Bloody Barges {Game/RP}

[Gwai]

The Whisper

This was getting fun. The Whisper smiled to herself as she lobbed a few more rocks. She might not be hitting much, but she was having a great time doing so.

She felt a natural with this sea stuff. Granted, she was still in the bay, and she hadn’t actually done very much besides lob volleys of rocks at other boats (ships?). But the wind in her hair, salty breeze, the hope of rum in the hold...there was quite a bit to recommend a seafaring life.

J8, L7

[Wamba_the_Fool]

Jino the Juice-monger

Gleefully gambolling on goopy fruit corpses, Jino the Juice-monger jeeringly rejoices. Winding the windlass of weakening arm, Jino the slinger doth wish you much harm!

Y15, A15

[Moriel]

@Androthelm, you have been SUNK! Viscous strategery by Vilka has led to your downfall, and your boat sinks to the bottom of the bay! You may now observe, flounder about, try to climb aboard someone else's ship, drown, whatever.

@Lirimaer, you have been SUNK! Before Shasta went down he managed to unleash one more short from his ballista, and it spelled your doom, sending your barge to the bottom of the bay! You may now observe, flounder about, try to climb aboard someone else's ship, drown, whatever.

@Frostbite, you have sustained damage! However carelessly lobbed, some rocks come crashing through your craft!

[Taethowen]

Vilka, Feeling Like She Has a Chance

Four other vessels. Four vessels sunk, and another one damaged, and the bay was starting to look passable again. But there was still quite a ways to go before the battle was finished.

Vilka's throat was not appreciating the yelling, though, and so this time she stepped up next to her cannon-master and spoke in a normal voice, "there, and there." while pointing at two spots in the bay.

(K7, D3)

[The Good Hunter]

Fleeg, Getting Wet

No! No, no no. Noooooooo! A rock flew out of nowhere and hit Fleeg’s boat. A gout of water rose up high over the prow of the boat and knocked Fleeg onto his butt. He panicked. Screaming bloody murder, Fleeg ran from one end of his craft to the other. It was a rather short trip. But he had to find a way to try himself before the water got too comfortable. This was the worst! The worst! He knew he was doomed now. Wait. Wait just a minute! Who knew he was out here? Someone who wanted his blood shop and wanted to steal his wasp apiary idea. Who had he told about that one? Oh no! He knew who it was! His cHaOs BrO! That dastardly Reg! Fleeg howled spat a giant green ball of phlegm in the direction he assumed that big stupid orc was hiding. That have him an idea. If he was going to really get his ChAoSBRo he was going to need a really good idea. He stripped off his shirt and his vest and began moistening it with the nastiest phlegm balls, sneezes, and loogies that he could. This would teach Reg!

(V5, V6)

[Gwai]

The Whisper

It was fun, but intense. Two more crafts bit the proverbial dust, although granted it was in the water. Rocks and various other projectiles were flying like crazy. Truly this was the life.

A couple rocks were landing too close for comfort. She ducked, and then returned another volley, spitting out some splashed salt water. There were some survivors struggling on the water, and she waved, glad she wasn’t them.

L8, M7 please

[Wamba_the_Fool]

Jino the Juice-monger

With doltish delight, the durian dealer derided the damaged devils: "Fools, feeling the full folly of fleeing from my fury!" He let fly.

X14, T14

[Zôrzimril]

Regdûsh, Thoroughly Confused

It had . . . begun to rain? Reg peered out over the water and saw a shower of thick green droplets in the air. What was going on? Was someone shooting boogers or, even worse, fresh vegetables about in a firefight? What kind of idiot would do such a thing?!

Cursing hotly both under and over his breath, Reg pulled yet another bottle of wine from its crate and sucked down all of its contents in one go. "Ahhhh," he gasped. He then wandered over to the crate of clothes and fished around for some likely candidates to throw about. Lacy underwear and a poofy shirt seemed as good as boogers and perhaps more embarrassing should they land on someone's head. Into the catapult they went to begin their journey into the sky.

F4, M11

[Moriel]

In a turn of events both hilarious and appalling, no one has managed to hit anything this round.

