Introduction
"My heart is pierced by cupid. I disdain all glittering gold. There is nothing can console me, but my jolly sailor bold."
Mermaids. They are prized throughout the world, as well as feared. They are valued by many. From their scales, to their tears, they are hunted, for monetary gain. To have seen a mermaid up close and lived to tell the tale is one of the rarest achievements. For mermaids are lethal, and far more dangerous than those who hunt them.
Deep below the surface of the sea, mermaids thrive. But they are nothing like the story book versions. They are evil, with hearts as cold as the water in which they dwell. They seduce men with their songs, then drag them from their boat, down through the water. They devour the bodies once they have drowned. They are cruel, heartless, and cold.
At least, most of them are.
Four mermaids out in the Caribbean, have no desire to kill the men as their many sisters do so often, so willingly. They watch them, unknowing as to their place in the world.
Pirates sail the seas, trying to capture any mermaids they find. But the most feared of them all, is the pirate Blackbeard.
He sails aboard the Queen Anne's Revenge, and with his power, can control ships, waves and winds alike.
Now, he's on a quest, for the Fountain of Youth, but along the way, he must find the ingredients for the ritual, for without them, he cannot achieve eternal youth, and it is now that he needs it most. A prophecy has been foretold, that a one-legged man will kill him, and take his ship. Blackbeard is selfish. He destroys ships, making them turn against the crew on board, and then takes them for himself, bottling them up and keeping a collection. Mutiny aboard the Queen Anne's Revenge is almost nonexistent as the crew are kept in fear of their captain's power.
Blackbeard has captured four young men, for reasons he shall not tell. They are caring men, so even after the attack that cost many men their lives, they still helped the four mermaids, captured for their tears. They help them stay alive on the perilous journey, but do they just care for their health? Or do they feel something much stronger?
Notes
- Mermaids are all female, and they are cold, heartless, and in all, not very nice.
- Takes place in pirate-medieval times. You know, the yo ho yo ho a pirates life for me, type of thing.
- Some men of Blackbeard's crew are almost zombies, being that he brought them back from the dead.
- When they aren't in the water, the Mermaids are human, but they cant really walk, since their natural swimmers
- When a mermaid is about to attack, her face looks like this
- The men care for the mermaids, and will defend them when needed
- As they are in fact mermaids, the mermaids are beyond beautiful, as it is one of their gifts
- If they stay out in the sun to long with part of their body in the water, they dry up and eventually die
Pairings
Mermaid One to Man One
Mermaid Two to Man Two
You know the drill
Characters
Mermaids
- Eldest-Naomi (Whitney080)
- Second Eldest-Ariel (RinlovesSesshoumaru)
- Third Eldest-Bernael (+delusional+world+)
- Second Youngest-Fae (Horseygirl)
- Youngest-Syrena (Midnight's Work)
The Men
- Man One-Hugo (DeliriousFTW)
- Man Two-Derrick (AnimeGirl)
- Man Three-Dylan (AnimeGirl)
- Man Four-Mason (JustQuit)
- Man Five-Reserved
Others
- Captain Blackbeard-Midnight's Work
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Blackbeard
As the sails filled with wind and the Queen Anne's Revenge set off, Blackbeard stood at the helm of his ship. His first mate, and daughter, Angelica walked over to him. "Father, the mermaids are secured in the tank. No one," She looked in the direction of the captured men. "besides the crew, knows where they are." Blackbeard chuckled deeply, his laugh cold and heartless. What he didnt notice was a young cabin boy listening in on the conversation. Once Blackbeard has retreated to the captain's quarters, he made his way over to the men, who sat on the docks in the corner, near the hull of the ship. He tapped the shoulder of one of the men (Philip) and whispered to them what he had overheard. "The mermaids are in the brig. What do you think Blackbeard needs 'em for?" He was young and naive, not truly knowing his place in the world.
Back in the chart room, Blackbeard leaned over the maps and charts, looking for a quick route Isla de Tormenta, which, through the mountains, they could reach the Fountain of Youth. After a moment of frustration he jammed his dagger down into the map. His time was running out. The one-legged man would soon catch up to them and his time of death would come. If he could not make it to the Fountain in time, all would be lost.
