by The Kingpin » Thu Jul 12, 2007 6:35 pm
James frowned, thinking. finally, he said "I bumped into him earlier today when everyone was asleep. i was sorting a few things out below deck, and i saw Eric open the cabin's door. he was holding his head. when i asked him what was wrong, he said his head hurt him. he said he was going back to bed. if he has what i had a couple of days ago, he wont be up again until tonight"...
Meanwhile...
"Up is down....that's just maddeningly unhelpful" said Jack quietly. "Why're these things never clear?" he continued. "Clear as a map, Jacky!" said a voice in his head. "What? 'ey?" Said Jack, confused. he looked onto his left shoulder to see a very small version of himself. "Stab the heart" said the Jack miniature. "no DONT stab the heart" said another, standing on his right shoulder. "Come again?". said Jack to the mini-Jack on his right shoulder. "The Dutchman must always have a captain" said the one on his right shoulder. "Well that's even more than less than unhelpful" said Jack. "To sail the sea for eternity" said the Jack on his left, now hanging from one of his dreadlocks. "I like the sea" responded Jack. "what about Port?" said the Jack on his dreadlock. Jack said "I preffer rum. rum's good" said Jack. "Making port..." started the voice on his left, and the one on his right, which had just managed to dig his way out of Jack's numberous dreadlocks, continued "where we can get rum, and salty wenches...once every ten years". "what'd 'e say?" said the Jack on his left, hanging off a dreadlock. "Once every ten years" said Jack. "Ten years is a long time, mate" said the Jack on his left. "Even longer given the abcense of rum" said Jack. "But eternity is longer still" said the Jack on his left. the one on the right said "And how will you be spending it? dead?...or not?". the one on the left said "The IMMORTAL Captain Jack Sparrow". Jack said "OO, i like that!". the one on his right said "Come sunset it wont matter". Jack froze in thought for a moment...."Not sunset....sun DOWN...and rise!". he stood up, yelling "what's that?!". as he ran to the starboard side of the ship......
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The Kingpin on Tue Jun 10, 2008 8:18 am, edited 1 time in total.
"Ah yes, organised chaos. the sign of a clever but ever-busy mind. To the perpetrator, a carefully woven web of belongings and intrigue, but to the bystander? Madness!"
–William Beckett, Lore of Leyuna RPG