The Saltwater Scourge

"It takes more than a simple explosion ta kill me. Don't be foolin yerself." (Independent RP Blog for Gangplank from the MMORPG League of Legends)

[thescourgeoftheseas]

omg

//i might have forgotten this blog existed >.>

[white-witch-aurora]

Mermaids galore (fricken fits)

The maiden of the deep thrashed about in the glass case that the crew put her in, her webbed hands pounding against the thickened glass. She was cramped, her long eel like tail twisted as she attempted to escape to no avail. Her scales matched her eyes in their emerald green colour, her long flowing hair covering her bare torso from the eyes of the men that had put her in here, not without a fight though, her tail had whipped someone in the face and broke a nose.

At least they had sea water in the tank, they were brushed up on what would happen to her if she didn’t have it. Out of the water for enough time she would gain legs instead of her tail, and if she stayed out for any longer than a few days then she would perish. What did these men want with her?

[white-witch-aurora]

thescourgeoftheseas:

Gangplank chuckled. “I ain’t gonna kill or cook ye, unless ye prove ta be too dangerous fer me ta let live… I simply want ta talk. I been curious about yer kind fer years, but none of ye ever want ta ever talk.” He said, a low growl in his voice. He was frustrated, and needed to maintain a more imposing demeanor to get her to talk hopefully.

“Well maybe if you asked nicely instead of putting us in fish tanks we would be more friendly towards you.” She growled back, her tail thrashing against the glass she was in.

[thescourgeoftheseas]

Gangplank sighed, running a hand down his face. “Everytime I get one of ye ta stop fer a second, ye never stay still long. This was tha only way...” he said, finishing the orange peeling and taking it apart to eat it.

[white-witch-aurora]

Mermaids galore (fricken fits)

The maiden of the deep thrashed about in the glass case that the crew put her in, her webbed hands pounding against the thickened glass. She was cramped, her long eel like tail twisted as she attempted to escape to no avail. Her scales matched her eyes in their emerald green colour, her long flowing hair covering her bare torso from the eyes of the men that had put her in here, not without a fight though, her tail had whipped someone in the face and broke a nose.

At least they had sea water in the tank, they were brushed up on what would happen to her if she didn’t have it. Out of the water for enough time she would gain legs instead of her tail, and if she stayed out for any longer than a few days then she would perish. What did these men want with her?

[white-witch-aurora]

thescourgeoftheseas:

Gangplank had been notified that the men had caught a mermaid and put her in the special tank they kept with them. Far too often he had tried to talk to one of the mermaids only to have them give some sort of teasing response and disappear… He had gotten frustrated, and finally decided to have his men trawl the seas for one while he was busy with other things… He walked up, his signature boots thumping on the floorboards and reverbrating slightly through the tank.

He pulled up a chair with a loud screech, before sitting heavily, a small carving knife in his hand, peeling an orange. “So, tell me, lass. What be yer name?” He asked, seeming to focus solely on the orange.

She continued to press on the glass, trying to find a way out still, only her head sticking out of the water. “What does it matter, I know what your people does to my kind.” She growled, her lips pulling back into a snarl.

[thescourgeoftheseas]

Gangplank chuckled. “I ain’t gonna kill or cook ye, unless ye prove ta be too dangerous fer me ta let live... I simply want ta talk. I been curious about yer kind fer years, but none of ye ever want ta ever talk.” He said, a low growl in his voice. He was frustrated, and needed to maintain a more imposing demeanor to get her to talk hopefully.

[white-witch-aurora]

Gangplank walked in to the cafe, wearing a heavy traveling cloak that covered his face and white beard. He was tired, having just gotten his arm replaced and needed to eat to keep his strength up. He sat in a booth, a scowl warding off prodding eyes, and waited for the waitress, knowing that he shouldn't draw too much attention in his tender state... He was going to need to learn his new arm, and fast.

Alliana walked over to the new customer. “Hey there, what can I get for you sweetheart?” She asked politely, a smile on her features, she could tell that this man was tired, and because of that she was prepared to take as much time as needed to help him get what nutrition that she could get to him.