Syrena
Sitting in the corner of the tank, the young mermaid hummed quietly to herself, not wanting to draw the attention of the other mermaids. Her mind was lost, she had no idea what to do. But she knew one thing. Nothing these pirates did, would make her shed a tear for them. She had no desire to know any of them, but she had to admit, that the five men, the strangers, were...different than the crew of pirates that had worked so hard to capture them. There was something in their eyes when they'd seen them, trapped in the nets.
She looked up at the other mermaids, and watched them swim about the tank. The restraint of not being able to swim freely could drive a mermaid insane. But they were strong, they could handle it, they wouldnt break. At least, she hoped they wouldnt.
As the sails filled with wind and the Queen Anne's Revenge set off, Blackbeard stood at the helm of his ship. His first mate, and daughter, Angelica walked over to him. "Father, the mermaids are secured in the tank. No one," She looked in the direction of the captured men. "besides the crew, knows where they are." Blackbeard chuckled deeply, his laugh cold and heartless. What he didnt notice was a young cabin boy listening in on the conversation. Once Blackbeard has retreated to the captain's quarters, he made his way over to the men, who sat on the docks in the corner, near the hull of the ship. He tapped the shoulder of one of the men (Philip) and whispered to them what he had overheard. "The mermaids are in the brig. What do you think Blackbeard needs 'em for?" He was young and naive, not truly knowing his place in the world.
Back in the chart room, Blackbeard leaned over the maps and charts, looking for a quick route Isla de Tormenta, which, through the mountains, they could reach the Fountain of Youth. After a moment of frustration he jammed his dagger down into the map. His time was running out. The one-legged man would soon catch up to them and his time of death would come. If he could not make it to the Fountain in time, all would be lost.
Syrena
Sitting in the corner of the tank, the young mermaid hummed quietly to herself, not wanting to draw the attention of the other mermaids. Her mind was lost, she had no idea what to do. But she knew one thing. Nothing these pirates did, would make her shed a tear for them. She had no desire to know any of them, but she had to admit, that the five men, the strangers, were...different than the crew of pirates that had worked so hard to capture them. There was something in their eyes when they'd seen them, trapped in the nets.
She looked up at the other mermaids, and watched them swim about the tank. The restraint of not being able to swim freely could drive a mermaid insane. But they were strong, they could handle it, they wouldnt break. At least, she hoped they wouldnt.
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Bernael watched the other mermaids do whatever they where doing. She was tired and she lied motionless on the floor of the tank, as if she was dead; her arms sprawled out as the only sign of life to her was her exhaling and inhaling. Her chest went in and out as the top she was wearing fluttered up and down to match her chest. Her eyes stared upwards into the top of the tank as they became heavier and heavier and before she knew it, her mind had drifted off; still taking in on what had just happened. On top of that, she was thinking about the crew she had saw when she was captured. Out of all of the humans I saw, I had never saw such disgusting and undesirable humans in my life. Even the pirate ships the others had took down was more tasteful instead of these humans that looked dead; but then there was those humans who actually look human. I wonder if I would be able to touch one if I got close. It would be the first time I would get to touch one when he was alive. I wonder if they are warm, cold...
Her mind kept drifting and drifting of the thoughts and ideas of what this would bring. Her eyes shifted over towards the mermaid that was in the corner before she got up off of the tank floor and crawled-swim over towards the girl. "What is your name?" She sounded as if she demanded it, but her voice was filled kindness and it even sounded as if she was comforting her; but she wasn't. "Im Bernael." She said, looking over at her.
Her mind kept drifting and drifting of the thoughts and ideas of what this would bring. Her eyes shifted over towards the mermaid that was in the corner before she got up off of the tank floor and crawled-swim over towards the girl. "What is your name?" She sounded as if she demanded it, but her voice was filled kindness and it even sounded as if she was comforting her; but she wasn't. "Im Bernael." She said, looking over at her.
