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| Tweet Topic Started: Jun 4 2010, 05:27 AM (979 Views) | |
| Samwise | Jun 4 2010, 05:27 AM Post #1 |
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A glimmer of light shaun off the gentle waters. It was a nice day out with fresh crisp air and a delightful scent of the ocean which can make a man feel at home. Calico was relaxing in a hammock tied to two poles on the ship he was on. He was headed for Hitsuji Archipelago. There were many rumours of riches and pirates. He wanted to formulate his own crew and sail the world. Make an adventure to remember. The man tussled in the swaying hammock blown by the wind. He had jumped aboard the ship heading for such a place after the captain insisted he come. He said it would much be worth his while to embark on a trip to such a prosperous land if he wanted to earn some dough and formulate a band of sea dogs. Calico was savouring the plans he had for his crew, how amazing they'd become and so on. He really did have high hopes for his crew. A large smile could be seen on his face as he thought of all these fond ideas of his. Turning to his side he could see that there were many other travelers aboard the ship. A group of tough looking guys dressed in worn out clothes could be seen in the corner. If one didn't know better you'd think they were pirates. Two of them were consumed in an argument while the other justs stood there anticipating a fight to break out. One was a bald man with so many tattoo's on him it seemed as if he had no uninked skin. He was quite tall, not as tall as Calico but maybe 6"1. He was well muscled and had quite a few face piercings. The other had a scruffy beard and long red hair. He was much shorter and stouter then Q - Ball but seemed to intimidate the group a lot more then his opposer. The fight never happened but the two men broke apart and went to either side of the ship. The others merely followed the beared one. "Looks like they couldn't reach an agreement" Calico said under his own breath. He really didn't care for their affairs and was only mildy amused at the argument. Over the course of a few minutes though he began to fall a sleep. The warm suns rays and the comfortable hammock soon put him to rest. Little did he know that they were only about twenty minutes away from reaching their destination. Edited by Samwise, Jun 5 2010, 05:01 PM.
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| Calico Jack • Captain Clock Work Pirates • Martial Artist / Smith • Clock Work Pirates • Bounty: 0 • SD Earned: 0 • Beli: 500,000• Location: North Blue | |
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| KempSeed | Jun 4 2010, 01:26 PM Post #2 |
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Mark leaned against a stacked mound of crates as he observed his surroundings. Fiddling with his comb with one hand and tapping the crates with the other were only attempts to keep him occupied from his ever growing boredom. He was travelling alone, in search of a crew in need of a shipwright. There were many guests upon this ship, most being pirates, but none the less his chances of finding a job were great. He had heard rumors that Hitsuji Archipelago had many riches and was easy picking for any thugs, bandits or pirates that felt like emptying others pockets. Eventually, Mark grew tired of his comb and so placed it back into his fro. He adjusted his shades and began to roam the deck of the large carrier ship. Most of the occupance had their own companions to talk to and so kept to themselves. There were only a couple other loners aboard the ship, striking a conversation with them might let him forget the long and dull journey he must endure before reaching Hitsuji. The closest one to him was half asleep already; lounging about in a hammock. It didn't seem right for him to wake up the guy less he should aggitate him. He continued on his walk down the deck when a small red haired man bumped into him. "Hey! You damn punk! What do you think you're doing walking into me like that!?" Mark hesistated before replying. It was clearly him who bumped into Mark. "Sorry there, I wasn't looking where I was going. I hope I haven't caused you too much of a problem" The red head fat man merely grunted and continued on with his possy. What a grouch he was. Mark was unphased by it and simply continued on towards the side of the ship. Looking out to the great blue sea he noticed a small and unidentifiable island off in the distance. Mark gave a slight smile knowing that they were almost there. Wouldn't be too long now it seemed. Other passengers had noticed around the same time he did. An island full of rich folk were gonna be robbed of their treasure soon enough... |
| Mark Foxwood • Carpenter / Inventor • Carpenter / Inventor • Clock Work Pirates • Bounty: 0 • SD Earned: 0 • Beli: 0 • Location: North Blue | |
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| crowsmirk | Jun 4 2010, 01:55 PM Post #3 |
