I brought in quite a few guest judges to help with the selection and we have decided on a winner!
because there was two forms that stood out from the rest, there will be a custom lined RU to this rpw thats just as much as a ghost as this pirate is.
First off I would like to give an honorable mention to Cynefin and Nice Dipper.
Cynefin, I loved the character backstory however you never seemed to go into depth with the actual personality or even their life before working on a ship...I love the character however and hope to see their concept reused in hopefully another character.
Nice Dipper, Your form seemed a bit unfinished, however, I did enjoy reading what you had of it.
Now for the ru....choose between these two forms was hard however the ru thats offered will be going to Nodell
I really loved your form but it was a tie between you and the other form...if you want the ru please say so <3
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Dissimulodeerling. wrote:Hi, my name is Dissimulodeerling, I thought I would do this form a bit so that the form is more based off of his story and character development. I saw this guy and I really adore him. I know it has taken me a long time to get off of my butt and finally work hard on my form but I'm doing it. Nothing feels worse than not finishing something you've started, as Captain ScarTail well knows. Anyway, thanks for this beautiful opportunity Zuppe, you make such amazing designs.
This form is a bit like a journal and memories and the way he talks sometimes might be a bit patchy, because I figure reading what he wrote about his life in life probably helps him remember and dwell on what he was more than what he is.
I hope you enjoy reading as much as I enjoyed writing. <3right click here, click open in a new tab and listen.
Arr, ye landlubbers be thinkin' that them legends 'bout pirates an' gold doubloons be false? ther's where y'd be wrong mate, they've been around for centuries.?? wrote:Ye may think it be easy,
floatin' through yonder walls.
Being transparent, ye know nothing at all.
In life ye can feel and
Ye can eat, Enjoy pleasures ye landlubbers
be so keen to, while I be feelin' nothing.
Ye still think it be fun, the things I can do?
a pirate I be, I still sail the sea, but woe-
oh woeful it be. I cannot feed on feasts galore,
They taste like ashes and war.
nor feel the treasure of a great plunder.
the gold falls through my fingers,
feeling dark and empty.
But what gets me most be just this, I cannot
remember who 'twas me. I'm a soul,
wandering lost out at sea.When I started in me life, me name was Lawrence, Lawrence Fate.
That's all I remember thanks to a journal I kept in life.July 11th 1670
My journey to independence starts here. Sharkfin cove Inn, where I'm trying to get the attention of a beautiful wolf employed by the Inn I have chosen to stay at.I called a beautiful wolf over to bring me a drink, thought I'd be playful and try to make the accent around here. Since I sounded much like an outsider.
The lovely white wolf scoffed and walked over to me before leaning against the table and smiling smugly, it was a heavy angry smile. "Ye be tryin' t'mock me mate?" she'd asked. I was shocked and had a hard time finding the right words. She certainly was beautiful, I couldn't help but stare at her in her glory.
The Woman rolled her eyes and set her drink on my table. She called me foolish for sweet talking her, but I almost didn't care. Until she mentioned pirates. The thought of pirates made me nervous. I apologized and she raised her brow before moving her hair from her forehead. She was the most beautiful wolf I'd ever seen. She said something about sharkfin Cove as she set my bread on the table, but I wasn't quite hearing right. Until she slammed her hand on the table.
I was quite surprised. I had started to apologize but she interrupted me.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~flashback wrote:"I know well what you meant Mate. But I can assure you, I am not interested in a cowardly little cabin boy." she laughed as the rest in the room joined her and I felt quite disappointed and foolish. "Sorry, I suppose I was under the wrong impression."~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
She made fun of me and broke my heart all at the same time.
Of course, I forgot. No one is interested in a mere cabin boy. That's why I decided to come here. So I could become more than a cabin boy.
"There ought to be a good many folks searching for an eager apprentice." . At least I hope there will be. With that thought in my mind, I think it's time I go to sleep.July 12th 1670.
