The Dreadnaught - Revision history

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 Zatara yelled, “I don’t see Strings or PillowTop?”
- “I, they still have business and have elected to stay. But the rest of us are coming whether you like it or not!” replayed Mayhem
+"I, they still have business and have elected to stay. But the rest of us are coming whether you like it or not!” replayed Mayhem
 Zatara’s crew always were a head strong bunch, he supposed that is why he liked them so much. As Zatara watched the crew scrambling up the gangplank he heard a familiar voice yelling up from the stern of the ship. A sound that was so harmonious and sweet it could be only one person. “Honeeeeey!”

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 '''Officers'''
 [[Strings]] - [[Ship's Bard]]
 [[Image:Star.png|middle|Captains Award of Excellence]][[Image:Shellback.png|middle|Shellback]] EOFP 2011<br>

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 “Yes” Zatara replied, “Yes I did”
-As the ship sailed towards the horizon, no one could have noticed on the stern, the writing on the name plate of the ship... the plate that had once read “The Rising”, that had once read “Nautilus”, that had once read “Drednout”, and had until just a moment ago read “Dreadnaught”, had again changed.
+As the ship sailed towards the horizon, no one could have noticed on the stern, the writing on the name plate of the ship... the plate that had once read “The Rising”, that had once read “Nautilus”, that had once read “Dreadnaught”, and had until just a moment ago read “Dreadnaught”, had again changed.
 To my friends,
 Fair Winds, Fair Waters, Fair Well.

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 And he promptly vanished in a puff of smoke.
-Forever…Family
+'''Forever…Family'''
 The sky was blue and all the leaves were green. The sun was warm, like a baked potato. I’m sure you know exactly what I mean. You could only describe it as a Shpadoinkle day. It was mid-afternoon, and the Fleet was in port. The morning had been consumed with the drudgery that was an operational oversight. In plane words, meetings. But all that drudgery was over now, and the Captain’s and crews could kick back and socialize a little. After all, there were new recruits to meet and get to know.

