(no subject)

[bwaaaaaaaaaahh.livejournal.com]

AAAAAAAAAAARRR, YO!!

Aye, Neku, Shiki! Git yerselves up n' listen, yo! ...Arrr! Yar?

We got ter be buildin' a boat if'n we wanna beat out these wimpy little landlubbers ter th' riches, mates!!

All y'all be meetin' me down in' th' kitchen as soon as yer ready!! Hustle, now! Shake yo' booties!!

AND!!

CREEPY GUY WIT' THE STICKS! YAR! Y'ALL IS GONNA GET A MIGHTY GREAT BEAT-DOWN IN THE WATER, YE HEAR?! [Hibari, that means you.]

(no subject)

[cloakand_danger]

[Yuan is pacing outside near the castle, muttering to himself in atrocious grammar and a faintly Irish accent. Instead of his usual cloak, he's wearing a long blue coat with gold trim, and a red vest with similar decoration underneath. A red bandanna covers his hair.]

This be nonsense, Belladonna. What kind of fool pirate would hate water? ...I'll be havin' none of it. We'll build a ship like the rest, aye, and gather us a hearty crew to sail it.

[The Bellossom on his shoulder seems to think this is a marvelous game, and pipes up cheerfully.] Bell bell~!

[He smiles wickedly at her.] We'd best start lookin', then, lovely.

JOIN HER CREW OR WALK THE PLANK

[misa-approves.livejournal.com]

[She is walking back from the city after a late night on the town when something feels ...different, something in the air. Misa shivers from the chill against her leg. Something feels like change.

And the need for rum. And plunder.

Though she passes the duck pond, she stops, looking past the green bird on her shoulder to see the water shine in the moonlight. A duck quakes, startled by the look in her one eye.

Yes, this was it. This was her true destiny.

Her wooden leg sinks in the deep soil, but she plants her flag firmly. A white skull with a pink heart flies true.

This pond will be Misa Amane's]

It be totally simple. Control the sea and ye control the land!

This pond be mine. Join me crew and sail the only waters this stupid place be havin'! Follow Captain Misa and all the gold and cool stuff be yours!

[and you hear the metallic sound of a sword pulled from a sheath]

Who's with me?!


[OOC: dskhg I hope it's time for this plot lmfao. PLEASE JOIN HER CREW. THE MORE OPEN THE BETTER. I must crash for work, but I will tag back tomorrow!]

and you may find yourself in another part of the world...!

[toolshedarsenal.livejournal.com]

[one minute, he was walking through the woods along the edge of Tashmore Lake, on his way back to the cabin ... and then ...

... well, that's certainly not his cabin, it's a ruddy great castle. but it looks as good a place as any to start digging. lucky he's got that shovel slung over his shoulder - and he hasn't noticed that his black felt farmer's hat has transformed itself into something with a much broader brim and a lot of ostrich feathers. strides over to the edge of the castle gardens and proceeds to start digging for buried treasure, humming a little to himself. every now and then he'll stop and mutter to the air:]

No, no, no, belay that, Mister Shooter, we don't be wantin' no more holes than needs be dug! ... Mister Rainey, ye be talkin' utter nonsense, as per usual. 'Course this is perfec'ly normal. Call me daft one more time an' Mister Shooter'll be gettin' yer share o' th' plunder...

[and he's just going to keep right on digging and arguing with himself until someone interrupts him]

(no subject)

[darkevangel.livejournal.com]

[floating above the castle, looking out upon all the land stretched before it... and the duck pond.... one little vampire girl, clad in an all-black pirate outfit, complete with large floppy pirate hat and cutlass, grins wildly, the wind whipping her coat and hair]

ALL RIGHT, all ye landlubbers! [dictated into her journal, obviously]I claim all of Paradisa in the name of the Vampire Pirates! Arr!

Yer all either with me, or against me! Who be joinin' my crew?

Ken, yer in whether you like it or not.

04 YAY PIRATES

[lostblacksouls.livejournal.com]

What a pleasant evenin'. How I wish me little sister were here t' enjoy it with me.

[There's a loud squawking sound, and then a deep chuckle.]

There, thar, Ranmao. There's no need t' fret. We'll find t' treaaye ourselves, even if t' Marines think they can stop us. We aren't as weak as we may seem.




So? whar be t' treaaye anyway?

[The parrot squawks, "Brother be scary! Brother be scary!"]


[ooc: Open Post. He's by the pond.]

58

[iknowhowtogetit.livejournal.com]

[a pause, a sigh, and a tone that doubts the sanity of the castle yet again.]

