Minx
Committed
Roleplay posts: 52
Age: 23
Physical Description: Minx stands at a minuscule 5'2" and is commonly described as a slip of a human being. With her size and stature it's quite easy for her to slip in and out of places- often resulting in some interesting compromising positions. Her silverly white hair is often to be seen in a disheveled mess constantly falling into her clear blue eyes.
Clothes and Equipment: Whatever brought in the most customers to the tavern is typically what Minx would find herself wearing. Which usually consisted of a blouse hemmed short and cut in a a way that left very little to the imagination. She prefers trousers, merely because they were easier to move in and safer when surrounded by wandering hands. For that though, she also has a dagger, her father left behind for her. That and her mother's silver choker and crystal blue earrings are her most prized possessions.
Player's online availability : Whenever I'm awake! ^-^
Registered: Sept 9, 2018 21:33:45 GMT -8
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Post by Minx on Dec 13, 2018 14:50:06 GMT -8
"I-" Minx's voice cracked a bit, broken by half a sob. It was obvious she was quite worked up by whatever happened between the captain and her in the short time that they were alone. She sniffled again, burying her face into Kuroka's chest, too overwhelmed to give the woman a straight answer. She was still slightly trembling as she attempted to stutter out an answer. "I... A-And M-Mister... Mister Walworth... A-And I just... I d-don't understand why.... I can't....I-I miss Matron." She stammered out, starting a few phrases but she didn't seem to be able to finish any of them, clinging to the older woman.
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Gerald Neumann
Committed
Roleplay posts: 51
Age: 37
Physical Description: Stands at 5'11", lean and muscular with sinewy arms. Gerald has pale blue eyes, his reddish hair is kept short and keeps cleanly shaven when possible, with the exception of his side muttons chops. Gerald has no visible scars, two small gold ring piercings in his ears, and a few tattoos. Those being: A small nautical star for good luck on the right side of his chest, his initials in a decorative script on his right breast, a plain black anchor on his left forearm, a red and blue swallow on his right bicep, and a large depiction of a mermaid half out of water, long locks covering her bare chest, across his back.
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Clothes and Equipment: A dirty white and loose fitting blouse with red horizontal strips covered by a thin brown leather vest with red vertical strips. Brown gloves to keep his hands warm, but finger-less to enable more precision when tying knots. Trousers that are brown wool and stained by the salty sea, and thick black leather boots.
He carries a cutlass on his hip, a hatchet tucked in his trouser's waistband, and a dagger hidden in his right boot. His other miscellaneous equipment includes a basic compass, two water skins(one for holding liquor) and some personal items such as a deck of playing cards and ten dice.
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Registered: Mar 26, 2018 15:55:45 GMT -8
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Post by Gerald Neumann on Dec 15, 2018 16:03:54 GMT -8
The sailor that had knocked on the captain's door winced as he was yelled at by Captain Walworth, and took a slight small step back. He noticed a small figure within his peripheral scurry past him during the commotion. He couldn't dwell on it, or the implications just yet. He had more pressing matters...like an angry captain bearing down on him. "Sir, I'm sorry sir. I-its just that the First Mate dropped the anchor and says we're to row ashore. Captain, you're not going to believe this, but the ship we're after is atop the cliffs! Gerald says we gotta cross over the island to reach it," Said the crewman. Taking a gulp and trying to regain what little composure he had, he continued, "If ya'd like, Captain, I can tell Gerald you wanna rest while *he leads the search?" The pirate smiled greedily, thinking that without the captain to overwatch the splitting of the loot with the highest percentage going to him, there'd be more to go around for the pirate and the others.
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Kuroka
Established
Roleplay posts: 27
Age: 34
Physical Description:
Kuroka stands at 5'3" and weighs 105lbs. The most striking feature, atop her head, is two prominent cat-like ears. If one looks upon her long, they'd find two-three foot cat-like tails jutting from beneath her kimono.
Her black hair curtains her face, and goes down past her shoulders, to about the middle of her back. Her eyes are a yellow, with slit pupils, much like a cat.
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Clothes and Equipment:
Aside from her black kimono, yellow obi, and the golden beads that wrap around her hips, and a simple canvas bag that holds her belongings, there is not much she has on her.
