Mercenary of the High Seas! (OOC) (Looking for 1 player)

I am First Mate. Just thought I should claim it first.
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Name: Zero D. Faceless

Rank: First Mate

Race: Presumed Human

Sex: Male

Age: Unknown(most likely mid to late twenties)

Weapons: A scythe and his unusual Moku Moku(Smoke Smoke) powers obtained from eating a bizarre fruit.

Apperance: Six foot two inches. Has a long black trenchcoat with a hood that covers his face. Smoke is seen billowing out of the hood occasionally. Black pants and boot, and black leather gloves.

Backround: It is a mystery as to who or where Faceless came from, or how he became Captain Alric's first mate. No one dares to ask him about his past though, because they fear his strange abilities.

Best way to think about him:
A mystery, an enigma. He doesn't talk much and never takes the time to socialize with the others. He is the most ruthless of them all though and will lead a team of pirates onboard an enemy ship and slaughter them all while they sleep.
He can create, absorb, manipulate, and turn into smoke, as well as breathe it without harm.

EDIT: Forgot something.

Weakness: Faceless cannot swim and will sink if he falls in the ocean. Also, if he gets wet, he will lose his powers temporarily till he dries. (This was not true in One Piece, but it makes my character less of a Mary-Sue)
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Last edited by Faceless on Thu Apr 24, 2008 4:28 pm; edited 1 time in total

Oddities you know the captian has:

Belives that Gnomes don't sleep
Belives that Dwarves can fly and refuse to admit it
Whole heartedly wants to know what Liam's full name is.
He calls his first mate Winston for reasons unknown.
Has been known to strangle annoying people with the eyepatch he keeps on his left hip for calling him a pirate.
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I added something I forgot, and that was my character's weakness. It is all good now.
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The Re-Animator Age : 19 Joined : 19 Mar 2008 Posts : 2013

Name: James Draegun

Rank: Ship Mage

Race: Human

Sex: Male

Age: Mid-to-late-twenties

Weapons: His hands are the only weapons besides his magic. Due to some family curse, he cannot use guns or edged/blunt weapons. Touching one causes it to break, become dull, misfire, etc. Cursed bad luck basically. And yes, this curse thankfully defines the difference between knife for eating and knife for stabbing. Something about the curse knowing if he is using the object AS a weapon.

Apperance: 5’10’’. Wears grey monk clothing like this, these pants, and a straw hat (that has a strap to it) like this. Inside the folds of clothing is many mage weapons like scrolls, books, and ingredients. Has blue eyes, and dirty blond hair (that is medium length and spiked up by magic or just shaggy). Medium built body (160 lbs).

Backround: Since birth, it was easy to see that James had a knack for magic, which is good because of the family curse. He graduated with honors in many mage schools, and showed great potential…. Until something happened that lead to him being kicked out of all mage schools in existantance. Though fellow students and some teachers disapprove of his banishment, there was nothing that could be done. He was 18 then. What happened between then and now is a mystery, and why he joined mercenaries, but is known that James and Zero have a history together. In fact, James seems to be one of the few people that Zero can tolerate socially, which is strange considering James is one to be humorous and sarcastic with people.

Also, due to the curse, James learned how to fight with his hands as much as his mind, from the family (all esteemed hand-to-hand fighters) and another group of people (group of monk martial artists) who came from the east (which explains James wearing the weird monk robes). James isn’t an expert fighter, but he’s dropped people twice his size in seconds, and knows how to disarm people from their weapons (and even the odds in close range).

To note, James is also a little ‘whacked’ though calling him insane is an insult to him. He prefers ‘psychotic’. James seems to laugh a lot when in fights, and seems to enjoy himself greatly when causing chaos. This doesn’t mean he’s not aware of what he’s doing, but as he says “If you are going to get into fights a lot, then you might as well enjoy them”. James is noted for having one of the creepiest ‘creepy laughs’ known. He doesn’t always use it but in small doses, when he wants to scare someone or creep them out.

