Post by Redneck Jack on Jan 13, 2009 18:21:54 GMT -5
Just a bit of the old roleplaying me n a few mates used ta do on the potbs forums before it was even a game
Panama is in the crows nest. With his glass he looks back at the line of ships falling in line behind the Rapier.
He watches as the last ship, the Phalanx settles into line.
The morning is clear and the sun has made only one appearance this morning.
A school of playful dolphin are escorting the Rapier as it departs the harbor and heads into the open sea.
Panama, likewise being playfull, picks up his rifle and use's the unsupecting dolphin's for target pratice.
"Arr tha' i'll teach ja tew try n jump intew my ship! Now get outa me way." Shouted Panama at the offending creatures, as several of them rolled over on their side and raised a single flipper in the air.
Panama raised his rifle and shot one of them, "I ney take kindly ta bein' flippered off! Ya filthy fish!"
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Jackson turned expecting to see Brenna and was caught off guard when Deidra was standing there. Before he could stop himself he addressed her as Dear.
He took a deep breath about to apologize when suddenly she vanished to be replaced by Brenna who was standing there with her hands on her hips in the gesture that Jackson knew meant she was mad. When she calmly asked him what question to repeat he immediatly tried to think if she had overheard him referring to her Sister as Dear.
"Ahh Brenna. Never mind. How are you feeling today?"
Before he can say anything else Mr. Sharpie who witnessed everything runs up and slaps a name tag on Brenna and then smiles at Jackson.
"There you go sir, no more mistakes for you"
Just then one of the crewman stops what he is doing and looks over.
"I didn't make any mistakes, what are you talking about"
Jackson looks and sure enough the mans nametag proclaims him as Crewman YOU.
Jackson shakes his head and decides he needs a drink.
Just then the man sleeping on his deck wakes up and calmly ask where we are going.
Jackson looks down at him. "Well Sir, I am going to go have breakfast. As for where you are going Why dont you tell me about yourself and I will decide
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Panama stood near the bow rail waiting for a reply from Jackson. When no reply came he made his way back to the crows nest where he could get a better view of the Wraith.
Panama witnessed a bizarre body switching transformation between Deidra and Brenna.
Panama shouted down to his chief consultant on paranormal activity, "Mister Warlock there seems to be a filthy bit of paranormal body switching going on over on the Wraith. To such an extent that all of the crew members seem tew be wearin' name tags tew keep everybody's identity straight. Do you 'ave any suggestions?"
Warlock rubbed his chin and asked a pertinent question, "Is it actually body switching or is it just another case of wife swapping?"
Panama looked at the scene again through his glass, "Peers it's jus' body switchin', I don't think any o them is married yet tew do tha' swappin' thing."
"That does not matter. These are filthy times and these people have no shame. I must see this for myself then. I am in fact the trained professional in such matters. Make room I'm coming up", replied Warlock as he started the long climb to the crows nest.
Once there, Warlock borrowed his captains glass and asked, "Are they naked?"
"No." Replied Panama
"Drat, it proabably is just body switching then," commented Warlock, "I'll just have a look any way."
With a shocked look on his face Warlock lowered the glass from his eye and made a grim announcement, "Just as I feared. I feel we have a case of David Copperfield syndrome going on here. The worst I have ever seen I might add. No wonder their all wearing name tags."
"I suggest we sacrifice a chicken, we'll have to cut it's lips off, then hang garlic and wolfbane from the mast and from the ships railing and drink lots of rum. That will keep the syndrome away from our crew. And of course keep our distance from such heathen behavior."
Panama looked at Warlock and said, "Make it so."
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Elheru saw the man being rescued, so he decided to ignore that part of the instructions. But as he sailed further ahead of the fleet, Bob Bob called Elheru to look at the ships behind them through the spyglass.
Sure enough Brenna and Deidra were swapping places constantly, and instantly Elheru suspected ... well he suspected many things, all of them bad. He was always wonderiing when the curse that had apparently been brought on him by killing Peter Rottentails the rabbit back in Port Royal would rear its ugjy head. The last strange occurence appeared to be Brenna reappearing back aboard the Phalanx, with Jackson. Elheru could have been mistaken as the distances were becoming large, but it sure looked like it.
"Mr Handy, I think it is wise for us to keep a distance from that fleet of magic / cursed / enchanted ships and their crews. It might stop us from turning into something unnatural" said Elheru contemplating the future of this voyage.