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A sour look crossed Jhonen's face as the wind made him loose his page. He was sitting alone in a corner reading through a map of the area and tracing it out himself. No one seemed to take notice of him as he quietly read through a book while tracing a map. Jhonen was very good at multi tasking which came in handy if you were a navigator. Once finding the page he was on, a ruler was placed so if the wind blew again attaining his lost page would not be so annoying. A little bottle of ink was set beside him which he occassionaly dabbed his quil into to allow his map creation to continue. There was a lot of rambling going on aboard the deck as a group of pirates argued and others talked to themselves. Though as pirates, the spilge of the sea, everyone spoke rather loud with no consideration of others who'm were trying to work in peace. Though, why would they care if his work was hindered from their banter. Jhonen was on the ship for no perticular reason. He had bought a map of the area and wanted to see if he could portray the area better then whomever had created his purchased product. He did have a rather large urge to find someone in need of a navigator and so journeyed on until the opportunity would arise. Soon the noise level grew too loud for Jhonen to bear. He stood up, not so much annoyed as curious to see what exactly was going on. Everyone was crowded around the side of the ship peering out at one direction. Jhonen packed his stuff up and headed towards where everyone else was. Jhonen tapped the closest man to him on the back to ask what was all the hubbub. "Excuse me, what is everyone looking at?" An older looking man turned around the see who had asked him the question. He had a large grey handle bar mustache with a black tanktop and a rather wrinkly face. There was a large skull earing on his right ear that drew Jhonen's attention as the man faced him. "We're approaching our destination and everyone is just trying to get a better glimpse at it. There's s'pposed to be nobles and stuff loaded with money o'er there. Hehe, boy do I have plans for them!" Jhonen wasn't surprised by his reply. Most of the men on the ship were pirates looking to steal from the inhabbitance on that island. "Thank you sir, and good luck with those plans of yours..." Jhonen strayed away from the group and pulled out his book. It would still be a couple of minutes before they reached shore. Just as he started to read the captain of the ship came out and announced to everyone that from this point on they were to take row boats out to the island. He didn't give a reason why and simply ushered people onto the smaller vessels with the other staff. Edited by crowsmirk, Jun 4 2010, 05:53 PM.
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| Jhonen Vincenzo • Navigator / Marksmen • Navigator / Marksmen • Clock Work Pirates • Bounty: 0 • SD Earned: 0 • Beli: 0 • Location: North Blue | |
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| hillzwreck | Jun 4 2010, 02:23 PM Post #4 |
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Cross frolocked through the mass of people with a sense of gracefulness. He had a wide grin on his face as he juggled a few vials of medicine; varying in colour. It had and still was a brutal trip, being suffocated by the mob of fellow pirates hogging up all the room. Cross was simply trying to entertain everyone which he had a nact for doing. The heat and smell of others sweaty bodies put most of his audience in a less then desirable mood. Twirling to and fro, Cross searched the sea of masses in order to find someone who'm might enjoy his performance. On one end there was a man snoring away in a hammock, an angry bald guy, red haired fat man and a black man with a large afro. None seemed to be in the mood for his juggling or other sherades so he decided to give it a rest for a while. Wiping the sweat from his neck Cross sat down on the floor laying against a wall of the cabin. Softly humming to himself Cross rested his eyes and stuffed his medical equipment back into his body. No longer then a couple of minutes had passed when an uproar from the other travelers jolted Cross upright. From their happier expressions it seemed they were very close to reaching their destination. Too many people were crowded at that side of the ship so Cross thought there no point to try and catch a look himself. No sooner the captain came out announcing their fate. All of the men and women, mostly men, were to evacuate the ship onto small row boats. Only about five people could fit on each at most. There were enough for everyone but it would be cramped. Cross sighed and waited for his turn to hop off the ship into his little downgraded means of transportation. The only reason he went on this trip was because of the captain and his men promising everyone at the port that they were off to a land of gold and treasures with everyone and anyone welcome to join them. Edited by hillzwreck, Jun 4 2010, 05:57 PM.
