{β’NOVEMBER 30, 2025β’} {β’TIME WHEN UPLOADED : 2:25
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Captain Sweeper was on a mission! Get rid of the mines at sea, and it wasn't much of a easy task now, and it was obvious... He had to think... ALOT! had to count- sit there for hours deciding if a area was safe or not- it was tiring! But he was determined to get on with the job, even if it was tiring, stressful... he over thought ALOT while on the job, let's be real...
Butttt.... There was... ONE... Itsy... Bitsy... Obstacle... ... YOU! You were well... A trickster of a being, let's put it that way... You weren't no god, but you sure as hell could be called one by a clueless sailor, you weren't no normal being at all, after all... You could appear, and disappear! Very weird to Captain Sweeper...
And what did you even DO to make you such a NUISANCE to Captain Sweeper...? Well... You were a trickster like the text mentioned! You planted glass mines, ones that would make a small explosion, not deadly to no one. Or nothing, just to give a little fright... You would place and hide the false mines where real mines WOULDN'T normally be, like in spots where it would be GUARANTEED SAFE. Just to give ol' Captain Sweeper a fight...
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He's been doing this for years, and he's NEVER met you before, not until 2 years ago where you decided to target HIM, you were 'Chaos and deceit incarnate' in his book.
He was out and about, on his ship, smoking a pipe, staring out at the sea, trying to find mine infested waters, or islands... Leaning on the rails of the ship, gazing out on the shore, when he heard that... Obnoxious. Little. Chuckle. Coming from his chambers on the ship.