Arr! It be pirates!

[doodstormer]

Arr! It be a contest!
'Ead yer lickle selves down te the flickr gallery an' read th' rules! Fame, booty an' noice lickle wenches await ye!
Click th' link afore I swab th' poopdeck wit' yer lickle scurvy infested face!

[Adean]

Arrr, and so we be a lackin' a proper contest are ye? I am disinclined to acquiesce your request. Now if it be a rowdy good piraty themed buildin contest I just might go for it don't ye think?

[doodstormer]

Arr it be a different sort than ye'd be expectin', yet a contest 'tis.

[Professor Ken]

Pirates, arr? Well, thar be a favorite topic'a mine! Such a pity, though, lad, th' pirate sets predate m'collection... but word's around, thar's gonna be a new set of 'em in th' next year! YARRRGH! Mo'fools fer me Brikwars!

Yeah, I can just feel my IQ dipping here. So, you want me to name these suckers, aye? Wellll, I suppose I can make a donation...

Let's start with the pretty lass on the end-- Kelly, the Killer Coxswain! On every decent pirate ship you've got that one pirate girl who is meaner than everyone else combined (we all know a few women like that!). Nobody messes with her save perhaps the captain, and even he doesn't talk about her 'booty'-- not after what happened to the LAST guy who did!

And that hombre with the long sword to starboard-- Estefan, the Level 20 Swashbuckler! The buccaneer incarnation of Stefan the Swordmaster (a la Fire Emblem!), this sweet-talking Spaniard lives up to his namesake so far as borderline-obsession swordsmanship goes. Swinging a dagger on the rolling decks of a ship is hard enough, but a full-size Katana? Just a warm-up for Estefan! Critical, critical, critical, OWNAGE!

Yar har har! I love a good inside joke, matey!

[Mohawk]

Argh! Thar be some good pirates over thar! Lemme take ame a looksee an' see what I c'n come up wit'!

That there fellow standin' to the port side of Captain John be Scott, the Superior Sniper of Sandwich! This sneaky feller jest loves to shoot the heads off of everyone in range a-his musket! But the Cap'n ain't never gonna let him near the ammo stores afta' what happened last time he was in a scrape!

And the guy on Johnny-boy's starboard side be Paul, the most paranoid Pirate I'd ever seen! Try droppin' a metal pot anywhere near the lad and watch him waste ammunition like piratin's goin' outta style! That's how Cap'n John lost his hand -- tapped 'im on the shoulder and got 'is 'and sliced clean off fer his troubles! No wonder Johnny lets 'im 'ave an entire room fer 'is quarters!