Welcome to
Featuring a rerun of our bonkers time travelling pirate adventure
The Extraordinary Voyages of Cap'n Basil Blackheart and his Motley Crew
aboard
The Crimson Revenge
Arrrrrrrrrrrrrr and greetings wunderpurr pals
Welcome to the 6th episode of our fabulous pirate rerun adventure and just in case mew missed anything, here are the links for the last 5 epically epic episodes:
>^.^<
A quick recap from the last episode:
Meanwhile back on The Crimson Revenge; Humphrey, Posie and Amber were riveted to the deck, like three furry statues as they watched in total, pant-wetting terror as the water frothed and boiled. And just when they thought it couldn't get any worse, several colossal green tentacles breached the surface, whipping and whirling, then thrashing back down into the water with huge splashing thwacks.
Humphrey screamed. Posie Screamed. Amber screamed.
The entire deck was resonating with one giant scream.
"Arrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrggggggggggggggggggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"
"Humphrey what do we do?" Amber cried in panic.
"I second that, what do we do Humphrey?" Posie choked the wurds out.
Humphrey stared at the monstrous tentacles and then at Amber and Posie. "This is soooo, sooooo, sooooooo bad!" his voice was low and trembling. He took a deep breath before yelling. "Abandon ship! Abandon Ship!"
"AND CUT!"
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So hold ye fast matey's, as we're in fur another wild ride today
Aharrrrrr
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Part VI
The KRAKEN & The Pocket Universe
"And Action!"
"KRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAKKKKKEN!" Humphrey yelled.
They all looked at one another in total disbelief, horror and terror.
Humphrey screamed. Posie screamed. Amber screamed.
"Aaaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrggggggggggggggggggggghhhhhhhhh!"
The screaming escalated until none of them had any breath left. They slumped to the deck and hid under a pile of boxes.
"What the fluff are we going to do now?" Amber asked, her voice strained and low.
Humphrey glanced at her and then at Posie. "What are mew looking at me for?" he replied quietly. "This is Basil's department, I'm no maverick hero."
"Well seeming as Basil isn't here," Posie began. "Amber and I are putting mew in charge."
He let out a long, slow breath and gulped. "I need the litter box," he squeaked.
Amber peered out and slammed her paw over her mouth to stop the scream when she saw what was rising from the depths.
Posie peeked out and saw the giant, green sea monster emerging from the depths right next to The Crimson Revenge. She fell to the deck with a thwump and leaned in real close to Amber and Humphrey.
"Well if mew're such a big pussy Humphrey, I'm taking charge," she whispered. "That humungous, green tentacled thing is right next to the ship, and if I'm totally honest, it's the ugliest thing I've ever laid my eyes on in a long, long time."
"What are we going to do?" Amber trembled.
Posie was just about to answer when a huge, slimy wet tentacle slid along the deck, then another and another and another. "It's under the ship!" she screeched in a whisper.
The terrified trio had all on not to scream again as the tentacles closed in around the ship in a vice-like grip. Wood splinted and creaked as the salty water swamped the deck. The ship began to lurch alarmingly to the side as the Kraken's grip tightened.
"So much for the clean-up," Amber said trying to lighten the moment.
"Are mew for real?" Humphrey replied as the ship began to sink lower in the water and a huge swell of water engulfed the deck.
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Horice emerged from the pool in the temple and watched as Amsted beckoned me closer towards the blue pulsing orb. It was shining mightily bright now, and I had to squint as I looked at it.
"The orb likes thee Cap'n Basil," Amsted said.
I thought about this for a moment before replying. "Is that a good thing?"
"Aye it be a good thing," Amsted breathed almost with relief. "If it didn't like ye, ye'd know."
I nodded and then glanced quickly at Smooch, Parsley and Snowie who were keeping their distance. To be honest I didn't blame them as I was feeling increasingly uncomfortable being as close as I was to this unknown object.
Horice nudged me with his trunk, and I nearly jumped out of my fur.
"Ye need to touch it," Horice said gently.
I gave him my bestest, 'Are mew for real?' look.
"Aye Cap'n Basil, if ye want to know the secrets of the universe, ye need to touch it," he said softly as the temple sank into darkness and the torches on the walls extinguished of their own accord.
The orb grew brighter and appeared to have a life of its own, if fact, it looked as if an entire universe were inside it.
