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Post by Kengplant on May 23, 2006 10:29:12 GMT -5
The purple lightning simmered down to winking sparks as Kat called back her energy. It blazed through her entire being, and her knees stopped trembling. Now Ikkin's winds were devoid of the violent violet flashes that had peppered it moments ago. "Aye, blowing holes in ships is way too easy fer me, not t'brag," she said with a smile. After a couple of seconds, a spout of water erupted from the Navy's deck, and the ship began to flood, and the wench barely moved as she did so. "So, what else can I do fer ye, Cap'n? I can simmer down some big waves if there're any, or maybe ye want me t'keep taking care of any more o'the Navy? And before ye ask about me barge, I can tell it t'go home wit'out me." ((Holy magic godmod batman! XD)) Keng watched the navy ship gone fountain sink and was truly impressed by Kat's abilities. She gave a whistle and commented "Wow, that's some pretty powerful stuff you're weildin there mate. Remind me not to get on your bad side." |
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Post by nttryingtogetin on May 23, 2006 11:11:30 GMT -5
Amy wrenched open the cupboard and grabbed the food. Shifting the food bags into her left arm, she scurried aboard, sliding her cutlass back in it's holder as she went. Then, Amy strode up to Rider.
"Where should I put the food, Cap'n?" she said, holding out the bags containing food.
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Post by Huntress on May 23, 2006 13:51:56 GMT -5
"The galley's back thar," Huntress the former galley wench interjected. "The meepits locked it 'cause the wenches were goin' nuts with fear when ye guys showed up. Guess me can now go and let 'em ashore... better yet, someone go tell Joe to open the door."
Bob "Squeaky" Destroyer hopped out of the pouch. "Will do. It was getting kinda hot in here one way or another. You, Amy, this way." He galloped off over the deck without waiting for the girl and soon enough a door flung open in the forecastle, releasing a few terrified wenches who ran off the ship.
"The Weewoo should be clean now, ma'am," another meepit reported from the top of a water barrel. "Does anyone have a Jolly Roger in the back pocket? Just to set the mood?"
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Post by Rider on May 23, 2006 17:52:12 GMT -5
"The Weewoo should be clean now, ma'am," another meepit reported from the top of a water barrel. "Does anyone have a Jolly Roger in the back pocket? Just to set the mood?" "There always be a Jolly Roger on a ship like this," Rider said, "But if all else fails, I say we go through the quarters o' this ship an' hang up the old cap'n's knickers." She walked over to the ship's flag mast. "No need, there be a Jolly Roger on the ground here. A bit threadbare, but at least they'll know we're pirates. Yarr?" You explore the ship some more. You split the meager treasure on the ship - 8 reals each. (8 reals = 1 peso.) The clothing on the ship is mostly for fat old men. The wenches had few changes of clothing, and these were worn and tired. There are 5 usable wench outfits and 2 medium-sized navy-blue unisex jackets. Split them amongst yourselves or burn them, it's all the same to me. ^_^ If you include the stash stolen by Amy and Komori, there's enough food on the ship to last us for quite a while. Fruits and veggies are scarce on the sea, so we might want to think of buying some when we stop next. There are two cannons, one of which has a broken wheel. There are plenty of cannonballs. On the lower floors, there is an uncommon number of rats. Weasels and petpets ought to be careful. Overall, we've commandeered a good ship. She has no insane riches, but she's a beautiful and humble beginning. She's seen many years on the open seas, and with proper maintenance, she'll see many more. Welcome aboard the White Weewoo. |
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Post by Ikkin on May 23, 2006 20:52:25 GMT -5
Ikkin pocketed her 8 reals, glad to see some more gold at last. She kept up the winds, watching as the White Weewoo raced along at top speed. This would be a great adventure, she could tell.
A short while later, when it was clear that the Navy ships were no longer chasing them, Ikkin eased up on the winds. She might be able to hold them there with less effort than it might seem, but it still wasn't easy, and she was growing tired. So, she decided to go belowdeck and stake out her room so she could get some rest.
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Post by Kat on May 24, 2006 2:58:07 GMT -5
((Holy magic godmod batman! XD)) [shadow=purple,left,300]((I'll simmer down the magic, don't worry. XDDDD Just prod me if I go too far.))[/shadow] Kat stashed her reals in a small pouch at her belt, nodding. "So...what now, cap'n? I can't be doing too much magic or else I'll kill myself." She turned to Keng. "Eh, loads o'other mages got better stuff'n me. I don't have enough power to sink an entire Navy fleet." |
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Post by nttryingtogetin on May 24, 2006 7:16:38 GMT -5
Amy grabbed a stash of reals for herself.
