Pirates of VMK: RPG

Jack: Where ya goin' mate?

To the graveyard

Jack: Why....?

To see if any of me ancestors are around

Jack: Most likely they died at sea

True, but it's worth the look

-I start for the graveyard-

-Looks back- Graveyard? -I shrug and keep walking and finds hotel-

-I arrive in the graveyard and begin to look at various tombstones-

Gomez Barbossa: Brother, Husband, Drunk

Ralph Barbossa: Loving Husband, Bloody Pirate

-I then see a large mosoleum fit for a king. I read the door-

His Majesty King Rodrigo Barbossa

-my eyes widen. I read the date-

1130-1200

-I read a little more-

Killed by firing squad after learning of late night jobs as Crime Lord of Spain

-I smile-

Ah... Even as royalty we're still treacherous crime lords

-Goes up in hotel room and sits on bed, Jones Jr plays with the baby some-

-I leave the graveyard, happy, and walks into the hotel lobby-

Receptionist: Hola, senor. Bienvenido a Hotel de Masquerade

A Masked Hotel...?

Receptionist: Si, senor.

-I shrug then walks up the stairs to my room. I look in the mirror and see the spitting image of my uncle and father, then I realize...-

I need to blend in with the locals...

-Looks at the baby- Be right back, Jones.

-Walks down stairs into the bar and walks up to Bartender- Rum.

-Grabs Rum bottle and walks out into lobby-

-I break down the door to the Presidential Suite, seeing that it's already occupied by a couple in bed. The woman shreiks when I hold up the pistol. I tell them in Spanish that no one will get hurt if they let me borrow a new suit. The man looks to his partner, then back to me, laughs, and snaps. His man servant comes out with five new suits and hands them all to me. I thank them, shoot the man in the head, and then snap to my men that the woman is all alone while the man servant cheers-

She's all yours, boys

-they laugh and close and lock the door-

(I'm so bad )

-Walking up the steps and sees Captain- You didn't.. Oh wait, you did. -Laughs-

Of course I did

-I walk back into an empty room (yeah right like I'd waste my gold on a room) and begin to change-

-Laughs and sits on steps, taking a drink of Rum-

-I change into a chalk-striped black suit-

Lookin' good, chico!

-I then take a dagger and start to work on my hair and beard-

-Jones walks out, holding little Lizzie- When are we going though?

-Looks at him- Soon, when the moon comes out. Because there'll be high tides.

-I re emerge, dressed in the chalk stripe suit, my hair black and cut short, with a pencil drawn size mustache shaved down-

http://graphics8.nytimes.com/images/2010/05/30/arts/NATHAN/NATHAN-blogSpan.jpg

(Wow)


-Looks up- Wow.... -Blinks twice- You look different.

Good. Me face is known far too well. Damn us Barbossas and McSkulls and our damn good looks

-I slick my hair back-

-Nods- I believe you. -Walks down stairs out to the Beach as the sun sets-

-I laugh and takes a walk around town-

-Walks out to the Beach, Jones Jr looking around the sand trying to find the teeth. I just pull off my boots, feeling the wet sand.-

-Sighs-

You're right. -Grumbles as rubbing head-

Great, we're here. I'll catch up.. -Storms into room, grabbing Matthew by the collar of his jacket and pulling him to the railing-
You didn't leave. -Pushes-
Matt: Yea. You can never trust a pirate, so why should I trust you with all these other ones. Anyways what are you gonna do? Kill me?
-Sighs- No.. But the water seems to just love boys who start with the letter M. -Grabs his arm and pulls it, sending him rolling off my back and in the water-
Safe swimming, mate.
-Walks down gangway-

-Keeps walking down beach, eharing a splash in the water. I shrug and keep walking-

-walks into a hotel room and looks in the mirror, seeing my slit clothes and such-
Gosh, I need to change.
-Soon, I walk into the bathroom, shower, get dressed, and do my hair, coming out like this-
http://i.dailymail.co.uk/i/pix/2010/06/24/article-1289226-0A2D8064000005DC-633_468x747.jpg

-smiles-
Much better.
-walks out and walks around-

-My heavy Castilian accent starts up as I see Rose walking down the gangway-

Ah, here is my old flame. Oh of her skin so tan, hair so black, and shirt cut down to Venezuela... I true diamond in the rough

Jack: He's finally lost his mind...

-Turns head to see Captain approaching the dock- Oh my God.... -Face/palm-

-runs up to Destiny-
I had a feeling that would happen...
He's got Spanish Fever.
-laughs-

As I should, mi hermana. My Spanish blood is alive and well