Funny Ships Novels & Stories

He watched me read as if the letters might catch fire and he wanted to see which way I’d blow. “We shipped cloth once,” he said. The hearth threw up a fat orange yawn and then regretted the effort. “We shipped class to people who had a lot of it. Then the banks shipped us to hell and drowned us on the way.” “Did you pack a swimsuit?” I said, because jokes can keep you from drowning.

Xiao Fang explained the function of the imperial ship to Ciao Chen. After seeing and hearing about the advantages of the imperial ship, Xiao Chen was truly amazed. It was even crazier than his own ship, so Xiao Chen was very happy to use the imperial large ship. Xiao Fang was aware of what his younger brother was planning and firmly rejected the request. This warship was not a ship for Xiao Chen to use freely. Although it was powerful, the materials needed for the ship were rare and very expensive. The empire only had ten at the half-emperor level, twenty at the king level, and a hundred at the immortal level. Xiao Fang made this ship a walking fortress for the Xiao empire if it ever explore

He'll see what mediation will do for us once he allows different thinking to replace his natural stubbornness. It's an hour before we take the motorbikes to the shipyard. I've only been here once before, and it was just as creepy then as it is now. The old ships are decrepit piles of rusted steel that look like they should be resting at the bottom of the ocean instead of being secured to endless brown docks. The ships tower above us and bob slowly in the nearly black water, making weird creaking sounds that heighten the entire creep factor.

Kojima said to the General who just smiled as he saw the ships sailing along with several planes on board belonging to the Global Elites going sailing. "Hahaha. To be honest, I didn't even think or believe that I would use the UFO ship for something like this. Hahaha." The General said with a happy face and laughed.

As they neared the port, Rick was amazed at all of the ships that were moored at this time. "Why are there so many ships here instead of out on a run? Seems like every available shipping sloop is here." Old Wilson replied "It's like this every day. They come in and are unloaded, then reloaded and set sail again. It is one continuous cycle. Turn around time for any single ship is 24 to 48 hours. Time is money, as they say."

The process would restart day after day, repeating the debauchery that went on endlessly. The ship focused on money and women under the night sky on open seas. Coincidentally, they were also Shindan Way’s greatest tools to generate income. Without the ship, the Shindan Way, which was only one of the Six Schools of Martial Arts from the Island Nations, would’ve had their income reduced by one-third their original amount. The ship not only assisted them in making money, but they could also launder it without getting detected. Those white questionable identities could wash their reputations white and turn their dirty money clean after shifting their cash around in such a place.

Alex and Sawyer drag Logan, now groaning softly, through the trees and onto a beach that opens up to a lagoon, where three massive ships bob in the calm water. They have to be… very old or exquisitely crafted replicas of the kind of ships Aviva mentioned used to sail the seas during the golden age of the Firestone witches. Several stories tall and made completely out of wood, they gleam like gold in the sunlight, their massive sails pulled in and anchors dragging on the seafloor. Pirate ships. All three of them. I might actually be dead. That would make more sense than what I’m seeing.

“Okay… fine. Let’s go.” He guided them toward the other side of the dock where enormous vessels sprawled. “Sweet Jesus…” Nevena’s panic set in again. Row after row of massive ships towered above the horizon—crates being loaded, cranes lifting cargo, sailors shouting orders. Antonio paused at the edge of the pier, shifting Junior down so the boy stood between them. “This looks like a floating city,” Junior remarked, staring up at the central ship. “Lead the way, sir,” Antonio muttered gently.

“So how are we supposed to travel through to Isles if the ship won’t travel there?" Raisel lightly slapped her forehead, “This is what happens when we don’t focus on important things like the actual ship that will take us to our destination but chose instead to focus on the owner with a funny name. Dragomir chuckled aloud, “Dickard Boobs”, he looked at Raisel, “You can’t help it” Raisel looked at him before she burst into laughter, “Okay yes I agree, it is a funny name indeed” Dragomir nodded, still grinning.

Jill answered happily. "We're so lucky! We can't waste this opportunity!" While Shane was thrilled to know what shipping company wanted to contract with us, I on the other hand was so confused as hell as I had furrowed my brow, wondering why my friends were practically celebrating. What was so special about that company for them to react that way? "You said Blue Ocean International Shipping Inc. is one of the most famous and wealthy shipping companies in the world," I said. I looked at Jill and Shane. "What about our budget? We can't match their service price," I emphasized.