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I'd love to maybe be a part of this!

I'm pretty interested in joining this

Seems like an interesting idea :)

"Always have been ready. Always will be." Asher smiled with a casual salute to the captain. "I wanna see what magic these mermaids 'ave hidden away from us." He said, responding to Damian's question. "They have so much unknown power in their scales. If I can just take a few, who knows what I...

Asher let out a small yelp, feeling the man sneak up behind himself but reacting far too slow. "You wouldn't hurt me even if you wanted to." He teased. "You know I'd haunt over you for eternity." He said confidently before slipping out of his grasp. The way he spoke to most of the crew was far...

Asher was leaning against the edge of the ship, facing northwards with his eyes closed in some type of lost trance. Hearing his captain's footsteps nearby, he opened his eyes abruptly and looked back at him. "I'm afraid I can't sense anything too out of the ordinary, especially with Captain...

Asher gazed at the stranger boarding onto the ship, feeling the vibe of a captain radiate off him almost instantly. He walked to Damian's side, taking a closer look at the man. He observed him bowing towards the crew and was quite surprised that he had such a way with manners, it was quite odd...

Asher nodded, listening to Damian's commands and heading down the main deck. With a dagger still in hand, he exclaimed the catpain's orders to the other crew members. "Lower your guns!" He yelled. "Keep them at arm's length, don't let them try any funny business." Asher was definitely a...

Asher rushed out of the lower decks and towards the bow, noticing the other crew members preparing their weapons and cannons for an all out war. He felt the immediate presence of foreign spirits, which was only really obvious in the middle of the ocean, where you were isolated from anybody other...

Name: Asher Rose Nicknames: Ash, The Witch Doctor Age:18 Height: 5'8'' Weight: 135 lb Mermaid/pirate: Pirate Personality: Asher can be rather mischievous around the ship. He enjoys teasing the rest of the crew and places the occasional harmless hex on some to get a laugh out of it...

Tristan stood firm, listening to Genesis retell the story of Icarus in the voice of the still mysterious Omji. It was somewhat intimidating, staring into the being's somewhat endless "Okay." He uttered under his breath, giving a slight nod of his head. "I'll do that, I suppose." Tristan was...

"You could say that again..." Tristan commented, agreeing with Lan about this Omji guy. He sounded a hell of a lot like his coach, all condescending and crap. It made his blood boil, but boy did it feel good proving him wrong. Tristan had initially just shrugged at Ashley's response. She...

Hearing a faint voice, Tristan looked down to his side to see Ashley speaking up at him. He smiled with satisfaction, noting the fact that she hadn't really directly spoken to him, or any of the other club members, until now. "I think creepy is too nice of a word." He said, continuing to walk...

Tristan opened his eyes, feeling the same odd sensation Lan felt during the whole teleportation dealio. Finding himself finally out of the webs, he practically cheered out loud in glee, but there was no time for that. After all that, he just wanted to leave this hell hole of a universe...

Tristan's lips pursed into a helpless pout, absolutely disgusted by the sticky, mucous like webs that touched practically every nook and cranny on his body. He smiled in relief to see Lan come to the rescue, giving him some advice on how to get out. "Okay, no prob." He did what he was told...

"Hm?" Tristan gazed down to his shoulder, taking a peak at Lan smiling up at him. "They're still looking for the relic, it seems." While the others were searching for the relic room however, he still wanted to try and practice using his own relic. "That teleportation stuff you did back there was...

Tristan furrowed his eyebrows, looking up at the tall spider, not quite sure which pair of eyes to look at when he spoke. The voice was recognizable, even identical to the voice of its parallel in the club's original universe. It was so similar that Tristan barely even remembered that it was a...

Another droplet of sweat fell from Tristan's temple, listening to Vanya describe the odd mating ritual of female spiders. "Gee thanks. That sure makes me feel better." He said sarcastically, still slightly nervous with all the spiderlings around them. When he saw that the boy next to him was...

Tristan looked down at Lan, letting out a small chuckle at his attempt to comfort him. Despite the rather crude description of the spider-people, the small pat he gave him on the arm did manage to lower his anxiety levels a bit. Well... until he found out these spiderlings were most likely going...

Triscuit... I love it. Officially the name of my next character. Sounds like the name of a cookie brand (^U^)