In 1745, there were a lot of people using ships as a main source of travel. They had produce ships to give other countries what they had to offer, they had cruise ships so rich people could brag about their gold and they had and they had navy ships to keep everyone in check. But someone had to cause a bit of well-needed mayhem, right?
"PIRATES!!!"
The black flag with the skull and crossbones would raise as suddenly as they appeared, they'd rob and plunder and murder for anything a ship had to offer. I guess we all need a little mayhem every now and then.

Bio for Kaizoku

Username:
Character name:
Age:

Position: (i.e. Pirate, Captain or Navy, Luitenant)
Personality: (separate with coma's)
Appearence: (A description or picture [preferably anime] can be used)
Likes:
Dislikes:
Fears:
Secrets:
History:
Powers: (OPTIONAL)

RP example:

For example:

Username: opalistic8
Character name: Stephanie Rein
Age: 19

Position: Pirate, navigator
Personality: sarcastic, funny, strong, good navigator, doesn't complain *harr harr*.
Appearence:
Likes: Eating, drinking, teasing members of her crew, going to forgiegn ports and teasing people's accents, apples, treasure
Dislikes: fighting when unnessecary, people not laughing at her jokes, the navy, swords (she prefers guns), rough seas
Fears: Death, the hangman's noose, a prison cell
Secrets: She's the Navy Admiral's daughter
History: Stephanie ran away from home when she truned 18, and stowed away on a ship. That ship was caught by pirates, and only she was spared. She's now the navigator of a pirate ship called Devil's Arc. She learned to navigate from an old pirate called Bill Thomas, and is now one of the best in all the fleets.
Powers: None [other than a big mouth]

RP examlpe:
The night was quiet, like always, and the only noise was the rush and swell of the sea. The salty smell burned Stephanie's throat, but she savoured it like a rare dish. A light breeze whipped at her long, brown hair, causing it to play up in strands and glisten in the moonlight.
Stephanie could hear servants and maids calling to eachother downstairs; they disturbed the nightly silence, made the scene below her seem more realistic rather than one of a dream.
The waves crashed on the beach, then retreated in a backwash. Green clumps of seaweed bobbed in the deeper water like little rafts, buffeted this way and that by the currents. A couple of dolphins jumped and played in the shallows, making their joyful sounds.
Stephanie stared longingly out at this ocean, this deep void of black water. She wished she could sail them, she wished she could be like the bobbing heads of weed, out in the waves and no one to see her, no one to stop her from being herself.
She subconciously realised what was soon going to happen. She couldn't stay here. The lifestyle didn't suit her. She wasn't the type to laugh at jokes that weren't funny, or dress up like a pretty little doll for less-than-formal occasions.
She needed to leave. Right now.

Please send requests to me via PM's, and you can start the story as soon as you're accepted.

I hold the right to accept or decline any requests and remove anyone from the RP.

RULES

1. Not too much swearing please; of course, DO swear, just not every second word unless you're pissed off.
2. Nothing too graphic. Yeah, blood and fights and love and stuff, just nothing too sexy or gorey.
3. No god-modding. Everyone has a chance of getting killed, caught or put in prison.
4. No double posting. You can edit all you want, just PLEASE don't post twice in a row.
5. If you're going to be out of the story for a while (i.e. you have exams or are going on holiday or something in the real world), please make a situation that makes it look as though you're going away here as well. We can't just have people dissappear into a puff of smokeand suddenly appear out of nowhere! xD
6. PLEASE keep it PG 13+!!! Sorry, I forgot to mention >_<;
7. Keep chatting and comments in the OOC <------
8. Have fun!! :D

Accepted Pirates:
Stephanie Rein, Navigator for the Devil's Arc. Details above.