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| Cross Strafe • Doctor / Entertainer • Doctor / Entertainer • Clock Work Pirates • Bounty: 0 • SD Earned: 0 • Beli: 0 • Location: North Blue | |
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| Jerky10 | Jun 4 2010, 06:30 PM Post #5 |
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Selly calmly sat bunched up between two other men. One was smoking, puffing the exaust quite deliberatly in the fishmans face. Usually he wouldn't care but he had been sitting there patiently minding his own business with this guy riding on his nervers for a great deal of the trip. "Can you please stop smoking sir. It is quite bad for your health and I'm sure you've had more then enough. This is your eighteenth cig so far on this trip" The groggy looking man with thin eyebrows, most likely trimmed himself and his overall look of age even though in reality he was maybe twenty seven turned to him with a look of disgust. Selly mearly stared back coldy showing that he was serious. As Selnom was a rather large guy and a fishman to boot, he could intimidate people pretty easily. The smoker simply nodded after seeing that Selly wasn't going to take no for an answer and left his spot. The orca sighed in relief and inched over seeing as he now had more space. The boat was jam packed with slime balls and filth of society. He recognized some of them as having bounties and being small time pirates. No one he could see was too threatening, he had seen the likes of them all before. However, there were some more ships tailing them, mostly as you would assume; pirates. Selnom glumly looked from side to side, seeing how many people were gathered and began to regret venturing to Hitsuji. Least it wasn't just him feeling down. Others on the boat had the same negativity surrounding them. Selly decided to brush it off and attempt to make the most out of what he came here for. Which was, just like the majority of people gathered here, the rich snobs which were ripe for easy picking. Not just the captain who'm had persuaded many to board, but stories had been circulating in the North Blue of wealth and magnificent treasures found from a society of prominent mearchants and nobility. Selly chewed on those thoughts, and decided that this stinkin ship was worth it for what he'd find in Hitsuji. His ecstasy was cut short when two pirates began unsettling the air with their quarrel. He suspected it had to do with the larger bald man becoming sceptical of the whole Hitsuji ordeal. It was a bit late for that seeing as there was no turning back now. The leader of the ring of thugs or perhaps pirates was not too happy with his underling going against him. Selly had no interested in what was going on between them after that and decided to climb to the upper level. After escaping the sea of odor and unhygienic conditions by climbing the ladder, Selnom noticed that they were not far from their destination. He didn't show it but he was quite happy to see such a sight. Looking down upon those who were oblivious to the good news he noticed that the two he had watched before had broken up their fight. The pack leader had started something with another guy after bumping into him which Selly was quick to turn away from. Turning back to the island he sat there with a calm composture though utterly ecstatic that his long tiresome battle to survive their uncooth conditions was at an end. Out of the door just beside him came the captain in a white uniform addressing the crowd that they were to enter row boats from this point on. The ship was to go no further. Selnom hurriedly hopped down from his perch on the upper level of the deck and raced to get on one of the row boats first. In his haste he did not notice the sly look on the captains face as he watched all these gullable pirates head for their doom. The cool water splashed against the fishmans slippery skin as the small boat swayed and tilted under the sudden weight of a new person boarding it. He grabbed hold of one side of the small vessel and gave a small shrug to the startled man who had brought the boat over from the island. Selly took his seat and waited for others to fill up the remaining seats before leaving. Edited by Jerky10, Jun 4 2010, 09:06 PM.
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| Selnom the Orca • Chef / Weapon Specialist • Chef / Weapon Specialist • Clockwork Pirates • Bounty: 0 • SD Earned: 0 • Beli: 0 • Location: Hitsuji Archipelago, North Blue | |
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| Samwise | Jun 4 2010, 09:21 PM Post #6 |
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The sudden uproar and uplifted spirit of the ship awoke Calico from his deep slumber. Sitting up from the hammock he stretched lazily and produced a loud yawn; though muffled by the noise. Tears formed in his eyes as he yawned and he was quick to wipe them away. Getting out of his soft, cushioned, sleeping device, Calico slowly but surely made his way to see what all the commotion was about. Everyone was hopping off the ship into row boats brought in from the villagers. At least Calico thought them to be villagers as they did not wear the same uniform that the carrier ship crew wore. If they were indeed villagers, he was still too tired to question why they were aiding the pirates in getting to their island. Calico just followed along and got himself aboard a ship. So far only the rower and a large fishman occupied his boat. He smiled briefly at both and took his seat. Soon all the spots were taken and they headed for Hitsuji. The other men aside from him, the fishman and the one sent over to fetch the passengers, were part of Mr. Red Beards crew. An unofficial title Sam had made for the man he knew nothing about. Both of the pirates were dressed in worn out rags. One guy had a jean jacket with several stitches and torn areas on it. He had leather gloves on and a red bandana which had a picture of a bulls head. The other one had no shirt on which revealed his rather skinny exterior. He was slightly muscled but deffinitely underweight. He also wore baggy red pants with no apparent belt to hold them up. Both of them were sweating prefusely and seemed a little on edge. Calico was interested in asking them about what went on with their leader or captain, Mr. Red Beard. The only problem was he didn't know where to start. Both of them were consumed in their own secretive chatter. They were talking quietly to themselves. Interupting seemed like it would cause problems. He decided against it and simply turned to the other figure sitting directly infront of him. Calico was shocked when he saw this bulky fishman. They were not seen everyday and he had noticed others staring from other ships. Making small talk would lesten the tention between the party of crooks and so decided to start with the perculiar fellow infront of him. "Hi there! Not many fishman around these parts... What brings you to Hitsuji? I'm here looking for a crew. Are you here by yourself or are is a fine man such as yourself associated with any of these scally wags? Edited by Samwise, Jun 5 2010, 05:02 PM.
