NationStates Jolt Archive

Fed up of the political goings on of the nationstates General board? Wanna post in a thread where ye can just relax and escape the real world rather than debate it but dislike the corniness of the 'Paradise Club'?

Then come here to the perfect bar for pirate folk to sit around a table talking about girls, singing some really dirty songs and going yar! And all over a bottle of Rum!

ARRRRRRRRRRR me laddy!

Ar, ye be a man after me own heart...

I good place where I can rest me feet...

Cheers to ya mate

Ar, ye be a man after me own heart...

I good place where I can rest me feet...

Cheers to ya mate

Arr me laddy. Get this here down ya!

Hast ye seen me little cockatoo about, there, hearties? It's past time for to feed the wee beastie...

Speaking of missing things me hearty... Where is me pants???

I was sure as god that I was wearing them a minute ago....

Speaking of missing things me hearty... Where is me pants???

I was sure as god that I was wearing them a minute ago....

Arr, me laddy. Thar be a good sign!

Arrrr.

Avast, ye salty dogs! There be Villians Afoot! Come hither to the wailsworth, for naught!

Pal Mic Matey, Point us 45 degrees North Awsometude! Mr. Bottington, assemble the Fishy-Poles! And you, little Dillo, you keep being a Raging alcoholic and stay out of me way!

Professer Hootington, bring me that horizon.

Oh wait...thar they be... I left them in me misses's room... ;)

Avast, ye salty dogs! There be Villians Afoot! Come hither to the wailsworth, for naught!

Pal Mic Matey, Point us 45 degrees North Awsometude! Mr. Bottington, assemble the Fishy-Poles! And you, little Dillo, you keep being a Raging alcoholic and stay out of me way!

Professer Hootington, bring me that horizon.

Arr, lads, I think wes got ourselves a mad un. Put him in the corner me hearties!

Ye've never kissed 'til ye've kissed a cockatoo, mateys!

Har har har. Where's me grog?

So lads... Where is it from that ye hail?

Ye've never kissed 'til ye've kissed a cockatoo, mateys!

'Haps that's why ya lost her me thinks lad.

Har har har. Where's me grog?

Ya spilled it. Want 'nother?

Jesus christ this is random as heck....
but what they hey -

YAR! MATEYS!

Nay! Ye shall never take me alive, yea knaves! Professer Hootington, Protect me!

*Prof. Hootington Flies away(He's an owl, if you didn't know)*

Damn you Professer Hootington...You betrayed me! Now you must all walketh the plank!

Jesus christ this is random as heck....
but what they hey -

YAR! MATEYS!

Yar! What'll 't be ya scurvy dog?!

Is it just me mates?.... Or is the room moving around on it's own?....

I says we put us together a crew, tall and straight - all chosen men (and wenches too), and set sail for raiding these 'ere threads!

Arrr, there's not a naval vessel as could stop us, what do you say to that, me buckos?

Let's find us some swag!

Is it just me mates?.... Or is the room moving around on it's own?....

We be not at sea yet me laddy so me be n'clined to suspect tis you that has had a bit too much of the old rum, me hearty! Will ye be wanting some more, or be yas ready t' go raiding the club they call paradise? Yar har!

I says we put us together a crew, tall and straight - all chosen men (and wenches too), and set sail for raiding these 'ere threads!

Arrr, there's not a naval vessel as could stop us, what do you say to that, me buckos?

Let's find us some swag!

That be an idea. Off t'tack the paradise ye say?!

*Pirate ship enters harbour and begins shelling town with cannons*

GIVE US ALL YER BOOTAY!!!!

We be not at sea yet me laddy so me be n'clined to suspect tis you that has had a bit too much of the old rum, me hearty! Will ye be wanting some more, or be yas ready t' go raiding the club they call paradise? Yar har!

Har har har! Aye, let's deal piracy to the scurvies o' the Paradise Club! Avast!

