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Galen, Winchesters aren't invented for over a hundred years from now.After all Winchesters aren't even single shot and have a ton more accuracy then the rifles everyones using.I'm waiting for Joker or Richie to post before I make an actual post again.
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OOC:Wow, that was a good post.This is almost as thrilling as my first battle in the old Nintendoland Battlefield.Thx Joker, and now I have to make a tough decision.Do I go after Joker or not....
The Vampires had been repelled on the ship with minimal casualties.That however could not be said about the boarding crew.GD and the survivors got into the dingy that had been dropped on board the Chameleon.They lowered themselves down and rowed to the AC that was sailing away from the battle to an island in the distance.
"Captain, why did you change course?" GD as Demo.
"Well sir.A dingy with the captain of the hell boat over there went towards the island.Take a look for yourself sir."
GD looked that way and with his implants could see perfectly in the dark.He caught a glimpse of the boat and thought of the many reasons why it could be heading to the island.They closed the distance between the AC and the dingy, but Joker still reached the island first.
GD looked back at the carnage behind the AC in deep thought.Suddenly a thought came to him."Captain, load the cannons and prepare for coastal bombardment.This is going to be a long night."
OOC:Sorry for such a short post but my little brother wants to use the computer and sense I've been on it all day.
The Vampires had been repelled on the ship with minimal casualties.That however could not be said about the boarding crew.GD and the survivors got into the dingy that had been dropped on board the Chameleon.They lowered themselves down and rowed to the AC that was sailing away from the battle to an island in the distance.
"Captain, why did you change course?" GD as Demo.
"Well sir.A dingy with the captain of the hell boat over there went towards the island.Take a look for yourself sir."
GD looked that way and with his implants could see perfectly in the dark.He caught a glimpse of the boat and thought of the many reasons why it could be heading to the island.They closed the distance between the AC and the dingy, but Joker still reached the island first.
GD looked back at the carnage behind the AC in deep thought.Suddenly a thought came to him."Captain, load the cannons and prepare for coastal bombardment.This is going to be a long night."
OOC:Sorry for such a short post but my little brother wants to use the computer and sense I've been on it all day.
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Bobbo smiled grimly as he watched the battle progress. Joker's ship had exploded, sending him -- and his hellish crew -- down to Davy Jones' locker. Truth be told, Joker had been killed in an almost unworthy way, for the most feared pirate of the Caribbean. An unlikely explosion during a battle? But the question was, who had gotten the kill? Thinking back, Bobbo thought about who had been firing cannons at the time...
and suddenly realized something. No one had been firing! All the crews of all the ships, save Joker's himself, had been engaged in fierce melee combat, and even Joker's zombie crewmen had been busy lugging things around! So... who had annihilated Joker?
Oh well. It didn't matter. What DID matter was the massive damage to Bobbo's starboard side. Not only was the majority of his crew gone, but his starboard cannons were all but wiped out. He needed food, he needed crew, he needed weapons. Supplies were required before Bobbo could mop up the rest of the mortal infidels. "I need an atlas!" he shouted into the night, and soon, one of the sole remaining crewmen came up to him lugging a large book. "Thank ye, Peterson. We'll make landfall soon." Saluting, Peterson limped off to his musket. There were only a few Eternians remaining on the ship -- most had been killed in the blast -- but those few were putting up a terrible fight.
After consulting the atlas, Bobbo decided that Isle Verde was the closest, and would thus be the best. He could go and "purchase" supplies, enlisting the aid of crewmen. "Bear North West West! We're heading for Isle Verde!" Bobbo stared in the direction of the small but prosperous colony, using his telescope to survey the island, and suddenly thought he saw something. A small boat was rowing towards the island? But he looked again, and saw nothing, so merely awaited the arrival...
and suddenly realized something. No one had been firing! All the crews of all the ships, save Joker's himself, had been engaged in fierce melee combat, and even Joker's zombie crewmen had been busy lugging things around! So... who had annihilated Joker?
