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Nogrod · 06-14-2009, 05:32 AM

Oh you language-abusin', tongue-festering, stutterin' exploiters of linguistic decency! You should all kiss the gunner's daughter! Now!

Eomer of the Rohirrim · 06-14-2009, 06:24 AM

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Originally Posted by Nogrod

Oh you language-abusin', tongue-festering, stutterin' exploiters of linguistic decency! You should all kiss the gunner's daughter! Now!

Yar, be this a comely lass Nogrod?

Nerwen · 06-14-2009, 06:27 AM

Be it quartermaster ye be orderin' to kiss th' gunner's daughter, ye swab? Ye'll keep a civil tongue in yer head when speakin' to yer betters, or I'll ha' it out wi' ye meself. I be still a fair hand wi' a dagger, even if me deadlights be not what they were.

Arr, this be a rum start. Who be Cap'n now? Be it Shark Tooth... or be it still Black Death? Be the head still livin'?

EDIT:X'd with Eomer.

Boromir88 · 06-14-2009, 07:07 AM

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Be it quartermaster ye be orderin' to kiss th' gunner's daughter, ye swab? Ye'll keep a civil tongue in yer head when speakin' to yer betters, or I'll ha' it out wi' ye meself. I be still a fair hand wi' a dagger, even if me deadlights be not what they were.~Nerwen

Betters huh? Ye best be watchin' who ye ar' talkin' to, ye haf-blind rapscallion. Aye, 'specially when we gunners can blast a' 8 inch hole in yer belly Gar.

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But speak, ye silent 'uns! Yer quartermaster commands ye to.~Lommy

Ye be might' quick complainin' about yer weak pirate speak.

Arr, whar is the rum? A pence for a' old man Cap'n?

Eönwë · 06-14-2009, 07:35 AM

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Originally Posted by Boromir88

Aye, 'specially when we gunners can blast a' 8 inch hole in yer belly Gar.

Arr! But ye may be not gettin' t' powder if me, slasher n' t' drunk na' be givin' ye some.

Nerwen · 06-14-2009, 07:48 AM

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Originally Posted by Boromir88

Betters huh? Ye best be watchin' who ye ar' talkin' to, ye haf-blind rapscallion. Aye, 'specially when we gunners can blast a' 8 inch hole in yer belly Gar.

Arr, ye be steerin' near the wind, ye malformed bilge-rat. I'll warrant I could take ye on, an' see the colour o' yer insides, blind or no.

'Tis a scurvy lay o' ye to be mockin' a respected sea artist wha' had lost more'n half her eyesight keepin' ships on course for the benefit o' dogs like ye.

Edit: X'd with Eönwë (twice).

Brinniel · 06-14-2009, 08:24 AM

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Originally Posted by Almost-Blind Nerwen

Who be Cap'n now? Be it Shark Tooth... or be it still Black Death? Be the head still livin'?

I may be dead, but so long as I be shoutin', I be givin' th' orders. But me first matey can represent me physical form as it seems me body has be fed to th' fishes...

Macalaure · 06-14-2009, 08:31 AM

Ihr Landratten und Pfeffersäcke! Der Käpt'n is' tot un' was muss ich hier seh'n? 'N Hauf'n Möchtegern-Piraten die sich komische Worte um die Ohren hau'n. Wenn der alte Störtebeker noch am Leben wär, der würd' euch hier ma' zeigen wo's lang geht!

Was'n los? Was schaut ihr mich alle so an? Arrr, ok... I'll join in yar silly language...

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Originally Posted by McCabbie Dagger

When th' Captain meets Davy Jones, the First Mate gets the plunder, is the code of the seas.

That's not how it goes among us Likedeelers. Equal share for ev'ryone! Maybe both the Bos'n and the First Mate shall walk th' plank?

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Originally Posted by Lommy th' Infected

@#¤%&!! I should've ben Lommy the Language-Handcap'd, not Lommy the Infected, fer me pirate English sucks. I can only say YARR! but then again, that might be just enough.

I'll be observin' ye others carefully 'n' copyin' yer style.

Aye that.

Inziladun · 06-14-2009, 08:32 AM

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Originally Posted by Nerwen

An' how will ye be knowin' which o' the crew be guilty, ye fool of a gangrenous bilge rat?

(I'd roll me eyes, but... ye know how 'tis...)

Well o' course we don't be knowin' who th' guilty 'uns be just yet, but sniffin' out them bilge rats be now our task. O' course, there may be one or two o' ye who be approvin' o' the fate o' the Cap'n, thinkin' th' traitors'll be rewardin' ye. Looks like th' sharks be gettin' their fill for awhile.
I don't be knowin' the stinkin' curs just yet.
Shasta ha' the' most ta gain from Cap'n Brinn's demise, but doin' somethin' like that....he'd a had ta know we'd look to him straight off.
Quartermaster Lommy's come out givin' orders! Tryin' ta organize th' crew agin the threat, or feelin' us out fer words ta help th' cause o' her nerarious mates?
Ah, ye scurvy dogs. This lot'll take time ta' sort out.

Rikae · 06-14-2009, 08:35 AM

Arr! Mebbe you scrappy landlubbers could start talkn' about what we be tryin' t' do here, instead a' fightin' amongst yerselves, ye pack of pox-infested swine!

I be a' thinkin' fer instance, that even though th' cap'n (or somebody) sez tha we won't learn th' alignment o' the scurvy dog we force to walk the plank each day, there's one man among us who be th' exception to that rule, if yer catch my drift.

Now, on t' more pressin' matters. Why is the rum gone?

