The legend of Captain Blonde Beard.
Now you're probably wondering why the name Blonde Beard right. Well,for one, The Martin, which was an amazing movie,(in my opinion go check it out if you haven't seen it.) The main character called himself Captain Blonde Beard, and I thought to myself,hmmm... what an interesting name. Second I'm a pirate with a cool name, and pirates are badasses among themselves So henceforth I made a mii of him and I though its wasn't half bad and... boom!!...Blonde Beard was born. Now I decided to make a Legend of Captain Blonde Beard because an awesome person like me and a awesome mii/character needs an just as awesome background story. Well sit back there little Jimmy and get comfortable and let me tell you the origin of Blonde Beard….. Blonde Beard was raised in California. His mother and father were farmers...I know... I know...not very cool right, probably thought they were also bad ass pirates yatta yatta yatta…..haha...NO. So parents are farmers. Sarah Smith and Joseph Smith. Bonde Beards name was…..Samuel… yes yes.. an awesome name in and of itself but I'm telling a story here.. so let me...anyways he grew up on a farm, worked hard all that farm stuff, well one of his friends parents were pirates, now back in the good ol' days it was common, but Samuel and his friend hung out a lot on his family's ship. One day the boy's family were going on a trip, and the boy, Charales, asked Sam if he wanted to go. Oh course Sam had to ask his parents, but with them being poor and all, he doubt they say yes, so while his friend went and had fun, Sam was forced to work...now this part is going to get sad..I'm sorry but it has to happen...you're staying. Ok,you've been warned... One day Samuel's father and mother were delivering corn to a passing ship. His mother was loading the ship when she slipped on the wet deck and fell hitting her head on a crate. His dad ran over to his wives side and weeped as they both layed in a pool of blood. They had a funeral for her and from that day forward his dad stopped working on the farm and started drinking. Sam was forced to start working on the farm and doing the chores that his father once did. This continued until Samuel was 17 and then his whole life changed. He was hauling hay when a soldier came by and acused Sam of stealing. Now Sam, having never took anything in his life, swor to the guard that he didn't do it and offered to help find the thief. The guard just laughed at him and said "yeah so you can try to not look guilty and put the blame on someone else." Sam shook his head and pleaded that he didn't take whatever it was that was stolen. When the guard tried to arrest Sam, he refused and backed away. "No I did not steal, and nor will I ever" Sam pleaded, and with that Sam took off towards the house where his father was. He burst into the house where his father was sitting reading the newspaper with a bottle of whiskey on the table next to him. He look up in a bit of a shock and ask Sam what was the matter. Sam explained everything right as the guard came in. "You're under arrest for stealing and resisting arrest." The soldier yells. Sam's father steps in and tries to reason with the guard. The guard yells at my father and orders him to back off or he will use force. Now Sam's father was somewhat stubben, and hated the soldiers as much as his mother, for reasons no one will ever know… Now little Jimmy...this is where it gets even sadder... His father steps in front of him. Now the guard was getting pissed so he resorted to violence. The guard drew his blade, and stabbed my father. Blood dripped from the tip of the blade as the guard pulled it out. He placed it up to Samuels neck. The blade was cold, and he could feel blood dripping down his neck. Are you going to obey or are you going to be like your father. Anger pulsed through as he clenched his fists. He didn't care if there were a dozen sword held up to him. He was going to get revenge. He glances down at his father's limp body slightly before he lands a punch square in the guard's face. The guard fell flat on his ass as Sam crouched down by his father, holding his head as his father choked on his blood. He muttered "I believed you...Sam…" and with that his body went limp and he didn't move. Sam let his head down slowly on the ground. The guard groaned and slowly got up. Sam gave him an uppercut to the jaw and he went out cold. Sam stepped over the passed out guard and towards the dock. He felt the anger still pulsing through him as he walked past people who looked at him and quickly walked the other way. Sam didn't care tho, as he kept on walking he had one plan. There was a ship Sam was wanting to buy. He's been saving up his money and finally had enough. Even though Sam was gonna wait till he was older, he didn't think it be a good idea to stick around here. He headed toward the dock, where the shipowner was. As he neared the dock, he noticed a lot of people. He looked around and found old man Jenkins sitting in his fishing chair. If he ever caught anything no one ever knew but no one ever bothered him. The docks were bad fishing grounds anyways and people had to go out of town if they wish to catch anything. Now Sam knew exactly