forum Pirates in the sky! (Closed for now, but stalking is acceptable)

Started June 15, 2020 by Deleted user

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Jax'll be protective right back

Okay,shall we start? Not everyone has to be here,I'm sure they'll catch up later.

I'm down to start!

I'm also down to start!

Same!!!

Can we set like some rule or something to make sure people don't get left behind? Because I'm not able to be as active as I'd like to be, and i don't want to get left behind

I'm ready!!

I shall make a starter post, in a minute.

Can't say I'll be responding anytime soon because I'm working on something rn and will be heading home tomorrow and the day after

A boy stood on the cliff, the mists swirling around him until he was completely obscured.

Wind drove him closer and closer to the edge. He couldn't see through the fog, it had covered him and the surrounding area completely.

In the night, the ship Chimera flew steadily on, most of it's crew asleep. They'd reach the next port soon, but for now they moved through an eerily quiet sky, where anything could happen at any time, and they'd be none the wiser.

The boy stumbled, unable to find his footing.

Meanwhile, the islands rotated slowly over an earth blackened by factory smoke. The eclipse would arrive soon, and with it nobody knew what could arrive, what horrors they would face.

The ground disappeared beneath him.

Greyness assembled around their ship. A storm was coming, but hopefully they'd make port safely enough.

He fell.

Lio awoke to a low rumble that bounced around the walls of the ship, shaking him to his core. He rolled off his hammock, whacked the boiler a few times with a wrench to see if she still worked.

He rubbed at the layer of grime covering his mirror, trying and finding himself incapable of removing much of the caked on whatever that had built up over the past few years. He needed to shave, or else he'd have to keep up a beard along with the mess of curly greying black locks falling to his shoulders.

For now, he had to make sure his ship was in order, his crew for the most part. The Chimera had bested worse storms than this, he could tell this would be a light summer breeze compared to other tumbles they'd taken. But still. It was good to make sure.

Can't say I'll be responding anytime soon because I'm working on something rn and will be heading home tomorrow and the day after

That's cool dude.

"'Ello Captain," Allison said as she saw Lio walking up to them.

Andre was stumbling with exhaustion still, having only managed to grab short naps during the storm, too focused on keeping the ship from wandering too far off course. His dark hair was still damp, his eyes shadowed with exhaustion. He wiped his face off with a damp rag. "Allison, see if you can make sure that the steering mechanisms are still in one piece. There was gears grinding earlier, and I don't want us to be dead in the water." his voice was hoarse with exhaustion, and he shook his head a little bit.

Steam rose from Rainy's mug as she took a long sip, her eyes perusing a book on regenerative medicine. She'd picked it up from their last port –it was an interesting read. The days of bionic limbs were seemingly far in the past, and soon, humans would be able to regrow limbs with ease. Like lizards. She puffed out her coffee filled cheeks and smiled, lowering the mug and closing the book.

She was in her office, if it could be called such. There was a desk, yes, scuffed dark wood with stains where her mugs so often rested, but also a hammock, where she slept, and a bed, where she treated her crew when they were sick or hurt. Standing, she stretched and headed out to the main deck. Captain Lio and Allison were already awake, even though the sun had just barely peaked in the horizon. She waved at them, tucking hair behind her ears. "Good morning!"

"Top of da morning to ya!" Allison said to Rainy as Allison went to see if the steering mechanics were in one piece.

Shawn was working on his inventions. He had no time to sleep through a storm so why not? He scratched his head, thinking of what to add to a new gun he made. He wanted to put upgrades, but what? He shook his head. This was all easier when I was young He thought, sighing. This was one of his first days on a ship, and he was fond of the ship but it wasn't the best in storms. He leans on his chair, yawning. Maybe he should have gotten some sleep.

(Sorry it's short. I barely have any creativity.)

Even before the rumbling thunder rolled in, Carsyn was awake. From some sort of irritating divine intervention, the mute girl could never rest during a storm. Her hands fiddled with things here and there, attempting to keep busy. She hummed to herself the melodic songs she learned from her sisters. Anything and everything to keep herself from thinking about the storm and thunder. Another rumble coaxed a squeak from the girl's throat, and it wasn't long before she was scurrying towards where she heard the others.

