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Unbeliever
07/22/2006 2:33 PM

This is a tale of the high seas set nearly 300 years ago. Piracy and treasure abound! Adventure, humor, despair, and maybe even a little romance await those who seek a long lost treasure, the spoils of the Hellbound Armada.

[b]From the Interest thread[/b] (so people don't feel compelled to find it, too):

Players would mostly take the roles of the crew of the ship, whose name has yet to be decided, while I'll play the captain. Players can also create a character that will be new to the crew, joining up at the beginning of the story. If a character is already a part of the crew, one would expect there to be relationships in place already between crew members. New people would have a harder time fitting in at the start.

The story would be based around the search for a great lost treasure, as any pirate tale would have to be. This particular treasure will be known to all sea-farers, but will mostly be considered a fairy tale. The story will really get underway when a seemingly well-to-do man confronts the crew with the offer to find the treasure that he has part of a map to. I may let a player take that role, but it's unlikely. There will be plenty of action at sea, but also lots of stops along the way as the crew searches for the missing map piece, and runs into various troubles.

The only thing I'm not yet sure of is the timeline. I'm still researching a couple of periods, but any input would certainly be taken into consideration. On that note, Sway provided me with plenty of information that will be available to anyone that is unsure of certain aspects of sailing or life at sea. Also, I'd be glad to answer any questions you might have here.
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As of now, because of the number of players already interested, I won't be approving applications from anyone not already involved in the Query thread until everyone there has had a chance to do something here. If, however, you'd like to be involved, send me a private message, and I'm sure we'll be able to work something out.

Said applications should be as follows.

[b]Name:[/b]
[b]Age:[/b]
[b]Description:[/b]
[b]Position:[/b] (said character's role with the crew, or lack thereof)
[b]Background:[/b]

Other details can be covered here (such as height/weight in your description), or in the RP (personality, for example).

I'll update this soon with a bio for the captain, and information about the ship and setting (1700's European/African/Asian seas)

teutonicknight
07/22/2006 3:10 PM

Name: Yllop (Yee-lop)
Age: 6
Description: Well, he's a parrot.
Position: Der Captainheimer's somewhat-trusty pet bird. Yllop (coined from "Polly" backwards) first joined the crew when the last pet bird flew into a bar and into a barrel of rum. It was last seen swimming through the alcoholic beverage case, singing a song about flying away.
Background: Yllop, like every other pirate, loves the rum. While he hasn't sunk into a barrel of the stuff like the last bird (yet, at least), he will still find any bottle and tip it over so he can lap it up off the table/floor/sleeping pirate.
Also, like any other pet bird, Yllop has a smart mouth that gets the crew in trouble then flies away from the situation to find some rum. Why the crew puts up with him must be because no pirate crew is complete without the stereotypical talking parrot.
Also note he has a propensity for biting noses.

Sacrificial_Pearl
07/22/2006 4:18 PM

This one's short because I just finished writing a two-page profile for a character and am written out. ;)

[b]Name:[/b] Peg Cormac ("Bonny Peg")
[b]Age:[/b] 20
[b]Description:[/b] Peg is a woman of short stature and long temper, with grey-blue eyes and full lips given to easy smiles. She keeps her brown hair long, and wears men's clothes more often than not while at sea. Dresses are saved for when the ship's in port. Years at sea have given her fair skin a galaxy of freckles across her cheeks and forhead. She owns two flintlock pistols and a cutlass; one gun and the sword were inherited from her late husband.
http://www.fionaurora.com/sea/pirate/img/annebonny.gif

[b]Position:[/b] Musician (fiddle) and general hand
[b]Background:[/b] Peg grew up in a life of relative leisure, daughter of a plantation owner in South Carolina. At sixteen she eloped with Morgan Lynch, a pirate of small reputation, who had seduced her with promises of adventure and jewels. They were married in Port Royal, Jamaica, which became their home port. Lynch was killed in a raid the next year, but Peg chose to remain with the ship and crew she'd come to think of as home and family instead of returning to her father's plantation.

