Pirates II -- Come on, Be A Pirate (Please do not delete)

[*IOWW the Iasc*]

IOWW rammed a cannon ball into the cannon and covered her ear as One eyed Phil fired it. There seemed to be even more of a commotion up on deck than before, so IOWW went to investigate, cutlass in hand. She hadn't yet reached the top before a british soldier was shoved down the stairs. She ran him through before he could move and proceeded up teh steps into battle.

 

[Jack of Blades]

The blood of the girl seeped through the door into the street, the cloaked man had deserted the building. He left a small pyramid.

The man swap through the streets unseen, toward the docks.
He found a small ship, designed for bring passengers to other places. There were some crewmen on the ship, the captain too. The crew of the ship could feel a dark presence, and it made them uneasy.

"Keep it together, ya lousy sea rats!" Bellowed the captain, he soon felt the presence. Then saw it, he froze.
The cloaked man stood in the middle of the deck, holding a crewman by the neck, blue and lifeless. The other crewmen staggered back nearly falling overboard. The cloaked man wore a mask, a mask without eye holes. He dropped the body, and announced.

"This is my ship now, leave and you may be spared." He said in his deep voice, almost like from another dimension.

The captain trying to keep himself from falling to his knees in fear murmured, "Get off my ship."

"You all shall die."

Just as quick as it had started, the fight was over. The blood of the sailors covered the deck. And it did not take long for the ship to set sail into the horizon.
"Bloody pirates."

 

[Machiathemarshwiggle]

Fish had taken opportunity of Machia grabbing her for support. Swiftly and subtly she reached into his pistol holster and grabbed a few bullets. Before a soldier could stop her, she shot the soldier who had hit Machia in the knee, and he fell to the ground in pain. She loaded another bullet, but not before nearly every soldier had a musket pointed at her. "Arrr...fine, ye win," she grinned as she tossed her loaded pistol on the ground. Every soldier jumped in unison, and Fish chuckled to herself again. "Now, the brig?" she asked cheerfully.

Fish and Machia were led down several hallways and ladders before they reached the brig. A surly soldier roughly shoved them into a small cell and slammed the door. "Don't even bother trying to escape." He sneered, "The only way out is through the quarters of every officer on board. And they shoot first and ask questions later." He climbed up the ladder and shut the trapdoor exit.

A few dim lanterns served as the only light source, and it was several minutes before Fish's eyes adjusted from the bright sunlight. Fish sighed and slumped down in a corner. "Well mate, not that there's much we can do about it, but I can't imagine yer feelin' to well right now. So what's broken? Well, to start with, ye have a lovely gash on the back of yer head. Did ye hit it on the wall when ye fell out?"

Machia stumbled into the wall and collapsed onto the floor, breathing hard... "Arrrr... do I?" He weakly raised his left hand and felt the back of his head... "Gar, Aye... I must 'ave hit me head on th' wall or somthin'... Arrr... When that table hit me in the chest, I didn't really notice any other pain..." The First Mate shifted slightly on the dust covered floor... "Arrr, it was jus' like, 'Someone get the name o' the dragon that just landed on me'..." Machia gave a weary half smile and fumbled in left his pocket... A second later he gave a sigh, "Arrrr... Wouldn't ye know it... out o' apples..." He checked his right pocket and came up with the same...

"Arrr... That chain shot must o' grazed me when it went by..." Machia said, examining his other hand with mild curiosity... "I'm gonna be havin' a prettty noticeable scar on th' back here..." He had a deep cut running across the back of his right hand... Finally, he shrugged and wrapped his hand in a bandana... "Aye, oh well... At least it only grazed me.... Or ye'd have ter be callin me The one handed Firs' Mate, or Machia o' the nine fingers..." he said with another crooked grin... The First Mate leaned back against the wall, and half-closed his eyes... "Arrr... Fish, do ye see any sort o' hole in the wall where we night be able ter see what's happenin' out thar or somthin'?"

