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 Posted: Wed Sep 21, 2011 12:30 pm
There were many days in the year that were ingrained to remember; holidays, birthdays, anniversaries, certain events and festivals. And after the many years of being acquainted with Flannery, Talk like a Pirate Day became one of them.
It had been hard to tell what the nagging feeling in the back of her mind had been trying to tell her, she knew it was an important day but seeing as how it was hard to really tell what day it was out in space - part of her couldn't believe watches or the phones some people managed to still carry on them for correct information - it took the blonde some time until it dawned on her what day had actually passed.
Certainly Flannery had known, she was the most pirate of them all but she wasn't in their little make shift fort at the moment, having gone off to wherever she had gone off to. So Roxy turned to the others present, a white shirt with green embellishments in hand, "Avast, ye scallywags! A momentous day has come and gone without our celebration with booty and grog!"
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Posted: Wed Sep 21, 2011 1:40 pm
For Wallace, Talk Like a Pirate Day was a bit like the SAT, or your mother-in-law's birthday. You had to remember it, only because it would bite you in the butt later if you didn't. When it seemed that everyone had forgotten this year, he heaved a silent sigh of relief and tried to just move on with his life. Which was difficult when one was somewhere in space and living in a pillow fort in a giant castle, but one had to make do.
Until Roxy reminded them all. He had been making a mental list of things they had pilfered from various parts of the outpost. And other outposts, since Roxy in particular had taken to travelling on her quest for new and outlandish clothes. Half of his list was of things they needed to keep track of, the other half was of things he was going to try to talk the others into returning. Preferably while Flannery was still out foraging for more.
But if Roxy brought this up, none of them would get anything done. Wallace turned to Green, who was his only hope. If someone else stood with him, he would have room to argue. But so far Green had shown a distressing tendency to go along with everyone else. "You know," he said pleadingly, "we don't have to do this if you don't want to. Besides, Talk Like a Pirate Day already passed." Which wouldn't stop anyone, he knew, but he had to try.
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Posted: Thu Oct 06, 2011 4:44 pm
"Arrrr, we displaced scallywags 'ere in space be not bound by silly Earth dates," Steven responded, wide and somewhat vacant smile firmly in place as stared at Blue, unawares that the other boy was hinting that he wasn't actually in to this. If poor Blue was looking for an ally to stand up against the silliness, Green was a lost cause. Slightly less lost with Flannery not immediately present, but still lost.
"What have ye thar, Yellow?" He asked, noticing the shirt in her hand, and then went back to the subject of talking like a pirate. "And how be we celebratin' this momentous occasion? Grog seems t'be in short supply."
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