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Raise The Black { A Double "Pirate" Crossover } [CLOSED]

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Adventure | Drama | Action | Thriller | Historical
Intense Action/Adventure Violence | Some Sensuality | Brief Strong Language

"When I first met you, I pegged you for an easy mark. But now, I'm not sure who I should be more afraid of. I saw you earlier, during the hanging. You were angry. Not just about him, but those men out there; they made you admit you were wrong, that you were weak. I think you were compelled to let everyone on this island know, that in this place, no one f***s with you and gets away with it"

- John Silver

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A double-crossover of Robert Louis Stevenson's classic, "Treasure Island", its television prequel "Black Sails", and Disney's film series "Pirates of the Caribbean", this swashbuckling action-adventure tells the alternate tale of 1715's most notorious pirates scavenging the Caribbean seas, representing freedom from the ruling powers.

Abigail Ashe (Lily Collins), the eighteen-year old daughter of Lord Peter Ashe, was taken as a prize by the sadistically-brutal Captain Ned Low. After losing his best friend, heroically-determined blacksmith William Turner, with a reputation to search for his father, becomes bent on teaming up with the mysteriously-alluring outlaw Vivienne Black (my OC), her conniving steward John Silver, and the sharp-witted thief Jim Hawkins (Brenton Thwaites). Little did young Will know that he must also join one of the most-feared of Golden-Aged pirates, Captain Charles Vane, who has a vendetta of his own against Low.

Even after a simple rescue, not everything looks normal in the New World: Woodes Rogers, the new Royal Governor of the Bahamas, wishes to purge piracy on the island of New Providence, by putting it under British tyranny. Consequently, this only stirred up an all-out rebellion in the West Indies, as it threatens to tip the age of piracy into an age of bloodshed. It is here where the greatest of legends are born, and it is here where the "one-legged" and the "one-eyed" creatures are at impossible odds.

Wanna have a swashbuckling action-adventure with me?
In need of someone who is/can:
• a fan and/or expert of POTC & Black Sails.
• come up with creative ideas.
• capable of playing involved canon characters from both fandoms (not all, but a few).
• can play Abigail Ashe (a desired OC).
• 18 or older.

Please, please, please PM if you're curiousity, or feeling an interest?

Yu-Gi-Oh! 5DX: Wishmaster Part 1 { Jazz & Angel }

Shadow Djinn was listening to him, carefully taking in his words, and tried to calm down. Remarkably, Yami was reassuring her; Pegasus, or any her previous masters in the past, have never expressed that towards her, especially since she was a 'servant' -- a slave, of some sort. Divine subtly did, but it was difficult, since she's always summoned to grant wishes every now and then. She never got a warning, or an upcoming sign, that her presence would be requested, and this made her leave Shadow behind to tend to her duties. That thought, however, made her think: 'What if she's in his deck right now?'

"Certainly. Let's begin", she heard her previous master announce, before the timer began to count down from fifteen minutes. She wanted to know -- no, she demanded to know. Does he have her? Shadow's transparent form appeared behind Yami, noticeable if one looked over his shoulder. She wasn't cowering, but she did try to suck it up, at least. She never felt such vulnerability.

"Nervous, Djinni?", the white-haired taunted, while laying down a face-down; all Shadow could do was narrow her eyes, trying to show courage. "You should be too, little Yugi, you've never faced a duelist like me", Pegasus was intimidating, but it wasn't gonna stop Shadow from showing a hint of anger. "He's threatened by you, Yami", she hissed to him, insisting. What's really interesting, is the ability in her whispers: she planted the command into his head, and made him think that he himself came up with it.

NATM: A New (Twisted) Era In History { Angel & Ninja }

Annie was headstrong; more on a superhuman level, to be exact. Jedediah, at times, underestimates her determination, but he can be wrong when there is proof left behind by her barreled artillery. For one, she was a lone-wolf in the diorama, and the cowgirl tends to walk off on her own, away from the social levels of her fellow pioneers. If she felt like it, Annie would standby and watch her leader direct the Chinese workers of the railroad. She remembered the time when they first met, earlier tonight: once she said her name, pioneers, especially the cowboys, became excited (almost demanding) for her presence.

