Disclaimer: PotC is not mine. Really.
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It was a dark and stormy night. A fanfiction writer sat before a computer, but was not typing anything. There was not a single word written the page.
"Let's see..." the author whispered aloud before slowly typing a few words.
It was a dark and stormy night...
"No, no, no..." The author cringes at the sound of such a cliche opening and presses the backspace button furiously.
Once upon a time...
No! That wasn't good, either!
"Crap! Why can't I get the opening right?"
More backspacing, then some biting of nails and chewing of pencil erasers and tapping of toes.
"Aha!"
Once upon a pirate ship,
" ... Shit. Writer's block. Hm."
The author stares at the screen for some time as if the story would just fall out of the sky and into the computer.
"Ahh... I guess I should take a break," the author decides. "Maybe I'll go take a shower or two to clear my head. Or maybe I'll walk down the block and get some coffee! Yeah! No, no, no, can't go anywhere in a storm like this. And my car convieniently broke down yesterday and is at the mechanic. Poo. Man, I really need to stop talking to myself."
The author gets up from the computer and walks out of room, still talking.
"Well, you know what they say, sometimes your stories can almost write themselves if you give them enough time. You know, I..." And the author's voice trails off into silence.
And then the author is gone and the room is finally empty.
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"Crckk, RainbowUnicorn to SparklyPhoenix, do you copy, over. Crckk." A voice broke the silence.
"Crckk, RainbowUnicorn, this is Sparkly Phoenix. I hear you loud and clear, over. Crckk," was the response.
"Crckk, I think we're clear. Prepare to move in. Over. Crckk."
"Crckk. Roger that. Over. Crckk." There was a brief silence once again before, "Crckk. Wait! I see movement. Do not move in, I repeat, DO NOT MOVE IN. Over. Crckk."
Pause. Silence. SUSPENSE!! Then a cat leapt off a bookshelf and darted out of the room.
"Crckk. Whew. False alarm. I repeat, it was a false alarm. We're clear to move in. Crckk."
Two figures scurry out from behind the computer desk. They were dark purple robes with the hoods pulled up over their heads so that their faces were left in shadow. They were small and munchkin-like in stature and-- Oh, you get the idea. They were small. They wore robes. You can't see their faces. The two figures settled into the previously vacated computer chair.
"Crckk. SparklyPhoenix, this is RainbowUnicorn," said the first voice. "Phase one of MarySue Sabotage is underway. I repeat, Phase --"
"Oh, will you stop with the walkie-talkie!" The second figure, who we now know as SparklyPhoenix, whacks the other one, RainbowUnicorn, upside the head with said walkie-talkie. "I'm sitting right next to you and can hear everything you're saying, for Chrissakes!"
"Ow. That hurt."
"And quite whining! We have work to do."
RainbowUnicorn whimpered pathetically. "Yes'm."
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A/N: Yes, I'm aware the first chapter doesn't make much sense. That's why it's called gasp a prologue! Which means all will be explained, darlings, never fear. Oh, and if you get a chance, please check out my other two PoTC stories/shameless plug.
You may hold all reviews until the first chapter is posted. Which should be soon. Thanks for reading. :)
EDIT: The prologue has now been edited so that it is no longer in script format. Thank you so much, Jinxeh, for pointing out that writing like that wasn't allowed. I really did appreciate it. :) Anyway, Chapter Uno is on the way. Hang tight.