Hey Everyone!
Okay. I'm actually gonna answer to the reviews I've gotten recently, because some people were confused.
Courtney (for a chapter 12 review): The Jolly Roger is the skull and crossbones, I think, not the ship. I don't think I should've capitalized it. . .
The molecular lady: Luv the name! Yeah, I know, but it'll get even more 'fricken' awesome' as it goes! Thanks :)!!
Abby Rose1: Hey! There'll be more chapters! Like this one, for instance! Oh, and because you love my Jackclone2 so much, here's one of your very own! *passes over Jackclone3* All he needs is rum and love! I'm sure you can give him both! ;)
Ocean Blood: Well, here's the new chapter! Thanks for reviewing!
Draconic Ban-Sidhea: Yay! Here's chappie 16, as promised! Talk to you later! Oh, and here! *passes over Jackclone4* lotsa friendship put into this one! Have fun!
MaidoftheMist: Yay, s'mores! I luv s'mores. . . .Y'know what, if I could've directed PotC, Lizzie and Jack would've had s'mores on that island that they were on! Yay! And, the flamers and I are on GOOD TERMS! We've come to an accord of sorts! Here's a Jackclone5 for you!
Okay! There we are. . .
Oh, and by the way, Jack clones also do homework! Especially those really tough math and science problems! Yay! Good news for me!
Partouf: Oooh, ooh, MARIEEEE!!!
Marie: *is yanked outta the fanfic for a second* what d'you want? I'm busy being guilty and in LOVE here! For the love of Mike!
Partouf: *ponders* Who's Mike? Well, Anywho, HERE! *chucks something at Marie, which she catches*
Marie: *looks at what's in her hand* Oh my. . . .It's a . . . . . . . . NOOOOOOOOOOO!
Partouf: YESSSS! A PARTOUF PLUSHIE! I made it myself!
MtBR: Wow, nice job, Partouf! It's like a clone, except cuddlier!
Partouf: *glareglareglare* *suddenly looks to the readers* If anyone wants a Muse Partouf plushie, just ask for one in your review! I have ZILLIONS!
MtBR: And now, on with the fanfic!
*Btw (by the way) this one might me a bit on the sarcastic/humorous side, because I'm in that kinda mood right about now! Sorry if it's not anyone's cuppa tea . . .* ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Yes, you heard me.
I was falling for a pirate.
A pirate who had probably not even heard of the phrase 'Clean your room'. Ohh, no. His quarters looked like something after a Caribbean storm had swept through and messed up everything not tied down.
I had noticed the messiness after I came out of my mini-stupor from dreamily thinking of Jack, and had looked to my right, towards the middle of the room. My jaw almost dropped when I caught sight of the apple cores, empty rum bottles, and dirty shirts that littered the floor. If there actually was a floor.
I resisted the instinct that had been drilled into me to clean up, because I was still injured, and I leaned back into the pillows and sighed deeply. ~When I am well again, I will make it a priority to CLEAN UP THIS ROOM!~ I thought to myself, and closed my eyes, listening to the sound of the waves splashing against the ship outside of the large warped and pitted glass windows. My thoughts drifted back to the Inn, and mum, wondering how she was doing and such.
I sighed deeply, and I felt a twinge at my heart as I thought ~Mum must be missin' me terribly. . . .~ Then an idea came to me. 'I'll send her a letter at the next port!' I mumbled to myself, and felt a small thought drift up into my subconscious just before I fell asleep. It was ~And, should I tell her about Jack? ~
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*for the fun of it, let's look back in time, shall we? To Tortuga, about 1 year after Marie's dad left her mum. This is from Edward Kemps point of view*
'Aye, brink me another drink, me beauty! Arrr!'
Tortuga, the dirtiest, most overrun place in the Caribbean. A paradise for piratical goings on! Me mates an' I had just come into port, an' th' Cap'n an' th' crew had just gone into the Faithful Bride to split the mainbrace. I was on me third or fourth drink, I can' remember. . . .
'Aye, Kemp! Another round, an' one fer th' lass, aye!' Captain Jack crowed, an' th' crew laughed, as the lass on 'is lap kissed 'im on th' cheek. I 'ad just come from Port Royal, an' I already missed me loved ones, Kathryn an' th' little one, Marie. Th' small lass would be abou' 1 er 2, I'd wager . . . In any account, t'were an awful shame to have t' leave 'em. But, seein' as I was owing me mate Jack me services, I had t' go! I told Kathryn I'd be back in abou' a few months, an' I'd come see me little girl.
Or, girls, I should say! Kathryn was big with another one on th' way when I 'ad left, an' I wanted t' be back in time t' see the birth o' me fine. . . .Boy er girl, whichever it was set to be by the Lord. As I was sayin', Jack an' the crew were in fine spirits when we left th' Faithful Bride, an' I was drunk as . . . well, as a pirate, o' course! I didn' even remember pickin' up that harlot on the streets, or the hotel above th' Inn 'til I woke up th' next mornin'. . . . . . .
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Well, I couldn' go back t' Kathryn, seein' as I still 'ad to help Jack, o' course, but it took me a might longer than expected. . . .
As it turns out, th' crew on the Black Pearl was gone for about 2 years from Port Royal, an' I actually survived th' mutiny on th' Pearl, escapin' off t' Tortuga while Barbossa, the mutinous bilge rat, stopped by t' use the Aztec gold which th' rest of the crew had taken. I hadn't touched th' stuff, as me mate Gibbs 'ad told me an old yarn about th' gold bein' accursed, er somethin'.
