Mystic Island: First Launch.

I guess, my first attempt at a roleplay on the site. Here I go!

Without mercy, the tides wash on the shore. Carrying the stories of many. Some sad, some happy, some eternally haunting the soul. These stories are all but whispers, nothing more. Up on land though, lives a fair town. Bliss best descripted the town, news does not find it's way to the lonely islands in the ocean.

Once and a while a ship would dock on the island, but left in less than a day or so. During this time, villagers would stow away on the ship. Desperate attempts of adventure, all leading to the same thing. Death.

Mystic Island (named by the villagers) was not the only island in the ocean. There where many others, full of adventure and treasure. But how far will the villagers go to find it?

Our story takes place in the local school, in the village, on the island, in the ocean.


Character Sheet

Name:
Age:
Gender:
Appearance:
Abilities:
Weapons:
Bio:
Where are you gonna start:


Basic stuff you should know

Little technology, some basics.
Keep weapons realistic, a kid isn't gonna have a berserker sword. But, they might get new weapons off the island.
I'm keeping the plot, story, characters basic. It's gonna get better as we go along.
Ect.

Alright! *Cuts the ribbon to start the RPing*

Name: Jakivis
Age: 15
Gender: Male
Appearance: Longish blond hair, blue eyes, dark blue t-shirt, and jeens.
Abilities: Really good agility.
Weapons: Starts off with nothing, but will use swords/knifes.
Bio: Orphaned on the island, left on the island by a ship a long time ago, now he waits for a chance to get off the island.
Where are you gonna start: In his house on Mystic island.

Name: Nehtan Anderson
Age: Decreased, was 35 years old before death
Gender: Male
Appearance: See-through, appears to be on fire, ragged formal cloths, something covering head and face.
Abilities: Basic ghost stuff, plus creating fire
Weapons: None
Bio: Died in a house fire, many years ago, was well respected before this. What started the fire, unknown.
Where are you gonna start: Graveyard

Jakivis was sleeping in his bed inside of his house. Dreaming peacefully.

[Nethen Anderson]

I was floating around the graveyard.

Jakivis jumped out of bed with a yawn. He put his clothes on and walked outside.

[Nethan Anderson]

I was still floating around the graveyard.

Jakivis was bored of school, he decided to cut classes for the day. He took the stroll past the local graveyard.

He entered the graveyard and went to a grave, just looking at it.

[The grave]
Here lies Honest Dave
Brutally murdered for cheating in a game of poker

[Nethan Anderson]

I did not notice Jakivis.

Jakivis sighs after he's done reading it. "They never did find out the thruth about his death..." he muttered loudly.

[Nethan Anderson]

I then noticed Jakivis. "Who's death?" I asked.

Jakivis, not noticing the ghost, said "Davy, a friend of mine a while back. He got into trouble with the mob..."

[Nethan Anderson]

"By Davy, do you mean Honest Dave?"

Jakivis replied in a low quiet, "Yes...".

[Nethan Anderson]

"Well, since he got brutally murdered for cheating in a game of poker, I'd believe that, because he was so honest, he told them that he was cheating."

Jakivis snapped out of the depression and yelled, "Can you not hear or something?! I said that no one really found out what happened. The poker game was a cover up!"

[Nehtan Anderson]

"Now, now, is there a point to yell at someone that's dead?"

Jakivis says with a sigh, "I guess, yelling at his grave wont help..."

[Nehtan Anderson]

"...No, I meant me. I died in a house fire"

Jakivis slowly turned around... "W-what...?"

[Nehten Anderson]

"You want proof? My grave is over there.." I pointed to where my grave was.

Jakivis slowly walked over to the grave.

"Well, that's something you don't see everyday..."

[Nehtan Anderson's grave]
Here lies the ashes of, the well respected, Nehtan Anderson
Died in a house fire
The mob was sued afterwards by relatives of Nehtan

Jakivis looked up at the ghost, "So, you where involed with the mob? They left the island long ago."

[Nehtan Anderson]

"So, shouldn't you be in school?"