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by Ameriganastan » Thu Jan 21, 2021 4:57 pm
Edward Richtofen wrote:Ameri's so tough that he criticized an Insane Asylum and was promptly let out
Sinovet wrote:Ameri's like Honey badger. He don't give a fuck.
Krazakistan wrote: He is a force of negativity for the sake of negativity
Onocarcass wrote:Trying to change Ameri, is like trying to drag a 2 ton block of lead with your d**k.
Immoren wrote:When Ameri says something is shit it's good and when Ameri says some thing is good it's great. *nods*
by Confederation of the Equator » Thu Jan 21, 2021 5:18 pm
by Alcona and Hubris » Thu Jan 21, 2021 5:43 pm
Outside of the armory, a scream could be heard followed by a clattering of metal.
Confederation of the Equator wrote:"Dear mother of God, baby Jesus, the Holy Spirit, what the fuck are you doing, woman?!" The sight of someone who was covering her own bleeding eye was not the most fortunate to behold when one's sanity was already in check due to the very situation that engulfed them, and such was this the case that even the expressionless façade of the average mobster dropped, replaced by a look of mild horror.
by Sarderia » Thu Jan 21, 2021 5:47 pm
Ameriganastan wrote:"Well, alright then. Listen up, all of you. I am Sergeant Clarence Joseph Boyd of the Confederate Army. As of now, I claim this ship in the name of the Confederate States of America. You there, woman."
by Dyelli Beybi » Thu Jan 21, 2021 6:04 pm
Grenartia wrote:
"Hello, all. My name is Elizabeth Carlotta Jones. I lived from 1861 to 1912, when the ship I was on sank. In my lifetime, I was something of a polymath and tinkerer. If I may be so bold, I noticed that we have several gentlemen here of an Oriental persuasion and tongue, as well as an Italian, someone speaking German, one speaking Dutch, and even someone speaking Classical Latin. And yet, we can all understand each other as if we were speaking English. How is that possible?" she asked.
Voxija wrote:Cornelia Quinta
That left clothing. Although Cornelia wanted to go to the quarters and find some other clothes than this drab gray shirt attached to trousers, she felt like she should introduce herself first, as the others had done.
The Roman clapped her hands, to bring all attention to herself. "I am Cornelia Quinta, proud citizen of Rome. I was born AUC 792, and *gulp* died AUC 826. But I don't... I don't think I died. I don't know any of your years, too. Do they still measure years by Rome's founding when you're from?"
Ameriganastan wrote:May 12th, 1865. Brownsville, Texas. Palmito Ranch
...
"Take me to whoever is navigating this fancy boat. And fix me something to eat after. And if you employ any darkies in your kitchen, make sure they don't touch any of it...well, what are you waiting for, woman? I gave you an order."
Sarderia wrote:Johannes de Spielman
He could not believe what he'd heard. Jan had just left for the crew quarters for a moment, and he was greeted with a pirate, of all kinds of people, the moment he returned. First Englishman, then pirates. The bloody bastard had the gall to order around the only person who knew where and when they are, treating the vessel like his own personal travelling sloop, and the other people his servants.
"Boy, are you right in the head?" Jan shouted. "Who the fuck do you think you are? Back in when I'm from they would put a bullet on a pirate's skull before he could even open his mouth. Do you want me to put one in yours as well?" He drew the small Queen Anne's flintlock from his pocket, and pointed it towards Clarence Joseph Boyd. The gun was empty; he haven't loaded the gunpowder or oiled the flintlock yet, but he hoped that it would at least make the pirate back down. If he wouldn't... there's always the rapier.
Confederation of the Equator wrote:He heard a particularly unpleasant scream, the source of which was very, very close. That was it, he knew it, he fucking knew it! None of the people with him looked remotely normal, it was only a matter of time until...
"Dear mother of God, baby Jesus, the Holy Spirit, what the fuck are you doing, woman?!" The sight of someone who was covering her own bleeding eye was not the most fortunate to behold when one's sanity was already in check due to the very situation that engulfed them, and such was this the case that even the expressionless façade of the average mobster dropped, replaced by a look of mild horror.
by Sudbrazil » Thu Jan 21, 2021 6:12 pm
Dyelli Beybi wrote:Confederation of the Equator wrote:He heard a particularly unpleasant scream, the source of which was very, very close. That was it, he knew it, he fucking knew it! None of the people with him looked remotely normal, it was only a matter of time until...
"Dear mother of God, baby Jesus, the Holy Spirit, what the fuck are you doing, woman?!" The sight of someone who was covering her own bleeding eye was not the most fortunate to behold when one's sanity was already in check due to the very situation that engulfed them, and such was this the case that even the expressionless façade of the average mobster dropped, replaced by a look of mild horror.
