Ulrich walked out of the bakery, back to the port to see a new woman sitting with the group. Immediately perking up, Ulrich smoothed his hair back, made sure his duster was in line, and proceeded to walk to the lady. Coming up in front of her, Ulrich asked, "Are you here for Grandtree's ship, madam?"
[Richy's a playaaaaaaaa ;D]
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Joseph was laying on the dock, staring at the sky. His mind was absent at the moment. This was his form of 'sleep'. His body didn't get any of the positive affects of sleep, and his body was still fully functioning, but time seemed to flow faster. It's usually what he did when he had nothing to do and couldn't sleep.
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[Feokris, you may change your appearance all but the red eyes, since those have been heavily mentioned. Otherwise, your appearance has played little to no role thus far, so change it as you please, though I must agree to it of course.]
<Scott>
Scott sighed and shook his head at the girl, whose hair was still soaked. "Come on," he said as he led her out to the carriage that awaited them. As soon as he closed the door the driver whipped the horses and they were out as fast as they could go. "Already twenty minutes late. Damned shame."
<Sasha>
She was a tad ashamed for making them later than they already were and didn't want to make eye contact with Scott, so she looked out the window. At first nothing caught her eye, until she saw the flames leaping and lurching towards the sky. "Scott, I think your house is on fire!" she said, very alerted and confused.
<Scott>
"Nah, that's the pyre in the back to call the ship," he said dismissively, anxious to arrive. "Driver, can't these horses go any faster?" he asked impatiently.
"Sorry, this is as fast as it gets, but we should arrive within the minute anyway."
"We better..."
After a little over a minute of rising tension they arrived at the dock and Scott kicked open the door and exited with a large cone that helped project ones voice. He had seen it used in a circus once and had bought one for just such an occasion as this. "Hello crew and family of crew of the Lunario. The boat should be here any minute now, so please, if you are with the crew calmly gather your things and head towards the third dock from the left. If you have any questions, please, don't ask me," he joked, though due to his late entry he doubted spirits would be so high. He then thought of something that may help though, so he lifted the horn once more. "I apologize for the delay, and as reperations I shall have our master chef fix some treats for everyone and we will have a party to celebrate the start of our voyage tonight. If you need to go grab any formal clothing that you have neglected to gather as of yet, now would be the only time to do so."
Ludwig got up when he had seen Grandtree's... grand entrance. And was relieved when told he didn't have to wait for much longer. The bad thing was, what Ludwig considered to be his 'formal attire' consisted of the clothes with the least tears. All of my clothes could be formal with the riches of this voy- wait a minute Ludwig thought, he noticed the satchel of gold that Joseph had given him was still in his hand. Ludwig walked towards Joseph and asked him "hey Joseph, you wouldn't happen to know anywhere nearby I could buy some formal-wear in, say, the time before we leave?"
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Useful tidbits: Da Roolz - Da Off Topic Specific Roolz
What does your character look like, I should get a vivid mental image:Wearing heavy clothes with a wool cap
Autobiography of your character:coming from the mysterious land of cyrodill is looking for somthing 'more' to life and ended up here.
Why do you want to join this RP: For pure fun and enjoyment
Post an example of your skill at RPing by stating your character's reaction upon receiving the invitation:Whats this? *reads invitation* *Grabs sword, bow and supplies* *walks out door thinking what might lay ahead*
What does your character look like, I should get a vivid mental image:Wearing heavy clothes with a wool cap
Autobiography of your character:coming from the mysterious land of cyrodill is looking for somthing 'more' to life and ended up here.
Why do you want to join this RP: For pure fun and enjoyment
Post an example of your skill at RPing by stating your character's reaction upon receiving the invitation:Whats this? *reads invitation* *Grabs sword, bow and supplies* *walks out door thinking what might lay ahead*
Three things:
*Its spelled strategy
*This is not anything to do with the elder scrolls series
*This is not a server so if you want to join in with us YOU MUST ELABORATE EVERYTHING YOU HAVE WRITTEN TO THE POWER OF UMPTEEN!
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The moral of these stories? Play God, and there is a 100% chance you will be mauled to death by leopard men.
