*runs in* Wow, it seems that we have a lot of players! Yay! This is my first time participating in an RPG, so I'm not 100% sure how things will run, but I'm sure I'll catch on quickly. I developed my characters specifically for this RPG, so their bios will be slightly related to this plot.

<center>Rachelle Beaumont</center>

Image:
http://i41.tinypic.com/5oyz5y.jpg

Age: 19

Gender: female

Birth date: April 18th

Description: Rachelle is a dark hair, green-eyed French beauty who has grown up in the highlight of society. She is outgoing and carefree, never wanting for anything. Because of her wealth, she tends to be rebellious and headstrong. She has a twin sister who is identical to her in every way except for her personality and eye color.

Background: Rachelle's parents lived in Paris, and Rachelle gained an impressive education while growing up. Her governess tantalized her with stories of the Caribbean and high adventure when she was a child, and Rachelle longed to experience those things for herself. On her sixteenth birthday, her parents finally gave in to her nagging and took a vacation to the Caribbean. On their travel by boat to the islands, the pirate ship “The Black Pearl” attacked their ship, and Rachelle caught a glimpse of the pirate captain, Captain Jack Sparrow, just moments before she was taken below deck. She became obsessed with finding out more about the carefree lifestyle the pirates led. Once she arrived in the Caribbean, her hopes were dashed when she realized that the islands weren’t nearly as romantic as she thought they would be.
Her sister, Annette, noticed the obsession in Rachelle to break free from their parents and tried to persuade her otherwise. Rachelle did not want to listen and snuck away one night. At a rowdy tavern in Tortuga, she started a relationship with a British soldier named Michael Williams, but this did not last for long and Rachelle was left heart broken. She returned two weeks later to her parents, who were frantically searching for her. She became a shadow of her former self when she returned home to Paris. When she turned 18, she decided that the only thing she could do was to return to the Caribbean to try to find Michael, for she still believed that he loved her.

<center>Annette Beaumont</center>

Image:
http://i40.tinypic.com/2mepiy1.jpg

Age: 19

Gender: female

Birth date: April 18th

Description: Annette has dark hair and brown eyes, and although she is lovely, she lives in her sister Rachelle’s shadow. She is quiet and sensible, and her one goal in life is to become a wife and mother. She loves to read and is very intelligent. She is almost the polar opposite of Rachelle.

Background: Annette lived in Paris with her parents and sister, and much of her childhood was spent learning the culture and proper ways of a soon-to-be woman. On her sixteenth birthday, she went to the Caribbean against her wishes, for her favorite place in the world was home and she had no love for travel. She watched disapprovingly as her sister fell in love with the culture of the Caribbean, while her only wish was to return home. She was relieved when her sister returned to them and they leave. On their eighteenth birthday, Rachelle told her of her plans to return to the Caribbean, and Annette tearfully begged her to stay. Rachelle was adamant and could not be persuaded. After fretfully waiting for news of her sister’s well being, Annette decided to face her fears and go search for her twin.

<center>Eric Davies</center>

Image:
http://www.camgigandet.info/photos/disp ... fullsize=1

Age: 23

Gender: male

Birth date: October 27

Description: Eric is a blue eyed, blond hair British man who is very cool and calculating. He is sly and can never be trusted, not even by his closest acquaintances. He is incredibly handsome and many girls are drawn to him, but he ignores them for the most part.

Background: Eric lived for most of his childhood in London with his parents, but after their death when he was eleven, he moved in with his aunt and uncle. They treated him very poorly and beat him often. He ran way from them and lived on the streets for three years, developing a distrust for people and stealing very frequently. He grew adept at thievery and joined a gang of street teenagers, becoming their ringleader. The group grew until over half of the members were arrested and Eric, trying to escape capture, jumped aboard a nearby ship. He hid himself in the cargo hold, and before he knew it, the ship had set sail. After three weeks of miserable voyage, the ship finally docked in Tortuga. There he quickly found a home with Morton Kolman, Benjamin Grey and their smugglers ring.

^I'm already completely in love with Eric! I love Cam Gigandet.

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i'm back for a little! i'll see how this visit goes.

I can't wait!

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Thanks Ara
Here's my bio. Although it was written at like 3 in the morning so it's not the best but I hope it works

<center>[font=violation]Kaya Martin
[/font]Gender: Female
Age: 23

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Description: Kaya is short/petite with wavy brown hair and blue eyes. At first glance she is a quiet girl with an almost mysterious air about her, that people tend to ignore/not notice. She is very distrustful, but those few who manage to gain her trust over time, she’ll stick with to the end. When she has a goal to aim for, something she wants or needs, she’ll go for it with everything she’s got, acting rashly and carelessly, never planning, just relying on gut instinct which gets her into trouble more than it gets her out of it.

