Jack Sparrow Being Chased

(Adam dozed off in the sun, imagining him and his own pirate crew sailing on the high seas like it was nobody's business. he smiled at the thought of being called 'captain')

Mythic: OI! Wake up fruit boy! *shots a blank from his coconut gun*

(Adam jolts awake.) AK! Wah, did the boat broke? I mean break! did the boat break?

Mythic: we're about to set sail, apple. to your position. and if you doze off without permission, there won't be a blank the next time

aye, captain! (Scurries off to his position on the ship.)

Mythic sighs: these humans...so complicated... *looks at his pet Chompy, who is the biggest thing on the ship* at least you understand me, boy
Chompy: Arf.

((Imagine owning a giant 10 foot demon venus fly trap that just makes cute dog sounds))

Venusaur

H M M

What?

(he begins fixing the numerous holes and cracks on the ship, even down to the minute imperfections in the wood.) "Golly, this ship sure has seen it's fair share of conflict, hasn't it Captain?"

BC: yeah. Ran into the Kraken awhile back, had sushi for days

"Yeah, and that was just its tentacle! imagine what we could have done with the whole thing...."
(Adam starts drooling at the thought of an island of nothing but fried calamari and half-clothed mermaids.)

Mythic: I can see your thoughts. humans are so weird

(Adam immediately clears his mind.) "S-sorry captain!" he goes back to work fixing the ship.

Mythic: why are most of my crew humans, anyway? I should have at least 2 more plants.
He goes on the wheel, and starts to set sail.
Mythic: Chompy, you're my first mate, best friend, and a diety. What more could I ask for?
Chompy: a bigger ship, and crew members who don't constantly think of lewd pictures of mermaids?
Mythic: true, true.

(Okai, here!)

Flower, meanwhile stuck around at the mast, swirling a glass of alcohol. "Hey, cap'n, you have anything you want done today?"

Mythic: no, just chilling, pillaging the dumb Brits, stuff like that.

((Where do I start?))

Anywhere

K, I started it

Get on shield

Hey I’m in shield

Sword I mean

Flower snorted, "As long as its not the Frenchies. And even then, they deserve some plundering."

Chompy laughs at this, shaking the boat

Flower gave Chompy a quick scratch behind the ears, "Ey, Im right though, eh?"

Chompy nods: woof!

Flower smirked a bit, before downing the rest of her glass.

Frost seemed to have a slightly triggered look.
“Will this ship move already?!”

Andres leaned against a cannon, looking bored out of his mind. He was tapping his foot impatiently, waiting for something interesting to happen. Anything, really, besides another day of seeing nothing but water everywhere...

“Hey, you. Will the ship move soon?”

Cannon: yo. Can you not lean on me?

(Adam sat, eating an orange he recently grew.)
"mmmm. sho good!"

Mythic sees something in the distance: BRITS ON THE STARBOARD SIDE!

“Woah woah, please. Calm. Down.”

"oh boy!" (Adam chucked the orange off the ship) "time for some action!"

“I think you dropped this.”
He raises the orange on a frozen platform.

"Nah, I meant to do that. you can have it you want!"

“Typical.” He said, turning the ice platform back to water.

Flower goes to attention, and looks over at Chompy, then the starboard side. "Well then." she said, pulling out a dagger just in case. "This oughta be fun."

Mythic pulls out his coconut gun and grins: FIRE THE CANNONS!
Chompy howls

Flower pulls out a match and sneers, "Aye aye Captain!" she said, lighting the fuses.

Chompy jumps in the water, and swims towards the enemy ship

(Adam carries the cannonballs to the cannons.)
"oh boy, oh boy, oh boy! this is exciting!"

(Adam hummed a tune, using his devil fruit powers to fix a crack in the crow's nest.)

"Adam. What is the sky like?" Nathan called out from below.

(Adam looked to the sky.)
"Ummmmm, blue. with some big, white, puffy clouds, and it looks like there are some gray ones on the horizon."

Nathan took notes. "Thank you, Adam."

(Adam smiles happily.)
"Don't worry about it!"
(Adam, not paying attention to what he's doing, accidentally makes a sapling sprout from the crow's nest.)
"oops."

"What's wrong?" Nathan called out from below.

"N-NOTHING!"
(Adam tries to tear the sapling off of the crow's nest, but to no avail)
"D**n stubborn thing, aren't cha?"

"Let me help." Apparently, Nathan climbed up to the crows nest. That fast.

"wow. you got up here fast for a non-fruit user."

Nathan shrugged, "It's a talent." He then looked at the sprout. "That's the problem? Well this is an easy fix." He took his pen and slashed it at a high speed. The sprout got cut off.

(Adam was appalled and confused. the plants he could make grow were harder than steel. how'd he cut it so easily?)
"How'd you cut it so easily!? that could've easily stopped a sword, and you cut it with a pen!"

"I have my ways, Adam. As does Fate." Nathan looked at the sky in front of him. "The Storm will be upon us soon...." He muttered.

(Adam looks at the impending storm.)
"Bet it has something to do with those your reading."

"Correct. They are my scrolls. Yet I do not control Fate, it merely shows itself to me, and I appeal for change when needed."

(Adam cocked his head confusedly.)
"But aren't the future the same thing?"

"The future is not set in stone until it happens. You have much to learn, Adam." Nathan smiled (or more precisely, turned his usual flat expression a little happier).

(Adam smiled back.)
"wow. I could use smart people like you on my boat!
y'know, when I get one. Only a matter of time I suppose!"

Nathan actually smiled this time. "Fate favors those who fight for their futures. Keep dreaming on, little Adam." He climbed down the crow's nest.

(Adam, pleased with his work, makes an apple grow from his hand and begins eating it.)

Nathan stopped at the middle of the net and looked at the horizon, the wind whipping at his pale face. "The time will come..." He continued.

((So I can join this too?))

((Yep))

“You there. I can’t tell if this ship is movin’. Is it?

Nathan dropped down. "The sails are opened. The wind is blowing. It should be moving."

“Good to know.”

(Adam looks below.)
"Yeah! It's a fine day to be sailing, too!"
(he takes another bite of his apple.)

“I’m only here because I like ice tho.”

(Adam looks at Frost confusedly.)
"How can you like the cold? It's so...well, cold!"

“It doesn’t bother me unlike the warm sun does.”

((The cold doesn't bother him anyway-))

((LET HIM GO
LET HIM GOO))

((HE'S STUCK UNDER THE SUNNY SKYYYY))

LET THE STORM RAGE OOOON

((Wow we were thinking of completely different verses-))

Because I don’t know the song well

I mean I had to google it so-

(Adam looks curiously at frost.)
"How does the sun bother you?"

“Too high temp.”

"Oh. but It's not too hot today! The sun is beaming down on us juuust right."
(Adam looks to the sky and sighs.)

Nathan, on the other hand, seemed a little distressed at the weather. "Why did it have to be today?"