1st Wave

[tentacruelest]

[Down in the depths of Zero sits a sulking, furious squid creature, wrapping his tentacle-like hand around his communicator. Davy Jones has been looking it over for the past day, and is thus far unimpressed. A way to talk to the rest of the crew? What was the point? They had nothing worthwhile to discuss]


Pardon the intrusion of an old pirate captain, but I believe I've requested to see his grace the Admiral, if he so deigns to get his fat arse off the bridge and address my concerns.

Bah - you think a day's stay in the brig will ease th' way of our voyage together? You think your pathetic lot of untested boys, women and slaves is enough to keep Davy Jones at bay for long? You're more of a fool than I'd taken you for.

And the next bilge rat what comes down here prattling on about inmates and other worlds is the next I mark for death.

Riddick - I name ye. Dean Winchester - I name ye too.

Comments

[deshabille]

Rude. Why wasn't I named?

[tentacruelest]

You are no concern of mine-ah.

[dogwalksyou]

I'm pretty sure they had those names already.

[Just saying.]

[tentacruelest]

Don't think to mock me, Dog. I name them in th' face of the rest of this Barge, so that when they die, it will be known who killed them and why.

[surfaceshine]

[Have the biggest eyeroll ever, lobstersquid. He learned from the best.]

Get in line, daydream believer.

[tentacruelest]

Your arrogance will be your undoing, boy.

[inhistorybooks]

[Trip has seen a lot of weird stuff before, but you, sir, are pretty freaking weird.]

I don't want this to come off the wrong way, but, uh- [What's wrong with your face???] Where're you from?

[tentacruelest]

[This stare, Trip.

Just. This stare.]

[with_my_teacup]

So you got a name, or just me?

[tentacruelest]

You are answering to the man once called Davy Jones, Captain of the Flying Dutchman.

And I owe you a death, Riddick.

[megamind]

[ Megamind is not really up to snuff. But he's dragging himself to the monitors for this, dropping himself in his chair--who cares if he's shirtless, looks like death warmed over, and is wheezing like he can't breath? He's there. All over the screen. ]

[ He points to his eyes, and at the screen. HE'S WATCHING YOU YOU MURDEROUS SQUID. ]

[tentacruelest]

Ah. Th' little blue man awakens!

My, but did death not treat you well, lad?

[hellofist]

Death doesn't last, here. Not permanent. Find something... better to do.

[tentacruelest]

And what would you suggest, if death is no longer the harshest penalty given to men?

[impure_tale]

Which would be quite a threat if most of the people here weren't already dead.

Welcome to the Barge. A vessel between worlds, states of being, however you should like to view it.

And you, mon capitaine, are very far away from whatever sea you flopped out of.

[tentacruelest]

[Suddenly, Davy's attention is all but locked on the man speaking, and he bubbles up in barely restrained rage]

Barbossa.

[worsetodie]

My but you're a long way from home aren't you, wee beastie?

[tentacruelest]

And who are you to talk to me in that insolent tone?

[Private]

[forsaken_queen]

[After watching this with much interest, and no small amount of amusement, she has decided to make contact. Just because she's curious.]

How many did you kill?

[Oh yes, and this is absolutely video, so he gets to clearly see the undead elven woman, blue skin, red glowing eyes and all. She wants to see his reaction to her as well.]

[Private]

[tentacruelest]

[Davy in turn is suddenly very interested in this creature. At last, someone who matches his temperament and likely suffers from the same idiotic insults he's currently being subjected to. In a rare moment of respect, he touches his hat to her]

Only the one. But what a fuss they made about him.

[silvestris]

You don't want to do that.

[tentacruelest]

Don't I, now? And are you the one who's going to stop me?

[anewlanguage]

You're the one who's been mildewing the halls, huh? Things'll go a whole lot smoother if you stop picking fights with the Wardens.

[text/private/this totally doesn't count as a threadjack]

[routemistress]

<3 <3

[zero spam]

[routemistress]

[Iris is bored, and she missed the kerfuffle, so she decides to wander down for a quick visit.

She's wearing a scarlet cocktail dress (with a Deadpool Inc. badge on it), a sequinned jacket and her best hat, and she is not poking her fingers through the bars to try and touch the tentacles. Even though she slightly wants to.]

'Ello, lovey. You feeling a bit calmer, now?

[zero spam]

[tentacruelest]

[Turning abruptly at the woman who's come to see him, Jones narrows his eyes suspiciously and limps over to the bars to address Iris properly]

Who's doing the questioning?

Video

[bodilesswarrior]

[So this is the guy who killed Megamind. Her gaze is sharp, as it roves over him.]

You'd murder someone for defending their crew?

Video

[tentacruelest]

I would murder to draw a cowardly dog from hiding.

[burnmythoughts]

[Murder murder yada yada.]

Do you need anything?

[Technically she should probably still be resting but you know she's bored.]

[tentacruelest]

I need nothing except to speak with his grace the Admiral, if he deigns me worth speaking to after having press-ganged me aboard his derelict ship.

[insolubleriddle]

Oh, not this again. For once, I'd like public threats to be accompanied by a modicum of intelligent forethought.

[He smiles, clearly more amused than annoyed.]

To save you the time and effort, the death of barge residents bothers the Admiral about as much as your job bothered you.

[tentacruelest]

And what does a land-locked blaggard know of my job?

[intelligently]

I'm pretty sure that a day wouldn't easy anything, and while you might be a pirate the rest of us aren't. [ Well, not all of them, she hopes, or she's really out of place ]

[tentacruelest]

And I am certain that the status of your position, pirate or no, is no concern of mine!