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*said in child's voice* Want to be my fwiend?

-- HAH! I be no friends wit' sprogs like you!

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:^D!!

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Have you heard about the lonesome loser?

-- Nah like someone called "lonesome loser" could be any famous, so no.

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Eat vegetables, for they are good And would eat you if they could Have them steamed or boiled or baked Or ground up in birthday cake Eat vegetables of every kind Red and green and blue and striped Eat tiny peas and eggplant too But never ever eat their shoes Eat vegetables with every meal Or your lips will start to peel And your eyebrows will fall out And your feet will smell like trout

-- Vegetables?! That's grub fer pansies! Th' only greens I eat are mahi-mahi!

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😵 Sorry, but for Tortimer (@drunkensxilor)

Nonverbal RP Starters 😵 Knee my muse in the gut@drunkensxilor

-following a lead has lead on a missing persons case tortimer found himself in a less than savoury part of inkwell 3’s docks. when questioning the pirate the parfait was simply met with a knee to the gut leaving him rather winded for a moment but tortimer was persistent-   🐢 “alright… fine, resorting to violence won’t help you though. now do you know the whereabouts of mister mittens alleycat? i won’t leave until i have my definitive answer!” 

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Clearly Brineybeard had no time to deal with some meddlesome old man with a milkshake for head, but his insistence got the pirate on his nerves, which he expected to solve with a knee to the gut. It didn’t work for long, sadly.

-- I be surprised ye don't needs an iron lung aft that! 'n about that Alleycat scallywag, wha' makes ye reckon I know his location, huh?!

--Why don't ye go back t' yer cozy retirement home 'n play bingo?! Ye clearly 'ave no stomach t' handle this!

-- HAH! Ye got it, Smee?!

-- A good joke, Captain!

Clearly, Brineybeard knows more than he lets on...

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Captain Brineybread? Can you die of a broken heart? Is it possible to die of sadness? Emotions can either increase or decrease the production of important hormones such as adrenaline. Adrenaline has the effect of narrowing the main arteries, putting a person in a situation where they may die of heart failure. I'm just curious to know about depression and other negative emotions can cause heart attacks and strokes that can lead to death.

-- I once saw a comrade die o' a heart attack, or at least that's wha' we suspect. Does that counts?

-- I don’t think that’s what the person meant, Captain.

-- Hahaha! Smee! Don't be a fool! If scallywags can die o' a broken heart, that means I can fly o'er th' clouds wit' me magical barrel!

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So you know its bad drunk driving,is it bad drunk sailing

-- HAH! 'n ye reckon me, o' all scallywags, a pirate who assaults ports 'n pilfer strumpets, will care if I sail drunk?

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He hates being thrown at the sea by Ahab every time he decides to handle the situation.

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This blog is open again! But only for asks and short threads at the moment.

RPs available again around July.

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Sorry everyone, I’m taking a short break from this blog. But worry not! Hopefully it won’t take too long!

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-it appears to be a rather normal night on isle three’s docks, a little foggy but that adds for a neat atmosphere. a neat ominous atmosphere… yet nothing looked out of the ordinary just yet. nothing might look out of the ordinary but something sure did smell different! a smell of a campfire a toasted marshmallows and… a burning cake. your initial instinct is to check for an oven but god knows there is none in the ocean! locating the source of the smell the captain is met with a very happy pachinko and an also happy kahl who seems to be having a blast…setting his arm on fire!- 

🕹️“why if it isn’t mister brineybeard! you’re just in time! teehee~” 

-kahl seems to be too preoccupied to acknowledge the captain-

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-- Now, but be th' Doc hisself! 'n his creation...! Hadaly?

-- No. Hadaly is the big one! The one you call “Iron guardian.” I have no idea who is this.

-- Ah aye! I knew that already! Anyway, wha' brin's ye here, Doc? Seems like... its yer arm on fire? Wha' happened? 'n why it stinks like burned cake?!