If anything, it's kind of like home.

(no subject)

[farnese.livejournal.com]

[the journal is picking up what seems to be a conversation between Farnese and some very confused townsperson]

Must I explain it to ye again? A boat, I say, a boat!

But miss, there isn't anywhere around here for miles where you could sail something like tha--

Shut yer lily-livered mouth! Get me a boat by the morning or I'll make ye walk the plank, bucko.

Y-yes, of course, I'm very sorry.

Tha's more like it. Perhaps ye'll live to see another day after all.

[ooc: Green is Farnese wlkjwke watch out guys, she might set your boats on fire ... also, open if you want to run into her, she's in town harassing some guy in front of a shop]

[ 7 ]

[need-to-rule-it.livejournal.com]

[you thought he was dramatic and awesome as an evil mastermind? You should see him as a pirate!]

Yaaarharharhaar!!

[metal sword-drawing sound!]

Ahoy! There be a whole castle and city ripe for the plunderin,' and I mean to take it all!

Join me in the street, all ye scallywags looking to become great men o' fortune, or step aside and tuck yer tails against yer bellies!

I be Billy the Blackhearted, and--with or without nary a crew--I take what I will from this landlocked hellhole!

[glass breaking]


((ooc: Open post! Mod approved, more info [here]))

(no subject)

[progeny.livejournal.com]

[The journal picks up up a bit of rustling, followed by the next bit said excitedly]

Shiver me timbers!

[it also picks up a kitten meowing shortly after]

.. Ah, no, Kuro-chan! Parrots aren't supposed to meow! This going to be really tricky, I don't think you can make parrot noises.. [a thoughtful noise] I wonder if I can still be a pirate if I don't have a parrot? But I don't have an eyepatch or a ship either..

What am I going to do?

[ooc; Kotarou.. isn't affected obviously. He thinks it's a fun game though]

(no subject)

[likesneedles.livejournal.com]

Pirates? Did it really need to be pirates, castle?

Briar, please tell me you're all right, at least.

Vision: Piracy

[chasingvisions.livejournal.com]

Avast, Dennis the second! I found the perfect place to bury my booty!

[parrot chirps] Bury the booty! Bury the booty!

Aye, matey! Now keep yer beak sealed while I grab a shovel.

♣ 11

[professionaldefibrillist]

[Arrrrrrrgh. Kutner is one of the few that's been effected by the whole pirating thing. In response, he's digging a giant hole in the middle of the field. He's searching for treasure. No, really, he is. If you catch a glimpse at the map that's he's got taped to his shovel, it's makes that very clear. He's also got a parrot sitting on his shoulders, whistling, squawking, and occasionally getting a few words in there]

SQUAWK! Fire the guns, fire the guns.

Arrr, keep your voice down, Penny. We don't want any of those land lubbers wanderin' by and tryin' to steal me treasure. Now just keep your nose down and get back to work!

[and then there's more sounds of shovel hitting dirt, as well as parrot whistling. Feel free to ask him what he thinks he's doing]

[Open via journal or in person.]

(no subject)

[the-law-won.livejournal.com]

[dictated casually]

Hoooo, now this is interesting. It looks like the whole castle's turned to piracy. Or at least most of it.

Of course, I'm not feeling any different at all. Must be because I was already a pirate, hm?

Wonder how long this will all last, though. Longer than a day and I might have to gather my own crew. [a small laugh] I wonder how Mr. Touchdown would take to that?

9th mojito

[likedollclothes.livejournal.com]

Pirates, huh? That's gotta be one for the books.

[There is a Sam Axe in your kitchen, Paradisa, and he's not effected by the whole pirate thing at the moment. He was just looking to fix himself some breakfast, and at the moment he's pouring himself a cup of coffee]

You know, I dealt with pirates -- real ones -- when I was in the SEALs. Those guys can be some scary sons of bitches. [a bit of pause as he takes a long sip of his coffee before there's a bit of a fond noise]

Huh. That kind of tasted like --

[and then comes the THUNK! as Sam hits the floor]


[So poor Sam is not a pirate, but since his loss is his tolerance for alcohol, I decided to be mean to him and have all his liquids turn to rum. So there is an unconscious ex-spy in your kitchen. Have fun with him.]

98th feather

[dafiteison.livejournal.com]

[Parrot chittering here. Yep, Pit got the short end of the pirate stick because why not fffffff]

Hi friends, hi friends!

