((Warning: This is a RolePlay account.))
Oi lads and lasses! The names Captain Arthur Kirkland, the great British Empire, and ruler of the seven seas!
You'll find me in my cabin, or sometimes at port. If I'm not either of those places, I'm drinking, and it would be best to leave me be.
((distracted by obama’s speech and burgers and fries and the hunger games
would anyone like to join me))
“Bonjour, Arthur.”
“Evening, love.”
A smiled played upon her lips. “Why the confused look?”
A very light smile touched his own lips, and his gloved hand came up to rub the back of his neck. “It feels as though it’s been a few decades, since we spoke last…. then again, whose to say that it hasn’t.”
… Mm. Hello. I suppose.
“Haven’t seen you around in a while, Marianne. I’d begun to hope.”
So eager to be rid of me, Kirkland. I’m hurt.
“Hm…. regardless.. welcome back, I suppose.”
“…Don’t suppose you’d like to treat me to alcohol, in celebration of your return?”
… Mm. Hello. I suppose.
“Haven’t seen you around in a while, Marianne. I’d begun to hope.”
piratekirkland started following you
“Oh, are you still here? I thought you might’ve faded away by now.”
Oh btw i guess i’ll be gOING now so
Goodnight
Why can i see like
Arthur being one of those people who like
hears a child’s music box start to play or something
and is like “Whot the devil…… oh, that’s quite lovely… oh yes, I could get used to thi—” //KONKS OUT
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eNvQJBxDKAA
Sleep to this lovely song.
((mother fuck))
pjon:
PONPONPON － きゃりーぱみゅぱみゅ Kyary
-music box ver.-
my baby’s 1st words are gonna be “ponponpon” so help me gawd
(via princekind)
