Well, here she is. Didn't take me as long as I thought, I kind of got on a roll in my opinion. Let me know if there's anything I need to change, add, or edit, or whatever. I based her on Milo Thatch of course and gave her a similar personality so she can fit the same role in the crew as Milo did in the movies. Obviously a cartographer who's just in it for the money means there's literally no conflict in the movie since that's the prevailing attitude of most of the crew, I imagine, lol. So yeah let me know what you think!

Brooke Everett- the Linguist [+]

Name: Brooke Everett
Age: 29
Gender: Female
Role: Crew Member

Specialty: Linguist/Cartographer

Personality: Brooke is a bubbly woman with a passion for exploration and knowledge for the betterment of all. Good-hearted, kind, Brooke enjoys making friends and spreading her own ideas and taking in the ideas of others. It's a shame she's exceptionally awkward and uncharismatic. One would not have to take themselves too seriously in order to become friends with the woman who stammers and gesticulates wildly when trying to express an idea she is particularly invested in. Self-awareness isn't one of her strengths, but she has just enough of it to be embarassed after the fact. Brooke tries to be humble but what pride she does have is easily bruised. She's also a terrible liar and accidentally wears her heart on her sleeves, even though she often tries to put up a facade of being cool and 'scientist-y'. Brooke is insatiably curious and frankly put: gullible. It was this gullibility that allowed her to trust in herself that her grandfather, and Atlantis, was real, and worth pursuing. She has a borderline obsessive nature with the lost empire, and though she has accomplished some tasks in her academic career, the only thing she has ever truly wanted was to find that vanished bastion of civilization that vanished into the sea untold millenia ago. Since she severely lacks people to talk too about the things she cares about, Brooke has developed a habit of thinking aloud, or talking to herself.

This all being said, Ms. Everett is an exceptionally skilled linguist and cartographer. Her lack of tact is not to be confused with a lack of intelligence. It is her life's passion and work.

Brooke has a distaste for violence, and is particularly aware of the flaws of the society she lives in. If anything good has come out of her struggles, it's her deeply burning empathy with the experiences of others. Brooke also is addicted too really likes Cola, reading, playing board games. Of course, maps and languages are pretty great, too.

Brooke is fluent in English, Atlantean, Spanish, and Chinese. She's also basically skilled in Russian, Japanese, Italian, French, and Louisiana Creole thanks to her childhood friend, Penny.

Appearance: Brooke is black woman with a slender, almost-athletic build. Her short, curly black hair is kept up and semi-side swept, though it becomes unkempt quite frequently. She has big, glittering brown eyes, a broad flat nose and full, plump lips that smile easy, revealing her chipped right front tooth. Resting on the bridge of her nose is almost always a pair of thin-rimmed circular glasses that tuck neatly over her small ears.

Her glasses serve two purposes- to help with her short sightedness, and to subdue the effects of her amblyopia, sometimes referred too as lazy eye. When not wearing her glasses, her right eye tends to drift inwards towards her nose rather then agreeing with wherever her left eye is looking. She can still see out of it when it's like it, but it's vision is blurrier and it's much easier to just focus on what her left eye is seeing rather then straining herself to look out of her lazy one. Especially when it's mostly just her nose and whatever the left eye is seeing, but worse.

Her clothes are brightly colored, casually formal and practical. White undershirts underneath red vests or blazers, and tucked into pants or skirts depending on her mood or situation. The scholar slips into heels, pumps, and boots easily.

Brooke, all dressed up and without her glasses [+]

art stolen from kiikiibee.tumblr.com. check them out for cool drawings

Other: Brooke's American accent is almost North-Eastern but a little too sugary southern sweet. Brooke is also decent at plumbing, so if this whole cartography thing doesn't work out she'll fall back on that and just be a little bit unsatisfied and bored for the rest of her life, but that's not too bad.

History: Brooke was raised by her grandfather, Raymond Everett, after her parents Raymond Jr. and Patricia Everett passed away shortly when she was a toddler. She didn't know them much personally, but she learned much of them and the type of people they were. Good, hard-working, rebellious and stubborn. The ideal American, the kind so very often disparaged by most of the real Americans. Through stories her grandfather told of her father and his daughter-in-law they seemed to be respectable, loving people. Even though they weren't around to teach her the more indepth lessons of being a person in this world, she looks up to them anyway.

But Raymond was the man who she took after the most, a self-made man born in the Northern United States before the Civil War. The deck was stacked against him, as it were, but he got lucky, and made it work. He taught her often of linguistics and map-making. He didn't push her into it, he didn't even particularly want her to follow in his footsteps, but his passion and love for the subject was contagious. It was his identity, and his smile brightened the room whenever little Brooke dared to ask about the subject unprompted.

Brooke made friends with a little girl named Penny, two years her junior, who moved up North with her family a while ago. They became fast friends, even though they came from different backgrounds, especially when it came to class.

But soon Penny's nomadic family moved again, to somewhere else. Raymond Everett became obsessed with Atlantis, a lost forgotten Empire. He drudged up evidence and books and found the beginnings of the Atlantean language. He needed Shepherd's Journal, but he could never quite track it down. She saw him less and less towards the final years of his life, and though he was a great man, he never could just let it go.