[The Good Hunter]

Fleeg, Weirded Out by All This Fog

So the booger shirt idea failed. Had he really expected it to succeed? Again, Fleeg was no master of aerodynamics but he had hoped for more than this. The fog was closing in around him at a very alarming rate. His ChAOs3ro once tried to scare Fleeg by telling him giant bug like creatures with tentacles and acid lived in the fog but Fleeg knew that was a lie. Right? Right? Okay, it’s okay. There are no giant bugs in the mist Fleeg, no giant… oh Master what was that! Fleeg dive under a wooden crate, hiding from… a junebug? It was a junebug. Oh… oh dear! There were hundreds of junebugs on the ship! Ahhh! Wait, could it be possible for him to gather these bugs in a box or two and use it as trebuchet fodder? Brilliant Fleeg! Just brilliant!

(N8, N9)

[Taethowen]

Vilka, Amused

There were a few moments of silence across the bay--well, silence from shouting and various things being pelted through the air, but sea birds and lapping water and wind were ever present--as every. single. shot. fired. missed.

"Bloody barges..." Vilka muttered, pointing back at the first shot she'd ordered. "That one shouldn't have missed. Time to go again!"

(L6, L5)

[Wamba_the_Fool]

Jino the Juice-monger

The rotten fruit is quickly dwindling - now is not the time for dawdling! Let fly, thou seared soul! Assuage thy ruined conscience with violence, spread thine anger all over the bay like flotsam - the wrack and ruin of thy life must have attendants for the underworld.

S13, U13

[Zôrzimril]

Regdûsh, Mad at Fleeg

Ehhhhh. The underpants had floated serenely in the breeze before landing lightly on the waves. Reg rolled his eyes and pounded a fist on his catapult. Was he cursed? Was ScaryZôr actually real? Had he incurred her wrath by denying Fleeg's ridiculous stories and refusing to play that dumb game with the mirrors? No, no. The scary lady with red hair and a fox was not, could not be real. Stupid Fleeg, the hairy little caterpillar, making him question himself!

"I'll get you yet, you little squirt!" Reg roared at the sky, imagining that Fleeg must be out there on an enemy boat. He loaded the catapult with some new ammunition (more eggs and more books) and croaked as he took aim, "Now hit something, you worthless garbage!!!"

F9, T13

[Gwai]

The Whisper

So much for getting good at this. Everything she was launching was hitting just the water. Hopefully not those poor unfortunate souls bobbing in the water, although she was still undecided how much she actually cared about that.

Shrugging and deciding not to worry too much about it, she launched a few more volleys. She’d have to hit something at some point, if due to luck than anything else.

W9, C3

[Moriel]

@Hoarfrost, you have been SUNK!! A barrage of cannon fire from Vilka destroys your barge, sending it to the bottom of the bay. You may now observe, flounder about, try to climb aboard someone else's ship, drown, whatever.

@Gwai, you sustained damage! Battered by eggs, books, and rotton fruit, your craft begins to crumble!

@Zôrzimril, you have sustained damage! Rocks splinter your deck for the first time!

[Wamba_the_Fool]

((OOC @Moriel : Not seeing a dot for S13 on this most recent map, green or red. Edit: Or F9. ))

[Moriel]

((@Wamba_the_Fool: Thank you!! image and post have been updated ))

[Wamba_the_Fool]

((OOC @Moriel : I know I'm in Mordor and should probably not complain about my opponents getting sunk unawares, but: I don't think anyone shot at <redacted by Moriel in the interest of fairness> yet. ))

[Taethowen]

(OOC @Moriel I concur with @Wamba_the_Fool. I think Gwai was sunk a little too quickly in this case. In fact, I think you marked my V14 shot from a round or two ago as <redacted by Moriel in the interest of fairness> accidentally.)

[Moriel]

@Wamba_the_Fool @Taethowen ((AW SHOOT well I think it's fully fixed now, sorry @Gwai but I'm pretty sure you're getting sunk anyway soon Uhhh let's just say it's Mordor and you are being punished for my poor editing))

[Taethowen]

Vilka, Strategizing Again

The problem with fewer ships in the bay meant that more skill was actually required when it came to aiming their cannon. Vilka had let out a whoop! when the last two rounds hit, unlike the previous shots before those. Now as she surveyed the much less crowded bay, but still too much to maneuver through, she realized she would need to be more prudent with her shots.

"Swing the cannon 'round again!" she ordered, pointing off in the distance at two more spots. "Fire at will!"

