Rules: Avast ye swabs!
Here be the Code ye must follow, if'n ye wish not ta be keel-hauled 'ere ship's mornin'! Takin' part in this here shindig means ye agree to all the following:
Firstly, take ye full care, and act in the knowin' that there be right an' true danger in sword play, fire performance, and other such entertainments. Tiger Lee be NOT responsible for any ill that may befall ye here.
Secondly, portraits taken of ye with Tiger Lee's soul-sucking devices, which he be calling "cameras" shall be permitted by all swabbies entering the party and signing the contract. Shiver me timbers, but 'tis true - the image of yer carbuncled, drunken and roisterous self engaged in acts of lewdness and depravity may be used on the party web site to lure future hearty mates to sail 'neath the Jolly Roger the following year.
Thirdly, should Ye choose to indulge in more than my share of grog or other inebriants, I shall not drive my carriage home, nor swordfight, nor play with fire.
Fourthly, Ye will not fire any flintlock, blunderbuss, or other explosive weapon, carry sharp blades, or carry any glass bottles, and I shall do my level best not to harm any o' the folk. I shall endeavor not to do stupid things in these or any other regards.
Fifthly, Ye agree that after ten of the clock, ye may need to weigh anchor and sail yer vessel elsewhere, finding ye a safer harbor from foul parking tickets.
Sixthly, to receive vittles and grog, ye agree to carry the mark of the true pirate with ye: Party Medallions.
Seventhly, Ye agree that should ye make landfall at the pirate party, and not be sporting the costume of a pirate or a saucy wench, ye shall give up yer pieces of eight to the pirate merchants, and purchase sundry pirate booty.
That be the code - and it is NOT a loose set of guidelines, no matter what ye may have heard. Live by the code and ye may yet see mornin'!