The Age of Steam & Elegance (Characters & Discussion)

[Consulting_Angel]

Roleplay Thread

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[b]Nickname[/b] (if any):
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Notes:
- Character ages to be 23+.
- PM reservations preferred, though feel free to post a character form for an open role.
- Steampunk-inspired roleplay, so keep that in mind when making your characters!
- The roleplay will start when all eight roles have been filled, with character forms.

[Consulting_Angel]

Octavia Tremaine | 25 | Cisfemale | The Mercenary
Pronouns: She/Her
Sexuality: Lesbian
Appearance: Octavia's hair is black, and while it's normally curly, she has had it relaxed, so it is currently straight, reaching below her shoulders. Her eyes are curious - one is white, the iris and pupil still defined, it being a mechanical replacement, and the other is dark brown. She stands at 5'8'', and has an lithe, though athletic build with a little muscle. She has a dark skin tone, and does not have any noticeable scars or markings.

Personality: Octavia is a loner, always having worked alone. It's easier, after all, to get a job done when you're not having to watch out for anyone else. She doesn't particularly like other people, and is not really empathetic either - both of which definitely help in her line of work. She has something of a mysterious air about her, especially as she doesn't talk about herself. She can also be quite stubborn, keeping set in her decisions and not willing to listen to reason. Still, she is loyal and trustworthy, known to make sure the job gets done, and will keep a secret indefinitely. For those that she may grow close with, she'll become protective and show a more friendly side to herself that she keeps guarded. Octavia is also a very organised and detail-oriented person - if she notices that something seems off or doesn't look right, then she'll be sure to alert it.

Short Bio: Octavia doesn't know who her bio parents are. She was taken in and raised by a pair of mercenaries when she was five. They didn't plan to take in a small child, but they found her after a job, wandering the streets alone and clearly with no one looking after her. So that was that. She didn't know what her adoptive parents did until she was 15, when they told her what they were doing after getting ready to leave her for the night for a job. She didn't actually start learning about being a mercenary until she was 17, but once she did, she first had her doubts, but after about a year, became desensitised to it. After all, it seemed that awful people were everywhere, and it was her parents' job - and soon her's - to get rid of them as and when they were hired to do so. And there was very good money to be made from it. So she just sort of fell into it, becoming well-known in the mercenary world by the age of 22, particularly for her silver-clawed gloves and black bat.

[Consulting_Angel]

Balthasar Cogwright | 27 | Cismale | The Explorer
Pronouns: He/Him
Sexuality: Bisexual
Appearance: Balthasar has short, dark brown hair, and his eyes are greenish hazel in colour. He stands at 6'0'', and has an athletic build with a little muscle. He has a fair amount of short, facial hair, also dark brown. He has a fair skin tone, and does not have any noticeable scars or markings.

Personality: Balthasar is a social, outgoing and confident person. He is always more than willing to talk to others, and tends to be the one to start the conversation - even with those that don't want to be part of a conversation. He loves to travel as well, rarely one to stay in place for more than a few months, and makes sure that he learns as much as he can about each place that he visits. He can be spontaneous, but that also means he might just wander off into danger without much of a second thought - if he decides he wants to see what happens if he just walks off the edge of the deck of the airship, someone had better hold him back. Balthasar can also be annoying and egotistical, considering himself better because of how much he has travelled and knows about the cities they are going to. He can also be quite out-of-touch, since he grew up in a rich family, so he doesn't see why people can't travel or do stuff more often, forgetting that it can be difficult to afford to do so.

Short Bio: Balthasar grew up in Volimire, in an upper-middle class family that rarely left the city. He always longed to travel, to see the rest of the country and the world, but was always discouraged from doing so. After all, he could have everything that money could buy, so what was the point? With four siblings, him being the very middle of them, it was hard to stand out and get much attention, so he had to settle with a few hobbies - playing the harp and poring over history and travel books. Eventually, at the age of 20, Balthasar packed a bag and left for adventure. His family didn't quite seem to realise he'd left for a few weeks, when he'd returned from his first outing. Seeing how happy he was with his adventure, though, his parents decided that they would help fund Balthasar's travels - and it at least got him out of the house and one less person to feed and keep track of - not that he particularly needed the extra funds, but it helped. Throughout the years, Balthasar has kept several journals, full of information about his travels and each place that he has visited.

