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Thread: It A Pirate Life For Me! (Chief & EvaRose)

A plain Schooner was trying to out sail a red and black Brigantine, a black flag with the average skull and crossbones fluttered with the wind as that same wind pushes against the vessel's sails. It was closing in on the poor ship, being outsize from the opposing Brig as the panels are lifted up. Revealing a line up of cannons, prep to fire as the pirates manning them lit their fuse and a barrage of cannonballs are send flying into the Schooner's hull. Getting interior damages as metal destructive balls break into it panelings of it hull, splinters flying out as those unfortunate are battered by them. Several dying due to how much was pelted onto them, cutting and digger into their flesh from the size of those pieces of wood. Grab a rope men, PREPARE TO BROAD! The Brig's captain shouted, getting his men too cheer with raised cutlasses. Then rush to the right side of the main deck, grabbing a rope and swing to the crippled Schooner, landing into a defensive attempt from it own crew. The last one to broad was a the captain himself, who landed with a great thud as he land on his feet. The man look to be at least twenty-eight, wearing a big crimson coat with a matching color hat with a feather stuck onto it. The man thrust his drawn cutlass into a charging man, push it up some before pulling out. Only to parry another from his right, who was killed with a drawn out pistol. Which the man quickly holster as it is now empty, then walked toward the helm. Where the ship's captain been fending off some of his men, only getting a few minor cuts before they backed off. The man was confuse for a moment till he notice their captain ready to fight him. Which soon began as the pirate's Captain fought the other, while the few ran down to fight those on the main deck. Their captain parry one strike after another till he make the killing blow, stabbing his sword straight into the other captain's chest. Likely piercing through his lung or maybe his heart, but either one is a ticket to death and too Davy Jones' Locker. Once the Schooner's crew saw that their captain had fallen, they instantly surrendered. A bunch of cowards, the moment they use their captain. They all drop their swords and plead for mercy, aye Tristan? Exclaim a man that stood next too his captain, who is obviously Tristan, while the two survey the crew loading up crates and chests onto their Brig. Which is known to be call the Scarlet Maiden, who had the kill count of nearly 20 ships it had sink. Tristan nod before heading down the step, telling the man that is his First Mate to watch the crew. But stopped when started hearing something, which cause him to investigate as he close in on the Captain's Quarters. Curious of what it was that he is hearing as he entered, surveying the area as he try to pinpoint where it is.
Thread: It A Pirate Life For Me! (Chief & EvaRose)

It seemed to happen all of a sudden, they were attacked by another ship and the captain of the ship was quick to hide away a little girl. He wasn't an old man yet, so I wasn't too strange that he had a daughter, though it was strange that she was brought out into these dangerous waters. He was a red haired man with brown eyes and tanned skin, and his little girl seemed to have most of his traits. Her eyes were defiant even at that young age, though the green in them seemed to be the only thing that she got from her mother. She wore a raggedy little dress that went down to her ankles, no shoes covering her small and pale feet. Her hair was wavy, not curly like her father's was, but it was still red like his. She was placed inside a closet, left blinking in confusion as her father stroked her hair back, just watching as he stepped from the closet. Stay quiet my dear, everything will be okay. He looked at her then kissed her cheek before stepping back from the closet and closing the door. The poor girl didn't know what to think about all of this, didn't want to be left in the dark but she had no choice. And so, of course, she was left there by her father while the ship as attacked. She heard the clash of metal against metal as they fought with one another, both sides fighting for their own reason. The girl stayed quiet like her father told her to, just listening at the grown-ups outside fought with one another. The closet was mostly empty except for a few things that were needed to clean the ship. There was a strange smell in the room, but all she could do was ignore it was she listened to a man outside say something. He said softly about her father. She didn't really know what happened, but the fact that he said something about the man and that place was starting to scare her, it wasn't long before the girl was sniffling and crying. Tears ran down her cheeks as she sat down on the floor of the closet, rubbing at her eyes and wondering what was going on, hoping that her father wasn't gone. There was nothing she could do. She was too short to reach the doorknob and couldn't open the door, she couldn't get out of this dark place and back onto the deck that the sun shone down on and that her father was probably on. The poor girl didn't know of course, and it might have been best if she didn't.
Thread: It A Pirate Life For Me! (Chief & EvaRose)

