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Sea monster or not, we'll have things to panic over in due time. XD
Agreed. Danny and Nolan are now official panic buddies. All in favour, say I.
Danny would be already dead.
She'd panic herself to death.
She'd panic herself to death.
Hope I'm not too late to this party. :)
Real name: Moe Talons
Hero Name: doesn't have one on account that she hardly speaks to anyone, let alone done any actual hero work.
Powers: short range portal creation and Psychometry. Moe can create portals within her vison, unless she can easily and accurately visualize an area she wishes to create the portal. Psychometry is the ability to learn things from direct touch. For the most part, Moe sees images or feels the same emotion that the item or person has experienced within the past few minutes has also seen. In the case of sentient beings, she can also see or know things they are thinking about, but this takes concentration on both hers and her subject's part. Her power is stronger when dealing with other people rather than objects, meaning every touch from another human causes her to see or learn something, whereas it happens half the time with items.
Appearance: reaching a total height of 4"6, Moe is tiny in all senses of the word.
History: Born to the most regular family in the neighbourhood, Moe's life was chaos. Spending the first eighteen years of her life in a house of five older brothers and her father located in a tiny town of exactly 83 people in the Australian outback, it wasn't hard to fit in with the locals. Even so, from a young age, Moe was viewed as odd and even scary to some with her seemingly large knowlage. Some of the other kids even accused her of witchcraft at one point. This being so, the young mutant build defense mechanisms to end the isolation. Cloth, while hampering the effects of her powers, didn't stop them, but she'd take anything she could get, wearing long sleeves and fingerless gloves. She also developed a perpetual unfocused attitude, lessening how much she actually picked up from things and people. She also developed space issues, creating more space than usual between her and others. There is a good foot or two between her and whomever else.
Her teleportation power didn't manifest until she was eighteen, when the kids from the town once again accused her of witchcraft, but this time it went farther than ever, and ended with Moe cornered. In her fear and anxiety, she unknowingly created a portal underneath her, tossing her into her room. With the help of her brothers, Moe was on a plane to America within the next twelve hours. Now 21, Moe lives peacefully, if alone, in her own apartment, working from home as a web designer. With delivered groceries and no connections other than her brothers back in Australia, Moe never leaves her apartment and sees a total of one, at most three people a week. Over the years, she's practised her powers, and has now cut her learning from objects in half, and can create portals with barely a second thought, using them to be lazy and reach things across the room.
Personality : Moe is in a constant state of unfocused, only to become hyper focused on something, usually something small and unimportant. when she's pushed hard enough, Moe will do everything in her power to give what she believes to be the proper justice, wheather that is learning about them with her powers and humiliating them, or flat out punching them in the face. Beyond that, she's energetic and to be frank, kind of ignorant. She's blunt when it comes to facts, and some have called her too honest and insensitive.
Equipment: fingerless gloves, to damper her learnings.
Real name: Moe Talons
Hero Name: doesn't have one on account that she hardly speaks to anyone, let alone done any actual hero work.
Powers: short range portal creation and Psychometry. Moe can create portals within her vison, unless she can easily and accurately visualize an area she wishes to create the portal. Psychometry is the ability to learn things from direct touch. For the most part, Moe sees images or feels the same emotion that the item or person has experienced within the past few minutes has also seen. In the case of sentient beings, she can also see or know things they are thinking about, but this takes concentration on both hers and her subject's part. Her power is stronger when dealing with other people rather than objects, meaning every touch from another human causes her to see or learn something, whereas it happens half the time with items.
Appearance: reaching a total height of 4"6, Moe is tiny in all senses of the word.