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Derrick
Derrick stood on the ship deep in thought, he knew he should be more focused but his mind always wondered off to other things at the oddest of times. He knew what Blackbeard was trying to do, and the thought of those poor girls having to endure something like this for his selfish needs seriously sickened him. But he knew he couldn't really do anything, his father's life depended on it.....
Trying to dismiss his thoughts he walked over to the Captain.Relax, all you have to do is get this over with so that your father's life won't be threatened. He returned his attention to the Captain and tried to look as respectfull as possible. "Captain is there anything you'd like me to do?" "Want me to check on the girls?"
He hoped the Captain would say yes one of the reasons being so that he could help them, no doubt they'd hate him though. He was one of the people that had helped Blackbeard capture them. But it wasn't as though he'd wanted to. He never could stand to see a person in pain.
Trying to dismiss his thoughts he walked over to the Captain.Relax, all you have to do is get this over with so that your father's life won't be threatened. He returned his attention to the Captain and tried to look as respectfull as possible. "Captain is there anything you'd like me to do?" "Want me to check on the girls?"
He hoped the Captain would say yes one of the reasons being so that he could help them, no doubt they'd hate him though. He was one of the people that had helped Blackbeard capture them. But it wasn't as though he'd wanted to. He never could stand to see a person in pain.
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Fae flicked her tail restlessly as she stared out of the tank. She couldn't stand being restricted like this. Not only that but she left weaker then her other sisters. They all seemed so much stronger, so able to stay calm. Turning, she hit the side of the tank with her tail as hard as she could. Of course, it did nothing. Shaking her head, she quickly swam over to her sisters.
Without a saying a word, she gently held onto Syrena's wrist. Going still, she searched her sister's eyes and hoped to find some strength. Or even comfort. Fae was sure that she could see the fear, unsure look in her multicolored eyes. Her warm honey brown hair seemed weightless, gently touching Fae's cheeks. She turned away from her sister, letting go of her wrist. Shaking her head slightly, she pressed her palm against the side of the tank. Closing her eyes, she rested her cheek against the wall that kept her from freedom.
Without a saying a word, she gently held onto Syrena's wrist. Going still, she searched her sister's eyes and hoped to find some strength. Or even comfort. Fae was sure that she could see the fear, unsure look in her multicolored eyes. Her warm honey brown hair seemed weightless, gently touching Fae's cheeks. She turned away from her sister, letting go of her wrist. Shaking her head slightly, she pressed her palm against the side of the tank. Closing her eyes, she rested her cheek against the wall that kept her from freedom.
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Hugo grabbed the side of the rail as the ship moved to the top of the crest of a large wave and then counted until it dropped again. He drew in a breath and watched as the crew meandered about the deck. Today was a slow day, just as the past week had been. His stormy blue eyes skimmed the deck watching the men move with fluidness, they were part of this ship in all aspects. He let the breath out in a sigh and turned from the railing. He looked up toward the sky, it was clear as far as the eye could see, nothing too impressive.
He heard the heavy steps behind him and he let out a small smile. He turned quickly to see the large pirate captain pass him, he drew in a breath once more, noting the hint of dead fish and rum that seemed to seep from the pores of the captain. ‘I wonder if we all smell of fish and rum,’ he thought to himself as he watched the captain move among the crew. He wasn’t exactly a man to look up to, but one must at least be impressed by the stature of such a man.
The mermaids came back into his mind. Their faces flashing through his mind quickly. They had been beautiful, the most beautiful women he had ever seen. Touchable yet so unattainable. His mind slowly slipped into somewhat of a coma as he turned off all other senses and just remembered. Their eyes full of fear, yet courage at the same time. They held onto their dignity and pride as well as any man. He turned his head as he studied them in his mind. He needed to see them again, his being urged him to, but how.
He heard the heavy steps behind him and he let out a small smile. He turned quickly to see the large pirate captain pass him, he drew in a breath once more, noting the hint of dead fish and rum that seemed to seep from the pores of the captain. ‘I wonder if we all smell of fish and rum,’ he thought to himself as he watched the captain move among the crew. He wasn’t exactly a man to look up to, but one must at least be impressed by the stature of such a man.
