Honour Bright Posted December 31, 2006 Share Posted December 31, 2006 I see familiar names here, I am Welsh Wench from another forum. One of you knows me better than the rest. Ask him about his clothes. Taking on the world....one pair of boots at a time! A little bit of this...a little bit of that...a lot of dreams.... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Rumba Rue Posted December 31, 2006 Share Posted December 31, 2006 Yup seen you around places. Yup I know about the clothes...or lack there of. Welcome to the Pub Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Hrothgar Addams Posted December 31, 2006 Share Posted December 31, 2006 Clothes or lack thereof?? Sounds interesting. How about a round of rum and some elaboration? Welcome aboard Never give up--Never surrender! Remember -- A good friend will come and bail you out of jail...BUT a true friend will be sitting next to you saying, "Damn...that was fun!" Live while yer alive--an' when yore dead be done with it! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Blackfoot Posted December 31, 2006 Share Posted December 31, 2006 Greetings Miss Honour Bright. So are you the bright morning star? Or are you just a star? Any how, I personally would like to welcome ye to the pub. No worries fer me, I be just a humble pyrate introducin' meself and lookin' to share a drink. I would be likin' a double shot of rum with a splash of lime. Cheers m'lady and welcome to the pub! ] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Capt. Sterling Posted December 31, 2006 Share Posted December 31, 2006 Welcome to the pub Lady... "I being shot through the left cheek, the bullet striking away great part of my upper jaw, and several teeth which dropt down the deck where I fell... I was forced to write what I would say to prevent the loss of blood, and because of the pain I suffered by speaking."~ Woodes Rogers Crewe of the Archangel http://jcsterlingcptarchang.wix.com/creweofthearchangel# http://creweofthearchangel.wordpress.com/ Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Scupper Posted December 31, 2006 Share Posted December 31, 2006 Welcome abaord lass. I be thanking ye for the tankard. "That's the navy for you. Rum in the scuppers today. Blood in the scuppers tomorrow."Thrist is a shameless disease. So here's to a shameful cure!"Loyalty, honesty and directness are traits I admire. Insecurity, snipes and disrespect I will not tolerate in the least." Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
CrazyCholeBlack Posted December 31, 2006 Share Posted December 31, 2006 A man, with and without 'is clothes? I'm afraid ye'll 'ave ta be more specific Mistress Bright. I seem ta know more n me fair share o ladds wot 'ave trouble keeping dressed. Mayhaps or a pint we ken share notes. "If part of the goods be plundered by a pirate the proprietor or shipmaster is not entitled to any contribution." An introduction to merchandize, Robert Hamilton, 1777Slightly Obsessed, an 18th Century reenacting blog Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Honour Bright Posted December 31, 2006 Author Share Posted December 31, 2006 OH, I'm sure the blackard will be elaboratin' when he finds out who has joined! I'll be lettin' him tell the tale. And thank you for the warm welcome! Taking on the world....one pair of boots at a time! A little bit of this...a little bit of that...a lot of dreams.... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Capt. Bo of the WTF co. Posted December 31, 2006 Share Posted December 31, 2006 STORYTIME KIDDIES! Let's all gather 'round the rum cask, fill our mugs and listen closely. Welcome to thePub! Bo Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Blackjack Roberts Posted December 31, 2006 Share Posted December 31, 2006 Ahoy there, Lass. Ye still be a throwin' them effects out the portholes, I see. Yes I am a pirate; Two hundred years too late. The cannon don't thunder, There's nothing to plunder, I'm an over forty victim of fate. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
The Doctor Posted December 31, 2006 Share Posted December 31, 2006 Jack saunters into the Pub, and freezes in his tracks when he sees... her. "Honour, darling! How wonderful to see you here! In this place! The very last place I expected to see you..." he stammers, unconsciously taking a firm grip on his coat. Yo ho ho! Or does nobody actually say that? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Rumba Rue Posted December 31, 2006 Share Posted December 31, 2006 Ha! LMAF! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
silverhearted maggie Posted December 31, 2006 Share Posted December 31, 2006 Lack of clothes means lack of pockets....just how do plan to pay for our round o' drinks, missy? Just joking...glad to have ya aboard. I'll be taken a good ol' glass o' the Cap't. Long Live the crew of the CrimsonPermanent Assurance! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Honour Bright Posted December 31, 2006 Author Share Posted December 31, 2006 *Honour saunters over to Mad Jack and looks him up and down* Aye, ye black-hearted scoundrel! Ye thought this would be the last place ye'd be findin' me! I suggest if there be a story t' be told, the best person to tell it would be this..this...what are ye anyways? Oh yes! YE DIRTY DOG! *takes Blackjack Roberts by the arm* Come, luv, and let's have an ale...by the way--GREAT BOOTS, both of ye! Taking on the world....one pair of boots at a time! A little bit of this...a little bit of that...a lot of dreams.... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
