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Post by CallMeAst♥ on Apr 6, 2015 14:22:32 GMT
((No, no time skip. It's 'wait for the others to post'))
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Post by Short Stack on Apr 7, 2015 22:22:45 GMT
Thomas shook a fist and sat down onto the deck, laying on his back.
Captain. Let's get after the damn ship already.
(GET THIS SHIP MOVING! Along with the thread LOL)
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Post by Hex on Apr 13, 2015 19:47:09 GMT
(Sorry I've not been active, I was away for a week but now I'm back)
Liam continued pitifully after the ship, the mortars only popping his ears and creating uncomfortable waves as they missed the small rowboat he resided in. However, round the edge of the island, a small Schooner could be seen; it sped over the sea with it's sails curved forwards. Light glinted off the glorious metal ram as the small crew looked over the edge, one of them with a spyglass directly at Bloodlock.
"'E's off o'er there!" one of the members shouted, spitting his foul saliva into the wind with each consonant.
The snobby looking man behind the spyglass lowered the piece of equipment: First-Man Sullivan McLain. "Captain Bloodlock ordered us to follow Blacksunder's ship," he gestured towards the escaping Man O' War, "and unless he does not hinder our progress at all I am afraid we will have to leave him for the time being..."
"But 'Lock's the lead'r o' our bordin' par'y!" another crew member pointed out.
Sullivan pondered for a moment, before heading up to the wheel and whispering something into the sailor's ear. He hastily turned to the rest of the crew. "Get to your stations and prepare to pick up Captain Bloodlock as fast as humanly possible before we lose Blacksunder's vessel!" he yelled commandingly yet cockily posh.
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Post by Short Stack on Apr 20, 2015 19:52:24 GMT
((Bump dammit.))
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Post by CS-Stormgear on Aug 10, 2015 17:26:49 GMT
((Okay, I'm going to shove a time skip up this RP's butt. We need to keep 'er goin;. ))
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Post by Sydrone on Aug 10, 2015 17:28:08 GMT
((I think we're the only ones left, Ast!))
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Post by CS-Stormgear on Aug 10, 2015 17:30:22 GMT
((It stopped because nobody was left posting. Krov will want to hop back in. Everyone will ))
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Post by Sydrone on Aug 10, 2015 17:46:47 GMT
((Yeah, well, we lost Shatter. He appears to have left))
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Post by Krovennan (Quaketread) on Aug 10, 2015 21:13:24 GMT
((I agree, jump ahead to after the fight, The Sepulchral Bell has fled top open waters like the freaky ghost ship it's claimed to be, and the rest can decide how they were stopped from following, though hull breaches are a good way to do that.))
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Post by CallMeAst♥ on Aug 11, 2015 14:52:17 GMT
(( I'm cool with that, Havia will be on Blacksunder's ship, due to the bounty. ))
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Post by Sydrone on Aug 11, 2015 15:08:46 GMT
((Sounds good to me! Sorry for not posting btw, had to go sleepy))
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Post by CallMeAst♥ on Aug 11, 2015 15:17:26 GMT
((I'll post first!!))
Fifteen Hours, Fifteen hours since she left how, was taken for reasons she didn't know. Her father was dead, and the business her father owned was completely destroyed. Now here she was, being abducted by a bunch of stinky rude pirates.
Havia curled up on her side, her from lying upon a mattress within her enclosed confinements. Havia was tired, and she wanted to get the hell out of this room, better yet, off the ship. Sitting up, Gav looked at the window with the bars, which the metal frame was removed. But there was no point now, since she was out at sea. Maybe I can climb the side of the ship and take a row boat, or swim back to the mainland. Havia thought.
Havia relocated herself from the bed to the perch-able window frame, looking out towards the ocean. The very distant speckle of land was visible probably the bahamas or another island uknown. Who know, maybe they were already to England..
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Post by Sydrone on Aug 11, 2015 15:33:11 GMT
((Btw, Ast, how do you get the Achievements to display? I know how to make them but I can figure out how to display them on the site!))
Zain, on the other hand, was dealing with the problems on his ship Alright everyone, who's still alive? a loud "AYE" was heard signalling that most of his crew was alive but then he looked to his side, Thomas, his faithful quartermaster, was dead Thomas? Are you dead? he said poking his friend, then closing his eyes I hope you find a lasting peace, my friend, down there among the dead. he says before taking his ships wheel DAMAGE REPORT! Cap'n, we've had a hull breech at the front, which we've got the crew repairing with the wood we plundered jus' the other day, other than that, we're fine Zain sighs, he could sure use one of Thomas' home made cups of tea right now How long until we can move? Abou' 30 minutes, Cap'n Sh*t Zain calls up to the watch DID YOU SEE WHICH WAY THE SEPULCHURAL BELL WENT?! Aye, Cap'n! But we have no idea where it was goin'! It could have changed direction by the time we can move again! That's a chance we have to take! Zain says
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Post by Krovennan (Quaketread) on Aug 11, 2015 15:52:27 GMT
On the deck above Havia, several sets of heavy footsteps could be heard, as well as several voices, though I was far too muffled to hear what they were saying. On this Deck, Blacksunder stepped out on deck with a couple of his subordinates, taking out a spyglass and watching the horizon.
