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Snezella Crossbones; this crazy cut-lass is back
Topic Started: May 27 2007, 06:39 AM (295 Views)
Snezella Crossbones
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[PIRATE]

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Name/Alias: Mar[bad-cut your tongue]sha/ Snezel
Age: just turned 19
Contact: crazydwarfer@hotmail.co.uk
Other Characters: not yet

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.__[size=1]General Info[/size]__.
Full Name: Marsha Gabriella Giacomini, shh!.
Pirate Name: Snezella Nerissa Crossbones. AKA Lady Nerissa Cross or The Lady of Blue.
Pirate Name Explanation: Snezel is my nickname, I made it myself when thinking of a suitable name for a HP rpg site, when I first started rpging, about three years ago. To say it take the sne from sneezing lol add zella and ta da! It totally sums up how wacky I am unfortunately it is very close to the name of a pokemon! Sneazel and one online friend thought I was a boy. So, Snezella it became which is more feminine and takes the ella from my second name. I like angels lol. Nerissa is Greek for Sea Sprite, which I think totally is what kind of pirate I am. I travel where-ever the waves take me, I love the sea and I love to cause caos :) A pirates got to believe in something right? Plus I really like the sound of it along with Snezella.
Crossbones is because I like skull and crossbones, cross because she will get angry and is a good sword fighter and bones connotates death, meaning she is deadly and cool lol.
Age: 21, make it 5 years as a pirate :)
Gender: female

.__[size=1]Appearance[/size]__.
Overall Appearance: A pirate with high class looks.
Her appearence is often walking into situations, with interested ice blue eyes, framed by large eyelashes, she'll have a hand on her hip near her sword, and a quirky smile like a one toothed vampire. She may give the appearence of a Lady but she can fight like a rat. Her face is shaped like a circular diamond, with a button nose which has a mole between her left eye and nose. A faint scar makes an oval eye shape on her forehead, recieved at the same time her tooth was knocked out, she lost the tooth but not the fight.
She is striking but has such an aura of ice she is rarely called pretty, not to say she is ugly, just remarkable. Her small hands are quick and nimble and usually toy with her black hair. She has wild flyaway hair, falling straight down to almost reach her elbows. Twisted in her hair are various blue objects like feathers and ribbons, this is in an effort to control it which on windy days fails completely. She has only one piercing which is a wooden circle in her right ear, engraved.
She has a lithe figure is about 5'4 small and swaying hips, she doesn't tolerate anyone slapping her ass. She has long legs and can swim, having spent much time in the sea air she is quite tanned.
Her dress sense is anything that fits and is comfy or has hidden pockets, she hates wearing a dress. She usually wears blue or black, cut-off trousers, with knee high boots to hide the fact shaving rarely happens. Privacy being a thing of the past when at sea, baths fully clothed in the sea suit her fine. She likes low cut tops that show off her cleavege, as long as they are tight fitting. She likes wearing large dark cloaks which she can wrap around herself but loves to add shiney things to either her cloak, hair or on necklaces. Some features that she is rarely without are a golden necklace with a golden ring on it and of course her sword. Both of which she inherited from her father. She also likes to wear a floppy leather hat or blue bandana. Her most favourite pose is to stand on the deck, sword drawn a smile on her face with eyes blazing and when spotted wave.

Hopeful Celebrity: Amy Lee
Picture: see avvie and siggy :)
Effects: Floppy hat or blue bandana, sword and sheath, cloak and knee high boots, feathers and shiny/ blue objects in her hair. A golden necklace with ring attatched- embedded with blue diamond. Her only piercing a wooden engraved circlet in her right ear. Forged papers proclaiming herself Lady Nerissa Cross.

