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Bloody Bill Flint

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  1. As long as there be rum involved, bring on the doom says I
  2. As Tommy relayed the tale of Jeffery Standish and word of Henry Walcott's plight to Captain Brand. Bill suddenly had that sinking feeling in his gut that had grixed him just before the two French ships had attacked the Dreadnaught. Not wanting to show disrespect to the Captain he paid rapt attention to the conversation. However he was sure he felt eyes on him. At a pause in the conversation he chanced a glance over his shoulder and found a man staring at him. Normally this wouldn't bother him, as he could hold his own, but this man was a french naval officer. The man broke eye contact as the Quartermaster approached and began to converse with him. This was proving a most peculiar day indeed a crew of english privateers, for he was certain that's what they were now that he had seen the new cannon brought aboard, being given solace on a Spanish isle, and the french navy moored nearby and completely non-chalant of the fact. Whatever was going on here Bill would have to discover later, but right now trouble was brewing. His mates were still wearing their uniforms and the french lieutenant was headed for the french ship. As the Captain was still busy with Tommy, Bill took the opportunity to pull Jonas aside. Lowering his voice to a whisper: "Pass the word matey, don't drop anchor yet, there be a change in the wind says I." "What's in yer head Bill?" "An officer from yon jolly Frenchman was just aboard and seen the lot o' us in our slops." "What d'ya make of it?" " I'm not sure what to make of anything. This be the queerest arrangement I seen in all me days. Makin' no mind of it however Cap'n Brand and his crew still be citizens o' the Crown and entitled to our protection. Now we can't be drawing them inta the wrong side o' the Frenchies graces so it's best we be moving along. Make no mistake matey we be in enemy waters and heavily outnumbered. There be squalls ahead for the likes o' us". " I agree Bill whatdya want done?" "We'll wait til dark and slip out n' spring Henry from the brig and flee to the interior. I figure a neutral merchantman has to make berth here sooner er later and we'll barter passage until we cross a friendly patrol and get back on our side o' the lines." "We can't go back into the interior, we just can't , we'll die out there!" "Ye can and ye will!",Bill hissed," I'll not see citizens o' the Crown come under fire from that Brigantine cuz the lot o' us stood next to their fife rails, now pass the word and be quiet about it." Bill didn't want to leave the Watch Dog, but he was still a marine of Her Majesty's Royal Navy and the protection on English citizens was his duty .
  3. Bill knuckled his brow "Aye sar" With that he spun on his heel and reported to the Master-at-Arms. Together with the third man they made their way into the interior. Bill knew at least two of the men were creatures of habit and would not have strayed far from where they had run aground their first night on the island. Sure enough there was Nathan Bly and Jonas McCormick napping in a palm grove not one hundred yards from the wreck of the long boat. "AVAST! On yer feet n' throw down yer weapons!" Bill roared. The two sleeping sailors jumped to their feet and raised their hands above their heads. Bill let out a hearty laugh. When the two say it was he they lowered their hands and embraced their friend. "Who be this wit ya Bill?", Asked Bly "This be part of me new crew laddies", replied Bill "New crew? Ye found an English crew in these cursed waters?" asked McCormick incredulously "Aye and Cap'n brand says there be room for the likes o' ye if'n ya stop dawdlin' and get a move on ." "Now collect yer dunnage and make yer way out back o' the grog shop in the harbor and wait fer me, and fer God's sake keep out o' sight." The tars complied and began to make their way towars the harbor. Bill and his group continued on. Tommy Halsey found them first. Tommy was only too happy to join but bore ill tiddings, Jeffery Standish had died in the jungle a few days after their landing in the grip of some unknown fever. Bill felt this was odd but decided he would get to the bottom of this later as he only had an hour. "This only be leavin' Henry Walcott if'n I can find him, know ye where he be?" "Aye he be in the brig, the Spanards caught 'im and took 'im fer a spy". Bills spirits sunk. "Well, c'mon then we best be getting back." "I'll pass a word to the Cap'n and see if'n sumtin kin be done bout Henry." The party swiftly made it's way back to the ship. Bill immediately sought the Captain. "Cap'n Brand sar, tis me pleasure te innerduce Nathan Bly, Jonas McCormick, and Tommy Halsey, every one o' 'em faithful hands before the mast". Each man knuckled his brow as his name was mentioned. "Cap'n, Tommy says another o' our number died in the interior, and that the last is in the town's brig a prisoner o' the Spanish. I be hatin' te leave a shipmate and I know tis only a small matter before they hang 'im or hand 'im over te the French, but the decision be your Cap'n".