History: Born to the most regular family in the neighbourhood, Moe's life was chaos. Spending the first eighteen years of her life in a house of five older brothers and her father located in a tiny town of exactly 83 people in the Australian outback, it wasn't hard to fit in with the locals. Even so, from a young age, Moe was viewed as odd and even scary to some with her seemingly large knowlage. Some of the other kids even accused her of witchcraft at one point. This being so, the young mutant build defense mechanisms to end the isolation. Cloth, while hampering the effects of her powers, didn't stop them, but she'd take anything she could get, wearing long sleeves and fingerless gloves. She also developed a perpetual unfocused attitude, lessening how much she actually picked up from things and people. She also developed space issues, creating more space than usual between her and others. There is a good foot or two between her and whomever else.
Her teleportation power didn't manifest until she was eighteen, when the kids from the town once again accused her of witchcraft, but this time it went farther than ever, and ended with Moe cornered. In her fear and anxiety, she unknowingly created a portal underneath her, tossing her into her room. With the help of her brothers, Moe was on a plane to America within the next twelve hours. Now 21, Moe lives peacefully, if alone, in her own apartment, working from home as a web designer. With delivered groceries and no connections other than her brothers back in Australia, Moe never leaves her apartment and sees a total of one, at most three people a week. Over the years, she's practised her powers, and has now cut her learning from objects in half, and can create portals with barely a second thought, using them to be lazy and reach things across the room.
Personality : Moe is in a constant state of unfocused, only to become hyper focused on something, usually something small and unimportant. when she's pushed hard enough, Moe will do everything in her power to give what she believes to be the proper justice, wheather that is learning about them with her powers and humiliating them, or flat out punching them in the face. Beyond that, she's energetic and to be frank, kind of ignorant. She's blunt when it comes to facts, and some have called her too honest and insensitive.
Equipment: fingerless gloves, to damper her learnings.
Thank ye kindly! Kind of got violent in that post.
But no, I havent heard.. I hope everything's okay.
But no, I havent heard.. I hope everything's okay.
Danny's perpetual smile faded off her face when she got a look at the harbour. The paper was right, and the situation was harsher than she originally thought. She automatically assumed the city was having nothing more than a few hard years on budgets. It wasn't uncommon for droughts to crop up in this season in the surrounding areas, if not the city itself. What Danny was expecting was fewer trade boats and more of the essential items, like food and clothes, so when she saw the pirate's flag, her heart skipped a beat.
"If they've taken all the good maps and inks, I swear to Neptune that I'll skin them. I've heard about coloured inks coming from this area, and honestly, I'd kill for some of that." She muttered to herself, joining the group as the pirates crawled onto the deck like so many cockroaches. She glared around at them, though fear was starting to creap into her thoughts. Anger quickly replaced any other thoughts when the supossed leader mentioned capabilities.
"I'll show you capable when I use your blood to write a very detailed map leading-" she hissed through her teeth, stopping only to step forward as her own captain pulled him closer, causing a tension Danny had never felt before. It didn't lessen as the group was lead away, and she glared at the pirates around her, pointedly making eye contact. She half listened to their guide as she glanced back at the ships, inwardly daring them to enraged the book room.
"I say we cut someone important. Can we do that? I don't like these guys." She muttered, agitatedly pulling at her shirt. "I mean, we cut their captain and they'll listen to us? That's how it works, right? Fear them into respect?"
"If they've taken all the good maps and inks, I swear to Neptune that I'll skin them. I've heard about coloured inks coming from this area, and honestly, I'd kill for some of that." She muttered to herself, joining the group as the pirates crawled onto the deck like so many cockroaches. She glared around at them, though fear was starting to creap into her thoughts. Anger quickly replaced any other thoughts when the supossed leader mentioned capabilities.
"I'll show you capable when I use your blood to write a very detailed map leading-" she hissed through her teeth, stopping only to step forward as her own captain pulled him closer, causing a tension Danny had never felt before. It didn't lessen as the group was lead away, and she glared at the pirates around her, pointedly making eye contact. She half listened to their guide as she glanced back at the ships, inwardly daring them to enraged the book room.
"I say we cut someone important. Can we do that? I don't like these guys." She muttered, agitatedly pulling at her shirt. "I mean, we cut their captain and they'll listen to us? That's how it works, right? Fear them into respect?"