.__[size=1]Personality[/size]__.
Personality: I live my life at the pace of the sea, my temper is just as fierce. I love sailing and could spend hours crashing through the waves to distant ports, feeling the spray on my face the wind through my hair with the crash of the waves my music. I am generally merry and believe all life should be lived doing what makes us happy. Walking into situations about to blow is a special talent of mine, I don't even have to set the keg burning to find myself in the beginnings of a fight. When it comes to fighting I am better with a sword although my nails have left many a scar on an arrogant prig who dared hit a girl. So I hit him right back with a bottle. Survival is only one concern to me, having a good death so I can go to my father in the afterlife with pride is important to me. I fully embrace the concept of take what you can and my fingers often find themselves in others purses. I especially love to cause caos to my enemies and the navy, irritating them with my smile and waving, I always have a trick up my sleeve or in some hidden pocket.
I can be very passionate in what I do, fighting for fun rather than death, I celebrate most things with rum. I enjoy making good companions and escaping the law and justice of the navy. I especially love the chase, usually it is I whom is being chased, and not for love either. The sea is my love and the interests of men are just a passing fancy for them and amusement for me, I am as changing as the sea so commitment aint for me.
Likes:
causing Caos,
Rum,
The Sea,
Men's affection- interesting pickup lines
A good tavern brawl- fun unfair fighting
Pineapple and coconut,
Annoying the navy- I love being chased,
I like a good yarn and shiny things like Gold.

Dislikes:
Orders- I have the seas sense I flow with the tide and am not stupid
The Navy- I won't be controlled nor hung
Turncoats- honour among thieves
Commitment- I want to be free
Oranges and Lemons- give me an apple or strawberries
Dulldrums- I want the wind in my hair

Strengths:
Inventing- excuses, tricks, plans and turning the tables when fighting, anything can be a weapon if you throw it *hard.
Sailing- as natural as breathing
Swordfighting- am not the best but I am good
Being a Lady- I look and can act like one
Drinking- am a fish.

Weaknesses:
My Temper- don't make me angry I cause damage
Drinking- I just keep drinking, it also can effect my mood
Fistfights- am a girl
Promises- am a petal at sea don't expect me to drift back, sometimes I forget things.

.__[size=1]History[/size]__.
Personal History: When I was a bairn I lived on the coast with my parents and sister. A fishing town it was and I loved the sailing boats but never enjoyed the fishing. I wanted to sail further until all I could see in any direction was sea. My mother who had the looks of a noble and gave them to me, died and my sister got married, so it was just me and my dad. He said that my dreams were like his, that he wanted to sail away. One last adventure, together.
So at the age of fiftteen me and my father sailed away from the land upon a ship bound for the Caribbean, we stopped off on various islands to explore and I picked up plenty of blue feathers. We sailed for a while with an old salt who decided with my looks I should know how to handle a sword, so he taught me. Father thought a sword was not appropriate but as I picked it up fast he tolerated it, we got on and it was some of the happiest months of my life.
At age sixteen we boarded a vessal for Port Royal, also on board were navy men with a cargo of imporatnt papers and a chest of money. One fine night when we were out walking under the stars a pirate ship cloaked in darkness attacked. In the fighting my father was killed by one of the navy men. In revenge I killed that man with a pistol shot, I surprised myself as my hands usually could not pull the trigger but anger had given me the strength to take revenge. The pirates swarming back to their ship offered me a place on their crew and I accepted as if I had stayed the surviving navy men would of hanged me. Unfortunatley not soon after I had started pirating on that ship a mutiny broke out and the ship struck a reef and sunk, being able to swim I made land along with a few others. Thankfully the land was populated and I with some of the men set sail again in a smaller boat all the better for moving fast, we met another pirate ship that dropped us in the Caribbean and we went our solo paths of piracy.
I had to go to Port Royale to steal back my fathers' ring from the navy, one of my first solo acts of priracy. At presnt I am avoiding the navy and searching for away to get out of Port Royale.

Family:
Mother and Father dead
Sister Marie, married to Fred Golt, they have a son Freddy,
unknown Uncle named Alf last heard of in India.

