by Jack Teach » Fri Dec 22, 2017 9:34 pm
Jack has the men with muskets line up and fire. Men fall like dominos, volley, after volley pummels the enemy sailors. Jack catches an officer in the mouth with his cutlass, spilling blood everywhere. It appears there are only a few loyal men left, standing near the helm, looking ragged and defeated. The last high ranking officer steps forward, and hands jack his sword. We have won! The crew cheers. Jack steps up to the helm and throws off his navy vest, Jack puts on his frock coat and tricorne. Gentlemen! I here by take command of this vessel, in the name of the guild Brethren! I hence forth declare, that you shall sail under me, Captain Jack Teach! Jack throws the pice of black clothe taken from the armory to one of his men. He climbs up the rigging and the men cheer as the black flag is raised.
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Jack Teach on Fri Dec 22, 2017 9:41 pm, edited 1 time in total.