Peg goes by "Bonny Peg" to avoid drawing her father's attention; he's posted a small reward for her safe return and rumor has it she's shot more than one man who tried to collect. Despite the reality of piracy being very little like the romantic ideal painted by her late husband, Peg enjoys the freedom it affords her and won't give it up without a fight.

[Edited by Sacrificial_Pearl on Saturday, July 22, 2006 4:19 PM]

Flark
07/23/2006 4:15 AM

[b]Name:[/b] [i]The[/i] Dandy Highwayman
[b]Age:[/b] 27
[b]Description:[/b] Some words commonly used to describe [i]The[/i] Dandy Highwayman are; tall, dark, handsome, sexy, dashing, skillful, brave, athletic, smart, confident, charming, charismatic, witty, exciting, good in bed, superior, swashbuckler, brilliant, heroic, and modest.

[b]Position:[/b] Master of all trades - Jack of none.

[b]Background:[/b] Dandy grew up in the English, rum producing port town of Whitehaven. After bedding every girl in town and their mothers he quickly became bored and on a rainy Tuesday afternoon decided to take up the vacant role of town highwayman. After several days he realised there wasn't a great lot worth stealing in and around the Whitehaven area so he decided to extend his talents throughout the fine English county of Cumberland.

By Friday he had conquered The Great Border City of Carlisle and had acquired a particularly fine horse named Flash. To be totally honest it was actually the finest horse in the whole of England - but he isn't one to brag. Anyway, after spending the Saturday night in the company of one or two fair ladies, and of course chilling on Sunday, he decided to head southwards towards the England's capital city of London.

Approximately half of the way down towards the capital, Dandy was galloping through forest in Nottinghamshire when he happened to spot a particularly unpleasant Sheriff who appeared to be hassling the locals. Not one to cause a scene, Dandy assumed the ridiculous false name of Robin Hood and proceeded to whup the Sheriff and all of his men's arses. Feeling obliged to give them at least a slim chance, Dandy opted to used a tree branch and boot lace to create a makeshift bow instead of using his pair of twin flintlocks.

Once all that was done and dusted he was pleasantly surprised to find a rather attractive lady named Marian appeared particularly grateful. After enjoying her appreciation, and doing a small spot of robbing from the rich and giving to the poor, it was finally time for him to resume his adventure.

On his way down from Nottinghamshire, Dandy felt the inclination to continue the trend of robbing from the rich and giving to the poor as it seemed to make more sense than doing it the other way around, plus he didn't have enough pockets to carry all of the spoils himself.

On Wednesday while riding on the open road, Dandy was astounded when another amateurish looking highwayman called Dick Turpin approached him with the intention of robbery. Upon realising this was indeed no joke, Dandy confirmed that the unfortunate individual clearly must be insane. Being a compassionate sort, he felt the inclination to take the poor fellow under his wing for a few days in an attempt to brush up the poor fellow's skills.

To put it politely, the next few robberies didn't exactly go well. After an incident where Dick tried to fire his flintlock at the local constabulary but instead ended up making a hole in Dandy's fine WAISTCOAT, he concluded the time was right to leave the poor fellow to his own devices.

Going their separate ways, Dandy arrived in London in just time to spend the Saturday night in the company of one or two fine maidens. He chilled on Sunday.

Monday morning Dandy was rudely awakened by a particularly loud town crier who was warning the locals about a - wait for it... 'dangerous criminal'!! Bloody Dick Turpin's fault no doubt! Quickly he realised the whole city had been alerted to his presence and soon every copper in the city was looking for him!

Jumping on his trusty steed, Flash, Dandy made a dash out of the city with the cops at his heels. Ridiculously outnumbered three hundred to one, his routes of escape were being cut from all angles. Dandy found himself being driven towards the coastline. Fortunately just as his options closed around him and the situation appeared a tad grim, he noticed something interesting docked in the port at Bognor Regis. Shiver me timbers, a pirate ship, ahoy! There might just be a way out of this sticky situation for [i]The[/i] Dandy Highwayman after all...

