Sail the Seas (Pirate RP Needs Members!)

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((Starkid <3 Came on yesterday at 7am so they will probably come on at some point - someone should PM them))

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Form:
Username: Magique
Character name: Rodney Finch
Gender: Male
Age: 10
Rank: Deck-Scrubber, Cannon loader, all the unpleasant jobs on the ship.
Personality: Rodney get son with his work, he's pretty much fearless and cheeky, he thinks death fascinating and is very much your typical young lad. He is cheeky but obedient, has a sharp tongue for a little 'un and has a very heavy pirate accent. Rodney would never stay out of the way, he is leaping into action but is often stopped because he's too young and scrawny.
Description:
History: Rodney's parents are dead, he doesn't remember them really and treats the crew as his family. He was left at the pirate ship at the age of two or three because of his parent's death. he has become part of the crew doing odd jobs since an early age.
SIblings: Nope.
Crush: No - he's 10, he wouldn't have one til he's older bless him.
Ablities: Good at stealing - very good and is alright with a blade. He's an all-rounder but is very skinny and can't lift heavy things or reach tall heights.
Kids: None.
Other: just wanted to maek another charrie and thought we needed another younger one.

[Wildmagic_warrior]

[Hmm, alright. Can't wait until they get back on.]

[SpreadingDread]

((I'll tell her to get on as she is my sister.... Accpeted))

[Wildmagic_warrior]

[Yay ^^]

[SpreadingDread]

((Sorry, but I gotta quit. I lost my passion for this Rp long ago and am too busy to keep up. Farewell))

Ella dropped dead randomly.

Alexa fell tot he floor. SHe was poisoned, and dead within seconds.

[Wildmagic_warrior]

Milo glanced back at Ella, to tell her to hurry up a pace. He went completely white as he saw her lying motionless in the dust, dark hair settling around her face. "Ella?" he asked, confused, worried. "Are you alright?" He couldn't believe what he was seeing, didn't want to believe it, but there it was. "Ella!" He ran back to her, dropped to his knees beside the girl he had sacrificed everything for. "Wake up, please, you can't be dead." His words were whispered, pleas against the inevitable, the unavoidable. He wept then, openly, unashamedly. "Don't leave me. Please, please don't leave me."

[SpreadingDread]

((Sorry Warrior))

Ella opened her eyes for a second, inches from death. "I love you." SHe said to Milo. Her eyes went blank, dead for good.

[Wildmagic_warrior]

[It's okay. Roleplays die, you know, life goes on. It's not the end of the world ^^]
[Well, except maybe for Milo. He's probably gonna die.]

"Ella-" whispered Milo, looking into her face. He brushed a lock of hair out of her eyes, smiling sadly at her. Then he drew his knife and glanced down at it, still smiling. Of all his sacrifices, this one would not amount to nothing. It was sad, but there were certain things he could not live without. "I love you too, Ella," he murmured, and, still holding her hand in his, he brought the blade to his throat. "For never was a story of more woe, than that of Juliet... and her Romeo." He brought the blade across, and in a burst of scarlet blood the young boy fell onto his side. The last sight his dying eyes saw was Ella's face, and it seemed to him that she was smiling. And so he smiled as well.
And died with a smile on his lips.

[SpreadingDread]

((I like the way you killed him...))