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Post by Ryhe on Oct 2, 2006 16:25:15 GMT -5
"The door blew open and Jack blew in. He looked at the barkeep and said with a grin, 'I must be going I really can’t stay, so, pour me a drink and I’ll be on my way' Barkeep saaaaaaid …"
"SHUT THE HELL UP!!!!" A guard shouted at the cell
The pirate continued, "No, he said, 'What’ll it be?' I’ll have one whiskey, one porter, one rye, and bring me some cider I’ll give that a try. Bring me two rums, one buttered one cold and bring me a scotch at least 7 years old. Then bring on the wine I’ll start with the Port and wash it all down with a beer of some sort. The brandy and sherry some grog and some ale. Some old mountain dew and a good howlin’ gale. Mead, stout, vermouth and gin. Vodka, bourbon, and a sly grin. Moonshine, tequila, cognac and schnapps. Some old sour mash and two belly flops. Goldwasser, ouzo, white lightning, green toad. Absinthe, sombuca, and one for the road!" The pirate sang on.
The guards covered their ears. Here they were, excited that they caught the notorious Captain Jev.
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Post by Karita on Oct 2, 2006 16:29:25 GMT -5
Another guard clenched her ears, grimacing, feeling torture herself. She was hidden in the shadows, but, she couldn't take it.
"Oh, shut the hell up!"
She yelled, standing up, storming to his cell.
"I've been putting up with this ever since you came! JUST SHUT UP AND TAKE A HINT! You suck at singing! You, yet, are great at being annoying. But I'd LOVE it if you'd be quiet so I can get over a headache you gave me!"
Her heart pounded against her breasts, her skinny, lean figure casting shadows on the wall.
"Alright?!"
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Post by Ryhe on Oct 2, 2006 16:34:50 GMT -5
The Captain rolled over, "Tsk tsk, you musn't be so mean to me... Tha'll make me only sing more." He took a deep breath, then continued, "Jack drank it down and said, 'That was great, but I must be going before it’s too late.' Then his friends joined him and said sit back down, 'If you must be going we’ll buy you a round' Barkeep saaaaaaaaaaaaaaid … 'What’ll it be?' ooooooo...
I’ll have one whiskey, one porter, one rye, and bring me some cider I’ll give that a try. Bring me two rums, one buttered one cold and bring me a scotch at least 7 years old. Then bring on the wine I’ll start with the Port and wash it all down with a beer of some sort. The brandy and sherry some grog and some ale. Some old mountain dew and a good howlin’ gale. Mead, stout, vermouth and gin. Vodka, bourbon, and a sly grin. Moonshine, tequila, cognac and schnapps. Some old sour mash and two belly flops. Goldwasser, ouzo, white lightning, green toad. Absinthe, sombuca, and one for the roooooooooo-DUH!"
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Post by Zuki Tamaro on Oct 3, 2006 8:00:58 GMT -5
Jotie came in at the middle of the singing. He blinked and then cracked up. "Sounds like a drunken guy singing in here. Gotta get the Lyrics from him... Krystal'll like it." He walked up to his gate, two other guards were beside him. "So, what about this guy?" He asked the guard over there, who happens to be annoyed by the singing.
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Post by Karita on Oct 3, 2006 14:18:47 GMT -5
Nali pointed.
"Sire, permission to kill."
She instantly stated, raising her hand up to her brow in a salute.
"He is Captain Jev Beerbong. He is responsible for countless slaughterings, harassment, plunderings, and using women. But, that's not a surprise, due to how most men are... anyway, I request permission to execute."
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Post by Ryhe on Oct 3, 2006 15:23:55 GMT -5
"Or die tryin'." Jev grinned evilly. He rolled onto his slightly large stomach on his bed and tilted his head to the side, "You know, lass, if you showed yer breasts more, men might take a likin' to ya."
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Post by Zuki Tamaro on Oct 3, 2006 15:57:30 GMT -5
Jotie stared. "This guy!? Geeze, he don't look like those kind of people." He scratched his head, thinking. "Well, I do need some records of him and learn more about him, before I finallize the execution for you. Then again, I have rebuilt my castle, having a torture chamber for execution down there. I cannot allow to have execution go public anymore."
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Post by Karita on Oct 3, 2006 18:18:52 GMT -5
Nali sulked over how Jotie was. She shot a glare at Jev, then, angry at him.
"Rot in hell."
She hissed at the captain, not threatening him yet. She turned back to Jotie, her eyes cold.
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Post by Ryhe on Oct 3, 2006 18:23:21 GMT -5
Jev laughed loudly and swung his legs over the edge of the bed, kicking his legs. He stood, "You got nuthin' on me and those ''women' I used are called prostitutes, they're legal in The F.C. and you know it!"
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Post by Karita on Oct 3, 2006 19:19:52 GMT -5
Nali flicked the captain off with both her hands.
"Yea, I care, you crazy bastard."
She said, heading back to the desk. She put her feet on it, and plugged her ears with cotton so she could get over her headache.
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Post by Ryhe on Oct 3, 2006 19:22:45 GMT -5
"Oooo, kitty got claws," Jev made a clawing motion with his hand. "Rawr. What can I do fer ya, sire?" The captain smiled to Jotie.
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Post by Karita on Oct 3, 2006 19:26:16 GMT -5
Nali heard that, and she picked up a brick, and quickly and skillfully threw it through the bars of the cell, hoping it'd hit him in the head, chest, or penise. She smirked to herself.
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Post by Ryhe on Oct 4, 2006 14:57:52 GMT -5
Jev yowled and held his head, falling off the bunk. He rolled on the ground, grunting in pain.
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Post by Zuki Tamaro on Oct 4, 2006 17:35:39 GMT -5
Jotie blinked. "Nice shot..." He admitted. "I think that square hit him in the back of the head." He then coughed. "Well, since he has no record, I don't know if wether to keep him or not. Maybe torture him a little bit, before releasing him. Up to you, though. I don't know much though." He began to think. "From the looks of it, he seems to be more of an annoyance, than deadly."
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Post by Karita on Oct 4, 2006 18:04:39 GMT -5
Nali took the earplugs out.
"He's both!"
She yelled, before putting them back in, closing her eyes.
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Post by Ryhe on Oct 4, 2006 18:06:42 GMT -5
The guards smirked and came to the cell, opening it and cornering the pirate. Jev looked about, trying not to show fear.
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Post by Zuki Tamaro on Oct 4, 2006 18:17:20 GMT -5
Jotie shrugged. "Looks can be deciving. I learned that, I know." He shrugged. "But we'll have to see about killing him. Can't kill him if he has no records on him."
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