how can a fox ever be happy without, you'll forgive the expression, a chicken in its teeth?
Who: OPEN POST---Anyone! Sparrow, Maturin, Toothless and Hiccup, that Jedi, that boxing kid, Bliss, maybe some actual turkeys, possibly an angry honey badger
What: Turkey Hunting for Thanksgiving
When: Friday Nov. 18th: early morning --> whenever
Where: The forest north & west of C1
Summary: Jack Sparrow is set to procure the Roast Beast for the House Seven Thanksgiving Feast. Hunters are welcome to join him; victims are welcome to get caught in the highly inappropriate turkey snares that Jack has set throughout the woods. The OOC info post for this log is here. SERIOUSLY--feel free to join in even if you didn't respond to the OOC log. Possibly your character would either like to hunt, to free someone from a snare, or to get snared themselves. Perhaps your character is a staunch turkey rights defender. Don't forget to add your character tags!
Rating: T for tryptophan
The women of House Seven were going to be hosting a Thanksgiving Dinner. Captain Jack Sparrow had a fondness for each one of these women---each fondness deep, and each fondness unique. Jilly, now: he had fallen unconditionally in love with her during the Valentines experiment, had given her the key to the Codex, had tried to kidnap her once, and had stolen one of Shiki's dressmaker dummies and dressed it up as the young artist to confuse Grell.
It had ended up confusing everyone else, actually, but the POINT WAS that he cared deeply about her.
Elizabeth Swann-not-yet-Turner had killed him once, but bygones were bygones. She was bewitchingly beautiful and a pirate king and someone from home whom he understood very well indeed. And she understood him as well. They were of a feather, Jack and Liz, whether she liked admitting it or not.
Buffy Summers? Buffy was......Buffy.
These fondnesses were the chief reason that Captain Jack Sparrow was going to kill a turkey dead, pluck all its feathers out, and present it to his women in triumph to be cooked at the House Seven feast.
Preparation was key.
The pre-dawn hours were spent setting snares, which Luceti turkeys are probably smart enough to avoid. Later, once Maturin, Toothless and Hiccup and whoever else wants to hunt have arrived, the pirate will head with them into the forest, his rifle over his shoulder.
What: Turkey Hunting for Thanksgiving
When: Friday Nov. 18th: early morning --> whenever
Where: The forest north & west of C1
Summary: Jack Sparrow is set to procure the Roast Beast for the House Seven Thanksgiving Feast. Hunters are welcome to join him; victims are welcome to get caught in the highly inappropriate turkey snares that Jack has set throughout the woods. The OOC info post for this log is here. SERIOUSLY--feel free to join in even if you didn't respond to the OOC log. Possibly your character would either like to hunt, to free someone from a snare, or to get snared themselves. Perhaps your character is a staunch turkey rights defender. Don't forget to add your character tags!
Rating: T for tryptophan
The women of House Seven were going to be hosting a Thanksgiving Dinner. Captain Jack Sparrow had a fondness for each one of these women---each fondness deep, and each fondness unique. Jilly, now: he had fallen unconditionally in love with her during the Valentines experiment, had given her the key to the Codex, had tried to kidnap her once, and had stolen one of Shiki's dressmaker dummies and dressed it up as the young artist to confuse Grell.
It had ended up confusing everyone else, actually, but the POINT WAS that he cared deeply about her.
Elizabeth Swann-not-yet-Turner had killed him once, but bygones were bygones. She was bewitchingly beautiful and a pirate king and someone from home whom he understood very well indeed. And she understood him as well. They were of a feather, Jack and Liz, whether she liked admitting it or not.
Buffy Summers? Buffy was......Buffy.
These fondnesses were the chief reason that Captain Jack Sparrow was going to kill a turkey dead, pluck all its feathers out, and present it to his women in triumph to be cooked at the House Seven feast.
Preparation was key.
The pre-dawn hours were spent setting snares, which Luceti turkeys are probably smart enough to avoid. Later, once Maturin, Toothless and Hiccup and whoever else wants to hunt have arrived, the pirate will head with them into the forest, his rifle over his shoulder.