BASICS

𓂃 𓈒𓏸‪‪ 𓇼 name: winston [redacted] ⋆｡𖦹 ˚ 𓇼 ˚｡⋆ nickname: deadeye  𓂃 𓈒𓏸‪‪ 𓇼 pronouns: he/him｡𖦹 ˚ 𓇼 ˚｡⋆ age: thirty five 𓂃 𓈒𓏸‪‪ 𓇼 gender: cisman⋆｡𖦹 ˚ 𓇼 ˚｡⋆ language(s): english, spanish,𓂃 𓈒 sexuality; pan 𓂃 𓈒𓏸‪‪ 𓇼 birthday;  september 4th  born; jamaica, raised in england

𓂃 𓈒𓏸‪‪ 𓇼postive traits: dependable, practical, protective, resilient

𓂃 𓈒𓏸‪‪ 𓇼 negative traits: ruthless, violent, gruff, cynical

𓇼 ⋆.˚ 𓆉 𓆝 𓆡⋆.˚ 𓇼

APPEARANCE

𓂃 𓈒𓏸‪‪ 𓇼 face claim; howard charles ｡𖦹 ˚ 𓇼 ˚｡⋆ height; 6’4  ｡𖦹 ˚ 𓇼 ˚｡⋆ build; bulky and broad shouldered, ｡𖦹 ˚ 𓇼 ˚｡⋆ clothing style:his coat is plain naval blue faded nearly grey, stripped of every insignia ｡𖦹 ˚ 𓇼 ˚｡⋆ distinguishing characteristic; multiple burn scars on his hands and forearms from gunpowder accidents. ｡𖦹 ˚ 𓇼 ˚｡⋆

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⋆.˚ 𓇼｡  DEAD EYE  ⋆.˚ 𓇼

a report from a naval admiral in the british navy about winston [redacted], now known as deadeye. 

winston [the surname seems to be inked out], i knew him to be a strong, capable man. he was disciplined and possessed an uncommon skill with guns and the training of artillery crews. should intelligence placing him among pirates prove true, it would explain the alarming precision with which several vessels have lately been taken. it is said he was born the bastard son of a wealthy english aristocrat, a gentleman who had taken to touring the caribbean for leisure. his mother was a jamaican woman whose name appears nowhere in official record. by his accounts, she died while he was still a child, leaving him with little memory beyond the sound of a lullaby she would sing. raised in england beneath his father's roof, he was afforded an education and opportunities uncommon for one of his birth, though never found the acceptance he perhaps had been looking for. such slights forged in him a stern disposition and a stubborn determination to prove himself by merit alone. thus, winston quickly earned a reputation as one of the finest gunmen in his majesty's service. calm under fire, he drilled crews until every cannon could be loaded blindfolded. officers admired his competence while quietly whispering of his birth circumstance. it was well known that if winston [inked out] points a cannon at you, you had better start praying. he was fiercely protective of those who served with him. he would sooner strike an officer than allow one of his own men to be needlessly sacrificed through arrogance or incompetence. loyalty, once earned, was returned without reservation. those who stood with him often claimed that while winston could be a miserable bastard, there was not a safer man to stand beside when the guns began to roar. i know of one particular incident in which an explosion claimed nearly his entire gun crew. reports from the survivors spoke of continued reckless demands and arrogance from senior officers, who insisted on their failing strategies. enemy fire found its mark amongst the powder brought up from below, and in an instant the gun deck became an inferno. those few who survived spoke of winston refusing to abandon his station. there were conflicting reports declaring him among the dead and others stating he was alive. in truth, i had thought him dead . i know now that was false.  after the incident, i know very little of what happened to winston. I believe him to have joined several other navy ships but was excused several times for foul behaviour and overstepping rank. It would seem he found his place only when the ship now known as oathbreaker abandoned crown and country. whether winston followed willingly, or for something else is impossible to say. whatever honour once bound him to us appears to have died long before he ever hoisted a pirate flag. what is known is that the man now spoken of among pirates is no longer the disciplined gunmaster i once served beside. he has earned the name "deadeye." ,the title is well deserved. reports describe a man who has become violent, and ruthless in battle. there is no fury in his methods, only cold calculation. deadeye wages war with mathematics rather than pure rage, dismantling ships piece by piece before their captains realise the battle is already lost. yet for all the brutality attributed to him, one characteristic appears unchanged. his loyalty belongs to his crew and captain alone. should he have turned his coat, he is to be considered dangerous to the crown. he will not go unpunished. of that i am certain⋆｡

𖦹 ˚ 𓇼 ˚｡⋆ extra:

 𓇼 ˚｡ he has abandoned his last name but refuses to fully leave behind his birth name

 𓇼 ˚｡⋆ is surprisingly a lightweight but claims otherwise. without fail, two or three drinks later, the reserved gunmaster has transformed into the loudest man in the tavern. he laughs, tells stories that somehow get longer with every retelling, insists everyone is his oldest friend, and has an unfortunate habit of buying entire rounds for complete strangers. by morning, he remembers absolutely none of it.

