Pirates say AAARRRRRRR

[givesyouaboner]

WHO: Dirk Strider, Murdoc Donoghue, and you!
TONE: Fun!
RATING: PG-13
WHEN: 28 September
WHERE: School wide
WHAT: PIRATES aka cute pretendy fun times
STATUS: Ongoing

It started like a typical meeting for supplementary lessons. Dirk wasn't even one of Murdoc's students. Murdoc didn't even teach potions, and yet here they were. Murdoc knew enough, and Dirk wanted to learn more. For some unknown reason, Dirk liked being around Murdoc so this arrangement worked well enough. But then Dirk's imagination got the best of him. He was daydreaming a la Jack Sparrow when, without even realising it, he started seriously thinking of himself as a real life pirate! Abruptly, he pushed his book aside and stood on the table, arms akimbo. "Arr, Captain! Let's go find some booty!"


_{[OOC: So yeah, playing pretend is extreme. Dirk and Murdoc will be going through the school... acting like pirates, ect. Unless you specify in the thread header who your tag is directed to, they're free game. I imagine there will be a lot of threadhopping.]}

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[thesmallesttrickster]

Loki was just walking down the halls, probably on his way to the library do do more reading. Unfortunately he wasn't paying much attention to the world around him, as his nose was in a book as he walked, and was therefore in a rather easily startled state.

[wwistful]

[Oops, that book is getting snatched out of your hands.]

Pleasure doin' business with you. [He's going to keep walking with it.]

[thesmallesttrickster]

Hey!

[Loki turns on his heel to catch up with whoeve- wait, that's a teacher]

Professor?

[wwistful]

[He turns ever so slightly to raise an eyebrow at Loki.]

Y'what?

[wwistful]

[So, Murdoc isn't entirely sure why he keeps offering to spend so much time around Dirk, but he certainly isn't regretting it. He almost wishes he took Gryffindor because he's never taught such an annoyingly pleasant student. Even if he tends to ask an assload of questions, it's nice for a student to seem interested for once.

He hasn't noticed Dirk daydreaming, so he doesn't quite notice the transition. All he knows know is that they are here with a purpose. To loot this castle for all its worth and set sail.

He slams his own hands down on the table, growling in response.]

HURRAH! It be a fine day to pillage, lad! Follow me! [He pushes his chair away, swaggering toward the door.]

[givesyouaboner]

_{[Dirk yells in incoherent agreement before hopping off the table. He trails after Murdoc, waving tine fists in excitement for pillaging.]}

Aye, aye, cap'in.

[wwistful]

[Murdoc strides ahead before pausing, looking around.]

Where do they keep the booze?

[givesyouaboner]

_{[This is a good question. Does the school even carry booze?]}

...In the kitchen?

[wavesofjade]

[All of these goings on are very strange indeed and Dolores is more than a bit shaken up by recent events as she makes her way through one of the quieter areas of the school.

Quiet.. but perhaps not for much longer. Is that shouting she hears..? Young Dirk Strider and.. Professor Donoghue?]

[wwistful]

[Yes, Dolores, that is exactly what you hear. Murdoc is going to swagger down the hall with Dirk on his shoulders. Dirk is holding everything they've attempted to steal thus far and, after wishing for rum, Murdoc is pretty damn happy.

When he sees Dolores, he leers.]

Well, well, well. What've we got here?

[wavesofjade]

[Well, isn't this a funny sight? Not something she would have expected from Murdoc. Dolores can't help but be amused, and she presses two fingers to her lips as they curve in a smile]

Oh my stars, pirates? Whatever shall I do?

[wwistful]

Quitcher blatherin', wench.

[He takes a step forward.]

I've got two suggestions for yeh. One, yeh come along quietly. Two, yeh run. [MWAHAHAHA]

[sciencewwitch]

[Someone kill Eridan. This was like the last thing he wanted to happen, to be honest. He'd take being a girl if not for the fact that he still had that stupid lisp AND his accent. Ugh.

Except he's actually braving the halls right now in his current state, which is probably not the best choice at all considering he doesn't actually want to be seen. Why he doesn't just stay in the dungeon for the remaining time as a girl, it was such a mystery.

... Also what is that noise he's hearing. That sounds absolutely obnoxious.]

[givesyouaboner]

_{[Oh no, who is that? Definitely someone who can mop the poop deck!]}

OI, YOU THERE. COME HITHER.

[sciencewwitch]

[Eridan is now officially fucking done.

Eridan spins himself around and faces...

Dirk.

Dirk no what'er you doing you're evoking his anger.]

Oh you better think twice if you're makin' me go anywhere.

[givesyouaboner]

Aye, but don't you wish for more than this stupid provincial life? You could have riches and adventure.

[zazzerpan_cg]

[If Murdoc and Dirk happen to venture outside, they may notice that a certain individual is very interested in the proceedings.]

YOU THERE. HUMANS.

I TOO WOULD BE A PIRATE.

[givesyouaboner]

HAVE YOU STRONG SEA LEGS, GOAT?

[wwistful]

BRING HIM ALONG! [So they can eat him later.]

[goodknightsweetprince]

[David has no idea what the hell is going on anymore. All he knows is that he's suddenly not only alive again, but also stuck in the school that his brother went to all those years ago - that his son and his nephew go to now.

Whatever's going on he wants to be spending time with his family, damnit, because with how Dirk (his brother Dirk) and the rather attractive nurse in the hospital wing had behaved, he's not sure how long this will last. Matters have been complicated by the disappearance of his son, so he's gone looking for him.

He was not expecting this.]

[givesyouaboner]

<sub>[It's okay, David. As soon as Dirk imagined himself into being a pirate, he didn't expect this either. He's in the middle of lugging a locked chest he found down the hall. He hasn't opened it yet, but it obviously has something valuable in it. He needs to get it to the ship!

He stops when he sees his Dad though. He almost starts wondering if he's going to get in trouble. But he's a pirate. Pirates don't care if they get in trouble! But it's his dad.]</sub>

Daddy, you're stronger. You should help me with this.

fjkfdkjl oh my christ precious

[goodknightsweetprince]

[For the second time, David has to pull his shades down to make sure he's seeing correctly.

He's quiet for a few seconds, before the corner of his lips quirks up in a smile, and he shrugs off his suit jacket, slinging it over top of the chest.]

Where we taking it, sport?

[bonafide_divinity]

[Having giving Professor Donoghue's hostage negotiation assignment his best shot and finding himself at a loss, he off handedly wished he knew what the Hell to do in a situation like that. As a result, he is now -in mind- a 16th century diplomat.

He makes his way to the edge of the lake, cloak fluttering in the crisp autumn breeze and wand securely hidden up his sleeve -yes, he had agreed to come unarmed, but these were pirates! Never take chances with pirates. He holds his head high, looking up at the dread pirate Donoghue's ship and raising his hands in a placative gesture.]

Come, Donoghue! Throw down your arms so that we may discuss this as the most reasonable of men!

[wwistful]

[Murdoc had expected the heroics, of course. What kind of establishment would so willingly give up such a fine, vision of woman who smelt so god damn nice (though that was likely to change after a few months at sea).

He's leaning lazily over the side of his boat, watching Tulio approach with a bored expression on his face. Not that this wasn't kind of hilarious to him, he's just too damn drunk to really act like he gives a damn.

With that exclamation, he does indeed throw his weapon down. Or at least, he hurls his bottle of rum down so it shatters infront of Tulio. Then he cackles at him.]

[arachnoble]

[What.

She is so confused, and she hears them yelling long before she sees them, and all she can do is stand there.

And laugh. She is definitely laughing at them.]