Post by Daniel Feather on Jun 20, 2006 2:13:53 GMT -5
Since the last game we played on the fourms kinda fizzled (it only lasted, what, 18 hours?!), I thought it might be fun to have a more involved game. I'll start off with the first part of the story and each person can add a little bit as they wish. Maybe we can continue this one for a little while. Here we go ...
"Yar," said the old sea captain, "and that's how I lost me other arm. Let's just say that land lubber be mighty glad I were ... err ... indisposed ... back 'en or else I'da thrown him down to Davy Jones faster 'en you can lash two sea turtles and ride 'em to the beach."
He took a big swig of his flask and proceeded to stumble around the mess hall, picking fights with his many enemies, whether they be the pillars or rather surly cutlery. The crew just tried to stay out of his way for the most part, but did toss the occassional radish at him.
"Now who be doing tha' to me? I tells ya, if I find out it be you, McGlocken, 'twon't be so funny when ya got a couple a coppers on yer eyes."
McGlocken just lay back at ease and stetched.
"Ain't ya worried about the cap'n? It looks like he's got it in for yeh," said Barley, a rather new recruit to the crew.
"You ain't been here that long, have ye? Why, if ye were believin' all his stories, he'd 'ave more arms and legs than an occy and that Punjab god combined. T'ain't nothing but a harmless old sea cow, that cap'n," smirked McGlocken.
Then suddenly the boat yerched back and forth ...
"Yar," said the old sea captain, "and that's how I lost me other arm. Let's just say that land lubber be mighty glad I were ... err ... indisposed ... back 'en or else I'da thrown him down to Davy Jones faster 'en you can lash two sea turtles and ride 'em to the beach."
He took a big swig of his flask and proceeded to stumble around the mess hall, picking fights with his many enemies, whether they be the pillars or rather surly cutlery. The crew just tried to stay out of his way for the most part, but did toss the occassional radish at him.
"Now who be doing tha' to me? I tells ya, if I find out it be you, McGlocken, 'twon't be so funny when ya got a couple a coppers on yer eyes."
McGlocken just lay back at ease and stetched.
"Ain't ya worried about the cap'n? It looks like he's got it in for yeh," said Barley, a rather new recruit to the crew.
"You ain't been here that long, have ye? Why, if ye were believin' all his stories, he'd 'ave more arms and legs than an occy and that Punjab god combined. T'ain't nothing but a harmless old sea cow, that cap'n," smirked McGlocken.
Then suddenly the boat yerched back and forth ...