  4. Bill lowered his head and scratched his chin deep in thought. "Well Cap'n, that be difficult te say". "As I said earlier, we scattered to the wind as soon as we made land fall." "If'n they all be alive and if'n I kin finds them the number'd be 5". "Be ya givin' yer leave te go ashore and have us a looksie Cap'n?"
  5. Bill did as he was told and made himself known to the Bosun, upon receiving his berth in the crew's quarters he hung his hammock, stowed his gear , shrugged out of his just-au-corps and returned top side to continue loading the supplies. He was happy to be putting to sea again and was eager to weigh anchor. He was already starting to like the crew. Captain Brand had seemed an affable enough fellow, unlike his last captain who'd been a drunken bully who's love of the bottle was exceeded only by his love of the cat and his willingness to use it for all crimes real and imaginary as Billy and several of the other's backs could attest. Whistling a jaunty little shanty as he went about his duties, Billy seemed interested in nothing more than his work. However his shrewd mind had already made note of the number of cannon, and made a few quick calculations of the amount of supplies being taken on in relation to the number of crew. "Hmmm," he thought," This be sufficient only fer the keepin' o' the crew, no merchantman this one, reckon this be a privateer says I." This thought made Bill smile to himself, if his guess was correct it would mean a steady profit and a chance for revenge against the French bastards who'd sent his brothers to the bottom.
  6. As William was standing on the dock over seeing the shore party he felt a tap on his shoulder. Turning he found himself faced with a tall, solidly built sailor. Making quick note of the fact that the man had a cutlass draped over his shoulder and a pair of pistols shoved in his sash, he take a defensive step back and warily asked" May I help you with something?" The sailor replied"Beggin' yer pardon sar, but might ye be the master o' that ship takin' on supplies?". "And if I am, what of it?" William replied. "Well sar", replied the huge tar,"It jes so happens I be without a ship and lookin' te sign on with a crew." William eyed the man suspiciously noting that his clothing was a strange mix of civilian and a Royal Navy tar's uniform, and that was most definitely a marine sargeants sash around his waist. "What is your name?", asked William. "Flynt sir, William Flynt, but most jes calls me Billy er Billy Redlegs." "Now why in the world would they call you that?" Capitain Brand asked wryly. "Because I be right handy during a boarding," Billy replied with a lop sided grin. The man certainly had the look of a capable fighter and he was well armed. "Indeed", said William. "Billy, you're not a deserter are you? You're clothing would lead one to believe that you are." "And if I am sar?". "Well if you were unreliable aboard one ship who's to say that you wouldn't do the same thing aboard this one?". " I see yer point sar, but rest assured I be as steady a hand as there ever was." William thought for a moment,"suppose you tell me more about yourself Mister Flynt". "Aye sar, I first began me service to the crown as a powder monkey aboard the sloop Reliant durin' King Williams war, of late I been servin as a marine and boarder aboard Her Majesty's ship Dreadnaught. A month or so ago we was attacked by two ships o' the line of the French Navy. Most the crew was killed and the ship herself sunk. Those of us who survived gathered what we could and slipped away in the long boats in the confusion. We drifted fer days witout fresh water and subsistin' on what we could catch from the sea, which wernt much til we landed here. Me mates figured this being spanich territory twas best we split up so as not to draw attention to ourselves. I have some workmens clothes and I speak enough spanish I'm able to go about as I please. I been lookin' fer passage off o' the island but so far only spanish and french ships been comin' ta port. I can't bloody well ask them fer , my spanish isn't that good and I'd soon enough be discovered. I over heard yer crew talkin' english amongst themselves and I seen ye come ashore so I figured now was myc chance." Billy paused and looked at William hopefully. "What skills do you posess Billy?" "Sar, As I said I speak a bit o' spanich. I kin read and write. I be an excellent marksman, and something of a gunsmith. Plus I be an able a seaman as any hand what's served before the mast." William thought for a moment. " Billy I'll take you at your word for now. We'll take you on as an able seaman . Should you prove to be trouble or if I find out you're lying to me you'll be dealt with swiftly , am I clear?" "Yes sar, Oh thank you sar, you shan't regret this." "Yes, let's hope not, no gather your belongings and see to helping the rest of the crew with the loading of the supplies." Aye Captain" "Oh and Billy?" "Yes Captain?" "Welcome aboard the Watch Dog". Billy's grin was brighter than the sun itself. William made a note to himself to check into Billy's story as soon as possible.
