[ IP ] Pirates for Hire

Aye, an odd band of merry misfits we were. Adventure was our creed and the ocean our muse, together we traveled the world in search of the perfect sunrise. 
 
 There was Crazy Pete, the only winged member of our band of bandits. A sloppy boozer by night and comedian by day, his knack for impersonations provided plenty of hilarious merriment when the winds were low and skies grey. He claimed to be a direct descendant of black-beards very own shoulder parrot. We were skeptics of his claim however due to the facts that Crazy Pete had a habit of embellishing things and spent the majority of his time in his own little fantasy world. 
 
 Mikey was a musical genius. We had met under awkward circumstances to say the least. I had been desperately hungry one night back in my alley-cat days and had been silently stalking him waiting for the perfect time to go for the kill. I had been on the verge of striking when he picked up his guitar and began to play and sing. My heart melted. He lyrics had all the flowing spontaneity of Bob Dylan and his voice hosted more diversity than Freddy Mercury. I ignored my growling stomach and formally introduced myself. He's been my first mate ever since. 
 
 The triplets are an interesting bunch. Orphaned by their mother before they even hatched, we found them abandoned and starving. With proper support they made a full recovery and were now strapping young lads with a natural talent for the violin. With the constant guidance of Mikey they were growing into quite the musicians. 
 
 And then there's me, captain of the ship of lovable fools. My story was written by the sea and will have to wait until another time for as it stands it has no proper ending. Nobody likes a story without an ending. The way I see it the best chapters have n't even been written yet. 
 
 With that I must leave you, for now the eastern winds blow fierce and I can hear the storm of life calling my name and urging me to sail into it's eye. 
 
 Off into the into the horizon we go, singing and drinking till the morning, searching for our happy ending. 

