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| Thomas Oxley; Marine Drummer | |
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| Topic Started: 13 Sep 2009, 11:29 PM (159 Views) | |
| Aztec Gold | 13 Sep 2009, 11:29 PM Post #1 |
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OOC Info Username: George Thompson, Sharpie How did you find out about AG: I play George Thompson here Have you read the rules and agree to abide by them? Yes Character Biography Given Name(s): Thomas Surname:Oxley Nickname: Tom Age:16 Sex:Male Ethnicity: British Country of Birth: Portsmouth, England Current Whereabouts: Port Royal Occupation: Marine Drummer Former Occupation(s): Parents: Becky and Daniel Oxley Siblings: Samuel (Sam), 20 Children: N/A Avatar:  Description: Oxley is still growing. He is 5'2” at the age of 16, so he has plenty of time to attain his full height. He has relatively clear skin, though he still sports some pimples. He has dark blond hair and blue eyes with a direct, open expression. When on duty, he wears the long-tailed, white-faced red coat of a Marine drummer, with his drum fastened to the broad white crossbelt that also carries his drumsticks when they are not in use. Off-duty ashore, he wears the usual off-duty rig of a Marine, though when aboard he eschews even that if he can, to laze around in shirt and breeches. His older brother was pressed into the Navy when Oxley was about twelve, and he ran away from home shortly afterwards to join the Marines, partly because he wanted to find his brother, but partly because he had always had a fascination for the Marines in their bright red coats, and he didn't want to end up slaving away as a Dockyard carpenter for a pittance as his father did. Strengths & Weaknesses: He is still growing, so there are occasions when he is still treated as a child. He is independently-minded and sometimes speaks without thinking. He can be very blunt in what he says, which has led to getting into fights before now. He is prone to be scornful of people and things that he doesn't like. He is friendly and honest, despite his habit of speaking his mind. He is loyal to his friends and will do his best to help them out when they need him, and he expects the same loyalty in turn. He is illiterate, though he was taught his numbers when his father was sober for once. He won't back down from a fight, though things don't always go his way. He doesn't like dark, closed in spaces, but doesn't like feeling weak and won't give into the panic he feels in such situations, especially if there are others around whose good opinion he values. History: It wasn't easy, growing up in the Oxley household, with a drunken, bad-tempered father who preferred to spend his evenings in the local tavern, the Two Caulkers, drinking his meagre pay away rather than giving it to his wife to help with the household expenses, and spending time with his two sons. The only money coming in on a regular basis was from the washing that Mrs Oxley took in to be able to afford food and clothes for her family. She used to rope Tom Oxley or his older brother Sam into helping her, though as they grew older it was understood that they would go down to the dockyard to become apprentices in their father's trade of carpentry. Living near Portsmouth as they did, the boys used to see the Marines drilling, or marching through the streets of the town between the dockyard and the Marine barracks, and often talked of enlisting. Tom Oxley in particular was fascinated by them, with their smart white-face red uniforms and the fact that often they would have a young boy drummer with them, keeping the step. Due to their father's drunken habits, Sam Oxley wasn't apprenticed at the usual age of twelve. It wasn't until he was sixteen that his apprenticeship was finally arranged, but as he went down to the dockyard to sign his indentures and begin to learn his trade, he was snatched by a press-gang. The twelve-year-old Tom Oxley saw what had happened, but couldn't stop them taking his beloved older brother and ran all the way home to tell his mother what had happened. At first, his mother was distraught, but then began to see it as a good thing, as it meant that there was one less mouth to feed. His father didn't seem to care one way or the other, though now there was only one target for his belt when he was in a temper. It was when he found out about his parents' plans to apprentice him as soon as they could that finally prompted him to leave home, about two weeks after his brother's impressment. Thinking for some reason that to be apprenticed meant that he would also be pressed, and much preferring the marines' smart uniforms to the slops he'd seen the sailors wearing, he slipped out early one morning to try to find a marine to enlist him. He also thought that going to sea would give him a better chance of locating his brother, especially as Marines were trusted to go ashore when sailors weren't, which might enable to him to pick up rumours about his brother. At first, the marines he spoke to were reluctant to take him, thinking his wish to be some sort of joke, but he persevered and finally a corporal came out to speak to him, telling him about the ardours of life as a marine, He still persisted and was finally given the King's Shilling. He had never seen so much money at once in his life before, and wanted to go and spend it. When his father found out about his son's enlistment, he went along to the marine barracks to complain that they had enlisted an apprentice and had to release him. On being questioned by the sergeant, Oxley denied seeing or signing any indentures, and his father was informed that Tom's enlistment was legal and above-board and could only be reversed on payment of a guinea 'smart money'. Not having such a sum, his father went away. It was decided as a result of this that Oxley would be better doing his training at Chatham, so he was put on board a ship with some marines from the Chatham division whose ship had been paid off at Portsmouth. The short voyage only served to convince Oxley that he'd made the right choice and he learned some basic drill as well as drum signals during the trip. Training went well and soon after completing it, Oxley was posted to his first ship, Atalanta, a small frigate. He spent the next three and half years in European waters, before his ship was paid off and taken into dock for repairs. Not long after this, Oxley was pleased and surprised to find that he'd been posted with some of the friends he'd made, both old hands and new recruits, to Port Royal, in the far-off Caribbean. This was the biggest adventure of his life and seemed to be the perfect opportunity to find his brother. Sample/Past Roleplay: The Sergeant had been quite reasonable up till now. Oxley was already rigged out in off-duty rig; the tailor was working on cutting down a jacket for him. He stood against the wall in awed silence, watching the altercation between his father and the kindly Sergeant Meadowes. “I've told you already, Mister Oxley, that if you cannot produce proper indentures for this boy, signed by him and his master, his enlistment stands. He's attested already, in front of an officer of the Corps and a magistrate.” He could see his father shrink slightly at the mention of a magistrate. “Don't want no trouble,” he said humbly, though the look he cast his son was as venomous as anything Oxley had ever received from him before. He bit his lip at the thought of receiving a belting from his father if the Sergeant decided to let him go. “It'll be a guinea to get him out, or he stays,” the sergeant said. “Ain't got that kinda money,” Oxley's father mumbled. “Then he's stayin'. Corporal!” A head poked round the door, “Yes, sarn't?” “Please see this good man out of the barracks!” “Aye, aye, Sar'nt.” Oxley slumped with relief. He was in to stay. Code: [admin edit] Answer here if you give permission for a link to exist on the website to your bio: Yes Edited by Alia-Hildwyn, 2 Jan 2010, 04:14 PM.
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