The mermaids came back into his mind. Their faces flashing through his mind quickly. They had been beautiful, the most beautiful women he had ever seen. Touchable yet so unattainable. His mind slowly slipped into somewhat of a coma as he turned off all other senses and just remembered. Their eyes full of fear, yet courage at the same time. They held onto their dignity and pride as well as any man. He turned his head as he studied them in his mind. He needed to see them again, his being urged him to, but how.
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Blackbeard
His gaze shifted as footsteps entered the room. He glared at the young man who stood in front of him. "Don't be thinkin' of yerself as part of me crew, boy." He spat. "Thats not what you're here for. Your time will come, make no mistake about that." He glared at the boy, before stabbing a dagger into the table in front of him. It was easy to tell that he was not a happy person at the moment. It was times like these when most knew to ignore him.
Syrena
She looked up at her sister, determination clear in her eyes. She couldn't feel sadness, fear, not in front of these people. She couldn't risk giving them what they wanted. Doing that would make them think they could easily break her sisters. And that was not true. They were strong, and would stay strong, even if it meant death.
His gaze shifted as footsteps entered the room. He glared at the young man who stood in front of him. "Don't be thinkin' of yerself as part of me crew, boy." He spat. "Thats not what you're here for. Your time will come, make no mistake about that." He glared at the boy, before stabbing a dagger into the table in front of him. It was easy to tell that he was not a happy person at the moment. It was times like these when most knew to ignore him.
Syrena
She looked up at her sister, determination clear in her eyes. She couldn't feel sadness, fear, not in front of these people. She couldn't risk giving them what they wanted. Doing that would make them think they could easily break her sisters. And that was not true. They were strong, and would stay strong, even if it meant death.
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Ariel was in a state of shock, "I can't beleive I fell for it", she thought this was something she would have expected from one of her younger sisters but not herself. Curiosity had gotten the better of her, she had been told many times before that a mermaid shouldn't be so sentimental over foolish thing that came for man. She saw the others Fae as always concerned with everyone but her self was swimming around checking on the others, Syrena was the strong one that just sat there trying not to show any emotion the others swam about trying to move around as much as possible. She never thought that humans would be so cruel, but she was wrong and naive. She had noticed that some of the man that had captured them seemed uncertain about capturing Ariel and her sisters. But they didn't do anything but watch with hints of guilt in their eyes. The only thing Ariel could do right now was try to concentrate on not crying and trying to find a way to get out. She leaned her head back against the tank and sighed trying to un-cloud her mind of all that had just transpired, but knowing good and well that it would be to easy.
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Philip-
Philip was lost in hazy thought as he leaned against the railing of the ship, starring down at the ocean water. They were rather upset, sad, angry. He replayed the whole scene in his head, when the mermaids were captured. He had felt so helpless at the time. What was he suppose to do, go against Blackbeard and possible get killed? No. That was not a option, not at the current time it wasn't. However, he wanted to see them again. They were truly beautiful creatures, he could clearly see where they could lure men in easily, so easily. .
Phil was yanked from his thoughts as a cabin boy tapped him on the shoulder, causing him to turn around immediately. He raised a skeptical brow as the boy spoke, a grin slipping across his lips. The brig? "I'm guessing he wants them for their tears, boy." he chuckled, speaking softly however, not wanting anyone else to really overhear him. "Go on now," he then murmured, glancing in the direction of the brig. It would be a rather risky move, but Philip was willing to take it. Casually, he began walking that way, taking deliberately slow steps. He wanted to see those mermaids again, and nothing was going to stop him.
Naomi-
Naomi stayed in her own small corner of the tank, starring out the glass. A look of pure concentration was written along her face as she thougt. Everything that had happened so far was her fault, and she knew it. She was the oldest, she lead them into the dangerous waters, and she left them for a short period of time. Such a dumb move on her part! Nao flicked her tail in anger, sea green eyes as hard as stone. She would never forgive herself for this. She glanced around the tank at her sisters, feeling as if she should say something encouraging at a time like this, but words were frozen in her throat. It felt as if a invisible hand was choking her. She felt ashamed, but instead of wanting to cry, she wanted to scream.
