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piratejournal2014-06-22 09:15 pm
scurveydog) wrote in piratejournal2014-06-22 09:15 pm
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Week 39
Oh, ye lot are still existin' are ye? Aye, I know, later'n most 'o ye have the patience for, but th' Dog is doin' somethin'. Ye could say she's messin' in forces beyond her ken and ye'd be right. But ye know next month is always th' best time fer it. It's th' time when Jones himself is close to the surface 'o the sea, they say, and if ye stare down into th' depths on moonless nights, ye can see his eyes watchin' back. It be an old sailor's tale, for if ye ever do see old Jones starin' back, ye'll know death has come fer ye an good.
News
A Naval blockade be set up around th' Island 'o Eternal Bliss ta keep 'em protected as they rebuild. As I believe it be one 'o the stops on th' race, ye sorry sons of bitches who need ta get a token there are goin' ta be in a hell of a problem-- Specially is the commander is old CrazyFace McGee and he'll blow ye out of th' water as soon as look at ye. I half hope he does.
Speakin' 'o the Navy, th' Corpse King be officially out 'o it, judgin' by his attack on Naval Base S25 near th' western current. They're in a bit 'o a mess down that way and hain't likely to look at ye lot too hard so try not ta raize th' rest 'o me world in the process. Next crew that burns an island'll face Dog's wrath and make no mistake about how hard ye'll be hit. I hain't jerkin around here.
Weather
North: Calm and clear, but mostly shrouded in mist. Also it be th' time 'o the singers. Ye'll start ta hear them about midnight but if ye go toward them, yer ship'll end up like as not smashed on th' rocks.
East: Hot'n'blustery, but wi' a good squall happenin around th' first 'o th' month and lastin' a good few days or more. Full ta th' brim wi' Carpenter Ants, so I hear. Can't really be great for cleanin' up after S25. Croodley Toodlelk has an infestation 'o 'em so bad it might take a few years ta roust em.
West: Still as hot'n'dry as ever with temperatures reachin' into th' 100s if not more. Try not ta die as that'd be a hell of a way ta go and make ye look like an ass besides.
South: Fine seas fer the most part, clear nights ta enjoy th' Southern Lights as they should be clear enough ta make out fer a few hours now. Expect storms and th' odd kraken as it be about spawnin' season and th' grandfathers'n'grandmothers be gettin' there first.
That be all from be other than yer usual asanine question fer the week.
News
A Naval blockade be set up around th' Island 'o Eternal Bliss ta keep 'em protected as they rebuild. As I believe it be one 'o the stops on th' race, ye sorry sons of bitches who need ta get a token there are goin' ta be in a hell of a problem-- Specially is the commander is old CrazyFace McGee and he'll blow ye out of th' water as soon as look at ye. I half hope he does.
Speakin' 'o the Navy, th' Corpse King be officially out 'o it, judgin' by his attack on Naval Base S25 near th' western current. They're in a bit 'o a mess down that way and hain't likely to look at ye lot too hard so try not ta raize th' rest 'o me world in the process. Next crew that burns an island'll face Dog's wrath and make no mistake about how hard ye'll be hit. I hain't jerkin around here.
Weather
North: Calm and clear, but mostly shrouded in mist. Also it be th' time 'o the singers. Ye'll start ta hear them about midnight but if ye go toward them, yer ship'll end up like as not smashed on th' rocks.
East: Hot'n'blustery, but wi' a good squall happenin around th' first 'o th' month and lastin' a good few days or more. Full ta th' brim wi' Carpenter Ants, so I hear. Can't really be great for cleanin' up after S25. Croodley Toodlelk has an infestation 'o 'em so bad it might take a few years ta roust em.
West: Still as hot'n'dry as ever with temperatures reachin' into th' 100s if not more. Try not ta die as that'd be a hell of a way ta go and make ye look like an ass besides.
South: Fine seas fer the most part, clear nights ta enjoy th' Southern Lights as they should be clear enough ta make out fer a few hours now. Expect storms and th' odd kraken as it be about spawnin' season and th' grandfathers'n'grandmothers be gettin' there first.
That be all from be other than yer usual asanine question fer the week.
[Action]
That's what you get!
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I'll be sure you pay for that later, Ja'far.
[He chokes the words out. Damn, that was a cold, cold move.]
[Action]
[This is what happens when you recruit assassins, Sinbad.]
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[He frowns a little, sitting up. That definitely still stings.]
I can defeat you.
[Action]
[Ja'far sits back down over on his side of the boat.]
But if you act like a dumbfuck, I'm gonna kick you again.
[Action]
[He thinks it over a moment.]
I suppose I can live with that. Just not my balls. Can't you kick me in the shin or something?
[Action]
[He could kick him in the gut, too. That's where Sinbad kicked him the first time they met. Of course, Ja'far had been in the middle of trying to kill him at the time.]
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