I've made several changes to names in order to fit the story better. To avoid confusion, I've listed them here:
Icarus Stoneblade = Heinrich Stenen (Icky's old name was a bit fantasyish, and I wanted to keep things a little more mundane without losing the feel of the name.)
Hughbert Sainen = Hugh McAnnon (As much as I hated to drop a cool last name like Sainen, I kept thinking 'Hugh Sain, Hugh Sain, Hussein?' Also, McAnnon sounds more Irish and it's totally a lame way to sneak 'cannon' into the gunman's name~)
Aetheston Covelis = Ethan Covalis (I felt his name should be simpler and more mundane. I also got rid of his dog... >w>)
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"All right, gents!" Lee's muddy boot crashed down onto a tavern chair, his other following suit on the adjacent table. There was a scoff from the back of the full room. "And ladies," Lee added, tipping an imaginary hat to the stony-faced redhead in the back. "Thanks to all of ye for your time! I solemnly wish I could sign on each and every one of you! Sadly," he paused for effect, "a ship can only support so many before she falls out of the sky." A wave of motion indicated that the small crowd understood. "Therefore!" the captain barked, "I've had to narrow the list down quite a bit. I'm sure you fine men -- and women -- understand, and so I'll move right along and tell you my choices!" A roar of approval.
"Starting with the bosun! Miss Rosette Beaumont, I'd be honored to have you!" A pretty young woman with fiery red hair slipped to the front of the crowd, nodding at Lee with a smile on her lips. "Welcome aboard, Rosie," Lee said, bowing slightly.
"Next," shouted Lee, "More important than the bolts holding a ship together is the shipwright who puts them there! And none better than Heinrich Stenen!" A small chattering monkey clambered up Rosette's arm and perched on her shoulder as its master stepped forward, grinning like a cat.
"Otherwise known as Ick," Rosette smiled back and scratched the monkey under its chin.
"Hugh McAnnon," called Lee, searching the room. His eyes stopped on a tall, muscular man who made his way to the front and grasped Lee's hand with a smile. "It's a pleasure to work with such a fine marksman!" Hugh bowed in feigned modesty. The grin never left his face.
"Though it's a tad different from the sort of work he's accustomed to, I'm happy to welcome Monsieur Prideaux as our cook!" The crowd displayed mixed approval when an oddly mottled man stepped forward, graciously ignoring Lee's butchering of his name. Hugh chuckled and clapped him on the back.
"Well met, Morty," he said. The two had been talking for most of the night, but Heinrich caught Prideaux wince slightly at Hugh's name for him.
"As for a doctor, Ary Lovner seems to fill the role well!" There was some confusion as Lee pointed towards a man sitting in the far corner. No one had seen the man before, but he had been quietly downing alcohol all night. He chose to remain in his seat, but did raise a bottle half-filled with sloshing liquid and give an enthusiastic roar.
"Finally," shouted Lee, quieting the room a bit. "A man who's been my mate for quite a while, in fact, so much as to be called my best mate, and so, my first mate, Mr. Bryson Corsair!" A ruddy-looking teenaged boy stepped up onto the table with a cheer, and Lee put his arm around the kid's shoulders, raising his arm and cheering along with him.
"We leave at sunrise!" Lee announced, and began to get down from the table. Bryson jumped down as well, returning to his business of trying to capture Heinrich's monkey.
A scrawny, dejected-looking boy caught Prideaux's eye. "Wait," he called out, resting his hand on the boy's shoulder. The boy looked up with something like shock in his eyes. Lee turned and looked at his new cook. Prideaux paused for a moment before saying, "I'll . . . need an assistant." The boy's eyes lit up and Lee grinned.
"All right. What's yer name, kid?"
"Ethan Covalis, sir!"
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PRIZES
Dragwolf - 50k
ShatteredDiamond - 50k
Raru - 1mil
supernovastar - 100k
Mugiwara - 1mil
Canetoadance - 50k (x2), 500k (x2)
Detneth106 - 50k
LeTainted - 500k
ERlover90 - 50k
ShaoXbaby23 - 100k, Otachie Creatu Egg
Ping - Otachie Creatu Egg
Supermonky - 100k
Headache - 50k
prinxess - 100k (x2), 50k (x2), 500k
JesslovesLuke07 - 50k
AngelDelight - did not follow guidelines and therefore did not have an official entry, 0k
If you'd like to know which characters were awarded which prizes, let me know and I'll put up a list! c: Hope everyone had fun!
Total expenses for me: 3.9mil and two Otachie eggs
Oh yes. c: I thought of Ary myself while on a car ride today. His name and looks were inspired by someone I met. Here's his "entry" if you're interested.
NAME: Ary Lovner
POSITION: Doctor
NICKNAME (if any): Lov, Ary du Vin
AGE: 29
GENDER/NATIONALITY: male/German (lives in England)
SHORT BACKGROUND: Ary is a raving drunk and has been for most of his life. He also has a gambling addiction, and one day bet more than he could back up. To keep the pirate he owed from breaking his bones, he said the first thing that came to his mind -- that he was a skilled doctor, and could work to pay off his debt. This, of course, was a lie and Ary scrambled to learn everything he could about medical care in the days before he was forced aboard the ship. Everything else, he picked up along the way.
APPEARANCE: Unkempt light sandy blonde hair, hazel-green eyes. Usually unshaven. Fond of bandanas.
RELEVANT SKILLS: Fairly skilled in medical treatment, despite having no formal training. Surprisingly good with mathematics, especially where probability is concerned. Also a decent pickpocket. Commonly uses blunt objects as weapons, but "only in self-defense".
PERSONALITY: Ary tries to maintain an upright image, but he doesn't try very hard, opting instead for a lifestyle he considers edgy. His quick thinking has gotten him out of many tight situations, but his wits have a tendency to fail him in his daily life.
OTHER: Holds his alcohol very well, and is most lucid when he's had a few.
WHY DO YOU WISH TO JOIN THIS CREW? "Gotta earn a living somehow. Wouldn't mind patching up yer bosun, neither."
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