<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3881011201175697199</id><updated>2012-01-26T00:57:37.753-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Curse of the Black Moon</title><subtitle type='html'>|"Ahoy matey, welcome afoot to the big galleon or the legendary ship of the Black Moon! A piratey life in a modern days, it story unfold momentarily."|</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curseofblackmoon.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3881011201175697199/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curseofblackmoon.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Crude_Hasting@Jack_Spotting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12460000139577181678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2P2I8Fj9fvo/SJ8CnHpWC_I/AAAAAAAAADw/sA_oILf1Vjc/s1600-R/23_Small%2BLove%2BSong.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>35</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3881011201175697199.post-8927885957388743506</id><published>2011-07-30T20:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T01:43:27.125-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Revived</title><content type='html'>The captain once again emerged at the port. He looked around for the Black Moon, and it was harbored there idling; shining under the full moon. The sky that night was particularly clear and the moon herself was sparkling as though enlightening the path for the captain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A fine day, lad!" He whispered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He walked towards the ship and soon raised its colors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Let the journey begins!" He shouted at the wheel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new TCBM will be at this link:&lt;br /&gt;http://tbmn2.blogspot.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The captain has returned for another round of seafaring.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3881011201175697199-8927885957388743506?l=curseofblackmoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curseofblackmoon.blogspot.com/feeds/8927885957388743506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3881011201175697199&amp;postID=8927885957388743506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3881011201175697199/posts/default/8927885957388743506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3881011201175697199/posts/default/8927885957388743506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curseofblackmoon.blogspot.com/2011/07/revived.html' title='Revived'/><author><name>Crude_Hasting@Jack_Spotting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12460000139577181678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2P2I8Fj9fvo/SJ8CnHpWC_I/AAAAAAAAADw/sA_oILf1Vjc/s1600-R/23_Small%2BLove%2BSong.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3881011201175697199.post-3309652336535707152</id><published>2008-12-21T01:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T04:08:50.265-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crap' O Crab</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Soon not long after the dead of the fish, the captain bought a new marine pet to accompany his favourite co-captain. A &lt;em&gt;crab&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A red fleshy crab with a pair of red claws.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Arhg, let's name it Sea-hoe!" The captain said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What? Of all de' name, why Sea-hoe? You sounded like 'Bull-Shit'!" The co-captain said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How about de' name 'Red-Bull'?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As both of them arguing about the name for the red crab, it crawled out of the frying pan and into the bigger fire: The stove.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Blast me, the crab ran out of its 'cage'!" The captain horrified.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He sounded the alarm and called for each and every crew in the ship to look for it. Soon but not too soon, one of the crew found it. He brought it forward to the captain and showed him with his two hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He's asleep, capt!" The crab were cuddled around sleeping nicely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sleep my foot! Crap. Its dead." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282956227941898626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2P2I8Fj9fvo/SVDUsvJqGYI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/KqFWhGzFGFw/s320/IMAGE_079.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Another marine pet suicided.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3881011201175697199-3309652336535707152?l=curseofblackmoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curseofblackmoon.blogspot.com/feeds/3309652336535707152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3881011201175697199&amp;postID=3309652336535707152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3881011201175697199/posts/default/3309652336535707152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3881011201175697199/posts/default/3309652336535707152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curseofblackmoon.blogspot.com/2008/12/crap-o-crab.html' title='Crap&apos; O Crab'/><author><name>Crude_Hasting@Jack_Spotting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12460000139577181678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2P2I8Fj9fvo/SJ8CnHpWC_I/AAAAAAAAADw/sA_oILf1Vjc/s1600-R/23_Small%2BLove%2BSong.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2P2I8Fj9fvo/SVDUsvJqGYI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/KqFWhGzFGFw/s72-c/IMAGE_079.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3881011201175697199.post-7988188407573450573</id><published>2008-10-07T06:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T06:56:44.931-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Fish in Ship</title><content type='html'>Recently, a favourite co-captain of the captain bought a magnificent "fishy" tank from one of the famous mainland called the "Aquarium Centre".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What fish market arg' you talkin' about, my dear?" The captain asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Not fish market, you silly fool, the aquarium where you can rear a fish as a pet"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Fish food you meant? Ah, we have plenty of fish food as supplies, pick one as you like!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No!! I meant live fish, not dead fish!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was getting annoyed so he turned around and walked ahead. In that moment, with his huge leap of movement, he stepped onto something with a cracking sound. He looked down and saw blisters of glasses and a jumping fish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No!! You silly fool, it's my aquarium you steppin' on! You killed my fish!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She laid down and sob as she picked up her poor fish. He looked blur over some dead small fish with a golden strip on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Argh, me dear, you can have all the fishes in the world as we roam the sea!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was sobbing and then angrily turn around facing the Captain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I will demand a mutiny and throw you off the sea with giant sharks to eat you alive!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- The Captain has a new asset in the ship called the Aquarium.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3881011201175697199-7988188407573450573?l=curseofblackmoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curseofblackmoon.blogspot.com/feeds/7988188407573450573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3881011201175697199&amp;postID=7988188407573450573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3881011201175697199/posts/default/7988188407573450573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3881011201175697199/posts/default/7988188407573450573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curseofblackmoon.blogspot.com/2008/10/fish-in-ship.html' title='The Fish in Ship'/><author><name>Crude_Hasting@Jack_Spotting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12460000139577181678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2P2I8Fj9fvo/SJ8CnHpWC_I/AAAAAAAAADw/sA_oILf1Vjc/s1600-R/23_Small%2BLove%2BSong.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3881011201175697199.post-1027288255960155126</id><published>2008-10-07T06:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T06:30:28.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye, Good Crew!</title><content type='html'>It's a sad day to happen in the ship. As the captain looked through the list of crews, he saw some names inactive in the ship. They must be playing truant in the ship!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Thee shou walk the plank!" The captain shouted angrily to the pity crew. Then he smiled and turned pitiful towards his poor crew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I don't want to do this but pitiful... I'm sorry I have to do this..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Goodbye, my good and kind hearted crew, I knew you have been working hard to get tee' ship movin' but I left with no choice..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"En garde, and fare thee well!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The crew gave her last salute and hand-shake with the captain. She bid him the last farewell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, reluctantly the crew jumped and hop from the ship to the far away mainland to venture for her new adventure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"God bless thee, may the sea calm upon thee! The captain pray and hope upon his once good crew whom had helped him build up the ship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Farewell crew: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;VvSoNeedsALife&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3881011201175697199-1027288255960155126?l=curseofblackmoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curseofblackmoon.blogspot.com/feeds/1027288255960155126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3881011201175697199&amp;postID=1027288255960155126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3881011201175697199/posts/default/1027288255960155126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3881011201175697199/posts/default/1027288255960155126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curseofblackmoon.blogspot.com/2008/10/goodblye-crew.html' title='Goodbye, Good Crew!'