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Name: Jacquotte "Jacky" Gabor

Race: Human

Gender: Female

Age: 23

Appearance:

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Jacky looks like the above, the differences include less tattoos on the arms. She tends to wear clothes that look alike in style but never really differ too much. You wont be seeing her in any bright pink or yellow, but red seems to be a favorite color of her's.

Personality: Even from birth she was a bit unruly. She favors twisting people the wrong way and making them angry or uncomfortable, what the internet would call a troll. She tends to pull an innocent front around the important people, such as police or even captains, and has a habit of lying in bad situations.
Knives tend to be Jacky's favored weapon, since swords seem to be too easy to knock out of her hand. She likes concealing them and appearing unarmed, so anybody who might try to attack her would have a lower guard.

History:
As with every child, Jacky lived with her parents. Her father was a fisherman and her mother often helped in fishing. Her father would often take Jacky onto those fishing trips, even though she wasn't interested in it. Her father soon hired an assistant to help him out in fishing due to his daughter's refusal to help.

The hired employee was a rookie and a fool, as they had steered the ship right into a storm and gotten the two lost. They sailed for days, and it wasn't long before the idiot rookie had steered them right into another vicious storm, this time resulting in throwing Jacky and some cargo overboard.

Jacky ended up washed up on an island with a rather busy port, and was picked up by a homeless group of kids. They taught her about stealing, she managed to achieve the leader's favor, and had the honor of wielding the only knife the group had managed to steal.

It had been quite a while before the group was disbanded, someone being caught and ratting out on their hideout. Jacky managed to escape along with a few others, but she had separated herself from them, knowing the group didn't quite favor her.

She stowed away on the first ship she found, and ended up being caught. The captain of the ship decided she would work for them, and one of the passenger of the ship took a liking to her, and began to teach her more about knives. Although Jacky didn't quite favor working in such an unexciting life, she was quite interested in the teachings the passenger had to offer.

As if this girl brought misfortune with her, the ship she stayed on was raided by pirates. Jacky managed to convince the captain to spare her and later on to let her join the crew, and spent a few years in their crew, taking a liking to the life style. She spent her life as a pirate up until just a year ago her captain was caught, just like the leader of that small gang, and she evaded capture once more.

She now resides in a doc, often visiting a pub and earning cash through gambles in games such as darts against drunken idiots that would bet all of their money that they could beat her. She has gained quite a reputation at the pub through doing so.

Deepest Desire: to find a deepest desire wealth

Name: Trina Venetia

Race: Neko

Gender: Female

Age: 24

Appearance:

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Personality: Mischievous, sweet(on the inside), active, helpful(sometimes), temperamental, curious, nonchalant, dark humored

History: Trina is what many would call a street rat. Or street 'cat' as she prefers. She has been living on the streets as far as she remembers, having to fend for herself and learn how to talk her way out of situations. Humans were the worst towards her, always wanting to beat her or treat her less than them just because she is a neko.

When she heard the rumor of a crew being wanted, she immediately went to join as she was already wanted for theft. She is now using this trip to get out of trouble, but also to get her deepest desires filled.

Deepest Desire: Love and to be human

Name: Alucard Black

Race: Incubus

Gender: Male

Age: 29

Appearance:

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Personality: Mischievous, laid back, smartass, perverted, loner, kleptomatic

History: Alucard, like most incubi, has spent his entire life luring in women and abandoning them when he became bored of them. This usually only taking one night. He's grown up as the son of a well known theif, having learned many tricks of the trade to being a theif.

There were rumors he heard from his... lady friends though, that there was an expedition in need of a crew to a land where ones deepest desires would be fulfilled. He took time to think on this, as this likely meant there would be nothing but men on a ship.

To his luck though, perhaps there would be a few women aboard. Even if he had to sneak them on.