where to go. There was a man, in his early forties. He sat on his boat listening to the waves come crashing in and the sea gulls crying in the distance. His boat was huge. White sails, three holes on the sides, presumably for cannons. The ship itself was made out of dark oak, with a lighter oak for the railing and ascents other parts of the ship. On the front of the ship was a naked mermaid, and on the back was Rey Del Mar in white letters on the back. If I remember correctly, that means king of sea. Sam came up to his boat and climbed up the ladder. With his hand full of money, he shoved it into the man's hand. "There's enough to pay for it and some supplies." The man looks at the cash and started to count it. He let off a low hum as he continued counting. He places the money on the table next to him and extends his hand. "Deal." He gives him a stern look." Just be careful with her. She's old and isn't use to cannon fire." Sam look confused" You're acting like I would do that." He shifts his weight. "Well boy…" he look me up and down "you look like you're running from something. Now I won't tell anyone if you are but just be careful with er' " He gets up and walks towards the captain's quarters. Sam follows close behind. It won't be long till someone notices the guard missing and will sound the alarm. The man gets the ship's wheel off a peg and hands it to Samuel. "Take care of her lad." Sam nods and takes the wheel. "I will sir. Don't you worry." And with that samuel takes to the open water. Now the man was nice enough to give him a crew to assist him, and by crew meaning finding people who want to be on sea, charge them a bit to join. Yeah they were people off the docks but it had to work. Sam told everyone before they boarded that he was a "wanted man", and if anyone doesn't like that, they can get off now. Lucky for Sam, no one got off and they set sail for the open sea. Now...this is the most interesting part. This is how Sam finally became a pirate. But...and I say but… no not that kind of butt Jimmy. Get your mind out of the gutter...geez. Ahem… anyways. The Legend of Blonde beard will come about soon. Just be patient... The first few week as pirate was easy. Sam loved the wind in his hair, which at the time was so strong, it nearly knocked him off his feet, but he was slowing getting use to it ,and the smell of the sea, ah. You haven't lived till you wake up to the smell of salt water stinging your nose. Now I guess I never gave told you what Blonde beard/Samuel looked like. Well...he had long brown hair, which had hints of blonde in it from being out in the sun too much, but which could easily be put into a bun or slicked back. Now the funny thing is...well… he didn't have a big beard like most pirates,it was more of a stubble, and it wasn't blonde or yellow. He had blue soft blue eyes, which some took his as a kindhearted pirate, which he was but he could be if time called for it. He didn't mind doing dirty work, heck he grew up on a farm surrounded by dirty work. Chiseled jaw, broad shoulders that could carry the weight of the world. He didn't have a ton of muscles till he started his pirate life. He will slowly change into the Blonde beard we know soon… Now back to the story… Sam was still frightened about something. What will happen to him if he is caught. He knew the life of a pirate. It was very dangerous. He could be easily been caught if he wasn't careful, and at the moment he didn't have any weapons to defend himself with, except for a cannon, but he didn't know if those even worked, so he will have to be extra careful. After about a month on the sea, Sam and the crew were ready to get back on land, but what the old man forgot to mention to Sam is that he didn't have a map on the boat. So Sam is wondering the open seas blind as could be. Now he did have a sexton, but he didn't know how to use it, surely someone on the boat new how to use it. Every day he cursed under his breath at the old man. He also blamed himself.Why didn't he tell him there was no map, or ask the crew if anyone knew how to use the sexton. He should have known and looked before even purchasing the vessel. He guessed he was just in a rush to get out of it that he forgot the most important things. He hated himself for that. He knew better. Later on, Sam was in the captain's quarters when a someone knocked on the door. When he answered it was the only female crew on the ship. "May I come in?" she asked in a somewhat low tone. "Um I guess..I mean yea, sure come in." Sam said in a bit of a nervous tone and invited her in. Sam studied her. He immediately recognize her. Sarah Heart. He found her walking around the dock and need one more crew member, so he offered her up a position. He pull up two chairs. "So whats up?" Sam asked. Sarah gives off a long sigh and rubs her temples. "We're lost, aren't we?" Sam looks at her confused. "Why would you say that" He says as he taps his fingers on the chair nervously. She raises an eyebrow. "Ok.. Ok..I won't lie. We did get knocked off course a bit, but we're getting back slowly." he lowers his gaze. Sarah nods slowly. "Ok. So how long till we reach land" Sam shakes his head "That I don't know" He gets up and walks across