/><author><name>Crude_Hasting@Jack_Spotting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12460000139577181678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2P2I8Fj9fvo/SJ8CnHpWC_I/AAAAAAAAADw/sA_oILf1Vjc/s1600-R/23_Small%2BLove%2BSong.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3881011201175697199.post-8743129677664693032</id><published>2008-10-07T06:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T06:13:24.494-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The sea sail</title><content type='html'>The captain looked at the sky and it's mild blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ah, a lovely day, nice to sleep!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone was busy even the captain itself was on the deck rushing and running around the deck whole day to complete some certain important tasks. As if many paperworks have to be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-A tiring day today&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3881011201175697199-8743129677664693032?l=curseofblackmoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curseofblackmoon.blogspot.com/feeds/8743129677664693032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3881011201175697199&amp;postID=8743129677664693032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3881011201175697199/posts/default/8743129677664693032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3881011201175697199/posts/default/8743129677664693032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curseofblackmoon.blogspot.com/2008/10/sea-sail.html' title='The sea sail'/><author><name>Crude_Hasting@Jack_Spotting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12460000139577181678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2P2I8Fj9fvo/SJ8CnHpWC_I/AAAAAAAAADw/sA_oILf1Vjc/s1600-R/23_Small%2BLove%2BSong.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3881011201175697199.post-8642044444894925008</id><published>2008-10-03T06:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T06:47:27.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fat Ol' Jake - Part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yes, the last we saw Jake, that is Fat Ol' Jake, getting on to a ship to slim down. Forced to row by the captain. Yes, he is rowing into the sea. Deep sea. "Row! you slimy fatty!", the captain yelled and whipping the floor hardly. Jake struggled to row and he had been rowing for many days since he last leave port. He was panting and sweating heavily. He smelled badly from all the sweat that had accumulated from rowing. He had neither bath nor rest. "Row! you lazy fat arse!", the captain's face was so near Jake that he could smelled his bad breath filled of rum. "Row! You shall row!", the captain laughed loudly and walked into his room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Jake was rowing hard and the skies was looming dark. Dark clouds and thunder strikes. He could see lightning flashes accross the skies. The sea was getting rough. The rowing had became bad. Jake was rowing against the strong current. Rain poured heavily. The heavy rain drenched Jake. He felt cold, hungry and angry at himself for the cause he had invited to his ownself. "I am a silly man", he breathed warm air on to his palms. He rubbed his palms hard. His palms had blisters from the hard rowing of many days. That moment, there was a crash from the captain's room. "Argh!", the captain screamed. Momentarily there was silence except from the heavy downpour and roars of lightning. Should he left his position and go see the captain. He kept on rowing amidst the hard downpour and that captain's scream. He dare not leave his place for fear of punishment. "Argh!", another scream emitted from the room. It died down again. This time Jake left his place and rush to the captain's room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;He graspped the door knob and about to turn, the captain dashed out and nearly knocking into Jake. The captain slumped to the floor with both hands on his throat. He was choking. He was gasping for air and begging for help. Fatty Ol' Jake could not do anything but knelt beside him holding the captain's hand. The captain gave his last breath and passed away. Poor Jake, he was left alone in a big ship with no one to guide it. The ship is without captain now. Jake put the captain's body on the bed and looked around. "Where am I now?", he looked to the captain's table. A big map was unfolded and spread across it. A few navigational tools had been left on it. "Now how do I use these?", he scratched his head. For Jake who had not even left one foot out to sea, this navigational tools had not helped much. He was lost in sea. He could not tell which stars to follow or anywhere on the map.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"I will row and row until I see land", he went back to his position and started rowing. He was hungry and very hungry too. He left his place again and went looking around the ship. He saw a door to the left of the captain's room. "There isn't anyone here on the ship beside me?", he thought for the moment. He opened the door slowly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Fat Ol' Jake - Open's the second door&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3881011201175697199-8642044444894925008?l=curseofblackmoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curseofblackmoon.blogspot.com/feeds/8642044444894925008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3881011201175697199&amp;postID=8642044444894925008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3881011201175697199/posts/default/8642044444894925008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3881011201175697199/posts/default/8642044444894925008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curseofblackmoon.blogspot.com/2008/10/fat-ol-jake-part-2.html' title='Fat Ol&apos; Jake - Part 2'/><author><name>william wilstroth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13231002078454165216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QmHghJr_hU0/StAaQviADhI/AAAAAAAAAKY/oBjvKU_oWJw/S220/William.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3881011201175697199.post-7586359230113720419</id><published>2008-09-21T06:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T06:16:55.907-07:00</updated><title type='text'>JCO?</title><content type='html'>In one time of the year, the captain would sail to civilization to hook up some girls, pillage and restock his ship. Suddenly, he stumbled upon a shop named:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"J-CO?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What the hell iz that? Donuts?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Darn... Why the queue?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He snuffed all the people away from the line and snatched a donut. He took one bite and...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's like heaven!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The captain ordered a barrage of donuts as supplies to the ship.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3881011201175697199-7586359230113720419?l=curseofblackmoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curseofblackmoon.blogspot.com/feeds/7586359230113720419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3881011201175697199&amp;postID=7586359230113720419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3881011201175697199/posts/default/7586359230113720419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3881011201175697199/posts/default/7586359230113720419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curseofblackmoon.blogspot.com/2008/09/jco.html' title='JCO?'/><author><name>Crude_Hasting@Jack_Spotting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12460000139577181678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2P2I8Fj9fvo/SJ8CnHpWC_I/AAAAAAAAADw/sA_oILf1Vjc/s1600-R/23_Small%2BLove%2BSong.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3881011201175697199.post-7370751428433664495</id><published>2008-09-21T01:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T01:23:50.614-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Black Sail: Upgrades</title><content type='html'>Since the day, the captain left Ipoh Port, his ship has been constantly been upgrade with new technologies and upgraded weapons. His newly recruited crews were also more energetic and enthuasitic replacing the old pirates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ye, be gone quick, I want to luk' at this new grand charm in me room!" The captain shouted at one of the pirate cleaner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The latest upgrade in the captain's room was the high tech navigator mechansm that could allow him to watch and gather information from around the world known as the Internet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Grr, garg! What thee this button do?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He pulled it out and threw it to the floor. The machine qawked and stalled as soon as the button was pulled out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oops.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The captain again back online.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3881011201175697199-7370751428433664495?l=curseofblackmoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curseofblackmoon.blogspot.com/feeds/7370751428433664495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3881011201175697199&amp;postID=7370751428433664495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3881011201175697199/posts/default/7370751428433664495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3881011201175697199/posts/default/7370751428433664495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curseofblackmoon.blogspot.com/2008/09/black-sail-upgrades.html' title='The Black Sail: Upgrades'/><author><name>Crude_Hasting@Jack_Spotting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12460000139577181678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2P2I8Fj9fvo/SJ8CnHpWC_I/AAAAAAAAADw/sA_oILf1Vjc/s1600-R/23_Small%2BLove%2BSong.