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Thornwick
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PostPosted: Fri Jun 13, 2014 10:40 pm


Roy T Inane
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Roy T Inane


*drools* You're profile looks awesome, Roy~

Hey, giving besides feedback is anyone willing to proofread? emotion_awesome (Tried to do it myself, last night, but I suspect I may have done more harm than good.) Let me know, and I'll post my revised profile.


Thanks! I'd be glad to proofread your profile, just let me know what level of editing you want. Sometimes I accidentally overdo it. (Comma splices are my specialty.)


Oh, man--if you can do hardcore-professional-publishing house-proofreading that'd be awesome; 'course, I'd be happy with correcting grammatical errors, too. Either way, I'd love a second set of eyes on the thing. Here it is. (It's been revised since I sent it to you the first time.)

Thornwick
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                                      Archibald Aloysius Twitch
                                      “Archie”
                                      Male | 57 | 5’8”


                                      Specialty: Supervises household staff, specializing in the care and appearance of the home (among other responsibilities).

                                      Occupation: Domestic worker (butler/majordomo)/Former operative of the Special Unit to the Royal Military.

                                      Crew Position: Passenger. (Unless something happens, and he ends up a hostage, or somehow--unwillingly--becomes part of the crew.)

                                      History: Being the fifth generation of an impressive military lineage, Archie accepted his draft into the Royal Military, without question. (Growing up with men like Archie’s father, and his father before him, and his fa--well, you get the picture--he was practically groomed for it since birth.) So, it was no surprise when he’d be the first out the door at the bugle’s blast, while everyone else cursed and moaned for five more minutes of precious slumber; no surprise when he'd come out on top in all aspects of physical training (thanks to all the mandatory family drills conducted at four in the morning); and, definitely no surprise, when he had received honorable mention from his instructors during graduation. He moved on and continued to receive excellent marks while receiving education for his impending career field, until his achievements were recognized by the top military officials. Soon after, he was whisked off to take on a completely different form of training, which led to the thrilling life of a cloak and dagger operative. It was fun while it lasted.

                                      The war crippled the country in more ways imaginable, and Archie’s unit disbanded. With his former life in ruins with what was left of a once thriving empire, Archie traveled across the ocean and placed roots in the Coalition of States, where he built up a new career in door-to-door sales. Time passed, several cans of Dr. Pristine’s Miracle Cleaning Powder were sold, and Archie became restless. He loathed it; somehow, demonstrating the cleaning power of baking soda didn’t impress him as much as it did his female customers. It was impossible to ignore that old feeling resting on his shoulder--like a bug screaming in his ear. He desired order. Desired purpose. Where would he find such things in his present life?

                                      The answer came to him when he’d rang the doorbell to a grand Victorian on one of his sales routes. A man, dressed in a crisp, black uniform, answered the door and (with a snooty “No, thank you”) promptly shut it upon seeing the product in Archie’s hand. A week later, he chucked the sales pitch along with the remaining cans of miracle powder, enrolled into the Edensburry Butlery Institute, and excelled in domestic service. Balance had been restored.

                                      These days, Archie takes quiet pleasure polishing shoes to a high shine; ironing wrinkles out of the morning papers; and commanding underlings below his station. How it reminded him of the good ol’ days.

                                      Persona: Albeit a soft-spoken man, Archie is quite disciplined. From this, stems efficiency, diligence, and a keen eye for perfection (which also contributes to his rigid nature). While all that is well and good for butler, he can be quite stubborn when faced with drastic changes to his routine. However, in spite of all that, he’s a man that takes pride in his work. He may, often times, appear to be insensitive, but he’s a soft spot in him, somewhere; he’s just too busy ensuring a job’s done right to bother looking for it. If one were to describe Archie, in as little as three words, they would be: “By the book.”

                                      Abilities: If you’re looking to host a huge event, plan a trip, or just want a mean cup of tea--Archie’s your guy. However, just because the old dog’s learned some new tricks doesn’t mean he’d forgotten everything else: Archie’s still nimble for his old age, and the years only served to sharpen his senses. Lastly, don’t let the penguin suit fool you; with his general knowledge of Bartitsu, Archie is capable of throwing down in the streets if he must and, even without the gentleman’s finery, Archie is still a considerable force to be reckoned with (his grandfather, being a Krav Maga master, saw to that).

