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Profile by Mandy
Based off of Paper Mario: The Thousand-Year Door's party member, Bobbery!
Name: Admiral Bobbery
Status: Not taken, not looking
Occupation: Sailor, Hero
I'm a salty sea-dog, to be quite honest. I live for the thrill of the sea--the adventures! I just love to take my sail out to sea, and discover new parts of the ocean. Actually, I'm known to be quite a legend of the sea. I can handle the deadliest of most waters, and make the sea bow to my presence. My adventures often cause me to be away from my home for a long time--months, even. But, that is okay. Each time I return home, my lovely wife awaits for me. She is the most trustworthy, beautiful girl that a guy could ask for. Her name is Scarlette.
I came back from one successful journey. There was hardly a scratch from the rough storms, and my ship appeared to be in perfect condition, as usual. I walked the clean sandy beach, and looked up the fields ahead to see my little home. I smiled, longing to be reunited with my dear Scarlette. I sprinted home, pushed the door open, and called Scarlette's name.
There was no answer.
I tried again, calling her name louder this time. At this moment, an old friend of mine, Podley, walks into the main room. "Podley," I said with a smile. "It's good to see you again. Where is Scarlette?"
Podley couldn't look me in the eyes to give me the news. "Scarlette is dead, Bobbery."
I later learned that my dear Scarlette had mysteriously grown ill while I was away at sea. However it happened, her illness grew worse. The doctor knew that there was nothing else that he could do; Scarlette was dying. It was my fault, it had to have been. If I was home, I could've nursed her back to health. I could've saved her...
After I learned of Scarlette's death, I vowed to never sail the seas again. Sailing is what caused me to miss my wife in her darkest hours. It wasn't worth it to sail anymore; I would never experience the true enjoyment of it ever again.
Now, I live in a dingy old town, Rogueport. It is a disgusting town, and is filled with bandits and guys who think they are tough. I keep myself locked into my small, two room home. I live each night in constant nightmare of Scarlette.
Well, one day during my troubles, I was interrupted by some guy by the name of Mario. The chap wanted to sail to Keelhaul Key, and wanted my help of doing it. Of course, I forbid it and pushed the idea to the side. There was no way that he could force me out to the seas again...
...or, at least, that is what I thought. Only a mere twenty minutes later, Mario returned to my home. I was outraged at first to see him, and told him that I would never set sail again. But then he mentioned Podley's name. Podley...I haven't seen him in the longest time, even though he works at the inn in the same town as where I lived. Mario then handed me an old letter. I gave Mario an uncertain look before opening it. It was a letter...from Scarlette.
It was a letter that Scarlette wrote for me on her deathbed. She knew me so well. She knew that I was going to blame myself for her death, and vow to never set sail again. But, she told me that it wasn't my fault; her time was merely over. Sailing is one of my two loves of my life, along with her. She asked me to keep sailing; I shouldn't give up both loves of my life.
I stepped into my back room to let Scarlette know that I would always love her, joined Mario again, and told him that this old sea-dog would help him sail to Keelhaul Key. For Scarlette.
Now, I help Mario save the world, basically. Together, we collect the Seven Crystal Stars. It's not the easiest task to take on, but someone's gotta do it.