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located in The Broken Trident, a part of The Hope of Tomorrow, one of the many universes on RPG.

The Broken Trident

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Character Portrait: Galeon Strikes Character Portrait: Dymon Dsangold Character Portrait: Jezebel Leblanc Character Portrait: Fel Waters Character Portrait: Sherbet Wilcerson Character Portrait: Nimethel Arwen Character Portrait: Scerina Wilcerson
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Sherbet

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Tired... upset... sick... lazy...

Merely a few words to describe the beginning of Sherbet's day. However, this may not become as a shock to those who have been around him long enough. He is never himself until he has his daily coffee, served with extra creamer and 2 packs of sugar. No more, no less. If you'd like, you can relate it to a Snickers thing, if it'll help you remember it better. Although these help ease his aggression, his piercing eyes still judge you mentally like an animal choosing its prey. He'll either move on... or make you his next target. To what extent? Oh, surely not murdering... but once the moment comes, you'd best watch yourself.

The blondette flickered his eyes open at the sound of a floorboard, only for them to lay apon a wooden ceiling. He took a moment to take it all in. Was he really awake? Was this not apart of a dream? The young man was soon to be disappointed, for it was reality once more. If that stupid creaking floorboard would be fixed, maybe he wouldn't wake up in the middle of the night when the captain is about. No matter... once more materials are brought aboard, that'll be his first priority.

Sherbet sat up and cracked his neck, grunting as he tossed the sheets off his legs. No sooner than that, the Captain announced for 'All hands on deck!'

What a bother. Just one night, he'd love to sleep in. A life on the sea was surely the way for him, but he certainly needed to sacrifice a lot as well. Maybe he would not be so cranky if he could get a full night's sleep, instead of the captain being a random alarm clock.

The blondette threw on a cream-colored T-shirt, and a pair of jeans. With that, he was on his way out, brushing his hair with his fingers.






Scerina

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The young woman rested in her hammock, rubbing the sleep out of her eyes as she lazily rocked herself by pushing off with her dangling foot. This night was not much of a restful night, though others may disagree with her. What was wrong with it? To be perfectly honest, nothing! It was quiet, the starts shown brightly, the song of the sea was a mere whisper, and the boat was not creaking every 6 seconds. Such a perfect night, yet it was spent tossing and turning. Why? Well, Scerina felt as something was wrong... she could feel it in her bones!

The blondette got onto her feet, rummaging through her clothing drawer as she mumbled to herself. "Did I leave my uniform here... is it washing...?'' Scerina questioned herself with a raised eyebrow. Her question was soon answered when she finally relieved her steampunk-styled dress. It had a stain from dinner last night, but never worry~ nothing a small scrub won't fix. With that in mind, she slipped it over her head, and then grabbed for her boots.

Suddenly, a voice rang loud and clear through the ship.

'All hands on deck!'

Frantically, Scerina slipped on her boots and bolted out of her roomdoor, not even bothering to tie or buckle them yet. Not the smartest idea at all, but she wanted to know what was up, and she wanted to know now.