#Queen Anne's Revenge

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[fuckyeahizzyhands]

Izzy Hands, First Mate Hands, or God as far as I'm concerned ❤

[ltwilliammowett]

An anchor of the Queen Anne's Revenge (1709) in a conservation reservoir

The Queen Anne's Revenge was the flagship of the English pirate Blackbeard. The ship was probably built around 1709 in France or the Netherlands for the Atlantic triangular trade. She went on a privateer voyage in 1710 and was converted into a slave ship in 1712.

She sailed under the French flag under the name La Concorde until she was captured by a pirate fleet under Captain Benjamin Hornigold and Captain Blackbeard in 1717. Under Blackbeard's command, she terrorised the Caribbean and the American east coast in 1718. In 1718, the ship was lost when it ran aground in Beaufort Inlet.

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[zorak-show]

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[dutchessofcaladan]

Pirates of the Caribbean: Wrath of the Kraken

My 1st Pirates fic! And before you ask: No. I didn't abandon Ghostbusters: Soul Resurgence. My hyperfixation wheel decided to spin and somehow landed on Pirates of the Caribbean (I blame Geoffrey Rush).

Anyway, this fic (and possibly others, we'll see how this goes) will be a continuation of the PotC franchise (not a reboot like Disney so stupidly decided on) and will feature new and returning characters as well as take inspiration from previous films and the mobile game Tides of War.

And just like Ghostbusters: Soul Resurgence, a bit thank you to @phantomoftheparadise0002 for beta-reading this!

Summary: When Jack recruits Smith to help him find the lost relics of Cortez, their mission doesn't go as planned when they run into terrors and joys from their past, ultimately witnessing the resurrection of the Dutchman...and her beloved Captain.

TW: Some language

Jack smiled as his face became illuminated by the moon, its light shining through the parting clouds.

"Mr. Gibbs!" He shouted from the helm.

"Cap'n?" Gibbs responded, turning to Jack.

"Prepare the Pearl for docking!"

"But Cap'n, where be the dock?"

"Look through the mist, Mr. Gibbs." Jack smiled.

As if by magic, the mist faded, revealing the fortress that had been built into the side of a mountain.

"El Silencio en el mar Caspio." Jack all but sighed, as if he was returning home. "The Silence in the Caspian Sea."

As the ship got closer to the dock, Jack hopped down to the main deck, Cotton having taken the wheel.

"ALRIGHT STEADY! STEADY!" Jack shrieked as the ship aligned itself.

A terrified look covered his face as a loud snap echoed from the front of the ship.

Turning back to Cotton he shouted, "No matter! Everything's fine!" Pulling Gibbs to him he whispered, "Let's just hope she'll go easy on him otherwise we'll need a new helmsman."

Gibbs turned to him in shock. Before he could ask who they were here to see, Jack had hopped off the ship and started down what was left of the dock.

"Oi!" One of the guards shouted, blocking Jack's way. "What do you think you're doin'?"

Jumping back slightly, Jack looked at him in confusion. "Have we met before?" He questioned bluntly.

Before the guard could answer, Jack snapped his fingers, delight painting his face.

"I've got it!" He slurred. "You're one of those guards from Port Royal!" Leaning in close he asked, "Have you learned to swim yet?"

He jumped as the guard let out an angered huff.

"Let's just forget that last bit, shall we?" His eyes widened slightly, seeing that the guards expression hadn't changed. "How 'bout this: I'll go wait in that tavern over there, have a few drinks, while you go get your Captain for me."

Before the guard could answer, Jack pushed past him towards the tavern.

"Pirate, nay. Privateer."

"I'm disinclined to acquiesce your request. Means no."

"Aye. But that's a gamble of long odds, ain't it?"

"There's no guarantee of comin' back. Passin' on, that's dead certain."

"Too long me fate has not been in me own hands. No longer."

"Do ya mean grass? On a farm? Milkin’ a cow? Makin’ cheese? While they sink me treasure?! I'm a Pirate. Always will be."

"You know the first thing I'm gonna do after the curse is lifted...eat a whole bushel of apples."

“For too long I've been parched of thirst and unable to quench it. Too long I've been starving to death and haven't died. I feel nothing. Not the wind on my face nor the spray of the sea. Nor the warmth of a woman's flesh.”

“You best start believing in ghost stories Ms. Turner. You’re in one!”

