Treasure

Alright, I'm pretty new to story-booking, so bear with me here.

Plot:
This story is in the 16th - 17th century, around the golden age of pirates. Feel free to use flashforwards and flashbacks when ever you wish to. Your character or characters must be related with pirates in some way, shape or form, for the story centers around a pirate crew. You can be a witty hostage, the disabled cook, or the bossy captain that nobody really likes. Whatever you want, really.

Rules:
Alright. No magic, no matter how much you want to. You can't be some sort of god or anything, and make sure your character has some flaws. You can only have up to two characters - so yeah.

And try, try try to use the olde ye tongue or whatever. I'm horrible at that language.

Follow my lead with the profiles.

Name: Amber
Age: 16
Height: 5 - 7
Weight: Slim
Nationality: English
Hair: Blonde
Eyes: Blue
Role: lower pirate, wench. Fights in battles from time to time but usually stays in the cabins and cleans.
Other: She used to be the daughter of a highly-respected, wealthy count, so she's used to better treatment. She was taken as a hostage and luckily wasn't raped and killed after her father didn't pay it. She tries to have as many friends as possible, so she forces herself to be nice.

Er - and note, like a couple hours after I posted this I discovered there is already a pirate storybook... so don't think I copied them, heh heh heh. I'm writing a novel on pirates, so that's sort of how I got inspired...



Amber glared at the dirty floor, dropping the head of a mop into a sopping wet bucket teeming with water. She lifted the mop out of the bucket and slid the mop back and forth, giving the floor a sloppy sheen.

A knock suddenly emanated from the cabin door, causing her to whip her head around towards the entrance. "Yes?"

ame: Kelna
Age: 16
Height: 5'5
Weight: 115
Nationality: American
Hair: black
Eyes: fiery green
Role: Hostage
Other: She was the daughter of a captian on the royal ships. She was caught and has been kept on the ship sense.




ame: Colton *Colt*
Age: 18
Height: 6'5
Weight: Slim
Nationality: American Indian/ English
Hair: Black
Eyes: Green
Role: Son of the captain.
Other: He isn't mean. Really nice acctually





Colt walked in and looked at Amber and frowned. "I thought you were supposed to have today off and that hostage was supposed to be doing your work." He said crossing his arms. His build filled the door frame as he looked at her. He grabbed the mop from her hands and tossed it on the floor grabbing hold of her arm and leading her towards were the hostage would be. 'your to instruct her, NOT do her work."

Name: Shame(aka-gracy)
Age: 16
Height: 5 - 7
Weight: regular not to small but not to big
Nationality: English
Hair: black
Eyes: grey
Role: slave?well kinda shes also good with rades...
Other: she used to be on a good ship but the thind\g was sunk and she was taken e\abored this wreched thing...*hehe*

Ill get a pic later

She was janked up on to the deck.

"Your supoded to be cleaning."she was scolded.

She flinched as the mop was shuved into her hands.

~ Amber

"Colt." Amber stammered, glancing over at Kelna hastily. "Right, right." She told him, not wanting to go against his orders. She bent over and picked the sopping mop off the floor, placing it back in the bucket. For a quick moment she admired his muscular frame before rushing out of the room.

Name: Gin
Age: 19
Height: 5'11
Weight: 180 lbs.
Nationality: English
Hair: Thick shaggy black
Eyes: Blue
Role: Assistant captian.
Other: He is the son to a govoner of an english province. He wished for edventure and decided to run away from home. His elder brother has resented him ever sense.
Personality: Calm and coletive. He seems mean, but is really just distant.
Picture:

Name: Eric
Age: 25
Height: 5'11
Weight: 195 lbs
Nationality: English
Hair: Red
Eyes: Blue
Role: Naval commander
Other: Gins brother.
Personality: Witty and serious. He holds great resentment for his brother and wishes to see him dead.
Picture:

(Hope this okay)

*the one for Gin is gone!*

*here the pic for my character*

Name: Zen blackheart
Age: 18
Height: 5'9
weighta:?small wast
Nationality: English
Hair: red
Eyes: red
Role: ?(higher up than slave though) hangs out in the crows nest?
Other: very shadowed Her father hated her sice birth and she was sent to sail for etenity or untill she died.
Personality: she just doesnt beleive in many things....
Picture:

**I'm going to try to stay in this pirate one. **

Name: Lisette
Age: 18
Height: 5'6''
Weight: Slim
Nationality: French
Hair: Auburn
Eyes: Hazel
Role: She's usually involved in the fighting. When she isn't fight ing she's cleaning or helping the cook.
Other: She was a part of royalty back in France but was betrothed to a disgusting excuse for a man as a bargaining chip. She didn't want to live like that so she escaped and ended up on the ship. She did manage to get away with some of the family jewels, though.