Username: Contra_Mundi
Character name: Vorian Alrune
Age: 134

Position: Mercenary
Personality: Rather cold and hostile at first, but exceedingly loyal once you gain his trust.
Appearance:
Likes: gold, kittens, blood
Dislikes: the sun, loud people, killing innocents.
Fears: Losing people he loves, so he never lets anyone in.
Secrets: He's gay.
History: Vorian was raised as a nobleman until he was turned when he was 20. He has sailed with the navy and pirates alike polishing his lethal swordfighting style.
Powers: Crystal clear senses and heightened speed and strength come with being a vampire but Vorian also has the power to control plants.
The sun drains his powers and strength significantly, but will not kill him. Crosses, garlic and holy water are all myths created by humans and will not affect him. A wooden stake through the heart wouldn't work either because his skin is as hard as stone (kinda like twilight without the sparklyness)
RP example: Vorian stared out at the waves, bathed in the light of the setting sun. He pulled his hat down a little further to block his sensitive eyes from it's fading light.
"Accursed sun."
Vorian's voice was smooth, befitting one of noble birth with a slight air of authority. This was only one of the many ways he stood out. His black attire and long silky hair were immaculate. His skin was pale like porcelain, but looked sickly in the sun. Vorian looked down at his pale fingers and stretched them, feeling the little strength they currently possessed. The side of his mouth turned down in disgust.
"Blessed be the night for like jasmine I too only bloom when darkness falls."

Username:IchitusVampireGirl
Character name:Yukina
Age:18

Position: Vampire Pirate
Personality: Very Kind to those close to her but to outsiders shed seem rough and tough.
Appearence: http://www.menewsha.com/forum/member...ture17171.html
Likes:food,boys,fighting
Dislikes: being weak,being a vampire,haveing to drink blood
Fears:Sun light , being descoverd as a Vampire
Secrets:is a vampire
History: She was turned into a vampire when she was18 years old. Afer her family were attacked by pirates , she survied but barely. And a vampire , she dosnt know who , changed her. She has been liveing her life as a pirate ever since.
Powers:can read thought of some people

(Note from Opal: Twilight said she didn't want her character in the RP anymore, but if she still wants to chat, she is always welcom ^.^)

Username: Chema
Character name: Charm Kuroneko
Age: 98 (( looks about 19 or 20 ))

Position: Pirate
Personality: mysterious, lazy, quiet, curious, intelligent
Appearence: http://media.photobucket.com/image/b...1/BlackCat.jpg
Likes: fighting, sleeping in high places, shiny things, and winning
Dislikes: losing, water, rain, and annoying people.
Fears: Death
Secrets: She is a Black Cat Demon
History: Her parents were killed when Charm was just a little kitten, unable to fully turn human yet. She grew up scavenging for food in the village and getting shooed away by the people there since she was an all black cat; which meant she was bad luck. When she was about 10 years old, Charm discovered how to turn into a human, but with one catch: her ears and tail remain. No one would let her get a job since there was no way to hide the fact that she wasn't really human. Charm was sad until she saw a wanted sign and how people feared this "pirate". Ever since that day, she has been a fierce pirate sailing the seas, known only to her enemies as "Black Cat".
Powers: Has ability to actually give her opponent bad luck, and can make her dark demon blood into two twin swords which can cut through anything.

RP example: Walking through the dark and dim streets of Falot Point, Charm smirked as she spotted a few wanted posters for "Black Cat". She had ransacked this village, stealing the riches she now held in her ruck sack as well as killing the few who had tried to defend theirs. After all, nothing could keep her away from these wonderfully shiny trinkets of the wealthy. Finally making it back to her small ship she stored her trinkets in the cabin and set off to find another village to steal from. Who knew that she'd meet some unexpected friends in this unforeseen village.

Username: [ToxiicMusic]
Character name: Akemi
Age: 19

Position: (i.e. Pirate, Captain or Navy, Luitenant) Pirate
Personality: (separate with coma's) Courageous, Shy, Talkative, Sweet, Positive, Encouraging
Appearence: (A description or picture [preferably anime] can be used)


Likes: Food
Dislikes: Haters
Fears: Trapped in an enclosed space
Secrets: He is bisexual
History: He was born into poverty and his mother and father became pirates for riches and were murdered by his uncle because his parents found fortune and secretly shipped their money to him. And now he is trying to flee from his uncle's pursuit.
Powers: (OPTIONAL) He can communicate with animals