"I'm the master of me ship. Not Blackbeard. I'm the master of me fate. Not Blackbeard. So I did what needed done. I survived."

"Nay, belay that! Let ‘er run straight and true!"

"Brace up yards, ya cack-handed deck apes! Dyin' is the day worth livin' for!"

"I feel...cold."

Smith awoke in a cold sweat to someone banging on her door. Standing up, she went to open it.

"What do you want, Mullroy?" She growled, glaring daggers at the guard who'd been banging on her door.

"Pardon me for awakin' you, Captain, especially at this hour, but," the look on her face told him to get to the point, "there's a man, in the tavern. He requested that I bring you to him."

Grumbling, Smith slammed the door, only to reamerge moments later fully dressed, motioning to Mullroy to take her to him.

As Jack downed his 4th mug of rum, the door to the tavern opened.

"Jack Sparrow." Smith smirked.

"Smith! It's been too long!" Steadying himself as he stood. "Hasn't it?"

"Aye." Her smile was strained. "9 years."

Heading to the table and pulling up a chair, Smith leaned close to Jack.

"What the hell are you doing here, Jack?"

Leaning forward, Jack slurred, "I've heard stories. Of a great treasure that lies at the bottom of the Atlantic. It's said to be one of the relics of Cortez himself."

Sensing she wasn't paying attention, he poked her in the forehead.

"'re you alright?" He asked.

"I've been having these...dreams." She sighed. "Every night for the past 9 years. Every single one about Hector. It's like he's calling to me."

"Tis not Barbossa who calls to you."

Swiftly turning in the direction of the voice, Jack aimed his pistol while Smith readied her sword.

Jack's eyes widened.

"Calypso." Smith's eyes narrowed.

"In de flesh." The Sea Goddess smiled, black teeth shining in the dim light of the rising Sun.

"What do you want?" Smith held her sword more firmly.

"Not'ing more dan to give you a gift."

"A gift?" Jack questioned. "Did you bring me a gift too?"

Calypso shot him an incredulous look, causing his smile to fall.

"Tis more of a...repayment, den a gift."

Smith's eyebrows furrowed. "A repayment? For what?"

Stepping closer, Calypso smiled. "In time, you and Jack will venture to dah sea. Dehn you will fallow Deh Map No Man Can Read. Dehr you will find your repayment."

"Repayment for what?" Smith repeated.

"You'll see."

As quick as she'd arrived, Calypso vanished.

"The Map No Man Can Read." Smith repeated, turning to Jack. "You don't think-"

"Think what?"

Before he could get an answer, Smith fled the tavern.

Placing her hands upon the wheel of the Queen Anne's Revenge, Smith let out a shaky breath. For the first time in 9 years, she stood at the helm of her ship. Her. Ship. Those words felt wrong. No. This was Hector's ship. He had been the one to take it from Blackbeard. He had been the one to make the Revenge what it was today.

Taking a deep breath, she pulled her sword from its sheath and thrust it into the air, the tip of it gleaning in the newly risen Sun. As she did so, the wine colored Sails were released from their bonds, the early morning air filling them. Thrusting the sword towards the bow of the ship, she watched as her crew tumbled down the deck at the sudden burst of acceleration.

Returning the sword to its sheath, she addressed her crew. "All hands! Ply to windward! Get crackin' ye bloomin' cockroaches!" She let out a laugh as her crew joined. "The Crown served me well! But now, by the Gods of sea and sky, make way for Tortuga!" Her crew cheered as the ship continued on.

Smiling as he heard the cheers of Smith's crew, Jack whispered to himself, "That's my girl."

[homebrewandhypotheticals]

Hypothetical for you all: You awaken to find that you have been magically transported onto the spectral deck of the Queen Anne's Revenge, under the careful watch of an undead Captain Blackbeard! Turns out, after his horrific death and the scrapping of the Queen Anne's Revenge, he escaped from Hell and reclaimed the essence of the ship to create a horrifying ghost pirate crew to haunt the seas as thieves and killers forevermore! However, his essence has began to fade as time has passed, and he's not long for this world, destined to return to Hell by the end of the month. So, he needs a successor, and he has deemed you a worthy one, citing a long lost relation to a great pirate in your bloodline! If you refuse, he'll have to kill you to keep quiet about his operation, but he really does believe in your ability and doesn't want to do it.

