Sacred Treasure: Legends of the Sea OOC (A pirate themed Fantasy RP.)

Introduction:

Why hello everyone who is currently viewing this thread! I welcome you to the newest RP to Yukkuricraft. This is a little RP called Sacred Treasure: Legends of the Sea. This is a remake of an old RP that the late NeoFox once had on another forums. This is an RP that was heavily influenced by several existing series (with the most noticeable inspiration being One Piece.) However the original RP was almost a direct rip-off of One Piece, but I have decided that to honor NeoFox that I will be bringing this RP to these forums. Remade, and re-worked with some added detail and some fixes to make it seem more fresh and unique hopefully.

This is a bit of a joint project between Wriggle, and myself. Wriggle has helped me quite a bit with the lore of this RP.


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Rules:

1: Please no Godmodding, Powergaming, or Metagaming. This means that you DO NOT take control of another person's character unless they permit it, do something ridiculously OP and provide no way for another RPer to react, or have your characters know information that was ONLY discussed in the OOC.

2: Romance is obviously allowed, but do not go TOO into detail about sexual acts or stuff like that. The amount of perviness I will allow in this RP is equal to the amount of perviness that Wriggle allows in his RP. So essentially typical anime perviness stuff can happen. So just use common sense with romantic plots and other thing of the sort. So BE WARNED. There might be some perverted comedy here and there, and some potentially scantily clad characters on occassion.

3: NO POWER UP SESSIONS. A power-up session is described as a very short period of time where one becomes far stronger than they were. Players will slowly grow in power as they go on through the RP. Though they can start out with some sufficient amount of power (as long as their is a drawback to their power.)

4: In the app remove everything in ( ).

5: Have Fun.

So just please use common sense, and you will not have a bad time!



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Moderators of this RP:
These are the people I assigned that I trust completely with helping to take care of things regarding this RP.

WriggleRid3r: Can accept apps, and warn and even potentially kick people out of this RP if they break the rules. Also is Creative Consultant. If you have an idea you can go to me or Wriggle about this. I'm sure Wriggle will then inform me then we can all talk it over.

Any Moderators of the RP Section also technically have automatic reign in terms of keeping things in-line with this RP.



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Notes:

There are no limits to the amount of characters or NPC's a person can have. Just be sure you can keep track of them all. I also have no real qualms about post length, but do not repeatedly keep posting 'One-liner' posts (essentially posts that take up one line or are comprised with one sentence.) Try to also make sure the quality of your post is decent.

Also there is no explicit magic in this RP. There are things such as curses, cursed objects with mystical properties that can grant their wielders some sort of special ability... but with a cost, and even mystical beasts and creatures like Harpies, Mermaids, and a large variety of other beasts. So please do not just say your character can do something because of straight up magic. Give an explanation of his abilities and try to make it unique!

Please keep other people in mind. If your character is say chatting with someone else's character, then something happens don't just leave that person stranded. It's bad manners. I may have done this in the past a few times, but please try to refrain from doing this unless your character has good reason to.

There are no punishments for not being active, but if you are inactive for more than a IRL month without letting me or a 'mod' assigned to this RP know. Your character will be expelled, and you would have to make a new one before you can RP again. This may happen though from time to time with some of us, but let's all try to be active.
(For example if I'm not active in this RP at all please pester the ever loving SH*T out of me to post if I don't post within 12-24 hours.)

Okay in terms of Technology allowed in this RP...

Electricity is a thing. Lightbulbs have been invented in this world, rather basic generators have been invented. There are guns in the forms of the typical Revolvers, double barreled shotguns, bolt-action rifles, muskets, cannons. But Fully Automatic weapons have not been developed yet. Most large ships are still made of wood and such. Zippers have been invented, jeans have been invented. The progression of technology and stuff is all weird in this world. Steam engines exist, so steam boats CAN be a thing, but they aren't common. Coal powered trains also exist. So essentially this RP does have steampunk in it, but is not an entirely prominent part of this RP.

Alchemy (essentially the scientific process of experimenting with different ingredients, potions, elixers and other stuff.) But like the steampunk part, alchemy is not a prominent part of this RP. In fact alchemy is only practiced by very few people in the world of this RP.

There will be a limit to the steampunk and alchemy stuff I will allow in this RP. So be warned! The limit of what I will allow will be stated soon.


CURRENCY:

((THIS IS IMPORTANT!!!))

The Currency in this world is called Meseta, and here is how it goes.

1 Copper Meseta (Extremely common) = 1 US Dollar in real world.

1 Silver Meseta (Common) = 10 US Dollars in real world.

1 Gold Meseta (Uncommon) = 50 US Dollars in real world.

1 Platinum Meseta (Extremely rare) = 500 US Dollars in real world.


So 1 Platinum Meseta is worth 10 Gold Meseta. 1 Gold Meseta is worth 5 Silver Meseta. 1 Silver Meseta is worth 10 Copper Meseta.


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BackStory

Act 1: Creation of Aquarius

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Long ago, when the concept of time didn’t even exist, a primordial deity known as Nepturion created the world called Aquarius. He shaped it into his mold, creating flat prairies, serene forests, hazardous mountains and, most importantly, vast oceans. He oversaw the entire landscape take shape as he created single-celled organisms to fill the oceans. He safeguarded the world from internal catastrophes that might have led to destruction of all life on the planet, and observed the proliferation and evolution of life over the millions of years in the oceans, lands, and the skies.

All this, however, did not impress Nepturion. What really impressed him was the evolution of a particular species. Named humans, these hyper-intelligent beings’ progress as a species greatly intrigued Nepturion. He enjoyed observing their evolution as they first began as small groups of savage hunter-gatherers, then developed agriculture, which led to them becoming less savage and starting to settle in one spot. The humans were eventually beginning to build the basis of civilization, with art, culture, and music flourishing thanks to the surplus of food and population boom in different sections of land.

The intrigue Nepturion had with the humans grew to the point he longed to help them in a more direct way. He took a physical form of himself and visited the human settlements from different lands. He communicated with the humans and lived with them, performing miracles. He was worshipped as a God-figure of sorts, receiving offerings of crops, livestocks, and crafted accessories in exchange for his omnipotent power.

Nepturion was happy to be finally recognized and credited as God of the realm he created. Thus, to please his followers, Nepturion created objects: trinkets that are gifted with a portion of his power. Unfortunately, after expending too much energy into forming these ornaments, Nepturion went into a dormant state, leaving the humans to fend for themselves now with their god absent. The said blessed objects were the only legacy left to the humans...

Act 2: The Flooding

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Nepturion was gone for more than a millenia. In the midst of his dormancy, the humans, with the help of the objects blessed by their god, flourished over the lands, advancing in technology and culture. At first, these humans had no reason to fight with each other. Occasional conflicts arose, but they were soon sorted out by the divine objects that guided them.

However, humans began to long for the powers of Nepturion's blessed ornaments for themselves. They grew greedy, selfish, and vile. They stole, pillaged, raped, and murdered to get their grubby hands on the glorified objects. Conflicts that were not solvable by words were resoluted by steel, which in turn created more conflicts that eventually escalated to wars that sprouted all across the world.