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3881011201175697199.post-7991931461036021825</id><published>2008-08-25T19:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T19:56:18.857-07:00</updated><title type='text'>At the port</title><content type='html'>The captain hauled the ship to the port and set his foot on the land. Finally, land ahoy. The sea is calm and the sun is bright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The governor waiting ahead on the red carpet. One hand is the scroll and all the other officers smiled as the captain approached the ceremony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The governor gave a small speech and present the scroll to the captain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Congratulations"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The officers and the citizen applauded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The captain smiled and cheered in his heart. FINALLY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3881011201175697199-7991931461036021825?l=curseofblackmoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curseofblackmoon.blogspot.com/feeds/7991931461036021825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3881011201175697199&amp;postID=7991931461036021825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3881011201175697199/posts/default/7991931461036021825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3881011201175697199/posts/default/7991931461036021825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curseofblackmoon.blogspot.com/2008/08/at-port.html' title='At the port'/><author><name>Crude_Hasting@Jack_Spotting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12460000139577181678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2P2I8Fj9fvo/SJ8CnHpWC_I/AAAAAAAAADw/sA_oILf1Vjc/s1600-R/23_Small%2BLove%2BSong.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3881011201175697199.post-3727990928923995300</id><published>2008-08-18T05:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T05:24:45.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Memories</title><content type='html'>The captain was suddenly realized that he was travelling too fast. He couldn't even have to time to jot down the moment when he put his last fight. And now he already done his "Thesis" and his "Industrial Training" for modernizing pirate's life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He sat down and look at the deep blue sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Phew, I survived!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- The last four years had passed by so fast, the captain was stunned.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3881011201175697199-3727990928923995300?l=curseofblackmoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curseofblackmoon.blogspot.com/feeds/3727990928923995300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3881011201175697199&amp;postID=3727990928923995300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3881011201175697199/posts/default/3727990928923995300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3881011201175697199/posts/default/3727990928923995300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curseofblackmoon.blogspot.com/2008/08/memories.html' title='Memories'/><author><name>Crude_Hasting@Jack_Spotting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12460000139577181678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2P2I8Fj9fvo/SJ8CnHpWC_I/AAAAAAAAADw/sA_oILf1Vjc/s1600-R/23_Small%2BLove%2BSong.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3881011201175697199.post-5053008143897186671</id><published>2008-08-17T04:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T04:54:47.057-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Captain Sailing: Again 2</title><content type='html'>The captain looked up to the sea and saw land...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ahoy matey, land ahead and keep the distance!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The captain has been lately been awarded a unique "paper-degree" certificate. He looks at it and shook his head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Bah, what english paper is this?" He shoved it to his most trusted liutenant in command for further understanding of the paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He looked at it as if reading newspaper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Must be sumthin' good, aye capt..." He smiled while guessing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The captain then snapped the paper away from the pirate and put it inside his treasure box. He then turn to the baffled pirate and said, "Well, all in all, we had a good fight in the last four years, it shall be a token of remembrance for us all! Cheers to all the folks on the ship!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3881011201175697199-5053008143897186671?l=curseofblackmoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curseofblackmoon.blogspot.com/feeds/5053008143897186671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3881011201175697199&amp;postID=5053008143897186671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3881011201175697199/posts/default/5053008143897186671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3881011201175697199/posts/default/5053008143897186671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curseofblackmoon.blogspot.com/2008/08/captain-sailing-again-2.html' title='The Captain Sailing: Again 2'/><author><name>Crude_Hasting@Jack_Spotting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12460000139577181678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2P2I8Fj9fvo/SJ8CnHpWC_I/AAAAAAAAADw/sA_oILf1Vjc/s1600-R/23_Small%2BLove%2BSong.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3881011201175697199.post-7315747878563186508</id><published>2008-03-14T06:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T06:37:05.474-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fat Ol' Jake - Part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Once upon a time in a far far away land, there lived a fat pirate by the docks. Everyone called him Fat Ol' Jake. He was so fat that everything he does looked clumsy. He wore big shirts and big pants. He loves his rum warmth and his pie hot. Every morning he will go to his favourite pie shop and order 3 big hot chicken pies. He will eat and eat until the last crumb and licked his fingers clean. Then he will stop at his favourite bar to drink his favourite warmth rum. He will order 3 big glasses of warmth rum. He drink, drank and drunk on his favourite rum. Unfortunately, he was not a happy pirate. He was not able to travel with the others pirate on their adventure. So he was a sad, sad and sad fat pirate. He vouch to get thin but always fail to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;One day, a strange lady walked up to him and said that she would be able to help him slim down and join his friends. However, there is one condition, he must join a specific group of pirates and go to the farthest end of the ocean to get back a black book. Without hesitation, Fat Ol' Jake agreed to the strange lady. She pointed him to large ship. It looked old and dainty. He looked up to the old ship for a moment. By the time he turned back to her, the strange lady had already dissappear. So he took small steps up to the ship. It was quiet and no one was working on the ship yet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;He walked around the ship and found it was neat and tidy. Not a single speck of dust or anything pieces that is about to fall off. Though looked old but it was very clean. 'So you are the fat boy who will be joining me eh?' someone shouted loud to him. It was coming from upper deck of the ship. A tall and thin man. Fat Ol' Jake looked up to him. The old man was very thin and look very frail. 'You will begin by rowing this boat out to the waters', commanded the thin old man. 'Me? But where is everyone?', Fat Ol' Jake looked left and right to see any pirates who would be joining him. 'Only you', the thin old man had walked down from the upper deck. 'What are you waiting for? Go on and row now!', said the thin old man sternly. Fat Ol' Jake wanted to leave but mysteriously the ship had already rowed out to the sea. 'You will row as you are told', said the old man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Fat Ol' Jake - Get it Going!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3881011201175697199-7315747878563186508?l=curseofblackmoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curseofblackmoon.blogspot.com/feeds/7315747878563186508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3881011201175697199&amp;postID=7315747878563186508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3881011201175697199/posts/default/7315747878563186508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3881011201175697199/posts/default/7315747878563186508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curseofblackmoon.blogspot.com/2008/03/fat-ol-jake-part-1.html' title='Fat Ol&apos; Jake - Part 1'/><author><name>william wilstroth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13231002078454165216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QmHghJr_hU0/StAaQviADhI/AAAAAAAAAKY/oBjvKU_oWJw/S220/William.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3881011201175697199.post-8688726452204869197</id><published>2008-01-28T04:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T23:41:46.611-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's New Year</title><content type='html'>"It's &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;New Year&lt;/span&gt;!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other crew stared at him with disgusted face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey, it's been New Year for almost a month now..." He shooked his head and back to his routine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No no, look, it's &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Chinese&lt;/span&gt; New Year!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah, smartie pants, how do you know? You not even chinese!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He pushed his head over the deck and he saw this banner hanging over the other ship:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160500888862223986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2P2I8Fj9fvo/R53IN4e4bnI/AAAAAAAAADI/uMAShsqWz4o/s400/cny.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"WOW, It's indeed Chinese New Year!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Sweat for the other pirate.