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Thread: Out of the Abyss [Mr. M & JessiDlux]

When it comes to sailing the open ocean, people think of the huge luxury cruise liners, floating cities with restaurants and casinos and multiple swimming pools. People also think of private ships, sailboats and yachts that brave the elements and the distance to carry their adventurous owners around the world. But many don't realize there are still mid-class ships around and about, capable of carrying a few dozen passengers in more comfort than a smaller boat, but with the sense of adventure and risk missing in the bigger ones. It was just such a ship, the Advocate , that was making the trans-Atlantic transit from Boston to Bristol, with a full crew and about half a load of passengers. It was the off-season, so the owners weren't expecting too much profit, but the captain and crew preferred to be on the open ocean, so they were happy to cast off with just enough fares to cover expenses it was better than sitting around the dockside for weeks, amassing debt. They were in the deep water, dealing with the rolling swells well enough, when the unthinkable happened. An ancient WWII-era sea mine, long sunk and believed inert, had broken free of its moorings some months ago, and had been drifting with the currents, slowly rising toward the surface. The odds of the mine actually impacting anyone were astronomical the idea that it could be still active and explosive after all this time was simply ludicrous. It could be said that the captain's bad luck was ludicrously effective. It was late evening, shortly after ship's dinner, when the entire prow of the vessel exploded, disintegrating into shrapnel of fiberglass and wood and steel. A good portion of the crew and passengers, including the captain, died in the explosion, or shortly thereafter from grievous injuries. Several small groups made it to lifeboats, but not everyone who survived was so lucky, and so there were a small handful of survivors clinging to wreckage and life preservers. In the dark, in the chaos, the current separated everyone, so within just a few minutes, nearly everybody was out of touch with everybody else. All the survivors were therefore alone, floating in the middle of the Atlantic.
Thread: Out of the Abyss [Mr. M & JessiDlux]

Click, Cr-cr-cr-ccracck, Click. It was just before dinner that Amari had spotted a gull, plesantly and perfectly poised, perched on the railing of the side of the boat. Against the last light of the seaside sunset, it was beautiful. She crouched down and started a little photo session with the bird. Carefully crouching down and awkwardly approaching it, trying to get good angles, and the sunset in the shot. From there the time just flew. Eventually the bird took off, they getting very far from shore. They haddn't been able to see said shore for quite some time, but there had been the tiny rocks set in the remaining sand bars and stable flotsam for the birds to rest on. Now though, such recluse for the birds was becoming very sparse. She continued to snap a few more pictures of its receding form, before just staring at the sunset in brief, light, absient thoughts. She had been living well enough her whole life, a happy, average life, now leading up to a satisfying lifestyle, as far as she was conserned. Her job was of a go-fer photographer, and it paid the bills. She had been just fine with her apartment and her going abouts, but she needed a vacation... She sighed a little, her bright brown hair blowing in the sea wind. The thought then crossed her mind, Oh! I missed dinner! She briefly looked around, and without any warning, the bomb hit. She didn't see much more than a flash and then darkness for a brief while. She was consious, she could hear a few yells and screams of passangers, some of thier voices she reconised. When she could see again, she saw the larger remains of the boat sinking away, and a few people, then almost out of sight. She then realized what had happened and caught up with herself, and began to attempt a shaky manuever only abstractly realized as treading water, in doing so realizing most of her toes were broke and her thumb, before accedentally being bumped by a piece of shipwreck behind her. She immediately grabbed on, and climbed up it as far as she could. After a long time where she still was at regestering what had happened, she was left with an emptyness. What could she do now? She looked down at her camera case, still somehow around her neck, and carefully opened it. Somehow, it survived to a glance, in the waterproof case, but pictures woulden't matter if she died first... not my best first post, I'll make up for it.
Thread: Out of the Abyss [Mr. M & JessiDlux]

The fragment of fiberglass hull was flesh-rendingly sharp on two sides, but Amari could grip the other two. While it was floating, it was reasonably stable, but it had the tendency to float lower with her weight on it, just under the surface of the water. It was not an ideal situation. The one good thing was her camera still intact in its case. The memory was solid-state, it was just a question of whether the battery would last. But what would she take pictures of out here, now? The night darkened, and the clouds grew wispy, and the stars were incredibly brilliant. Amari could have enjoyed the amazing vista more if she hadn't been deathly thirsty, and unable to sleep on her fragment of hull. And then, something strange happened. The hull made a knocking sound, like something was bumping it, but there was nothing around the sides. Could there be sea creatures? There weren't any fins in the water, so it might not be sharks, but what could it be?
Thread: Out of the Abyss [Mr. M & JessiDlux]