Tristan stop and gaze at the closet within the room, hearing what appear to be crying. He crept over to it and open the doors, finding a little girl in a raggedy dress and red hair. The hair was what drawn his attention, that and her green eyes. Almost like his own, though his is a bit lighter. Tristan always have a soft spot for kids, likely because he lost the chance to be a father. Since his wife had died a few years ago during a raid on the town they live in, that was near the coast and a prime target for pirates. Ironic he became one after killing the captain of the Brig that now his own, which was surprising the crew agreed as he declare himself as the Maiden's new captain. So, the real question is what to do with this girl. Tristan thought as he carefully make the attempt to pick her up, speaking kind encouraging words to her. Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you Tristan spoke kindly as he started picking her up into his arms, doing it slowly so not to be too hasty in doing so.
Thread: It A Pirate Life For Me! (Chief & EvaRose)

The little girl sniffled softly as she looked up at the man, blinking her green, teary eyes. Now that she could see again, the girl was happy and didn't feel like crying. Still though... She lifted her hands up as he picked her up, liking this man more than the darkness that she was in. Papa, she said softly, looking at his hat more than she did the actual man. It looked like a nice hat really, and like her father's. Her father was the captain of the ship after all, and it was the silver feather that stuck out of his hat that the little girl liked. My daddy's hat. She spoke softly, sniffling and wiping at her eyes as she looked at the green eyed man. She was glad that she was out of the dark closet at least, and the man seemed too nice for her to be scared of. Her eyelids were getting heavy, the girl was tired after the attack on the ship and after she cried for so long.
Thread: It A Pirate Life For Me! (Chief & EvaRose)

Tristan look down at the girl with a smile as he gently rocks her in his arms, while internally, he is sadden at her words. Especially when it appear to be that this girl's father was the ship's captain, who is now laying dead above theirs heads. He look back at the girl in his arms, smiling down at her as he spoke, my name is Tristan, what yours? He asked, curious of what it is. While also wondering on how he going to break the news about her father, along with how he going to deal with this little girl. Should he take her along and drop her off in someone else's hands, or take her as his own child. Tristan Ponder this as he listen to the girl speak out her name while he watch her slowly drift into slumber.
Thread: It A Pirate Life For Me! (Chief & EvaRose)

Papa calls me Anna, she said softly. The girl yawned softly and rubbed at her eyes with a closed fist before looking at the man once again, leaning against him now that she was close to the point of passing out. I'm Annabel, she said softly, her voice barely louder than a whisper. Her little hands clutched at his shirt the way she always did when her father used to carry her, her eyelids feeling heavier than they ever were. She opened her eyes though and looked around, trying her best to spot a familiar face but he was the only person in the room with her, the others up on deck with his crew. D-Do you know where daddy is? She asked. Her eyes closed once again and her head fell on his chest as if she were going to sleep. It was obvious that she was trying not to though, trying to keep herself awake for as long as she could.
Thread: A RP Partner to Rid Me of Boredom

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Thread: The Prisoner (Cassidy(; x Autumn Queen)

