[center][img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/230310/74eb28d2a3c7617e792a13aa8e035a89.png[/img] [IMG]https://eskipaper.com/images/redhead-anime-girl-1.jpg[/IMG][/center] [center][color=6ecff6][h2]Character Description[/h2][/color][/center] [center][sub][color=9e0b0f]Get paid, do the job, get out, hope I didn’t draw attention[/color][/sub][/center] Annabelle was an orphan on her island, one of many, too many if she were honest. A bloody civil war when she was young left many children without one or both of their parents. It seemed nobody won this war, well, nobody but the man who now sat on his self proclaimed “throne” and bullied the weakened citizens. The same man who promised to change the island for the better. Turns out he simply meant to change it for the better for nobody but himself and the brutes that worked for him. It was early in life that Anna made the promise to herself that she would get off the island by any means. She was desperate for a better life for herself, to the point where she would quite literally do anything for it. She would do just that, stooping to killing for money and becoming quite good at it. She made a name for herself as a sharpshooter for hire after she finally escaped the hell hole that was her home island. [center][color=6ecff6][h2]Character Goals[/h2][/color][/center] One might notice that Annabelle has some heavy influence from Nami in terms of backstory. She is one of, if not my favorite female character in all Shonin type anime. I wanted to explore something similar if not a bit more…intense? While still having my own personal touch and allowing me to explore other avenues, then “main character good guy pirate saves girl and town from bad guy”. Annabelle is by nature deeply untrusting and scarred. The circumstances of her upbringing have shaped her into the person she is. She is aware not everyone's the same and the people from her home island but unwriting the things she learned at a young age is difficult and time consuming to do. This of course makes Annabelle a rather…awkward individual when not in “business mode” as she fights with her instincts and mind. My hope in introducing Annabelle is to provide a thru line. A character that everyone might have some sort of interaction with at some point, be it good or bad, brief or long standing. While also providing the writer with plenty of space to grow and develop the character. [center][color=6ecff6][h2]Character Notes:[/h2][/color][/center] [color=9e0b0f]Organization:[/color]Independent (Potentially joining an established organization later in the story) [color=9e0b0f]Position:[/color] Gun for Hire [color=9e0b0f]Starting Sea:[/color] West Blue [color=9e0b0f]Other:[/color] Contacting Deadeye, the gun for hire is difficult but not impossible. Rumor has it the sharpshooter has a peculiar raven that follows them around. A distinct white and black pied bird, find the bird and you will likely find the sharpshooter at the nearest Inn or hotel. [center][color=6ecff6][h2]Relations and character related NPCs[/h2][/color][/center] [Hider=The Tyrant] [center][h1][color=fff79a]Albert Regal[/color][/h1][/center] [center][img]https://data.whicdn.com/images/344131923/original.jpg[/img][/center] [color=fff79a]Location:[/color] Haster Island, a small, mostly independent island located in the West Blue, unremarkable to the rest of the world, but constantly riddled with civil wars, each one seemingly worse than the last. [color=fff79a]Known info:[/color] Ruler of Haster Island, has an iron hold on the island. [color=fff79a]Devil Fruit:[/color]Bat-Bat Fruit [/hider] [hider=The Ex Best Friend] [center][h1][color=silver]Damien Holt[/color][/h1][/center] [center][img]https://i.pinimg.com/564x/3c/4b/97/3c4b97e504afed3e9e6d19487fbfc962.jpg[/img][/center] [color=silver]Location:[/color] Haster Island [color=silver]Known info:[/color] Annabelle's ex best friend though he doesn't know they aren't friends anymore. A member of "The Tyrant's" men. Annabelle sees him, reluctanlty, as the enemy.[/hider] [hider=Haster Island info and map] Haster Island-(Prison/mining island for 10 years) (Independent/faction ruled for 32 years.) Haster island was previously a mining/prison island. When the mines seemed to dry up the Wardens abandoned it. Taking some of the prisoners with them however many of them escaped and fought off the Wardens,taking the island for themselves. In the months that followed the Wardens leaving, six factions rose to power, each with their own leader. In the couple years to follow four of the six original factions had either been destroyed or absorbed by the others. The two remaining factions were constantly at war though one could never seem to overpower the other for long. Power shifted quite frequently between the two faction leaders for about 15 years, until Albert Regal started gaining power of his own. It took two years of constant fighting for Albert to remove the previous faction's leaders and take the ‘“throne” for himself. During this fighting many lost their lives on both sides. Leaving many of the children that now also inhabited the island without one or both of their parents. Despite this it seemed Albert had finally united the broken island. That was until the man started implementing his own policies. Policies designed to keep anyone else from rising to power in the same way he had. When the dust cleared and all was said and done Haster Island was even worse off than what it had been before. Its population slimmed significantly, its people broken, Albert had an iron hold and would quickly become known as “The Tyrant.” In the 15 years since Albert seized control the small town has become a cesspool of thievery, violence, and other criminal activity. It is a well known stop off for pirates and other criminal types. Marines that dare to venture onto the Island are quickly, and often violently removed, though bounty hunters seem to hold an odd middle ground on the island. Haster Island has three rules. Rule one is that all businesses are to pay the taxes Albert has set out for them, the “protection fee” so to speak. Though everyone knows the protection is from Albert’s own brutes. Rule two, any talk, or rumor of uprising is not tolerated. It is not uncommon for those who do not like one another to spread rumors that the other was speaking ill of Albert and his men. Those people are very swiftly dealt with. The final rule is a simple one, stay out of Albert’s way, what he wants, he gets, no questions asked. There is however, a fourth, unofficial rule. Nobody is to be heard calling Albert a Tyrant, and his men are not brutes. When speaking of Albert and his men, one must never speak of them poorly or in any way that could be perceived as poorly. Albert