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 Posted: Fri Sep 30, 2005 8:03 pm
HAR HAR John... What was it that Ares told ye? No firing without her approval, ringing any bells? You be hopeless laddie lol .
During his jolly round of chuckles, he backed into someone... or something! Something that felt colder than a witch's teat! He quivered and turned around almost as fast as John's attention span gives way.
eek ACK... Oh, tis only ye, Sparrow. *sigh* I be no chicken o' the sea, but ye scared the bloody 'ell outta me.
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Posted: Sat Oct 01, 2005 10:58 pm
yea..., i got a bit out of hand there... xd
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Admiral Lord Cochrane Captain
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Posted: Sun Oct 02, 2005 9:27 am
[[OOC: "Out of pity and 1st Class Officer. JOHN's own self defense, he was recently hired for employment at the MacDonalds on King Street in Bellingham Washington. Feel free to drop on by anytime. Get him fired, and you get a McMeal absolutley - FREE!!!"]]
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(Back to the RP.)
*Seeing 1st Class Officer John going completely out of his mind, he decides to make an example of him.*
"MASTER AT ARMS! ..-{Nameless One}- ..CEASE THAT MAN.. -{John}- ..AND CLAP HIM IN IRONS. I DO BELIEVE HE'S LOST HIS MIND! PUT HIM IN THE BRIG AND MAKE SURE HE GETS HIS MEALS. THE DOCTOR WILL HAVE A LOOK AT HIM. BUT, I AM EXPIERENCED ENOUGH AT SEA TO RECOGNIZE A MIX CASE OF SCURVVY & BRAIN DEMINCHIA WHEN I SEE IT."
*Looks about the deck to see what else must be taken care of and spots a crewman that he doesn't recognize. Seeing only another able hand, he puts his cares aside and orders to the man.*
"YOU THERE!.. -{Bizzaro John}- ..STAND FAST! FETCH A MOP & HOLYSTONE AND CLEAN UP THIS MESS ABOUT DECK. I'LL HAVE A CLEAN SHIP IF IT KILLS YOU. AFTER YOUR FINISHED, ASSIGN YOURSELF TO A GUNCREW. NOW, GO ABOUT. MAKE YOURSELF USEFUL, LAD."
*Turning from the solem looking brute, he returns to the guncrew. Looking at his watch he takes a stance and grimaces.*
"HOLD FAST MEN! HOLD THE BATTERY AND DOUSE THE FUSE. I'VE DECIDED TO DELAY THE REST OF THE DRILL UNTIL WE CAN BUILD A PROPER RAFT OUT OF EMPTY RUM CASKS & APPLE BARRELS. IF WE HAPPEN UPON AN ISLAND BEFORE HAND, IN WHICH I'M CERTAIN WE WILL, I'LL SEE THAT ALL HANDS GO ASHORE AND WE'LL BE BUILDING THE H.M.S. MOCKERY. SHE'S NOT BUT A FAKE, MOCK SHIP THAT WE'LL USE FOR GUN DRILLS, BUT WE'LL SEE THAT HER FRAMING AND SIZE IS ACCURATE. SHE'LL BE A SHIP RIGGED SLOOP: 3 MASTS, 80 FEET LONG, DEEP KEELED. SEEING AS HOW SHE'S NOT TO BE USED FOR COMBAT OR TO HAVE SEA WORTHNESS, SHE'LL BE EASILY BUILT, EASILY SUNK. WHILE WE ARE DOING SO, I WANT A FEW CREWMEN TO TAKE WHAT LUMBER WE'LL BE NEEDING ABOARD THE LADY FOR FUTURE REFITS. I ALSO WANT FRESH WATER STORES AND LOOK FOR SOME ANIMALS ONSHORE THAT WE CAN MAKE SOUP FROM. NOW, STOW THE GUNS AND MAKE FAST. WE HEAD FOR THE ISLAND."
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Posted: Sun Oct 02, 2005 3:49 pm
...oops sweatdrop sweatdrop
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Posted: Sun Oct 02, 2005 4:29 pm
Somewhat perplexed after the cap'n's request, he quickly regained his bearings and replied.
AYE AYE, SIR!
He grabbed John by the scruff of the neck and dragged him below deck, to who know's where... The prisoner's hold or something...
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Posted: Sun Oct 02, 2005 7:46 pm
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Admiral Lord Cochrane Captain
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Posted: Sun Oct 02, 2005 11:03 pm
[[OOC: The "brig" is a small holding cell in the bow that measures 8 ft. x 6 ft.]]
