Trapped
Summary: Guybrush is
finally thrown into an inescapable prison.
He meets a fellow prisoner named 'Andréas'. (André but with a pronounced 's' on the end).
Andréas looks like Andy Dick. For the story, let's just say he is played by A. Dick. :-)
Character Descriptions:
Andréas (Ahndrays): 5'10, tall and lanky man, scruffy blond
hair, adorable blue eyes which are tinted with sadness and anguish… oddly resembles Guybrush…. He was imprisoned
at the age of seventeen. He is now
almost 25. {Andy Dick: Newsradio, the
Andy Dick Show}
Cearbhall (KYAR ull):
6' 7, very tall, well built, brown hair. Once a Peaceful man, but because of his strength he is now
possessed by the Lorcán and the demons of hell for malevolent purposes. {Jason Mewes (Jay + Silent Bob), but
Taller, and stronger..}
Gràinne (GRAW nya)- 5'1: Very short, thin, and amazingly
beautiful, Gràinne has long black hair and icy blue eyes comparable to those of
Fred Durst. She is one of the almighty
Larcan's daughters. She lures men with
her good looks and her perfect body, but they haven't a chance with her as
Lorcán takes them to be his henchmen.
(Rose McGowan- Jawbreaker, Marilyn Manson's ex-fiancee.)
Desdemona- (Dez-duh- mohna)-5'3- Another of Lorcán's
daughters, she is purely evil, as is her sister. She has mid-back length red hair, and Green Eyes. (Laura Prepon, of That 70's Show)
Ciaran (KEE ar an)- The only son and heir to the throne of
Lorcán. He has short, Red hair, and he
is fearful of his father, but he isn't at all evil. He doesn't believe what his father does is right, and as a
result, takes the brunt of his father's hatred. (Zack Ward. For those who watch Titus, he plays 'Dave'. For those that don't he played the infamous
bully, Scut Farkas in 'A Christmas Story')
Lorcán- (LOR cawn)-
The one true master of evil; There's a reason they call Satan the Black
Prince… Lorcán is the Black King. LeChuck, Largo LaGrande, and Satan are only
pawns in his game. Lorcán is so
powerful, that no force of good or decency has ever been able to overpower him
and restore Earth to it's natural state. (Alan Rickman in Dogma: Metatron, The
Voice of God)
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"What?" Guybrush
asked.
"You heard me.
You're an eternal prisoner here in this dark cave-like place. Believe me." The other lanky blonde man told him.
"But, why?"
"Because Lorcán is forcing us here because we are getting in
the way of his plans."
"What about LeChuck?"
"LeChuck is just another pawn in his game. Largo, LeChuck, even Satan himself are all
pawns. Lorcán is the most evil being on this planet, and probably all the
others as well." Andréas spat.
"Look. Sit down, and
I'll tell you a tale that I have been telling to the rats for years." He
said. Guybrush sank to the floor of the
warm, dim, stuffy little cave and began to listen to the tale that his
'cell-mate' began to spin.
Aindréas sighed and ran his fingers through his scruffy
hair.
"Back in the late 1400's, maybe even later there was a son
born to a newlywed couple. The man, an
orphan, who came from Ireland, gave himself the name Béoán Grundy. He married a young woman named Ainfean. Soon after their marriage, she became
pregnant and eventually gave birth to seven children to Béoán. Two of those children died before the age of
thirteen. The other five, three girls
and two boys survived. However, Ainfean
at the age of forty-seven, became pregnant once again. She passed during childbirth, and even
though the doctors, the community, and the spiritual leaders tried everything,
the child was lost soon after."
"Where does this lead to?"
Guybrush said.
"It leads to a lot of things. Herr Lorcan has heard many a thing about you, and this all leads
up to your eternal imprisonment."
Aindréas told him.
"Anyways, as I was saying, Béoán was left to raise the five
children alone. The girls were all
married off to wonderful men, and the boys were very respectful. The eldest son, Feardomhnach, then at the
tender age of seventeen, met a young lady named Fachtna. Little did he know it, her name meant
'Malice'. Three generations were born
after that, and the great-great-great grandson of Béoán was named Lorcan, meaning
silent and fierce."
"But-"
"Where am I tied in?
Back in the day, when I was barely thirteen I began my journey to become
a great pirate upon the seas of the Carribean.
I was actually sent to a boarding school in Dublin, and when I
graduated, when I was sixteen, I had a ship, a crew, and an abundance of
dreams. I got what I wanted, even
though I was sent to this awful place called, Monkey Island. I defeated LeChuck, not once, but four
times, and felt as though I was king of the world. But before all this happened, I was sent to complete the three
trials. I heard that in the later
years, the treasure became a t-shirt."
"What was it when you did it."
"A Rubber Chicken with a Pulley in the Middle. I left mine in some voodoo lady's shop."
Guybrush smiled. "I
found it. I used to have it but my wife
has it at home."
"Wife? Home?"
"Yes. The Governess
of Mêleé Island, Elaine Marley."
"I used to have a wife.
Lorcán stole her away from me.
She's now another of his servants, but I hear she is more beautiful than
ever." Aindréas said sadly.
"Maybe we'll get out of here!" Guybrush told him.
"It's obvious that you're new here. I've been here for 7 years, nine months, two
weeks, four days, twenty-three hours, seventeen minutes and… forty seconds." Aindréas said.
"You've counted."
"Guybrush, I've lost all hope. You're not too much younger than I am, but you still have
hope. I'll be here until my body
dies. Lorcán owns my soul, as he owns
pretty much everything to do with the dark world. No matter what everyone else tells you and no matter what the
Biblical stories tell you, Evil overpowers Good in the case of Lorcán
McGrundy."
Guybrush gave a sad look.
"Aindréas? What
about the rest of the story?"
"Huh? Oh,
Yeah." Aindréas yawned.
"Well, Lorcán grew up piss-poor in his household. Whenever he went to church, his family had
barely anything to offer to the collection plate. He was defiled, spit upon, hated, kicked, and was pretty much the
butt of all jokes throughout his youth.
When he went to high school however, he was very handsome. He had long, flowing black hair and green
eyes that captivated all who looked into them.
There was this one girl, her name happened to be Laine. She was very beautiful, and he asked her
out. Instead of a yes or no, he got
laughed at. That laugh was the straw
that broke the camel's back. After
that, he didn't ever even talk to anyone.
He dropped out of high school after that and got a job swabbing decks
and scrubbing the shit houses on ships.
Pretty soon, however, the Sweet Caroline's captain was fatally wounded
in battle, and Lorcán took control. It
wasn't long before he had his own crew.
Within 3 years of dropping out, Lorcán had overtaken LeChuck."
"You still haven't told me where I fit in. You didn't even finish where you fit into
all of this… I don't even
think-" Guybrush began.
"Shhh. That is a
tale for another time. For now, I
suggest you get some sleep. You'll need
it."
"Oh. Okay." Guybrush said. "Goodnight, Aindréas."
"Oíche mhaith"
Aindréas said, curling up into one of the dry corners of the cave.
"Good Night." Guybrush said,
curling up and also falling asleep.
So, should I bother
continueing? I know I used a lot of
hard-to-pronounce names, but I've taken a fascination to Ireland lately, due to
my Irish Heritage, and I used only one Gaelic phrase, which was 'Oíche mhaith'
which means 'Good Night'.
I've got school, so it'll be hard to continue, but I will
nonetheless. Please Review!
