[annaebell]

username: annaebell
goob name: khai
goob pronouns: he/him
prompt: best viewed on pc

You approach the rough looking first mate of the ship as he takes a seat at the table for a drink. It's rather odd to see this goobie with a giant smile plastered on his face as he laughs and jokes with other members of the crew.

Perhaps he's not as mean as you first thought.

Curious, you approach and ask him about the biggest change in his life.

"Fear shot through every inch o' fur on me body as I backed up against a wall behind me. I was breathin' hard t' catch me breath, me body shakin' from fear 'n exhaustion.

In front o' me was a mighty large, mighty angry wild stray beast. It snarled, drool hangin' from its maw, as it came closer.

I was scared, o' course I was. The creature was easily big enough t' take me down 'n do major damage t' me. One wrong move 'n I would 'ave been beast grub. Nobody would even notice I was missin'.

I had somehow managed t' upset it by walkin' too close t' it's territory while trying t' get a job done t' earn meself some doubloons.

I was barely ole enough t' be out on me owns but I had nobody else t' rely on. I was an orphan, ye see. No mother, no father, no other family besides meself.

'twas me against the world."

The goobie in front of you sighs. It sounds bittersweet as he glances off outside a nearby window.

Despite being lonely back then, he now had a new family. One that was way better than any birth family could have ever been. One that wouldn't abandoned him over his looks.

"Anyways, the beast was growlin' 'n barin' it's teeth at me while increasingly gettin' closer 'n closer t' takin' a bite out o' me goo.

Then he got queit as he lunged down, preparin' t' jump at me.

He jumped, landin' right on top o' me 'n pushin' me back hard against the wall behind me. It chipped at me back fin as the beast took a chunk o' me ear.

But at the last moment another goobie came along, shoutin' 'n wavin' at the beast t' scare it off.

Which worked. Thank god.

The cur soon ran off wit' its tail between its legs aft bein' surprised by the much older goobie.

The goobie that saved me tail that day was none other than the cap'n o' the ship I sail upon today. The mightiest ship 'n crew o' all time.

He then fished a few doubloons from his bag 'n tossed 'em me way saying t' fix up me ear that was now bleeding o'er the dock.

I barely managed t' catch 'em, dropping most o' 'em afore scrambling on t' me knees t' pick 'em up.

When I looked back up the cap'n was already walking away, no doubt returning t' his ship 'n crew.

I remember thinking how cool he must've been while I watched 'im leave like naught had happened. He was me hero.

I owe cap'n greatly 'n pledge me loyalty t' 'im 'til the day I draw me last breath.

Aft that I recall trailing 'im aft he had offered me a few doubloons, begging that he take me where ever 'twas he was going.

He refused."

The gruff goobie huffed out a deep laugh.

"He said I was jus' a whimpish brat that wouldna be able t' do anythin'. The worst thing he told me was that I wouldna survive a single day out on the open ocean.

I bet he feels like a fool fer sayin' as much.

Anyways, I wouldna take no as an answer 'n snuck me way onto his ship anyways. I hid wit' the cargo that he had happened t' be docked in order t' take on board.

I stayed thar fer a few hours, hidin' in the dark wit' the cargo. I had found a crate o' apples 'n, knowin' no better, ate as many as I could fit inside me stomach.

The firstmate o' the time later found me 'n dragged me straight t' the captains cabin, fumin' mad. I was more lily-livered then than I was o' the dog. I was sure I was goin' t' be thrown overboard.

I couldn't swim so I was sure I was doomed to pay a visit to ol' Davey Jones's locker.

The cap'n, howe'er reluctant he was t', let me join his crew aft seein' how stubborn I was t' join.

I started off as a cabin boy; a mere whelp.

I had t' pay off the apples I had eaten somehow.

'n let me tell ye, it ain't easy work bein' one o' 'em. Lots o' runnin' 'n lots o' doin' whatever everyone else tells ye. No breaks 'til ye're ready t' pass out on the ship's deck.

I soon worked me way up the ranks aft proving that I was a hard working 'n had skills t' offer to the crew.

Thats how I got to the position I be in now. I be the first mate through hard work 'n dedication to the cap'n.

The day cap'n saved me behind was the day me life changed fer the better."

The goob has a small but still complex look on his face as his story comes to an end. It seems the memory gives him both happy and sad emotions.