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─── 𝐒𝐀𝐌𝐔𝐄𝐋 𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐃 ────
Samuel James Hartford • "Sam" • male • 21 • homosexual • the socialite
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height. 5'10"
weight. 141 lbs.
hair. brown, long and slightly wavy
eyes. hazel-green
fc. hugh dancy

─────── ( ❝ 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐈 '𝐌 𝐒𝐈𝐂𝐊 𝐎𝐅

𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐌𝐘 𝐉𝐔𝐃𝐆𝐄𝐒, ❞ ) ───────

⋟ Samuel is a superficially charming and spirited young man whom most would describe as 'good-hearted', albeit somewhat of a troublemaker. While he's often known to tease others, he maintains a veneer of playfulness over his behavior that allows most people to dismiss it as merely good-natured joking. Usually, it is - but not always. Despite his apparent innocence, the young man can be quite underhanded and manipulative when he wants to. He is determined, often stubborn to a fault, and willing to do just about anything to get what he wants. He's seldom one to be truly cruel, but can be quite rude and brash at times, as he is quite outspoken and isn't one to leave his opinions out of things - regardless of whether or not others really want to hear them. His greatest fault is likely his selfish nature, which causes him to be arrogant, petulant, and sometimes childishly petty. He's ambitious, independent, and free-spirited, and rarely listens to naysayers, both for better and for worse. While he is quite charismatic and knows how to play people, he has pushed most of the people in his life away (either intentionally or unintentionally) and has left himself quite lonely underneath it all. He struggles to keep friends due to his reckless and self-centered actions and his difficulty being genuine. Samuel doesn't like dealing with serious burdens (even when he should) and tends to be avoidant of his responsibilities. He would much rather maintain his carefree attitude and float through petty quarrels than deal with his real feelings - or anyone's real feelings, for that matter.

⋟ It could be said that Samuel was, as the expression goes, 'born with a silver spoon in his mouth'. Born into a wealthy family in the upper area of Volimire, Samuel seemed to have everything a young man could ever want, with his parents content to groom him into a perfect little heir. But Samuel was quick to become disillusioned with the vapid upper-class lifestyle and, as he grew older, became a prodigious troublemaker, earning more than a little bit of ire from his parents. However, Samuel never seemed to care - and still doesn't. Volunteering for this expedition is just one more act in a long line of impulsive decisions made to defy his parents, but this time the boy may have gotten himself in far over his head.

─────────────── (❝ 𝐒𝐎 𝐒𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐄𝐃 𝐎𝐅

𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘 '𝐋𝐋 𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐃, ❞ ) ──────────────

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res. relations

[Spiritstar3]

FC: Molly Quinn

main Outfit

Full Name:
Rosetta Marie Robins
Nickname:
Age:
23 years
Gender:
Female
Pronouns:
She/her
Sexuality:
Bi
Role:
The Performer
Appearance:
Pretty girl with nice lips and long lashes. She has long reddish-blonde hair and pretty turquoise eyes as well. She's a dancer, and wears a blue and dark dress with butterfly sleeves and a corset. They make her dances look...prettier, or she thinks so anyway. People always seem fascinated when she wears the butterfly sleeve dress, anyway. She has a darker blue dress with spaghetti straps and a choker, both with crosses on them. She doesn't really wear it that much... Since people like this butterfly sleeve dress better.
She also has stockings when it's cold, otherwise she'll sometimes wear tights. She has a cross/rosary from her grandma.

Personality:
Rosetta is a sweet and sensible, gentle, and silly girl. She's fun loving, can and will flirt, intelligent, and talented. She's kind, caring, usually happy, and likes to be around others. However, she can be wild, loud, is stubborn and hard headed. She doesn't like loud sounds like thunder or such...but is fine with music, and doesn't like sudden movements, fights, or war. She can seem cold if angered, is withdrawn if upset, doesn't like pain, and can be clingy when she's sick.

