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James Norrington
Topic Started: Jun 3 2007, 07:40 PM (499 Views)
James Norrington
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[BRIT. ALLY]

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Name/Alias: James
Age: 30
Contact: Captain_Peter_Pan@yahoo.com; AIM: Pirate Scoundrel; MSN: B-Wayne@Wayne-Tech.com
Other Characters: (if any) Jack Sparrow

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.__[size=1]General Info[/size]__.
Full Name: James Norrington
Nick name: Jim
Nick Name Explanation: Jim is a common nickname for James
Age: 35
Gender: Male
Year of Birth: 1738
Current Year: 1773
Occupation: Captain in the British Royal Navy
Legal Status: Free citizen of England
Public Record Recently promoted from the rank of Lieutenant, to Captain after aiding in the defense of the HMS Artemis while transporting civilians from the British Isles to the America's.
Marital Status: Single
Languages: English, Latin

.__[size=1]Appearance[/size]__.
Height: Height. 6' 2" (1.88 m)
Weight: 175 lbs. (79.3 k)
Eyes: Green
Hair: Brown

Attire: When he is in uniform, Captain Norrington wears a tricorne hat and a brocade frock coat of navy blue, with ivory trim and brass buttons, Underneath he sports a white ruffed shirt of refined linen, the fabric imported from France. His knickers are made of coarse linen and are also adorned with brass buttons at the waist and at the side of the trouser leg, which hangs just below the knee. White stockings cover his feet, and he completes his uniformed look with a pair of colonial shoes with square brass buckles.

Physical Description: Standing at a very tall six feet two inches, James is an officer who towers over most of his crew. Underneath the layers of uniform, his lithe form reveals that although he has the title of an officer, he too puts in just as much hard work as the rest of his crew. His stern stature and piercing green eyes command respect from everyone under his command, but out of uniform, his classic British sarcasm and surprisingly warm smile is of equal measure.

Hopeful Celebrity: Jack Davenport
Picture: * see banner and avatar
Effects: Rapier Cutlass; Flintlock Pistol; Silver pocket watch.

.__[size=1]Personality[/size]__.
Personality: James Norrington is a man of order, measure and of controlled emotion. From commanding his crew to delving into his personal affairs, Norrington is almost assuredly the sort of man who has a plan ahead of time. At times, his hot-headed nature is revealed, but usually those bouts are short lived; although somewhat startling while in effect. One such example being a moment of dissension in the ranks when he diffused the heated debate with a quick draw of his service pistol and a gunshot wound to the defector's foot.

In his personal life, James has difficulty with social interactions in regards to the softer sex. Likely a side effect from the estranged relationship with his mother, Norrington is prone to falling back upon boyish courtship, e.g. a bouquet of wild flowers or an impromptu walk in the gardens or shores of Port Royal.

When it comes to his interactions with other men, he is able to command respect from everyone with whom he speaks. Governor Swann finds him to be the very model of what it is to be a ranking officer in the Royal Navy, and even the criminals he arrests cower under his shadow. Be it a superior or a low-life criminal. James has fully grasped the concept of how to claim the alpha-male role.

Likes: Swordplay, Chess, Cartography
Dislikes: Pirates, Disorder, Unethical behaviour.
Strengths: Leadership, Devotion to the crown, His heart
Weaknesses: Pride, Self isolation, His heart

.__[size=1]History[/size]__.
Personal History: First, and only surviving child to Lillian and Thomas Norrington, James was born in the year of 1738 two very estranged parents. While Lillian and Thomas were, in the light of the public, very happy, in their private lives the relationship was cold and distant. Despite the fact that James was first-born, it was his brother Andrew that his parents favoured and cultured as the heir to their legacy. After Andrew's unfortunate passing at the age of twelve, what warmth in the relationship James had with his mother all but vanished. Lillian became a shell of the person she was before and would take to her chair, staring out to the lake behind their estate (where Andrew had drowned) for hours at a time. James' relationship with his father was one of militant discipline. Although ultimately Thomas was proud of his son's decision to follow in his footsteps and enlist into the Royal Navy, it wasn't until the day of his departure for the Caribbean that he passed onto his son, his pocket watch and a noteworthy speech regarding his pride for seeing how James matured into manhood.