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	And he promptly vanished in a puff of smoke.		And he promptly vanished in a puff of smoke.
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		+	Forever…Family
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		+	The sky was blue and all the leaves were green. The sun was warm, like a baked potato. I’m sure you know exactly what I mean. You could only describe it as a Shpadoinkle day. It was mid-afternoon, and the Fleet was in port. The morning had been consumed with the drudgery that was an operational oversight. In plane words, meetings. But all that drudgery was over now, and the Captain’s and crews could kick back and socialize a little. After all, there were new recruits to meet and get to know.
		+	Captain Zatara was making the rounds, talking with the new recruit’s, moving from group to group and held very generic conversations. Talking about what the group meant to each person and the reasons why. They all looked to the future, and remembered the past, reciting adventures long passed and mourning the loss of friends, long gone. Basically people were laughing and drinking and enjoying themselves.
		+
		+	Zatara had just stepped away from a small group when he felt a funny feeling, the air turned warm but became very still. He turned back around and looked at the crowd mingling and drinking and having a good time, but he did not hear a sound. He could see people talking but, he could not hear them. He saw the wind blowing in the trees but he didn’t feel even a slightest breeze.
		+	He returned to the small group he had just come from and tried to join the conversation again, but no one responded to him. Zatara tried to press some worthless point, yet no one even looked at him. Now he started to feel a rise from deep in his soul. He looked around and saw a hooded figure staring at him. As soon as Zatara locked his gaze to the open hood, the figure turned and darted down a narrow alley.
		+
		+	Zatara perused the figure, charging headfirst into the alley after it. The alley was narrow and the buildings were tall. They effectively blocked the sun from reaching the ground. Every time Zatara rounded a corner the figure rounded another one. Through the maze of the town the pursuit continued. Up one alley and down another. Zatara tried with all his might, but could not gain ground on the figure that eluded him until finally, he burst out of the alleyway and found himself at the docks.
		+	Standing there, he glanced to the left and to the right, searching for the figure that he had chased. Then he looked left and right again.
		+
		+	“Where's my ship!” He yelled out to the open air.
		+
		+	He looked where the ship had originally been docked, the space was empty. The ship was the closest to the docks and the fleet surrounded it, but now, now it simply wasn't there. How could it possibly have moved? Then… he saw his ship.
		+
		+	The Dreadnaught was moored at the far end of the docks now facing the open sea. The ship stood proud and straight, but the years upon it were obvious. Her once clean brass had become tarnished, her ropes frayed, her once straight planking showed signs of age.
		+
		+	The flag stood proud upon its pole but it didn't look right. The familiar turquoise and black bars of the background were there but all the symbols were gone.
		+
		+	As Captain Zatara stood there puzzling at the site, he saw motion up near the helm. Who the hell is on my ship, he thought to himself, and he took off for the gangway.
		+
		+	Grabbing the ropes of the handrails to steady himself as he slid around the corner and up the gangway he charged onto his ship. Quickly mounting the stairs to the helm, he ascended. As his vision cleared he could see what stood upon the poop deck, and he came to an abrupt stop. All the color drained from his face as he stood staring at was what was before him. In front of him stood four figures, they looked a little different but he recognized each one all the same.
		+
		+	The gods of his ship stood before him, and he realized the figure that he had been chasing, was the skeleton wrapped in a cloak. Next to the skeleton was Poseidon the God who, time after time, had changed on the ship after each of its incarnations. The raven, was now Odin with his great long beard and single eye glaring at him. The Red Dragon, that was Captain Zatara's original spirit totem, stood in the back towering over all of them.
		+
		+	Captain Zatara felt cold inside, even standing in the full blaze of the sun, he felt as if he could feel no warmth from it. “Fear not,” said the skeleton, “you know I am not death but the beginning of change. It is time to change again.”
		+
		+	Neptune said, “We don't have all day let's get on with it.” With that struck his Trident upon the deck. From the point of impact a wave surged forward and covered the ship and when the water drained away, the formally well warn ship, looked as if it had just come out of the shipyards. All new and shiny.
		+
		+	Odin in a low rumbling voice began to speak.
		+	“Lo there do I see my father’s;
		+	Lo there do I see my mother’s;
		+	Lo there do I see my sisters and my brothers;
		+	Lo there do I see the line of my family, back to the beginning.
		+	Lo, they do call me, they bid me take my place among them, where the brave may live forever.“
		+
		+	As the great Viking God spoke, a mist formed upon the decks, from the forecastle to the mid-deck and even around Captain Zatara on the poop deck. As the mist became thicker, forms started to materialize. At first less defined but then gaining definition. Then stepping out of the mist came members of the fleet of old; Aramis, Devin, and Dirty little Irish. It was like a who's who from the Rogue’s yearbook. Then came forth the spirits of the Captains who had commanded this mighty ship in the past; Captain Moon, Captain Ohm, and Captain Daphne. Finally figures that he knew so well, Captain Ogre, Captain MuttQ and his First Mate, Belladanna.
		+
		+	Captain Zatara leaned over to Belladanna and said, “I figured I would see you soon enough. What the hell were you doing out there in the dingy anyway?” Turning to her Captain, with a wry smile, she placed her hands behind her back, rose on her toes and swung her shoulders back and forth. Just like the willful sprite she is. “The mermaids were taunting me Captain, yes I may have been drunk, but those damn mermaids had to go.” She said laughing and trying to push him over.
		+	“I can’t take you anywhere” He said, shaking his head.
		+
		+	Zatara turned back and looked around in astonishment. Turning towards the ship’s Gods he mumbled to himself, “The ship's getting a bit crowded, ain't it?” The great Red Dragon looked down at the Captain and said, “We shall always be here to guide you, should you need it.”
		+
