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(( This is the first Free-Style Roleplay attempted on Blood Moon, so it will obviously be a little awkward, but we will be setting an example for the others that will come. ))
Welcome to land of Czander. Among the hundreds of miles of endless ocean, there are several chains of islands. About ninety percent of the world is covered in water, five percent are islands, and five percent is the mainland. Archeologists argue that their planet did not use to be this way, in fact, they claim that once half of their planet was covered in land.
In earthly standards, the technology of Czander is far behind that of ours. The militaries of the world tend to use muskets and rifles, but most people favor small pistols and rapiers. However, several people throughout Czander command a more destructive form of weaponry. Through years of study, warriors learn to command a sort of power that is unseen by all. The people of Czander call this Megek, but you should know it as magic.
For means of transportation, the people of Czander has built large ships, with thick masts and billowing sails. If it were not for these vessels, each island would be completely isolated.
Moistened by the spray of the salty waves that crashed below him, a seasoned, scraggly, sea dog lay, collapsed on the ancient, warped boards of a busy dock. He was covered in rags and stained cloth, and because he was spread out on a roped net full of twitching fish, folks passing by barely noticed him; those who did averted their gaze, dozens of homeless inhabited the dock, and making eye contact only encouraged them.
Whether it was the noise of the hustle and bustle of a work filled, Tuesday morning, or the spray of the sea air, something awoke the man. With a start, he leaped from the pile of fish, and looked around. Something was pulling at his heart, he suddenly longed to leave this port town, and return to his home, the big blue.
Looking back and forth, the old man surveyed the area. Wooden contraptions operated by young men swung around, pulling packages off of ships and placing them into neat pile on the dock. The dock. It stretched on for miles, harboring hundreds of ships, from small fishing boats to the crafts of war and lords. And all around him were people, checking the boats for injuries, or checking off their inventory. It was all so...perfect. Everything on the dock reminded him of the life that he had given up.
Throwing off the rags that obscured his appearance, Mr. August was suddenly blanketed in the reflecting rays of the sun, which hung high overhead. He was an old, experienced man, well into his sixties. A thinning mass of salt and peppered hair covered his head. His face was that of a worn working hand, taken over by complex patterns of wrinkles that all but covered his light brown eyes. Mr. August wasn't a large man, but for his body was a bit more able than one would expect.
And there he stood, clad in a weathered, auburn vest and loose, linen trousers. With a pistol at his hip, Mr. August began walking down the dock, searching for any vessel that could get him off this island.
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« Reply #1 on Dec 10, 2008, 3:05pm » | |
((Pardon me, but you forgot to put in an introductory paragraph. This is necessary so others will know what kind of world this RP is based in. It will also tell us important things like, what time period it is or if there's magic involved. ))
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« Reply #2 on Dec 10, 2008, 3:44pm » | |
(( Thanks for reminding me. At first I was going to leave it out, because I wanted us to shape the world together, but that would probably get confusing. ))
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« Reply #3 on Dec 16, 2008, 9:44pm » | |
((After suffering a minor writer's block, I'm back with at least 2+ good characters.  ))
As far as the eye could see was wood. From trees every size, kind, and shape had been made vast distances of planks which now spanned out over the wide blue sea. From these docks had seemingly sprouted ships, people, and then a town on this bustling port. And through the thick sea of people that swept through the docks swam a young boy, of about ten years old.
At a meter in height, this brown haired youth was busy dodging legs and luggage alike in the throng of people. After periodically pausing to ooh and aah over different ships, he would dart off into the crowd, where a few people suddenly felt a lightening of their loads.
Yes, this little youngster was a pick-pocket, a rather disputable trade. And yet, he had not fully mastered the art. This was soon established after the boy’s hand caught in a thick sea-coat and he was required to give it a yank to dislodge it. Very soon after that, the boy gave the local authorities a run for their money and then was dragged, kicking, to the dwelling he claimed was his home.
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« Reply #4 on Dec 19, 2008, 1:40pm » | |
Mr. August moved slowly among the crowds of people that crowded the dock. In fact, you could only tell that it was a dock by the small patches of wood that you could see only when a gap opened in the hustle and bustle.
His attention would focus on something, get bored with it, and then move onto the next thing. His primary objective was to find a ship to get him off this rock, but it was a beautiful place.
A few minutes later Mr. August stood on the edge of the jetty, examining a fine vessel. It was about fifty or sixty feet long, made of mostly wood ( in a few places holes had been patched with scrap metal ). There was a mast in the center, with a billowing sail that was gently tugged by the small gusts of wind that buffeted the port town.
" She's a good one, eh? " called a voice from above. Looking towards the source of the sound, Mr. August found a man leaning over the edge of the deck. He had a rag in his hand, diligently polishing the railing that surrounded the deck. He could have been any age, and a large black beard obscured his age even more.
" Indeed, are you planning on leaving any time soon? " asked Mr. August, getting to the point. With a smile , he clambered across the gangplank and mounted the ship.
