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 Posted: Tue Mar 15, 2005 8:17 pm
*John's sword zooms back towards him impyling all the towns mens heads and then impyling john in his stomach*
J: just as I thought you redeemed yourself...
*faints from blood loss*
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Posted: Wed Mar 16, 2005 2:32 am
*looks at john, then looks at john's sword witch just happens to be in his gut. he shakes his head in shame*
*dammit John you've got to stop impailing yourself with your sword." *takes the swrod out of his gut and stops the bleeding*
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Posted: Wed Mar 16, 2005 11:48 am
*comes back on deck and sees the situation*
'Swounds! I'm gone for two seconds and already there has been a massacre?!?!?
*looks at Ilor holding John, who's bleeding*
Ilor! What did I tell you? No killing crew members! Now clean this up and have the deck shining again before we get to Saint Lawrence!
*goes back below to get another bag*
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Posted: Wed Mar 16, 2005 3:07 pm
Having fought his way out of an empty barrel, Nameless finally went ashore and immediately headed for the nearest tavern to get some "blood in his alcohol stream." On his way, he saw John laying on the ground impaled by the accursed talking sword that plagued him long ago and merely shakes his head in disbelief.
*sigh* John ye always find a way of gettin' yerself into a bind.
Having lost interest in John's incapacitated state, he continued to walk only to find a bunch of decapitated corpses
AH DAMNIT NOT AGAIN... I always miss all the fun. crying
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Posted: Wed Mar 16, 2005 3:26 pm
After a long while, Sparrow scurries out of the brothel, making sure to escape before all the man whores decided to chase after her. Making her way, she spotted Nameless, grinning, she takes the chance to sneak up on him.
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Posted: Wed Mar 16, 2005 3:35 pm
Sparrow Depp After a long while, Sparrow scurries out of the brothel, making sure to escape before all the man whores decided to chase after her. Making her way, she spotted Nameless, grinning, she takes the chance to sneak up on him.
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Posted: Wed Mar 16, 2005 3:50 pm
Sparrow grinned and lunged after him, landing atop of him. Grinning down at him, she poked him. "Arr..You haven't got your land legs yet, eh?" Sparrow laughed and poked him again, shen scurried into the tavern for a nice lil' drink.
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Posted: Wed Mar 16, 2005 3:53 pm
Sparrow knocked him into the wall and made him faceplant against it.
ACK... foiled again... O wait it's Sparrow xd no wonder...
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Posted: Wed Mar 16, 2005 3:58 pm
The Nameless One Sparrow knocked him into the wall and made him faceplant against it.ACK... foiled again... O wait it's Sparrow xd no wonder...
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Posted: Wed Mar 16, 2005 4:14 pm
YES RUM... HAR HAR HAR
Drinks the entire fragon in on gulp.
Another Bartender...
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Posted: Wed Mar 16, 2005 4:18 pm
Sparrow nods and down her mug. Looking around, she spots a rather atractive man whore. Shaking her head, she quickly drinks another mug and pokes Nameless. "So what do you plan on doing while the ships anchored?"
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Posted: Wed Mar 16, 2005 4:21 pm
I dunno... I could always just sit here the entire time prolly... Wouldn't help me cope with all the soberity on the ship tho... So I don't know... What about you?
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Posted: Wed Mar 16, 2005 4:24 pm
"Aye...true, true....Me? Errr..." Sparrow scratches the back of her head for a moment and debates on what to say. Man whores, alcohol...she balanced them out. "Me? I'll probably just stay here as well, flirt and gamble, and drink!"
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Posted: Wed Mar 16, 2005 4:27 pm
Aye... There be nothin' better to do than sit here and drown meself in rum. Unless i found a Smithy to sharpen me blades while I'm 'ere drinkin'.
Takes another gulp from his fifth fragon of rum.
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Posted: Wed Mar 16, 2005 4:29 pm
Sparrow laughs slightly and nods, taking a sip from her third mug, wanting to savor the taste. Laughing slightly, she leans on him and curls up in his cape. "Then find a black-smith, I'm sure they'd be happy to *hic* sharpen your blades..."
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