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created 12/31/2012 6:45 am by Deth_Glitch
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Damon looked up over his desk, another ship was about to board the small island. He got up and headed down to the port and made sure there was enough supplies so that the 'Royal New England Pirate Hunters' had food for the week. Satisfied he paid the merchant and told his ship, the HMS Wolf, to prepare to set sail and headed back up to the office. Eventually he found Captain Flint and told him he was to, "hold the fort" Until He was back.
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01/08/2013 1:24 pm
Level 36 : Artisan Turtle
Deth_Glitch
All of the men were engaged with the pirates, swords flashing and clanging. The pirates underestimated his men, they were pushing them back! Damon looked at the rest of the crew and signaled them over. HMS Wolf would never make it back, the engines were shot and it was barely afloat, they were going to take the enemy ship! Then the HMS Wolf shook, they had boarded the other side. The larger ship had begun to board, the pirates grinning, Damon called any men that could get out, out of the fray on the port-side and they charged at the other ship. Dumb fools! Damon thought at the other ship boarded They could have picked us off and won... like normal pirates.. then it dawned on him They want hostages... "These worm tongued traitors to the good of the world want to take us home to tea! But I was always told never to go home with strangers, they can be dangerous! What do we do to dangerous men!?" He screamed to a chorus of "Gut them!" or "Punish them!" or "Make them safer!" and many more. The men's morale shot up once more, Even if the pirates win... they wont have any hostages Damon thought.
01/07/2013 9:16 pm
Level 21 : Expert Artist
lilymalady123
lily coughed and ran to the door. she opened the door. "hi there. sorry for the... uh... smoke, bang and all that. working on a new invention."
01/07/2013 3:09 pm
Level 32 : Artisan Network
Oni__
Grey rushed to the window, the lab across the road has some smoke coming out of an open window and there had been a huge bang, Grey rushed out of his shop across the stret and knocked on the door, that crazy girl had gone at enough.
01/07/2013 3:21 am
Level 21 : Expert Artist
lilymalady123
lily mumbled to herself as she started to tinker with odds and ends. she giggled. "EUREKA!!!" she shouted "finally, after all these years..." lily had finally perfected her minuture are craft. "no steam, no bags, just the pure power of air." the small contraption hovered slightly over the ground. she adjusted the bottom and soon it was flying at the hieght of her head. suddenly, it started to spark and smoke. "VATICAN CAMEOS!!!" she yelled as she jumped to the floor. the machine exploded and a large boom rang through the streets.
01/04/2013 4:59 pm
Level 32 : Artisan Network
Oni__
"The ginger tomcat? Yeah you did, the neighbour didn't trust us ever again after that, even though you missed the vitals and made it a bit limp." Grey said, th ename carved onto that gun was Allen Fiore, his grandfather renowned double-agent used by the military to spy on the pirates, his true side was never really known, he took down several pirate bases yet aided in killing an army platoon, "Good times Marcus, good times now about that airship you stole? You only had access to the Linesanyer's correct? You pretty much dead if you use that, the military will catch up in an instant how are you escaping?"
01/04/2013 1:42 pm
Level 23 : Expert Prince
Peter_2271
Marcus had known Grey since they were small. Marcus used to visit him every time the caravan stopped. Marcus had thought of even being an engineer but he didn't have the money."Oh they just realized I abandoned the military and stole one of their ships. Nothing bad really",Marcus said pulling out a top hat and flipping his coat around so that it now looked fancy. He had created numerous disguises over the years for occasions like the one at hand.

Marcus put in the vault code and stepped back as the giant door opened. He stepped inside and looked around. He picked out a flintlock pistol and put it into his pocket noticing the name carved into it."Didn't I use this to shoot the neighbor's cat?",He said as he took a thin but long silver dagger. He stowed the pistol in his right pants pocket and the dagger in his left coat pocket.
01/04/2013 8:30 am
Level 13 : Journeyman Crafter
gohkamikaze
A knock at the door. "Come in!" Lavernius replied, rather flustered. The door opened to reveal Johann, his butler.

