(Dara looks great!)
(Though, I'm not sure how Leah is going to react since she almost helped Daso get killed a few scenes ago lmao)(That's what I was thinking. Then I was like, eh, this RP keeps dying, maybe it needs more drama :P )
(Yeah, some drama would be good for this RP. Good thinking xD)
(If Daso wasn't head over heels for Leah he'd fall in love with Yeong lol)
(Yeon looks great @urban! If everyone's ready we could possibly start?)
(Sure!)
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(Lmaooo and thanks, I’m good to go.)
(Yup I'm ready but I might disappear in like fifteen minutes)
(Actually, I'm probably going to change my character up because I'm not feeling it anymore lmao. You guys can start wherever you'd like)
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(I’ll just post a quick response then)
Yeon was sitting out on deck, sipping from a bottle of whiskey that he had managed to slip from the kitchen. Some would call him an alcoholic, and sure, he would deny that claim, but somewhere in his mind he knew it was true. He didn’t think it mattered if he had a shot or five of liquor, anyways.
There we go, he should probably work since I don't think we don't have a doctor anymore.
Name: Bastian “Baz” Adler
Age: 21 years
Gender: Male
Job: Helps with any medical situations and with fixing up the ship as well.
Sexuality: Bisexual (Leans towards men more often)
Appearance: His hair is a dark, almost onyx color that usually falls into long curls that he hasn't cut or fix in a while. Tanned skin with golden/olive toned hues (Italian descent) Around 5’11 with a leaner build and wider shoulders. Narrower, hazel eyes that are framed with dark lashes. Has a scar along his jaw and a few cuts and wounds on his back that are completely wrapped up. A slight limp in his left leg that tends to hurt whenever he puts too much pressure on it.
Clothing: In darker trousers and
Personality: Quieter and more observant when he sees others, and tends to be a little more polite. Charismatic around others and is friendly. Can be quite sarcastic and makes some jokes at times. Doesn't take great care of himself. Playful and joking around the ones he knows quite well, though he’s also very protective of the ones he loves.
Background: Baz had always helped his parent’s with medical work in the hospitals and apothecaries that were scattered around different sectors. Though when he was around 16 years old, his parents had been hung in his sector for treason and to serve as an example for others. Around the time that it happened, Baz had tried to escape the sector quickly, though wound up with a bullet wound in his left leg that serves as the limp he still has today. Eventually, he crossed paths with Leah who had brought him aboard the ship since they had been in need of a doctor.
Other: A odd, faint accent. Will only go by Baz, and rarely tells people his first name. Will sometimes stumble over his words at times when he's nervous or speaking quickly.
Baz had decided to make his way over towards Leah, where she was standing off to the side as always, as if some thoughts were already running through her mind this early in the day. He studied her for a few moments, checking if she had been drinking, but also because he was still fascinated with her hair color after all these months of being with the crew. How someone could have red hair like that, he would never know. Shaking the curious thoughts out of his mind, Baz finally made his way towards her spot on the ship. "How's everything today, Captain?" He asked, glancing over towards her for a few moments.
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(Wow I haven't been here in a while. I'm gonna ditch Ryan and add a new character)
(Cicada's somewhere. Cause I'm busy making a character sheet.)
(I'm on for a bit! Should I pull a new character into this?)
(You can keep your character's or change them. It's totally up to you.)
(I think I'll keep Jojo for now)
Daso gazed at the horizon, his eyes narrowed at the approaching city. He was hoping Dara had received his letter and a letter from her would be waiting for him at this next stop. She'd probably ignore him, but he could at least hope for the best.
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Name: Luis Falkov
Age: 18
Gender: Male (FtM)
Sexuality: Straight
Appearance: 5'4", curly dirty blonde hair down to the middle of his neck, crystal blue eyes, pale white skin, long legs and short torso
Personality: Protective, usually quiet and reserved, kind, prefers peace over violence (the rest will develop)
Job: Boatswain
Backstory: Luis lived with his mother and little brother in a small house in Trieste. They were quite poor and didn't have many luxuries. (The rest will be revealed later…)
Quirks: He hates when his feet touch the ground while he's sitting. If his feet do touch the ground, he'll lift them up while he sits.
Other: His mom was a doctor, so he knows quite a few medical tips.
Sector of Origin: Trieste
"We're going to stop at the next city soon," Leah answered, not quite answering Baz's question as she looked up towards the taller boy, her green eyes a bit more faded than usual. He could easily tell that Kameo being hurt had taken a toll on her.
"You haven't been drinking too much, have you?" Baz asked, glancing towards the others on the ship as he recognized a few faces; Yeon and Daso so far. He hoped the question hadn't been too blunt, though when he first became a medic, he had made sure to go through all their files and to constantly check up on the crew members and their problems.
"Not…too much," Leah answered with a small pause, as if she were choosing the right words to continue her comment. After a few moments, she turned back towards the water, focusing on it instead.
(What time of day is it?)
Cicada walked up onto the deck and looked off to Sole. She leaned her cross arms against the ships railing as her now cut red hair blew in the wind.
(Shoot I gtg)
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Luis stood on the deck, leaning against one of the posts. He honestly had no idea if the post had a name; he was still new to this pirate thing. He hadn't made any friends here yet, which didn't surprise him.
Name: Zanna Storm
Age: 18
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Pansexual
Appearance: Short choppy black hair with dark purple tips, sharp violet right eye, light brown skin, freckles on her face and upper shoulders, black eyepatch over her left eye, prosthetic underneath her left knee, and one replacing her right arm.
Personality: Cut off, childish, witty, does the thing where if you ask for a hand she throws her prosthetic.
Job: Surviving, jk mechanic/repairman
Backstory: Shtuff, but she did 'die' in front of Cicada so her current state of alive is a bit of a mystery.
Quirks: Quirks
Other: Other
Sector of Origin: Born in Anjou currently residing in Sole.
(She good?)
(Looks great!)
(Yay!)
Zanna had spotted Cicada's wanted poster in Sole. She had almost doubled over laughing, Cicada was alive. And she was a pirate again, that was typical wasn't it. She had been waiting at the port in Sole. The Andromeda would have to come here someday.
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Yeon pushed to his feet with a grunt, humming some upbeat tune to himself. He looked at the bottle, deciding that he should probably put it back in the kitchen so Joanna doesn’t get too mad.
(@ShadeStar do you think Zanna and Dara should meet before the Andromeda gets there?)
Dara sat on the front steps of the library, Daso's letter still in her hands. She'd received it a few days ago now. She'd cried for a while, of course, and then shook herself out of it. Why would she cry? She wasn't an emotional person, anyway. Action was better. What better way to prove she wanted to mend their relationship than by running away with him? She crumpled the letter and crammed it into her pocket.
(Sure! :P)
"What the hell is that," Dara mumbled suddenly, her eyes glued to a newcomer walking down the street a few yards away. She had an eye patch and purple and black hair. That wasn't something you see every day in a place like Sole. "God, I'm so intimidated," she whispered to herself in awe.
