mnkee

Current Mood in One Gif

>IC drama and violence has got me like...

@Morose I think you just about made my day with that absolute epicness!! How my characters survived that I don't know. But who cares?! It was totally awesome! :D

Strange New Waters - Concluded

@Morose OH. MY. GOD. That was awesome!!!!! I was totally not expecting that! I love it!!!!!

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Morgane Aline Marchand

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Character Summary

Name: Morgane Aline Marchand
Aliases: Trouble
Age: 15+
Birthday: Month-Day, Year (Starting day of the RP is April 4th, 1719)
Nationality: Anglo-French
Birth Place:
Affiliations: Countries? Groups of Individuals? Previous Captains?
Gender: Female
Education: How were they educated? Were they educated?
Social Class: Upper Middle Class (Merchant) --> Lower Class (Thief)
Occupation: Thief
Languages: English (Fluent), French (Near fluent)

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Appearance

Height: 5'6"
Weight: 8 stone
Build: Slender
Eyes: Blue
Hair: Shoulder length, wavy, dark brunette
Skin Tone: Fair
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: Crude T-shaped brand, for "Trouble," on her left breast, several lash marks on her back, and various other scars
Personal Style: At least one paragraph describing how they typically dress.

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Psychology

Spunky * Sassy * Confident * Blunt * Resourceful * Reckless

Sexuality: Bisexual (Aware and doesn't care)
Relationship Status: Single

Personality: Minimal 2 paragraphs that tells us how the characters mind works

Spunky - “Courageous and determined" "Someone who has a lot of energy or is spirited"
Sassy - “Lively, bold, and full of spirit; cheeky" "Having or showing a rude lack of respect" "Possessing the attitude of someone endowed with an ungodly amount of cool"
Confident - "Having a feeling or belief that you can do something well or succeed at something"
Blunt - “(Of a person or remark) uncompromisingly forthright"
Resourceful - “Having the ability to find quick and clever ways to overcome difficulties"
Reckless - “(Of a person or their actions) without thinking or caring about the consequences of an action"

Habits:

• Causing and/or getting into trouble
• Sticky fingers

Hobbies:

• Thrill seeking
• Climbing

Fears:

• Abandonment
• Being stranded out at sea
• Ghosts

Likes:

• The sea
• Challenges
• Adventures
• Money and treasure
• Freedom
• Quick escapes

Dislikes:

• Poverty
• Slavery
• Authority
• Sexist pigs
• The brig
• Witchcraft (mainly because she has been accused of it)

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Cards On The Table

General World Skills:

• Reading/Writing (English)
• Reading/Writing (French)
• Breaking and Entering
• Bribing
• Sleight of Hand
• Survival
• Pickpocketing
• Lock Picking
• Smuggling

Combat Skills:

• Swimming
• Climbing
• Agility
• Running
• Pistol
• Daggers

What Is On Your Person:
This includes your clothing, jewelry, your keys, currency (denote which country), lighter, smokes, weapons you may carry, shoes, purse, bag, knife, and so forth. If it is not listed you are not carrying it. Again, keep it grounded in the real world. Limited to spots provided.

• Clothing -

Quarters:
This is your stash basically - all your items that are not on you at all times. General things need not be listed like a bed, blanket and so forth. Somethings are just a given. But things like Weapons stash, books, files on people, books, special mementos, and so forth are something that need to be listed out and very detailed. Make sure to know that this will be updated through out the RP - Bullets get used, weapons get lost, ropes break. Again, keep this grounded in reality. You won't have an arsenal! Bare bones to start folks and keep it with your profession and what your income would have been. Not everyone is going to have money... Limited to spots provided.

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History

Family History: Minimal 1 well developed paragraph telling us about your family. Immediate family is required. Extended family descriptions are optional but welcome. What's your family status? Any significant events that brought them to how they are today?

Behind Your Name: Minimal 1 well developed paragraph telling us about how your character got their name. Was it a family name? Does it have a special meaning? Did they choose it for themselves? Why was it picked?

History: Minimal 4 well developed paragraphs describing your life up to this point.

Daughter of an English merchant and French woman
Kidnapped at the age of 13 and held for ransom
The ransom never came and she had keep her place aboard the ship through thievery
Despite her skills at stealing, her pension for getting into trouble meant she wasn't a fan favorite
She's been beaten, branded, and deserted with nothing left to her name

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Extras

Character Quote:

• I don't have an attitude. I have a personality that you can't handle.
• So what if I'm crazy? All of the best people are.
• In my defense, I was left unsupervised.

