Treasure Planet (New and Accepting!)

[RosemarryAnn]

T h e B a s i c s ~

http://www.dolldivine.com/four-elements-scene-maker.php

N a m e - Opal Sapher (long "a" sound like "sapphire")
G e n d e r - Female
A g e - 19
S p e c i e s - Unknown? From the planet Celetis


O n t h e O u t s i d e ~

H a i r C o l o r - Tentacles, blues and aqua greens. They trap water molecules from the air, and anything else that gets in the way.
E y e C o l o r - Bright green
S k i n C o l o r - Blue, changes shades with moods. Blue spotted pattern. She must stay moist and so uses the water molecules from her "hair" to keep her skin wet.
B o d y T y p e - Tall and thin with delicate but strong tentacles. She has regular human arms and legs, but has tentacles on head and waist
C l o t h i n g - Anything comfortable that fits with her body type


G o i n g a L i t t l e D e e p e r ~

P e r s o n a l i t y - Doesn't speak much. She enjoys watching others and being active. She can follow rules to the "t" but likes to put her own flare on things. Opal enjoys beauty and beautiful things, but doesn't hesitate to jump into a mucky situation, as long as it involves actual muck and not people problems - she avoids those situations at all costs. She has a temper when provoked, and changes to red and deadly when angered....that is why she rather avoid other people's problems.

H i s t o r y - Opal was born on Celetis to a middle class family, but they died when she was just a babe. Adopted by a cyborg, human, and mixed family, she learned mechanicals early in life. Due to advanced schooling and opportunities of hands on experiences, she feels ready to take on life at its fullest. Opal has just graduated from school and is hoping to find a job, but visit her family in the process.

F a m i l y - Father Marshel Sapher, a cyborg in charge of the docks on Celetis. Mother Hanna Sapher, a cyborg who helps her husband manage the accounting books and scheduling. Older sister Marta, a human with a family of her own. Older brother Terence, adopted Neko fox in college. Older brother Granger, adopted Neko dog who has just married the love of his life. Younger twins, a boy and girl, Ketter and Kendra, human and in middle school. Baby brother Quinn, who was just adopted a year ago and is the same tentacle species as Opal.

R e a s o n f o r B e i n g O n t h e S h i p ? - Deck Cadet. She heard about the opening and thought she could try her hand at learning how to manage a ship, also it would give her a chance to visit her family whenever they land on Celetis.

[the cheshire kitty]

(All but Opal are accepted. Give me a solid position, and she'd be accepted.)
(Sorry for neglecting you guys! I've been crazy busy trying to put together another roleplay in the semilit/lit category called life in Osiris. It was actually based off the planet Osiris from this role play. Major coding is going into it, so I've almost been buried a live with it all.)

Lauren Shafer ~ Human Prisoner
"Hmm, an artist... interesting...." I say carefully. I peer curiously at the lady's bag. "What all you've got in 'er?" I ask looking at the girl briefly, then casting a sideways glance at the boy and man. I had seen that boy before...

[CrybabyIsDreaming]

Coraline Carlile
I am about to say something but I close my mouth again and look at the bag. "Well." I finally say. "Lots of things." I finish, looking up at her. I try to remember everything in my bag and I smile. "Pencils, books, bookmarks, the bead things. The wire things. Multiple lockets for those who want to pay as lightly higher price for the bracelets. A few hair clips, markers, pens, just writing utensils in general. A few other mini notebooks. A larger empty sketchbook." I explain. "And a crack in space time." I joke, smiling at her.