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"Sir... Captian... Do I really have to do all of this by myself?" The young goobie asked, looking up at the much older goobie with a lost look.

He had been given the task to clean the living quarters. It was not an easy task by any means but it was a simple one. It was necessary too.

"Ye wanted t' join me crew, didn' ye? Prove that ye 'ave wha' it takes. Then I'll think real hard about not leavin' ye at the next town we dock at."

The young goob still seemed reluctant but gave a small nod. "O-okay. I'll do it."

"Atta boy," The Captian said, patting his head as he left the living quarters.

The young goob let out a deep sigh as he glanced over the rooms he had been left in. It was an utter mess. It looked as if it hasn't been cleaned in years. He certainly had a large job to do.

But he pulled his boots up and got to it, wanting to prove to the Captian that he was more than capable.

By the time the captain returned only half the cleaning had been done but the young goob was still working hard. What he had cleaned was sparkling.

"Good job, boy!" The Captian hollared, "Consider yourself a new memeber o' me crew!"

The goob looked at him with surprise, joy and confusion.

"But, captain, I didn't clean it all yet?"

The captain laughed. "But ye've done a mighty fine job o' wha' ye 'ave swabed! 'n thar'll be time fer ye t' improve yer speed."

From that point the goob was a part of the mightiest sea crew to ever exsit. He started out as a simple cabin boy and rapidly moved up through the ranks. In a few years, he had become the first mate.

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"I used t' be quite the scrany sprog when i was younger. Although, many people told me that jusrt meant that i would grow up t' be a right ol' looker."

-X-

Despite this Goobie's rather rough outside appearance he has a heart of solid gold. He may enjoy barking a few orders here and there but it's purely his way of showing his love for his crewmates. Making sure each and every member is doing what they're supposed to and that they're safe and accounted for.

The crew has a rumour going around that if you can get a few pints of grog down Khai's neck that he becomes a whole new Goobie. Telling each and every member why he treasures them and making sure they know they're loved like his family.

-X-

Khai is very talented when it comes to sword play. He has saved the lives of his crewmates many, many times. Be it from monsters, the authorities or other pirate attacks.

He always stands his ground, taking his place besides the captain as they both go head first into a fight together.

Non pirate talk translation

Word count:
I have no idea???
1000 at least

[mousekewitz]

marking

[Foxy The Pirate]

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Username: Foxy The Pirate

Name: Theo (he/him)

Gender: Male

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What Changed His Life?: "Whaddya want." Theo scuffed, still staring at his bottle of rum in between his hands. He wasn't very approachable, and that's what he wanted. The meanest scowl with a thousand yard stare into his drink sitting in the darkest corner of the pub. You've heard his story from others in this dirty town but you wanted to hear it first hand from Captain Dreadful himself. The escape from the siren that had drowned many sailors before him. How exactly did he manage to do that you wonder. You simply ask him about the incident, the most fearful and glorious moment, you assumed. "Hmph." he breathed in and looked at you with a glare. "You haven't the first clue about that time. That changed me entire life." You take a step back. He seems to lean forward and look straight at you with piercing yellow eyes and says with a grumble, "I lost love, trust, and a chunk of me ear all in one go of it. I'll tell you about it to get the story straight in this dagnabbed town. I may have gotten away, but at what cost of me own ?" You sit and await his first words...

"I first saw 'er at the end of the dock. Massive hair blowin' in the wind and the most soft dainty figure. Yes I only saw 'er back but gawsh she was lovely lookin." He started. Taking a big swig of his drink, he continues. "I was just a young sailor then,,, young n handsome. She was everything I was lookin fer in a woman. So naturally I walked up to 'er. But as soon as I got close she got up and took off. That only made me want 'er more ya see. Curiousity killed the goob I guess." He looked to the wall for a moment. He had only began speaking but you can tell it's hard for him to keep going. You try to place your hand near his to show comfort but he quickly pulls away and snears. "Do ya want the story er not, mate. Don't get touchy with me." You take the hint and let him continue. "I saw 'er a few times after that but I never got to speak. Finally one day I ran as fast as I could to get to 'er. She was singing the most beautiful song and I just needed to hear 'er voice. Just once. I caught 'er mid lyric as I broke in with a hello." He leaned back in his chair, almost with stars in his eyes. "She actually replied to me, in the exact voice I thought she had. Heavenly. It was soft, almost angelic. She swooped 'er soft, light blonde hair out of 'er face before continuing the conversation. We musta talked for hours and I fell deeper and deeper in love with 'er. But all of a sudden she left and me heart sank. I hollered to see if she'd be back but she hadn't replied after she left me eyeline." He sighed but continued. "All I wanted was 'er, and I should have known she was all too good to be true. She was me DREAM woman. How often does that actually happen? I was so stupid." He puts his head in his hands. This is much more of a story than you thought, but you need to know the end.