[i]in the morning, I awoke with face of a grey wolf with walrus tusks to mine, I was startled and overreacted at first. I yelped and fell out of my bed. "What's this I hear about the crew leaving you behind because you want to be your own captain?!" She demanded. Goodness Gracious, Ranewen just loves yelling at me doesn't she? She had given me quite the fright. Right now she is yelling at me about abandoning the voyage... oh, and glaring at me as I write.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Flashback wrote:"Goodness Gracious Ranewen, what are you doing here?!" he gasped.
Ranewen frowned and sighed shaking her head. "I came looking for you Lawrence, you wouldn't last a week out here on your own and you know it. I followed you on your Voyage knowing you'd get some loony idea to let your crew sail off without you.with that she hit him on the head with a broomstick, and the pain of it flashed in his memory. "oww, what in Davy Jones' name was that for?!" he sighed and rubbed my head before glaring at the woman. "That was for worrying me, She replied crossly, "You know I promised your poor mother I would take care of you and see to it you don't do anything stupid, and you need to make a living." "You can't tell me what to do." I pouted and she frowned, then slowly smiled. "Until you can take care of yourself, I can tell you whatever I darn well please, Lawrence."~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I asked Ranewen about whether she had any copper, but she scolded me.
because unfortunately, I had spent all of my money last night on food and drink. As well as my room.
The woman before me growled a bit, but it didn't sound too threatening, she demanded that I wouldn't be taking her copper off her, so it would be best I get a job at the Inn and earn room and board.
It had never occurred to me to start working at the pub and Inn the girl I'd set eyes on worked at. I decided it is pointless to argue. So I'll go straight to the innkeeper and get this job.
Turns out, I got entirely the wrong idea. The girl I met this morning isn't employed by the innkeeper. She is his daughter. Eilenora. I guess it was good I apologized. Or I might not be getting this job.
Eilinora laughed and made fun of me for trying to talk like her.. But boy, does she have the most beautiful laugh, I apologized formally and well, She told her father I would make good entertainment for the pirates, After all. I did look like a shark and a wolf mixed. Perfect entertainment for sharkfin cove.
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flashback wrote:"Done talkin' like you think y'r from around here Laddie?" I blushed and rubbed my neck. "My..apologies." I said as formally as I knew how.. "Ma'm. I was wondering if you would allow a humble cabin boy to...get work for food and board?" she looked a bit surprised and crossed her arms, boy she must have thought me pretty pathetic. "it's Eilinora." she corrected me. "and go ahead do what you will." she shrugged. "the pirates do need entertainment from sorry pathetic boys like you." She did think I was pathetic, I felt like I was in a slump until she snorted and smirked whistling. "Hey, get this boy an apron and start him up servin' drinks!" she called to one of the other employees.=~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~July 15th 1670
It's been 4 days since I arrived here in Sharkfin Cove, and 3 since I've been employed at sharkfin Inn. I
eventually got tired of listening to the jokes pirates told me about my tail. Especially when I brought them sharkfin soup, see. This is place is called 'Sharkfin Cove." because of how many sharks there are. They're famous for their soup. It's much more interesting to sit and listen to the pirates tell stories of their travels. They told interesting stories, but none quite as interesting as the stories told by the mysterious patron in the corner. He rarely joined in the stories, but when he did, he spoke of a man who was about my age named Clarence Vibrato. A man who regretted being a fool. I could sit and listen to him talk for hours if I didn't have to work. Unfortunately, today wasn't a good day for working, many of the pirates didn't care about how I felt, so soon I was hiding in the corner. Our mysterious customer looked at me and spoke to me a few minutes ago after hearing me mutter about giving the pirates a piece of my mind. "you really want to bother a pirate?" Of all the things for him to say and this is what he tells me? of course I don't want to bother a pirate. The man told me that pirates have strange weapons often mistaken to be myth..what are they?
He chuckled just now..does he find it funny watching me write this? I think it is time that I do not write anymore for now.... oh Heavens, he's talking about the war.