 

[fish_wwjd_frog]

Machia stumbled into the wall and collapsed onto the floor, breathing hard... "Arrrr... do I?" He weakly raised his left hand and felt the back of his head... "Gar, Aye... I must 'ave hit me head on th' wall or somthin'... Arrr... When that table hit me in the chest, I didn't really notice any other pain..." The First Mate shifted slightly on the dust covered floor... "Arrr, it was jus' like, 'Someone get the name o' the dragon that just landed on me'..." Machia gave a weary half smile and fumbled in left his pocket... A second later he gave a sigh, "Arrrr... Wouldn't ye know it... out o' apples..." He checked his right pocket and came up with the same...

"Arrr... That chain shot must o' grazed me when it went by..." Machia said, examining his other hand with mild curiosity... "I'm gonna be havin' a prettty noticeable scar on th' back here..." He had a deep cut running across the back of his right hand... Finally, he shrugged and wrapped his hand in a bandana... "Aye, oh well... At least it only grazed me.... Or ye'd have ter be callin me The one handed Firs' Mate, or Machia o' the nine fingers..." he said with another crooked grin... The First Mate leaned back against the wall, and half-closed his eyes... "Arrr... Fish, do ye see any sort o' hole in the wall where we night be able ter see what's happenin' out thar or somthin'?"

"Does it really matter? Even if we could see though that wall, t'ain't like we're gitting out o' this cell any time soon..." Fish ripped a thin strip off the bottom of her skirt and sat down next to Machia. "Arr...give me yer hand, Machia... I doubt we're going to be gitting any aniseptics from their resident doctor..." After she had wrapped his hand tightly with a bit of the cloth, Fish then wrapped his head as best she could with the rest of it. "Well, tis nothing compared to what Elashia could've done, but I think ye'll survive... But I'm curious as to what's broken... I wouldn't doubt a couple o' ribs, but those'll heal easily... If yer collarbone is broken, that's a little worse..." She sighed again...

"Arr...in any case," Machia said, "let's try and get ahold of the Cap'n or Twilight or IOWW again... We're still not entirely sure if they know we're gone..." He sat up a little straighter and DVed the pirate ship. "Oy, 'ello?"

"Machia?" Came back IOWW's voice. "Arr...mate, where are ye? We've been looking fer ye! And Fish is missing, too... If ye see her, tell her that they blew another hole in the port aft side o' the third deck..."

"Well, ye might want to get started on fixing it, then," Fish responed. "Machia and I are in a brig on one o' the British ships y'all are blowing apart..."

"What??? How'd that happen? Arr....we can't leave the tw--"

"Arrr...IOWW, hush!" Machia said urgently. The trapdoor had opened up, and someone was coming down. "Nay...it couldn't be..." Machia whispered to himself, and Fish gasped.

"Well, if it isn't my two favorite pirates," Saruman said with mock sincerity.




ooc- I don't think Jeff will mind too much if we use his character, and Twilight said she would do most of the posting for him. So, just for fluidity of character, please PM her with any ideas you have... Oh, Jeff, if you read this, obviously your character is completely yours and you can do whatever you want...

 

[Olórin the Wise]

ooc: Fish wears a skirt? On a pirate ship?

ic: Azgar swam over to the Dauntless and hauled himself aboard. Immediately he noticed the large holes in both sides of the ship. Grabbing the arm of a passing pirate, he aksed directions to the carpenter's cubby. "Down that stairway and to the left," the sailor replied. Azgar whirled and ran down the steps.

 

[Gentle Voice]

Kris still walk throw the cannons going past her she didn't care if one of them hit her. She just kept walking on the rail of the ship watching everything happening. She close her eye turn and face everyone her back was facing the water she was about to fall.

 

[Machiathemarshwiggle]

ic- "Does it really matter? Even if we could see though that wall, t'ain't like we're gitting out o' this cell any time soon..." Fish ripped a thin strip off the bottom of her skirt and sat down next to Machia. "Arr...give me yer hand, Machia... I doubt we're going to be gitting any aniseptics from their resident doctor..." After she had wrapped the severed fingers tightly with a bit of the cloth, Fish then wrapped his head as best she could with the rest of it. "Well, tis nothing compared to what Elashia could've done, but I think ye'll survive... But I'm curious as to what's broken... I wouldn't doubt a couple o' ribs, but those'll heal easily... If yer collarbone is broken, that's a little worse..." She sighed again...

