Scurvy Fleet Disciplinary Board Proceedings

[Moonman]

Big Ron strolled down the familiar steets, stopping for a pint of bitters here and there, and finally made his way down to the wharf. He kept his eyes pealed for Bad Dicks' ship, a sharp looking Corvette stolen from the French, renamed no less the Flying Ranter. Wharf rats scurried in all directions as Big Ron continued to break a bit of wind, he still hadn't recovered from his supper of fish head stew. The Big guy stopped in his tracks as he came upon the stern of Bad Dicks' ship. With a giant red slash the word Ranter had been crossed out. Written underneath in the same paint were the words Spaghetti Monster. Big Ron writ in hand, scratched his enormous... (lets just say head). And muttered to himself... "Wod en bloody hell is spaghetti"? As Big Ron prepared to board, he heard a commotion from behind. DaveL followed by Bad Dick were running towards him...

[Moonman]

Standing in front of the gangplank, Big Ron waited for DaveL and Bad Dick. It was then he noticed the scribbling added to the Cross of St. George, flying in the breeze; a bunch of squiggles with eyes. There was a banner, over the door, FSM, again in the same red as the writting on the stern. Before he could present his writ, Big Ron heard Bad Dick exclaim... " Oi'm taken over now"... Bad Dick made his way onto his ship, leaving Big Ron and DaveL waiting on the Wharf. Aunt Dee Dee came out onto the deck, nodding to Bad Dick and greeted him with a, "wher've you been". Bad Dick took a moment to observe the flag, breaking out with a grin and exclaiming to Aunt Dee Dee in a low voice, "the Noodlyone would be proud". To which Aunt Dee Dee replied... "Pride is a vice! Bad Dick". Just then Big Ron cleared his throat and cleared the gangplank with another self emmitted cloud O' death. DaveL yelled, "He's got a Benchwrit, your coming with us". Aunt Dee Dee turned to look at a group of wayward waifs fleeing from yet another Fishhead stew weapon of mass destruction. "OK Bad Dick... then here are your pastafarians". Aunt Dee Dee took a deep breath and holding her nose charged down the gangplank. Bad Dick couldn't help but wonder if Aunt Dee Dee was in too much of a hurry to leave the ship... Tomorrow, the trial begins

[DaveL]

The following day, the Portmouth Courtroom was filled with figures from past and present. In the back of the court room stood a rather mysterious bunch of monks with funny fish symbols, looking very forlorn.

Judge Pru entered the court room.

"I'm feeling like a real hanging is about to occur today. How blows the hangmans noose Lord High Executioner"

"Very well your honour. It be a good day for someone to die" said Garibaldus the Executioner.

Send in the defendant...

[PantyGnawer]

PG sneaks in and steals all your rum

[Griffin]

Case No 5487 - Pirate High Council V Black Bart

Tis held that Black Bart 'as sneeked back from transportation wile no wun were lookin'.

Tis also 'halleged that Bart Bart's bin tamperin' wiv stuff.

Justice Julia Probender-Court-Sqwash bangs 'er gavel, twice.

Proceedin' commmense.

[Mad Willyum Bonney]

* a voice bellows from thee gallery *

Ee turnd me inta a newt !

[black bart]

Noooooooooooooooooooo...not again!!!!!!

[DaveL]

YArrr...

Can ye believe it's bin 6 years since there was a trial on the Pirate Forum? Yarrr, Oi haven't had so much fun since Cap put me in the stocks for trickin' her into postin' in the Pirates forum.

[black bart]

YArrr...

Can ye believe it's bin 6 years since there was last a trial on the Pirate Forum? Yarrr Oi haven't had so much fun since Cap put me in the stocks for trickin' her into postin' in the Pirates forum.

I can't believe ye lived ta tell thee tale!