π΄ββ οΈ π Happy Keel Hauliday everyone! π π΄ββ οΈ
I thought it might be fun to experiment with a new HA game to celebrate. If you're anything like me, you have a great deal of fun making HA's that fit with the current Subeta holiday. I want to see everyone's pirate/sailor/adventurer/undersea HA's! Here's the game-- you must come up with a way in which your HA has interacted with the HA above you. It can be as simple or as complex as you fancy. Perhaps they have been in a barfight or buried a treasure hoarde together! The world is your oyster. π¦ͺ
Of course there's no post above mine... I'll say it's someone, or something, my HA thought they saw once. A ghost ship, sailing in the distance-- perhaps real, perhaps not.
~ definitely was lured by his siren song ;)
is locked in an intense race with my avatar to find a legendary treasure first. Rival ships and all that.
Oh sure I know this person. Dragged me up on the ship an' all that for good luck or somethin'. Land lubbers and their superstitions, the whole lot o' them! The view is nice though. After I'm done sightseein' we'll see if we're still friends.
Looking for and
We were neighbors of sorts before they got pulled to the surface - I still remember the time they helped me find the ingredients for my special potions in the southern tide pools. I would say I hope they're safe, but in truth, it's the crew of humans that are in danger, if you ask me.
I caught you raiding through the same not-so-burried/hidden-anymore loot as I was planning to. Once we locked eyes I simply held up my hands and backed away slowly until out of sight then ran back to my ship
we crossed paths during the tsunami, though you were not the pirate I hunt after for my vengeance. I spared you with a grim look and wild laughter as my rotten ship sank back beneath the waves.
Aye, I've 'eard legends o' the undead ship that roams the sea at night, and the vessel's wicked captain. Though I be doubtful about the story's truth... Me crew makes sure to stay on high alert durin' foggy nights.
(Though I doubt anythin' will happen, since I dragged that mermaid up on me ship fer luck, after all.)
Well I ought to be knowin' ye, see'n as yer me cap'n, who just sent me off to comandeer a keg o rum from this'ere tavern.
Quite the crafty and headstrong wench, to stab a hole through me chest. 'Fraid it'll take a little more than that to put me back in the grave, lass. Now do scurry on back to ye captain, we dead have business to conduct at this port.
I've been trying to sell you my "properly procured" wholesale wares... still don't understand why you're not interested