Creative thread

Write something that the following pic makes you think of , comes to mind or just be creative with it .

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It reminds me of that type of dream where you feel like your goal or some family member/friend is close and as soon as you think such a thought, your minds stabs you in the back and creates an inevitable doom scenario to prevent a good ending.

In the edge of a waterfall, there is a boat
About to fall, but still it floats
I wonder how far it is from home
How much work it took this far to come
Close to the edge, the ship is doomed
A withering flower that never bloomed
I just pray if I shall fall and never come back
That in heaven I'll fuck your mom bareback

The drop off to the left of the ship is the inevitable and unavoidable shitstorm I've got a 95% of being in in the next coupe months. All the surrounding ships are my friends and family watching me as I get fucked in the ass by that storm. The city in the background is the place I could have been if I had just done better in the past, but at this point it's just a taunting symbol of something unattainable.

Seems the painter put some thought into having the port side guns at ready if only to help push the ship away from the hole.
The birds are way to many . Esp the ones around the hole. Makes no sense to me.

Grollo woke up on a flat pink disc. Blue sky surrounded him, a potted palm tree floated weightlessly past him.

"Aren't you gonna grab it?" A raspy voice emerged from underneath him

"Huh? Who are you? Grab what? Where are you?"

"The coconut on that palm tree... I'm starving"

"Oh and fuck you, how am I meant to get it and where the fuck even are you?"

"I'm underneath you, dumbass, just look below the disc you daft prick"

Tilting below, he saw an old sailor, slouched on the other side of the disc

"You gonna sit there with your mouth opened or are you gonna get us some motherfucking coconuts?"

"Where the fuck are we?"

"We're in the 50th plane, and you ain't getting another word out of me til you get a fucking coconut from that tree"

Damn that thumbnail looks like gostse

WHAT WILL WE DO WITH A DRUNKEN SAILOR
WHAT WILL WE DO WITH A DRUNKEN SAILOR
WHAT WILL WE DO WITH A DRUNKEN SAILOR
EARLY IN THE MOOR-NING?

Let me tell you about the day they rose up and took everything from us.

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>BOSUN WHAT THE FUCK GET THE TOPMEN TO UNFURL THE SAILS STOP PULLING YOUR DICKS AND PULL THE DOWNHAULS RUDDER FULL STARBOARD FUCK WHY ARE WE REEFED DEAD IN THE WATER A STONES THROW FROM A WATERFALL AAAAAAAAAAA

>RIGJT AWAYYYY EL CAPITAN HEHEHEHEEE *hic*

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Aye aye captain


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Nice you got me there .i didnt see myself falling for that one .

I don't think anything when I see this picture. I am not creative.

>*zip closes*
> rhoasted beefh

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That waterfall, that damned waterfall, that sunk many ships and destroyed many dreams and was now ready to take mine, this goddamn waterfall that like a syren tempts us with promisses of grandeur glory and gold beyond our wildest dreams.
No man had ever returned from those falls, no one had ever seen the other side, just the birds could see what was beyond. These birds, those damn noisy birds who mocked all of those attempting to pass with their cries, they were now laughing at me.
The ship did its best to kept itself as one, same went for our crew that, braver than ever, did things beyond the common men to keep us on this side. But the waterfall is like any other force of nature, you cant fight aggainst it. Our dive was not sudden, for hours we hopelessly held on for our lives, but, as it reached, we all stopped, there was nothing else to be done but to accept it. We all held our heads down and our bodies close to the sturdy wood of our old maiden, thoughts racing, our families, our fame, our money and the dammed noise of those birds.
There was nothing beyond the waterfall, nothing other that that. We fell, to never come back.

>autism

Dawm that was beautiful i hope to see you write more in the future .

Try harder user i believe in you .

This image personally gives me a sense of warmth and security. Even if that ship were to fall down the waterfall, it wouldn't be too dramatic, as there would be plenty of people ready to pull them back up and that it's only a matter of time until they get to their destination.

The latest water displacement experiment by the college of magi led to a drastic change in water current over 25 hectares of the surrounding ocean, leading directly to the loss of a merchantman with all 42 souls aboard and an insured value of 3,350,000 crowns of cargo (largely magical gems and tomes headed to the nearby island campus of the college itself). The construction cost of the ship, launched in the year 3352 of the Second Age, is recorded at 9,532,000 crowns (inflation-adjusted). In addition to the payout to the families of 25,000 crowns per crew member, this court assesses the total liability of the College of Magi at 13,932,000 crowns and orders the expulsion of all apprentices involved in the incident, along with the criminal censure and immediate resignation of Archmagister Tobias from his post.
In addition, the court notes that the displaced volume of water was teleported directly over the Red Moon brothel in the city of Aventas over thirty leagues away, but was deflected by a magical barrier the establishment had purchased, and washed onto the surrounding streets, drowning several transients and beggars. The brothel has declined to press charges so long as Archmagister Tobias is informed he is no longer welcome at the establishment and has been banned from visiting for life, even under polymorph. To wit: "If that fucker ever visits here again after that stunt, we'll cut his dick off, THEN call the guards to arrest him for trespassing."

So ordered on the 16th day of the 2nd month, year 3376 of the Second Age, s. Magistrate Arelwe

Your belief is wasted.