Useful tidbits: Da Roolz - Da Off Topic Specific Roolz
Your character's skill: Sneaking, learnt from frequent trips to nearby houses for food. Also skilled with knives, can fight, throw knives very well. Knows plenty of language, but not very good at any except English.
Known to have a silver tongue, can talk his way out of everything.
What does your character look like, I should get a vivid mental image:
Sam is basically what you call a dashing rogue. Black hair, cut short and slightly slicked down, ends coming to rest not even halfway down his forehead. His figure is tall and slim, he prefers wearing comfortably over fashionably, doesn't have much muscle but is pretty strong. Doesn't have much hair on arms and legs either, skin is smooth but he doesn't like it too much, it doesn't show all of his "manlyness."
Autobiography of your character:
Sam? He was the runt of the litter. The youngest of 6 siblings. When they all grew up, he couldn't compete with their fancy jobs - bank owner, actor, captain of the Navy,... He has always dreamt of adventure, thrills, excitement - something he can find within... stealing. You could say he's some sort of Robin Hood. Steals from the rich, share it with himself. He only aims for the hardest of jobs - And for some miraculous reason, he always manage to pull it off. Is also what you call a lady killer. Has a natural American accent but prefers British because it is "more elegant".
Having heard about this exciting treasure, Sam thought to himself. "What if I get accepted? Steal the treasure, run away, get rich. My dream all along. Now they'll know what it's like to be the runt of the litter."
Why do you want to join this RP: I just like roleplaying, either Minecraft, text, story, forum, Gmod or whatever.
Post an example of your skill at RPing by stating your character's reaction upon receiving the invitation:
"Brilliant." - He thought to himself. Going back to his home, he packed up his things, remembering to hide the trinkets he have gathered from all the jobs he did, and began to travel to the dock.
William nodded his head at everyone that arrived. Since he had been sitting there for about ((Two hours?)) two hours, he decided to try and meet some of the crew mates, other than what he learned from yesterday. He got up, looked down at his crate full of stuff, and took out one of his various pocket knives he uses for carving things. He also got out one of his statue things and starting carving, really loud and annoying.
Ulrich balked when Grandtree basically told him to make some treats. What the hell? He's late, then he has the audacity to just waltz in and tell me what to do?
Shrugging, Ulrich downed the rest of the bourban, tossed it over his shoulder into the water, and ordered his servants to move the cooking supplies over to the third dock.
[Short post is very short.]
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(@Stingray56 I'm pretty sure your above post cancels out the other one. If not Lily just ignored you. :tongue.gif:)
[Dock Delinquents]
A big goofy smile appeared on Lily's face when Scott announced the Lunario would be docking soon. She had been anticipating this day for so long now... Well, actually its only been a few days, but to her it felt more like a few months. That's probably the only thing she lacked mentally, patience. Lily stood up, throwing both bags over her shoulder, and trudged to the third dock on the left. Oh, I'm so excited!
[I'm just letting everyone know that I am still here, and I will start RPing shortly after the boat leaves. Also, if anyone needs to re-read my character sheet, its back on page 2.]
[Also, my name is spelled wrong on the member list. Deaven not Deavon. :tongue.gif: Not very important though.]
[Sorry about the OOC post. I am not supposed to RP before the boat leaves. Again, just letting everyone know I am still here.]
Joseph rolled his eyes. Fantastic. This man was incredibly late even for him, and even then the other men were here far early then Joseph was... And the only way he had to apologize was luxuries. Like hell I need luxuries... I've got tons of 'em in my bag. How about being early for once? He snorted slightly, and walked over to the third dock, and yawned. He hoped most of his time on the boat would be sleeping. He didn't have very many skills that could be actually used onboard.
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Scott took a long swig from a bottle of rum from his inside coat pocket and replaced it, examining the crew. His eyes hit on Ulrich and it occured that he may have stepped on his toes a bit, so he thought it best to clarify. "Yes, that is what just happened. You got payed to cater to my catering whims," he yelled through the horn. He then gazed across again and saw a few people dispersing from the crowd towards homes and stores. His throat was raw from yelling and he coughed into a hankercheif, leaving a little blood on it. "Again..." he muttered as he replaced the hankercheif.
