Board Thread:Writer's Workshop/@comment-26921530-20150824232511

 Future Captains of Hell



  No specific heavens, hells nor earths exist. There are only the following:  Eternal Bliss (E.B), Modest Existence (M.E), Enabled Punishment (E.P) and Embellished Nullity (E.N) also referred to as nothingness.

  Each being is born into Modest Existence by default. They are able to live their lives as pleased. When a being is deceased they go to either of the two worlds: Eternal Bliss where they are regarded to as a saint and live in an perpetual fantasy or Embellished Nullity where the soul is left in a pseudo world until they can either prove themselves to one of the saints or be sent to Embellished Nullity. Embellished Nullity is essentially nothingness. A world without hope, without dreams or theoretically without escape.



 Year (Unknown >1900c.)  Location: The Damned Sadness, Enabled Punishment



  Afflictions, Confusion, Suffering,  all things that thrill the Captain. One thing that the captain is unable to tolerate is infidelity. Breaking such a rule can be a tragedy among the crew. Rather than walking the plank,  punishment  is Embellished Nullity. Be careful.





  Faye stared down into the shallow sea while it roared into the pillars of the pier. His feet turned clockwise as ran his fingers through his hair, squeezing out the excess water. His brown hair was doused with red as he fingered through it. Faye sighed as he lifted himself from the pier and walked onwards to the town. Then a shallow voice rang quietly,

 "They are all pleased with our decision, " the girl said. "Really? I'm honored to serve, but--" He said. "No, killing is good as well as blood is red." "I feel good perhaps, less in confusion than before," said Faye wiping his eyes creating a dark rim around them. "Think about it as a strike of loyalty, a stance against the captain. Now come on, bring more blood unto the our new throne of hell." She said with reassurance. A strike he thought. What could be a perfect world, one filled with souls at his disposal and adventuring heights of caverns? How could he govern and control it when he was not loyal? A few days before he stared at Thai's face, it is still covered with the shock she encountered. Her eyes covered with soot from lack of sleep and dried blood hanging from her mouth. Thai's short brown hair covered with grease. "Well Thai, what should I do now without you," he said. Throughout Faye's  mind he heard Thai's voice and saw her fragile head move with an euphoric expression. "Continue, Faye! Keep going!" "Huh," "Oh course you should Faye, it's our dream, it's our passion, you don’t want to be like me, do you?!" She cackled. After, the short moment of insanity he dropped her head on the wooden floor; making a distinct bump. Her head faced him looking disappointed. Lloyd then shut her eyes closed and whispered.

 "Damn you.”

 At midnight’s point there were pitter patters that filled the creaking boat which made it tremble slightly. A nasty snapping sound mumbled throughout the ship reminiscent of popping bubblegum. There were then footsteps that held on the walls and wandered into a room that was labeled Master Gunner. The figure grabbed the door as it squeaked open revealing a hammock and Faye sleeping as he tossed and turned in unison with the waves. Little droplets of cool air trickled in from the cracks in the wood.

 “Faye! Wake! now!”

 His eyes opened a little as he mumbled while his vision cleared. Faye’s eyes widened at the shadowed yellow teeth that had begun to decay, the hair that had gone missing from the sides, and the bulging eyes that looked as if they were soaked in filth.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> “Thai! I thought you were in E.N!”

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;">

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> “I was for a moment. And… I get to stay here now,” she said tightening her head back into position as it leaned over.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> “How, isn’t it an escapable gate?”

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> “Stoke a deal with God almost.”

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> “Isn’t that going against Captain’s orders?”

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> “Well, I don’t think it matters anymore. I broke the rule once and I came right back. So let me tell you how I can stay.”

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> “How?”

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> “I need to be with your soul. My body is rotting away, you see? I couldn’t last a day in the water, but with you we can be our own captains.” She grabbed onto his tense shoulders as he cowered to the back of the rope.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> “No, I don’t want to.”

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> “Dammit kid, listen to me.”

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> “No!”

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> “We can adventure and be happy.”

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> “I don’t know.”

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> “Well, since you aren’t go to make a decision, I’ll be with you anyway,” She bellowed a smoky breath that oozed of decaying flesh from it appeared a figure looking vaguely like her.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> The shadow drove directly into Faye’s heart or where it was supposed to be as he ached and moaned. He dragged his body across from the hammock onto the floor and attempted to reach for a broken whiskey bottle on the shelf. Unfortunately, he was unable to as his hand awkwardly receded and twisted about. Faye then ran himself into the wall to startle Thai which only resulted in a bruise. Thai then intercepted,

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> “If you kill yourself we both go to nothingness And there is no fucking way we will ever get back!”

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> “But how’d you get back?”

