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Post by Captain Morgan Barbossa on Oct 5, 2003 1:57:23 GMT -5
Alright mateys, ye know the rules. No killin', maimin', or scarrin' - the occaisional painting accident is fine. Also, if ye get drunk, try not ta drool on the tables. They just been cleaned. Alright, so get on with it! ::Massive poke attack::  |
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Post by Maria Maharet/Turner on Oct 5, 2003 12:26:33 GMT -5
We're all confused 'ere  |
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Post by Captain Morgan Barbossa on Oct 5, 2003 22:29:01 GMT -5
Oh yes, that's my plan. I confuse everyone in the world with my oddness, and then take over while they have no clue whats going on!! Muahahahahahaaa!!
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Post by Isabella Alejandro on Oct 5, 2003 22:40:04 GMT -5
"That be a good plan, Barbossa." *smirks within* "I be wishin' ye luck." *coughyou'llneeditcough*
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Post by Emma Hawkins/Rick MacKinnon on Oct 5, 2003 22:53:14 GMT -5
Oh,really?He seems to be doin' a pretty good job with me...
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Post by Maria Maharet/Turner on Oct 6, 2003 20:57:50 GMT -5
lets nominate Barbossa for mayor of the caribbean. He's got m vote
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Post by Captain Morgan Barbossa on Oct 6, 2003 21:57:39 GMT -5
Ooooh, I like the way Maria thinks  At least someone around here knows how to suck up to their future King....Princess...thing... heh |
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Post by Emma Hawkins/Rick MacKinnon on Oct 6, 2003 22:06:20 GMT -5
:Emma blinks,and sits up:Maria,listenin' teh that,I'm forced teh wonder which of us is the raving drunk 'ere....yeh didn' get into me stash while I was out,did yeh?:she checks the level in the flask at her side and shakes her head:Well,I'm not bowin' teh nothin' or no one...:she goes back to sleep:
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Post by Isabella Alejandro on Oct 6, 2003 22:46:31 GMT -5
I didn't realise this be the "All Hail Barbossa" club, must 'ave walked in the wrong door!
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Post by Evelyn on Oct 6, 2003 23:13:49 GMT -5
Evelyn waltzes in merrily whistling 'What Do You Do With A Drunken Sailor'. " 'Ello maties!"  :-/Sorry feelin' a bit happy today...*plops down on a chair and puts her feet up* "Have I missed anything important mates?"   Notices Emma there. 'Emma asleep? Emma, carries rum...' Evelyn thought to herself devilishly. She noticed the flask at Emma's side and she made her hand to her side. Her fingers were careful as she grabbed the top of the flask and she made for it trying to not wake her...Evelyn grinned, the perfect crime.  ;D |
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Post by Emma Hawkins/Rick MacKinnon on Oct 7, 2003 10:33:23 GMT -5
:Rick reached out and grabbed Evelyn's wrist,just as Emma sat up,clutching her rum protectively:'Ere now...ye don' want teh be messin' with Emma's rum...She'll slit yer throat,like as not...
:Emma shook her head wearily:Nah...not in a throat-slittin' mood...too sleepy...:she leans on Rick again,and resumes her slumber:
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Post by Evelyn on Oct 7, 2003 18:11:25 GMT -5
Evelyn laughed heartily , "Glad te hear yer not in a throat slittin' mood then." And removes her hand gently from Rick's grasp. "Was only testin' ye..." she grins and takes a long swig of her own flask. She resumes with her feet propped up and she looks around. One rum was good enough for her...at least for now... |
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Post by Emma Hawkins/Rick MacKinnon on Oct 7, 2003 21:57:55 GMT -5
:Rick shook his head at Evelyn:If yeh already 'ad all that,why'd yeh try an' steal Emma's stash,mate?:He laughed softly:
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Post by Evelyn on Oct 7, 2003 22:24:56 GMT -5
"Rick..." She grinned taking a long swig. "There is always room for more rum...Always." she grinned chuckling as she looked at her flask and took a long swig.
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Post by Maria Maharet/Turner on Oct 8, 2003 0:19:25 GMT -5
ALL HAIL BARBOSSA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  :looks around to see no one bowing: Well I'm not drunk |
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