(V13, X9)

(Sorry @Gwai)

[The Good Hunter]

Fleeg, Ahhhh-ing and Climbing Aboard Regdûsh's Sinking Ship

Ahhhhhhhh! The boat was going down! His green life flashed before his eyes as the terrifying waves began to close in around him. Water, water everywhere and not a drop to drink! This was the absolute worst way to die! Fleeg screamed and screamed and screamed, utterly doomed. He began to paddle like a drowning cat as hard an as fast as he could. He had no idea where he was going but the little green goblin was not going down without a fight! Reg was gonna have to finish him off in person, orc vs goblin, like real minions should! Where Regdûsh was in all this fog was a conundrum but Fleeg still had no doubt those rocks came from him! Who else would bring rocks aboard a ship? An orc with rocks for brains! There he was! Fleeg would recognize that hideous mug anywhere. He climbed aboard the ship and just as he was about to launch a surprise assault on his cHaOs BrO he was hit in the face by a flying angry chicken. Oh god! Ahhhhhhh! This boat was sinking too! Had Regdûsh been screwing up and trying to sink himself too? Fleeg wouldn’t outfit passed him. He grabbed the chicken, squawking nastiness and everything, and shoved it butt first into the nearest hole. “Reg you idiot! What are you doing!?”

(OOC: Fleeg's arrival on Greg's boat done with @Zôrzimril's approval )

[Gwai]

The Whisper

She was going down, there was no doubt. Before she yelled "Timber!", she had time for one last volley. She ducked as a barrage of rotten fruit and eggs started hitting her craft. Should she have been using those for ammunition too? Perhaps that was where she went wrong. No, she decided, she went wrong in stealing the boat in the first place. Land probably would have been a much safer choice. She had a feeling she was going for a swim soon, so she hastily took off her shoes and stuffed them into a bag, before getting ready to abandon ship.

N6, L10

(OOC--Guessing I'm the redacted one, dying anyway! Cool name for a band: The Redacted Ones, btw )

[Wamba_the_Fool]

Jino the Juice-monger

Finally, finally the bay was feeling free of flagships, though flotsam floated like a fleet on the foam. Still, the malevolent merchant menaced his bay-mates, mean-mugging, and slinging mushy missiles their way.

W8, V9

[Wamba_the_Fool]

((OOC @Gwai : I used to play bass for The Redacted Ones! ))

[Zôrzimril]

Regdush, Causing ChAoS with Fleeg

With a splintering of wood, a huge rock crashed into Reg's ship. He felt the boat sway beneath him from the impact and nearly lost his balance. "Gahhhhh, you stone-hurling so-and-sos!!!" he roared, shaking his fist at the world for lack of anyone more specific to blame.

Just as the echoes of his shout died, a small green figure clambered onto the deck. "FLEEG!" Reg yelled with both delight and fury at the sight of his ChaoS bRo. "What the blazes are you doing here, you overturned mushroom? I didn't know you could swim! HA!" His delight soured, though, when Fleeg called him an idiot and stuffed a perfectly good chicken missile into the boat's new hole.

Eyes narrowed, Reg stalked over to the still-soaking-wet goblin, hoisted him up by the back of his pants (no doubt causing an immense wedgie) and stuffed his BrO into the catapult. Fleeg might think himself clever, but he had nothing on Reg when it came to brute strength.

"You think I need help from the likes of you, do you?!" Reg growled, grinding his teeth. He shoved yet another chicken into the goblin's arms. "Take this blasted bird and get outta here!" With that, Fleeg sailed away, followed quickly by An Encyclopedia of Green Things.

D9, J9

(Fleeg launched by his CHaoS brO with permission from the Frosty one)

[Moriel]

@Gwai, you have been SUNK!! With a final barrage of cannon fire, your barge disintegrates and sinks to the bottom of the bay. You may now observe, flounder about, try to climb aboard someone else's ship, drown, whatever.

@Zôrzimril, you have sustained damage! Cannon fire cracks more of your planks.. things are getting serious!

[Wamba_the_Fool]

Jino the Juice-Monger

Seething a sibilant hiss through his twisted, sideways lips, the surly starfruit-seller still slings - sudden spurts of speed straining steaming sinews.