"Nothing. Looks like we've slipped by them. Hopefully it'll make the ghost stories a little more widely believed. Quartermaster, what's the extent of the damage?"
"Nothing to stop us from floating Cap'n, but the hull needs some patching up."
"Our wood supplies are low from that raid on the HMS Yorkshire, we'll need to get more wood. Send word to the Crow's Nest, look out for anywhere with decent amounts of trees. Then once we're repaired, to Kingston. Speaking of which, has anyone fed our guest?"
"Should be getting to her just now Cap'n."
At that point, the sound of the lock being fiddled with could be heard in Havia's room, the door opening slightly to allow one of the crew to move in, holding a bowl of stew.
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Post by CallMeAst♥ on Aug 11, 2015 17:06:21 GMT
Havia turned towards the door which had unlatched, watching as a crew member walked in. The man held a bowl of stew, which she looked at him for a brief moment.
"Put it on the desk over there." Havia said, before silently turning away.
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Post by Krovennan (Quaketread) on Aug 13, 2015 17:00:04 GMT
The sailor obliged, setting the mysterious foodstuff on the desk as he turned to view her over. She didn't look like much, so it baffled him why the Captain was so insistent she be unharmed. Still, orders were orders, which the crewman was about to continue to carry out.
"Cap'n says he wants me to take you to 'im when yer finished, so, I dunno, knock or somethin' when yer done."
The crewman walked out the door, closing it and moving to lock it, the heat from the stew had condensed on the bowl, transferring to the man's hands and using the key to slip out of his hand, bouncing on the floor. Uttering a string of curses, the crewman bent down to try and find the key, unwittingly leaving the door open and unlocked, his attention elsewhere.
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Post by Sydrone on Aug 13, 2015 17:20:16 GMT
Zain's ship had been repaired and he was ready to hunt the hunter Set sail in the last known direction of that Man o war! Make sure all the weapons are loaded! Zain said, as The Phoenix gets moving again, Zain was feeling a little out of it, probably because his oldest friend's body was lying next to him as they hadn't been able to bury him properly yet What would you do, Thomas? he asks the corpse, as much as he asks himself
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Post by CallMeAst♥ on Aug 14, 2015 11:39:47 GMT
The door. It was open. Havia's attention turned towards the gateway to freedom, silently moving herself from her perch as the guy picked up his key. She'd checked before, the door didn't have a lock on the other side, so...
Havia slid from the window seat, hunched down to grab her knapsack from the ground, and rush the door as quietly as possible. Without her heels on, Havia was pretty much a feather on her feet. Once she was at the door, Havia silently closed the door, letting the lock manually click as the frame closed.
Now that she was outside, Havia looked back and forth through the hallways. How on earth was she to escape? She didn't know anything about ships, instead of what she'd heard of. I've been on one or two British and French Ships when my dad replaced something. She thought. I think there was something about.. Havia then had an idea. Turning left down the corridor, the ship would probably be empty, since everyone was upstairs on the deck. Havia traveled deeper into the ship, thinking her idea was golden..
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Post by Krovennan (Quaketread) on Aug 26, 2015 19:00:05 GMT
The crewman lifted the key, turning round to see the door closed. Suddenly realising his blunder, he opened it again to check, immediately calling out to sound the alarm once he saw Havia was gone. Above deck, shouting and bells gained Blacksunder's attention. Marching down into the decks of the ship after his bounty.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 28, 2015 18:34:32 GMT
Name:
Pirate name: Gordon "Weevil Biscuit" Ramsay
Profession: Skirmisher/Privateer
Ship name: Festering Minnow
Weapons: Spanish Cutlass
Dual Flintlocks (British and Spanish)
Dual French Daggers:
Ship weapons: Mortars, Fired Barrels, Swivels and Common Cannons
Appearance: 
Ship Appearance and type:
Short bio: Gordan was a very Honest man, Too sincere to pleasure and Serious to lay back, he gained those traits when he was a Farmer and Merchant at Nassau in a Haberdashery for Clothes, Shoes and Belts, one day the French attacked this Caribbean country using a Man o War, most people died some survived including him, not too soon he was then captured taken prisoner to Row in a Schooner, not after he met a man named Phil Lobe a Cuban man who helped him to Escape after the French Soldiers left the room, Gordan tried aiding him in freeing the man's Crew as payment for aiding Gordan to escape, in such good time the Crew at the size of 12 took charge of the Ship against the French in the Schooner, it was an uncomfortable experience for the Man since they were in a small ship, and after all that the Crew formed together to take the Ship with it's Cargo of Rum, Sugar, Metal and Cloth selling it to use as Money for upgrading the Ship, Gordan was never Captain though it was Lobe who was Captain of the small Ship, he never got to name it though after he died due to drinking heavily and fighting his own crew, Gordan took it upon himself to name it the "Festering Minnow" as a way of relation to the events back in the French's Schooner, soon afterwards the Crew began healing gathering most of what they want never giving them back they were of course the Lone Pirates of the Caribbean
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