OMFG

"Ah, my baking arm!" The Pirate Wizard shouted, as Corvo's blade sank into it, slicing deep. "How am I going to cook now!?" With their other two mates knocked out cold, the three pirates surrounding Corvo leaped at him, all missing as he danced around the oncoming flurry of strikes. "Damned wings! I wish I had wings!" One of the shouted out. "Darryl, you know if you had wings you'd be too lazy to fly you bloke!" Shouted the other at his comrade

Angered at the death of his of one his comrades, the second pirate shot a bolt at Farley, but missed again. It seems either these pirates were not trained very well at all, as they kept missing over and over again. Despite this, they were still eager to fight.

Angered at the current affairs, the Pirate Captain rose up and began to shout "Shape up ye dogs!" Taking careful aim, he fired a bolt at Cliff, to get him away from the cannons, luckily for Cliff the Captain missed the shot! The men, inspired, or maybe threatened, by the captain began to fight with a renewed will. The first pirate, picked up a new plank and threw it between the two ships, once again creating a path that they could cross. With a new platform, the pirates could not start to make their way back onto The Angel Steve.

Oh awesome, G4 is back too?

"Aye aye captain!" Erine hollered, following Cliff like a lost puppy. His plan worked brilliantly, The cannonball ripped through the side of the pirate's ship, knocking off a chunk. The sudden impact knocked the board off, but Corvo and the cursed pirate managed to hop off on time.

As the pirates saw one of their mates get bullied to the point of tears, a winged demon poke the wooden beam with his sword, and then proceeded to mock the same poor pirate with a curse, they began to rule up. "Get da bastard!" One yelled, unloading his crossbow at Corvo grazing his shoulder leaving a bloody streak behind. As he does, a flash of light engulfs the pirate's left nipple, sizzling it off. "Aaahhh, my favorite nipple!" The pirate shouted in pain. Taking advantage of the situation the deck wizard shot a ice spell at Corvo, but missed, the spell crashing into the sea. While this happened, the other 2 remaining pirates manned the cannons, loading them ready to fire.

The pirate began to sob, he was used to physical pain, but why would anyone target his feelings? He cried so much he slipped and twisted his wrist, which would cause some trouble the next time he were to attack.

Despite being distracted by the flicked apple, the pirate was still able to dodge out of the way of Farley's attack. It seems the nice Tortle fella was still distracted and distraught from his fellow fish's death. Another Pirate began to cross the plank, inching his way closer and closer to the group. He pulls out his crossbow, and takes a wild shot at Farley, missing badly.

ENCOUNTER "Droo the plank you sea dogs! Lower the sails, grapple theirs!" The Captain ordered from the comfort of his navigation area, he was too far away from attacking, but he issue orders just fine. "We already got of 'em, the others will fall fast beneath The Son's Of The Eyes!" He bellowed, launching a bottle at the Angel Steve, completely missing it's mark. Spurned on by the captain's words, one pirate sprinted across the boarding plank, and lept onto the Angel Steve, finally in attacking position.

In the brief moment of peace before the storm, a pirate had the brightest idea of shooting a cannonball at The Angel Steve, perhaps thinking it best to catch the crew of guard. Muggy, however saw through this! BOOM The explosion rang through the air, and the incoming projectile soared straight to The Angel Steve! "Watch this frenn!" He exclaimed to Erine, springing into to action, he kept over the ship's guardrail, attempting to karate kick the oncoming cannonball out of midair. Unfortunately for our dear Muggy, he underestimated the sheer velocity at which the cannonball was traveling, it easily ripped through his body, tearing it to shreds. His body did in fact change the trajectory of the cannonball, causing it to plunge straight into the water, out of harm's way. Muggy had died, buried at sea, ripped to shreds from an oncoming cannonball.

Erine jumped in surprise as a slimy flipper attempted to grab her hand. She twisted out and slapped at Muggy, but barely missed. "I may have my fun, but I am a lady Mr. Whoopsire, and don't you forget!" She chastised him.

As the party adjusted to the sudden events that had just occured, Corvo had noticed a small shape in the distance, moving towards them. Time passed, the party rested, and the object crept closer and closer. At last it was near, and it was a pirate ship! Gliding along the sea, propelled by the wind the ship inches closer and closer before it sat close enough to The Angel Steve for the party to make out the details on each individual's faces. "Argh! We saw that there light beam on her ship, that means treasure! Arrr!" Shouted one of the pirates, licking his lips as his list for booty grew and grew. "Aye mateys, let's go get there booties! Arrrr!' Shouted another, saliva practically falling from his mouth as the thought of treasure overwhelmed his senses. "I do say good friends, lets us commit and act of thievery by attempting to steal their valuable treasure!" Yet another pirate piped up, also wanting some gold. In total, there 7 of them, common bandits, each hungry for treasure. Behind the seven stood a more imposing figure, the captain, with his pirate wizard first mate.

Erine jumped up at down, waving her hands in the air. "I always liked the one about the drunken sailor, father never let me drank so I wonder if any of those stories are true?"

*I think it was a God that teleported a new party member in exchange for a old one due to certain circumstances outside of our control, sexy.* Jessamine explained nonchalantly.

As the two members sparred, something devious was brewing above them. From the heavens, a bright light pierced through the sky. A blinding ray pierced the otherwise tranquil day, and a voice boomed, loud enough to shake the ship on which they sailed. "Mortals! I require the one you call 'Clara'!" With each spoken word, the ship vibrated, causing everyone on board to fall down, the ship running the risk of capsizing. A rift appeared above them, figures that the mortal mind could not comprehend pouring out from it. The enveloped Clara in a shining light, and in an instant she was gone. The rift closed, and the sky returned to it's natural state .In her place sat a white haired drow, with an note on his chest. It read: "Had to borrow Clara for a bit, have this guy instead. - Drondos."

I wish I knew how to read 😔

As they spoke, Erine was writing notes down in her journal. "So, hide....and then I throw an apple?"

Erine jogs over to them, panting in exhaustion. "S-so? Pretty good eh?" She bends over, hands on knees to catch her breath. "I've been practicing that one behind my dad's back! I can hit a bird mid flight with one of my apples!"

The apple soared through the sky and smacked her in the chest, knocking her on her bun. "Ow, ow, ow!" Erine takes the bag off her head, running her chest in pain. "I guess I'm not meant to be on the front lines huh?" She rubbed the back of her head, shrugged, and conceded defeat That was the end of that fight, if you could even call it that.

"Aha, I have heard tales of mutated turtles who are also ninjas... You must be one of them!" Doing a cartwheel of her own, she messed up, falling flat on her face. However, this was all calculated, as from her pockets she pulled out apples and hurled one at Farley! Said apple hit him, smack dab on the nose! This of course, only being an apple did not cause any damage, just a little stinging sensation.

OOC: @SSJRuss you're up first against me. IC: Where did Erine go? Looking around it's as she has vanished, disappearing suddenly from sight. Suddenly, out from behind a crate pops up masked woman! She resembles Erine in body size, but her face is concealed by a empty sandbag with crude holes cut out for the eyes and mouth! Who could this be?! The masked fighter turned and pointed at none other than the tranquil turtle himself, Farley. "Hey turtle man! You're going nowhere. I got you for three minutes. Three minutes of playtime!" Not Erine shouted out, hopping into the makeshift ring.

Funniest shit I've ever seen!

"We can roll dice? I so happen to have a pair!" Erine dug into her cleavage, and pulled out a set of dice.

I'm going to be - The Iron Pickle. Once a normal pickle, his life changed forever after falling into a vat of nuclear nanobots. He is now 50% pickle, 50% iron.