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buywithme[Video clicks on, and say hello to your friendly neighborhood hostaged Commodore. Prefect is slumped, shirtless against the stone wall of his cell, his expression is tired and irritable. He's a little scuffed, and there are bruises climbing up his chest, but as he begins to broadcast, you can see him force himself to straighten up, so that he can deliver his daily bitching session with an air of authority and professionalism.]
This is Commodore Prefect of His Majesty's Royal Naval Forces, calling all officers who are yet to join the cowardice hoard here in their treachery to the crown.
Myself and First Lieutenant Pendragon are now entering the hundred and twelfth day of our imprisonment here. Spirits are high, and neither one of us have swerved in our loyalty to his majesty, or our certainty that God, and right shall deliver us from this ugly circumstance.
[His expression slips slightly, and there's a hint of a glare coming through as he continues:]
It is in that spirit that I wish to add to the list of charges which I have recorded thus-far, to be pressed against the inhabitants of this vipers nest, when they are brought before the hand of the English courts and to the satisfaction of the just.
Two days ago, as Lieutenant Pendragon and I commandeered a vessel for the departure from this island, we were waylaid by two men known to be in the employ of Captain Reaver, known locally by the names "Black-Eye Dan" and "Fists McCall". Both men struck at us, and while alone we easily outmatched them, it did not take long for them to enlist the aid of the local mob, and we were swarmed by collaborators before we were able to depart.
[He's looking progressively embittered at this point, like even saying all of this is leaving a bad taste in his mouth.]
I have added the names of those guilty of colluding with our captors to the list [The list which he has been compiling since his arrival, which has the name of almost everyone in the port on it by now, which he updates every few days just so you know that you're on it.] In addition to the names of several local criminals who we have witnessed operating from the confines of our imprisonment.
The only men here more worthy of the noose than these scurrilous curs, are those deserters who come here, shed of their colours and entrenching themselves as deeply in the crimes this place as any other man! They are the shame of His Majesties Navy, and I name them too! I've much hope that you and I, oh last and loyal men, shall carry them to court martial, and to pay in blood for their cowardice, and their treachery!
[He ends in a pissy little snarl, before clicking off the video. Once the broadcast is finished, the text function scrolls down the communicators face, with a long, long list of the people Prefect is eventually planning on hanging. Feel free to assume that your character's name is on there.
It may go without saying that he makes these broadcasts frequently, and that they're only superficially intended for loyal Naval Officers. They're more like a giant, petty, ongoing fuck you to the pirates and inhabitants of Barcaza.
The cell (housing both Prefect and Arthur) is literally built into the corner of a building, and open to the street and passers by, so feel free to spam!]
This is Commodore Prefect of His Majesty's Royal Naval Forces, calling all officers who are yet to join the cowardice hoard here in their treachery to the crown.
Myself and First Lieutenant Pendragon are now entering the hundred and twelfth day of our imprisonment here. Spirits are high, and neither one of us have swerved in our loyalty to his majesty, or our certainty that God, and right shall deliver us from this ugly circumstance.
[His expression slips slightly, and there's a hint of a glare coming through as he continues:]
It is in that spirit that I wish to add to the list of charges which I have recorded thus-far, to be pressed against the inhabitants of this vipers nest, when they are brought before the hand of the English courts and to the satisfaction of the just.
Two days ago, as Lieutenant Pendragon and I commandeered a vessel for the departure from this island, we were waylaid by two men known to be in the employ of Captain Reaver, known locally by the names "Black-Eye Dan" and "Fists McCall". Both men struck at us, and while alone we easily outmatched them, it did not take long for them to enlist the aid of the local mob, and we were swarmed by collaborators before we were able to depart.
[He's looking progressively embittered at this point, like even saying all of this is leaving a bad taste in his mouth.]
I have added the names of those guilty of colluding with our captors to the list [The list which he has been compiling since his arrival, which has the name of almost everyone in the port on it by now, which he updates every few days just so you know that you're on it.] In addition to the names of several local criminals who we have witnessed operating from the confines of our imprisonment.
The only men here more worthy of the noose than these scurrilous curs, are those deserters who come here, shed of their colours and entrenching themselves as deeply in the crimes this place as any other man! They are the shame of His Majesties Navy, and I name them too! I've much hope that you and I, oh last and loyal men, shall carry them to court martial, and to pay in blood for their cowardice, and their treachery!
[He ends in a pissy little snarl, before clicking off the video. Once the broadcast is finished, the text function scrolls down the communicators face, with a long, long list of the people Prefect is eventually planning on hanging. Feel free to assume that your character's name is on there.
It may go without saying that he makes these broadcasts frequently, and that they're only superficially intended for loyal Naval Officers. They're more like a giant, petty, ongoing fuck you to the pirates and inhabitants of Barcaza.
The cell (housing both Prefect and Arthur) is literally built into the corner of a building, and open to the street and passers by, so feel free to spam!]
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Date: 2012-03-15 07:37 pm (UTC)And I do so love these little chats of ours.
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Date: 2012-03-15 07:44 pm (UTC)His Majesty would never willingly contribute to the funding of your nefarious doings, and that is why your ransom will never be paid!
[And if he says it enough it will become true...]
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Date: 2012-03-15 07:46 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-03-15 07:51 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-03-15 07:58 pm (UTC)I would be delighted to strip your accommodations down to something more to your liking, if you prefer. Especially since this marks -- how many times now that you've wandered off?
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Date: 2012-03-15 08:06 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-03-15 08:07 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-03-15 08:11 pm (UTC)Ah, excuse me?
[he'll pretend not to be afraid of this threat once he's entirely certain what exactly it is.]
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Date: 2012-03-15 08:16 pm (UTC)I would strongly suggest you not try to change our minds about that, because the end result will not be that you're turned loose like an unneeded fish caught in a net. I'd sooner auction to the highest bidder here the privilege of kicking the stool from from under your feet to watch you dangle like so many of our comrades before you.
If I didn't just shoot you.
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Date: 2012-03-15 08:31 pm (UTC)Perhaps a time will come when you decide your ransom will remain unpaid, and if I remain here, pliant coward that you'd have me play, then I'd fall just the same. Better to die at the side of the crown and under Gods law.
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Date: 2012-03-15 08:34 pm (UTC)Is your comrade, though?
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Date: 2012-03-15 08:45 pm (UTC)He's an unfortunate, forced through the ranks too quickly and shoved onto the wrong ship. He wouldn't be worth the cord or bullet you'd waste taking his life.
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Date: 2012-03-15 08:46 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-03-15 08:55 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-03-15 08:57 pm (UTC)How much do you suppose the young Pendragon will go for?
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Date: 2012-03-15 09:13 pm (UTC)[Private]
What would benefit me then? What would it take to see to him going free before you're done with me?
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Date: 2012-03-15 10:22 pm (UTC)[Private]
Date: 2012-03-15 10:49 pm (UTC)[Private]
Date: 2012-03-15 10:50 pm (UTC)[Private]
Date: 2012-03-15 11:14 pm (UTC)