P12, N13

[The Good Hunter]

Fleeg, Discovering His Aerodynamics

Yup, that’s me flying through the air and screaming like a Nazgûl. You’re probably wondering how I got here. Well that’s not what this story is about so if you don’t already know, go kiss Shelob for me. So there I was, flying through the air, soaring over an endless oc… okay apparently it’s not endless, or an ocean. Well that was nice to know, I still had no idea where in heck Reg had kidnapped me to (goblinknapped?). He was going to get his, I can tell you that! I wasn’t sure what was going to happen to him, or if I was even going to survive to see it, but I knew. Then, all of the sudden, like a dwarf unleashing a balrog, I began turning. I’m not much for physics and aerodynamics and flight and whatever else should be dumped alongside there to make me look smart, but I could tell this wasn’t normal. Apparently, goblins can boomerang (no idea what that means, I just like the sound of the word). With all speed I began careening back toward my chAOs brO. I could wait to see the look on his dumb as a bag of bats face when I arrived back on deck. The chicken, sadly, got away from me. I got a little hungry midflight and when I tried to bite off his head he squawked at me and flew away. Joke’s on him though, I’m the only thing flying today! “Hey Reg! Blinky says yipped ki yay!” I crashed into my CHaoS BRo with all the force of a raging goblin because, well that’s what I am.

[Gwai]

The Whisper

She’d heard something in the past about captains going down with their ships, but as the boat went down, she dismissed that as nonsense and dove overboard before she got sucked down with what was left of the craft.

There was quite a lot of debris in the water, and she pulled herself on top of a large door that was fortuitously floating on the water. Clearly there would be no room on there for any other survivors, as she needed her personal space. Maybe she would wash up on some tropical island, be made a queen, and live in luxury! Or perhaps she’d get torpedoed by more fruit. Who knew what would happen (probably the fruit.)

[Zôrzimril]

Regdûsh, In Pain and In Trouble

Another round of rocks rocked the boat beneath Reg's feet. He launched some more projectiles in a hurry, then staggered into the side of the catapult, hitting his funny bone hard. "Owwwwwww!" he roared, grabbing his elbow and hopping in place with his eyes closed and teeth gritted against the pain. Well, he thought he was in pain, but then, with a great SMACK, something wet and slimy and horrible crashed into his face. "YEAAAARGGHHH!"

His eyes flew open and, to his utter shock, there was Fleeg laying sprawled on the splintered deck. "What - how - where - WHY?!?!!" Reg spat. All the pain in his elbow forgotten, he staggered toward his oRb sOaHC on unsteady feet as the ship groaned beneath them, taking on more water by the second. With a fierce wind-up, he aimed a kick at Fleeg's stupid face with its stupid mouth full of stupid teeth. But the boat moved again and he missed and his legs went out from under him.

An orc and a goblin lay pretty much defeated on the deck of a sinking ship. What else could go wrong?

O8, P12

[Taethowen]

Vilka, Contemplating

One more ship sunk. Vilka could see one more in the distance that was on its last leg, and she pointed it out to the cannon-master and then surveyed the surrounding water. She realized there was only her and one other vessel still without injury, but she was having a hard time getting an aim on it.

"Well, all we can do is try!" she muttered, and pointed out the second shot once the first cannonball was away.

(V7, Y9)

[Moriel]

@Zôrzimril, you have been SUNK!! With a final blast of cannonfire from Vilka your barge collapses completely and sinks to the bottom of the bay, sending both chAOs brOs into the drink! You may now observe, flounder about, try to climb aboard someone else's ship, drown, whatever.

@Taethowen, you have sustained damage! The skies darken with cotton fruit, and it comes crashing through your deck!

ONLY TWO CRAFT REMAIN AFLOAT!!
Who will emerge victorious? Jino the jingoistic Juice-monger, or Vilka the Vicious?!! Astonishingly, Jingo remains unscathed! Can Vilka hunt him down before her damage turns deadly?!

[Wamba_the_Fool]

Jino the Juice-monger

There once was a merchant named Jino,
Whose morning commute was just too slow;
He revved up his sling,
For fruit he would fling;
Those blocking ships to the depths would go!

N12, O13

[Taethowen]

Vilka, Starting to Panic

"So close!" Vilka hissed as she ducked to avoid flying shards of wood, the vessel shuddering beneath her feet. "We're so close to making it through and now we get hit, dammit all."

She was running out of time and she knew it. With a sigh, and a bit of desperation, Vilka pointed out two more shots, and the cannon-master fired away.

(P9, P10)

[Zôrzimril]

Regdûsh, Learning to Float

Huh. Everything moved in slow-motion as Reg and Fleeg were tossed from the sinking vessel and into the water. He thought he saw a large sea-creature surface and swallow up his ChAoS BRO, but maybe that was wishful thinking.

