forum "Bloodstained Gold" (Pirate Group RP) {Closed}

Started August 25, 2022 by @ScotchTapeWorm group

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The Captain shaded his eyes again, reluctantly pulling away from the edge to see better. The sounds got louder, solidifying into cries for help. And there, wading in the surf and brine, was a er- Something. A tattered, wild-eyed, winged, bird person. A glare from the sun hit the wings, shining brighter than should be possible, making Axel blink a few times to get the spots out of his vision. Either they'd just found an insane angel, or the wings weren't made of pillow-down.

The thought process for stopping for this person was entirely based on the decision of why the hell not? And continuing on in that vein, Silver-Tongue stepped off the helm, onto the deck, calling for someone to bring a dingy, any sort of raft that could be pullied back up on to the ship with minimal effort. And one was found, miraculously, dust clung to the old wood, it had been in the hold for several years, and used to be a life boat. The Deceit was a proud vessel, but everyone on it was pirates, notorious ones at that, she didn't stock lifeboats. Death awaited them either at sea or on land and Axel wasn't particularly concerned about 'properly outlining means of escape'. As the boat was readied, patches being put in the bottom so it hopefully wouldn't sink on its first dip in the ocean, the Captain snorted bitterly. His brother would have had a stroke seeing the 'safety regulations' aboard. Hard-ass.

Still the vessel was readied, though the shore was still too far away to make out individual words, a few men were shouting at the winged person, waving and pointing, some laughed. Scratch that, most laughed. It was a comical sight, the person scrambling along the beach, metal wings bright. The Captain himself got in the dingy, waiting to see if anyone joined him, the boat would probably barely last the return journey, but the rapids in the area were weak, but they still might need a stronger swimmer. The idea amused him.

Pyria, being the chaotic dipshit she is, sees the man, sees his metal wings, decides she wants them and simply jumps into the ocean, swimming to shore.

And you can clearly see the moment that she reaches shore, because she immediately screeches like a magpie and charges the man.

Kavo had contemplated clambering down into the boat with the Captain, until he saw Pyria take off for shore.
He washed his hands of the whole matter, right then and there.
If Silver-tongue wants me involved, he can issue orders. Otherwise, I'm staying up here.
The situation was bound to turn into a mosh pit, between Captain Swagger, 'Splodey Spazz and Robinson Crow-so over there.

Inez watched Pyria, who noticed the man's metallic wings. The goblin suddenly jumped off the boat and started towards the man- it didn't take much to realize her intentions.
Inez spotted the raft being lowered. She joined the captain, without any thought given to boat safety, as expected. However, it was being lowered too slowly for her to catch up to Pyria. The girl considered herself a good swimmer. Having leaped from the boat to the raft, then off the raft in the span of a few seconds, she let her rapier stay on the boat. She tossed it aside hazardously, then jumped off after giving a hasty apology to Silver-Tongue.

When the Ambulatory Accident joined the fray, Kavo had to shake his head. He ran a palm across his face and looked up at the sky.
….We're all going to die, aren't we….

Juan screamed as he was knocked over, his wings couldn’t come off very easily and it would hurt to remove them if not done properly. He could possibly end up destroying even more of his wing-stubs than he already had. Thus, the little sense he had threw off the assaulter and carried his legs at full speed into the woods.

Pyria screams like a rabbit being molested by geese and takes off after Juan, her little rabbit hind legs and monkey-like front paws lending her speed and agility.

She was mad that she'd been tossed into the non-shiny sand, which dulled her fabulous fur and made her dirty.

She hated being dirty.