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3 yrs ago
Current It does not xD
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3 yrs ago
Does line break work in statuses? \n Guess we're gonna find out
3 yrs ago
Me: *prefers to RP as male*
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6 yrs ago
Just started the new year off by sobbing for 10 straight minutes on the sidewalk. #GetOnMyLevel
6 yrs ago
I met a faun in Vegas (as evidenced by my profile picture). You should go to Vegas. 10/10 would vacation again.

Bio

Real name is Nyx, 27 y/o pansexual, medically retired Coastie. Born and raised in Florida with a Boston accent and southern twang.



~My Social Media Accts~
Crafting Insta NyxKnax | Drag King Insta Nyx. i. am | Drag Facebook Nyxiam Themperor | Twitch PastelScoops

~My Fam~
I'm still in Arkansas but hopefully not for too much longer. My bf and I want to move to another state, but it's hard with the current pandemic and state of the world in general. I have 2 super f*cking annoying cats, but I love the shit out of them. I also have a niece that's now 10, last time I updated this bio she was 6. How the time flies.

~My Interests~
I'm a 3D artist, I used to make miniatures out of polymer clay, but now I mostly dabble in resin stuff. Check me out on Insta @NyxKnax. If I could choose one way to dress and live for the rest of my life, it wold be in Steampunk fashion. I used to BMX for 9 years, did Tae-Kwon-Do for 5, and Yon Chu'an for 2. I only have 15 8 piercings (my microdermals fell out and healed..), and so far only 35 tattoos. I plan on getting a lot more.
~My 1x1 Thread~
https://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/162740-my-list-of-1x1/ooc#post-4273894
~My Quotes~
Various things I've said in RPs and OOC's that I find amusing.. ^^"
"You know what Owen? How about you take that self-righteous attitude of yours, and stick right up your arse, next to your fucking head." -Roy Edgar Nott
"There be no rich or poor, there just be survivors an' shark bait." -Joel the Pirate
"So little fucks were given when you killed Willow that I feel like I now owe you fucks." Me when V KILLED OFF MY RAVENCLAW BITCH.
"Hey now, I prefer to call it a paroxysm of vindictive and fiery rage.. Translation: Temper Tantrum." Me in an OOC.
"The body is Eira but the mind is not. The mind is me." -Eira's mind.
~My Obsession~

~My Poetry~
All of these I wrote 7 or so years ago.. I remember liking them, but I didn't bother to re-read them. Deal with it.




~My Musics~


Most Recent Posts

Llama love bump!


Neurotic cook. Reckless knife fighter. Paranoid merchant.


Nyx perks up at the mention of a crew and the possibility of adventure; that is, until she sees who made the offer. She smiles in faux politeness at the lady who had come up. "Excuse me, but I have to ask you to take your business elsewhere. As it is, you have rendered four of my customers unconscious and, in a desperate bid to keep the conscious ones tempered," she gestures to the men at the table. "I've had to give them dishes that would otherwise have gone to waste due to your actions. The only thing I hate more than giving away food, is wasting it. Now if you'll excuse me, these patient gentlemen have requested drinks, and seeing as how the rest of the staff are cowering in fear, I must play bartender as well." Nyx turns back to the duo, pulling out a small box of cigars and setting it down. "What would you like to drink, Mr. Marxo, Mr. Nabil?"

Neurotic cook. Reckless knife fighter. Paranoid merchant.

"Order up!" a young girl calls out, sliding the most recent dish across the half-wall separating the kitchen from the bar. An simple, yet exquisite dish, citrus salmon with a hint of mint. The portions were large enough for the average, working man, and worth every beri.

"Hey Nyxie, how long ya here for this time?" one of the waitresses inquires as she leans on the half-wall, chewing a piece of gum quite noisily.

"Hmm?" Nyx turns her good ear towards her co-worker, tearing her gaze from the skillet. "Didn't quite catch that, May baby."

"I says, when are ya leavin' us? You been in port almos' a week, usually ya not here that damn long."

