From Showcase #13, it’s “Around the World in 80 Minutes,” a tale of the Flash. (Mostly he runs around the world, helps people out, and gets kissed by women. Aye, it be good to be a superhero.)

(Cover via GCD. This story appears in Showcase Presents: The Flash vol.1 and The Flash Archives vol.1.)

This day o’ pirate speak is brought to ye by the Text Filter Suite of Dougal Campbell.

I might be recommendin’ ye set course for the sea shanty, Voyage of the Fyrefawkes, or embark upon the Tall Ships of San Diego. Or if ye wish, ye might search yerself fer more pirate tales.

Ye might be findin one o’ these blasts from the past to yer likin’:

• Pirate Ships o’ San Diego
• Voyage o’ th’FyreFawkes
• Pumpkin Arrt
• Pirates Dinner Adventure
• Parrrty Weapon

Thar be more pirate postings if ye wants them.

Piratify yer blog!

Harken, lads, and listen to my tale. It is the tale of the FyreFawkes, a vessel that turned the tide in the never-ending battle for the high seas.

In this day, shipping lanes criss-cross the ocean like a Web, and in years past, that web was commanded by the Fleet of the Navigators. Wherever ye wanted to go, a Navigator ship was there to take you. But the wealthy My Crows’ Loft Company controlled the ports, and knew that if they did not take command of the high seas, someone might use the Navigator Fleet to build their own harbors, outside My Crows’ Loft’s sphere of influence.

So My Crows’ Loft built their own fleet, a fleet of Explorer craft, and after a great trade war, their fleet dominated the ocean. The Navigators’ fleet shrank, nearly forgotten.

But My Crows’ Loft grew complacent in their victory, and the Explorer fleet aged. Worse, the vessels had weak spots and leaks that pirates and brigands of all sorts knew how to attack. What was once a pleasant voyage across the sea became a journey fraught with danger, with spies, phishermen, and great wyrms lying in wait for the unsuspecting voyager.

The Navigator’s craftsmen, however, had not been idle. They toiled away on a great hulking vessel called, after a beast of the Orient, Mojira. Some sailors took heart in Mojira’s promise, though some ports would not let them dock. Yet few captains and fewer passengers took interest.

And so the craftsmen of the Navigator and Mojira designed a new vessel. Light and fast, she was, and a beautiful ship. FyreFawkes she was named, in honor of the Phoenix that rises from the ashes. Captains took interest, and tradesmen, and soon passengers and harbor masters began to sail aboard her. A new fleet was built, and for the first time, the Explorer fleet began to shrink.

On this day, the Explorers still control the greatest part of the ocean, but the FyreFawkes and other vessels are growing their fleets. Only time will tell who will rule the seas.

(Styled in honor of Talk Like A Pirate Day.)

…speakin’ o’ spirits, where be the rum?

Arrr, I be thinkin’ about it!