When Nepturion reawakened after millennia of slumber, he witnessed the terrible state the humans have fallen to. Treacherous men snuck about in towns and cities, looking for purse to snatch or people to rob. Promiscuous women sought after attention and money by flaunting their ‘assets’ about. Bandits and thugs ruled the outskirts and the wilderness, plundering innocent hamlets and caravans.

Enraged by the corruption of the humans he loved so much, Nepturion brought forth a horrifying catastrophe upon them. Fierce storm, accompanied by rising seas, quickly flooded coastal cities in matter of days. There were hurricanes, volcanic eruptions, and earthquakes all contributing to the destruction of mankind. By the end of the month, 70% of the population perished due to Nepturion's wrath.

Originally, Nepturion sought to erase humanity from existence and start his world anew. However, in the midst of his rampage, he looked back at the island he first made contact with, and how the denizens of that island were still at peace. There was no violence on that quaint island known as the Birth Island. No war, no bloodshed, just scared, innocent humans. Nepturion still loved the humans he grew attached to. He decided to provide them with a second chance, and spared the said island from the flooding of the entire world.

As water evaporated and the highest peaks of the world began to appear, Nepturion once against left the physical realm in an eternal slumber once more. The blessed objects he created lost connection with their maker, and became distorted to hold a curse instead of blessing. They were scattered across the entire world: most lost in the seas, but some still lodged in the lands, ready to curse whoever's the first to touch them.

Act 3: The Drying Period and the Era of Pirates

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A few more millenias passed since the Flooding. In that time, the sea level lowered to create countless islands that were once mountain peaks and highlands. The denizens of Birth Island obeyed the prophecy of Nepturion and created large boats to venture through the world and settle, proliferating human life over the lands again. They prospered, they reproduced, and they created new civilizations which then grew into countries.

Human nature, unfortunately, quickly caught up once the denizens of Birth Island left their home. To stop themselves from making the same mistakes as their predecessors, the new countries enacted laws that outlined things not to do. Unfortunately, when there are rules, there are always the rulebreakers. Bored civilians took up to become raiders of the sea, plundering coastal cities and naval trade routes. Their activity were benign in comparison to before the Flooding, however, and the humans lived in harmony once again.

Things had begun to return to the way they once were before the flooding of the planet. As the people of Aquarius continued to set sail and explore the world they began to find things that amazed them. Ancient temples, lost cities, new fantastical creatures, and great treasures… but people weren’t finding just gold; they were also finding old relics that housed the power that Nepturion had once provided humanity.

The relics all looked absolutely marvelous, and marvelous trinkets sold for a lot of money. Unfortunately the adventurers had begun to find out the hard way that these objects were double-edged swords that grant power, also grant powerful curses to the first person that makes contact.

Both the powers and the curses that these ornaments grant are varied. However, the cursed always receive extremely horrible, morbid deaths at the end. Only their death will refresh the curse of the object, ready to haunt whoever’s next to be foolish enough to touch the object.

Even with these curses, however, the people who found these saw them as valuable, and over time brave adventurers began to hunt down these treasures. Some of these explorers and treasure hunters sought out to simply sell these treasures for large sums of money. Others however had sought these items because of the rumors of unmatched power bestowed to the wearer. Either way, the age of pirates was about to begin.

The cursed objects, however, weren’t the only thing the explorers of the seas were after.

In the past, a feared pirate ruled the seas. A man who was so fierce, that the mere sight of his ship induced fear into the hearts of many: someone who would then become known as the dreaded Pirate Lord. He was a man who sought only one thing in existence… power.

The wealth that the Pirate Lord amassed was astronomical. It was enough to live in the lap of luxury for many generations. His legacy was a legend that boiled the blood of many men to rise up and become pirates as well. However, the Pirate Lord’s unrelenting voyage abruptly ended when he harbored in Birth Island. Nobody knows what happened to him and his vast treasure; they can only witness that the island has disappeared off the face of the world, and a mysterious ghost ship filled with spectral crewmen haunt where the island used to be.

The whereabouts of the Pirate Lord and his treasure may have been lost, but the legacy and the rumors themselves still linger in the words of the pirates. More and more youngsters became explorers to either find the fabled cursed objects or discover the treasures of the Pirate Lord. With the surge of pirates, some youngsters decide to uphold the value of justice and join the navy of different countries to purge the pirates who decide to resort to more violent deeds to achieve wealth and power. The world teeters at the border of instability and chaos; almost like the events before the Flooding…

Will history repeat itself?

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The World (and Locations):

((THIS WILL BE FILLED IN AS APPS ARE MADE, AS I'M SURE PEOPLE WHO HAVE THEIR CHARACTERS COME FROM DIFFERENT ISLANDS AND PLACES. So that way we can fill in the world that way. If you provide a new location, then please send me a PM about the locations details.)

Race List:
This is a list of known races people can choose from. If you wish to use your own race go ahead, just try to make it fit with the theme of the RP, along with providing a good amount of information about said race:

Harpies:

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Harpies. In short they are human-bird hybrids. They have the bodies of a human except that their arms are actually bird-like wings, and legs like a bird with sharp talons.

Much like a bird, their bones are actually quite light-weight for they are hollow. This is to allow them a much easier time in flying. Despite this they do have a good amount of wing-power.

Harpies tend to live in colonies on islands usually farther away from humans, but they also tend to live in higher altitudes like mountains ranges. Usually when there is a mountain of some sort on an island, you can expect a harpy nest or colony to be located higher up.

They have been known to attack villages or crew ships, usually ending with them carrying off men or women back to their homes (depending on the gender of said Harpy.) These attacks increase in intensity during mating seasons, which is usually around mid-late summer months.

In terms of intelligence, they are NOT the smartest. They tend to be rather clumsy and well… bird-brained. Male harpies can also be quite territorial, as they will attack male members of other races if they trespass on Harpy territory. Their most dangerous traits are their talons, and powerful wings. They can life a full grown man with surprising ease.

Another word of note is that unfertilized Harpy eggs (the kind of eggs that one would be able to eat. Think eggs you would get from a store) are the size of ostrich eggs. They also go for a rather good fortune.

Mermaids

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An aquatic race of essentially half-human and half-fish people that from the waist-up has the body of a human, and from the waist-down has the tail of a fish.

Mermaids possess the obvious ability to breathe underwater, and can dive to depths that no normal human or other fish can dive to. The reason they have the ability to breathe underwater is because they possess gills on the sides of their chest (underneath their arms), but they can also survive on land due to the fact they have a set of lungs much like a normal human. Despite this they also have a weakness in the fact that they do not have human legs. Meaning on land they have an increasingly hard time navigating. Also normally they need to stay hydrated the event they are on land. Thankfully a Mermaid’s skin is usually coated in a clear, slime covers their skin that makes them rather slippery along with keeping them Hydrated. However this slime on their skin does also comes with a downside. This slime over their body will dry up if they remain out in the sun for too long. If this happens they will have only a short time before their body begins to dry up. Of which that could prove fatal.

Mermaid’s are far more friendly than Harpies. They are more sociable, and have been known to interact and help aid sailors out at sea by either guiding them through a storm, or helping a person who is drowning.

Mermaids in general are also significantly smarter, and they possess the natural ability of sonar similar to a Dolphin’s. This greatly helps them navigate the depths of the oceans.