But before she had a chance to have any more fun at the poor man's expense there came a scream, followed by yelling. Great. "Huckleberry Finn," she addressed the Sergeant, "You'll need to put your crisis pants on right now because you're coming with me to figure out what that was," she said, her tone turning from mocking to serious in the blink of an eye... then right back again, "Mostly so that if it turns out we're under attack by giant space-crabs I can throw you to them first and make a speedy exit."
It was actually because someone who had tried to claim the ship couldn't be trusted anywhere near the armoury, but she wasn't about to tell him that. "I would appreciate your company as well, Sir," she added to Johannes, figuring he seemed like the sort she could trust, "if you wouldn't mind. If any of the rest of you have any medical knowledge or combat experience, please follow me as well."
by Bingellia » Thu Jan 21, 2021 6:13 pm
Ameriganastan wrote:"Well, alright then. Listen up, all of you. I am Sergeant Clarence Joseph Boyd of the Confederate Army. As of now, I claim this ship in the name of the Confederate States of America. You there, woman."
He motioned at Hannah.
"Take me to whoever is navigating this fancy boat. And fix me something to eat after. And if you employ any darkies in your kitchen, make sure they don't touch any of it...well, what are you waiting for, woman? I gave you an order."
Sarderia wrote:"Boy, are you right in the head?" Jan shouted. "Who the fuck do you think you are? Back in when I'm from they would put a bullet on a pirate's skull before he could even open his mouth. Do you want me to put one in yours as well?"
by Voxija » Thu Jan 21, 2021 6:42 pm
Dyelli Beybi wrote:Hannah Brown
"Oh gosh..." Hannah gave Cornelia a surprised look, "Ah... I have no idea what the date is ab urbe condita... we mostly use the anno domini dating system now. It's based on the reported date of birth of..." she trailed off momentarily, seeming to be wrestling with something internally, "... Since the date believed to be the date of birth of Jesus of Nazereth, which I think was during the reign of your Emperor Augustus. Is he familiar? If he was before or during your time we can figure out how long it has been for you, roughly, from that."
For a moment Hannah was silent, "I'm so sorry, Cornelia. I hope that your child grew up and lived a long and happy life and we can do our best to find that out for you. Where I came from, children are very special. I never had any; I was always so busy trying to make sure that everyone had enough to survive. Then when I finally found a man I thought I was going to be happy with... " she motioned at herself, then rolled her eyes up at the ceiling, "I ended up waking up in here put a bit of a dent in my plans for life!" she finished flippantly, neatly stepping away from the tragedy of her own life... which was when one of the other sleepers interrupted her.
by Europa Undivided » Thu Jan 21, 2021 7:18 pm
He pushes his own colt revolver down through the belt on his pants and begins to wish he had a proper dressing for the wound. "So tell me Madam what exactly happened?" He looked at her carefully, trying to judge how much blood is seeping into the cloth.
“Those who cannot conceive Friendship as a substantive love but only as a disguise or elaboration of Eros betray the fact that they have never had a Friend." - C.S. Lewis
“War is cringe." - Moon Tzu, the Art of Peace
by Demencia » Thu Jan 21, 2021 7:26 pm
by Ameriganastan » Thu Jan 21, 2021 7:51 pm
Dyelli Beybi wrote:[Sarderia wrote:Johannes de Spielman
He could not believe what he'd heard. Jan had just left for the crew quarters for a moment, and he was greeted with a pirate, of all kinds of people, the moment he returned. First Englishman, then pirates. The bloody bastard had the gall to order around the only person who knew where and when they are, treating the vessel like his own personal travelling sloop, and the other people his servants.
"Boy, are you right in the head?" Jan shouted. "Who the fuck do you think you are? Back in when I'm from they would put a bullet on a pirate's skull before he could even open his mouth. Do you want me to put one in yours as well?" He drew the small Queen Anne's flintlock from his pocket, and pointed it towards Clarence Joseph Boyd. The gun was empty; he haven't loaded the gunpowder or oiled the flintlock yet, but he hoped that it would at least make the pirate back down. If he wouldn't... there's always the rapier.
Hannah's eyes lit up at the order from the Sergeant, though it wasn't anger, she had been expecting a reaction like that sooner. Heck, this might be fun... though the Dutchman jumped in first, which instantly elevated him in her opinion, "Thank you Sir," she said, looking up at Johannes, "But please lower the gun. This is a confusing time for all of us and I don't want anyone to get hurt over a misunderstanding... and I also took the precaution of arming myself."
