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Oh yeah, I joined the FB group just to get to the instructions you mentioned, lol.

Unfortunately, I could only find the first 3 pages of Heir of Merlin, here , if you wanted it.
So... I found the first three pages of Heir of Merlin... But that's it...

Ugh... Magic in the Blood was SOOOOOOOOO LOOOOOOOOONG. We put so much work into that ._.
Sebastian shivered under his wool longcoat, tugging at the lapel to try and shut out the gusts of wind that always seemed to meander about the tops of the skydock. His eyes narrowed, but it was too dark to use his farsight goggles, he'd have to find his next employer the old fashioned way. Tugging at his gloves, which were more suited to be an accessory during a research proposal than keep his hands warm properly in the cold, he dipped into a narrow alleyway, ducking and dodging and diving under, around, and over the whistling copper pipes pocking the walls. His bag, made of worn leather and stained with a dozen chemicals named and unnamed, swung in his wake, threatening to hook itself on any of the copper protrusions as he tried to carry on, but he knew the clock was ticking--if he couldn't get aboard before it departed, he was right back on the streets again.

The young man skidded to a halt in the street ahead, the overhead light reflecting conspicuously off of the gadgets he carried as he craned his neck around to get his bearings. Third dock, registered as the Glory, he reminded himself, though the ship's credentials were forged, dashing off with the click clack of his hard leather boots announcing his presence to anyone on the cobblestone streets this night. He wondered if he should have dressed more appropriately for stowing away, but decided it too late to matter. Rushing towards a heavy chain link fence, he looked left and right for any onlookers and, seeing none, reached into his bag to withdraw what appeared to an oversized pair of scissors, reinforced heavily, housed in a brass box with a line of vacuum tubes crowning the device. He tugged at a pull cord and grimaced as the thing crackled to life, tubes sparking to life as electricity arced between them briefly. The blades of the Arkencutter slowly lurched to life, opening and closing with increasing rapidity as Sebastian held them up to the fence. A few seconds and a few chomps from the machine later, and he was running full speed for the galleon as it bobbed in the open air.

The plank had been pulled, Of course it had... he muttered, tucking his little tool back into his back and tightening the strap to hold it tightly against his lithe form. Scanning the ship for obvious points of entry, he spotted a lucky break, an open porthole. Taking a deep breath and begging for some higher power to bless his aim, he took a running start and leaped, arms steepled over his head, eyes shut tightly and dove through the brass dormer, sprawling onto the interior deck inside with a loud crash, his dusty hat (and goggles) skittering across the floor as he came to a stop in the light of a gas lantern. He rubbed his elbow as he grumbled his way to a sitting position, just as he realized he was completely surrounded by the crew...
I just realized... This whole time I had been imagining a FLYING pirate ship. And other flying ships as well. Whole fleets of airship galleons that replaced standard waterway trade...

Go with it? Or keep it on the water?
Alright, it might seem a bit cliche, but it's a handy way we can just get to writing instead of dilly-dallying over the details here in OOC. I'm thinking my main guy is a new hire to the crew. Maybe signed up at a posting board (if these pirates are "good-ish"), maybe sent to pick up the crew's trail with a vague series of clues in hopes of getting in (if these pirates are a bit more clandestine). But once he finds them, and gets the tentative "okay", we can hammer out the who's and what's of the job and the world and the story overall organically as he tries to piece together what exactly his new job entails (plus it allows for a lot of character interaction and development, yay!).

And, for the record, this month break is why I wanted to trade emails so long ago :p
How steampunk-y are we getting? Like steam versions of Victorian-style tech but staying mostly realistic, or full on mad science creations that could only exist in the imagination?
Alrighty, so what did you have in mind already, and what/how can I contribute?
Alright, fire up a thread and we'll develop more in the OOC?
I would love to do pirates. Future or steampunk.
Which ones are you craving most?
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