[Edited by Flark on Sunday, July 23, 2006 4:22 AM]

Unbeliever
07/23/2006 4:12 PM

Alright. Looks good from everyone so far. All three are in.


and modest


Naturally.


WAISTCOAT


*cough*Corset*cough*

Anyway... Safe to assume Dandy might have imbellished his story just a bit?

Sacrificial_Pearl
07/23/2006 5:40 PM

Hurrah! I look forward to getting started!

Sway_Greenwitch
07/23/2006 8:05 PM

Name:Mademoiselle Marigold Beaudry

Age:7 years ( life span of 15-20 years)

Description:Marigold is a Cinnamon Capuchin Monkey. She weighs in at 3 pounds even and is 12 inches long, with a tail of equal length.

[URL: http://www.helpinghandsmonkeys.org/images/monkeys-1.jpg] Marigold [/URL]


Mari is supple and slender. She has thin limbs with hands that are very similar to a human's. Her thumbs and big toes are opposable to the other fingers and toes which allows her to perform some meaningful and useful actions like serving food, opening doors and even drawing.

Position: Monkey/ gopher/ thief.

Background: Marigold is an acquired "treasure". She was taken from the care of her genteel owner Mme. Claire Beaudry and thrust aboard ship to become the ship's monkey.
She is very domestic and fancies herself as something of a lady. This is mostly due to her upbringing in a civilized household. Marigold is often found putting on airs, prancing or swinging around and brushing her hair with a real brush, if you please. She loves to collect items that catch her eye and has a small cache where she keeps all her"treasure."

[Edited by Sway_Greenwitch on Sunday, July 23, 2006 8:08 PM]

[Edited by Sway_Greenwitch on Sunday, July 23, 2006 8:10 PM]

Unbeliever
07/23/2006 10:07 PM

Great job, Sway. The monkey is in. Now, if only we could rally up our last three humans.

I should get the extra info up tomorrow and might have the first post done then, too. Once I get the post up, you guys can feel free to jump in.

Pillage
07/26/2006 12:13 AM

[b]Name:[/b] Gunther the Wild Drunken Bastard

[b]Age:[/b] Looks young; he himself doesn't know

[b]Description:[/b] Long dark hair, stubble, average height, light tan. Surprisingly motley dress, wears a blue bandanna everywhere, and a black tricorne when it's raining. More often than not seen in a full-length black button-up coat and fine white undershirt.

Gunther the Wild Drunken Bastard a natural leader, and shows reluctance under orders. In a fight, he leaps into the front line with a rapier in each hand, having seen death too often to fear it, and because he's a crazy bastard. Also has a silver buckler, but doesn't use it often. Was drawn to the crew when his ship was attacked - which happened to be a royal vessel hauling him to the nearest gallows, for the murder that gained him the silver-hilted rapier at his left side. In fact everything he wears, Gunther claims to have killed for. Is obsessed by silver, and if he finds it, will take it before telling the others it's there.

He works mostly under the deck, cooking, stealing rum for the crew, and generally being a good housewife. If you see him, he's probably drunk, but holds it so well you'd only know by his dialated eyes. On numerous occasions, has almost swallowed the parrot. It'd be a shame, cause his other speciality is talking his way out of tough situations.

[b]Position:[/b] Originally a sail-guy, then the cook for a while, now spends a good deal of his time under the deck getting drunk and being a bastard. He deals with the ship's drink, and fights for them. Gunther is surprisingly flexible position-wise, and can do everything except deal with bodily fluids - excluding blood.

