Jersey Devil OC: Serena Harpy
Name: Serena Harpy
Nicknames: Harp, Harps
Height: 5-½ ft.
Weight: 99.8 lbs.
Powers: Flight. Grows wings that last for a limited amount of time.
Background: Serena came to Jersey City to attend JCU after graduating high school, but dropped out due to prices being higher than she though. So she came up with a plan to work and save up more money in order to someday complete college, while still managing to pay rent at her apartment. She works two jobs; for part of the day she's a waitress at a small diner, and at nights she sings at a local club. It was on one of those evenings, that she encountered the creature known as the Jersey Devil when he slipped into the club during one of her performances. And after sharing an adventure together, a friendship began between the two, which grew with every day the two knew each other.
Personality: Serena is just like every other teen, fun loving, adventurous, and hard working. She was even a vegetarian until her first encounter with one
Gift: Anchored Soul Final
The next morning, there was still no sign of Scarblade. The Revenge had no doubt been damaged from the collision the night before, so it was no surprise Scarblade hadn't shown up. Havenworth and his daughter returned home to rest once they arrived back in port, though Hannah slept the rest of the night in Garin's cabin. Once rested, she returned to the tavern where she worked, with Garin and Jacques, and a few of the others tagging along, having been promised breakfast on the house, and to miss out on Hannah's cooking was a mistake of the greatest kind.
"Eels? You mean to tell me it was a bunch of glowing eels that made those lights?!" Jacques asked. Garin nodded, his mouth full of fried egg, which he swallowed to reply.
"Don't worry, I was thinkin' the same thing!" he said. Jacques shook his head in disbelief.
"If you hadn't been the one telling me this story, Garin, I'd never believe it!" he said, before taking another bite of his breakfast. Hannah smiled and walked over to Garin.
Gift: Anchored Soul Part 3
The sky had gone from a clear midday, to a dark foggy gloom that sent eerie chills down the spine as the Black Pawkeet came closer to its destination. The place called the Ship Graveyard was a large cove filled with treacherous rocks. It had claimed many a vessel on dark, stormy nights, for out of the gloom of this place, would come strange lights, lights that were mistaken for lighthouses, but in truth were ghost lights, beckoning sailors to their doom.
Garin couldn't suppress a shudder as his men scrambled to set anchor near the entrance to the cove. The eerie feeling of this place, and the dampness from the fog sent chills up and down his spine, he hated it! And what was worse he did not know where Hannah could be in this maze of half sunken ships. He let out a quiet hiss through his teeth and walked down to the main deck to peer down closer into the murky waters. It would be impossible to sail into the cove, given how shallow he estimated it to be, but that also meant that Scarblad
RPS: Monkey Business..."Ooh-aah!" Coral let out a shriek as she ducked from the diving shadow. The large bird-like creature screeched at her and flew back up into the trees as she continued to run through the woods. She ducked under a small bush for cover as she caught her breath, whimpering and extending her cyber-ears in an attempt to radio for help from her family, only to receive interference. The first attack from that bird must have banged up her circuitry. She whimpered and curled her tail around her ankles.
"M-Momma " she whimpered.
"You were supposed to be watching her, Gibson!" Sprx-77 roared angrily at his blue companion.
"I was! But I'm not an expert with infants!" Gibson protested.
"Expert or not, how could you let her wander off alone!? Even a genius should know that's dangerous!"
"Stop it!! Both of you!!"
Both crimson and cyan monkeys turned to the angry mustard colored female standing nearby. Sprx winced at the tears lining the bottom of Nova's eyes, but she wasn't just upset,
Clip: Ann vs Avenger"What do you mean, 'you don't know where they are'?" Ann asked, tapping her fingers against her belt. Talak shrugged.
"Sorry AnnaMaria, but Jacques left with Garin about two hours ago," he said. "They said they were only going for drinks, but "
"I know, Jacques was supposed to meet me after that." Ann said with a worried sigh. "No word and its starting to get dark, they might be in a scrap, huh?"
"Knowing them?" Talak shrugged. Ann sighed and gave a nod.
"I was afraid of this "
"That did it, my hands are free!" Garin said, bringing his hands forward, knife grasped in one. He turned around and cut Jacques free of his bonds before stripping the remaining rope from his wrists. Jacques rubbed his wrists and stood up, his hands reaching down to try and find his two cutlasses, but to no avail, as they had been taken when he and Garin were captured. He cursed silently and turned to his Usul friend.
"Lets hurry up and get out of here," he said. "I dunno how long Avenger will stay
Gift: Anchored Soul Part 2
The next morning, Hannah woke to the sun poking through a hole in her curtains, and she yawned, finding herself tangled in Garin's arms. She smiled and kissed his nose, beginning to gently pull herself from his loving embrace he had her locked in. Her movements caused him to grunt lightly in waking and open one terribly groggy eye.
"Mmnn Hannah?" he grumbled.
"Hush, there," she said. "I've got to go to work, you stay and rest. Regain your strength."
Garin smiled tiredly and buried his face into the pillow. Hannah laughed to herself and pulled herself from his arms, before getting dressed quickly. She grabbed herself a piece of toast, then headed out the door, eating it as she walked to the tavern where she worked. It was already open, yet empty, for most of its usual customers were still sleeping off the ale they drunk the night before, obviously. Hannah walked into the tavern and started what work she needed to do right away. There were still a few dirty mugs left lying on the c