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Name: Rikku Bella Desc: A tanned woman with blazing emerald eyes and long (waistlength) dark brown hair. Toned from farm labor but still curvy. Bio: Rikku was born and raised on a farm in Forta Leza, Brazil. She always had a green thumb and helped around with the crops. Upon discovering her abilities; she used them to help the farm and open a floral boutique of her own. The only survivng member of the family after her father passed. Powers: Besides basic self-defense and gun training (hunting). She has control over the earth, shes able to grow plants and levitate boulders. With the recent increase however, her powers have grown to the point where she cannot control them at times. Notes: She can be stern and motherly but is rarely afraid. Loves to garden and cook.

Can I have two? (Possibly)

Save a spot for me, yo. Ive been waiting for this to pop up. Now I just gotta think.

"What we need to do is move" she sat next to Robert while watching Tugg scratch away "No doubt, the townsguard will be looking for the dead girl." Whisper stood slowly, wiping her cheek and she gently touched Dresdens and Zaddions hands. She was no where near as experienced as these two, but they were mages nonetheless. "I expect you want payment for your silence and help..." she looked uncertainly at Clarke, eyes still reddened with tears. Remembering her courtesies; she extended a hand "Pleasure to make your acquaintance, Clarke. You know who I am and where I'm from. But I don't mind you calling me Whisp. No one has called me that before." They were always far too afraid to insult Andalasian royalty.

-Cosplay -Go to a con -Fall in love -learn to drive

It used to be a whole lot worse. Now 4chan is for babies compared to the way it used to be. Still some pretty crappy stuff, but not so bad. It's boring now.

"That's just Adrass...probably come to yell at us for being stupid evil mages..." Whisper mumbled softly. She was relieved to hear that he was safe but didn't show it. Tugg fluffed up as he watched the tinkerer leave and then went to his cart, using the side to scratch his hide again.

Sorry. I'm just meh.

Whisper sniffled; ignoring Finn "It was supposed to be easy...we were to take Lionel's Pass all the way to Rook's Keep in Illia. Tehn I was to heal the King. But why would they attack us?" Tulla glanced up at a bird circling high overhead before looking back at Clarke "You tell him that, he's not dumb. Just confused."

"There is nothing to thank me for" she sniffled, wiping her tears with her fingers. Tulla chuckled lightly while springing back up "Well she is a princess." She took Tugg by the beak and led him over to Clarke "Now you apologize to the tinkerer Tugg. You started this mess." Tugg growled indignantly and tried to pull his beak away, but Tulla kept a firm grip "Now." She then let go and grabbed Helenas cloak from the cart and threw it over to Helena "Sorry about the blood!" Tugg stared down at Clarke with his piercing yellow eyes; he didn't want to apologize. It was this humans fault and he got into trouble for it. But he liked the cart; it scratched him in all the right places. So, Tugg held out a giant paw to Clarke; claws sheathed.

Think of it as a prototype one of the firsts of its line, so its of a new design but old compared to the rest

@@Scribblegroove, Accepted for all three. I'm sure someone would offer to show him how to use the cannons properly, if not the Captain. It just so happens that she has a defective gattling gun on the bow of her ship that she cant seem to fix herself.

Oh I love snakes! BUT TARANTULAS?!?!?!?! Haha, Kaa was my favorite character in The Jungle Book besides Bagheera (if i even spelled it right D: ) Woot woot xbox master race!!! Welcome to the forums :3

Able Bodied Soldier (or pirate) It means that you have no particular position but can help around the ship and with fighting.

Yes,usually they like to have a doctor/surgeon aboard.

@@Scribblegroove, Don't worry, I will. Just gettin' a feel for everyone, since we are all gonna be stuck on a ship together.

@@Dji, Ah, no. Ummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm lets just say its all bloodied right now

IGGY AZALEA Holy crap is it a man or a woman?!?!?

@@Shadow Dancer, Accepted as an ABS @@Flying Ace, I'll take her on as the powder monkey. A reckless position to give to her but meh London is London. @, She can be a guest, but still has to sleep with the rest of the crew, unless she wants to sleep in the brig. If you want to add the guy (who seems funny) he'll be up with rigging and an ABS as well. @@dusk shade, If he had his boat, then there would be no reason for him to be on Londons right? The Thread doesn't compare to The Singing Siren. It's a trading ship outfitted with some cannons and the like. The Needle is a different story entirely. It's alright how he dresses or that hes steampunk; but I don't want him seeming overly OP above everyone else. Nothin' to be sorry about, yo

@@dusk shade, I have to ask, but why would he want to join this crew? Just to find his father? And the steampunk technology isn't too far developed yet so the watch thing wouldn't work and maybe if you could take one or two guns away (those are still developing as well). But I like him and I'm interested in making him the Gunner.

Uh a crazed fire mage. Aboard a ship. A wooden ship. In some of the most dangerous waters? What could possibly go wrong?

She held the portion of stew in her hands; ignoring Clarke for the moment to look up at Finn " Serrafinno! I don't care that you hurt me but who were you aiming for? Clarke,the gentleman who helped me? We do not harm others." Whisper reprimanded him "Stay on the ground" Even though she was angry and hungry; Whisper took a piece of her food and gave it to Finn. She still loved him and wouldn't stay mad for long. The princess politely declined the tinkerers offer "Your cart has done enough for me at the moment." Hopefully, everyone would forgive her for her outburst once her belly had something in it. "Everyone just...do something else. I'm sorry." she trudged off quickly to sit behind a far boulder, hidden from view. She wanted to throw up with pain but it was so undignified for someone like her. Though, throwing up blood in someones cart didn't have much dignity herself. Whisper sniffled and teared up a bit; she had tried being strong and inspiring; like her father was. Graceful and understanding; like her mother. Yet now she felt the weight of every ones lives bearing down on her shoulders; the whole caravan, her friend the jester and now this small scraggly group who scrambled to survive. All she wanted was the safety of her castle, to bring peace between Illia and her kingdom. "Ancients, I ask you again, why? I am no warrior and my heart it not strong. I am a weak princess, why give this gift to me? Why not my mother? The more I go on, the more I believe the Hunter is right, no good can come from magic. Those souls you received were all of my doing..." she prayed sadly; the grass around her turning a sickly brown.

I lived in NY all my life and never got to go to MoMA *sigh*

Well, London has a thing for strange characters. The weirder the better, she thinks.