Ѳн Ɩ'м α Ƥιяαтɛ... ☠ Pirate!Hetalia ☠ [Accepting!]

[Hornz]

{. Arthur Kirkland .}
Arthur chuckled. I'll have to congratulate him on that one. Normally, he can hit everything except the git. His eyes narrowed when Antonio shot his gun off, though he knew Alfred could handle himself. He crossed his arms again, staring back at the Spaniard. He smirked widely, glancing over at Alfred for a split second. "Who said I was done, either?"

[England~Kun & Kowaii]

Antonio Fernandez Carriedo- Spain- Captain of the Spanish ship- Age 25

Antonio growled as he quickly loaded his gun again. "I'm not going down that easily, mutt." he said as he aimed another shot Arthur. His vision was getting a little blurry from the bullet, but he didn't care. One day I'm going to sink his ship... Even if it takes another ten years... he thought to himself as he gritted his teeth. He pulled the axe against his body again. "Fight me."

[pappuppy]

{ . }F i j i - M a h l i a - C a r r i e d o { . }

I see my brothers shoulder bleed, and for once, I feel afraid to see his wound. I have never felt afraid when I tended to him back on our ship, but maybe that was because I knew that he would be okay until another encounter. This, This just filled me with an inner turmoil and need to help, but I was unable to.
I need to bite my lower lip to keep me from mewling in worry to my older brther, as I forcably tear my gaze from his shoulder and back to lock with the Americano who had fired.
"Un bast*rdo grande." I hiss distastefully and I slowly grab my rapier, knowing how weak my brotther is,and now I watch, waiting for a bullet to be fired by the Americano, knowing full well that he would not hit my brother again, not if he had a human sheild.
Again I cast a worried glance to Antonio and shudder a little.
Hermano... He looks so weak. How can he possibly take this idioto on?

[denji3884]

{I’m Makin‘ Turkey! Well if that's okay, :3}

[Hornz]

((That's fine with me! ^^))

[Hornz]

{. Arthur Kirkland .}
Arthur shrugged, raising an eyebrow cockily. "Fine," he said simply, side-stepping to avoid the bullet. You're slipping, wanker. Surprised that my American could do something like that? With the bullet still ringing in his ears — a grazed shoulder whose pain he ignored, he looked from the girl to Antonio. "On one condition, though. It's just us. If she jumps in, then he'll jump in." He motioned to Alfred. "Any objections?"

[denji3884]

Looks: {I’m getting his picture soon}
Name: Sadık Adnan
Country: Turkey
Gender: Male
Age: I really don’t know.. Unknown. 
Crew Members: Well it depends on whoever wants to be his crew members. 
Weapons: A sword and a small gun. 
Personality: Turkey is very powerful yet lively and merry. He thought doesn’t get along with most nations. [Gahh Wip!]
History: Turkey & Armenia haven’t been getting along for like a while, he took manh things away from Armenia. He disliked her ever since he met her. 
Crush: Nope
Boyfriend/Girlfriend: —
Husband/Wife: Heck no.
Other: Let's begin the drama~

[Hornz]

((Accepted! :3))

[England~Kun & Kowaii]

Antonio Fernandez Carriedo- Spain- Captain of the Spanish ship- Age 25

He sighed as he waved his hand, motioning to his sister to back off a little. "Fine. Just us." Stupid American... I should just slit his throat. He gritted his teeth again, ignring the pain, but the bullet seemed to take a lot of energy out of him. He gripped onto his axe and slashed at Arthur, not caring about his current state.

((Looks good, Lea-chan! Can;t wait to rp with him and Armenia!))

[denji3884]

{Thank you! :3 Yep~! ^3^}

“Bless your soul, you've got your head in the clouds,
She made a fool out of you,
And, boy, she's bringing you down,
She made your heart melt,
But you're cold to the core,
Now rumour has it she ain't got your love anymore,”

~ ˩ιвιтнια Ƙɛʌσяκιαи/Δямɛиια~

She closed her eyes as she leaned on the railing. She hadn’t noticed the ship sailing nearby. The Armenian felt a sword coldly press against her backbone. She hissed, turning around. Her sea light blue eyes widened as she noticed it was Turkey. “What do you want?!” She growled, she couldn’t get her sword because the Turkish man held a strong grasp on her wrist. “What I want is you dead.” Turkey said. Libithia tried screaming and kicking as he stood on the railing, holding her over the sea like a dead tangling animal.