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The whole 'seventh son of a seventh son' thing was fun in theory, but it is a lot of work to keep up with the fictional background of six other characters. I have a file on my computer that is literally seven pages of useless information about the whole Hightower family.
Name: Edward “Howler” Thatch
Age: 26
Gender: M
Ethnicity: (American, Spanish, French etc) American
Appearance: (Pic or detailed description.) Tall, very muscular. Dark brown hair, curly and down to his shoulders, tangled and matted, with a few naturally formed dreadlocks here and there. A long beard braided in some places, left alone in some. Dark green eyes, with pale, scar covered skin. Wears a worn leather duster over top of a dark red long sleeved shirt that buttons up with a stained white undershirt, and black pants with several ammo pockets. Wears a pair of high, black combat boots. Carries around an assortment of machine pistols that he keeps in holsters around his waist, and a bandolier with shotgun shells across his chest, under the duster. Has a short barreled shotgun on a sling around his chest and carries an automatic, drum fed rifle as his main weapon.
Skills: (Mundane leveled skills don’t need to be listed) Skilled at the use of standard and tesla-based firearms, excellent at hand to hand combat, deadly with swords and knives, trained very well to hide in shadows and move silently, expert navigator, skilled at piloting a Zeppelin and air scouter.
Traits and Quirks: (Bad And Good of each) Very patient, and waits until what he thinks is the opportune moment to strike. Keeps a cool head during combat, but sometimes gets carried away during battle and has to be reminded to keep his blood lust in check. Is very intelligent when it comes to piratical undertakings, but has no formal education to speak of. He is able to read well enough to know what loot is valuable enough to take. Is a functioning alcoholic.
History: Howler's father was the captain of Stoneheart, a pirate zeppelin that mostly operates in the Northern Atlantic, but is sometimes known to stray down into American air space to go after something valuable enough. Howler was born on the Stoneheart and never left, learning how to be a pirate by watching his father and his crew. When he was young, he lost most of his right leg below the knee during an accident in the engine room of the Stoneheart, earning him the name “Howler” because of how loud he screamed. He had the missing limb replaced with a prosthetic.
When Howler was 15, the Stoneheart was lured into an ambush. The Stoneheart survived, but Howler's father was killed. His father's first mate, Bellamy, took command of the ship until Howler turned 17, when Howler was given the captaincy. There was a mutiny that night, several other pirates not believing Howler was capable of leading them. He hung the corpses from the rudder of the Stoneheart. Bellamy still acts as his first mate.
Other: His flag is a solid black background with a single blood red vertical stripe in the center.
Bellamy is a male, in his mid 50s with short graying hair. His navigator, Kimmarah, is a woman in her early 30s with a shaved head who joined the crew a few weeks after Howler became captain.
Age: 26
Gender: M
Ethnicity: (American, Spanish, French etc) American
Appearance: (Pic or detailed description.) Tall, very muscular. Dark brown hair, curly and down to his shoulders, tangled and matted, with a few naturally formed dreadlocks here and there. A long beard braided in some places, left alone in some. Dark green eyes, with pale, scar covered skin. Wears a worn leather duster over top of a dark red long sleeved shirt that buttons up with a stained white undershirt, and black pants with several ammo pockets. Wears a pair of high, black combat boots. Carries around an assortment of machine pistols that he keeps in holsters around his waist, and a bandolier with shotgun shells across his chest, under the duster. Has a short barreled shotgun on a sling around his chest and carries an automatic, drum fed rifle as his main weapon.
Skills: (Mundane leveled skills don’t need to be listed) Skilled at the use of standard and tesla-based firearms, excellent at hand to hand combat, deadly with swords and knives, trained very well to hide in shadows and move silently, expert navigator, skilled at piloting a Zeppelin and air scouter.
Traits and Quirks: (Bad And Good of each) Very patient, and waits until what he thinks is the opportune moment to strike. Keeps a cool head during combat, but sometimes gets carried away during battle and has to be reminded to keep his blood lust in check. Is very intelligent when it comes to piratical undertakings, but has no formal education to speak of. He is able to read well enough to know what loot is valuable enough to take. Is a functioning alcoholic.
