What Would You Choose?
Okay...first off I'd like to say...I finally am reposting this! Hehe actually, it's pretty much the same just sigh nvm. Next, sadly, I don't own any of the people, you-insertion, of part of you being a pirate. sigh But! I found out I DO own something yeah!!!!!! I own...one half of my computer!!! ehe....yeah, I share it with my sister...--U okayokay so I don't own much!!! Just don't sue me!!!!!
Chapter Five: In a Cell With Our Favorite Pirate...
"Ye don't want to be doing that, luv..."
"Ugh I was so stupid. Mum always said never to count your chickens before they hatch, now look where it's gotten me!!!" you say woefully, while continuing to hit your head on the wall, completely ignoring the voice.
"Luv, can ye hear me?"
"OH MY GOD! What did I do to deserve this????!!!!!!!! I get a 3.5 GPA!!!!!!!" you groan, and slump on the ground facing towards the wall you were trying to break down with your noggin. "Say, have you ever got something you didn't deserve? Yeah, me too, but...I DIDN'T THINK THAT IT WOULD LAND ME IN PRISON!!!!! DAMNIT!" you shout at it miserably, suddenly becoming aware of someone talking to you.
"Luv! SHH!!! Luv keep it down!!!" you hear as you spin around seeing Jack Sparrow. "Aye! I knew ye could hear me," he grinned proudly. "I says we're equal good pirates n we don't belong in jail, what say you, eh Charon? What say you?" He waved his hand out drunkly.
You glare, "To what point and purpose?! We're in a bloody cell, and we'll be lynched tomorrow," sighing you lean on the wall. The sunlight pouring in from the bloody hot afternoon, how dreary.
Jack stays silent but a grin on his face hardly makes you believe he's sober. "What makes ye think I'm going to let em hang us luv?" He grins at you, winking. "Don't worry snatching an apple is hardly enough to make an appointment for the gallows," he trails off as he lays his head down and sleeps.
'Snatch an apple? I did nothing of the sort,' you think frowning. 'Oh...of course' you look down at Jack's figure; now noticing he's quite the ladies man figure. Lean-yet strong, well sculptured, tanned; smoky eyes and a sense of humor, and adventure...possibly romance as well. You groan out loud, 'how can I be thinking like this when I'm in such a predicament!!!? A plan...yes...a plan...' a yawn escapes your lips, 'fighting off redcoats in the dead on night is a bloody pain in the arse...' is the last thought you think before dropping off into a deep slumber.
The sun is on your face, the wind streaking violently through your hair. Your head hits something...soft...quite unlike a sharp rock...
You wake up to find yourself lying down quite comfortably, this is strange, because you're in a cell. Ahh...a nice pillow always does the trick you reach to fluff up your pillow only to find there was none! You lift your head to find...the book! Picking it up, you decide to read the poem in the beginning again, only to find...there's more than just a few pages...the book is now filled with a whole new chapter.
'The young lass finds herself in a parallel world. She wields in circles in the strange building, books surround her, dusty shelves, and a statue of stone. The lass's name is Alice de Primera Diablo, but best known as the First Woman to Commandeer One, otherwise known as Charon of the Topaz Star. But she sees no ships, she sees no seas. It be only books, shelves, dust and walls.
'Be this a curse upon the Charon?' she ponders to herself. But has no time to think, a deep slumber over powers her, but in dreams...you find answers.
In her dreams she finds a book untitled, but to find that the girl she met while sailing one day in the deep blue is living her life. Not to mention with extreme difficulties. A girl also comes to Alice, as we shall now call her, the girl who she recognizes as the duchesses daughter, Sirius, whom had brought her safely out of a redcoats' way when she was small, and had been friends ever since. She says, 'do not be afraid, which I know you are not, for this is your adventure. See your life. Live your life.' Alice decides life brought her here by the great powers of the sea wenches and decides to go along with it.
She wakes up to find herself clad in queer looking satin pants and long sleeve, and in a quite comfy bed, her hair was clean and washes, and a different color than it had been in the Caribbean...her skin was un-tanned and body quite nimble. A knock was heard at the door to the room, it opened to reveal two worried faces, the faces of two parents who had been worried sick all night where their daughter had been, only to find the police found her in the library! How queer!
"Hon? Are you alright? Honestly, found at the library in the witching hour!" the mother cries. Alice merely looks oddly at the woman and pats her back, as the woman collapses in a pile of tears on her shoulder. "You could've been mugged! Or worse! What do you think you were doing worrying your mum like that?? I was running all around town looking for you!"
The wheels in Alice's head click away, and she understands who the woman is. Her mother...well perhaps not HER mother, but someone's mother, the someone who she was to be. More wheels clicked and she let a grin spread mentally. "Huh? Who are you? Where am I?" she says rather clueless.
The woman's eyes go wide at saucers. "To not even remember your own mum? Your room?" she asks, while Alice merely shakes her head, innocently. Her mother gives out a shriek and immediately rambles on about amnesia and how a man must have knocked a few more brain's out of her than reasonable.
Alice grins behind the naive face of you. What say you?'
Speechless, you close the book. "I say that I have had quite enough of this nonsense!" you say to no one in particular, but getting a response anyway.
"Well I'll tell you what I say, luv, I say that I've got a plan...now here's what we'll do..." and Jack pulls your ear close to his lips and starts to tell you his plan.
And in the next chappie we'll figure out this bloody brilliant plan of our dashing captain! yay!!!...yeah i'm just buying time to figure out the plan, ack don't hurt me!!! please R&R! n I'll make the escape as cooli as possible! wat say you? ehehehehe?