Rikae · 06-14-2009, 08:49 AM

Mac, I be willin' an' able t' translate fer ye, ef y' like. Here be a sample o' me work:

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Ihr Landratten und Pfeffersäcke! Der Käpt'n is' tot un' was muss ich hier seh'n? 'N Hauf'n Möchtegern-Piraten die sich komische Worte um die Ohren hau'n. Wenn der alte Störtebeker noch am Leben wär, der würd' euch hier ma' zeigen wo's lang geht!

Was'n los? Was schaut ihr mich alle so an? Arrr, ok...

Ye landlubber n' peppersacks (?)! Yer cap'n be dead n' what do I see here? I'm a mutineer I'm a mutineer I'm a mutineer that be confusin' yer ears w' me stranga words! When th' old cap'n were still alive, he (she) would show ye that I'm a mutineer! String me up!

Wha' be this? Why be ye lookin' at me like that? Arr, ok... (I'm a mutineer)

Nerwen · 06-14-2009, 09:39 AM

Be Snifflin' Mac Sparrow confessin'?

Nerwen · 06-14-2009, 09:34 AM

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Originally Posted by Rikae

I be a' thinkin' fer instance, that even though th' cap'n (or somebody) sez tha we won't learn th' alignment o' the scurvy dog we force to walk the plank each day, there's one man among us who be th' exception to that rule, if yer catch my drift.

Nay, ye'd best be explainin' yerself. I've heard now't o' that.

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Originally Posted by Rikae

Now, on t' more pressin' matters. Why is the rum gone?

Rum? What need ha' a wee young lass like ye for rum?

Rikae · 06-14-2009, 10:34 AM

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Originally Posted by Nerwen

Nay, ye'd best be explainin' yerself. I've heard now't o' that.

It's right thar in th' contract, me hearty,ef ye got' th' eyes t' see . Ye just ha' t' think on it apiece.

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Originally Posted by Almost-Blind Nerwen

Rum? What need ha' a wee young lass like ye for rum?

I may be a lass, but wee I ain't.

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Originally Posted by The Navigator

Be Snifflin' Mac Sparrow confessin'?

So it seems. What do ya have to say fer yerself, Snifflin' Mac?

Annunfuiniel · 06-14-2009, 02:33 PM

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Originally Posted by Rikae

I be a' thinkin' fer instance, that even though th' cap'n (or somebody) sez tha we won't learn th' alignment o' the scurvy dog we force to walk the plank each day, there's one man among us who be th' exception to that rule, if yer catch my drift.

Ye be talkin' 'bout th' 'venger?

Eönwë · 06-14-2009, 07:31 AM

Yar indeed, me mateys (ar not, as the case meh' be). Tis crew be fallin' t' shambles ahlre'dy.

We shud be workin' together, nah tryin' ta kill t'others so quick.

PS. I be learnin' t' speak t' pirate way. It be takin' plenty o' time fer me t' get used t' writin' tis way.

06-14-2009, 05:32 AM	#1
Nogrod Flame of the Ainulindalë Join Date: Jan 2006 Location: Wearing rat's coat, crowskin, crossed staves in a field behaving as the wind behaves Posts: 9,308	Oh you language-abusin', tongue-festering, stutterin' exploiters of linguistic decency! You should all kiss the gunner's daughter! Now! __________________ Upon the hearth the fire is red Beneath the roof there is a bed; But not yet weary are our feet...

06-14-2009, 06:27 AM	#3
Nerwen Wisest of the Noldor Join Date: Oct 2007 Location: ˙˙˙ssɐןƃ ƃuıʞooן ǝɥʇ ɥƃnoɹɥʇ Posts: 6,694	Be it quartermaster ye be orderin' to kiss th' gunner's daughter, ye swab? Ye'll keep a civil tongue in yer head when speakin' to yer betters, or I'll ha' it out wi' ye meself. I be still a fair hand wi' a dagger, even if me deadlights be not what they were. Arr, this be a rum start. Who be Cap'n now? Be it Shark Tooth... or be it still Black Death? Be the head still livin'? EDIT:X'd with Eomer. __________________ "Even Nerwen wasn't evil in the beginning." –Elmo.

06-14-2009, 09:39 AM	#12
Nerwen Wisest of the Noldor Join Date: Oct 2007 Location: ˙˙˙ssɐןƃ ƃuıʞooן ǝɥʇ ɥƃnoɹɥʇ Posts: 6,694	Be Snifflin' Mac Sparrow confessin'? __________________ "Even Nerwen wasn't evil in the beginning." –Elmo.

06-14-2009, 07:31 AM	#16
Eönwë Flame Imperishable Join Date: Dec 2007 Location: Right here Posts: 3,928	Yar indeed, me mateys (ar not, as the case meh' be). Tis crew be fallin' t' shambles ahlre'dy. We shud be workin' together, nah tryin' ta kill t'others so quick. PS. I be learnin' t' speak t' pirate way. It be takin' plenty o' time fer me t' get used t' writin' tis way. __________________ Welcome to the Barrow Do-owns Forum / Such a lovely place

06-14-2009, 08:35 AM	#10
Rikae Mellifluous Maia Join Date: Aug 2006 Location: A glade open to the stars, deep in Nan Elmoth Posts: 3,489	Arr! Mebbe you scrappy landlubbers could start talkn' about what we be tryin' t' do here, instead a' fightin' amongst yerselves, ye pack of pox-infested swine! I be a' thinkin' fer instance, that even though th' cap'n (or somebody) sez tha we won't learn th' alignment o' the scurvy dog we force to walk the plank each day, there's one man among us who be th' exception to that rule, if yer catch my drift. Now, on t' more pressin' matters. Why is the rum gone?