Pirates or Ninjas? (Home of the Taijituan Pirates! Yarr!)

[Bara]

*Sees the cookies*

OH BOY!!!!

[Khablan]

That's much better.  You know, Bara, since you seem to like flamethrowers and such so much, how about you be in charge of the bonfire?  The island might get cold at night.  And we might need it to scare off native beasties.  You know, like lions and tigers and T rexes and such.

[Bara]

YEY!!! Hey look! Land!!!!

[Allama]

We are fast approaching the island, indeed!  I think I see Jack on the shore, as a matter of fact.  Thank goodness he's okay!

[Bara]

Jack+Rfile= Food...No, i shouldn't do it..its just so tempting

[Khem]

* PUR wakes up in the crows nest and throws a coconut at barakarin while demanding more rum before she passes out again.

[The Empire]

"Aye, quite right there midshipman Jack, it was wise of you to suggest we defused all the nuclear warheads Barak might ever get hold of and install a hologram emitter instead, good work my furry primate friend. His majesty's coast guard will make short work of imprisoning the survivors."

[Khablan]

Little does Empire know, Jack was only nodding in the hopes of getting a banana out of it.  He'd never do such a thing.  Besides, he's terribly smitten with Allama.  And those coast guards just happen to all be weekend pirates, so they're waiting to catch him instead.

[The Empire]

*Dow!*(think Homer Simpson...)

[Khablan]

As land approaches, Mama er... um Cap'n Khab straightens her pirate hat, raises her sword, and yells out "LAAAAAAND HO!!!" just as they bump into it.  Luckily, she barely escapes falling into the drink again.

Alright, it looks like we be livin' like landlubbers fer awhile until we can get a new ship here.  Start gatherin' up some palm leaves and bamboo to build the huts, me laddies and lassies, and send out a scouting party to find us some fresh water. 

Bara, get that bonfire started! 

Arrrr, it's a good thing we have the cookies and the rum!  Hmm, did anybody snag some fishing gear before the ship went down?  Can't live just on cookies, ya know!  Or we could always snag somebody's cell phone and call Pizzas R Us. 

Gunner, ye be handy with a needle and thread.  Think ye could whip us up some coconut bras?

Oh dang and blast.  Broke a nail.  And not a manicurist in sight.

[PoD Gunner]

Bras? My pleasure, Capt'n.  Now while I find me some lemon grass and coco-nut shells (and shoot some creature literally dying to roast on a pirate bonfire in the process), you be ready. It'll be no time before ye'll all be lining up for me to try them on and make the necessary adjustments.

[Bara]

*Barakarin pulls out a Molotov Cocktail, Lighter and a Flamethrower*

1 bonfire coming up!

*Shoots a jet of flame at a large clump of trees with his flamethower, throws the cocktail at the trees, adding a big boom, and then runs up to the trees leafs and uses it*

All in a days work

[Khablan]

Arrr, it warms me heart t' see ye all banding together like this.  Got t' have those huts ready before the rains come, ye know.  Lots t' be done, lots t' be done.  I'll just sit here on the beach and organize ye, shall I, t' be sure it all gets done right.  It be a tough job, bein' capt'n, but somebody's got t' do it, aye?  Pass me another cookie, will ye, Bara?

Mayhap Empire will repent his mutinous ways and seek t' rejoin us, since his plans've gone awry.  Ah well, we'll see.  Anybody have some tanning lotion?

[Bara]

*chcuks a cookie at Momma Khab*

Eat that Momma Khab

[Khablan]

Mama Khab oofs as the cookie bounces off her eye patch and into her hands.

Whilst I can appreciate yer exuberance, Bara, there be such a thing as TOO much energy.  And ye could use a bit of practice with yer aim, methinks.