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Post by Billy Bangles on Sept 6, 2015 11:58:18 GMT -5
Get to my feet
"Whoever you are, you're one lucky bastard that that monstrosity came by. Your ship would be mine right now if it weren't for the likes of him. Now, mind telling me who you are and why you were following me?"
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Post by pigottfence432 on Sept 6, 2015 16:49:29 GMT -5
Daniel Olivander:
"Fer starters, that monster was no coincidence. He is a slave of the crew of this mighty ship: The Dark Falcon! As fer who I be, the name's Cap'n Caduceus Rattlebones! And I be following ye because there is a higher purpose fer your journey fer treasure; ye just don't know it yet. But there will be time for explanation later. Now, we leave ye abandoned on the island you were searching fer. Ye will find the treasure and then start a fire on the beach when ye're ready to be retrieved. Here, take this."
Captain Rattlebones hands you a firestarting kit.
"Now, here we are at the island! Be wary of the creatures that lurk in this jungle. Retrieve the treasure and get back to the beach before sundown, or ye'll be in heaps of trouble."
He drops you and your remaining crew off onto the island, your crew being Johnson Cena, Howard Duckleton, and Rudy Riptide. You now have complete range of what you can do, and on your persons is a map to the treasure, your flintlock, your cutlass, and the firestarting kit, as well as a bottle of rum.
Olaf Braummeister:
Ah yes, the S.S. 1738. What a clever and totally original name! As you sail toward the Treasure marked on your map, which you received from a strange old man in the last town, you notice another ship sailing straight for yours.
Chevy Lond:
Well, you can't harness Poisedon's powers, and I don't really think you'd want to kill yourself, but I mean, it's your prerogative. Suddenly, you are dragged out of the water and into a rowboat. It is clear now that these men are not members of the King's Army. They are definitely pirates; sweaty, dirty, rotten pirates. They haul you aboard the ship, and throw you onto the deck. Some members of your crew are also there, including Jim Belfry, Fried-Eye Johnson, Bufus Beligerry, and Simon Sandals. Suddenly, a door opens and there stands who you presume to be the captain of this vessel. He cackles evilly. "Greetings, Cap'n Lond. How was yer swim?"
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Post by Billy Bangles on Sept 9, 2015 12:06:52 GMT -5
Pull out the cutlass and enter the jungle. I'll figure out how to deal with this douchebag later.
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Post by cococrunch on Sept 15, 2015 12:36:48 GMT -5
Everyone abandon ship and wait in the water for the other ship to arrive. When they do we climb aboard as they inspect our ship and slit all their throats.
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Post by pigottfence432 on Sept 15, 2015 12:46:37 GMT -5
Daniel Olivander
You unsheathe your cutlass and head into the jungle following the map that will lead to the treasure. You come across a small village of island natives that looks shockingly civilized for having spent their lives on an island. You assume the population is no more than 100, but there appears to be a local economy. Perhaps one of these people can help you on your adventure in some way.
Olaf Braummeister
You have only made it easier for them. They utterly obliterate your ship, the S.S. 1738, and they haul you and your crew aboard their ship. They throw you onto the deck, and the captain walks out of his quarters.
"Greetings, Capt. Braummeister. The name's Captain Rattlebones. I'm so sorry to hear about yer ship, but it was all for a purpose."
Chevy Lond:
Well, you can't harness Poisedon's powers, and I don't really think you'd want to kill yourself, but I mean, it's your prerogative. Suddenly, you are dragged out of the water and into a rowboat. It is clear now that these men are not members of the King's Army. They are definitely pirates; sweaty, dirty, rotten pirates. They haul you aboard the ship, and throw you onto the deck. Some members of your crew are also there, including Jim Belfry, Fried-Eye Johnson, Bufus Beligerry, and Simon Sandals. Suddenly, a door opens and there stands who you presume to be the captain of this vessel. He cackles evilly. "Greetings, Cap'n Lond. How was yer swim?"
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Post by Billy Bangles on Sept 15, 2015 13:08:54 GMT -5
Put away the cutlass. I don't wanna scare anybody. Remove my hat and introduce myself.
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Post by pigottfence432 on Sept 15, 2015 18:17:25 GMT -5
Daniel Olivander
You sheathe your cutlass and walk into the village. There are many people that seem quite busy. Even the ramshackle buildings that hold the town's inhabitants are bustling with life. Though you don't recognize their written language, you can make out many people drinking within a building, which you assume to be a bar of some sort. There is also a marketplace full of street vendors selling their goods that seems to be quite busy, too.
Olaf Braummeister
You have only made it easier for them. They utterly obliterate your ship, the S.S. 1738, and they haul you and your crew aboard their ship. They throw you onto the deck, and the captain walks out of his quarters.
"Greetings, Capt. Braummeister. The name's Captain Rattlebones. I'm so sorry to hear about yer ship, but it was all for a purpose."
Chevy Lond:
Well, you can't harness Poisedon's powers, and I don't really think you'd want to kill yourself, but I mean, it's your prerogative. Suddenly, you are dragged out of the water and into a rowboat. It is clear now that these men are not members of the King's Army. They are definitely pirates; sweaty, dirty, rotten pirates. They haul you aboard the ship, and throw you onto the deck. Some members of your crew are also there, including Jim Belfry, Fried-Eye Johnson, Bufus Beligerry, and Simon Sandals. Suddenly, a door opens and there stands who you presume to be the captain of this vessel. He cackles evilly. "Greetings, Cap'n Lond. How was yer swim?"
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Post by Billy Bangles on Sept 17, 2015 10:11:01 GMT -5
Head to the bar. I need some information, and I'm certainly not gonna find this treasure sober.
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