Amari remained in a confused, essentially stunned state after that, she didn't realize hardly any time had passed until she felt her throat ache for water. In that moment, she blinked and found the world darker, and the sunset gone. She took a heavy breath and sighed, looking down at her water-tight camera case again. She coulden't help but be thankful for that much, and besides, becoming frantic now would only cause death that much quicker. The thought of death, it sat there in her head for what was shaping up to be another long moment that would probably leave her with sunrise when she snapped from it. She didn't feel affected to hard from it, death had been something she was never as touchy as most people about, and she had accepted it back when her parents died. These thoughts started a trail that could last that long again, she, living alone, had a lot of time to think, Though it woulden't be lasting here. It was another moment when there was the moving and the sound that snapped her from her daze, and she tottled on her knees with the movement. She winced at the pain of her knees being tight and ache from the time spent on them. She shook her head and tried to stay from the edges of the small piece of debris she was on. She wondered what it could of been, but in all fairness it could of been anything, a shark well hidden below, a squid, or something? She didn't know enough about the ocean to narrow it down, so she just shakily held what ground of this she had, and hoped it would pass...
Thread: Out of the Abyss [Mr. M & JessiDlux]

The knocking went away for a time. Then without warning, there was a terrific impact, which lofted the edge of the piece of hull entirely over, forcing Amari up in the air. She had a few moments of weightlessness before falling into the gentle waves. There was enough time to catch her breath before something grabbed her kicking ankles and pulled. The odd, possibly terrifying thing is, they felt like hands. Amari was dragged beneath the surface of the water. She could feel the pressure on her skin building, the movement of the water past her cheeks, her wildly waving arms. There was no light, she couldn't even see the stars above through the water. She sensed... something near her, a shape, a presence, a disturbance in the water. What felt like hands grabbed her hair, yanked her head back, and she felt something forced into her mouth, a hard kind of pointed thing, like a horn or a beak, pushing past her lips.
Thread: Out of the Abyss [Mr. M & JessiDlux]

She tried to hold herself tightly to the smooth surface she was on, in tenceness, but when whatever hit, hit, she was easily gone. She tried to treat water immediately, but had not the time before she was pulled under. She tried to slip from whatever had her, continueally. She could do nothing and was only left in her first hit of panic since the exsplosion. She struggled against whatever held her, but the salty water stung her sences so terribly. She bit against what was being forced into her mouth, and she jerked from the girl whatever it was had on her hair. She kicked and flailed, her own cool tears her only washing comfort to the fury the fairly foreign water burned on her.
Thread: Out of the Abyss [Mr. M & JessiDlux]

The pressure kept increasing, as whatever it was pushed its way into her mouth, the hands there were more than one now staying gripped to her head even though she was being dragged swiftly down and down. Then the thing in her mouth squirted, something thick and cold and tangy, tasting like milk but different. She was forced to take in a large mouthful, and there was nothing she could do but swallow it. It was very strange as soon as she swallowed, the hands left her head, the thing pulled away from her mouth, and she was left with only the grip around her struggling ankles, dragging her ever deeper into the blackness. The pressure was getting high, but after she swallowed, the pain in her temples eased a little. The water pressure was still oppressive, but she didn't feel like her blood was trying to push out of her skin anymore. Now there was just the pressure of the air in her lungs. If she let it out in the scream she surely felt bubbling up within her, she'd never make it to the surface in time for another breath. This lungful of air she'd been holding was all that stood between her and drowning...
Thread: Which sex do you get along better with?

I seem to be having a lot of realizations lately. Last night I realized that I get along better with women and have an easier time talking to them than other guys. For some reason I feel like I'm more at ease and they are less judgmental than guys. I feel like I can more easily express myself to women than men. I'm not saying I have no guy friends, just that its less common for me. I go out clubbing often because I like meeting new people, plus I like to dance and meet some girls I could potentially get with. I have had my sexuality questioned a couple times, mostly by guys. It's only been questioned by a woman once. By the way I am a straight male. XD I dunno if its my happy and open personality or what but it happens. One time this guy thought I was gay and got mad at me for some reason. Don't remember why. I asked him jokingly if he wanted a hug and he said Nah. I said cool and was about to walk away until someone pushed me into him to actually hug him. He elbowed me hard. Immediately I stood up for myself and told him it was inappropriate behavior and it wasn't my fault. I made him extremely uncomfortable and made him look like a bitch. Behavior like that makes me distrust members of the same sex a little bit. What about you?
Thread: Which sex do you get along better with?

Perhaps it's just my upbringing with no mother, but I've always found men more open, and easier to talk to. My entire life I've had all guy friends. Like three days ago, I went and hung out.. played video games.. with all guys. I find it hard to trust other women, after going through high school listening to the shit you hear in either the girls change room, bathroom, anything. It just hits you. I find most girls women females are self absorbed, or shallow beyond belief.. until about 30. Then they change. Heh, just my own opinion. I get along really well with other girls who realize this sad truth... But there are very few of us. But I blame my father all-in-all. x3
Thread: Which sex do you get along better with?

