November, 2011:
A cop, a pirate and a monkey walk into a bar...

Ray nears the end of his rope when his chi is compromised by Jack (the monkey) and Jack (the pirate).

[ HERE | Ongoing | PG]

It should've been a normal fucking day.

We were all owed a normal fucking day, and it kind of seemed like it would be one at first. Deceptively quiet when I got the girls in their costumes, which they insisted on wearing from the moment they woke up. Mack in her Wicked Witch costume and Flo as Glinda the Good Witch, I'd agreed to go as the Tin ( Read more... )

A ship needed a Captain. A Captain, on the other hand, did not always need to necessarily be in possession of a ship. Jack had been a prime example of that more times than he'd care to recall. But no matter how many times the Pearl had been pulled out from under him, he had always been adamant about the use of the title.

So, a ship needed a ( Read more... )

Evidently, hunting for mermaids was best done by moonlight. The darkness above the water was only magnified when beneath the surface of it, but what light there was shining down from above made the image of dozens of mermaids on the retreat unmistakable, the iridescent scales of their tails glistening brilliantly, even through the murky waters ( Read more... )