Thread: Pirate`s of the Carribean role playing.
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Pffff.. I like it...
Ok, it's ... eeeh... let's say ...eh...different ?
Ok and, now, shall we start merry good fellows??
Oh, and if youhave boring in the way, I can tell u some nice tale... tale of Buthien and Leren for example... no, there was something worng about that... *thinks hard* Luthren and Berien? Luth...lusus... Oh! I got it! Luthien and beren!!!
Ok, I'll try...
Eh, she was a girl and he was a boy. Just to definite that. I mean, in some regions people think beren is a girl's name. But, eh in any case he was a boy,. A man in fact. And she... eh--- she wuz a dwarf I think. Can't rember but she was differnt of beren. Oh, and of course she was very beautiful... let's see... she had a nice red beard... oh no, is think she was relly no dwarf... but what then? A Maia? Sounds rally better... But I'm ot sure about that too... well... ok, let's do it probably. What folks are there left in ME? Men, dwarves, Maia. And there was this special one, the guy with nthis nice black cloak. ,, I always loved the cloak, but till now I didn't get out of him, where he got it...
Eh... but where was I with my tale?
Ah yes.. well, so as Beren was a men (sure about that now... he had those typical dark yes only men have...) I think she was a dwarf because, Maia were all in that country with V...
Oh I think I*'ll think about it some more and tell you, when I have it....
*goes quietly murmuring away*
Oh in german it's called tree, so fellows, this is our tree... *takes some leaves of paper and hangs them on it*
AmariŽ was here
Great Ethy! Needed some time to understand, but... eh...
Hey, Arwi, don't understand German? And what... when we would meet a German ship?? Well, as there are not many Germans on sea I don't think teher will be taht prolem. *gg+
Oh, another important question...
who's our captain? *looks at her fellows*
And, by the way what isour beautiful ship called?
Arwen stumbles over to the side and look down.
"um, can't read upside down, but u can try!"
*stands next to Arwen an looks down*
Ok... eh...this is an L... no, it's an a!. Ah no, a is more round on the top, so I think it's an...
oh, let's try the neyxt- what were those dammed things called???...
hm, this one looks cool... has this sort of... bow, so I'd say it's an... oh... moment, please... G!
*one hour later*
So... fifth one... let's guess... an i? I sounds cool, so this is an i...
Ok I hope you honour my great ... eh... perils and effort ...*is very confident with herself*
Well I'm pretty shure our mighty and honourable Captain Ethy will acept... *g*
Where the hell should I et a bottle of wine now? *runs cursing away*
But.. eh... how about this nice barrel of rum? I like rum, you know...
Arwen runs after Idril.
Well... how about... eh... this...eh... bottle of shampoo? if we wash the shampoo out, we can put rum into it and christen our ship!
But please... don't take to much of this wonderful...
*has already started trinkin and begins to sing that song that starts with "hohooo!.."*
"Yo ho, yo ho *gurgle* A pirate's life for me...we're something and blighters and ne'er do well cads, DRINK UP ME HEARTIES YO-HO! *gurgle* we're devils and black sheep and really bad eggs..."
Arwen finally gives up on the singing and focuses on listening to her own advice and drinking.
Looks over to Ethy, and swings her shampoo bottle.
sooo... let's get this ...this...thingy... out... " She is swinging bottle over till she's pretty sure there's nothing left in it , thenm puts someof nice rum in it and hands it over to Ethy."So, you handle our...eh... ARWEEENNNNNN!! HELP ME! What was this...thingy called? This this... Chri..chros...christ...christen? christening... damn..."has fallen on the planks and now is crouching back to the barrow...
"Nice barrow, nice rum.."
Arwen stumbled to Ethy's side managing not to trip.
"want *hic* some rum*hic*? Join in! *hic*"
if thereare more of this wonderful, awesome, great, lovely, nice, marvelous, amazing rum, it#s going to e (hick) a woderful journey, don't you think so?
With that said, Arwen passed out at Ethy's feet...again
"Why is everything so... spinning... Autsch" the next second she was laying on the floor again let out a waterfall of curses and swears. For a moment she lay there in silence. hen she grapped the table with one hand and the wall with the other and got up. She stood there for a moment, when seh was pretty sure, she could walk withot falling, she staggered to the door and got out.
Slowly she made her way to the rail and vomited into the dark blue sea.
Cal stumbles around the boat yelling Eth's name, falling occasionally.
"ETHY!! Where are you?!"
Arwen stumbles to the hammock and in an attempt to sit down on it tips it over, knocking Eth to the deck.
Age: about 19 or 20
Physical Appearence: Long black hair pulled back into a ponytail, green eyes, white shirt with thin black stripes, black vest, tannish colored pants, Italian-style black leather boots
Special Items/Weapons: Pistol with one or two shots left, small cutlass
Backround/History: Raised by the ocean, has sailor blood in 'er veins. Turned pirate at age 14 officially.
Airen wandered down a small road quietly, looking around her.
((This thread must be brought back!!))
It was the next morning and Idril wandered a bit tired through the streets of the little town. Oh, she wished to sail away now, they had stayed too long already at this darned boring port. Now she had come into the town to get some new ropes and of course rum for the journey.
She didn't oten look up while walking along and was deep lost in thoughts."Ouch!" she yelled suddenly and found herself again lying on the pavement.
Rubbing her aching head she looked up and saw a blackhaired Woman standing a bit angry in front of her. It was obvious Idril had,lost in thoughts as she was, crashed right into her.
She tried a faint smile and asked in her best English: "May I help ya?"
(edited by AmariŽ. No swearing please.)
((Yar, schoolwork's difficult lol...well welcome back!))
Quickly taking the hand Idril got up.
"Searching a ship? You found the rigt person... follow me!"
Appearence-Long dirty blonde hair ,auburn streaks run through it, green eyes,fairly tall, slightly tanned skin(from sailing), high cheek bones
Clothes- Tan knee high boots,baggy brown pants (tucked into boots), fitting black shirt with black vest over it always wears a bright red sash
Weapons-Throwing knives, daggers, short sword,is trained in other types of combats but dosn't carry all weapons concerning them.
Back ground/ personality- Has lived on ships good and bad all her life and can't remember if she even had a family, she has a temper but only in really bad situations does she pull out her sword, she is now searching for crew employment.
Adreia, I finnaly finished reading it! Yayyyyyy! (Sorry for the outburst)
"What a pretty boat....ship."
((Yayz for Rue! Yarz, it's an interesting thread =D))
"You don't by any chance need an extra hand do you?", she asked.