"Master Prowler, there's someone here to see you. Shall I send him up?"

"Yes yes, please do, Johann. Thank you." The short Dutchman bowed and left the study, leaving Lavernius once more alone. He sat behind his desk and pulled a kerchief from his pocket, wiping the nervous sweat from his brow. Frantically, he began fixing his hair and straightening his clothes in an attempt to look calm and professional. It was the nature of the letter that had caught him off-guard, usually he was quite relaxed with business affairs.
01/04/2013 4:19 am
Level 32 : Artisan Network
Oni__
"What is it this time? Petty theft? Slipping way when you're meant to be fighting a cause?" Grey said, "Go into the back, there should be something there for you in the safe, I assume you know the combination?" Marcus had been one of Greys clients from the very start, probably the reason he was still in business.
01/03/2013 8:54 pm
Level 23 : Expert Prince
Peter_2271
Marcus froze as he heard a voice behind him. "Going somewhere Marcus? I thought you were supposed to be out of town. In the Western Rift fighting for our cause maybe?",the man behind him said. "No I am a Merchant man myself. I prefer not to deal with corrupted scum such as yourself Robert",Marcus said with anger in his voice. "Thats a shame you didn't come quietly" "Get him before he escapes!",Robert shouted as Marcus sprinted down the street. He slipped into Grey's shop just before the guards caught up. He listened at the door as Robert shouted at them to keep searching. He turned to Grey who was staring at him in confusion."Um Robert I need your help. "The captain of the guard might've seen me and realized I am a wanted man. You don't happen to have any weapons around you?",Marcus asked stepping away from the door.
01/03/2013 4:53 pm
Level 32 : Artisan Network
Oni__
Grey was looking out of his window as he worked, a coffee was on his desk. He'd just seen that inventor girl walk into her lab across the way, that girl was strange she acted like a child and looked like one but she was about 20 something at least, otherwise she wouldn't get the job of being an inventor, she probably had some sort of degree in engineering to make the contraptions she sometimes took out of her lab and the parts she would take in. Grey wondered why she seemed so happy, times were tough with the pirates and he barley got to test his new designs, she'd been gone what a month? Grey had almost forgotten abut her, had she been on holiday? Something few would do, to dangerous to fly the skies, even bigger ships were succumbing to the airships now.
01/03/2013 2:14 pm
Level 36 : Artisan Turtle
Deth_Glitch
Damon's ship was taking a battering. He had all but destroyed one of the ships, still sinking down far below them. Two ships remained, on closing in to, presumably, board and the other continuously keeping up a barrage of cannonballs. The HMS Wolf was listing to the starboard side, only the gas tanks on the port side where enough to keep it aloft and the few on the starboard side barely managing to stop it twisting 90 degrees. Then it all want beyond control, the pirates boarded on the port side and, as the starboard cannons fired, a pirate volley on the starboard side knocked a third of Damon's crew into the endless blue below them. Damon cursed and drew his sword "Forget the starboard cannons, fight men! fight!" He screamed as he ran at the boarding party. He motioned a brief signal to the helmsman and the ship began to turn. Hopefully he could use the other ship to wedge between the ships, hopefully.
01/03/2013 1:29 pm
Level 13 : Journeyman Crafter
gohkamikaze
((Greetings, comrades!))

