have any room for a space station on board? i can cook . . . (or eat, at least) and my pirate talk is invaluable, ye scabrous sea-pigeons! hoist the rudder! weigh sails! ahoy!
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have any room for a space station on board? i can cook . . . (or eat, at least) and my pirate talk is invaluable, ye scabrous sea-pigeons! hoist the rudder! weigh sails! ahoy!
At the moment, we are looking for a flower girl for the upcoming wedding!
:D
i can carry flowers too . . . hoist the flowers! starboard and port! port for the wedding! : )
RJ thinks so.Quote:
Originally Posted by Scheherazade
Well, just wait a few minutes. It's what I hear anyway.
I hope this is suffiecient to back up my statement. As far as I know, amid all the turmoil, Papaya and Jay found the Dasterdly abandoned after Stan had left, so they with the help of the crew sent the dasterdlies swimming to Deserted Island, where it would appear Papaya and Stan had discreetly and secretly planned a honeymoon getaway. Papaya kept coming back to ship, so no one really caught on right away.
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Wow! Is your last name holmes?
oh no! how did you guess? what am I going to do?
I was just paying attention all along, and therefore it was easy to locate the posts. :D
:lol: :DQuote:
Originally Posted by papayahed
I think I found a pic of RJ online:
http://stealthboy.dyndns.org/~msherm...es/emptg01.gif
:D
Oh no! where did you get THAT You're not supposed to have my picture, oh no, what am I going to do?
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Originally Posted by RJbibliophil
heh heh heh...ye can pay homage to the captain o this ship! :D
Log of the Ghost of The Dastardly XI
(Blast me if I call a ship by a changed name—‘tis bad luck!)
(This one found pinned to the main mast)
What be goin' on here? By the great daemons o' the deep!
Now it seems that I a true ghost am not the only shape-shifter!
Yon picture of Piglet Holmes is not the maiden in yon cabin asleep,
Yet with her own mouth she proclaims that 'tis her in yon picture!
Cap'n Stan sails in a Chinee Junk, refusing the vessel,
That I raised for him back at yon islet and the sea nymphs repaired.
And here I were so kind t' th' Cap'n, and dinnae wish him harm nae trouble,
Could he not take what were at hand? I bet th' Chinee took it main fair!
Ah, love, it doth strange things to the heart of a puir sailing man,
And ye be requiring a Priest t' be a-marrying of ye twain?
I know a good man enough, dead now for two centuries, but a friend,
And his heart still beats pure and his vestments are unstained.
If you like, I can ask Father Sergio to come and join ye as man and wife:
That is, if ye dinnae mind having th' service at midnight...
(Got to spiff up me duds for th' wedding!)
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You must not believe all that you see. That could be me. Maybe yes, maybe no. You cannot be sure. Meet me in moonlight old, faithful Arrow, when I serenade the moon, and dance my heart out. At that melancholy, nostalgic hour, you will see me as I am.
And I will pay homage to none, especially not the captain of a poorly manned, sinking, stinking tub. I am faithful to Commadore Scheherazade.
somes cap'ns would be so lucky to be crewed by such a ghost as the feared ghost o the dasterdly stans!
Ach, Lass, t' be sure ye dinnae look like yon picture so dreamy in the moonlight. Auld Arrow has became rather used to his new power as a day walker, so ye need not just seek me by night. Here, me li’l 'un. 'Tis a bosun’s whistle, a special 'un. I were mate on The Hispaniola afore th' pirates rid themselves of me. This whistle I alone can hear. Keep it safe and secret. But in danger, gi' 'er a blow and I'll be there. D'ye like me new duds, lass? Niver mine th' aging effect. I maun shape shift t' fit th' duds, ye ken.
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