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There is a story of a haunted grave found on outcast. See, the cross placed at the dead pirate's head is made from the cursed bark of the boss stump found there. This pirate found a sad fate while fighting that same stump. It seems that at the end of the fight the stump killed her as she made the final blow to kill the stump. There is a writing on the cross. It reads like this:
There once was a pirate named Kate Who met a cursed fate While fighting this stump He did jump And she swallowed her tonic too late. It is said that she haunts this same isle, warning others of this curse. The curse of hitting the tonic button too late.....Ye be warned! |
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My tombstone will say,
been there done that.. |
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My tombstone will say:
The Cadet be no longer, may he rest in pieces here. (I will work on a graphic thing for it later.) |
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Here lies the Hawke
(But not really) Lost to the hangman's noose (Or so ya think) Decided to give up his pirating ways (Met a girl is more like it) But his fame had traveled far and wide (Turns out that was a bad thing) Got himself hung for the girl he loved (Gettin married an that's far worse!) So here lies the Hawke (But not really) No longer at sea, no longer he be The Hawke |
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Greengene was here but now he's gone. Always it's color, now part of the lawn! ![]() ![]() ![]() Last edited by CaptainGreenGene; 10-30-2009 at 03:22 AM.. Reason: Had to add more green!! |
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Here She Lies, Lest We Forget,
The Fearless Blade of Charlotte, To Battle Fierce She Swiftly Went, By Grievous Blow Was Finally Spent. Last edited by Cpt. Charlotte Doyle; 10-28-2009 at 08:03 PM.. |
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Alright here it goes....
Being dead is not a fright Simply being alive might Now JACK here is lifeless And now knife-less Sad as it can be He'll be across the sea Haunting and Hunting Alive or Dead Serving for the ones He once tread It should like something like this: A stubby arc shaped concrete thing very run down with the stupid poem i wrote and must never be visited Born - 1795 Died - 1864 |
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I be Dead... Now what?
Here lies Jack Swordfish, but, to you, a friend, To which we are very sad to apprehend That he was recently sent to be "mend" At the Fisherman's Bend, but therefore witnessed THE END Might as well give it a go
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(The following coincides with my story "The Fireheart Sisters" aka "Maria Fireheart's Journal." Parts you may recognize, the rest, in a way hints to the direction of the story..
)Here lies Juliana Fireheart: Dead by the hand of her sister Maria. It had to be done there was no other way. For she was so heinously lead astray, by he who's evil love took over her being. "She will have a hand in death" The old man said who had foreseen, her fiery future, her dying breath. "Die she must or death will transpire" Was the only answer to this situation, so dire. Maria knew what had to be done, She had to end what they had begun. And so she took the dagger and pierced her heart. Finally freed from her wicked lover's curse. Juliana slowly fell to the floor, with look of relief upon her face, For she knew the world was safe once more. Last edited by Juliana Maria; 10-30-2009 at 04:18 AM.. |
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To this day, we still don't know
The truth behind this tragic woe. This here be Luckie O'Clover, once luckier than any This Pirate Pixie had mates, good cheer, and wisdom a plenty It matters not in life whether it be win, lose, or fail Although you can't control the wind, you CAN adjust your sail. Did I make it? Last edited by Luckie OClover; 10-30-2009 at 04:24 AM.. Reason: removed fancy font, made it easy read |
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Post it here probably.
Here's mine: Shadowsoul was quite the pirate Until the events that evil night. He was fighting the undead on Padres Until he saw Jolly Roger's face. He ran as fast as he could, just as he knew he should. But Jolly Roger was faster and you know what happens after. Now old Shadow is one of the undead and these were the last words he said: UNDEAD MEN TELL GOOD TALES!!! Last edited by Shadowsoul; 10-04-2009 at 09:25 PM.. |
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Liz was a whiz in the sailing biz
For she loved the ocean blue Twas a dreadful night when she saw the surface fizz Up came the Flying Dutchman bold and true The organ played and the cannons roared Down with her ship she went Back to the depths the Dutchman soared Now here her time is spent |
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Here lies Eliza,
She fought long and hard On land and at sea Until one day an enemie's cannon rang true and her ship became her tomb at the bottom of the deep |
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RIP Hunny...
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