The cowgirl was flattered at their attempts, but, as a professional woman, with an American reputation in marksmanship, Annie respectfully, and affectionately, dismissed them. Or, Jedediah would shoo them off, and direct them back to work. If any, even the tourists, noticed, she was the only female with a ten-gallon hat in the diorama. If anybody did the math, she and their leader would be sixty-one years apart, in real history, that is. Funny as it looked, they were close in age, by the way they were made, at least.

Annie had to reimagine Jed's plan in her mind. As long as he was describing, she would calibrate, and perform. It was a crazy plan, but she did wonder to herself on the outcome.

What if she commits a truce between the two factions, once they get near each other?

Plus, the cowgirl was the one with a wicked aim, a deadeye, and a gun that actually works. She had to try, despite what Jed may think. Annie followed him down the rope, and found herself in the middle of a massacre. If it was her and combat, she was "frontierswoman-material", good at defense and, what her leader was good for: offense. Time was getting short, and true as her eyesight, Annie caught the Roman General in the distance; not too far away from where they were standing. Should she reconsider with this plan? "Clear as a diamond. Clear as a bright and shiny day", she confirmed, before adjusting her hat at the brim.

Hobbit-LOTR: Quests, Curses, And Guardians { Angel & Polarize }

Saeril's back was still turned towards her youngest godson, and she didn't ignore him; she couldn't, and wouldn't. "I meant no ill-will, young Durin", she reassured. "It's just...heartbreaking. In all of Middle Earth, your mother would never do such a thing, the way Oakenshield did", she told him, her back still to him, and her voice turned soft albeit filled with disbelief, and no venom. The she-elf admitted her concern to Kili willingly, and she was bold enough to share it.

His determination was apparent again, and Saeril thought about it for a moment. "We shall. But, promise me one thing: keep your distance. From me", she told him. The she-elf briefly looked at her creamy-pale hands, slighty trembling. Hearing a voice that was not his, Saeril was quick to face the source.

Hobbit-LOTR: Quests, Curses, And Guardians { Angel & Polarize }

When they were about to make a turn, Bain suddenly grabbed a hook, and swinged himself off the boat. "Bain!", one of the sisters cried. "Leave him!", Saeril called after the sisters, her arm shooting out to hold back the oldest of the two from trying to lunge out of the boat. "We can't go back for him, it's too dangerous!", she was right, and she hoped that he would reach his father.

It was another few hours before the survivors of Laketown reached the shore once more. Many of them were badly wounded or dying, and others still had already been lost to their wounds or shock. With the shore in a yard's distance, Saeril jumped out of the boat, into the water, and used the strength she had to pull the boat to the upcoming shoreline. Looking around at the number of casualties surrounding them, the she-elf felt that she had to immediately talk to Thorin once they get to the mountain, if they still intended to. He would absolutely not be that careless to put his own nephews in harm's way, especially in the event of a Firedrake.

Bard's two girls immediately left the little boat they had travelled in with the she-elf and the dwarves, weaving through the crowd searching for their brother and father. Saeril, who could see a little better over the other people's heads, searched too, though there was no sign of either Bard or Bain.

Finally managing to remove her horned headdress, she let her hair flow free in the wind, as she glanced around at the surviving people. Knowing that Kili could have his eyes on her, she didn't bother look back at him, at least, not at the moment. Again, it's that anger she felt inside. "What were they thinking?", she said softly to herself, with a hint of a building up snarl, as she gazed out at the burnt and demolished town in the distance. It was enough for him to hear, as well as the others.

NATM: A New (Twisted) Era In History { Angel & Ninja }

Annie was just about a pacifist as ever, even after noticing her leader turn to her with an exasperated 'what the heck?' expression on his face. She wasn't kidding, and it was evident on her own feminine features; it was the 'you heard me' look, piercing her eyes at him, as if she was expecting him to submit defeat. Honestly, the cowgirl wasn't that cruel, and the obvious celebrity-love from their people was evident for her modesty. It was actually one of the reasons why Jedediah grew so amused, and/or fond of her: he respected her for a young woman of her status. Or, maybe it was because he needed a sharpshooter on their boundary? She didn't really want to ask him what the reason was. Not now, not yet.