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Player's online availability : Fridays, Weekends
Registered: Jun 19, 2018 14:17:05 GMT -8
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Post by Kuroka on Dec 15, 2018 18:49:39 GMT -8
Whatever had happened between Minx and the Captain, it was not her business, but that did not stop her from wanting to know. Swallowing both whatever was lodged in her throat, and her curious nature, she began to stroke the younger woman's head, running her hands through her hair, nails softly raking across her skin on occasion. Her other hand found her back, rubbing back and forth.
"Everything is alright, Minx, everything is okay." She cooed, careful not to touch her where she might've been struck. As her sobs did not seem to subside, she continued to coo and coax Minx, keeping her close, letting her know she has a friend. "I promise, I'll get you back to Matron, Minx."
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Minx
Committed
Roleplay posts: 52
Age: 23
Physical Description: Minx stands at a minuscule 5'2" and is commonly described as a slip of a human being. With her size and stature it's quite easy for her to slip in and out of places- often resulting in some interesting compromising positions. Her silverly white hair is often to be seen in a disheveled mess constantly falling into her clear blue eyes.
Clothes and Equipment: Whatever brought in the most customers to the tavern is typically what Minx would find herself wearing. Which usually consisted of a blouse hemmed short and cut in a a way that left very little to the imagination. She prefers trousers, merely because they were easier to move in and safer when surrounded by wandering hands. For that though, she also has a dagger, her father left behind for her. That and her mother's silver choker and crystal blue earrings are her most prized possessions.
Player's online availability : Whenever I'm awake! ^-^
Registered: Sept 9, 2018 21:33:45 GMT -8
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Post by Minx on Dec 16, 2018 19:26:11 GMT -8
Minx couldn't hold it together for any longer and her hands bunched up into Kuroka's kimono as she wept freely, the first time she had allowed herself to properly cry since she found herself on the boat. Over... everything. The bad luck of choosing the barrel that was hoisted out onto sea, being found out by the crew, and just... doing whatever it was she had done to wrong the captain. Her rear still stung something terrible and her throat was hoarse but they gradually were soothed probably in no small part due to Kuroka. Her throat began to sting with tears though instead.
It was a good few minutes before she collected herself forcefully, straightening up as she hiccuped and rubbed at her eyes. "T-T-Thank you Miss K-Kuroka." She stammered as she took a shaky breath, rubbing under her eyes as she sniffled loudly. She took a couple of small breaths as she gave a shaky tear stained smile. "C-Crying... N-Never fixed anything a-anyway. T-That's enough... f-for now. E-Everything... Everything is g-going to be okay." She hiccuped again but forced the smile to remain. "I should-" A harsh sniffle interrupted her sentence. "I should... g-get back to work."
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Henry Walworth
Committed
Roleplay posts: 69
Age: 34
Physical Description: If one were to tell you Henry was a pirate, you would believe that person almost immediately. Something about his tall bearing, the gruffness of voice, the gray hairs starting to penetrate his usually copper mane and well kept beard and mustache, not to mention the scars that crease his face, all scream rogue.
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Clothes and Equipment: Henry usually wears a tan luxurious silken robe and brown breeches, with a white shirt underneath, all secured with a crimson red sash and a brown leather belt. His two handed saber rests in its scabbard attached to his belt, along with his long, thin dagger. When on land and in battle, he wears his brown leather boots, but while at sea, he prefers to be barefoot to grip onto the slippery deck better.
For battle, he wears a blackened burgonet to protect his head, and a blackened cuirass to protect his torso. He also dons leather gloves, with large steel studs sowed onto the knuckles.
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Registered: Mar 25, 2018 18:46:43 GMT -8
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Post by Henry Walworth on Dec 16, 2018 20:24:48 GMT -8
"I swear to the gods if Mr. Neumann takes on step off this ship without me in that rowboat, I'll have his head mounted on the bowsprit," came the growl from Walworth, noticeably cooler than a few moments prior. Perhaps it was the thought there would perhaps be something in store for him in this foolish venture after all that caused him to stop shouting at being woken up. Or maybe it was the glimmer of greed in his subordinate's eyes that reminded him that he was still Captain of this ship, and if he continued to abuse the man it could certainly cause a mutiny.
He turned back into the cabin only to find it empty. Feeling the blood rushing to his face yet again he again got dressed, having to settle for a different shirt than the one Minx 'appropriated'. He equipped himself even further than before however, buckling on his blackened cuirass and strapping his sword around his waist. One never knew what they were going to find on a supposedly cursed, deserted island.