Username: SpookiSheets
Character name: Kakinate Hazisho
Age:26

Position: Pirate Captain of the once naval ship Horizon.
Personality: serious, quiet, dangerous, angered easily by foolishness.
Appearence: http://www.unowen.net/tegaki/dblog.php?u=70804&e=674215
Likes: Apple cremes, furs, the sound of biting into an apple, small children.
Dislikes: Everyone aboard her fleet, direct sunlight
Fears: Storms. Explained in history.
Secrets: If they were secrets, why should she tell you?
History: Kakinate Hazisho, or Captain Hazisho, is infamous for her complete and utter wrath when taking down a city. No other ship has been able to take over her fleet, since it's capture when she was a private aboard the Navy ship Horizon. It is now dubbed "Bloody Horizon". Kakinate came from a long line of hard working military men and women, but once enlisted herself, she couldn't stand it. One night, when a harsh storm rolled in, she found the captain of the Horizon, and threw him overboard. During the struggle, he cursed her to an empty life of villainy, and that she would meet her end on a stormy night, as she had brought his end on such a night.
Powers: Something that seems as if it's a power, Captain Hazisho draws shadows to herself to keep her milky white skin away from the rays of the sun.

RP example:

A crew hand on the port bow hollered to the crow's nest, "Aye! What's it looking like?"
A small man, dirty blonde hair sweeping around his eyes looked down and smiled, "Looks like rain."

Hazisho paced in her quarters, a prickling on her skin. She was secure in her quarters, nothing could bring down her ship, not in ten years. But what the old man said... She huffed and threw her large robes in a flurry as she turned again to continue pacing. Her dark eyes fell on something that always seemed to calm her. Something she kept hidden from anyone else, even her first mate. A porcelain doll, tucked neatly into a drawer. It's soft black hair curled gently around her pale white fingers, and the glass green eyes peered at her, as if telling her everything would be alright. She sighed, but didn't crack a smile. No smiles when happy, on smiles when winning.

Originally Posted by Seduction'

Username:Seduction'
Name: Massimo Genero
Age: 20
Gender: Male
Personality: Massimo is a wise and quiet being. He is a jokester at times, sort of a smart ass.
History: Massimo was adopted from a small orphanage outside of Florence. A letter he was given from his parents explained his power. Massimo trained himself for many years, trying his best to be very skilled at his gifts.
Appearence:
Other: Hypnosis, Speed, Excellent hearing

Username: Catonia
Character name: Cattarina 'Rina' O'Conner
Age: 26

Position: Former Pirate Captain, currently a bum
Personality: Rina is an innovative and courageous individual, when she isn't drunk. Since she is rarely seen without a bottle of brandy in her hands, that is a very rare occasion. When she's drunk she suffers from violent mood swings, laughing and happy one moment, depressed and violent the next. She is very reckless, and tends to jump into things without any forethought on her part.
Appearence: Rina has long, straight, bright red hair reaches the the back of her knees, and is almost always braided. Her left eye is the color of brandy while her other is blood red, which is why she keeps it hidden behind a plain black eyepatch. She stands at an even 5'5" and she is very fit. She has just the right amount of curves to utilize her scandalous outfits to the fullest, but not so much that she would injure herself while in a fight. She wears a tied red top, a short black skirt, white and red stockings, black boots with red lacing's, black gloves and a black bandanna. Her jewelry consists of two gold bracelets on each arm that go over her gloves, three small gold hoops in each ear, a black belt with a gold buckle and a small round piece of gold attached to a string around her neck. She never takes off her necklace since it is very special to her, as both a symbol of her first love, and her first successful raid. Rina has several tattoos. One on her left forearm; a black skull. A small red heart on her right cheek. A red sunburst pattern around her belly button, and a black and white butterfly in the middle of her back. She has a large scar that starts next to her right eyebrow and slashes across her nose and ends in the middle of her left cheek.
Likes: Gold, booze, cats, sex, booze, the color red, tattoos, sword fighting, booze, the sea, oh, and did I mention booze?
Dislikes: The navy, thinking of her past, dogs
Fears: Being confined, death
Secrets: Now that would be telling, wouldn't it?
History: In her younger days she worked as a pirate, and she quickly became the captain of the ship. All that ended one day when the man she had fallen in love with betrayed her and her crew, and tried to kill her. The scar she has on her face is evidence of that fight. After she was forced to kill her love she lost her taste for pirating, and now she wanders through taverns, spending the money she obtained from her pirating days on drinking.
Powers: She can communicate telepathically with her cat, Rogue, and her right eye can see the immediate future. Using her eye gives her migraines afterwards so she keeps it covered up as much as possible.
Other: She has a a large gray and black "cat" named Rogue that follows her everywhere. For some strange reason, he also wears an eye patch over his left eye, and he drinks alcohol at the same time that Rina does. Rina is almost positive that he's some sort of magical being.