Sirens

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Siren is a race of almost entirely-humanlike females known to lure sailors with their songs to their villages. With an ability to turn into mist or into a puddle of water, their enigmatically pale skin and seductive beauty, and their rather voracious attitude, Sirens are a definite danger to the seafarers. Records of disappearance of many ships have sprouted from some islands that are covered in mist constantly.

One way to definitely distinguish a Siren from a regular woman is their skin tone. Sirens look ghastly pale compared to humans. Their hair are also more commonly gray, with variance from being bluish to entirely white. Their eyes are also more commonly murky green, with variance from being yellow-green to olive-colored. Sirens tend to wear very little to maximize their ability to seduce males, although in the village they choose to don themselves in a more conservative attire.

There’s very little you can do against a Siren when she begins singing. Without an iron will, humans are hypnotized and are allured to chase after the Siren, regardless of their age or gender. Even when the enchanted humans break away from the illusion and try to fight, Sirens’ ability to dissipate into a thick cloud of mist or become a puddle of water to slide across the ground pose them as a very difficult opponent that can’t be harmed with physical attacks.

While Sirens are very hostile to humans, they appear to be ambivalent towards other races, especially considering their songs have no effect on any other races than humans.

Dunwitchers:

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Dunwitchers were originally the result of a horrible amalgamation of flesh and bone mating with a human, and then they started breeding with each other... They are usually very tall, around 8-9 feet, with goat-like legs and horns, thin bodies and long arms. They usually look like they’re completely covered in a coat of pitch black, barring their eyes, as a result of the human brain’s attempt to not see what they ACTUALLY look like. On the plus side, there’s a less likely chance of going insane when conversing with them. Mostly.

Dunwitchers, from a combination of several generations of inbreeding and not many people beside the Horror willing to teach them, are dumb. Really, really dumb. They usually slur or shorten words to more easily say things and they usually just act as workers for the Horror, going through horrifying dark rituals and building large “portals” for some great, old, dark entity.

In short, they’re horribly inbred goat-human hybrids who are really dumb and like serving dark, eldritch beings. Go figure.

((NOT DONE YET!!!))

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App Template

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Name:

Nickname: (Most adventurers have a nickname they usually go by! What is yours?)

Age:

Race: (What species is your character?)

Appearance:

Biography: (What is your characters story? Is your character a part of a crew or not?)

Personality:

Goal: (What does your character hope to accomplish?)

Cursed Item: (This is NOT mandatory. In fact your character can go throughout the entire story without one. Remember that even though these items give powerful abilities, not all abilities are unlocked all at once. Not only that but your character cannot get rid of this item without dying. It also has another side-effect like say... being cursed with the inability to swim or stay afloat in large bodies of water.)

Skills: (What is your character good in? What can they do on their own?)

Notes: (Anything you might want to add? Like say what do they normally have on them?)

NPC App:

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NPC Name:

Age:

Personality:

Bio: (HIGHLY optional.)

Abilities and/or Skills: (Optional.)

Part of a Crew? If so which crew?:

Crew App:
If your character IS a part of a crew, please state what status they are in their crew along with the following information.

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Crew Name: (What is the name of your crew? Say for example... The Black Eyed Pirates.)

Ship Appearance: (What does your crew's ship look like? Please, no modern, WWI, or WWII ships. Think general pirate ships and maybe the occasional Steam Powered ship sinc they are allowed since there is some Steampunk stuff in this RP. But please. No overly large Steampunk ships or steam-engine ships.)

Crew's Purpose: (What is your crew's goals? Do they just seek out treasure, or do they actually wish to defend others from more harsh pirate's?)
Crew Member List:
(This could involve many NPC's. If you have NPC please list their name like this: NPC: <Insert name of crew member here> and their appearance [I will be providing an NPC App Template soon.] If one of the crew members is just another RPer's character, then please list the name, who the character belongs to, and a link to their app.)

Dammit Tewi I was going to take the first non-OP post of the OOC ><

Oh well, I get this spot instead.

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Phoebe Estelle

Name: Phoebe Estelle

Nickname: "The Mad Witch of Canterbury"

Age: 27

Race: Human

Appearance:

Wriggle's NSFW rating: 4/10

Height: 180 cm (5' 10.87")
Weight: 62 kg (136.69 lb)
Eye Color: Blue
Hair Color: Blue

Phoebe usually keeps her hair short like her role model: her mother. She might grow them to make them longer if she feels like it, however.

Phoebe's outfits are extremely risque; often times she might as well be fully naked. Her dress code however is justified when one learns of the power of her Cursed Object. One aspect of her Cursed Object is that, the more skin the cursed exposes, the more potent his/her occult power becomes.

Biography:

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The Estelle family is renowned for their affinity to curses, hexes, and other occult arts. Their witches and warlocks leave the house when they have mastered their respective occult arts, providing their service to the people for a rather large fee. It is expensive to hire one of the Estelle family, but the results are very satisfactory.

Naturally, Phoebe, the youngest member of the Estelle family, took interest in the dark arts of inflicting curses. She was quite gifted: able to turn people into frogs and back without breaking a sweat, and left the house to set up a witch's shop in the large city called Canterbury. Dubbed the Mad Witch of Canterbury, Phoebe offered various services: minute things such as temporarily sprouting pig tails from a person's ass for a few hours to serious hexes such as assassinating an important figure. However, unlike other Estelle dark artists that inflicted curses because they liked hurting other people, Phoebe's services were all-business. The occult art that Phoebe was truly interested was Astronomy and Divination.

Every day, after she was done with her work, she would sneak out of the city and head to the top of a hill and watch the stars. With her money she went and bought star charts and telescopes in contrast to what the citizens of Canterbury expected. She kept her shop design clean and organized instead of dark and gloomy like every other witch's shop ever. While the title of hers still stuck around, the citizens eventually opened up to Phoebe, hiring her for more prank-like events.

One day, she was hired to assassinate a corrupt government official who oppressed the citizens of the town near Canterbury. It wasn't much of a problem: she was able to sneak into his office building and eliminated her target. Before she could leave quickly, however, she was intrigued by a blue-cover book the government official was holding and took it back with her.

Little did she know that the book was actually a Cursed Object until she heard agonized voices of the dead in her mind a few days after the assassination attempt. At first the screams in her head drove her temporarily insane, but she soon grew to control it as she learned more and more about what her new Cursed Object offered her.

The Cursed Object she has looted from the dead government official was essentially a catalog: a list of every Cursed Objects currently in the world, including the book itself. While every other pages only showed the image of the Cursed Objects, only the page that had the book itself illustrated displayed everything the object in the drawing can do. With its' knowledge, she found an excuse to close her witch's shop: find as many Cursed Objects as possible and update the book as long as she lives, hopefully passing on the information to the successor.

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As of right now, Phoebe is traveling the world looking for different people with Cursed Objects. She's been on the said voyage for 6 years now, but she has only managed to update 5 out of the hundreds of pages in her book. While wandering and exploring is always fun, hopefully she can get some progress on cataloging the Cursed Objects sometime soon.

Personality:

Phoebe may be from a family famous for producing witches and warlocks, but she isn't what you expect from a normal follower of the occult arts. She is rather enigmatic and emits that mysterious aura, but she is too laid-back and friendly to be considered into the stereotypes of followers of occult arts: cranky, eerie, and malicious.

