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Post by Barbossa on Oct 5, 2003 19:29:44 GMT -5
First mate Barbossa paced back and forth in front of the captain's quarters muttering to himself, nervous that Captain Sparrow was taking so long inside.
"What in blue blazes could he be doing? He knows the location of the treasure by now!"
If any of the crew passed by, he growled at them, glaring at them for even being near. The first mate needed to relax, and hoped his captain would schedule a drunken rendezvous soon.
The Black Pearl sailed steadily through the waters as Barbossa's nerves grew less and less steady.
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Post by Gracie on Oct 8, 2003 10:47:13 GMT -5
OOC: Sorry about that, Jarod, at first I thought I was waiting for Meg, but then I realized it's my fault this hasn't gone on.  Here we go! BIC: *Captain Jack Sparrow sits back in his chair at the table and takes another swig of rum before rolling up the map and hiding it. He pulls out his compass and glances out of the window before jumping up out of his seat unsteadily.*Cpt. Sparrow: "Tortuga." *he breathily says to no one and rests his free hand beside the window, then leans on it as a grin sneaks across his face* "It is imperative we have a go in Tortuga before sailing on." *Sparrow nods as to agree with himself, places the bottle on the table and walks out of the door to his quarters. He stops and looks at the first mate, and smiles broadly as he places a hand on his shoulder.*Cpt. Sparrow: "Barbossa, make it known to the men that a brief stop in Tortuga is on the agenda. Then---on to the treasure!" |
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Post by Barbossa on Oct 8, 2003 22:21:56 GMT -5
*Captain Jack Sparrow sits back in his chair at the table and takes another swig of rum before rolling up the map and hiding it. He pulls out his compass and glances out of the window before jumping up out of his seat unsteadily.*Cpt. Sparrow: "Tortuga." *he breathily says to no one and rests his free hand beside the window, then leans on it as a grin sneaks across his face* "It is imperative we have a go in Tortuga before sailing on." *Sparrow nods as to agree with himself, places the bottle on the table and walks out of the door to his quarters. He stops and looks at the first mate, and smiles broadly as he places a hand on his shoulder.*Cpt. Sparrow: "Barbossa, make it known to the men that a brief stop in Tortuga is on the agenda. Then---on to the treasure!" Without missing a beat, Barbossa turned to the crew within and out of earshot and raised his voice in a hearty bellow. "ALRIGHT YOU SCURVY COCKROACHES, YOU HEARD THE CAPTAIN! We set sail for Tortuga!" He looked back to the Captain and grinned, partly showing his teeth. "Thank you, Captain, these are fine words indeed." Inside, his nerves were shot, but began to relax as the thought of a brief bit of shore leave flooded his mind. Barbossa made his way to the helm to be sure they were headed in the right direction. Edit by Gracie: thankfully, I fixed the problem, all is well and right with the post  |
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Post by Gracie on Oct 9, 2003 16:13:10 GMT -5
*Sparrow muttered to himself: "Barbossa could use a good long swig..." then turned his attention to the horizon in the direction of Tortuga and smiled*
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*Captain Hook looked around the deck of his ship and frowned*
Cpt Hook: "Mister Silver! Blast; where is that man now?"
*Hook was getting restless after seeing nothing but water and deserted islands. They hadn't plundered a town in weeks, and everything started tasting like the saltwater the dishes were washed in. Unfamiliar with the territory, he relied on Long John Silver for ports in which to dock.*
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Post by Meg on Oct 9, 2003 16:27:56 GMT -5
meanwhile...
Silver: BLAST it ya scurvy bilge rat! Scrub harder!
Chubbykins: I'm sorry! It's just that it's hard to scrub a ship when the water isn't really water but a muck of disgusting BLACK stuff that...
Silver: *interrupts and grabs Chubbykins collar* I don't want to hear any excuses from you, pinky! I want improvements!!! ::throws him down::
Chubbykins: ;_; You didn't have to hurt me THAT much...what would daddy say if he saw that?
Silver: Daddy?
Chubbykins: Nevermind...
*Silver was getting tired of being stuck on a ship with the likes of Chubbykins and the crew. He wished they would be docking soon, for he thought he would go crazy if they didn't dock in the next few days. But as he looked at the horizon, seeing nothing but blue skies and clear waters, he sighed as he knew his wish wouldn't come true*
Chubbykins: *sings to himself while scrubbing the deck* Just keep swimming..swimming...what do we do? We swim, swim...
