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De Pirate's Anthem [Jul. 11th, 2005|01:50 pm]
The Mariner's Revenge

[mood |annoyedYarrgh!]
[music |A Barfight]

We are two mariners
Our ship's sole survivors
In this belly of a whale

It's ribs our ceiling beams
It's guts our carpeting
I guess we have some time to kill

You may not remember me
I was a child of three
And you, a lad of eighteen

But, I remember you
And I will relate to you
How our histories interweave

At the time you were
A rake and a roustabout
Spending all your money
On the whores and hounds
Oh Ohhhhh

You had a charming air
All cheap and debonair
My widowed mother found so sweet

And so she took you in
Her sheets still warm with him
Now filled with filth and foul disease

As time wore on you proved
A debt-ridden drunken mess
Leaving my mother
A poor consumptive wretch
Oh Ohhhhh

And then you disappeared
Your gambling arrears
The only thing you left behind

And then the magistrate
Reclaimed our small estate
And my poor mother lost her mind

Then, one day in spring
My dear sweet mother died
But, before she did
I took her hand as she, dying, cried:
Oh Ohhhhh

"Find him, bind him
Tie him to a pole and break
His fingers to splinters
Drag him to a hole until he
Wakes up naked
Clawing at the ceiling
Of his grave

It took me fifteen years
To swallow all my tears
Among the urchins in the street

Until a priory
Took pity and hired me
To keep their vestry nice and neat

But, never once in the employ
Of these holy men
Did I ever, once turn my mind
From the thought of revenge
Oh Ohhhhh

One night I overheard
The prior exchanging words
With a penitent whaler from the sea

The captain of his ship
Who matched you toe to tip
Was known for wanton cruelty

The following day
I shipped to sea
With a privateer

And in the whistle
Of the wind
I could almost hear...
Oh Ohhhhh

"Find him, bind him
Tie him to a pole and break
His fingers to splinters
Drag him to a hole until he
Wakes up naked
Clawing at the ceiling
Of his grave

'There is one thing I must say to you
As you sail across the sea
Always, your mother will watch over you
As you avenge this wicked deed"

[haunting, sailor-esque musical interlude lead by mandolin, accordion and tuba]

And then, that fateful night
We had you in our sight
After twenty months at sea

Your starboard flank abeam
I was getting my muskets clean
When came this rumbling from beneath

The ocean shook
The sky went black
And the captain quailed

And before us grew
The angry jaws
Of a giant whale

[instrumental noise]
Oh Ohhhhhhhhhh

Don't know how I survived
The crew all was chewed alive
I must have slipped between his teeth

But, oh! What providence!
What divine intelligence!
That you should survive
As well as me

It gives my heart
Great joy
To see your eyes fill with fear

To lean in close
And I will whisper
The last words you'll hear
Ohh Ohhhhh
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(no subject) [May. 24th, 2005|02:29 pm]
The Mariner's Revenge
I be sittin on deck starin off into nothin...

Aye. 'tis a long day. The storm's ended though, and we're slowly movin' into sunnier weather. 'twill be good fer the disposition of the crew, ta have summer wind in the sails.

Roberta aquired a new sword this day. Tis a frightening sharp one...she be pleased.
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Whoopee! I mean...Yarg! [May. 22nd, 2005|01:40 pm]
The Mariner's Revenge

[mood |hornyPiratey]
[music |An Accordian]

Yarg! Me and de crew (with Jane acourse) plundered treaure from a freckled lad. Roberta has proved to be a greedy one. A pirate indeed *tear forms in corner of eye*.

While we were at port at 'Lagoon', I saw a pair a toddlers (brothers I believe) carryin some swords, yarg, it be a fearsome sight, young lads, wieldin' their own weaponry. Once upon a time, me hope was lost for de future. But, I have instilled faith in such young ones. I look forward to de day when of em plunders me ship...
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(no subject) [May. 22nd, 2005|09:57 am]
The Mariner's Revenge
[mood |mischievousmischievous]
[music |it be nothin']

So yesterday the crew who was with us at the Lagoon, know what I'm talkin' about.

We plundered! We looted! We bought the treasure that we plundered from a red-haired apprentice boy! Yarg! 'twas grand...

I came away with a considerable good treasure...so did Roberta and Beth, didn't ye?

(My pirate grammar is rather broken...)
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Yarrgh! [May. 16th, 2005|04:57 pm]
The Mariner's Revenge
[mood |satiated]
[music |Eli the Barrowboy --- The Decemberists]

Past Life Piracy
by Forchan
Your name
Ship NameThe Black Moon
# of ships you sacked188
How you diedA sudden drop and a short stop
Quiz created with MemeGen!

I stole that from Beth...

Yarg! Today we...looted seven eleven, as they call it in the Americas. Twas an easy thing to 'complish, and if any of ye have any other pirate-like misadventures ye'd like to share, just record them all here. In fact, record anythin' ye want here.

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Yarrgh! [May. 16th, 2005|03:33 pm]
The Mariner's Revenge

[mood |hornyCut-throaty]
[music |the Cat's Paw]

Past Life Piracy
by Forchan
Your name
Ship NameThe Black Moon
# of ships you sacked72
How you diedGot your throat slit
Quiz created with MemeGen!

Yarg! This be one of yer cap'ns, Cutthroat Beth Bellamy. Blackdeath Jane Hawkins and I sacked harbor today and crossed the Briny Third in a commandeered mode of vehicle. We then looted the port of our choice and swigged our Nelson's Folly with pride. The cat's paw be battin' today, I smell the salt of a thousand deaths...Yarg!
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