"Arr...in any case," Machia said, "let's try and get ahold of the Cap'n or Twilight or IOWW again... We're still not entirely sure if they know we're gone..." He sat up a little straighter and DVed the pirate ship. "Oy, 'ello?"

"Machia?" Came back IOWW's voice. "Arr...mate, where are ye? We've been looking fer ye! And Fish is missing, too... If ye see her, tell her that they blew another hole in the port aft side o' the third deck..."

"Well, ye might want to get started on fixing it, then," Fish responed. "Machia and I are in a brig on one o' the British ships y'all are blowing apart..."

"What??? How'd that happen? Arr....we can't leave the tw--"

"Arrr...IOWW, hush!" Machia said urgently. The trapdoor had opened up, and someone was coming down. "Nay...it couldn't be..." Machia whispered to himself, and Fish gasped.

"Well, if it isn't my two favorite pirates," Saruman said with mock sincerity.




ooc- I don't think Jeff will mind too much if we use his character, and Twilight said she would do most of the posting for him. So, just for fluidity of character, please PM her with any ideas you have... Oh, Jeff, if you read this, obviously your character is completely yours and you can do whatever you want...

ic: "Arrr... Nay," Machia muttered, sarcastically, "We're Beavers, can't ye tell? An' we're gonna chew our way through the ship..." He folded his arms across his chest, but winced in pain and quickly let them fall to his sides again... "Gar, well, what excitement do ye have in store fer us today? Are ye gonna sell us inter slavery again or feed one o' us ter a giant sea monster? It really don't matter ter me right now... I've seen it all before.."

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Back on the ship, Norrington was running across the deck frantically looking for wood to repair the ship, when he saw Kris about to fall over the edge... He swiftly turned and grabbed her by the arm and pulled her away from the edge...

"Are you mad?" he said, "You almost fell overboard! Here..." He handed her a hammer, some nails and a bunch of wooden planks... "Come with me. There are some holes below deck that need patched up and I guess I might as well do something to stop the ship from sinking."

 

[Gentle Voice]

She laugh.
" I am not mad at all and who are you in the first place?," She told him while following him,
She wanted to dead but no She got save from someone.

 

[Machiathemarshwiggle]

She laugh.
" I am not mad at all and who are you in the first place?," She told him while following him,
She wanted to dead but no She got save from someone.

"I'm James Norrington." He said frowning, "And I was a leader in Saruman's Navy until he attacked you pirates. I turned against him and helped your First Mate and Carpenter to hijack this ship, and I've been regretting it ever since." He stepped over some fallen beams and entered into the deck below... "Have you noticed how almost non of these pirates have bathed since I've come aboard? It's like they don't even notice the smell! And all your leaders seem to like calling the crew names like 'sea scum' or 'landlubbers'." He reached the gaping hole in the wall, picked up a board and started to nail it to the wall...

"But worst of all, why is it that everywhere we go we can't seem to stay out of trouble? These pirates are going to be the death of me, I just know it." he said miserably... He picked up another nail and prepared to pound it in, but ended up pounding his finger with the hammer instead... He gave a yell of pain and clutched his throbbing hand... "Why is this hammer so heavy? It's impossible to use!" he picked up Fish's hammer again and turned towards Kris...

"So how did you end up with these pirates anyway?"

 

[Gentle Voice]

She just look at him for awhile.
" I was the King' daughter I was getting tired of all the roles so I ran away," She told him,
She help him hammer she then laugh trying to for get what he just said about the pirates.
" Arr we get in trouble because it's fun but for ya I it not so fun I thought being one of them be fine but they put me in the kitchen I have no clue how to cook," She said shaking her head watching him trying to fix the ship.