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| Calico Jack • Captain Clock Work Pirates • Martial Artist / Smith • Clock Work Pirates • Bounty: 0 • SD Earned: 0 • Beli: 500,000• Location: North Blue | |
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| KempSeed | Jun 5 2010, 05:34 AM Post #7 |
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Just after himself noticing that they were closing in on Hitsuji everyone else clued in as well. Most of them swarmed the side he was on to see. Leaving before getting smushed by the stampede, he headed for a more secluded spot when the captain burst out announcing there new ordeal. Mark listened to the Captains request of them having to enter row boats and simply followed instructions. He didn't want to cause trouble or make a scene so he got in line to descend one of the ladders at the side of the ship. The water was splashing about by unbalanced and overcrowded boats. He tried to steady himself as he planted one foot onto the new surface. It was very unstable and if it wasn't for him being careful he probably would of toppled over. He was the last to enter and so they head off once Mark was in. Beside him was an older lady. Not very tall but very wide. She had uncombed messy blonde hair with a large wart on her cheek. A long nose protruded from her face which made her look more disgusting then he already was. She was wearing trousers and a muscle shirt which usually a women would not be seen with on. She had well developed arms and a manly body. Even her eyes were hard and serious, every inch of her body seemed masculine. Her voice was even ridiculously deep! The only thing that allowed Mark to realize she was a women was that the others in the row boat addressed her as "Mom". There were two others besides him, the shemale and the rower. These guys were large brutes with scarred faces, no hair and looked and sounded stupid. They did everything their mother told them and simply replied with "Yes ma". Both of them looked identical except one had red overalls and the other blue. Mark simply kept quiet and leaned back. To his surprise they were already maybe 100 meters from shore. He probably spent more time then he should of staring at the repulsive manwomen. In fact, he almost wanted to jump out and simply swim the rest of the way then be sitting next to her any longer. The rower seemed like he wouldn't be too against such an idea either... Edited by KempSeed, Jun 5 2010, 05:36 AM.
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| Mark Foxwood • Carpenter / Inventor • Carpenter / Inventor • Clock Work Pirates • Bounty: 0 • SD Earned: 0 • Beli: 0 • Location: North Blue | |
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| crowsmirk | Jun 5 2010, 05:56 AM Post #8 |
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Jhonen sighed and followed suit. It's not like he had a choice now did he? he was shoved along by the ships crew and by the impatient men behind him in line. He got himself onto a boat and sat himself down beside the closest person to him. It was a tall gentlemen like fellow sitting next to him. He was well dressed with a black suit and a large black hat. He had a mocile on which distinguished him more then the other scrubs surrounding him. He had a rather young face with an intellectual glint which Jhonen was able to percieve. He had a newly shaved face with a neatly combed mustache and didn't give off the smell which told you someone hadn't bathed in a long while. "Howdy there stranger! I'm a navigator that's not too shabby at shooting either. How about you?" Jhonen asked with a friendly face. He smiled politely and did not expect the response this gentlemen fellow gave. "Ugh, you stupid pirates! Let me guess, you're with one of these ninkinpoop crews too I suppose?" the man said rudely. Jhonen was astonished but held his ground. He then decided to ask why the man had come if he wasn't a pirate looking to rob this island of there supposed bountiful treasure. "What brings you here then? To insult pirates?" Jhonen asked more bluntly then his first inquisition. The scoffed at Jhonen and proclaimed his profession and status. "Well I'll have you know that I am a well known mearchant in this area have decided to enlighten this island with some bargains. They have so much money that's going to waste just sitting there rotting in their banks or what have you!" Jhonen wasn't an idiot. He could tell this guy was a crooked dealer and so turned away from him coldly; which he deserved. Before he knew it they had hit shore and everyone was getting out. That ride didn't take too long at all it seemed. The pirates that had followed along from behind with their ships had already docked and had presumably already head to the island to reak havoc. Though, that assumption was soon discarded when villagers came down from a winding path leading from the docks to the town greeted them. They were placing necklaces on their "guests" which they seemed to be labelling everyone as. Some of the other pirates drew their swords or cocked their guns. The villagers simply smiled and requested they put their weapons away. The obtuse islanders were promising that there would be all the treasure they ever wanted after the party. Jhonen was utterly confused now. The part about riches seemed real enough seeing as the greeters were wearing gorgeous silks and gem encrusted jewellery. No one seemed to doubt them either as they were all following behind the villagers who were now leading them up the path. Edited by crowsmirk, Jun 5 2010, 06:03 AM.
