I turn to grab the map and pull it out, only to feel a discouragin' rumblin' in me stomach.
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#1606
Posted 30 October 2007 - 02:20 PM
I turn to grab the map and pull it out, only to feel a discouragin' rumblin' in me stomach.
#1607
Posted 30 October 2007 - 04:35 PM
I pull the good Cap'n Roughknuckles aside for a moment. "Destroyed Port Royale, ye did? Bleedin' teeth. Nobody anywhere 'as mentioned that Port Royale was sacked, let alone by who. Ye'll have to fill me in later. I can' even begin ta reckon how everyone failed to mention ye at ports."
I turn an' address the good cleric with right proper english what befits a man of the cloth. "We don't want any trouble, father. We're here because there's a hurricane brewing in these waters, an' I don't mean the wrath of the sea. Everyone is talking about the rumors that the pirate Barebones Barend is back from the grave, maybe you've heard. The trouble here is that we're all quite concerned that there's much more substance to these rumors than it seems. We've found a few ships floating in the water when they should have been sleeping at the bottom of the ocean, where everyone had been murdered quite brutally, an' the ship's logs all write of unspeakable horror. How can you send a man who won't stay dead back to hell? We beseech your help, and then we'll be on our way."
#1608
Posted 30 October 2007 - 05:56 PM
((After he translates the map, I let him go. By himself in a small boat. How many other men are there? Basic plan is to sink the ship with the captain tied to the mast))
Any of the rest of ye be in anyway useful to me? ((I say to the crew)) AS ye can all see I can be merciful to those who have something to offer.
WELL???!!
((BAsically, I shoot anyone who doesn't step forward))
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#1610
Posted 30 October 2007 - 06:36 PM
I give thought to pulling a Tom Sawyer and tricking some poor sea cow into taking the helm for me, or lashing my wrists to the wheel so it stays its course like that guy did in Dracula, but I'm probably not too well-versed in 19th Century literature, eh?
A pirate is no stranger to pain, and I'll stay the course as long as me strength lasts. May Fortune favor me with a good meal once this ordeal is over with.
#1611
Posted 30 October 2007 - 06:46 PM
Good news today. I have some treasure hidden unmarked on a map. Blue clues included but it's not mappable though.
Anyone want to squabble over it?
This post has been edited by Deepsycher: 30 October 2007 - 06:50 PM
#1612
Posted 30 October 2007 - 06:57 PM
Um. I grapple with him. Arrr. Oh, and try to win. Dashingly. Hopefully without getting injured and stuff. Ahoy. ...
(((Okay, I tried and tried but couldn't come up with anything better. I think I lost my creative writing allotment for the month when I struggled with that swordfighting post.)))
#1615
Posted 30 October 2007 - 08:54 PM
-John Carpenter's They Live
"God help us...in the future."
-Plan 9 from Outer Space
nooooo
#1617
Posted 30 October 2007 - 11:10 PM
(will psot more tonight, am having comp trouble)
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#1618
Posted 31 October 2007 - 08:08 AM
I stash the map in me vest, then wait for someone to come around; time is on my side.
#1619
Posted 31 October 2007 - 01:20 PM
Barend- They failt their courage roll and every one of them offers themselves to you. They are of course mortal so theres a limit to what they can do. The captain alone protests, especially when you see the map, but the first mate draws a gun and tells him to quiet down. The captain does, and you can do whatever you like now.
Ninja Duck- In the past 20 odd years of your life you havent even learned to read, being just a tradesman. However a dutch whore read "Wenching and You, a Seaman's Guide to Where To Stick It" to you once. Thinking of that fumbling night with the one legged prostitute gets your mind off the horrid storm, but dinner seems to be coming late today for some reason, so no such luck there.
DS: RE: twenty posts you made:
Ok, you walk into a pirate hangout and announce that you have treasure, or a means to procure treasure, that you're unarmed and that you're not a pirate. It's not even a second before men with tattoos and knives in their teeth circle around you, watching eachother to see who will beat the living tar out of you, take your map, money, boots, clothes, and whatever else they can cut off as a trinket, and then leave you for dead in an alley.
Spoon... Ok I'll make a grapple check. You beat his ass and roll over on top of him, and his hands falla away from your kneck.... What in the...
Ok I don't know how to do this. You just rolled 2 natural twenties and the punchline is that the guy is already dying. So here's what happens. On your "try to win" roll you force yourself down onto him to put more pressure on his neck. He chokes to death, and at the same time your stomach hits something hard. It's your sword, which is jabbed through his sternum. BUT your sword is forced down into a latch to the captain's secret swag chamber. You fall down, cushioned by the captain's corpse. Your crew rush up to see what's happened and find you laying atop a pile of gold and jewels. PWNed
Orator- Your landing party says the fort's defenses have been roused, but they're largely focusing on the bay, the only conceivable means of attack. The jungle is swampy and nasty but a few of your men have tracking skills, being the best men in the caribbean fleet. They'll lead you through it. Also, the limequat is an abomination of nature.
Bond- No one comes but there is the rush of footsteps up and down the halls. It seems the fortress you've been taken to has gone on alert for some reason.
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#1620
Posted 31 October 2007 - 02:58 PM
I jangle me manacles to irritate the dirty buggers.