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[GeneralHankerchief]

Post 565 of main thread.

Day 2

As would be expected on a pirate ship where heavy drinking was not just a custom, but a tradition, the discussion over who should walk the plank was very animated and spirited. Several pirates, seeing the potential for even further profit, started offering their services in various fields ranging from votes to pictures, providing a fine mess for the Captain's staff to sort out.

The biggest shocker of the day is when five sailors stepped forward and owned up to the killing of LittleGrizzly last night. Reaction was mixed, and another, more serious discussion emerged, with the vigilante group in question justifying their actions. Eventually suspicion fell on one of their members, Andres, as he defended himself louder than the rest and some of the Captain's officers cited his lack of being on duty for other things the previous night.

However, the opinion of the Presence was also very much against one woad&fangs, who claimed to be in allegiance with the departed Grizzly. woad, in a last-ditch attempt to save himself, offered some of his own stash of gold to whoever voted for Andres. It closed the margin of votes significantly, but was not enough. A late surge of votes for woad doomed him, and soon Captain Crazed Rabbit summoned him and the rest of the sailors to the decks.

"Well lads, I asked ye to speak, and ye have spoken," the Captain said to his crew. "Let the ship's log record that on this here day at this here hour, by the power vested in me by the crew of the good ship Presence, that I do pronounce woad&fangs guilty of treason." He stepped aside for a moment, and then handed woad a pistol.

"All right, woad, I don't know if ye're the man we be lookin' for or not, but rules be the rules and the rules say you've got to go. As per custom, this be a pistol with one shot. Should ye not find rescue or shelter, use it to take yer own life, and may you find more peace in the afterlife then aboard this here vessel. Do ye understand?"

"I do," said woad, taking the pistol.

"All right," said Captain Rabbit. "To the plank with ye, then."

woad&fangs slowly walked to the foot of the plank, and the stepped on it, taking a long and good look at the horizon, hoping to spot any nearby islands. There were none. A boot interrupted his scouring, and an unexpected woad flailed around madly before toppling into the water. The crowd roared with approval. Captain Rabbit knew how to take care of his men.

"Okay laddies, hopefully this be the end o' things, though I doubt it. To bed with ye, then, and let's hope the count of souls stays the same overnight."

But nobody heard him. A few of the more drunken pirates were taking shots at the submerged woad. Loud cheering was rampant. Finally, the water around him gradually turned red. "A direct hit!" somebody yelled, and the crowd roared.

Sighing, Crazed Rabbit made his way back into the cabin for the night.

Day 2 tally:

woad&fangs: 14 (Sasaki, Yaro, Sigurd, Louis, Andres, DiY, ATPG, Blackadder, slash, TinCow, ricera, White_eyes, atheotes, Reenk)
Andres: 11 (Goat, Kukri, Beskar, khaan, woad, SSNeo, Tratorix, Subotan, taka, Double A, ACIN)

Sasaki Kojiro: 3 (miotas, Joooray, Centurion)
Jolt: 2 (pever, YLC)
A1_Unit: 1 (Lord Winter)
Tratorix: 1 (Chaotix)
Psychonaut: 1 (CountArach)
pevergreen: 1 (Jolt)
White_eyes:D: 1 (shlin28)

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It is now Night 2. Night orders will be taken until Sunday, 10/4, at 12:01 PM US Eastern time.

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Attacked: Centurion1 (n1), LittleGrizzly (n1)

Murdered: LittleGrizzly (n1)

Lynched: woad&fangs

Removed from play: Xehh II

Souls aboard (48):
a completely inoffensive name
A Very Super Market
A1 Unit
Andres
Askthepizzaguy
atheotes
Beefy187
Beskar
Captain Blackadder
Centurion1
Chaotix
CountArach
Crazed Rabbit
Cultured Drizzt Fan
Death is Yonder
Diana Abnoba
DisgruntledGoat
Double A
gibsonsg91921
Iskander 3.1
johnhughthom
Jolt
Joooray
Khazaar
KukriKhan
Lord Winter
Louis VI the Fat
miotas
pevergreen
Psychonaut
Reenk Roink
ricera10
Sasaki Kojiro
scottishranger
Seamus Fermanagh
shlin28
Sigurd
slashandburn
spL1tp3r50naL1ty
SSNeoperestroika
Subotan
taka
TinCow
Tratorix
White_eyes:D
Yaropolk
Yaseikhaan
YLC

[GeneralHankerchief]

Post 605 of main thread.

Night 2

taka was alone and above deck, humming an old shanty to himself. He missed his mother. Dear old mum, always taking care of him and encouraging his peaceful inner nature... he almost thought about staying for a split-second when offered to join the crew of what would become the most bloodthirsty, drunken, and menacing group of pirates in the entire north Atlantic. Poor old mum. He wondered how she was doing now. Maybe after this was over, he would buy his own ship, and sail out to find her, and the two of them could retire together off the loot he had won. On the other hand, he could also blow it entirely on rum and women in the span of two weeks. Decisions, decisions.

He was seized by the shoulders as two hands started dragging him closer to the ship's edge. Snapping out of his nostalgia for his mother and his yearning for rum and women, taka struggled mightily to break free, and he did, eventually scrambling away from his two attackers. Cursing, the two men drew their swords and pursued, chasing taka in circles on the ship for a while. Eventually, however, they started to gain on him. taka, seeing this, dropped on all fours, and the lead pursuer tripped over him, going flying and landing on his other side.

