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Creative Arts and Media => Roleplay => Fun RP => Topic started by: SadDubwool on September 07, 2014, 04:28:55 AM
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Ok i know chessey title but hear me out-This is A pirate Rp if it wasn't obvious enough....oh and you need a character sheet
example:
Name:
Species:
Weapons:
Alignment:
Personality:
Relationship's:
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((Bring the paddles, we'll save 'em yet!))
NAME: Rayleonarde (Ray)
Species: Raccoon.
Weapons: Basket Hilted cutlass, a hooked whip, and a brace of pistols.
Alignment: Neutral Sailor.
Relationships: None.
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((I have to! I can't keep away!))
Names: Aconitum Lovien
Species: Jackal
Weapons: anything she has on her
Alignment: Pirate (captains her own ship The Marry Muffy Queen)
Personality: loud mouthed, blunt, knows no boundaries, superstitious, shows kindness to few but very quick to trust most, impolite at times but a real lady where it matters, hot headed, cocky, proud of crew and always strives to be the best female captain there ever lived.
Relationships: N/A
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((Thanks guys's))
Name:Jacob
Species:Komodo Dragon
Weapons:Pickaxe or Boarding axe
Alignment:Assassiano's (Basically a spanish-american branch of pirate hunters,And like Acon I captain my own ship,The Eagle)
Personality:Quiet,Vengeful and Mysterious
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Ray sailed about, on his single sailed dingy, without a care in the world. He didn't have to fear from pirates, as they used him to trade in guarded waters. The Navy liked him, because he ran trade routes for less than what other merchants did. Ray could've bought a bigger boat, and a crew to match, but decided against it. Most merchants and pirates recognized his comically small boat.
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Name: Ulfur
Species: Wolsky
Weapons: Miniature halberd and two pistols
Alignment: Acon's Quartermaster
Personality: Sarcastic, polite, fair and loyal to few
Relationships: He's got a gal back home
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Ray kept his sail down, so that he could use the oars. He knew this was slower going, but it made him feel more at peace. He rowed into the docks, and to his consternation, no dock was available. Ray sighed, and dropped anchor, just a few yards away from a much larger ship. He hoped the captain, or at least the boatswain saw him stop. Ray knew it was still early, and most crews of a ship that size, to his knowledge, would still be sleeping. To be safe, he hoisted a flag, and waited. Ray dropped a fishing line into the water, and waited.
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*A Large Man o' War ship sails from Havana,getting a few miles before seeing rays flag*
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Weapons: musket, and one small flintlock pistol.
Alignment: marksman, First mate of the purple dragon.
Personality: Calm, easy going, he'll only speak if he has something to say or if he is talked to, protective to the friends he knows.
Relationships: Mate to Feruda, the captain of the purple dragon.
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Acon sat on the edge of the queen with her feet dangling over the side. She watched the waves pass as the ship sat where it was. Her momba, Gilbert wrapped himself around her neck as she gazed out at passing vessels and birds of all colors.
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Ulfur walked up to where acon sat. "Morning acon. Our last haul netted us about 32 reales each, after the cost of repairing the queen." Ulfur sat down next to her and reached out to pet gilbert. "And how is gilbert doing today?"
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The thin black shake flicked its tongue in response. Acon looked out at particular vessel that caught her eye. She leaned forward and raise a brow. "Yes, you will make a fine addition to my collection." She looked to her quarter master with a devious smirk. "Rally 'em up. We're gonna take that beauty." She pointed in the direction of the ship she wanted life a child shopping for a puppy.
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Ulfur stood up and offered a hand to acon. "As you wish acon. First mate, get ready to attack."
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Acon took Ulfur's paw and jumped from her perch. The first mate nodded his understanding and prepared the rest of the crew for their attack on the unsuspecting vessel.
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Ulfur went below decks to prepare himself and his own small boarding party for battle.
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Ray sighed, as the boat had still not set out. He decided to come back later, hoisted the anchor, and loosed the sail. He caught a nice breeze, and was quickly on his way. Ray walked about the dinghy, picking up random things. He tossed a barrel of rum into the water, after tying a rope around it. He watched, and smiled, as it was towed behind the boat, like a little wooden float. Ray sat back down, and held a map in front of him. He picked it up from some old sailor in a pub way back when, but had no idea where it led. "Well...there's no way to find a place unless your lost." Ray laid back, and studied the map. He hadn't noticed he was sailing towards, and behind, another ship.
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*The Eagle casts a shadow over rays dinghy,a Komodo dragon in black hooded clothes watches from a cannon post*"Holá!"
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Ray heard the voice, and looked around. When he saw the ship, he looked up slowly. "Hello, friend!"
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"Qué?..."*He raises a brow before realising he is speaking english*
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Ray looked down. "Spaniard. I can't speak Spanish." Ray looked back at the figure. "Erm...Hello!"