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| Jhonen Vincenzo • Navigator / Marksmen • Navigator / Marksmen • Clock Work Pirates • Bounty: 0 • SD Earned: 0 • Beli: 0 • Location: North Blue | |
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| hillzwreck | Jun 5 2010, 06:58 AM Post #9 |
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Cross strode cooly across the deck, down the side of the ship and onto his boat with elegance and style. He sat down and relaxed with his legs folded. Cross was one of the last to board so all the others had already left for the island by the time he got on. The others aside from him were a band of female pirates. All of them had bounties which Cross had remembered seeing in other towns. They went by the name of the dark mistresses and hid themselves away with jet black veils covering their faces. None of them seemed to pay heed to him which was a good thing Cross thougt. Afterall, they weren't known for their charity work and kindness. No, those tough cookies were ruthless and it was wise to not get in their way. The lot of them had knives, guns and other weaponry strapped to them all over. Luckily enough, they reached the docks before anything could happen. Cross tried to get out first and was pulled back by the captain of the dark mistresses. She snarled at him as she shoved him back into his seat. "Ladies first!" the lady pirate said. She went by the name of madelina and had a bounty of well over seven digits. Keeping his composture, he waited patiently for them all to get out while he said not a word. Once out himself he brushed himself off and headed to see what all the commotion was about. Fearless towns people seemed to be coming down from a dirt road trail having only nitty crafts and necklaces with them. Cross was handed one himself and had a dumbfounded look on his face as he placed it round his neck. He grabbed hold of the women who had handed him the flimsy present and demanded to know why they were so calm around these bands of pirates. "Are you crazy woman!? Don't you know that these pirates are going to raid your town, kill the men, maybe even rape the women and loot you of all your worth?" The woman turned to face him with a sweet smile. She replied in a soft but assuring voice that everyone was heading for the party and that he should come. This didn't float well with Cross as he stammered to ask what party and then decided to just see for himself. The dirt path was fairly steep and Cross had to wring himself of sweat while climbing the slopes. There was a mans ass infront of him which did little but annoy him and make the climbing more painful. As he closed the distance between him and the roads summit, he could here music accompanied by laughter. The smell of food and good drink filled his nostrils and he began to drool. Cross grabbed the man infront of him by the belt and pulled the ass out of his face. The pathway they came from was almost at a 90 degree angle now and one bad move would send you toppling down below. Too bad for whoever that ass belonged to as he slid back from the sudden pull from Cross. A last excerpt of energy was required to reach the top which he pulled off with tremendous effort. A ton of the others hadn't made it up the slope themselves and were somewhere below. Upon reaching flat ground Cross took a moment to catch his breath. There was a huge castle like mansion infront of him at the top of the hill. From what he had and was hearing it seemed as if there was some form of event going on inside. After a moments rest he pressed on to see what it was all about. Edited by hillzwreck, Jun 5 2010, 07:01 AM.
