Pirate Ship Mafia [Concluded]
Night 0
The dawn bell did not have a chance to ring on the Presence this morning. Everyone was aroused far earlier, courtesy of the piercing scream of one of the ship's watchstanders. Naturally, the crew was a bit annoyed, but they were too hung over and sleepy to overtly grumble. However, they were quickly shaken out of their stupor upon the sight that greeted them: Their captain, the same man that brainstormed the wildly successful attack on Charleston - dead, with a British flag painted on his chest.
Quickly, the men started cursing. There was no quicker cure for a terrible hangover than a terrible shock to the system, after all. Eventually, cursing turned into shouting, and shouting turned into drawn cutlasses. Surely, the British agents could have sat back and just watched as the crew sliced each other to pieces, but it was not to be.
"No!" one able seaman cried, one who had shown barely enough intelligence to carry a broom and sweep it in the past. Surprised by his own bravery, he continued on. "This be just what the scumbucket scallywags want us to do! Nay, I'll not see our haul be put in danger just because of a bit o' adversity! We be needin' to organize! We be needin' to elect a new Captain. It's just what the old man would've wanted us to do!"
Ashamed by itself (and still a bit shocked that their fellow sailor had been able to not only form an intelligent thought but eloquate it as well), the crowd slowly fell silent in agreement. He was right, after all. The Presence was under attack, and everybody worth their salt knew that a ship in battle without a captain was a ship soon to be sunk, or worse.
The Stewards and Watchstanders, currently the senior officers on the ship, started counting votes. Since the majority of the pirates were illiterate, they each swore oaths to be true with their counts, to the best of their knowledge.
"Now remember gents," one said, "if ye be elected Captain, it be yer prerogative to appoint a First Mate and Quartermaster, and replace them at will. Ye also be gettin' a set salary o' 15 pieces of treasure per day. Ye forfeit yer vote, except in the instance of a tie where you and yer officers have tiebreakin' authority. Should the three of ye be deadlocked still, then ye have final say over who walks the plank. Any questions, the lot o' ye?"
A resounding "nay" came out from the crowd.
"Good," said the man. "THEN GET VOTIN', YE RUSTY SCUPPERS, AND DON'T TAKE ALL DAY EITHER! THERE'S STILL WORK TO BE DONE!"
The men scurried every which way. The fight for the Presence was on.
OOC: It is now Day 1. As stated above, your only task today is to vote for a Captain. Votes must be lodged in the following way:
Select: GeneralHankerchief
Vote changes must be made like so:
Unselect: GeneralHankerchief
Select: TosaInu
You will be rewarded 3 pieces of treasure for lodging a legal vote. Voting will last until 12:01 PM, Wednesday September 30th, US Eastern time. Not all rounds will be this long, but as this is the very phase exceptions will be made.
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Micheal D'Anjou
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