Oh well. It didn't matter. What DID matter was the massive damage to Bobbo's starboard side. Not only was the majority of his crew gone, but his starboard cannons were all but wiped out. He needed food, he needed crew, he needed weapons. Supplies were required before Bobbo could mop up the rest of the mortal infidels. "I need an atlas!" he shouted into the night, and soon, one of the sole remaining crewmen came up to him lugging a large book. "Thank ye, Peterson. We'll make landfall soon." Saluting, Peterson limped off to his musket. There were only a few Eternians remaining on the ship -- most had been killed in the blast -- but those few were putting up a terrible fight.
After consulting the atlas, Bobbo decided that Isle Verde was the closest, and would thus be the best. He could go and "purchase" supplies, enlisting the aid of crewmen. "Bear North West West! We're heading for Isle Verde!" Bobbo stared in the direction of the small but prosperous colony, using his telescope to survey the island, and suddenly thought he saw something. A small boat was rowing towards the island? But he looked again, and saw nothing, so merely awaited the arrival...
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Even as Bobbo's ship pulled into the distance, he picked up the anguished mind-waves of loss and heard the terrified cry of "Whaaat?!?!?!" Bobbo merely smirked. "Serves him right to have his kid on board... What's our ETA to Verde?" Peterson, having come back again, replied with a quick "Five minutes." Bobbo grinned again. "I think it's time we do some negotiating, if you catch my drift?" Peterson also smiled. "I do indeed, liege. I shall inform the crew." With that, Peterson left, leaving Bobbo to think through exactly how he would utilize "leverage." Hint hint nudge nudge. Hint HINT! Nudge NUDGE nudge! (Ok. Done now. [img]tongue.gif[/img] )
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OoC: Oh well too bad for you I'm still gonna utilize my "leverage" [img]tongue.gif[/img]
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OOC:Sorry, I've had problems with my comp lately.Stupid internets been messing up too.Anyway, Belgarion the Nosferatu has been destroyed.
The Alpha Centauri closed in on the city.Joker was in there somewhere and unless they wanted to change human history they couldn't be seen or would have to wipe out the entire city.Which didn't really matter in this case, and the AC showed its undamaged side to the city.A full broadside of cannonballs was launched into the city.Several buildings crumbled under the weight of the incoming cannons balls.The few civilians that were out on the street this early ran for the center of the island or a building.The bombardment kept up and slowly pounded the city away little by little.
A group of Centaurians left for shore in a dingy after the bombardment had left the city in ruins.Smoke aroze and there were fires coming from the city.The bombardment had lasted for hours and gave the Centaurians plenty of time to prepare.When they reached the shore they headed toward the city and begin a search through all the buildings.There were 10 Centaurians, and if their childhood stories were true they could easily defeat the vampires that Joker may bring forth as long as the sun was up...
The search would take hours upon hours and most of the civilians were hiding or dead, some maybe undead.The AC came closer to the shore and kept firing a cannon every hour to keep the civilians from to come out in revolt.After a few hours the 10 came back with supplies that had been taken from the city.More Centaurians went ashore to gather up supplies while the 10 went back to searching.Soon, all but the 10 were back as the cargo holds were full.
"Captain, make sure they come back before sundown." General David ordered to Demo.He knew that the group would have anyway, cause they weren't no fools and frankly who could blame them?
OOC:I better finish this post up early in case my comp decides to mess around again.Joker, I really don't know that much of your abilities but I assume that like any vampire you can make more come about.Tell me so if I'm wrong that with you biting someone it won't turn them into a vampire.Now that I think about it maybe driving civilians to hiding in dark places wasn't such a good idea....
The Alpha Centauri closed in on the city.Joker was in there somewhere and unless they wanted to change human history they couldn't be seen or would have to wipe out the entire city.Which didn't really matter in this case, and the AC showed its undamaged side to the city.A full broadside of cannonballs was launched into the city.Several buildings crumbled under the weight of the incoming cannons balls.The few civilians that were out on the street this early ran for the center of the island or a building.The bombardment kept up and slowly pounded the city away little by little.