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Happy Chinese New Year and A Properous Mouse Year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3881011201175697199-8688726452204869197?l=curseofblackmoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curseofblackmoon.blogspot.com/feeds/8688726452204869197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3881011201175697199&amp;postID=8688726452204869197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3881011201175697199/posts/default/8688726452204869197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3881011201175697199/posts/default/8688726452204869197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curseofblackmoon.blogspot.com/2008/01/its-new-year.html' title='It&apos;s New Year'/><author><name>Crude_Hasting@Jack_Spotting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12460000139577181678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2P2I8Fj9fvo/SJ8CnHpWC_I/AAAAAAAAADw/sA_oILf1Vjc/s1600-R/23_Small%2BLove%2BSong.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_2P2I8Fj9fvo/R53IN4e4bnI/AAAAAAAAADI/uMAShsqWz4o/s72-c/cny.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3881011201175697199.post-1343706505350816219</id><published>2008-01-23T19:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T19:25:09.401-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pirate Bankrupt</title><content type='html'>The captain looked angrily at his cargo, "Emtpy bannacles!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sigh, I'm bankrupt and the crews are hungry!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The captain strolled left and right, thinking for a solution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Let's walk them all the plank!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But who will man the ship?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Eerie thought.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3881011201175697199-1343706505350816219?l=curseofblackmoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curseofblackmoon.blogspot.com/feeds/1343706505350816219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3881011201175697199&amp;postID=1343706505350816219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3881011201175697199/posts/default/1343706505350816219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3881011201175697199/posts/default/1343706505350816219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curseofblackmoon.blogspot.com/2008/01/pirate-bankrupt.html' title='Pirate Bankrupt'/><author><name>Crude_Hasting@Jack_Spotting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12460000139577181678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2P2I8Fj9fvo/SJ8CnHpWC_I/AAAAAAAAADw/sA_oILf1Vjc/s1600-R/23_Small%2BLove%2BSong.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3881011201175697199.post-1381325865782566436</id><published>2007-12-29T09:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T09:15:22.553-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The pirate</title><content type='html'>"Aye, captey. What's ye resolution?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"To burn ye liver and feed the sharks!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All eyes on the captain with horror faces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Now go and do your chores! Ye skimpy shrimp of pirates!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year! From the pirates...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3881011201175697199-1381325865782566436?l=curseofblackmoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curseofblackmoon.blogspot.com/feeds/1381325865782566436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3881011201175697199&amp;postID=1381325865782566436' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3881011201175697199/posts/default/1381325865782566436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3881011201175697199/posts/default/1381325865782566436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curseofblackmoon.blogspot.com/2007/12/pirate.html' title='The pirate'/><author><name>Crude_Hasting@Jack_Spotting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12460000139577181678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2P2I8Fj9fvo/SJ8CnHpWC_I/AAAAAAAAADw/sA_oILf1Vjc/s1600-R/23_Small%2BLove%2BSong.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3881011201175697199.post-1508638654390744440</id><published>2007-10-18T19:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T19:25:50.078-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Black Ship That Won't Stop - Part 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The captain had picked up his rifle&lt;/strong&gt; and started shooting along side his men. The ferocious Sea Spider was not giving out. More men were cast into a cocoon by the giant sea spider's web. Smaller sea spiders immediately carried off those cocoons into the sea. 'Monkey boy! balls quick!', yelled the gunner who had just fired his last cannon. The cannon had proven ineffective against the sea spider. It had not moved from its attacking position. The boy had made a quick dash to the cannon balls and back to ther gunner. Meanwhile on the starboard, first mate Ol' John were struggling to cut off a few smaller sea spider. Their bit marks, though small, can be very fatal if its left too long without medication. The high pitch of squeaking of the Sea Spider was deafening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The giant Sea Spider was the next most dangerous sea creatures to the deathly mermaids. Deathly mermaids are not easily to be dealt of than Sea Spider because they lure pirates to their death by consuming them.'Ye niver meet eye to eye with a mermaid, ye will fall deep and you will die', that was once a stranger in the tavern who said that. 'Thousand more dangerous than the Sea Spider', the man gulped down his rum and swipe his mouth with the back of his hand. Ol' John still remembering those words. 'Ti hell with it, Sea Spider, pain and crazy!', he jumped from the starboard down to the middle of the ship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3881011201175697199-1508638654390744440?l=curseofblackmoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curseofblackmoon.blogspot.com/feeds/1508638654390744440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3881011201175697199&amp;postID=1508638654390744440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3881011201175697199/posts/default/1508638654390744440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3881011201175697199/posts/default/1508638654390744440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curseofblackmoon.blogspot.com/2007/10/black-ship-that-wont-stop-part-2.html' title='The Black Ship That Won&apos;t Stop - Part 3'/><author><name>william wilstroth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13231002078454165216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QmHghJr_hU0/StAaQviADhI/AAAAAAAAAKY/oBjvKU_oWJw/S220/William.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3881011201175697199.post-8214583104883366271</id><published>2007-10-18T03:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T04:20:30.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Late Arrival - Ol' Mate</title><content type='html'>The captain almost forgotten to welcome another most important member of his crew whom he crept quietly, almost invisible to the other crew except the captain himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Welcome aboard, eye-patch, pirate Wilstroth whom has roamed the sea more than I do!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Everyone giggled and then applaused.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rumour has it said, he was more legendary than the Captain while some said he was the brother in law to the captain. While some said, he shared the same brethen court with the captain or some said he is indeed the captain's brother! Well, of all the stories, this pirate had indeed once plundered many golds and embarked on many adventures and journey with the captain. This was indeed truth. He was the old mate to the captain and maybe more than that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regardless of the rumours, the captain gave as much as equal esteem and honour to him, a slightly more than any other crew. Who knows? Dead men tell no tales...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Aye, stop wonderin, ye all other scum wormies, go man the cannons and the rudder!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And as for you, pirate Wilstroth, wut a weird name, eh... now scuttle and do wut ever you want!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[The other pirates shoke hand with him and introduced among each other.] - This sentence is totally fictional and none could ever shake hand with him or neither meet him in the eye. It's more than meet the eyes, some might say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- One thing for sure, this pirate does not fall under direct command of the captain. He roam the ship as he feels free. "So is he the next captain Barbossa?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3881011201175697199-8214583104883366271?l=curseofblackmoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curseofblackmoon.blogspot.com/feeds/8214583104883366271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3881011201175697199&amp;postID=8214583104883366271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3881011201175697199/posts/default/8214583104883366271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3881011201175697199/posts/default/8214583104883366271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curseofblackmoon.blogspot.com/2007/10/late-arrival.html' title='Late Arrival - Ol&apos; Mate'/><author><name>Crude_Hasting@Jack_Spotting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12460000139577181678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2P2I8Fj9fvo/SJ8CnHpWC_I/AAAAAAAAADw/sA_oILf1Vjc/s1600-R/23_Small%2BLove%2BSong.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3881011201175697199.post-4891804386909644356</id><published>2007-10-17T23:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T19:26:23.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Black Ship That Won't Stop - Part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'It may be unfamiliar lads&lt;/strong&gt;, ye never know when s'mthing's up and ye find ye' elf lumbering over something deng'rus and ye niver know what's coming to ye until its too late', an old man sat by the ladder with a bottle of rum on his left hand. His hands was shakky not from the silent sea but from old age. Rat Rucks was his name and he has has seen piracy before Black Ship became a legend. 