I don't get along with most men. There are the few exceptions that I call friends, but when it comes to people I don't know. I wouldn't trust a guy so far as I could throw him. Honestly my usual approach towards other guys is that they're going to be an ass hat unless they can other wise prove themselves not. Most people prove my first impression completely correct.
Thread: Which sex do you get along better with?

My best friend IS a guy, but he has proven his worth to me. He is the only one I can really connect with. Guys seem so afraid of that for some reason. Just because you can connect with a guy doesn't make you gay.
Thread: Which sex do you get along better with?

Guys. I can't trust many girls I have some very good female friends, but not many. The majority of my friends are male. 34, I'd say.
Thread: Which sex do you get along better with?

I can say both, though there is always certain levels. I have quite a few guy friends and female friends, but I'm only close to one of my guy friends, while my female friends I can get along with rather easily. Though, my best friend is a guy, known him for going on 10 years. It's weird, i've known him long enough that we pretty much read each other's mind.
Thread: Which sex do you get along better with?

I have lived in every continental US State for at least a month or longer. And I have to say I have never had a real life long friend, but have always been able to acquire friends quickly. Now in my exprience I have found that you can really trust no one until you get to a point where they must side with you or to show that they will be there whenever something goes wrong. But everyone is human as far as I see and so both men and women have flaws, it just depends the type of people you decide to confide in and befriend. I can't say I have been the best friend possible to some people. But then again I have a long way to go... I am only nineteen. But I usually get along with both males and females. But everyone gossips, judges, and grudges. They are humans and it is all we know from magezines and tv shows. You reap what you sow and just watch some of these reality shows, just wow, the drama and deceit... But I feel it also matters how you grow up, like if you have more of a male influence or more of a female influence... and then sometimes it depends on your sexual preference and where you grow up.... That is just my thought, sorry.
Thread: Which sex do you get along better with?

I dunno which I get along with better. most times I feel that I tend to get along with both sex's pretty equally, and other times I feel like I get alone with men better than women. I guess it really depends on my mood and other factors.
Thread: Which sex do you get along better with?

I get along with both pretty well. Though I can't get along with a woman who only talks about her crotch-blood.
Thread: Which sex do you get along better with?

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Thread: Which sex do you get along better with?

I have to admit other females scare me a bit. I'm much more comfortable in the garage hanging with the guys. I don't much even care for shopping. I know, weird for a girl, huh? and I only have four pair of shoes.
Thread: Which sex do you get along better with?

I get along better with the female population then I do with guys, Girls are less annoying to me then most guys, Mostly because they like to be ignorant.
Thread: Which sex do you get along better with?

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Thread: How to smuggle a pirate. (closed)

It was one of the those days again, you come in and sign it and go back to the company, a boring work day for anyone, except today. Eddie was up earlier today, he has been working for this company called Flamming Imports for about 2 years now. In which it would make him twenty two years of age. He was just a normal average office boy except he had a good memory for everything. Exiting his house he proceeded to get into his white company van. His job today was no different from yesterday or last week or ever. Picking up cartons, box, containers and signing it for any damages and received take it back to his company, the sort. It wasn't long before he made to the port at New Barn, getting out of his van he wanted to get this job done quickly and leave. It wasn't like he was going to be paid more for staying here at New Barn Port. Walking to his containers, you could clearly say he was about 5 ft 8 and no taller. It was with this height he could see his company's ship and its contents. Blowing against the light breeze, his body frame wasn't like a stick that could be blown away. It was more like fit young man working at the gym each week. But in his case its he working at the port every day except saturday and sunday. His hair was dark brown similar to ground coffee. His eyes ever changing blue-greenish colour. Its all here young man. said some rather lanky port man. Okay cheers, Eddie quickly peered over and signed it, hoping that he finish his job fast. Right no problems here, thanks again Derek. Yelled Eddie since Derek was on the ship itself and he probably couldn't hear if he didn't shout. Derek was just trustyworthy old man in his mid-forties. His reputation for knowing a lot and doing his job correctly. Tagging the container in which he had signed, he was ready to go. After labelling it he got a loading kart and carefully placed the container there, so he could kart it back to his van and finally go. Opening the back of his van lifted and placed the container in. Getting in the van, Eddie revved up his engine and got out of the port rather quite quickly, not to mention letting the back of his van to slide a little.
Thread: How to smuggle a pirate. (closed)

