Post by crow616 on Jun 20, 2007 22:24:06 GMT -5
Name:
Angel Merirosvo
Age:
30
Gender:
Male
Allegiance:
Pirate by day, hustler by night.
Occupation:
Inherited his father ship, so he is expected to captain the ship.
Weapon of Choice:
He usually uses pistols, since he isn't that very skilled with swords, but he does carry around his father's cutlass
Home Town/Island:
Helsinki, Finland
Ship:
The Kuilu (Finnish for Abyss)
Appearance:
One of his main attributes is that Angel looks much younger than his age. His hair unlike any other pirate is straight and is perfectly kempt. It cascades past his shoulders to his waist in black locks. His eyes which like every Finnish person are a bright blue, and his skin is pale due to the cold conditions and climate in Finland. Angel’s attire is untouched, like his clean skin. A snow white blouse is snug around his frame, and cuffs at the wrists, the bosom part is loose and untied. A dark green sash is wrapped tightly around his waist, and on top of that is a black vest that he leaves open. His breeches are black, and are too tight for comfort, his boots ride up to his knee, completely unscratched and stain-free. Around his neck, is a silver chain with cross dangling at the end with little red rubies in the middle shaping a skull and bones. The necklace was a gift from his mother, who died after he was born.
Personality:
Egomaniac, flirtatious, lazy, spoiled, and isn’t very good at stearing the ship, or doing captain duties.
History:
Angel Merirosvo was born in Helsinki, Finland. His mother died while giving birth to him, so he was raised there until he was seven years old, which his father thought was an appropriate age to presume his future in Piracy. During his first 7 years of life, Angel was extremely spoiled with clothes, food, and anything else to fulfill a young boy’s dreams, with the expense of his father, Ville Merirosvo. Even though Angel spent most of his life at sea on the Kuilu, his selfish and egotistical nature never rubbed off from him. No matter how much Ville tried, he wasn’t able to toughen up his son. This explains for Angel’s lack of sword fighting skills, and knowledge of sailing. As soon as he hit puberty, the Finnish brute was attracting women, like flies to honey. His head inflated, and was soon obsessed with his reflection, and wooing women, and wenches – most of which were from Tortuga. At the age of 28, Angel’s father passed away, he was killed during a battle with the Royal Navy. The Kuilu won that battle, even if they lost the life of their captain. The ship was then given to Angel, despite 50% of the crew’s disapproval. Years went by, and the Kuilu had lost its reputation of being undefeated after being under Angel’s command
other:
Nothing, other than, don't be serprised if I make constant spelling mistakes while role playing. I type fast, and my head is usually not paying attention to what I'm writing. Oh, and there is rumours of Angel being a eunuch.
Roleplay Sample:
A week has passed since the crew of the Kuilu had made port in Tortuga. Angel, however, didn’t make any contact with his crew whatsoever since they got there.
“And tha’s how I go this,” Angel picked up the necklace around his neck, dangling it on his thumb. The captain had one woman under his arm, another rubbing his shoulders, and a third lying at his legs. The three Tortuga whores giggled, and caressed his chest, shoulders, and thighs.
“Wow, you are so brave, Captain Merirosvo!” The redheaded one that hung at his arm said. Angel gave her a charming smile, “Please, luv, call me Angel.” They both giggled at the same time at his charm, then the blonde one, at his shoulders, asked, “Could you show us your ship, Angel?”
“Oh, yes! Of course!” Angel stood up, helping up brunette from her spot on the bed, and led them to the docks were his ship was--- “Where’s me ship?” Angel narrowed his eyes, looking all about the dock, until he spotted it going off into the horizon. Angel gripped his hair, and creamed, “Bloody pirates!”
“Ooh, is Angel upset?” The redhead cooed, only to be swatted away by the Finnish’s hand. “Not now, wench,” she pouted, watching him storm off to another ship, and paid the captain 20 shillings to follow the Kuilu.
Several hours later, the ship had came up on the side of the Kuilu. Angel jumped onto his ship, with an angry look plastered on his face. “You,” Merirosvo pointed at one of the crew members that stepped out from under the deck. The boy’s eyes were wide with surprise, and slight fear seeing that his captain was back. “Where is the one that ‘ad this bloody idea of leavin’ yer captain behind?” The boy pointed a shaky hand towards an older pirate that was at the helm, “you sir!” Angel shouted as he stormed up to the poop deck.
“Capt’n! What—what’re you doin’ ‘ere?” The pirate asked surprised that his original captain had caught up with them. “Oh, I was here ‘ere, to y’know, enjoy the view of the sea,” Angel replied sarcastically, “I’m ‘ere to get me ship back, now get the bloody hell outta here before I make ye walk the plank!” He swatted the older pirate away from the wheel, and he quickly retreated back to deck.
Angel gave off an irritated sigh, and took control of the wheel again. Though he had no idea what heading he is making, nor did he have a compass with him to navigate. Some pirate Captain.