"Well, we had a casualty to the ship on our way in, hit a rock or some such. Big ole hole, should be patched in a month or so." the young chef grabs a plate, neatly scooping the sauteed meat onto it and arranging a few slices of lime around the pork as garnish.

"You poor dear, I know how much you hate being stuck with us landlubbers and all.." the girl takes the dish, hips swaying as she walks away to deliver it. She soon comes back, shaking her head, still holding the food. "Nyxie, some young, neurotic brats are tearing up the place again. Not even drunk by the smells of 'em. You know you're the only one of us that can really defend herself.. Help us out, yeah?"

Nyx pauses in her prepping, smiling to herself. "It's been much too long since I've smelled blood.." then, to her friend, "I'll be out in just a moment, dear. Can you try to limit the damage in the meantime?" Nyx sets her prep work aside, wiping her hands on a nearby dishrag and turning off the stove. She makes her way to the bar, weaving around tables to see the cause of the commotion. She spots one of their newest workers rooted to the spot, with two dishes in her hands. Nyx gently plucks the pork and salmon orders yet to be delivered from her hands, approaching two men that seemed to be getting riled up by another duo across the room. "Excuse me, gentlemen.. Did you order the ginger pork tenderloin, with a side of salad? And triple citrus glazed salmon with fries?"
I love this idea, but I only know a fraction of the series listed... :s do we have to participate in every dimension?
So calm.
Much interest.
Wow.
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Looks like you are missing just a few little things from the CS but nothing substantial. To clarify you do not have a Devil Fruit yes?

If I understand it correctly the character gets my



That would be correct. My character is just a deaf cook that knows knife fighting. :P
Using notepad because my browser is a big pooper...

@Rin -.-' Sorry, didn't realize I posted in the character tab. thank you, phone, for disappointing me once more.. -throws-
Name: Nyx

Height/Weight: 5'6"/140lbs

Age: 23


Personality: Being an only child, Nyx had to keep herself entertained when her parents weren't around. That caused her to become adventurous and have a thirst for knowledge. She can be over dramatic at times, border lining neurotic, but for the most part she is upbeat. Her main flaw is her impulsive, reckless decision-making-skills, caused by her impatience. Despite her being a risk-taker, Nyx has a constant paranoia due to her partial-deafness, and is constantly looking over her shoulder.

Quirks: Nyx has and annoying habit of clicking her tongue when she's waiting for something, along with an overall fidgety nature.

Home Island/Sea: East Blue

History: Nyx isn't sure where she hails from, all she knows is she was found in a lifeboat with three others aboard the same ship when it went down. Her adoptive father and his crew came across the survivors while trawling, and the only one conscious told him that they were attacked while crossing the East Blue. By what, or whom, is unclear, as all three men were pronounced dead by the time they reached land. Nyx was diagnosed with Scarlett Fever shortly after being taken in by her new family, but she pulled through, although suffering permanent damage to her hearing. She grew up on a small island, out of the way from pretty much anything, so life was pretty dull. She worked with her adoptive mother as a cook, and sometimes with her fisherman of a dad, until she was 17 and a position opened up on a merchant ship for a chef. Her parents supported her decision to leave, knowing that adventure was something Nyx had always fantasized about. She keeps a picture of them in her pocket watch, and vows to return once she's seen every corner of the four seas.

Fighting style: Nyx is proficient in Dambe, as her father and his crew taught Nyx how to fend for herself. With weapons, she prefers small blades a foot or shorter in length. She uses her culinary knowledge to concoct poisons, and is also a bit of a pyrotechnic.

Ship Positions: Chef

Bounty: 0
I just got orders today so I'll be wicked busy packing my apartment and finding either a storage unit or an apartment (depending if they have barracks or not) and getting used to a whole new job in a strange place. Needless to say, I'm dropping out. If I get unbusy, and if you'll have me, I'll find a way to squeeze in. Say her.. Hamster died.. or something... Idk. XD
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