Years have passed since then, and Brooke found herself taking up her grandfather's torch in the field of Academia. Most of whatever money he had intended to pass down to her was gone, or has been spent in the time since his passing. Originally, she planned to not fall down the same trap he did and become ensared by visions of Atlantis. Instead she wanted to study other aspects of those fields and become renowned for her own discoveries. For a while, this was true, but...it was hard not to think about.

So, working as a plumber in the boiler room of a University, she has slowly but surely built a little bit of a name for herself, if not publicly. Since she's technically not really a scholar, her work tends to be co-opted without credit by other members of academia. It has gotten under her skin recently, but she'd distracted herself more and more with focusing on the Lost Empire of Atlantis and cracking the code of the Atlantean language. Within the last year she has finally gotten fluent with it, has learned it's syntax and grammar, and can read and write it. Even her grandfather was a novice at the language, but she had his work as a headstart. Now, she's diving headlong into finally making a name for herself with a discovery that can't possibly be covered up or be taken credit for by somebody else- the discovery of the lost city itself. All she needs, is Shepherd's Journal and-

Oh, boy. Here we go again. This time, though, she'll be careful. Fortunately, it's not like there's anyone relying on her, so no one will miss her if she goes crazy. Plus...she's actually onto something here!

Name: Louis Carkaroff "Doc Lou"
Age: 23
Gender: Male
Role: Doctor

Specialty:
Anatomy, Surgeon, Wounds

Personality:
Doc Lou comes across as the silent type at first, he's often found with his nose in a book, however, once you get to know him, he can open up. When duty calls, he's always ready and despite his stand offish behavior, he will do anything to help someone in need. He enjoys watching others, choosing to observe more than participate. Occasionally, he finds himself longing for companionship, and he will sometimes find one or two people that he really hits it off with - and he'll usually be found amongst them more often than anyone else.

Appearance:


Other:
Doc Lou spent a good portion of his life struggling between dedicating his time to helping people or animals - he settled on becoming a surgeon to help people, but he still keeps his loyal dog - Molly - an intelligent Golden Retriever, who follows Lou almost everywhere.

History:
Doc Lou was born to an extremely well off family and was afforded many luxuries that other's simply couldn't afford. His childhood saw him grow extremely shallow and short sighted, completely unaware of the struggles of others. He was given private tutors and the best education money could buy, and discovered that he had a great love of books and knowledge. He was fifteen when his books could no longer curve his curiosity and he longed to explore the world. His father encouraged this behavior, saying that it would help him grow as a man, while his mother insisted that he stay home. Ultimately, he decided that it was more important to see what the world held, and it was this that changed his outlook on life. He traveled abroad, meeting a young woman by the name of Lydia Hatch - a very strange, but vibrant woman who grew up in what Lou would have considered the worst possible life - No family, and hopping from town to town since she was twelve. At first, this idea sounded foreign and he rejected the idea, but soon realized that Lydia had more life experience in just those two, short years, than he could ever hope while living the way he did.

Lydia was like nothing he had ever met in a woman, and this enticed him. There was a point, in which, he was ready to return home, while she continued her travels. During this time with her, she pointed out all of the good that the two of them could do for those less fortunate than themselves. She taught him the power of empathy, and shared her love of animals. Lou asked her to join him, to come home with him where the two could continue doing good together, but Lydia refused, not willing to be tied down in any way and the two finally parted ways. Lou was ready to return home, his view on the world different than it ever had been and continued his schooling eagerly. Over the years, he wrote to Lydia, telling her about all of his accomplishments and owing his willingness to help others to her. Eventually he continued his studies into medical and got a job in a mining town in Arizona. There he saw injuries like he never had before and eventually got called to another, more prestigious hospital on the other coastline, in New York. He continued to write to Lydia through all this, before at last her responses stopped coming - the last letter he sent was returned to him with a stamp saying "return to sender".

Eventually, he decided to look for Lydia, spending a large amount of his savings, moving from city to city, looking for any sign of her - before at last, he discovered the terrible truth - her death. Finding it difficult to return to the same life as before, he bargained passage on a ship, offering his services in exchange. He continued this way of life until getting a telegram from his father with the news that his mother had passed, he returned to say his final goodbye, and decided to take this opportunity to work in a stable hospital again. Intuition often lead him through some of the most complicated situations, and his success rate was higher than most, but even he couldn't save everybody, and at some point, the death toll grew to be too much. The last patient he lost was an older man who insisted on having his young Golden Retriever pup with him before he passed. Doc Lou had bypassed the hospital protocol and allowed the pup, who the old man called Molly. There was nothing he could do to help the poor man, but he seemed to know that it was his time and he asked Doc to take the pup and keep her as his own. It was his dying wish, and so, he took Molly and has kept her ever since. Once more, he left the hospital and hadn't been looking for employment again before being called upon for a very special mission - he probably wouldn't have agreed, had the man who asked not been the exact man who he had taken passage with before - with the same crew.