Stitch
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Post by Stitch on Sept 24, 2011 15:21:39 GMT -5
"Yay!" Stitch cheered, holding his paws in the air and waving them about excitedly. He did have to wonder if Sinbad actually knew he was an alien. Maybe it was just a guess on the pirate's part. Still, Stitch decided to be cautious about who he showed his true form to. If Sinbad did know, who was to say he wasn't in league with the Galactic Federation? That was a scary thought. At the same time, though, Stitch thought that Sinbad probably was just guessing at what he was. Stitch fully intended on keeping up the whole dog charade. "Uh... Stitch mean... bark, bark." Stitch barked.
Well, this was it. He would be going on an epic adventure on a pirate ship. Where he went was only as known as the universe. Stitch would go wherever the ship took him, and was looking forward to the adventure. It would be great fun. Stitch couldn't wait to see where the ship would take him and what parts of the world he would find himself in. Who knew? Maybe he could actually get to destroy something!
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Post by Sinbad on Sept 25, 2011 0:51:37 GMT -5
Sinbad smirked and rubbed Stitch's head. "Hold on there Blue, not everyone has agreed to this agreement." he turned to Rapunzel. "Blondie here still hasn't given me an answer." he replied, looking at the others with a bored stare. "I mean I would glad to throw you all overboard but well...something about you...weirdos brings something special to the ship." he sighed. "Not sure why that is though."
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Post by Rapunzel on Sept 28, 2011 23:04:50 GMT -5
Rapunzel looked around the room, at the exotic trinkets that would no doubt meet her as she sailed around the world. Sailing to exotic places, places she'd never known before. The salty air greeting her nose, the winds that pushed the sails of Sinbad's ship onward whipping her hair. She could see the day dream, a tiny bubble in the top of her vision, the wonders, the magnificent things that she'd see!! And than she thought of her tower. The tower she'd lived in for 19 years. And mother. Mother. She would leave mother, without a note, a notice. She'd already done that. Guilt. It swirled in her stomach, making her a little nauseous. In her own quest for the selfish desire of adventure, she'd forgotten all about Mother Gothel. How long could the trip take? Long enough for her to notice the blonde's disappearance no doubt... Long enough for the raven haired woman who had raised her from birth to believe she was dead? Disobedient and a selfish, wretched daughter?
Tears threatened Rapunzel's eyes as she thought of this. Had there not been an audience, she would have liked to go over to the wall, lean her head against it and mumble incoherent things about how she was a terrible, ungrateful daughter. But she also wanted to ride this high, the one where she felt that if she set her mind to it, could walk from cloud to cloud, swing from the mast of the ship into the heavens above and be home by supper. But it wasn't true. Rapunzel shook her head slightly, mostly to herself. It was no good to think that. She wanted to see the world, and she was bound to leave the tower sooner or later. She was growing older, and she couldn't stay in that tower all her life.
She gave a meek nod, raising her head to meet Sinbad's eyes, smiling at Stitch, who had just been granted a free pass on the ship. "Yeah. I'll go." she wanted to give a little 'SPLEE' of happiness, the only problem was that, well, the guilt still swirled knots in her stomach, while the giddy high was rising to encircle her head and feet, a tingling sensation appearing in her legs that now wanted to move. "I guess freaks love to be near other freaks?" she offered to Sinbad, giving a more whole laugh, blinking back the water in her eyes. How true it was that she was weird. No one knew that her hair glowed, that it could heal and take back age. And well, frankly, she was afraid to reveal it. Who knew what these men would do? Try to cut it in her sleep, or maybe stuff her in a bag and sell her? She shuddered at the thought, she was probably worth a lot... being able to keep someone alive forever....
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Post by Sinbad on Sept 28, 2011 23:09:59 GMT -5
Sinbad smiled. "Excellent." he said. "Now then before we set off sailing i have a few rules. One, this here..." he gestured to the treasures. "Is mine. No one is allowed to touch it. If you steal any of it..." he made eye contact with Flynn and Wilbur. "I will know. Second, you all know that i hate women, so if you are going to be all girly and talk about your feelings keep me out of it."
He adjusted his hat. "Other than that, the rule i have for Spike is that if he starts hugging your leg, it means he likes you." Spike wagged his tail excitedly. "Now, who is ready to go somewhere."
He noticed a little worry in Rapunzel's face but he decided it was best not to comment on it. It was strange, he never thought that he would actually want anymore people on his crew. It was just something that...well it felt right.
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Stitch
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Post by Stitch on Sept 28, 2011 23:46:42 GMT -5
[/img] Stitch had half a mind to jump down from his perch atop Giselle and touch Sinbad's treasure, just to spite the pirate, but he thought better of it. For once. Instead, Stitch nodded eagerly in response to the question of whether or not they were ready to sail somewhere. He was more than ready. He was born ready! The blue furball wanted off of the little island he had been stranded on and on to adventure somewhere! ...With some destruction on the side. Never forgetting his desire for destruction on the side. "Stitch ready! Stitch ready!" Stitch replied eagerly.
Dark eyes flickered with anticipation. He wanted to know where they would go first and what they would do when they got there. It would be so much fun regardless of what they did. With all the woman cooing over how cute he supposedly was, Stitch felt as though he could get away with pretty much anything. He probably could regardless of that fact. Either way, he would fit right in on the ship. Stitch had a good feeling about that. [/td][/tr][/table][/center]
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Post by Sinbad on Sept 28, 2011 23:50:07 GMT -5
Sinbad smiled at the eager little ailen. "Well, then, where should we go?" he asked. "I don't really pick places ahead of time, I normally just let the sea flow and take me wherever but since we are in this together where should we go?" he asked bringing a map out of the world. "I don't mind."
Giselle's blue eyes were filled with excitement. So many places. "Oh, this place. No, this place!" she said pointing to all the places on the map.
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Post by Rapunzel on Oct 21, 2011 15:07:41 GMT -5
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Rapunzel looked over the map, eyes alight and vibrant. They were sparkling violently, she was surprised she hadn't blinded anyone by now. She just shook her head, a smile on her face. She couldn't decide. Walking a little ways over and flopping down on the only real resting place available- the bed. She looked around at the odd trinkets and exotic things. He'd gotten all this without a plan. It couldn't go any worse if they went without a plan either right? Turning her head to the captain, the blonde opened her mouth to speak.
"I say we follow the current. Whichever one we're on right now. It's bound to lead us somewhere! Than we can switch and take the next one?" Her eyes were cautious, was it a good idea? It could take them to exotic places, where all these trinkets could become souvenirs on her own. The problem was having Sinbad turn the pirate ship in a vessel of dignity, and not having the pirate raid other ships with her and the others on board. She had a feeling Flynn and Sinbad would argue their point in order to keep the wild shenanigans going. It was up to her and Giselle to talk sense into them.
"But, no stealing, plundering, raiding, or any acts of piracy. At all. None. If I return home, I want to with a clean record!" If. Would she? better yet, did she even want too? Her eyes looked around the room once more, doubt taking place in her mind. Did she really want to return to that small tower? After seeing so much, could she even return to her normal routine as if nothing happened?
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