Lavernius paced back and forth across the ancient Persian rug in his luxurious office. It had just gone a quarter past three, and his benefactor was running late. It was only a handful of days ago that the courier had delivered the letter to his door, its contents vague and mysterious in nature. All it stated is that a wealthy someone had a vested interest in employing his services, and would pay a visit in three day's time around noon. No name, no return address, a true mystery was the origin.
01/03/2013 6:24 am
Level 21 : Expert Artist
lilymalady123
lily sat at the front of the airship coming into dock of new england. she just got back from a "holiday" (more like torture trip!) in a town a bit off. she smiled, she hadnt been in her own lab in over a month. she skipped through the streets of new england, happy but aware. she wasn't stupid, she knew there were pickpockets around. she strolled through the streets, buying a sweet from the sweet stand in the markets. she got to her door and pulled out her key. "stupid door, i gotta fix that." she muttered as she struggled with the sticky lock. she was always so busy inventing that she never had time to fix her house up. it was a bit of a mess. trinkets and gears and tools everywhere. "i'll clean it tommorrow." she shrugged it off.
01/02/2013 7:17 pm
Level 36 : Artisan Turtle
Deth_Glitch
The sky was deep blue, only a few clouds in the space around them. Damon Ran the length of the deck as another barrage of cannons replied to last Pirate Volley. They are FAR to organised Damon thought as he shouted out orders left and right. "Men to the port side! one of them is trying to flank us!" he barked at them. The ship was constantly shaking, every volley fired and every volley received caused the ship to jerk in the air. On ship on either side and the third one seemed fit with its repairs and was returning to the fight. The strong winds were blowing Damon's cloak all over, like a wild demon breaking free. "Men, you know theses pirates are under the Clan but we are under the FLAG of New England!" He screamed to bolster their morale "Where is their flag? I don't see it, are they ashamed to serve the Clan of Deth? Yes! But we are honored to serve our land!". He stood still as a rock as splinters showered past him and the wind battered him, upon the prow he stood, facing his men. He was proud of them, even at this dark hour when, in the endless blue sky, all seemed lost they fought, not just with orders, not just with cannons and swords but, if it came to it, their teeth and claws. These were men that would give it their all, and would fight their way off of their deathbeds!
01/02/2013 2:23 pm
Level 32 : Artisan Network
Oni__
((Sure whynaut its that guy from Les Miserables thanks google gophoto it thing))

Grey put down his spanner, he'd made the crystal on the engine work as a light storage container and he needed to get his parcel, he walked to a sink in his workshop and washed off his face, after this he walked back into his office, the bag of stamps he had was running low and he had no intention of buying more, he slipped on his jacket and walked out into the streets, the weather for a change wasn't raining new England had inherited the rain from the old days. Grey set of for the port awaiting th arrival of his package, if it had arrived he would have 2 hours left until they shipped it to the post office and he had to give up yet another stamp. Luckily he was on his way back a few minutes later, his package arrived safe and sound.
01/02/2013 2:01 pm
Level 23 : Expert Prince
Peter_2271
Marcus ran through the streets of the city. The town guards had seen posted a flyer of him with 500 Silvers reward. And the signature ordering the catch of him made it even worse. He ducked into fruit stand as a guard walked by. He smirked when he saw the guard,19,drunk,and weak. He knew this guard would be all to easy. He took a chance and quickly ran after the man. He trailed him until he managed to steal his coin purse and he darted into a building. He stowed the coin purse in the bag he had slung over his back. He walked out of the building back into the streets. He decided it was time to set sail and get out before he was caught. He ran to his ship dodging guards and suspicious shopkeepers. It took him longer than he would have wanted but he was safe now on his own deck. He told Jean to to prepare to set sail in 20 minutes. It would be just enough time to stop at an engineers building and trade in some parts he had salvaged from a wrecked pirate ship on the Western Dunes.
((I have an idea can money be like Coppers,SIlvers,Gold/ 5 Bronze=1 Silver/10 Silvers=1 Gold. Also ONI can our characters be friends/business partners?))
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((That picture is my character. If you get the reference tell me))
01/02/2013 2:35 am
Level 45 : Master Batman
Elijah_Blu
The Golden Oar breached a large cloud, the dew sticking to the hull as the breached the fully white puff of water. They had flown right into a battle, a Pirate hunter and a group of that which they hunted. Clyde ordered the halt of the ship. They had yet to be noticed as they sat along a cloud. He grabbed a telescope and extended it, taking a look at how the confrontation was going. They would need to pass by, but he had to make sure the pirates wouldn't follow them. If the battle turned for the pirates, the Golden Oar would certainly give a helping hand.
01/01/2013 8:35 pm
Level 32 : Artisan Network
Oni__
((going to sleep aswell but here's a long one)
Steam thrusters.., Grey tried the concept long ago, but the ballon ended up having steam put into it to keep it afloat with a lack of storage for the steam. laporite crystals were his next step, a crystal-like substance found on the bottom of the island they currently live on, it was rather common but extracting it was difficult, Grey found these could hold immense amount of steam due to a chamber built of the substance had minimum leaks and was light. Then Iranite systems. The final step, failed due to Grey losing funding , these systems use the crystals to focus the steam as a thrust but e system was never worked out. Why this person knew of the systems was oblivious but he wanted a draft idea for them, to see the worth of trying it. Grey couldn't send him his old drafts, so he walked into the hangar and pulled a cloth off of a machine, his prototype Iranite system, he took up his wrench and got to work, delving into the night to overcome the obstacle.
01/01/2013 8:22 pm
Level 36 : Artisan Turtle
Deth_Glitch
Going to sleep so heres a short one

