--||Secuestrado||-- [Literate Pirate RP--Not Accepting]

[Tatterdemalion]

OOC:: I'll get Felix's up too! Reeeaaally dont want this to die either. Waited so long for it to start!

[Popcorns]

OOC: Okay we still need intro posts for the following users:

• Bearcoon- just Felix
• Sessko- both of your charactors
• Angel<3- both of yours
• crazyfilly- Calia
• Venture- Bethany

Come on people^^

[Tatterdemalion]

Felix

As always, Felix sat in the crows nest, with a furious scowl on his face and his arms crossed over his chest as he slumped there. Maybe he was being silly, the thought had crossed his mind, but of course the thought that it was everyone else’s fault but his trumped that quickly. It was only natural for someone so arrogant to feel slighted when other’s seemed to be off doing some special bidding of the captain, while Felix only sat in the damn crows nest. He sighed all the sulkier, shifting his seat so that he watched a different stretch of the sea. Nothing was coming, nothing was going. It was as quiet - and ergo boring - as a day could get.
Even as he heard the bustling of the deck springing back to life - obviously the return of the men and their prizes - Felix refused to show any interest, feeling he was doing them all a great injustice by depriving them of his presence. Besides, there were girls down there, those were to be avoided like the plague itself. Instead, he continued his sulking, maybe even plotting a few ideas of revenge. His curiosity though got the better of him.
Felix peaked over the edge of the crows nest, watching the going-ons down below him. They were taking off the blind folds, the rest of the crew seeming either amused by the entire thing or confused. Felix himself was not sure what the idea was, but the captain had said it and so shall it be.
“Oh alright!” He huffed to himself, beginning the nimble decent down to the deck. Even down there he shied away from them, finding it better to watch from a distance than just bound right up and get himself in trouble. Felix seemed to have a knack for that, though he personally could see no reason why. He watched curiously as the girls looked around, most confused, some angry, and quite a few already talking. Quite a few seemed to fine a lady to be caught aboard a pirates’ ship, but still some seemed the same type of tavern tramp he had practically been raised by. “Hrmph...” He huffed, still not sure what to make of them. He knew he did not want them, but they were there all the same, and so he would just have to cope with it.

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Outfit! Minus mask!

[[Not very impressive post is not very impressive. Sorry =/ Might I suggest moving on without the people who have yet to post? I mean, yeah we need them, but we need this RP going more. And I added to Quinn's post BTW, just thought I'd say... ]]

[Smamm]

I' sorry to say, but if the rest of you don't post soon I'll be closing down the roleplay... |/ I'll re-open over the summer with a new thread; maybe time to rp is the simple problem here. I understand, guys! Just please, PLEASE let me know if you're too busy! On that note, Venture has notified me she will be unable to participate, so five intro's need to go up my the coming friday or I'm closing. Thanks everyone! |3

[Twix :3]

