Unfamiliar with PbP Recruitment, if I should shut up, tell me I am loving the race diversity of possible players so far. We are going to be the most tolerant group of people when in comes to race. @Travis:
@Ollurim
Exotic blood seems to be a good running theme with many of the characters, one I am more than happy to get behind. Unifying in a way.
@Lothor
@Alesha
@Selvie
Just spitballing possible relations, I love making and adding backstory. Also a bump of sorts for everyone to see. I want this campaign to be beautiful. Followed on RSS so I can update relations promptly.
The boat rocks gently, moonlight shines on the large ship, outlining it a pale blue. Most of the crew sleeps in the decks below, but the midnight crew tends the sails. “The blood in these veins, though.” Simeon starts, looking at his hands. “They are conflictin’. Tearing at each other, ya know?” The sailor takes a swig, nodding, but not paying any real attention. Simeon raises a hand, reaching it outright to the stars. “Like, have you felt something in you before, like an expression screaming to get out? My blood, man, it screams to me.” He raises his other arm, his hands cup over the distant moon. He brings his hands back to his stomach. “Screaming. It just, like, needs to leave this body. Ya know?” Again the sailor nods. Simeon takes a drink of his own, beating his foot down. He continues this beat in tempo. “Alright, bear with me, I’mma try something new out. Stomp for me. The sailor obliges, matching Simeon’s pace. A couple of men tending the sails watch. “Right, right. Work in progress, no judges.” He breathes deeply, his head swirling figure-eights to the stomps. “So I’mma, Slam Sorcera’, an enforcerah,
“Castin’ spells and blastin’ hell,
“Boat keeps rockin’, my turn ta rock back,
“Yaaaa~!
A couple of claps from the ship, the midnight cruise seems entertained. The assistant captain gives a yell, a silence to the noisemakers. Simeon quites down, but a quake fills his voice’s absence. The ship roars, screaming at the sea as is tears opens. It ruptures, cracking at its bow, splitting into pieces. The vessel splinters, Simeon holding on the side of his ship for his life. Take a look at Simeon's character for more info. Still doing some more info on him. Vishkanyan sorcerer who wishes to become human by any means necessary. Half human, with a Vishkanyan father, mother dies from Simeon's birth. Dies his skin blue to hide his scales, tries to be the center of attention. Send me a PM if you want to collab. It is a long trip and Simeon talks a lot, surely there is some interaction we had. Worst case scenario, I don't make the game, you get character development, and my dead, shipwrecked body might fuel your character. |