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Gianna "Gia" La Riviera

"If you don't like being a doormat, then get off the floor."

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a character in “The Seas of Docruth”, as played by MissJordynBug

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Gianna "Gia" La Riviera

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Backstory
Gia grew up in a troubled household. Her father was either out drinking or home beating Gia, forcing her younger sister, Killian, to watch. Due to this, Gia's levels of patience decreased until she was through with the beatings and verbal abuse. She hid a piece of glass in her shirt when her father stumbled in, in a drunken stupor. Before he could lay a hand on her or Killian, she stabbed and slashed him over 14 times. She ran away, and at the young age of 14 she joined a group of bandits. They took her and her dear sister in as their family, and the two young girls softened the hearts of the guarded men. After 4 years of hard work and training, Killian was killed in a raid. The group was heartbroken, Gia most of all. She became cocky and witty, rude and sullen. She hated mostly everything, and though you'd think this would cause her to give up, she pushed on. She ran away from the group and joined a crew of pirates on the __________. She worked hard for 2 years, when she realized that she wanted more. She wanted to run her own ship. Gia awoke in the middle of the night and ran off to a remote place where she knew she could meet up with the captain of La Belleza, another ship. Their plan was to ambush the ship in the middle of another night and Gia would captain the _________, joining forces with La Belleza. The plan worked, up until the night it was actually supposed to take place. As Gia was walking the gangway, she was knocked out. When she awoke, she was in the hold, completely alone. Her birthday was 4 days afterward, but she spent it alone sulking. She is still awaiting her punishment.

Motive
Gia joined the crew in the first place, despite the war inside her mind, to lose herself in hard work. She wished to take her mind off of the death of her baby sister, but she went about it in the wrong way.

Description
Tall, strong, lean, and toned are all correct words in description of Gia. The 6 years of hard work she went through gave her hard muscles and a strong attitude. She's witty and sarcastic, and that adds to the air of shamelessness she gives off. She is quite gorgeous, blessed with an even complexion and smooth features. She has stunning green eyes and light brown hair, that all ties in with her pink lips. She carries herself with her shoulders high and chin the same, but on the inside she is lonely and extremely depressed.

Role on the Ship
Well, she's a prisoner at the moment. But she was a Mate before this.

Skills
~Double Handed swords
~Pickpocketing (She is VERY adept with this)
~Speechcraft
~Singing (bandits get bored, too)

Equipment
Right now, she's carrying nothing.

Tale of the Seas
Enrique winced as the cold, salty rain poured from above. The large black sails did nothing for the poor men whom were left to polish the wooded floors of The Maria. Most of these men were slaves, including Enrique, whom were stolen from their homes and left to starve on this ship. None of them wanted this life, yet they were somehow forced to live it. Enrique was done. Dying was better than being forced to work as-literally-skin and bones. He threw his rag on the ground and stood up, glaring at the captain who sneered.
"Fighting back, are we?"
"No. I'm giving up," answered Enrique.
He turned and dove off the edge of the ship, earning cries from the men aboard. Enrique was very well-known as being a trustworthy, kind, and loyal man. Nobody would've thought he would jump off the edge. He laid there, in a dead man float until those aboard the ship stopped trying to call to him. They assumed he was gone. Enrique watched the ship paddle away, and he immediately thought about his life. His little girl's birth, her bright blue eyes looking into his. His wife crying over the death of her mother. Nights spent cuddling in front of the flimsy fire that provided warmth to their small hut. He let the ocean engulf him, fill his body and cleanse all of the recent bad memories. He died remembering.
(It's not really a sea story, but I wanted to do something sentimental. It's short, so if you need something more detailed then PM me)

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This whole thing is in another font, so :)

So begins...

Gianna "Gia" La Riviera's Story

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Gianna opened her eyes and realized, with a groan, that she was still alone.
"Aye! You realize I'm a lady, correct? I can't stay in 'ere my whole life or you just may lose a pretty woman!" She cried, earning a groan and an eye-roll from the unfortunate pirate who was stuck watching her.
She leaned her head back against her arms--which were held above her head--and started to hum a song that she had learned from the bandits.
"SHUTUP ALREADY" shouted her guard.
Gia smirked and sat up, looking up at him.
"What would Redcap say to ye' if he heard how you're talking to me? Sure, I'm a prisoner but your captain values me. Who else has an attitude like me?!"
She sat back and closed her eyes, the salty air filling her lungs. Her arms ached from hanging above her head, and her neck was full of knots. Her hair was loosely tied up, many stray hairs falling in front of her face. Her face was dirty and she was bruised on her eye, as well as her arms and legs. She was wearing something like this:
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Ryland nodded slowly. Part of him was keen to press onwards, straight into the storm... But no. His crew doubted that decision would sit well with the crew... And besides; Who would tell of his great voyage, if it ended with them at the bottom of the ocean after a few days travel?

