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The Tolling Bell Ignored- who's to blame?
« on: April 17, 2016, 10:30:04 PM »
Xan is perplexed with the attitude of his opposition's supporters. Her family, chosen or not, has obviously not a care in the world for her safety.  Though he's managed to make it known, his advice to her cronies has so far not been heeded.

Me questioned their manhood...

Me questioned their sanity....

Still they let 'er step into the ring with the Port City Powerhouse as if severe punishment won't inevitably ensue....

'Ave they know sense of humanity?  Compassion, mateys? Be this a shot to the universe, and all of the superstars here at 4CW...what transpires at Adrenaline be a crime! An avoidable tragedy. Let it be known now that when she turns up, floating with the fishes, and when sometime in the morning of the 21st of April, some Jap'nese tourists find 'er body washed ashore- that I warned ye all before it ever come about! 'Ave they NO MORALITY? Don't they know I don't care about prison? I'm in prison right this mighty second! When it's over, which of ye will be held accountable? Perry and I have an...arrangement, so he won't be the next one to walk the plank...read between the lines, boys.

You know...it reminds me... on board at sea, laddies, we used to sing shanties when the bell tolled.....so I leave you all this evening with this very fitting diddy about Miss Jones...

Xan begins singing an old sea shanty, boisterous, though a bit off key...

Oh, blow the man down, bullies, blow the man down!
To me way-aye, blow the man down.
Oh, Blow the man down, bullies, blow him right down!
Give me some time to blow the man down!
As I was a-walking down Paradise Street,
To me way-aye, blow the man down.
A pretty young damsel I chanced for to meet.
Give me some time to blow the man down!
She was round in the counter and bluff in the bow,
So I took in all sail and cried “Way enough now.”
I hailed her in English, she answered me clear,
“I’m from the Black Arrow bound to the Shakespeare.”
So I tailed her my flipper and took her in tow,
And yardarm to yardarm away we did go.
But as we were going she said unto me,
“There’s a spanking full-rigger just ready for sea.”
That spanking full-rigger to Cincinnati was bound;
She was very well manned and very well found.
But soon as that packet was clear of the bar,
The mate knocked me down with the end of a spar,
And as soon as that packet was out on the sea,
`Twas devilish hard treatment of every degree.
So I give you fair warning before we belay;
Don’t never take heed of what pretty girls say.

Xan sips his whiskey and burns the midnight oil, his voice tails off as we fade to black...