PIRATES!!!!!!!!!!!!! :D :D :D :D P)

Dylan: "False. I have a group of ten, as a matter of fact. But I don't like them. They get too drunk too often."

Tara: "So then they're just like you. No. Wonder."

Dylan: I shook my head. "No. I like rum, don't misunderstand, but I stop when my words slur. Being drunk causes too many problems."

Tara:I smiled sarcastically "You have enough problems sober."

Dylan: "And why would I want to create more being drunk? I'm glad we're on the same page." I smiled. "And what about you? No problems of your own?"

Tara: I frowned. "I'm not an open book to strangers like you. Now if you'll excuse me, I need to speak with the Captain." I walked quickly back into the bar.

Dylan: "Well I won't be a stranger for long," I said to myself, before getting up to folllow her. I needed to hear what she'd say.

(('I won't be a stranger for long' whoa, that has a slightly ominous tone to it xD Since Rose isn't here...? hmmm))

((hmmm... is tara going to complain?))

((I wasn't actually sure xD I was going to improvise. Does it make a difference?))

not really. I was just wondering

((hmmm it's kind of hard to talk to a Captain that isn't here…))

so... tomorrow then?

((For this chat, yes. The only problem is that Rose gets on super early, like 10…which isn't all that early unless you're like me, and sleep until noon lol))

I sleep till 11 XD

((hehe, maybe Rose wilm see this and start logging on later? *hint hint* to future Rose, when you read this in the morning. It's only really a problem on weekends and holidays, though))

yeah....

((Well, because on week days we all get on usually after school. And so yeah.))

So true.

((lol))

Rosalie: "Okay, Barrie, Tommy, welcome aboard, everyone stop arguing and be nice, and whoops, i failed to introduce myself. I am Captain Rosalie Swan. Welcome aboard the Fleur di Ly." I smiled, and bowed.

(I'm creating another character)

Name: Ezra St. Clair
Age: 19
Looks: Blonde hair, emerald green eyes, Average height
Personality: Tough, quiet, but once you break down his walls, he's a big flirt and talker.
Mad skills: Epic with a gun

Ezra: I walked in to the Headless Hen to get a drink. I noticed a table with a girl, brunette, sitting in the Captain's chair in the recruitment area. I heard her say her name was Rosalie Swan, and she definitely was captain. Well, I had been looking for a crew, and hadn't had much luck. Maybe this is my ticket out of here. I walked over. "Ezra St. Clair, gunman, at your service, Miss Swan." I said, smiling.

Rosalie: I liked him already. "Welcome aboard Mr. St. Clair." I said, smiling, and penning down his name.

(Ooh, ooh! Can I create another character? I've got to throw one that I actually like in there. Jerks and underdogs are nice, but they're hard to work with sometimes.)

(you can create as many as you like)

(Cool! Just a sec...)

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