                                      Strengths: Focused, thorough, driven.

                                      Weaknesses: Demanding, and intolerant general untidiness.

                                      Shoe Size: U.S. Men’s 9 1/2.

                                      Other: Archie is a vegan.

                                      MUSIC: Simple Man by Lynyrd Skynyrd


                                      Username: Thornwick
PostPosted: Fri Jun 13, 2014 11:05 pm


Roy T Inane
Pickled Cactus
Seems like I haven't been quoted lately because of my name change! Did a brief catching up. I'd like to be able to submit a profile quickly, but sadly I'll be quite busy this weekend.
Oh, and a quick question... have we gotten the general post length sorted yet? (: I'm nowhere as literate as some of you, haha. My timezone is GMT +12 which doesn't match up with a lot of people, some problems I've experienced in past rp's.


I think the length is 300? Some multiple of that. It's posted in Trance's test thread. I'll double check in a few minutes.



Ah, I should be able to meet 250 on average, that sounds fine. I'll try and post a profile as soon as I can, thanks! Steampunk (and elemental pirates damn) is completely new to me, but this sounds like an rp I don't want to miss.

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PostPosted: Sat Jun 14, 2014 4:41 am


Thornwick
Roy T Inane
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        Hey gurls and gais >< just a quick update c:
        wahmbulance
        The navigation panel in the first post is now functioning so you
        can actually get to the IC thread ( still u|c at the moment ^^" ) but now
        you can go read all the Rules and get the Reserve and Profile skeletons
        and read The Story
        C:

PostPosted: Sat Jun 14, 2014 7:24 am


what happened??? I was just back online and blasted with quotes x.x;;;;

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PostPosted: Sat Jun 14, 2014 8:04 am


GMT +1 is the way to go.
Anyhow, I woke up and got an idea.

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Name: Captain Reim Henry Morrow
Position: Captain on the (C.S.S) Eagle, a cruiser.
Occupation: Heavy armed transport, Pirate hunter
Allegiance: Neutral (Coalition state)
Username: Dokuro Togiretogire


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Roy T Inane
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PostPosted: Sat Jun 14, 2014 8:57 am


Dokuro Togiretogire
GMT +1 is the way to go.
Anyhow, I woke up and got an idea.

character image
Name: Captain Reim Henry Morrow
Position: Captain on the (C.S.S) Eagle, a cruiser.
Occupation: Heavy armed transport, Pirate hunter
Allegiance: Neutral (Coalition state)
Username: Dokuro Togiretogire



Awesome, awesome. You may or may not want to coordinate on someone about staffing the ship that you've created. My only concern is no one being in the same place at the same time.

Roy T Inane

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Roy T Inane

Newbie Noob

PostPosted: Sat Jun 14, 2014 9:17 am


Thornwick

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                                      Archibald Aloysius Twitch
                                      “Archie”
                                      Male | 57 | 5’8”


                                      Specialty: Supervises household staff, specializing in the care and appearance of the home, among other responsibilities.

                                      Occupation: Domestic worker (butler/majordomo)/Former operative of the Special Unit to the Royal Military.

                                      Crew Position: Passenger. (Unless something happens and he ends up a hostage or, somehow, becomes part of the crew).

                                      History:Being the fifth generation of an impressive military lineage, Archie accepted his draft into the Royal Military without question. Growing up with men like his father, and his father before him, and his fa--well, you get the picture--he was practically groomed for it since birth. So, it was no surprise when he was the first out the door at the bugle’s blast, while everyone else cursed and moaned for five more minutes of precious slumber; no surprise when he'd come out on top in all aspects of physical training (thanks to all the mandatory family drills conducted at four in the morning); and, definitely no surprise when he had received honorable mention from his instructors during graduation. He moved on and continued to receive excellent marks while receiving education for his impending career field, until his achievements were recognized by the top military officials. Soon after, he was whisked off to take on a completely different form of training, which led to the thrilling life of a cloak and dagger operative. It was fun while it lasted.