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flashback wrote:The wolf thought for a moment then nodded while speaking to Lawrence. "Get me one of your finest drinks, boy." he nodded to him. "do you even have enough to pay for that?" I argued, the man simply smiled at me and nodded. So I did as he requested and to my surprise when I came back, he handed me a small bag of gold. "Keep it for your keep and pay the 20 to your inkeeper." he winked a bit and looked around. "you say this is a safe haven for sailors, but you aren't one, are you?"~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The man in the corner, he doesn't seem like any wolf I've ever met. He gave me a bag full of gold. Then said I am not a Sailor. I am a Sailor, I thought I was at least. The mysterious wolf disappeared into the crowd before I could correct his wrong assumption, unfortunately.What did it mean? if only he could remember farther than that. "Curse my inability to turn to the next page" The Ghost captain Scartail swore to himself attempting over and over to flip the page of his old journal, but try as he might, his ghostly fingers went right through it.
The Ghostly pirate captained moaned sadly and slowly floated away to glance through his spyglass, a ship was coming. He moaned again and let a fog cover his ship. it wasn't worth being seen by mortals, though he didn't have sense enough to know.
It appeared to be a royal vessel...how many years had it been since he'd been a part of the living? he blinked his empty eyes and looked at the faded dates on his own journal, he could not tell. The dates went back to probably over a hundred years ago; but Lawrence didn't know today's date.
In fact, Lawrence was lucky enough to even know his old name, there was a fair amount of Ghosts that would forget after time periods as long as he had been gone, but never was Lawrence truly gone, no matter what, he couldn't help but feel he left something undone, he needed to finish something and it filled him with sorrow.
Little did Captain Scartail know, his soul was trapped inside an unusual gem. There was such a thing as soul gems, but they were quite rare, the one that held captain Scartail however, was really incredibly unique, because it held him for nearly a hundred years and could likely hold his soul trapped for a hundred more.
In a great distance from where Lawrence stood on the deck of his ship, there was something else. Two purple orbs staring into the fog. "I've found you at last." a wolf smiled with much desire in her eyes. She had found one of the rarest treasures, one she had been searching for for a long time. For a while, she had almost began to think the legends weren't true, of a soul gem more powerful than any other. She had to have it, no matter what happened. Arzu desired it, so it would be hers.During life, especially the early
stages when Lawrence was younger.
He was very rash. Lawrence Fate,
had a tendency to make decisions and dive in head
first without knowing what he was getting to.
In mild situations, it ended in embarrassment,
but later; Perhaps his rash behavior
could've been the cause of his death.After Death,
Captain scartale has found many regrets.
he wishes to fully recover his memory,
and perhaps someday, either rest in peace,
or bring himself back to life to do it overShort personality.
in life Lawrence was a very shy lad seeking adventure. He loved to discover new things and dreamed of being the captain of a real ship to win the heart of his fair employer Eilinora at the Sharkfin Cove Inn. After departure, now dubbed Captain ScarTail, Lawrence desperately seeks to read through a journal he had during life. Sadly, a Ghost cannot physically turn pages, So Lawrence is stuck knowing very little about his past. He can seem frightening and grouchy if you were to meet him in person, but if he could find a way to touch another wolf or feel again, he would. As a ghost Sharkfin is really quite affectionate and enjoys small beautiful things that he can see when he is able to let his fog clear.
Arzu cheered in her mind to herself, soon she would have one of the greatest treasures she'd long since heard of. A soul stone that resided on a Ghost ship sailing through here, Finally she had spotted the ship she'd long since searched for and felt like she was about to claim her treasure. But in the instant that she saw the ship, it vanished. "Curses!" she growled to herself.
