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meme 001 ✽ the pirate au meme

ARRRRRRRRRRRRRGH - okay, who finished the rum?
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1. Boarded: Your ship has been boarded, and as captain you've been captured! Better hope the other captain gives quarter. Alternatively, it's a nice warm day for a swim. That plank was made for walking.
2. Victory: You've captured another ship! You knew those extra cannons would come in handy. And let's hope they've got lots of swag! Where's the captain? Are you the decent sort, or are you going to rub their face in it for a bit?
3. Swab the decks: You're a cabin boy! It's a good thing you don't mind doing all the dirty work, right? Anyway, the captain's calling; better see what they want.
4. Marooned: For a bit there you'd thought you were in Davy's Jones' grip, but somehow you've washed ashore with the driftwood. As you stare dazedly up from the surf, you have questions. Where are you? And who's that already on the shore?
5. Buried Treasure: Sink me! You've really found the mother lode. . . but you're not the only one. Who gets to take the treasure back to their ship? Better make sure it's you.
6. Rum: Rum, everywhere.
7. Swordfight: It's that person you can't stand! And they've taken your most valuable possession, that one of a kind thing you just can't live without! Better get that trinket back before it and your nemesis are gone over the side forever. Let's hear some swashes buckling.
8. Mutiny: The tack is full of maggots and this drinking water may as well have come from the gutter. There's one person to blame for this, and you're here to make especially sure that they pay for it. The captain does always seem to take the best treasure before everybody else.
9. Kidnapping: Don't they look rather peaceful, innocent even, sleeping so soundly there with their fancy nightclothes and pillows. Brings a tear to your eye, it does. Better take them aboard and send for a ransom.
10. Take a Gamble: Gotta spend your loot somehow, but it must have been the rum that had you bettin' everything at once! You've lost to your hornswagglin' shipmate; what did you lose, and what will they make you do now?
11. Under the Sea: You are now a Mermaid/Merman! That sailor over there sure looks appealing; let's see if you can lure them in with your charms. Don't forget that they can't breathe under water! You do seem to always forget, don't you. . .
12. The Doldrums: Can you say cabin fever? The sails haven't moved in weeks. You're about seeing if your mates can relieve this awful boredom.
13. Wild card. What do. Your choice. It doesn't even have to be here - wait why am I even explaining this to you YOU KNOW HOW THIS WORKS.
06
[Never 'Captain'.
There are stories about the Woman and her ship The Whiphand, her all-female crew, her made-up skull and crossbones--
--and the long-standing rivalry (well, call it a rivalry, because they both tell different stories- Irene herself has related at least fifteen different accounts depending on mood and what she finds amusing to claim) between Irene Adler and Sherlock Holmes.
When the tavern realises that they're both present, that they are party to what may be a myth in the making, it hushes, in expectation of...something. Probably bloodshed. Pirates like bloodshed. They like a good love story, too; Irene can attest to this. Pirates are romantics. (It's how she won her ship; she'll tell you the story, inevitably, after she has a little more rum).
She puts her hands on her hips- she's in a black gown, but underneath no chemise, simply britches and boots- and keeps eye contact, then--]
Well, what are we waiting for? [To the barkeep--] Rum for me, and for the most dangerous man on the high seas- to wish him better luck next time.
[The crowd laughs and relaxes, and the rise of chatter around them grants them a little more privacy. She winks, toasts him, and drinks deep.]
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Sherlock continues, even after her declaration of peace, to just gaze at her without any real expression of his face. The rum placed before him goes untouched, and his men still certainly looked like they were holding his breath until he finally looked away from her, gazing straight ahead with the silence of a petulant child.]
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Closer to Sherlock, Irene raises her eyebrows.]
Now, really. We find ourselves having a surprise reunion and you won't even look at me. I thought this particular brand of childishness was for your dear brother only? Tell me I rank higher in your affections than him; I do hate to let the Navy outstrip me as a matter of pride.