Ohhhh! I'm excited! :D
on the topic of bounties, Danny is literally a child to the pirate world, even compared to Nolan. There is a total of 40 people who know her, and all know her as a ignorant yet innocent child. There isn't gonna be any bounty on her for a little while, at least.
Loving the songs!
on the topic of bounties, Danny is literally a child to the pirate world, even compared to Nolan. There is a total of 40 people who know her, and all know her as a ignorant yet innocent child. There isn't gonna be any bounty on her for a little while, at least.
Loving the songs!
Poor pirate fishermen, but you gotta wonder why they put hooks on the bottom if their boat? Bound to get caught on something. Like a slow death by giant fish.
How would you eat a cake like that? How could you eat a cake like that? Madness!
Yeah, Waterdeep! New stuff for Danny to explore! New plot lines to be had!
How would you eat a cake like that? How could you eat a cake like that? Madness!
Yeah, Waterdeep! New stuff for Danny to explore! New plot lines to be had!
Danny watched Luro as she spoke briefly about his travels, and seemed to dismiss them as boring. The girl couldn't think of a single time where it was half as exciting as the stories Luro spoke of. All the same, she nodded when he told her she'd have to find out some answers for herself, and she was excited about it.
"I know I'll like being a pirate." She said, grinning down at her maps. " I have never had as much fun as I am having in the sea. I think you're right, with the freedom thing. After a while, island life becomes constraining and ultimately, boring. Easy to get restless, and it makes me wonder why I'm the first in years, probably generations, to leave it. I'm rambling, 'ight, Luro. see you in the morning." She raised her hand to him as he disappeared, leaving her alone to finish up what she was doing and gather up the maps and inks, moving it all back to the book room.
Danny woke up with a start, slipping off the chair she had been in moments before. Taking a second on the floor, the navigator rubbed ather eyes yawning as she puzzled at where she was.
"Right, girl. You're on the coral pearl, and you're the navigator, and after you packed up from th deck last night you had the brilliant idea to start a new map! So you fell asleep, probably on the map, and most likely got ink on yourself. Again. You are a great decision maker when you're tired." She muttered to herself, standing up and looking over the parchment. An area of ink had smudged, and slightly panicking, Danny looked over her arms, making sure it wasn't on her face. There was a spot, near her elbow, that had a new spot of black, not part of her tattoos. To be sure, she did her best to check in the reflection of an ink bottle. Satisfied, she went above deck, just in time to hear the captain call about the news. Surprised, Danny looked up and spotted the bird, more papers with it.
"You have birds to deliver mail? That is so cool!" She smiled broadly, leaning against the rail to watch the bird fly away.
Danny sat, smiling vaguely as she waited for the others to finish. The captain spoke up, and she nodded along.
"Tattoo, got it! Then I'll go and find the others, help Nolan or something." She rested her elbows on the table as her attention was once again grabbed by Runa, and then Kai. Her brow furrowed as she heard about it. "Well, something is always wrong when a city is in low prospects, but again, this is Waterdeep. But it shouldn't stop our plan, about the flag, right?"
"I know I'll like being a pirate." She said, grinning down at her maps. " I have never had as much fun as I am having in the sea. I think you're right, with the freedom thing. After a while, island life becomes constraining and ultimately, boring. Easy to get restless, and it makes me wonder why I'm the first in years, probably generations, to leave it. I'm rambling, 'ight, Luro. see you in the morning." She raised her hand to him as he disappeared, leaving her alone to finish up what she was doing and gather up the maps and inks, moving it all back to the book room.
Danny woke up with a start, slipping off the chair she had been in moments before. Taking a second on the floor, the navigator rubbed ather eyes yawning as she puzzled at where she was.
