AN: I wondered whether I should put this up yet - I mean, I only updated yesterday and it might be overkill - but then I thought, look - they won't be getting any chapters next week (well, probably not), just do it. So I have updated! You still have to tell me whether you want to be in the story or not: I've got one vote so far, for yes, but later. That would be good. Oh, and the way I see you come in to the film...you won't be Anamaria. (Evil chuckle.)
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The story so far: your brother has been sucked into the flick and is now Norrington. You watch. The Black Pearl has begun its attack on the town; Elizabeth is (understandably) confused about Norrington's behaviour after he threw her off the fort cliff; Jack's in gaol.
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You've been wondering (in between munching handfuls of popcorn) whether your brother's actions would change the course of the whole movie, or just the scenes he was in. Here's your chance to find out: your brother's just mentioned to the Governor that he's going to go and visit Jack Sparrow in gaol. However, the next scene you see is the street. Will Turner is busy staring at the chaos erupting in the streets when your brother rocks up on his way to the gaol.
"Will!" Your brother calls. "TURNER!"
Will turns. "Commodore Norrington! What are you doing here?"
"Well, I realised on my way to see Jack Sparrow that you haven't had a chance to meet him, on account of the way I captured him against the grain of the movie, and I just want you to know that he used to be captain of the Black Pearl and knows the new captain, 'cause otherwise you won't go and visit him tomorrow. Got that? I've got to go to the gaol."
He leaves Will standing with his mouth open in the street (and about to get brained by a brawny pirate) and sure enough, the next thing you see on the screen is Jack Sparrow watching the other inmates escape through the bloody great hole the Black Pearl has blown in the wall. He grabs the bone and bangs it against the side of the cell, calling for the dog. You sigh; you've seen this before. You want to see something new - basically you want to see your brother muck something up.
"It's just you and me now..." Jack curses in frustration as the dog scampers away.
"Nah, it's not, Jack. I'm here too." The unmistakeable voice of your brother echoes in the damp cells. You think quickly. Does your brother realise that two pirates from the Pearl are about to come down those steps?
"Oh, you," Jack says suspiciously. "Come to gloat, then?"
"Just to talk," your brother replies. "I'm just going to pop down here for a sec, though, 'cause a couple of your mates from the Black Pearl are about to come down the steps here."
Oh. That settles that. Your brother vanishes into the gloom of the cells as Jack talks to the two pirates. When they've gone, your brother steps out again.
"Sort of creepier when you're in it," he muses with a shiver.
You lean a little closer to the television. Does it look like - yes, your brother is officially freaked out by the skeletons!
"Did you know about the curse?" Jack says abruptly.
"Yeah. Did you?"
"You might say I had heard a rumour."
"Jack, you're a bit of a ladies man, aren't you?" You have absolutely no idea what tack your brother is trying now.
"I have a bit of a reputation in that area," Jack says with a frown. "Why?"
"What do you reckon chicks think about a guy who pushes them off a cliff?"
Jack laughs disbelievingly. "You actually did it? I thought the lovely Miss Swann was a little traumatised from her ordeal!"
"Yes, well," your brother makes a gesture which roughly translates to 'and we're over that now', "it was the best thing to do at the time."
"I don't know if you'd be in her good books, mate." Jack smirks. "They generally prefer men who, for want of a better word, woo."
Your brother cracks into a grin. "Like you wooed Scarlett, and Giselle, then?"
Jack starts. "How...? You know a lot more about me than I really want, but for your information, my women are a different breed to your ladies, savvy? And don't you have better things to do, like protecting the fort etcetera from bloodthirsty pirates? You going to stay here all night?"
"Yeah," your brother replies nonchalantly. "Elizabeth's been captured by Barbossa, and Will Turner - you might remember him as Bootstrap Bill's son - is going to come and break you out so that you can lead him to some island with a ridiculous name and rescue her. And I want to come too. I won't get in the way."
Jack's eyes widen at this information. "Bootstrap Bill's son? That's interesting..."
Your brother stops a moment. You can clearly hear him muttering to himself, though it's debatable whether Jack can, such is the power of the medium. Basically, it's an argument based on the logic of staying in the gaol versus being at the table with the maps the next morning, to steer Will towards the gaol. The table wins.
"Jack, I've got to go, but I'll be back next morning. Don't go on the adventure without me," your brother points at Jack, "or else."
"Or else what?"
"Or else, I don't give you this bottle of rum that I brought down for you to while the hours away with."
You've got to give all credit where it's due to your brother. He's really thought this one through. As he passes the bottle through the bars to Jack, he gets his reply.
"I don't care what I've heard about you, Norrington," Jack says with a grin as he caresses the bottle, "you're a top bloke. And I'll be rooting for you to get the girl."