[whistling cheerfully] Find any booticus~? ♫

[011]

[asitcouldbe.livejournal.com]

Why pirates?

... On second thought, it's probably stupid to ask why anything here, isn't it.

006 † all about the he said, she said

[verymature]

( [Sam & Castiel] )

(ooc: Backdated to directly after this.)

008

[thirdturk.livejournal.com]

...it's over now.

[Ah, the blessings of being able to shut your mouth. If you wanted to find him, he's out on the town, looking for...things. Strategic locations. He stops at a bench after awhile, journal open beside him. There's some thinking noises for a second, and...]

( Excella )

[Now he'll just sit there for a bit, thinking things over.]

doce

[ofthegiant.livejournal.com]

[dictated]

...Argh.

.012

[my-six-hearts.livejournal.com]

yarr.

avast. avast.

...where be I? what when i dont remember

ahoy?

Did I be euthanized?

Shiver me timbers.


((ooc: guess who's baaaaack. Open post as always))

018

[needsnoblade.livejournal.com]

[once he's figured out what's going on, Thors is amused. just a little. he's sitting by the duck pond, chillaxin, carving little wooden figurines with a knife. feel free to bother him.]

Pirates, hm? I suppose we're all lucky that the bulk of you don't spend your time in this way regularly.

Please, try not to hassle the ducks with... whatever you're doing out here.

fang's blog you are visitor #005

[darkndetermined.livejournal.com]

[written]

Well fair Paradisa it seems some of you have lost your minds once again. This time instead of not being sure of who you are? You're all pirates. It's a nice change, except I seem to be missing a fair amount of my belongings.

So if anyone, when this is over, would like to return my things?

- a laptop
- an iPod
- four black t-shirts
- dvd of the movie Die With Difficulty


So until then, I'll keep an eye out for all of you. Remember, citrus is your friend. Scurvy isn't fun for anyone.

Keep Flying -

Fang

034

[lilblackdevil.livejournal.com]

Heheheh! Them fools, thinkin' they could outwit the Black Dev'l herself?

Chu! Pikachu! [snaps a salute with a mini shovel]

Yeah, we'll show 'em! This is gonna be the hunt that'll go down'na history! Silly landlubbers won't find nothin'!

[with that declared, Hartmann and her Pikachu are off, dumping mountains of waste that had previously been occupying her room burying treasure about the castle grounds. Feel free to come across them digging, or find something they've buried~ (it could be valuable, if you're lucky)]

[Fifth hand | Audio] Piratical Themes

[purep4zaak.livejournal.com]

Why did it have to be pirates?

♫ 07. [pirate's life for me]

[musical-phantom.livejournal.com]

[erik -- clad in his typical black cape and not-so-typical pirate hat -- is wandering around outside, a bottle of rum -- yes, rum -- in one hand; and every so often he'll take a long swig from it and his walk will become that much more of a swagger. he also happens to be dragging a large sack-like thing behind him, which is made slightly difficult by the fact that his left hand is a hook. as if he weren't already disfigured enough.]

♪ We pillage, we plunder, we rifle and loot; drink up me hearties, yo ho...♪

[... yes, he's singing as well. what else would an opera ghost-turned-pirate be doing, hmm?]

Arr, this be a fine place to bury me treasure. [he stops, dropping the bag and downing the rest of his rum before throwing the bottle over his shoulder.]

Cursed be the one who dares disturb what belongs to Erik, Phantom of the High Seas. [glares around suspiciously before dragging a shovel out of the sack and beginning to dig, continuing to sing to himself.]

(no subject)

[ohburned.livejournal.com]

Why did it have to be pirates?

♣ 014] just a tip

[verydistinctive.livejournal.com]

Those of you not [grumble] pirates? I'd advise that you sniff what you're about to drink first.

I mean, that's just common sense. A sentient castle that provides you with whatever you ask for? You check what that is before you drink or eat it.

(no subject)

[true-superboy.livejournal.com]

( Private )

® .049. this be typical of yer ways then?

[banished_dame]

Where be that scoundrel York?

I be off to make me a great, grand ship to sail into that deep, blue duck pond. Thought maybe it'd be best I find me'self a matey for this.

ten meatbuns

[recklesskitty.livejournal.com]

Nyaaarrr? Arrr-nya? Shiver Tao's timbers nya~

What's with that nya? Everyone is talking funny, and all these NYARRRRs have been interrupting my naps all day.

