Post by Mary "Eidolon" Blake on May 18, 2007 15:47:16 GMT -5
Name: Mary Alissabev Blake
Age: 23
Gender: Female
Personality: Mary is one of the most intelligent people you will ever meet in your life, and for this time that isn't very common, especially among pirates. She learned early on the ways of piracy and will take them to her grave. In this sense, she is loyal to any crew she is with, will do whatever her captain tells her, but is a grimy little thief with the cunning of a hero.
Even though she takes on her family's ways by stealing and pirating, killing and never taking "no" for an answer, she is very honest and loyal. Because she is always lonely she is quite honorable to anyone who give her the time of day.
And she is also very quirky and curious. You probably won't notice if she listens in on your conversation or finds out something about you. In fact she's much like a phantom which was how she got her nick name. She drifts from one place to another, though she can't seem to figure out why. The way she is is much like a spirit or a ghost. You never know she's coming until she's there. Her loneliness stems from this invisibility.
History: Even when she was a baby her life was centered around Piracy. Her father was a pirate, her mother just a simple woman who raised her and her older brother. When she wasn't with her mother she was on a ship with her father learning all there was to be a pirate herself. He never seemed like the type of man to get involved in such things, but this solemn person was deeply engraved in the stone of piracy. It did not serve him his death, but it may have brought it sooner. Her mother and father died from illness when she was 17. From then on she lived by herself going from ship to ship, town to town doing various jobs and making a living off of treason and finding information.
When she was 22 she was sent on a job to find a man and get a bit of information from him about the East India Trading Company and what they were planning. Though she can't seem to remember her messenger's name, she can remember the guy she had to get the information from. She should know him very well since she spent three months on his ship, unnoticed, watching his crew. When she found her way back to the source she presented her information and left again, never staying one spot too long.
Her parents were loving and so was her brother, who she hasn't seen for almost four years. They went their seperate ways, hoping to find each other again some day, but it seems whenever she attempts to find him, he slips out of her grasp, as if he's avoiding her somehow. She is a very lonely person, who like how she moves, doesn't get attached to people too often. Only two people in her life is she attached to now, one of them her brother.
Now she resides still moving about as rapidly as the waves, making her way around the Caribbean and living fully as a pirate could. All she wants now is a place to call home, a ship to call her own, and a crew to fit into.
Example Post: From Hollow Fields
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For once she had decided to come here at night. Usually she was too chicken nuts to even bother. But today she was hooked on coming. It was like a hobby, something you wanted to do all of the time. She wanted to do this. She wanted to go today and see what she could find. She hadn't told Shane she was coming or anyone else for that matter. Instead she just got up out of bed and left.
All she planned was looking in the boy's room. She hadn't really thought about going back down into the mini tomb, because she was a bit afraid of seeing that dead body again. And as she treaded down the small hill to the back she stopped cold in her tracks.
It seemed everytime she came there something was always outside. She half expected someone she knew to jump out of the bushes and grab her to scare her, which brought down that anticipation. But who would it be and what would they do?
And like she had expected someone grabbed her from behind, one arm around her waist and one around her neck, a hand going over her mouth. No one she knew would do such a thing, but she figured it was probably Jesse being an idiot. She squealed and tried to move out of his grip but he wouldn't budge. She couldn't see behind her so it wasn't like she could figure out who it was. His grip got tighter and she screamed, but it only came out as a little hum.
"Shhh, stop making noise darling. Wouldn't want anyone to hear you." The thick liquid voice broke through the air. She didn't recognize it and she now realized how much danger she was truly in.
Her mouth opened beneath his hand she bit down hard and fast, drawing blood. It was a mixture of sweat and metallic now that she could taste, and he let go of her mouth. She let out a ripping scream and then broke and arm free. She jabbed him in the stomach as hard as humanly possible, but he didn't get off. He just seemed more pissed.
Age: 23
Gender: Female
Personality: Mary is one of the most intelligent people you will ever meet in your life, and for this time that isn't very common, especially among pirates. She learned early on the ways of piracy and will take them to her grave. In this sense, she is loyal to any crew she is with, will do whatever her captain tells her, but is a grimy little thief with the cunning of a hero.
Even though she takes on her family's ways by stealing and pirating, killing and never taking "no" for an answer, she is very honest and loyal. Because she is always lonely she is quite honorable to anyone who give her the time of day.
And she is also very quirky and curious. You probably won't notice if she listens in on your conversation or finds out something about you. In fact she's much like a phantom which was how she got her nick name. She drifts from one place to another, though she can't seem to figure out why. The way she is is much like a spirit or a ghost. You never know she's coming until she's there. Her loneliness stems from this invisibility.
History: Even when she was a baby her life was centered around Piracy. Her father was a pirate, her mother just a simple woman who raised her and her older brother. When she wasn't with her mother she was on a ship with her father learning all there was to be a pirate herself. He never seemed like the type of man to get involved in such things, but this solemn person was deeply engraved in the stone of piracy. It did not serve him his death, but it may have brought it sooner. Her mother and father died from illness when she was 17. From then on she lived by herself going from ship to ship, town to town doing various jobs and making a living off of treason and finding information.
When she was 22 she was sent on a job to find a man and get a bit of information from him about the East India Trading Company and what they were planning. Though she can't seem to remember her messenger's name, she can remember the guy she had to get the information from. She should know him very well since she spent three months on his ship, unnoticed, watching his crew. When she found her way back to the source she presented her information and left again, never staying one spot too long.
Her parents were loving and so was her brother, who she hasn't seen for almost four years. They went their seperate ways, hoping to find each other again some day, but it seems whenever she attempts to find him, he slips out of her grasp, as if he's avoiding her somehow. She is a very lonely person, who like how she moves, doesn't get attached to people too often. Only two people in her life is she attached to now, one of them her brother.
Now she resides still moving about as rapidly as the waves, making her way around the Caribbean and living fully as a pirate could. All she wants now is a place to call home, a ship to call her own, and a crew to fit into.
Example Post: From Hollow Fields
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For once she had decided to come here at night. Usually she was too chicken nuts to even bother. But today she was hooked on coming. It was like a hobby, something you wanted to do all of the time. She wanted to do this. She wanted to go today and see what she could find. She hadn't told Shane she was coming or anyone else for that matter. Instead she just got up out of bed and left.
All she planned was looking in the boy's room. She hadn't really thought about going back down into the mini tomb, because she was a bit afraid of seeing that dead body again. And as she treaded down the small hill to the back she stopped cold in her tracks.
It seemed everytime she came there something was always outside. She half expected someone she knew to jump out of the bushes and grab her to scare her, which brought down that anticipation. But who would it be and what would they do?
And like she had expected someone grabbed her from behind, one arm around her waist and one around her neck, a hand going over her mouth. No one she knew would do such a thing, but she figured it was probably Jesse being an idiot. She squealed and tried to move out of his grip but he wouldn't budge. She couldn't see behind her so it wasn't like she could figure out who it was. His grip got tighter and she screamed, but it only came out as a little hum.
"Shhh, stop making noise darling. Wouldn't want anyone to hear you." The thick liquid voice broke through the air. She didn't recognize it and she now realized how much danger she was truly in.
Her mouth opened beneath his hand she bit down hard and fast, drawing blood. It was a mixture of sweat and metallic now that she could taste, and he let go of her mouth. She let out a ripping scream and then broke and arm free. She jabbed him in the stomach as hard as humanly possible, but he didn't get off. He just seemed more pissed.
