Post by OLIVIA HADDOCK on May 23, 2011 20:57:46 GMT -5
| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,450px,true][atrb=cellspacing,0px,true][atrb=style, width: 450px; background: url(http://i52.tinypic.com/otj5sn.jpg); background-color: #B9B4B7; border-top-left-radius: 50px; -moz-border-radius-topleft: 50px; border-top-right-radius: 50px; -moz-border-radius-topright: 50px; border-bottom-left-radius: 50px; -moz-border-radius-bottomleft: 50px; border-bottom-right-radius: 50px; -moz-border-radius-bottomright: 50px; padding: 10px, bTable] ( A PIRATE'S LIFE FOR ME ) ( this captain goes down with the ship, all hands on deck, stand hip-to-hip. i shout the orders, "shoot to kill!" i'm dressed to thrill, i'm dressed to thrill. and all my enemies, i want their eyes to see their captain walk the plank, destroy them, rank by rank ) The iron scent carried about the city as the sun began to wane. It would seem that several ships have been docked around Rustboro, and it one bit of rumor were to be correct, there was to be plenty of Pokemon up for grabs. No one would notice under the growing darkness...well, aside from the potential mercenaries likely out to shoot a lady dead and ask if she was married afterwards. It wouldn't be an easy mission, but if Olivia was anything above all, she was determined to make some glorious coins. She had a bit of a plan on her, simple enough. Question would be if she were to pull it off nicely enough. Hidden away in a dark alley, she stood, cloaked under a battered robe and with dusted glasses, almost to blend in amongst the elderly. If she was to go and pillage, she would at least scout and pinpoint which Pokemon would be valuable enough. The very thought of riches and hot-blooded goodness made the captain grin with eagerness, as she softly trotted into the crowds, inching closer and closer within the crowds. "Arr...Alright, then, just a little go around, pop in, pop out and pay day. Shouldn't be too hard for me...." he softly said as she let out a cough and adjusted her frail glasses, as she trekked on to her nearest target. TAGS :: you and you LYRICS :: rum is for drinking, not for burning by senses fail. NOTES :: go here |
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