This is my character description just incase anyone that joined didn't see it.

Name: Tom Morrison
Hair: Short, spiked hair (Gel)
Hair Color: Black
Eyes: Brown
Ethnic: Caucasion/White
Personality: Fun, Free, Not Serious
Clothing: Black T-Shirt, Jeans
Age: 32
Facial Hair: None
Eyebrows: Normal (not hairy)
Acne: None

Tom was jobless at the time- he used to work as a marine in the army, but he retired because he wanted to lead his life instead of wasting it. He got his paycheck and decided to go on a cruise, live it up for awhile before he had to go back to work. So now hes on this ship, enjoying himself.

Obroc finishes mods and he is a complete democrat!
Obroc never takes a vacation, he needs to workworkwork.
He named his desktop "Aifos"
He also has a random color database.

Did I miss something, Corbo?

Your character's name was written before you made those many modifications to your character. I'll make sure to write a competent history now, though.
Just a couple more sign ups and I guess we're good to go and sink this ship.

@kevin: Yeah, Obroc loves kevin.

So, is it at all possible that either my scenario stays or at least I get thrown off a warship?

You'll keep your scenario, don't worry. All of your descriptions will be considered, I wouldn't make you waste your time on them, duh.

Yay. <3 Corbo.

Why am I FEMALE!?

To make your description much, much creepier then it was before.

I said you were randomly picked to be a female a long time ago

But I don't wanna be female .

Someone has to roll a sexchangedoctorguy.

Oh me, I'm in. My guy's name is Vincent Rose.

This brings memories from way back.

Also, is the island we're going to be landing on supposedly uninhabited?

Who said you're going to land in the island?

If Nerdy's in, I'm in!
Name: Rofl Skatz
Nationality: Eastern European of some kind
Age: 51
Occupation: Sexchangedoctorguy
Just kidding. In some seriousness:
Name: Adam Trite
Age: 17
Hair: Light brown, short
Eyes: Variable (Changes between gray and hazel)
Height: 5'10"
Weight: 140 lbs.
P.O.B.: Seattle, WA
Equipment: Leatherman Juice CS4
Background: Came on the cruise to search for a place that would be safe in the event of a North Korean initiated nuclear apocalypse.

Hmmm. Now that I think about it, I am not wielding anything. As I would not wield anything irl...

A drop of water fell on the ship's steel cover in the lower floor, when a drop falls like this in a ship it is sign of no good, however, this drop fell of a glass of water that Valeriya's was pouring in her cabin. She was preparing for a nice sleep time and a glass of water would satisfy her thirst so that she wouldn't wake up in the middle of the night to get a glass of water.
Mutambe's performance had already finished a couple of minutes ago, time enough for him to get some fresh air and Eduardo accompanied him for a nice talk about music in the deck. Minutes passed until Eduardo realised something, weird, he said. Mutambe, confused, asked Eduardo what was wrong. Question to which Eduardo answered "We haven't moved from here ever since the sunset, I saw this island when I was going to the dinning room and we're still here. Something's wrong".

And alarmed Vincent Rose woke up from a near death experience. His 5th floor cabin was flooded with water. Water that was slowly, but deadly filling the ship. He had been so tired from his past day that he slept almost 20 hours to waking up from being almost drowned-dead. Without thinking about it he stood up and the rising water reached the upper level of his knees. This could only mean one thing. The ship was sinking down. He ran then through the lonely hallways of a complete floor that still was in the dinning room after hearing Mutambe's performance. Ran and faster and faster shouting in his already tired breath "The ship is sinking! The ship is sinking!"

Day 2 - 00:32

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A couple of minutes later vincent had already been listened through all the ship and all of the passengers were already running towards the emergency area hoping they could get on a life boat.

Post has been edited 2 time(s), last time on Dec 17 2008, 7:06 am by Corbo.

GET TO DA CHOPPA LIFE RAFT!

FlyingHat, knowing that he couldn't do much to help the other human passengers of the ship, simply flew off the deck to the nearby island.

The hat landed on a smooth rock on the beach, he watched the faraway pandemonium unfold on the ship, wishing for another cup of the cruise ship's coffee.

Post has been edited 3 time(s), last time on Dec 17 2008, 6:51 am by FlyingHat.