Wait!
Does anyone need to go to the toidy before we board?
Toidy be whot whence yer cleaned yer room.
Besiden the matter, I says we does our foulin once we be ‘board savage Poseidon, tis a scarey site to be wonse our foes be see’n a sabre slingin’ the dirty stench for ‘em we been storin’ ready! Ol the wile we be aimin at the cretins troat or wurse! Wonce done we’s who still be able cans clensin ourselve in the blooded red sea we be feedin’.
Mind ye! We be brigands an’ the Flyin’ Duchman ha’ no’n on us!
Curse his tail!
For the TED and Cap’n Ferry! I screams and plunges into the briney w’saber tween me teeth(whot be left) to see whot be obove decks whot now be down below.
YARR!!
::swinging across to the Poseidon with cutlass in hand::
Ye gods and little fishes–I think he just cut his chin off! Peg-chin tunabreath?
Arrgh! I be just fine fair pirate princess Kallessa! A smart raider always be puttin the cuttin edge aways from the teeth! (whot’s left o them that be)
Now ye’s whot be above don’t go punchin holes in the hull, this vessle be topsy turvy an the masts be pointin down to the deeps.
Thar be much yellin an cunfusion in here whot with everything bein upside down and with them devil bunnies an such.
There be plunderin to do down here! 'tis a rich ship I thinks, golden goblets I sees! I’ll be makin me ways to the captains quarters with little trouble.
I thankee all fer waitin to go toidy till ye be board the Poseidon. I not be lookin forward to cleanin up that mess, arrrr.
Hmmm . . . “fair pirate princess Kallessa”–here’s a pirate who knows how to talk to a lady.
Somebody get this man a breathmint. A curiously strong breathmint, please.
Them divil bunnies done et em all, MilLady.
No wonder the monkey smells of peppermint!
Now, wharr is me glass helmet and self contained underwater breathing apparatus? I just saw it…
…Jaaaack!!!
‘Tis me! comin up fer air. Ahoy! Grabs this line says I! when ye feels me tug 3 times hauls away men, there be treasures on t’other end. I be not et ‘tall, don’t fret. And the name Tunabreath be from a cat me had long ago. I flosses. An’ besoids, how’s ye be thinkin’ I sharpens me cutlass?
So what be of the Poseidon? Be she capsized and defenseless? Board and bring me that booty, lads, and then it’s off to find the Pearl and Cap’n Jack. He owes me a boat. Ship.
What be that…giant reptilian shadow swimming beneath the Poseidan?
:eek:
Nobody said we was in Japanese waters!
:eek::eek::eek::eek:
Antbody armed with an Oxygen Destroyer?
Arr, I gots an Oxygen Destroyer in me cabin.
Capsized Cap’n, that’s whot I said an’ says now. she be up side down an’ her crew be headin’ to her below lecks which now be above, that be meanin the rest o’ the plunder be astern and far below in captains quarters, I thinks me eye saw many coloured jewels I do. Many colours indeed, an’ some be sparklin’ with many colours but colourless to themselfs.
Cap’n? I spied a fine hat an a swashbucklin’ sword if ever there be, must’n it be this foul vessle’s skipper’s? ‘Tis yourn now!
Where be Kn(foul soul)ckers? Me thinks something be’st devlish here!
Bosda Di’Chi of Tricor be right there be a ghastly glow below an’ it be large, I can sees it when I dives below to come up’rds ta air, then I sees it as a strangely glowin shadow I does. Big it be, be it. Thinks I when I first sees it I says to me “Whot?” I says. “The ghost o’ the Flyin’ Duchman?”. Then I thinks “nay, it has legs too many and a tail too long but it’s eyes do glow as should they.” I thinks to meself. Then I hears this timber shiverin bark! I fears the worst, I fears the canine aqua beast n’er to be seen by the livin an’ told about by o’er than crazy sailors deep in their rum. I fears Dogzilla!
Pilot tunabreath, I thankee for the hat ‘n’ cutlass. They be right fine. Go back with the rest of the men and be sure the crew of the late Poseidon be totally incapacitated. Once done thar, each o’ ye gather up the most gold and jools ye can carry and git back aboard the Ted. 'Ware that thar sea monstar, whot ever it might be, and git aboard safely. We 'ave to be quick–ye’ve a quarter hour to be back aboard, or we leave ye due to the code.
Daaa Dum
:eek:
It’s more of a guideline really.
Haven’t I said this before?
I be aboard and well Cap! How like ye me new eye? I cuts a little but I believes it to be a diamond! Can ye see clearly now to the backs ov me head?
I been coverin’ the decks of that thar raft with cannon loaded full o’ Mutant Devil Killer Bunnies from Space TM as ordered, Cap’n, but seein’ how that thar raft is capsized wi’ 'er decks awash, there’s really no point.
Reloadin’ the long nines with grapeshot, sah, in case that dark shadowy thing breaches the surface.
Beggin me Cap’n’s pardon, sah, but any chance of rescuin’ survivers from that raft? The way these here piratin’ 'ventures work, one of 'em 's likely to be worth a goodly fortune in ransom.
[checking script]
Yarrr! Cap’n Sir Ma’am. We should be able to cut trough the Poseidon*'s hull at it’s thinnest point.
But that thar cello music the monkey be play’n is right gettin’ on me nerves. Gives me a bad feeling, as tho something is watching us from the depths…