Best way to think about him:
Acts like a goofball, maybe enjoys violence too much. Great with magic, and good with his fists. Can’t use weapons at all. Can be creepy, and likes to mess with magic constantly, though he sometimes messes up when experimenting with it, leading to strange things happening on the boat.

(Also, for those thinking, “Mary Sue!” with my mage knowing martial arts: If he’s out of magic, and sees four guys rushing him with swords, he’s not staying to fight, he’s running, fast, up the nearest pole, and hoping help comes. Though he’ll still taunt the guys while he’s safe up the pole. Razz

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Edit: Again, he's a smartass, and not the best to deal with authority (can you blame him due to what happened?). So while he follows the captains orders (most of the time), he can be a joke-ster/smartass about it.
He also has a way with joking with people he shouldn't or most people don't mess with (like Zero, the Captain, and Liam). James claim's its due to his excellant sense of humor, though it doesn't hurt he's one of the best Ship Mages around, and few others (if any) would take his spot since they fear the crew and officers more than anything else.
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James Draegun wrote:

Look, lets get it straight, I'll probably mis-quote you, whoever you are, and no matter what you say, I'll find something pervy or just plain wrong with it. For that is the way of Rhindillisms

The wind billowed from the north filling the sails of the Freelancer in its journey south towards the lands Island of Neeran. The Captain at the base of the foremast leaning against its sturdy wood firmly ignoring the request from the crew chief for instruction on weather to make Port at the approaching dock. The captain had more important things to do. He was staring far off into the sky. Avidly searching for flying dwarves. He turned away from the rather miffed Crew Member and called up to the man in the mast. “OY Shannagan! Are there any Dwarves to our Aft?”. “NEGATIVE CAPTAIN!” Came the cry from above.

Blast I had such a good feeling about today too. The captain thought while turning to the ever patient crew chief that was still waiting for orders.

“Why didn’t you ask Winston?” Inquired the captain.
”Because you’re the Commanding Officer at the moment sir”
”Oh… Right.. Well… Anyway… prepare to make port. Also find Liam and tell him to gather some of his less murdery sneaks and his biggest swords., and put together a rotation for shore leave. And if you see that infernal Gnome sleeping kick him to make sure he’s not pretending.”
“Aye captain” Replied the crew member without skipping a beat and went off to fill his orders

The captain turned back towards the Island of Neeran. The only thought in his head being I need a big hat. While he went off to find his First Mate.
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Last edited by Drouth on Fri Apr 25, 2008 3:10 pm; edited 1 time in total

Name: Markis T. (possible pseudonym)
Age: Mid 20's - Early 30's.
Gender: Male.
Race: Human?
Weapons: A Kris, three ring daggers (Middle left finger, Right ring finger, right index finger), and several small bombs.
Job: Saboteur/Spy/Assassin, Ship Repairman.
Personal Assistants: Biggs and Wedge (Alchemist and Engineer).
Notable Appearance: Quite short for a human and skinny, Dark leather armor covering most of his body, short black hair, Black mask over his mouth, black paint over the rest of his face, Green eyes, missing middle finger on his right hand, Kris sheathed at his waist as well as a small cluster of bombs (5 total).
Background: Markis is well known around his home region, but not by name or appearance, but by his calling card, a small cross shaped explosive that leaves anyone foolish enough to set foot near it into a pile of burning flesh and organs. Other stories would be told by Biggs and Wedge about his exploits, however Markis dismisses them as their bragging.

Joined Alric's crew just recently along with Biggs and Wedge out of necessity he was beginning to be followed by law enforcement and he didn't want a confrontation that he wasn't paid for and the ship served this purpose. As a professional Saboteur Markis knows how to break things, and how to fix said broken things. So he signed on as a repairman.

He wants to see what swallowing Gunpowder would do to Zero, has yet to sneak any into his food.

Best Way to think about him:
Creepy Explosives guy.

