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Let the battle commence!!!!
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Signature Compliments of Senior Officer Mia Lightning
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Jane (the Lord and Master's sister)
As I sit behind a rock and watch as these two traitorous wenches about to meet each other and devise a plan to take down the Lord and Master but more importantly, my brother. I can't help but wonder why? Why would they do this to John? He is more than a Master to me, he is my brother and I have known him all my life. My brother would love to know about these plans they have, yet they do not realize they shall never succeed in this plot! For I am the sister of the Master and his traitorous wife and first officer shall get what they deserve!
I hear Meg call out, "Who's there?" I hope they have not spotted me! I know I shall die and be lost to the sea forever if I am found. I watch as Kani kills a giant crab. She is good with the cutlass and I think of how she would also kill me just as swiftly if she knew what I was about to do. I move in a little closer, I see glints of light here and there as they move in closer to one another. They are prepared to take on anyone that threatens this mutiny they are planning against my brother. A part of me can't help but wonder. . . should I join them or should I go now and tell John of this secret meeting? I decide to lie in wait a while longer and see how this meeting progresses. I know the Lord and Master has decided he is King of the Sea and no one can match his knowledge nor experience but he is mistaken. For there are plenty more that have seen and done more then he. I fear that if he continues with this arrogant attitude of his much longer, everyone shall be after him and not just the wenches! |
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Meghan Plunderette
Steel . . . the glint of cold steel sat just outside of my peripheral vision.
I froze . . . it wasn't one of those accursed crabs . . . but something else . . . someone else! My mind forgot about the roasting crab wrapped in wet leaves entirely. The feel of the sand scratching against my feet as I moved for cover and called into the darkness . . . "Who's there? I'm armed . . . I'm not afraid of you." Maybe a little, but then . . . we never know who will try to cheat us out of who these days do we? The king's men are thiefs . . . the pirates are thiefs . . . the world is full of stealing cutthroats all wielding different titles . . . one can never be too careful. Was it one or two . . . her attention seemed broken. She hissed into the air, "Traitors and fiends . . . or friends . . . show yourself so we may cross steel or words!" |
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John...the Lord and Master
Inside a tavern on Tortuga sits a man surrounded by several scantily clad women. He is a young man but is old of mind. His eyes are set deep with thought and dark they be. He sits in this tavern knowing what is about to transpire against him and he knows the plan he has had from the beginning will finally be set in motion. His crew is a fine bunch of lads and lasses but are becoming too secretive for his liking. And now the hammer of his wrath must fall!
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