(hmm…idk, maybe a few days? i'm not sure what should happen next)
I’m bored and want another one on one rp, fight me (open)
(Sounds good, I kinda have something I want to happen but I don’t know when to make it happen)
(ooh what is it??)
(I was thinking, in a couple of days the first mate would have worked them quite hard and maybe Andrea forgets to keep up the act (Despite Daso reminding her several hundred times) and something happens from there? It’s not so much of a plan as a scene but what do you think?)
(ooh i like that idea. do you wanna start?)
(Sure, give me a minute)
Andrea was passed out in the corner where she usually slept, one arm tucked under her head for a pillow and the other one kept close to her chest. The familiar sound of the other crew mates waking up was her wake up call of sorts but and she sighed, only opening one eye as someone stepped right next to her head on their way up to the deck. Her muscles were sore and she was exhausted. All she wanted to do was sleep, but she knew if she didn’t get to the deck soon there would be nothing left to eat and she didn’t want to go doodles until lunch.
Daso skipped over to where Andrea was. Yes, his body was killing him and he felt like he now had the back of a 80 year old man, but overall this experience had been so interesting. He waved at her, wincing as soreness shot through his elbow. "Hey there, sleeping beauty. Rise and shine."
“Sleeping beauty needs more sleep,” She mumbled, not bothering to sound like a guy as she pushed herself up into a sitting position and started stretching out the sorest muscles in her body.
"Careful," he said, "don't forget your voice." The moment these words were out of his mouth, the first mate clasped him on the shoulder, dragging him aside. He reached down and yanked Andrea's hat off of her head.
For a moment, she had no clue what had happened until she reached up to reposition her cap and it was gone. Her eyes widened and she looked up in front of her, all the tiredness gone from her face as she saw the first mate. She looked around and saw Daso, her face showing how stupid she knew she was, she had just given away the only secret she needed to keep a secret and Andrea had no clue how to get out of this one.
"I knew it," the first mate growled, a smirk on his face. "You're a wench. Do you know what we do with wenches on board the Silver Lady?"
Daso stepped forward weakly. "Wait, leave her–" The man back handed him, silencing him.
(H-hi!)
(uh hi)
(Sorry if I was interrupting your roleplay. I am new here)
(It’s alright! What can I help you with new person? :) )
She pushed herself back until she hit the wall, her eyes never leaving the first mate’s as she tried to keep her breathing even and stay calm. Though her body didn’t seem to be cooperating at all with what her mind was telling her.
(I am trying to navigate around here. I am seeing if I can join anyone in their roleplay)
(Hrmmm, I think the best place to start then would be the wildcard rp section, there are a lot more open rps there and you’ll be able to meet some more of the people on here)
(Thank you!)
(Also just a heads up @"CW-Write Like You're Running Out Of Time", imma be gone this weekend but I’ll try to be on whenever I’m in WiFi)
(Thank you!)
(No problemo!)
(It’s alright! What can I help you with new person? :) )
She pushed herself back until she hit the wall, her eyes never leaving the first mate’s as she tried to keep her breathing even and stay calm. Though her body didn’t seem to be cooperating at all with what her mind was telling her.
The first mate leaned closer, pinning her against the wall. "Now you're really in trouble, aren't you? I ought to have you walk the plank, liar. Do you have anything to say for yourself?"
“Sorry?” She squeaked with a shrug, her eyes darting to Daso before looking back at the first mate. Her heart was racing and she tried to shift to the side away from him.
"Not good enough," he said, reaching for her and grabbing a fist full of her hair.
Daso recovered from the backhand and jumped on him, his fists flying. "I said, let her go!"
By now the noise had alerted the rest of the crew members.
Andrea yelped as he grabbed her hair, ducking as Daso attacked even though it pulled her hair. The first mate seemed none too pleased as Daso attacked again and let go of her hair so he could deal with him. It was obvious they were making a scene and soon some of the other crew members came around, almost circling the three of them.
The first mate sneered at Daso. "Oh, you really wanna fight me, kid? Come at me then." He pulled out a knife.
Daso stepped back, his eyes wide. "No, I don't want to fight you! I just want you to leave her alone!"
"Her?" The captain suddenly stepped into the fray, his eyes widening. He turned towards Andrea, his face completely unreadable. "Is that true?"
She was silent for a moment before her head nodded just barely, already moving back against the wall again, “Yes..I am.” Her eyes flicked to the knife in the first mates hand to Daso and then to the captain, the tension in the air quite visible.
(tbh im not sure what should happen. any ideas?)
(Well, it could either get pretty serious or it could kinda just blow over, I’m thinking the serious thing could end up with her being thrown in the brig or something(cuz he promised not to kill him) or whatever, that’s the only idea I got rn sry..)
(okie sounds good)