Okay...first off I'd like to say...I finally am reposting this! Hehe actually, it's pretty much the same just sigh nvm. Next, sadly, I don't own any of the people, you-insertion, of part of you being a pirate. sigh But! I found out I DO own something yeah!!!!!! I own...one half of my computer!!! ehe....yeah, I share it with my sister...--U okayokay so I don't own much!!! Just don't sue me!!!!!
Chapter Five: In a Cell With Our Favorite Pirate...
"Ye don't want to be doing that, luv..."
"Ugh I was so stupid. Mum always said never to count your chickens before they hatch, now look where it's gotten me!!!" you say woefully, while continuing to hit your head on the wall, completely ignoring the voice.
"Luv, can ye hear me?"
"OH MY GOD! What did I do to deserve this????!!!!!!!! I get a 3.5 GPA!!!!!!!" you groan, and slump on the ground facing towards the wall you were trying to break down with your noggin. "Say, have you ever got something you didn't deserve? Yeah, me too, but...I DIDN'T THINK THAT IT WOULD LAND ME IN PRISON!!!!! DAMNIT!" you shout at it miserably, suddenly becoming aware of someone talking to you.
"Luv! SHH!!! Luv keep it down!!!" you hear as you spin around seeing Jack Sparrow. "Aye! I knew ye could hear me," he grinned proudly. "I says we're equal good pirates n we don't belong in jail, what say you, eh Charon? What say you?" He waved his hand out drunkly.
You glare, "To what point and purpose?! We're in a bloody cell, and we'll be lynched tomorrow," sighing you lean on the wall. The sunlight pouring in from the bloody hot afternoon, how dreary.
Jack stays silent but a grin on his face hardly makes you believe he's sober. "What makes ye think I'm going to let em hang us luv?" He grins at you, winking. "Don't worry snatching an apple is hardly enough to make an appointment for the gallows," he trails off as he lays his head down and sleeps.
'Snatch an apple? I did nothing of the sort,' you think frowning. 'Oh...of course' you look down at Jack's figure; now noticing he's quite the ladies man figure. Lean-yet strong, well sculptured, tanned; smoky eyes and a sense of humor, and adventure...possibly romance as well. You groan out loud, 'how can I be thinking like this when I'm in such a predicament!!!? A plan...yes...a plan...' a yawn escapes your lips, 'fighting off redcoats in the dead on night is a bloody pain in the arse...' is the last thought you think before dropping off into a deep slumber.
The sun is on your face, the wind streaking violently through your hair. Your head hits something...soft...quite unlike a sharp rock...
You wake up to find yourself lying down quite comfortably, this is strange, because you're in a cell. Ahh...a nice pillow always does the trick you reach to fluff up your pillow only to find there was none! You lift your head to find...the book! Picking it up, you decide to read the poem in the beginning again, only to find...there's more than just a few pages...the book is now filled with a whole new chapter.
'The young lass finds herself in a parallel world. She wields in circles in the strange building, books surround her, dusty shelves, and a statue of stone. The lass's name is Alice de Primera Diablo, but best known as the First Woman to Commandeer One, otherwise known as Charon of the Topaz Star. But she sees no ships, she sees no seas. It be only books, shelves, dust and walls.
'Be this a curse upon the Charon?' she ponders to herself. But has no time to think, a deep slumber over powers her, but in dreams...you find answers.
In her dreams she finds a book untitled, but to find that the girl she met while sailing one day in the deep blue is living her life. Not to mention with extreme difficulties. A girl also comes to Alice, as we shall now call her, the girl who she recognizes as the duchesses daughter, Sirius, whom had brought her safely out of a redcoats' way when she was small, and had been friends ever since. She says, 'do not be afraid, which I know you are not, for this is your adventure. See your life. Live your life.' Alice decides life brought her here by the great powers of the sea wenches and decides to go along with it.
She wakes up to find herself clad in queer looking satin pants and long sleeve, and in a quite comfy bed, her hair was clean and washes, and a different color than it had been in the Caribbean...her skin was un-tanned and body quite nimble. A knock was heard at the door to the room, it opened to reveal two worried faces, the faces of two parents who had been worried sick all night where their daughter had been, only to find the police found her in the library! How queer!
"Hon? Are you alright? Honestly, found at the library in the witching hour!" the mother cries. Alice merely looks oddly at the woman and pats her back, as the woman collapses in a pile of tears on her shoulder. "You could've been mugged! Or worse! What do you think you were doing worrying your mum like that?? I was running all around town looking for you!"
The wheels in Alice's head click away, and she understands who the woman is. Her mother...well perhaps not HER mother, but someone's mother, the someone who she was to be. More wheels clicked and she let a grin spread mentally. "Huh? Who are you? Where am I?" she says rather clueless.
The woman's eyes go wide at saucers. "To not even remember your own mum? Your room?" she asks, while Alice merely shakes her head, innocently. Her mother gives out a shriek and immediately rambles on about amnesia and how a man must have knocked a few more brain's out of her than reasonable.
Alice grins behind the naive face of you. What say you?'
Speechless, you close the book. "I say that I have had quite enough of this nonsense!" you say to no one in particular, but getting a response anyway.
"Well I'll tell you what I say, luv, I say that I've got a plan...now here's what we'll do..." and Jack pulls your ear close to his lips and starts to tell you his plan.
And in the next chappie we'll figure out this bloody brilliant plan of our dashing captain! yay!!!...yeah i'm just buying time to figure out the plan, ack don't hurt me!!! please R&R! n I'll make the escape as cooli as possible! wat say you? ehehehehe?