At daybreak, Captain Lack calls Forte and Metalwarrior to the main deck to discuss their plans for finally finding the treasure they had originally set out to get. "Well, there be a few less of ye than we started with, but that's just less ways to have to split it, a--what was that?" Lack glances over at a corner of the old ship far from where any of the surviving crew was standing. "Did ye see anythin' move over there? I could have swore I heard footsteps. And did those leftover throwing stars just move to spell out something? O... N... V... Y? Huh?" she says, puzzled, but Metal and Forte just shake their heads, clearly believing that the captain had either had too much rum or simply gone mad.
"Scal?" says Lack in confusion, staring at Metalwarrior.
"For the last time, cap'n, I'm Metal, not Scal," replies Metal in annoyance. The captain ignores him and Metal turns around to see what she is staring at. Much to his surprise, he sees SCalibur's glowing figure and jumps backwards.
"What is this? You were pretty definitely dead," says Forte in amazement.
"These waters are cursed, those of us who found ourselves in them to remain on the ship that doomed us, sailing until we could get revenge on them that killed us..." replies SCalibur. With that remark, the three living pirates are shocked to realize that they are surrounded by those who had already perished on the
DejaVu's journey. Captain Lack runs to her quarters and watches as Metalwarrior and Forte run below deck...
As they row away from the ship, Lack grins. "So how much gunpowder did ye leave for them to sort out as it burnt?"
"Plenty," replies Metal. "I thought ye all threw the rowboats overboard?"
"I lied, a good captain always has one in reserve," replies Lack as she sadly watches the
DejaVu sinking. As the remnants of the ship disappear and the ghosts of the dead crew stop yelling in frustration, the shadow of another ship overpowers the small boat.
"You there! Excuse us, but I believe we have a warrant for your arrest for piracy in the name of the British Royal Navy!" calls a voice, and soon after, the three pirates find themselves locked in a cell.
"Well, isn't this an unpleasant escape?" sighs Lack, but Metal just smiles. "I finally got to steal something!" he replies, proudly holding up a set of keys he had snatched from the guard. He unlocks the cell and the three walk out cautiously. Lack and Metal help themselves to some of the British ship's confiscated rum, not noticing that Forte has disappeared. With a bit less sense than usual, they walk onto the deck and are surrounded by the British crew.
While they slowly wonder how to deal with this situation, the British captain appears and orders his crew to abandon ship. Although they do not understand the order, the confused crew lowers the rowboats and dutifully obeys. As Lack and Metal watch in wonder as the British crew rows off, the British captain says, "The real captain's got his own rowboat, he should wake up in a few hours when we're well out of his way. So we're going to find that treasure soon, aye?"
"Aye, Forte, we'll be rich soon enough," says Lack. "Now shall we get to work? We've a whole new ship to be runnin', we can always pick up more crew if we need their help to be rich..."
Forte, Metalwarrior, and Captain Lack sail off with the new
DejaVu, hoping to finally find the treasure that they'd been looking for all along.
End of long boring post. Forte (Polly the Parrot, OMT) and Metalwarrior (Pirate that Does Something, Innocent) have come to a draw. The game ends as the remaining crew sails happily off into the sunset. 