Theo shakes his head and then keeps going with his story. " Once I had 'er in me mind she wouldn't get out. I thought of 'er every day. 'Er eyes seemed to take me into another mindset. That everything was wonderful in life and all I needed was 'er. She had left and I had to find 'er. So I set sail to find where me angel had gone." He had seemed almost distracted to this point. Now, Theo leaned into your space and showed he was dead serious. " 'Er voice traveled, ya know. I felt like I could hear 'er the whole time in the water. Finally it got louder and louder until it finally stopped with water splashing and i saw arms flailin. So I jumped in to save me love. Swimming till I finally got to 'er i grabbed onto 'er to pull 'er up and then.... just like that she had me 30 feet down. I could feel the hand wrapped around me arm turn into a massive tentacle, and it was gettin tighter by the minute. I couldn't think of anything but to bite as hard as I could. I even had a chunk in me mouth as I swam to the surface. On the way up she had grabbed me again and this time bit me in me ear. She even ripped me fin in the back as I squirmed for me life. Luckily, I had a trusty dagger in me belt and wildly swung behind me. Keep in mind this all happened in a matter of seconds and I was running out of air." He now seemed engaged. It's like he was in the middle of the adrenaline again and he was ready to implode. Almost as if his rage was fresh all over again. His hand was hovering his belt and you shift backwards only to shield yourself, he has the most wild look in his eyes like YOU were the siren that broke him. By pure luck, your eye glances his belt and sees it's empty. You feel more at ease when he keeps talking. "Somehow I broke the surface and hopped into me boat. I rowed as fast as me arms could take me. Me throat was dryer than a desert and I had the meanest sunburn, but at least I had me life." He calms and looks to his bottle again. He takes a big swig.

"I never knew of sirens before then, at least I never knew of em bein real. She... I mean IT took everything away from me. Me feelings, me trust... all of me was lost under the water that day. I've gotten tattoos to remind me to never trust again.. I've taken measures to be disliked, and all because of... me own stupidity." he groaned and turned away. That told you he was done with his story and you didn't care to prod anymore. Getting up and leaving him behind to sulk, you walk out of the pub doors and out into the muggy air. You start to hear singing... but from where?

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ART

Floating In Love
Searching...
The Aftermath

[honeybunchesofoats]

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[smiledawg]

username: smil3dawg
goob name: Hayden
goob pronouns: he/him
prompt:

“Hey uncle Hayden!” The young goob called as he walked into the back yard.

“Hey sport! long time no see ey?” He replied.

“Mhm!”

Hayden pours a glass of lemonade for himself and his nephew and brings it over to the table. He places the drinks on the table and sits down.

“Hey uncle Hayden where did you get that ring from? its super cool!”

Hayden looks down and twists the ring on his digit.

“Its a bit of a boring story but…”


24 years prior


The ship was quiet. The old wood creaked as the water collided with it forcing it to slowly rock back and forth as if the waves were playing a game. The crew had retired to their bunks after a long day of pirate duties.

“Sailor Hayden!” the captain of the ship called.

Hayden stirred as he had only fallen asleep a few minutes before the captain had called for him. He was young, the youngest on the ship being only 17. This was his very first pirate voyage and he had snuck away from his dad in the village back home just to do it. He always admired the pirate life. Living on the water, traveling wherever they wanted, stealing goods from other pirates. It was always the ideal life for him.

He made his way out to the main deck where the captain was waiting for him.

“Yes sir?” He questioned.

“Hey son! Come here, I have something for you”

Hayden walked over to the captain. He had been on the ship for about a month and had grown very close to the captain. The captain was an older man. He seemed hold and harsh on the outside but when you got to know him he was super kind and had a great sense of humor. He was like a father to Hayden. Hayden and his real dad never really got along. They were too different.