Cannon balls flew past, one of the helium compartments burst open. A deafening crack as the Bow Cannons fired again and the ship began to list to the port-side as it turned left. Damon waited until the ship and turned far enough "Fire the Starboard Cannons!" He shouted. A thunderous noise was heard as twenty five cannons all fired off at once. The HMS Wolf jerked to the side and one of the smaller pirate ships began to retreat so they could, presumably, attempt repairs.
01/01/2013 7:58 pm
Level 32 : Artisan Network
Oni__
((isn't the horizon the point where you can no longer see past at eye level? So there should be a horizon))

Grey was about out of the door of Fiore and co shipwrights ((changed the name so it sounded better)) when his assistant handed him a note "what in the name of Skepta is this?" He said looking at the note and reading it, "What? A request for an airship that doesn't use a balloon, sail or steam to fly? This man is talking about witchcraft here... Or is he?" Grey ran back into the factory, his delivery could wait this is something he needed to get to the bottom of. He took off his jacket and hung it up on a hanger and slipped on his goggles, and sat at his drafting bench, it was made of wood and had marks all over it from scratches of pens, knives and even a blackened corner from that accident with a welder.

Grey opened a draw and scanned the files, G,H,I. I, Iranite systems. He took out the file and opened another draw, J,K,L. L laporite crystals. And finally S steam thrusters.

He lay out the files before him and delved into them, firstly the Steam thruster file, the systems airships sometimes used for propulsion and to stay afloat, it was currently rather risky as it wasn't completely perfected.