                                      The war crippled the country in more ways than one, and Archie’s unit was disbanded. With his former life left behind in the ruins of the once-thriving empire, Archie traveled across the ocean and placed roots in the Coalition of States, where he built up a new career in door-to-door sales. Time passed, several cans of Dr. Pristine’s Miracle Cleaning Powder were sold, but Archie became restless. He loathed it; somehow, demonstrating the cleaning power of baking soda didn’t impress him as much as it did his female customers. It was impossible to ignore that old feeling resting on his shoulder--like a bug screaming in his ear. He desired order. Desired purpose. But where would he find them?

                                      The answer came to him when he rang the doorbell to a grand Victorian on one of his sales routes. A man, dressed in a crisp, black uniform, answered the door and with a snooty “No, thank you,” promptly shut it upon seeing the product in Archie’s hand. A week later, he chucked the sales pitch along with the remaining cans of miracle powder, enrolled into the Edensburry Butlery Institute, and excelled in domestic service. Balance had been restored.

                                      These days, Archie takes quiet pleasure polishing shoes to a high shine; ironing wrinkles out of the morning papers; and commanding underlings below his station. How it reminds him of the good ol’ days.


                                      Persona: Albeit a soft-spoken man, Archie is quite disciplined. From this stems efficiency, diligence, and a keen eye for perfection (which also contributes to his rigid nature). While all that is well and good for a butler, he can be quite stubborn when faced with drastic changes to his routine. However, in spite of all that, he’s a man that takes pride in his work. He may, often times, appear to be insensitive, but he has a soft spot in him somewhere; he’s just too busy ensuring a job’s done right to bother looking for it. If one were to describe Archie, in as little as three words, they would be: “By the book.”

                                      Abilities: If you’re looking to host a huge event, plan a trip, or just want a mean cup of tea--Archie’s your guy. However, just because the old dog’s learned some new tricks doesn’t mean he’s forgotten everything else: Archie’s still nimble for his old age, and the years have only served to sharpen his senses. Lastly, don’t let the penguin suit fool you; with his general knowledge of Bartitsu, Archie is capable of throwing down in the streets if he must and, even without the gentleman’s finery, Archie is still a considerable force to be reckoned with (his grandfather, being a Krav Maga master, saw to that).

                                      Strengths: Focused, thorough, driven.

                                      Weaknesses: Demanding, and intolerant of general untidiness.

                                      Shoe Size: U.S. Men’s 9 1/2.

                                      Other: Archie is a vegan.

                                      MUSIC: Simple Man by Lynyrd Skynyrd


                                      Username: Thornwick


Everything looked pretty good, just a couple instances of tense confusions or a forgotten word here and there.
PostPosted: Sat Jun 14, 2014 9:22 am


Dokuro Togiretogire
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Name: Captain Reim Henry Morrow
Position: Captain on the (C.S.S) Eagle, a cruiser.
Occupation: Heavy armed transport, Pirate hunter
Allegiance: Neutral (Coalition state)
Username: Dokuro Togiretogire


        If your heart isn't totally set on the Eagle , my character is bar pilot and
        master of discipline onboard the C.S.S. Sanglante Ruth and I don't have a
        captain yet c:

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Thornwick
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PostPosted: Sat Jun 14, 2014 1:30 pm


Roy T Inane
Thornwick

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                                      Archibald Aloysius Twitch
                                      “Archie”
                                      Male | 57 | 5’8”


                                      Specialty: Supervises household staff, specializing in the care and appearance of the home, among other responsibilities.

                                      Occupation: Domestic worker (butler/majordomo)/Former operative of the Special Unit to the Royal Military.

                                      Crew Position: Passenger. (Unless something happens and he ends up a hostage or, somehow, becomes part of the crew).