He exited his cabin with a tight frown affixed to his mouth wondering where in the hells that little girl he had just disciplined for avoiding him did just that. He walked over to the waiting rowboat, then spotted the rather touching scene (if he wasn't such a callous man) of Kuroka comforting the poor girl. He would've gone over there if it was anyone else but Kuroka, but she... unsettled him. Maybe it was the cat ears, or the tail, but he didn't approach unless he absolutely had to. And this wasn't one of those times.
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Gerald Neumann
Committed
Roleplay posts: 51
Age: 37
Physical Description: Stands at 5'11", lean and muscular with sinewy arms. Gerald has pale blue eyes, his reddish hair is kept short and keeps cleanly shaven when possible, with the exception of his side muttons chops. Gerald has no visible scars, two small gold ring piercings in his ears, and a few tattoos. Those being: A small nautical star for good luck on the right side of his chest, his initials in a decorative script on his right breast, a plain black anchor on his left forearm, a red and blue swallow on his right bicep, and a large depiction of a mermaid half out of water, long locks covering her bare chest, across his back.
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Clothes and Equipment: A dirty white and loose fitting blouse with red horizontal strips covered by a thin brown leather vest with red vertical strips. Brown gloves to keep his hands warm, but finger-less to enable more precision when tying knots. Trousers that are brown wool and stained by the salty sea, and thick black leather boots.
He carries a cutlass on his hip, a hatchet tucked in his trouser's waistband, and a dagger hidden in his right boot. His other miscellaneous equipment includes a basic compass, two water skins(one for holding liquor) and some personal items such as a deck of playing cards and ten dice.
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Registered: Mar 26, 2018 15:55:45 GMT -8
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Post by Gerald Neumann on Dec 28, 2018 14:23:26 GMT -8
The pirate's greedy smile rapidly fell from his face, and his eyes went blank, emotionless, hiding his current feelings from his captain. He liked his captain, treated the men mostly fair, and he was paid and had a full stomach. However, no one enjoyed a chewing out. With the captain's mind made up, the pirate returned to his duties above decks and eagerly awaited the journey to the island. What treasures were there to be found, he wondered?
Gerald was too busy barking at the sailors to get the rowboats prepared and the supplies ready to have noticed Koruka and Minx's scene. Sure, in his peripheral, he saw the pair together, but thought little of it and assumed it was merely another awkward conversation.
"Ah, there you are, Captain!" Gerald greeted Henry cheerfully, offering the other man and toothy smile. "The boats are just about ready." To demonstrate, Gerald walked over to the starboard side of the ship and approached the raised rowboat. Double checking his person to make sure his cutlass' hilt was securely fastened to the brown sash around his waist, Gerald took a tentative, yet confident, step over the gunwale and into the boat. He looked back to the captain and spread his arms wide in humorous gesture, displaying the boat is, indeed, ready.
"My love!" He shouted at Kuroka, still consoling Minx. "It is time to depart! Hurry up!" He waved the catgirl over eagerly and cheerfully and sniffed the air. The weather was perfect. Azazael kept his end of the bargain, it would seem.
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Kuroka
Established
Roleplay posts: 27
Age: 34
Physical Description:
Kuroka stands at 5'3" and weighs 105lbs. The most striking feature, atop her head, is two prominent cat-like ears. If one looks upon her long, they'd find two-three foot cat-like tails jutting from beneath her kimono.
Her black hair curtains her face, and goes down past her shoulders, to about the middle of her back. Her eyes are a yellow, with slit pupils, much like a cat.
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Clothes and Equipment:
Aside from her black kimono, yellow obi, and the golden beads that wrap around her hips, and a simple canvas bag that holds her belongings, there is not much she has on her.
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Player's online availability : Fridays, Weekends
Registered: Jun 19, 2018 14:17:05 GMT -8
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Post by Kuroka on Jan 3, 2019 12:55:16 GMT -8
Kuroka wasn't really listening to Minx anymore, though her ministrations continued, and the magic flowed. Instead, she was glaring at Walworth. She had seen him step upon the deck from the bowels of the ship, making both of her tails bristle with anger, both thrashing from side to side behind her. The sharp sniffle brought her back to the girl, anger fading back to the nurturing attitude.
"Do whatever you are comfortable with, Minx, don't exert yourself, I'm sure the Captain can be reasoned with." Her ears twitched at Gerald's words, 'my love.' They made her shiver with excitement, but she pushed the thoughts away, once again fixing herself on the girl.