[@AnnaFanna: I'll just pretend the first post doesn't exist ;D]
[Dock Delinquints]
Ulrich shook his head in disdain. Not only was Scott late, it appeared he was hellbent on being slobbering drunk before the voyage. He ordered for his servants to grab the ingredients for his specialty dessert and meet him in the bakery/tavern.
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A loud ringing bell pierced the silence that hung in the air and awoke Jensen like smelling salts would. He blinked away the sunlight pouring in through his window, and reached out to his nightstand, grabbing the clock that was sitting there. Staring at its face, his own face filled with worry and fear.
"Damn it all, I'm late!"
He jumped up from his bed and opened a chest beside it; already filled with his clothes and luggage. Donning his custom experimenting suit and strapping on the two satchels in the chest, he hurried out the door; all the while muttering "Those damn tricky delays, damn timing..."
[Dockies]
Jensen rushed onto the docks, and, as expected, saw many people there ahead of him, already waiting for the boat. He walked up to the most well-dressed man there, presuming he was the letter sender, and shook his hand almost violently. "Thank you, Mr. Grandtree, I presume, thank you so very much for the letter, it's great to know my work is followed and appreciated, very rare thing these days, that is; and sorry I'm late sir, but, well, at least I don't have to wait too long for the boat now, do I? Hahaha!" Without letting the man speak even once, Jensen then turned to the others waiting for the boat and introduced himself, shaking and kissing hands, to gentleman and ladies, respectfully. "Hello, how do you do? I am Jensen, expert in the redstone mineral, glad to meet you, and you, and you..." he was sure not to miss a single one of them, and when he had finished, he unstrapped his satchels and let them fall to the dock with a thud, and sat on them; recovering from his run.
His excitement was almost palpable, and definitely irritating as opposed to infectious.
Ulrich was taken completely by surprise when a man in a leather overcoat accosted him and shook his hand, quite violently, I might add. He wasn't even given a chance to introduce himself before the "redstone" expert moved on to Joseph, repeating the whole act. Utterly confused and slightly amused, Ulrich just shook his head, and continued on his way to the bakery.
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Ludwig got up and tried to find something do to, he wouldn't have time to buy proper formal-wear anyway.
Lots of interesting characters started to appearing at the docks rather than appear antisocial before the voyage, Ludwig approached the man whittling away at a piece of wood, sitting on a crate. "What are you making, friend?" Ludwig asked, sitting on another crate near the man.
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Useful tidbits: Da Roolz - Da Off Topic Specific Roolz
Scott looked around at his crew, rather pleased to be sailing again, even if it could be his last voyage. He downed the last of the dark golden liquid and tossed the container backwards and headed towards the dock, where he couldn't help but notice Lily. Something about pink eh... He popped in a few mint leaves and chewed thoughtfully for a while before approaching her. "Well, you look ravishing today. What's the occasion?" he joked
((Sorry of OOC post, but I was just reading the whole 'History Unwritten' story again, and I noticed my character seems to have changed personalities. So let's just all pretend he's bipolar! (Bipolar? I'm biwinning. I win here and I win there.) Okay? Okay.))
Ulrich walked out of the bakery, back to the port to see a new woman sitting with the group. Immediately perking up, Ulrich smoothed his hair back, made sure his duster was in line, and proceeded to walk to the lady. Coming up in front of her, Ulrich asked, "Are you here for Grandtree's ship, madam?"
[Richy's a playaaaaaaaa ;D]
[Feokris, you may change your appearance all but the red eyes, since those have been heavily mentioned. Otherwise, your appearance has played little to no role thus far, so change it as you please, though I must agree to it of course.]
<Scott>
Scott sighed and shook his head at the girl, whose hair was still soaked. "Come on," he said as he led her out to the carriage that awaited them. As soon as he closed the door the driver whipped the horses and they were out as fast as they could go. "Already twenty minutes late. Damned shame."
<Sasha>
She was a tad ashamed for making them later than they already were and didn't want to make eye contact with Scott, so she looked out the window. At first nothing caught her eye, until she saw the flames leaping and lurching towards the sky. "Scott, I think your house is on fire!" she said, very alerted and confused.