The captain hasn’t noticed what’s wrong with Kahl and Pachinko... but Ahab just did, and somehow it sends him bad vibes, to the point he decides to morph into his boss form.

-- There’s something strange on these two! Wake up the rest of the crew while I deal with this!

-- Ahahaha! Oooh ship, ye 'n yer imagination! Kahl 'n Podenco are okay! Except fer Kahl's arm!

-- Do as I said. And you two, why are you covered in candy? And why are you here?!

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gamest-intheland:

Dice tries to not lash out at the other, succeeding to hold back his emotions, “I’ve worked on ships before.” He glares down at his nails, “I can smell fakes or duplicates of precious items before I even see them, and I’m likely the only person who off this island who knows how to deal with demons in the you ever run into one.” He looks up at Brineybeard and grins, “want me to keep going?”

-- HAHAHA! I don't needs someone who can recognize duplicates! I can perfectly do that!

-- 'n dealin' wit' demons?! I hope yer "dealin'" wit' demons means behead them, cut thar tongues, skin them alive! Pansies are th' least I needs in me ship.

Brineybeard steps closer to Dice, almost looming over him.

-- I tell ye, this won't be a pleasant trip, 'n ye certainly won't be treated as th' "dapper" King Dice, but jus' another scallywag in th' crew. Are ye sure ye still wants t' come?

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bepis-the-blown:

It’s been forever since he’s seen the captain himself, but his appearance is welcome enough, since Beppi was definitely one to enjoy hearing about the peg legged man’s adventures.

That other crew member was being a little harsh though… Even if he probably would be too much out of his comfort zone to help as much as he wanted to.

“Ey, balloons are highly versatile! An’ it’s borin’ around the carnie this time, everyone goin’ to the fair jus’ cuz there’s ‘better food there at this time of the year.’ If I’d be doin’ more helpin ya out on whatever this is, then I might as well do what I can.” It’s obvious he’s a little salty about the disappearance of his patrons, but the clown doesn’t hold onto it.

“What ya lookin’ for this time? An’ uh… How dangerous are we talkin’?”

If Brineybeard actually wanted him to help out, which he was all for if he was useful, he had to make sure there was no immediate danger of him popping.

-- Eh, nah th' big deal fer a funny scallywag like ye: sea monsters, savage cannibals, maybe some diseases like disentery. But worry nah! Nothin' that can pop ye out!

-- Cough, sea monsters could...

Ahab was right, but is not like Brineybeard ever listened to it. He wanted a clown to tell him jokes and that’s it.

-- Now, th' only thin' I wants ye t' do is entertain us 'n keep th' spirits up! Once in th' sea, its easy t' lose yer mind.

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gamest-intheland:

He puts his hands up, “I ain’t giving you anything unless I get something in return.” The employees begin to back up st the threats, “if you’re making a round trip, I want in. I’ve been stuck on this island for the past two decades and I just wanna see something different.”

-- ... Ye? Comin' wit' us? Th' Right Hand Man o' th' Devil?

-- Hahahah! YE HEARD THAT?! He wants to come wit’ us!

Squishy the squid laughed along his captain, and for sure the ship would have done the same if it were right there.

-- Listen, Dice scallywag, me quest ain't yer excuse t' run away from yer shitty life in Inkwell. Now, unless ye manage t' convince me 'n me crew, ye’re nah steppin' into me ship!

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ask-cagney-carnation:

“Delicate?’’ Cagney paused “DELICATE?” Cagney yelled “I WILL RIP YOUR GUTS OUT AND PAINT THE SAILS WITH YOUR BLOOD AND HANG YOU ON THE CROWS NEST WITH YOUR OWN GUTS!!!” Cagney was furious.

-- Hahaha! YE?! Ye’re naught but a pathetic Isle 1 Boss! I doubt ye got th' necessary strenght 'n courage t' face th' unknown!