Jones Sparrow

The Marauders (2018)

Hey guys, I finally got back home from a summer of travelling, so I should be getting some posts up today! I'll get the time jump coming, and after everyone kinda recovers I'll dive us into some action >:)

The Marauders (2018)

I was going to time skip when everyone had their fun with poker, but if anyone would like to post some more they're more than welcome to! I'll try to get a post up tonight if everyone's done drinking XD

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Hey there, @Nate1008, welcome back! I too have been busy so I understand exactly how you feel XD

As far as the alien race goes, I think Akaya and I are still a little bit skeptical on them.

How were you planning on creating a character with the race? What role is your character going to play? I’m going to update the roster in a minute to give you more of an idea on what type of roles we are looking for!

We just want to make sure everyone’s gonna be incorporated into the story :)

Also, I’ll probably time jumping us to the morning with the next post, so be looking forward to the hangover posts XD

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It was moments like these... These small moments of bickering, the teasing, the angry curses that the translator system refused to translate. Was Raymond drunk? Extremely, but the scene laid out before him was one of the few that he truly enjoyed. It was definitely interesting to see everyone climb out of their shell in a way--well, except for Josk, who always acted like this. Raymond had never seen the Doctor like this, and he felt guilty for the feelings he got at the sight of her in his jacket (which he planned on winning back, by the way).

The crew bickered and trailed off from his question, which he didn't blame them. He took a long, slow puff of the cigar in between his lips, and let the crew member before him make his move. "I'd find some shitty job on the country side of Earth... I'd work my ass off until I had enough credits to find an antique store, and buy myself an old Human Automobile." He knew the crew wasn't listening, and with his quiet tone he doubted they even cared. He looked at his pile of "winnings" and at his hand again. "I'd work night and day on that piece of shit, and when I finally get it to work, I'd buy myself some beer, drive for hours until I couldn't any longer." He tossed in a couple coins, and tossed his watch into the pot. "I'll sit in the bed of the old rusting piece of junk, and I'd drink, looking up at the night sky, and all of those stars, knowing I'd never have to travel to them again..."

There was a lot he would do if he wasn't a prisoner on the ship. Like his modest Pilot stated, they could be dealing with a lot worse. The Marauders worked hard to get to this point, though. When Raymond became Captain, he was still treated like an animal, having to follow very strict rules and guidelines. He even had to fight some of his crewmates that tried to take control from him.

The truth was, he loved the Monroe. He loved his crew, and despite being forced to be here, he was glad that he got to meet these crazy people--

A voice rang through his head, which made him stop in his tracks, and look up, the smoke from the cigar filling his eyes. He was about to say something until the drunk words of Rae beat him to it, and very casually. There was so much going on in the room, from Josk's pheromones, to the smell of booze, and smoke, and now he was hearing voices in his head? Well, it wouldn't be the first.

"Are we just going to ignore the fact that..." He looked at Rendyl, knowing he was going to sound crazy for even bringing this up. "Was... Was that you?"

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Hey, @Nate1008! I'm glad this RP caught your interest, and I'm sorry that I left you waiting!

Everything @Akayaofthemoon said I completely agreed with.

The Crawl give me a creepy "Flood" vibe from Halo haha! Although it'd be interesting to see, they are also somewhat similar to the "Dread" characters Akaya and I created as the main antagonists of the RP.

Also, creating an antagonist villain would be difficult for pacing. There will be times where the crew isn't in immediate danger, like right now, and having that character put in would either force us to rush through character development moments, or having your character wait to post again.

I'm not opposed to another challenge for the Marauders, but I think the Crawl would be difficult to balance with what's going on, you know?

I suggest making "two" characters that are intertwined at that point. The main character that's a part of the crew, and a second one that's an antagonist and related to your main character (for example: Twins, and one of them was infected by a hivemind-like enemy that's trying to go after their sibling, since it feeds on their memory, maybe trying to get revenge on them for abandoning them).

Again, I don't wanna shut down your idea, but it's just not the direction Akaya and I wanna go with

The Marauders (2018)

Hey, when a bunch of misfits have nothing else to gamble, they result to strip poker.... we just have to make sure the Nark Committee members dont rat us out -.-

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When Tony revealed Rendyl's real age, the Captain looked up in a bit of a wide eyed moment, and then it turned to a smirk as the linguist made his own comeback towards the pilot. Her youthful look and quiet demeanor led Ray to assumptions. There was a lot to learn from this mystery woman. Every part of him told him that keeping her on board would be bad for the crew... but when weren't they in danger? The whole purpose of this expedition crew was to be expendable. At the moment, it felt good to pull a fast one on the Galactic Committee. Tomorrow would be a new day, and that's when Raymond would interrogate their new crew member. He pulled out a cigar and gave it a small sniff, moving his eyes to Rendyl. "Forgive us, we're all a little tired and don't have the best social skills." Ray explained, tossing his part of the initial pot in.