<Scott>
"Nah, that's the pyre in the back to call the ship," he said dismissively, anxious to arrive. "Driver, can't these horses go any faster?" he asked impatiently.
"Sorry, this is as fast as it gets, but we should arrive within the minute anyway."
"We better..."
After a little over a minute of rising tension they arrived at the dock and Scott kicked open the door and exited with a large cone that helped project ones voice. He had seen it used in a circus once and had bought one for just such an occasion as this. "Hello crew and family of crew of the Lunario. The boat should be here any minute now, so please, if you are with the crew calmly gather your things and head towards the third dock from the left. If you have any questions, please, don't ask me," he joked, though due to his late entry he doubted spirits would be so high. He then thought of something that may help though, so he lifted the horn once more. "I apologize for the delay, and as reperations I shall have our master chef fix some treats for everyone and we will have a party to celebrate the start of our voyage tonight. If you need to go grab any formal clothing that you have neglected to gather as of yet, now would be the only time to do so."
Useful tidbits: Da Roolz - Da Off Topic Specific Roolz
Your character's age:21
Your character's skill:Stealth/Stratagy
What does your character look like, I should get a vivid mental image:Wearing heavy clothes with a wool cap
Autobiography of your character:coming from the mysterious land of cyrodill is looking for somthing 'more' to life and ended up here.
Why do you want to join this RP: For pure fun and enjoyment
Post an example of your skill at RPing by stating your character's reaction upon receiving the invitation:Whats this? *reads invitation* *Grabs sword, bow and supplies* *walks out door thinking what might lay ahead*
Three things:
*Its spelled strategy
*This is not anything to do with the elder scrolls series
*This is not a server so if you want to join in with us YOU MUST ELABORATE EVERYTHING YOU HAVE WRITTEN TO THE POWER OF UMPTEEN!
Useful tidbits: Da Roolz - Da Off Topic Specific Roolz
Your character's age: 20
Your character's skill: Sneaking, learnt from frequent trips to nearby houses for food. Also skilled with knives, can fight, throw knives very well. Knows plenty of language, but not very good at any except English.
Known to have a silver tongue, can talk his way out of everything.
What does your character look like, I should get a vivid mental image:
Sam is basically what you call a dashing rogue. Black hair, cut short and slightly slicked down, ends coming to rest not even halfway down his forehead. His figure is tall and slim, he prefers wearing comfortably over fashionably, doesn't have much muscle but is pretty strong. Doesn't have much hair on arms and legs either, skin is smooth but he doesn't like it too much, it doesn't show all of his "manlyness."
Autobiography of your character:
Sam? He was the runt of the litter. The youngest of 6 siblings. When they all grew up, he couldn't compete with their fancy jobs - bank owner, actor, captain of the Navy,... He has always dreamt of adventure, thrills, excitement - something he can find within... stealing. You could say he's some sort of Robin Hood. Steals from the rich, share it with himself. He only aims for the hardest of jobs - And for some miraculous reason, he always manage to pull it off. Is also what you call a lady killer. Has a natural American accent but prefers British because it is "more elegant".
Having heard about this exciting treasure, Sam thought to himself. "What if I get accepted? Steal the treasure, run away, get rich. My dream all along. Now they'll know what it's like to be the runt of the litter."
Why do you want to join this RP: I just like roleplaying, either Minecraft, text, story, forum, Gmod or whatever.
Post an example of your skill at RPing by stating your character's reaction upon receiving the invitation:
"Brilliant." - He thought to himself. Going back to his home, he packed up his things, remembering to hide the trinkets he have gathered from all the jobs he did, and began to travel to the dock.
William nodded his head at everyone that arrived. Since he had been sitting there for about ((Two hours?)) two hours, he decided to try and meet some of the crew mates, other than what he learned from yesterday. He got up, looked down at his crate full of stuff, and took out one of his various pocket knives he uses for carving things. He also got out one of his statue things and starting carving, really loud and annoying.
http://www.youtube.com/circusofgames/
Shrugging, Ulrich downed the rest of the bourban, tossed it over his shoulder into the water, and ordered his servants to move the cooking supplies over to the third dock.
