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~My Characters~

Name: Johnathan "Johnny" Jones
Age: 23
Race: Shark
Profession: Pirate
Bio: Johnathan is one of the most feared pirates in the world due to his ruthless no mercy nature. No much is known about him as no one has been to his lair and lived to tell the tale; No one dares cross him since the last person who crossed suffered a horible fate. Johnathan is always acompanied by his "First mate" Skewer.
Weapons: Variety of blades, Large gun with blade used for gutting at the end. Trident used for various pourposes.
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Name: Skewer
Age: 18
Race: Shark
Profession: Henchman
Bio: Skewer was recruted by Johnathan at age 9 after he raided Skewer's home village. Skewer's real name has been forgoten since he recived the name Skewer. Over his years of serving Johnathan they have developed a brother like bond with each other. In combat Skewer tends to get "Blood thirsty" and go into a state of berserk.
Weapons: Twin Blades.
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Name: Kurai Bloodmoon
Age: 29
Race: Crow
Profession: Hitman
Bio: Kurai was origninally a geneticly altered goverment agent who disagreed with the goverments veiws. Some say he's to blame for killing the leaders of the Great nations allowing Vaim von Morirundugor to rise to power. Little is known on that fact. What is known is he has since disapeared after the rise of Vaim von Morirundugor.
Note: I will bring Kurai in later.
Weapons: Pistols and Magnums
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~*~My Chars~*~

Name: Fennec Coldfire (The the famous bounty hunter)
Age: 1208
Race: Fox (Has taken an age-arresting potion that made him into an anthro)
Profession: Resistance Leader
Bio: When he was born on new years eve 1208 years ago, there was a total eclipse of the sun, and a massive storm killed many of his kin. He has trained tirelessly for the last 1191 years. In his 1192nd year, Vaim von Morirundugor hunted down and attempted to kill the last of the Foxes, what he considered a grave threat to his plans. Fennec had been out foraging for his clan then. When he returned, he came just in time to see Vaim von Morirundugor's men murder his lifemate. He immediately drew his blade and killed all of those men. The last man, the Officer there, was killed as cruelly as he killed his lifemate. Ever since "The Den Massacre", he has sworn revenge against Vaim von Morirundugor, and anyone who is loyal to him.
Weapons: Bolter-pistol, 500 magnums and his favorite: A Rapier forged by the most skilled metalsmith in history.
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Name:Mea Culpia
Age: 26
Race: Wolf
Profession: Fighter Ace/Pilot
Bio: He was the best damn pilot in their navy; Until Vaim von Morirundugor decided his family was extraneous and had them murdered.
Appearance: A cliche man in a fighter pilot's suit, it is the same style of suit worn by Vaim von Morirundugor's navy. Vaim von Morirundugor's patches have been replaced with patches that have a depiction of 'Foxfire' on it. His civvies look somthing like this:


Name: Rick Berman
Age: 43
Race:Squirrel
Profession: "Redshirt"/Security
Bio: He's a anthro meat sheild. What more of a bio does he need? Fine. He's suicidal, idiodic, retarded, has aim worse than a Stormtrooper, and wears cloth instead of any type of armor.
Appearance: A nice little security uniform wrapped around a squirrel's body.

Soon after his arival Skewer walked into the docking bay and opened the airlock. "You must bae Coldfire." He stated blankly. "Wae've been expecting you." He comented with a low chuckle. Drawing a long cutlass that was begining to rust he walked closer to Coldfire and pointed the blade at his throat. "Don't try inything funnae naow." He warned as he turned and motioned for him to follow.

"Sharkhead?" Skewer laughed as he stoped and turned to Coldfire. "Dont bae throwing them insults around the captain." He warned as he claped him on the back. "You got some spunk in ye." He comented before moving infront of him. "Now your little...." He paused momentarily. "Meatbag is going to have to wait here." he grined flashing his teeth.

Skewer began to lead Coldfire up the stairs to Johnathan's throne room. He paused out side the door and looked to the gaurds making a quick motion with his hands. Noding in aproval the gaurds unlocked the door and steped aside allowing the two acess. The room they steped into was dimly lit with a few lanterns hanging from the ceiling. Johnathan's sillohet was visible in the shadows. The door slamed shut behind Skewer and Coldfire after they were both inside. "Fennec Coldfire corect?" Johnathan's voice sounded after a few moments.

"After us sharks you say?" Johnathan chuckled. "He has no way of finding us." He entertained the idea as he drank from a bottle he grabed off the floor beside him. "I've sent him funds before, he wont atack us." Johnathan hissed. "If he did....He would lose." He added quickly as he stood up and walked out of the shadows. "I see no reason to lend you our hand." He stated calmly as he motioned to what men were stationed in the room.

"How much would a third be?" He asked hearing Coldfires proposal. "As for the assistance your needing....define what you mean by assistance." He stated coldly. He began to slowly circle Coldfire as he waited for his reply.