"King of the Caribbean - Pirates at Sunset (unfinished)" By FingerbangingMLP (https://pastebin.com/u/FingerbangingMLP) URL: https://pastebin.com/iW9P1aaH Created on: Sunday 17th of November 2013 02:11:27 AM CDT Retrieved on: Saturday 31 of October 2020 11:28:45 AM UTC >Day 124 at sea >While you had always loved life on the water, you had to admit that life in the Navy is, well >Shit >It didn't help that you and about half your classmates had been forced to enlist, too >You continue to scrub at the ship's side rail, making sure you get underneath this time >Else you'd be flogged again "No, wait, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it!" >You look up from your cleaning, turning towards the source of the commotion >It's that Norman kid, being hauled over to the main mast by the quartermaster >They hold him against it, and tear the back of his shirt open as the captain brings out the Cat O' Nine tails >He must have fucked up bad >You turn back to your scrubbing, drowning out Norman's wails by whistling your favourite sea shanty >Eventually, after many hours of back breaking labour, the right side rain is shined to perfection >You stand back to admire your handiwork >Surely, this is the most beautiful part of the shi~ "Ship spotted off the starboard bow, two points!" "Colours?" "She's not flyin' any!" >Your knowledge of nautical terms is a little rusty, but you do remember that starboard = right >You scan along your side of the ship, and sure enough, you spot a sloop, with no flag raised "Captain, orders!" >The captain lowers his telescope, and turns to face the crew "Prepare the cannon's, a~" >A loud shot is heard, and the captain's body falls to the ground, a bullet wound in his head dripping blood onto the deck >The quartermaster steps forward, and begins barking orders "Standard battle procedure! Bring out the muskets, prepare the cannons. Go!" >The deck erupts into a cacophony of shouting as the ship prepares for battles >Before long, the pirates have pulled up alongside, and you can hear them shouting across at the crew above deck >You've been placed in charge of one of the cannons, second from the bow >On your left is Sunset Shimmer, who is visibly trying to focus on the ensuing battle >And to your right is some guy you don't know >You look over your shoulder at the Master Gunner, who is standing halfway on the steps to the upper deck "Steady, men..." >The pirate sloop draws further along your own ship, and now you can see the pirates, who are manning their own cannons "Hold..." >Some of the pirates are waving their cutlasses >Menacingly >You steal a glance over at Sunset, who has dropped the tough girl act and looks like she's about to cry "FIRE!" >The Master Gunner's shout echoes throughout the hull, and you light the fuse >You stick your fingers in your ears as the sound of cannons firing fills the hull >The pirates do the same, and in no time the side of the ship has been ripped open >You scramble to your feet, preparing to load another cannonball, when an explosion blasts you backwards and into a pile of destroyed crates, hitting your head on a beam >Over the sound of cannon fire and muskets above deck, you can hear the sound of your fellow crewmen >Most, if not all, are screaming in pain, nursing a bullet wound or, in one case, a missing leg >You see the quartermaster rush down the stairs, carrying a handful of cutlasses and pistols "Everyone, the pirates have boarded the ship! Take a sword and defend this vessel with your life." >He tosses one to you, and it clatters to the ground next to you as you pick yourself up >You pick it up, and climb the stairs out onto the upper deck >It's a complete mess; splintered wood, dead pirates and dead navy men litter the ground >This is not what you signed up for >Oh wait >You didn't sign up at all >A pirate rushes at you, his sword raised above his head >This is what you've been training for these past 4 months >The pirate brings his cutlass down for your arm, and you bring yours up to meet it >He was clearly not expecting you to retaliate, and his arm bounces away >You take your chance and trip him up, sending the pirate falling to the ground >He tries to get back up, but you jam your cutlass through his chest, and he moves no more