[b]Background:[/b]
Gunther was originally a genius thief, taking great and valuable things at night. If it could be touched by human hands, he could claim it. Soon he looked for a greater thrill, and took them by day at knife-point. Next, when he was used to the blade, came protected treasure. Under night again, he'd murder anyone at risk of seeing him, take the prize and be gone before anyone knew. On one of the raids, he took up an officer's rapier - funny, since it was heavy for a guard's weapon. He kept it.
Later Gunther took to wandering from city to city, first on the road then on ships, temporarily as part of their crew. He was drawn to piracy, rum and gambling, then figured gambling was for pansies. He himself doesn't remember why. The next few years he went from crew to crew, was caught three times - the first two he escaped, the last he wanted a wealthy commander's rapier to match his, managed to take it and was caught on the way off the naval ship. They sailed to land, were attacked, and the next day the attacker's crew found him sleeping beside them, though the commander had gotten away. He talked them into letting him stay. Among this he had many opportunities to take control of the crew or the ship he was on at the time, and a couple times did, but realised he'd rather get drunk and throw things at the animals, which he's very good at.

After an incident where Dick tried to fire his flintlock at the local constabulary but instead ended up making a hole in Dandy's fine LADYLIKE CORSET, he concluded the time was right to leave the poor fellow to his own devices.
Gunther sold him the very same pistol for a silver bracelet and the piece of chicken he was eating at the time. He lost the bracelet in a bet and decided the chicken tasted like arse.

[Edited by Pillage on Wednesday, July 26, 2006 12:21 AM]

Shallandra
07/26/2006 4:13 PM

*This is a character that will be joining you later - she'll buy passage when you're docked.* :)


[b]Name:[/b] Madame Jh'tira

[b]Age:[/b] Somewhat youthful in appearance, but with a regality that indicates wisdom and experience beyond her apparent age.

[b]Description:[/b] Tall for a woman, long raven-black hair, dark brown eyes, buxom, sensual, confident.

[b]Position:[/b] Buying passage - desires to be the Madame of a Brothel

[b]Background:[/b] Jh'tira has been working in a local brothel for several years and has become a favorite of the affluent, as she is quite skilled in the art of Companionship. Growing tired of seeing her Madame enjoy the fruits of her labor, Jh'tira has decided that she would like to start a Brothel of her own. She knows if she tries to leave, her Madame will force her back to work - so she has been saving money to buy passage on a ship that will sail far away from the city.

Jh'tira sees no shame in Brothels - she knows that men have needs and women who are well trained to meet those needs can not only benefit financially, but also enjoy knowing they have made a man happy - even if it's for but a moment. Her desire is to create a Brothel where the women are well treated, well provided for, and who will receive a fair portion of the profits each of them brings in. Many women who come to work in Brothels are often hiding from something - and it's Jh'tira's desire to allow those women respite from the lives (or people) which haunt them.

**More of her background will come out as she interacts with folks - but this is what I've got to start with!

Flark
07/27/2006 4:34 AM


cough*Corset*cough*


After an incident where Dick tried to fire his flintlock at the local constabulary but instead ended up making a hole in Dandy's fine LADYLIKE CORSET, he concluded the time was right to leave the poor fellow to his own devices.

Don't think those sly digs at my fine garment went unnoticed!


Anyway... Safe to assume Dandy might have imbellished his story just a bit?

The insults!! >:(

teutonicknight
07/27/2006 2:27 PM

*squak* It's a corset *squak* Get the pliers *squak*

darknightrei
07/30/2006 12:51 PM

I'll post my character tonight...

Pillage
07/30/2006 11:37 PM

Hey UB, what's say we get started sometime soon :)

darknightrei
07/31/2006 6:32 AM

We had a power outage...so, here's my char...

[b]Name:[/b] Kip Sealy (Kipper)

[b]Age:[/b] 18

[b]Description:[/b] Small and thin, but incredibly fast, with the left half of his auburn hair shaved close (think buzz cut) and the other half bowl cut. Dark brown eyes, and remarkably clean teeth and clothing. Tidy, sarcastic, cruel, and meticulous. Always wears a large chest-belt of daggers, with one in each boot as well as one on each side, tucked into his pants, that often prick him when he sits or climbs.

