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Post subject:  Posted: September 30th, 2006, 8:48 pm |
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(Pippin, do you want someone else to enter before you pose or anything?)
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Post subject: Posted: September 30th, 2006, 9:05 pm |
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((*Whistles while waiting for Pippin*))
Emily looked over at Isabelle and wanted dearly to comfort her. She'd never seen Isabelle hurt like this - but she was too. Their whole family was.
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Post subject: Posted: October 1st, 2006, 2:34 am |
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(Pip, did ya see my question up above?)
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Post subject: Posted: October 2nd, 2006, 12:50 am |
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Jack Sparrow stood on his ship, with a signature empty bottle of rum planted in his hand.
He looked beyond the ocean, two kohl-rimmed eyes squinting. He looked drunk. Maybe it was that he was humming a slurred tune under his breath, maybe it was that he just belched loudly, or maybe it was his strange, awkward stance that gave it away; either way the man was drunk.
The wind from the north blew his coat, his trinkets...WHOOSH..a little bit too strong of wind. His hat went flying off his head in a blink. Jack turned around with a frown watching it fly across the ship. "Blasted wind!" He hollared.
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Post subject: Posted: October 2nd, 2006, 12:57 am |
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The sound of boots walking along the deck was heard in the chilly air. It was Will Turner. His hair was fully down, curly and blowing in the wind.
Reaching forward, he caught Jack's hat with one hand. "Your hat Jack," he said as he handed it back to him.
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Post subject: Posted: October 2nd, 2006, 4:57 pm |
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(COUGH COUGH...Victoria's pose...)
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Post subject: Posted: October 3rd, 2006, 12:09 am |
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(~laughs at Frodo~)
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Post subject: Posted: October 3rd, 2006, 1:50 am |
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(*SIGHS....SLEEPS....DROOLS....*)
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Post subject: Posted: October 3rd, 2006, 10:22 am |
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(is cracked up at Frodo's good imitation of Will)
(can we still be playing the other, the bad pirate ship too? Simultaneously?)
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Post subject: Posted: October 4th, 2006, 12:20 am |
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(LOL! Thanks Fencing Maiden! Uh, I'm still waiting for Victoria to respond, but I don't see why you can't still RP the bad pirates.  )
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Post subject: Posted: October 4th, 2006, 1:42 am |
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(Aye, I'm waiting for Victoria's post too..)
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Post subject: Posted: October 4th, 2006, 4:14 pm |
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(la la la....waiting, waiting, waiting!)
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Post subject: Posted: October 7th, 2006, 12:40 am |
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((Yay))
Isabelle huddled in the scant protection of a barrel as the night wind grew colder and the pirates more intoxicated. She wondered anxiously where Victoria was, and pulled her thin garments more tightly about herself as best she could, watching the captain uneasily from the corner of one eye.
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Post subject: Posted: October 7th, 2006, 12:45 am |
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Captain Benjamin Grey eyed the crew anxiously. Something was wrong. Yeah, something was wrong, but he couldn't quite place exactly what; if only his mind weren't so muddled by rum...
He moved over slowly to where Isabelle was, and placed a sweaty palm on her shoulder. "What are you looking at?" he said maliciously.
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Post subject: Posted: October 7th, 2006, 12:56 am |
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Isabelle, so tired she had just begun to drift into a doze, jerked violently at the touch of Benjamin's hand and shrank away, almost involuntarily leaping to her bare feet. She drew herself up to her full height, which was still not anything much compared to his, and squared her slender shoulders. "Why is it any of your business?" she queried, managing to conceal the quiver in her voice tolerably well, and knowing how pathetic her response sounded. Isabelle's voice was wobbly from crying and yelling and her face was very dirty.
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