NAME: Bryson Corsair

POSITION: First Mate

NICKNAME (if any): Bry, Bryse, whatever people yell at him

AGE: 17

GENDER/NATIONALITY: Male, English

SHORT BACKGROUND: Bryson lives in the slums of modern day London, England. His father, who always had an interest in pirates, left when he was very young. Bryse, caught in denial, believed his father went off to become a pirate.

Bryson now occupies his time by running around London stealing small things and generally causing mayhem, mostly because he doesn't know any better. He refers to himself as a "real live pirate".

His mother, overweight and dependent on alcohol and drugs, barely recognizes him as her son most of the time (he's never home and she's almost always wasted). Bryson has one "friend", a cop named William.

APPEARANCE: Thin in build and average in height. Has shortish brown hair and brown eyes. Caucasian. Has two earrings in his left ear.

RELEVANT SKILLS: He's extremely quick and agile (due to running away from people all the time), has a good sense of direction, great at setting traps/getting out of predicaments 

PERSONALITY: Extremely excitable and optimistic, lacks some moral value due to upbringing (he steals, lies), is generally good-hearted

OTHER: Usually keeps a bandana tied around his head like a headband. He speaks with a Cockney accent.

WHY DO YOU WISH TO JOIN THIS CREW? Because Bryse's dad won't pay child support. It's his dream. He doesn't need a better reason.

Character 1

NAME: Catherine Antony Cook/Antony Fulson

AGE: 23 

POSITION: Technician/Shipwright

NICKNAME (if any): Antony, Fulson

GENDER/NATIONALITY: Male, English

SHORT BACKGROUND: His father was once a very skilled shipwright, and worked on many well-known airships. He taught his first son, James, how to make repairs to ships and build parts. His wife died while giving birth to his second son, who was named Catherine in honor of his wife. However, the boy rejected the name, chosing instead to go by his middle name, Antony. Antony was hated by his father, both for refusing to wear his mother's name and for being a constant reminder of his wife. James took Antony under his wing, teaching him everything that he had learned from his father about building parts for airships. When James died shortly after Antony turned 14, his father quit his profession in favor of drowning his memories with alcohol. His father rarely called Antony anything but "Fool of a son!" and his neighbors referred to him as "the son of a fool." So, when he turned 19 and ran away from his home in search of a better life, he changed his last name to Fulson. He wandered the streets of London for nearly four years, scouring alleyways for food and finding jobs wherever he could. Shortly after he turned 23, he found Captain Braxton's search for crew members, and is currently trying to convince the Captain to give him a place on the ship.

APPEARANCE: Despite the fact that he is 23, he is often mistaken for a teenager. He has pale skin and a soft face, and his cheeks dimple when he grins. His teeth are somewhat yellow, though fairly straight. He has wide, childish, light brown eyes that look almost amber when he's excited and are framed by thick, dark lashes. His hair is shoulder length and wavy, often clumped together in tangles. It is nearly platinum blonde in color, but because his hair is usually very dirty, it appears darker. He is about 5'7 and very slim, and he is often teased for his almost womanish figure. (*cough* he has hips.) His fingers are long and slender, allowing him to handle more fragile or complicated devices.

RELEVANT SKILLS: Though he is uneducated, his brother taught him a lot about repairing airships and building parts from scratch, so he is a very talented and innovative, though inexperienced, technician. He can also fight fairly well with a sword, because he and his brother used too practice with swords.

PERSONALITY: He's very quiet and light on his feet, because his father would yell at him if he made too much noise. Despite his initial quietness, if he is brought into a conversation or with someone he is comfortable around, he is very talkative and often speaks without filtering what he says. Though his hands are quite graceful, he can be somewhat of a clutz because he gets nervous around wealthy or admirable people.

