Avast, me hearties! Pirate Captain Hobblin' Juliana Smithe, here. I've recently turned to piracy, and 'ave been lookin' for a crew to join me. Luckily, I didn't 'ave to look far to find some fine maritime lads and lasses that signed on to me Pirate Code. We are preparin' to set sail soon!
Part of our preparation is to give 'em all a proper pirate name. Let's see, we've got Tyler the Terrible, Pinkbeard, Anita Backstabber, Tennis Elbow Wenchy, Fish Food Bob, Patches and Cap'n Elliot to name a few.
We gulped down some "hard tack" pirate biscuits in the dark to avoid seeing the weevils that had infested our food below deck. (not really) Me new crew sings a lovely sea shantie. Ask 'em to sing it to ye.
The next order of business was to assign crew positions. Every member of our crew is important to the smooth sailing of our ship! I may be the Captain, but I have little power. Pirate Ships run as a true democracy, with voting and majority rule. The Pilot and Sea Artist steer us toward trade routes, the Quartermaster decides which booty to acquire, the Master Gunner keeps us protected, the Carpenter keeps our ship in good working condition, the Boatswain keeps the crew in order, the Surgeon helps to amputate injured limbs, and the Striker keeps the Cook's pantry full with sea creatures she's trapped. We're ever so glad to have a Cabin Boy and Powder Monkey aboard as well.
Next week, our Pirate crews will be designing their own pirate flags, and hunting for buried treasure! ARRRRgh!
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