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

[Khablan]

Aww, bilge-water!  I knew it'd come t' this sooner or later.  Awrighty then. 

Talmann, check them snares, will ye? 
Bara, think ye could catch us some crabs without blowin' 'em to smithereens?
Allama, did ye find any berry bushes in yer travels?
How's that distillery comin'?  Almost ready?  Arrr, we can do without food fer a couple days if needs be, but a pirate just i'nt a pirate without 'is rum!
Hmm... mebbe we could have Empire sleep on the beach tonight as bait - we can nab any crabs that come up to nibble 'is toes.

[Allama]

No, not the rum!  We'll have to make due with scotch... damn this island to the depths!

Cap'n Khab, I didn't have time to find berries but on another rather directly related note: the distillery is up and running.

[PoD Gunner]

Why not, best of both worlds.   

Eduardo, it is not nice to try to drown poor Gunner.  Shame on you, he raised you from an egg, he did!  Sat on you to keep you warm!  Tended you in sickness and in health!  Don't you feel terrible now?  Good.  Now drag 'im out o' that water and Jack can give him mouth-to-mouth.  Jack's gettin' a lot o' practice these days, methinks.

*breaks loose and swims to shore* everything is ok mates, really, no need for any mouth to mouth from a monkey! And, just for the record, I haven't hatched Eduardo myself! Yarrr! Now I need to blow-up some ships to get back the old good feeling of ruthless blood-thirst! Sat on the damn lizard while it was an egg, hear that!!! *walks away carrying a shotgun on his shoulder and disappears in the bush*

[Talmann]

*comes back from the lagoon with several large fish over his shoulder*
Alright, food problem solved. I think we can solve the liquer problem by fermenting the fruits around here. Not as good as true rum, but it'll have to do until we get a new ship up an' running.

[Bara]

"Well cpatian, i think i can fget some food.."

*Sees a monkey runing around*

"GET IT!!!!"

*Begans shooting at it*

[The Empire]

"Umm... If i'm not mistaken, that very thick and tall grass over there is actually sugar canes... should be just the thing we need for the rum."

[Bara]

*kills the monkey*

"Starts a fire, we going to have monkey steaks!!"

[Chloe]

Pirates, because they have Johnny Depp. Period.

[Khablan]

*breaks loose and swims to shore* everything is ok mates, really, no need for any mouth to mouth from a monkey! And, just for the record, I haven't hatched Eduardo myself! Yarrr! Now I need to blow-up some ships to get back the old good feeling of ruthless blood-thirst! Sat on the damn lizard while it was an egg, hear that!!! *walks away carrying a shotgun on his shoulder and disappears in the bush*

Oh, aye, Gunner, mate, yer masculinity is so strong I can smell it from here, I can!  Never let it be said that dear ol' Gunner isn't big and tough and hairy as all get out.  Yer a manly pirate, ye are.  Okay, who just giggled?

Three cheers for the booze famine bein' solved!

Bara, what are ye... BARA ye can't shoot the monkey!!!  NOT THE MONKEY, BARA!!!  Shiver me timbers, there goes Jack!  A moment o' silence please, for our fallen matey.  *sniff*  Poor Jack.  Poor, poor... wait... That wasn't Jack!  It were some other monkey!  Here's Jack comin' outa my hut!  And he has... Jack!  Is that chocolate I see on yer muzzle??  Did you dip into me private stash??  Bad monkey.  Bad!

Bara, yer gonna be fed t' the sharks one o' these days!  I'd make ye swab the poop deck if we still had one!  Never shoot the monkey.  NEVER shoot the monkey!  No booze for ye tonight, ye blind bilge-rat! 

[Talmann]

* Talmann raises hand.

Isn't Jack an undead monkey, therefore allowing Bara to shoot 'im as he pleases? Ya know, a way of calmin ourselves, a vent if y'will. Oh, and... I laughed... Sorry, Gunner, mate. It be nothin' personal-like. It just be, well... yer trousers got ripped a bit, well, off by Eduardo and, well... that be the females camp ye be goin' towards... that be manly indeed....

*tries to repress chuckling, but fails*

[Khablan]

Capt'n Khab takes squints and scrutinizes Jack.  Aha.  Aye, ye be most observant, Talmann.  He looks undead t' me, now that I get a closer look.  Funny how I never noticed that before.

Awrighty then, Bara.  Fire away.  Just remember, ye have t' sleep sometime, and Jack here is a pretty devious furball when he puts 'is mind to it.

Umm... Gunner, me lad... whilst we can all appreciate yer manliness and all... I think that's a little too much proof!  Here, ye can borrow me capt'n hat for cover while ye race fer the bushes.

[PoD Gunner]

  ahem... *accepts Captn's hat and gives Talmann a venomous look * We'll meet on the deck, matey...yarrrr...with a bit of luck I'll be mistaking you for a cannon-ball ready to be fired <_<... Now where will I find a deer willing to loose her skin for a noble cause? *wanders off wearing Khab's hat as a shell*

[Khablan]

Now BE CAREFUL with that, I'll be wantin' it back later!!!

Er... do I really want t' put that thing back on me head after it's been hung, ye know, there?  Arrr, there's got t' be sanitizer around here somewhere...  I know, I'll rinse it with rum!

Rum.  Now there's a manly man's drink.  And a manly woman's too, I say.  I think I'll pour me one, I could use it!

[Talmann]

* Talmann LOLs

                        

IC: Here ya are, Capt'n. A cup of fermented guava juice (sheesh, this island is useful, huh?). As fer the hat, well... hehe, salt water's a good sanitizer, it be. Plus I'm sure we can find some pumice rocks to scrub it with around here somwhere's...

[PoD Gunner]

*Comes back wearing an overall in a very fancy deer-skin-design and brings the hat back to the Captn* Thank you Cap, you're a sport! Hold on to that, might be worth something in the near future. Now, were can the gunner get some rum?