Your brother grins back. "See you tomorrow, mate."
You nearly choke on your popcorn. Norrington and Jack, bonding over rum. Now you've seen it all.
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The story so far: your brother has been sucked into the flick and is now Norrington. You watch. The Black Pearl has begun its attack on the town; Elizabeth is (understandably) confused about Norrington's behaviour after he threw her off the fort cliff; Jack's in gaol.
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You've been wondering (in between munching handfuls of popcorn) whether your brother's actions would change the course of the whole movie, or just the scenes he was in. Here's your chance to find out: your brother's just mentioned to the Governor that he's going to go and visit Jack Sparrow in gaol. However, the next scene you see is the street. Will Turner is busy staring at the chaos erupting in the streets when your brother rocks up on his way to the gaol.
"Will!" Your brother calls. "TURNER!"
Will turns. "Commodore Norrington! What are you doing here?"
"Well, I realised on my way to see Jack Sparrow that you haven't had a chance to meet him, on account of the way I captured him against the grain of the movie, and I just want you to know that he used to be captain of the Black Pearl and knows the new captain, 'cause otherwise you won't go and visit him tomorrow. Got that? I've got to go to the gaol."
He leaves Will standing with his mouth open in the street (and about to get brained by a brawny pirate) and sure enough, the next thing you see on the screen is Jack Sparrow watching the other inmates escape through the bloody great hole the Black Pearl has blown in the wall. He grabs the bone and bangs it against the side of the cell, calling for the dog. You sigh; you've seen this before. You want to see something new - basically you want to see your brother muck something up.
"It's just you and me now..." Jack curses in frustration as the dog scampers away.
"Nah, it's not, Jack. I'm here too." The unmistakeable voice of your brother echoes in the damp cells. You think quickly. Does your brother realise that two pirates from the Pearl are about to come down those steps?
"Oh, you," Jack says suspiciously. "Come to gloat, then?"
"Just to talk," your brother replies. "I'm just going to pop down here for a sec, though, 'cause a couple of your mates from the Black Pearl are about to come down the steps here."
Oh. That settles that. Your brother vanishes into the gloom of the cells as Jack talks to the two pirates. When they've gone, your brother steps out again.
"Sort of creepier when you're in it," he muses with a shiver.
You lean a little closer to the television. Does it look like - yes, your brother is officially freaked out by the skeletons!
"Did you know about the curse?" Jack says abruptly.
"Yeah. Did you?"
"You might say I had heard a rumour."
"Jack, you're a bit of a ladies man, aren't you?" You have absolutely no idea what tack your brother is trying now.
"I have a bit of a reputation in that area," Jack says with a frown. "Why?"
"What do you reckon chicks think about a guy who pushes them off a cliff?"
Jack laughs disbelievingly. "You actually did it? I thought the lovely Miss Swann was a little traumatised from her ordeal!"
"Yes, well," your brother makes a gesture which roughly translates to 'and we're over that now', "it was the best thing to do at the time."
"I don't know if you'd be in her good books, mate." Jack smirks. "They generally prefer men who, for want of a better word, woo."
Your brother cracks into a grin. "Like you wooed Scarlett, and Giselle, then?"
Jack starts. "How...? You know a lot more about me than I really want, but for your information, my women are a different breed to your ladies, savvy? And don't you have better things to do, like protecting the fort etcetera from bloodthirsty pirates? You going to stay here all night?"
"Yeah," your brother replies nonchalantly. "Elizabeth's been captured by Barbossa, and Will Turner - you might remember him as Bootstrap Bill's son - is going to come and break you out so that you can lead him to some island with a ridiculous name and rescue her. And I want to come too. I won't get in the way."
Jack's eyes widen at this information. "Bootstrap Bill's son? That's interesting..."
Your brother stops a moment. You can clearly hear him muttering to himself, though it's debatable whether Jack can, such is the power of the medium. Basically, it's an argument based on the logic of staying in the gaol versus being at the table with the maps the next morning, to steer Will towards the gaol. The table wins.
"Jack, I've got to go, but I'll be back next morning. Don't go on the adventure without me," your brother points at Jack, "or else."
"Or else what?"
"Or else, I don't give you this bottle of rum that I brought down for you to while the hours away with."
You've got to give all credit where it's due to your brother. He's really thought this one through. As he passes the bottle through the bars to Jack, he gets his reply.
"I don't care what I've heard about you, Norrington," Jack says with a grin as he caresses the bottle, "you're a top bloke. And I'll be rooting for you to get the girl."
Your brother grins back. "See you tomorrow, mate."
You nearly choke on your popcorn. Norrington and Jack, bonding over rum. Now you've seen it all.