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| Cross Strafe • Doctor / Entertainer • Doctor / Entertainer • Clock Work Pirates • Bounty: 0 • SD Earned: 0 • Beli: 0 • Location: North Blue | |
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| Jerky10 | Jun 5 2010, 09:39 AM Post #10 |
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Selnom squirmed a little as he attempted to get comfortable in his seat. Once settled, the long haired blonde man infront of him asked a question. Mostly just chit chat to pass the time as it seemed which actually lightened up his irritable mood. His eyes scanned the horizon for a moment examining others before looking back and replying to the response his questioner was clearly awaiting. Resting his grand forearms on his lap Selly looked into Calico Jacks eyes. They were a lovely hazelnut colour which would actually proove him to be quite handsome for a human if it wasn't for his matted messy hair. Selnom was still a bit struck by the bombardment of questions but kept a straight face and answered everything that was asked of him. "Hello..." Selnom paused before continuing. "It is true that I am the only Fishman but I hope that you can treat me as if I was one of you. I am traveling to Hitsuji simply because I am low on money as it is and heard that this place would help to satisfy my empty pockets. Selnom spoke humbly as he could sense this human to be a real character. He didn't think much of it but it stuck to the back of his mind as they reached the docks. The boat shook even more with Selly trying to get out. He looked apologetically at the man he had spoken to; before heading down to the beach. The soft sand underfoot was refreshing and kept selly lax as a free necklace was handed too him. Someone near him demanded to know why these villagers were being so carefree around pirates. Selnom then realized that these were indeed the citizens of this section of the Archipelago. This bothered Selnom and made him uneasy for the rest of the trip up to the town. He looked back from time to time to try and keep close to the only friendly pirate he had seen so far. The road was odd in a way that it kept getting steeper the further they went. He stumbled a few times letting chunks of rock or dirt fall down below him. Selly didn't have any trouble climbing but others around him did. After a brief climb, maybe half an hour at most, they had reached the top where a building stood before them. There was a large sign up front that stated "Greeting Party". Most of those infront of him headed inside except for a few that were either waiting for their friends to finish the hike or were simply loitering the foregrounds. Selnom headed inside the large double oak doors which were open as if beckoning him to enter. Inside there was a roaring fire and many wooden tables where others had decided to take a seat. A band was playing in one corner and the party was picking up very quickly. Selnom took a seat at a table by himself when a lady came over asking him if he wanted a drink. He ordered four large mugs of beer and peered back at the entrance. He was looking for the man from earlier wishing to speak to him more. He had said that he was looking for a crew and Selnom would be more then happy to come aboard as the chef. Edited by Jerky10, Jun 5 2010, 09:43 AM.
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| Samwise | Jun 5 2010, 02:04 PM Post #11 |
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So it seemed this fishman was here for the same reason everyone else was. Calico nodded showing that he understood what Selly was saying. The boat hit the dock before their conversation could continue any longer so he merely waited for his turn to leave the vessel. Once off he did as everyone else and recieved his greeting from the locals and began his hike up the road. Though it was more like a mountain seeing as how they were climbing with hands and feet most of the way. His hands dug into the tough soil as Calico inched his way up. The path was very narrow with thick foliage on either side of him. Not to mention how he had to make room for others trying to climb up themselves. His fish friend was a couple people above him and turned back to look down upon him every so often. Calico would smile back for as long as he could muster because of dirt flying into his eyes which blinded him. As Calico neared the top a large stone and chunks of dirt nailed him in the face; leaving him to curse under his breath. This distracted Calico from what was to come. He didn't know how or why the man was falling but it hit him spot on. A sweaty, round, utterly horrific ass pelted him in the face. The second the rump collided with Calico's face a large wet fart was released. The gas filled Calico's lungs as he chocked from the stench. His eyes were watering and his vision was blurred. He lost hold of the ledge he was on and slid a ways down grabbing a root protruding from the road just in the nick of time. He could even taste the fart and was gagging, coughing and choking all consecutively. "Bloody hell! What in gods name was that!?" Calico said more surprised then angry after the coughing and choking had seized. He stood hanging there for maybe ten minutes before recovering enough from the face plant and bodily release to carry on. The whole thing still dazed Calico even after he reached the top. The large banner proclaiming that this was a big greeting party was not what Calico had expected. Any who, he continued on into the mansion non chalantly. Inside was a lovely scene of happy men and women. Enjoying drink, food, music and their own company. He smiled briskly before spotting the fishman from before. He decided to go take a seat with him since that was the only guy he knew. " 'Ello ello! Fancy seeing you here!" Calico said cheerfully. He noticed the large glasses of beer and asked if he could partake in one of them. "Is the beer good? Mind if I have one of those glasses? I'll help ya to down all the alchohol ya got there!" Calico said more upbeat then before. He then thought of a fun game they could play. "Hahahaha! I know, lets see who can drink the most!" Edited by Samwise, Jun 5 2010, 05:03 PM.