The night had been brutally cold, though thankfully spring was breaking and the walls of the dungeon were partially submerged into the insulating ground. From the cell where they had thrown the newest prisoner, a woman caught fisting a loaf of bread and a dried wedge of cheese from the open market, only the faintest hint of daylight could be seen bouncing off the walls . Most of the light came from the oily torches hanging on the walls, and the scant heat they gave off was very much appreciated by all who spent their last years of life in the king's dungeon. The cell was small and empty, save for soiled rushes stained with vomit, excrement, and worse, and the occasional rat. The pot in the corner had not been changed in ages, if ever, and a constant dripping in the corner added to the clammy coldness in the air. A worn, dirty and torn thin blanket was all the prisoner was given to warm herself with. She was lucky to have even that. Sounds of the shift change vibrated through the corridors of the cells. Several of the other prisoners, who she could hear but not see, began to shift towards the front of their barred cells. She could certainly smell them the rank odor of sour bodies permeated everything. Only the smell of filth running down small furrows cut into the rock added any change to the sickening stench of the damned.
Thread: The Prisoner (Cassidy(; x Autumn Queen)

The rumors about the prison here had all been correct, if not worse. The entire place had a smell that made you want to throw up the minute that you entered it. In the several hours Karri had already been there she had thrown up exactly seven times. To her dismay there was already a pile in the corner of her cell where who knows how many prisoners before her had thrown up due to that very same smell. It seemed to be worse when the other prisoners moved around. She wasn't sure at this point if she should have chosen this option as her punishment. Prison for life or a public flogging and her hands severed from her wrists. She had been given twenty four hours, under guarded watch to make sure she didn't run, to make her decision. A list had been made in her attempt to decide what she should do. Her family had encouraged her to go with this option. Atleast she would have her hands, they said. Atleast she wouldn't be beaten they said. A cough came from her lips and lasted for several minutes before dying done. A result of the dampness in the air. How many people had made it through years in here? How many had died of illness? She figured that she would have plenty of time to ponder all of that later. Shift change was nosier than she had expected it to be. Old guards, who seemed nice enough, were leaving and new ones were coming in for the night. All of the other prisoners drifted towards their bars to see who was coming in and as a result the smell of urine, feces, and who knows what else to move around and waft around the prison. Please let my miserable life end soon...
Thread: The Prisoner (Cassidy(; x Autumn Queen)

A hunched over man with a pot of something warm and steamy came by and used a dirty ladle to slop food into the outstretched wooden platters that some of the prisoners held out. The platters might have been flat at one time but the endless scraping of fingernails across their surfaces hollowed most of them out. Those who had no platters held out their hands and the man slopped food into bare, grubby palms. Karri could even see some people lower their faces to the floor to lick up the bits of food that had overflowed. When the man got to Karri's cell he paused and sucked on a crooked yellow tooth in his mouth. Where'd yer plate get ta? Well put out yer hands then or the food goes on da ground! He looked old and wrinkled and worn but in fact was only pushing forty. The life working in the dungeons and then toiling in the sun caused many to age prematurely. People were lucky to survive the diseases and poverty enough to see fifty years old, and most considered forty to be a good age for grandparents to live to. Several guards filtered into the dungeon's lower quarters and among these was a tall, thick man with cruel eyes. His oily hair had been tied back. He wore soft, stained leathers and smelled like sweat and stale alcohol. Well, wot's this? His hands gripped the bars of Karri's cell. I heard we's got us a new little sweets. 'Ow are ye, lovely?
Thread: The Prisoner (Cassidy(; x Autumn Queen)

The food almost smelled worse than the people inhabiting this wretched place. She could hear heavy footsteps pause every few seconds followed by a small thump sound and more footsteps. Eventually they paused in front of her cell and she looked up at the volatile man standing before her, leering. I'd rather it go on the ground for the rats. She wasn't hungry enough yet to force herself into eating that excuse for food. Her plate remained in the corner near the bars collecting dust. His stench brought a wrinkle to her nose but she was sad to admit he was the nicest smelling thing in here, herself included. Upon entering the prison she was given a dress that had rags sewn in to cover the holes. Stains of she didn't even want to know what covered most of the thing and it stunk like urine and sweat. Her body inched back as far as she could away from him, her back pressing up against the cold stone wall. Please just leave me alone. Her words sounded almost strong but inside she was shaking. There really were no rules on how the prisoners were to be treated and it wasn't rare to hear awful stories. Karri shook her head, trying to rid the thoughts from her mind.
Thread: The Prisoner (Cassidy(; x Autumn Queen)

