SECOND ANNUAL TALK LIKE A PIRATE DAY! (Open RP)

[anthony-crowley.livejournal.com]

Crowley awoke, not in his comfortable bed inside Club 33, but disoriented and hung over on a bench in front of the castle, an empty bottle of rum still clutched in one hand, mouth fuzzy, and head pounding.

"Ngk."

He brought up the other hand to guard his bleary, uncovered eyes from the glaring sun. It took him a moment to realize that there was a great deal more frilly sleeve around his wrist than there should be. After a perfectly still moment, Crowley ever so cautiously moved his hand down slightly to discover a mustache and double braided beard.

"Bugger."

It wasn't what he meant to say.

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[palletkid.livejournal.com]

"Yes ma'am!" Ash said, as some things transcend even forced pirate talk and an upbringing to be polite to women and your elders was one of them. His mother probably wouldn't have been happy to hear about her son going around calling people wenches, even if it wasn't his fault.

There was a pause, and then "Ye wouldn't be wantin' to join our crew, would ye?" he asked. "Only I be destined to become the greatest pirate to ere sail the seven seas, and all the great pirates need a motley crew. Pikachu's my First Mate, but I be not certain he's motley."

[kuchiki.livejournal.com]

Join his crew? Rukia was half-tempted to tell him no, thank you, it was very nice of him to ask, but it seemed like a pretty silly game and she didn't think it was best to get carried away with this whole pirate business.

Part of her was tempted to just accept. It did seem like fun.

In the end, the second part won out, though more because her mouth seemed to have a mind of its own than because of any conscious choice on Rukia's part: "Arrr, it just so happens I invented motley!" She didn't actually know what 'motley' meant. "Me lad, I'd be happy ter join your crew."