StarCatcher

The Cast Away.

1.Name: Jon Dawson
2.Age:20
3.Gender:Male
4.Appearance:Here

6.Bio:Jon grew up in London, England with a happy family, having two older sisters. His father was a doctor and his mother was a stay at home mom. He has always loved football(soccer) and reading medical books. He spent his whole childhood looking up to his father, and wanting to be a doctor like him. He always did exceptionally well in school, and actually finished a year early, He had gotten the chance to attened Harvard to become a doctor, and did so. Upon hearing the news that his mother had suffered a major heart attack and in critical condition, he rushed to the airport and managed to get himself on a flight that would at least get him across the Atlantic. He found himself sitting comfortably in first class.
7.Personality: Jon is a bit of a pretentious know it all at times, but is really genuinely nice. He isn't afraid to order people around, and will actually happily do so. If he has a problem with you, you'll know it. He is also highly talkative.
8.Job before cast-away: Student
9.skills: Athletic, a relatively large amount of medical knowledge
10.Weapons:None

The Cast Away.

Are you still accepting?

Ragtag: Steampunk treasure hunting.

Anisa desperately tried to get her thoughts into one piece, and bit her lip, nodding at Ren's offer to teach her to fight. In a slightly combative moment, she pulled away from Ren,"I'm not a child, thank you very much." She mumbled, sniffling, and the snapped her head back down. She thought she had seen something off with Ren, and slowly looked back up, to notice that part of her ear was missing."I can help you with your ear." She offered quietly, embarassed about her previous outburst,"It's not a nice wound, but I can at least help prow t it from infection."

Just then, the ship began to fall and she squealed a bit- so this was how it ended for her? As it caught itself she was relieved and let out a sigh- only to look near her and see a man. He hadn't been there before, had he? Things were getting curiouser and curiouser, and it didn't calm her any, but she had realized that she had made a fool of herself and she needed to keep composure. She gave herself points for offering to help Ren with her ear- at least she was slightly good for something, if not much. She looked over to see Elani carving into the ship with a knife- maybe she wasn't the only one already breaking down over everything.

War of Ambitions

Yeah it is

Ragtag: Steampunk treasure hunting.

Darkwolfsoul010 said
Wait, rereading Stars post, I just thought of something. Is Anisa hiding somewhere on the ship, in which case I would have to rewrite my post. For some reason I thought that the supply closet was on the dock somewhere... It was late at night, don't judge me!

All is good! I just went with it! It's completely fine.

Ragtag: Steampunk treasure hunting.

Anisa squeaked, as the doors of the shed were thrown open. She kept her eyes closed, afraid, as she was roughly pulled up. She grabbed her luggage up quickly, and recognized the person as one within the expedition. She was surprised as she walked forward and onto the ship, as Ren was covering for her. She began to feel like even more of a fool, she couldn't even protect herself enough to get onto a ship alone. More tears began to pour out of her eyes as she boarded a ship. She choked out a,"You okay?" at Ren quietly, she sunk to the floor of the ship and brought her legs up to her face, and sobbed. It had been traumatizing for her- as if getting on a ship for the first time since- Anisa didn't even want to bring it up- wasn't bad enough. She just hoped that everyone was still alive, and rocked back and forth, biting her lip. She was pretty sure she was going to be absolutely useless unless she suddenly got bolder.

War of Ambitions

I don't know then.

Ragtag: Steampunk treasure hunting.

Anisa was utterly horrified about the fighting going on around her. When the first shot was fired, brain matter had spattered all over her. It was a nightmare come true for the girl- the fighting going on around her. She had never experienced something like it, but she had nightmares about things such as this. To avoid blades, she fell to the ground and began to crawl along- making her way onto the ship. She desperately looked for a hiding place and ended up in a supply closet- where she burst into tears. She rocked back and forth, this all had been a bad idea. All the other women were so much more fierce and talented when compared to her- she felt as if she wasn’t good for much, and like she stuck out like a sore thumb amongst the others who were supposed to go on the expedition with her.

Ragtag: Steampunk treasure hunting.

Anisa listened to the introductions of Elani and Simnia- even though she didn't like how the dwarf had touched her- contact like that made her highly uncomfortable, and she was relieved when they were distracted by the papers. She looked up at the ship and examined it- biting her lip, and got prepared to board. Just then, she noticed a group of men approaching them, and fear welled up inside her once more. She didn't like the way they looked or talked- and she currently didn't have a single weapon on her. If anyone were to attack her, she wouldn't be able to protect herself. Instead, she shrunk back into the crowd of women- most of them seemed more well equipped than her, and she hoped that they'd protect her, even though she didn't see as to why anyone would help someone they really didn't know.

War of Ambitions

Double post, oops. My computer is being spazzy