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Frances Oliver
+ Tenatious = Intense − Smug
"“I’ll not be outdone by some feckless sod!"
Usually straightforward, dutiful, and punctilious—if not a bit stiff—though this young and cabin-boyish-looking sailor may seem fairly innocent at first, beneath the surface lies an iron-fisted ambition to become one of the most feared pirates on the high seas. Often treating others like slow-moving drivers on the freeway, Frances is willing to do pretty much anything to “get an A in piracy”... Which is both normal to want and possible to achieve!
She looks down on people who aren’t “putting their heart into it” or are otherwise lazy and unambitious. Nothing upsets her more than seeing someone look a gift horse in the mouth, cut corners, or even just squander an opportunity. And, if just rolling her eyes and scoffing isn’t enough for someone to get the hint, she isn’t afraid to snidely tell them off when she thinks they’re being a sorry excuse for a sailor, especially when she thinks it might negatively affect her own chance for success by proxy. Unfairly dismissive of those who don’t immediately live up to her standards for conduct, yet infuriatingly obtuse when it comes to acknowledging her own shortcomings, she’s prone to bemoaning how things would’ve turned out so much better after the fact “If only I weren’t surrounded by COMPLETE. AND. UTTER. IMBECILES!”, no matter how the dice are actually rolled in the end.
Frances’s unquenchable thirst for knowledge and experience draws her towards seasoned buccaneers, from whom she eagerly seeks tales of adventure and wisdom. Her blind reverence for anyone with an escapade to their name may earn her the label of "kiss-ass," but she remains undeterred in her pursuit of validation from those she admires.
Design Notes
- Has a loc bob she likes to wear in a tiny ponytail sometimes. Loves hair ribbons. Length is flexible.
- Dresses in boyish pirate clothes. Baggy blouses, waist sash, trousers / slops / shorts, neck scarf, etc.
Character
Likes
- Dangly earrings.
- Wood-working.
- Writing poetry.
- Offerings of bread to his spirit.
Dislikes
- Stormy weather.
- Being asked hard questions.
- People who remind him of his younger self.
- Nihilism.
Moodboard
TLDR;
Was once a legendary pirate who was known for being a “heartthrob” and leaving a string of broken hearts wherever he went, but once he hit his thirties he managed to clean himself up, get a respectable job as a lighthouse keeper, have a wife and kid, etc. Gets cursed with ‘go go gadget abandon your family wings’ by a sea witch, which ultimately causes his divorce. Washed up rockstar pirate then comes crawling back out of retirement in his forties, eventually dying four years later and returning as a ghost.
History
Born in a town named Coleridge (L5), just one of many shoreside whaling villages located in the Norsern Isles, Samson began his long and illustrious career of avoiding responsibility by dodging his mandatory ice guard service at the age of eighteen with a self-inflicted injury to his hand. Battle scars were generally considered a source of pride amongst Norserners, but this one would mark him as a coward for the rest of his days. Being the son of two patriotic ice guard officers, he was promptly thrown out into the streets without a second thought. For the next year Samson was just barely tolerated by the other townsfolk, his reputation only seeming to get worse and worse as he showed himself to not only be a “yellowbelly”, but also quote un quote “a menace to the town’s female population”... He eventually was driven out of town once and for all after being... Caught with the wife of a particularly high-ranking navy officer, so to say.
Naturally free-spirited, Samson let the currents of life take him wherever they so pleased. Overwhelmed with wanderlust, he longed to travel the world like the seabirds above—seeking good food and drink, treasure, beautiful women— and luckily enough for him, it just so happened that Driftwood could be found floating around up north this time of the year. It was in a bar the next town over that Samson crossed paths with an old childhood friend, one who had become a pirate captain... And he was on the lookout for a new sharpshooter to add to his rather rowdy crew, “The Mad Laddies”, when he coincidentally ran into his “good old friend Samson.”
For the next eleven years “Samson Goodman'' was maybe the most misleading moniker out there, rising to infamy as a pirate most notorious for being one of that era’s criminal pretty boy heartthrobs, leaving a string of broken hearts and stolen treasure wherever his floating frathouse of a crew went—The Norsern Isles, Tua Toria, Mediterra, Dao Thu. He was a certified legendary pirate, a celebrity, many a myth being created around him and his crew’s adventures… But as Samson got older and wiser, he began to realize what a—there was no other way to put it—what an insufferable fuckboy he was!
It was only after he became deathly ill that he decided to leave his unsavory pirate lifestyle behind for good, abruptly retiring and returning back home to the Isles to peacefully live the rest of his days out as a normal man. Though he hadn’t planned to, there he ended up reconnecting with an old flame of his: “Dalia”. Starting off their reunion with a (deserved) slap to the face, she later discovered that the man before her bore little resemblance to the scoundrel who had broken her heart all those years ago. With help from Dalia and her family, who ran the local Moon Goddess temple, life improved for Samson. He regained his health, got married, became a lighthouse keeper, and fathered a daughter named Abigail.
He’d finally, truly settled down it seemed… Well, until he made the stupidly fatal mistake of shining a lighthouse’s searchlight directly into a giant sea witch’s face that is. In a cruel twist of fate Samson was cursed with the exact same albatross wings he had once yearned for not too long ago, cursed to never be able to stay in one place for too long, lest he be sent flying away.
He and his wife tried to make their relationship work despite his curse. However, after two years of struggling to keep their family together, Dalia decided they couldn't continue living like this: their daughter needed a present father figure, and she was otherwise reluctant to have a cursed and disfigured man for a husband. After the divorce he was told he was free to fly off and live his own life—isn't that what he’d always secretly wanted?
“I already had what I wanted.” ...Was what he wished he had said instead of just packing up and leaving, but there's no use trying to change the past now.
They say old habits die hard; in Samson's case, this proved true. The secret pirate haven of Driftwood would see his return, coming out of retirement earlier than expected. Four years later he ended up meeting his demise, refusing to rest and instead returning as a ghost pirate who now haunts the seas.
FULL RP APP: https://docs.google.com/document/d/1CID_QBiJkoGnUgnqptoDB0bFDfcqswpz5JB2fLZntr0/edit
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