[white-witch-aurora]

thescourgeoftheseas:

Gangplank smiled, noting the knuckles with a wry humor. He paid the check, and left a hefty tip, almost double the check. He was not normally generous, but he was feeling a lot more mortal since the explosion… And was glad of anyone who would assist him so clearly despite him being him. He left before her, leaving his signature on the check… And it was his trademark scrawled writing…

She blinked, tilting her head as she brought the money to the register, making her manager come to her and make sure that she wasn’t dreaming, the man actually gave her that big of a tip.

[thescourgeoftheseas]

Gangplank walked outside, realizing afterwards he had no clue where to go... He wasn’t king of Bilgewater, not after that stunt the bitch pulled off... He scratched his head, the hood shifting slightly and flashing his beard and face. He then turned, looking back at the kind woman who had talked to him, before turning to walk down the streets and cracking his neck. He needed to get to work.

[nooterspeghooter-deactivated202]

Reblog if this is true for your blog

[six-foot-two-phanchild]

I waited to reblog til i saw asexual. Thank youuu

[white-witch-aurora]

Mermaids galore (fricken fits)

The maiden of the deep thrashed about in the glass case that the crew put her in, her webbed hands pounding against the thickened glass. She was cramped, her long eel like tail twisted as she attempted to escape to no avail. Her scales matched her eyes in their emerald green colour, her long flowing hair covering her bare torso from the eyes of the men that had put her in here, not without a fight though, her tail had whipped someone in the face and broke a nose.

At least they had sea water in the tank, they were brushed up on what would happen to her if she didn’t have it. Out of the water for enough time she would gain legs instead of her tail, and if she stayed out for any longer than a few days then she would perish. What did these men want with her?

[thescourgeoftheseas]

Gangplank had been notified that the men had caught a mermaid and put her in the special tank they kept with them. Far too often he had tried to talk to one of the mermaids only to have them give some sort of teasing response and disappear... He had gotten frustrated, and finally decided to have his men trawl the seas for one while he was busy with other things... He walked up, his signature boots thumping on the floorboards and reverbrating slightly through the tank.

He pulled up a chair with a loud screech, before sitting heavily, a small carving knife in his hand, peeling an orange. “So, tell me, lass. What be yer name?” He asked, seeming to focus solely on the orange.

[white-witch-aurora]

Gangplank walked in to the cafe, wearing a heavy traveling cloak that covered his face and white beard. He was tired, having just gotten his arm replaced and needed to eat to keep his strength up. He sat in a booth, a scowl warding off prodding eyes, and waited for the waitress, knowing that he shouldn't draw too much attention in his tender state... He was going to need to learn his new arm, and fast.

Alliana walked over to the new customer. “Hey there, what can I get for you sweetheart?” She asked politely, a smile on her features, she could tell that this man was tired, and because of that she was prepared to take as much time as needed to help him get what nutrition that she could get to him.

[white-witch-aurora]

thescourgeoftheseas:

short-elementalist-alli:

thescourgeoftheseas:

short-elementalist-alli:

thescourgeoftheseas:

Gangplank sighed, before running a hand over his face. “Thank ye, lass… What be yer name, anyway?” he asked, head hanging a little to keep the view of his face from showing. He was going to have to tip her well for being so honest and nice, though it would get you killed back in his town…

“Alliana.” She replied, finishing cleaning the mess and going to get his food and another cup of coffee for him. “There you go, I hope it tastes nice.”

Gangplank nodded, his beard moving as he sniffed the food. “Thank ye, Alliana.” He said, before reaching forward, grabbing the fork with his good hand and shakily eating the food, not at his current prime.

“Of course, I’ll still be here for a while, so if you need anything while I’m still at work feel free to call me over.” She said, smiling sweetly at him and walking away, going back to cleaning the rest of the diner.

Gangplank gave a small grin. He finished his steak with no more incidents, thankfully, he was just not going to do anything fine with his new arm for a little bit. He put his fork down, glad the endeavor was over, and asked for his check. He still had quite a bit of gold left over from his stash he always kept.

She walked over to him, check in hand and a smile on her face, it was obvious that she was getting ready to leave as well, her purse on her shoulder and her keys slightly hanging out of her pocket, her keychain at least. Which happened to be a pair of brass knuckles made to fit on two fingers in the shape of a cat head, the ears pointed and dangerous looking.

