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Post Iraqi War era - an emergent desert nation bordering Iraq was destabilized, the palace stormed and the royal family eliminated. The crown warrior prince, Kutaiba, has escaped into exile in the wastes, surviving with his remaining subjects as bandits and arms dealers. Suddenly, a US Embassy...

The Navy captain raised his arms, and a sudden wave carried his boat onto the deck of Ruthaford's ship. He jumped out and presented himself. "What the devil?!?" Ruthaford gawked. "Hello gentlemen, my name is Captain Ikeika of the Navy. I have about five minutes to spare on you. Anymore and...

Meanwhile, the young Navy captain road a small boat, controlling the ocean currents to carry him after the pirate ship at unnatural speed. He tilted his head a little as tue forming maelstrom came into view ahead. "That's strange, I know these waters like the back of my hand, there shouldn't be...

Ruthaford and Wes would be seen manning the ship and sailing alongside the dock to pick up their new comrade. "Jump for it, man!" Ruthaford called to the stranger as they drew near. - "Pirates? Here?" a man of about 20 years, with short spiky hair said. He sat at a desk in a an office, had...

"And here I thought our tricks were weird." Ruthaford smirked. An officer rushed him from behind and Ruthaford nonchalantly dodged around him, slashing down his back and dropping him. Wes caught his daggers, one between each knuckle, and entered the fray directly, slashing with all seven...

The ball expanded hit home in their center ranks, expanding into great arcs that jumped from soldier to soldier. Most of them fell, paralyzed and twitching, to the dock, smoke rising from their bodies. From the other side, more soldiers flanked them and fired. Ruthaford smiled as the bullets...

"Freeze! The lot of you are under arrest for piracy and consorting with pirates respectively." a man at the back of the formation of officers called. "Excuse me," Ruthaford said, "but aren't you supposed to say 'freeze' first and fire second? The hangman has to make a living too." he joked...

"Sounds like you spent too much time in the opium den, mate. In any case, I'm just passing through here on my voyage. Plus, I caught whiff of an old 'friend' in this town. Thought I'd give him a surprise." The man had been referring to the one in the tavern, who had been recruiting divers. As...

A well-built man in vibrant red clothes walked down the length of dock to them, a cutlass at hia side and sash filled with pistols. "What's all this commotion?"

A young man sleeping on the banister of a ship, his bandolier full of dozens of daggers, was spilled overboard by the sudden shaking. With a startled grunt, he splashed into the bay. Bubbles began to trickle up from where he had fallen, then trailed toward an edge of the harbor framed by a...

The man who went to investigate, a youth really, just under twenty, examined the mug. "It's a woman's lipstick mark." he said in confusion. "Did someone overhear us?" "It makes no difference." the captain said waving the boy back to the table. "Sit, have another drink." The boy returned to...

Hey! Floor is open for an interactive work of pirate fiction set in a fantasy world. The plot is loose to accommodate your contributions. Let's improvise together!

It's a clear mid-morning day on the quaint coastal port town. The air is thick with the scent of sea salt in the Harbor, the sea a majestic blue. Many ships are moored along the docks, and some can be seen in the distance, heading into open water, or else returning from their voyages. Seagulls...

I am Razor, an amateur roleplayer and writer with a soft spot for fantasy and horror.