The cowgirl knew that there will be indeed Hell if this proceeds, but with the order being said, "Unleash Hell!", alarm hit her, once Octavious sheathed his sword, and raised it triumphantly, with an agreeing shout coming right back into the air. With rock projectiles coming towards their foundation, the western people of their exhibit screamed, and they ran. That is when Annie felt her body weight being pulled down to the ground, eventually realizing that her leader used his body weight to get her and himself out of the way from the propelled artillery. She did notice herself nearly landing on top of the cowboy, but she quickly removed herself from landing in such an embarrassing position with a groan.

The giant, on the other hand, was just acting like a pillar in the way of the rocks. He exclaimed and hissed here and there as the fire-covered rocks hit his uniform, and it literally made him reconsider to not not remain there.

"Climb aboard, boy. Take the hand, son"

Came a sudden voice next to Larry, as he tried to get away from the shooting projectiles of the Roman army, a hand offered out to him. Wasting no time, he took the hand of Theodore Roosevelt, the twenty-sixth president of the United States, and perched himself upon his horse, Texas. Then, there they go, riding away from the Hall of Miniatures. Annie did glance at the night guard's getaway, but she turned herself back into the chaos, once Jed came up with a plan.

He's serious, right?, was her only thought when her leader told her what they were going to do. Honestly, it was suicidal and yet, a very crazy plan. They were walking right into the shooting range. But heck, he was a little over his head. Just a little. And when someone says 'shooting range', they were speaking Annie's middle name. Plus, what could the cowgirl say? He was the only resource she had to learn about these strange surroundings. So, making sure that Jed's alive throughout the plan, would be mandatory. She nodded to his question, although felt a little hesitant to do so. She was a pacifist; not a fighter.

NATM: A New (Twisted) Era In History { Angel & Ninja }

This was one unfortunate (and an interesting) turn for her first night: the giant escapes from her fellow pioneers' binds. First, the "Iron Horse" fails to splice his head, then the binds break to fully secure the "beast".
Annie felt an almost feared sign creeping up on her, but she didn't willingly show it towards Jed. The cowboy's horse that she stood next to, began to whinny and kick up its legs wildly, as the giant man began to sit up from the floor of the exhibit, making herself and her leader feel small. Like really small. "Whoa!", she managed to exclaim as she tried to grab the horse's reigns to calm it down. Seeing Jed eventually get off of it, she followed him, and his sight, to the floor below the stand.

Below were thousands and thousands of other tiny figures, who appear to be miniatures like herself and Jedediah. However, these "other miniatures" had a strange attire to them, looking like armor that was far beyond pioneer times.

"Prepare the catapults"

Annie heard what seems to be the leader of this strange pack before her sight. She remembered Jed telling and warning her about their feud with the Roman diorama right next to their own, and she took it seriously to not let one of them cross into the "Western" border. Although, there have been moments where she would reconsider on the feud; that it wasn't necessary. Right now, an assault was brewing.

"...This isn't your fight!"

She heard Jedediah say from the mouth of the diorama. The cowgirl stood beside him, not pointing out anything about the sight before her: the whole Roman armada. This wasn't going to end well, if there was nothing to stop it. "He's right, you know!", she butted into the conversation between the two opposing leaders. "Since this giant is on our land...", Annie pointed at the giant man beside her and Jed.

"Hey, hey, hey!", the nightguard interrupted her suddenly, and Annie's gaze went up towards him. "Cowgirl? Annie? Yeah, um...I'm sorry, but I'm not a giant, okay? I'm just an average-sized human being", Larry tried to explain. "Octavius, stand your men down, and we will stand our own!", Annie shouted to the Roman commander, hoping they would find peace before there was a massacre. "We will walk away quietly!", she added, directly wavering the last word to Jedediah, standing next to her. The cowgirl needed to get it through his thick skull to understand the word of 'peace', and she was sure that he would, although the fact remains that he will "forget" on such a vow. She was keening her green eyes at him, boring them at him, in order to provoke him to agree.

"Silence!", shouted back the Roman general on the floor, below the Western diorama. "The Roman Empire knows no boundaries", he grimly told them, not easily backing down. Good thing his "little girl" wasn't here to scold him for this.

NATM: A New (Twisted) Era In History { Angel & Ninja }

The cowgirl did find herself in a predicament that was far beyond, even her own control. It was true; she wasn't the one in charge, although there have been times where she would do so behind Jed's back. If she was being honest with herself, half of the cowboy's brain was riddling with the word "crazy"; not that she will admit or tell him any time soon.