"Sir," she turned back to the Sergeant, taking on a tone of mock servility, "You might need to help me with this one, curse my total lack of education! But it looks like I'm the one with a gun," she glanced significantly at the grip of the pistol-type weapon she had in a shoulder holster, "Not to mention the good gentleman with me. So I'd ask you to politely reconsider any claims of sovereignty over my ship." It wasn't really her ship, but she had woken up first so she supposed that was as good a claim as any, "And while I'd love to fix you something to eat," she continued in the same mocking tone, "Given my possession of the aforementioned firearm and the fact that that Frenchman was so disparaging of my cooking, which completely wrecked my self-confidence, I feel it's probably better if you fix me something to eat."
She couldn't help herself... "Toto," she said to Sergeant Boyd, her tone deadly serious, "I've a feeling we're not in Kansas anymore." Pity she was the only one able to get the joke.
Bingellia wrote:Giovanni Caliara
There were people from the past, and people from the future. What knowledge there was to learn, places to see, food to eat, and exotic people to meet. It was as that Giovanni finally got the voyage he had wanted from the French Crown.Ameriganastan wrote:"Well, alright then. Listen up, all of you. I am Sergeant Clarence Joseph Boyd of the Confederate Army. As of now, I claim this ship in the name of the Confederate States of America. You there, woman."
He motioned at Hannah.
"Take me to whoever is navigating this fancy boat. And fix me something to eat after. And if you employ any darkies in your kitchen, make sure they don't touch any of it...well, what are you waiting for, woman? I gave you an order."
And yet, it would seem that even the future held ignorant ingrates, including that still committed piratical acts. The gall of an uneducated peasant who could barely speak his own language trying to trying to seize control of the vessel infuriated Caliara.
"Ignorant cur!" He shouted out before another fellow, now dressed in what was at the crew quarters, returned with a pistol and a sword.Sarderia wrote:"Boy, are you right in the head?" Jan shouted. "Who the fuck do you think you are? Back in when I'm from they would put a bullet on a pirate's skull before he could even open his mouth. Do you want me to put one in yours as well?"
It also seemed that the signorina was capable of handling herself in these kind of situations. What was the future like, considering it implied the Earth he would have know was gone even before the destruction of what she and another man aboard knew.
"I advise you listen to the Signorina, cur," He added, "Lest she repay your hospitality in kind."
Edward Richtofen wrote:Ameri's so tough that he criticized an Insane Asylum and was promptly let out
Sinovet wrote:Ameri's like Honey badger. He don't give a fuck.
Krazakistan wrote: He is a force of negativity for the sake of negativity
Onocarcass wrote:Trying to change Ameri, is like trying to drag a 2 ton block of lead with your d**k.
Immoren wrote:When Ameri says something is shit it's good and when Ameri says some thing is good it's great. *nods*
by Alcona and Hubris » Thu Jan 21, 2021 8:04 pm
Demencia wrote: "Mir geht es gut..." she said, clearly not being ok. "Ich mußte es machen... Ich mußte meine Ehre wiederherstellen."
by Nagakawa » Thu Jan 21, 2021 10:18 pm
by Talchyon » Thu Jan 21, 2021 11:44 pm
Dyelli Beybi wrote:Hannah Brown
Hannah frowned at the man. This wasn't the same reaction that most of the others were having. Was there cause for concern? She didn't really know and there was nobody to ask, "Umm... do you have a headache as well?" she ventured, "I think there should be some medication for that. I think I passed a med bay on this floor when I was first exploring," she ventured.
There were other questions though.
Dyelli Beybi wrote:Hannah Brown
...
But before she had a chance to have any more fun at the poor man's expense there came a scream, followed by yelling. Great. "Huckleberry Finn," she addressed the Sergeant, "You'll need to put your crisis pants on right now because you're coming with me to figure out what that was," she said, her tone turning from mocking to serious in the blink of an eye... then right back again, "Mostly so that if it turns out we're under attack by giant space-crabs I can throw you to them first and make a speedy exit."
It was actually because someone who had tried to claim the ship couldn't be trusted anywhere near the armoury, but she wasn't about to tell him that. "I would appreciate your company as well, Sir," she added to Johannes, figuring he seemed like the sort she could trust, "if you wouldn't mind. If any of the rest of you have any medical knowledge or combat experience, please follow me as well."
Louisianan wrote:Talchyon has great comedic writing, that is true.
by Dyelli Beybi » Fri Jan 22, 2021 3:57 am
Europa Undivided wrote:Jean-Luc Lafayette
...
