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Post subject:  Posted: August 15th, 2007, 8:37 pm |
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smeagollum wrote: Adara innocently covered her mouth and giggled. This pirate was funnier in real life than he was in the movie. Playing along, Adara looked up at Jack, having her pirate hat fall back a tinch but stay fully on her head, and asked, "But where do I go, cap'n?"
Danielle rolled her eyes and shook her head. Stupid fangirls, she thought. "And who'ed be pay'en for all this here rum," she said, useing here best pirate imatation. _________________ I was Nymphadora Tonks
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Post subject: Posted: August 15th, 2007, 9:20 pm |
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(Murtagh, you remember that Adara is 10 years old. Right?)
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Post subject: Posted: August 16th, 2007, 2:35 pm |
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((Um, no, why?))
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Post subject: Posted: August 16th, 2007, 2:36 pm |
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((Um, no, why?))
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Post subject: Posted: August 16th, 2007, 2:57 pm |
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(You said fangirl in the last post. I don't picture Adara as a fangirl of Jack Sparrow.. but more as a little girl who loves pirates.)
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Post subject: Posted: August 16th, 2007, 4:45 pm |
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((Oh, well, my charrie is baced off of one of my friend who call anyone who like anything a lot a fangirl. I wouldn't think of a 10 year old as a fangirl, but she would, even if they didn't even like them for looks.))
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Post subject: Posted: August 16th, 2007, 10:32 pm |
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(I just wanted to make sure you didn't have to change your post.)
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Post subject: Posted: August 17th, 2007, 3:16 am |
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Stammering words of incoherent mutters and curses, Jack descended his gaze once upon the two twin girl's once more.
"Bloomin' chapati! Th' Pearl! She's sinkin' fast! Hoist the ropes, don't let her-"
Thump.
The drunken figure of Mr. Sparrow fell apart to the black and white tile below. His mind buzzed around with bees, and he waved his free hand in awkward ways into the air.
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Post subject: Posted: August 17th, 2007, 3:39 am |
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The Ghostrider was no longer 'Ghostrider'... Moaning behind the crates, was a man..... Sitting upward, he swallowed hard, "Man my throat is dry."
Turning his head, his blue eyes looked to Merry and Pippin, "Who are you two kids?" Confused and dazed he then found himself to be a warehouse as well, "Where am I?"
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Jadis was furious. How dare this man insult her!
Raising her wand in the blizzarding cold air, she readied to turn him into solid stone. However, as she did, her peripheral gaze caught sight of Aiden.
Turning sharply, she turned the large branch into stone, "Apparently, you do want me to kill you....and now!" Her face grew angry and her brows frowned.
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Once Mark had learned of his mother's death, his mind denied it, but heart told him the opposite.
Panting and breathing hard, Mark had run all the way back along the ruined street, were Ghostrider had passed, back to the dirt hills, into the neighborhood he lived in, and eventually onto Faulter St.
His legs pounded and ached as he came to an exhausted stop in front of his house. The lights in the house were dark and the curtains shut. Swallowing hard, Mark stared and dreaded what lay inside.
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Post subject: Posted: August 17th, 2007, 9:40 am |
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"We better get Jack back home Adara," said Danielle kindly, finaly softening up a little. She opened her walet and put some 20's on the self and sighed. "That should cover it."
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Post subject: Posted: August 18th, 2007, 2:22 am |
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"Wait a second," Adara reached up and grabbed another bottle of rum, "We are going to need another one.. trust me."
Adara shoved the bottle at Danielle and ran back to Jack Sparrow. "Cap'n! Cap'n! They are catch' up! We need to sail that way!" She jumping up and down, pointing at the direction of the door.
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Merry and Pippin stood in awe and confusion. Both were more shocked and ignorant than scared. "Um... I'm Merry, and this is my friend Pippin," Merry waryingly said in a notch above a whispher after a minute of staring at the new... person, "You're.... in a warehouse. Wha..?" Merry held off for a second. If this man didn't know who they were and where he was, he certainly wouldn't know about the Ghostrider. "Who are you?"
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Post subject: Posted: August 19th, 2007, 3:16 am |
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(Guys, I think we need to start making up a main plot for the story and join all the characters together.)
"Aye! Tha' way, pass th' fanny and up 'er skirt to the ends of th' earth where ye'll wet your nappy!"
Captain Jack stumbled his feet around. It looked like he was trying to stand back up on a receantly mobbed deck or something of that orgin. He couldn't find his balance to rise to his boots no matter how hard he tried.
Now, Jack Sparrow was always known to be hard on his rum, and to handle it well, with only the effects of slurred words, and a funny walk. Unfortunately though, the alcohol of the future was much, much stronger. Therefore, it had a much heavier effect on our Captain.
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Post subject: Posted: August 19th, 2007, 3:30 am |
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"I'm...." he began to answer as he rubbed his throbbing forehead, "I'm Johnny Blaze." Slowly, the lean lanky man, stood to his feet with a tired wobble in his knees.
Blinking his eyes over and over, he looked to the hobbits and said, "Why don't you run along home to yer mother?" His twangy accent revealed that he was from down south and apparently, he was unaware of his surroudings or what had just occured.
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The sidewalk that lead to the house, seemed to stretch for miles, before Mark's blue eyes. He did not want to walk on that grey concrete, but his skinny legs did it for him.
Everything seemed to be a dream as he stepped up to the front door. Knocking three times, his eyes shifted across the entire door as he waited for his mother to answer. Nothing..... a few more moments....nothing...no noise...no voice.... he knocked again..... still nothing... no warm embrace.... no welcome home...
Things seemed to become terribly true in his soul. Uncertainty rose within his heart, as he turned the doorknob, opening the front door slowly. "Hello? Mom? It's me....Mark."
Stepping inside the house, on the brick red tile, he shut the door behind him and froze in place, "Mom! Are you here? Mom!" Slowly, he walked toward the kitchen and living room areas, fearfully looking around every corner. "Mom.....hello? Mom?"
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Post subject: Posted: August 19th, 2007, 8:51 pm |
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"Come on," grunted Danielle, grabbing Jack by the arm a hoisting him to his feet.
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Post subject: Posted: August 19th, 2007, 11:26 pm |
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Dresden turned to the girl that he drove out here, replacing the blasting rod inside his duster. "Well, I guess I can give you a ride home if you want it. Do you?"
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Post subject: Posted: August 19th, 2007, 11:39 pm |
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Adara watched, supervised, to make sure Jack would stand up.. in a way. She stood with her hand covering her mouth to cause muffled laughter.
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"Our mother isn't here," Merry recollected to the man, "What happened to the..."
Pippin dragged Merry back to make him rethink what he was about ready to say. "This is our chance, Merry, this guy obviously doesn't know the difference between a carrot and a mushroom. We can get out of here before that glowing head ever comes back," he told Merry is a tone that was supposed to be a whispher, but became loud enough for Johnny to overhear.
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