RP example:
Cattarina sighed gustily as she shook her empty brandy bottle. Where had it all gone? She could have sworn that it had been full when she'd started drinking an hour ago. She squinted at the blurry letters on the label. Had it really only been an hour?
Her cat, Rogue, looked up from his saucer and licked her whiskers. 'Yes, it has only been an hour.' he informed her, his mental voice as raucous as his meow.
Damn... And I'm out of alcohol... I'm not nearly drunk enough yet!

Username:XxXshizuki-chanXxX
Character name: Emilia Dauphine
Age:17

Position: Sexy lady-pirate
Personality: Strong, and Brave, but kind, she loves the freedom of sailing the seas but she can kick your butt if you mess with her
Appearence: http://noflutter.deviantart.com/art/...rate-100559803
Likes: Being at sea, frilly clothes, swords, attractive men
Dislikes: Stuffed animals, Guns, and anything that smells bad
Fears: Emilia is only afraid of one thing... teddy bears. she had a traumatic experience in her childhood
Secrets: she should have been the queen of france
History: Emilia was born in France to the wealthy Gallaeron family, she had 3 older brothers and a younger sister she loved dearly. She grew up in various mansions all across the french countryside, but she always hated being stuck there with nothing to do!!! She felt like a bird in a golden cage. She desperately wanted to leave but she loved her family too much. When she was about 9 her parents arranged for her to marry king Louis XV's son Louis Dauphin, giving her the surname Emilia Dauphine. But one night a burglar burned the chateau she and her family lived in at the time and she was the only one to survive... Believing that her parents wanted her to be happy in life, she fled France and began her journey sailing across the world
Powers: Emilia was formally trained in fencing so she is a master swordswoman

Accepted Navy officials:
(Yes, you can sign up to be one!! xD)

Username: Catonia
Character name: Mica Mcardle
Age: 17

Position: Midshipsman, Navy
Personality: He is always asking questions. His favorite is 'why?' Curiosity could be his biggest weakness or his greatest strength, depending on who you ask. His insistent questions tend to grate on one's nerves after awhile, and they have gotten him into more than one sticky situation. Despite his seemingly fragile personality Mica has a stubborn streak a mile wide, and he always does his best to stay focused on his goals, no matter what they may be.
Appearence: Mica has shoulder length curly back hair that is kept out of his face with the use of a purple bandanna. His eyes are blue, or violet depending on what mood he's in, and his surroundings, though it can be quite hard to see them as they are normally hidden behind a pair of black rimmed spectacles. Mica is tall, standing at 6'2". He is quite skinny as well, and despite the many hours he has spent outside, his skin always stays the same pale color, never tanning or getting sunburnt. His clothing really changes depending on the situation called for, but he normally wears his Navy uniform on duty and very casual clothes when he's off duty. He tends to have a lot of bruises on his knees and elbows.
Likes: Books, words, reading, animals, the sea, sailing, ships
Dislikes: Pirates, cruelty, thieves
Fears: Losing his parents
Secrets: He has been trained as an assassin, specifically to kill pirates
History: Mica grew up as the son of a sailor, even though he never stepped foot on the sea until he was thirteen. His mother was overprotective and didn't want her only child out among the dangers of the water. The only reason Mica did manage to start sailing was because one day he ran away to join the navy. While he was there he learned that he had a rare type of magic, and they taught him how to use it effectively, and then they taught him how to kill with his word magic.
Powers: Mica can use the power of words to control people. He can he say a sentence, and the person he is attacking believe that to be true. So, if he told someone that jumping off a bridge would help their family survive, or some such thing, they would go jump off a bridge. Or he can say that they were just cut by to pieces by thirty swordsmen, they suddenly are wounded exactly like he describes, so he has to be careful how he words things. However, uses his magic takes a LOT of energy, and if he is interrupted in the middle of a spell it will backfire on him, three times as powerful as it would have affected his intended target. Also, someone with a strong mind, or someone with well placed wards might not be affected by his magic.

