Post by Ethan Dalloway on Aug 16, 2007 1:52:25 GMT -5
ronno said:
character`s name ;; Ronno.
movies he`s in ;; Bambi [adult], Bambi II.
what is the character like ;; In a word: Bratty. But no matter what people call him, or what he knows he's like, it never slows him down. He's your average egotistical, bad-mouthing, stuck-up, and antagonist deer. In an easier sense; he is not one of the deer that would go lollygagging around in the meadow, or helping Snow White clean a cottage that housed seven little men. In fact, he'd rather be off flirting with the does or practicing how to rutt or use his antlers to mark trees by scraping their bark from them. [nf.]
roleplay sample ;; [ from Disney Unleashed. ]
“I recall no such agreement, Jack, seeing as you had done the same cruel deed as I, by taking my charts. The score be even enough between us.” He scoffed, as he watched the other captain ramble about how he longed for The Black Pearl to be once again in his possession. Though, true to his word, the pirate believed it to be truth, and that their acts had rendered them equal. With that thought, he turned his attention away from the swaying other. Silently, Barbossa continued to sit in a relaxed manner, managing to further ignore the fact that Jack was perched on the flooring behind his seat, cowering from the East India Trading Company; those who had come crashing in and silencing the perfectly small and ungodly loud tavern. He kept a straight-forward gaze, as he had prior to watching his rival dive for cover, his gaze sincerely transfixed on the exaggerated red coats and cotton-ball heads that belonged to Beckett’s men. Whilst he did so, he took a small swig of his rum, and, once he felt satisfied for the time being, he extended his arm, pounded the cup back onto the table, so his mind could rest firmly on the fraction of the British Army. Not much to his surprise, either, did he notice that one of the puff-headed invaders was moving in the direction of his wooden pulpit. High-and-Mighty Cutler, no doubt, for no one else would have such an eye for what he was after. Obviously, Jack was his current target. “Huh.” He randomly grunted aloud, as his eyes warily hawked the other’s movements, intently staring as the oncoming figure expertly weaved and navigated their way through the crowd of soundless drunkards.
In time enough, Lord Beckett had reached the table, standing ‘high’ (more in mentality than what Hector saw plain as day in front of him) and flawless, just as he had always been described and always looked like. Pfft, the little wigged man was far too proud for his own good. Although, his despicable level of dignity suited him well, and besides, he appeared to know how to handle it; to make it cater to his character. When the indeed powerful commander stood before them officially, the pirate chose to say nothing, not that it would help Sparrow keep his flagrant hiding place concealed or anything—he just found it better off to pretend that he had no idea there was a strange man huddled behind him. However, when the Head of the EIT Company spoke of Jack, he couldn’t help but give a muffled laugh. “Jack Sparrow isn’t it?” And just like everyone else, Beckett had forgotten the- “Captain.” There it was, on queue, promptly spat out by the dark-haired rogue himself. It was like the same story every time.
After the cowardice had completely blown his overt location, Barbossa watched as Beckett’s attention then turned towards a silhouette that lingered about the pub’s confines. Squinting to take a closer look, the captain realized that the creature before him was none other than a rather confused male lion—unlike the Chimera beasts that the wild animal resembled. So, Jack hadn’t been hallucinating after all. And more or less, the fact that it wasn’t just some random comment bewildered him. There seriously was a lion in the pub, and Beckett was asking if it was Jack’s—the other again revealing his voice respectively, but then falling back into a reserved state, as if nothing had happened. But, before Barbossa could elaborate on it any more in his mind, his train of thought broke when he AGAIN, heard the voice of the once-“unexposed” plunderer ring about the corner in which the four of them were all gathered. “So, you’ve finally decided to join the pirate life, have you, mate?” At this question and/or mocking statement, Barbossa raised his brows ever slightly, wondering what inside of his rival must have snapped to cause him to gain such an extensive amount of courage. Interested with the current ordeal, he turned to glance at the speaker of the comment, and gave a dry smirk, before he switched his position back to face Beckett, who, on the other hand, didn’t seem amused by it.
Suddenly, the enemy switched the topic, but didn’t hesitate to retort to the teasing pirate’s words. “Well, I'm not Cutler anymore Jack. It's Lord now, actually,” He had stated, his words bold and prim, as they were mostly presumed to be. But, what his next statement involved, which, not only switched the conversation’s gears, but caused the spectator in question to spark a bit of inner disturbance—The Black Pearl. Or, as Beckett was choosing to call it, by its first name: The Wicked Wench. His teeth suddenly clenched, as one hand took a harsh grip on an arm of the wooden chair. Just watching the supposedly ‘respectable’ man speak of the afore-mentioned beautiful boat as if it were still that lollygagging slave ship that was under control of Cutler Beckett certainly tested the pirate’s self-control. By then, Lord Beckett had glided to Jack’s right side, and spoke the words. “Actually, I want my ship back. You know what one I'm talking about, Jack. You asked Jones to raise it from the depths for you, then you renamed it. Now, I want it back.”
Knowing that he would be unable to hold in his comments any longer, Hector then shifted back to where he had been looking at Jack to meet the form of Beckett, before he opened his mouth and answered the demand that was clearly none of his business. But, if he assumed that The Pearl was under Jack’s command every time, there would be a lot of wasted energy and words. And so, the current captain began. “Well, I beg’n your pardon, Mister. Lord Beckett,” He mused, waving a single hand in a small circle. “—But I believe ye’ be askin’ the wrong sailor about The Pearl, seeing as dear Jack is no longer its caretaker. Ah, but even if he was, were you really expecting him to just hand it over to you and your putrid group of scallywags? As ye’ stated, Davy Jones raised it from the depths for a pirate, for Jack Sparrow, therefore it is no longer your ship at all. Perhaps you can strike a deal with the Devil ‘imself should you want it back oh so badly.” He reclined back into a relaxed position, and tipped his head backward peering at the scene around. The lion, the lord, and; Jack, and again put on a short, wry smile. With it, he completed his two bits, and his attention flipped, passed the lion, and towards the table, where he again took up his mug.
why should i have this character ;; Cause I'm a sucker for evil little deer? o.O;
other rp sites i`ve been on ;;
- Disney Unleashed. [ as Hector Barbossa. ]
- Sunagakure. [ Naruto. ]
- Ressurrected Shinobi. [ Naruto. ]
- Empire. [ Horse/Wolf. ]
- Silence of the Crows. [ Wolves. ]
- Warriors: Dawn of a Tragic Demise. [ Cats. ]
- The Streets of Boston. [ Stray Dogs. ]
- Kenten City Strays. [ Stray Cats. ]
- The Nai Valley. [ Horse. ]
- Beyond World`s End. [ PotC. ]
- Organization XIII. [ Kingdom Hearts. ]
- Kingdom Hearts: The Thirteenth Chronicle. [ Kingdom Hearts. ]
- Many others which have died off. xD
what should the title say ;; I wasn't done talking about me!
anything else ;; Well, my Activation code has yet to come. o.o;
NOTE FROM ADMIN: You have not changed it saying you were done, but once I read it I saw that it looked done. I hope that is okay. Have a great time here at Disney Globe!