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Yellowbeard


Yellowbeard
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May 13th, 2007 1:56 am - GMT +11 Journal
The Resurection

If i am to be the last then let it be remembered so. i was there at the beginning also.

life is strange like that, a collection of minds from all over the world came together and shared something., why is that everyone always moves on. when i left it was because i was too poor to own my own internet connection., and nothings changed, but now i have an internet connection anyway. im surprised i still remembered my password its been that long.
bah
here's to the past and the memories that we all get to keep.
cheers everyone.
im off to fight the zombies of the dead now. gee its quiet
too quiet.
take care.
seriously. there are zombies about
hahahaha

Updated May 12th, '07 5:59pm ( 0 ) Comments

Nov 4th, 2002 9:07 pm - GMT +11 Journal
just chillin

ah hargh and avast ye weird looking land types... im not really here its an apparition im having a holiday at some wizards castle im lookin for plunder and i found this wee gadget... among others... dangerous pickings though ive already come across a pet dragon type, 3 booby traps and 15 enchanted locks that throw things at you when you come too close... he must 'ave 'ad fun lockin his place up for the night... ah well backs to plundering

Updated November 04th, '02 1:11pm ( 0 ) Comments

Nov 2nd, 2002 4:44 pm - GMT +11 Journal
yes

i had a birthday... thats all i remember

Updated November 02nd, '02 8:45am ( 0 ) Comments

Oct 21st, 2002 6:13 pm - GMT +7 Journal
a nother journal of life and birthdays to come

haha but not mine... tis Rayes birthday soon she be tellin me and a fine wench she be too... so all of you who know her mr syd your excused... be sayin the happies of birthdays to her...
now anyway in me life ive been leadin not much has been happening... there be a war brewin so ive managed to get myself stuck privateering for the crown... and they took me crew... i know i know your sayin no not the crew... ha them wanted to go and hide like lilly livered pansy boys that grew out of the smell of the rectum's anus of a week old dead rhinocerous as it died of toxic waste and stuff...
but so there i be sittin in a nice dank tavern as i should be and the queens men be barging in looking for captains... well me thinkin its a good chance to make a bit of coin i says yeah im a captain... and so they "cordially" invite me to be part of the privateers... meening they ditched my crew into a brothel and shipped my off with a platoon of soldiers... useless bunch they are... with their discipline and their Order bah not worth it... so there i was heading of to loot and plunder quite happily doing so and here i am... i dont know how to ditch these bums and get me crew back either... i wish i had a better second mate... to help me figure that part out...
yellowbeard, captain
21st October 02
haha that almost looks like a real journal entry name and date... cool

Updated October 21st, '02 2:22pm ( 0 ) Comments

Oct 7th, 2002 9:29 pm - GMT +11 Journal
im back again... thought those dead gerbils got me for a while there..

i have been gone for so long yet... nobody noticed i guess i should try to stick my head  in more often... well since you all are hehe Dying to hear my story and since its my journal hehe i get to tell it...
it all started oh the day after i was last in port here... not that i know when that was... well then i sailed out of port as i usually do... but someone had swapped my ship for a boobytrapped model... at least thats what i think happened
anyway sailing along when things just started going wrong...
first the sails came loose and i had to get the crew to re tie the ropes... then the hull popped a seam and i had to spend the rest of the afternoon bailing out water... i dun like doing that but then them strange gods of me oceans decided to play ping pong with me ship using 100 foot waves as the paddles...
now wakin up at the bottom of a wirlpool looking up at the sky is one thing... but losing my ship my crew and all me beer was almost suicidal making me be...
then it came to me... someones playing cruel jokes... not that i knew who...
i decided to wait for the sea to collaspe on itself so i might have a chance to drown or escape from my watery hell hole... hehe get it hell hole haha ahem sorry...
well the waiting game sucks i played fungry fungry hippos... meaning i wanted food... well nothing much happened for a week... then a big fish jumped through and swallowed me... and i found myself in a weird laboritory type thing... and then i woke up on my ship in port and someone gave me ice cream and everything was fine...
then i woke up and i was bruised and battered in a jail cell but the jailor let me out and gave me ice cream and i was happy...
then i woke up...
and here i am... hey is that an ice cream?

Updated October 07th, '02 1:51pm ( 2 ) Comments

Sep 10th, 2002 8:38 pm - GMT +11 Journal
hmmm

me wonderes if it's worth continuing... or reverting to another dimension... hey i wonder whats going to happen tomorrow...

Updated September 10th, '02 12:41pm ( 0 ) Comments

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