[Short post is very short.]
[Dock Delinquents]
A big goofy smile appeared on Lily's face when Scott announced the Lunario would be docking soon. She had been anticipating this day for so long now... Well, actually its only been a few days, but to her it felt more like a few months. That's probably the only thing she lacked mentally, patience. Lily stood up, throwing both bags over her shoulder, and trudged to the third dock on the left.
Oh, I'm so excited!
[Also, my name is spelled wrong on the member list. Deaven not Deavon. :tongue.gif: Not very important though.]
[Sorry about the OOC post. I am not supposed to RP before the boat leaves. Again, just letting everyone know I am still here.]
Like hell I need luxuries... I've got tons of 'em in my bag. How about being early for once? He snorted slightly, and walked over to the third dock, and yawned. He hoped most of his time on the boat would be sleeping. He didn't have very many skills that could be actually used onboard.
Scott took a long swig from a bottle of rum from his inside coat pocket and replaced it, examining the crew. His eyes hit on Ulrich and it occured that he may have stepped on his toes a bit, so he thought it best to clarify. "Yes, that is what just happened. You got payed to cater to my catering whims," he yelled through the horn. He then gazed across again and saw a few people dispersing from the crowd towards homes and stores. His throat was raw from yelling and he coughed into a hankercheif, leaving a little blood on it. "Again..." he muttered as he replaced the hankercheif.
[Dock Delinquints]
Ulrich shook his head in disdain. Not only was Scott late, it appeared he was hellbent on being slobbering drunk before the voyage. He ordered for his servants to grab the ingredients for his specialty dessert and meet him in the bakery/tavern.
A loud ringing bell pierced the silence that hung in the air and awoke Jensen like smelling salts would. He blinked away the sunlight pouring in through his window, and reached out to his nightstand, grabbing the clock that was sitting there. Staring at its face, his own face filled with worry and fear.
"Damn it all, I'm late!"
He jumped up from his bed and opened a chest beside it; already filled with his clothes and luggage. Donning his custom experimenting suit and strapping on the two satchels in the chest, he hurried out the door; all the while muttering "Those damn tricky delays, damn timing..."
[Dockies]
Jensen rushed onto the docks, and, as expected, saw many people there ahead of him, already waiting for the boat. He walked up to the most well-dressed man there, presuming he was the letter sender, and shook his hand almost violently. "Thank you, Mr. Grandtree, I presume, thank you so very much for the letter, it's great to know my work is followed and appreciated, very rare thing these days, that is; and sorry I'm late sir, but, well, at least I don't have to wait too long for the boat now, do I? Hahaha!" Without letting the man speak even once, Jensen then turned to the others waiting for the boat and introduced himself, shaking and kissing hands, to gentleman and ladies, respectfully. "Hello, how do you do? I am Jensen, expert in the redstone mineral, glad to meet you, and you, and you..." he was sure not to miss a single one of them, and when he had finished, he unstrapped his satchels and let them fall to the dock with a thud, and sat on them; recovering from his run.
His excitement was almost palpable, and definitely irritating as opposed to infectious.
Ulrich was taken completely by surprise when a man in a leather overcoat accosted him and shook his hand, quite violently, I might add. He wasn't even given a chance to introduce himself before the "redstone" expert moved on to Joseph, repeating the whole act. Utterly confused and slightly amused, Ulrich just shook his head, and continued on his way to the bakery.
Lots of interesting characters started to appearing at the docks rather than appear antisocial before the voyage, Ludwig approached the man whittling away at a piece of wood, sitting on a crate. "What are you making, friend?" Ludwig asked, sitting on another crate near the man.
Useful tidbits: Da Roolz - Da Off Topic Specific Roolz
Scott looked around at his crew, rather pleased to be sailing again, even if it could be his last voyage. He downed the last of the dark golden liquid and tossed the container backwards and headed towards the dock, where he couldn't help but notice Lily. Something about pink eh... He popped in a few mint leaves and chewed thoughtfully for a while before approaching her. "Well, you look ravishing today. What's the occasion?" he joked
http://www.youtube.com/circusofgames/
[I got my a new laptop so I will be much more active now, sorry about my previous predicament.]