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An origional Pirate roleplay---

We will never forget that day the ship pulled into dock, although many have even forgotten us by now. The black sails tainted the skies with their immense length and width, but after a few days people began to dismiss the ship. A week after the ship had pulled into dock, it vanished; along with six teenage girls, us. We were all from wealthy families, either wealthy or very beautiful, but even those factors didn’t save us. Weeks people searched, but with nothing but the wide open sea and a never nearing horizon, the expedition was discarded. Our mothers and fathers grieved, if we even had them; but soon they had to move on; and so did we, forgotten.
Once out in the middle of the ocean, away from wandering eyes we were freed from the bunkers. They were stuffy and dark, so emerging momentarily blinded us as the blazing sun cooked down on us and the fresh, salty air wafted all around us. We were confused, fightened, and tired, not to mention hungry. The only reassurance we3 had were the crew members, every single one were our age. We at least hadn’t been taken by those old, dirty pirates you hear about in stories; no. These pirates were again our age, ranging from sixteen to around nineteen; nineteen being oldest. We were told here the story of how we had been watched, and now were here to each perform a specific function on the ship. We were then assigned our mentor you could call him, and taught our role. At first, we didn’t object, but later some did and were punished; not as severely as the other boys were at times, but in one way or another we were. Some of us started forming escape plans, wanting nothing other than to find out way home, but some of us didn’t. This new life was better from some of us, and we didn’t object. Sure we missed our families, but they weren’t priority anymore.
This is our story, secuestrado…
An origional Pirate roleplay---

We will never forget that day the ship pulled into dock, although many have even forgotten us by now. The black sails tainted the skies with their immense length and width, but after a few days people began to dismiss the ship. A week after the ship had pulled into dock, it vanished; along with six teenage girls, us. We were all from wealthy families, either wealthy or very beautiful, but even those factors didn’t save us. Weeks people searched, but with nothing but the wide open sea and a never nearing horizon, the expedition was discarded. Our mothers and fathers grieved, if we even had them; but soon they had to move on; and so did we, forgotten.
Once out in the middle of the ocean, away from wandering eyes we were freed from the bunkers. They were stuffy and dark, so emerging momentarily blinded us as the blazing sun cooked down on us and the fresh, salty air wafted all around us. We were confused, fightened, and tired, not to mention hungry. The only reassurance we3 had were the crew members, every single one were our age. We at least hadn’t been taken by those old, dirty pirates you hear about in stories; no. These pirates were again our age, ranging from sixteen to around nineteen; nineteen being oldest. We were told here the story of how we had been watched, and now were here to each perform a specific function on the ship. We were then assigned our mentor you could call him, and taught our role. At first, we didn’t object, but later some did and were punished; not as severely as the other boys were at times, but in one way or another we were. Some of us started forming escape plans, wanting nothing other than to find out way home, but some of us didn’t. This new life was better from some of us, and we didn’t object. Sure we missed our families, but they weren’t priority anymore.
This is our story, secuestrado…