"Now I have 10 reals. That be good." she mumbled. Then she looked up, and hurried after the Meepit.
"Uh, should I be puttin' the food here?" she asked the Meepit.
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Post by Komori on May 24, 2006 7:56:54 GMT -5
((Oops. You miss one day, and a lot happens. XDD))
Komori settled onto a heap of rope and rigging. A few more reals, perfect. That could probably buy another handsaw or....
"Yaaaaaah!" She sat bolt upright. "I... I forgot me tools on th' dock!" She groaned and buried her face in her wings. All she had left was her trusty hammer, but she didn't even have any nails...
"If ye don't mind, I'll take another look 'round the ship, Cap'n," she mumbled, distraught. "Every ship has at least a few tools 'n such. Then I can see 'bout that broken cannon wheel." She slumped off into the hold.
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Post by Huntress on May 24, 2006 9:47:49 GMT -5
"They had some little workshop abaft," Bloody Mary remarked, still sitting on Komori's shoulder. "No ship can do without one, especially seeing that mister sissy-prissy captain here wanted to keep his precious Cloud in perfect order. Heh." Amy grabbed a stash of reals for herself. "Now I have 10 reals. That be good." she mumbled. Then she looked up, and hurried after the Meepit. "Uh, should I be puttin' the food here?" she asked the Meepit. "Ask Joe," the meepit replied, pointing at another meepit on top of the stove. The galley was huge and full of sacks and barrels but the little meepit was the only creature in the whole room. He was wearing a tiny white apron that turned out to be a napkin. "The storage room is back there but feel free to drop it down anywhere," Joe said, peering into a metal mug he was using to cook something brown and smelly. |
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Post by nttryingtogetin on May 24, 2006 13:43:08 GMT -5
Amy eyed the brown smelly stuff inside the mug with a look of doubt in her eyes. Raising her eyebrows slightly.
"Eh.. I think I'd be stickin' with the Storage Room for a bit. Don't want any food getting dirty or anythin'." she said, smiling slightly.
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Post by Rider on May 24, 2006 16:47:46 GMT -5
Sure enough, in the back of the ship, Komori finds a carpenter's bench with basic tools. "Thank you, for saying you'll take a look at that cannon wheel," Rider said. "There is no hurry. If you'd like to get yourself settled in first, go ahead."
The bedchambers are of adaquate size, and fit two per room. If you want the bed near the window, you'd better act fast.
The recreation room, aka the rec, has only a single broken TV and an overstuffed sofa in it.
"So Keng," Rider said curiously, "Not to be rude or anything, but... how did ye become a werewolf?"
[glow=red,2,300]((Use this time to make your characters socialize and junk while I figure out whether or not I have an actual game plan...)) [/glow]
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Post by Zylaa on May 24, 2006 17:40:42 GMT -5
Zylaa tossed her plunder idly in the air, feelings mixed. The pirates' joy in plundering was contagious, but she couldn't help but give a stare of regret at the shore they left. From what she'd heard about seasickness, she had an awful few days ahead.
She trudged down to the bedrooms, snagging one with a window for herself. It would be nice to see the sunsets on the open sea, at least.
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Post by Ikkin on May 24, 2006 17:54:16 GMT -5
Noticing that Zylaa had picked out a room, Ikkin went over to the weasel girl. "Hey, would you mind being room-mates?" she asked. "You look like a pretty nice person, and it might be nice not to have to worry about a drunk room-mate." She winked, then sat on the unclaimed bed.
"The rooms here are pretty nice," she said. "A little bare, though. Maybe we can buy some posters or something, when we make land... or, plunder them from other ships. It's so different from Meridell, though... maybe, if I get a nice Jeran poster, it'll feel more like home."
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Post by Zylaa on May 24, 2006 18:02:21 GMT -5
Zylaa smiled at the joke. It would be nice to have company. "No problem." She thought about the bare room for a bit. "It'll probably be cluttered like crazy soon- the weasels like a safe place to stash their shinies." She wondered why pirate ships would have Jeran posters, and amused herself for a while with the thought of Cap'n Scarblade with Jeran posters.
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Post by Kengplant on May 24, 2006 18:15:42 GMT -5
"The usual way, got lost in a forest then attacked by a wild werewolf. I was lucky to be picked up by a pack of tamed one, that is werewolves who have learned to control themselves and taken the time to learn some of the secrects, and they taught me how to stop myself from tearing out people's throats and how ta control the bites that turn people into werewolves and the bites that don't. Then they gave me this implant thing that lets me control my state so I can transform at will. And that's about it Cap'n." explained Keng, "been like this fer a few years now, well, I think I'll be goin to find meself a bunk."
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