  7. Ye be quite welcome milady. However know ye that I'd gladly done it fer free. But seeing as ye've sent the rum our way already we'll just be holdin on to that.
  8. Aye I be in need of a ship indeed. Due to me regular profession, virtual be about all I have time fer these days. I be more'n happy te sign articles with the Watch Dog, I be right handy during a boarding and have a good strong back. Jes point ole Bill in the direction of who e needs te speak with. About the flag I apologize I meant to ask permission first.
  9. pssst, Pirate Jenny matey. Or you could try FM's newest one, Seven Deadly Sins (the name of the album is Within A Mile of Home)
  10. Greetings Cap'n Red Wake. Might ye be havin' a tankard of grog te hand fer a humble tar without ship er crew?
  11. I can nay speak fer Floridy, but the one in Buena Park be well worth the dubloons they be askin' fer.
  12. Welcome to the pub matey, always good to have another gunner round here.
  13. Arrrr, Now that be a proper innerducshun. Welcome aboard matey. Any pyrate from that frozen wasteland they be callin' upstate New York can dock here and have a pint on me anyday!
  14. Here be the address and phone# for Buena Park, CA: California's Pirates Dinner Adventure 7600 Beach Blvd. Buena Park, CA 90620 Phone: 714.690.1497 Fax: 714.690.1498 Toll Free: 866.439.2469
  15. Be ye wishin' ta attend the one in Florida, or the one in California?
  16. Then I suppose ye be goin' ta hell when ye're cruise is up. Personally I be makin' it a point ta ne'er truck with mutineers. Discipline be an important quality. Mutiny, even if ye do be gaining a proper ship, is the devils lot. Hijakcing be fine though.
  17. Gar! another one o' them blasted teetotallers. Not fittin' it be for a pyrate to nay like rum. Mark my words mateys, there be squalls ahead with this one.
  18. Okay mateys here be my take on it. I just got back from my second deployment to Iraq(and my third in the war on terror), so my wife and decided to finally have our honeymoon while I was on leave. We went to the one in Buena Park, CA. That place kicks ass. The show was good, a little too Pirates of Penzance for moi. What really makes the place is the atmosphere. The bar drinks are reasonably priced, large, and most of them are made with rum. The pirate swag for sell is some of the coolest I've seen outside of a ren-faire or Disneylands POTC gift shop. Costumers are welcome, nay encouraged. Audience participation is a big part of the show, my wife has video taped proof of my antics. The food is so-so with the chicken being the best part, and the beef being better than the shrimp and lobster. My wife had no problem getting refills on her wine, I stuck with water as I was availing myself of the cash bar service(who drinks beer when they've got rum!?) and didn't want to be completely hammered on the walk back to the hotel(it was a long walk). They also served seconds on the chicken. The dessert was great. All in all I highly recommend the Pirates Dinner Adventure. It beats Medieval Times hands down, except in the areas of beer and souveneir drink glasses. PDA only had two beers on tap and one type of souveneir glass. Oh and before I forget PDA serves appetizers prior to the show. I highly recommend PDA.
  19. www. centerstagecostumes. I believe they be havin traditional pirate games fer sale. B.B.
  20. Avast there! I be disinclined to agree with ya matey. That landlubber Gibson lost all credibility when he played Fletcher Christian. Remember mateys the deepest circle of hell be reserved for betrayers and mutineers.
  21. Pssst...Avast there. It be too late ta alter course now matey. Come seekin' adventure and salty old pirates eh? Arrr, sure'n ye come ta the proper place. But take warnin' matey, keep a weather eye open, for there be squalls ahead and Davey Jones waitin' for them what don't obey. Be sure of what's in ye're head lass. Piracy be a profession not taken lightly. If ye be willing ta sign articles there'll be those willin' te have ye. Now then, we have the pleasantries outta the way. The first order o business and ye're first step ta bein a scallywag I might add is te buy us all a drink and then see if we can reach an accord. Arrr. W.F. Flint, Master Gunner
  22. Pirates used all manner of methods to transport powder and ball, remember these are resouceful men who used whatever was at hand. The major methods, flasks and horn/catridge boxes, have already been brought to light. However if you want something a little different and like the buccaneer look I suggest the sugar cane husk powder measures from Old Dominion Forge. www.olddominionforge.com
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