*Pirate ship enters harbour and begins shelling town with cannons*

GIVE US ALL YER BOOTAY!!!!

Ar tha be mad ole kanars for ye. Mad as an old boot!

Evenin, Kana, what'll ye be having?

Har har har! Aye, let's deal piracy to the scurvies o' the Paradise Club! Avast!

Arr, all off to the Paradise and start posting "We be ye crew of 'Ye Jolly Roger'. Give's yer booty or prepare yourselves for an evening with the fishes?!"

Ar tha be mad ole kanars for ye. Mad as an old boot!

Evenin, Kana, what'll ye be having?

Arrr....i'll be having the whole bar matey!! *Helps self*

And wheres that BOOTAY?!?!?

Arrr....i'll be having the whole bar matey!! *Helps self*

And wheres that BOOTAY?!?!?

A rum'll that be then.

Ye not off to the paradise then me hearty?

Thar be plunder beyond all reckonin' that those scalliwags'd be hoardin' over there in Paradise. What good is it doing them all piled up when it could buy us all the grog in the West Indies? Arrrr!

Thar be plunder beyond all reckonin' that those scalliwags'd be hoardin' over there in Paradise. What good is it doing them all piled up when it could buy us all the grog in the West Indies? Arrrr!

Off ye go then me hearties!

LOOKY mates! I found me gun!

A rum'll that be then.

Ye not off to the paradise then me hearty?

Arrr. Arr. Paradise?

I just want some BOOTAY with a big treasure chest.

But I guess i'll come, matey.

LOOKY mates! I found me gun!

ARR!!! THATS ME GUN, NOT YERS!!!

*Takes off peg-leg and hits Letora in the face with it on the smelly top side*

Arrrr....there be....I.....never....

It's so....

Where am I?

*Rubs head*

Allright me bucko! YE WANT A FIGHT!

I"LL FIGHT!!!!

*Draws Longsword*

*Takes gun*

Oh, by Lucifers pubic beard!

I already had mine. Arr, I really need that bootay.

WHATS THAT? YOU WANT TO FIGHT!

*Kicks Letora in the Balls*

*Takes gun*

Oh, by Lucifers pubic beard!

I already had mine. Arr, I really need that bootay.

WHATS THAT? YOU WANT TO FIGHT!

*Kicks Letora in the Balls*


Jokes on ye mate I got nothing there!

Oh wait...yes I do...

*Collapses to the floor*

*Finishes bottle of rum*

*Likewise collapses on floor*

*Begins to sleep soundly*

*sigh*

There's more at hand than balls this day, me buckos- on yonder isle o' Paradise Club should next we celebrate our latest pirate victory!

Har har har. Oops. Me glass eye fell out.

*Finishes bottle of rum*

*Likewise collapses on floor*

*Begins to sleep soundly*

*Wakes up*

*Pokes Kanabia with the longsword*

Hmmm I be too drunk for this...

*Drinks more rum*

*wakes up momentarily as glass eye lands in his open mouth*

Eugh.

ARR!! TO PARADISE CLUB!!!

Do they have bootay?

*collapses again*

Load me on the boat, me hearties. I'll be out to it for a while.

hmmmmm

hmmmmm
I second that!
*kicks everyone once and runs away laughing*

Remember, scallywags:

Pillage, rape then burn!

Avast!

Wait a minute......I cant find the Rum!

Why's the Rum Gone?

Yarrrrrr!

Remember, scallywags:

Pillage, rape then burn!

Arr!

ARGH! Make way for the real pirates!

ARGH! Make way for the real pirates!

Yar! A'nutter rum'll it be for ya bucko?

Arr! And a wench! Make that two wenches!

WHERES MY BOOTAY!!!!!!!!111111111111oneoneoneoneone

*raises an eyebrow*

Arr, its me bootay and it has a treasure chest! :D

Arr, its me bootay and it has a treasure chest! :Dlol

*Jigs*

*Jigs*

YAR we be moved me hearties! Ye JollY Roger II be now open!