[b]Position:[/b] General caretaker of both ship and crew. A nurse and janitor of sorts with a strange obsession with cannons and bloodshed. Kip acts as a cannoneer and is and impressive fighter with a dagger...or two...or...ANYWAYS, he is experienced beyond his years and is capable of fixing almost any malfunction the ship may have. (by almost any...I mean problems that are easily accessed...Kip is deathly afraid of heights...)

[b]Background:[/b] Kip was found in the hold of the ship when he was merely 16 and raised by the sea, the ship, and the crew. Nothing is known of his past save that he had to have learned to fight very early in life to have the prowess that he has and that he was apparently a good thief to have pilfered so many daggers... ; )

Flark
07/31/2006 11:07 AM

Ahh yes, we'll need a good cabin boy to shine my boots while I entertain the ladies..

Shallandra
07/31/2006 7:01 PM


[Posted By Pillage on 07.30.2006 11:37 PM]

Hey UB, what's say we get started sometime soon :)


Where's UB Boobie been? Haven't seen him here lately.

Oh and Pillage - your avatar needs some Proactiv!! :P

Pillage
07/31/2006 9:27 PM

Fool! They aren't zits, that's blood. Are you drunk too? Cause I totally am. Whee!

renegadeirishman
08/01/2006 1:21 AM

Name:Seamus O'Dogherty
Age:18
Description: about 6'4 and 225 pounds o' muscle. He has many tattoos, his favorite being his sleeves that consist of tribal lines, he figures they make him look a warrior, he always carries a long saber and a large tomahawk, he lifted, he claims, from an indian chief after having given the chiefs wife "a little o' the irish know-how" as he puts it
Position: hes basically a raider, his purpose is fighting, but he is still a faithful hand before the mast
Background: Seamus started sailing at the tender age of 13 for his fathers Gaelic Daemons, aboard the St. Brendan. eventually the ship was captured by an English punitive fleet, (the english are funny in the way that if you constantly pirate their ships they get all up in a tizzy and chase you for it) He later escaped and joined the crew as a raider, showing off his incredible bladesmansip. He often spends his time with gunther, avoiding ship chores and getting drunk, waiting for a fight.

Shallandra
08/01/2006 4:51 AM


Fool! They aren't zits, that's blood.


Well, I believe that you believe that.



Are you drunk too? Cause I totally am. Whee!


I wish!! I'm back in Chicago this week & would much rather be drinking than working! Have a few extra shots for me, eh?

Unbeliever
08/01/2006 7:51 PM

Alright, so it turned out I was MIA for a week, as apparently did not go unnoticed. Phone line screwed up and it took the phone company this long to get someone out to fix it. Wretched bastards... Anyway, I need to get a few things together tonight, but I'll get everyone the promised information up later tonight, and probably the first post.

As for the characters...

Pill-bottom; definitely in. Every good pirate ship needs the insane person to get them into even more trouble. Scum suckers, unite!

Great character, Shall. Definitely in. It shouldn't be too long before your character would join us. I'll mail you about it so we can set everything up.

Very nice character, Rei. Definitely good for variety. Welcome aboard, Kip!

Since we haven't heard from Village Idiot, I'll open his spot for renegade. Good character, RIM, as I have now dubbed you. Just make sure to keep an eye on punctuation and capitalization in the RP.

If Village comes back, he'll have a good spot waiting for him, too.


Don't think those sly digs at my fine garment went unnoticed!


I know not of what you speak.

...

Corset...

Pillage
08/01/2006 8:53 PM

Huzzay! Let's get our RP on, yo'!

I wish!! I'm back in Chicago this week & would much rather be drinking than working! Have a few extra shots for me, eh?

I'll send them through my internet cable. No wait, that's a bad idea. It'll make my modem go slower and declare its love for me every chance it can.