                                      History:Being the fifth generation of an impressive military lineage, Archie accepted his draft into the Royal Military without question. Growing up with men like his father, and his father before him, and his fa--well, you get the picture--he was practically groomed for it since birth. So, it was no surprise when he was the first out the door at the bugle’s blast, while everyone else cursed and moaned for five more minutes of precious slumber; no surprise when he'd come out on top in all aspects of physical training (thanks to all the mandatory family drills conducted at four in the morning); and, definitely no surprise when he had received honorable mention from his instructors during graduation. He moved on and continued to receive excellent marks while receiving education for his impending career field, until his achievements were recognized by the top military officials. Soon after, he was whisked off to take on a completely different form of training, which led to the thrilling life of a cloak and dagger operative. It was fun while it lasted.

                                      The war crippled the country in more ways than one, and Archie’s unit was disbanded. With his former life left behind in the ruins of the once-thriving empire, Archie traveled across the ocean and placed roots in the Coalition of States, where he built up a new career in door-to-door sales. Time passed, several cans of Dr. Pristine’s Miracle Cleaning Powder were sold, but Archie became restless. He loathed it; somehow, demonstrating the cleaning power of baking soda didn’t impress him as much as it did his female customers. It was impossible to ignore that old feeling resting on his shoulder--like a bug screaming in his ear. He desired order. Desired purpose. But where would he find them?

                                      The answer came to him when he rang the doorbell to a grand Victorian on one of his sales routes. A man, dressed in a crisp, black uniform, answered the door and with a snooty “No, thank you,” promptly shut it upon seeing the product in Archie’s hand. A week later, he chucked the sales pitch along with the remaining cans of miracle powder, enrolled into the Edensburry Butlery Institute, and excelled in domestic service. Balance had been restored.

                                      These days, Archie takes quiet pleasure polishing shoes to a high shine; ironing wrinkles out of the morning papers; and commanding underlings below his station. How it reminds him of the good ol’ days.


                                      Persona: Albeit a soft-spoken man, Archie is quite disciplined. From this stems efficiency, diligence, and a keen eye for perfection (which also contributes to his rigid nature). While all that is well and good for a butler, he can be quite stubborn when faced with drastic changes to his routine. However, in spite of all that, he’s a man that takes pride in his work. He may, often times, appear to be insensitive, but he has a soft spot in him somewhere; he’s just too busy ensuring a job’s done right to bother looking for it. If one were to describe Archie, in as little as three words, they would be: “By the book.”

                                      Abilities: If you’re looking to host a huge event, plan a trip, or just want a mean cup of tea--Archie’s your guy. However, just because the old dog’s learned some new tricks doesn’t mean he’s forgotten everything else: Archie’s still nimble for his old age, and the years have only served to sharpen his senses. Lastly, don’t let the penguin suit fool you; with his general knowledge of Bartitsu, Archie is capable of throwing down in the streets if he must and, even without the gentleman’s finery, Archie is still a considerable force to be reckoned with (his grandfather, being a Krav Maga master, saw to that).

                                      Strengths: Focused, thorough, driven.

                                      Weaknesses: Demanding, and intolerant of general untidiness.

                                      Shoe Size: U.S. Men’s 9 1/2.

                                      Other: Archie is a vegan.

                                      MUSIC: Simple Man by Lynyrd Skynyrd


                                      Username: Thornwick


Everything looked pretty good, just a couple instances of tense confusions or a forgotten word here and there.

o.o A few instances of confusion? I'll do my best to clarify (in the profile) if you wouldn't mind pointing them out. And gah missing words--I hate it when I do that.
PostPosted: Sat Jun 14, 2014 1:45 pm


Btw, my character is a passenger if anyone needs one.

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PostPosted: Sat Jun 14, 2014 2:32 pm


Trance Harper
Dokuro Togiretogire
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Name: Captain Reim Henry Morrow
Position: Captain on the (C.S.S) Eagle, a cruiser.
Occupation: Heavy armed transport, Pirate hunter
Allegiance: Neutral (Coalition state)
Username: Dokuro Togiretogire


        If your heart isn't totally set on the Eagle , my character is bar pilot and
        master of discipline onboard the C.S.S. Sanglante Ruth and I don't have a
        captain yet c:

Aye, that we can do.
PostPosted: Sat Jun 14, 2014 2:36 pm


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Name: Captain Reim Henry Morrow
Position: Captain on the C.S.S. Sanglante Ruth
Occupation: Captain in the navy
Allegiance: Coalition state
Username: Dokuro Togiretogire
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This would be the finalized reservation then. Just to make all clear and now I'll set on doing the big thing.