 𓇼 ˚｡ he has terrible hearing. most of the time he cant hear if someone is speaking to him softly. he wont respond until they speak up.

 𓇼 ˚｡ genuinely enjoys repairing and cleaning weaponry. he'll do it as a way to reset his mind.

 𓇼 ˚ he's superstitiously attached to his cannons. each one on the ship has a nickname and he will notice if they're not cleaned properly.

⋆｡𖦹 ˚ 𓇼 ˚｡⋆ WANTED CONNECTIONS   ｡⋆｡⋆

OATHBREAKER CREW ; he insists he is nobody's protector, "everyone for themselves" he says. everyone aboard knows that is absolutely not the case. for most of his life, winston believed home was a place he never had. perhaps it lies in a strong crew.

DRINKING BUDDIES (BAD INFLUENCE) ; everyone assumes winston is the responsible one. most of the time he is. around this person, he is not. they make questionable decisions and he immediately regrets listening to them. no one can quite explain why these two get along. somehow, every visit ends with one of them talking the other into something that sounded like a good idea several drinks ago. whether it's gambling against impossible odds, entering a fighting pit contest, adopting a stray dog, the blame is shared equally. THE CHALLENGE ; they're one of the few people willing to tell winston when he's wrong. they aren't intimidated by his size or reputation. he'll butt heads and argue with them for days. oddly enough, it's this refusal to bend that earns a begrudging respect. winston despises being contradicted, but he despises blind obedience even more. 

BITTER EXES they understood one another in a way few people ever could, built on long nights, and the comforting certainty that they had finally found someone worth trusting. for a time, it worked. but neither of them can quite agree on when things started falling apart. perhaps it was the sea or maybe it was pride. maybe it was just that neither of them knew how to ask the other to stay. yet beneath the resentment lies an uncomfortable truth. if either were in genuine danger, the other would be the first to intervene.

BASICS

𓂃 𓈒𓏸‪‪ 𓇼 name: minerva do carmo  ⋆｡𖦹 ˚ 𓇼 ˚｡⋆ nickname: minsy  𓂃 𓈒𓏸‪‪ 𓇼 pronouns: she/her ｡𖦹 ˚ 𓇼 ˚｡⋆ age: thirty one 𓂃 𓈒𓏸‪‪ 𓇼 gender: ciswoman⋆｡𖦹 ˚ 𓇼 ˚｡⋆ language(s): english, portuguese, cantonese, french, a little bit of dutch𓂃 𓈒

𓂃 𓈒𓏸‪‪ 𓇼postive traits: eccentric, observant, whimsical, patient

𓂃 𓈒𓏸‪‪ 𓇼 negative traits: macabre, deceitful, blunt, detached

𓇼 ⋆.˚ 𓆉 𓆝 𓆡⋆.˚ 𓇼

APPEARANCE

𓂃 𓈒𓏸‪‪ 𓇼 face claim; katie findlay ｡𖦹 ˚ 𓇼 ˚｡⋆ height; 5'8 ｡𖦹 ˚ 𓇼 ˚｡⋆clothing style: dressed in dark jewel tones, black, plum purples, dark teal. lacey with spider motifs throughout her clothing. wears a variety of jewellery; rings, necklaces, earrings. ｡𖦹 ˚ 𓇼 ˚｡⋆ distinguishing characteristic; a beauty mark shaped like a tiny spider beside her lip｡𖦹 ˚ 𓇼 ˚｡⋆

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⋆.˚ 𓇼｡“THE BLACK WIDOW” ⋆.˚ 𓇼

below contains a diary excerpt from a traveller. it contains their thoughts on the dead man’s bluff very own, minerva do carmo. 

