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Post by Rider on May 12, 2006 16:07:28 GMT -5
[glow=red,2,300]Yep, we have an offical RP. ^_^ The fighting is freestyle, but we have a money system. The godmodding rules are a bit lax, but don't overdo it, please. The RP takes place in Neopia, and half of our opponents are Neopets. The other half are humans.
You can make up your own character's history. Don't let me stop you from doing this-or-that. The RP begins before we meet each other and become crewmates.[/glow]
Dusk closed her hazy violet curtains over the ports of Krawk Island. Pirates and cutthroats ambled to their various bars and inns, courting wenches and slowly drinking themselves into a world where the sea was warmer.
The last pinkish glow of the sun outlined a lone figure in a cape, hurrying to a local favorite, the Peophin Dancer. She opened the door and entered a dimly-lit tavern, crowded with all manner of scallywags and outlaws. The rum was flowing freely and the sea shanties were beginning to fill the air.
"Something off the menu, dear?" asked a world-weary Aisha waitress.
"A bit of chicken, if you have it. And some rum. None of that watered-down stuff; I know what you serve here," said the girl, handing the Aisha a real.
Four reals left, she thought to herself. I ought to be careful.
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Post by Ikkin on May 12, 2006 16:28:03 GMT -5
In the back corner of the tavern, another girl sat, watching the various interesting people who frequented the tavern. She played with her dagger idly, hoping to take her mind off the situation she was in. Rum would probably have a better effect, but the girl didn't have the money to waste on alcohol right now- only five reals left, and a single dagger.
She stopped her fiddling when a caped figure appeared in the door- there was something about the other girl that drew her attention. Caped figures weren't all that unusual, but still...
She walked over to the caped girl as the other ordered herself food, then introduced herself. "Hello, my name's Ikkin. I'm kind of new around here... who would you happen to be?"
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Post by Rider on May 12, 2006 16:43:29 GMT -5
"I'm Rider, former cap'n of the Meteor," the caped girl said. She paused, staring at Ikkin a bit longer. "Are you from around here? I haven't seen you before."
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Post by Ikkin on May 12, 2006 17:07:26 GMT -5
"Former cap'n?" Ikkin asked, surprised, before catching herself. "Sorry... that was probably rude of me... But, to answer your question, no. I'm from Meridell, but I had to leave... spent almost all my money getting here. I figured I could make a new life on the sea..."
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Post by Deleted on May 12, 2006 17:15:40 GMT -5
Steering all cannons with the help of his pokemon assistant, Kirby had been practicing his sharp shots on nearby rocks. The seagulls gulled as the shots were heard. None were hit, though.
"Cap'n!" He called. "Cap'n! Have I done enough sharp shooting so when the ninjas try sneaking up on the seas to our boat, I can blow them out?"
"I'm sure." The Pichu next to him answered. Pichu helped carry in the cannonballs into the cannons.
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Post by Rider on May 12, 2006 17:50:50 GMT -5
"It's okay," Rider said, smiling at Ikkin as the waitress brought the chicken to the table. "You weren't being rude. In any case, you look like you haven't had dinner yet, and since I'm not going to eat all of this chicken by myself..."
She paused, looking out the window at Kirby and Pichu. "He seems to know a lot about explosives."
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Post by Ikkin on May 12, 2006 18:03:30 GMT -5
"Thanks for the offer," Ikkin said. "I haven't had anything to eat since I arrived a couple of hours ago." Ikkin took a small piece of the chicken, and took a bite. "But you're right, he does look like he knows a thing or two... If only we had a ship..." she trailed off. The pink puffball would make a good crew member on a pirate ship... but she had no idea where to get one.
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Post by Rider on May 12, 2006 18:09:14 GMT -5
[glow=red,2,300]((Psst, Ikkin, if you want to sound more piratey, you can shorten boatswain to bosun. XD I can't believe I didn't mention that before. XD))[/glow]
"A ship would be wonderful," Rider sighed, sipping the rum. "Of course, I don't have nearly enough money for a ship..."