Nao squeezed her eyes shut, gripping her sides lightly, as if trying to hold herself together before she broke in two. All this time she had some unreal fantasy about humans. She dreamed of them being sweet "things", people just trying to understand mermaids. Oh how she was so wrong. Now Naomi knew the truth however, she knew not to trust them, she knew not to. . Cry for them. That's what these so-called "pirates" wanted, and she was not going to give them her tears. None of her sisters' were.
She clenched her jaw, finally re-opening her stone-cold eyes, looking back out the glass. If a fight was what these humans wanted, she would possibly give it to them. A fight.
Philip was lost in hazy thought as he leaned against the railing of the ship, starring down at the ocean water. They were rather upset, sad, angry. He replayed the whole scene in his head, when the mermaids were captured. He had felt so helpless at the time. What was he suppose to do, go against Blackbeard and possible get killed? No. That was not a option, not at the current time it wasn't. However, he wanted to see them again. They were truly beautiful creatures, he could clearly see where they could lure men in easily, so easily. .
Phil was yanked from his thoughts as a cabin boy tapped him on the shoulder, causing him to turn around immediately. He raised a skeptical brow as the boy spoke, a grin slipping across his lips. The brig? "I'm guessing he wants them for their tears, boy." he chuckled, speaking softly however, not wanting anyone else to really overhear him. "Go on now," he then murmured, glancing in the direction of the brig. It would be a rather risky move, but Philip was willing to take it. Casually, he began walking that way, taking deliberately slow steps. He wanted to see those mermaids again, and nothing was going to stop him.
Naomi-
Naomi stayed in her own small corner of the tank, starring out the glass. A look of pure concentration was written along her face as she thougt. Everything that had happened so far was her fault, and she knew it. She was the oldest, she lead them into the dangerous waters, and she left them for a short period of time. Such a dumb move on her part! Nao flicked her tail in anger, sea green eyes as hard as stone. She would never forgive herself for this. She glanced around the tank at her sisters, feeling as if she should say something encouraging at a time like this, but words were frozen in her throat. It felt as if a invisible hand was choking her. She felt ashamed, but instead of wanting to cry, she wanted to scream.
Nao squeezed her eyes shut, gripping her sides lightly, as if trying to hold herself together before she broke in two. All this time she had some unreal fantasy about humans. She dreamed of them being sweet "things", people just trying to understand mermaids. Oh how she was so wrong. Now Naomi knew the truth however, she knew not to trust them, she knew not to. . Cry for them. That's what these so-called "pirates" wanted, and she was not going to give them her tears. None of her sisters' were.
She clenched her jaw, finally re-opening her stone-cold eyes, looking back out the glass. If a fight was what these humans wanted, she would possibly give it to them. A fight.
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Bernael swam towards the edge of the tank. These mermaids look like they have been beaten. Can't they see the great opportunity they have been given? Her eyes glanced towards the room they where in; exploring it with her eyes as she practically ignored the rest of the mermaids. Her eyes weren't like the others, Bernael's where filled with life and excitement as she pressed her body against the glass a little to get a better view of the outside area. She took mental notes and what not before her eyes floated down towards the lights that shown through the bottom of the door. Interesting. she thought, as she looked over towards the other stuff that was around her.
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Hugo watched Philip with a bit of curiosity. He glanced back at the cabin door, deciding better now then never. He pushed himself up from his seat and followed Philip. The man obviously knew something and Hugo wanted to know what it was. His steps were more casual, as he didn’t actually know he was following Philip to the mermaids, just simply following him. He touched the grain of the rough ship and smiled, although he wasn’t raised on a ship he certainly came to love it.
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Syrena
When the door to the brig opened, she rose from her spot in the corner and swam to the edge of the tank, placing her hands on the glass and watching as a man entered. He was one of the men who'd seemed to regret the capture of Syrena and her sisters. Another one of the men followed him, and she was cautious as to why they were both in here. Her deep hazel eyes scanned both men with avid curiosity. Why were they down here? Had they come to collect the tears? Why had they acted different than the other men when she and her sisters were caught?
