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Alright, so this? This would be the ocean. Well, more specifically, this would be a pirate ship in the middle of the ocean. Despite the flag flying high and proud, the pirate ship in question hasn't done much pirating lately. That sort of happens when your captain ends up falling into the services of the god of death.
It's been quiet lately, though. On both the god of death and the pirating front- you'd think a lack of the former would give time for the latter, but it's not to be. So the Dead End Moon is left to cut surely through the waves, looking for all the world like she has a destination, when she really doesn't.
The captain of our intrepid yet aimless vessel is perched in the crow's nest, spyglass to one eye. He's looking for something, anything, because he's likely to catch cabin fever at this rate.And we really don't need a musical number right now. ]
Alright, so this? This would be the ocean. Well, more specifically, this would be a pirate ship in the middle of the ocean. Despite the flag flying high and proud, the pirate ship in question hasn't done much pirating lately. That sort of happens when your captain ends up falling into the services of the god of death.
It's been quiet lately, though. On both the god of death and the pirating front- you'd think a lack of the former would give time for the latter, but it's not to be. So the Dead End Moon is left to cut surely through the waves, looking for all the world like she has a destination, when she really doesn't.
The captain of our intrepid yet aimless vessel is perched in the crow's nest, spyglass to one eye. He's looking for something, anything, because he's likely to catch cabin fever at this rate.