[thescourgeoftheseas]

Gangplank smiled, noting the knuckles with a wry humor. He paid the check, and left a hefty tip, almost double the check. He was not normally generous, but he was feeling a lot more mortal since the explosion... And was glad of anyone who would assist him so clearly despite him being him. He left before her, leaving his signature on the check... And it was his trademark scrawled writing...

[thescourgeoftheseas]

{ H A Y V E N } Upon sailing the outskirts of Bilgewater in her boat, the endurance, the corsair points out the former Dictator, forcing her men to come to a complete stop. "P-Planky?! Is that Ye?! HOIST 'IM UP YOU GOBSHITES!" The blue eyed woman fiercely glared at her crew who wasted no efforts in delving towards the man.

Gangplank was worn and haggard, the explosion having shredded his arm but he seemed relatively unharmed surprisingly. He was a tough old nut, and he only barely resisted the grabbing arms, the man still fighting despite the pain.

[highseaqueen-deactivated2016080]

Once aboard, the corsair tosses her coat around her former boss, rushing him into the captains quarters. “Yer looking pretty banged up sir… We need to do something about that arm there.” For once, Hayven was generally worried, and it showed in her tone of voice as well as her expression. Carefully, she ties a belt around what little of his arm there is, tightening it until blood flow was cut off. “This tourniquet will save Ye some… Just hold on tight. We’ll get you some rum, and then depart for Piltover immidiately… We’ll get you that new arm, just lay low.”

[thescourgeoftheseas]

Gangplank was growling as he was out, something about ‘That bitch’ and ‘If I ever...” before it turned incoherent. He was angry, despite the pain and coma, and he was not going to be dying any time soon.

[askwinterorianna-blog]

//hhh its late and i find everythign cute

[white-witch-aurora]

Gangplank walked in to the cafe, wearing a heavy traveling cloak that covered his face and white beard. He was tired, having just gotten his arm replaced and needed to eat to keep his strength up. He sat in a booth, a scowl warding off prodding eyes, and waited for the waitress, knowing that he shouldn't draw too much attention in his tender state... He was going to need to learn his new arm, and fast.

Alliana walked over to the new customer. “Hey there, what can I get for you sweetheart?” She asked politely, a smile on her features, she could tell that this man was tired, and because of that she was prepared to take as much time as needed to help him get what nutrition that she could get to him.

[white-witch-aurora]

thescourgeoftheseas:

short-elementalist-alli:

thescourgeoftheseas:

Gangplank sighed, before running a hand over his face. “Thank ye, lass… What be yer name, anyway?” he asked, head hanging a little to keep the view of his face from showing. He was going to have to tip her well for being so honest and nice, though it would get you killed back in his town…

“Alliana.” She replied, finishing cleaning the mess and going to get his food and another cup of coffee for him. “There you go, I hope it tastes nice.”

Gangplank nodded, his beard moving as he sniffed the food. “Thank ye, Alliana.” He said, before reaching forward, grabbing the fork with his good hand and shakily eating the food, not at his current prime.

“Of course, I’ll still be here for a while, so if you need anything while I’m still at work feel free to call me over.” She said, smiling sweetly at him and walking away, going back to cleaning the rest of the diner.

[thescourgeoftheseas]

Gangplank gave a small grin. He finished his steak with no more incidents, thankfully, he was just not going to do anything fine with his new arm for a little bit. He put his fork down, glad the endeavor was over, and asked for his check. He still had quite a bit of gold left over from his stash he always kept.

[thescourgeoftheseas]

{ H A Y V E N } Upon sailing the outskirts of Bilgewater in her boat, the endurance, the corsair points out the former Dictator, forcing her men to come to a complete stop. "P-Planky?! Is that Ye?! HOIST 'IM UP YOU GOBSHITES!" The blue eyed woman fiercely glared at her crew who wasted no efforts in delving towards the man.

Gangplank was worn and haggard, the explosion having shredded his arm but he seemed relatively unharmed surprisingly. He was a tough old nut, and he only barely resisted the grabbing arms, the man still fighting despite the pain.

[white-witch-aurora]

Gangplank walked in to the cafe, wearing a heavy traveling cloak that covered his face and white beard. He was tired, having just gotten his arm replaced and needed to eat to keep his strength up. He sat in a booth, a scowl warding off prodding eyes, and waited for the waitress, knowing that he shouldn't draw too much attention in his tender state... He was going to need to learn his new arm, and fast.

