[Log || 002] Setting sail!

[mostattitude]

Who: Hazardous Materials (plus some Queen's Gambit & Brave Vesperia maybe?)
Where: On the seas! Somewhere.
When: 3/13 - 3/23
What: Learning how to sail this thing, meeting each other, prepping for Navy battles!
Warnings: Too much awesomeness on one ship.
Style: Any!
Status: Mostly closed.


General sailing log for the next week or so! Randomness and fun times and whatever we want!

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[waywithmachines]

[he's a good brother. Being the one naturally inclined to the more intellectual side of life, he feels it's a duty to sometimes educate his brothers on various things. Sometimes, he even works himself up to knowing that he has to teach Mikey who isn't stu-- well is a little stupid but nevertheless has the capacity for learning if the instructor has the patience of sensei. Which Donnie doesn't, generally, but Master Splinter also isn't here and so--]

Okay, Mikey. Today I'm going to teach you how to sail.

[itspizzatime]

[Oh man, don’t be boring Donnie. Just... don’t be boring. Keep his attention. Teach him to be a pirate!]

[He was trying, very hard, to contain himself, rocking from toe to heel, fists on hips and looking at his older brother with a smile. But as he’s told he;ll learn how to sail, Mikey grinned larger] Yessss, bro. Let’s do this!

[waywithmachines]

Alright. We'll start with the basics.

[and he grunts a little as he heaves up the tome on sailing he's compiled and thumps it in Mikey's arms]

And every time you start to fall asleep, I'll hit you with a stick. Deal?

[itspizzatime]

[That made him frown, rubbing at the dome of his head]

Aww man, can I reconsider this? Your lectures always put me to sleep.

[waywithmachines]

It's not a lecture. That's the beauty of it. By reading this you're being proactive in your own education. [and speaking of which] I've also gone through and compiled a dictionary for you for the words you're not likely to know, cross-indexed and highlighted within the text itself.

[itspizzatime]

[And as he starts talking, Mikey fakes sleeping, by letting his head fall forward and giving a fake snore.]

[waywithmachines]

[Pops Mikey on the head with his staff]

Pay attention!

[itspizzatime]

[He rubbed his head, chuckling] Kidding! Kidding. Chilllll. Alright bro, lay it on me. I want to be a good pirate. [all grins]