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Warlock went about his work sacrificing the only chicken on board the Rapier. With the lust of Jack the Ripper and the skill of Colonel Sanders the chicken was soon dispatched in a ritualistic manner and it's lips now adorned the main mast, as a warning that no paranormal activity would be tolerated on board the Rapier.
Warlock then busied himself hanging wolfbane and garlic on the yard arms and railing of the ship.
When his work was complete the Rapier looked and smelled like a Transylvanian Delicatessen.
"This part of my work is done," He announced to Panama. "Now we must drink rum, lots of rum to help ward off any other form of attack."
The Rapier, now safe from the evils of the paranormal surged through the sea undaunted, heading towards the port of Charleston, a town where Panama and friends had not yet left their mark.
Charleston lay several weeks journey distant and anything could and would happen between here and there.
Panama order Mister Flagman send a message of hope to the captains of all the ships in the fleet. He carefully out lined the exact procedure needed to stop the paranormal activity which was delaying the journey.
Mister Flagman however had been hit the sauce long before the rest of the crew and the message came out as eollows. "CHOKING YOUR CHICKENS WILL 'ELP, WIT' THA' OUTA BODY STUFF. MAKE SURE YA GET DRUNK AFTER YA 'ANG YOUR WOLF WHICH YA NEED TA STUFF WIT' GARLIC! OH N DON'T FERGET TEW NAIL YOUR LIPS TEW THE MAST! N IT WOUL' BE WISE TEW DO THA' AFTER YA DO YOUR DRINKIN' NOT BEFORE!"
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Mr. Walks yells from up above, he says some strange things were signaled from the Rapier
"Well then, Mr. Walks, please signal back to the Rapier "HOW MUCH RUM HAVE YOU HAD OVER THERE PAN & CREW? YE MAY WANT TO LET UP A BIT."
"Aye sir!" The signals are hoisted up.
Ben quickly acsends his masts and takes out his spyglass and looks aboard Panama's ship
"Aye, he's been letting that so called wizard of his run around again, and his crew seems to be a bit woozy."
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Panama see's the signal coming from Captain Ben's ship twice, in double vison. He ask's anyone that is listening, "Why's 'e sayin' everything twice?"
"Send a reply Mister Flagman!"
Seeing that Mister Flagman is completely incapable of sending any kind of signal that would make any sense at all.
Panama replies to Ben's words of caution, as follows:
"AYE WE BE DRUNK A SHITE 'OUSE RATS...................N LOVIN' EVERY MINUTE OF IT! N IF'N YA KNOWS WHA' BE GOOD FER YA.......YA BEST BE 'ANGIN' YOUR OWN WEASEL BY THE LIPS SO'S THE WOLF DON'T GET IT!"
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Old 02-18-2006, 08:39 AM #25
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With Cypher still eating and the young signalman still babbling about flamincos and flies Jackson himself is handling signal duties.
He reads the dispatches between Stinger and Rapier with growing amusement and alarm. He considers his response and pulls flags out to run up.
In the meantime though JAckson has been into his own supply of rum in trying to deal with the fact his crew is no better than kindergarten students.
SEND HELP, IN NEED OF COMPETANT CREW AND MORE RUM. WILL CHOKE MY CHICKEN LATER AND THE WOLF IS CHASING THE RABBIT DOWN THE HOLE. FEAR WE ARE IN MORTAL DANGER. PLEASE SEND WIZARD OF ID TO CLEANSE MY SHIP.
Just then one of the crew runs up.
"Sir, the helmsman is wondering what course to set"
Jackson walks up to the helmsman and throws his arm around the mans shoulder.
"Son, ye see those two big ships in front of us."
"Yes, sir" Says the man.
"Just follow them."
Jackson goes back to his drink lamenting the fact that he once had a cup of never empty and he lost it.
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Panama reads Jackson’s signal and replies, “MY WIZARD WILL NOT BE SOBER FOR AT LEAST A WEEK. YOU BEST TEACH YOUR CREW TEW SWAB THE DECK FER THEM SELVES.”
The fleet of ships coursed forward.
They passed many ships in the shipping lanes and Panama had to fight his natural urge as a pirate to seize their cargo and kill their crew. However the Rapier’s hold was full and the efforts of any plundering would have been done in vain.
On the third day of the journey, Panama’s watch spotted a Black flag on the distant horizon.