Deepest Desire: Fortune and women

Name: Natasha Moss
Race: Human
Gender: Female
Age: 23

Appearance:
Personality: Quite the extrovert, Natasha is outgoing and confident, sometimes to the point of cockiness. very intelligent, Natasha recognises herself as such and tends to make that fact known to everyone else in the vicinity. Despite this, Nat likes to socialise and attempts to make herself as approachable as possible, being friendly to others if a little overbearing at times. Despite her cockiness, she will listen to the problems of anyone and values her friends and shipmates, not caring for divisions between races and viewing all as equal. Loyal to the core, Natasha will never abandon a friend or comrade and would likely take it very personally if someone were to betray or abandon her. Despite this, Natasha has never actually had any true friends of her own.

History:
Natasha was born out of wedlock, her father an incredibly wealthy man who had a month long fling with her mother, a common woman who worked as a barmaid. Natasha's father refused to publicly acknowledge Nat as his own daughter, not wanting to bring shame upon his upper class family, despite Nat's mother's protests as to who Natasha's father was. Though he would often send money to support her, Natasha could never forgive him for the pain that the man put her mother through after she'd found out that he was married to someone else. In the earlier years of Nat's life, he had visited often, frequently apologising, but still he refused to acknowledge Natasha and amend her mother's reputation. As the years went by he visited less and less, but Natasha's hatred for the man remained as strong as ever.

As Natasha was growing up, she found that she didn't have many friends as no one wanted to be associated with her or her family, due to them being marked as liars and portrayed almost like criminals by the people in the area. The few friends she did make hardly lasted due to the distaste of the youngsters' parents.

Years later, Natasha's mother was married to a boat mechanic who became the father figure in Nat's life. Trying to get along with him, Natasha took great interest in the boats he fixed and found that she rather enjoyed sailing. She learned a lot from him about how boats worked; how to repair them and how to sail them. She became rather adept at tinkering with mechanics and in her late teens decided that she wanted to sail the world to discover herself. With her father in law's help and her mother's permission, Natasha began to train herself to use different weapons; guns, swords, knives. She figured whatever ship she could get herself on, it might not be your normal fishing boat and that she should be prepared for anything.
Growing up, Natasha became quite the social butterfly, becoming well known in pubs and the more common areas of Stormbrooke for her outgoing personality. Despite this she still doesn't have anyone she would truly call a friend, just people she gets along with. Friends after all are supposed to be people you can trust with your life.

Side Note: Natasha's red hair is inherited from her father.

Deepest Desire: To find someone she can consider a friend.

♫♪To the bottom of the Sea♪♫

Name: Dr. Gabriella "Gab" Hale

Race: Pixie

Gender: Female

Age: 59

Appearance: Behind short, messy dark brown hair sit grey-blue eyes, flecked with equal parts curiosity and misanthropy. On a tall, slim body, there sit two thin, wiry wings. The right, however, is crinkled and jagged, flaring out from the body occasionally with a wince of pain. Her clothes are slightly eccentric, always exposing the right shoulder and back, preventing her bad wing from rubbing painfully against the fabric. Hale often wears a white bandana wrapped around her forehead, a way of keeping her unkempt hair out of her eyes.

Personality: Witty, brilliant and sardonic. Hale prefers to keep most at arm's length. While certainly not a people person, she need other people, if only to keep her entertained. She enjoys discovering what makes people tick, and then abusing that knowledge to her own devilish devices. A bit of a impulsive daredevil, she often takes bets, buys impulsively, and generally takes risks. Still, she has a cultured side. She is skilled at playing both the violin and the piano, well read, and possesses a widespread general knowledge base.

History: She doesn't like to talk about her past, so little is known. It is known that she attended and graduated both Physician and Surgical Collages. She has trouble keeping a steady job. Her mother was mentally abusive. Her wing was crippled by a viral disease, eating away a good part of the muscle and tissue. She has little contact with her family. She has moved around most of her life, drifting.

Deepest Desire: What does everyone want, at the heart of it? Happiness. To vague? Fine. To be engaged, intrigued, and stimulated.