[RosemarryAnn]

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[RosemarryAnn]

Kay Logan ~ Cyborg ~ Prisoner

The soldiers tromped down the wharf, flanking each side of the prisoner. He was bound with chains and had they had Taser guns aimed toward him at all times.
This was getting ridiculous.
Kay tried to ignore his escorts by memorizing the ships they passed. Blue Ann. Keater's Fowl. Chrisy Sue. Black Rose. Dream Lander. Light's Joy.
There was some discussion between the two sergeants, and the group had to back track to the last ship, Dream Lander. Up the plank they stomped, the cyborg in their center.
"Halt!" The main sergeant banged his spear to the deck. He hailed the first person in vision. "Here to see the captain." He dangled the court orders in his hands. "We have a prisoner and the captain is to see to his delivery to the Imperial Prison under the court's ruling. I will not be kept waiting."


Opal Sapher ~ Tenta-gal ~ Deck Cadet

She had noticed the group of soldiers stalk up the gang plank from her hiding place behind a stack of crates on the wharf. Her tentacles waved gracefully around her, agitated. This was all she needed on her first day, a power show. She hoped above hope that the troop was not joining the voyage. Her hands shook with the thought of all that superiority ruling the ship and her tendency to react.
No. She shook her head firmly. I am not going to let that stop me! She waited till she thought they group would be situated on deck and then swiftly moved toward the gang plank. Her blue hands grasped the last memories of trade school in the well worn but beautifully decorated bags. Her side tentacles traced the railing on either side of the plank, helping balance, though she didn't need it.
The soldiers were still there, right at the entrance to the deck.
She sidestepped, calmly and quietly to the side, following the deck railing about till she was behind some barrels. Her sharp green eyes taking in the scenes before her.
Opal would have to get to the captain somehow, but with the waning sunlight, she hoped it would be soon.

[the cheshire kitty]

Captain Amelia ~ Neko
I hear loud thumping, then a voice calling out. I sigh, then look down to see guardsmen and a prisoner. What did they think this was? A prisoner ship. I sigh and swing down from my perch in the masts. My feet touch the deck and I take commanding steps toward the guardsmen, despite being much shorter than most of them. "Excuse me gentlemen, but I believe you've found the wrong ship. This one already has a Prisoner on board." I say sharply, looking up into the commander's face.

Officer X ~ Robot
I come out from hibernation to hear the loud screeching of the captain. I move, very stiffly out to where the sun shown brightly. Another prisoner. My eyes zero in on his and do a retina scan. Prisoner. Last Minute. Name: Kay Logan. I walk up to the Captain. "Excuse me Captain. This prisoner was last minute booked to this ship, due to another ship's delay. Correct?" I ask the sergeant.

Lauren Shafer ~ Human Prisoner
My eyebrows furrow as I hear loud thumps and yelling from up top. "Why don't you two go see what that is...?" I say softly, already hopping off my barrel and retreating into the kitchen. The last thing I needed right now would be to get caught. I walk over to Owen's barrels and shove my hands back in, praying to God that Owen was still awake.

[RosemarryAnn]

Kay Logan ~ Cyborg ~ Prisoner

"That is correct." the sergeant barked, shoving the papers into the captain's hands. "These are the orders. Keep a steady watch on him at all times. And here," the man pulled a remote devise from his belt, handing it over. "This is the control to the bracelets. You will be needing this with this one." He smirked toward the prisoner, jerking him forward by the chains. "Good luck."
With that, the troop banged there way down the gangplank and back into the bustle of the wharf.

Kay did not resist the hand off of his bounds to the robot guard. The soldiers were all alike to him, robots, regardless of their species, with no mind of their own. He took in the ship, quickly with a dart of his eyes about the top deck, but avoided the captain's eyes till last. He then returned her stare, looking down into her cat eyes, trying to convey the thoughts that battered his mind.
This was al just a mistake.
He knew what the instructions stated. They had peen pounded into his mind by the court.

A major gear out his cyber arm was to be given to the captain, and then to the Imperial Prison.
The remote control allowed whoever to have it restrict his air supply and chest cavity, thus giving them his life at their disposal.
The ship must stay on coarse or the bracelet bands would automatically constrict because of their tracking device.
Chains must be worn at all times.
Prisoner is not to mingle with others on the ship.
So on and so forth.