When the door to the brig opened, she rose from her spot in the corner and swam to the edge of the tank, placing her hands on the glass and watching as a man entered. He was one of the men who'd seemed to regret the capture of Syrena and her sisters. Another one of the men followed him, and she was cautious as to why they were both in here. Her deep hazel eyes scanned both men with avid curiosity. Why were they down here? Had they come to collect the tears? Why had they acted different than the other men when she and her sisters were caught?
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Philip-
Philip had finally reached the brig, opened the door, and slid inside quickly; Oblivious to the fact someone was following him. Once inside, however, he heard someone walking in also and glanced back to spot Hugo, immediately sighing heavily. "Come in, come in, quickly!" he grumbled, shutting the door after Hugo had walked in so no one would become suspicious of a halfway opened door. He then turned back around, seeing them for the first time since they were captured. The mermaids. His breath caught in his throat for a minute until he finally exhaled loudly, their beauty really shocking him, yet he expected it. It was a weird feeling, like you were just drawn to these strange creatures.
Phil took a step forward, gaze flickering to Hugo before back to the tank. A couple looked rather miserable, one looked angry, a couple even curious; This peeked his own interest. He took another weary step forward, as he raised a dark brow. What now? Just stare at them? He crossed his arms, looking at the one who followed him once more. "What should we do?" he questioned, voice a bit cautious. He wasn't sure, maybe Hugo would turn him in to Blackbeard for coming to the brig, but, he himself was down there also.
Naomi-
Naomi's cold gaze turned towards the swinging piece of wood as it opened letting brief light filter into the room before shutting once more. She swam to the front of the tank, her eyes narrowed as she watched the two men who entered the room. Gazing at them a second she balled up her hand into a fist, placing it against the tank. Unappealing things they were, she wished they would stop watching her sisters. She looked over at Syrena, shaking her head just a tad before glancing back at the "two-legged." What did they want, their tears? Nao wished them good-luck with that. They wouldn't cry, not one bit. She knew this, they were all rather strong willed.
She finally stopped glarring at the two, tilting her head completely to the left side as she watched the humans. She wished she could talk to them, she had a few choice words in mind.
Philip had finally reached the brig, opened the door, and slid inside quickly; Oblivious to the fact someone was following him. Once inside, however, he heard someone walking in also and glanced back to spot Hugo, immediately sighing heavily. "Come in, come in, quickly!" he grumbled, shutting the door after Hugo had walked in so no one would become suspicious of a halfway opened door. He then turned back around, seeing them for the first time since they were captured. The mermaids. His breath caught in his throat for a minute until he finally exhaled loudly, their beauty really shocking him, yet he expected it. It was a weird feeling, like you were just drawn to these strange creatures.
Phil took a step forward, gaze flickering to Hugo before back to the tank. A couple looked rather miserable, one looked angry, a couple even curious; This peeked his own interest. He took another weary step forward, as he raised a dark brow. What now? Just stare at them? He crossed his arms, looking at the one who followed him once more. "What should we do?" he questioned, voice a bit cautious. He wasn't sure, maybe Hugo would turn him in to Blackbeard for coming to the brig, but, he himself was down there also.
Naomi-
Naomi's cold gaze turned towards the swinging piece of wood as it opened letting brief light filter into the room before shutting once more. She swam to the front of the tank, her eyes narrowed as she watched the two men who entered the room. Gazing at them a second she balled up her hand into a fist, placing it against the tank. Unappealing things they were, she wished they would stop watching her sisters. She looked over at Syrena, shaking her head just a tad before glancing back at the "two-legged." What did they want, their tears? Nao wished them good-luck with that. They wouldn't cry, not one bit. She knew this, they were all rather strong willed.
She finally stopped glarring at the two, tilting her head completely to the left side as she watched the humans. She wished she could talk to them, she had a few choice words in mind.