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PostPosted: Sat Jun 14, 2014 3:04 pm


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                                      Reim Henry Morrow
                                      Captain
                                      Male | 30 | 6'0


                                      Specialty: Born and raised to become a leader. Do what you command of others and know thy men. Lesson that marked both Alexander and Julius Caesar. Beside that he knows ships, their abilities, strengths and weaknesses.

                                      Occupation: As a captain he's under the command of an Admiral, Rear Admiral or Commodore. Besides the fact that he can get specialized orders, he sails the skies to keep pirates at bay. To uphold order and chase the criminals to justice. In case of war he will join up a fleet and fight battles but currently he sails alone with his crew on the borders.

                                      Crew Position: Captain and no one died. Those who you who want to oppose my authority can do so either in my quarters, to my face or to my officers blades.

                                      History: Reim won the lottery of birth. His father and mother both worked for the CAF and his family had several members of high ranks. Thus he was raised on the boats and able to climb before he could walk. Up in the crows nest before he spoke fully. His skill grew as he spent all free time all over various ships. From the smallest to the biggest, from the cook to the captains. As he grew so did his skill, at fifteen he leaped into combat for his first time. Of course almost giving his mother a heart attack in the process but the crew kept him safe. They knew him and he knew them. This day he saw blood up close and on his own sword. It had been easier to kill but harder to look at. There and then he decided that no man should be killed in vain. His friend and marine shook him out of this zone. There was still danger and work to be done.

                                      The years passed on and Reim learned loss as he stood as a Lieutenant and screaming saw his fathers ship sunk into the deep engulfed in flames. It was also that day that he learned that every man have a beast inside. Unless chained it would do damage to all and everything. The enemy vessel was boarded and he was first over the gunwale. There he claimed his vengeance and earned a promotion. The deck was cleared almost single handed. This was a fresh crew but as the smoke cleared Reim breathed heavily as the captain lay before, without his head. The passing year the past morals of the young man was placed in a chest and he worked to take down as many men as he possible could. It was when placed under his mothers command and crew that he found himself able to grief but then three years of butchery marked him.

                                      Without his mothers aid he would not have been able to deal with what he had done. Close with his friends of old days Reim was able to put the past behind him. Then as the airships begun to fly, Reim was able to stand as second in command on one with a new stripe on his shoulders. The airship was something new and amazing. Born on the sea, it was surprisingly easy to adapt to the sky. They completely changed the war as they could simply drop a burning barrel onto a ship to sink it. After only a year he found himself on command of his own ship and since C.S.S Atlas was stolen, it was clear his position was part of a desperate move to counter the new pirates. It was brand new and the smell was that of a true maiden. Maybe not what Rear Admiral Morrow would say but her son was more a sailor then nobleman. That feeling of climbing to the crows nest, well on top of the ship, he would never forget. His crew was set up by old faces that he knew and a lot of greenhorns.

                                      Back to the present days. C.S.S. Sanglante Ruth is sailing the skies in search of pirates and have been for the last two years on constant search. For each man on his ship Reim knew the name and could name a couple of stories upon all. His crew knew his songs and obvious where to find him depending on his mood. For time he has not grown in rank but that comes down to the fact that some parts of various orders may be ignored. A unarmed is not gun downed to keep him quiet but unable to find him but found a couple of pirates instead.

                                      Persona: Reim is not one to jump the gun. Information and planning are his mottoes. Sure, he's bound to anger and pride which may cloud his judgment from times but mostly he set up a plan make sure to know more about his enemy then himself. Thus he's like to question prisoners and accusers thoroughly before making an opinion. When making a judgment his own justice and morals affect him a lot. A man who planted seeds to help the many on forbidden ground may be forgiven but one who did it for himself may be punished for the same crime.