The captain handed Hayden a small gold ring.

“I got this ring on my very first voyage when i was about your age. But i think its time for it to be passed on to another. Hayden you’re like a son to me and i would like you to have this. Keep it safe for me, boy.” The captain spoke with a rasp to his voice and slight tears in his eyes.

Hayden smiles at the captain and nods, clasping the ring in his paw.

“I promise i’ll take good care of it.” Hayden finally replied.

The captain pulls him in for a tight hug.

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[vympyre]

I'll be allowing an extension of 48 hours for this competition!
This will now end Aug. 28th at MIDNIGHT 12:00am EST (27th to 28th)

I hope you guys enjoy the extra time to add any finishing touches you wish to add to your forms!
Thanks everyone, and goo luck!

[Griff]

🌊username: Griff🌊
🌊goob name: First Mate "Kraken" Jones🌊
🌊 goob pronouns: He/Him🌊
🌊 prompt:🌊

🌊First Mate "Kraken" Jones Playlist🌊

As drinks were shared around the table, all eyes were upon Jones. The weathered pirate gave one of his signature toothy smiles, as he looked back upon everyone present. "'Spose it's a fair question. How I got involved with the seas eh? I'll tell ya, but ya owe me one more round!" He grinned again before sweeping his paw across the table.

"I wasn't always this awesome. No, I started out a land guppy same as any of ya. My folks were simple farmers, the land was as much a part of them as their very goo. I thought that would be my life too. Then one night, the winds howled really loud. The seas were so choppy we could see them in the distance crashin' onto the sands. The locals were freakin' out, my parents too. Thought maybe the god of the seas was angry. Maybe Davey Jones was havin' a hissy fit. I woulda agreed with 'em... but then I heard it." He pauses for dramatic effect, sizing up the table once more for reactions.

"A soft crying, like a newborn baby. I was curious, an' so I waited until nobody was watchin'. Followed the sound only to find myself at the water's edge. 'Is everythin' alright?' I called out. The storm stopped a moment, an' I could see what lied at the center: a tiny kraken. At that size, it looked like an octopus but there was no mistakin' the color, the shape. It looked directly up at me.

"I've lost me mommy!" it said. To me, the words were clear as a spyglass. I looked around, found a small boat. 'Get on!" I told 'em. And so they did. I had not a clue what I was doin' mind, I just knew the critter was lost and needed help. I took the boat into the middle of the waters, where we found a MASSIVE kraken arise. 'Lose someone?' I asked. The baby kraken squeeled with relief, diving into the seas. But the mother kraken paused, looking at me.

'Thank you,' she said. '...You can understand my kind, how strange. I wonder, what other abilities do you have? Will you be brave enough to find out?' An' with that, she left. But you bet your goo now I had a taste of what strange things the water carried an' was curious! From that day on, I knew the seas were my home. Broke my poor parents hearts but, they knew I was a stubborn goobie. Once I made my mind up, that was it. I did discover other abilities but, thats a tale for another night..."

He laughed at the groans that sounded off around him. "Oh alright, one more round will get ya another story...."

[Mooshyy]

username: mooshyy
goob name: Krook
goob pronouns: he/him
prompt: here!

it was just a lot of text so i put it there instead

[vympyre]

This is now closed for judging! :) I'll be going through everyones' entries over the next few days!

[vympyre]

Hello everyone! First of all, I wanted to say thank you so much for your patience as I judged this competition! Everyone's entries were so amazing, we had an extremely hard time deciding on a winner!
However, Ive finally come to a decision!

username: solos
goob name: merlin ang[ler]
goob pronouns: he/it
prompt: -snip-

Congratulations, solos !
You are the winner of the first mate goob
I honestly fell in love with the character you created, and reading over your form was such a delight. You put so much effort into your entry so this goobie is very well deserved!

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Additionally! Because there were so many amazing entries, I've decided to give out a few RU's to others whose forms stood out a lot to me! If you're listed, please pm me (cs or discord) with palette(s) and a sea creature you would like your mergoo to be genespliced with

Users recieving runner-up's are:
annaebell
Foxy the Pirate

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I'd also like to award 1 kudo each to some other users who entered
You all did so amazing, and your entries were such a pleasure to read

Users recieving kudos:
Caeleesi
fevur
nio
castiiian
smil3dawg
Griff
Mooshyy