Phoebe is rather a meticulous person. She plans not just one, but multiple steps ahead, paying attention to every minute details. She does not permit herself to make any mistakes, and thus never loses her innate charisma which Phoebe has in spades.

Phoebe is a very balanced person. She speaks in a well-mannered tone that is proud but not arrogant, gentle but not frail. She can be very decisive at times but never crosses the border of recklessness. She can feel emotions, but she tries not to let them influence or justify her actions.

Goal:

Phoebe longs to complete the PokeDex find every Cursed Object in the world of Aquarius and come to contact with them, updating her own Cursed Object to its' newest version. If she cannot do it within her lifetime, hopefully the next person who have been cursed can continue the legacy.

Cursed Item:

The Grimoire of Nepturion

A hardcover book with blue leather cover draped over hundreds of pages, The Grimoire of Nepturion is a Cursed Object that works as a catalog for every Cursed Object Nepturion has created. Within the pages, illustrations of every Cursed Objects are drawn, one per page. It is the size of a smaller college textbook, allowing Phoebe to hold it in one hand and carry it around with no physical strain at all.

When Phoebe or any other person cursed by the object comes to contact with other Cursed Objects, the corresponding page in the book begins to shine brightly for a few seconds as new information about the respective Objects are updated onto the page. The power, the curse, and the mechanism of how the Cursed Object works are inscribed on the pages by an unknown occult force, and is visible to everyone who reads the book.

The Grimoire of Nepturion is also an energy amplifier, powered by, frankly, the amount of skin exposed by the cursed. The less clothes the cursed wears, the more potent the occult energy becomes. This justifies Phoebe's indecent dress code: as it allows her to channel and concentrate her occult energy to the point that it takes on a physical form: a hazy, deep purple-and-black cloud that can be lashed out like a missile or envelop a target to make it impervious to less powerful projectiles attacks.

The curse of the Grimoire is that the cursed will constantly hear screams of the dead. Their agonizing, painful screeches echoing in the minds have taken lives of many in the past. Every predecessor of the artifact has lost their minds and perished within a week of possessing the Grimoire, although Phoebe doesn't mind the dead's screams. Another curse bestowed by the Grimoire is the wanderlust to go around places. Perhaps it's because of that aspect of the curse that prompted Phoebe to leave Canterbury and venture into the world.

Notes:

- I was probably high while making this application.

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- Before you ask, yes, that is one of the outfits Phoebe will be wearing in the RP. Yes, she has even riskier outfit. Yes, I am a perverted Wriggle who just likes shameless females who dress scantily and walks around proudly.

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- As are all female characters I control, Phoebe is extremely beautiful.

- She still provides services such as simple hexing and divination to supply her adventure with cash. Can't go on a voyage without any way to sustain herself after all.

Lilliane Hancock

Name: Lilliane Hancock

Nickname: None

Age: 18 at the time of death

Race: Ghost

Appearance:

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Height: 151 cm (4' 11.45")
Weight: 0.02 kg (0.044 lb)
Eye Color: Red/pink
Hair Color: White with pale pink hue at the tip

Lilliane's hair is really unkempt due to her situation in the biography. They are very long and very messy: with the bangs reaching her chins and the tip of her hair falling all the way to her knees.

Lilliane is only fashioned in a ragged, sleeveless dress that has definitely seen better days. The dress, so thin it could pass as a nightgown, is torn in multiple places, and stained with old blood on other places. She has broken shackles on her wrists and her ankles that are not removable, as well as a slave tag around her neck that is also irremovable.

Biography:

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The villages on the quaint New Leaf Island has seen better days. A group of sinister slavers have recently created their hideout at the heart of the island, raiding the villages and kidnapping pretty young females to sell to their clients. Lilliane from the Initia Village was no exception, as she was snatched by the slavers in their most recent raid and was taken through the wilderness and to the hideout.

The girls were sold to people who desired a servant or perhaps even a pleasure toy. Prospective buyers are required to come to New Leaf Island in person to take a look at their "wares", pick a girl or multiple girls they liked, paid for the amount on the spot, and left with the bought-out girls. However, the slavers unanimously agreed Lilliane was too beautiful to be sold away. Instead, the slavers kept Lilliane.

Of course, her treatment was not better off than what the slave-owners would have done to her. She was forced to do chores and, whenever she did an "unsatisfactory" job, she was beat up, tortured, or was left without food or water for days. She was raped by multiple men routinely. Her beautiful face and skin was always marred by the bruises and scars from the abuse, and the lack of food left her very malnourished. The extremely harsh conditions the slavers put on Lilliane soon took a toll on her as, on the 3rd month of her enslavement, the tiny flame on her candle of life snuffed out.

The slavers took her bruised, naked corpse and tossed it aside where no one would see it ever again. Slaves came and went away for a month after that; life for the slavers seemingly went back to normal. However, neither them nor the captured girls themselves would realize that the spirit of the deceased Lilliane linger in the hideout... in the same cell that she was kept in, the cell that the slavers neglect to check because of its' remoteness. There, Lilliane curls up into a ball, grieving her life for eternity to come, oblivious to the fact that she is a ghost and therefore can leave the hideout if she ever chose to.

Personality:

Lilliane has become very inward and dark due to the extreme hardship she was put under until her death. She is unsure about everything, once again because of how the slavers would beat her up if she made the slightest of mistakes... or just for kicks. She feels dirty due to how many times she was violated by the despicable villains, and constantly reprimands herself for how impure she feels. She is also fearful of strangers, especially men, and often accuse them of attempting to take advantage of her even though they had no such thoughts in their minds.

However, once she warms up to a person, she returns to how she was before she was alive and was kidnapped. Before the enslavement and death, Lilliane was a cheery girl who wasn't too enthusiastic to take action but was certainly sociable. She loved helping people in any way she can, and her villages adored her for that... now they miss her and her knack of lifting the spirits of everyone around her.

Goal:

Lilliane has no goals. She can barely figure out what she wants to do tomorrow due to how griefstruck she is.

Cursed Item:

Lilliane does not possess any of the Cursed Objects.

Notes:

None, because I'm tired!

Aeneas Vulcan

Name: Aeneas Vulcan

Nickname: None

Age: 18

Race: Human

Appearance:

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Height: 174 cm (5' 8.5")
Weight: 55 kg (121.25 kg)
Hair Color: Platinum Blonde
Eye Color: Light Brown

Aeneas doesn't appear to look like a guy from the first glance because of his long, silvery hair, his skinny, petite build, and his rather androgynous looks. His clothing also is rather androgynous; preferring to wear comfortable clothes like loose cotton shirt and cotton pants with leather slippers or boots.

Biography:

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Born and raised in a war-like village in Erubo island, Aeneas was... not like the others. The children of Erubian tribe were taught to become warriors bent on conquering the world, only putting their trust on axes and shields. They were trained in the art of battle; both men and women were put into the arena to prove themselves as battle-hardened fighters. However, Aeneas was different. Rather than wielding blade into the thick of battle, he preferred to stay behind and grow herbs that can be used for potions. He was scrawny and looked more like a girl than the females his age. His fellow friends didn't really mind: one less man for the competition, although occasional teasing went around. His parents, however, were disapproving of his preference, and continuously endeavored to changing Aeneas' "wrongdoing" and turn him back to the true path of the warrior.

