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Many have heard the tale of The Pirates Pearl as't roamed the w40 seas seekin booty, rum, and wenches from port to port. And ever since this lustin crew of scallywags began to lurk the western waves they've fought countless bastards of the sea one of which was the allied fleet of Knights and Cultists
, and as the fight drew on the pirates began to go weary, and slowly runnin outta ammo, yet a sure victory was foreseen as the wind began to blow against the prey's sails, and an unlikely ally made the an appearance.
A white ship sailed by the pirates' side, a mighty loner surfin the wide oceans
a white galleon by the name of iAlone! Who'ves aided the pirates and sent some knights slidin home on'em broken shields.
With time the pirates grew in numbers and strength, they'ves spread'em control over various waters and pillaged numerous ports in'em continuous search fer the treasure of treasures!
Meanwhile a blackened cloud began dancing 'bove the ol' white ship, mysterious assassinations, disappearances, and crew mates driven down the plank! A new crew spread on the white galleon's deck, new faces smirked back at the confused pirates.
At first nay harm was seen, 'till true natures of the aliens onboard ialone showed'em true selves, the ship began to change in color turning into a festerin green as the plague of arrogance, egoism, underestimation, and mockery of friends invaded the wooden hull of the ship! And the galleon iAlone was painted with a new face!
In fear to lose'em long lasted mateys, the pirates made some visits and began chattery with the cocky headed in disguise
Howevar at most o'em nights o' drinkin wine and rum with who be believed to be friends the night ends with loud shoutin o' insults that even a pirate dares not say! blasphemy at the gods of the seas! and the wenches that sail the ship, have marked a vast crack in between the two "mateys" o' the western seas, a crack that leaked a lot of fertilizers fer muse's cacti!!![spoil]
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At the very end the new cap'n o' the once white beauty decided he nay longer be o' interest in a chattery with us and:
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At the very end the new cap'n o' the once white beauty decided he nay longer be o' interest in a chattery with us and:
UncleJas2000 said:If you have anything to say, refer to our diplomat
The same phrase he used when he spoke with his enemies
Their reason was that a lot o' arguments happened in't, and thar be nay need fer't anymo'... rather than'em seekin the origin o' any sproutin arguments, they decide to burn the lovely cabin and all its rum in store!
It is this constant abuse o' our kindness that brought the pirates to a decision, the loner ship be nay longer the one we be familiar with, and time fer't to be broken apart has come! Unfortunately the pirates had many enemies at the time, with all fronts on fire line, they could nay make such a move without first insurin thar be 'nough powder and balls to make a symphony o' cannon fire be ringin in the ears o' the corrupt.
And now the time comes, possibly highly unfortunate fer the pirates will nay gain the joy they wished from a fair fightin, as that ship be in fact sinkin, and all they do is speedin the process, 'less a tidal wave betrays us.
Ouch indeed. We've taken a beating and there's really no talking one's way out of that. And by beating I don't mean a black eye. I mean a good, old-fashioned, prison-house curbing. Honestly, you guys, really not fun. I highly recommend not taking one like this.
Still like all the rest of you crazies who play in World 40, we're not really ready to bow out though. iAlone's been around for a while somehow, and there are those of us who still love this old tribe. It was as much my fault as any Duke that we were playing with matches around the fuel drums. I really shouldn't be surprised that I'm missing a thumb and two fingers. Still, I'll miss them, Especially that thumb. Very useful.
Truth be told, I've got a ton of work to do if iAlone is to make it. All of us in our tribe do. We'll see how it goes. But credit where credit is due. We are shocked as a tribe. Good execution and plenty of action to back it.
-Vallix
We have attempted to warn ye o' a lack o' foresight and logical approach to daily life in one scallywag ye entrust to stir the wheel... unfortunately our words were in vain, our friendly actions were in vain, so that leaves only the word of the cannon to be a roaring!
ARRRR!!!