'Ti' next things ye know ye are dead', he spat out his tobacco to the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;'Off with ye old saying, Rat Rucks!', the first mate walked towards the edge of the bridge. First mate, John Ol' Ripple, or they call him Ol' John had been sensing some uneasiness over the latest affair chasing the Black Ship since they had nearly collided with each other last two days. 'We shud not had chase her, I tell ye, we are dum!', cried the old man with both hands on his head. 'Keep quiet, I hear shumthing', everybody stopped moving and looked around the ship. 'Shumthing is out there', he squinted his eyes as if he could search the darkness in the sea. Old Claireborne will hold the wind and the rough seas, that was what he thought. Claireborne a rough old ship with a large sharp cutting edge bow and a lady of with wide arm open up on both sides. Ol' John had been with Claireborne for as long as the old captain. Had seen a few mutinees aboard the ship and almost always got killed. How he managed to get spared was never knew as he would not tell a single thing out of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The ship was trembling a bit and everyone had now turned their heads to the sea. 'Ol god, wha' in ti' hell is going on?' cried Rat Rucks. 'I tell ye, its coming fer us', he looked more in distressed. 'Everyone, man your stations and speed!', Ol' John commanded as he move to the wheels. The captain had immediately walked out from the binnacle below. 'The compass is running wild!', he shouted. That instance, a loud crash and the one side of ship had tored opened revealing its insides. Then appeared from beneath the sea, long spiky legs, got hold of the ships hull. 'The giant sea spider!', cried one of the men. There were at least six pairs of leg from it. More little sea spiders had ermeged from the sea. 'Quick men! To your rifles! Shoot!', the Captain aimed at the Sea Spider's large head. After it had gotten up to the ship, the sea spider immediately spun and shot webs on it's victims.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3881011201175697199-4891804386909644356?l=curseofblackmoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curseofblackmoon.blogspot.com/feeds/4891804386909644356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3881011201175697199&amp;postID=4891804386909644356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3881011201175697199/posts/default/4891804386909644356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3881011201175697199/posts/default/4891804386909644356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curseofblackmoon.blogspot.com/2007/10/black-ship-that-never-stops-part-2.html' title='The Black Ship That Won&apos;t Stop - Part 2'/><author><name>william wilstroth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13231002078454165216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QmHghJr_hU0/StAaQviADhI/AAAAAAAAAKY/oBjvKU_oWJw/S220/William.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3881011201175697199.post-4031517812106535300</id><published>2007-10-17T21:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T22:03:30.952-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Black Ship That Won't Stop - Part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It never dawn&lt;/strong&gt; on anyone that their ship was being eyed by a mysterious being deep under the sea. The sea itself was alive with many mysterious sea creatures. Some big and some tiny. Tiny but may take one's life away. They had sailed for days in pursue of a black ship that legend been told that it carried many golds and no one could ever dreamt of finding it unless managed to boarding it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The black ship moves constantly at a speed around the world. It never stop and it never accepts passengers at any ports. Of course, it will never stop at any port too. Some had seen it moving slowly in northern seas of the Carribean but some said it was in the Black Seas. The ship roamed the Seven Seas. Those who are lucky enough to board the ship will never come back forever. The captain of the ship, some said, was a well known merchant who traded spices, silks and other goods of luxury. It was one night, he had a misfortune and stirred off course into an unknown sea and never return. Maybe that black ship was his but how did the gold related to him that no one knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Stars not readable, captain", the navigator had tried to read the stars as to locate their where abouts. "Aye, look again", said the captain. "Slow down now", he told the first officer. It was windless and the sea was very calm. "This sea is very unfamiliar, captain", said one of the men. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3881011201175697199-4031517812106535300?l=curseofblackmoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curseofblackmoon.blogspot.com/feeds/4031517812106535300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3881011201175697199&amp;postID=4031517812106535300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3881011201175697199/posts/default/4031517812106535300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3881011201175697199/posts/default/4031517812106535300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curseofblackmoon.blogspot.com/2007/10/black-ship-that-wont-stop-part-1.html' title='The Black Ship That Won&apos;t Stop - Part 1'/><author><name>william wilstroth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13231002078454165216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QmHghJr_hU0/StAaQviADhI/AAAAAAAAAKY/oBjvKU_oWJw/S220/William.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3881011201175697199.post-3689898773231963457</id><published>2007-10-12T10:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T10:44:25.158-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Black Moon: Europe</title><content type='html'>Captain by the Second Mate: Miss Rara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She went to tour the Europe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[This post in under construction, please be patience or be patient!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Photo 1: Eiffel Tower &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;(She claimed she saw superman flew by!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120506972594227602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2P2I8Fj9fvo/Rw-x9kNjyZI/AAAAAAAAACg/4k2MhgJzyvQ/s320/1_242993142l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Photo 2: Underneath Eiffel Tower&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;(So she went for a closer view.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120506972594227618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2P2I8Fj9fvo/Rw-x9kNjyaI/AAAAAAAAACo/2fmxfp-TKeg/s320/1_275296291l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3881011201175697199-3689898773231963457?l=curseofblackmoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curseofblackmoon.blogspot.com/feeds/3689898773231963457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3881011201175697199&amp;postID=3689898773231963457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3881011201175697199/posts/default/3689898773231963457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3881011201175697199/posts/default/3689898773231963457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curseofblackmoon.blogspot.com/2007/10/black-moon-europe.html' title='The Black Moon: Europe'/><author><name>Crude_Hasting@Jack_Spotting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12460000139577181678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2P2I8Fj9fvo/SJ8CnHpWC_I/AAAAAAAAADw/sA_oILf1Vjc/s1600-R/23_Small%2BLove%2BSong.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_2P2I8Fj9fvo/Rw-x9kNjyZI/AAAAAAAAACg/4k2MhgJzyvQ/s72-c/1_242993142l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3881011201175697199.post-2025518150793735182</id><published>2007-10-11T10:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T10:44:51.879-07:00</updated><title type='text'>POTC: Online</title><content type='html'>Coming soon.. Review of POTC: Online&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3881011201175697199-2025518150793735182?l=curseofblackmoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curseofblackmoon.blogspot.com/feeds/2025518150793735182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3881011201175697199&amp;postID=2025518150793735182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3881011201175697199/posts/default/2025518150793735182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3881011201175697199/posts/default/2025518150793735182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curseofblackmoon.blogspot.com/2007/10/potc-online.html' title='POTC: Online'/><author><name>Crude_Hasting@Jack_Spotting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12460000139577181678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2P2I8Fj9fvo/SJ8CnHpWC_I/AAAAAAAAADw/sA_oILf1Vjc/s1600-R/23_Small%2BLove%2BSong.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3881011201175697199.post-5132557231274087077</id><published>2007-08-28T06:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T03:56:49.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The hectic day</title><content type='html'>"Row, row, row your boat." [The captain singing.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The captain took out his compass and looked at it. Then he read his watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's almost there."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He glanced out to the open sea with his telescope and he saw the KL harbour nearby full of busy fishermen going to their destination. He dropped off at the harbour with his luggage and walk towards the land. As he passed by the pier, many tourists, vendors, and all sort of men around the harbour busy with their own intention. Some were scammers, some were loitering and some were just smoking at that place. While some were busy transiting to their own destination. But for the captain, he knew the place to wait for his pickup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He stopped at that place, put down his luggage and look at his watch. 12.15pm. Nice time to catch up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not long, his pickup arrived and he hurriedly enter the vehicle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So how's the day?" The carrier asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Not too bad, not too good. Just busy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st Day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He arrived at the very place, OYL. He stood there, admiring the view of the same old factory but with a little bit of touchup over the time. New paints, and new headline at the gate. He walked in and he looked at one of the guard at the gate house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ahoy matey, I need to go into the R&amp;amp;D department to continue my experiment there."