"Right, girl. You're on the coral pearl, and you're the navigator, and after you packed up from th deck last night you had the brilliant idea to start a new map! So you fell asleep, probably on the map, and most likely got ink on yourself. Again. You are a great decision maker when you're tired." She muttered to herself, standing up and looking over the parchment. An area of ink had smudged, and slightly panicking, Danny looked over her arms, making sure it wasn't on her face. There was a spot, near her elbow, that had a new spot of black, not part of her tattoos. To be sure, she did her best to check in the reflection of an ink bottle. Satisfied, she went above deck, just in time to hear the captain call about the news. Surprised, Danny looked up and spotted the bird, more papers with it.
"You have birds to deliver mail? That is so cool!" She smiled broadly, leaning against the rail to watch the bird fly away.
Danny sat, smiling vaguely as she waited for the others to finish. The captain spoke up, and she nodded along.
"Tattoo, got it! Then I'll go and find the others, help Nolan or something." She rested her elbows on the table as her attention was once again grabbed by Runa, and then Kai. Her brow furrowed as she heard about it. "Well, something is always wrong when a city is in low prospects, but again, this is Waterdeep. But it shouldn't stop our plan, about the flag, right?"
"Aye, I knew about the drink. I was on a navy ship for the past week to get off my island, and all they gave me was water. Said something about 'being underaged' and 'a lass is too delicate for drinks.' Although they made me work just the same as the apprentices they got on there." She said, waving her hand to dry the ink. Usually sand would be sprinkled across it to help it dry, but Danny hadn't thought to bring any. Didn't matter anyways, it would dry on its own. The girl laughed when Luro started to ramble again, stating he had forgotten quite a lot, and recounting the events after the girl's being discovered.
"I am Danielle, but most call me Danny, so I probably won't respond to the name Dr. W gave me. I am the navigator of the coral pearl, effective today. I hail from a little island that is often forgotten about, so much so as the name of it is lost to even those who are born and die there. I left because I had grown bored of the island and all it had to offer my senses, and I have heard such wonders from the occasional sailor who graced our tiny harbour with their boats. Grandad probably helped, too, cause that crazy old man spouted something about the shape of a soul, and mine was a boat. I'd say if he saw you he'd see a bottle of rum as your soul." She girl laughed, leaning back to look at the stars, her mind automatically graphing where they were. It was harder than usual, as she wasn't on the island where she could have pointed the constellations out with her eyes closed. but she none the less did it, and looked back at a map in front of her, her finger over where she predicted the boat to be, pointing to the town of Waterdeep. Danny glanced sideways at Luro, watching his hands take apart and put together the guns as easy as her hands found it to draw lines and follow charts.
"Well, that's my life story, at least all the interesting stuff. What about you? I'll bet you've traveled enough to circle the world tenfold over! What were the islands like? You said you had gotten stranded quite a lot, too, right? How do the people vary from island to island? Are the more fruits like apples? I've been gone a week and a half, and already I'm wishing I did this sooner!"
"I am Danielle, but most call me Danny, so I probably won't respond to the name Dr. W gave me. I am the navigator of the coral pearl, effective today. I hail from a little island that is often forgotten about, so much so as the name of it is lost to even those who are born and die there. I left because I had grown bored of the island and all it had to offer my senses, and I have heard such wonders from the occasional sailor who graced our tiny harbour with their boats. Grandad probably helped, too, cause that crazy old man spouted something about the shape of a soul, and mine was a boat. I'd say if he saw you he'd see a bottle of rum as your soul." She girl laughed, leaning back to look at the stars, her mind automatically graphing where they were. It was harder than usual, as she wasn't on the island where she could have pointed the constellations out with her eyes closed. but she none the less did it, and looked back at a map in front of her, her finger over where she predicted the boat to be, pointing to the town of Waterdeep. Danny glanced sideways at Luro, watching his hands take apart and put together the guns as easy as her hands found it to draw lines and follow charts.
"Well, that's my life story, at least all the interesting stuff. What about you? I'll bet you've traveled enough to circle the world tenfold over! What were the islands like? You said you had gotten stranded quite a lot, too, right? How do the people vary from island to island? Are the more fruits like apples? I've been gone a week and a half, and already I'm wishing I did this sooner!"
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