		+	As Zatara looked up at the Red Dragon he could see behind him the turquoise and black bars of the ships flag. The black bars moved as if they were an ocean, they came together and covered the turquoise turning the entire flag black. The skeleton, Neptune, and Odin began to rise into the air slowly. They formed a triangle in the air and the great Red Dragon rose to the center of that triangle. Then with one mighty rush of air they shrieked into the waving piece of cloth. The flag looked as it once did, from before Zatara started with the fleet. The great Red Dragon in the middle, but if you look closely you can see the skeleton, the nautilus shell, and the raven encircling it.
		+
		+	Turning back to the apparitions that had joined him on the poop deck, he found himself standing there with Captain MuttQ, Captain Ogre, and Captain Moon. Looking at them with astonishment in his eyes and perhaps a little disbelief, he heard a commotion on the docks and turned his attention to it. Looking over the far railing he saw members of his crew.
		+	“What's going on Captain, you weren't planning on leaving without us, where you?” Lady Mayhem shouted.
		+
		+	Zatara shouted back, “What are you doing?’
		+
		+	Mayhem returned with “going with you of course”
		+
		+	Morwen chimed in, “We follow the one we chose to lead us, We follow the one we call Captain, That is you!”
		+	Zatara yelled, “I don’t see Strings or PillowTop?”
		+
		+	“I, they still have business and have elected to stay. But the rest of us are coming whether you like it or not!” replayed Mayhem
		+
		+	Zatara’s crew always were a head strong bunch, he supposed that is why he liked them so much. As Zatara watched the crew scrambling up the gangplank he heard a familiar voice yelling up from the stern of the ship. A sound that was so harmonious and sweet it could be only one person. “Honeeeeey!”
		+
		+	Walking over to the stern railing of the ship he looked down, standing on the dock, he saw his love, Bellows. “Don’t forget me, I’m coming with you”. She said.
		+
		+	Looking down at the woman who was as beautiful now as she was when he first met her, he yelled back “Of course you are, my heart couldn’t take it if you didn’t”
		+
		+	She started for the gangway.
		+
		+	Zatara’s attention turned back Belladanna and said, “Get the crew in order and ready to depart.”
		+
		+	“Whatever you say Captain turkey butt” as she rolled her eyes and skipped off to see to the crew.
		+
		+	Zatara with a smirk on his face just shook his head as he walked to the stern of the ship. He leaned heavily on the railing. Looking out at the town, he could almost see, in his mind’s eye, the Rogues still at the meetinghouse drinking, talking and carrying on. In fact, all he saw was the stark white buildings of the town sprawled out before him.
		+
		+	Ogre, Mutt and Moon joined Zatara at the rail, all looking as he did, seeing in their own minds eyes the same kind of events. Even now Zatara was longing for times. As began to speak Zatara turned to face his friend.
		+
		+	“I know how you feel, you try to give so much that it hurts. There is a weight in your chest that feels like it will never end, and you think the only way to relieve it is to keep giving. It’s not. Nevertheless, the time has come that you need to let all that go. You, like all of us here, are from the Old School Fleet, and as such belong there. They are the New School and need to find their own way to make it what they chose to. They will stumble they will fall, but in the end, they will be OK. You put a lot of things on hold as you served, now it is time to do for yourself without worrying about everyone else.”
		+
		+	As Mutt picked up the conversation Zatara turned to him.
		+
		+	“You know, it is not really goodbye... Those who care about you and you in turn care about, you’ll still see them. Whether you see them at another port, or at kegging, or Table Balls, or that terrible caterwauling you call singing. You will still see them. Friendships cross barriers, they cross lines. That is why they are so strong and can’t be broken by the little things. If they do break, then they break. Let things be what they be and don’t make things into something there not. Let the wheat fall from the chaff as it will“
		+
		+	Captain Moon poked Zatara in the ribs and as he turned Moon forced a mug of Hyper Captain in to his hand. “So…” said Moon, “Your profile never did say what you did before the Rogues”. Glancing slyly left and right, Zatara leaned over and whispered in Moon’s ear. Moons eyes got real wide with surprise. He pulled back and yelled “You what?” then with a heavy laugh in his voice he said “And they call us Pirates!”
		+
		+	By now Bellows had joined the 4 captains on the poop deck and they turned around. Leaning on the railing gazing towards the bow of the ship, Bellows slid up next to Zatara and put her arm around his waist, he reached down and wrapped his arm around hers.
		+	Belladonna piped up. “Ready to get underway Captain”
		+
		+	It was then someone shouted, “Do we have the right to take the ship?”
		+
		+	Captain Moon shouted back
		+
		+	“It’s not the first time a ship has left the fleet, and it was given to him fair and square.” “Besides, we’re Pirates! Take it all, give nothing back.”
		+
		+	As Zatara stood there, even as a smile formed on his face as he looked to new seas to cross, a tear formed at the corner of his eye and began to run down his cheek. Captain Moon looked over and saw the look in his old friend’s eyes. Moon smartly slapped Zatara on the back practically knocking him over. Gesturing back at the town, he thundered.
		+
		+	“Did you see that shit?”
		+
		+	“Yes” Zatara replied, “Yes I did”
		+
		+	As the ship sailed towards the horizon, no one could have noticed on the stern, the writing on the name plate of the ship... the plate that had once read “The Rising”, that had once read “Nautilus”, that had once read “Drednout”, and had until just a moment ago read “Dreadnaught”, had again changed.
		+
		+	To my friends,
		+	Fair Winds, Fair Waters, Fair Well.

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 [[Image:Star.png|middle|Captains Award of Excellence]] 2011 [[Image:Star.png|middle|Captains Award of Excellence]] 2012 [[Image:Shellback.png|middle|Shellback]] EoFP 2011<br>
 &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;''Rogue since Jun 1986. Ship Service: Jun 2004.''<br>
-[[Belladanna]] - [[First Mate]] [[Image:Shellback.png|middle|Shellback]] EOFP 2016<br>
+[[Belladanna]] - [[First Mate]] [[Image:Shellback.png|middle|Shellback]] EOFP 2017<br>
 &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;''Rogue since 2009. Ship Service: 2016.''<br>
 [[Lady Mayhem]] - [[Quartermaster]]
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 [[Wil the Rat]] - [[Crew|Brewer]]<br>
 &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;''Rogue since Aug 2004. Ship Service: Jun 2004.''<br>
-[[PillowTop]] - [[Crew]] [[Image:Shellback.png|middle|Shellback]] EOFP 2016 <br>
+[[PillowTop]] - [[Crew]] [[Image:Shellback.png|middle|Shellback]] EOFP 2017 <br>
 &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;''Rogue since 2016. Ship Service: Aug 2016.''<br>
 [[Slugger]] - [[Crew]] - (Abroad)<br>