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

[Private]

[forsaken_queen]

He has been usurped before. Overridden by a half mechanical girl. If that is possible, then he is not so inaccessible as they would have us believe.

[Private]

[tentacruelest]

And how was this done?

[Private]

[forsaken_queen]

I am unfamiliar with technologies. Unreliable things in general. You would have to ask her, if she is willing to talk. She used to be one of the jailors prior to that little stunt. But the general idea of it was she attached herself into the controls.

[Private]

[tentacruelest]

I would speak with her, then. Perhaps she has it within her to bear a repeat performance.