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Post by Ikkin on May 12, 2006 18:15:55 GMT -5
[glow=red,2,300]((Psst, Ikkin, if you want to sound more piratey, you can shorten boatswain to bosun. XD I can't believe I didn't mention that before. XD))[/glow] "A ship would be wonderful," Rider sighed, sipping the rum. "Of course, I don't have nearly enough money for a ship..." ((I was trying to remember what that was, and I was too lazy to look... XD *was thinking Bo's'n, but it didn't look right*)) "That's true... ships are expensive... though, I suppose there has to be... "alternate methods"... of coming into possession of one," Ikkin said with a wink. ((Read- just how are we going to get a ship, anyway? XD)) |
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Post by Rider on May 12, 2006 18:23:26 GMT -5
[glow=red,2,300]((Psst, Ikkin, if you want to sound more piratey, you can shorten boatswain to bosun. XD I can't believe I didn't mention that before. XD))[/glow] "A ship would be wonderful," Rider sighed, sipping the rum. "Of course, I don't have nearly enough money for a ship..." ((I was trying to remember what that was, and I was too lazy to look... XD *was thinking Bo's'n, but it didn't look right*)) "That's true... ships are expensive... though, I suppose there has to be... "alternate methods"... of coming into possession of one," Ikkin said with a wink. ((Read- just how are we going to get a ship, anyway? XD)) "True. We are, after all, pirates. Perhaps you'd like to be part of my crew? The two of us alone can't come into possession of a ship or sail one, but with a bit of help..." |
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Post by Ikkin on May 12, 2006 18:31:15 GMT -5
"I would be glad to be a member of your crew," Ikkin said with a smile. "It's the least I can do, after all. And, I'm sure we'll be able to find other pirates who would be willing to join, too." She finished the last of her piece of chicken quickly, then stood up. "Do you want me to ask the pink gunner we saw earlier if he wants to join us? I have this feeling about him..."
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Post by Zylaa on May 12, 2006 18:40:07 GMT -5
"Woe unto ye that abuseth the fruit of the vine!" something cried from the corner. It was hooded and cloaked, although the hood wasn't long enough to hide the white, pink-nosed snout. "Drunk driving kills more people than hurricanes, atomic explosions, and toothpick-related deaths COMBINED!"
"What in th' hell be that?" asked a blue Gnorbu.
"That is the Zylaa," the Eyrie bartender sighed. "A most troublesome girl. Apparently was brainwashed by the anti-alcohol Neoschool speeches."
"Teachers these days," the Gnorbu grunted. "Ninjas, the lot of 'em." The drone from the corner continued.
"Abuse of alcohol is the leading cause of-"
"SHUT UP!"
((Er... we ended our alcohol unit today... I couldn't resist.))
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Post by Thundy on May 12, 2006 18:45:20 GMT -5
The door creaked as it opened and a boy walked in. He was of average height and a slight gust of wind knocked off his cap, which he nimbly caught. He looked around the bar, at the people, clearing his throat he spoke:
"Right! Who's gone and blocked in my boat with their Barge?" His fingers drummed a regular beat on the butt of a flintlock pistol. When nobody answered, he sighed and sat down at an empty table.
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Post by Rider on May 12, 2006 19:10:37 GMT -5
Rider nodded, watching the loud boy with interest. He said he had a boat...
As soon as the chicken and rum were finished, Rider walked outside to speak with Kirby. "Um... hello."
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Post by Kat on May 13, 2006 3:55:38 GMT -5
"I didn't do it!" yelled a tall, thin pirate wench sitting at one table. "My Barge ain't no business to ye!" She tossed her long, dark brown hair over one shoulder and plunked her violet boots on the table. Unlike most wenches, she wore an outfit that exploded in different shades of purple and blue, and huge gold stars dangled from her ears, coupled with golden hoops.
A nearby pirate with a raggedy eye patch and a gold tooth inched closer to her, trying to snag her around the waist. She stood up abruptly, and before anyone knew it, the pirate was blasted off his feet in a flurry of violet fire, and that same fire seemed to burn in the wench's brown eyes as well.
"That'll teach ya to flirt wit' me!" Chugging the last of her root beer and not minding the drunken folks making fun of her, she strode towards the boy who had just taken a table.
"Look, I'll spin me Barge away from yer wreck," she said slowly, "but ye owe me."
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