A group of Centaurians left for shore in a dingy after the bombardment had left the city in ruins.Smoke aroze and there were fires coming from the city.The bombardment had lasted for hours and gave the Centaurians plenty of time to prepare.When they reached the shore they headed toward the city and begin a search through all the buildings.There were 10 Centaurians, and if their childhood stories were true they could easily defeat the vampires that Joker may bring forth as long as the sun was up...
The search would take hours upon hours and most of the civilians were hiding or dead, some maybe undead.The AC came closer to the shore and kept firing a cannon every hour to keep the civilians from to come out in revolt.After a few hours the 10 came back with supplies that had been taken from the city.More Centaurians went ashore to gather up supplies while the 10 went back to searching.Soon, all but the 10 were back as the cargo holds were full.
"Captain, make sure they come back before sundown." General David ordered to Demo.He knew that the group would have anyway, cause they weren't no fools and frankly who could blame them?
OOC:I better finish this post up early in case my comp decides to mess around again.Joker, I really don't know that much of your abilities but I assume that like any vampire you can make more come about.Tell me so if I'm wrong that with you biting someone it won't turn them into a vampire.Now that I think about it maybe driving civilians to hiding in dark places wasn't such a good idea....
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It was a rather pleasant tropical island...if you didn't mind frequent pirate attacks and stinking, filthy sailors. The "Sweatin' Seahog" tavern had the latter in copious amounts, as the current barmaid on duty was quick to notice. She sighed with disgust at the odor.
"You'd think bein' out in the water all day, they'd clean off a bit, wouldn't you?" she muttered to herself as she brought another round of watered-down ales to a rowdy table.
Making her way back to the counter, she closed her eyes and tried to ignore the explosions of yelling, rude laughter, and general cacophony. So when the door slammed open, she didn't really make an effort to look up.
It was only until several gold coin spilled onto the deeply marred wood that she bothered to direct her gaze upward...
A pale...her mind raced for the word, and finally arrived at "God". Yes, a pale god stood in front of her, silver hair trailing in a river down his back, and crimson eyes flashing softly in the dim light. He was dressed in fine clothes, though they looked like they had seen better days...maybe fifty years ago. Despite her inner shock, her expression stayed stubbornly unimpressed.
"What'll you be wanting? Ale? Whisky? Rum? I got some Ouzo an' Retsina if you want somethin' more exotic..."
Joker seemed to consider his words carefully. "Actually, m'lady.." he leered at her a bit, revealing teeth that she thought looked more than usually dangerous, "I was mer'ly goin' ta inquire about direc-" His words were cut off by another slamming of the door, and more footsteps. The man's physique blocked the rather small bar-maid's view, but they sounded as if they were making their way over to the bar.
"Joker," began the one, in a voice that triggered her attention, "Why exactly did we need the most crowded bar on the island again?..."
The statuesque man turned around, and revealed his companions. As she saw them, and they saw her, a mutual silence passed among the small group. Finally, the one known as "Joker" spoke.
"Arrr...ya' know this wench?"
At that, his companions stiffened with shock. They looked nervously over to the other side of the counter, where stood their friend. Their friend who was turning purple.
"Wench!? WENCH?!" She squealed, brandishing a couple smeared glass mugs at him. She found the clawed hands of Joker's other companion pinning down her hands.
"Trust me, Mir," he muttered, "You don't want to mess with this guy."
But the vampire was merely amused, her display of righteous violence a sight not unfamiliar to his eyes.
"Anyways," he continued, "I wanted ta know where I might be ables ta find, err..."
He stopped. The girl had begun gnawing on his arm. Starbuck had long ceased to be effective in curbing her violence, and Fenix was stuck somewhere between laughing his head off and trying not to let Joker see him laughing his head off.
The vampire mused. She was biting him. It was usually the other way around in these sorts of things. Briefly, she looked up.