“Helm tew starboard,” Ordered Panama. “Lets keep some distance atween them n us.”
Panama is in the crows nest. With his glass he looks back at the line of ships falling in line behind the Rapier.
He watches as the last ship, the Phalanx settles into line.
The morning is clear and the sun has made only one appearance this morning.
A school of playful dolphin are escorting the Rapier as it departs the harbor and heads into the open sea.
Panama, likewise being playfull, picks up his rifle and use's the unsupecting dolphin's for target pratice.
"Arr tha' i'll teach ja tew try n jump intew my ship! Now get outa me way." Shouted Panama at the offending creatures, as several of them rolled over on their side and raised a single flipper in the air.
Panama raised his rifle and shot one of them, "I ney take kindly ta bein' flippered off! Ya filthy fish!"
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Jackson turned expecting to see Brenna and was caught off guard when Deidra was standing there. Before he could stop himself he addressed her as Dear.
He took a deep breath about to apologize when suddenly she vanished to be replaced by Brenna who was standing there with her hands on her hips in the gesture that Jackson knew meant she was mad. When she calmly asked him what question to repeat he immediatly tried to think if she had overheard him referring to her Sister as Dear.
"Ahh Brenna. Never mind. How are you feeling today?"
Before he can say anything else Mr. Sharpie who witnessed everything runs up and slaps a name tag on Brenna and then smiles at Jackson.
"There you go sir, no more mistakes for you"
Just then one of the crewman stops what he is doing and looks over.
"I didn't make any mistakes, what are you talking about"
Jackson looks and sure enough the mans nametag proclaims him as Crewman YOU.
Jackson shakes his head and decides he needs a drink.
Just then the man sleeping on his deck wakes up and calmly ask where we are going.
Jackson looks down at him. "Well Sir, I am going to go have breakfast. As for where you are going Why dont you tell me about yourself and I will decide
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Panama stood near the bow rail waiting for a reply from Jackson. When no reply came he made his way back to the crows nest where he could get a better view of the Wraith.
Panama witnessed a bizarre body switching transformation between Deidra and Brenna.
Panama shouted down to his chief consultant on paranormal activity, "Mister Warlock there seems to be a filthy bit of paranormal body switching going on over on the Wraith. To such an extent that all of the crew members seem tew be wearin' name tags tew keep everybody's identity straight. Do you 'ave any suggestions?"
Warlock rubbed his chin and asked a pertinent question, "Is it actually body switching or is it just another case of wife swapping?"
Panama looked at the scene again through his glass, "Peers it's jus' body switchin', I don't think any o them is married yet tew do tha' swappin' thing."
"That does not matter. These are filthy times and these people have no shame. I must see this for myself then. I am in fact the trained professional in such matters. Make room I'm coming up", replied Warlock as he started the long climb to the crows nest.
Once there, Warlock borrowed his captains glass and asked, "Are they naked?"
"No." Replied Panama
"Drat, it proabably is just body switching then," commented Warlock, "I'll just have a look any way."
With a shocked look on his face Warlock lowered the glass from his eye and made a grim announcement, "Just as I feared. I feel we have a case of David Copperfield syndrome going on here. The worst I have ever seen I might add. No wonder their all wearing name tags."
"I suggest we sacrifice a chicken, we'll have to cut it's lips off, then hang garlic and wolfbane from the mast and from the ships railing and drink lots of rum. That will keep the syndrome away from our crew. And of course keep our distance from such heathen behavior."
Panama looked at Warlock and said, "Make it so."
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Elheru saw the man being rescued, so he decided to ignore that part of the instructions. But as he sailed further ahead of the fleet, Bob Bob called Elheru to look at the ships behind them through the spyglass.
Sure enough Brenna and Deidra were swapping places constantly, and instantly Elheru suspected ... well he suspected many things, all of them bad. He was always wonderiing when the curse that had apparently been brought on him by killing Peter Rottentails the rabbit back in Port Royal would rear its ugjy head. The last strange occurence appeared to be Brenna reappearing back aboard the Phalanx, with Jackson. Elheru could have been mistaken as the distances were becoming large, but it sure looked like it.
"Mr Handy, I think it is wise for us to keep a distance from that fleet of magic / cursed / enchanted ships and their crews. It might stop us from turning into something unnatural" said Elheru contemplating the future of this voyage.