"Aye... Change her heading. I doubt this ship will last very long in a storm like that... Change her heading and..."

He paused for a moment, and moved in a little bit closer

"And keep an eye out, eh? See if you can't find us a bigger ship"

And with that he turned on his heel, kicking up small water droplets as he walked across the soaked deck...
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He entered cautiously into the gloom, squinting in the darkness. He looked down at that injured and starving creature that lay in the cell before him...

"And so begs the question of what to do with you?"

He pulled up an old wooden stool, and sat for a moment in thought...

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Gia sniffed and looked up.

"I hope ya' realize that what I did was for me. I needed it, an adventure"

Her eyes red and itching, she held back tears. The end was nigh, for the look on Ryland's face was enough to tell her that she had a few hours to plead her case.

"Say something. Anything. I just need to hear a god forsaken voice"




(sorry it's so short. I will make longer posts from now on, but I was busy)

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It was dark and gloomy, but he could see that she was close to crying. The red tinge around her eyes, and the slight tremor in her voice... He raised his finger to his lips to silence her, and chewed on his lip as he contemplated...

"Let me tell you how things are. Ship needs a crew, and we're short on hands. Ship can't sail without a crew, and in a storm like this, we can't afford for able hands to be chained up like this..."

He leaned a little closer, and his face turned more serious... He wasn't going to repeat this.

"I don't hate you for what you did. You saw your shot at glory, and you went for it... But you failed... Make no mistake; you ever try something like that again, and you will never see dry land again... Sail with me, and we can seek glory. But cross me again, and you will find no forgiveness..."

With that, he leaned back on his stool, and grinned slightly, awaiting her response...
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Outside, the winds grew stronger, and the ship rocked more violently. The waves reached higher, and the wind rushed through the sails, making a high pitch screaming noise as they did. Whilst on the surface above, the small vessel was battling against the high winds and strong pull of the sea, below the surface, it was apparent the ship was not the only thing the storm had disturbed...

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Whilst the winds were strong, and the waves were heavy, the true threat had yet to reveal itself. The storm had pushed the ship off course, and into more unforgiving waters. Beneath the surface of the volatile waters, shapes began to dance and twirl and whirl in the chaos. The wind continued to howl, but brought with it hints of the demonic laughter coming from the deep. A single, pale, elegant hand reached slowly out of the water, and slammed its fierce, red claws into the side of the ship, pulling itself out from the waves. Behind it trailed a smooth and humanlike figure, followed by a mess of thick black scales that crafted themselves into some resulting tail shape. Its face was young and innocent, but its eyes glowed a wicked green in the inky darkness of the night, and its teeth filled grin excreted some horrific and terrifying implication of laughter. A second, a third and too many to count plunged out of the blue, and clung desperately to the side of the vessel. One by one they pulled themselves out of the water, and climbed upwards towards the deck at the promise of bloodshed and flesh....

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Well spank his arse and call him a monkey! Things were crawling out of the sea. Sadly, they weren't mermaids of a beauty but they were certainly something that would make a man gasp in strain. With what was going on, it was hard to see who was the boss that commanded this chaos, the smart one would probably be under the sea somewhere,underneath the ship perhaps.

"Bloody Hell! Grab my gun your highness!"the boy commanded,the furry creature wasted no time in slinging the gun from the boy's belt up to his hand. Then with the flick of his wrist, the metal snapped out of it's safety as he continued to steer the ship with one hand. Wherever they were going the sea mother's were certainly not pleased with them. He pointed his weapon.

Bang!

One of the creatures melted to the ground in front of him. He snatched at the first sailor he saw after that, with no weapon but a small knife, "oy mate. Don't go jumping the boat yet. Take the wheel and the gun. I'm gonna go fetch some toys for us all!" the man looked extremely frightened, his eyes were popping out and sweat dribbled down like rain intermingling into a storm on his own body and soul. Jesper sighed pushing his own gun on to the male, to be expected, they were all taken by surprise.