                                      Abilities: His ability is rather unknown except for those close to him. Speed slows down to the point that an tenth of a second becomes five seconds only for Reim. This makes him able to study and notice things in the heat of battle during a calm and almost quiet moment. After holding this longer then five seconds the effects are shown. Nose bleeds at ten seconds. Blood vessel in lungs break at 15. Longer then that has he never needed to hold. Yet it's unlikely that he can use this more then 25 seconds per day and survive it. To "reset" the timer around 6-8 hour sleep is needed.

                                      By playing music and singing calmly he can press his ship to go above safety levels. The more the crew believes and sings with the higher the level. It's limited but can be in the right time be that thing that tilts the odd in his favor.

                                      Strengths: Harmonica, fencing, hold his alcohol and keep calm.

                                      Weaknesses: He's not to good at reading people or their intentions nor is he much of a marksman and his smoking can be seen as a fire hazard on it's own.

                                      Shoe Size: US 9 Male
                                      Other: Smokes cigarillos daily and if challenged will drink you down.

                                      Music: Resist and Bite - Sabaton

                                      Username: Dokuro Togiretogire


Now only placed here so I don't misplace it
PostPosted: Sat Jun 14, 2014 3:14 pm



        Abigail's profile u|c . .
        In case anyone is interested . .
        Obviously still working on it . .

        Spoiler alert , her father gets killed by pirates . So there's that .


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                                      Abigail Charles Merrill
                                      “Charley”
                                      Female | 23 | 5' 10"


                                      Specialty: Abigail was raised like a lady but insisted on a meaningful life rather than a simple marriage. She studied to be a barrister in effort to be a judge like her father, but she is particularly apt with maps, star charts, navigation, and deductive reasoning. And being a little bit of a b*tch.

                                      Occupation: Wants to be a judge, like her father the late barrister Dr. C. Washington Merrill (if women were easily accepted in such roles). Primarily a maritime detection officer and occasional bounty hunter.

                                      Crew Position: Bar pilot and master of discipline on the corvette C.S.S. Sanglante Ruth

                                      History: Abigail's father was a widower upon her birth, and for a long time questioned the legitimacy of his new daughter. His clear and most gossiped about reason for this doubt was that while his late wife had been fair-skinned, he was a much darker man - one might dare say a negro. Little Abigail was as pale as her mother without even a freckle to belie a mulatto heritage. It wasn't until Abigail was nearly 4 months old and he found himself inescapably in her company. Whether it was a charming smile, an endearing coo, or something else altogether, he decided that it didn't matter if she was his blood or not; she was, and would from then on be, his daughter.
                                      xxxxx However, despite his best efforts to play both parenting roles, Abigail quickly began to reject limitations due to her sex, saying almost as soon as she could articulate that she could do any damn thing just as well as her papa. After all, the Judge had taught her everything she knew. (250 word min)

                                      Persona: Your personality. Get creative. "Piratey" is not a real adjective.

                                      Abilities: Come up with a really cool idea for an ability that will apply directly to you, and also an ability of some sort that somehow ties into your vessel and its relationship to you. If you're going to be on the same ship as someone else (don't everyone be on different ships), this is going to take some collaboration.

                                      Strengths: Things that you're good at in a non-magical sense.

                                      Weaknesses: Things that you could stand to work on. Everyone has them. EVERYONE.

                                      Shoe Size: US 8 ½

                                      Other: Anything you feel that got left out.

                                      Music: "Killer Queen" - Farrokh Bulsara, or "Barbossa is Hungry" - Hans Zimmer

                                      Username: Trance Harper

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PostPosted: Sat Jun 14, 2014 3:40 pm


Thornwick


I think you may be right about the getting tossed by the fam thing. You've given me a great idea! How about they are sending her to a distant elderly Aunt in an isolated part of the country to act as a companion for her, but on the way, she slips out (like at a stop in the city for the driver to change horses) decides to try to make a living for herself in that city.

As for the name, I do like Georgia. How about Georgia Eudora Whiteman? Previously Georgia Garton, but changed so she won't be found by her parents. Her old crew used to call her George.
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Thanks! That larger image is great cat_3nodding
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