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, okay, you need a pass, give me your IC and keep this with you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guard handed him a pass named "Visitor".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He put it on and walked to the door. A big notice was placed in the front "Insert card".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Darn, no card"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Captain was puzzled why the guard gave him an ordinary card with visitor instead of an entry card or electronic pass card which the modern people called it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coincidently, a blue collar worker was going in. He smiled and he followed the worker inside. He saw his boss there. He greeted him and then soon the boss started to brief him on his work. Before that, the captain managed to see some of his old colleague. He wave and shake and hug to all of them. A warm welcome from everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3881011201175697199-5132557231274087077?l=curseofblackmoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curseofblackmoon.blogspot.com/feeds/5132557231274087077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3881011201175697199&amp;postID=5132557231274087077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3881011201175697199/posts/default/5132557231274087077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3881011201175697199/posts/default/5132557231274087077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curseofblackmoon.blogspot.com/2007/08/hectic-day.html' title='The hectic day'/><author><name>Crude_Hasting@Jack_Spotting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12460000139577181678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2P2I8Fj9fvo/SJ8CnHpWC_I/AAAAAAAAADw/sA_oILf1Vjc/s1600-R/23_Small%2BLove%2BSong.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3881011201175697199.post-2482994513437815408</id><published>2007-08-08T02:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T02:51:40.742-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ah, new ship arriving</title><content type='html'>Captain has ordered a new ship. It will be arriving soon and the captain can't wait to try his hand on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Captain drooling...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3881011201175697199-2482994513437815408?l=curseofblackmoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curseofblackmoon.blogspot.com/feeds/2482994513437815408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3881011201175697199&amp;postID=2482994513437815408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3881011201175697199/posts/default/2482994513437815408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3881011201175697199/posts/default/2482994513437815408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curseofblackmoon.blogspot.com/2007/08/ah-new-ship-arriving.html' title='Ah, new ship arriving'/><author><name>Crude_Hasting@Jack_Spotting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12460000139577181678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2P2I8Fj9fvo/SJ8CnHpWC_I/AAAAAAAAADw/sA_oILf1Vjc/s1600-R/23_Small%2BLove%2BSong.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3881011201175697199.post-2309399734238029276</id><published>2007-07-31T20:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T11:01:17.261-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And so it beguns with a ritual</title><content type='html'>The captain had gone to a bar and was astonished to see some tribal people doing a weird ritual. Here's something to share about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2P2I8Fj9fvo/RrABvPRgGMI/AAAAAAAAABI/x-ZSBQDDfG8/s1600-h/DSC00397.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2P2I8Fj9fvo/RrABvPRgGMI/AAAAAAAAABI/x-ZSBQDDfG8/s320/DSC00397.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093573089621448898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Weird, isn't it?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mushroom from South China East&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2P2I8Fj9fvo/RrS8Z_RgGPI/AAAAAAAAABg/P0SHwexVp3w/s1600-h/P7261821.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2P2I8Fj9fvo/RrS8Z_RgGPI/AAAAAAAAABg/P0SHwexVp3w/s320/P7261821.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094904233130465522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crab Meat and Drumstick from West Virginia&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2P2I8Fj9fvo/RrS8Y_RgGNI/AAAAAAAAABQ/ZRJeCIulkeU/s1600-h/P7261822.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2P2I8Fj9fvo/RrS8Y_RgGNI/AAAAAAAAABQ/ZRJeCIulkeU/s320/P7261822.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094904215950596306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fried Native Sambal from Argentina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2P2I8Fj9fvo/RrS8ZPRgGOI/AAAAAAAAABY/tjXlnYNAoqg/s1600-h/P7261818.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2P2I8Fj9fvo/RrS8ZPRgGOI/AAAAAAAAABY/tjXlnYNAoqg/s320/P7261818.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094904220245563618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The captain had a vegetarian meal that day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3881011201175697199-2309399734238029276?l=curseofblackmoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curseofblackmoon.blogspot.com/feeds/2309399734238029276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3881011201175697199&amp;postID=2309399734238029276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3881011201175697199/posts/default/2309399734238029276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3881011201175697199/posts/default/2309399734238029276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curseofblackmoon.blogspot.com/2007/07/and-so-it-beguns-with-ritual.html' title='And so it beguns with a ritual'/><author><name>Crude_Hasting@Jack_Spotting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12460000139577181678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2P2I8Fj9fvo/SJ8CnHpWC_I/AAAAAAAAADw/sA_oILf1Vjc/s1600-R/23_Small%2BLove%2BSong.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_2P2I8Fj9fvo/RrABvPRgGMI/AAAAAAAAABI/x-ZSBQDDfG8/s72-c/DSC00397.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3881011201175697199.post-5364583193753921154</id><published>2007-07-14T22:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-14T22:41:43.947-07:00</updated><title type='text'>With the wind</title><content type='html'>With the wind, he sailed to OYL R&amp;D in Kuala Lumpur. Here's the crew he met in his journey. He actually worked with the crew for a month plus and it was an exciting thrilling adventure for the captain. In fact, there's another honourable captain in the picture. He salute this captain for his dedication in his work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2P2I8Fj9fvo/RpmzCOSgQtI/AAAAAAAAABA/fGuSah4TY9Q/s1600-h/OYL+training.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2P2I8Fj9fvo/RpmzCOSgQtI/AAAAAAAAABA/fGuSah4TY9Q/s320/OYL+training.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087294104868504274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aye, captain, all the best to the other captain in the picture!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3881011201175697199-5364583193753921154?l=curseofblackmoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curseofblackmoon.blogspot.com/feeds/5364583193753921154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3881011201175697199&amp;postID=5364583193753921154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3881011201175697199/posts/default/5364583193753921154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3881011201175697199/posts/default/5364583193753921154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curseofblackmoon.blogspot.com/2007/07/with-wind.html' title='With the wind'/><author><name>Crude_Hasting@Jack_Spotting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12460000139577181678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2P2I8Fj9fvo/SJ8CnHpWC_I/AAAAAAAAADw/sA_oILf1Vjc/s1600-R/23_Small%2BLove%2BSong.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2P2I8Fj9fvo/RpmzCOSgQtI/AAAAAAAAABA/fGuSah4TY9Q/s72-c/OYL+training.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3881011201175697199.post-5600655206045607951</id><published>2007-05-07T11:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T11:39:57.181-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And so it ended.</title><content type='html'>With the latest wind, thunder and lightning strikes, the captain has finally reached the shore. He took out his compass and a piece of map and looked at the map. His eyes ventured around but he found nothing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ye Captain speakin': Jack Spotting&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3881011201175697199-5600655206045607951?l=curseofblackmoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curseofblackmoon.blogspot.com/feeds/5600655206045607951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3881011201175697199&amp;postID=5600655206045607951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3881011201175697199/posts/default/5600655206045607951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3881011201175697199/posts/default/5600655206045607951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curseofblackmoon.blogspot.com/2007/05/and-so-it-ended.html' title='And so it ended.'/><author><name>Crude_Hasting@Jack_Spotting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12460000139577181678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2P2I8Fj9fvo/SJ8CnHpWC_I/AAAAAAAAADw/sA_oILf1Vjc/s1600-R/23_Small%2BLove%2BSong.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3881011201175697199.post-1773620074290754699</id><published>2007-03-27T03:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T05:12:47.188-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Destination : Johor</title><content type='html'>On last weekend, the captain decided to sail to a place called Johor. He ordered his crew to port at Johor port and walked across the sand to find some treasure. His sudden change of plan, was actually he heard a story from one of his crew. He were saying "There's this nice place.." He immediately dragged him into the cabin and interrogate him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ahoy mateys, set sail to Johor..!