Count me into your sky-pirate roleplay. This sounds like barrels of fun (and treasure).
When do we start, and what might be the roleplay's name?
If you have no concrete-set title, may I suggest Skybound, or perhaps Airborne?
(And yes, Skybound is a tribute to the sixth season of Ninjago, which I think has the best theme song so far, for all you LEGO fans.)
Also, what role would I play in this roleplay?
(Role... play? Get it? Too much? Yeah, okay. I agree.)
I’ll probably join as Nautilus, though Roguecog would definitely be a participant.
Who knows, maybe I'll even dust off and bring out one of my several unused characters?
Eagerly anticipating your reply,
Add-on to this post made three months after 20,000 Leagues in the Sky had already started:
Okay, I know I’m a bit late on this, but I still would like to join 20,000 Leagues in the Sky.
I’ve decided that I’ll make a short solo-roleplay, as I’ve become in the habit of doing as of late, for my pirate character, named Jaxon Throttlescape, who, after the events in his solo-roleplay occur, will become a second mate of sorts to Eerie, if that’s alright with you, of course.
Also, I’ve decided not to have Roguecog or Nautilus appear in 20,000 Leagues in the Sky, except for brief cameos, such as Eerie needing immense backup, so she calls in Nautilus, who might reluctantly come in an airship to Eerie’s aid (not that Nautilus would be reluctant to help Eerie or any of his other associates, he’d be reluctant to participate in any of this “pirate business”, as he might say).
Looking forward to participating in this roleplay,
And now for some humor!
Up until a few months ago, I originally thought that the book 20,000 Leagues Under the Sea meant depth, and not distance, when I first heard about it four or so years ago.
Therefore, I thought that Jules Verne took great liberties when writing the latter, as 20,000 leagues is nearly equal to the Earth’s circumference, which is a little more than two-hundred sixty times the distance from the Earth to the International Space Station.
(For all of you reading this who are wondering how the heck I got to those solutions:
One league equals three miles. Therefore, 20,000 leagues is equal to 60,000 miles. The Earth’s circumference is twenty-four thousand, nine-hundred and one (24,901) miles. 24,901 miles times three is seventy-four thousand, seven-hundred and three (74,703) miles. 60,000 miles is almost 74,703 miles, but not quite.
Therefore, 20,000 leagues is nearly the Earth’s circumference.
As for the ISS calculations:
One league equals three miles. Therefore, 20,000 leagues is equal to 60,000 miles. The distance from the Earth to the International Space Station is about two-hundred thirty (230) miles. 230 miles times two-hundred sixty (260) equals fifty-nine thousand, eight-hundred (59,800) miles. 59,800 miles is almost 60,000 miles, but not quite.
Therefore, 20,000 leagues is nearly two-hundred sixty (260) times the distance from the Earth to the ISS.
Big brain moment, very big brain moment.)
I never really thought about it again until a few months ago, when I saw that you had named your roleplay 20,000 Leagues in the Sky.
I was ready to bust your chops a little and explain my “big brain calculations” and the liberties Jules Verne had taken in 20,000 Leagues Under the Sea, and planned on doing so upon my return from my break.
That is, I received a copy of the novel 20,000 Leagues Under the Sea as a birthday present from a relative who had known about my never really being able to get my hands on that particular book before.
I was excited, as I was about to read the book which had inspired me to name Nautilus, Nautilus, and not something else intellectually evil, such as Moriarty or Montgomery.
I read and finished it the next morning. I didn’t stop reading for two hours. All the while, I kept the notion that Jules Verne had taken great liberties with the depth of the sea in this popular novel in my head.
That is, until the very last page of the book, where the protagonist determines that he traveled 20,000 leagues in the Nautilus, the submarine that was his home for a few months.
That’s when it hit me.
Traveled in the ocean.
Under the sea.
To this day, I cringe when I think of my mistaking the obvious, and I never really understand how it occurred.
Everyone reading this may laugh at me. I encourage it. After all, I did derp big-time on this particular occasion.
That’s really it from me for now,