Bongo swore as the Pirate lunged for him. He launched himself backwards with a kick, filling the air with paper and ink. The Pirate snarled, swinging widely. Barrel-clad fists grazed Bongo, sending a sharp line of pain along his jaw. Reeling back in his chair, he lashed out, bootheel striking...
Dr Bongo Yeats
Location: The Leaking Seagull
Mentions:
Eyes locked on the window, Yeats' finger slid across the page, oil soaking into the treated paper. Seconds ticked away, slowly turning to minutes as the patient began to stir. His motions were slight at first, the barest twitch as...
...motions to discretely rifle through the man's pockets. He slid a cheap wallet from an inside pocket, slipping it into an offcut of bandage that he *discarded* in his bag.
As he finished the last stitch, a handful of figures stumbling out, the door opened. Snapping his fingers, Yeats...
Dr Bongo Yeats
What do you mean you only wanted me to put a cast on it? But now his leg has a machine gun.
Personal Information
Alias
Surgical Swordsman - Marine Poster
The Luantic who cut off my LEG!!!- Unknown
Home Island: Karakuri Island
Know as Future County, the island of Karakuri is...
Raleigh Goose
Mentioning: @Lord Moldoma
Location: Ships waist, Starboard side
Mood: Philosophical
"So, like, if you eat cheese someone else makes, right" Goose looked up from her tangle of gears and wiring, gesturing with her own hardtack. "Does that count as cannibalism? What with you...
Draft - I will update as time allows
Raleigh Goose
Character Name: Raleigh Goose
Position: Shipwright
Age: 19
Sex: Female
Race: Human
Appearance:
- Short
- Slim
- Cocky Posture/Expression
- Oversized mechanical arms
- Constant minor cuts/bruises
Backstory:
- Lost parents and twin during...
Full Name: Bruce Robert Smith
Course & Year: 1st Year - Library Science
Role: International Student
Age: 19
Sex: Male
Residence: Baudelaire College Dormitory, funded by his mysterious benefactor
Birthplace: Perth, Australia
Physical Description:
6' 2" with a shock of messy blond...
Braddock hauled himself to his hooves, staring up through the hole in the deck at the ring of faces. *Five hundred gold pieces for a few boards?* The centaur did some quick mental arithmetic, comparing the price to his expenses at home. *That's barely the price of a bottle of wine. Clearly, our...