Talking is a Free Action [Thursday, August 11, 2011]

[capt-maxfactor.livejournal.com]

"Greetings, me hearties!" Jack crowed from the front of the--admittedly kind of strange--room. "Ye might have heard on the radio that will be up after I finish writing it that Deadpool has turned into a dingo, so he can hardly be teaching class, savvy? And since people admire initiative, I decided t' try it out and see if there was a reason to admire it."

He paused. "So far it seems like a great deal o' work. Pressing on! As ye might have noticed, being astute sorts, we find ourselves in a blacksmith's smithy. This is an excellent place t' get into a fight."

He really seemed to believe that, too. "Throughout the room, I've left helpful notes fer where bits o' wittiness will be appropriate t' spout against the eunuch who will come out t' fight you."

He meant that with love, Will. Really.

"Grab a hidin' place and a pair o' handcuffs--no use in makin' this too easy, and get ready t' banter wittily!"

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Swash, swash, buckle, buckle!

[capt-maxfactor.livejournal.com]

There's a ton of stuff to leap over, jump on, throw at Will. Bonus points if you decide to sword-fight on the rafter beams.

While bantering wittily, of course.

Re: Swash, swash, buckle, buckle!

[tripledmyself.livejournal.com]

Yeah, Nathan was just gonna throw shit, thank you. He didn't know how to sword fight. Fighting period was something he sucked at so he was just gonna throw everything he could at that greasy haired bloke.

"Mate, what happened to making love and not war?" he asked, ducking behind a table to catch his breath. "I mean, I don't play for the other team but if I told you I was attracted to you, would that help?"

Apparently not because William only got madder. Great. "Okay fine, you're uglier than a donkey's asshole! That better? I didn't wanna tell you but it's true!"

Re: Swash, swash, buckle, buckle!

[exactlyaverage.livejournal.com]

Jack still did not have a sword so he was mostly flailing his arms and running away from the crazy guy with the sword.

"Stop poking me!"

Not dirty.

Re: Swash, swash, buckle, buckle!

[bigshoestofill.livejournal.com]

Bart looked around the room and thought about it for a moment. He knew exactly how to make this awesome.

There was a scarlet blur and a few seconds later, another one and Bart was back, in full pirate garb, hat, coat, plastic cutlass and fake eyepatch. on his shoulder was a small racoon with a little pirate hat on.

Bart waved the cutlass around menacingly "Yarr! I be the dread pirate... um... The Dread Pirate Impulse! I be the best pirate on the seven seas.... Swab the decks and batten down the hatches! It be time for some pirating and all that!"

Re: Swash, swash, buckle, buckle!

[iwishiwasbig.livejournal.com]

"STOP TRYING TO STAB ME!" Dave yelled as he tried to find an exit.

Yeah, that was the best you were getting from him at this point.