Feodrich
08/01/2006 10:08 PM

holy crap dude, pirates? i dont think ill get in considering all the guys you got allready but ill be damned if i dont give it a shot

Name - Jarvis Wellnin

Age - 42

Description - an aged bald white man with cutting scars on his chest, arms and back. he has green eyes, a shiney scalp, a muscular body and is 6 feet tall. he weighs 200 pounds & is dressed in a red/white striped skull cap, a blue sleeveless shirt, green pants and worn black shoes. he also wears a bandolier with single shot pistols and generally has some kind of sword or cutlass at his side, being an experienced pirate he knows many tricks of the trade and if not a master, is proficient in most of them.

Position - boarder (he mostly uses the cannons/boards enemy ships to kill the crews n whatnot)

Background - Jarvis cant remember too much of his childhood, apparently his parents had either abandoned him, died or dissapeared and he had to eat SOMEHOW so he became a servant boy on an american trade vessel. on its twenty fourth trip out it was heading for cuba to pick up some sugar to be taken to boston when pirates boarded the ship and killed its crew, they found him and gave him a choice. become their cabin boy or head down to davy jones. he had allready been a cabin boy for several years ANYWAYS and he had no real loyalty to government so he agreed, when he became of age they made him a full fledged pirate and they taught him the general tricks of the trade, he could do most anything onboard but they really needed people to board the ships and whatnot.

when he was thirty six the ship he served on, "The Screaming Buccaneer" had attempted to raid a port town, unfortunately they were massively outnumbered and outgunned and all of his crewmates died fighting and their ship burned. he barely escaped with his life by taking one of the smaller boats and some provisions, he has been prettymuch drifting, being a thief or mercenary just to squeeze by. he has been looking for any pirate ship to serve on, being desperate to return to the seafaring life. it appears as if he recently found his chance and he jumped at the opportunity, he has no real loyalty to anyone but his love of the pirate life is rivaled only by his appreciation for fine liquor, he would love to be captain of his own ship but being inexperienced in that field he can remain content with just living the life.

[Edited by Feodrich on Tuesday, August 1, 2006 10:12 PM]

Unbeliever
08/01/2006 11:48 PM

As for now, Feodrich, we're definitely full. But, if you're interested in taking on a role down the line, perhaps even this same character, I should have a few more openings before long. Just let me know here, or via mail.


Name: Randall Wilborn

Age: 32

Description: Randall stands just a shade under six feet tall. His auburn hair is usually kept somewhat long, just short of shoulder length, and frames his usually clean-shaven face. He considers himself far too dashing to be hidden by a beard. His blue eyes, paled to gray by the constant reflection of the sea, betray little of his demeanor. His has a scar on his chest that is something of debate among the crew, as no one knows how he got it.

Position: Captain (Of course. It's good to be the king.)

Background: There isn't much known about the captain, even among his crew. He's been a pirate, "privateer", as he says, for at least thirteen years, without much reputation. Those that first meet him usually doubt his ability to lead, as he's known for a rather peculiar personality. Among those that serve with him, he's considered a dependable, if unspectacular, man. Lately, though, his crew has begun doubting his decisionmaking, as the ship has made virtually no profit the past several weeks.

The ship and first post will come tomorrow. It's gotten a little late on me, and I've got work tomorrow. Sleep beckons.

Feodrich
08/01/2006 11:56 PM

i'd be interested in a role in the future, prettymuch anything will do but i wouldnt be as good with any of the colonial types (american/british/spanish military, whoever would oppose pirates basically)

Unbeliever
08/02/2006 8:33 PM

Alright. Give me a day or two to come up with something and I'll let you know.

Now, for the ship:

Name: The Hangman

Crew: 18

Helpful images: http://www.piratesinfo.com/detail/detail.php?article_id=46

http://library.thinkquest.org/J0110360/ship_side_view.htm

The ship is in moderate shape, weathered from its years of service. It's a bit smaller than most vessels used for its purposes, but is still currently undermanned and in need of extra hands. Of all the compartments and gear, the galley is kept in the best shape by the ship's cook.

First post will be up tonight. Anyone looking for more info, just let me know.