The brute of a man waggled his tongue at her. Dun worry yerself, missy. I'll be about my rounds'n you an me be getting ta know each other better. He grinned. Ain't that right, Kipper? The scrawny food server nodded. And scraps are ours too, rig' Ben? We gets us a bit of hoochie-hoo too? He smacked the skinny man's head and nodded. Yeah now shut yer yap you foul rotted finger dick. I gets her first everah night- you mess up an I'll cut off yer li'l playstick, yah? I gets first dips! He reached through the bars and almost reached Karri's dress. Dun worry yerself, I's gots a key. We'll be gettin' togethah soon. Verah soon. He smiled and looked her over. Ye gots a long time tah think about it.
Thread: The Prisoner (Cassidy(; x Autumn Queen)

His words caused tears to well up in her eyes and run freely down her cheeks. Her worst nightmare was coming true, and apparently it was going to happen soon. Please no.. Her words were an unable whisper, only she could hear them. Soft sobs caused her shoulders the shake and the girl drew her knees up to her chest so she could lay her head down on them. There was no window in her cell, no way of escape. The bars were metal. Maybe when he came in there she could get out? A million scenarios ran through her mind but they all ended in the same way her getting caught and killed. Maybe being put to death would be a better fate than this one, but what would happen to her before her sentence? Most people who were sentenced to death stayed here at least several weeks if not a few months first. All in all her situation seemed extremely bleak.
Thread: The Prisoner (Cassidy(; x Autumn Queen)

A few hours later the burly guard came strolling back to Karr's cell. He was carrying a set of manacles in his strong, dirt-encrusted hands and swaying them to and fro as he walked. Et's playtime my little morsel. His grin revealed the dark stains on his teeth. He played with a gap near the front, sticking his pink thick tongue through the hole as he walked. Turns around and put yer hands behind yerself. We's goin' fer a walk ta somewhere more.... special . Another guard came trotting down the stairs at that time and saw Karri with the brute. Hey Ben... this a new un? He was younger by a handful of years and looked a good deal less jaded. His eyes traveled over Karri's form and then back to Ben. Yep, she's mah new favorite. He looked over at the other. Ah gives ye a taste later. The younger man looked at Karri and a flicker of pity crossed his face, but he continued down the hall and away, leaving her to her fate. Ben grinned at Karri. Come on then, dun make this harder harder'n it 'as ta be. Ye might even likes it.
Thread: The Prisoner (Cassidy(; x Autumn Queen)

Karri had tried dozing off the w hole time he was gone, praying that this was just some nightmare and she would wake up soon. When the guard came back though she instantly stood and looked at him in a panic. Her body inched its way to the other end of the cell, trying to make herself as small as possible. Her ears didn't want to hear what he was saying and the only thing that stopped her from screaming back at him was a different man walking by. He looked actually saddened for her. She pleaded silently to him to please, help her. Get this man away from him. To her utter dismay he chose the apparently easier way and left her there with him. No. Leave me alone!' There was no way she was going to stand there and make it that much easier for this man to hurt her in all the ways she feared, but deep down knew, that he would.
Thread: The Prisoner (Cassidy(; x Autumn Queen)

Ach now, dun be like that missy yous a sweet thing and it be a shame ta 'ave ta beat ye ferst. Let's go nice an sweet an they'll be no reason ta gets nasty. He grinned and smacked the manacles across the bars, sending a harsh ringing through the dungeons. He leaned against the bars and she could see that his phallus was already growing hard and pressing against the thin fabric of his trousers. He licked his lips with a fat, pale tongue as he looked at her shivering body and thought of how he'd like to use her first. Ben growled and slammed the manacles against the bars. Get over here ! Come here and do what you're told, bitch, or I'll make ye sorry!
Thread: The Prisoner (Cassidy(; x Autumn Queen)