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Bernael looked on as the humans walked into it. It where the couple of the boys whom looked and felt different than the others. Her eyes did not move from them as she examined them carefully yet cautiously. "What should we do?" she looked at the one who spoke before she inhaled and finally spoke with a blunt face. "Are you here for our tears?" She said very coldly; her hands pressed slightly up onto the glass that separated her from them. Her eyes glared down them as she longed to walk like they did, to feel like they did, to see the stuff that they did; but that would have to wait, right now was not the time to long for things she knew wouldn't happen.
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“No,” Hugo said quickly in answer to Bernael’s question. “Well I am not,” He said as he looked back to Philip. He shut the door behind himself as turned back to look at the mermaids. He felt the a lump build in his throat, it was once again difficult to breath. Even more so now that he was standing in front of this specimens of perfection. “See if they need anything,” Hugo stated simply to Philip’s question as he turned his back to the tank, taking a look around the room. He took a mental note that he saw no present food. “You all being fed,” He asked as he turned back, his eye catching on Naomi.
Every ounce of her presence was negative and angry, but Hugo understood that well. He walked to the glass his head tilting a bit as he watched her. He touched the glass gently, his fingertips making contact with the cold prison. He turned back around toward Philip. He walked away from Naomi and back toward the man he walked in with.
Every ounce of her presence was negative and angry, but Hugo understood that well. He walked to the glass his head tilting a bit as he watched her. He touched the glass gently, his fingertips making contact with the cold prison. He turned back around toward Philip. He walked away from Naomi and back toward the man he walked in with.
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Philip-
Philip blinked a few times as Bernael spoke, then Hugo answered. When he looked at him he narrowed his eyes a bit, shaking his head. "No. I'm not here for their tears either." he replied, looking at him before glancing around the room. It wasn't much of a room, he could clearly tell that, he himself noticing there wasn't any food around. When Hugo spoke again, he finally looked back at the tank to watch the mermaids reaction. The one at the front of the tank with her fist against the glass began shaking her head rapidly, then replied with "No, we aren't, YOU should know that, you're one of them." She was clearly angry.
Philip watched with amazement as the man that followed him in began walking up to the tank. What was he thinking? He crossed his arms as he watched him before looking back at the door. Tonight they could probably come back and be on the "safer side" instead of in daylight, like now; People would become curious. He cleared his throat when Hugo started walking back to him. "We should get them food then, bring it back tonight." he mused, coming to conclusion that would be best, but question was: What do they eat??
Naomi-
Naomi glanced at Bernael as she spoke, biting her lower lip as she just shook her head. She looked back at the humans though as one spoke, squinting just a bit as she looked at him. Her eyes danced with curiosity as they drifted between the two guys, remembering them from when her sisters' and herself were first captured. They were two of the five who actually looked, just a little bit, concerned? Maybe that was the completely wrong word for it. When Hugo spoke again Nao took this as her turn to speak. She shook her head, "No, we aren't, you should know that, you're one of them." she grumbled towards the guy, her hand having relaxed against the glass, her palm laying on the thick glass.
However, she tensed up as the one who spoke began walking in her direction, yet she didn't move, watching him with careful eyes. When he tilted his head, she tilted her own to the opposite side, quirking a brow. Nao blinked when the tips of his fingers touched the glass, having quickly moved her hand, but in return brought a finger up and placed it where his fingertips had been; Even though by this time he had already turned away. She finally ripped her eyes from that spot, eyes following him as he walked towards the other guy. Walked. She wanted to walk so bad. The whole feeling of wanting to know everything about humans came back, replacing some of that anger she felt.
Philip blinked a few times as Bernael spoke, then Hugo answered. When he looked at him he narrowed his eyes a bit, shaking his head. "No. I'm not here for their tears either." he replied, looking at him before glancing around the room. It wasn't much of a room, he could clearly tell that, he himself noticing there wasn't any food around. When Hugo spoke again, he finally looked back at the tank to watch the mermaids reaction. The one at the front of the tank with her fist against the glass began shaking her head rapidly, then replied with "No, we aren't, YOU should know that, you're one of them." She was clearly angry.
