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Creative Arts and Media => Serious RP => Roleplay => Serious RP Companion Board => Topic started by: Grovygrunge on August 14, 2015, 09:10:57 PM
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Some time before you were brought into this world the city once know as London sank below the Earth for reasons unknown. It was quite the inconvenience for pretty much everyone but alas life goes on and so did London and her people. You are...whoever you are. You were born and you were raised and you lived. But none of that matters now, because you wish to, for whatever reason, become a zailor. You wish to sail across the zee and find glory. Or maybe glory isn't what you want. Maybe you have some other reason. Who can say? Well, you of course! So come on then, who are you? At that moment a young urchin approaches you with a piece of paper with some information for you to fill in.
Name:
Species:
Gender:
Background:
Goal (Why do you want to zail? What do you want to achieve?):
Appearance:
Title (How would you like people like the admiralty to refer to you? Sir, Madam, My Lord, My Lady, Captain?):
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Name: Angder
Species: Wolf
Gender: Make
Background: Was born, parents died, friends died. Does not talk about it.
Goal (Why do you want to zail? What do you want to achieve?): Get away from mundane life.
Appearance:See avatar
Title (How would you like people like the admiralty to refer to you? Sir, Madam, My Lord, My Lady, Captain?): Who cares? I WANT TO BE A SZAILOR, NOTHING ELSE MATTERS.
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Name: Geoffrey Noah
Species: Cinnamon Black Bear
Gender: Male
Background: Not on the best terms with his family and was recently evicted from a friend's house. Perhaps there is more to his story than he currently wishes to share.
Goal (Why do you want to zail? What do you want to achieve?): Explore and do something with his life.
Appearance: Reddish-brown and dark brown
Title (How would you like people like the admiralty to refer to you? Sir, Madam, My Lord, My Lady, Captain?): None.
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I think I'll have a throw at this
Name: "Wayward"
Species: Wolfsky
Gender:Male
Background:Wayward wandered. And that was it. He walked, and walked, no end in sight. No beginnings, no ends.
Goal (Why do you want to zail? What do you want to achieve?):Wayward has no goal.
Appearance:He wears a black coat, which covers most of his body. He also has his neck covered in a red scarf, with a tattered end to it. His face is almost always covered by his low-hanging hood of his coat.
Title (How would you like people like the admiralty to refer to you? Sir, Madam, My Lord, My Lady, Captain?): Wayward
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Name: Galen Arakisk
Species: Winged Lion
Gender: Male
Background: Growing up as one of the city's very few residents with the gift of flight, Galen longed for the day when he might see more of the brief glimpses of the lights far above the stone caverns he called home. His boredom from the inherent restrictions of the city gave way to a definite, if somewhat unsettling, interest in weaponry. Traversing the dark waters surrounding London might give him the answers and connection to learn more about how the city reached its current state.
Goal: To discover the world, both above in the unknown light, and below in the shifting shadows.
Appearance: Grey long-sleeved shirt, blue-grey coat riddled with pockets, several holsters of varied sizes, sturdy engineer's trousers, a bronze medallion depicting his species in its earliest incarnation.
Title: Mistcutter