Kay smiled slightly, trying to show his friendliness, hoping this captain would understand. But a quick shadow crossed his face, furring his brow at the thought of all the others who had neglected the obvious.

[the cheshire kitty]

Captain Amelia ~ Neko
I suck in a sharp breath as the papers are thrust into my hands. I was NOT fond of this whatsoever. My ship would NOT be used as a prisoner carrier. I huff a little, accept the remote handed to me.
What was it for? I eye the prisoner warily giving an icy glare at the cyborg before turning back to the robot.
"Officer X." I say sharply, and the robot turns to me. "Take the cyborg to the galley with the other prisoner. Read the rules, understand them, and take care of the thing for the durity of the trip. I do not babysit civilians." And with that, I walk away, taking quick, short steps.

Officer X ~ Robot
"Come." I command in a monotone, uncaring, harsh voice generated by the large speaker in the back of my human-like 'mouth'. It made me more relatable to most species. A mouth, the illusion of having eyes, two legs, two arms, all made me look human, but the hard white steel covering my body said otherwise.
I don't look at the prisoner, I just expect him to follow as I start walking toward the galley.

[RosemarryAnn]

Kay Logan ~ Cyborg ~ Prisoner

He followed the robot guard, eyes down cast with the captain's neglect. He hoped she wouldn't take that remote lightly. She held the key to life and death for him. The courts wouldn't care if he was accidently killed on the way to the prison. One less prisoner for them to deal with.

Opal Sapher ~ Tenta-gal ~ Deck Cadet

She watched the troop leave the ship and sighed with relief, though she knew she would have to deal with the captain.
It was now or never.
She tightened her hold on the bags, patted some moisture on her drying skin, took a breath, and emerged from hiding.
"Captain. I am reporting for the deck cadet job you advertised. I am strong and willing to obey and work." she smiled down at the cat woman before her, pleasantly surprised at the height difference.

Amerla Founden ~ Human ~ Passenger

She raced up the gangplank, looking over her shoulder at the wharf below, scanning fro any trace of her follower.
"Oh!" she squealed, grinning, lifting up her skirts and rushed forward onto the deck.
Amerla dove to crouch behind the railing of the ship, watching through a slot for her body guard Peters who thumped past on the wharf, not giving a glance in this ship's direction.
The young woman sighed, laughing, and sat on the deck, back to the railing, catching her breath. "Fooled you this time!" she giggled aloud, pulling her long loose hair to one side.
She had been trying to get the slip of Peters for a month now, and it looked like she had accomplished her task.
"Now on for some real adventures!"
Of course, the captain would have to be informed of her sudden want to join this voyage, wherever it was going. She didn't care, as long as this ship took her out into space and gave her some new things to write back to Feona about.
She laughed again at the thought of whatever lay ahead, eyes dancing with delight at the coming new experiences.
She looked up as a shadow passed over her resting place.

[Grengirl]

(sorry, been busy the last couple of days myself)

Africca
She flips through the sketchbook she was handed by Coraline while listening to the short list of things in the bag. Grinning at the last presumably imaginary item. " 'Splains how ya made it all fit." Since she was more used to dealing with technical drawings. Africca was unsure how to compliment or critique the work she was viewing, but overall she did like what she saw in the book.

Raising her eyebrows and looking over her shoulder at the noise on deck, "ay.. They best not be mistreating any of my machines." Then stands handing back the book to Coraline.

Fender
"Good lad." Keeping one eye fixed on Lauren as she went back over toward the barrels. Figuring that was maybe where her shackles were hid from the people present. "Lass, if ya need a 'and wif any dem der barrels jus' ask eh?" He might just do that even if she didn't.

Owen
'Pirate, engineer, artist.. What the heck kind of ship is this?' He thought as Lauren's hands reappeared undervthe tarp. He blinked as the harsh light hit him but adjusted quickly assuming she must need him to lock her back up again. Frowning he did so, though it felt wrong to do it.