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

[Khablan]

Aye, now THIS be the spirit that makes us worth o' bein' called pirates!    All o' ye who isn't already busy, start loadin' on the supplies.  And DON'T forget the cookies!  Or the rum!  Now where's Jack, he can help.  Jack!  JACK!  *siiiiiiiigh*  Jack, get OUTA that rum!

Arrr, an' I'd be careful if I was you, Emp... PUR might stab somebody by accident wi' that needle in 'er sleep, she might! 

[The Empire]

Well, i found me an even more interesting lass... one with less sting

And don't you worry cap'n, theese four new spidery metal legs of mine is quite imprevious to needles... only too bad I had to ditch my whole lower torso to attatch them... I guess i'm lucky I donated to the bank before I became a pirate without family jewels...

[Allama]

"We're ready to make way, Cap'n!  All's stowed away aboard right proper."

[Khablan]

Well, Emp, no doubt we could find us some baby coconuts to staple onto that metal, if ye be findin' yerself missin' what ye gave up.  Not quite th' same, of course, but it's somethin'.

A'ight then.  Batten down the hatches!  Furl the sails!  Shiver me timbers!  Man the... um poop deck!  Ah bilgewater, just just rowin' will ye? 

Anybody too slow will just have t' swim for it!

[The Empire]

*climbs up over the hull like a spider* Those baby coconuts won't be nesessary fer pleasin 'er, I still 'ave my hands and stuff that 'as always done most of the work anyways...

[Bara]

*hops into the boat and mans the cannons*a

[Allama]

* Steers.

[Bara]

"Wait a sec....... wheres khabs son?"

[Khablan]

Aye, no doubt the boy'll show up soon enough.  He'll smell the cookies and head fer th' ship.

Arrrrr, here we go!  It be close quarters on this vessel, but I thinks we got the important stuff aboard.   Ow.  Who's elbow was that?  Methinks PUR's gonna have t' share that crow's nest.  We can put Eduardo up there with 'er.  At least we won't be trippin' over 'is tail that way.

Smell that sea air!  It's been too long, mateys, too long.  *splat*  Blasted seagulls!  Okay, who be in charge o' cleanin' up seagull doodoo?  

Bara, me mate!  Think ye could shoot down any seagulls what look like they're gettin' too close?

[Bara]

"Yea, but i need something else."

*Hops on a Anti- Air gun and starts to fill the sky with flak."

[Allama]

* Alana tosses Bara a bird-only handgun and lobs Khab a bottle o' rum.

I'd say we got tha right equipment fer tha job, aye?  Someone pass me some cookies, steerin's a hungry job, it is.

[Bara]

"Whats wrong with me using a highly lethal Flak gun?"

[Allama]

Well, it's just not very piratey, you know?

[Bara]

but really, a handgun? read the sig

[Allama]

Here's the thing; it's cheaper for you to use the handgun.  Inexpensive ammo.  We're on a budget, you see, and most of it goes to rum.

Also, that huge thing is LOUD and they don't make silencers anti-aircraft guns.  This is a small boat, so we have to try not to bust one another's ear drums.