Post by MARINA NEPTUNA on Feb 12, 2011 15:46:11 GMT -5
Marina Neptuna
"you are my savior, in my time of need"
"you are my savior, in my time of need"
Fifty Seven (Looks Around Seventeen to Nineteen)-Former Mermaid-Quiet-Cunning-Unsure
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Marina wasn’t always a pirate. For fifty seven years, she lived life as a mermaid, never aging, well, until recently. One day, a fisherman had come to where she was, and had kidnapped her. He took her to Tortuga, and proclaimed to a voodoo priest that he wanted her as a bride. This didn’t settle very well with her. So, the voodoo priest had changed her into a human, but as soon as she had legs she ran as best she could far away from the priest, and the fisherman.
The closest place she could get to was Tortuga. Once there, she found a hiding spot, got some better clothes, and found herself a last name, as to have something of a ‘human disguise’.
Of course, this was Tortuga she was in. She’d have to find a job somehow. There was no way she could go back out to sea just yet; it was already embarrassing to have been caught, but to come back with legs? That would be the height of embarrassment. So, she had to find somewhere to stay. Marina chose Tortuga. Sure, she’d have to deal with pirates, but, with pirates, came hiding from the fisherman. By now, as far as she is concerned, he is in the Virgin Islands, and she’s not in any way married to him.
And until she finds a voodoo practitioner to return her back to a mermaid, she’ll stay at Tortuga, or join a crew, if they need her, at all. Otherwise, she plans on staying in Tortuga.
As a human, Marina finds live extremely different than the one she was used to. Quiet, she isn’t quite sure how to talk to humans, seeing as she considers herself a bit higher in intelligence. A quick thinker, she tends to find ways out of situations without causing too many riffs. Key words: too many. Because she doesn’t speak too much, it often causes her problems because she won’t explain why she did something.
A weakness of hers is land, she doesn’t like it. Being quite clumsy on it, she prefers the flat roads to going more inland towards the jungle area. Another weakness is the ports. She loves going near the boats, and smelling the familiar smell of salt water and fish. Otherwise, she tends to keep to herself, stay in Tortuga, and wait for the right opportunity to rise for when she could go back to being a mermaid.
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I’m Mouse. I made here.
