown were shot.

Marquis renamed the ship the "L'haine des Mers" and started terrorizing ships of all nations in the seas. The first target of Marquis and his renergade crew was a ship carrying the son of a French duke and his sister. Flying the French flag the "L'haine des Mers" was able to get close enough to launch a surprise attack on the ship and take several of the passenger's hostange including the duke's daughter Marie. Marquis demanded a king's ransom for the return of Marie but not before raping the woman again and again. For this crime the King of France offered a high bounty to anyone who could bring him the head of Marquis.

The "L'haine des Mers" found its way to Tortuga where the crew got into a dispute with some of the locals which ended with the burning of the "L'haine des Mers" while Marquis was drunk in one of the Taverns. Without a ship the crew dispersed even though Marquis said they would aquire a new ship. It was then that Marquis met Captain Blacksoul joined his crew. This was the first time Marquis had ever met anyone he respected as an equal and the first time he was content to be under the command of another but he still kept his ambition to aquire another ship.

ok strong bad 2 things...i need to you approve my bio since it has been re-written and i def would serve under you my capitan oh capitan, but yea wheres your bio by the way?

[Strong Bad]

Name: Captain Morgan
Age: 32
Hair: Dark Brown, Curly, Well Kept
Eyes: Crimson Red
Sex: Male
Height: 6'8" (Fairly Tall)
Origin: Spain
Social Status: Pirate?

Physical Appearance: http://www.maureena.net/Images/captain2-2.JPG - I figure a picture always gives the best mental image.
http://www.maureena.net/Images/Captain_Morgan8.JPG

Weapons: A Rapier and 2 pistols.

Bio: Born and raised on the coastal regions of Spain, Captain Morgan has always kept to himself. Born into a well-off family, he's been properly educated in the tactics of battle among other fine qualities. He was enrolled in the Spanish Navy at a young age and excelled among his peers. Jealousy quickly spread as the boy Morgan was appointed a high status at such a young age. Mutiny spread and Morgan was framed. He was charged in the courts for murdering his captain. With no strong evidence, he was sentenced to prison among treacherous pirates and other cut throats. There he learned the secrets of the sea; the true potential of a pirate.

One night, he and a group of inmates escaped the shackles of oppression and fled to the sea. They boarded a Spanish Galleon and killed the entire crew, escaping undetected. Now Captain Morgan sails the 7 Deadly seas in search of Adventure and Legend. He doesn’t seek fame or women; the open seas are enough for him.

Now, on his ship “Dagger-mouth: Scourge of the Seas”, Captain Morgan and his crew port their ship on a random Caribbean Island. They restock supplies and meet at the local Inn... this is where our story begins…



I’ll post the actual RP as soon as I have time… Sorry its taken so long.

Now, I’m going to decide on the teams… It’s completely random (‘cept for the specified members. If you have any problems… tough? Nah. Speak up! I’ll do my best to fix things. Here goes…



EDIT: Sorry Surtur, Slipped my mind. I did read it though... )

EDIT: I'm moving the member list to the first post just to keep things organized. HOY!!

[Faustus]

Actually SB I would prefer to be aboard ToroMor's ship and besides if it were otherwise I would have to overcome my laziness and change my bio(did you read the whole thing?). If you object to me being on ToroMor's right now would you allow me to go if someone new joines and default them to your team instead of ToroMor's?

[Strong Bad]

Haven't you already posted your Bio? Go up and edit your new one into the old one silly.

Looks like we're all ready and it's my job to get this ball rollin'. Any late comers, just post in here and I'll get you going as best as I can. Expect the RP tonight, maties. It shall be born! Set sights to victory!

**As for the Island.. I'm not exactly sure if I was going to use a real island or not.. You gotta love the mystery of a random island. We'll just have to see then ehh? eh! YAR!! YAR HAR HAR HAR!! YAR!! (Sorry.. got carried away. )

Any last questions/suggestions? You have limited time.. sharpen yar weapons mateys! YAR!

Done. Get started already!! Yarr! Er else i'ts Davey Jonses Locker fer ya!

[ToroMor]

I encourage the crew of the "La Morte Negro" to be patient until friday, then the into post will be finished.

Hoist the sails damn lubbers!

[lolosky]

• Name: Dr. Juan del Castillo Alvarado
• Age: 37
• Hair: Shoulder's long blonde hair
• Eyes: Green
• Sex: A lot
• Height: 6'
• Origin: Venezuela
• Social Status: Live by the day pirate
• Addictions: Opium and tobacco, he is not a heavy drinker due to liver problems related with his massive consumption of opium. Also a hot gambler and womanizer.
• Ship: The Ragnarok: Monarch Of The Seas, he was actually Morgan's first recruit for the ship.
• Job: Crew's doctor
• Skills: Graduated as an MD in the kingdom of Spain, the good doc has acquired also a taste for fighting after his many years cruising the world among pirates, he has also gained a good set of sail knowledge to aid himself.
• Weapons: A gypsy scimitar that he keeps in his room and has used every now and then; also a concealed scalpel and two guns.
• Bio: Not much can be said about the good Doctor Alvarado, except for the fact he's addicted to opium since his medical school days. Born in a economically well placed family, although not wealth, he was sent to study in Spain at his eighteenth birthday; five years later the doctor was already a famous doctor in Barcelona, gaining a set of status among his colleagues; all until it was made public during an arrest that the good doctor was an addict, one of the greatest clients of one of the houses of the oriental smoke. Disgraced and forecast, he was rejected by his family and friends; he rallied the undergrounds for two years between brawls and drugs he managed to survive just by the day. That until ten years ago, when he received a job proposal by one such called Morgan.
• Personality: Behind the intellectual stereotype that the doctor plays so well, hides the soul of a bastard; he has tasted almost every feminine body of that he has set his eyes upon and his mix of knowledge with his “devil may care” spirit had been a great asset in several round tables, where he has brought to nothing the richest men that have made the stupid mistake of accepting a card game with the good doctor.

Ok, for once my character is not massively drunk but a junkie, and a gambler too, i'm not giving away the appearance cause it'll change constantly in the RP.


L's sez YARRRR

[Quistis]

I'm not sure if this RP is still alive or what. But if there's a room for one more and you're okay with me being in the RP, then count me in. As for character ideas, I don't have mine yet =P

[lolosky]

Well, Q, it's pretty much alive, it's kinda starting and it had a low weekend, but I don't think SB will have a problem with you joining. Just PM him asking and he'll tell ya.

BTW, have you reconsider that thing of moving in with me?

[Strong Bad]

Hey Everyone. I figure we're having great success with the Pirate RP so far! I love all of your posts, things seem to be coming together pretty well. I'll post one as soon as I can... Something to get this boat on the..road?

And Quistis, even though you didn't PM me! I'm sure you can join up if you wish. You'll be on my crew... I suggest you create your character soon if you're going to. Introduce Him/Her 'cause the story is about to pick up...

As for the rest of you! Keep postin' and have fun! It looks great so far! YAR!