Annie felt relief in her chest, and made the gesture of a sigh quietly...for the moment. But just by hearing Jedediah's outburst, Annie was, on the inside, getting anxious. Not that she was completely, but she was slightly curious on the verdict. The "Iron Horse" was going so fast on the track, Annie allowed her eyes to slightly widen as it came closer to its intended target. However, for their world was miniaturized, that meant the train must be small too, explaining that it just bumped Larry's face, and fell over on its side, off the track. Just by seeing it, Annie made a wince at the impact.

She didn't have to tell Jed what went wrong at the moment, and she most definitely didn't need to admit to him that it was "good". It turned the situation into a predicament that would put his leadership into question...in her point of view, at least. In truth, Annie didn't know how long he has been doing this, but she didn't want to assume that his leadership was terrible, but he was a leader who tries to do things that are best for his people. They were her people too; she was the SIC of the diorama.

Wincing at Jedediah's failure, the Annie turned her head to look back at the cowboy on his horse in pity, to the point to place a comforting hand on his knee.

"Okay, that's enough"

The cowgirl heard the giant man say, before turning her attention to see it starting to break the restraints holding him down to the exhibit floor. "Jed!", Annie said to get the cowboy's attention on what to do now, as she watched the giant.

NATM: A New (Twisted) Era In History { Angel & Ninja }

Annie strolled herself to the scene before her: a tied up, giant man, lying right on the floor of the exhibit...with Jedediah on his horse before it. Shaking her head in both disapproval and distaste, the cowgirl moved herself right next to the standing horse her leader rode on, just next its head. Adjusting the black hat upon her head, her pistols sat within the holsters of her waist, and a hunting gun strapped to her back. "Jed, what's going on?", she asked the cowboy in slight curiosity, as she stroked his horse's mane.

Honestly, while watching the scene before her, Annie found this as ridicule. Sure, she may have seen the large beings every time when she was asleep in her constant wax-like position during the daytime, especially the common three, but this was surely ridiculous for a comeback against what seems to be a new guy. For her and the rest of the miniature people, they were only two inches tall. How could they handle such force?

In truth, there was no stopping Jedediah from achieving his goals. That, Annie knew quite clearly. Whenever they both had to settled their differences, shooting competitions (like in the typical Western days) weren't the solution. When it came to winning over Annie, every miniaturized pioneer within the diorama knew well to not compete with her in a public duel. It was clearly declared by Jed tonight to never cross 'Little Miss Sure Shot' (even though he says so to avoid the embarrassment of his guns not being able to work).

He's kidding, right?
That was the only thought that came to Annie's mind when she noticed the incoming train coming down the tunnel in the distance, already figuring out that he intends the kill the giant, shaking her head at the scene.

"Hey, Blondie"

She heard a whisper coming from the giant man laying before her and Jed. Annie wasn't sure whom he was referring to, since both she and the cowboy had blonde hair, although hers was a tiny bit darker. However, she decided to acknowledge him, in order to prevent future hostility from Jedediah. "My name's Annie, sweetheart!", she responded back to him with a loud voice, so he could hear her. "Look, Annie, stop the train, please!", he pleaded quickly to her, practically telling her to stop the nonsense. "I can't do that, sweet cheeks; I'm not the one in charge here! We only follow Jedediah", she told him before making a gesture towards Jed's direction.

Hobbit-LOTR: Quests, Curses, And Guardians { Angel & Polarize }

As the Master tried to escape town with his treasure, the rope that Bard set down out his cell window, got tangled with him, allowing him to break away the prison cell wall. As soon as the bargeman escapes, he found a bow and some arrows in the armory, before running along the rooftops towards the bell tower.

"Stay down!", Saeril murmured softly to Sigrid and Tilda as the boat passed under the foundations of another house, the buildings around them crumbling and burning as they floated down the lake.

The fire blared around the town, surrounding it as Bard climbed onto the bell tower. Spotting Smaug flying about, he grabbed his first arrow and fired. However, they were having no effect on the dragon's hide. Frustrated, he continued to fire many arrows, although there was no injury on the beast each time.