The Doctor Posted December 31, 2006 Share Posted December 31, 2006 "Dirty dog"? Honestly love, you do shower me with the oddest pet names! Now, about that rum you owe me... Yo ho ho! Or does nobody actually say that? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Blackjack Roberts Posted December 31, 2006 Share Posted December 31, 2006 Aye, Luv. An ale, or six, be just the thing. Thank ye,Luv. Ye knows I wear nothin' but the best. Mayhap later ye be inclined to discuss the booty......uh plunder with me? Mad Jack! Good ta see ye again, Mate....clothed that is. Yes I am a pirate; Two hundred years too late. The cannon don't thunder, There's nothing to plunder, I'm an over forty victim of fate. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Honour Bright Posted December 31, 2006 Author Share Posted December 31, 2006 And what would ye be a callin' a man that be walkin' out on a lady? At a crucial time yet! Sorry, luv--Honour has moved on! So I suggest ye be a-gettin' a crowbar and be pryin' open yer pockets fer yer own rum! Now, Blackjack, darlin'--what's this about booty? Er..plunder? Or is that pillage and plunder? Plunder and pillage? *Honour looks in dictionary to see what came first, the plunder or the pillage* Taking on the world....one pair of boots at a time! A little bit of this...a little bit of that...a lot of dreams.... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Red Cat Jenny Posted December 31, 2006 Share Posted December 31, 2006 Honour lass, That be a deceptive name I believe.... I see ye sailed in wi company! Welcome t' both o ye an kee a grip on somma yer clothes...there be more n one scoundrel about these parts! However....they DO be tempting.... Some days even my lucky rocketship underpants won't help.... Her reputation was her livelihood. I'm a pirate, love. By nature and by choice! My inner voice sometimes has an accent! My wont? A delicious rip in time... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Blackjack Roberts Posted December 31, 2006 Share Posted December 31, 2006 I believe the pillagin' be first, but far be it from me ta be denyin' a lass her wishes, so we'll be a leavin' the order ta yer good desir...graces, as it were. Ye know I like ta divide the booty evenly, but I can be talked into extra shares. Drink up me hartys, Yo Ho! Yes I am a pirate; Two hundred years too late. The cannon don't thunder, There's nothing to plunder, I'm an over forty victim of fate. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
The Doctor Posted December 31, 2006 Share Posted December 31, 2006 "Moved on", have ye? Well, then... There still hangs the small matter of a certain key, now don't it? Tell me now, dear Honour Bright... Exactly how far along have ye moved? Yo ho ho! Or does nobody actually say that? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Honour Bright Posted December 31, 2006 Author Share Posted December 31, 2006 Oh..I'd say about three feet. Far enough so that ye'd have t' fight me fer the key, Jack! *Runs and hides behind the 'other' Jack*-----I do love a man that can be had! *peeks out from behind Blackjack* Ah..Mad Jack! Ye know ye want the key. Ye gave up yer clothes fer it! Somewhat.... Taking on the world....one pair of boots at a time! A little bit of this...a little bit of that...a lot of dreams.... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
The Doctor Posted December 31, 2006 Share Posted December 31, 2006 That's one thing, among many, that I've always loved about you, Honour. You fight dirty. That's a trait I can respect. Now, give us the key. Unless, of course, you don't have said key on your... delectable person, in which case, I should repair to my ship and tear apart your quarters. Ta! Yo ho ho! Or does nobody actually say that? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Honour Bright Posted December 31, 2006 Author Share Posted December 31, 2006 I learned to play dirty from the best, luv. So have a wonderful time tearing my quarters apart. Anything you tear up, ye will be putting back--and next time ye give me dresses to yer doxies to wear, there be hell to pay. Or at least a dressmaker's bill. *Honour wonders if brass will ever warm up next to skin?* Taking on the world....one pair of boots at a time! A little bit of this...a little bit of that...a lot of dreams.... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
The Doctor Posted December 31, 2006 Share Posted December 31, 2006 Your giving me orders about the disposition of my ship, darling?! You're the one petitioning for annulment, dear Honour. Although I have to question my own sanity for not having granted it when given the chance! The contents of that chest had better be more comely than your own, love. ::Jack fumed in absolute frustration:: Damn it, Ray, where's that rum?! Yo ho ho! Or does nobody actually say that? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Honour Bright Posted December 31, 2006 Author Share Posted December 31, 2006 Oh, temper, temper, Jack Wolfe! This be one chest ye be not a-glimpsing ever again! And lest ye tick me off, I'd be revealing secrets better left secret. *Honour takes a bite of an apple* Apple, darlin'? Taking on the world....one pair of boots at a time! A little bit of this...a little bit of that...a lot of dreams.... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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