The pressure of Aeneas changing and becoming a true warrior became apparent when his parents sat down to have a talk with him, demanding that he stop his silly gardening nonsense and begin taking up steel. Aeneas assured them that he will try to change, although his herb-growing and potion-making continued. In fact, his friends actually preferred Aeneas to create potions; as his concoctions gave them strength and energy when they felt drained and out of energy.

Aeneas was happy that his friends recognized his skills. However, the last straw was finally drawn when his parents, after a drinking party at the town hall, encountered their son tending to his garden. Enraged, they trampled the herbs in front of him, forced him to hold an ax the size of his torso, and practically threw him to an arena where the warriors in training fought to gain recognition and independence from the tribe.

Of course Aeneas was in a disadvantage: he didn't know how to fight. His friends knew about it and, to prove that they would rather choose to keep their friendship rather than gain fame and glory among the entire tribe, they all rose to defend Aeneas in front of the whole tribe. The audience of course were shocked by this action: it was unprecedented to see an Erubian tribe protect each other in an arena. Confused and wrathful, the tribe decided to hand the case over to the village elder and see what she would have to say.

Thankfully for Aeneas and his friends, the village elder valued their bravery and friendship, providing them her own permission of independence from the tribe: even Aeneas. Some of the more fanatical members of the tribe who were hellbent on executing the blasphemous warriors and Aeneas left to their homes in disappointment, but most tribe members celebrated the independence of Aeneas and his friends, throwing a big party full of eating, drinking, singing, dancing, and laughing. For once, Aeneas felt at home with these people.

The next day, Aeneas left in search of places where his brewing skills are needed. However, every other places already had an apothecary set up with their own resident brewers. However, Aeneas will not give up on his goal of proving his prodigal skills to the world. There's just gotta be a place where he can settle down...

Personality:

Aeneas is a bit meek and shy, especially with people of his opposite gender. This was due to the dominant friends he was with back in Erubo island; a good portion of whom were female.

However, his demeanor changes when he begins discussing about potions. His eyes brighten up and he gains confidence when he explains the potions, is in process of creating the potion, and when he's presenting the created potion.

Goal:

To find a way to display his brewing skills to the world... and perhaps find a love of his life, get married, settle down, and live a comfortable life.

Cursed Item:

None. I don't plan on him having a cursed item.

Notes:

- At the intro post, Aeneas will be on board a supply ship traveling to a different island.
- Aeneas takes pride in potions that benefits the drinkers, such as invigorating potions that grant incredible stamina temporarily. He can create poisons and the likes if he is requested for them, however.

Name: Lizzy of Dunwich

Nickname: Lizzy (she isn't very good at naming things)

Age: 53

Race: Dunwitcher

Appearance:

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Biography: When lands started to dry up from the flood, colonies were made, some among the ancient ruins. One such town was that of Dunwich. There was a family, known as the Whateleys. Said family found a relic, a book, ancient and old, originally filled with all kinds of information. As Nepturion's influence waned, something... other corrupted the book, now filled with information of a more... eldritch variety. One of the family's sons was corrupted by the book, twisted into a writhing amalgamation from the knowledge he had learned.

The family did not throw him away in disgust, or fear. They hid him, purchasing cattle to feed him. They too started to darken, performing dark rituals as the beast formerly called a son grew and grew, the book becoming fused with it's very flesh.

People in the town started to become curious as to where the cattle were going, and soon enough, other's own cattle started disappearing in the night too. A mob formed, ready to figure out what the hell was going on. But then, their now large barn exploded. the former whateley, now something not of this world, broke free, trampling through part of the crowd, leaving footsteps the width of a tree. It's appearance was so horrible, so inhuman it was invisible to the people. They panicked, of course, and the beast fully escaped into the countryside. They burned the Whateley's houe to the ground, with them still inside. But that was not the end.

It took people in the night, and screams became commonplace. Soon enough, a new breed had been born, something crossed between whatever the Whateley had become and human women. Blackness covered their bodies, the brain's reaction to hide their horrible twisted flesh, but not to the extent of what was now known as the Dunwich Horror.

These beings were actually fairly friendly, and traded with the people of Dunwich. The residents were hostile at first, but since people weren't being taken anymore and their cattle were sick and crops were failing, they conceded, and thus several generations of these hybrids were born, and the humans eventually dwindled and died off. Lizzy is of the newest, and 3rd generation of hybrids, she's also somewhat of an anomaly.

She was very, very short. Wheras most of the hybrids stood at a staggering 8-9 feet tall, Lizzy was but a mere three. The other hybrids, as a result of heavy inbreeding, were also very, very dumb. Lizzy, on the other hand, is actually very smart, and after a few years, realized that she did not like this town, and really, anything it stood for. So, in secret, she packed her bags and left, clearing the stench of Dunwich off of herself, hitching rides between ships and towns as a helpful eye and a fairly competant sailor, despite her small stature.

Personality: Lizzy is a usually cheerful, albiet very disturbing and morbid fellow. Her many years of living with her fellow hybrids have had her see things and ritual that would make most men (or women) insane within an instant, so she's not really phased by much, maybe confused if it's weird, but not much else. She likes spooking people with what dark knowledge in in her head.

Goal: None, really. Though killing the Dunwich Horror would be nice and put her conscience at rest.

Cursed Item: None at the moment I can think of.

Skills: She lacks a good portion of the increased physical strength of her bretheren, however, she is extremely nimble, able to climb and move at most angles with relative ease. She carries a pair of knives in case of trouble.

Notes: Lizzy travels very lightly, basically what she can stuff in her coat. She carries a pair of knives in case of trouble.

(Both apps are done.)

Ethan Ambers

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(Just for added effect, I tried to be a little crude with some of his stuff, just to give the feeling of what he's like. Hope it all works out. :p)

Name: Ethan Ambers


Nickname: @&&hole, Son of a b*tch and a dwarf, syphilitic puppy killin' slimey bastitch, and many other bad things. He tends to anger a lot of people, primarily influential individuals, but when being spoken of in a positive light, some know him as "The Dragonfire Avenger".


Age: 27


Race: Human

Appearance:

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Face

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This, except not bleeding everywhere and injured.


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Clothing

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Armor

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Biography: Basically, his father and mother were pirates, a government sanctioned pirate killed them, and now he's on a path of revenge, or rather that comes secondary to his antics and adventures.


Personality: Ethan is what some would call a wild, "free spirit". The other majority of people would call him "bat-sh*t insane". To himself, Ethan would regard himself as simply enjoying the life he was dealt. After all, "what's the point of living forever if you're not having fun?" Ethan is a wild-man, a risk taker, a daredevil, a badboy; pretty much a guy that lives like he's dying. That being said, he also has a more relaxed, calmer, casual side to him. If one sits down to have a conversation with him, one will soon find that there's quite a bit more to him than just testosterone and adrenaline. If the situation permits, he shows wisdom, intelligence and kindness, and contrary to people's thoughts from how he usually acts, he's not completely insensitive.

He usually remarks about particular situations and is not one to care too much during a fight. In battle, he can sometimes be a little arrogant. Despite his job, there are some contracts he will refuse. As he says, "Even adventurers and pirates have standards."