As the first pursuer was struggling to get back on his feet, taka rose, seized his second pursuer by the hair, and brought his skull in contact with the first man's. Both attackers were now out cold, although taka was too dazed to do anything more than go back below deck and drink some more.

atheotes liked to practice his swordplay. During the operations in Charleston, he finally got to live his fantasy and go toe-to-toe with the enemy, holding his own. He was very proud of this and as a result had taken to sharpening his cutlass - sometimes excessively. He hadn't reached the point where his weapon had a name, but many other sailors on board had a wager going on when he would give in and name it. There was also a side wager about what the cutlass would be called, with the lowest odds being "Georgina".

"Hello, atheotes," two men said as they walked up to him. "Care to practice your sword play with us? You never know when you will find yourself at a numerical disadvantage." Both of them drew their own cutlasses as they were saying this, although atheotes was too excited about what they were saying to notice.

"Sure, that sounds great!" he said, drawing his cutlass.

"We thought you would like it," they said. "En garde!"

The three men sparred for a little while, with atheotes' opponents holding back their blows. However, a couple of minutes in, an unseen signal prompted the two men to ramp up their attack significantly. atheotes, taken aback, struggled to compete with the new ferocity that was coming after him. Panting, he tried to tell them to stop.

"Hey, guys, how about going down a notch, eh? I mean, this could really hurt somebody here!"

"That's the idea," said one of them, disarming atheotes and sending him kneeling to the ground in pain. The other lopped off his head.


Deep within the ship's cabins, a man was sleeping, dreaming the sweet dreams of a certain lovely lady. He was roused by a hand pushing his shoulder repeatedly.

"Mmmph... not morning bell until at least 3 hours from now... leeme 'lone..."

"I can't do that," the second man said. "You will wake up and you will listen to me."

"'less you're the captain, not interested," the first man mumbled.

"I have far more authority than the captain," the second man said in a menacing whisper. "I have the power vested in me by the English crown to arrest you, throw you overboard right now, and go after everyone you love and give them an even more horrifying fate."

This finally woke the first man up. He couldn't do this. He may have been a bloodthirsty pirate, but he still had a soft spot for his loved ones.

"What... what do I do?"

"I am offering you a letter of Marque. Accept it, and work with us. Destroy this foolish ship and its crew. Do this and I promise you leniency, plus a well-paying job and the support of the Crown instead of the opposition of it. What say you?"

The first man thought about it for several seconds. "Yes..." he finally said.

"Good," said the second man, already turning around to depart. "Now go back to sleep. I'll be in touch..."


gibsonsg91921 was sitting above deck, drinking some rum quietly. He couldn't sleep, so he figured that a healthy dose of alcohol would do the trick. Of course, it was getting harder and harder to do so. Being a pirate, gibson had achieved a very high tolerance for the substance over the years, so as a result he was rather drunk, but not completely gone to the point where he was about to pass out.

Four men approached him, cutlasses drawn. They did not mince words. Checking to see that his vision was not starting to blur and there were, in fact, four men approaching him, gibson took another swig of his bottle. "What's this all about, eh?" he slurred, with the men only drawing closer to him in response.

Taking one final swig of his rum, gibson finally drew his own cutlass in response and lunged at his attackers. He fought with fantastic bravery, although not particularly much skill, frequently swinging wildly at the air. Eventually, numbers and sobriety took their toll and gibson passed on. He didn't feel a thing.


Eventually the sun finally rose, and Captain Crazed Rabbit walked out of his cabins, shaking his head when he saw all the bodies. In addition to the corpses, there were also the bodies of johnhughthom and YLC, who had apparently gotten in a drunken argument over which wench in Nassau was the best value and took it too far, killing each other. "This be a bad omen if I ever saw one," he muttered to himself, and then proceeded to gather the remaining sailors to roll call.

"Right, laddies," he said, "the situation be growin' ever worse since last night. The attacks have increased, and so has the body count. Looks like ye'll be needin' to do the vote again to determine who walks the plank. Fer yer own sakes, I suggest that ye get this one right."

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It is now Day 3. The round will last until Monday October 5th, 18:00, US Eastern time.

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Attacked: Centurion1 (n1), LittleGrizzly (n1), taka (n2)

Murdered: LittleGrizzly (n1), atheotes (n2), gibsonsg91921 (n2)

Lynched: woad&fangs

Removed from play: Xehh II, johnhughthom, YLC

Souls aboard (44):
a completely inoffensive name
A Very Super Market
A1 Unit
Andres
Askthepizzaguy
Beefy187
Beskar
Captain Blackadder
Centurion1
Chaotix
CountArach
Crazed Rabbit
Cultured Drizzt Fan
Death is Yonder
Diana Abnoba
DisgruntledGoat
Double A
Iskander 3.1
Jolt
Joooray
Khazaar
KukriKhan
Lord Winter
Louis VI the Fat
miotas
pevergreen
Psychonaut
Reenk Roink
ricera10
Sasaki Kojiro
scottishranger
Seamus Fermanagh
shlin28
Sigurd
slashandburn
spL1tp3r50naL1ty
SSNeoperestroika
Subotan
taka
TinCow
Tratorix
White_eyes:D
Yaropolk
Yaseikhaan