" I be leaving in an hour or two, assumin' that nothin' goes wrong. Heh." The man paused there to take a heavy swig from a canteen that had been hanging at his waist.
" Judging from ye appearance, I'd say you've been 'round ships before? "
"Yes," Mr. August responded, " But not for a long time. I'm looking for passage off of this island, would you be interested? Oh, and I can pay you for your services. " offered the old man, withdrawing a small pouch from his vest, and giving it a shake to reveal that there were coins hidden within.
A large, genuine smile spread across the captain's face, or what you could see of it behind the thick beard. In a flash of movement he took the bag from the old man's hand and clapped a strong hand on his shoulder.
" You can call me Captain Orson. Be sure to be back here in an hour. I'd hate to have to leave ya behind, Mr.... Mr. uhh.. "
" August, Mr. August. "
"Ay, Mr. August. Good, Good. "
After declining Mr. Orson's offer of hard liquor, Mr. August left the boat and made his way down the docks. He had an hour to kill, so he was heading back into the town to purchase the supplies that he needed.
Suddenly, a commotion caught his eye. Not forty yards away there was a young boy wrestling against two grown men. They were wearing the uniform of the local authority, and a pistol was hanging at each of their hips. Something in the defiant look of the youth's face beckoned to Mr. August, reminding him of his own childhood. With a sigh he lightly jogged to the guards, putting his hand on the shoulder of one.
"Please, Sir, that is my grandson. I am willing to pay for whatever wrong he has done. "
Mr. August forced the apology along with another small pouch of coins that he pushed towards the guards.
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« Reply #5 on Dec 21, 2008, 9:22pm » | |
Through the hustle and bustle of the constant crowd came another brown haired, brown eyed youth, a travel-worn faded-blue greatcoat hung over his lean but muscled frame and sun tanned attire. At his back, hanging securely, was a well-polished, long barreled rifle and on his hair clothed skull, headband style, was a blue bandana.
He had arrived at the scene of the crime, partly his fault, to see a strange man beckoning the release of a boy. Immediately he ran closer, for this troublemaking boy was his brother, in need of bailing out once again.
Arriving just in time to hear what the man was saying, this second youth interjected while vigorously giving each policeman’s hand a shake, “Thank you officers for findin’ my brother, Sam. I’m real sorry for any trouble on account of him and I’m sure our grandpa’ll pay to make up for anything that was stolen. Name‘s Jack.”
He grabbed Sam at the shoulders and pushed him bodily away from the flustered officers, beckoning for the man to follow without his pouch of money.
((Not my most creative names.  ))
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« Reply #6 on Dec 28, 2008, 5:55pm » | |
(( I'm sorry that it took so long for me to reply. With the holidays and family being over I couldn't find a lot of time to visit the site. ))
One of the officers, embarrassed to be caught off his guard by a kid, immediately began regaining his manhood. With a snarl, he snatched the pouch of coins from the old man's hands. Before leaving, the officer turned back to Mr. August, leaned in close, and whispered,
" You better keep that brat off the streets, cause if I catch him stealin' again it'll be prison for him, you hear?! "
Mr. August resisted the urge to tell the man off and jogged lightly to catch up with the two youths. Wanting to get properly acquainted with Sam and Jack, he stepped in front of them, grabbed Jack on the shoulder in a friendly manner, and gripped the boy's hand, shaking it lightly. " So Jack it is, eh? And he would be Sam, " said Mr. August, gesturing towards the boy he had attempted to rescue.
" Well, I'm Mr. August, but you can call me Benjamin if you like," Despite his old age, Mr. August spoke in long strings of sentences, hardly stopping to take a breath. However, his voice had a nice, steady rhythm to it.
" Let me buy you boy's a drink or two, I got about an hour before my ship sets sail. "
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« Reply #7 on Dec 31, 2008, 9:06pm » | |
The policemen had been left behind, now with no thought of the trio that had just left to stand by some old wooden stairs leading into the center of town.
“Not to be rude sir, but, why are ya doin’ this? Most people avoid us.”
At the same time, Sam rushed over to Mr. August, fascinated with the old farer of salt breezes, and proceeded to barrage him with his insatiable curiosity.
“Hey Mr., how old are you? What kind of stuff do ya do? Do you have a ship? Were you a pirate. Are you on the run? Did you steel that money you gave to the cops? Are you a captain? Do you like the sea?” Here Sam turned to examine the small black thing in his hands, another pouch of money. “What’s this? Is it more money? Why do you have so much money? Did you steal this like I…,” here the little thief broke of into a barely audible stammer and turned his gaze to the oaken floor.
Sharp eyes having spotted the activity of his brother, Jack, looking no more and no less than his fifteen years yelled, “Stop doin’ that, people don’t appreciate it when you take their stuff!”
“I give it back!” Sam countered, “I just like to look at it close up first.”
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