Unlike Fleeg, he wasn't deathly afraid of water, but he had never learned to swim too well. The best he could do was paddle around in the hot tubs at the spa. So he latched onto a nearby piece of the wreckage and tried teaching himself to float. Apart from the lingering booms of cannons, he felt mighty peaceful out here in the water. Maybe he should really learn to swim . . .

[Moriel]

@Taethowen, you have sustained further damage! Showers of rhyme-slung fruit shower around you, pummeling your poor craft! If there was ever time to get a better aim on Jino, it's now...

[The Good Hunter]

Fleeg, Ruining Perfect Moments

What? Fleeg was desperate. The boat that his ChaOs BRo had stolen (there was no way that jalopy was his) sank as soon as he managed to punch Reg in the face. Wait. Wait. Had Fleeg been the one to cause the final bit of damage? Yes! Fleeg decided that was exactly what happened and there was no way anyone was going to tell him different. Sadly, instead of triumph and gloating, Fleeg had a bigger problem, a wetter problem. He was in the water!!! He sank into the murky depths as he screamed, bubbles the color of Reg’s puke filled the water and floated upward. Was that… a door? Deep in the water and sinking like a sack of poe-tay-toes, he thought he saw the shadow of something large enough to definitely hold him and another person on it. Though not Reg, Reg could drown for all Fleeg cared. Okay he did care but he still wanted to stab his BrO oF ChaOS in the face with a spoon. With the speed and grace of a shark (more like a dying cat) Fleeg shot up through the water and burst through the door. He heaved a sigh of relief only to find a… woman? What was a woman doing on this door? Well there was enough room on this raft for the two of them. Maybe she’d help throw things at Reg too.

[Gwai]

The Whisper
Floating on a Door Clearly Only Large Enough for One Person

As long as she didn’t think about sharks, this actually wasn’t so bad. The water wasn’t too cold, and it was kind of fun watching the other boats get hit with various items she wouldn’t have necessarily thought of using as a weapon.

Her pleasant float was abruptly cut short when the door burst open, and a face popped up through the water. The Whisper blinked. That wasn’t exactly what she had been expecting.

“I’m glad you’re not a shark,” she said simply, offering him a hand to drag him onto the door. “Don’t move too much! I don’t want us to tip over!” she warned. It was squished and they would have to be mindful not to capsize, but they could make it work. It was better than drowning. She would save that for someone she truly loved, and then only if the water was icy and hypothermia would set in within minutes.

[Taethowen]

Vilka, Bewildered

"How is rotten fruit doing this much damage?" Vilka shouted at the crew as she ducked, tossing buckets in their direction to start bailing out the vessel. "How have you been maintaining this thing?!"

"Cannon master!" she hollered, pointing out two more shots. "Fire!"

(T7, T9)

[Wamba_the_Fool]

Jino the Juice-Monger

Clearly fatiguing, raspily breathing, arm-muscles screaming, could he be dreaming?

Just... a couple... more... YAH

N11, N14

[Moriel]

@Taethowen, you have sustained damage!! With a great YAH, yet more fruit pummels your craft! Your own cannonfire goes far wide of the mark, as the bay creeps in... clearly it wants to claim your ship. But you're not finished yet!! Can Vilka pull a stalemate from the jaws of defeat and sink Jino before he claims victory?!

[Wamba_the_Fool]

Jino the Juice-monger

The oldish man sucked down stained air and took a moment to collect himself. His arm felt like falling off, his head was fairly spinning, and he wasn't sure at all that he'd get his usual spot in the souk, or any spot for that matter. The bay looked like a typhoon had swept through, and- BOOM! BOOM! Cannon-fire? Someone was still afloat in all this?

Not if Jino had his say. Sheer malevolent cussedness had gotten him through his miserable, joyless life thus far, and it would see him through again.

The sling began spinning again...

N10

[Taethowen]

Vilka, Panicking

"I don't even care anymore, just hit something!" she hollered at the cannon-master. "Aim wherever!"

There was no hope for her poor barge. It was rapidly taking on water, and there was no way any of them could bail it out fast enough to keep it afloat. "I should have stuck to wagons," she moaned.