Re How to smuggle a pirate. sharkfish1e Amaria Voices, smooth rocking back and forth and...poly foam? Cass tried to lift her hand to her throbbing head but was stopped by a soft wall of foam. She laid there and did a mental check of her body, nothing but her head hurt. Everything else was in working order, she was simply confined...in a box? She took a few deep breaths to stop the rising panic. Ok how did i get here? she tried to remember but that only caused more pain in her head. She was about to kick her foot in frustration when she suddenly slid to the left. Augh! white hot pain seared her brain. She did kick this time and threw a few screams in there for good measure. She wasn't even sure if anyone could hear her. After a few moments and no answer she gave up, she needed to rest anyway. Her thoughts drifted back to the last thing she could remember, sitting with three men. Faces were blurred but she was sure there was another woman too. They were arguing over something. She couldn't remember anything else but it was waiting just outside her grasps. Sleep ...she was so tired. Cass dozed off for a few moments, but when she woke the rocking had stopped. She heard doors open somewhere and she began kicking and screaming again.
Thread: How to smuggle a pirate. (closed)

Re How to smuggle a pirate. sharkfish1e Amaria The van came to halt, Eddie was still in a cheerful mood since his job today was done fast and easy. When he got out he swear he could of heard voices right now. Maybe he was hearing things. But another scream proved him wrong, totally wrong. He had finally could hear someone scream multiple times, it sounded female voice and not to mention the container started moving on its own. He approached it carefully. Don't move I'll cut the container open now. He told with a commanding voice. Pulling his yellow stanley knife, he slashed throughly the container all the while trying avoid damage to whoever was in this carton. It took about a couple of seconds to open the box. What he saw was a girl sitting in a box, it was quite a cute girl at that too. Though it looked like it was kinda uncomfortable in the way she sat. The first thing that sprang up in his mind was oh shit, the contents of this container is definitely not a girl But before that he knew had till monday sort this out and hand the signed contract to the company, seeing as how it was friday too and he signed it earlier.. Not good, Why were you in there? It was the most obvious question he had asked but it was the best time to ask right now. It wasn't the time to think about the contract, though it was still very important. But currently the most important thing was staring him in the face.
Thread: How to smuggle a pirate. (closed)

Re How to smuggle a pirate. sharkfish1e Amaria The light hurt her eyes and of course her head too. So she sat there trying to keep her head from spinning. When she looked up she saw a man he was asking her questions but she couldn't think straight so she says the first thing that pops into her head. Just shut the hell up and help me out of this box. She wore a blue t shirt and a pair of old brown shorts. Mousey brown hair, just past her shoulder was messy from shifting around in the box. She felt her side, nothing...her gun was gone of course. As she climbed and stumbled out of the crate her memory came back to her in painful waves. They ditched her, they drugged her and packed her in a crate. If she ever found them she would kill each and everyone of them, but she was sure she'd never see them again. Just like it was when she was on ship, they could be on one coast one day and miles away before the sun rose the next day. They were constantly on the move. Standing there leaning against the crate she looked at the guy again. he stood there staring at her waiting for some sort of explanation. She could lie but that would require thinking, which was way too painful right now, so she decided to just be vague. I'm not sure what really happened. Sorry for being rude my head feels like its going to split open...I think I was drugged. She didn't plan it but it couldn't have been planned any better her knees buckled and she fell forward into shocked man.
Thread: How to smuggle a pirate. (closed)

Re How to smuggle a pirate. sharkfish1e Amaria Eddie couldn't believe his ears, not only has he just opened the carton. She has told him to shut it and help her out. He was wishing hadn't opened the pandora's box. Too late there she was. She came out with quite short clothes in contrast to him, he was wearing the usual office clothes, black and white style combo. White shirt, no tie, open collar first button from top, and black trousers. He had noticed it wasn't good ride since her hair a bit messy and her grumpy. Then again everyone would be if you got air mail in a carton box. Shocked and confused to as why she was in a container, he knew straight then. I see.. geez what a way wake up. Before he could talk or ask anymore, he had noticed she stumbled into Eddie. Oi, oi wake up, shit i better bring her in the house and ask questions later. Picking her up like a hero rescuing a princess, he took her inside to his house. Time flew as he had placed on the sofa and put a blanket on her. He watched her sleep for a bit before deciding to know more about her. While she was asleep, he had no choice, but to search for an ID card on her. Feeling a bit of regret he accidentally felt her ass through her jeans to find a wallet. Eddie had suspected that her wallet might be there but to no avail, it was like her wallet was empty. At least he enjoyed frisking her a bit. There was no way to identify her now. It seemed like someone didn't like her too much. Thank god she only twitched a bit. It was long into the night, roughly 8.20pm now. Eddie kept on thinking how her dress was different from other girls. Memory and thinking up a solution was his forte but today everything seemed hazy. It wasn't long before she woke up, seeing as Eddie leaned a tv remote was he was about have nap a bit, switching it on by mere accident. Everybody was groggily awake now.