History: Howler's father was the captain of Stoneheart, a pirate zeppelin that mostly operates in the Northern Atlantic, but is sometimes known to stray down into American air space to go after something valuable enough. Howler was born on the Stoneheart and never left, learning how to be a pirate by watching his father and his crew. When he was young, he lost most of his right leg below the knee during an accident in the engine room of the Stoneheart, earning him the name “Howler” because of how loud he screamed. He had the missing limb replaced with a prosthetic.
When Howler was 15, the Stoneheart was lured into an ambush. The Stoneheart survived, but Howler's father was killed. His father's first mate, Bellamy, took command of the ship until Howler turned 17, when Howler was given the captaincy. There was a mutiny that night, several other pirates not believing Howler was capable of leading them. He hung the corpses from the rudder of the Stoneheart. Bellamy still acts as his first mate.
Other: His flag is a solid black background with a single blood red vertical stripe in the center.
Bellamy is a male, in his mid 50s with short graying hair. His navigator, Kimmarah, is a woman in her early 30s with a shaved head who joined the crew a few weeks after Howler became captain.
He sighed when he heard what the little girl said.
“Everyone's threatening to kill me, but I know you can't kill me, because then your boss will also be killed. He told me that. I know that to be true. And if he didn't kill me when he had every chance on the friggin planet to do so, I know that his little anime, militant looking ankle biter lap dog sure as hell won't kill me.”
The little girl didn't say anything back to him, just continued to stare.
“Alright, fine,” Feyd sighed as he conjured an orb in each hand, “I have absolutely no problem beating the hell out of a pre-teen.”
“Everyone's threatening to kill me, but I know you can't kill me, because then your boss will also be killed. He told me that. I know that to be true. And if he didn't kill me when he had every chance on the friggin planet to do so, I know that his little anime, militant looking ankle biter lap dog sure as hell won't kill me.”
The little girl didn't say anything back to him, just continued to stare.
“Alright, fine,” Feyd sighed as he conjured an orb in each hand, “I have absolutely no problem beating the hell out of a pre-teen.”
Hippo. Absolutely a hippo. You can laugh, but they kill more people in Africa than anything else on that entire continent *combined*.
Feyd kept walking, ignoring the swelling pain in his chest. The air felt good against the road rash that covered most of his upper body, but he was starting to get cold and needed to find some sort of clothes soon. He couldn't walk any faster than he already was without causing his ribs to ache more, so he wasn't making very good time. He wished that he could fly, but he didn't want to risk using his powers so blatantly in front of people. Scaring that group of people off would probably come back to bite him in the ass sooner or later.
Up ahead, he saw a small person standing in the shadows. So it would be sooner. Perfect. Feyd wasn't really a huge fan of waiting around for things to happen.
Up ahead, he saw a small person standing in the shadows. So it would be sooner. Perfect. Feyd wasn't really a huge fan of waiting around for things to happen.
The best Nic Cage joke? Homeboy thought he could write a book on his "acting" "method".
And Ghost Rider 2.
And Ghost Rider 2.
I punted my phone like an American football across the open space in front of my dorm building once just to see if I could, but didn't apologize. In fact, I did the exact opposite and got really mad when it didn't work, like I was surprised or something.
I...I was not a particularly intelligent freshmen.
I...I was not a particularly intelligent freshmen.
I just want to point out that I truly enjoy the fact that the wikipedia article on Wolf Cub points to "pointed ears" as one of his powers.
I don't really know why it tickles my fancy so.
EDIT: In actual news: I am still here, but I'm going to relax on the RP for a spell because my character got hisself all sorts of jacked up, and his healing factor is preeeety slow as far as mutant healing factors go. It just so happens that he needs an appropriately dramatic amount of time to recover from all his injuries.
I don't really know why it tickles my fancy so.
EDIT: In actual news: I am still here, but I'm going to relax on the RP for a spell because my character got hisself all sorts of jacked up, and his healing factor is preeeety slow as far as mutant healing factors go. It just so happens that he needs an appropriately dramatic amount of time to recover from all his injuries.
That was outstanding.
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