((Assuming they either use balloons or steam power to keep afloat.))
01/01/2013 7:33 pm
Level 36 : Artisan Turtle
Deth_Glitch
There where three pirateships in the distance* and one of them looked fairly well equipped "Damn, must be more pirates 'unofficially' working for the Cult" Damon muttered. "Full sail and men to your stations! There's a battle brewing!" He screamed at the men. Normally the pirates would be running at this point, but they changed course to head straight toward them. "Damn it" he muttered They must have something.. they seem too.. sure! he thought. Damon stood straight and ordered his men " Aim the front four cannons!... Fire!". A loud crack breached the air as four cannon balls went hurtling toward the pirates, "Reload!" he ordered as one of the cannons hit the hull of one of the smaller ships, taking at least two cannons out of the fight "prepare the starboard Cannons!" They were closing, it was unlikely he would have a chance to fire the Bow Cannons again but it was best to have them loaded. They mean business he thought as the pirates returned fire upon the HMS Wolf.
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Damon Farrow
01/01/2013 4:57 pm
Level 32 : Artisan Network
Oni__
Grey sat at his desk in his office at the Grey an Co. Airship Wright designing a draft for his new ship, his phone rang and he picked up "Grey and co Airship wright, this is Grey speaking. How can I help you?" he said continuing his draft, a few seconds later he put down the phone and sighed, "another wrong number, business is to slow." Grey stood up and walked out of his office, picking up his jacket on the way out ((Think mafia suit style jacket)) and slipping it on, he had some cargo coming in and he wanted to be there to pick it up in person, Stamps costed money and he didn't want to pay the money for a bag when he could pick his mail up in person.
01/01/2013 3:38 pm
Level 45 : Master Batman
Elijah_Blu
The Golden Oar soared above the clouds as it was making it's trade route, it's belly full of precious goods. Belgian leaned over the railing and looked down past the clouds at the shattered land masses below. It had been a very quiet trip so far, no one had even been in the sky for their entire trip, and it was unsettling. Though they would be reaching a small island of New England shortly, and there they might be able to sell some goods, or at least stretch their legs some. He hoped that nothing would reveal itself from the clouds until they could dock there.
01/01/2013 5:20 am
Level 36 : Artisan Turtle
Deth_Glitch
I see...
12/31/2012 5:57 pm
Level 16 : Journeyman Toast
Hist
Concerning Guns
12/31/2012 1:04 pm
Level 36 : Artisan Turtle
Deth_Glitch
Commander Damon walked aboard the HMS Wolf and surveyed the waiting troops. They weren't standing to attention and their armour wasn't polished but they were just as Damon had expected, ready. He nodded to the helms man and cut the moorings, any pirate foolish enough to attack this ship alone deserved to die, probably before they got a chance to board. Damon stood at the bow of the Airship and breathed a deep breath of fresh air. And so the hunt begins! He thought as the ship rumbled out of port and the propellers began to get it moving. The HMS wolf took a lot of time and power to get to speed but once it did it was about as fast as the average pirate ship... but much, much bigger. The fifty-six cannons glistened in the crisp morning air as men lifted their swords into the light. "Do those damn pirates stand a chance?" He screamed at the men. "Not one can stand against the might of the Wolf!" They shouted back. He smiled, the HMS Wolf was an Icon for the people of new England, it was their most powerful airship and had the most battle hardened crew.
Guns...
12/31/2012 12:27 pm
Level 16 : Journeyman Toast
Hist
The caravan slowly crawled across the rough path, like an old man taking his time on an evening stroll the cold air ate at the tattered wheels, through the fog nothing would be seen but a light, a single light in a cave of darkness, his eyes looked at the floor. He was thinking, as he always did. If this was a normal man he would probably be muttering to himself but instead he simply clicked his beak every now and then. His dark swirling eyes stared to the floor as it moved under his caravan and into the past, he would watch the pieces of grass be pushed lightly down as the damp wooden wheels road over it. When suddenly there was a sound. He looked up. Bandits, he could hear them but not see them. Where were they? Something brushed the top of his wood, the material pressed into his coarse skin before the bandit had time to lift the loose piece of leather tangling from his armour the wise crow had turned quickly, rolling onto his back he lifted his talons which took hold of the bandit's face. The bandit just managed a squeal before he was pulled off the top of the caravan and thrown to the path where the others were alerted, an arrow shot directly at the crow's face, he opened his beak letting the arrow go through his open mouth, he got up quickly and climbed to the top of the caravan where another attempted to follow, he turned and kicked hard on the other bandits face his body entering a rag doll moment where his body plunged hard into the moist soil but when the crow came to turn another bandit was in front, the bandit lifted his clockwork pistol which had no time to fire when the crow quickly pulled the bandit to his chest, span him around and took hold of the gun where he began shooting at the two highwaymen which held wooden crossbows reinforced with rusted steel and iron, one bullet knocked the highwayman down but the second ducked and managed to hit the crow's leg, he let out the carbon dioxide from his mouth and took in a gulp of fresh air as the blood poured out, the crow shot forward and dropped the bandit which was his shield, he lifted the gun and walked slowly towards the last bandit who was reloading desperately but just as he finally managed he looked up to see the black eyes of the crow, the sound of the pistol echoed throughout the hills as the bandit fell to the floor.

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