Accent: English

Theme Song:


Anything Else:

• Faceclaim - Kaya Scodelario
• Color code - Dark Cyan, 008B8B#
• Header text - The Lightning Thief (Windlass), 35 & 15 pt., Shadow-Black-S
• Inspiration - Carina Smyth & Captain Jack Sparrow from Pirates of the Caribbean
• Favorite pirate - Captain Jack Sparrow
• Soulless Regency - Thalken & Fyror

_{*By submitting this CS in its completion I am stating I have read all the rules for this Rp and am agreeing to follow them to the fullest with respect and courtesy. I acknowledge that I can and will be removed from the RP without warning if I break a rule or cause problems with my fellow Rpers or the GM.}

Current Mood in One Gif

>TMW a devilish idea for a plot comes to mind

🦄 Soulless Regency - Merged With T.S.

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Location: The Strand, London (Glimmeric)

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Good lad? Pfftt, that's ironic. There's a first for everything Thalken supposed, but one shouldn't get there hopes up. He was a Talink after all. On Michael's count of three, he lifted his end of the dead body and helped moved it onto the cart. The Lord Galloway was a fairly hefty man in life and in death, but it wasn't anything Thalken couldn't handle. Truth be told, this wasn't his first time dealing with a dead body, by any means, but no one needed to know that.

He nodded his head slightly in response to Michael's thanks. He still found it so peculiar to hear people thank him for much of anything. In his line of work, monetary payment was typically thanks enough for a job well done. And by well done, it meant someone had to lose their life and a family's world subsequently turned upside down. It was all just so messed up when he thought about it. This life of inflicting pain and death wasn't easy on a person's psyche. No wonder his father was so heartless. The man had destroyed his heart and soul a long time go. Thalken just hoped he himself wasn't too far gone.

Thalken glanced over at Thomas, before his attention returned to Michael. His eyes narrowed as the man asked for his help once again but didn't give him a chance to reply. Basically he wasn't really given a choice in the matter. He barely held back a huff of annoyance. Michael was lucky Thalken was in a somewhat lenient mood. He followed alongside the cart as requested. Though if the body did fall off, he wasn't exactly going to dive down to catch. Sure he wanted to do some good, but he wasn't that desperate.

As they passed in front of the Glimmeric, he heard a familiar voice greet them. His head whipped to the side to meet Frances's gaze. Great, he had been spotted by someone who is familiar with his father. His eyes narrowed dangerously and turned into an outright glare in response to the upward curve of her lips. Did she find this amusing?! Because he sure as hell didn't.

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Location: Westminster Hospital

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It seemed Fyror had been thrown right into the hot seat upon reentering the room. Mrs. Wyndham had always made it crystal clear that she despised him, and for what? He had never treated her with an ounce of disrespect. No, she had made her mind up the moment she laid eyes on his mangled face, as countless others had before her. She likely made assumptions that his scar came from dishonorable origins, thus he was deemed as less than human, a monster incarnate. However, somehow Millicent could see past his scars to the true man beneath, and for that he was truly grateful. These days the world was in such low supply of people like that.

He straightened and braced himself as Mrs. Wyndham tore into him. He briefly glanced over at the other man who was similarly facing the woman's wrath. His jaw clenched as her words hit their mark, but perhaps they did not cut as deeply as she would have liked. She wished to shame him, but the truth was that he did not regret dancing with Millicent. After all, he had done it with the honorable intention of protecting her from Lord Rutherford. His only regret was that he had not insisted upon dancing with her longer or anything else to keep her from being defiled by that wretched earl.

"All I have ever wanted was for Millicent to be safe and happy. And I wish the same for you and the rest of your family, despite how much you proclaim to despise me. I regret that I was not there sooner last night to prevent the pain and loss that was dealt to your family. But when I did get there, I stayed by both of your sides until I knew you were in safe hands. Do not ever forget that, and do not ever say I don't care," he replied. His voice was gravely serious as he addressed both Mrs. Wyndham and Emma. Thereafter, without another word, he spun on his heels and followed Dr. Graham out.

🦄 Soulless Regency - Merged With T.S.