"Do you want to come on the island with us, Minx? A change of scenery and solid earth might do you some good." The feline irises flicked up and down Minx, hands casually sliding to fix the buttons upon her newly acquired shirt.
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Minx
Committed
Roleplay posts: 52
Age: 23
Physical Description: Minx stands at a minuscule 5'2" and is commonly described as a slip of a human being. With her size and stature it's quite easy for her to slip in and out of places- often resulting in some interesting compromising positions. Her silverly white hair is often to be seen in a disheveled mess constantly falling into her clear blue eyes.
Clothes and Equipment: Whatever brought in the most customers to the tavern is typically what Minx would find herself wearing. Which usually consisted of a blouse hemmed short and cut in a a way that left very little to the imagination. She prefers trousers, merely because they were easier to move in and safer when surrounded by wandering hands. For that though, she also has a dagger, her father left behind for her. That and her mother's silver choker and crystal blue earrings are her most prized possessions.
Player's online availability : Whenever I'm awake! ^-^
Registered: Sept 9, 2018 21:33:45 GMT -8
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Post by Minx on Jan 4, 2019 16:43:22 GMT -8
Minx sniffled at that again blinking up at Kuroka. It was true she was a bit sick of the constant heaving of the deck below her and being surrounded constantly by miles and miles of sea. And being around Miss Kuroka did make her feel a bit better. Mr. Brad might start asking questions if she came down looking as she did, and explaining what happened to the energetic man might bring on another bout of tears.
She bit her lip a bit as she sniffled and slowly came to a decision. "I... I don't know if I'm allowed to. But I... I might wanna Miss Kuroka." She said quietly as she brought her hand up trying to clear her eyes of the tears that were clouding them.
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Henry Walworth
Committed
Roleplay posts: 69
Age: 34
Physical Description: If one were to tell you Henry was a pirate, you would believe that person almost immediately. Something about his tall bearing, the gruffness of voice, the gray hairs starting to penetrate his usually copper mane and well kept beard and mustache, not to mention the scars that crease his face, all scream rogue.
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Clothes and Equipment: Henry usually wears a tan luxurious silken robe and brown breeches, with a white shirt underneath, all secured with a crimson red sash and a brown leather belt. His two handed saber rests in its scabbard attached to his belt, along with his long, thin dagger. When on land and in battle, he wears his brown leather boots, but while at sea, he prefers to be barefoot to grip onto the slippery deck better.
For battle, he wears a blackened burgonet to protect his head, and a blackened cuirass to protect his torso. He also dons leather gloves, with large steel studs sowed onto the knuckles.
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Registered: Mar 25, 2018 18:46:43 GMT -8
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Post by Henry Walworth on Jan 9, 2019 13:23:31 GMT -8
Walworth could feel the hairs on the back of his neck start prickling, telling him that someone was glaring at him. Which could be just about any of the crew, but when he turned he saw it was Kuroka... which was somehow more unsettling than a thought of a brewing mutiny. He didn't stop staring at Kuroka as he stepped into the rowboat. If she was going to try something he didn't want to be caught off guard.
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Kuroka
Established
Roleplay posts: 27
Age: 34
Physical Description:
Kuroka stands at 5'3" and weighs 105lbs. The most striking feature, atop her head, is two prominent cat-like ears. If one looks upon her long, they'd find two-three foot cat-like tails jutting from beneath her kimono.
Her black hair curtains her face, and goes down past her shoulders, to about the middle of her back. Her eyes are a yellow, with slit pupils, much like a cat.
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Clothes and Equipment:
Aside from her black kimono, yellow obi, and the golden beads that wrap around her hips, and a simple canvas bag that holds her belongings, there is not much she has on her.
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Player's online availability : Fridays, Weekends
Registered: Jun 19, 2018 14:17:05 GMT -8
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Post by Kuroka on Jan 15, 2019 20:36:22 GMT -8
Kuroka pulled at Minx's hand, enough to entice her to come, not enough to make her move. She cocked her head towards the rowboat, gesturing that she should come along, before walking away.
"It will be a good time.." Her voice trailed off as she walked to the rowboat, fisting her hands on Gerald's vest as she took a precarious step over the water and onto the much tinier boat. The glance she had at the water between the much bigger and much smaller boat gave her shivers, and once she was firmly on the rowboat, she squeezed herself against her pirate, if they fell in, at least it would be together.