OTHER: He is slightly deaf in his left ear. He gets very embarrassed if someone calls him by his real name, Catherine, because he knows it is a girls' name. He often covers up his embarrassment by insulting, stamping away in a huff, and slamming several drawers or doors, in that order. He can read and write, but only just, and he doesn't know how to spell most words, including his name.

WHY DO YOU WISH TO JOIN THIS CREW? Antony wants to join because: 1. He wants to make a better life for himself and find a new family, which he feels he hasn't really had since his brother died; 2. He greatly admires Captain Braxton; and 3. He wants to be able to use the talent that his brother gave him.

Eh hem. He's NOT gay. I swear. Just....feminine. Really. Very...pretty? xD My first character, though I'll probably post more. EDIT: there. I fixed his age. =3

NAME: Eleanor White

AGE: Twenty-eight 

POSITION: Doctor

NICKNAME (if any): Eli

GENDER/NATIONALITY: Female / British

SHORT BACKGROUND: Eleanor White was born to an uptight British family and raised as a younger sister to the heiress of the family fortune. Even as a child she was inquisitive, bright and far too adventurous for her parents' liking. However, a fire devasted the family and left them without a male guardian and three children who needed food and clothes. Being one of the less important children (as she was the middle child with a younger brother who would need to work) she was sent to an orphanage in London. At this time she reckoned herself to be about seven or eight. Four years passed and she had yet to be adopted so the ever daring Eleanor ran away and stowed away on an airship about to leave for China. That's more or less how she became the member of a crew, beginning as a 'bilge rat' who did all the chores and miscellaneous duties on the airship, and slowly making her way up the ladder until she found her talent in healing. 

APPEARANCE: Eleanor has pale Caucasian skin and dark brown hair that she keeps brazenly short. She has a hawk-like nose, upturned lips that give her an amused air and large green eyes. She also has freckles that dot her nose and cheeks.

RELEVANT SKILLS: Skilled in the healing arts and a fair sharpshooter.

PERSONALITY: Eleanor is known to be a wonderful bundle of scathing remarks and a gentle hand. Though she does her utmost best to care for the crew and tend to their wounds she's terrible with emotions and has a short fuse when it comes to bedridden patients who won't be quiet. She's also what you could call a 'derphead'. Eleanor gets easily confused and if she doesn't try to pay attention will have absolutely no idea what's going on around her.

OTHER: Eh...she's more or less abandoned her family. She sends them checks from time to time whenever she gets paid, but that's about it.

WHY DO YOU WISH TO JOIN THIS CREW?: Eleanor at twenty-eight, has spent more than half her life aboard airships. She doesn't know any other life and feels out of place when on the ground. Generally she ship hops whenever a better post opens up on another ship. When she noticed that the SS Moriarty had an open spot she decided to try out for the placement.

NAME: Icarus Stoneblade
POSITION: Technician/Shipwright
NICKNAME (if any): Icky (Because he's usually covered in oil, grease, his own sweat, and another foul substance. Not to mention his awful breath...)
GENDER/NATIONALITY: Male/Netherlands
SHORT BACKGROUND: His father raised him around ships. He was also taught how to repair them and build contraptions to increase their speeds. With only a toy boat and some gears, Icarus was able to build the first mechanical boat in his area. However, he hated boats and would do everything possible to avoid being stuck in one. One night, Icarus' father left him alone on the boat where his supplies was stowed. His supplies just happened to be rum. Lots and lots of rum.

His father left him out there for an extended period of time. Icarus, growing thirsty very fast, opened a bottle and guzzled it down. Suddenly his distaste for boats vanished. As did practically everything else. Icarus began his life as a rampant alcoholic that night. He found that, although unorthadox and somewhat disgusting, he was able to tolerate being on a boat while under the influence and his productivity levels were exceptional.

Luckily for everyone, Icarus is a man who can hold his liquor and is pleasantly humourous to be around during that time.

