09/10/2022
I Think I Hate the First Mate
The Pirates and the Spyglass of Time
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Every good ship needs a few trusty officers to keep things running , allow me to introduce you fine folks to a few of them , to me they’re not just me crew
Theres me friends , me brothers in arms , this fella to the far right , that be Big Abe , we met Big Abe long about 7 years ago , we had stopped in Jamaica in a small port near Port Royal , we just mean to re supply , the typical , lemons , limes , mangoes , all manners of citrus , Loverboy greatest hits tape , or even Reo Speedwagon , but no such things existed yet ... the shop keeper had told of a massive slave uprising in and around Port Royal , so we thought it could be a opportune time to take adavantage of the chaos , and perform a little impromptu raid , we made the short sail around the coastline to find some major skirmishes all around the city, Cap’n John suggested it might be a good time to take down the cities armory , and liberate a few of there muskets , pistols and all the gunpowder and musketballs we could find , as we came ashore we first set our eyes on a man , not just a man , but a mountain of a man , this man was taking on 5 British soldiers at once , all fully armed with nothing more than what looked like a broom handle , he ripped the first guys arms off and beat him to death with his own arms , the second did the old patented Steven Segal neck snap ... the next two he had lined up in such a way that he ran them thru with the broom handle , and last man stood shaking as he grabbed the pistol out of the mans hands , aimed and shot the right thru his old Johnny C**k N’ Balls , our whole crew reacted with a wince and an audible “ ooohhh “ reacting to the pain , this caught the mans attentions as he turned to us... Cap’n John stepped forward and addressed the man carefully... “ Whoa friend , we’re just here as humble sailors a fortune , looking for the British Armory “ , the man still breathing heavily , but responded in a suprisingly calm voice ... “ I’ll take you to the armory , ill even help you load up , but you have to take me with you , and give me my fair share, if I stay here when more troops come they’re definitely going to kill me ... Cap’n John extended his hand and share a firm forearm / handshake and shared a wry smile with our new friend