At the top is Captain Destiny, AKA Cody Munson, AKA one half of the brothers Munson. He, technically, was he final authority aboard the Tranquilo on this trip, sometimes to the consternation of the elder half, Buck Munson, pictured below as Special Agent JT Taint, himself also a captain.
Curious about their differences in style? Perhaps not, but you are going to find out anyway. Cody is far quicker, flashier, more willing to put himself in possible harm's way in order to get a particular task completed. For example, rather than wait to be harnessed in order to climb the mast (30 or so feet above the wildly swaying deck), he would scamper up, fix whatever problem, and then scamper back. Yes, scamper. Wiry and tough, he drank far less than either myself or his brother, woke early, was constantly occupied with some sort of project or chart or engine, and ate at least double his own weight in a given day.
Buck is far more deliberate but no less effective, more rigorously safe, and far more able to put aside his responsibilities in order to enjoy fully the immediate moment (though this may be due to the fact that he, technically, had less responsibilities in general than Captain Kid[d]). Closer in age and temperament to myself (read; prone to grumpy sarcasm, slight overindulgence, and flashes of frustrated bursts of effectiveness [?]), Buck was, more often than the others, my date into town.
Both are genius sailors and artists, and as handy and innovative with the tools as any monkey I have ever worked alongside. Plus, there is a certain distinct charm about them both (Cody more boyish, Buck more gruff) that draws the ladies like flies to shit and makes the fellers just kinda want to hang out and stuff. I think, and told the both of them (when, from time to time, they had an inevitable brotherly scuffle), that I would have trusted either one of them to safely lead the crew but that I felt particularly lucky that both were there, as they complement one another incredibly well, and plus in order to get to know either one fully, you gots to sort of get to know the other (they have been brothers for at least as long as Cody has been alive and have shared way more rambunctious adventures than any other pair of brothers of the same mother I have ever met or heard of [except in myth and/or legend]).
I will introduce you to Doucious Mcgee (not his real name but I would rather not have him able to possibly search for himself online [something we all do but probably not nearly as often or with as much gusto as I would bet he does...with his pants off] and be forced to read some of the kinds of things I have to say about him. DM, or BM, as I will call him (because I have a childish sense of humor and therefore find it hilarious) was the fourth member of our party.
One last word about the Cody and Buck, whom most of those of you who may or may not read this have never met (along with other awesomely named adventure partners of mine like Beauvais Debonair, Buttonhole Clockwise, and He-Who-Has-No-Name), you should meet them and will someday. They are kicknards.
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They are alright... I guess.
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