*Silver rubs his forehead and groans*
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Post by Gracie on Oct 9, 2003 16:39:09 GMT -5
*Hook spots Silver mistreating Chubbykins and walks over to him, a sneer crossing his lips with every step*Cpt. Hook: "Mister Silver---when I give you an order, I don't expect you to beat the daylights out of me crew to get it done. Only I am allowed to do that. UNDERSTAND!?!"  *Hook calms down and turns to walk away from Long John, pauses, then nods matter-of-factly and talks over his shoulder*Cpt. Hook: "Now. If you would be so kind as to meet with me at the helm, your assistance is needed for certain coordinates."
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Post by Meg on Oct 9, 2003 16:47:24 GMT -5
*Silver clenches his teeth*Silver: I understand sir. *Silver rolls his eyes as he follows Hook to the helm**Silver despised the captain with all his might. He would do anything just to be a captain. Anything. He would ever give up his right leg just to be a captain and order the likes of Hook around*(OOC: *nudge* Get it? Maybe that's how Silver loses his leg... )
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Trixie
Fresh Meat
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Post by Trixie on Oct 11, 2003 9:39:31 GMT -5
OOC: Do you guys need any more people? Like I was thinking maybe I could play Bootstrap Bill and a wench in Tortuga or something since you're doing this before the curse.
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Post by Barbossa on Oct 12, 2003 23:10:43 GMT -5
OOC: Do you guys need any more people? Like I was thinking maybe I could play Bootstrap Bill and a wench in Tortuga or something since you're doing this before the curse. OOC: I don't see any reason why not, we can use a Bootstrap on The Pearl, and you can never have too many wenches I'll let Captain Sparrow take the helm about when to get to Tortuga. |
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Trixie
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Post by Trixie on Oct 13, 2003 23:05:09 GMT -5
OOC: YAAAAY!!!! Thank you!  I'll wait until you guys are done with the other ship part, and then try to blend in. Thanks again! |
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Post by Trixie on Oct 23, 2003 15:58:49 GMT -5
OOC: Well, I figure since no one else is posting.
IC: *Bootstrap looks around the crows nest and sighs. He was missing the wench he left behind in England, and the child he knew he would never know. He picks up his sword from beside him and starts to polish it with his sleeve, bored.*
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Post by Gracie on Oct 23, 2003 16:42:41 GMT -5
*Captain Hook stands at the helm, watching as Long John makes his way to it. He twirls his moustache with his hook and muses aloud.*
Cpt. Hook: "I wonder, Mister Silver, if you know of a nearby port that we might come upon for a bit of a retreat. The men are restless, and I am noticing more hostility amidst them." *he turns and faces Silver* "Relay those coordinates to the helmsman, and do make them as close as possible."
*Hook nodded once before turning and retreating to his own quarters*
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Post by Meg on Oct 24, 2003 13:11:48 GMT -5
Long John: *mimicks* The men are restless, and I am noticing more hostility amidst them. ::grumble::
*walks over to the helmsman and whispers the coordinates in his ear*
Chubbykins: ::comes up behind Silver:: I finished scrubbing sir! Anything else I can do?
Silver: Good...now be a good chap and go bug someone else.
Chubbykins: *salute* Yes sir!
*begins to walk off, until he realized what Silver say*
Silver: *grins*
Chubbykins: *smirk*
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Post by Gracie on Oct 29, 2003 11:21:24 GMT -5
*Captain Jack Sparrow strides confidently to the bow of The Black Pearl, flashing a smile as he sees Tortuga not far off*
Cpt. Sparrow: "All hands prepare to pull into port! Pintel, Ragetti, see to it that we don't damage the Pearl much in this landing, eh? I don't want a repeat of what happened last time!"
*He smooths out his moustache with one hand and looks out over the water with pride. Sparrow could almost feel the anticipation of the crew, and he was ready to breathe in the air of a place like Tortuga as much as any of them.*
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Trixie
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Post by Trixie on Oct 30, 2003 17:12:42 GMT -5
*Bootstrap jumps with a start, nearly cutting his arm off. He puts his sword down and ties a few lines to help with the docking duties.*
Bootstrap, "It's about bloody time!"
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Here we go!