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Minx
Committed
Roleplay posts: 52
Age: 23
Physical Description: Minx stands at a minuscule 5'2" and is commonly described as a slip of a human being. With her size and stature it's quite easy for her to slip in and out of places- often resulting in some interesting compromising positions. Her silverly white hair is often to be seen in a disheveled mess constantly falling into her clear blue eyes.
Clothes and Equipment: Whatever brought in the most customers to the tavern is typically what Minx would find herself wearing. Which usually consisted of a blouse hemmed short and cut in a a way that left very little to the imagination. She prefers trousers, merely because they were easier to move in and safer when surrounded by wandering hands. For that though, she also has a dagger, her father left behind for her. That and her mother's silver choker and crystal blue earrings are her most prized possessions.
Player's online availability : Whenever I'm awake! ^-^
Registered: Sept 9, 2018 21:33:45 GMT -8
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Post by Minx on Jan 16, 2019 18:52:46 GMT -8
Minx watched her go climb, still sniffling and biting her lip softly as she looked over at the boat. She avoided looking at the captain knowing that would make her lose her nerve. She heard Gerald calling for the men to start to release the boat and she made her decision quickly then. Taking a deep breath, dashing her tears once more she hurried after Kuroka, slipping between two deckhands quickly before nimbly slipping into the boat, sitting on the floor near Kuroka.
She'd seen the empty spot near Walworth, but there was no way she could sit next to him in the small craft for any extended period of time in her state. She pulled her knees up to her chest, making herself even smaller as she fit between their legs on the bottom of the boat silently.
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Gerald Neumann
Committed
Roleplay posts: 51
Age: 37
Physical Description: Stands at 5'11", lean and muscular with sinewy arms. Gerald has pale blue eyes, his reddish hair is kept short and keeps cleanly shaven when possible, with the exception of his side muttons chops. Gerald has no visible scars, two small gold ring piercings in his ears, and a few tattoos. Those being: A small nautical star for good luck on the right side of his chest, his initials in a decorative script on his right breast, a plain black anchor on his left forearm, a red and blue swallow on his right bicep, and a large depiction of a mermaid half out of water, long locks covering her bare chest, across his back.
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Clothes and Equipment: A dirty white and loose fitting blouse with red horizontal strips covered by a thin brown leather vest with red vertical strips. Brown gloves to keep his hands warm, but finger-less to enable more precision when tying knots. Trousers that are brown wool and stained by the salty sea, and thick black leather boots.
He carries a cutlass on his hip, a hatchet tucked in his trouser's waistband, and a dagger hidden in his right boot. His other miscellaneous equipment includes a basic compass, two water skins(one for holding liquor) and some personal items such as a deck of playing cards and ten dice.
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Registered: Mar 26, 2018 15:55:45 GMT -8
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Post by Gerald Neumann on Jan 31, 2019 14:26:39 GMT -8
Gerald wrapped an arm instinctively around Kuroka's shoulders and smiled warmly at his kitten when she fell against him. This island made him anxious, and he felt more at ease and enjoyed her touch more than he showed. He opened his mouth to say something naughty, to make Kuroka giggle, but stopped himself when he noticed Minx quickly climb into the boat and settle between both his and Kuroka's legs. He raised an eyebrow and shot Walworth a curious look, but otherwise said little other than to shout for the boat to be lowered. On the other side of the ship was an identical rowboat being lowered into the calm, blue, waters below. Filled with five other crewmen.
It didn't take long for the two rowboats to reach the short stretch of narrow beach. Once grounded, Gerald removed his arm from Kuroka's shoulders and hopped out of the craft into the shallow water. He then grabbed the wooden rim on the bow of the rowboat and hefted it further upon the beach with a grunt. It was heavy, of course, and unhelped by the passengers, but it still being in water made it easier. When completely beached like a whale, Gerald straightened up and offered his hand to his lady with a sarcastic grin. "M'lady, may I have the pleasure?"
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Kuroka
Established
Roleplay posts: 27
Age: 34
Physical Description:
Kuroka stands at 5'3" and weighs 105lbs. The most striking feature, atop her head, is two prominent cat-like ears. If one looks upon her long, they'd find two-three foot cat-like tails jutting from beneath her kimono.
Her black hair curtains her face, and goes down past her shoulders, to about the middle of her back. Her eyes are a yellow, with slit pupils, much like a cat.
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Clothes and Equipment:
Aside from her black kimono, yellow obi, and the golden beads that wrap around her hips, and a simple canvas bag that holds her belongings, there is not much she has on her.