Short Bio:
Rosetta was born twenty three years ago to Mo and Tina Robins. She has two older siblings, a girl and a boy, and one younger brother. She got educated, and was raised with love and affection. She went into performance, learning to dance and sing. She met a group of other performers, some singers and some dancers. She took to just dancing, as one acts as her singer. She still sings in her free time, and for her family. She's now joined this group, wanting more fame or at least an adventure.

Other:
She has a cat. Her family has dogs.

[InfectedHau]

Full Name: Olivier Remington
Age: 26
Gender: Female
Pronouns: She/Her
Sexuality: Homosexual
Role: The Aviator
Appearance: Looking at Olivier, one would be hard-pressed to find a more suitable career for her. A short, lithe figure, shoulder-length hair colored a vibrant crimson and seemingly perfect for blowing in the high altitude winds, and a bright, young face that could have come straight off the cover of a novel. Her way of dressing is equally stereotypical, a brown leather bomber jacket, black fingerless gloves, khaki trousers, and black leather boots, complimented by a pair of goggles that sit perched atop her head. Her left arm is a prosthetic, and also conceals a pneumatic grapple launcher to facilitate ease of movement around the rigging. A pistol is constantly strapped to her side, opposite a cutlass, and slightly above the dagger concealed in her boot.

Personality: Olivier's attitude is as cavalier as her appearance would suggest. She's got the utmost confidence in her skills (even those she probably shouldn't), and she isn't afraid to let others know it. Her bravado has gotten her into more scrapes than she'd willingly admit, and her penchant for cheating and underhanded tactics have gotten her into even more, but her wits, reflexes, and a touch of luck have gotten her through. Most of the time. When those fail, a judicious applicaiton of shot and steel usually succeeds. When that doesn't work... well, that's why she has a clockwork arm. Her various injuries and scars have done little to temper her arrogance, and it's not as though it's entirely unwarranted. Her skills are genuinely the best in the business, just not quite as good as she thinks they are

Short Bio: Olivier grew up in the lower half, with nothing to her name but her dreams of flying. She clawed her way to the skyports by any means necessary, begging, borrowing, and more often than not stealing, working whatever odd jobs she could that would get her anywhere near the airships she loved. The job that finally landed her a berth was a smuggling job for a lower-half crime syndicate, running contraband under the noses of the port authorities. It was here that her aerobatics skills came into their own, ash she quickly established herself as one of the best pilots the underworld had to offer. After a few high-profile heists, a bit of jail time, and a rather unfortunate encounter with the people she snitched on to get out of said jail time, she was also one of the best pilots the upper half had known as well.

[TheRegularTerrarian]

Full Name: Hector Steel
Nickname: Hector
Age: 70
Gender: Male
Pronouns: He/Him/His
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Role: Officer
Appearance: See image

Personality: Hector is someone who had taken orders for most of his life while he served in the military, so he tends to listen to others rather than make his own decisions. He treats all things military with great respect, and prefers working with other people, whom he'll try to protect at all costs. He's very alert to sounds, even the quieter ones and will treat the people he isn't working with with caution unless they can prove that they're on his side.

Short Bio: Hector lived a relatively normal life. His father served in the military so his mother had to raise him solo for most of his life. However, he still looked up to his father, and the moment he could he joined the military just so he could join his father. However, one day during a battle he was shot in his right shoulder, wounding him permanently and making his right arm almost completely unusable. He was discharged from the military due to this, and after the battle he was visited in hospital by his father and what was left of his unit, which was also where he had to get his arm replaced with a mechanical arm, an invention from the renowned Dr. Emil Lazarus. Although he now had a new arm, it didn't come cheap. So ever since he had been living off of whatever money the Volimire government would give him, a portion of which he'd have to use to pay for his arm, so he had to live a relatively boring life, unable to do many things as his years wasted away. One day though, the disappearances started occurring, and though he didn't mind or keep up with them for a while, when he heard that one of his fellow soldiers had gone missing, he knew he had to take action, and immediately went to the council to see what he could do, which was where he signed up for the team. The money, of course was merely a bonus to him, as although his family could use it, he was more interested in saving his comrade from all those years ago.

[Consulting_Angel]

Both accepted so far~

[bigwig.]

sorry for the delay, but sam is finally up! I hope it's alright I swapped his role ^^' and we did discuss his age beforehand so hopefully that's still all clear as well