Captain Scartail had seen a ship and managed to direct his Ghostly ship away from sight before he looked at his book again...if only he could turn the page. He looked away mournfully when suddenly he heard a soft rattling from the book, The wind blew the pages a little and slowly he floated over to look....The next chapter of his life had opened up to him. "I can figure it out more." he said brushing his cold fingers over the page, though he couldn't feel it, his fingers went right through it even. "I can remember." he softened as the bit of delight hit him, the first he'd felt in years. Slowly he turned his focus to the first page of what had opened up to him.August 15th 1670.It has been five weeks since I first started my job at the inn. Eilinora has been much kinder to me than she used to be, though she is still far out of my league, I might as well give up. Except I still really care about her. The more I watch her, the more I speak to her, the more I wish I could make her mine. Oh, Eilinora. During the last two weeks I've learned swordplay from some guards that think I could be a good defense to the inn while they're away doing Royal business. How great is it to know someone thinks highly of me of all wolves? Wait a minute... something is happening, wh-
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Flashback wrote:Lawrence heard the slam of glass shattering and looked up from his writing just in time to see a pirate backing Lady Eilinora to the wall. "Y-you there Stop!" he stuttered after grabbing a sword from a nearby patron. The man turned and raised a brow before he burst out laughing and dropped Eilenora to the floor. "Look at this, the cabin boy wants to challenge the captain to a duel. Ain't that cute boys?" the men around the bar laughed and Lawrence tightened his grip on the sword. "Get out of here, you don't belong in this pub." with that the man stopped laughing. "I'm not the one who doesn't belong here mate." he pulled out a long stick with a handle on it and fired next to him, there was a huge explosion and behind me a barrel had burst... 'Those must be the weapons that the man in the corner warned me about.' Lawrence thought to himself before looking around, Eilinora stared at him with shock. 'I can't just leave Eilinora...even if I die.' "I know you're no master swordsman son." the pirate grinned, boy, were his teeth rotten. "I'm not your right.." I sighed and lowered my sword, seeming confident that Lawrence had given up, the pirate captain put his gun away and turned around, starting to speak but his speech was cut short with silence. "No one harms lady Eilinora." Lawrence shook a little pale before dropping his sword and looking at Eilinora. "L-Lawrence." she jumped up and hugged onto him, the rest of the pirates around stared shocked, should they attack? they thought about it, but hearing a commotion, the royal guards came in. It was over.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~August 17th 1670.
It has been two days since I finished the pirate captain Crackedtooth. I must admit I am still pretty shaken. But I did finally get Eilinora's attention, she tells me she holds me in a much higher respect which I'm glad of. I miss my hometown but I am very glad I am here. I should probably listen to Eilinora more what she has to say but right now all I can do is stare at her beautiful lips and eyes as she speaks to me. ~~~ Oh dear. She just read over my shoulder and hit me over with her serving tray. I suppose I am going to have to apologize.September 7th 1670.
It has been a while since I have written in my journal, but that is simply because Eilinora has been working me quite hard these last three weeks. I do not mind it at all, however. I really enjoy Lady Eilinora's company; in taking a break from my journal, I have learned much in being a sailor and a swordsmen. In a few days, I will start my first voyage as the captain of my own crew.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Flashback wrote:Lawrence sat writing in his journal for the first time in 3 weeks. Eilinora blinked and hovered nearby, watching him for a moment before frowning. "Are you writing in that silly book again, Lawrence?" He smiled and blushed a little. She'd caught him again. "it's a captain's log, Eilinora, I'm going to need it when I start my voyage in a few days." Eilinora frowned. "Lawrence, Why do you want to sail so badly? you'll get killed out there." He smiled and chuckled a little. I won't get killed.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Captain Scartail wrote:
Eilinora.
Oh how I longed to see her again.
As I remembered, moister-less tears fell-
from my now empty eyes.
Though it no-longer beats,
I could feel my heart break for my love.
Oh how I remembered her.
My wishes of settling down and marrying her.
What a fool I was for not staying.
My sweet Eilinora.
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Dissimulodeerling.
Lawrence Fate As Captain ScarTail.
Vibrato.AsThe Mysterious Patron.
Ranewen. As Lawrence's caretaker.
Character rights belong to Ravendarus.
Arzu As Herself.
Character rights belong to Ravendarus.
Eilinora As The Lovely Inn Keeper.
None-existent character, purely fictional for story.
No wolves or Ghosts were harmed in the making of this preview.
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DISSIMULODEERLING!
I loved your backstory and the character you placed into your form. Me as well as the guest judges thought it really was a job well done so I congratulate you!