Regal is the King of this land, and his men are its protectors. Anything to say otherwise is treated as a breach in rule two and those who violate it will be dealt with accordingly. [center][img]https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/1084185378015162509/1084314553975853156/Haster_Island.jpg[/img][/center] [center][b]The Palace:[/b] The building that was once used as the jail for the original prisoners of the island. This large building has been repurposed to be Albert Regal’s personal abode. It was very quickly renovated from the former decrepit prison to the fortress Regal uses as his Palace. It is, by design, very hard to enter and exit. [b]The White District:[/b] This district is where most of Albert’s men and supporters live. Akin to an upper class neighborhood. The houses the former Wardens had built for themselves and whatever family that had come with them are what has been turned into The White District. If the violence level of the districts of this town were to be ranked this would be the least violent of them. [b]The Red District:[/b] This is where most of the Inns, Bars, and various other “entertainments” are located. The Port is also located in this district as well as the market. [b]The Grey District:[/b] Akin to the slums, this is where pretty much everyone else lives. It varies between your average home all the way to people on the streets and is generally the most violent of the other Districts. All sorts of crime takes place here almost entirely unchecked.[/center][/hider] [center][color=6ecff6][h2]Sample Post[/h2][/color][/center] The barrel of Annabelle’s pistol dug into her side as she sat at a bar enjoying a drink. She should have left the thing in her room where she had also left her rifle mask and other items. She would have if not having one of her weapons on her didn’t make her nervous. In certain circles she was the decently well known sharp shooter and gun for hire Deadeye, so she would rather be armed just in case, by some chance someone recognized her. It was slim to none that it would happen but she was paranoid by nature despite constantly reassuring herself that the likelihood of getting attacked in public was almost zero. The redheaded female had finished a job recently and had sent Jazz, her raven, with a letter tied to his leg to her client informing them the job was done. She wasn’t sure why the bird had followed her off of Haster island several years ago when she finally managed to stow away on a departing ship but she was always silently glad for the bird’s company. Though she half expected him to just never come back one day and if that day ever came she wasn’t sure if she would be worried or relieved. “Another round ma’am?” The bartender pulled Annabelle out of her thoughts and her blue eyes landed on the woman who had been providing her with a steady stream of drinks for the past hour. [color=6ecff6]“Ah, no, I think I am okay, thank you.”[/color] She muttered, sliding the now empty mug across the counter where it was quickly scooped up and taken into the back room where Anna had seen glimpses of other people working every so often when they passed the doorway. She could hear laughter coming from a nearby table and dared to steal a peek at the other patrons of the bar this late at night. Nobody was too impressive, mostly just your regular working class, though she did spot a couple lower ranking Marines at a corner table and quickly averted her eyes. She had to mentally assure herself that the Marines cared little about her or Deadeye, the hired gun had never taken a job that targeted anyone important in the world government. She had no interest in getting caught up in the politics of that. She was content to simply settle the squabbles of rich idiots so long as they kept paying her. After a moment of composing herself she stood from her stool at the bar, placing the money for her bill on the counter as she did so and turned to leave. Though it seemed her movement drew the attention of the Marines as one of them sauntered over to block her exit, clearly drunk. “Heeeey pretty lady, care to join a couple of men in uniform for a fun night?” The man slurred at her as he stood in front of her. Of course this man was one of those Marines, the kind that was convinced the uniform was the ultimate way to get women. [color=6ecff6]“N-no thank you, I need to get home and feed my…cat.”[/color] Annabelle muttered attempting to sidestep the man, mentally slapping herself for stuttering. This, of course, did not deter the man in front of her. He sighed and leaned closer to her, causing her to take a step back to maintain her personal bubble. “Aww, come on, the kitty cat can wait, right?” She was torn between the two reactions her brain told her to take. One was to simply pull out her pistol and threaten the man, and the other was to attempt to disengage non-violently. Luckily for her, or maybe luckily for him, the bartender stepped in on her behalf. “Wesker the lady said no thank you, how many times do I have to tell you to leave my female patrons alone.” She seemed annoyed, it seemed this type of thing happened often. The man’s attention was quickly directed to the bartender and he thankfully sidestepped Annabelle and headed toward the women, muttering something about her being jealous. Anna had stopped listening the moment his attention shifted and she darted out the door and into the crisp night air. She took a deep breath, shoved her hands in her pockets and started walking to the docks. She liked watching the ocean at night, it was peaceful. She could sit on the edge of the docks for hours just listening to the waves and that is exactly what she intended to do. [center][color=6ecff6]Post Directory[/color][/center] Arcs will be sorted as hiders, posts for each Arc will be located under the appropriate hider. [hider=Return to Haster Island] [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/posts/5430731/raw]-Arrival Back at Haster Island[/url] [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/posts/5432369/raw]-Start of Recon[/url] [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/posts/5434012/raw]-An Old Friend[/url] [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/posts/5434699/raw]-Suprise Meeting[/url] [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/posts/5437855/raw]-A Tense Conversation[/url] [/hider] [hider=Interlude Haster to Sunstrider] [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/posts/5440725/raw]-Festival and Feast[/url][/hider] [hider=Sunstrider] [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/posts/5445582/raw]-Arrival and Rumors[/url] [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/posts/5449700/raw]-Midnight investigations[/url][/hider]