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Player's online availability : Fridays, Weekends
Registered: Jun 19, 2018 14:17:05 GMT -8
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Post by Kuroka on Feb 3, 2019 14:56:28 GMT -8
Now, of course, the boat she was just on was also on the water. It was also much bigger, and farther away from the brine. She spent all of the ride upon the rowboat clinging closely to her pirate. The short ride felt like an eternity, yellow eyes unable to remove themselves from the waves that helped pull them ashore.
Her mewl was a distraught one as Gerald left her to jump into the water and pull the boat onto the sand. She didn't feel safe without the man to hang on, and instead wrapped her arms about Minx. She had to bend double, but it was better than looking at the water. A lot better. When she heard his soothing voice, she did take her face away from Minx's shoulder, a smile showing her sharper-than-normal teeth. Practically jumping into the pirates arms, she wanted to be anywhere else than that rowboat, and this island looked like it had many tall things to get on.
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Minx
Committed
Roleplay posts: 52
Age: 23
Physical Description: Minx stands at a minuscule 5'2" and is commonly described as a slip of a human being. With her size and stature it's quite easy for her to slip in and out of places- often resulting in some interesting compromising positions. Her silverly white hair is often to be seen in a disheveled mess constantly falling into her clear blue eyes.
Clothes and Equipment: Whatever brought in the most customers to the tavern is typically what Minx would find herself wearing. Which usually consisted of a blouse hemmed short and cut in a a way that left very little to the imagination. She prefers trousers, merely because they were easier to move in and safer when surrounded by wandering hands. For that though, she also has a dagger, her father left behind for her. That and her mother's silver choker and crystal blue earrings are her most prized possessions.
Player's online availability : Whenever I'm awake! ^-^
Registered: Sept 9, 2018 21:33:45 GMT -8
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Post by Minx on Feb 3, 2019 18:18:20 GMT -8
Minx had blinked in surprise when Kuroka suddenly wrapped her arms around her shoulders, startling her from her thoughts. In the small space at the bottom of the boat, it'd given her ample time to think about what had transpired between her and the captain. She still... wasn't quite sure why it had all happened as it had but she thought it might have something to do with the captain's lack of sleep making his temper flare. That, of course, was her fault from what she could understand, so the fact he'd taken it out on her... she could understand yet it still stung. Not literally thankfully, Kuroka's power had helped with that. Having the older feline woman around was an ease on her mind for certain.
She lightly rubbed the woman's arms to soothe her- knowing from experience by watching rotten kids hurl stray cats into the shallows- how much cats disliked the ocean. When they finally made land fall she was just as relieved as Kuroka though. She missed having steady earth under her feet. Or at least, she'd thought so.
As soon as she attempted to climb out of the boat, her knees started knocking something terrible, unused to the transition from sea back onto land. She gave a yelp as she almost tumbled out of the boat, face first, only to cling feebly to the side to get her land legs back.
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Henry Walworth
Committed
Roleplay posts: 69
Age: 34
Physical Description: If one were to tell you Henry was a pirate, you would believe that person almost immediately. Something about his tall bearing, the gruffness of voice, the gray hairs starting to penetrate his usually copper mane and well kept beard and mustache, not to mention the scars that crease his face, all scream rogue.
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Clothes and Equipment: Henry usually wears a tan luxurious silken robe and brown breeches, with a white shirt underneath, all secured with a crimson red sash and a brown leather belt. His two handed saber rests in its scabbard attached to his belt, along with his long, thin dagger. When on land and in battle, he wears his brown leather boots, but while at sea, he prefers to be barefoot to grip onto the slippery deck better.
For battle, he wears a blackened burgonet to protect his head, and a blackened cuirass to protect his torso. He also dons leather gloves, with large steel studs sowed onto the knuckles.
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Registered: Mar 25, 2018 18:46:43 GMT -8
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Post by Henry Walworth on Feb 14, 2019 15:58:11 GMT -8
If Walworth was being honest with himself, probably the only person in the overworld and underworld he would be honest with, he had had few boat rides more filled with awkwardness. Close proximity to the cat woman, who seemed none too pleased with him for gods knew what reason, plus the source of far too many questions and not enough answers that seemed intent on avoiding him. What a bother.
If he was being honest, this boat ride seemed rather similar to one he took in Isra quite some years ago. Though in that instance he was in shackles and the destination was a supposedly inescapable prison, still it was about as pleasant.