Picture: http://photobucket.com/image/anime%20gi ... n.jpg?o=28

Name: Chris
Age: 20
Height: 5'10"
Weight: 176 lbs
Nationality: English
Hair: Blond
Eyes: Blue
Role: Bosun
Other: Born the son of an English slave, but escaped at the age of twelve and joined a ship. He is very bitter as a result of his upbringing, making him unflinching in his duties.
Picture: http://anry.deviantart.com/art/Pirate-5656411

Name: Tim (BUT iS A GIRL)
Age: 15
Height: 167 cm
Weight: 45Kg
Nationality: Egyptian
Hair: Short dark and brown
Eyes: Nearly black, gives a sense of death
Role: Hostage
Other: She acts like a guy and looks like a guy, is named after a guy and is attracted to guys, do tell me whats going to happen with him err her ^^ She has always thought its better to be a guy so, she literally is one. She is of merchant class in Egypt and is currently bartering for her life on this pirate ship. ^^

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Tim looked at the other hostage, she had black hair, but was slightly pale, American?

"You, Americano." Tim whispered to the fiery green eyed female teen.

She looked towards Tim, "Huh?"

"You think your worth some money? Cause if you are I can try to barter you off you know?"

***Wow, lots of guys. Billy, Velna is supposed to be mopping the rooms now. We'll see though. Oh and us Americano aren't pale***


Velna---

"How are you going to barter me out in the middle of the sea?" She growled.

Colt---

Colt shook his head and stepped back up to where the hostages were. He looked then over. Both capable of doing the work for Amber. He looked over at the girl his dad kept on the ship incase they didn't have any hostages.

"All three of you need to do what Amber says, if you miss behave you'll regret it."

*Just for the record, I'm sorry if I called you pale, but if you were egyptian, americans would look pale in comparison, sorry ^^ Oops, forgot you were mopping. OH YEAH, TIM IS A GIRL, BUT NO ONE ELSE IS MEANT TO KNOW THAT AND THEY TREAT HER LIKE A GUY!, okay?*

TIM


"Not out of the sea, out of this hostage zone? You know they could treat us to some fineries, like . . say bedding, perhaps?" Tim growled at the question.

"So you think you're worth anything?"

"Cause I'm one heck of an endorser, (sorry if that's not old enough ^^) I can get you a couple of things as long as you're worth something, are you maybe a captain's pros . . mistress?"

The girl look back at Tim green eyes ablaze.

Velna----

Velna was mad now. "NO!" She was ready to hurt this guy. "I'm not a prostitute, mistress, or whatever elese your going to say. I don't think I'm any worth, my dad is just a captain. Least last I knew he was. Now, suggest one more rude thing and I'll kill you myself!" Just then the captain's son walked in and looked them over.

"All three of you need to do what Amber says, if you miss behave you'll regret it." He said in a deep voice. She just glared at him.

I came out from the lower deck to find Colt giving orders. I sauntered up to him.
"Got anything for me to do?" I asked. I was getting a bit bored. I had gone down to see if the cook needed any help but she hadn't. Colt looked at me a minute in thought.

Amber ~

Amber swung her head around, examining the two hostages that were to do her work. "Velna." She called. Velna turned to look at her, and Amber shoved the mop into her hands. "Get to work." Shocked at her sudden burst of commands, Velna began to slowly dip the mop into the bucket and worked slowly.

Amber eyed Tim, who rolled her eyes and moved towards her fluidly. Glaring into Amber's eyes she awaited for her command. "What am I to do?" She asked, hostility flashing in her eyes.

The blonde wench cleared her throat, shooting Colt a glance as she did so. "Ma-make the beds, Tim." Tim glared at her. "Please."