Post by Meg on Jan 5, 2016 20:15:37 GMT
BENJAMIN 'ARO' FORTEN
there ain't no rest for the wicked ---
may Davy Jones have mercy on his soul
there ain't no rest for the wicked ---
may Davy Jones have mercy on his soul
it's the moment of truth
and the moment to l i e
the B A S I C S !
and the moment to l i e
the B A S I C S !
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- - - - name, benjamin forten, but you already knew that.
- - - - i am a, feared pirate captain.
- - - - nicknames, benjamin is just fine, do not call me benny unless you want to meet my sword.
- - - - gender, male
- - - - age, twenty-four
- - - - birth date, november 23
- - - - current residence, the open sea is my home.
- - - - i'm from, only thing I can remember is living on a pirate ship, even from a young age. not sure exactly where I'm from.
- - - - occupation, didn't I already say that I was a feared pirate captain?
- - - - class, pirate, startin' to feel like this is overkill...
- - - - alignment, me, myself, and I.
- - - - status, single and ready to mingle ladies.
- - - - hobbies, uh let's see... I enjoy sailing, looting ships (especially Navy ones), fights, blackjack, and do girls count? sure they do.
the moment to l i v e
and the moment to die
the A P P E A R A N C E !
and the moment to die
the A P P E A R A N C E !
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- - - - height, 6'2''
- - - - weight, 204 lbs
- - - - build, tall and built, clearly.
- - - - posture, not sure that this really matters...
- - - - skin, some may call me a golden god.
- - - - hair, dark brown hair, it hangs around my face usually unless I have a hat or bandanna on.
- - - - eyes, just brown.
- - - - scars, too many to count honestly.
- - - - other, hm guess you'll just have to find out huh?
- - - - style,I got a pretty lazy style, I just grab whatever I see whenever I wake up. so guess it depends on what type of morning it's been... or night.
- - - - weaponry, got two things: one, my beautiful cutlass and my handy-dandy pistol. hopefully you don't have to meet either, your decision..
the moment to fight
to the right to the left
the P E R S O N A L I T Y !
to the right to the left
the P E R S O N A L I T Y !
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- - - - loves, ok this is easy. women, beer, rum, blackjack, the sea, my beauty of a ship, fighting, long walks on the beach.. oh wait that's something different haha.
- - - - loathes, disrespect, being told what to do, the navy, and of course jail.
- - - - strengths, well obviously my size and power are a strength, I rarely lose a fight. I'm a skilled fighter, have been since I was a little lad, I can talk myself out of situations, for the most part. also I'd say I'm good with the women, never had an issue with them.
- - - - weaknesses, well I'm not the best with thinking through situations. I sorta just do and for the most part it ends up with me in a whole lot of sh*t. also, emotions, not very good at expressing them well besides anger. I find it easier to laugh and mess around than talk about the tough subjects y'know?
- - - - dreams, honestly? not too sure. I mean I got a great ship, a great crew, and am livin' the life. what else could I wish for?
- - - - fears, losing someone close to my heart.
- - - - intelligence, sometime I can be a little lacking here but I'm a quick learner.
- - - - languages, english
- - - - overall personality, there's a lot too me, I can be very stubborn so I'm told. I normally don't take no for an answer and definitely do not like when someone tells me what to do or how to live my life. in fact, if anyone tells me what to do, I normally do the exact opposite. I'm also very impulsive. I make decisions on the fly and hope they work out for the better. sometimes it works out, sometimes it doesn't. either way it's a hell of a lot of fun. some may consider me a daredevil, but I just enjoy life. you're only young for so long and I'm not gonna stand by and let life zip by without taking advantage of my youth. I'm also very outspoken. I say what I want to say and yer gonna listen to me. no question about it. clearly I'm confident in myself and my skills. some find it attractive and others don't, but either way it doesn't really bother me. one issue I tend to have is that I'm a hot-head. I easily get angry and it's definitely not a good quality of mine. but oh well, no one's perfect. I can also be pretty clumsy, and for a guy my height and weight you might wanna stay out of the way. don't really know how to explain it, just that sometimes coordination just disappears for a period of time randomly I guess, dunno. some say I'm cunning, mischievous and just up to no good all the time. I won't disagree, 'cause I know that I am most of the time. but there's more to me once you get to know me. I tend to hide away my emotions and feelings for people, but I do have a caring heart. I don't keep many people close for fear of losing them.
we will fight to the death
to the edge of the earth
the H I S T O R Y !
to the edge of the earth
the H I S T O R Y !
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My past is just as a mystery to me as it is to you. All I can recall from my childhood is just living as a young little boy on a ship with a very cruel Captain. I met my best friend and now first mate, Micah, there though, so I can be grateful for that. Since I was six until I was eighteen, I suffered aboard that ship. The feared Captain Blackeye was an awful man. Sometimes I believe that Davy Jones himself was reincarnated as Blackeye or that Blackeye was the spawn of the devil. He as that bad, yes. From a little boy I would get a whippin' every night until I followed his rules. I started off as what I would consider a slave. I cleaned and did all of the dirty chores no one else aboard the ship did.
Luckily I had company a year or two into it. Micah was brought onto the ship when I was around eight. We quickly became best friends but to this day I would rather consider him my brother. As the years passed, I earned my rank as one of his trusted crew mates. Not that it was any better, sure there wasn't anymore whipping but the brutal killing and raiding was actually worse. I can still hear the screams of women and little children as we burned down their villages and took all of their belongings. If I could have any regrets in life, it's that I couldn't do anything as I just stood by and watched as we took life after life over just the lust for blood.
That's what it was, just bloodthirsty. Blackeye didn't need their food or supplies, but he chose to raid village after village. I can't even remember doing anything besides that. Not once did we ever attack the Navy or other pirate ships. Thinking about it now, it is kind of odd, but Blackeye was a cruel and very messed up, so who knows what kind of logic he had.
By the time I was nineteen, I had honestly had enough of the manslaughter. I couldn't take it anymore, it was driving me mad. So I came up with a plan with Micah and some other crew mates to escape. It was simple and easy, during one of the raids we would just simply disappear, never to be heard of or seen again. Unfortunately that's not how it went, since once the crew mates chickened out and warned Blackeye. It was an all out war, and it was bloody. The fight between Blackeye and I was historic. I earned a few nasty scars from his sharp blade skinning my sides, but in the end I won with a sword through his chest. I won't go into the details, but even though I won the fight, Blackeye had won me. He made me into a monster. I remember stabbing that sword through his chest and twisting it around. The worst thing was that I enjoyed it. I enjoyed killing him and making it brutal. This is what Blackeye felt killing all of the innocent people, and I was feeling it and enjoying it.
After the fight ended, Micah and I took our things as well as some valuables and fled. We were honestly never the same. I had become colder, more menacing and Micah had become more silent. He used to be lively and quite a comedian, but when you have to kill men that you grew up with, it changes you.
We made it to Cascara and spent some years earning money and making a reputation for ourselves. It took us some time but we earned enough coin to buy a good ship and we slowly started to recruit crew mates. Micah and I never talk about the past to anyone, including ourselves. Ever since that fight, we have never mentioned one word about it. Sometimes I think that Micah just forgot about it, but I know he didn't. 'Cause I still see the same horror in his eyes that I see in my own at the end of the day.
dead men tell no tales...
