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Post by Thorn on Oct 28, 2016 15:45:47 GMT -5
The ship has sails but they're currently tied down, the vessel propelled onward by rockets. That in itself is ridiculous enough. What follows only adds to the strangeness.
The ship hurtles towards the shore at breakneck speed, takes out an abandoned shack, and with a great shattering of timbers finally settles part way up the shore. The gangplank crashes down. A zombified individual in a long red coat and tricorn hat marches off the boat and stands, hands on hips, surveying the damage.
"George!" she hollers. "George, you brainless bozo, look what you've done. We just repainted..."
No reply. "George! Oh, for the love of...Caroline! Manfred!"
Two zombies shamble down the gangplank as fast as masses of decaying flesh and shattered limb bones can do. They stand with their leader, staring right into the middle deck, where several other zombies blink back at them in some confusion.
"Hammer and nails..." one moans.
"Nick, have you seen this? It'll take a bit more than that," the lead zombie pirate sighs, massaging her temples. "Okay. Okay. It- what was that?"
She looks back. "Caroline, how long have they been there? And why are they dressed like that?"
"Halloweeeeennn..."
"Oh, shoot I forgot. And I suppose they want us to- arrghhhh okay. New plan. Manfred, hunt down those fortune cookies. I'll go greet our guests."
((Stop by this house to receive a fortune cookie with a ghoulish twist!))
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Post by Coaster on Oct 29, 2016 19:59:04 GMT -5
Vampire-Wizardess!Coaster glides down the road, clad in modest red robes and floppy pointy hat and fake(?) fangs, but at the sudden appearance of a rocket-propelled ship that just ran over a house, she runs off to a safe corner in terror before everything seems to come to a halt again. She hurries over to where the zombie-leader seems to be issuing orders and pronounces, "Trick-or Treat! ...or, uh. Is this, uh. I'd say your house is in shambles but I think the zombies are already shambling enough for everyone."
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Post by Thorn on Oct 29, 2016 21:02:09 GMT -5
CoasterThe zombie leader attempts a hearty, but very obviously fake, laugh. "Haha! That they are, the miserable creatures. Happy trick-and-treating to you, and spooky Halloween and...and..." She points to the tray offered by a zombie missing half their jaw and three fingers. "...have a fortune cookie! Guaranteed to probably still actually taste like food." ((Open your fortune cookie to receive your FREE!!! bit of spooky wisdom, hand-crafted by Thorn! While inspiration lasts and available only at the NTWF.))
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Post by Coaster on Oct 29, 2016 21:40:40 GMT -5
"Don't mind if I do, and thank you very much!" Vampire-Wizardess!Coaster takes a fortune cookie from the slack-jawed zombie's tray, breaks the cookie in half to remove the contents, and tosses the halves into her mouth. Sort of cardboardy, but fortune cookies never really tasted much like food anyways.
She reads the fortune...
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Post by Mostly Harmless (flufflepuff) on Oct 29, 2016 21:53:28 GMT -5
A woman clad in white, holding a very sorry-looking silver spear happily trots up to the ship, listening to the zombies speak.
"Your costumes are killer," she says, staring at them in awe.
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Post by Thorn on Oct 29, 2016 22:09:57 GMT -5
Coaster"Hmm," the zombie scratches the back of her neck. "Yes, a real problem right there. That lot have lost three heads in the past week, and that's just the ones who will admit it!" She shrugs. "But I mean, they didn't have half a brain between them. Enjoy your evening miss, and ah- mind your step. I'm still not too sure what was the house and what was the ship, either way this is a total mess."
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Post by Coaster on Oct 29, 2016 22:23:06 GMT -5
"Oh, I think I lost my head once! I think it was a couple years ago, something to do with spooky secret labs and Pokémon hype and paper bats... Not my actual head, mind you, just a lovingly-crafted mask."
Vampire-Wizardess!Coaster ponders for a moment before remembering the moment at hand.
"But that's neither here nor there! Do you need any help fixing this stuff up? And although I feel a bit presumptuous to ask this, do any of these... would it be polite to call them your minions? Do they have any fresh blood"--wait, she meant to say water, but eh, Freudian slip probably--"that I could quench myself with?"
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Post by Thorn on Oct 29, 2016 22:42:48 GMT -5
Mostly Harmless (flufflepuff) "Urrrgh?" Manfred blinks at the newcomer with his one working eye. "Urrrgh, thank yooouuu?" A second zombie beams and pats the sleeve of her tatty old suit. "Taillorrr made," she says. "Itaaliian." A third zombie reaches out towards the woman, until the leader intervenes to smack aside his hand. "No," she scolds. " Bad zombie. Not before dinner." She turns to the woman with the spear. "Sorry about that. Fortune cookie?" ((Open your fortune cookie to reveal spooktastic wisdom! Actual wisdom of fortunes may vary. Zombies are not known for being wise.))