 

[Machiathemarshwiggle]

She just look at him for awhile.
" I was the King' daughter I was getting tired of all the roles so I ran away," She told him,
She help him hammer she then laugh trying to for get what he just said about the pirates.
" Arr we get in trouble because it's fun but for ya I it not so fun I thought being one of them be fine but they put me in the kitchen I have no clue how to cook," She said shaking her head watching him trying to fix the ship.

"Oh, I'm not surprised at that..." Norrington said gloomily, "They put me at the helm and then did nothing but yell at me for... well, pretty much everything, like it was my fault!" Norrington grabbed another board and started to nail it clumsily to the wall... "After my job, I would love to cook." Norrington muttered, while saying something under his breath about poison, but managed to turn it into a cough...

"Anyway, you said you were the daughter of the King? Which King? King of what land?"

 

[Gentle Voice]

She laugh.
" That my dear I can't tell," She told him,
She put down her hammer and got up with her hands on her hips.
" Now tell me do you have any brothers or sister because you do look like I know you?," She ask with one of her eye brows up.

 

[Machiathemarshwiggle]

She laugh.
" That my dear I can't tell," She told him,
She put down her hammer and got up with her hands on her hips.
" Now tell me do you have any brothers or sister because you do look like I know you?," She ask with one of her eye brows up.

Norrington shook his head. "No... I was an only child." He pounded another nail in, "I joined the Royal Navy as soon as I could and was promoted to Lieutenant quickly... And now look at me." He said bitterly... He continued to pound nails in with extra force... 'And how about you? What other family do you have?"

 

[Gentle Voice]

She sat down next him .
" I use to have a brother but he past away last year," She told him with treas rolling down her cheek,
She pulled her hair back and began to help him again.
"I do miss my father but I do not miss my mother one signal bit," She said hammering.

 

[Machiathemarshwiggle]

She sat down next him .
" I use to have a brother but he past away last year," She told him with treas rolling down her cheek,
She pulled her hair back and began to help him again.
"I do miss my father but I do not miss my mother one signal bit," She said hammering.

"Oh." Said Norrington, "How... how sad." He fumbled in Fish's tool belt for another nail, "Ah, yes, well... Why, why don't you miss your mother?" He asked for lack of something better to say...

 

[fish_wwjd_frog]

ooc: Fish wears a skirt? On a pirate ship?

Yes... I'm a girl... It's perfectly fine to wear a skirt... Judging that four out of our five leaders are female, we don't believe in that "it's bad luck to have a woman aboard" superstition. So I've been known to wear both a skirt and pants...

ic: "Arrr... Nay," Machia muttered, sarcastically, "We're Beavers, can't ye tell? An' we're gonna chew our way through the ship..." He folded his arms across his chest, but winced in pain and quickly let them fall to his sides again... "Gar, well, what excitement do ye have in store fer us today? Are ye gonna sell us inter slavery again or feed one o' us ter a giant sea monster? It really don't matter ter me right now... I've seen it all before.."

Fish felt her anger rising... She allowed herself to dwell for a moment on everything the wizard had put them though....

"Why don't ye jest go back to where ye came from!" She exploded, jumping to her feet. "We ain't done nothing to ye!"
"Ah! But dear Fish, to go back from whence I came is precisely what I want to do! Unfortunately, I don't know how to get there. But the two of you do."
"What are ye tal--" Fish began, but Machia cut her off.
"We're NOT taking ye back ter Narnia, Wizard," he said as he stood up next to Fish. "So ye can jest ferget that idea right now."
"You say that now, Machia. But perhaps we can find a way to persuade you otherwise." The wizard responed. "Well, before any propositions hit the table, I shall leave the two of you to think about just how important it is to you that I remain far away from Narnia."

Saruman muttered a few words, and with a flash, was gone.

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Hastings entered the room where Norrigton and Kris were talking.