Unbeliever
08/02/2006 11:14 PM

And the first post is finally up. Feel free to put up your intros now, wherever you'd like to be; on the ship, or somewhere in the city.

Yo ho!

Shallandra
08/05/2006 5:00 PM

Hey UB - is this the town that you and I talked about, or will you get there after you set sail from here?

Unbeliever
08/06/2006 9:06 AM

It would be after we set sail that we go to the port that I mentioned to you. Won't be long, assuming we stay nice and active.

Flark
08/07/2006 9:09 AM


Won't be long, assuming we stay nice and active.

Sorry about the bad timing, I really thought I'd get the chance to post a lot more before departing. I'm off for a week on the open sea. For real!

I've taken care of my character for now and should easily be able to work him back into the story, whichever way it goes.

See you all! *waves and waves* ;)

Sway_Greenwitch
08/07/2006 7:46 PM

Have a great trip Flark! ~waves back~

Safe travels.:)

Unbeliever
08/07/2006 8:06 PM

About a week should be just enough time for us to take care of the opening business. If we're still at it, all the easier, then. Have fun, Flark. I'd make a corset comment, but it would probably just be old hack.

Unbeliever
08/14/2006 12:43 AM

Sorry for my spotty involvement in my own RP. There's been a peculiar development in my mindset lately. It'll be battled back, though, and the Cap'n will be at full strength. Ahoy!

Pillage
08/16/2006 4:54 PM

Guess what guys! I can't get on for a few days! Right now I'm writing this on my brother's computer, where I first signed up and then left a few months later ... Ah, memories ...

Flark
08/17/2006 1:36 AM

*slaps Pillage in the face with a wet mackerel*

In case you hadn't spotted me.. I'M BACK!

I'll slip myself back into the RP at a most inappropriate moment... ;)

darknightrei
08/28/2006 1:49 PM

Hey, just wanted to say I'm sorry for not posting. I haven't had a computer and have only had enought time to post my battle against TK...I hope I'll be back soon, but not until I get a new comp...

Flark
08/29/2006 7:50 AM

Having no computer is hardly a good enough reason to stop posting, Rei. Sort it!

;)

darknightrei
08/30/2006 1:45 PM

A right good amount of room you have to talk corset-boy! Where are your characters for BTTP, 102AA, and for that matter where is EVERYONE in What it is to Burn??? I thought you LOVED ME!!!

Unbeliever
09/03/2006 3:46 PM


I thought you LOVED ME!!!


Not touching that with an eight foot pole...

And I'm working out a post for this one. I should have time to give BttP and Surface Recon a look, too.

Because of the lack of connection that a couple of people have had, I think we'll cut our stay in lovely (dreary) London short. I was hoping for a pub scene, but I think that will wait for the next stop.

[Edited by Unbeliever on Sunday, September 3, 2006 4:08 PM]

Sway_Greenwitch
09/06/2006 9:14 AM

Ahoy!

I "think" I'm back now. There never is anything definite with the internet though.

Sorry about the missing monkey...

I should have a post up soon to fill in the gap and get me back up to speed.

~Sway~

teutonicknight
09/14/2006 1:07 PM

*bird puke covers Pillage's keyboard*

Oh, my frikken' head, I'm so wasted.

renegadeirishman
09/14/2006 2:21 PM

where did everyone go?

renegadeirishman
09/14/2006 2:22 PM

where did everyone go?

Unbeliever
09/14/2006 10:17 PM

Oy! Been preoccupied again! Biggest apologies. Tomorrow, Spoils shall rise again!

AnimusAniKorSaxcian
09/15/2006 5:58 PM

Name: Erin O' Creedy (Mr. O' Creedy)

Age: 47

Description: Tall, burly, and of Celtic decendt. Adorned with a firery Red full
beared and hair, and emerald green eyes, the 295 pound drunken fool, is dressed
in a standard pirating garment, too small, and much more warn down than most.
Covered in hair from head to toe.

