SlpNarniaQueen
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ooc: nothing that I understand. but Fyn's the medic!
It's basically been a bunch of Saruman, Bartholow-fellow and GKoN
It's basically been a bunch of Saruman, Bartholow-fellow and GKoN
ooc: nothing that I understand. but Fyn's the medic!
It's basically been a bunch of Saruman, Bartholow-fellow and GKoN![]()
ic: Jack walked up to Fyn. ''Hey'',he said drunkenly like he didn`t know her even though he`s been a crew member for months.
ooc: IOWW you might`ve noticed that my character Dwight Terror died a while ago and now my new character is Jack Terror.
Oh Chels! Great you're back!!! PM me if you have any questions...I think we're in a rut
ooc: Maybe we oughta free Narnia first, to cut of Saruman's resource base.![]()
ic: Jack walked up to Fyn. ''Hey'',he said drunkenly like he didn`t know her even though he`s been a crew member for months.
ooc: IOWW you might`ve noticed that my character Dwight Terror died a while ago and now my new character is Jack Terror.
ic: "Capn' can I ask ye somethin... why are we sittin in the middle of the sea and not attacking the wizard where he is? He's askin fer it, practically beggin fer it, and I really want to bring it! Can I just go on a recconassaince mission and set off gunpowder in his cabin? Please?!! He deserves it..." She muttered her dark brown eyes flashing at the thought of the wizard who had held her captive for the first time in her life...
ooc: Ahhh!! We've fallen to page four!! Come on, ye scallywags, where be ye?
ic: Machia swung down from the riggings and landed on the deck near Twilight, "Arrr... ye know, t'was a lot easier when I could jus' teleport from the top o' the main mast down ter the deck, instead o' havin' to climb down them ropes..." he said as he reached towards a barrel of apples sitting on deck... One of them came flying into his hand and it tossed it into the air.... "Gar, an' I can tell ye why we're not rushin' off t' fight the wizard right now, Twilight... Although I agree completely with yer wantin' to reduce his wizardness into a little pile o' ash, the problem is this little fleet of his... Unfortunatly the Dauntless can't take on all the rest o' his ships by itself so the smart thing would be to avoid them fer the time bein'... An' has the Cap'n spoken to ye 'bout our other mission here on earth, besides tryin' to get back ter Narnia? If she hasn't ye should go ask her 'bout it... Meanwhile, I gotta get this sea scum Saruman left us with, whipped into shape..."
The First Mate turned towards the middle of the deck and maginfied his voice by DV so it echoed through the ship.... "ARRRRR!! All hands on deck!! Gar, I want this ship goin' as fast as we can make it go an' then I want every inch o' it spotless!! I want to be able to use this deck as a mirror!! An' you idiots what who used to work fer Saruman!! Go roll in some dirt or somthin'... those uniforms are way to clean... It 'aint natural... Gar, anyone who doesn't have a job come see me an' I'll get ye one... The sooner ye come to me fer a job, the most pleasant the jobs will be... If ye come later, the jobs become more disgusting!! ARRRR!!!"
Fyn came up to Machia. It'd been the first time she'd talked to him since he'd left and come back. She hadn't said much since Fish and Machia had been back. She kept her eyes lowered and darted them around the deck, not making eye contact. "I don't have a job..." she hesitated for a moment. "...sir."
ooc: Wow, I was gone for a week and only two people posted! Tsk, tsk, tsk... Come back ye scurvy scallywags!!
ic: Machia pulled an apple out of his pocket and took a bite out of it... "Arrr... Well, if any of the rest o' these sea rats would hae come up an' ask me fer a job I'd have sent them swabbin' the deck, on the off chance that they might actually learn ter clean somethin' an' they might get some o' that water on themselves in the process, which would help the smell o' this floatin' garbage heap..." The First Mate pushed his hat from over his eyes, with an amused expression on his face... "But I can't send ye ter clean the deck, because frankly you'd do too good of a job at it an' none o' the rest o' the crew will get a chance at even gettin' a little cleaner... Gar, so that means I gotta think o' somethin' else fer ye ter do..." he took another bite from his apple, thinking hard... "Arrrr... Right, I got a job fer ye... I want ye ter find Twilight an' then ye an' she need ter take an inventory o' all the weapons an powder we have on the ship... While yer doin' that an' once I get this lousy excuse fer a crew workin' I'll probably see what this here new crew Saruman left us with knows 'bout fightin'...."
Fyn smiled at Machia going on and on at how worthless the crew was, but then she grew serious. "Machia, none of us have seen Twilight for weeks..."