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Age of Sail Meme
Welcome to the high seas and the Caribbean, in the Golden Age of Sail—and Piracy! Hoist anchors and set sail, because there’s adventure—and treasure—on the horizon.
Roles:
Piracy
A. Ship captain, of course, would you be found anywhere else? Command and the sea, those are your callings. Along with, of course, plunder.
B. Quartermaster, elected representative of the crew’s interests, and with power to veto the Captain’s decisions whenever the ship is not engaged in battle.
C. Crew. You’re in it for the plunder, and can’t be bothered with those pesky decisions. Unless, just maybe, you’ve got a mutiny in mind.
D. Cabin boy. Lowest in rank and newest on the ship, without any sailing experience of your own, but you’ll work your way up.
E. Stowaway. Whatever ship you’re on, whatever reason you have for running, you’d better hope you aren’t found.
The Law
F. Pirate-hunter. Maybe you’re working freelance, taking bounties where you find them, or maybe you are an officer of a royal navy, but either way, you’re tasked with bringing those lawless pirates to justice. There’s money in it, and glory for you.
G. Governor. You are the law, in your little corner of the Caribbean. Troops from the homeland, money and resources are yours, but anarchy is just one mistake away, and the pirates are always threatening your ships and those of your traders.
H. Honest sailor. You follow orders and don’t ask too many questions about them. Or the cargo.
I. Innocent Passenger. Honestly, you were just trying to get home, or to your new home in the new world. But now? Pirates.
Land-Lubbers
J. Innkeeper or Brothel Madam. When the pirates and sailors come into town, they’re going to need food, drink, and companionship. You’re here to provide that.
K. Shipwright. Ships and repairs, it’s all your business. You’re willing to serve any customer, and you don’t ask too many questions.
L. Wildcard! Who would your character be in the Golden Age of Sail?
Mix and match, pirates and pirate hunters, raid a ship or follow a map to treasure. Go get that horizon!

Luka -OC- OtA
Don’t know anything about boats and just want a big vampire to rail you? I got you. Want to reenact the wreck of the Demeter from Dracula? I got you even more. Hmu, OtA, open to anything!]]
Anne Bonney | Pirate of Legend & Lore (sort of) | OTA
Anyway, something demi-historical works, something modern-ish works, and even something in the future when the ice caps have melted and the world has set sail once more is also possible.
And sometimes she looks like a dude, that's when she goes by Arthur and it's best not to mention otherwise.]
Eddie + Stranger Things + OTA
Gabreel King + OC + OTA
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Darcy Flotsam - Vampirates series - OTA
She's been serving as figurehead and bell-ringer (to let the rest of the crew know when it's safe to come on deck) as well as occasional pre-dinner entertainment (she's quite a singer) on a pirate vessel for ages now, and she's having a great time. Much better than being stuck in some stuffy museum.]
Malachi Blackwood | Vampire | Original character
Formerly Knights Templar and trained as one of their sea captains.]
Sanji | One Piece (live action)
Charles Vane | Black Sails
Gorgon (Medusa) 🐍 fate/ 🐍 ota
Claire Bennet ∞ Heroes ∞ OTA
Tyrion Lannister | ASOIAF/GoT | OTA
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Horatio Hornblower | Hornblower
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Simulations do nothing to prepare one for the culture shock.
It's still affecting young Lieutenant Tayrey now, even though she's used to the ship's routines, to the sights and sounds and smells - no simulation will ever get the smells right - and to her own duties, steady as she is at them. Yet it's still all alien, and she frets still that someone will see right through her, know that she's only feigning familiarity. Acting the competent lieutenant, not as if she's an apprentice-girl gawking at everything on her first day shipside.
She hadn't wanted an experimental assignment. No, she'd been very happy aboard the Prosperity, but she'd been picked out for this. Offered a lucrative payment for herself, and another for the ship, which meant profit-share for everyone. Of course they were going to encourage her. She'd tried the political deferral: surely a lieutenant with more than my scrap of seniority should have the opportunity, but they hadn't wanted some long-time careerist set in their ways. Tayrey was young and ambitious and adaptable, the perfect candidate. Still, she could have turned it down. Probably would have, if not for Captain Kavarai's prodding. In the end, she couldn't bring herself to disappoint him.
The training had been something else. She'd never been so wet and cold, and the ticking of a box saying her background meant she had no fear of heights meant nothing. The high Tower walkways she'd grown up with didn't sway. Tayrey had been disheartened, but the scientists overseeing it all had briskly assured her that someone like her, someone qualified as pilot and astrogator, passed and certified lieutenant at only sixteen standard years? She should be able to handle it. No trouble. So she did her best, hoping it was enough. Some things were easy. Savitskaya had taught her thoroughly; she was already competent with sextant and slide rule, a skilled chartist, lightning-fast in her mental calculations. She knew how to hold her nerve under fire, act without hesitation. She knew how to give orders to spacers twice her age. Transferable skills, they'd said.
Then she'd been dropped in the deep end, through the portal and onto a sailing ship on a planet with unimaginably distant spatiotemporal co-ordinates. With her cover story, and her critical and secret mission, which she would be able to fulfil at some point. Allegedly. Until then, she was told, fit in. Not so easy as it sounded. She's on deck now, looking out at the horizon, taking in the wind and weather and-
'Look there!'
She grabs the arm of the man next to her, pointing out into the distance. Very faint, could have been a trick of the light, but you don't ignore unusual scanner blips when you're on watch. Her second year, she'd averted disaster on the Prosperity by raising the alarm over a maybe. This, she figures, is no different. If that's a ship out there, probability says it's French.
John Blackthorne | Shōgun
gabrielle de lioncourt | the vampire chronicles
though she probably will go swimming in the ocean to catch a few sharks when everyone is asleep. ]
Cassandra de Rolo | Critical Role