Goal: To kill the person responsible for killing his parents, but that tends to fall to the wayside. He primarily wants to explore the world for the sake of adventure, to see what the world has to offer, but when the opportunity presents itself, he will try to advance his little mission of revenge.


Cursed Item:

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Dragon's Avarice

Dragon's Avarice is a leather piece of armor worn on the left shoulder and appears to be made of some kind of dragon hide. What makes this item particularly unusual and unique is that it is inhabited by the soul of a dragon, more accurately the dragon the hide belongs to. When worn by a person, the sentient piece of armor forms a symbiotic relationship with the user. As to whether this relationship is mutual or parasitic, that can be left up for debate. The armor slowly feeds off of the wearer's life energy, but just enough to survive, and all while ensuring its host survives by granting it enhanced physical abilities and lending its power to the host. This means that the host is stronger, faster, smarter, and tougher than before, as well as granting the user a resistance to fire and the ability to breathe fire, but at the cost of inheriting the dragon soul's penchant for gathering and hoarding treasure, its avarice. Not only that, but if the user is weak-willed or is weak spirited, the dragon soul could either drain the host completely of their life energy, or even fully possess them, transforming them into something other than human.

A better way to explain this "possession" is that the spirit intertwines itself into the host's body, initially causing very minute changes to the wearer's physical appearance. If one looks beneath the shoulder pad and in that general vicinity, one will see a darkening of the skin and the beginnings of what looks to be scales. This is when the spirit has the least amount of control over the host, only taking enough control to sustain itself with the host's life energy. Either when the host is in extreme and imminent danger, or when the host loses to the power of the spirit, the scales will quickly begin to overtake the host's flesh and transform them into a monstrous draconian humanoid. The effects of this transformation can vary for the host, ranging from temporarily fusing with the dragon soul to being almost entirely overtaken and cast into their own mind. If the worst of the two outcomes happen, it is up to the dragon whether or not to relinquish control, and it often chooses not to. The only other way the host can regain control is if they have the will to do so, but the chances of such a thing happening are very slim.

In the end, this cursed item is a very powerful artifact, but it is as dangerous as it is powerful.



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Skills: Swordsmanship, marksmanship, acrobatics, sneaking around, getting into trouble, pissing people off, getting put in jail cells, pissing off jail wardens, getting beat up by jail wardens, getting out of trouble, drinking, adventuring, sailing, fishing, swimming, loving, killing, lockpicking, pickpocketing, sh*t talking, sweet talking, plank hopping, aaaaaaaaaaand chess.


Notes:

Weapons

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Dual Bladed Revolvers

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12 Gauge Double Barrel Hammer Shotgun

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Dual Flintlock Knives

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Tezoth The Dragon Spirit

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The dragon spirit is an entity from a time long before The Flooding. Back then, it was killed and reduced to little more than a scrap of leather, but before dying, the dragon had uttered a curse upon itself that it would always haunt whoever would dare abuse its corpse. When the item was created, the first victims of the curse were the very people who killed the dragon and crafted the relic. After they had died from mysterious causes, the leather pauldron eventually found its way into another's possession. That owner was soon overtaken by the soul, but the host was slain by a band of heroes. This cycle continued up until The Flooding, where it was left adrift on the open sea. After drifting for a few millenia, the item was stumbled upon by a band of pirates. They thought the item was little more than a scrap of leather, but kept it anyways, tossing it into their treasury and keeping it there until one day the ship it was aboard was attacked.

After the clashing of steel and the sounds of gunfire subsided, the door to the treasury was blasted open and the armor was taken by a lone adventurer, a rather snarky one at that...

The dragon spirit is intelligent, cunning, and quite powerful. Tezoth cares little for humans and sees them more as entertainment than anything else. This is often seen with how he tends to manipulate and use those around it. It is not entirely misanthropic, as it has been known to show interest and slight benevolence to those it deems worthy of such kindness, but more often than not, the dragon tends to find the affairs of humans to be little more than something to entertain himself with.

He also tends to carry around a weapon of his own, a gunblade designed like a revolver, but fires shotgun shells.


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Jason Stone

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Name: Jason Stone

Nickname: "Magic Head"

Age: 18

Race: Human

Appearance: Dark brown hair to the point that it looks black, brown eyes, a tan skin tone, medium build, weighs 190 lbs, and stands at 5' 10''. He wears Tanker Boots that have Titanium Alloy plates on the toes and heels, loose fitting black leather pants with many pockets(not skin-tight, comfortable, slightly loose), a black sleeveless heavy-duty leather shirt with a reinforced front and a Titanium Alloy chestplate.

Biography: Jason Stone was born to a mother and father that had quite different professions, but the same passion and love towards one another, and when Jason was born, they shared that same love to him as well. Jason had a relatively happy and relaxing life, usually spending time reading in his mother's library or helping his father at the forge. One day, Jason decided to take a trip into the woods and explore. As he moved amongst the trees and sounds of the forest, he heard a sound that didn't quite match with the rest of the forest. It didn't take long to learn that the strange sound he heard were the screams of a young girl, and it wasn't a moment too soon, for he had grabbed the girl's hand and pulled her to safety before she was sent down the side of a cliff.

The girl seemed rather scared, but grateful that someone had come by to help her. After introducing himself, the girl had told him that she had lost her family in the woods and could not find them on her own. Jason had promised to help her find them, promised that he would stay by her side until they were found. It took some time, but with a little persistence Seki's parents were found, and they all left the forest after a tiring day.

The two of them quickly grew to be close friends after those events in the forest, and they were inseparable, often helping each other with tasks, getting into all kinds of adventures and trouble, and even managed to get out of and solve a few of their troubles. It was definitely a rather hectic lifestyle for Jason, but if he was facing it all with his friend, he would rather have it no other way.

On Seki's eighth birthday, Jason decided to find a particularly special present for Seki, something that reflected just how much he liked and cared about his childhood friend. He had gone through many different choices at the local market, but nothing felt like it could convey such meaning. That was, until he found an old bracelet with a flame pattern adorning it. Usually, Jason would feel that such a gift might have been overwhelming, but there was something about this particular trinket that called to him, something that kept pulling his attention back to it. For some reason, and after much thought, Jason had decided that this bracelet, although rather basic of a gift, was special and wanted to give it to Seki for her birthday. After paying for the bracelet and going to Seki's birthday party, he soon took Seki to a secluded area where he then presented his gift. Jason had his doubts and slightly feared that Seki wouldn't like the present he had gotten for her, but those fears were quickly erased when she tightly hugged him and said "Thank you."

This one moment of happiness, however blissful and seemingly uncorruptable, was very short lived and marked the beginning of the guilt Jason felt.

It was a memory from so long ago, yet even now the memory is so burned and etched into Jason's mind that he will probably never forget. The night after Seki's birthday, Jason was woken up by a faint yelling in the distance, the smell of smoke, and the crackling of some unknown force. He had immediately shaken himself awake and went to the window, only to be greeted to the orange glow of a nearby fire, one that seemed to be originating at Seki's house. Fearful of what might have happened to his close friend, Jason immediately ran out from his house and down the road to Seki's house, hoping that it was still standing, hoping that she was alright.