Jean-Luc wheeled back towards Hannah, scratching his head as he started to explain what just happened. "Fraü here is bleeding out of her face.", he said, pointing into the armory. Remembering the knives that had fallen on the floor, he gave out a sigh. "It's a freak accident with the knives. Where's the medbay, Hannah?"
He looked behind her to see the Dutchman and a bunch of new arrivals; it appears that people were waking up in an accelerated pace.
Alcona and Hubris wrote:...
He looks past Captain Lafayette and towards Hannah. "We need to triage this wound...and I would recommend locking down the armory to prevent further incidents of self harm."
Ameriganastan wrote:"Whatever you're supposed to be. If you won't surrender peacefully I'll have to-"
He reached for his back, expecting to find his trusty musket, 'Sweet Delilah' as he'd named her. She'd saw him through the entire war right up until his death at Palmito. But he found nothing.
"Son of a...where's my rifle? I was holding her when...I dropped her when I got shot...son of a bitch."
That just left him with his equally trusty saber. And while 'Bloody Beth' had gutted plenty of Yankees during his fighting, he doubted it would save him against three opponents, two of them armed. Very reluctantly, he held his hands up in surrender.
"Well, you've got me beat for now, Yankee. I yield."
by Europa Undivided » Fri Jan 22, 2021 8:01 am
"We need to triage this wound...and I would recommend locking down the armory to prevent further incidents of self harm."
“Hey guys, l-lunch is ready”, he said, his voice drowned out by the sound of the clamouring. “It’s- holy shit!!”
“Those who cannot conceive Friendship as a substantive love but only as a disguise or elaboration of Eros betray the fact that they have never had a Friend." - C.S. Lewis
“War is cringe." - Moon Tzu, the Art of Peace
by Sarderia » Fri Jan 22, 2021 11:33 am
Dyelli Beybi wrote:"The war is over," she said, "For me it was over 250 years before I was born. There's nothing you can do about it now."
"You aren't a prisoner, Sergeant. You're a free man until you decide to do something stupid like try to draw on me... which brings me neatly to the other point. I'm sorry you got dumped in a strange future beyond your understanding. I'm not going to do anything stupid like demand you treat to me like a man of my time would without you even knowing how much things have changed, that wouldn't be fair on you, but I am going to say I'm in charge around here unless the rest of you people decide you can find someone better."
by Demencia » Fri Jan 22, 2021 1:32 pm
by Alcona and Hubris » Fri Jan 22, 2021 2:15 pm
Demencia wrote:
It was definitely seeming like people were not going to be understanding of her actions. It didn't really matter, Miriam didn't need their approval. "Ich hatte mein Auge zu Lebzeiten verloren, wohingegen andere ihrer Leben verloren hatten. Die Metalldose hatte es wiederhergestellt, obwohl das nicht ich bin. Keiner von euch seid jene Unschuldigen, aber hier bin ich. Mein Auge ist einen unverständlich niedriger Preis vergleichweise bezahlen."
"Ich hatte dies einaml überleben, und ich werde es wieder tun." She motioned forwards, indicating for some of the assembled crew to clear a path. "Ich möchte einen Weg, bitte, weil Ich eine Ruhe brauche." She sincerely hoped no one would actually try to stop her.
by Khasinkonia » Fri Jan 22, 2021 3:07 pm
Madame Emmelot de Langres
Renaît ou Damnée?
by Nagakawa » Fri Jan 22, 2021 4:20 pm
Sarderia wrote:Johannes de Spielman
by Voxija » Fri Jan 22, 2021 5:56 pm
by Lessoni » Fri Jan 22, 2021 6:23 pm
by Europa Undivided » Fri Jan 22, 2021 7:30 pm
“So”, said Jay, taking a seat and beckoning to Jean-Luc and Johannes, who had followed them into the dining room. “What... um... period of human history are y’all from?”
"Born 1895, died... came here from 1918. Was fighting in the World War, before I got here. Say, I guess at least one of you must know, how'd it turn out? I mean, we were winning when I went stage left. It stay that way? Sorry, sorry, getting ahead of myself. Name's Goodwin, Paul Goodwin."
“Those who cannot conceive Friendship as a substantive love but only as a disguise or elaboration of Eros betray the fact that they have never had a Friend." - C.S. Lewis
“War is cringe." - Moon Tzu, the Art of Peace
by Voxija » Fri Jan 22, 2021 7:53 pm
“So”, said Jay, taking a seat and beckoning to Jean-Luc and Johannes, who had followed them into the dining room. “What... um... period of human history are y’all from?”
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