REAL campfire stories
 

no fake stories, you actually have to have done these:
me and birdbird were bored, in the base, so we decided to go to dustari. after scaling the wall, getting around a few guards, we got to the bar/feast room, then when a guard followed us in, we jumped into the beer vat, and got drunk out of our minds. I cant remember what happened after that, but I am still alive today :)

Remember the great card games we once had...

yeah, those were the good old days :sniff: maybe we will bring them back :)

Me and two pirates were messing around in the lower sewers area when we found an odd looking cave. Obviously, we entered it and to our surprise it lead to a Dustari prison! Dustari came and laughed at us as we were their puppets, but I had an idea. Using quick thinking skills and of course my sweet mouth, I convinced Dustari I was a merchant coming to sell them furs. They let me out (GOT AN RC 2 WARP ME BC DOOR DOESNT LET PEOPLE OUT YET) and I made myself a good wholesome 10 gralet :]

Brad and I once went into the same cave,we dug ahole under the jail lock and were free, we roamed the dustarian castle sleeping in the King and Queens bed..leaving a few presents behind in them,
We roamed the castle defeating several guards and bartenders only too haul 4 kegs of beer back to the no longer standing KT caves..

One day... the gate was left wide open for any curious Dustarian to exaime the base. When I entered the base I began to map out the fort and then to all of surprizes... Brad came in and arrested me. I dropped my maps, which now are buried deep in the sand, and was escorted to the jail. Then the Dark Warlord (right?) came to give me food.. but through some clever tricking... I managed to get the door open... I ran out and into one of the shacks.Dark then came and found me playing with the soccer ball... but tricked me. He stated that we would play a soccer game but tied me up and dragged me back to the jail. Then a specially trained Dustarian busted through the gate... and snuck into the jail. He then freed me and we went outside to pee on the fire. We heard someone open a door, so we ran to the fence and started to tunnel under it. It was a terrible hole but we managed to fit through and under the fence. The Troupe then dashed to the fence to find some few gralat since my pocket tore on a jagged rock in the sand.

One time they rammed a go-kart into the wall. How is THAT for RPing.

Sigh.

ONE TIME, AT BAND CAMP

It wasnt a go-kart,
it was a battering ram with wheels shaped like a go-kart..
its called utilizing your surroundings,
not everything has to be what it looks like...

how could the karakaze ever afford a battering ram :rolleyes:

that time, I think we used a powder keg.

OMG, THAT HAPPENED TO ME TOO...

Well they can afford it two ways,
one is they have mugged so many people they have the money,
second is they could have got the money for a battering ram from another kigndom, draw your own conclusions.

ahha that was funny.you burnt your *****.

Hey that was me. Vermain uploaded the hole, ya know. Had my leg broken for a few weeks!

ah yes back when i was a pirate, i remember that, "i will sell you some good silk, i am just looking to make a little money" that was really fun, as for me and the other pirate...well :(

Is that why I found a 120 gralats in the KT base yesterday when I was running around =D