If you agree to become the successor, he will grant you full control of the ghostly Queen Anne's Revenge to you and a full crew of ghost pirates that will obey your command to the letter, on top of cool ghost powers (walk through walls, disappear, fly, and immortality)! However, you have to sink a ship a month, and loot any valuables that might be contained on board, throwing them into the split-open "mouth" on the bow of the Queen Anne to keep it and the ghost crew kicking, with the more valuables pumped in making the ship and it's crew more powerful and corporeal for longer. If you fail to keep the ship and it's crew fed, they'll get dragged back to Hell with you alongside them!

Note that you and the ghost ship/it's crew can go onto land, but the crew generally prefer the sea, finding it more comfortable and easy to navigate in the ship.

Do you take Blackbeard's offer? Why or why not? If you do choose to become the captain of the ghost ship, what do you do with your newfound ghost powers and the ship/crew that comes along with it? What wacky hijinx do you get up to in order to maintain the ship's connection to the material plane?

Tl;Dr: You're visited by the ghost of Blackbeard, who demands you either become the new captain of his ghost ship or he'll kill you. If you accept, you get cool ghost powers and total control over the ghost ship/it's crew, but you have to destroy a ship a month and keep a steady supply of loot pouring into the Queen Anne, otherwise you and the entire ghost crew get dragged to Hell. What do you do and why?

[theultimatepotcescapade]

Queen Anne's Revenge

"This be the Queen Anne's Revenge, right enough." "How do you know?" "I've seen the name. On the back of the ship." ―Scrum & Jack Sparrow[src]

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Queen Anne' s Revenge Pirate Ship from CubicFun LED 3D Puzzle Build-up size: 68 x 64 x 26 cm 32 Deck Cannons, 17 Large Warm LEDS Original texture of the wood board on the deck.

Colour Black Material Paper and EPS Foam Board Brand CubicFun Style Queen Anne’s Revenge Number of pieces 293

[bbyteach]

Uhhh sooooo NYC 80’s punk scene AU where ed used to play in bands when younger but not anymore & runs a popular venue and is totally burned out on the scene. Until a blonde weirdo wearing pastels started coming to shows there and he had to understand what is going on with this guy?? And the guy wants to learn more about this world and Ed confused but ends up having more fun than he has in ages??

[thegorgonist]

I love how stage-y this show's production is, there's a slight storybook quality to everything. Excited for season 2 to crack me up AND break my heart in new ways! ~

I should have prints at RCCC and Geek Girl Con!

[originalleftist]

This is a mock battle between two replicas sailing ships, the Swedish Gotheborg and Russian Shtandart, from more than a decade back.

It's strange to think now that Russia and Sweden may actually go to war in the modern age, if Kremlin imperialism is able to continue.

But this gives a good sense of scale for imagining battles in the "Golden Age of Piracy". Most pirates operated smaller craft, but there are at least two wrecks of actual golden Age pirate ships that have been found: "Black Sam" Bellamy's Whydah Gally, and Blackbeard's Queen Anne's Revenge. Of these, based on various sources, the Whydah Gally was almost exactly the size of Shtandart (at least, they mounted the same number of guns), though as its name suggests, it was a galley, and it was a former slave ship, not a navel frigate like Shtandart. The original Shtandart was also right from that time period. Gotheborg is from a bit later, but is about the size of the QAR (the original Gotheborg IIRC was an Indiaman merchant ship, while the QAR was a slave ship Blackbeard captured and modified into a frigate-strength warship).

So if you want a sense of what a high-end Golden Age pirate ship would look like in action, this is a pretty good approximation, although pirates might modify their vessels to make them lighter and more heavily-armed.

Battle between Götheborg and Shtandart

[ltwilliammowett]

" Queen Anne's Revenge" attacks an English frigate, by Sergey Wladimirowitsch Dorofejew, 2019

[arsenicflame]

what a wonderful day for all the izzy enjoyers who have been saying this whole time that izzy never cared about status, never wanted to be a captain or use ed for power, but wanted to feel safe and stable and have his life back

[reinbewpastel]

I picked up a random word search book last night to do when I’m bored and I was just flipping through it and I found this! I can’t believe it!

[muppetjackrackham]

black sails has made me so insane that i started plotting out a 1980s band au with every major captain as the frontman of their own band and every band name is a reference to black sails or treasure island