Ohhh awesome!
I wannabe a pirate YarrHarrHarr!
(LOL!)

LOL go ahead and send me something! xD I need some peepsels so we can start the story ^-^

(lol my RP example is what I was gonna put as my first post XD)

Vorian stared out at the waves, bathed in the light of the setting sun. He pulled his hat down a little further to block his sensitive eyes from it's fading light.
"Accursed sun."
Vorian's voice was smooth, befitting one of noble birth with a slight air of authority. This was only one of the many ways he stood out. His black attire and long silky hair were immaculate. His skin was pale like porcelain, but looked sickly in the sun. Vorian looked down at his pale fingers and stretched them, feeling the little strength they currently possessed. The side of his mouth turned down in disgust.
"Blessed be the night for like jasmine I too only bloom when darkness falls."

((AKK sorry!! :S:S:S))

Stephanie stared blankly at the setting sun too. It wasn't because she neccesarily needed to... there just wasn't anything else to do. The ship already had its' bearing, the sea was relatively calm and the kitchen was empty again. She wasn't in the mood to talk to the captain, either, so here she was.
Stephanie heard Vorian mutter something to himself. He was staring at the sun, as usual. But he had that usual look of disgust on his face. She wondered vaguely why that was...
She sighed a heavy sigh, and pushed herself to her feet. There had to be something she could do other than sit on the edge of the ship with the creepy mercenary. It wasn't that she had anything against him, it was just... he was so creepy. Just looking at him gave Stephanie the chills.
As she wandererd away, she vaguely wondered why that was...

Vorian continued stretching his fingers, feeling the strength flow back into them with every passing second. He sighed and set his hand on the bow as a breeze whipped up from the sea, tossing his black hair around his face. His considerably long hair was tied in a ponytail at the back of his head and spilled down his back like a black waterfall. Vorian heard someone shuffle and rise. He turned his head and saw the navigator girl walking away. Vorian blinked, feeling his pupils change from round to slitted. He looked over his shoulder and only saw the faintest glimmer of light on the horizon. Vorian stood and stretched wondering if anything interesting would be happening this night.

(I'm gonna go watch bleach, be back in 30 min ^.^)

(Hmm... we seem to need more characters :/)

Stephanie wandered around the ship a little as the remaining light faded away completely. Still nothing to do. Nobody was on deck at the moment; they were all probably in the sleeping quarters or tending to the prisoners from the last raid. She didn't feel like going down there. It was always musty and smelly with all those huge, sweaty guys. Though Stephanie did like it up on deck a lot, she couldn't stand it when she was alone with creepy people...
She gave half a glance behind her. Vorian hadn't moved. She shook herself mentally and turned back. She skipped toward the shares to go up to the wheel; nothing was wrong. It was just her mind being an idiot.

Vorian looked critically at the cargo hold.
"I'm a little hungry..."
He turned and walked to the door that led to the cargo hold. He soundlessly slipped through and tapped the guard on his shoulder. The man jumped and almost let out a yelp, but stifled his surprise and turned to Vorian.
"Why don't yo have a break, I'd like some... alone time."
Vorian suggestively motioned at the female captives with his eyes. A look of understanding spread across the man's face and he smiled and walked out of the room, closing the door behind him. Vorian shivered with disgust.
"Barbarians."
Vorian walked to the food storage and liberated some jerky and water. He quickly distributed it to the grateful women. A few of them tried to thank him but vorian put his fingers to his lips and walked over to the cage that held the men. Vorian picked out a boy of about 20 and smuggled him up to his room. The captain had provided him with his own room when he had been contracted. Vorian locked the door behind him and sat on his bed as the boy ate vorian's meal. The boy kept looking over at Vorian nervously and eventually spoke.
"Um... W-what will you eat sir? This is your meal isn't it?"
Vorian smiled sadly.
"Oh, I'll manage somehow. Just enjoy it."

