Pirates of the Caribbean: At World's End

Started by mycoreisdark6 pages

{then you should have said so, should have made your posts clearer and I think it would too confusing anyway . you could change his name and a few traits.}

{Alright, that's it. I'm taking the helm until ESB gets back, I hate it when good rps die out.}

Tia Dalma walked behind everyone as they filed out of her cabin and into the boat. She stood, like a shadow, in the doorway, the dim light coming from behind her making most of her very difficult to see properly. ''Set course for Tortuga... dere you may fin' someboday who may be of help to you.'' As she turned to go back into her cabin, the light caught her face and she seemed to have a mysterious smirk on her face.

(Actually you can't take the helm of anything. You have to ask ESB if you can take control and wait for it. After all it was his idea. And if he doesn't answer take it up with the mod of this forums which is Ushgarak and he'll decide. If he says it's okay then you can go ahead otherwise you can't just barge in and take over somebody else's idea. Make your own idea and have people decide if they want to join up, if you get no interest start brainstorming to get people's interest. But just stealing somebody else's idea is just wrong)

(I'm behind Miracle on this one...ask ESB...)

{oh, indeed, I agree, and I will contact both of them. However, doesn't it just irritate you when people don't finish what they've started?}

(Yes it does but as a role player not a host you dont have a right to just take over an rpg because you think its a good idea...)

[Alright, everybody, I have just spoken with ESB and it seems that he is no longer interested in controlling this rp. He said I could control it, but.... I don't really want to play all those characters by myself, so if any of you wish to take them, just let me know.}

(Very good, just assign them yourself if you want. ESB is a very good friend of mine...which reminds me I should have taken care of something of his..... 😬 )

I'll take Bootstrap and Beckett, Jack however, I don't want. I think we should share, or one of you can have him, just remember to make him strangely wonderful!! lol. Davy is up for grabs, anyone?

Alright, so anyway, let's get a move on, shall we?

Ok...well lets do this. 🙂

Originally posted by mycoreisdark
{Alright, that's it. I'm taking the helm until ESB gets back, I hate it when good rps die out.}

Tia Dalma walked behind everyone as they filed out of her cabin and into the boat. She stood, like a shadow, in the doorway, the dim light coming from behind her making most of her very difficult to see properly. ''Set course for Tortuga... dere you may fin' someboday who may be of help to you.'' As she turned to go back into her cabin, the light caught her face and she seemed to have a mysterious smirk on her face.

(That was the last post)

Elizabeth looked at Tia Dalma and just nodded to her words. She only waited for the others to board the boat to make their way back to Tortuga.

- "You heard Tia Dalma, let's go" - Elizabeth said.

Meanwhile in Tortuga, Jourdanna Sparrow was sitting in the local tavern and sipping at a small mug of rum. She was probably the only one who wasn't dead drunk and she sat there, merely watching the inhabitants of the bar. It wasn't long until a drunk young sailor approached her table with a cheeky smile on.
"Scuse me honey,..."
While he was finishing his rather vulgar sentence, Jourdanna stood up and unsheathed her sword. In moments, she was standing with her swordtip at the young man's throat.

"Excuse me sir?Would you care to share that again?" Jourdie smirked as she saw the anger in the man's eyes.

"Why, you little tra--'' He began to say as he pulled out his sword. His sentence however, was cut short when the two swords clashed. At the sound of the metallic clank, all hell broke out in the pub and guns fired and more swords clanked.
In a few short steps, Jourdanna had the sailor against a wall with her blade against his neck when , her hat was knocked to the ground. Being sentimentally attached to her hat, she went after it frantically and as she did so, the sailor prepared to perform a suprise attack. It was then that a rum bottle came flying across the tavern and konked the sailor on the head, knocking him unconcious.
"Oh," Jourdie chuckled as she stood back up, her hat now in it's rightful place ontop of her head. "Tough luck, mate." she laughed and began to walk out of the frantic pub. While on her way out, she passed by a few coins sitting on the bar counter. She nonchalantly pocketted the coins, exited the pub and made on her merry way down the busy Tortuga street.

Luo watched as everyone loaded into the boats, nodding to one of his fellow crewmates as they rowed slowly through the dark swamps that surrounded Tia Dalma's hut.

Jourdanna made her way to the docks of Tortuga for some peace and quiet. This was her favourite place when she wasn't working aboard a ship. She loved the sound of the sea more than anything, but had been out of a sailing job for months, thus postponing her search for her father. Jourdie was the daughter of the infamous Captain Jack Sparrow, though only few knew it. Her mother had been a Tortugan barmaid who had taken a liking to the Captain and spent a night with him. Jack, being the pirate he was, couldn't stay and left the next morning. This is what her mother had told her, but then again, her mother wasn't the most trustworty person in the world. Her mother, who wasn't really the mother-type at all, had run off with some sailor only months ago and had left without a trace. In Jourdie's mind however, this was all for the better. She had always done whatever she wanted, regardless of the consequences, but now she was entirely free of someone who could scold her.

These swamps had always given Luo a feeling of ill ease, there was something about the place where Tia lived that gave him a feeling that something wasn't right in the world...

The harbor was quiet tonight, just the sound of the sea, and a bell ringing over the water. The drunken taverns and streets of the town were muffled by the sounds of the harbor, and all was rather peaceful here. Jourdanna found herself a spot on the edge of a dock, pulled her boots off, plopped down and let her feet dangle in the water. She leaned against a crate and pulled her hat down low on her brow. How extraordinarily like her father she looked as she sat there, completely relaxed as if time had stopped.

{Should we have it so you guys just arrived in the harbor????}

(Yeah let's move along)

Long hours of rowing finally paid off when the boat reached the Tortuga harbor. Elizabeth got off the boat and looked around.

- "Well that's enough time i'm willing to spend on a lifeboat ever again" - Elizabeth said as she looked over the docks and saw a familiar shape though she dismised it when the figure revealed a woman. She looked a lot like Jack Sparrow but then it was probably her mind playing tricks to her for all the exhausting voyage and lack of water to drink.

Jourdanna looked up at the sound of a small boat and some feet hitting another dock. She searched the darkness untill she came across a little lifeboat with people filing out of it and onto the dock. These people had obviously not been in a wreck, possibly an abbandonning of a ship, but something about them was strange and intruiging. Jourdanna got up quietly when she saw one,who was infact a woman, had noticed her, and she tiptoed back to the main dock before they had finished tying up their boat. Quite the motley crew, really. A man who stood tall and dignified, a young couple, a bumbling pair of sailors and an older sailor with large sideburns. The latter, with the sideburns, Jourdanna recognized as a drunkard who used to inhabit Tortuga, though she did not know him.
Jourdanna sunk into the shadows as they approached. She wanted to get to know these strange people a little before she introduced herself.

- "I think Tia Dalma forgot to mention how we are going to get a hold of a ship. Without one how are we supposed to get to Jack and the Black Pearl?" - Elizabeth asked realizing the difficult situation they were in at the moment.