Writing Friday #11: Narrative: Personal & Fictional
That is How I Became Captain
There I was, on the open sea of broccoli pudding. Well, it wasn’t all broccoli pudding. It was part saltwater. More like ninety-five percent saltwater. I was on a really big ship. It was called the Rilly Beeg Shp. The captain’s name was Salty Bigbeard. He was the most feared pirate in the world. Whenever he would see a ship, even if it was a British Navy Ship, he would loot it then leave everyone there. Then, if he really hated the crew, he would set the sails on fire. If he liked the ship, he would kill the crew then steal the ship. At the present time he had a fleet of about one hundred and fifty ships. He didn’t care if it was a war ship because he was presently at war with every navy in the world. He had enough ships just to defeat them all, but he didn’t feel like it. He liked constant action. If you don’t believe me listen to this. He made his crew perform battle scenes just so he could shoot someone. He even told his fleet to destroy ships sometimes. I was his first mate. I was the most respected, and the most hated, person in his fleet. One day he walked up to me with his ragged, dirty, roach-infested, black beard and said, “Ink [that was my name because I was constantly drawing maps and there was always ink on me], I’m getting tired of this life. I want to defeat every navy then take over the empire for myself. I much rather relax than climb up to a ship then break my back going down the stairs to get their gold. I have nasty arthritis.” I couldn’t believe my ears! Captain Salty Bigbeard wanted to retire! I couldn’t tell the crew, they set up a mutiny in a second, knowing that he’s weak. I had to keep it discrete. I nodded my head and left the room. I thought about what he had said. What if I could be captain? What if I could lead a mutiny? I knew the ships better than him. I was definitely smarter than him. Also, I was more skilled at fighting. He only had a few hundred followers (the ships held thousands of men because there were so many ships). I thought about all night. I could barely go to sleep. I could be the emperor of the world. I decided to wait until we defeated a few Navies before I set up the mutiny. How could I have not thought of this before! The captain went to the crew the next day and told them to start battling with the Navies. In weeks we had defeated the French, the Spanish, and the Dutch Navies. The only major competitor we had left was the British. After them, we would have a few small independent ships. We quickly scaled the ocean and defeated the small ships and soon met with the British Navy. We all knew that it was going to be a gruesome battle. They had the strongest Navy in the world! A few minutes of yelling and cursing and a few standoffs with the British, the first cannon fired. Piercing the British ship’s hull and destroying half of the boat. Our cannonballs were filled with explosive and were very big. We also had stationery guns that launched cannonballs. We were undefeatable. We lost eighty ships in that battle. That’s more than half of our fleet. Doing so, we defeated the entire Navy. That night we celebrated. I informed the crew of my plans. They took it better than I expected. They all agreed and set up their guns. We decided to have the mutiny at six o’clock, so he would have to survive the night with all of its storms instead of being able to enjoy warm sun. We acted natural the entire day until dinner. When he entered the room he immediately knew that something was wrong. We grabbed him from both sides and explained what was happening. We brought him out on the deck and I could feel what it was like to be king. Everything was clearer, the smell of the salty air and the blue of the sky. It was amazing. We put the former captain on a simple raft made of branches we had found in the water and sailed away. That was the last we saw of him. The Great Salty Bigbeard was now just a speck on the horizon, and that is how I became captain.
That is How I Became Captain
There I was, on the open sea of broccoli pudding. Well, it wasn’t all broccoli pudding. It was part saltwater. More like ninety-five percent saltwater. I was on a really big ship. It was called the Rilly Beeg Shp. The captain’s name was Salty Bigbeard. He was the most feared pirate in the world. Whenever he would see a ship, even if it was a British Navy Ship, he would loot it then leave everyone there. Then, if he really hated the crew, he would set the sails on fire. If he liked the ship, he would kill the crew then steal the ship. At the present time he had a fleet of about one hundred and fifty ships. He didn’t care if it was a war ship because he was presently at war with every navy in the world. He had enough ships just to defeat them all, but he didn’t feel like it. He liked constant action. If you don’t believe me listen to this. He made his crew perform battle scenes just so he could shoot someone. He even told his fleet to destroy ships sometimes. I was his first mate. I was the most respected, and the most hated, person in his fleet. One day he walked up to me with his ragged, dirty, roach-infested, black beard and said, “Ink [that was my name because I was constantly drawing maps and there was always ink on me], I’m getting tired of this life. I want to defeat every navy then take over the empire for myself. I much rather relax than climb up to a ship then break my back going down the stairs to get their gold. I have nasty arthritis.” I couldn’t believe my ears! Captain Salty Bigbeard wanted to retire! I couldn’t tell the crew, they set up a mutiny in a second, knowing that he’s weak. I had to keep it discrete. I nodded my head and left the room. I thought about what he had said. What if I could be captain? What if I could lead a mutiny? I knew the ships better than him. I was definitely smarter than him. Also, I was more skilled at fighting. He only had a few hundred followers (the ships held thousands of men because there were so many ships). I thought about all night. I could barely go to sleep. I could be the emperor of the world. I decided to wait until we defeated a few Navies before I set up the mutiny. How could I have not thought of this before! The captain went to the crew the next day and told them to start battling with the Navies. In weeks we had defeated the French, the Spanish, and the Dutch Navies. The only major competitor we had left was the British. After them, we would have a few small independent ships. We quickly scaled the ocean and defeated the small ships and soon met with the British Navy. We all knew that it was going to be a gruesome battle. They had the strongest Navy in the world! A few minutes of yelling and cursing and a few standoffs with the British, the first cannon fired. Piercing the British ship’s hull and destroying half of the boat. Our cannonballs were filled with explosive and were very big. We also had stationery guns that launched cannonballs. We were undefeatable. We lost eighty ships in that battle. That’s more than half of our fleet. Doing so, we defeated the entire Navy. That night we celebrated. I informed the crew of my plans. They took it better than I expected. They all agreed and set up their guns. We decided to have the mutiny at six o’clock, so he would have to survive the night with all of its storms instead of being able to enjoy warm sun. We acted natural the entire day until dinner. When he entered the room he immediately knew that something was wrong. We grabbed him from both sides and explained what was happening. We brought him out on the deck and I could feel what it was like to be king. Everything was clearer, the smell of the salty air and the blue of the sky. It was amazing. We put the former captain on a simple raft made of branches we had found in the water and sailed away. That was the last we saw of him. The Great Salty Bigbeard was now just a speck on the horizon, and that is how I became captain.
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