Captain Stede Bonnet (
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come_sailaway2022-04-26 07:55 pm
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I'll tell you a tale of the bottomless blue
Who: Stede Bonnet and you!
What: New Shipmate Shenaniganry
When: End of April, beginning of May
Where: Everywhere
Warnings: None yet
I. Welcome to the World of Tomorrow
There is very little about this new world that Stede understands. It's all baffling to him, some of it downright incomprehensible. So if you see a flickering of lights coming from a nearby room, you might find the gentleman pirate turning the lightswitch on and off again.
"Would you look at that? Amazing! And so bright! You could read all night with something like that. But how does the fire extinguish and go back on so easily? Or burn without heat?" He glances at whomever found him. "Listen... you don't think we're dead, do you?"
II. Sign-ups Here
Stede is a professional at these things by now. He feels disjointed in this strange world and the best thing to do when you're disjointed is to seek the familiar. So he has a deckchair and a little table-managed to procure a pen and paper from somewhere and accosts anyone who passes by.
"Hello! Would you like to sign up to be a pirate? No pay just yet but adventure and glory and a cut of any treasure we come across. You wouldn't say no to some nice booty, would you?"
III. Room-Mate [locked to Gogol]
Somehow or another Stede has found his room, but when he pushes open the door his expectant face falls.
"Please tell me this is a closet."
Then he notices the room is occupied.
"Oh, sorry, is this yours? It's a very nice closet. You could do a lot with it."
IV. Hit him up with anything. He is down for adventure.
What: New Shipmate Shenaniganry
When: End of April, beginning of May
Where: Everywhere
Warnings: None yet
I. Welcome to the World of Tomorrow
There is very little about this new world that Stede understands. It's all baffling to him, some of it downright incomprehensible. So if you see a flickering of lights coming from a nearby room, you might find the gentleman pirate turning the lightswitch on and off again.
"Would you look at that? Amazing! And so bright! You could read all night with something like that. But how does the fire extinguish and go back on so easily? Or burn without heat?" He glances at whomever found him. "Listen... you don't think we're dead, do you?"
II. Sign-ups Here
Stede is a professional at these things by now. He feels disjointed in this strange world and the best thing to do when you're disjointed is to seek the familiar. So he has a deckchair and a little table-managed to procure a pen and paper from somewhere and accosts anyone who passes by.
"Hello! Would you like to sign up to be a pirate? No pay just yet but adventure and glory and a cut of any treasure we come across. You wouldn't say no to some nice booty, would you?"
III. Room-Mate [locked to Gogol]
Somehow or another Stede has found his room, but when he pushes open the door his expectant face falls.
"Please tell me this is a closet."
Then he notices the room is occupied.
"Oh, sorry, is this yours? It's a very nice closet. You could do a lot with it."
IV. Hit him up with anything. He is down for adventure.
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"Captain Stede Bonnet. Gentleman Pirate. At your service." He does a little bow, seated as he is. "And yourself?"
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Wanda smiles, and offers her hand.
"Wanda Maximoff. It is a pleasure, Captain Gentleman Pirate. Are you...the captain of this vessel?" Seems important to clarify.
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"Miss Maximoff." He shakes her hand. "Just Stede. Or captain if you join up. We don't stand on formality here." Or at least not much. "No. This thing? I mean, it's got mind boggling inventions, but does it have character? I think not. My ship has charm."
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Aw, that's a shame. She quite likes his overcoat.
"Does it? What does it look like?" Wanda is a curious little beastie, and while she's overwhelmed with the people here and the situation, she aches to know more, to be seen for who she is instead of what she can do and how she can be useful.
She desperately wants to fit in.
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"I hope I'll get back to her soon." And his crew. And his life. He had just been getting things going in a great direction and then this.
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Wanda lets her chin rest in her hand, thoughtful.
"You miss it." Statement, not a question. Wanda has mixed feelings about what she does and does not miss about her home. Here, she is someone new. Not many people know her, or the things that she has done. The few that do, well. Natasha seems to be gone, and Peter seems oblivious. She has not yet spoken with Barnes, isn't sure she should. They fought together, yes, in the Battle of Earth, but they'd also fought against one another before, too.
"Your ship, I mean. What was she called?"
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"Her name is the Revenge." A fitting name, he thinks. Full of danger and intrigue. "What about you? Anything from home you miss?"