Watched as the guard walked away, then as Vorian led a captive away. Stephanie narrowed her eyes. Suspicious. That Vorian guy always was.
Sighing, Stephanie stretched from her stance behind the wheel and looked around. Now she was completely alone. She looked at the eastern sky. A full moon had risen there, sending its ghostly glow everywhere. The crests of the waves sparkled dimly; the scene was very enchanting.
Stephanie's stomach suddenly grumbled so loudly that she jumped three feet. She patted her flat belly.
"How I wish I had a sweet apple..." She moaned. Letting go of the wheel, Stephanie took out her old, worn compass for something to do.
The ship was going too far east. She adjusted the wheel carefully, making sure the little red needle pointed in the exact direction in which the Captain had directed. Then she went back to being bored.

Vorian waited until the boy was finished. After he had cleared away the dishes, vorian suddenly grabbed the captive and pushed him onto the bed.
"What is your name boy?"
The boy's eyes widened in fear as Vorian pinned him to the bed.
"W-what are you!!? You're cold and your skin feels hard. And I'm not a boy! I am 20 years old!"
Vorian scoffed.
"I have lived 6 of your lifetimes, so to me you are but a boy."
Vorian lengthened one of his nails and used it to slice open the boy's shirt.
"I believe I asked for your name."
The boy hesitated for a few seconds before speaking.
"Anthony."
Vorian smiled.
"Anthony, what a nice name..."
Vorian's smile did not seem to reach his eyes, his eyes seemed to look sadly down at the boy.
"Goodbye Anthony."
Anthony's eyes were perplexed for a moment as vorian bent and began kissing his neck. His confusion turned to fear when he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his neck and his blood begin to flow between vorian's lips. Anthony tried to cry out, but vorian clamped his hand over Anthony's mouth as he drank.

Stephanie jumped as her stomach gurgled again. Geez, they'd only raided a town a week ago and the spoils were already out. Even the rum was gone!
But... she noticed that she hadn't been feeling a tummy-rumble coming on. Confused, Stephanie listened carefully. There was nothing to hear but the rush of the sea.
Then she heard something.
It sounded like a muffled shout, coming from somewhere below. But the sound cut off almost immediately, as if someone had slapped a hand over someone's mouth...
"What the...?"
Stephanie, leaving the wheel, leapt down the short flight of steps onto the deck, and followed where she though the sound had come from. She found herself outside of Vorian's door. Was he okay?
She lifted her hand, preparing to unlatch the door.

Vorian was unaware of Stephanie's approach, wrapped up in the euphoria of warm blood rushing down his throat. He closed his eyes and inhaled Anthony's rugged scent as he finished drinking. Anthony was unconscious but still alive, this was unexpected, vorian must not have been as thirsty as he thought he was, But this gave him an opportunity to have a rare treat. Vorian smiled as his hand trailed down Anthony's chest, headed toward his pants.

(unless Stephanie notices the bite marks this will only look like forbidden love, play it either way ^.^)

The door clicked loudly. Stephanie hesitated for a moment, then opened it. Vorian was bent over the captive she'd seen him with earlier. And what he was doing had her so grossed out that she couldn't move. She kept her hand on the latch, frozen.
And was that blood??

Vorian's eyes widened as he locked them on the navigator girl stephanie. He felt his slitted pupils contract with fear and his eyes were no doubt a brilliant shade of gold right about now. Vorian stood in a fluid motion, tipping his hat low to obscure his eyes. He wiped the blood off his lips but could not hide the tips of his fangs as they poked a good half inch over his lip. Vorian tilted his head to the side and regarded Stephanie with one eye.
"I Vould-"
Vorian paused for a moment and couldn't help but smile.
" Ok you're probably not gonna laugh at the stupid accent so I wont even try it..."
Vorian's smile cracked a little at the edges.
"Are you going to tell anyone about this?"

Stephanie was having a complete blank. This was weird.
Slowly, she replied.
"Only if I get to take the piss out of you about it later in life," Stephanie said, her voice sounding stupidly breathless.
She cleared her throat.
"But if I catch you doing it again..." She said in a stronger voice, "I'm gonna have to burn you at the stake or somethin', pal, cause that's weird."
With that, Stephanie slammed the door shut and half-ran back onto deck. She raced to the railings and leaned over.
What. The. Hell.

