This is Madness! [Game Thread]

Wha' memes be those, landlubber me lad?
 
So this is why britain mailed off those off the rocker people to australia
 
Vote: Mutiny I be me own capt'n 'round her'
Vote: HOV Fer te hell'er it
Vote: Takhisis Also fer te hell'er it
 
Yarrr, methinks ye should be explainin' yer votes or ye'll be walkin' the plank!
 
vote: Landlubber. Dont know why.
 
Derek 'Mrs' McGinty is safely ensconced in the Conference Room's Pirate Ship's toilet cubicle, relaxing in the manner common to working men across the cosmos seven seas: sitting on the khazi, with a can of beer tankard of grog in one hand, and in the other a dog-eared magazine lithograph featuring pictures of scantily-clad women. A man of simple tastes and little insight, McGinty is dimly aware that he ought to be getting on with something more important. But, having little idea of what that something is, and being inclined anyway to avoid all effort and responsibility, he has made an executive decision to spend as much of the morning as possible on the john.
 
I'm just an inanimate object

Arrr. A dandy, eh?

Ye'd best watch yersel', pretty boy. The open seas ain't no place for preenin' and poutin'. And when yer caught in the maw o' the dreadful spindly killer fish, ye'll be wantin' more than fine silks and satins to protect yer soft, ladylike buttocks. Arrr.

vote: Newyn
 
Arrr, me hearties! Don't be thinkin' ol' Weston be like some barnacle, stuck fast to life's fair bottom... In his day, ol' Weston were a feared pirate Captain, yes he were. Sailin' the good ship Weareallgoingtodie, he mastered the seventeen-and-a-half seas, yes he did, plunderin' loot beyond any landlubber's wildest dreams.

Alas, Lady Fortune is a fickle mistress, and ol' Weston fell on hard times, yes they were. Got a taste for the rum, he did. And the gambling. And the women too. Arrr...

But now ol' Weston's clean as bistle, so he is, and ready to start afresh!

The Tramp stares blankly into the middle distance for a few moments.

If I might beg your leave for a moment, ladies and gentleman, I feel the time has come to introduce myself...

I am the honorable Count Weston of Abandonallhope, third son of Lord Watchouthehasaknife, and I am here to save the day. Being an ace detective, a fearsome swordsman, and an all-round thoroughly decent chap, I can guarantee you that the villains won't be able to elude me for long. Give me a couple of days and this whole mess will be sorted out fine.

The Tramp stares blankly into the middle distance for a few moments.

Repent! Repent, I say!! The day of Judgement is upon us!!! Gather ye around, my children, and allow Father Weston to guide you on the path to enlightenment!!!!

There is still time before the reckoning, my children... Listen well to the Truths I bring unto you all, and your souls may yet find Ourheadsstovedinwithabigrock!

The Tramp stares blankly into the middle distance for a few moments.

Bonjour messieurs et mesdames, je suis M Weston, et j'ai une allergie au fromage. Μπορεί να εξετάσει όπως εγώ είμαι άστεγοι, αλλά στην πραγματικότητα και εγώ είμαι λίγο πολύ, πολύ ενδιαφέρον στους γαιοσκώληκες. سگ هفت پاها, چند آیا شما با آرنج شنا كردن كنند.
 
Pirate mafia!? What madness is this!? When will we time travel to a clearly superior ninja mafia universe? :ninja:

Vote: Mutiny Because madness.
Vote: HOO Because hoo.
Vote: Zack Zack is captain? I didn't vote for him! :mad:
Arrr: Arrr Because arr.
 
Vote: CSD, Vote: No Mutiny (because I'm like that) and Vote: Newyn for randomness.
 
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