forum Space Steampunk!!!! (Closed 4/4)

Started August 31, 2019 by @Shadow_Knight group

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Yup I know

I can try to start! Are we all on the same ship? Should I come up with a reason that we're all on the same ship or is there a specified reason?

Also side note; I've never RPed in this setting before so if I say or do anything wrong let me know ahah, fortunately I have seen Treasure Planet so I have an idea of a few things.

That's fine! And I was planning for the ship to be docked and getting supplies or raiding another ship. Surprise us!

I can't wait to start!!!!

Neither can I!!!

I think we're all waiting for @AloeVera to start

Delila pulled down her hat to cover her eye as she shuffled through the crowd. She looked around for another ship to hide out on. She couldn't stay in one place long. As she scanned the port she spotted a nice looking ship with large weaponry. She looked over it before slipping onto the ship. Lucky for her, there wasn't any crew aboard. She looked around before adjusting her jacket and heading below deck to find a place to hide. Something she didn't notice is the Jolly Rodger flag flapping in the wind.

Zavace was on his way back to the ship when he was stopped by an official.
"Papers, Sha'liss." The official barked.
Zavace pulled out his papers, handing them to the official.
The official looked over them, frowning, then finally handed them back to him. "You may continue."

Charlotte had a noticeable spring in her step as she looked around the bustling port. She was this close to freedom. Despite her apparel fitting in perfectly, her overexcited disposition did not. Her eyes darted everywhere looking for the perfect ship when she spotted a rather attractive young man. ”Hey there, sailor.” she purred, walking right up to him, ”Wanna show a lady a good time?” she winked, draping her arms around his shoulders.

( I'M SO VERY SORRY I TEMPORARILY DIED AND DIDN'T GO THROUGH WITH STARTING THE RP AND I REALLY WANNA APOLOGIZE TO Y'ALL FOR MAKING YOU WAIT LIKE THAT. I really do feel terrible for that and I hope I can be wayyy more consistent and active with y'all :') )

"Ma'am, I'm sorry, I can't help you, I must be on my way."
Yaver holds back her disappointed expression as she leaves the stranger with a smile. "That's fine, thank you!" She calls out as they walk away. Yaver looks around, trying to muster up the courage to ask someone else.
"Excuse me, could you maybe point me in the right direction? I'm looking for a ship, I think the captain is…uh Mr. Dirk? I don't remember, but I think I'm late and I'm worried they left without me which sucks because I can't go back home withou-"
"I'm going to stop you right there, ma'am. The ship you're looking for has already departed."
Yaver huffs, but thanks the stranger anyway. Well, what do I do now? She worried, eyeing another the other boats. Maybe she could find a ride on another ship and pretend like she went on the right boat. She wandered around the dock, watching a few people board a ship, she slipped into the crowd and blended in, barely noticed by anyone.

Zav stared at the young woman with her arm around his shoulders, and raised an eyebrow. "Yeah, why not. You got a room?" He replied. He knew exactly what she was trying to do. He wasn't going to let her con her way onto the ship, but he wasn't going to pass up a good time, either. Long as she didn't want him to shapeshift into something really weird to accomplish it. He preferred to stay humanoid.

Charlotte hummed, batting her eyelashes at him. ”I can get one… but I’ll need something from you…” she brushed her lips against his cheek, not quite kissing yet. She ran her fingers through his hair as her tail slowly ran up his spine. ”And I'm not talking about money here, sailor.” She smirked devilishly.

Yaver grinned, taking a seat on a barrel in the lower deck. She swung her bag onto her lap before opening it to check her items. Luckily, everything was still intact. She heaved a sigh of relief and opened her spellbook, re-reading over the list of ingredients she needed to collect on the trip. Hopefully wherever this ship was going, she could find the reagents.
Before she got very far in the book, she felt another presence. The presence of someone who also wasn't given permission to board this ship. She froze, her eyes scanning the room, wondering if there really was someone here, or if she was just paranoid.

"Mm, and what are you going to need?" He asked, looking down at her and raising his eyebrows slightly. "If you want me to shapeshift into tentacles or some shit like that, I'm out." He warned. "I don't do that. Ever." He stiffened slightly as he felt her tail brush up his spine.

She raised a brow in surprise at his comment about shapeshifting. ”That would make you a Sha'liss then? I wasn't expecting that… But don't worry that’s not what I had in mind.” Charlotte reassured, pressing herself against him, giving him ample view of her assets. ”What I am asking for is actually very simple, Captain. If you say yes, I promise you won't regret it. If you say no, however…” She smirked pulling away slightly.

He gestured to the golden rings in his eyes. "Yes, Sha'liss." He replied. He cleared his throat slightly, eyes dipping down for a moment, then back to her face as a light smirk darted across his features. "Oh? And what would this very simple thing be? And can I have a name to call you?" He replied, looking at her.

”You can call me Charlotte if you like. And may I ask what your name is, Captain?” She winked beginning to circle him, keeping her tail and fingers trailing against him. ”All I'm asking for is a little ride on your magnificent vessel. To the next port, next system… the other side of the Galaxy, if you’d like. I'm not picky about where you drop me off. You’ll find I can be very handy just about anywhere you need me.” she purred.

Yaver wanted to ignore the strange feeling that someone else was in the room, but her curiosity got the better of her. She stood up in a huff, taking a few steps around the room before looking behind this and that. Just before she was going to give up, she caught the eye of someone, and she nearly jumped. She didn't want to be invasive, but she took a curious step closer as she leaned her head forward. Yaver spoke with a soft, but low pitched voice.
"Are you a stow-away too?"

He nodded. "Alright, Charlotte, then." He thought for a moment. "I'm not sure I can take on a passenger. My ship doesn't have much room for passengers." In truth, he needed a damned crew. He had the ship, but needed more than just himself to run it.