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> “The way I got back was a one time deal. There is no way they’ll let me again.”

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> “So what are you doing this for?”

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> “You’ll know when we do it,” she commanded his body to rise and grab the hollow bottle from earlier and eased his body to walk off into the surgeon’s room. Faye sniffled the entire way there as he clawed on the ship in hopes she would slow down.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> The surgeon slightly tilted his head from slumber when he heard the scratching on the wall but passed it as vast winds. As they approached the door he unwillingly reached towards it with the flask in hand while Thai eased it open. The man in the hammock shuttered at the noise and continued to snore. They glided to the surgeon trying not to make any sounds but subtle creeks on the wood. Then the two jabbed the shards into the man’s stomach causing a scarlet bile to emerge from his mouth. While he was distracted he dug his mangled fingernails into his neck making the unfortunate soul to wail uncontrollably. Thai then spoke through Faye’s steadily hung lips,

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> Finally, they stabbed him in his neck once more enabling blood to sputter out of him. The surgeon’s hefty body was kicked over to allow the rest of the sticky fluid to empty out.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> “Alright now there are is no one is able to treat anyone on the ship. Next, day we aim for the busboy: Clue and hopefully Juro.”

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> “Why are we killing Clue?

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> “Here is the thing, we are killing the one’s who are most loyal to the Captain as well as the ones likely to take his place. Which are Thaksin, Juro, Clue, and the captain himself.”

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> “I guess this makes sense.”

They dragged the body up the stairs and on to the deck, careful not to make any noise. Faye’s body lifted the surgeon’s corpse and threw it down into the water. Tears slowly trickled down his eyes as Thai moved his arms onto his face, muffling it.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> The shallow white clouds became present as the dark blue dipped below horizon and the crew had begun to rise. A man with a faded ruby outfit and a face that looked as if it has been tightly scrunched together had climbed on deck and spoke,

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> “Good morn you bastards! Alright, we will be approaching Mocha Bay by tomorrow. We will excavate the land and get some more recruits.”

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> The groups of other shipmates nodded as the captain screened the entire area looking for the missing crew members.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> “Alright! Where is Thaksin and Faye?”

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> Thai ordered him to come from behind the cabin and present himself. He obeyed meekly and  shuffled in front of the crowd.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> “Sir, I am here. I think, uh, I overslept from the rough seas.” The captain turned around to see Faye and arched his eyebrows.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> “No goddamn excuse!” The captain raised his sword from the sheath and stoke it on his shirt causing him to fall.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> “You  a weak bastard. I would kill you, but we ain’t got many of you left,” The captain said.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> Thai then muttered,

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> “Alright, you son of a bitch.”

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> After his brief speech detailing the plans for the next few days; He  saluted the crew and walked back to his quarters. Faye walked back into his room so they could converse privately.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> “Alright, your ears haven’t been full of cotton so far. Anyways, Clue always tidies up from supper at around mid-dusk and that is where we need to attack. For this one we must act quickly. We musn’t miss him after supper. This means avoid all scitter-scatter with the crew.” She said.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> “Okay, Could I ask something?”

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> “It’s better to fucking ask now than later.”

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> “Are you doing it? And can you make me unknown of it happening?”

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> “I’m going to try your body has been difficult to control. And about the second part I ain’t sure unless you leave this body.”

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> Faye shook a bit in the hammock and attempted not to think about the very real fate of going to E.N.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> Following the mundane task of observing the surrounding areas for nearby ships they walked to the boiler room where they were holding supper. The table held an array of soups and a brisk lobster in the center as well as the last bit of watered down wine. When Faye arrived at the table the crew was already feasting and shouting swears at one another.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> “I hope these bastards learn manners before I become captain,” Thai muttered.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> “Hiya Faye! I’m glad you showed up to dinner! We were planning to play poker afterwards. Wanna try your luck?” Clue said rubbing his hands together and smiling.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> “Eh, tonight ain’t the best night,” Thai said in a poor impression of Faye.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> “Okay,” he said rubbing his hair.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> They rested on the wooden chair watching the rest of the group file out of the room and awaited for when Clue would be alone. When there was no one left Thai commanded Faye to shatter one of the glasses in order for Clue to be vulnerable and pick it up. He denied. Thai ignored him and used his arm to grab one of the wine glasses and smashed it on to the ground. At the same time Clue realised and tried to help clean up. She then took hold of one of the shards and jabbed the lad in the abdomen. He yelped insufferably as she then started streaking it through his  throat careful not to strike an artery. Thai then marked his eyelids with red leaving them wide-open. Clue then bit Faye’s arm causing him to bleed and for them to back away.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> “Damn it you little roach!”

