࣪⊹₊˚{ TODAYYYYS KINK! IS NAUTI FLARPING! \}*7*{/ \}*7*{/ \}*7*{/ \}*7*{/ }˚₊⊹ ࣪ ࣪⊹₊˚{ picture this. orcay? im literally the favored culltess of the empress + her gillboss cabal-slash-murder thinktank of #hot #deepmaids }6u6{ the 1 + lonely HIGH CULLTESS PHOSPHORA GHOULFIN \}^7^{/ }˚₊⊹ ࣪ ࣪⊹₊˚{ youre whoever. it doesnt matter, because my sloop is WAYYYY fluking faster than yours! TRY + CATCH ME, BEACH!!!! }^3*{ﾉﾞ}^3*{ﾉﾞ#betchacant #violethysteria #sexyroleflay #practice-your-reef-knots }˚₊⊹ ࣪
(Sorry, H-car-, someth-ng's come up. You know how play by post can be. -'ll get back to you asap. :;) )
Well we can't both be try-ng to bother her. -'m -n the m-ddle of a m-nd game and everyth-ng.
I'm in an alternate timeline with an alternate her don't worry B)
࣪⊹₊˚{ wait wait wait WAIT. but what if there was a 3RD timeline where we were all together.... + maybe needed.... some kind of mediation.... }@____@{ }˚₊⊹ ࣪ ࣪⊹₊˚{ + then what if there was a 4TH where we }˚₊⊹ ࣪
࣪⊹₊˚{ {{oh! are you like.... okay? }>O>{ not that im WORRIED or anything }˚₊⊹ ࣪
࣪⊹₊˚{ GAAAASP!!!! }⟡O⟡{ }˚₊⊹ ࣪ ࣪⊹₊˚{ you scoundrel! {the culltess says, leveling her MIGHTY REAPHOOK at you. it is stained in so many shades of blood that its patina is now a sickly shade of oil-slicky black!} }˚₊⊹ ࣪ ࣪⊹₊˚{ you pesky little barnacle! just what do you think youre doing???? what business do you think you have on the SIRENSONG! }˚₊⊹ ࣪ ࣪⊹₊˚{ {+ also the sirensong is the name of my sloop} {by the way} }˚₊⊹ ࣪
-'m f-ne, - just had some of my plans rather rudely -nterrupted and needed to make adjustments. Your -nf-ltrator w-ll be w-th you shortly.
"Aye, deepest apolog-es Culltess. -'ll be tak-ng that test, then." They step forward w-th wry gr-n and, l-ke the rest of the crew, try to keep the-r wr-t-ng from resembl-ng that on the letter. But someth-ng catches your eye. The way they hook the-r Gs -s far too artful, too close to the exact style of the note. They step back -nto l-ne, watch-ng your express-on. The f-rst swabb-e to dr-nk from your flask sways. "Are you... Sure that was just rum, M-ss Ghoulf-n?" And then they collapse.
A sinister grin spreads across the nameless brigands face as she stands just outside the range of a stroke of the reaphook. "What ELSE could I be here for, Ghoulfin? Your vessel, fast and fair, is MINE for the taking, and with it I will begin the construction of my own dominion over and under the waves!" She takes a step away, expression becoming haughty and taunting, turning her back to look over her shoulder at the ships owner, "And don't even think of trying to cull me! The creatures of the waves are at my beck and call, and I have hullcutter lampreys attached to the underside of your ship as we speak, ready to sink us all! So be a dear and just concede. I may be unarmed, but I have you at knifepoint!"