Recruited By: Second chance at an application
The owner posted a board in neopets.
Angel Merirosvo
Age:
30
Gender:
Male
Allegiance:
Pirate by day, hustler by night.
Occupation:
Inherited his father ship, so he is expected to captain the ship.
Weapon of Choice:
He usually uses pistols, since he isn't that very skilled with swords, but he does carry around his father's cutlass
Home Town/Island:
Helsinki, Finland
Ship:
The Kuilu (Finnish for Abyss)
Appearance:
One of his main attributes is that Angel looks much younger than his age. His hair unlike any other pirate is straight and is perfectly kempt. It cascades past his shoulders to his waist in black locks. His eyes which like every Finnish person are a bright blue, and his skin is pale due to the cold conditions and climate in Finland. Angel’s attire is untouched, like his clean skin. A snow white blouse is snug around his frame, and cuffs at the wrists, the bosom part is loose and untied. A dark green sash is wrapped tightly around his waist, and on top of that is a black vest that he leaves open. His breeches are black, and are too tight for comfort, his boots ride up to his knee, completely unscratched and stain-free. Around his neck, is a silver chain with cross dangling at the end with little red rubies in the middle shaping a skull and bones. The necklace was a gift from his mother, who died after he was born.
Personality:
Egomaniac, flirtatious, lazy, spoiled, and isn’t very good at stearing the ship, or doing captain duties.
History:
Angel Merirosvo was born in Helsinki, Finland. His mother died while giving birth to him, so he was raised there until he was seven years old, which his father thought was an appropriate age to presume his future in Piracy. During his first 7 years of life, Angel was extremely spoiled with clothes, food, and anything else to fulfill a young boy’s dreams, with the expense of his father, Ville Merirosvo. Even though Angel spent most of his life at sea on the Kuilu, his selfish and egotistical nature never rubbed off from him. No matter how much Ville tried, he wasn’t able to toughen up his son. This explains for Angel’s lack of sword fighting skills, and knowledge of sailing. As soon as he hit puberty, the Finnish brute was attracting women, like flies to honey. His head inflated, and was soon obsessed with his reflection, and wooing women, and wenches – most of which were from Tortuga. At the age of 28, Angel’s father passed away, he was killed during a battle with the Royal Navy. The Kuilu won that battle, even if they lost the life of their captain. The ship was then given to Angel, despite 50% of the crew’s disapproval. Years went by, and the Kuilu had lost its reputation of being undefeated after being under Angel’s command
other:
Nothing, other than, don't be serprised if I make constant spelling mistakes while role playing. I type fast, and my head is usually not paying attention to what I'm writing. Oh, and there is rumours of Angel being a eunuch.
Roleplay Sample:
A week has passed since the crew of the Kuilu had made port in Tortuga. Angel, however, didn’t make any contact with his crew whatsoever since they got there.
“And tha’s how I go this,” Angel picked up the necklace around his neck, dangling it on his thumb. The captain had one woman under his arm, another rubbing his shoulders, and a third lying at his legs. The three Tortuga whores giggled, and caressed his chest, shoulders, and thighs.
“Wow, you are so brave, Captain Merirosvo!” The redheaded one that hung at his arm said. Angel gave her a charming smile, “Please, luv, call me Angel.” They both giggled at the same time at his charm, then the blonde one, at his shoulders, asked, “Could you show us your ship, Angel?”
“Oh, yes! Of course!” Angel stood up, helping up brunette from her spot on the bed, and led them to the docks were his ship was--- “Where’s me ship?” Angel narrowed his eyes, looking all about the dock, until he spotted it going off into the horizon. Angel gripped his hair, and creamed, “Bloody pirates!”
“Ooh, is Angel upset?” The redhead cooed, only to be swatted away by the Finnish’s hand. “Not now, wench,” she pouted, watching him storm off to another ship, and paid the captain 20 shillings to follow the Kuilu.
Several hours later, the ship had came up on the side of the Kuilu. Angel jumped onto his ship, with an angry look plastered on his face. “You,” Merirosvo pointed at one of the crew members that stepped out from under the deck. The boy’s eyes were wide with surprise, and slight fear seeing that his captain was back. “Where is the one that ‘ad this bloody idea of leavin’ yer captain behind?” The boy pointed a shaky hand towards an older pirate that was at the helm, “you sir!” Angel shouted as he stormed up to the poop deck.
“Capt’n! What—what’re you doin’ ‘ere?” The pirate asked surprised that his original captain had caught up with them. “Oh, I was here ‘ere, to y’know, enjoy the view of the sea,” Angel replied sarcastically, “I’m ‘ere to get me ship back, now get the bloody hell outta here before I make ye walk the plank!” He swatted the older pirate away from the wheel, and he quickly retreated back to deck.
Angel gave off an irritated sigh, and took control of the wheel again. Though he had no idea what heading he is making, nor did he have a compass with him to navigate. Some pirate Captain.
Recruited By: Second chance at an application
The owner posted a board in neopets. 