Position: Other than an all around worker, he is always reliable to have in a
fight, even though he is more times than less, under the extreme influence of
Porter, Whiskey, or Rum. He is also strong and does alot of heavy lifting. Not
a very reliable laborer seeing as he forgets his tasks much of the time.

Background: Born in the angry realms of Irish and Scottish Culture, Mr. O'
Creedy has developed a love for the Porter and whiskey, a trait no boubtedly
picked up from his time in Dublin as a laborer. Angered in Dublin by a British
Official, Mr. O' Creedy killed him, and fled to London. Too most not a smart
choice, but to him he wished to take on the King himself, he was to drunk to have
reason. Their he sobered up for the first time in his life, and had reason for
what he was about to do. In a dastardly attempt to escape the wrath of the
Crown, Mr. O' Creedy runs into a fate conspiring to hurl him into the world of priracy.

Unbeliever
09/15/2006 6:53 PM

Good deal, Animus. You're in.

And now off to my posting.

Pillage
09/25/2006 9:54 PM

RISE, SPOILS! RISE!!

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[Edited by Pillage on Monday, September 25, 2006 9:57 PM]

Unbeliever
12/10/2006 6:03 PM

The much ballyhooed (at least to me) return of Spoils is upon us. Huzzah!

Pillage
12/10/2006 9:59 PM

It lives! IT LIVES!

darknightrei
12/12/2006 5:04 AM

Long LIveth the SPOILS!!! I'll post tonight!

Shallandra
12/12/2006 7:08 AM

OoOoLaaaLaaahhhh!!! Can hardly wait for the Armada to dock in my port!! :D (that didn't sound quite right, did it?)

teutonicknight
12/12/2006 7:09 AM

Shall, hunny, nothing you say sounds "quite right." ;)

Shallandra
12/12/2006 7:27 AM


Shall, hunny, nothing you say sounds "quite right." ;)


KISS MY GRITS!


And now that I think about it - given the character I have here - what I said fit perfectly. :P

teutonicknight
12/12/2006 10:03 AM


KISS MY GRITS!

But grits taste gad-awful nasty! I hate 'em. Actually, it's more the texture I dislike, but still, I don't eat 'em.

*throws Shall's grits at the monkey*

Shallandra
12/12/2006 12:42 PM

*wiggles grits at TK*

Pillage
12/20/2006 12:24 AM

I'm off to Brisbane for a couple weeks. I'll be able to post again after.

Keep the rum in good supply. Stay out of trouble. After the first week, tie AvA to something, or her withdrawl symptoms may get ... messy ...

Sway_Greenwitch
12/20/2006 6:24 AM

* watches TK throw like a girl and the grits fall to the ground a few feet from where she is.*
..............

AnimusAniKorSaxcian
12/20/2006 7:47 AM

Aye, I may save ya bit of Rum but the Whiskey and Porter, By the Saints that is mine.

Avenging_Angel
12/20/2006 8:33 AM

If you've still got room, I think I finally found my character's sheet.

Unbeliever
01/11/2007 10:29 AM

Always room for the Avenging one.

Also, sorry for the second hiatus. Had an inordinate amount of crap come up at one time, spearheaded by my dad being in the hospital. Had to keep calling my aunt in South Dakota for more information. Things finally seem squared away, and I should be back to the pirating today or tomorrow.

Yargh!

Pillage
01/13/2007 8:25 PM

Thus, the Avenging one will have to shower you with insanity, to make up for me. Commitments are causing me another hiatus from the RPGC. Just until I get organised - it won't be too long. I'll still occasionally be on MSN. I'm ruthlessly advertising this place on my site, the LOLTAVERN, so we can get more activity.

Gunther shall return with me, if we're still going when I'm back :D

renegadeirishman
01/15/2007 11:13 PM

im back if anyone still wants me around

setsuai_kijo
01/27/2007 8:30 PM

definately a very amusing thread here. Yay for pirates. Maybe when you dock again I'll find my way aboard. For now, I think I'll just keep on reading.

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