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 Posted: Thu Aug 31, 2006 7:40 pm
Kibo flies over the grungy swamp, looking down at the sparse houses. He saw several people, but they seemes to move as in a dream, propelled by their own desires, and not acknowledging one another at all, let alone Kibo. He landed on the water, and quickly ran to the front door, stopping as he heard voices. He decided to remain hidden, and quickly climbed to the roof, switching his blades back, and making the wings disappear.
Kibo: Gwen...
Kibo cut a small hole in the cieling, noticing the dank silhouette of a skeleton.
Kibo: Sammy, you b*****d.
Kibo slowly climbs down the other side of the hovel, and climbed in through a small window. He slowly sneaks up behind Sammy, and, in one fluid motion, unsheathes a blade, and knocks Sammy's dagger-weilding hand clean off.
Kibo: You will not lay a hand on her. Now begone, monster.
He holds a blade up threateningly towards Sammy, and takes a step towards Gwendolyn.
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Posted: Thu Aug 31, 2006 7:57 pm
Gwendolyn did not notice Kibo come in through ceiling. Nor did she notice him fighting Sammy. She was too preoccupied with eavesdropping on Tia Dalma and her guests. And she greatly admired Jack Sparrow by now. She looked through the keyhole and caught a glimpse of his face and her heart beat faster. She had a strong desire to serve this Captain Jack Sparrow.
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Posted: Sat Sep 02, 2006 6:53 pm
Haplo ran a bandgaed hand accross the side of the ship's hull. He stood admiring the well crafted ship and wondered who the Captain and where the captian was.
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Posted: Sun Sep 03, 2006 3:47 am
Jen walked up to The Godspeed. She boarded and looked around. The captain who had let her join was no where in sight. She sighed and asked a member of the crew:
"Where might one find a place to take a rest?"
She was not rude but was to the point. No sense introducing herself to the crew one by one. It would be time consuming. Best she find where to rest and clear her head from the rum before she made any more decisions. Besides, judging on what she had heard, she was one of the few humans in this crew, although she knew not of the people in this crew, many elves and such had treated her as an inferior. Jen had always had a problem with trusting others, best she learned better if she was to be in the crew.
"Oh bother...this shall be hard..."
She thought to herself.
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Posted: Sun Sep 03, 2006 11:54 pm
ok kibo its yours...its not fun anymore without kosai and permisson error...have fun with it...
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Posted: Mon Sep 04, 2006 8:20 pm
Sammy laughed, drawing his rusted cutlass and, with his knife, drew a quick line across Gwendolyn's throat, leaving a deep, jagged gash in her throat, "Wench. I don't need her now that you're here. You're more powerful anyway." He heaved the girl over, she would die soon if someone didn't get her medical attention quickly, but this was intentional. Sammy wanted to size up the captain he had sworn an alliance against, "Come then captain. She'll die lest you hurry and destroy me." If sammy still had any flesh, he'd grin crookedly at this notion. He couldn't be killed by just any man, although he could be disperesed, and reforming wasn't a savory proccess, still, he had to figure the other captain's strength.
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Dirk Daring Bramblethrush
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Posted: Tue Sep 05, 2006 2:02 pm
Kibo's face contorts in anger, and he grabs Gwendolyn, his wings sprouting again. He runs up and grabs Sammy's hand. As he pulls away, a familiar symbol burns into it.
Kibo: A little birdie told me that Sir Tiny has relinquished his position as captain and he gave everything to me. His ship. His crew. And his partnerships. And now that I have the final piece...
Kibo crosses his blades, and calls out an unfamiliar spirit.
Kibo: Sammy, allow me to introduce you to my old captain, James Farind.
He then pulls out his third blade and stabs it into the ground. Farind's formerly lucid body grows solid and opaque.
Kibo: The key part to true necromancy is a relation with the damned. Now that we're partners, I can bring people back to life. Like Gwen and her sister. Jack, this man has just tried to slay a member of my crew. Can you heal her?
James walks up to Gwendolyn, and holds his hand to her throat. As he pulls it away, he wipes up the blood, and reveals unbroken skin.
Kibo: James can bring anything back to life. Even skin. And now that I don't need you anymore...
Kibo holds up his branded hand.
Kibo: Sammy, I hereby declare our partnership, broken.
The mark disappears, and James turns lucent again.
Kibo: Let's go...
He turns around, and grabs Gwendolyn's shoulder.
Kibo: It's time to go.
He walks towards the door. As he passes Sammy, he places his hand on Sammy's sternum, and closes his eyes. As he pulls the hand away, he reveals a small insignia inscribed on the bone.
Kibo: If you ever lay a hand or weapon on me or any of my crew again, every bone in your body will break.
He walks past Sammy, and turns around, beckoning to Gwendolyn to follow.
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Posted: Tue Sep 05, 2006 3:49 pm
Gwendolyn shook Kibo off.
I can't leave. At least not now. And there is nothing that can bring Mary back. She brought me to Tia Dalma so she could save herself from the fires of hell but because of that she can never return to this world. Now if you please.....Gwendolyn raised her hand, leave. and closed her fist. There was a white light and Kibo and Farind left the backroom of Tia Dalma's house and appeared on the beach of Tortuga.