Dunno, possible edits later, I'm going to sleep.
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Last edited by TheGrayCrayon on Fri Apr 25, 2008 3:20 pm; edited 1 time in total

yes Drouth! Join our Highseas ADVENTURE!
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[2:34:54 AM] Doog assgrabs the cappin...Firm yet supple. Doog ducks the fiery wrath of ril. the duck is incinertated.
[2:37:23 AM] Doog assgrabs ril as a form of apology. The duck death toll for this act is believed to be in the thousands.

Last edited by BladedFalcon on Fri Apr 25, 2008 2:06 pm; edited 1 time in total

um, quick question scott, who is winston? and daniel?
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The Re-Animator Age : 19 Joined : 19 Mar 2008 Posts : 2013

Winston is faceless/zero. For some reason scott likes to call zero winston. It is not known why.
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James Draegun wrote:

Look, lets get it straight, I'll probably mis-quote you, whoever you are, and no matter what you say, I'll find something pervy or just plain wrong with it. For that is the way of Rhindillisms

You should read all posts Bladed = P
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damn.. sorry, i have been kinda busy, will pay more attention.
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Name: Aru
Rank: None
Age: 2
Weapons:
Minor Magic and Alchemical skills, the magical being innate and the alchemical from browsing over Marsco's notes
Razor sharp claws on his left hand

Appearance:
6 foot tall, Aru is a Chimera, part human, part dragon, part raven, part wolf and part dryad. His left arm and part of his torso is covered in dragon scales, his right, being that of a dryad is thin and gnarled and resembles the branch of a tree. He has raven wings that are clipped and entirely useless now after his failed attempt to escape. What remains of him that is human is riddled by scars from failed attempts at fusing creature to man. He has the eyes of a wolf, allowing for great peripherial and nocturnal vision at the cost of near sightedness. He is enitrely bald, with several evident scars along his head aswell.

Background: Aru was created as a side project by Marsco in an attempt to make a better reanimated being to suit his purposes. He aquired the initial human body when a student had stumbled upon his work incidentally. Marsco having aquired various parts of other creatures had decided to alchemically create a chimera and thus Aru was born 2 years ago. After running several tests and endearing a failed escape attempt, Marsco had labeled Aru a total failure and had him locked in a magically warded cage, choosing to keep him around instead of disposing of him incase his parts would ever need to be harvested. Aru having retained some knowledge of the students magical training has some innate magical prowess combined with the various parts he has been made of. His magic is focused on that of nature and earth because of his dryad side. He also knows the draconian language thanks to a weak link to the draconian race. Although powerful and intelligent, he is still limited by the human stamina and lack of any training. He holds a deep seated hatred to Marsco and maintains his own individuality, the only creation capable of doing so. This of course has caused him to be punished and tortured near constantly for his verbal attacks.

Best way to think about him:
Disgruntled and agitated. Quick to retort and anger, stubborn as hell.

Edit: He is also elementally resistant thanks to his dragon and dryad parts.
His voice is a can vary from sounding near human to having a mix of every creature, giving him an eerie yet fascinating tone of voice.
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Last edited by Marsco on Sun Apr 27, 2008 3:29 am; edited 2 times in total

A note on Magic:

There are different levels of Magic.
The first being apprentace level spells
The most basic of spells which require no Material Focus or for more powerful wizards, words spoken.

The second are Adept Level spells. Most of this require words spoken however No focus is required. One can use a general focus if you want them to be more powerful but its not usualy required.

Master Spells require a General Focus and Spoken word. All the time.

Grand master spells all require specific Focus for that specific spell and wont work for others. They require spoken phrases.

Thats the basic breakdown and you can work with it from there.

there is another level of spells called Cosmological spells. These spells take long periods of time to cast, between research of Runes required, obtaining said runes from the dragon realms, Usualy require large amounts of space, and the incantation can take anywhere between an hour to three weeks to say.

These spells however are world changing. At weakest they can destroy an army, at strongest they can sink an island.
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AKA Joined : 08 Apr 2007 Posts : 1351

Thinking, thinking...
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