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon they reached the port and walked the sand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i171.photobucket.com/albums/u314/jackspotting/Johor%20Trip/11-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The captain and his other three crews who volunteered to tag along.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i171.photobucket.com/albums/u314/jackspotting/Johor%20Trip/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The Captain felt happy about the treasure soon they'll plunder.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They walked on and on till they found a placed called "Danga Bay". Captain was tired and so they decided to pillage this place first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i171.photobucket.com/albums/u314/jackspotting/Johor%20Trip/15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(One of the Danga Bay Hut)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After much of the plundering, captain saw something so weird:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i171.photobucket.com/albums/u314/jackspotting/Johor%20Trip/13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(At Halo Cafe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four different colurs of rum? Captain can't resist to try it. After having much of drinks and happy time with his crew, he wondered "Why do my rums always out?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i171.photobucket.com/albums/u314/jackspotting/Johor%20Trip/12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Ah, that's where my rum gone!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They left the place and decided to leave a mark here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i171.photobucket.com/albums/u314/jackspotting/Johor%20Trip/14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Dead men tell no tales.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the night was still young, the crew and the captain decided to spend more time to search for any remaining treasure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i171.photobucket.com/albums/u314/jackspotting/Johor%20Trip/7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;More stories soon to be released, in the meawhile stay groggy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ye Captain speakin': Jack Spotting&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3881011201175697199-1773620074290754699?l=curseofblackmoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curseofblackmoon.blogspot.com/feeds/1773620074290754699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3881011201175697199&amp;postID=1773620074290754699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3881011201175697199/posts/default/1773620074290754699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3881011201175697199/posts/default/1773620074290754699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curseofblackmoon.blogspot.com/2007/03/destination-johor.html' title='Destination : Johor'/><author><name>Crude_Hasting@Jack_Spotting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12460000139577181678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2P2I8Fj9fvo/SJ8CnHpWC_I/AAAAAAAAADw/sA_oILf1Vjc/s1600-R/23_Small%2BLove%2BSong.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i171.photobucket.com/albums/u314/jackspotting/Johor%20Trip/th_11-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3881011201175697199.post-6313818618845863821</id><published>2007-02-23T07:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-23T07:26:42.002-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A sad wind</title><content type='html'>With the recent sailing at the sea, the captain suddenly found himself sea sicked.. Perhaps, a &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;voodoo&lt;/span&gt; spell has befallen on him. An arch-enemy or some misfortunate event took place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He docked to his cabin and asked his most fellow pirate, Rara to take over the sailing deck. He told his entrusted pirate to sail where ever she wants...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The captain too &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;sick&lt;/span&gt; to make any decision at the moment...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Message from Ye Captain : Jack Spotting withdrawn to his cabin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3881011201175697199-6313818618845863821?l=curseofblackmoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curseofblackmoon.blogspot.com/feeds/6313818618845863821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3881011201175697199&amp;postID=6313818618845863821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3881011201175697199/posts/default/6313818618845863821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3881011201175697199/posts/default/6313818618845863821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curseofblackmoon.blogspot.com/2007/02/sad-wind.html' title='A sad wind'/><author><name>Crude_Hasting@Jack_Spotting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12460000139577181678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2P2I8Fj9fvo/SJ8CnHpWC_I/AAAAAAAAADw/sA_oILf1Vjc/s1600-R/23_Small%2BLove%2BSong.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3881011201175697199.post-6241571355168712817</id><published>2007-01-28T04:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T04:22:44.564-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome another pirate!</title><content type='html'>Yehar.. Finally, all crew arrived!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome, pirate &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rara&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to our ship, &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Black Moon&lt;/span&gt;. About time, for the Black Moon to set sail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Applauses from the Captain and a few grannies.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Okay, now go mop the deck, Rara!&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ye captain speakin': Jack Spotting&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3881011201175697199-6241571355168712817?l=curseofblackmoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curseofblackmoon.blogspot.com/feeds/6241571355168712817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3881011201175697199&amp;postID=6241571355168712817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3881011201175697199/posts/default/6241571355168712817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3881011201175697199/posts/default/6241571355168712817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curseofblackmoon.blogspot.com/2007/01/welcome-another-pirate.html' title='Welcome another pirate!'/><author><name>Crude_Hasting@Jack_Spotting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12460000139577181678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2P2I8Fj9fvo/SJ8CnHpWC_I/AAAAAAAAADw/sA_oILf1Vjc/s1600-R/23_Small%2BLove%2BSong.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3881011201175697199.post-1226579602504818319</id><published>2007-01-27T02:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T04:42:03.194-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The ship "Black Moon"</title><content type='html'>Avast, matey, the ship "Black Moon" has docked the harbour of &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Selat Melaka&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;. The ship is ready for set sail but the captain is still waiting for more crew to come and most important another crew to accept his invitation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His counter is still there waiting while taking some rums and supplies to the ship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Aye, more &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;rums&lt;/span&gt;!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAQ from passer-by:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What this Black Moon about?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This Black Moon is about the story any of the crew embarked on. For e.g if one of the crew went to any Island like "Pulau Langkawi", he/she could tell a tale in this Black Moon to the world on how he/she pillaged that Island. Like a pirate saying "&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Dead men tell no tales.&lt;/span&gt;" This is sort of a place for all the crews to put in their vacation pictures and places that they plundered and narrate a story.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;How many crew can this galleon support? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Uncountable but for the time being, it is only by personal invitation but if you're interested in joining, please email me at my profile. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why sometimes Black Moon is inactive?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well, first of all do ye think a ship have internet access while sailing? Of course not, the crew can only write down their adventure once they completed their journey and narrate it back to us slowly like a pirate tale.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So does all ye crew share the same experience of journey?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;No, but we do hopefully we can share the same experience together but usually Black Moon is free for every individual to sail (write down) their own trip. So each pirate including the captain will have different story to tell here with some pictures if possible. Though we claimed ourselves pirate (in dream), in reality, we all have our own purposes.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;~If ye have more enquiries, please seek the captain of the fleet, ye scurvy worms...