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| KempSeed | Jun 5 2010, 04:52 PM Post #12 |
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The shemale had begun to take a liking to him. A greasy, muscely, hairy, man arm was around him. She was trying to hit on him which was not going to happen. Her hand had slithered down to his chest and he slapped it off before it went any further down. The two grunts were angered by him inflicting pain, though it probably didn't hurt at all, on their mother. Mark didn't let the two idiot sons get to him and retaliated against the molester. "Get your damn hands off me you fat son of a bitch!! Mark said furiously. The outrageously disgusting slug chuckled before retorting in a less then happy manner. "Get your black ass down. I'll touch ya if I want to!". Mark trembled at the sight of her prying eyes. He turned to the rower in despair and he just shrugged and looked away attempting to not make eye contact. There was one last fleating glimmer of hope seeing as they were closing in on the docks. Before the glutanous animal could reach him he clumsily got to the opposite side. Mark leaped off the boat the moment he was in jumping distance from the dock. Once off the boat he jolted from the dock trying to rid himself of the disgusting slime that accumulated on his neck from the monsters arm resting on it. He hid among the crowd of people and caught his breath. His heart was pumping and he hadn't the slightest idea why it had to be him to go through such a horrid experience. At least that was the last he would see of that beast or her goons for a while to come. As the group disperesed and his hiding spot faded away he hurriedly made for the trail. The route everyone was taking turned out to be quite the work out. Mark breathed hevily as he heaved his way up the mountainous hill. His muscles ached from the climb but he made it in good time. The only cause for alarm was when a man plummeted down upon him. Luckily he was able to slide across before being smashed into. "Damn, can't a guy climb in peace? I nearly shit my pants there!" Mark exclaimed tensely. After another painstaking ten minutes, which felt rather like an hour, he was at the roads end. What he needed now was a cold drink and somewhere to sit. He entered the large stone structure just a little ways from where he was. There was a fine bouquet of aroma's which told him that grub was just around the corner. He sat down by a window and waited for one of the beer girls to come serve him. A couple of men were at the same table as him and asked whether or not he wanted to play some poker. Mark agreed but admitted to not having a lot of cash. The men didn't mind and so they began their game without a moment to spare. Edited by KempSeed, Jun 5 2010, 04:59 PM.
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| Mark Foxwood • Carpenter / Inventor • Carpenter / Inventor • Clock Work Pirates • Bounty: 0 • SD Earned: 0 • Beli: 0 • Location: North Blue | |
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| crowsmirk | Jun 6 2010, 06:38 AM Post #13 |
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Jhonen peeled away the skin on his face as a way to rid himself of the dirt and sweat sticking to him. The climb was rather difficult for Jhonen. Strength didn't characterize him like guns and intelligence did. He was pleading with himself, or rather some form of god to end the climb soon. Jhonen hated every second of it. After going through such physical demandments for Jhonen he was all too glad to wash away his wearyness with a beer. He pulled off his soaked shirt and peeled away at another layer of perspiring skin. The back of his white shirt had gone somewhat transparent from the amount of bodily juice that had been consumed by the fabric. It would be very uncomfortable to put back on that filthy garment so he stuffed it in his pocket and headed to the party shirtless. A wave of assorted scents, sounds and cool refreshing air filled every inch of his body. Jhonen sat down solemnly awaiting service. He still didn't know anyone so he kept quiet. Once his order was taken Jhonen sifted his hand through his hair feeling the tattered, messy, gunky hair with his fingers. Jhonen's drink arrived, some form of cranberry alchoholic beverage, with a platter of roast chicken and potatoes. He dug in ravishingly swallowing it before he even chewed. Getting something into him really made him feel better. Eventually he felt well enough to join in on the heated conversation the table beside his was getting into. The pirates were discussing what type of girl they were all into. One said the obvious way to go was large breats! Jhonen laughed whole heartedly and threw on his shirt while placing two empty beer glasses underneath. "You wanna have a go at me then?" Jhonen said while acting as if he was trying to entice the man. All those that saw burst into laughter. Some even whistled and banged their tables. Jhonen grinned and chugged another glass. The refreshing nectar trickled down his throat and others raised there drinks and drank as well. Edited by crowsmirk, Jun 6 2010, 06:46 AM.