History/ Background: Kaya was brought up in the Caribbean as an only child by her mother. She loved sneaking on to explore the ships that came in, and had been caught many times hiding and listening to the stories the sailors - whether they were pirates, members of the Navy or just normal sailors - were telling. Through her sneaking about and listening in to many conversations she learnt her way about a ship, and against her mothers will, joined a crew when she was 21 after hearing that although she was told that her father was killed in a battle when she was just a baby, it was possible that it may not be true. She didn’t do much on the ship, tending to keep to her self and help out with small things and after a year she left when they had made port in Tortuga. She spent the last 6 months searching in vain for her father until she decided to give up and find something new to do. [Which I think would be joining with the group if I've read the plot right. ]</center>

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Just for the record... I may or may not be able to get on until sunday evening. I leave for TX at 1 on Wednesday and my not have internet access.

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Married Artemis Fowl on July 16, 2007
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The Seemingly Nice But Actually Really Nasty Nazgul
School ate my life. *sigh*

*bumpeth*

So, when are we planning on starting?

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Just became a college freshman; be on sparingly

"Why'd I have to listen to you!" Gabriel grumbled into Aurora's ear as he kept in step with the band of pirates who were hellbent on fleeing Port Royal. He had known this was a bad idea from the very beginning, but he had listened to Aurora and thus all of the other pirates and now he was a fugitive. This was the last thing he had foreseen in his future and he was going to blame Aurora and her friends until he was safe.

"Quite yer whining and load yer pistol" A-Rose replied as she fixed her tri-corner hat on the top of her head. It wasn't long before shots rang in the town square and she looked to see that Vari had started the little battle.

She smirked at the brunette before grabbing the pistol from her waist and quickly loading it up. Without looking she positioned the gun to face behind her over her shoulder and shot.

"Did I hit anything?" She grinned to Gabe who simple groaned.

"Well yea, you hit a redcoats leg..." He retorted as his hand unsteadily held his own gun.

"Second times a charm..."

"Isn't it the third time?" Gabriel countered and received a nudge on his shoulder from Aurora's hand.

"Just shut up and keep moving..."

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The waves that C R A S H E D upon
The R O C K S that you were trying to step along

And in my head I heard them play a S O N G

Belial grunted sourly as he heard shots ring out from town. Being a bit slow and clumsy himself, and not prone to shooting the right things, Belial was stuck on the docks. It was his job to set out more of the group, or make sure the ship was ready for departure if they had need of a hasty one. From what he could hear, both may be the case. He trudged along the rickety planks, getting his foot tangled in a pile of rope as he went.

"Hey there! Got a heads up, I'm a-thinking. Sounds like trouble." He jerked a dirty thumb behind him. Job done, Belial sat glumly on the deck and waited to see if anyone would go help, or get the ship hauled up for leaving.

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going on a journey through my old claims

Rachelle gasped inwardly as she saw the redcoat crumble to the ground, but didn't let her distaste sound aloud for fear her fellow pirates would see her weakness. As they fled, she hissed at Morton, "I didn't actually think that I'd have to see that! You told me all I had to do was smuggle the weapons, and that was it. I didn't want to get involved with something like this!"

Eric, who had overheard her comment, smirked and punched her on the shoulder. "Shelly girl, when you signed up for this, you got the whole package. Nothing more, nothing less."

Rachelle scowled at him. "Don't call me Shelly girl!" She forgot his overly familiar nickname as she heard the shouts of the British who were right on their tails.

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Illuminate the way to my heart,
It's twisting on a thread
+ COME RAISE THE DEAD +

Christine had been left on the ship. It sounded harsh to those outside her crew, but the woman was quite useless in battle and terribly clumsy when running - an obvious liability when stealing something and fighting off the guards. She had actually volunteered to stay on the ship and keep any unwanted visitors away.

The redhead was a fairly good shot, and an excellent sailor - she'd been taught by the best...well observed the best,- it amounted to the same thing anyway. So, after a two hours of waiting Christine was elated to hear the loud voices of navy men yelling at the rest of her group.

She ran up to the main deck and all the way to the edge of the quarter deck to wave frantically at the group.

"Come on!" She yelled out over the fray. "We're all ready to go."

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Heavens no. Hell Yeah.


Set 1: Nurr | Set 2: Me

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Illuminate the way to my heart,
It's twisting on a thread
+ COME RAISE THE DEAD +

Ok... so I've been gone... and I forgot to post my bio *facepalm*

Name: Captain Mary Ann Eliza Sparrow Gwendolin Nighthawk (her uncle calls her Gwennie and her friends call her Nighthawk or Night)

Age: 16-20 no one except Mary knows

Appearace: Looks like Jack, except female and less ragged. Wears black and red a lot of the time. Hates dreadlocks with a passion, so keeps her hair brushed and clean.

Weapon of choice: sword, though she does use a pistol on occasion

Personality: Quick to anger, slow to forgive. Loves her uncle dearly, loyal to the pirate's cause and to her friends.

One last thing... When should Lizzie come in? And how should she be involved?

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Night hissed under her breath as she tripped onto the dock, the ship had better hurry... Crouching behind a convenient barrel, she loaded her pisol, cursing the confounded piece of eqipment when it wouldn't load fast enough. Taking careful aim (in the general direction of the redcoats) she fired... and hit one poor man in the foot. She giggled slightly as he jumped up and down, knocking over two of his companions.

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Married Artemis Fowl on July 16, 2007
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The Seemingly Nice But Actually Really Nasty Nazgul
School ate my life. *sigh*