Nyoho, but that's okay. Parapara must have decided to serve everyone lunch nyow~? Tao doesn't know what's up with all this AARRRRR-NYA stuff, but all these birds around must mean it's mealtime for hungry kitties and Kakas nya.~ And Tao is starving.

Twenty Two

[thelabking.livejournal.com]

[Hodgins is standing outside, breathing in the apparently salty sea air. ON his shoulder is his pet Meganeura, and his right leg is now a peg-leg]

Aye, Gooodman. Today is a good day to die. Avast, magic journal. I'm Captain Jack Hodgins and I'll be takin' your booty by force.

» twelve bursts of speed «

[quicksilverfast.livejournal.com]

Arrrr, me mateys! I be the Dread Pirate Tommy, and you best be warned I'll be divestin' ya of all ye vittles iffen they not be nailed down. Why, d'ye ask? Because I be a speedy pirate, o'course!

Yo, ho, yo ho, a pirate's life for me...

Speakin'a which, I'm hungry. Best be off again!

026. yo ho ho

[thruppitybits.livejournal.com]

[Peri is down in the lobby of the castle, surrounded by several barrels of rum, a small table and a large number of tankards. she believes she's a bar wench, and the castle was only too happy to oblige her with the necessary items to be so. she also looks very ... wenchlike. low-cut blouse, corset, skirts in tatters, the whole deal. she's currently sitting on the table, polishing on of the tankards with a dirty rag]

Can I interest any of ye gentlemen in a spot of rum? Carousin' and plunderin' and doin' ye pirate things can make a man awful thirsty-like. I've got just the thing for ye down in the lobby ... cold ale to quench ye thirst and some other distractions mebbe.

[intentional cleavage shot]

((open post! come get yer free rum n' ale here, folks, and appreciate Peri's ample assets. lawl I suck at this))

the sixteenth

[exhikki.livejournal.com]

[at a bar counter is he, drinking from a mug of rum and mumbling to no one in particular. Chiba is a horrible drunk. It might have to do with how he's never been exposed to this much alcohol before. You see that eyepatch? Maybe he took his own eye out with that hook. Or maybe the eyepatch is there to protect him from the hook, who knows]

Feh, scallywags runnin' ever'ywhere, thinkin' they know what they're doin'. Half never stepped on a ship before, I say. What a sight it'll be, when those little paper boats sink to the bottom of that joke of a pond.

Oi, stop eatin' from me plate, stupid bird.

[in response to that, his newly-acquired parakeet jumps away, fluttering up to his shoulder]

(no subject)

[lessthanstelar.livejournal.com]

Rrrawk! We be downloadin' illegal files!

Fifth verse

[purespoony.livejournal.com]

[You can hear the recorded sound of someone splashing water frantically frantically with both legs and hands]

Help! Help! I be drowin' in the high pond waters! I cannot swim through these waters!

Please, help! I don't wish to be sinkin' down to Davy Jones locker! Help! ...Argh!

[Come outside to find Edward sitting/laying, flailing around in the shallow end of the duck pond, where the water is roughly 2 to 3 inches high. ]

027 ϟ it's fine. i swear

[not_myfirstday]

It's like a frozen margarita.

Sorta.

Page 46; keysmash

[chosenfake.livejournal.com]

What's everyone saying? Why are there people making cardboard boats? Why are they burying random stuff?

And what the hell is a pirate?!

(no subject)

[shutupfatass.livejournal.com]

Okay, I was really trying to ignore this, and was hoping it would just stop with the first person who started it. ... But... why is everyone going along with this? Seriously, what the fuck is the point of this? Someone please explain to me, because I really just don't get it.

004

[domeanthings.livejournal.com]

Arr. Ahoy there. Shiver me timbers.

Yeah, I think I got that crap out of my system. Honestly, all I want to know:

Who got stuck with the worst hat? Because I think this thing's in the running. Maybe we can get a bonfire going for them...somehow, I don't think the whole walking the plank shtick would work here.

(no subject)

[mouthiness.livejournal.com]

[The wonderful sound of duct tape being ripped then wings flapping and a screech from Deadpool's castle provided macaw He's somewhere outside in view of the duck pond, trying to build a ship. It's not looking too good.]

Ar, calm yourself B.B. It just be the wonders of duct tape. The best tape in the seven seas! We build a ship with it somehow, find a wench to take along, then plunder anything we come across. S'What pirates do. Ar, a shame I have no idea how to build a ship, but we'll see. Just don't poop on my fancy pirate duds or I be having bird for dinner.