Educated from the time he was five via private tutors, James Norrington matriculated from The University of Cambridge, managing to make Dean's list in the process. With these high marks, James enlisted in the Royal Navy, working quickly up in ranks due to his resplendent aptitude for leadership, swordplay, and ability to follow through with orders. He has recently been promoted from the rank of Lieutenant, to Captain after aiding in the defense of the HMS Artemis while transporting civilians from the British Isles to the America's. Recently reassigned to the HMS Dauntless.

Family: Thomas Norrington (Father); Lillian Norrington (mother); Andrew Norrington (brother-deceased)
Love Interests on TTC: Elizabeth Swann

.__[size=1]Conclusion[/size]__.
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RP example: James was dressed in his workout gear; a pair of loose wrap pants and a fighting jacket accented by frog buttons. His locks of brown were darkened and damp with sweat. He was unique in his practice of combat, the sort of man who demanded perfection in every aspect of his life. Whenever he was on land he had to acclimate his body and his style of fencing to move with the solid ground, and then again, when it came time to set sail. But with this perfection came the status for being the best swordsman in the British Navy.

In his travels, James came to meet many different kinds of culture, but it wasn't until he'd arrived here in the Caribbean that he'd truly felt he'd carved himself a mark in the world. As he stood in the middle of the lavish gardens of his estate, he looked at the edge of the cliff, some fifty yards off, where the ocean churned against the jagged rocks below. This is where he felt home, and this was where he was going to get everything that a man of his dedication deserved.

His head turned as if in anticipation for an opponent, and then the rest of his body pivoted to follow. With the graceful movement, James thrust his right leg out whipping his sabre out with a sing of metal. Keeping his arm in a solid line he pulled in a controlled breath and then went through the motions as he followed the classical fencing etude, varying slightly from the strict method he'd been taught in the academy to one of his own design. Sweat beaded on his forehead as he whipped the supple blade to and fro, leaned and stretched his body with the motions, breathed the fire in his lungs that only came when he was pitching his body to its limits.

The Captain continued his onslaught of his invisible enemy, his mind clearing of self doubt. Suddenly without warning, he flipped his head down, the sabre flashing out as the silver hilt fanned the air in an outward arc. The blade sang through the air once more as he finished his etude. His eyes opened, revealing their sage green turbulence. He took a moment to remember the face of his father before lowering the blade and walking to the modest chair and table he'd set aside. After laying the sword on the table, he took to the chair, calmed his breathing, and allowed himself a small mouthful of water.

His forehead was coated in perspiration and for the most part he was content with the aches and pains that were already stiffening his muscles. His eyes glanced once more out to sea before he took to folding up the table and chair and walking back into his home. The day was just beginning, and he was not a man to waste time with too much inward reflection when there was work to be done.

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What is Elizabeth Swann's age? --

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Elizabeth Swann
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ZOMG <3 :DD
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James Norrington
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Elizabeth do try to contain yourself. What would your father think if you weren't able to show even the slightest modicum of restraint.
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Elizabeth Swann
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My apologies Captain Norrington, that was indeed quite unladylike of me.
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James Norrington
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nods slightly, sharing a small but warm smile. "Although with receptions like that, its a wonder I don't visit more often."
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Black Demon
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[size=1]-Snickers-
"Dear Norrington," Demon sneered, "Elizabeth is a bloody pirate. Ladylike is the least of your concerns."

((X3 Referring to the second and third movie.))[/size]
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James Norrington
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My Elizabeth a pirate? You must be joking.
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Elizabeth Swann
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*raises eyebrow* Your Elizabeth? And me, a Pirate?! I believe someone has swallowed a wee bit much of sea water.
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Jack Sparrow
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Did someone in here call for a pirate? -eyes Liz- Well hello, 'lizbeth... did I hear correctly? Were you pondering the notion to throw all caution to the wayside and join the ranks of piracy and debauchery? -pauses, grins, revealing a wink of gold capped teeth- If so I have the perfect ensemble in my cabin for a woman of your beauty.
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HEHHEE. Accepted, Cap'n :]
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