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Posted: Sun Oct 02, 2005 11:08 pm
"GUNCREW! Stow the guns; Ms. ARES, take a munitions tally. We started this voyage with several hundred pounds of gunpowder and over 3 hundred shot. CREW! Disperse and man your stations. I need Officer's on the Quarterdeck (Aft deck - At Helm). I want the sheets reefed and the topgallants lowered. We need all the wind we can get in order to get to the small island off of Spain. We are about 3,000 nautical miles from the Coastal Region. I'd give us three days to reach Santiago Island. So, quick to the ropes and away the colours. Let's make the Lady dance.
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Admiral Lord Cochrane Captain
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Posted: Mon Oct 03, 2005 2:11 pm
Captain Kurisutofa "GUNCREW! Stow the guns; Ms. ARES, take a munitions tally. We started this voyage with several hundred pounds of gunpowder and over 3 hundred shot. CREW! Disperse and man your stations. I need Officer's on the Quarterdeck (Aft deck - At Helm). I want the sheets reefed and the topgallants lowered. We need all the wind we can get in order to get to the small island off of Spain. We are about 3,000 nautical miles from the Coastal Region. I'd give us three days to reach Santiago Island. So, quick to the ropes and away the colours. Let's make the Lady dance. *rolls eyes* Aye, sir... *slumps shoulders and goes to stow the guns and take munitions tally*
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Posted: Mon Oct 03, 2005 2:15 pm
*See's the disgust she has at the task ahead of her. It gleams in her eyes.*
"Look, Ms. ARES... it's not hard. Just look at how much powder, wading, & ball shot you used and then subtract that from the amount we had. We haven't used any of it since we left port, so we should still be in the clear. Do you have any questions?"
*Does the math in his head*
18 guns (9 each side) x4 gun drills = 72 iron shot used total.
18 guns w/ .5 pound wading to a gun x4 run-outs = 36 pounds wading used total.
18 guns x 2.5 pound of powder each + x4 gun drills = 180 lbs. powder used total
Now Ms. ARES, I want you to subtract those totals from the amount I told you before... what do we have after all that?
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Admiral Lord Cochrane Captain
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Posted: Mon Oct 03, 2005 6:34 pm
-Sparrow blinked, confussed by all the calculations the capn' had made. She blinked and slowly scratched her head in utter confussion. She was never an egg head in math, or much anything else for that matter. She new the basics or a few things; Read, write, add, subtract and a bit of map knowledge. She shook her head slightly and tugged at the capn's sleave, a determined look on her face.- "Capn', whatcha talkin' 'bout?"
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Posted: Mon Oct 03, 2005 7:29 pm
Well look at what i have....  BWUAHAHAHAHA!!!!!! rofl rofl ninja *whoosh!* Well, wait, i could sell this for quite a lot of gold, hmmmm...*john walks himself back into the jail cell*
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Posted: Tue Oct 04, 2005 10:30 am
Captain Kurisutofa *See's the disgust she has at the task ahead of her. It gleams in her eyes.* "Look, Ms. ARES... it's not hard. Just look at how much powder, wading, & ball shot you used and then subtract that from the amount we had. We haven't used any of it since we left port, so we should still be in the clear. Do you have any questions?" *Does the math in his head* 18 guns (9 each side) x4 gun drills = 72 iron shot used total. 18 guns w/ .5 pound wading to a gun x4 run-outs = 36 pounds wading used total. 18 guns x 2.5 pound of powder each + x4 gun drills = 180 lbs. powder used total Now Ms. ARES, I want you to subtract those totals from the amount I told you before... what do we have after all that? I know what to do, Cap'n....I just like shooting the guns rather than doing inventory for them... *smirks* I am your Weapons Specialist...I know what I'm doin', sir...
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Posted: Tue Oct 04, 2005 4:11 pm
"Well, Ms. ARES, I'm glad to knwo that your title as our Expert Gunner is secured."
*Feeling the tug at his sleeve, he looks down to Sparrow.*
"The calculations I just called off, show the amount of gun powder, wading & cannon balls (otherwise known as "shot"), that we used during our little training session. We need to know how much of our stores we use so we know when to go into port for more. Anymore questions?"
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Admiral Lord Cochrane Captain
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Posted: Tue Oct 04, 2005 7:57 pm
-She blinked, looking up at him, even more confussed than before. she scratched at her head slightly anf gave him a blank expression. She Didn't want to bother him further with her questions so she shook her head and twidled her thumbs.- "No, its alright....: -She then bolted away to find Nameless before he had vanished again. She'd ask him about math and calculations.-
[[ sorry if I don't post to to often...My mind is moving low. ]]
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