"Apologize!" she commanded, giving him a particularly nasty nip.
Joker stepped back, easily detaching her jaws from his arm. "Come on, mateys...I don't think this is the right bar fer my plan."
"Hey!" She screamed, drawing the attention of the entire bar, "You never said sorry!"
Then, with a much sweeter tone, and even a smile, "Bye bye, guys! See you some other time when you're not playing pirates!"
(OOC: I hope I didn't butcher you, Joker! I seem to be much less competant at piratey dialogue than I remember. Mir wanted in on the fun, but didn't want to get blowed up. I hope I wasn't out of line posting her little cameo. ^_^ ))
"You'd think bein' out in the water all day, they'd clean off a bit, wouldn't you?" she muttered to herself as she brought another round of watered-down ales to a rowdy table.
Making her way back to the counter, she closed her eyes and tried to ignore the explosions of yelling, rude laughter, and general cacophony. So when the door slammed open, she didn't really make an effort to look up.
It was only until several gold coin spilled onto the deeply marred wood that she bothered to direct her gaze upward...
A pale...her mind raced for the word, and finally arrived at "God". Yes, a pale god stood in front of her, silver hair trailing in a river down his back, and crimson eyes flashing softly in the dim light. He was dressed in fine clothes, though they looked like they had seen better days...maybe fifty years ago. Despite her inner shock, her expression stayed stubbornly unimpressed.
"What'll you be wanting? Ale? Whisky? Rum? I got some Ouzo an' Retsina if you want somethin' more exotic..."
Joker seemed to consider his words carefully. "Actually, m'lady.." he leered at her a bit, revealing teeth that she thought looked more than usually dangerous, "I was mer'ly goin' ta inquire about direc-" His words were cut off by another slamming of the door, and more footsteps. The man's physique blocked the rather small bar-maid's view, but they sounded as if they were making their way over to the bar.
"Joker," began the one, in a voice that triggered her attention, "Why exactly did we need the most crowded bar on the island again?..."
The statuesque man turned around, and revealed his companions. As she saw them, and they saw her, a mutual silence passed among the small group. Finally, the one known as "Joker" spoke.
"Arrr...ya' know this wench?"
At that, his companions stiffened with shock. They looked nervously over to the other side of the counter, where stood their friend. Their friend who was turning purple.
"Wench!? WENCH?!" She squealed, brandishing a couple smeared glass mugs at him. She found the clawed hands of Joker's other companion pinning down her hands.
"Trust me, Mir," he muttered, "You don't want to mess with this guy."
But the vampire was merely amused, her display of righteous violence a sight not unfamiliar to his eyes.
"Anyways," he continued, "I wanted ta know where I might be ables ta find, err..."
He stopped. The girl had begun gnawing on his arm. Starbuck had long ceased to be effective in curbing her violence, and Fenix was stuck somewhere between laughing his head off and trying not to let Joker see him laughing his head off.
The vampire mused. She was biting him. It was usually the other way around in these sorts of things. Briefly, she looked up.
"Apologize!" she commanded, giving him a particularly nasty nip.
Joker stepped back, easily detaching her jaws from his arm. "Come on, mateys...I don't think this is the right bar fer my plan."
"Hey!" She screamed, drawing the attention of the entire bar, "You never said sorry!"
Then, with a much sweeter tone, and even a smile, "Bye bye, guys! See you some other time when you're not playing pirates!"
(OOC: I hope I didn't butcher you, Joker! I seem to be much less competant at piratey dialogue than I remember. Mir wanted in on the fun, but didn't want to get blowed up. I hope I wasn't out of line posting her little cameo. ^_^ ))
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Erdwan, I'm assuming you mean the ships that have set there because some of us have moved toward the island and are pretty far away from eachother.Anyway, good post.Now I wait for someone to post something that I can actually respond too.While I wait, which may be a long time from the way things are going, I finally got something to do.Read the military works of Sun Tzu,Vegetius,De Saxe,Fredrick, and Napolean.Which is gonna take a while.
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