Sailing 001 | Video

[bottlearum]

[When the video starts, it's of a man with tan skin and long hair. Some of it is in dreadlocks, some of it is in braids. He's wearing a black leather tricorn hat above a red bandanna. He's got beads and trinkets in his hair, and he's dressed in full pirate garb. That jumpsuit was weird, why would he wear that when he's got his clothes?]

[He's also upside down. Jack, how did you get on the ceiling, that's not--Oh, wait, no. He's just holding the cell phone upside down. How do I technology?]

Right.

So, I'm t' believe that I'm on some sort of...

[He pauses for a moment, and the video flails around for a minute. Jack is gesturing with his hands and doesn't realize that some viewers may become motion sick. He finally finds the word he was looking for, and the video stops and you've got a lovely video of the wall. Isn't it beautiful?]

...ship. In the sky. Above the Earth. Floatin' in space.

...The Locker made a lot more sense the first time around. This is just... odd.



[Fourth walling is encouraged!]

Comments

[bottlearum]

A navy ship, aye?

[statsraaden]

Oh, I wasn't exactly in a navy. I did cruises.

[bottlearum]

...Curises, aye?

[What the bloody hell is a cruise?]

I'mma Captain!

[statsraaden]

Yes. Cruises. I take people from point A to point B. I make them visit. That sort of thing.

And is your ship sentient?

[bottlearum]

...Sentient? Y'mean... alive?

Ships ain't livin', mate.

[statsraaden]

Yes. Where I'm from, ships are sentient. I used to be one before coming here.
I heard it's not the case anywhere else that I know of, with one exception.

[bottlearum]

[Have an odd look.]

...sentient. Aye?

[statsraaden]

Someone here has a sentient ship. Who isn't here.

[bottlearum]

Ah, aye.

[He has no idea what you just said. That means it's time for a subject change!]

Y'know, I am Captain of a ship...

[statsraaden]

... You're a captain? Who's your ship?

[bottlearum]

Aye, mate. Captain Jack Sparrow, as it were.

Me ship? The Black Pearl. Fastest ship in the Caribbean, non-catch-able.

[He's quite proud of his ship.]

[statsraaden]

We should have a race someday. I'm rather fast myself.

[bottlearum]

Well, if you could find the Pearl, I would be most grateful.

[CAN YOU BRING A SHIP HERE?]

[statsraaden]

Er... that's indeed a problem. [Stats is a bit sheepish.]

[Wait, why did Stats turn human already? That's right, because ships can't fit here.]

[bottlearum]

[Boooo. Jack wants his Pearl.]

Just trust me, mate. The Black Pearl is the fastest ship. Can out run the Flyin' Dutchman.

[Surely you, of all ...people? Things? would know what that is.]

[statsraaden]

[You're talking to a ship who reached 18.5 knots once.]

And... how fast are they? [Suddenly Stats would like to know these ships. And give them a thourough beating in a race.]

[bottlearum]

[What is a knot.]

...She can outrun The Dutchman, mate. The Devil ship himself can not catch The Pearl.

[statsraaden]

[Oh shit, you don't measure speed?]

She must be very fast, indeed. [Stats got it that you're talking about what must be the fastest two ships in your world. But... do they reach 18 knots? HE WILL HEVER KNOW ;_;]

[bottlearum]

[I can't find anything that says how fast the Black Pearl is, sob.]

Couse she is, mate.

[statsraaden]

[HOLY SHIT]

I wish we could compare. [Someone is going to be thouroughly beaten, and this someone is not Stats.]

[bottlearum]

[Au contraire, mon ami. The Flying Dutchman is the fastest ship in the ocean, and The Black Pearl is faster. I think I'd win.]

Alas, we cannot.

[statsraaden]

[Tell me any of these ships can reach 18 knots and we have a bargain.]

Another time, then.