Love Interests on TTC: She has a crush on Will Turner

.__[size=1]Conclusion[/size]__.
Any extra information we need to know about?
Hates being the damsel in distress as she is stuck in Port Royale. She would join a crew to get back to the sea. If she had a motto it would be 'Chase a wave'

RP example:
Snezella barged into the Battered Oar her chosen tavern to rent a room in, while she was stuck in Port Royale. As it's name suggested it was in need of more than a few repairs but her room was quite nice. Half its window were boarded up, it had a broken chair and a straw matress on a tiny bed but it was livable. She was in a foul mood today the weather had been sunny and windy her favourite conditions for sailing. As it was she had no ship or boat to sail away in and the wind had teased her all day by messing with her long hair. For the thousandth time she wished she could remember how to plait it.
Instead of retiring to what was her rented room she remained in the main room, full of tables and chairs with locals and sailors perched around drinking. It was quiet. Having caused barely a ripple as she entered she let the door slam shut, jolting the sleepy lot. This slight mischief though was not enough to relieve her of her bad mood.
Sighing with exasperation she whirled past the tables and seated herself with as much noise as possible next to the window. Then realising this woudl afford her a view of the docks, angrily turned her chair to have her back to it. She glared along the bar untill the familiar face of the owner filled her gaze, he recognised that she was not angry with him but he still gulped and nodded. A lad soon came with a bottle of rum and a glass, she took the bottle and let him keep the glass. Sometimes looking like a Lady was a real pain in the ass, a glass what the hell would she need that for? To smash against someone or something thought her mind. Ye,s she felt in the mood to cause damage it would make her feel better to take her mind off being stuck here...
Taking a good swig of her rum she surveyed the occupents, mostly old salts then she saw why everyone was being so quiet. A group of obnoxious navy men had dared to come in and set up a game of cards! Of course instead of them ending up outside with no clothes, no money and plenty of bruises, no one wanted their necks stretched.
Snezellas' blood boiled, they thought they could take over, a scowl twisted her features. Suddenly the tall shadow of the owner appeared over her, she looked up at him, he had seen where she was looking and it was all to clear what she was thinking.
'Best not make trouble girl, they payed same as you and besides they'll go soon as their game is done' he warned her.
Snezella burst out laughing, causing a few heads to turn. Her foul mood became one of hysteria, all day long she had been avoiding them and here they were, the navy!
He had not been expecting so sudden a change in her, she must think the idea he had was far-fetched, exactly what could she do to five navy men? He had no idea, he wandered away shaking his head.
'Everyone pays,' she managed to mutter when her laughing stopped.
She would have spat but opted instead for another drink. The rum burned down her throat as a thought burned in her mind. Her father, murdered by them, but she had taken revenge by killing that scum.
Going to the bar she nonchantly ordered five shots of water and asked the boy to place them in front of each navyman. As they got them and subsequently asked their curious questions of why would they need shots of water? Snezella slolwy and delibrately walked around their table, sprinkling a black powder from a pouch she had produced from her sleeve. Taking a few measured steps back she took a candle fom a nearby table and threw it past their faces and onto the floor, it took their attention with it and they watched in horror as it started the black powder smoking...How handy to have water, aye? They thought a fuse was lit and about to blow, so they all chucked their water on it...
Instead of it going out this sparked the powder to glow white, Snezella laughed as the tavern filled with smoke and the bewildered navy were surrounded by light and smoke. As the powder sparked and exploded the navy men paniked and crying 'Witches!' they fled.
Snezella advised the owner to use the sand bucket and open a few windows. Feeling better she took her rum and went to her room.

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[size=7]Accepted![/size]

I love the way you wrote it in first person and your writing style kept me interested. Re read it for a few spelling and grammar errors but other than that I think it is lovely!

Welcome Back!!

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Snezella Crossbones
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Thanks, lol hope I got all the mistakes lol :)
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