What Jason was greeted to that night has haunted him for the longest time, and even now serves as a warning to him about Seki's newfound power, the chaos it could bring. Laying in the center of the road in front of her burning home was Seki, laughing in an almost maniacal manner. Nobody else seemed to be able to get a single coherent answer from Seki, but when Jason asked her what had happened, all she said was "Fire. lots and lots of fire ehehehe. My new bracelet is special! I don't know why but I feel really good!" Jason was horrified at the sudden revelation that the bracelet he had given his friend had somehow driven her insane. Desperate for answers, Jason quickly ran back to the market and found the merchant that had sold him the bracelet. It was from the merchant that Jason learned the bracelet was one of many cursed items, each one unique in their own way, but all of them dangerous. Even worse, there was no way to save Seki from the curse, no way to undo what Jason had done. Because of him, Seki had been sent to prison, her mind had been so severely fragmented that he didn't even know if his friend still existed, and her parents were even killed during the incident. If Jason had not given her that bracelet, everything would have been fine. Jason regretted all he had done and felt that the entire chain of events had been his fault. He felt as if he had betrayed his friend in the worst possible way, and now her parents' blood was on his hands.

Luckily for Seki, the investigator could not find enough evidence to keep her locked up and she was placed under Jason's family's care after a few months. Of course, this did not mean things returned to normal. Jason still felt an enormous amount of guilt over the entire thing, and every time he looked at Seki, he was only reminded of the damage he had caused, causing him to avoid Seki and even try to stop talking with her. This happened for a couple months until one night Jason heard Seki crying in her room. He couldn't help but check in on her to make sure everything was alright, but when he asked what was wrong, Seki answered, "Jason not like me anymore." Jason tried to explain to her why he had been avoiding her this entire time, but soon stopped himself when he realized he had no excuse. Sitting in front of him was his friend. She was still somewhere inside her head and not entirely gone, and he had hurt her by shunning her, making her feel like she did something wrong. Instead of explaining, Jason comforted her by simply wrapping his arms around her and holding her close. It was on this day that Jason silently promised to find a way to save Seki from the curse he had bestowed on her, he would travel to the edges of the earth and learn the world's deepest darkest secrets if it meant that his friend would be free.

Over the years, Jason studied many different subjects, but primarily kept to alchemy. Meanwhile, he would also spend time with Seki and teach her various academics to make sure she kept up with them. Eventually, Jason had moved away from his family to further pursue his studies, and Seki followed with him. Luckily for them, there was little trouble Seki could get into where they lived, and it was a place where Jason could perform some of the more complex aspects of alchemy. To this day, Jason still attempts to unlock all of the secrets within alchemy, hoping to cure the curse that he had unwittingly placed on Seki so long ago.


Personality: Jason is a fairly easygoing person and is very accepting toward those around him. He occasionally jokes and sometimes snarks about certain situations. He can be a little hot-headed, depending on his mood, but is a pretty patient and kind person overall.

Goal: To find a way to either safely remove the cursed item that Seki possesses, or negate its negative effects.

Cursed Item: None for now.

Skills: Lore, Alchemy, strategy, crafting, negotiating, storytelling, and various other tidbits of info he has gathered from his mother's library. That and he seems a little bit stronger than the average person, due to his gathering of materials and his constant forging of new items.


Notes: He uses his wit and his will to do whatever needs to be done. He is a tradesman, meaning that he tends to rely on the tools he creates.

MY APP!

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Name: Cale Trent

Nickname: N/A

Age: 22

Race: Human

Appearance:

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Height: 6' 1
Weight: 198 lbs.

Biography:

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A youthful and energetic young lad with a knack for exploring and the middle child out of his 2 brothers. Since a young age Cale traveled the seas with his father and siblings. They weren't pirates or anything really, just explorers who always sought out new lands to explore and new treasures to find.
Honestly this was quite an exciting life for the young explorer, for with each new land and treasure they found, the more about he learned about the world he lived in. It was because of this that he had gained the urge to go his separate way, to travel the land on his own.

When he reached the age of 18 he managed to accomplish this task, for he had managed to save up enough of his hard earned currency from traveling with his father and siblings. With the money in hand, he had begun searching for a ship to call his own once he landed on the next island. Sadly he didn't find his own ship, but he did decide that he would start hitching rides on any ship, temporarily joining a crew until he can either get his own ship or find a crew that he is willing to stick with.

Unfortunately his travels would end up leading him into something that would change his life for both the better, and for the worse. You see after hitching a ride on a ship and arriving to a new island by the name of Caine Island, he began to rest and take a break in the local village. However he began hearing rumors of a temple deep within the forest that contained a incredibly valuable treasure. However anyone who had gone into the jungle in search of said temple never returned to the village. Hearing this he grew an interest in what this treasure was, and decided to head out in search for it.

He spent a few days preparing. He had gathered at least a few days worth of food and water. After he got what he needed, he then sought out. He followed the supposed path that the villagers told him about... Within a day he had gotten lost in the jungle, and for the next day or two he remained lost... Yet he kept searching for this temple. After all he had done similar things with his father and brothers in the past, so what makes the situation he's in now any different? With that thought in his head he continued searching until...

He found the temple.

As soon as he found the temple he quickly celebrated before running in, and oddly enough... there wasn't any traps at all in the temple. He thought that such an old temple with a treasure so valuable had to be worth protecting in some way, but no. Instead he found something that disturbed him a bit. The recently dead bodies of men, of whom had their arms... severed, cut off from the elbow. It was as though something made them remove their own arms, and then proceeded to bleed to death. This did not sway him however, for he wasn't going to just leave without this treasure he had heard about. As such he continued exploring through the temple in search of this treasure, and finally... at the end of the main corridor was a large room. Inside the room was nothing but a large pedestal with... a rather ordinary steel gauntlet that had a gem embedded into the back of the hand.

Curious he walked up and placed his hand on the gauntlet, and almost immediately he started to hear a voice in his head... one that was begging him to place the gauntlet on. Seeing this he let go of the gauntlet and backed up. Unfortunately the moment he blinked the gauntlet was not on the pedestal, but rather was now being held in his hand. This scared Cale a bit, as the voice had began speaking to him again. It was urging him to put the gauntlet on. Cale nervous and terrified of these voices threw the gauntlet at the wall and ran out of the temple.

While he was catching his breath though, the gauntlet had somehow managed to appear right at his feet. Cale had so many questions, but was beginning to think... what if this is what drove those men to killing themselves? What if... this was the treasure? All these questions just was beginning to drive Cale crazy, however he tried to fight it. He wanted to know more about this, and as such he grabbed the gauntlet and began to make his way back to the village. After a solid day of traveling, with the voice echoing in his head, urging for him to put the gauntlet on. He had finally made it to the village.

The villagers were shocked and surprised by his return, for they thought he had perished. However upon seeing the gauntlet in his hand the village elder emerged and told him about the gauntlet. He warned him that now that Cale has touched the gauntlet, he has no choice but to wear it. For it will always find its way back to him until the day he dies. However he also said that the gauntlet will grant Cale a power that could potentially help him in the future. Hearing this, Cale begrudingly sighed... and so he put on the gauntlet. After all he wasn't just going to live life being followed by some gauntlet, nor was he wanting the voices in his head to continue. Thankfully the second he put it on his left hand, the voices had stopped. Cale however passed out upon putting the gauntlet on, for one of the wounds he had gotten while traveling through the jungle had once again began bleeding even more profusely than normal.