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| Jhonen Vincenzo • Navigator / Marksmen • Navigator / Marksmen • Clock Work Pirates • Bounty: 0 • SD Earned: 0 • Beli: 0 • Location: North Blue | |
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| hillzwreck | Jun 6 2010, 10:44 AM Post #14 |
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Cross gave a little salute to the three women standing outside the mansion like taverns entrance before entering. Inside was a brilliant array of merry folk, sustenance to satisfy the mind and soul as well as a wonderful musical performance. Cross shouted with glee and headed for the stage. "Wooh! Yeah rock on! This is awesome!" He pushed his hair back so it was out of his eyes and asked the band if he could accompany them with a song. They agree'd to follow his lead. Cross waltzed forward to center stage and cleared his throat loudly so people would notice. Many turned around to see why the music had stopped. Once they saw that a singer had appeared they applauded and cheered him on. Cross started with out a moment to spare. "Though you see me now, the mere ghost of a man, I once had the heart of a lion. Commanding my ship, between many a shore, The ol' Jolly Roger a-flyin'. Mine was a name that put fear into men, And regret into plenty o' lasses. Lo, how I wish I could take back those days, As I stare at these empty beer glasses. I think of the times past when I had it all, I toyed with men's wives and their daughters. And in my pursuit of this ill-gotten wealth, I stabbed and I slashed and I slaughtered. And for what? (HEY! ) The men that I've fought, Are matched by the number of women I've bought. And for what? (HEY! ) I've killed and I've shot, And reddened the cold tears of children with blood" As the song went on many attempted to sing along. The lyrics weren't exaxctly orthadox but they were pirates afterall. Cross was handed a beer after his first song which he downed hastily. Sweat rolled down his cheeks and his face was red. None the less, he was more then happy to be able to perform for such a large crowd. "Everyone now! Let's sing it again!" The crowd swooned and bellowed. There was almost no one not singing and the song could be heard from miles away! After a few more rounds of chorus Cross decided to leave the rest to the band and went to mingle with the crowd. A group of pirates beckoned him to their table and patted him on the back for his spectacular job well done. Cross smiled a little worn out from his continuous screaming on stage but after a portion of roast chicken he was revitalized. Once restored Cross pulled out a few coloured medicine vials and began juggling for his table. They all clapped and egged him on to add more objects to the trick. He did as they wanted and soon was juggling eight vials all at once. After a couple minutes of tricks and small acts Cross decided to ask if anyone had any matches. "Any of ya wouldn't have a match on ya would you? I'll show ya something neat if you hand one over" A turnip faced woman, obviously from drinking too much, pulled out a match and tossed it over. Cross thanked her and grabbed a man's beer who was sitting beside him. Cross splashed the liquid on his own face and soaked it into himself. He then lit the match and tossed it down his throat. Once done, he expelled the alchohol up his throat and the two collided lighting on fire. A tail of flames came forth from his mouth amazing all those around him. Unfortunately though, the flames reached out and headed for a man playing pokers hair... Edited by hillzwreck, Jun 6 2010, 10:58 AM.
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| Cross Strafe • Doctor / Entertainer • Doctor / Entertainer • Clock Work Pirates • Bounty: 0 • SD Earned: 0 • Beli: 0 • Location: North Blue | |
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| Jerky10 | Jun 6 2010, 01:42 PM Post #15 |
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Selnom scratched the back of his head and pushed himself in so that one of the servers could get passed. He was glad to see Calico had made the trip up from the docks alright. Calico gave a warm greeting and Selly eased back. "Yeah, looks like we both made it up safely" Selnom handed a glass over to Calico a little embaressed for not offering him any beforehand. "Sorry, where are my manners! Here you go. The beer is splendid I may add" Selly grinned at Calico's quirky comment and checked behind his shoulder as if making sure no one would hear his boastfulness. "I don't want to let you down but I'm a damn good drinker. You wont last against me!" Selnom cracked his knuckles without waiting for Calico's respone and ushered another beer lady over. "Can we please have five rounds of beer?" The girl looked astonished but nodded and hurried away to get them their order. Selnom could of sworn he saw her smirk before leaving as if she was up to something. He let it go and turned back to his new found friend. "So Calico, I heard you were looking to find cre...." Selly stopped mid sentence when the music seized to play. He cocked his head to see what was up. By the looks of it a singer had come aboard to seranade them with song accompanied by the already talented musical band. He gave a slow unenthusiastic clap for the man on stage. He wasn't anticipating much but when the performer started it really caught him off guard. He began to tap his webbed feat to the rythym and really got into it. The fishman then began doing a small awkward jig to the song, he wasn't really a good dancer but couldn't help himself. This song was jamtastic. He broke out of his trance finally when the server came back with their vast amount of booze. Selnom thanked her and faced Calico once again. He gave his drinking partner an excited look. It was as if he was a little boy in a candy shop. Selnom loved good beer, especially when he was drinking it with someone else. "This song is really something isn't it? Enough stalling though, let's get this contest going" The singer was just finishing his last lines of the song and everyone was cooling down from their fast paced sing along. Selnom sorted the beers in a line equally dividing them between the two. A little spilt from his large hands as it was awkward to hold the small handles ment for human fingers. He licked it off his arm and slurped the rest off the table. A bit unmannerdly but it was a party... Who cared? Selnom reached over and grabbed his mug first. "Do you wanna do the honors of going first or should I?" Edited by Jerky10, Jun 6 2010, 01:52 PM.
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| Selnom the Orca • Chef / Weapon Specialist • Chef / Weapon Specialist • Clockwork Pirates • Bounty: 0 • SD Earned: 0 • Beli: 0 • Location: Hitsuji Archipelago, North Blue | |
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