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Drunken Pirates! [Sep. 24th, 2006|02:19 pm]
The Crack that Never Was


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Demyx was simply in awe. How the calmest of the pubs in the dank port of Tortuga managed to become the most insane and inane of them all, he wasn't sure. The bard had hidden under the ledge of the counter where the bartender was serving up drinks, hoping his friends would not think him a complete wuss and disown him, but when the bartender plopped a large mug of rum into his hands, he didn't complain. Sure, technically he was underage, but seeing as Namine, Roxas, and even his squat little friend Pence were downing various beverages from their own assorted cups and bottles, Demyx figured it was safe enough to join in the "fun".

The rum washed down his throat, warming everything from the mouth down to his stomach with a sort of hazy heat. The Melodious Nocturne grinned, gulping more of the dark liquid and letting the intoxicating effects make him loose and tension free. What had he been worrying about anyway, this stuff was good! Chugging down the last of the mug, Demyx leaned over and tapped the bulky man behind the counter, asking for another bottle of the liquid drug. Rum was good! He wondered why he never had it before.

Taking another sip, water starting to condense on his forehead and running down the random spiky bangs. It was getting hot. Stripping off the black coat, revealing the black tank top and leather pants underneath, Sitting there in a lazy bliss, Demyx was getting bored. What could he do to liven up the place?

The water mage then noticed an unoccupied table in the middle of the tavern, and a single lamp chained from the ceiling, shining down like a spotlight. The music still played, from where he did not know, or really care. The alcohol made him giddy, and all inhibitions were gone. Leaping onto the table, bottle in hand, Demyx began to dance, swaying, and mouthing random lyrics to the music.

[User Picture]From: furyoffire
2006-09-28 12:04 am (UTC)
Axel was swaggering(stumbling?) out of the bar, dragging Cap'n Chunk along with him, when he felt something collide headlong into him. Peoples needs to stop doin that....He whirled around, somehow maintaining his balance, to see Roxas and Namine. Roxas looked quite pleased with his ninja abilities. "Hehe, that was like...uber ninja Rockshus...You rock...Rockshus!" Axel surveyed the narrow alleyway outside the bar. "We needs to find more crews, an' a treashure map! Cause...yah we needa map. An...I wanna parrot! Or maybe a ferret...heehee..dat rhymes parrot ferret....*hic*"

There was even more commotion from the bar behind them. Someone yelled "Cloooooud!" Axel turned to see the man with long silver hair flying(Cool, I wanna fly!) toward Roxas. He'sh wearin black, but he ain't no Organizashun member...Axel grabbed the remnants of the bar door and slammed it shut. "He ain't no cloud, he's a Rockshus! An I'm Ackshul, go' it mem...memrized?"
He turned and started sauntering down the alleyway, ignoring a rather loud "Whump" from the other side of the already-battered-and-beat door.
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From: pimpinpence
2006-09-28 03:43 am (UTC)
After Pence's near death experience involving kunai, he quickly hopped off the table to join his new crew. Pence was pleasantly surprised at how easy it was to find a pirate crew, he didn't even have to bribe them with gold he didn't have...
...it's probably because they are too drunk to care. One side of Pence's brain argued, but the other was quick with a rebuttal, But they look so happy and they most likely joined because my pirate outfit, I mean I look damn good...though I think this sash makes my butt looked big...
Before he had time to ponder his outfit further he felt himself be dragged through the bar, supposedly towards the exit. But he didn't complain, I mean that crazy lady who was throwing sharp things was still in here, so he let himself be dragged to safety. Though he was starting to think he was going insane because he swore he heard someone yell out Winston Churchill...? ...The smell of rum must be messing with my brain...


Pence turned around, ready to give Axel a piece of his mind for bumping off his hat with the sudden stop, when he noticed that his other crew member was back.

Oh yay, Roxas! Saweet now we can set forth on our pirate journey.

But their departure was once again rudely interrupted when some one yelled out "Clooooud!!" lunging out at Roxas. But luckily Axel quickly told him off.

Aaaa the joys of being a captain, your crew does all the work teehee

"He ain't no cloud, he's a Rockshus! An I'm Ackshul, go' it mem...memrized?" He heard Axel mumble before he slammed the door in the crazy mans face.


"Who's Cloud..? Oh no matter.." Looking at the recently slammed door, Pence turned to Axel, who he decided would be his first mate -simply because he joined first- and straighten his hat. "Good job my ...uh good first mate! You show that door whose boss!" Glancing at Roxas and Namine the new captain continued, gesturing wildly, " On to more important obligations, like finding a ship and more swords and-" stopping abruptly Pence did a double take on Namine. Dude when did she get there? " Hey you can't join! Your a girl, girls can't be pirates!"

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[User Picture]From: peepofdarkness
2006-09-28 06:46 am (UTC)
All sorts of words were flying around. Most of them seemed happy, Axel saying something positive, or at least he thought it sounded like it was by his tone. Honestly, some unchained series of melody fragments was taking up most of his attention as he tried to structure them into something even sligtly resembling harmonious. Really, he wasn't accomplishing the task in the least, but he continued hyperly bob his head like he had a fluent mental beat going. That little spurt of unperturbed mirth was shut down like a reject candy flavor on the factory line as he turned to see that scary guy with the frighteningly huge sword (though he didn't see it now?.. But he wasn't seeing all that clearly at that moment?) flying toward them shouting something about clouds while looking at him really angrily... He couldn't make sense why he was flying with only one wing, and still had no idea as to who he was, but he was certain he was not happy with him.

For whatever reason, a flash of the Starbucks from earlier that day surfaced from the back of his liquified mind, and he remembered how he never got his icecream. Sorrow.... And then he looked back up at the barreling one-winged beast hurtling himself at them, wide-eyed, clearly surprised, but full-on terror was taking its time to take hold, what with the thought of icecream butting its way into his thoughts and all.

"Ho-no-" he started, and then.... watched Axel close the door... And just like that there was no more evil, perturbed bishi yelling about the weather and murderously glaring at him! It was like pure magic... The smallest wince was made at the thud, but after that, it was like nothing ever happened, so he went back to head-bobbing and turned to his newly-established "crew." Their captain's comment about Namine and the whole gender issue took a second to lay itself out in a way the blonde could grasp, but he did get it in the end, and that's what counted. Once this hill had been scrambled over, his eyebrows knitted together and he frowned. Was Pence saying all that amazing ninja-ing was for naught?! It could have been! Besides.. Namine was a very significant asset to their crew!

"But she's carrying my hat, caaaap'n!" he drawed out, taking a few steps toward the plesantly plump one, leaning in and giving a horribly irresistable begging puppy face. "An' I don' think Omlette would like what yur... implyin' about her bein' a giiirl.... I think.." he leaned back, as though to make sure he even understood Pence correctly... Yeah, he was pretty sure he was belittling her capabilities to keep up to par with the males of the crew, though he wouldn't likely use such words right then....
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