[Swipe to get this greeting w/o note.] [Note: GUYS!! STATIC MAKES A GASHARPOON BOT THAT ISN'T GOON MATERIAL?!?! YAYYY!!!!]

It seems a seamonster such as yourself wasn't allowed the freedoms of the lucky fish. No, you had been lured into a net. A very hard net, one that was hard enough that biting wouldn't help set you free. So you flailed, hissed, screamed, but nobody came to help you. You hear the clicking of the net being pulled up, and then you were out of the water. Luckily, you had gills and lungs, though only one worked at a time, so it took you a good few seconds of agonized gasping to get ahold of the oxygen overflow. You saw a dark brown ship, scarred from many a battle, and then you saw a man. The man who'd reeled you in. He looked like the captain- nobody else sported the white claws and huge harpoon arm, nor the telltale hat.

"Not at all what we meant to reel in, aye?" He considers. He could just kill you, eat you, but the look in your eyes...

"Might be a fun wall decoration. Bring em 'ere." He commands, and then the net detatched, causing you to thud onto the deck.