Once her eyes spotted the other, Carsyn approached Rainy on silent and bare feet. A fluttering touch around the girl's arm was her form of a greeting, and she stood just a slight bit closer to her than usual. No matter how many storms they went through, Carsyn would always be afraid. She hated the sound more than anything.

(Divine Irish Potato, Write's character is Rainy, not Steam, and can you please write a little more? One liners are difficult to respond to, especially when everyone else is posting much more than that)

I had a brainfart, my bad

"Morning, Carsyn," she greeted with a gentle smile. She could feel the other girl's fear, but that was no surprise to her. She reached out carefully and placed a hand on her arm. "How are you?"

Allison checked on the steering mechanics. They were in one piece. Allison reported back to Captain Lio.
"All in one piece, 'Aptain," Allison said.

Andre twisted the signet ring, heading over to make himself a cup of coffee. They weren't quite in the clear yet, so he would have to sleep later. The ship came first. He rubbed his jaw, blowing on the coffee to try and cool it down. The ship would be fine for now, and he needed some time out of the storm and out of the thunder to try and reorient himself, gather his wits around him.

"Alright, good morning to you all. Rainy, can you check around the ship to make sure everyone's alright? Shaw, I want you to make some checks on the essential mechanics of the ship. Head down to the engine room, make a fuel check and let off some steam." he waved his arms to direct the crew around the ship. "Andre, keep the ship on course. If the Magnet's going fuzzy don't worry about it, just give it a whack and it'll be set. It hasn't been working the best lately and the compass is a little out of shape, we'll get it replaced soon. Hopefully." Lio made his way up to the metal beams keeping the ship's frame together, the creaking of the hull uncomfortably… creaky. Captain Lio Rose Barrett, master of describing things. It's just that he'd been flying for so long, and as you go along the things you know become ingrained beyond words.

The ship needed more fixing than he'd originally planned for. That would take a chunk out of everyone's paychecks for sure. Well, shit, that would be hard news to break, especially when 'business' hadn't been the best lately.

Tying a piece of cloth around his forehead, Rael moved strands of hair away from his face. It was his first favorite time of the day, morning time which meant one thing, breakfast. Every day he felt the same excited ready energy from the day before. Usually the chief cook woke up at a time that was early for some of the crew, yet it was early enough to get food and utensils ready. He has to make sure that everything is clean and made sure there was enough to make whatever he planned the night before.

For this morning, he decided to make porridge that he used to have growing using whatever ingredients was in the inventory. On the side is of course biscuits and everyone gets a small bowl of beans. Rael was thinking of using some of the fruit that he's managed to keep cool, but he decided to possibly save for dinner or the next day. There was some ale for the crew to drink as well; the crew would have to get a glass of it themselves though.

As the oven made a little ding, he went from the window to the counter with some mittens. The man was very careful with things like the burner and the oven, he didn't want to get another burn. Covering his hands with the mittens, Rael slowly pulled each tray out then set it on the counter. He threw the mittens to the side before staring down at his watch. Everything else was ready, it's just the biscuits have to cool down for a couple of minutes.

Shawn pocketed the gun and decided to check up on the crew. He left his room and headed for the deck. When he went out, he saw Captain Leo and waved. "Captain! I want to show you somethi-" He got cut off buy and loud thunderclap. He almost jumped out of his boots. He changed his mind and said, "Never mind Captain. I'll be off to my room." He sighed. Being on a ship seemed hard, but a flying ship In a storm? Shawn was not ready for that.

Rainy's lips puckered a little. She always had a hard time reading the captain's emotions, but he felt…tired or disappointed or something. She decided she would offer him a few melatonin tablets next time she saw him. Of course, she had no way of knowing if his tiredness was drowsiness or something else, but at least she could try to help. She decided her first order of business would be to check on everyone, like he said, so she awaited Carsyn's response.

With a slight side-to-side bob of her head, Carsyn quickly copied the movement with a teeter-totter of her hand in response to Rainy, as if to say 'So-so.' Really, she was practically trembling and wanted nothing more than to bundle herself up into a blanket, but she put on a brave face for the sake of the crew. If she had a job to do, then she'd do it without complaint—not that she really could complain, besides facial expressions and sign language.