I pondered this predicament and then pondered the possibilities, and then without further hesitation, I reached out my paw and placed it upon the orb.
A jolt of electricity surged through my paw and engulfed my entire being in less time than it took to say 'I didn't see that one coming!'' I tried to pull my paw away, but it was stuck as if welded to the orb.
"Oh this can't be good," I said and then almost choked in horror as I watched my paw being pulled into the orb surrounded by the blue pulsing light.
I heard Smooch shouting, but it sounded a long way away. "Basil! Basil! Mew're vanishing Basil!"
I looked again and saw that my entire being was de-materializing in a sea of soft, blue sparkles, and that's when I did scream.
In the next moment, I was sucked inside the orb in a stream of blue dazzling light at stellar speed.
'Wow,' I suddenly thought, all fear was gone in a breath. 'This is exactly what it's like to travel through a stargate.'
During my time at the F.I.B. aka Field Intelligence Bureau, I once travelled inter-stellar via a Stargate to a secret location, obviously, this information is highly classified, but what I can tell mew, it was one wild ride.
So anyhoo, there I was in my de-materialized form, streaming through this pocket universe at light speed. I looped the loop and flew until I saw a floating rock in the distance, its underbelly jagged and rough-hewn with what seemed to be multiple waterfalls pouring over the edges in white, filmy cascades. I headed towards it and was amazed to find that it was a small landmass, with the most beautiful mini-forest I'd ever seen covering the surface like a lush, verdant carpet.
I landed in a shower of blue sparkles on the soft, springy moss and instantaneously I was back in my solid form. Taking a breath and then scenting the air, I looked around me for answers, anything that would give me a clue as to what was going to happen next.
The air was so clean and oxygen-rich that I felt dizzy and began to sway; sitting down with a bump, it was then I heard the sound. I scrambled around to pinpoint its location, but it was coming from everywhere all at once.
I began to panic as I searched the edge of the little forest and then I realised the sounds were actually in my head.
A voice spoke, and I stilled immediately, almost frozen to the spot.
"Er... hello?" I asked gingerly. "Is anypawdy there?"
A loud resounding laugh consumed my entire being, and I felt like I was actually vibrating (strange but true).
"What's so funny?" I questioned as the tingling vibrations subsided.
I waited for a long moment before the deep voice answered; its tone was rich and almost had an echo. "Basil, it is very nice to meet you at long last."
I suddenly felt very small and insignificant as the voice continued. "I have been waiting for you."
"Oh," I replied. "I hope not for long."
The laugh echoed all around me, and my tail actually vibrated along the ground. I put my paw on it to stop it, but this only made the rest of me quiver.
"There is no such thing as time here," the voice said, and I could tell whoever was speaking was smiling. "I have been waiting for you to find your way here."
"Oh," was I could say. To be honest, sitting here on this little floating island I was completely at a loss for words.
"Basil, I know you have many questions," the voice began.
I nodded.
"Many of which are completely pointless for me to answer."
"Which ones are they?" I asked suddenly finding my voice.
"The ones about how many Dreamies are left in the bag you hide under your bed... who pilfered your catnip stash... whether the P.A. is going to let you outside to play... what flavour Felix you're having for dinner... did Smooch sneak into the secret bunker with Parsley and fire the Bazooka... where did you hide your secret journal from your days in the F.I.B... do I need to go on?"
I shook my head.
"But the questions I can answer, you know the ones, don't you?"
I nodded. "Who are mew?" I began with.
A deep, throaty chuckle made my fur quiver and tingle all over. "I am The Creator Basil, but you knew that."
I gulped and peered all around me.
"For real?"
"Oh yes, for real."
A bright-white, shimmering light suddenly appeared before me; I was almost blinded by its intensity as I tried to shield my eyes from the glare.
When I opened my eyes a few moments later a man in a crisp, white suit was standing before me in a cloudburst of white sparkles.
"Whoaaaaaaaaaa," I breathed as I took in the enormity of the situation.
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The Crimson Fire creaked and groaned with an intensity that was akin to when the ship travelled through the whirlpool. The Kraken's huge tentacles were squeezing tighter and tighter, and the wood began to fracture and splinter.
Amber, Posie and Humphrey were huddled together under the pile of boxes trying to keep hidden from the smaller questing tentacles as they slithered and slipped over the deck looking for prey.
