Posts by PeacockEye

Tyren Gorvender is a cursed man, having horrible deformities of his face. Green eyes, mottled black hair, and hideous scarring on his face, not to mention his insectoid mutations. The only way to break his curse is to learn to love another and earn their love in return. But as the years passed, he slowly lost hope, for who could ever love a beast?

Toby reached up and poked his father's mouth, pulling down his lower lip comically, exposing Al's sharp fangs. Ingrid giggled at this, cradling her son.

The family never knew the impending doom. All three of them vampire-shifters. (Ingrid turns into a dragon! :D)

Marqus is the village hero, the bee's knees. The small village in Paris, France is a pleasant one, but trouble stirrs. Marqus is a well-known hunter and has pretty much every girl at his feet.

Marqus, being as obsessed with her, watched her from the bushed.

"Only Morray saw me, but he's only an eel." Giri said. (She sounds like Fluttershy crossed with Pinkie Pie) Morray nipped Giri's fin with his sharp teeth. "Don't pretend that I can't talk!" Morray snapped, his long greenish-yellow body following his head. Giri blushed as if ashamed for treating Morray like he couldn't talk.

Could I join with my own OC? 'o'

Name: Miriam Cotton
Appearance: Wavy brown hair, blue eyes, beige vest over a dirty white blouse, her hair tied up with her hair (I can acctually do that!), and a blue bandana
Personality: Quiet, shy, but to the point, inherented her father's talking parrot
Crush: None
Other: Daughter of Mr. Cotton, she has a quiet voice, but sure can scream
Favorite Quote: Parlay?! (Her parrot to Jack the monkey)

Miriam sat in a corner, sleeping off the last of her booze, her head buried in ther arms. Her parrot was eating the remains of her small meal. Buckets is what she decided to call the parrot. The odd silence woke her up. She looked around and noticed Jackie walking in. "Oh well look who's here..." She mumbled to Buckets, whom pecked at her sleeve, squawking obscenely.

"Wind in the sails! Wind in the sails!" Buckets squawked gleefully, giving Miriam the cue to cheer as a mug was set down on the table and Miriam drank the entire thing before throwing it back up. "Urgh... I gotta slow down...." Miriam grumbled, throwing a mugfull of ruined rum at a passerby, whom was enraged by this and punched the nearest person in the face.

A barfight started to grow and spread, eventually the musicians began to play a comically cheery tune as the fight got worse. Miriam flipped the table she was sitting at as Buckets began to tear at random people's faces. Almost the entire population of Tortuga was drunk.

Someone sneezed then everyone went on with their drinking. Miriam lay on a broken table, sleeping off her load.

Buckets was sitting on the mast watching the Captain and the new crewman. Buckets, being an intelligent macaw, had the idea of work for Miriam so she wouldn't drown herself in rum, and so she'd get back into being a real pirate.

Buckets flew back to the tavern and began pecking at Miriam, who just waved him away and rolled over. "Free bird! Free bird! All hands on deck! Awk!" Buckets crowed irritatingly, pecking at Miriam's hair.

"You ain't going to get Buckets without killin' me!" Miriam shouted angrily, smacking David accross the face with her pistol. Buckets squawked in approval.

Miriam accidentally fired her pistol, the bullet ricocheting off the chandelier and breaking a man's bottle of rum. He punched the nearest man and everyone began to fight. Miriam managed to pick up the broken table she was laying and throw it accross the room. (She basically threw a school desk.)

"Nope. Finger slipp'd." Miriam shrugged. "I'm sick of this place. Give me a damn job." She managed to say before doubling over and throwing up the remaing rum in her stomach. Buckets landed on her shoulder and squawked "Yo-ho! Pirates life! Wind in the sails! Sparrow! Free Bird!", making sure to drive the point home.

"Sure." Miriam said curtly, goose-steping outside. She then realized that she had no idea where she was going.

"That is a stupid accent." Miriam said, still drunk. Buckets began to bite her bandana.

Miriam chuckled. "I heard that your mother was a crewmember of Captain Jack Sparrow's crew. As was my father." She said, pointing her thumb at Buckets.

"Yes, Mr. Cotton is my father." Miriam chuckled. "Ah.. Who da Hell is that?" Miriam said, squinting.