Alliana walked over to the new customer. “Hey there, what can I get for you sweetheart?” She asked politely, a smile on her features, she could tell that this man was tired, and because of that she was prepared to take as much time as needed to help him get what nutrition that she could get to him.

[white-witch-aurora]

thescourgeoftheseas:

Gangplank sighed, before running a hand over his face. “Thank ye, lass… What be yer name, anyway?” he asked, head hanging a little to keep the view of his face from showing. He was going to have to tip her well for being so honest and nice, though it would get you killed back in his town…

“Alliana.” She replied, finishing cleaning the mess and going to get his food and another cup of coffee for him. “There you go, I hope it tastes nice.”

[thescourgeoftheseas]

Gangplank nodded, his beard moving as he sniffed the food. “Thank ye, Alliana.” He said, before reaching forward, grabbing the fork with his good hand and shakily eating the food, not at his current prime.

[white-witch-aurora]

Gangplank walked in to the cafe, wearing a heavy traveling cloak that covered his face and white beard. He was tired, having just gotten his arm replaced and needed to eat to keep his strength up. He sat in a booth, a scowl warding off prodding eyes, and waited for the waitress, knowing that he shouldn't draw too much attention in his tender state... He was going to need to learn his new arm, and fast.

Alliana walked over to the new customer. “Hey there, what can I get for you sweetheart?” She asked politely, a smile on her features, she could tell that this man was tired, and because of that she was prepared to take as much time as needed to help him get what nutrition that she could get to him.

[white-witch-aurora]

thescourgeoftheseas:

short-elementalist-alli:

thescourgeoftheseas:

Gangplank tilted his head. “Do ye have any rum? I be needin ta dull an ache…” he said, only half joking. His arm hurt like none other still, and he was not too pleased about it. He then chuckled again. “Else I be havin it black. No need ta dull tha taste.”

“I’m afraid not, but I do know a bar close by that does.” She replied and smiled slightly before going to put in the order and bringing back his cup of coffee soon after.

Gangplank chuckled, leaning back and waiting for his cup. His hood still covered his head, trying to remain inconspicuous, though that was hard due to how shady he looked… When the coffee came, he nodded, before reaching into his coat, before realizing that he was missing his flask since the explosion…. He growled a little bit, the memory angering him, but he sighed and went to grab the cup with his mechanical hand. He knocked the cup over, shattering it on the floor, and he cursed his clumsiness with the new arm.

“Hey don’t worry about it, I’ll clean it up and get you a new cup.” She said softly, going to grab a mop and broom to clean up the mess with.

[thescourgeoftheseas]

Gangplank sighed, before running a hand over his face. “Thank ye, lass... What be yer name, anyway?” he asked, head hanging a little to keep the view of his face from showing. He was going to have to tip her well for being so honest and nice, though it would get you killed back in his town...

[white-witch-aurora]

Gangplank walked in to the cafe, wearing a heavy traveling cloak that covered his face and white beard. He was tired, having just gotten his arm replaced and needed to eat to keep his strength up. He sat in a booth, a scowl warding off prodding eyes, and waited for the waitress, knowing that he shouldn't draw too much attention in his tender state... He was going to need to learn his new arm, and fast.

Alliana walked over to the new customer. “Hey there, what can I get for you sweetheart?” She asked politely, a smile on her features, she could tell that this man was tired, and because of that she was prepared to take as much time as needed to help him get what nutrition that she could get to him.

[white-witch-aurora]

thescourgeoftheseas:

Gangplank tilted his head. “Do ye have any rum? I be needin ta dull an ache…” he said, only half joking. His arm hurt like none other still, and he was not too pleased about it. He then chuckled again. “Else I be havin it black. No need ta dull tha taste.”

“I’m afraid not, but I do know a bar close by that does.” She replied and smiled slightly before going to put in the order and bringing back his cup of coffee soon after.

[thescourgeoftheseas]

Gangplank chuckled, leaning back and waiting for his cup. His hood still covered his head, trying to remain inconspicuous, though that was hard due to how shady he looked... When the coffee came, he nodded, before reaching into his coat, before realizing that he was missing his flask since the explosion.... He growled a little bit, the memory angering him, but he sighed and went to grab the cup with his mechanical hand. He knocked the cup over, shattering it on the floor, and he cursed his clumsiness with the new arm.