"What are we going to do?" Amber asked as the mainmast was snapped like a toothpick and fell crashing into the sea. "If we don't stop this thing and save the ship, we're stuffed for sure."
Posie stared at her, eyes wide and bulging with terror. Humphrey who hadn't found a litter box looked like he was going to pee himself any moment.
"What would Basil do?" Amber suddenly asked.
Posie's ears pricked up as the words resonated in her mind. "Basil would fight, that's what he'd do," she said stalwartly. "He'd fight with every last breath in him to save us and the ship."
"Exactly," Amber agreed. "Now, how would he do that?"
The trio looked at one another.
"What do we have onboard the ship that would defeat a giant, rubbery, hideous sea monster?" Posie thought aloud.
The seconds ticked by in agonizing slowness as the ship was ripped apart. Then Humphrey suddenly had a light-bulb moment.
"Hot sauce!" he said with such excitement Amber and Posie jumped with surprise.
"Hot sauce?" Amber asked. "How the fluff is hot sauce going to help us?"
"Mew remember I was in the lab a few weeks ago, after the Bunzilla incident... Bunzilla is another adventure from 2014... well I was working on my new secret hot sauce recipe," he explained. "It was for Speedy's Pirate Pawty, for the BBQ, and I made a few cases of it. That's what's down in the hold in the boxes, anyhoo when we came to put it on the food at the pawty, the food on the BBQ exploded."
Amber and Posie stared at him like he was mad.
"I think it must have become unstable when Smooch and Parsley had their Bazooka bonanza which we kept quiet from Basil, and they blew a hole in the lab wall, something got into the brewing batch, which made it ferment and become unstable after it was bottled because I tested it before it was bottled and it was peachy delish," he said adamantly.
"I think your taste buds are fried Humphrey," Posie insisted. "That sauce is vile."
"Mew took that disgusting stuff to Speedy's Pawty, did mew want to lose furiends furever or something?" Amber admonished.
"Noooooo, I thought I might find some kindred spirits with a penchant for hot sauce," Humphrey said almost dejectedly. "Mew lot have no sense of adventure."
"Adventure, I like my taste buds just the way they are, not deep fried and crispy creamed," Posie snapped.
The forward mast crashed onto the deck. "Look my point is when that sauce touches meaty matter it explodes," Humphrey said quickly.
Amber and Posie exchanged glances, not quite sure what to make of Humphrey's plan.
Then Amber spoke. "We've got nothing to lose by trying."
The ship's hull screeched with the continuing pressure and sounded like it was snapping in two.
"If we're going to do this, we're doing it right now, we don't have much time left," Posie said urgently. "B Team let's get that hot sauce and sizzle that sea monster!"
The trio burst from their hiding place, jumped through the smashed hold hatch and landed in the darkness beneath the deck.
Pilchard the Parrot was hiding out in the hold. He screeched wildly. "HOT SAUCE SURPRISE! HOT SAUCE SURPRISE! HOT SAUCE SURPRISE!"
Climbing over the debris, and ignoring the water cascading in from the deck, the trio began to move the boxes of the liquid dynamite and get them up to the deck post haste.
"Quick," Amber shouted as she began to jimmy the boxes open. "We don't have much time."
Pulling out two of the bottles, the ship lurched and pitched violently again. She held her ground and shook the hot sauce vigorously.
She said a silent prayer to whoever might be listening and launched the bottles towards the nearest tentacle.
Humphrey tore off his bandana, ripped it into strips and stuffed them in the bottles he'd lined up in a row. Pulling out a lighter, he lit the cloth and hurled the hot sauce missiles overboard.
Posie watched and did the same, throwing her bottles over the opposite side of the ship.
The next few moments happened in slow motion.
"AND CUT!"
OMC there are still so many questions, such as:
Who is this Creator purrson?
What is a pocket universe?
How will Basil get out of the orb?
Did Basil really travel through a stargate?
Did Smooch and Parsley really blow a hole in the lab wall?
What is this hot sauce Humphrey created?
Do mew think it will blow up the Kraken?
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To find out what happens next, join us for the next epically thrilling episode on Tuesday for the continuing tension, and find out what happens to me in the Pocket Universe and see if Humphrey Hot Sauce Surprise works!
ARRRRRRRR ME HEARTIES
This be
Cap'n Basil & the Crew of The Crimson Revenge
Signing out until the next time... ARRRRRRR
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