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Welcome Aboard the FRS Dragonfly, the pirate ship which only raids the bad guys! We specialize in shenanigans and wondering where the rum has gone! We welcome all who enjoy some light hearted fun, jokes, and of course the aforementioned shenanigans!
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Latest Activity: Aug 10, 2016
Started by Lady Brielle Serra. Last reply by Lady Brielle Serra Jan 16, 2015. 1 Reply 0 Likes
Henceforth, this shall be the discussion thread for the F.R.S Dragonfly roleplay! I realized this morning...in order to read the roleplay as it stands, in the main portion of the group, one must read…Continue
Started by CPT Edward Leviticus H.. Last reply by Lady Brielle Serra Jan 13, 2015. 4 Replies 0 Likes
Alas crewmembers of the Dragonfly, the ship has been in the mire for a little more than a year. Our Captain has been declared MIA and has taken the rum with him, and mostly likely ladies that are of…Continue
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*Chuckles quietly, takes a lengthy swig and mutters* He can take it over my rusting body, and even then... *Throws on a weapons belt and staggers blearily out onto the deck*
*eyes the half empty bottle of rum* I would hide that if I were you. The Captain should run out of his in....5....4....3....2....*hears a shattering glass followed by some curses and oaths, followed by "Where's the rum gone? Brielle? Is there any rum left?* Oh bother...hide it Tessa! Unless you want him to drink it! *Gathers her skirts and goes to soothe the rumless captain*
*Groans and stands up with a curse* It seems far too idyllic to be a reality...but stranger things have happened, have they not? *Reaches under the bed to pull out a half gone bottle of rum* Although we are running rather low, and that is most worrying..
Well dear....we are on the Dragonfly....and currently, I'm not really sure where we are headed. The captain has been rather...indisposed with all of the rum drinking, so Im not sure what he has decided we are to do next. Last night I heard him mumbling something about an island where rum grows on trees....I suppose that is where we are heading. *giggles and shakes head* Between you and me....I'm not sure that actually exists....
*Frowns and rolls out of the bed* Oh..sorry about that dear.. and where are we, by the way?
*Yawns* Well...I WAS sleeping in my bunk....but it sounded like a riot or perhaps a murder was happening in your room so I decided to investigate!
*Gapes at Brielle standing in the doorway* Brielle? What are you doing here??
*hears Tessa shouting and runs to her cabin door. It is locked. Picks the lock with a hairpin* Tessa, for the love of God, what is wrong????
*Wakes up confusedly in the bunk, thrashing and shouting about satanic hyenas and grinding metal*
*Notices Nathan has passed out* Oh dear...*nudges him with her toe* I suppose that will have to wait for another time then....*sips from her teacup*
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