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ye captain speakin': Jack Spotting&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3881011201175697199-1226579602504818319?l=curseofblackmoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curseofblackmoon.blogspot.com/feeds/1226579602504818319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3881011201175697199&amp;postID=1226579602504818319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3881011201175697199/posts/default/1226579602504818319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3881011201175697199/posts/default/1226579602504818319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curseofblackmoon.blogspot.com/2007/01/ship-black-moon.html' title='The ship &quot;Black Moon&quot;'/><author><name>Crude_Hasting@Jack_Spotting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12460000139577181678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2P2I8Fj9fvo/SJ8CnHpWC_I/AAAAAAAAADw/sA_oILf1Vjc/s1600-R/23_Small%2BLove%2BSong.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3881011201175697199.post-2163378730832282281</id><published>2007-01-26T22:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T23:11:56.056-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's welcome a new crew, Msficklemystical</title><content type='html'>Avast, ye scurvy worms out there, Black Moon has indeed successfully recruited a new member.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us welcome her to the Black Moon, "Ere comes pirateyyyy... &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Msficklemystical&lt;/span&gt;!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Heavy applause from the captain himself and some passer-by.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Okay, now go clean the deck, Msfickle!&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Ye captain speakin': Jack Spotting&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3881011201175697199-2163378730832282281?l=curseofblackmoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curseofblackmoon.blogspot.com/feeds/2163378730832282281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3881011201175697199&amp;postID=2163378730832282281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3881011201175697199/posts/default/2163378730832282281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3881011201175697199/posts/default/2163378730832282281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curseofblackmoon.blogspot.com/2007/01/lets-welcome-new-crew-jolly.html' title='Let&apos;s welcome a new crew, Msficklemystical'/><author><name>Crude_Hasting@Jack_Spotting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12460000139577181678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2P2I8Fj9fvo/SJ8CnHpWC_I/AAAAAAAAADw/sA_oILf1Vjc/s1600-R/23_Small%2BLove%2BSong.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3881011201175697199.post-5514135569133770981</id><published>2007-01-26T21:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T22:13:16.230-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Piratey Language.</title><content type='html'>Ye righty! This is a &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;magical pirate journal&lt;/span&gt; that uses piratey language, do not grog what the &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;hell &lt;/span&gt;these people writing about? What's with the grammar and so on. Does pirate get education? Heck, no...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;If ye don't understand, just walk de plank!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, those who are keen to understand it, here are some terms that we, the Black Moon crew uses:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Black Moon terms&lt;/span&gt; ~ &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Modern English&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kewl ~ Cool&lt;br /&gt;Bawring ~ Boring&lt;br /&gt;Tankiu ~ Thank you&lt;br /&gt;Kewt ~ Cute&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;em&gt;Source dedicated from pirate, Rara. It was once upon when captain was speaking to her&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;*will be updated as the journey unfold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ye captain speakin': Jack Spotting&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3881011201175697199-5514135569133770981?l=curseofblackmoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curseofblackmoon.blogspot.com/feeds/5514135569133770981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3881011201175697199&amp;postID=5514135569133770981' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3881011201175697199/posts/default/5514135569133770981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3881011201175697199/posts/default/5514135569133770981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curseofblackmoon.blogspot.com/2007/01/piratey-language.html' title='Piratey Language.'/><author><name>Crude_Hasting@Jack_Spotting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12460000139577181678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2P2I8Fj9fvo/SJ8CnHpWC_I/AAAAAAAAADw/sA_oILf1Vjc/s1600-R/23_Small%2BLove%2BSong.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3881011201175697199.post-7722045517164133250</id><published>2007-01-26T21:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T02:17:21.243-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lookin fer Pirateys</title><content type='html'>To sail a galleon, one must have crew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De' Captain tried hard at the harbour to look fer some hard core piratey to join his crew. He yelled and screamed to promote his adventure. He then set up a counter at the "Grog-ye" tavern for those interested. However, he had personally invited a good companion along with him, the "&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rara&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;" pirate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the pirate taboo was that no female allow for pirates' adventure, but the captain is a 21st century pirate so he said "&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Who say no babes on sail?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Thou shall walk de plank!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His loyal parrot has flown to the east to send the invitation to pirate, Rara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hope the invitation will get to the destination and she'll accept it.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All potential pirates must not be neglected for a good adventure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ye captain speakin': Jack Spotting&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3881011201175697199-7722045517164133250?l=curseofblackmoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curseofblackmoon.blogspot.com/feeds/7722045517164133250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3881011201175697199&amp;postID=7722045517164133250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3881011201175697199/posts/default/7722045517164133250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3881011201175697199/posts/default/7722045517164133250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curseofblackmoon.blogspot.com/2007/01/lookin-fer-pirateys.html' title='Lookin fer Pirateys'/><author><name>Crude_Hasting@Jack_Spotting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12460000139577181678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2P2I8Fj9fvo/SJ8CnHpWC_I/AAAAAAAAADw/sA_oILf1Vjc/s1600-R/23_Small%2BLove%2BSong.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3881011201175697199.post-3273780312020032387</id><published>2007-01-25T08:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T21:45:06.012-08:00</updated><title type='text'>To the buccaneers</title><content type='html'>With all this commotion about the Curse of the Black Moon, the crew will try to answer ye' question shortly after we settle down our ship from the &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;dead sea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;... hohoho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime, &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;stay tune&lt;/span&gt;, matey...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ye captain speakin': Jack Spotting!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3881011201175697199-3273780312020032387?l=curseofblackmoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curseofblackmoon.blogspot.com/feeds/3273780312020032387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3881011201175697199&amp;postID=3273780312020032387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3881011201175697199/posts/default/3273780312020032387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3881011201175697199/posts/default/3273780312020032387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curseofblackmoon.blogspot.com/2007/01/to-bucaneers.html' title='To the buccaneers'/><author><name>Crude_Hasting@Jack_Spotting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12460000139577181678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2P2I8Fj9fvo/SJ8CnHpWC_I/AAAAAAAAADw/sA_oILf1Vjc/s1600-R/23_Small%2BLove%2BSong.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3881011201175697199.post-7747299055026924969</id><published>2007-01-24T09:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T09:46:07.423-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahoy matey!</title><content type='html'>Avast, welcome aboard to the legendary of &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Curse&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;of the Black Moon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh, never heard before? No fear, we tell you our story as it unfold daily or as the event take place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please be patience, matey, this site is still currently planking. Don't walk at the edges, you might fall into the big sea...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ye captain : Captain Jack Spotting!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3881011201175697199-7747299055026924969?l=curseofblackmoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curseofblackmoon.blogspot.com/feeds/7747299055026924969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3881011201175697199&amp;postID=7747299055026924969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3881011201175697199/posts/default/7747299055026924969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3881011201175697199/posts/default/7747299055026924969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curseofblackmoon.blogspot.com/2007/01/ahoy-matey.html' title='Ahoy matey!'/><author><name>Crude_Hasting@Jack_Spotting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12460000139577181678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2P2I8Fj9fvo/SJ8CnHpWC_I/AAAAAAAAADw/sA_oILf1Vjc/s1600-R/23_Small%2BLove%2BSong.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
