#mutinouscaptain

broke the code and mutinied against Jack (his son)

became a rogue pirate

became an undead ghost rogue pirate

When Teague sent people to imprison him for his crimes Barbossa informed them that he couldn’t be killed

Teague discovered that there was no clause in the codex that shined any light on how to deal with immortal undead rogue pirates.

Barbossa died (FINALLY)

THEN COMES BACK TO LIFE

does dying the first time mean he is square with the code?? who knows because there’s no fucking clause in there that says anything about this shit.

helps in the battle against the EITC and the Flying Dutchman

jack x frances otp. “frack”

       At least, that's what he thought. The spat between Barbossa and Carina was rather unremarkable in itself, but some instinct deep in his gut had already made a connection. As Jack slowly strolled out onto the main deck, catching the way in which the older man had stopped still, gaze seemingly fixed on a small object -- was that his COMPASS? -- in his hand, that feeling only grew in strength.

        It had been easy to approach him unnoticed. The temptation to SNATCH the trinket from his grasp was all too present ( particularly as he remembered, with mingled shame and disdain, how he’d lost it in the first place ), but any urge quickly disappeared when he noticed the direction in which the needle was pointing.

       ‟ She is far too young for you, Hector, and you know it. ” The feigned OUTRAGE in his voice deftly concealed the satisfaction lingering beneath, but his eyes still gave him away. Jack confidently stepped forward, looking, for all intents and purposes, like the cat who got the cream. ‟ And in possession of a rather curious last name. Well, curious in that it’s not curious at all. Unassuming, in fact. ”

       His gaze strayed deliberately back up to the helm of the Black Pearl, where Carina now stood, holding tightly onto that damnable diary of hers -- an object as irritating as it was likely to save them all. There was a RESEMBLANCE, for sure -- from what he could remember, at least. ‟ Didn’t you used to... like women with unassuming last names? One in particular comes to mind from a long time ago. Twenty years ago, perhaps? ”

voice meme | @mutinouscaptain

I ranted so much that it is split into three parts :^))))

@mutinouscaptain || x

  Henry could not rightly recall when he'd last seen the Pirate Lord of the Caspian Sea. He knew only it had been a minimum counted in years, and standing near the man this day was no less intimidating than it had been as a young boy. He remained confident that his impression then was true now. Namely, that Captain Barbossa care little for the Brethren Court and less for young people. (Given: Henry could not seem to imagine anything the Captain did care for, barring the obvious pirate's life.) It left him in a tense idle. One in which his attention kept returning to the man, and he tried desperately not to cave to the impulse clearly gnawing on him like fleas on an overeager golden retriever.

  He was too aware he knew very little of what would or wouldn't put him ill graces... and too blasted curious and used to digging for answers. Observably, he cracked. With Carina the one at the helm navigating, there was very little left for either of them to do but hover anyhow.

LIES, DECEIT, AND VILLAINY. HECTOR BARBOSSA. @mutinouscaptain said: you failed. accept it.

❛❛ NO. ❜❜

SHE WATCHES, HOPE SINKING TO THE SEABED BELOW as their prize makes their escape towards the horizon. she is by now so accustomed to the hull of the Empress that she'd all but FORGOTTEN the Pearl's sensitivity to shoals, perhaps one of her only weaknesses. though of course the king of the pirates would rather die than ADMIT HER MISTAKE, and her lip curls defiantly at the accusation.

they would float free in a few hours, of course, but by then ... there would be no hope of securing the fleeing sloop, transporting England's own royal physician and his chest of experimental cures. Yellow fever does not discriminate between the lawful and the LAWLESS, as it happens: they were all bodies, to the ravages of the sickness. And our numbers are sparse enough as it is. she could not look on helplessly as men of her crews continued to die. for all her tavern-keepers, brothel girls, shipwrights, gunsmiths, and assessors, one ledger that has always remained preciously empty was doctors. why bother treating a man doomed to die at the NOOSE one day, anyway ?

❛❛ there has to be something we ––  ❜❜

No cause is lost if there is but one fool willing to fight for it.

she lowers her spyglass, and grips the ash-black wood of the gunwale to steady herself, and to stave off the PANIC leaking in. that they should lose. that she might be seen as weak. that Hector Barbossa's flag would suffer her INCOMPETENCE. Elizabeth grits her teeth.