[white-witch-aurora]

Gangplank walked in to the cafe, wearing a heavy traveling cloak that covered his face and white beard. He was tired, having just gotten his arm replaced and needed to eat to keep his strength up. He sat in a booth, a scowl warding off prodding eyes, and waited for the waitress, knowing that he shouldn't draw too much attention in his tender state... He was going to need to learn his new arm, and fast.

Alliana walked over to the new customer. “Hey there, what can I get for you sweetheart?” She asked politely, a smile on her features, she could tell that this man was tired, and because of that she was prepared to take as much time as needed to help him get what nutrition that she could get to him.

[white-witch-aurora]

thescourgeoftheseas:

short-elementalist-alli:

thescourgeoftheseas:

“Do ye have devilfish? Or anything that be good fer a man wit a need fer sustenance?” He said, his arm making small clicks and whirrs as it settled into place at his side. “If not that, at least ye can get me a mug o’ rum or the head o’ tha bitch that did this ta me.”

“I don’t have most of that. But maybe a steak dinner and some coffee or a milkshake?” She suggested, pursing her lips in slight confusion, she had never even heard about devilfish, they sounded spooky.

Gangplank chuckled, a deep rough sound. “I would like tha, I guess… Steak an Coffee… Haveno’ had tha in ages. If ye recommen it…” He said, almost musing. Having come so close to death, he was a lot more pensive about life. He needed to build up his reputation again, but he needed to cater to his basic needs first…

She nodded slightly. “The steak here is always amazing, I’ll go put your order in and bring out your coffee. Do you take anything in it?” She asked, tilting her head slightly.

[thescourgeoftheseas]

Gangplank tilted his head. “Do ye have any rum? I be needin ta dull an ache...” he said, only half joking. His arm hurt like none other still, and he was not too pleased about it. He then chuckled again. “Else I be havin it black. No need ta dull tha taste.”

[white-witch-aurora]

Gangplank walked in to the cafe, wearing a heavy traveling cloak that covered his face and white beard. He was tired, having just gotten his arm replaced and needed to eat to keep his strength up. He sat in a booth, a scowl warding off prodding eyes, and waited for the waitress, knowing that he shouldn't draw too much attention in his tender state... He was going to need to learn his new arm, and fast.

Alliana walked over to the new customer. “Hey there, what can I get for you sweetheart?” She asked politely, a smile on her features, she could tell that this man was tired, and because of that she was prepared to take as much time as needed to help him get what nutrition that she could get to him.

[white-witch-aurora]

thescourgeoftheseas:

“Do ye have devilfish? Or anything that be good fer a man wit a need fer sustenance?” He said, his arm making small clicks and whirrs as it settled into place at his side. “If not that, at least ye can get me a mug o’ rum or the head o’ tha bitch that did this ta me.”

“I don’t have most of that. But maybe a steak dinner and some coffee or a milkshake?” She suggested, pursing her lips in slight confusion, she had never even heard about devilfish, they sounded spooky.

[thescourgeoftheseas]

Gangplank chuckled, a deep rough sound. “I would like tha, I guess... Steak an Coffee... Haveno’ had tha in ages. If ye recommen it...” He said, almost musing. Having come so close to death, he was a lot more pensive about life. He needed to build up his reputation again, but he needed to cater to his basic needs first...

[white-witch-aurora]

Gangplank walked in to the cafe, wearing a heavy traveling cloak that covered his face and white beard. He was tired, having just gotten his arm replaced and needed to eat to keep his strength up. He sat in a booth, a scowl warding off prodding eyes, and waited for the waitress, knowing that he shouldn't draw too much attention in his tender state... He was going to need to learn his new arm, and fast.

Alliana walked over to the new customer. “Hey there, what can I get for you sweetheart?” She asked politely, a smile on her features, she could tell that this man was tired, and because of that she was prepared to take as much time as needed to help him get what nutrition that she could get to him.

[thescourgeoftheseas]

“Do ye have devilfish? Or anything that be good fer a man wit a need fer sustenance?” He said, his arm making small clicks and whirrs as it settled into place at his side. “If not that, at least ye can get me a mug o’ rum or the head o’ tha bitch that did this ta me.”