APPEARANCE: Due to a number of accidents, Icarus is incabable of growing a beard or mustache. He has a full head of hair tied up all the time. His features are somewhat sharp and prominant in his face while his body leaves a rather disappointingly scrawny appearance. Not to say he isn't capable of lifting heavy machinery on his own. Icarus is also found wearing old clothing either patched with mismatched fabric or left with holes open in strange places.

Icarus is medium size, giving him no height advantage, but luckily he can climb as well as a monkey.

RELEVANT SKILLS: Able to fix boats of leaks and warped wood and capable of building speed-favouring technology for the ship and maintain it.

PERSONALITY: Humorous, hard-working, and drunken. He's a good ship mate and loyal at most times. Though he has no claim to what he does when he's under the influence.

OTHER: He also carries with him a small, tamed monkey that fetches him his tools as he works. It's said the monkey is smarter than Icarus.

WHY DO YOU WISH TO JOIN THIS CREW? "Who WOULDN'T want a talking monkey on the crew? ... wait."

Ladies and gents, we have competition. 8D And males. (This is probably a good time to mention that I do not want a crew of mostly women. >3>) There are already a couple entries that I can immediately and easily see as part of Lee's crew, and all of them look so interesting.

Keep 'em coming. >8D This is so exciting.

Oh yes, I should also put in that just because your character is the only one in its category doesn't necessarily mean it'll be chosen... ;3

Also, Mugiwara is the only one allowed to use time travel for her character because she asked first and I made a special allowance. Please ask before you use any sort of supernatural element for your character, and understand if I don't allow you to use it.

IMPORTANT

It just occurred to me that I didn't put a spot for age. D8 All entrants up until this point will be assumed to be between the ages of 23 and 38. Please edit your entry if you get a chance. I'll go and edit the form... orz

Nevermind. Sorry

NAME: Hughbert Sainen

POSITION: Gunman

NICKNAME (if any): Hugh, Sainen, Sain, 

AGE: 24

GENDER/NATIONALITY: Male, Irish

SHORT BACKGROUND: He grew up in Ireland on an isolated potato farm, where his only source of entertainment was to eradicate the barn of rats and the field of birds. He did this first by chucking rocks when he was younger, then evolving to throwing knives and guns as he got older, sharpening his skill. The only people around him while he was growing up were his grandparents, as his parents had died while he was a baby, and he found them to be rather gross-looking. As a result, he took to staring at himself in mirrors and praising himself for the flaws he didn't seem to have, such as wrinkles, and his head became overly inflated. He once went with his grandfather to a monthly market, and accidentlly wandered into a brothel, where his thirst for women began. He left home at the age of 19 to work as a gun-for-hire on various airships, and raked up a hefty sum of money in the five years he's been on his own, though he's given most of it away to various people that he meets on the street, stating that they need the money more than he does, and all he really wants is a challenge. The only things he owns to remind him of his parents are his arm guards and his leather coat, both of which are old and worn out, though he refuses to replace them.

APPEARANCE: He's got long hair that reaches just past his shoulders and sticks out messily in odd directions. It is light brownish yellow, though it can sometimes look almost green. His eyes are bright green and sparking with mischeif, though they are almost always half-closed, giving him a sleepy, bored appearence. He has a semi-permanent "Dont-even-waste-my-time-because-there's-no-way-your-worth-it" smirk on his face, which only goes away in the presence of someone he deeply respects. He wears a headband made of two thick leather straps that criss-cross around his head, holding his hair back so he's able to see. He has brown leather arm guards and wears soft brown leather boots. Over his plain white shirt, which has poofy sleeves and ties in the front (though its nearly always untied, showing most of his chest), he wears a shin-length, golden brown, soft-leather coat which is old and well worn.

RELEVANT SKILLS: Though he usually appears to be inattentive and bored, he can shoot a gun out of another person's hand before they've even finished pulling it out to shoot. He can hit a fly on a wall with a knife from more than 20 feet away, because he has excellent vision and near-perfect aim. He often boasts that he once took down three airships with one shot, though he also says no one that saw it lived to back up his claim.