(C8, D8)

[The Good Hunter]

Fleeg, Probably Moving Too Much

Fleeg sat his wet butt on the door and pouted. Who did this woman think she was to order him to sit still? She acted it was her door he gatecrashed. Well, okay he supposed it was true, it was her door. As long as she agreed to throw dead fish at his CHaoS BRo then he’d follow whatever weird rules she came up with. It was only a matter of minutes before Fleeg needed to move, his legs were falling asleep and… oh no… He was on one end of the door and the woman was on the other, when he shifted to move his legs out from underneath him he toppled face first into the water, throwing off the balance they had managed and flipped the door over. He clung to the overturned portal like a drowning cat, his yellow eyes piteously staring at the woman hoping she didn’t decide to drown him right then and there. “Please don’t kill me! I’ll… I’ll give you a murder hornet free of charge if you let me live. No, no two murder hornets!” He splashed like a bear running from a spider.

[Gwai]

The Whisper
This Is Why Doors Are Only Big Enough For One Person

It only took a couple of minutes for the new guy, Fleeg his name was, apparently, to flip the door open. Fortunately, she could swim, and she soon popped back onto the surface, spluttering, and pushing her wet hair out of her eyes. "What part of don't move too much didn't you understand?" she asked, exasperated, as she grabbed hold of the other end of the door. "And what if there's sharks in here, hmmm? Have you asked yourself that? Now we're just floating in here, like a buffet table!" she pointed out, seriously thinking about stabbing Fleeg in the eyehole, before deciding that might actually attract more sharks. Fleeg must have followed her line of thought, because he soon offered two murder hornets in exchange for his life. "Two Murder Hornets, you say?" she asked, calculating how just much they would be worth. Transportation was an annoying issue for Murder Hornets, but she could probably get him to help with that, too. "Just stop splashing while I think!" she said testily, still worried about attracting sharks. If she'd had any sense at all she would have pushed him into the water to drown when he first popped up on the door, like a rabbit running from a lizard.

[Moriel]

@Taethowen, you have been SUNK!! At last your boat gives way beneath the relentless barrage of fruit, and cracks in half, sinking to the bottom of the bay!

Which means...

@Wamba_the_Fool
CONGRATULATIONS to Jino the Juice-monger on his intrepid raft, which has escaped any damage whatsoever and fought to win the day!! You win the renown (or possibly revulsion) of all!! And perhaps a jingle in your pocket.


This thread will remain open for a few more days for final posting, congratulations, curses, etc!
Keep your eyes peeled for the next exciting mordor game

[Taethowen]

Vilka, Sunk

"Oh blast it all!" she hollered. "Abandon ship! Save yourselves, crew, and I never want to lay bloody eyes on you again! You're terrible at this!"

"I'll get you next time, Juice-monger!" Vilka hollered just before she dove off the ship and into the water, which was at least refreshing and cool.

OOC @Wamba_the_Fool - Congrats! I knew you had to be in a raft but there was just too much dang open space to figure out where, LOL!

[The Good Hunter]

Fleeg, Negotiator Extraordinaire

“If I keep splashing,” the goblin said between over dramatic gasps for air, “the sharks might try to get my ChaOs BRo and I can’t think of anything better to happen to him. Did you know he tried to steal my Black Market stalls by stranding me out here? Jokes on him though, he thought he'd watch me get sunk out here but he got sunk hisself! What a buffoon! Anyway, you help me get back to shore and two murder hornets are yours! They’re an excellent distraction or weapon. I will say now I am not responsible for any damages they might cause upon escape or misuse. There are slanderous rumors going about that say I unleashed a swarm of them near Cirith Ungol but that is a filthy lie started by Reg so don’t you believe it… say… uh, what kind of sharks are hereabouts? The weird ones with the face? Or those great big white ones. Oh… oh hurry and get me out of this hellhole!”

Congrats on a game well played @Wamba_the_Fool

[Wamba_the_Fool]

Jino the Juice-monger

The sun-browned, wire-crowned, grim-nosed sharper
Sat down, un-drowned, but a shade darker.
Deep sigh, realized that he's still livin',
Hooked-nose, wrinkled-toes, just starts driftin'.
(Driftin', driftin', driftin', driftin'...)

That stall in the souk is already long-gone;
They all wouldn't stoop to right a dawn-wrong.
"But I wouldn't either," rasps the greedy mouth-breather
As he lays back in leisure, the gimlet-eyed geezer.
(Driftin', driftin', driftin', driftin'...)

So he drifts on the aft of the shallow-draft raft,
And there let us leave him a bedraggled daft rat.
I'll pray for his soul, though he's old, there is time
For redemption 'fore death. 

space(And that's all of my rhyme.)

spacespacespace (Driftin', driftin', driftin', driftin'...)


((OOC: Thanks for running the thread, @Moriel! GGs everyone!))