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Captain Deathstroke was a young new blooded pirate with many others. He was sailing looking for land. See he had always been out at sea really and hardly ever plundered. But you must consider he is young. He is right now searching out for a settlement to raid. He is looking and looking hoping to find anything. His ship was running out of food and he lost two men. Deathstroke was a tall skinny man with the sharpest sword in the land. He stood roughly about 6'7 and weighed maybe 178. He had a vicious look in his eyes. He had no patch,hook,or peg leg but an evil stare. This was his first lone voyage. He had normally gone to sea with another ship or two but insisted this time it be him alone. His ship sailed alone in the sea as he saw a little slint of land an tree in the distance. He then set course directly for the land and was heading towards it to see what he could find. He docked at the port city and put his sail up the traditional Skull & Bines but the Skull And Bones were black and the background was red. He stepped out with his sword drawn and his 3 shipmates as well and they began to randomly slaughter people. They slaughtered the political leader of the port. They then marched onward leaving blood evrywhere. After it was all done 20% of the citzens were slaughtered. The rest were forced to obey the rule of Deathstroke and continue their lives. All taxes are to be payed to Deathstroke as well. He ownesd thye city. It was his. He had renamed it Bloodshift. He ordered for 3 ships to sail the perimiter of the city. He sat back and relaxed planning his next attack.

ooc: M or F tech? Also who's city did you attack?

Is this conventional piracy, air piracy, or space tech?

ooc: M or F tech? Also who's city did you attack?
open to all tech we are using swords and cannons traditional prate crap. And i'm working on finding a map because I cant make one.

Our nation has very lax gun laws (large proportion of hte citizens owned armoured vehicles, some own T-80 tanks.) And with large tank scrapyards a few ports with NO government interference, have made havens for "privateers."

If you don't mind I could supply "Captain" Josef Smart and his modified Academy-class Patrol Boat.

And if you don't mind I can supply ships from nearly fully automated frieghters to oil tankers. To loot.

I believe Zactarn was thinking about a Pirate RP in the 1700-1800's time period, not a modern piracy... So there goes my rogue Zeppelin and her crew...

Our nation has very lax gun laws (large proportion of hte citizens owned armoured vehicles, some own T-80 tanks.) And with large tank scrapyards a few ports with NO government interference, have made havens for "privateers."

If you don't mind I could supply "Captain" Josef Smart and his modified Academy-class Patrol Boat.

And if you don't mind I can supply ships from nearly fully automated frieghters to oil tankers. To loot.
Dude we are like way way back there are no armoured vehicles and not to many leaders. We are pirates in an old fashion pirate area where nothing is really owned. We are using cannons and swords still so do sumthin else with your post.

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*The Captain of the city's Garrison prowled the ramparts of the antiquated fort. Peering out to see, he was roused by a cry from the lookout box.
"Pirates ho!"
Immediately he spun on his heel, adjusted his tricorn hat, and strolled towards the post.
"See sir!" Pointed a rather excitable lookout.
"Ye gods! It truly is!" He pndered. "Full alert, garrison on parade!" He called to his bugler, who immediately started playing the call to arms.
"Gun crews to stations! 2 Platoons to followe me to the dock! Lieutenant Jefferson?"
"Er yes sir?"
"See that you put some shots across their bow immediately."
Snapping to attention. "Yessir."
"Alright men, with me!"
With that the red coated soldiers padded off down the streets in the baking carribean sun.

*The Captain of the city's Garrison prowled the ramparts of the antiquated fort. Peering out to see, he was roused by a cry from the lookout box.
"Pirates ho!"
Immediately he spun on his heel, adjusted his tricorn hat, and strolled towards the post.
"See sir!" Pointed a rather excitable lookout.
"Ye gods! It truly is!" He pndered. "Full alert, garrison on parade!" He called to his bugler, who immediately started playing the call to arms.
"Gun crews to stations! 2 Platoons to followe me to the dock! Lieutenant Jefferson?"
"Er yes sir?"
"See that you put some shots across their bow immediately."
Snapping to attention. "Yessir."
"Alright men, with me!"
With that the red coated soldiers padded off down the streets in the baking carribean sun.


Question. Who is attacking your city because I already took one over so it's not me.

(oh sorry, well could this be a new attack, or separate pirates?)

seperate pirates will work

Cool, shalll I carry on with it?

*The 1st ball splashed harmlessy in the water, near the front of the vessel, but it still didnt stop.
"Okay" Said Jefferson calmly. "Reload with chain, first salvo fire on rigging, after masts are down, reload as you see fit, independent action. Blow them out of the water."
He listend to the clinking of chains as the shot was rammed down the barrel.
Taking out his field piece, he observed the pirate crew serving the guns.
"fFire!" He shouted coarsely, as the boom of the cannons was replaced by the shrill whine of incoming shells.
The first slavo caused damage. Smashing the mizen mast, along with a stray shot smashing a great proportion of the stern off.
But now the enemy responded with their own, fearsome weapons. Sending loosely aimed shells at the fort on the hill. Most of the shot fell short, but a couple made it, smashing destructively into the outer walls.**

Down at the quay the Captain had arranged his men in open order, using the available cover, they tracked the approaching rowing boats with their 'Brown bess' Muskets. A couple carronades had been hastily errected and were already firing grapeshot on the approaching pirates.