That familiar darkness of the evening came in and swept away the afternoon sun, almost as if the Gods were purposefully making the days shorter as some form of punishment. The brisk air came rolling in shortly after and swirled around the mist of the ocean, blowing against the crew's skin and causing ridged goosebumps to form on what ever body part was so unfortunate to be exposed to the nip of the air. Somehow, the harsh temperature mixed with the darkness was rather calming as it blew relentlessly around the ship and ocean.
As most pirate crews know, days on the seas are warmer than a summer in a tropical forest, and nights are cold as ice, with the salty sea air always present either way.
Jet was just mulling around the dock, occasionally checking up on the supplies to make sure nothing was damaged or otherwise stolen. The rest of the crew was minding their own business, luckily for him. He went about his stroll, going in circles around the large deck of the ship to just peer out and admire the beautiful calm waves of the sea. He came slowly to a stop, his black boots clanking against the wooden floorboard with every step he took.
He turned to lean against the side of the metal ship, running his hands over the cold, smooth gray surface of it. He inhaled deeply with the strong scent of salt water filling up his nostrils, causing his eyes to water in the slightest. He gave in to the serenity of the moment, relaxing all his muscles as he leaned against the side of the ship with his arms folded over his chest as he did so.
Sometime later, the captain made an announcement for the crew to come meet him at the front of the ship. Jet pulled himself away from the moment, groaning quietly to himself as he tried to steady himself upwards. He grudgingly hurried to his destination to be met by the full crew who was grouping some few feet away from the blonde haired captain. Jet had always admired Bently for his leadership and sure-fire confidence that was always present no matter the situation. Even if he was completely stressed he kept up his disposition that just screamed out, "I'm the Captain of this crew, and I'm proud of it!" The guys all waited for what Bently had to say, which had to be important if he called them all together at this late time.
"Oh, yeah, that's right. Captain was talkin' about capturing some wimpy girls for a while now. He seems really excited about the whole thing..." Jet thought to himself, nodding his head subtly as if to agree with the claim. He waited for Bently to speak.
’Andres, you’ll manage Quinn while Nicholas takes Nora. Jet, you’ve got Arianna and Raffael will take Calia. I’d like Damon to Ezra, and Marcello to Katryana. Bethany will be dealt with under the trusting hands of you, Charles. Now, all of you! Go, now!’ He commanded, sending the whole crew out to get a certain girl. They had been tracking a group of them who probably didn't know each other. Jet set out to find his girl.
He walked up and down allyways, checked in every store, even walked along the length of the beach. No sign of that blonde haired girl anywhere. Jet had been walking around the streets for quite a while, and the sun was setting. He turned onto a dark street, only illuminated by a few streetlamps on either side. It still wasn't enough to see clearly, but at least he could see a few feet in front of him.
In the distance he saw a scrawny, staggering figure walking down the side of the road. Upon first glance, one would think it was an injured child, but as jet inspected closer he saw the glint of a glass bottle. "Ah, so the girl's been drinking. This should be easy..." he thought to himself, a sneer curling his lips and his eyes bright with determination. His hand wandered to the thick rope that was spiraled on a latch on his pants. Jet paused in his spot as he waited silently for the girl to pass him.
He got a good look at her pale face when she turned her head up to smile drunkenly at him. He smiled back, turning as she passed him. He silently jumped behind her, grabbing both her wrists.
"Ouch! That hurts!" The girl complained as he tied the rope a bit too tight around her small wrists. He rolled his eyes at the blonde.
"Deal with it." He growled, not wanting to make this girl too comfortable. She stood in silence after that, allowing him to place a red bandanna over her mouth, knotting it in the back. That way, she wouldn't be able to cry out for help. "Not that she knows what's going on anyway." He thought, letting a chuckle escape his lips. He saw a little brown sack tied around her waist. He became curious, and inspected it. He reached into the bag and pulled out a small, sharp knife. Jet grinned and slid it into his own pocket before returning his attention to the girl.
He then picked up Arianna bridal-style, running as fast as his legs could carry him back to the ship. His boots clanked furiously on the wooden deck of the ship as he climbed on board. Obviously, he was late to the party.
There were five other girls neatly tied to a post, all asleep. He brought his girl to an extra spot, placing her down gently as to not wake up the other girls while he tied Arianna to the post along with them. She looked up to Jet with hazy, sleepless eyes.
"Shhh. Just sleep." He cooed softly, running a hand down the length of her hair. She flitted her eyelids shut, and he walked into his assigned bunking room to finally get some sleep.
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Arianna awoke the next morning in a daze. She had a splitting headache, and felt a bit sick from all the drinking she did the night before. It took a while for her mind to process that she was in unfamiliar surroundings, but when she finally realized, she began freaking out. Next to her were two girls whom she had never seen before in her life. Of course she couldn't speak to them, the makeshift gag was preventing her of any sounds other than wimpers and muffled words.
By now, she would have been cursing off every single one of the guys that seemed slowly appear out of nowhere. She suddenly remembered a glimpse of what had happened the night before. "I was walking home from a party with the gang. He tied me up and ran. Just ran..." She thought, tilting her head to the side.
Once he appeared on the deck, her memory flooded back to her. "He smiled down at me. That same idiotic smirk..." She recalled, spitefully narrowing her eyes at the man. What would Pirates want to do with six girls? Arianna could only picture the worst-case scenario. She felt sick at the mere thought of what they possibly want. "Bring it." She thought defiantly, gaining a new-found confidence in herself. She had a small knife in a little sack she carried around her waist, concealed by her clothing, or so she thought. That was the only thing she found refuge in, the possibility she could save herself with that small pocket knife.

Word count: 1271 (Whoa, I definitely reached my expectations for this one!)

(I'm so sorry, Holli! I've been putting this off for a very long time, and no matter how much I tell myself I'm going to finish, I end up not doing it at all. Sorry, again! Hope this makes up for it! C; )

[Tatterdemalion]

[[That seems kind of unfair, shutting it down when quite a few of us are still trying. I know it's your RP and all, and you can do what you want, just thought I'd throw it out there that I know I personally spent a while on posts and bios and after waiting for a long time it never even gets going just because of a few people.
I dunno, hope I dont seem rude, honest. Just seems a little unfair is all. ]]

[Smamm]

((Alright, all of you who haven't posted are out. Sorry, thanks for your interest though! As for the rest of you, we have three options. Option one, we just continue with what we have. Option two, everyone PM's a few people they know thatthey think would be interested. These people will just PM me their forms and I'll post them up on one of the front pages. Last option, we just wait till summer. I'm fine with any of these, although I think number one may be a little difficult. Anyways, lets get a vote! Please PM me, don't go posting anything here until further notice. |3))