Philip watched with amazement as the man that followed him in began walking up to the tank. What was he thinking? He crossed his arms as he watched him before looking back at the door. Tonight they could probably come back and be on the "safer side" instead of in daylight, like now; People would become curious. He cleared his throat when Hugo started walking back to him. "We should get them food then, bring it back tonight." he mused, coming to conclusion that would be best, but question was: What do they eat??
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Naomi glanced at Bernael as she spoke, biting her lower lip as she just shook her head. She looked back at the humans though as one spoke, squinting just a bit as she looked at him. Her eyes danced with curiosity as they drifted between the two guys, remembering them from when her sisters' and herself were first captured. They were two of the five who actually looked, just a little bit, concerned? Maybe that was the completely wrong word for it. When Hugo spoke again Nao took this as her turn to speak. She shook her head, "No, we aren't, you should know that, you're one of them." she grumbled towards the guy, her hand having relaxed against the glass, her palm laying on the thick glass.
However, she tensed up as the one who spoke began walking in her direction, yet she didn't move, watching him with careful eyes. When he tilted his head, she tilted her own to the opposite side, quirking a brow. Nao blinked when the tips of his fingers touched the glass, having quickly moved her hand, but in return brought a finger up and placed it where his fingertips had been; Even though by this time he had already turned away. She finally ripped her eyes from that spot, eyes following him as he walked towards the other guy. Walked. She wanted to walk so bad. The whole feeling of wanting to know everything about humans came back, replacing some of that anger she felt.
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Syrena swam to the top of the tank and hoisted herself up on the edge, balancing on her arms. She had her eyes on the younger of the two men (Philip) Her eyes were filled with curiousity as she looked at him. Why had he and the others that were like him care about her and her sisters? What made them so different than the cruel men that made up Blackbeard's crew? Her hazel eyes glanced at the other man for a moment before drifting back to the other man.
Syrena swam to the top of the tank and hoisted herself up on the edge, balancing on her arms. She had her eyes on the younger of the two men (Philip) Her eyes were filled with curiousity as she looked at him. Why had he and the others that were like him care about her and her sisters? What made them so different than the cruel men that made up Blackbeard's crew? Her hazel eyes glanced at the other man for a moment before drifting back to the other man.
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Bernael looked at them. So if they weren't here for our tears, then why are they? She thought, swimming to the top of the tank and peaking her head out of the top of the water. She had heard them talking about food; like they knew what they ate. She quickly dove back in, trying to get a better veiw of these humans; curiousity was all around her, in her eyes, body languges. She couldn't help that she was curious about something she secretly wished that she was. Finally, she said something again. "What do you guys eat?" It was one of her thoughts that just spewed out of her mouth with out her knowing until it was a bit too late.
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Re: [OOC] Captured Tears
Ah! I had no idea everyone had started posting! >:O I'll post right now. (:<
Re: [OOC] Captured Tears
nobody is posting. =/ And is it just me or did the pairings switch around a few times?
Re: [OOC] Captured Tears
eh, forget the posting order, but be sure to post when you can, and please, post at least once a day
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ok, posting has started! but please, try to follow the posting order so that nobody gets left behind
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ok, now that we have all the character spots filled, I will make the starting post and we can start.
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Hmm. . I believe I will try to find acouple people to fill the spots of the characters we need here. Lol. It's a rainy day where I'm at, rather bored, have nothing better to do, Soo.. xD Hehe, I hope everyone is having a good day! >:D
Re: [OOC] Captured Tears
Well this looks potentially fun. I'll be posting a character soon for a guy. Hope you all have a good day.
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I could make a guy also, if you wish. >:P I dunno if I will do great with playing two characters, but I can certainly try! :D
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Argh. I hope the guys spots get filled. I don't want this Rp to die already! >:O The plot of it is really interesting. >:3
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just added him :D please check it out. I think you'll all like him.
but i still haven't decided who he'll be crushin' on. Maybe it should be some type of love triangle thingy......
but i still haven't decided who he'll be crushin' on. Maybe it should be some type of love triangle thingy......
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I hope no one else was a dork like me and named their mermaid Ariel cause I'll feel bad if I have to change her name But shes up midnight I hope she's okay.