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Post by Mostly Harmless (flufflepuff) on Oct 29, 2016 23:00:40 GMT -5
The woman in the bright costume is enthralled. "Italian, huh," she murmurs, and giggles at the in-character zombie-pirate dresser. This was so realistic!
"Sure I'll take one. Thanks!" Cassie cracks open the fortune cookie to reveal...
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Post by Thorn on Oct 29, 2016 23:02:01 GMT -5
Coaster"Oh, ah-" the zombie pirate leader glances around at the carnage. "Yes, thank-you. Help would be nice, we...are zombies. Progress is very slow and I would very much like to have this sorted some time before next Halloween." She is surprised by the mention of blood- she'd assumed the get-up was a costume, it being Halloween and all. "Yes, I...think we do. Dealing with brains is a messy business, and the rest of the stuff has to go somewhere. Caroline- that lovely lady right there- can help you with that."
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Post by Coaster on Oct 29, 2016 23:08:22 GMT -5
"Alright, leave it to me!" Vampire-Wizardess!Coaster replies to the zombie pirate leader as she pulls a crooked stick out from hammerspace and rushes over to the nearest pile of debris (she can have her wwwaaaaaterrrblood after she's done a bit to help), points the stick at it, and starts chanting.
"Woogardium levio-SA!"
Nothing happens.
"uh... Telegrab!"
"Bippity boppity?"
"Eeny-meeny-miny-moe-FINE"
She pretends to do magic while she hauls some of the wood from the former house away from the ship and into a neat pile.
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Post by Thorn on Oct 30, 2016 2:21:26 GMT -5
Mostly Harmless (flufflepuff) The leader of the zombie pirates squints at this one. "Huh. You know, I never understood that saying. You have to acquire the brain before you can eat it..." Something clicks and her eyes widen. "Ohhhh. But if you eat it, then you don't have it anymore...wow, that actually makes sense now." Coaster "What is she doing? Everyone knows it's levi- O-sa, not levio- SA!" She puts her hands on her hips. "You have to admit, though, she's very enthusiastic. Should we ask her to join us? It would be nice to have somebody else to help out around the ship- somebody else who can do a bit of heavy lifting without splintering both shins." A zombie beside her moans indignantly. She waves them away and approaches the probably-vampire, probably-not wizardess. "Hey, good work there! Would you fancy a life at sea? You'd have to put up with zombies leaving limbs and organs all over the show. Also I'm pretty sure one of the rum barrels is haunted. There are some great perks though. I personally find the cannons very entertaining."
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Post by Gelquie on Oct 30, 2016 3:01:19 GMT -5
Standing on the shore, a sheet ghost clad with pink fuzzy shackles and chains (so as not to clank together, of course; no need for plainly cruel punishment!) stares in awe at first at the ship, then at the zombies. In spite of the zombies' decaying state, the ship seemed to be in... well, sail-able condition, even if it needed repairs now, and its method of propelling in spite of it having room for sails was quite interesting. And seeing the zombies all together, coordinating... well, as best as they could...
"...That. Is so. COOL!" the sheet ghost cries out, clapping their hands and thus their fuzzy chains together. They run up towards the leader zombie. "See, I used to command my own army of zombies, once upon a time, back in my younger years. I don't do that so much anymore now; I found calling closer to me. I wonder where my army went... Ah, well, it's probably not important, they could always take care of themselves! Anyway! Hello pirate zombies!"
The sheet ghost bounces on their toes. "Ah, but you said you had something? A treat? I'd love a treat. I'll just stare at your ship while you go get it, no rush."
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Post by Fraze on Oct 30, 2016 12:48:23 GMT -5
14-year-old Fraze in his Halloween costume from the same age ogles at the ship. "Where did you get rockets for a sailing ship?" he asks in awe, completely forgetting about the lure of candy. "Did you make them yourselves, or - or can you get them online or something?"
Remembering why he's outside in the first place, he adds, "Oh, and trick or treat!"
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Post by Coaster on Oct 30, 2016 13:54:28 GMT -5
"Hey, good work there! Would you fancy a life at sea? You'd have to put up with zombies leaving limbs and organs all over the show. Also I'm pretty sure one of the rum barrels is haunted. There are some great perks though. I personally find the cannons very entertaining."
Vampire-Wizardess!Coaster stops midway through the pile and turns to zombie-captain with a quizzical look.
"Thank you for the offer, but I do have some university to finish up still. And I kind of need something with medical benefits at this point, so I'd have to consider for a while. Maybe I could leave you a resumé or something if you're still here the day after Halloween, though?"
"Oh, and I'll take that waaaaateblood now if it's still available! I'm parched!"
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