Mutiny is Expensive

Still not back into YPP enough that I have long interesting posts to offer you, all I have are a couple of screen shots, the first is posted cause it might make you laugh, the second cause I had a good fight with a pirate that actually stuck around to chat a bit about how much we enjoyed trying to stab each other.

I'm Not Talking To Me

Ara Turns Five!

Osiric Offends Faytel

Mad Talk

Izobel wanted to lead a pillage and so I decided to join her, having promised such a think last week and fallen short of keeping my vow. I invited my friend Faytel to come along as well. Faytel really loves to pillage.


It was a nice normal voyage with little to report. Money was made, brigands were stabbed.





And then I started having the strangest conversation with Izobel and Acilles. (Not to mention the even stranger nonsense conversation going in in the background of flag officer chat. And no, none of us really believe that.)

Mr. Mouthy

Faytel wanted to go on a pillage and I decided to go with her, so we found a ship that had room for two more and joined. The ship was Boring Sawfish, owned by the crew Opulence and captained by Tabogus. We kept going to these islands where we had to man the guns and then fight vikings. Neither of us had ever gone on this voyage type before. It was chaotic and I wasn't sure what was going on, but I got to shoot things then stab or punch them, so that's good enough for me.


Start of each battle I'd be yelling me cry of, "Poke 'em in the eye!" This one scurvy infested mate kept rambling on and on about nonsense and not always making any sort of sense at all. At the start of one battle this Mr. Mouthy actually told me to stop yelling me battle cry. Faytel and I were already highly annoyed by him and wishing he'd be planked, so crossing me was probably not the best thing he could have done. Hell hath no fury like a woman with a blog.

On the plus side, he was a shining example to us of why Faytel should learn to bnav so we can lead our own pillages and plank the lazers, boochers, back seat navers, and chat spammers. He was all four.







No other problems and I still count it as a good voyage. Getting a plus one in my shares probably sweetened that pot for me.


After the voyage was over Faytel wanted to be looking at new threads. Having nothing better to do I tagged along. Her great sense of fashion was just as impeccable trying things on as it is normally. She still dressed like me.


Then Cyanos called to me to eye his ghost rat. Nice creepy little critter. Wins my approval.

Arachne Goes On a Pillage

Mark your calendars, it may not happen again for a long time. I was at the inn stabbing people when I randomly decided to check to see who was jobbing and I noticed my own mate Cyanos was trying to fill a ship. I got the sudden pillage bug and decided to join him.

One of our first jobbers was dressed much like myself only in different colors. I of course complimented her style. She thanked me, but then I guess she got impatient and left before the ship filled.


Eventually we had a full set of jobbers which included two of our other crew mates, Tikao and Cleopetra. It was a good little crew and our duty reports were excellent across the board many times.


And then a severe thunderstorm chased me off the ocean after only two or three battles, so I didn't take note of the names of the mates with us, sorry.

Mutiny Dreams

Touchy Flag

I followed my Queen Captain Tikao to her favorite distilling stall and thought among the rum was a good time to try and get her to do odd things for my entertainment. She can belly dance ya know, but he refused to dance with fire in her hands or a flaming hoola hoop. She also made some lame excuse about how balancing a sword on her belly would hurt her back. Then she just stopped responding at all. So I mutinied. And that's when King Captain Sea Vagrant of Sea Vagrants came in.


Fed up with being ignored I informed Queen Captain Tikao I was leaving her for King Captain Sea Vagrant who was sure to never ignore me and make me a princess. For some odd reason he didn't want me, I'm not sure why. I'm very agreeable. Don't believe me, just ask me. I'll tell you that I am.


Then we all made up and there was touching involved.

Arachne Shaped Cookies

On Top

Fun With Alts

The following is a true alt story, but the name has been blocked out to preserve future stalking possibilities. In this story the person in question will be refereed to only as The Alt.

The Alt jobbed for Disneymama, who looks suspiciously like a papa. They were hitting imperial outposts, which forced me to buy a pirate badge for The Alt, but I bought it too late as I jumped on at the end of the voyage and thus it was over. When we ported the conversation was over the imperial outposts as well as sea monster hunting.



I'll be randomly popping in on alts and seeking people who may read the log or be friends of those that read the log. Try to guess the alt and post your guess in the comment.

Nightly Pillage

When trying to speak to the crew, I spoke only to the ship and covered by telling everyone on the ship they were drunk and hearing things. Gravee I guess felt she needed to actually be drunk for my story to work, so she distracted herself from her job for a bit to do the drinking.






And for the second day in a row, I found Tikao sitting alone on a ship. This time it was a small ship and one of her own. Which is still sad, but not as odd as sitting on a stranger's grand frigate.