minerva, referred to as simply minsy, do carmo. who is she really?. i have been in tortuga long enough to know that asking the question is far easier than receiving an answer. all in port have an opinion, and none agree with another. she is a woman who has, by all accounts, travelled half the world. europe, the indies, china, there is not a corner that someone has not claimed she has seen. yet whenever asked where she herself is from, she answers differently. to one man she insists she was born in macau, daughter of a travelling merchant. to another she laughs and swears she was born in the scottish highlands, others are told she is a portuguese princess. curiously, despite speaking english with an unmistakable london accent, she maintains she has never once been to london. when challenged on the contradiction, she smiles as though the question itself were amusing.  minsy, as she says, is a widow. some insist she has buried two husbands. she herself once remarked, while collecting a large pile of winnings, that she had "two husbands and a lady " whether she meant they lived one after another or had them all at the same time, was left entirely to the imagination of those in the room. she offered no clarification, and the room collapsed into argument before anyone thought to ask. i suspect this is where the name, the black widow came from.  one thing is for sure, she is extraordinarily gifted with cards and reading people. i have watched skilled gamblers sit at her table with heavy purses, only to leave quietly an hour later with far less coin. equally, i have seen ruined sailors somehow depart richer than they arrived. it would be easy to accuse her of cheating but none do because no one has ever caught her in the act. her hands are visible and her shuffles immaculate. every movement precise enough to satisfy even the most suspicious observer. she possesses an uncanny instinct and you can almost see the calculations turning behind her smiling and pleasant expression. for every wager, every hesitation, and every nervous glance across the table is quietly measured and filed away. she performs as much as she deals. the cards spin between elegant fingers, her rings catching the candlelight. she speaks to every patron as though they are the only ones in the room. she has the ability to remember names after one introduction months ago, recall forgotten debts, old wins and embarrassing losses with alarming ease. yet beneath the polished smile lies something less comforting. predatory is the only word i can settle upon. the table is her web and she is the spider at the centre. she waits, allowing greed and pride to tangle themselves until escape becomes impossible. you might forget she was even hunting in the first place.  I have come to know, that minerva do carmo is always hunting.  there is another peculiarity i observed during my stay. every few months, without prompting, she announces that she intends to leave tortuga. the first time she told me was after dealing me an especially miserable hand. "i'm leaving tomorrow, off to a new adventure” she said pleasantly, gathering the cards as though discussing the weather. the following morning she was behind the same table. a month later she made the same declaration. then again. five times did she assure me that tomorrow would be her last day in tortuga. tomorrow always arrived and minsy never left. eventually i stopped believing the words and instead watched her expression. there was always that smile. perfectly composed and carrying the unmistakable look of someone sharing a joke that only she herself understood.  i suspect that minerva do carmo has no intention of leaving tortuga at all.

⋆｡𖦹 ˚ 𓇼 ˚｡⋆ extra trivia:

⋆｡𖦹  how old is she? it isn’t clear. as with many details about her, she tells a different story. forty one, twenty three, thirty six, all ages she has claimed to be. the accepted consensus is that she is thirty one.

⋆｡𖦹  she claims she can smell when someone is lying 

⋆｡𖦹 flirts shamelessly with anyone, usually just to watch them become flustered.

⋆｡𖦹  there are wildly different superstitions associated with minsy. some say that if she shuffles her cards and briefly glances down before handing them out, you are to have a winning hand.if she compliments your luck, spend all your winnings before the sun rises. if she forgets your name, you are fated to never return from the sea.

⋆｡𖦹 ˚ 𓇼 ˚｡⋆ WANTED CONNECTIONS

THE PIRATE WHO LOST EVERYTHING: a few years ago, they came to dead man’s bluff and lost a considerable fortune at her table. since then, they have been at her table trying to publicly humiliate her. minsy finds the whole affair very amusing and purposely leans into the anger. she harbours no ill will and they can’t stand it.  THE PERSON SHE CAN’T SEEM TO READ: she possesses the ability to read most everyone. most everyone. this person she cannot. they are impossible to predict and it infuriates her. though not outwardly obvious, there are small tell tale signs to her frustration. an eye twitch, the narrowing of her eyes, the impatient tapping of fingers, this person is able to manoeuvre straight past her. whether it be through deception or purely innocent, it manages to get under her skin all the same. THE EQUAL : every conversation is a test of the other’s mind. a battle of observational talent. neither quite win but both leave satisfied nonetheless.  AFFECTION (DESPITE THE LIES) : they don't care whether she was born in macau, portugal, scotland, or nowhere at all. they don't press her about former lovers or husbands. they simply accept that every version of minsy is, in some sense, real. in return, minsy stops feeling the need to invent new stories for them. she still lies from time to time but they're small and obvious lies. it's less about complete honesty and more about comfort. the relationship where neither person feels compelled to possess the whole truth about the other, yet both feel genuinely known. this can be a close platonic friendship or romantic!