Standing as he allowed Kuroka to leap out of the boat first (He doubted he would want to get between her and dry land. He could only imagine what those claws were capable of.), he attempted to catch Minx as she nearly tumbled out of the boat. He gently laid his gloved hands on her back, "You alright there Miss Minx?"
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Minx
Committed
Roleplay posts: 52
Age: 23
Physical Description: Minx stands at a minuscule 5'2" and is commonly described as a slip of a human being. With her size and stature it's quite easy for her to slip in and out of places- often resulting in some interesting compromising positions. Her silverly white hair is often to be seen in a disheveled mess constantly falling into her clear blue eyes.
Clothes and Equipment: Whatever brought in the most customers to the tavern is typically what Minx would find herself wearing. Which usually consisted of a blouse hemmed short and cut in a a way that left very little to the imagination. She prefers trousers, merely because they were easier to move in and safer when surrounded by wandering hands. For that though, she also has a dagger, her father left behind for her. That and her mother's silver choker and crystal blue earrings are her most prized possessions.
Player's online availability : Whenever I'm awake! ^-^
Registered: Sept 9, 2018 21:33:45 GMT -8
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Post by Minx on Feb 16, 2019 19:59:04 GMT -8
Minx jumped like a startled kitten and lurched several steps away from Walworth instinctively. It was as if her hackles were raised as she looked up at him, looking slightly guarded. For a girl who had seemed rather vacant in the mental department initially, it seemed she learned a lesson and learned it quickly when was necessary.
She was still unsteady on her feet though and caught herself on the bow of the small boat for balance as she gave a bit of a strained smile, not looking at him. "Fine! Fine, just... not used to the solid ground yet." She said quickly before she lurched off the boat trying to speed walk as best as she could away from him back to Kuroka's relative side. She didn't want to get in the way of her embrace with Gerald after all.
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Gerald Neumann
Committed
Roleplay posts: 51
Age: 37
Physical Description: Stands at 5'11", lean and muscular with sinewy arms. Gerald has pale blue eyes, his reddish hair is kept short and keeps cleanly shaven when possible, with the exception of his side muttons chops. Gerald has no visible scars, two small gold ring piercings in his ears, and a few tattoos. Those being: A small nautical star for good luck on the right side of his chest, his initials in a decorative script on his right breast, a plain black anchor on his left forearm, a red and blue swallow on his right bicep, and a large depiction of a mermaid half out of water, long locks covering her bare chest, across his back.
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Clothes and Equipment: A dirty white and loose fitting blouse with red horizontal strips covered by a thin brown leather vest with red vertical strips. Brown gloves to keep his hands warm, but finger-less to enable more precision when tying knots. Trousers that are brown wool and stained by the salty sea, and thick black leather boots.
He carries a cutlass on his hip, a hatchet tucked in his trouser's waistband, and a dagger hidden in his right boot. His other miscellaneous equipment includes a basic compass, two water skins(one for holding liquor) and some personal items such as a deck of playing cards and ten dice.
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Registered: Mar 26, 2018 15:55:45 GMT -8
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Post by Gerald Neumann on Mar 5, 2019 15:50:48 GMT -8
"Whoah-ho!" Exclaimed Gerald when the kitten jumped into his arms. He held her tightly and looked admiringly into her eyes for a brief moment, smiling, before dropping her carefully onto the beach. He grabbed her right hand into his left one, to keep his weapon hand free, and began walking up to the treeline a few yards from the boat as the second craft beached. This one a crew of five motley pirates. All grumbling and complaining about the humidity and the sun beating down on them all as they hopped out of the boat and regrouped near the captain.
Before Gerald and Kuroka, as they waited for the rest of the party to catch up to them, was a small, very narrow pathway through the thick jungle. It was where Gerald and his men had cut through the thicket the first time, months ago. Most of the undergrowth had come back and taken over the path, but the signs of the old one remained. A surprise, to be sure, but a welcome one. They would still have to cut their way through it and possibly walk single file, but it would be quicker this time than the last. He looked beside him at Kuroka and slightly frowned. While the sight of her gave him a right shock to the jivvies, she was a bit undressed for this. For a moment, he thought about asking her to wait behind, and then decided against it. She probably wouldn't listen to him anyway, and she was a mage...or something. She probably had a natural defense against insects.
He smiled at her again, "you see that, dear?" He asked her. "Maybe a mile in that direction and we reach our destination."
