Lizzy Chance - Lookout
Lizzy sighed as she walked onto the boat. Luckily she knew somethings about a boat since her pack had used them to get away once. That memory was too painful for her as she pushed it away. This is what they would want me to do, move on without them. She thought to herself. Then she surveyed the boat and all it's crew members and decided to introduce herself before things got too awkward. She was glad no one knew her actual name as she plundered cities with her pack. What was once the Shadow Wolf is now simple Lizzy Chance. She took a deep breath. " Hey people, I'm Lizzy and I just got here. I am the lookout for this crew, so you will know where to find me. I shall not go because this is getting awkward." She said with a small laugh before climbing up to her little lookout post. She really didn't like being alone, but she would have to make due since she probably wasn't going to make any friends here. She looked down in interest as she watched the crew do her business which was much more important then her's.
(Was busy, should I post my character now or later?)
Alice Sona - Surgeon
Alice smiled at her cup of hot tea. A fresh cup of steaming hot tea usually made her feel better. She sighed and took a seat and started filling out some paperwork, checking health documents and such. (Man, what do doctors do in their spare time.)
After she was done, her cup of tea was finished as well.
(When could I make my character? (They are 1rst mate))
( You can make them now.)
Simon Hayes - Captain
Simon smiled looking at the crew, he knew the adventures would be exciting and risky. The crew had no idea what they where in for but it would be and exciting experience that they would never forget. When Simon moved his arm he felt a rather unpleasant sting, there was a nail sticking out of the wooden railing he was leaning against, of course with Simon's luck he ended up cutting himself . "Well it's not life threatening but I better check it out unless I want an earful of this." Simon sighed as it was one of his favorite coats and now the material was torn, but maybe someone could fix it…
Simon made his way down to the Surgeons cabin, he opened the door while knocking, "Sorry to bother you Alice but it seems my luck for today isn't to well." He said with a smirk while holding up his arm which the wound was on, Simon cursed under his breath as he realized the blood was soaking the material of his coat. "I don't think it's that bad, i just scratched it on a rusty nail, seems my baby need so updates soon." He took a seat across from her.
Alice Sona - Surgeon
“Take off that coat,” Alice said flatly, “and roll up the sleeve of your shirt, if you have one. I can’t tell whether or not it’s deep. I’ll get the alcohol and cotton balls.” (… do they use those?! I dunno pirate doctors. ;-;)
The room was filled with supplies, luckily, Alice was the one who put them all there. So she knew just about where everything was. “Hm… alcohol? Where is it?” Alice muttered under her breath, “That’s the salt for leeches… Where-oh found it.” Alice said, holding the bottle of alcohol and bag of cotton balls.
(Are you still taking new pirates?)
Simon Hayes - Captain
He took his coat of, frowning as he saw all the blood on the sleeve. He rolled the sleeve of his shirt. He was bored as he waited for Alice to find the supplies so out of boredom he poked his wound. It stung at first but it wasn't anything Simon couldn't handle, he had once been bitten by a python, he let out a chuckle remembering the old crews reaction. Sadly some of them weren't here anymore, Simon who was once smiling now had his poker face on.
"Ah, yes." said Simon. "Have you met that new surgeon yet?" He asked curiously. Simon had heard of the doctor being quite good, but that was only on land. He had noticed the doctor had looked sea sick when everyone was introducing themselves, Simon wondered if he would throw up soon. "I've heard he's quite hard to work with?" Simon looked at her, "But its nothing that you can't handle." He gave her a polite smile.
Alice Sona - Surgeon
Alice got the cotton ball soaked with alcohol, but not drowning it. She then took the cotton ball and dabbed it on the wound lightly, sanitizing it. “The new surgeon? Oh. Yeah I’ve met him. He already seems like he’s quite hard to work with.” Alice grumbled, then she added with a smile, “But of course I can handle it.”
She got some dressing, dressing the wound. “There, it should be fine. The wound wasn’t too deep either, so you’ll be fine. Just don’t use the arm too much. Don’t stress it out.”
(Can I post my character now)
Simon Hayes- Captain
He chuckled hearing the girls response. "Good, You are one of the best surgeons this ship has seen." Simon gave her a warm smile, before standing up. "I should be on my way, if you have any problems you can tell me."
Simon headed for the door going back onto the deck, looking down at his coat. '' Now i just need to find Fiona, she'll know how to fix this…" He mumbled slightly annoyed with himself with being so unlucky.
Alice Sona - Surgeon
“Bye, Captain,” Alice said, waving a little. She turned around and made some tea. Tea was good. Tea helped with stress, sometimes. Alice sighed, she got a difficult partner. How would she deal with him? Tea. Tea will get her through, hopefully.
Name: Alvyn Barenson
Aliases: Drukkinn Herra (Drunken Lord), Kappi
Rank: New Gunmaster (If it is open)
Age: 29
Gender: Male
Orientation: Pansexual
Appearance: Alvyn is a diminutive man standing at just barely four feet. His body is well built and muscular due to years of work and labor. His skin is heavily tanned and on his face there is a thin white scar that curves around his right eye in the shape of a crescent moon. His face is angular and sharp and he has a pointed chin and sharp cheek bones. His eyebrows are thin and curve up at the ends making him look constantly inquisitive and mischievous, resting below them are his almond shaped eyes that mirror the sea foam green of the ocean. His chin is covered in a finely trimmed goatee and he has sideburns that reach just below his pierced ears. His thin lips are twisted in a constant smirk that is quick to infuriate many people. His jet black hair is often sloppily done up in a pony tail that reaches down to his shoulder blades.
As for clothing he wears a brown vest and white under shirt under a thick black trench coat that reaches his knees that is full of pockets to hold guns, blades and other necessities. Over this he wears a high collared black cloak all of these garments are made of a thin, breathable material that keeps him from overheating. He wears brown trousers as well as a pair of tall black leather boots.
Personality: Most people view Alvyn as an infuriating nuisance, his mischievous personality made bar fights a common occurrence. He can easily make a joke in any situation and is equally skilled in maintaining a serious conversation. In all situations he reacts with blunt reality and isn't the type of person to pity a sad person. As for driving forces he just wants a group of people he can call trusted friends and maybe even family. His brain is incredible in the sense that it runs multiple steps ahead in every situation he can predict the movements of people before they start moving and estimate the weather for the next 6 hours.
Flaws: He is a lover of intoxicating drinks and his minuscule size makes it so that he gets drunk much quicker than the average person.
History:…
Other:
(Don't know, how should I enter the story)
(what even is the story anymore.)