PERSONALITY:Though he is really a kind-hearted person, he is overly sarcastic and a bit of a HUGE narcissist. He flirts with every woman he meets, and he says that he's never once found one that was good enough for him, so he never settles down. He is almost never serious, and the only thing that wipes the smirk off of his face is the presence of someone he respects. His jerkish attitude towards women comes not from him wanting to pursposefully hurt them, but for his desire to be with someone as beautiful as him. He often says that he wants, "Only the best of the best," though his tattered coat and his tendency to give his money away to random people on the street show that he doesn't really care about having nice things.

OTHER: Though he's extremely skilled with projectile weapons, he can't do hand-to-hand combat for crap. Also, he has an Irish accent. Because of the whole, "Raised in Ireland," thing.

WHY DO YOU WISH TO JOIN THIS CREW? Sain's always looking for a challenge(and for beautiful women, which seem to be attracted to Captain Braxton's airship) and he believes working on the Morrie can give him one.

Oh yeah! <333 finally done! 8D

SoulyTer: What's his favorite food, Caney? 8D
Canetoadance: Anything but potatoes. xD

Oh god. xD This is so fun.

homan >.> now she won't work cause she's underage XD

I put heerrr in Mugi's time machina, she will now work =D 

NAME: Alfred Paca
POSITION: Figurehead
NICKNAME (if any): Al Paca, Al
AGE: 47
GENDER/NATIONALITY: Venezuelan
SHORT BACKGROUND: He is a figurehead, he like it.
APPEARANCE: Balding, beer belly, he likes to wear tight shirts and pants. He has a lucky handkerchief for when the waves splash on him and he can wipe his face and stuff. It is also lucky. He is secretly a transformer and he is originally a yellow Mazda. They haven’t been invented yet but when that dude who owns mazda made his first mazda he saw Al and thought he was beautiful (yes, he did live that long but now he is dead). He is a Autobot. He sometimes brings his kitten on the front of the boat and stuff and it’s cute and purs and stiuff and is really cute.
RELEVANT SKILLS: Looking beautiful
PERSONALITY: Good, bagus.
OTHER: No
WHY DO YOU WISH TO JOIN THIS CREW?’

Not me, Al wants to.

I drew a picture

NAME: Alexandria Andropov
POSITION: Bosun/Watchstander
NICKNAME (if any): Xan, Alex
AGE: 26
GENDER/NATIONALITY: Female, Russian
SHORT BACKGROUND: Xan left her family when she was 18 to travel abroad. She had always wanted to see the world and have a taste of adventure. Her family was reluctant on her leaving, but she was of age and left anyways. She has no further contact with her family as they stopped writing back to her. Xan refuses to believe something happened to them and thinks they just stopped talking to her.
APPEARANCE: A tall, thin woman with slightly tan skin. Her hair is light brown, and she has dyed some strands purple. Her hair reaches alittle belo her shoulder, and grows decently fast. Sometimes she fish-tail braids it. She has a tattoo of a dragon on her left arm.
RELEVANT SKILLS: Ambidexterous, allowing her to wield a sword or gun in either hand. She is not very good with knifes or other short weapons, preferring to fight from afar.
PERSONALITY: Xan is very naive and often gets herself into bad situations as a result. She has learned ways to get out of these situations, but she hasn't quite learned to be less trusting. Her temper is not short at all, ad she has great patience for others. Xan can keep a levelhead quite easily in tense situations.
OTHER: She doesn't have a thick Russian accent but sometimes she will imitate one to humor others.
She could be a navigator if that is needed more, since she did travel for a while.
WHY DO YOU WISH TO JOIN THIS CREW? "To see the world from a new height! And travel to the places I didn't get to see while I was abroad~ It'll be so much fun! :D"

sorry for any typos, my keyboard is being a buttmunch