Much to his benefit though, the villagers saw this and quickly jumped to his aid. They patched him up, and by the time he came to he began asking what happened. The only thing the villagers could tell him was that the gauntlet must have caused one of his wounds to open up and begin bleeding. The loss of blood had caused him to faint, but thankfully they were there to stop the bleeding.

For the next few days Cale remained at the village, resting up and letting his wounds heal and recover. All the while he was thinking about the gauntlet, and how he will never be able to remove it. He was also thinking about how this strange thing will be giving him some sort of special power. He did not worry too hard on that, in fact he was actually more scared to find out what kind of power this metal glove will give him. Either way after his injuries were finally healed, he had said his goodbyes to the people of the village and began seeking a ship or crew he could call his own.

Personality:
Cale is youthful, and filled with energy and excitement for exploring new places. He's generally friendly and outgoing, jumping head-first into a situation without warning. He's the kind of guy who loves to live life dangerously, but at the same time knows when enough is enough. If he recognizes a situation as truly dangerous or severe, he won't just jump in. He'll either actually prepare, or not even bother with it at all. To be honest sometimes he'd actually prefer the latter, for he does not always like dealing with being in the spotlight of a situation.

However if he knows or hear that a woman (or child) is in any kind of danger, then he will begrudingly jump into a situation even if it might cost him his life. This is actually quite funny, as around women he's quite nervous. Especially around more beautiful or busty women. Mostly because well... he's a bit afraid of relationships, for his divorced father had told him that "Relationships are like the plague son. Nothing good comes out of a romance. Except if the woman invites you to her bedroom. In that case take up her offer. JUST TAKE IT!" Cale took that a little too much too heart... well the 'relationships are like the plague' part. He doesn't think they are the plague, but the way his father said it made him afraid to get into a relationship for feels like something bad might happen. This won't stop him from at least becoming friends with a woman.

Other than that, Cale is rather cocky and a bit arrogant when it comes to his knowledge and skills as a Treasure Hunter, of which his loud-mouth and bragging sometimes actually puts him in the situations he hates the most.

Goal:
He wishes to find a ship or crew of his own so that he could travel the world apart from his father and brothers.

Cursed Item:
The gauntlet you see on his left hand is his cursed item. The second he touched it he was cursed and had no choice to put it on or else he will be essentially chased by it throughout the rest of his life. Though it does grant him a unique ability. For the gauntlet can create and form a special bow and string made out of some mysterious energy. When he pulls back the string of energy and releases, it will fire a charged bolt of blue energy at the target. These bolts of energy have a range of 15 meters, and is quite powerful. Getting hit by his energy bolts are like getting hit by an arrow made of energy. It will not pierce the target, for the shot dissipates upon hitting its target, but it will cause an injury much like getting hit by an arrow.

Cale can also fire smaller, weaker bolts from the gauntlet without pulling the string of energy on the energy bow, and it has the same range as a full charged shot from his bow. Getting hit by these weaker, faster firing bolts is like punching someone as well as leaving a nasty bruise. These weaker bolts are yellow in color rather than blue.

The other part of the curse is that any injuries that will caused Cale to bleed, will cause his wounds to bleed far more than they normally should. This actually means that Cale will be encouraged to avoid getting shot or stabbed even moreso than normal.

Currently he does NOT know how to activate the energy bolt firing abilities of the Gauntlet.

Skills:
Cale has some experience in Treasure Hunting, and navigating the seas due to traveling and being taught by his father. As such he can be quite useful in helping a ship's captain in navigating just by examining the stars, the way the wind is blowing, and by looking at a map. It will take a good while for him to figure out where exactly they are in the world, but the second he does he will check any map of the world he might have near him and will then set a course for the nearest island.

On land he excels even more though as he has experience traveling through jungles, exploring caves, and navigating through labyrinth like temples. He has also been trained to have a cautious eye, and as such can usually notice or figure out if there is a trap in their way due to previous experience. He also has a knack for traving down treasures, and can usually be seen at the front of a team of treasure hunters.

Also due to his treasure hunting profession, he actually knows how to haggle and sell the treasures he finds for some rather good prices... sometimes. He has a 50/50 success rate in his haggling.
Outside of treasure hunting he really does not have much skill, in terms of fighting he does not have much to offer... Yeah he's not really a good fighter.

Notes:

Since he currently is not part of a crew, I am willing to have him join the first person who is saying they are wanting to have a crew of their own. THAT IS IF THEY ACTUALLY WANT HIM!!!

@Tewi.

Interesting Character. I like it. I've read through it and honestly it seems rather good for one. Accepted.


@Mima.

Gruesome and all. The lore you provided with the cursed book thing that caused the Dunwich Horror in that location (even though pretty much a rip/modifcation of the Dunwich Horror story modified for this RP.) I like it.

Lizzy is absolutely adorable looking and will hopefully be interesting to Interact with.

Accepted.


@Wriggle

Read the app Wriggle. Love it. She sounds so... enigmatic to me, and so goddamn interesting. ON TOP OF THAT I JUST LOVE THAT IMAGE!

Okay I'm not being biased here, but I do like the app. Accepted.



Okay if we get one or two more people to make apps and get accepted I will make the OOC.

Name: Koishi Komeiji

Nickname: None

Age: 27

Race: Satori

Appearance:

Spoiler

Biography: In time time of the flooding, some humans fled underground, sealing up the path behind them to keep out the water. These humans should've met an unfortunate end. That was, if they hadn't met the Satori. The Satori back then were nothing but simple, non-sentient creatures, mere eyes with various tentacles to scale walls and absorb food. The humans found them, and soon enough discovered their symbiotic abilities that allowed them to survive and thrive in the dark. This continued through generations, and the satori and human had ceased to be seperate creatures, now simply two parts of one whole.

They had grown into a great city in the many years following the flood, supported by underground rivers and bioluminesence. As the land dried, the rocks unsealed, and they were thrust into the world anew.

Koishi was born on the surface, unlike many Satori, in a small fishing village near what was formerly Birth Island. As such, she grew up hearing the stories and tales of the cursed place where it once rested, tale of ghost pirates and treasure. Once day an interesting fellow came to the island, a little Dunwitcher named Lizzy, who told her tales of many places and people, making Koishi very interested and excited, and ever since, the two have been travelling together throughout the seven seas.

Personality: Koishi is unusually cheerful, unusual for the usual cold logic of her kind. In fact, she's usually quite the opposite, boisterious, happy, and free of thing holding her back.

Goal: Not really. She just travels and drifts.

Cursed Item: None at the moment.

Skills: Most Satori can read minds, however, Koishi possesses a mutation, reading, and sometimes even manipulating the subconcious instead. She likes climbing and moving where she pleases, and has an affinity for free-movement over buildings and such. Tapping into her eye's power can increase her physical strength by quite a bit for a short time, at the cost of losing a lot of energy. Lastly, she can extend some of her tendrils to grab or hold onto things as needed.

Notes: Koishi normally travels light, with money and a cutlass for defense.