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> Thai kicked him across the floor in frustration and then walked towards him to lift him up only to throw his head into a nearby pot of boiling water. His face scolded from the intense heat and was filled with bumps akin to measles. She submerged his face under the water until he stopped struggling and was left as a bruised, bloody cadaver.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> “You bitch,” Faye wailed as he kneeled by Clues body as he caressed his soaked hair.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> “Shut up. If you want to be captain you’re gonna have to cut a few heads off.”

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> “I know, but these are my crew members. These are my friends.”

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> “Ugh, get up we are about to go get our second to last one Juro.”

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> “I’m not sure if I want to.”

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> Juro slept in a long cot embedded into the wood floor. He slept as if he was surrounded by fluffy creatures and he dreamed of his lady Vanessa who is in Modest Existence and was expecting him to be home. He longed for a passage back into M.E despite his previous actions and recited prayers secretively everyday.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> After going back for his rifle, Faye crawled into his room as subtle as a mouse and approached the man. Thai didn’t waste a second and rammed the muzzle into his nose breaking it. Juro stifled about and started wailing.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> “What they hell are you trying to do to me!” He whined.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> “You’re so goddamn loyal to the captain. That’s why.” She said.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> “No I’m not I’m trying to get back to Vanessa! Please stop!”

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> “I ain’t going to because you are already injured and Thaksin can’t help you! So let this be a blessing that you won’t have to live with a mangled nose.”

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> Thai aimed the firearm directly on his forehead as the man breathed harshly through his mouth. She then pulled the trigger scattering the blood over the room.They watched him struggle for breath as Faye’s hand trembled. Juro finally let out a violent cough.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> They carried the bodies to the deck and dropped them from the ship as they sank and floated back to the top.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> “Do you think we will pass their bodies before anyone notices?” Faye asked.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> “Yeah, hopefully.”

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> Faye slept restlessly as he tossed and turned causing Thai to lose sleep as well. When dawn reached as well did the bay. It sat there crisp with  brown sand and loosely hung palm trees almost as if it was a lazy oasis.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> “Wake up you lazy assholes! We must ease into the pier!” Yelled the captain.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> The group moaned and gripped as they climbed on deck. The captain once again scoured the crowd to account for attendance.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> “It’s like we are losing one of you dumb broads everyday! Anyone have a guess to why?” Said the captain.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> Faye gulped and tapped his toes in order to calm himself. Thai told him to calm down and wait for another fool to claim guilty. Unfortunately, none of them came forward and the captain spoke once more,

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> “Ugh, when I get light of that fucker I’m gonna kill him.”

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> A scrawnier man in the crowd decided to speak,

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> “Um, do you suppose they did this to themselves?”

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> This was followed by a mild discussion among them.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> “Why do you think that?”

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> “Well, there bodies disappeared. So I think they must've ‘walked the plank’. Especially, Juro he really missed his wife.”

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> “It’s a decent theory, but we ain’t sure right now.”

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> “I don’t think that happened. There was blood all over Juro’s cot this morning. How could he harm himself and move all the way up to the deck? As for Clue and Thaksin, why would they kill themselves? ” Said one of the secondary gunner. When she finished there were a few remarks calling her a smartass and then the captain responded,

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> “You make a fine point Shauna. But now we need to prepare for today.”

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> Faye leaned on his gun trying to relax as Thai commanded him to shoot the captain.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> “I don’t want to!” He said.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> “Dammit why not?”

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> “Can’t you do it?”

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> “No, I can’t use your arm right now.” She lied.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> He finally complied and rose the gun. Then released the trigger onto the captain. He fell down tripping on his feet. They barged through the enamored crowd  and looked down on the captain.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> “You fuck. You moron. It is Thai you bastard. Captain Thai.”

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> “How?”

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> “Made a deal with ‘God’,” she then stomped on his face, suppressing his breathing and causing him to die.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> “Now, you listen to me or I swear we’ll kill you. Capish?” They nodded and eased the boat to shore.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> Now we approach the beginning. Faye sits on the pier as the rest of them step off of the ship and prepare tents.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> "They are all pleased with our decision, " Thai said. "Really? I'm honored to serve, but--" He said. "No, killing is good as well as blood is red." "I feel good perhaps, less in confusion than before," said Faye wiping his eyes creating a dark rim around them. "Think about it as a strike of loyalty, a stance against the captain. Now come on, bring more blood unto the our new throne of hell." She said with reassurance.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> The two captains walk forever in Enabled Punishment. They kill the unloyal the unable, and the unthinking creating a forever turning cycle of power. Eons later, they now rule the kingdom of Enabled Punishment bringing torture among the innocent and giving a home to the cruel.

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