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Henry Walworth
Committed
Roleplay posts: 69
Age: 34
Physical Description: If one were to tell you Henry was a pirate, you would believe that person almost immediately. Something about his tall bearing, the gruffness of voice, the gray hairs starting to penetrate his usually copper mane and well kept beard and mustache, not to mention the scars that crease his face, all scream rogue.
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Clothes and Equipment: Henry usually wears a tan luxurious silken robe and brown breeches, with a white shirt underneath, all secured with a crimson red sash and a brown leather belt. His two handed saber rests in its scabbard attached to his belt, along with his long, thin dagger. When on land and in battle, he wears his brown leather boots, but while at sea, he prefers to be barefoot to grip onto the slippery deck better.
For battle, he wears a blackened burgonet to protect his head, and a blackened cuirass to protect his torso. He also dons leather gloves, with large steel studs sowed onto the knuckles.
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Registered: Mar 25, 2018 18:46:43 GMT -8
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Post by Henry Walworth on Mar 19, 2019 16:41:34 GMT -8
Following behind Gerald and Kuroka, Henry was fuming more or less silently, depending on where the cuirass decided to pinch him at the time. He truly began to regret his decision to come even a little bit prepared for a fight, seeing as he had left his helmet behind, but even that little bit of armor was nigh unbearable. "It better be worth it Mister Neumann," he muttered in Gerald's general direction, not particularly caring if Gerald answered him or not.
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Minx
Committed
Roleplay posts: 52
Age: 23
Physical Description: Minx stands at a minuscule 5'2" and is commonly described as a slip of a human being. With her size and stature it's quite easy for her to slip in and out of places- often resulting in some interesting compromising positions. Her silverly white hair is often to be seen in a disheveled mess constantly falling into her clear blue eyes.
Clothes and Equipment: Whatever brought in the most customers to the tavern is typically what Minx would find herself wearing. Which usually consisted of a blouse hemmed short and cut in a a way that left very little to the imagination. She prefers trousers, merely because they were easier to move in and safer when surrounded by wandering hands. For that though, she also has a dagger, her father left behind for her. That and her mother's silver choker and crystal blue earrings are her most prized possessions.
Player's online availability : Whenever I'm awake! ^-^
Registered: Sept 9, 2018 21:33:45 GMT -8
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Post by Minx on Mar 31, 2019 13:43:09 GMT -8
Minx stood just a few feet away from Kuroka as she looked up at the island curiously, wondering what they were looking for here. It looked like a rather nice place to be sure, but the heat was just a bit suffocating. Even on the hottest days on the docks, there was always a constant breeze across. She sulked a bit again missing her home once again but there was not much she could do. Maybe she'd find some interesting fruits on the island at least and bring it back to Mr. Brad. That was a better path of thought than how much she missed home, or what had happened on the ship already.
As she looked across the tree line, her interest was perked, seeing strange brown fuzzy balls and a few much larger green balls around the base of the tree. She glanced once at Kuroka before she wandered off a few steps to inspect the strange objects while the other pirates hauled their boats ashore.
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Kuroka
Established
Roleplay posts: 27
Age: 34
Physical Description:
Kuroka stands at 5'3" and weighs 105lbs. The most striking feature, atop her head, is two prominent cat-like ears. If one looks upon her long, they'd find two-three foot cat-like tails jutting from beneath her kimono.
Her black hair curtains her face, and goes down past her shoulders, to about the middle of her back. Her eyes are a yellow, with slit pupils, much like a cat.
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Clothes and Equipment:
Aside from her black kimono, yellow obi, and the golden beads that wrap around her hips, and a simple canvas bag that holds her belongings, there is not much she has on her.
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Player's online availability : Fridays, Weekends
Registered: Jun 19, 2018 14:17:05 GMT -8
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Post by Kuroka on Apr 24, 2019 10:15:25 GMT -8
The sand upon the island was indeed very different from the hard planks of Captain Walworth's ship, she made a mental note to make Gerald get some sort of carpeting for the floor about their hammock. Her amber colored eyes glanced up and down the shore as her pirate led her to wherever he was going, and her ears twitched with every slight sound at this new place. Both of her tails swing, clearly showing her interest.
When her pirate looked at her, Kuroka smiled, one that reached ear to ear, and she lifted her chin to look up at him. She had noticed his slight frown, but it was forgotten as soon as he pointed to the path.
"It looks dark. And gross." She moved behind Gerald, peaking around him to look at the path more clearly. "When next we get to shore, you will buy me boots."
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