"Defend yourself well. May the albatross bless you a little~"Jesper said in a sing song voice before racing across the ship. He reached for his second gun that would have been strapped to the back strap of his belt.

He pointed the yellow fruit at the fish face pressing it against the upper skin of it's green lips. "Ahaha! Just kidding ugly," he laughed realizing his own predicament as a second ugly fish joined his mate that had a fruit pointed to his face, it rubbed it's sharpening claws together and the enthusiastic man's hostage showed off it's brilliantly dazzling teeth with the hel0p from the strike of lightning through the sky.

" I was seriously kidding about kidding!" he pressed against the peel of the banana and shot the white flesh into it's mouth, granting him a choking surprise. Jesper flung the yellow skin at the other one which was getting ready to dive him from the flank-while listening to Scratch's protest(it was supposed to be the last of his banana supplies). With a few seconds to spare he flung himself through the cabin halls racing downwards into the armory, but not before hearing a very casual voice-in spite of the situation.

The young brunette peered into the prisoners haul seeing the captain and the prisoner, an ex-mate. In a running motion he pointed towards the armory, gesturing to the mammal and the monkey squeaked in response. Scurrying down his body into the chambers in a second.

"Sir Magicman if you have time to be chatting up a storm with our pretty prisoner I suggest maybe you want to continue your discussion with her while you battle off the guests that seem to want to have dinner with us," his wet foot wear went squished against the wooden floorboards as he entered with a smile for the man with side burns. Jesper gave a brief nod of acknowledgement to Gia.

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Gianna was listening, her head down. She listened, the ship jerking her to the side.

"Aye. What's my duty, sir?"

"Sir Magicman-" She heard a crew member, Jesper begin. The squishing was enough for her to want to punch him in the face.

"Er-Jesper, is it? Shut up. If ye' were down 'ere ye'd want to have a discussion about this. We're on our way up. Get outta here. And next time, please say hello instead of actin' like I'm a dog."

Gia looked over at her captain and nodded slightly.

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Ryland didn't need to be told twice... In fact, he was insulted that this riffraff had the guts to tell him once, but he hadn't time to worry about that now. He reached into his pocket, and pulled out an old rusted set of keys, and skid them across the floor so they stopped just within Gia's reach...

"Watch that cheek of yours, Jespy boy... Its not so small a crew that we couldn't afford a few losses..."

He stared for a few moments, anger indented deep into his face, before it fell into a wide grin, and he begin to laugh. He grabbed his cutlass out of his sheath and made for the deck...

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The demon-like creatures continued to haul themselves out of the black ocean, snarling and screeching with hideous laughter as they went. One of the monstrosities was already tearing into the corpse of its fallen ally, and about half a dozen more dragged themselves around the deck, looking for their next victim...

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Aye Aye Missy. No need to get all pox faced. Just trying to lighten the mood’ere,” he held up his hands in front of him in a sarcastic taunt. The reasons why he chose the ladies on the land rather than the sea, some of them can get so heated over the smallest of words, although the ladies in general seemed pretty fiery when it came to words-making him revise his thoughts- why did they always pick on every single little thing? “Although you’re the one who called yourself a dog,-not me,”he chuckled lightly.

Watch that cheek of yours, Jespy boy…It’s not so small a crew that we couldn’t afford a few losses.” The captain said seriously before beginning to laugh.

Of course,” he gave an exaggerated bow. His water filled hat fell right down with a splosh. “But I do hate assisting in sending those ‘I’m so sorry for your loss boohoo' letters,” he swiped his hat off of the ground and proceeded outside the door way allowing Ryland to pass the door first.

The younger male eyed the cutlass the man unsheathed and tweaked his voice slightly higher humorously, “ Aaaw! Sir but what shall I do with all these other weapons that I’ve brought before your feet,” he said it as a joking statement rather than a question. His hands swept to the side at the empty space; although the space wasn’t empty for long as the squeak of a certain ball of fur had returned.

From its tail it dragged three light weighted swords and from its arms it dragged a bag of flint locked pistols. The brunette took up the two pistols allowing the monkey to climb aboard his arm once more while breathing quite heavily. “Aaah! What a good monkey!” he briefly stroked the animal’s nose as it sighed planting it's body on top of his shoulder.