((Deadpool's fancy pirate duds. And yup. Open post. :D ))

(no subject)

[sofaultless.livejournal.com]

If there was anything I wasn't interested in waking up to, I believe this would be it –– people running around like idiots, suffering under delusions, playing with boats and filthy animals and the like.

Fortunately, I'm not among your ranks.

You realize pirates are criminals, don't you? That's hardly a laughing matter. In fact, back home, we deal with pirates efficiently. We overpower their rudimentary ships and weapons with swift, decisive attacks that leave them to drown at sea. It's almost funny to watch them; it's quite obvious that the last thing they're thinking is that they never should have dared to engage the illustrious Fire Nation Navy.

Sometimes they scream.

I think it's funny.

☼ 21

[lionise.livejournal.com]

[the clatter of dropped shovels can be heard, followed by an aggravated noise]

Arrrr! This not be where we buried the booty, Ryoki!

[a snort] What're ye ranting about now, Cagalli? O course it be. I remember the place meself!

I told ye afore; it be Cap'n Athha! [squawk] Cap'n Athha! Cap'n Athha!

[annoyed sigh] Aye, Cap'n Athha. This be the place! I be sure o it.

Yer eyepatch be on too tight, ye scallywag! There be no place to dig!

[long pause] Maybe in be inside! [sound of a shovel being picked up]

Then get diggin'! Get diggin'! Get diggin'! [squawk]

[OOC: Red's Ryoki, Orange is Cagalli, Green's Cagalli's parrot. They're currently blocking the fridge in the kitchen, shovels in hand, ready to dig! Ryoki's lemur is also leaping about. Feel free to bother~]

(no subject)

[staggeringego.livejournal.com]

Avast boys! Hurry along ye lily livered Jacks. We've got treasures about that need plundering.

booty grab~

[hyper-thief.livejournal.com]

[ooc;; mun is totally late to the party, wut?  I'll have two cute rikku!pirate icons once PS4 loads so I can crops them and such.  Plus, with mun's approval, Rikku will be throwing random bombs at the other cardboard boats, to destroy competition.  If you want your charrie's boat to be one of them, okay!  Rikku will fight them, by pushing them in the water~  And Rouge-mun!  I totally forgot about pirate plot, so... I'll make the "omgwheresmysphere" post tomorrow~]

Ahoy, come har me right hand men, argh! Aye, I want t' make a huge, grand ol' ship and blow da other boats up!!  Fiendish mongruels!  Get ready t' meet your maker!  Ye'll ne'er get me buried booty! [And have some explosions recorded through the journals as she throws two bombs into the water.  And a crazy cackle.]

(no subject)

[senpaiiii.livejournal.com]

[while everyone else is claiming the duck pond, Tobi is in the indoor pool. one might notice him standing in a plastic basin with a broomstick for a mast sticking out of it. it's wobbling something fierce as he attempts to remain upright and not 'capsize' his 'boat.'

why yes, he does have an eyepatch on outside of his mask, and a parrot perched on his head.]

Avast! I can see the shore from here! Paddle faster, ye landlubbin' scalleywag!!

H-Hey, we're taking on water! What are you doing?!

Faster, faster!!

[his first mate - a teddy bear with an eyepatch - doesn't make for a very good rowman :|]

Entrée de Journal Quinze: Coming to your rescue

[malfoy-purity.livejournal.com]

[Clad in the customary leather britches and flowing buccaneer open shirt, Draco hefts his sword back into his sash belt.

Spying his unsuspecting target he jumps from the tree and tears across the grass. Passers by may notice the demented blond grabbing the poor herbologist and placing his hand over his mouth. ]

Shhhh, I'm here to rescue you.

(no subject)

[itwas-abigdog.livejournal.com]

Who: Batman & the woods
What: Fresh from a canon update the Batpod screeches into the woods
When: Late Saturday Night
Where: The Woods
Rating: PG

( Returning as the Villain in this story... )

♞ thirty-first batsignal

[itwas-abigdog.livejournal.com]

( Clark )

Service 003 - Enemies

[broken-barrier.livejournal.com]

[It's a late night. Shannon, naturally, can't sleep. She hasn't really slept well at all since Kanon showed up. The journal has clicked open by accident. Her voice is quiet, low, as if she's trying not to wake someone up.]

... I don't want him here. He's a fool, to pretend not to know what happened.

[She sighs deeply, her voice getting muffled as she buries her face into her knees.]

I lost everything because of him...

[[OOC: So, Shannon's been keeping a low profile due to Kanon arriving and flipping her emo/trauma swicth. 8D; Feel free to notice.]]