Grumpypants Thalken can be quite amusing to write for sometimes. Post will be up in just a minute. :3

🦄 Soulless Regency - Merged With T.S.

@Lady Amalthea I plan on getting a post up later today.

Strange New Waters - Concluded

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Location: On board the Bellona (Port of Tortuga)


- "Broken Crown" by Sharm (Cover)

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There was a dark glint to Sirena's lovely blue eyes as she watched Isaac closely. The corner of her lips tugged up into a sly smirk, which seemed to be a characteristic of hers. She relished in the power she held over him. She was accustomed to the way she could enthrall men, but little did she ever inspire fear in them. How could she? She had a slender 5'6" frame that was more alluring than threatening. Her wit, confidence, and determination were surely the only qualities about her that could inspire such fear. And yet, here this man was with fear in his eyes when she had not even raised a blade at him. She realized there was more going on here than meets the eye, a reason for his reaction. Perhaps he was still butthurt over her shooting him down. But why the fear? She gave him a once over as if that would provide her greater insight.

"I am afraid the past clings to me greater than most. Don't expect different results from the last time I shot you down. We are crewmates, nothing more and nothing less," she finally replied. She then turned on her heels and started to walk off, with Luisa still clinging to her leg. However, she paused midstride at Isaac's last statement. She didn't turn back to face him fully, instead looking at him over her shoulder. "If this is about the cursed flask that a Mr. Alucard is commissioning people to retrieve, we are all well aware. And I have personally already scrounged plenty of information for that journey," she scoffed. She then faced forward once more and made her way over to Harlianne.

As Sirena neared Harlianne, Luisa spoke up out of the blue. However, she wasn't prepared for the words that came from the little girl's mouth. A chill ran down her spine. "You did want now?" Sirena exclaimed, her voice alarmed. She looked over at Harlianne with wide eyes and then back down at Luisa. If the little girl drank from the flask, then her fate was sealed. She was a goner, surely. It explains her mother's disappearance. However, it was peculiar that she had not perished at the same time as her mother. Sirena's brows furrowed, and her hand softly caressed the girl's face. There was nothing she could do to protect her from the curse, and it honestly saddened her. She let out a small shuttering breath as she closed her eyes for a moment. When her eyes opened again, they were mostly devoid of emotion. She then knelt down to get eyelevel with Luisa. "¿Qué bruja?" she inquired, changing the subject.

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Location: Twelve Daggers Tavern – Port of Tortuga


- "Ain't No Grave" by Hidden Citizens ft. Adam Christopher

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Edgard sent a stormy eyed glare in Jean's direction when she incessantly instructed him to retrieve smelling salts. If she actually thought he would do a servant's job, she was terribly mistaken. He held back an amused smirk at her other statement. So the honorable Alice Blackwood did not wish to marry into La Fraternité du Sang after all? Well, this should prove rather interesting. To break off this arranged marriage, this alliance in the making, was surely a death sentence for her family. It would be their blood on her hands. He highly doubted the diminutive young noblewoman could live with that on her conscience.

He strode over to the spot he had previously occupied. His rum was still there on the table, where it had been left seemingly forgotten. He unceremoniously plopped down into the chair before propping his feet up on the table. He wanted to get comfortable for the "show" that was about to unfold. He reached out and absentmindedly grabbed his mug of rum as he watched Édouard. He had nearly brought the rim of the mug to his lips when he suddenly paused. His thoughts flitted back to how Margot, and nearly Alisanne, was killed with cyanide. A grimace crossed his features, and he promptly set the mug of rum aside. He would need to be more careful from here on out, for who knows if he was the next target.

He looked up as Édouard shot him a glance. His lips twitched up into a small, seemingly amused smirk. However, there was still a dark glint to his eyes. If Margot could so easily be killed by cyanide, which was likely laced in a drink, what's to say that Édouard couldn't as well? A more genuine smirk came to his features at the devilish thought.

Strange New Waters - Concluded

@Morose I love me some unforeseen drama!! This is awesome!!

Oh wait, the little girl is probably going to die. That seems kind of messed up that I just got excited. Details, details. XD

🦄 Soulless Regency - Merged With T.S.

@Lady Amalthea I thought LLA just tortured us with death and suffering, but apparently she tortures us with life as well. The life of Mrs. Wyndham to be more specific. I don't normally wish death upon someone, but I'll make an exception for Mrs. Wyndham. XD