He leaned back in his chair and took a nice puff of the cigar as the crew asked Ren what exactly she would be putting into the pot, since none of them were willing to let the new girl a fortune for free. Once again Ray's eyes lit up when an earring fell into the middle. "Light green isn't really my color, but it'll do." The Captain grinned. "Since Tango will be the least likely to cheat, he will be the dealer from this point on... I'd say good luck to you all, but some at this table don't believe in it, even after all we've gone through." And with that, Raymond tossed his bid into the pot.

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Raymond smacked the device around a little, his vision doubling, but eventually the old box started to play. The "night" on the Monroe had carried out, and a few of them helped themselves to a lot of that Tu'veerian bourbon. Needless to say that most of the crew was more than drunk, including the captain. [color=lightlbue]"That's better. Who's still in?"[/color] Some of the crew had lost their money to put into the pot, so the humans on the crew offered a strip poker option. Fortunately, not many had to lose too many articles. Raymond had lost his jacket and shoes, but managed to win back a small pot.

At this point it was much less about Anderson's chores, and more about pride, and to some, the challenge of the game. Raymond's left hand wasn't shaking too much. "I'd love to see the look on the Council's face if they saw us now. Plastered, drinking and smoking contraband and gambling on a Committee issued ship. They don't give a shit when we do what they ask, but as soon as we start acting up they throw a fit... If you guys could have one day of freedom... One day where no one told you what to do or how to do it, how would you spend it?" He wasn't sure if anyone at the table would answer. After all, they were playing poker and this could have been some sleezy trick. At the same time, Raymond doubted he would remember much of this night.

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Hey guys, I just got back from my trip to Florida. It was a week of celebration, drinking, and remembrance XD I managed to spend a couple hours alone on the beach at night with a rum and coke in my hand. It was tough but I feel more at peace with her passing and all the stress going on. I’ll be sure to get to work on the thread tonight :)

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Hey everyone,

I know I’ve been gone for a little while, and you all probably hate me haha. Every time I feel like I’m back in control of everything going on, another obstacle shows up. I’ve been working hard and studying for my degree for the past few weeks, and didn’t really have time to get back on.

And on Thursday once I finished my finals, I got a call from my dad saying that my grandma passed away. She made herself a rum and coke late at night while my aunt and uncle went to dinner, and they came back to find her on the floor. Paramedics said she wasn’t in any pain, and our family knew that she has been wanting to go for a while now.

I’m absolutely not trying to make you guys feel sorry for me or to feel bad for me, just trying to explain why I’ve been in and out of the site for quite some time now. I’m flying across the country for her funeral, and once that is done, I’ll be back on the site officially for a while.

For everyone that’s stayed with the Marauders, I fucking love you all. I love this story and plot and I’m sorry I’ve had to put it on my back burner.

You guys are amazing, and I plan on catching up later today so we can see where we can take this RP, if you guys would allow me to come back.

Thanks again

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Dev was the first to speak up, and Ray couldn't help but smirk at his comment, but before he could even bring up his own challenge, Valanx approached and sat down. He tossed in a more elegant comment on Lady Luck. It was much better than what Ray's comment would have been. He watched as more and more of his crew started to step up and sit down at the table. Anderson would have been proud to see so many of them joining forces to making poor gambling choices and drinking.

When Rae appeared and gave her own comment, the Captain laughed and shook his head. "And that's why, Doctor, that people like you are banned from casinos on Earth. To them, your money should all be left to chance." He put down the cards, waiting for the crew to appear at the table, and picked up the bottle of Tu'Veerian bourbon. Tango's physical form had appeared to bring glasses. Ray then poured himself a glass, and downed its contents, giving a slight cough. "Shit..." He managed to say.

Now that he had calmed his nerves a bit, Raymond slowly dealt the cards. He nodded a thanks to Tony as he dropped the cigars on the table, and when he called out to deal Rendyl in, the Captain only glanced up at tony, then at the girl, then back down at the cards he was dealing. "I think there's an old story about that. Being dealt a hand of cards by a group of cutthroats and murderers. It's like signing your fate." Raymond knew that Anderson wouldn't want any ill will towards this woman... It seemed she was just as confused as the others.

"Welcome to the Marauders, kid... Teach her how to play fast, because the name of the game is Texas Hold'em, and no you don't need to know anything about Texas to play." He tossed the group their cards, placing down the couple in the center and laying the deck down. "Not only does the winner get the pot, but they also don't have to do their share of Anderson's chores."