Pardon?
here is where the captain SHOULD have written about the ship, but alas, she is lazy.
Crew Members
Cap'n Hopkins
Victoria the Navigator
Professor Downes
Medic Jade
Master Jacob
Will the Fifth
Mr. Jake (QM)
Steamdroid 50-PH-13
David the Mercenary
The Cap'n

The Navigator
The Prof.
Jade the Wench
Will the Fifth

Associates & Friends
- S.T.E.A.M. and their Commodore
- Mr. Space of floating Tortuga
Wednesday, 12 May 2010
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I dont know why i didn't write it in the log earlier, but it seems I have gained us a new munitions expert since the mysterious disappearance of gunner riley... during one of my more sober moments, I suppose. those that know him already will know him as a jolly good fellow.
the conversation went something like this:
David: Ah'yl join whoever can pay my way an keep mah attention.
Cap'n: that'll be the good ship Eleanor then.
David: heh. then i offer my abilities and marksmanship cap'n
Cap'n: and i will pay you in rum 8D (i'm sure the nav is better at working out pay)
David: no doubt. Are you a runner (air trades) or of a more ambushing persuasion?
Cap’n: we surprise
Cap’n: nothing is more surprising than a ship run by girls with a drunken captain.
David: youll be needing extra firepower just in case then
Cap’n: oh haha.
David: id offer my credentials but im afraid they would only make me seem a debauched member of the human race.
Cap’n: oh?
David: Im not welcome in certain ports. I like to have a good time.
Cap’n: the amount of times we've been kicked out of port, you'll be fine with us
David: Im a good shot though.
David: with rifles anyway. not too bad with a pistol. shotguns.... id rather be up-close and messy.
Cap’n: well just don't get blood on me velvet coat
David: Thats why i wear leather darlin' - I have a penchant for whisky mind.
Cap’n: well.. get your own cabinet
David: One thing the yanks made well other than rifles. They still cant make decent chest armour. How much loot can the eleanor hold?
Cap’n: we've never managed to get enough, but she can't hold as much as she could when new.
grandma left her to me.
David: as customs go.
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Job description (self described):
"i just shoot shit an make your job easier."
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He's offering us a third of his takings as rent for a cabin. With this we can pay for MORE VODK- I mean, repairs (to my drinks stock).
Let's see.. we need another cabin door, some rope, a new drinks cabinet, some planks.. planks are nice. I want a new sword. MINE IS BENT AND I DON'T REMEMBER HOW.
ONWARDS, TO LONDON! BEFORE I GET ANY MORE SOBER.
-cap'n
the conversation went something like this:
David: Ah'yl join whoever can pay my way an keep mah attention.
Cap'n: that'll be the good ship Eleanor then.
David: heh. then i offer my abilities and marksmanship cap'n
Cap'n: and i will pay you in rum 8D (i'm sure the nav is better at working out pay)
David: no doubt. Are you a runner (air trades) or of a more ambushing persuasion?
Cap’n: we surprise
Cap’n: nothing is more surprising than a ship run by girls with a drunken captain.
David: youll be needing extra firepower just in case then
Cap’n: oh haha.
David: id offer my credentials but im afraid they would only make me seem a debauched member of the human race.
Cap’n: oh?
David: Im not welcome in certain ports. I like to have a good time.
Cap’n: the amount of times we've been kicked out of port, you'll be fine with us
David: Im a good shot though.
David: with rifles anyway. not too bad with a pistol. shotguns.... id rather be up-close and messy.
Cap’n: well just don't get blood on me velvet coat
David: Thats why i wear leather darlin' - I have a penchant for whisky mind.
Cap’n: well.. get your own cabinet
David: One thing the yanks made well other than rifles. They still cant make decent chest armour. How much loot can the eleanor hold?
Cap’n: we've never managed to get enough, but she can't hold as much as she could when new.
grandma left her to me.
David: as customs go.
---
Job description (self described):
"i just shoot shit an make your job easier."
---
He's offering us a third of his takings as rent for a cabin. With this we can pay for MORE VODK- I mean, repairs (to my drinks stock).
Let's see.. we need another cabin door, some rope, a new drinks cabinet, some planks.. planks are nice. I want a new sword. MINE IS BENT AND I DON'T REMEMBER HOW.
ONWARDS, TO LONDON! BEFORE I GET ANY MORE SOBER.
-cap'n
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2 comments:
Ah, welcome to the new gunner. It's nice to have another man on board.
Now to London! May I suggest we partake of an evening of theatre?
Nav.
To London!! Onwards ho...um I mean...Cap'n!
Soon I will have pictures of the entire crew...not only is the Professor...well a professor, but she also has mastered pencil skills, and has so kindly helped me collect a record of everyone xx
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