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Warlock went about his work sacrificing the only chicken on board the Rapier. With the lust of Jack the Ripper and the skill of Colonel Sanders the chicken was soon dispatched in a ritualistic manner and it's lips now adorned the main mast, as a warning that no paranormal activity would be tolerated on board the Rapier.
Warlock then busied himself hanging wolfbane and garlic on the yard arms and railing of the ship.
When his work was complete the Rapier looked and smelled like a Transylvanian Delicatessen.
"This part of my work is done," He announced to Panama. "Now we must drink rum, lots of rum to help ward off any other form of attack."
The Rapier, now safe from the evils of the paranormal surged through the sea undaunted, heading towards the port of Charleston, a town where Panama and friends had not yet left their mark.
Charleston lay several weeks journey distant and anything could and would happen between here and there.
Panama order Mister Flagman send a message of hope to the captains of all the ships in the fleet. He carefully out lined the exact procedure needed to stop the paranormal activity which was delaying the journey.
Mister Flagman however had been hit the sauce long before the rest of the crew and the message came out as eollows. "CHOKING YOUR CHICKENS WILL 'ELP, WIT' THA' OUTA BODY STUFF. MAKE SURE YA GET DRUNK AFTER YA 'ANG YOUR WOLF WHICH YA NEED TA STUFF WIT' GARLIC! OH N DON'T FERGET TEW NAIL YOUR LIPS TEW THE MAST! N IT WOUL' BE WISE TEW DO THA' AFTER YA DO YOUR DRINKIN' NOT BEFORE!"
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Mr. Walks yells from up above, he says some strange things were signaled from the Rapier
"Well then, Mr. Walks, please signal back to the Rapier "HOW MUCH RUM HAVE YOU HAD OVER THERE PAN & CREW? YE MAY WANT TO LET UP A BIT."
"Aye sir!" The signals are hoisted up.
Ben quickly acsends his masts and takes out his spyglass and looks aboard Panama's ship
"Aye, he's been letting that so called wizard of his run around again, and his crew seems to be a bit woozy."
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Panama see's the signal coming from Captain Ben's ship twice, in double vison. He ask's anyone that is listening, "Why's 'e sayin' everything twice?"
"Send a reply Mister Flagman!"
Seeing that Mister Flagman is completely incapable of sending any kind of signal that would make any sense at all.
Panama replies to Ben's words of caution, as follows:
"AYE WE BE DRUNK A SHITE 'OUSE RATS...................N LOVIN' EVERY MINUTE OF IT! N IF'N YA KNOWS WHA' BE GOOD FER YA.......YA BEST BE 'ANGIN' YOUR OWN WEASEL BY THE LIPS SO'S THE WOLF DON'T GET IT!"
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Old 02-18-2006, 08:39 AM #25
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With Cypher still eating and the young signalman still babbling about flamincos and flies Jackson himself is handling signal duties.
He reads the dispatches between Stinger and Rapier with growing amusement and alarm. He considers his response and pulls flags out to run up.
In the meantime though JAckson has been into his own supply of rum in trying to deal with the fact his crew is no better than kindergarten students.
SEND HELP, IN NEED OF COMPETANT CREW AND MORE RUM. WILL CHOKE MY CHICKEN LATER AND THE WOLF IS CHASING THE RABBIT DOWN THE HOLE. FEAR WE ARE IN MORTAL DANGER. PLEASE SEND WIZARD OF ID TO CLEANSE MY SHIP.
Just then one of the crew runs up.
"Sir, the helmsman is wondering what course to set"
Jackson walks up to the helmsman and throws his arm around the mans shoulder.
"Son, ye see those two big ships in front of us."
"Yes, sir" Says the man.
"Just follow them."
Jackson goes back to his drink lamenting the fact that he once had a cup of never empty and he lost it.
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Panama reads Jackson’s signal and replies, “MY WIZARD WILL NOT BE SOBER FOR AT LEAST A WEEK. YOU BEST TEACH YOUR CREW TEW SWAB THE DECK FER THEM SELVES.”
The fleet of ships coursed forward.
They passed many ships in the shipping lanes and Panama had to fight his natural urge as a pirate to seize their cargo and kill their crew. However the Rapier’s hold was full and the efforts of any plundering would have been done in vain.
On the third day of the journey, Panama’s watch spotted a Black flag on the distant horizon.
“Helm tew starboard,” Ordered Panama. “Lets keep some distance atween them n us.”