OOC: I assume this will not be like conventional wars where resources and money from SkyCapt are used up, so...

IC:
Captain John Hendricks, commander of the Madison, looked over the seas with his looking glass, then stopped, positioning the lens over a patch of mist rollling in. He suddenly gave a start, as a pirate flag showed over the top of the white. "All hands to battle stations! Pirate ship spotted! Protect the merchant ships!" He yelled. He was not about to lose his commission...

Those are separate pirates, not Zactarnian ones.

As the pirates made landfall there were greeted with a well disciplined volley, sending a score them flying back into the water. The survivors darted forwards, climbing up onto barrels and discharging pistols as the redcoats struggled to reload.
"Indedpendent action!!!!!" Called the Captain.
He drew his sabre and lunged forwards, catching a rather scurvy doggish pirate unawares, the sabre passing under his guard and burying itself deep into his warm stomach.
As he drew it out he resumed the cry...
"Forwards lads!" And drew a pistol from his satin belt.

The Madison pulled up alongside the pirate ship, and after getting no response to surrender call, the Madison tunred broadside, and the cannon hatches opened up. Grapeshot, Canister, and bevy of other ammunition types flew through the pirate ship's decks and walls. "FIRE!" A volley of minié balls flew around the enemy ships deck, and silence ensued. "Prepare a boadring party," Ordered Captain Hendricks. 20 men were lined up, and outfitted with muskets, swords, and pistols. A few of the more daring men carried explosives with them. They set out into a rowboat, and went forward...

OOC: Anyone wanna RP the pirates?

There was silence until the boarding parties of the Madison bumped against the side of the pirate vessel. One would think that it was weird that the pirates haven't fired a single shot during this whole operation, but that wasn't going to stop the crew of the Madison from taking advantage of this situation. The smoke and debris of the attack on the pirate vessel concealed the boarding party from their mother ship slightly, only appearing to those on deck of the Madison as small breaks in the fog gave clearing. Shock and scuffles ensued after the mists gobbled them up again, pirates began falling from the deck onto the small boats, or climbing in from the water where they missed. Swords clanged and brief shouts echoed out as the small skirmishes along the hull ensued.

"Keep it up boys!" "Got 'im! Haha!" "FIRE!" "Get more men over here!" "Help!" "ARGH!" "I'm hit - *choking yell*" THe battle raged furiously, as the two sides were pushed back to one side, then another, then back again. "CHYYYAAAAAARRRRGGGGE!" "HHHHAAAAA!" Swords clanged, and men coming over in rowboats tensed in nervous excitement. This was the first time many of them had seen action, and a few of the younger men were scared stiff, praying fervently...

OOC: Sry it took so long to get back... Forgot all about the thread.

Deathstroke had captured a city that was called Port Askaig that was part of Britian. He then boarded a ship and the 4 ships he had were all ready for deportation yet no one knew why. He appointed Shipmate Scurvy Longbottom as the keeper of the port untill he returned. He then ordered the ships to sail as they all went out to sea. Scurvy watched untill they vanished into the horizon and the deep blue.

The skirmishes continued. Numbers were on the side of the crew of the Madison, but suprise and experience was on the side of the pirates. The small battles erupting along the line of boats was reaching a stalemate as neither side could find advantage over the other.

A dark ship with 4 large masts with black sails, and with 20 cannon bays on each side of the ship. Its name was the Al Lucifer- The shipmates called it the Al lusive. It was a fast ship for its size. It captain, Admiral Gamiumo, Was an experianced Pirate, and had many to follow him. 8 combative ships in his fleet, and 10 others that carried food and water and supplies. For now they were docked at a city now under thier control. They renamed it Gamiumo Port. Gamiumo Was standing on his ship while it was being resupplied. He let the wind flow in his long hair. He was ready to go back to the water.....

The skirmishes continued. Numbers were on the side of the crew of the Madison, but suprise and experience was on the side of the pirates. The small battles erupting along the line of boats was reaching a stalemate as neither side could find advantage over the other.
"Captain!" "Yes?" "It's a mess, and we can't get through!" "*exasperated sigh*... Just have the men keep fighting!" "Yeah-" A cannonball tore through the deck in fron of him, and pirates began raunning at them. "Fire!" A wave of musketballs flew into the crowd...

The battle lasted for quite some time, one didn't have time to look at the fading sun or their pocketwatch to tell how long it lasted, but finally it was over. Bodies lay strewn about the bobbing boats, sinking into the briney depths, or laying in different positions on the deck of the pirate vessel. The pirates had lost, but the victory was a hollow one.

((I just don't feel like continuing anymore... you can continue from here.))