"Oy, 'ave either o' ye seen Fish? There be another hole that be needing 'er attention..."
"I'm afraid she and Machia were taken captive." Norrington replied. "Here," he said, tossing Hastings a spare hammer, "go take care of it yourself. Don't worry, none of us have a clue..."
"Yer usin' Fish's 'ammers? Arr...if she be findin' out 'bout this, she's goin' 'ave yer 'ead." Hastings took the hammer that Norrington offered him and left the room.

 

[Gentle Voice]

She took a breather or two.
" Because she the one who killed my brother," She told him still with treas.

 

[Machiathemarshwiggle]

Fish felt her anger rising... She allowed herself to dwell for a moment on everything the wizard had put them though....

"Why don't ye jest go back to where ye came from!" She exploded, jumping to her feet. "We ain't done nothing to ye!"
"Ah! But dear Fish, to go back from whence I came is precisely what I want to do! Unfortunately, I don't know how to get there. But the two of you do."
"What are ye tal--" Fish began, but Machia cut her off.
"We're NOT taking ye back ter Narnia, Wizard," he said as he stood up next to Fish. "So ye can jest ferget that idea right now."
"You say that now, Machia. But perhaps we can find a way to persuade you otherwise." The wizard responed. "Well, before any propositions hit the table, I shall leave the two of you to think about just how important it is to you that I remain far away from Narnia."

Saruman muttered a few words, and with a flash, was gone.

"Arrr... He's lying..." Machia growled once Saruman had left... "How else would he have known how to get ter Earth in the firs' place? The Wizard can move around from world ter world jus' as well as we can... Better even, 'cause he actually means to go ter another world, whereas with us, it jus' sorta happens by accident..." A cannon fired from somewhere on the ship.... The First Mate stood in silence for a moment, staring in the direction he knew the Dauntless was...

"Gar, our ship is gettin' murdered out thar... The Dauntless can't take too much more o' this attack..." He glanced over at Fish, "We've got the Wizard aboard the ship... Maybe thar's a way we can bargin with him to let our ship go... Arrr, aye the possibility of him actually lettin' the ship escape is slim, but it might be worth a shot..."

Hastings entered the room where Norrigton and Kris were talking.

"Oy, 'ave either o' ye seen Fish? There be another hole that be needing 'er attention..."
"I'm afraid she and Machia were taken captive." Norrington replied. "Here," he said, tossing Hastings a spare hammer, "go take care of it yourself. Don't worry, none of us have a clue..."
"Yer usin' Fish's 'ammers? Arr...if she be findin' out 'bout this, she's goin' 'ave yer 'ead." Hastings took the hammer that Norrington offered him and left the room.

Norrington viciously pounded in another nail with each word... "What.. Fish.. doesn't... know... won't... hurt... her..." He hit the last nail in... "Or me, as the case may be..." He stood back to survey his work... "Well, that should hold for a little while anyway..." The ship lurched again as another cannon ball hit it...

She took a breather or two.
" Because she the one who killed my brother," She told him still with treas.

Norrington couldn't think of anything to say to this, besides... "Oh... That's unfortunate."

 

[Gentle Voice]

She nodded.
" Yes indeed it is but I am here now and I'm proud to be a pirate," She told him with a weak smile on her face,
She got watching the other pirate for awhile then walk the other side of the arm hiding her face with her hat.
" Arr tell me my friend if this war is over do you want to help me in the kitchen?," She ask still hiding her face in the shadows.

 

[*IOWW the Iasc*]

IOWW kicked a British soldier overboard as another one came at her with his sword.
"These bloody soldiers are everywhere!" She shouted as she ducked and flipped that soldier over the edge. IOWW, surprisingly enough, hadn't gotten even a scratch as of yet. She thought about this as she charged a group of British soldiers, all armed with pistols.
"Oh d-" Three fired at her as she charged, and IOWW felt a familiar pain in her left shoulder and thigh, causing her to fall immediately to the ground. Suddenly, there was a soldier above her, sword reared back to finish her off. IOWW slashed her cutlass across the soldiers foot, and soon he too was on the ground...minus a foot, that is.
IOWW propped herself up with her right arm and began dragging herself towards the stars. She would sit there and pick off soldiers from a far, as long as she could keep conscious.