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Posted: Tue Sep 05, 2006 4:28 pm
Kibo sighs, and looks towards the sky.
Kibo: Goodbye, Gwen. I hope we meet again, and I pray it isn't as enemies.
Kibo turns around, and looks up towards Farind, who stood head and shoulders above the young captain.
Kibo: How have you been, sir?
Farind: Why are you still calling me "sir?" You've gotten another ship. You're "Commodore Kibo Botch" now, and that means you outrank me.
Kibo: *chuckles* I guess that's right... Oh well, that's beside the point now. Would you like to see my pride and joy? She's quit a sight to behold. And I'm sure you'll be pleased to learn I've perfected your exploding cannonballs.
Farind: Really? Well, I'm impressed. But I'll save the sightseeing for another time.
He rustled Kibo's hair, smiling, before disappearing.
Kibo: Until then, sir.
Kibo turns and walks towards the faint silhouette of his ship.
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Posted: Tue Sep 05, 2006 6:09 pm
Sammy laughed as Kibo left, he took in what he said, but simply shook his head. About a minute later, Kibo's hand would be burning, and the symbol would reappear. Only death breaks a pact with Sammy the Skull. He turned to Gwendolyn, "Cursed wench, she still lives." He then grabbed her hair and yanked back, pulling her back and then wrapping an arm around her stomach, restricting her arms and replacing his cutlass at her throat. "So, you're interested in this Jack Sparrow? I could kill him you know. You see, there's only one man who can kill me, and he's in quite a different place right now. Hell, I could murder Tia Dalma and everyone else in this hut, but I'm partial to you right now. You're the sister of that harlot Mary. She's quite dead right now, but I won't lie to you, she's made a fine addition to my crew. Even without her flesh she's quite the impressive woman." Sammy tightened his grip on her and drew a faint line across her throat, "You'd make a fine addition to my crew. Perhaps then Mary'd be more partial to serving under me."
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Dirk Daring Bramblethrush
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Posted: Tue Sep 05, 2006 6:14 pm
Kibo smiles, and holds his hand up towards the West. Many miles away, Sammy hears the crack of bone as his femurs, tibias, and fubulas, snap in half.
Kibo: Fool. I warned him.
He walks up to the dock, and boards his ship.
Kibo: Everyone, come to the bow! I have an announcement!
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Posted: Tue Sep 05, 2006 6:19 pm
Sammy stumbled for a moment, then regained his posture as his bones began reknitting at an alarming rate. He scoffed at this. Kibo was reckless. His new ally was interesting. It would certainly be his pleasure to work with him.
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Dirk Daring Bramblethrush
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Posted: Tue Sep 05, 2006 6:29 pm
Kibo smiled as he felt a burning on his hand, and saw the brand re-forming. Kibo: Heh heh. Now I can raise the dead... Kibo stabs his blade into the ground again. Back at Tia Dalma's, Sammy's skeletal body becomes meaty, and skin covers it. A note appears in front of Gwendolyn. Gwen,
I've brought him back to life. He should be mortal now. Stab him with this. The poison will make his bones so brittle, that even so much as walking will constantly break them.
Commodore Kibo Botch Below the note was a poisoned dagger.
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Posted: Tue Sep 05, 2006 8:31 pm
Gwendolyn laughed as she read the note. Then she crumpled it up. 'Thats dangerous,' she thought to herself as she reduced the dagger to ashes. As Sammy made another grab for her, Gwendolyn threw her arms back swiftly and shed black smoke. The black smoke surrounded Sammy and then he was gone. Gwendolyn chuckled and whispered to Sammy.
Don't worry. The deepest circles of hell are for betrayers and mutineers. Oh, I guess you should worry.
Gwendolyn laughed and then spoke as if Kibo were right in front of her now.
I said don't underestimate me. And even now I'm no longer the meek little girl who could never kill a man with a pistol and could never win a fair battle using a sword. Time has passed, and so many things are changing. But no worries, mate. You'll see me again.
The door to the back room opened. Tia Dalma stood in the doorway smiling.
You can come back in.
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Dirk Daring Bramblethrush
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Posted: Wed Sep 06, 2006 12:17 pm
As the black smoke surrounded Sammy he smiled. He wasn't sure what happened to him beforehand, but his death had reversed it. Many a time had he met the devil, and many a time had he come back. It was a painful experience, but he had grown used to it. Pain was as much of a part of life as it was of afterlife. He would, about this time, be clawing his way through the sediment whilst returning to Tia Dalma's hut. It was a little known fact that death was indeed, his main form of transportation, and he had often taken his own, "life" to get to places mroe quickly, as he had the ability to return to the earth in a place of his choosing. A skeletal hand now reached through the raised floorboards and clutched Gwendolyn's ankle, pulling her through the rotting boards, throwing her to the ground and stepping on her throat, "Now, you're going to tell me what I want to know." He pushed his rotting boot down onto her throat and loosened it, "Think of this little one. No matter how many times you banish me back to hell, I'll come back. Lucifer, Beelzebub, and Lillith. I've struck a deal with the three of them, and it's not something you can overpower with your soul and physical body intact." Sammy looked up at the shocked composure of Tia Dalma and laughed, "You know this better than most Tia Dalma, so you know not to interfere."
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