(0.o take the piss out of him? 0///o *has a reeeeeeealy strange inage*)

Vorian tilted his head further to the side, almost perpendicular to the ground.
"Ooooooookaaaay. Not the response I was expecting."
Vorian sighed and brushed some hair out of his face. He looked over at Anthony.
"Hmmmph. Now the mood is totally ruined. Oh well."
Vorian cleaned the blood off Anthony's neck and arranged him in a more comfortable position. Then he remembered something. Vorian walked over to the door and checked the lock. He sighed and sat back on his heels.
"Blasted thing's broken."
Vorian propped a chair under the handle and sat at his table with a book.
"At least I don't need to sleep..."

(Taking the piss out of someone pretty much means teasing them to death about something. xD)

Stephanie gazed out at the sea, thinking. Her stomach grumbled again.
"How I wish I could have a sweet apple..."
Apparently she'd either already forgotten about the events below deck somehow, or she really didn't care that much. Probably becuase she'd seen so many weird things since she'd become a pirate.

~DAYBREAK~
Stephanie cracked her eyes open. She was slumped against the railings still, and a faint green glow was in the eastern horizon.
She bolted upright, suddenly alert. She whipped out her compass. The ship was really off-course.
"SHIT!!"
Stephanie leapt to her feet and sprinted to the wheel. She tugged it into position; the ship lurched to the side. She heard complaints and thuds from lower decks as people were ditched out of their beds. Careless, Stephanie desperately tried to get the boat back on course as fast as she could. Stupid, stupid stupid!! Why'd she fallen asleep like that??

Vorian caught Anthony as he flew out of the bed. Because of the disturbance he grumbled and started to wake up. Vorian held out his hand and concentrated and suddenly he was holding a soothing mixture of chamomile flowers and lavender under Anthony's nose. Anthony fell back into a deep sleep. Vorian checked out the porthole.
"Ugh, daylight. This will make it so much harder to sneak him back into the cargo hold..."

(*looks at the time* =______= geez it's late. I'll be back around 4:00 tomorrow...)

(Lol, night! xD)(I won't add anything right now cause I'm pretty dead too =_= meh seeya at about 4 tomorrow! ^-^)

The Ship righted itself almost immediadely with another half-roll. More yells and oaths issued from the sleeping quarters. Stephanie ignored them completely.
They were heading in about the direction they would need to go to get to their destination. Stephanie could tell, because the current was the same speed as when she'd fallen asleep and because there was little wind, that they hadn't moved that far out of line... only a mile... or two... or fifty...
The captain was going to murder her...

Vorian picked up his personal belongings that had been strewn across the floor by the ship's lurching. After everything was tidy again, he leaned over Anthony to look out the porthole.
"What is that blasted woman thinki-- Is that a reef?"
As if waiting for a cue the ship suddenly lurched violently and the terrifying sound of wood breaking reached his ears.
"Oh dear..."

"DAMMIT!!!"
Stephanie had noticed the reef only when it was too late. She gripped the wheel as they slid over the top of it; this time nobody shouted at her. They shouted in fear.
Shit, shit, shit, shit!!!
Frantically, Stephanie tried to steer the ship away from the reef, but the rudder was caught; the ship just kept rumbling over the top of the rocks, the bottom being pumelled and destroyed with every passing moment. If they got off this reef, the ship would surely sink anyway...
Stupid, stupid, STUPID!! This was all her fault, she'd made this happen!! Why'd she fallen asleep like that?? It was her night to watch the wheel!
Stephanie reeled. Vorian. He'd probably done something weird to her. She should have just turned him in when she caught him doing--
She shuddered.
The boat suddenly lurched. Stephanie was pitched to the left, the wheel snatched from her grasp.
The ship was tipping.

Vorian was suddenly assailed by a cold chill.
"Oh god, she's gonna blame me for this, I just know it."
The ship lurched even more violently and vorian was struck in the forehead by a metal inkwell. He sighed, rubbing his head.
"I suppose I should help..."
Vorian gestured with his hand and a VERY strange thing happened. As if from nowhere a forest of kelp appeared beneath the ship, and that wasn't the weird part, the kelp was lifting and pushing the ship off the reef.
Vorian used the momentary confusion to smuggle Anthony back into the cage, he then walked up the wheel where Stephanie was.
"Alright, we're safe for now, but find us some land... before... we..."
Vorian fell to his knees.
"... sink."
Vorian fell forward, and passed out on the deck.