Post by Esmeralda on Dec 8, 2010 20:28:04 GMT -5
Quote from Character: "All that talk of greatness, light coming off my sails... What a joke."
Name: Jim Hawkins
Age:23
Height:6'2''
Weight:190
Physical Appearance: Very muscular, Jim has been sailing long enough that he has the lean strong build of a very active sailor. He is very handsome, and has hair that is long enough to pull into a ponytail at the base of his neck but no loner.
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Personality: Jim is too curious for his own good, a little full of himself, and kind (most of the time)
History(give a brief description of your character's life up to this point): Jim grew up to be a rotten teenager, craving adventure and getting into trouble looking for it. He left on the voyage that would turn his life around, promising his mother that he would be back and leaving her to look after their inn. When he left, he had his famous adventure of the lost treasure planet, and then he came back to his mother. When he got there, he lived a normal life for a while he decided to try out something new: a time machine. He traveled to the past with his ship and Mort--or the present day Disneyland, where he met Esmerelda after she had been transported to the future by Doctor Facillier. She was broken up after she and that soldier had parted ways, and they became fast friends, and faster lovers. Jim liked the past-- and Esmerelda-- so much that he decided to stay; for a while at least. and his time machine lay in wait.
Allies:Esmerelda and the gypsies, most of the residents of Disneyland and most of the residents of the future
Enemies: the pirates(most of them) facillier(sorry i dont no how to spell his name)
Love Interest(s): Esmerelda
Sample Post(In character, at least two paragraphs): (OOC: this is in the future quite a bit)Jim shimmied up the rigging, keeping an eye out for rotting or damage to the ship that might have been done. When he was finished, he looked down at Esmerelda and gave her the thumbs up. She turned on her heel and headed back into the lower decks to bring up the lunch they had made together. Jim glanced at Mort on his shoulder and rubbed the little guy on the head, making him purr. He looked out into space, breathing in the strange scent that one only smells aboard an air ship. He climbed down to meet Esmerelda as she finished the stairs leading to the deck. He ran over to grab the plate from her and put an arm around her to lead her to the middle of the deck, where he had a blanket laid out. She raised an eyebrow at him.
"Really, Jim. If I needed your help, I would ask for it. You fought me all the way onto this ship, and I am done fighting. I am in perfect health." Jim widened his eyes to look at her pleadingly.
"And I still think it was the wrong decision to bring you onto this ship. What about the--" Esme cut him off with a sharp glare.
"Our baby will be fine. Besides," she added on casually, "our girl will never be adventurous if you don't let her see space." Jim coughed.
"Did you just say... WE'RE HAVING A GIRL? WHA-- HOW-- HOW DO YOU KNOW?" She looked at him fondly. She hoped that since Zephyr was 6 he would be excited to be getting a little sister, and she hoped he was ok with staying with the gypsies while she was with Jim-- of course he was ok. he was a gypsy. She leaned in and looked Jim in the eye.
"I have my ways. Did you know that I am a gypsy?"