She took in the whole scene before her, him standing there waiting for her and acting as if she was his personal toy. She was probably about to be, but not without at least a small fight from her. Someone! Please help me! Karri screamed as loud as she possibly could with the hopes that anyone, possibly the guard she had seen earlier, would come save her from the man before her. She remained in the corner of the dingy cell, the furthest one from the bars. Maybe he would get bored and decide to leave her alone, go to someone more docile than herself.
Thread: The Prisoner (Cassidy(; x Autumn Queen)

By then he had gotten really mad. How dare she call out for help? As if it would ever come... help was not in the cards for her. Thieves got their hands cut off she was lucky that she was still intact. Well, until he got hold of her. Ben unlocked the cell with a key hanging from his belt and then smashed the door behind him with a loud clang! Rats that had been eating peaceably in the nearby corners scattered with shrieks of alarm. He began to stalk the little prisoner in the corner. I'm givin' you one more chance, bitch. Turn around and give me yer hands or I'm going to start yer beating now ... with these ... he held the metal manacles in his right hand, indicating that he'd flog her with them if she resisted.
Thread: The Prisoner (Cassidy(; x Autumn Queen)

Karri yelped when he came in and slammed the metal door. No one in the entire prison had even attempted to come to her head, they were just going to leave her there and let him do whatever he wanted with her. She looked at the manacles in his hands and gulped, staying where she was in the corner of the room. Her mind was going crazy, she was trying to figure out what would be worse. Get beaten now and raped later, or agree to be raped and still beaten later. Please just leave me alone.. Maybe he was just bluffing? He wouldn't really beat her with those, would her.
Thread: The Prisoner (Cassidy(; x Autumn Queen)

You. Stupid. Bitch. He stalked forward, his heavy steps making the soft pudge of his stomach move as he got closer to her. Once he was within an arm's reach he swung the manacles with a brutal grunt and smacked them next to Karri's head to frighten her. Now get over here! If she didn't obey now he'd hit her with the manacles. He didn't care he was used to having prisoners do what he said when he said it. He loved the power that being a guard gave him, and he loved the way he felt when he took what he wanted from these scums of the earth. The very thought of breaking her and piercing his stubby, thick cock into her body and making her scream as he rammed her repeatedly made him grow hard. He was going to give her one more chance, and then all bets were off.
Thread: The Prisoner (Cassidy(; x Autumn Queen)

She yelped when the manacles were hit right next to her head. She skittered over to him and put her hands behind her back, afraid of the beating she would get with those now. Tears ran down her cheeks as she stood there, still praying someone would come save her from this cruel man. Please, please don't do this. Please just let me go! Her words were filled with panic and it took her a few moments to get them out through the sobs. Why was he doing this to her? There were so many other people in here... She stopped that thought than, ashamed of herself. She wouldn't wish this on anyone else in there, and it was wrong of her to think that way.
Thread: The Prisoner (Cassidy(; x Autumn Queen)

Ben grinned through his rotted teeth as he grabbed her wrists. It's about time, wench, he growled. He snapped one set of tethers around her wrist and then grabbed the other and shoved her chest against the hard stone wall. His thick, hardened phallus pressed against the small of her back and then he swept it across the swell of her buttocks before finally nestling it in the valley of her ass. Feel that? I'm'll gonna put that inside of you tonight, and yer gonna like it. He bent down and drew his plump tongue along the side of her neck before burying it in her ear. It was a warm, fragrant mess. The other manacle clamped around her tiny wrist and closed cruelly around her bones. He yanked her arms up behind her hard, jerking the muscles of her shoulder and sending pains through her system. Yeah... I'm'll gonna fuck you, but first we gonna have us some fun, eh girl? You gonna love your time here, he chuckled and began to drag her out of her putrid cell.