Well, while I stayed in Tortuga, I found th' lass who had stayed th' night with me. She ran into me arms!
Actually, she almos' punched me into a keg, but tha's beside th' point. She said that she 'ad me son, an' that I should be takin' him, as she 'ad her work t' do**. So, naturally, I took th' lad an' raised him as a pirate, an abou' ten years later, Jack came back t' Tortuga, an' I heard that he needed someone t' help him win back th' Pearl. Well, seein' as I be the honourable man I is, I accepted, and me an' me son, Jonathan Kemp, sailed with 'im t' the Isla de Muerta.
Fearful place, it was . . . awful t' see, an' even awfuller t' be on. But, I ne'er set foot on that Island, 'cause me an' me son were locked in th' brig o' the Pearl, along with th' rest of th' crew. We survived, naturally. Then, Jack took me an' Jon onto 'is ship, an' I taught me boy t' talk like a real proper young man, along with the odd fencing lesson from Jack, o' course!
Twas when we were in a port called Coral Bay when I knew how much Jon meant to me.
Th' crew an' Cap'n went t' look fer a bit o' somethin' fer fun, an' Jack an' I came across a card game in an old pub. Well, Jack an' I sat down, with me boy watchin' from aside, an' we played a few 'ands.
'Twasn't until I played an Ace of Spades at the same time as another fellow when I realized that someone had slipped me a false card.
Well, th' other man who had played th' other card accused me o' cheatin'! Well, I couldn' stand fer this, so I protested against 'im, an' told 'im I were innocent! Jack even backed me up, God bless 'im. Then, the man took a swing at me, an' I told Jon t' run, th' poor lad. 'e ran out into th' street, an' back to th' Pearl, like the smart lad 'e was brought up t' be. Jack an' I drew out swords, and fought the men, but we was in trouble.
Jack suddenly yelled 'Ay, KEMP!', and I looked over a little t' me left t' see th' man holdin' up 'is pistol. I froze, an' a shot rang out, an' I grunted as I slumped down to th' floor o' th' pub. Th' men filtered out, save th' one who had cheated. Jack was holdin' 'im back, an' I heard 'im say in 'is almost English accent 'You're paying for that one, ya filthy bilge rat!'
I passed out, listening t' Jack an' that bastard parry, an' I felt meself lifted away. . . . .
*That's so sad! :'(. The rest of Jon's past will come to light later on, I promise!*
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**I got that idea from another fanfic I've read. Pretty excellent fanfic, too!
And, that's the end!
So, another chapter uploaded, you're happy, I'm happy, and we're all gonna be patient for when I get around to typing up the next one!
Thanks to everyone, I luv ya all!
DRINKS ALL AROUND!
~8@ Marie the Black Rose@8~
Okay. I'm actually gonna answer to the reviews I've gotten recently, because some people were confused.
Courtney (for a chapter 12 review): The Jolly Roger is the skull and crossbones, I think, not the ship. I don't think I should've capitalized it. . .
The molecular lady: Luv the name! Yeah, I know, but it'll get even more 'fricken' awesome' as it goes! Thanks :)!!
Abby Rose1: Hey! There'll be more chapters! Like this one, for instance! Oh, and because you love my Jackclone2 so much, here's one of your very own! *passes over Jackclone3* All he needs is rum and love! I'm sure you can give him both! ;)
Ocean Blood: Well, here's the new chapter! Thanks for reviewing!
Draconic Ban-Sidhea: Yay! Here's chappie 16, as promised! Talk to you later! Oh, and here! *passes over Jackclone4* lotsa friendship put into this one! Have fun!
MaidoftheMist: Yay, s'mores! I luv s'mores. . . .Y'know what, if I could've directed PotC, Lizzie and Jack would've had s'mores on that island that they were on! Yay! And, the flamers and I are on GOOD TERMS! We've come to an accord of sorts! Here's a Jackclone5 for you!
Okay! There we are. . .
Oh, and by the way, Jack clones also do homework! Especially those really tough math and science problems! Yay! Good news for me!
Partouf: Oooh, ooh, MARIEEEE!!!
Marie: *is yanked outta the fanfic for a second* what d'you want? I'm busy being guilty and in LOVE here! For the love of Mike!
Partouf: *ponders* Who's Mike? Well, Anywho, HERE! *chucks something at Marie, which she catches*
Marie: *looks at what's in her hand* Oh my. . . .It's a . . . . . . . . NOOOOOOOOOOO!
Partouf: YESSSS! A PARTOUF PLUSHIE! I made it myself!
MtBR: Wow, nice job, Partouf! It's like a clone, except cuddlier!
Partouf: *glareglareglare* *suddenly looks to the readers* If anyone wants a Muse Partouf plushie, just ask for one in your review! I have ZILLIONS!
MtBR: And now, on with the fanfic!
*Btw (by the way) this one might me a bit on the sarcastic/humorous side, because I'm in that kinda mood right about now! Sorry if it's not anyone's cuppa tea . . .* ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Yes, you heard me.
I was falling for a pirate.
A pirate who had probably not even heard of the phrase 'Clean your room'. Ohh, no. His quarters looked like something after a Caribbean storm had swept through and messed up everything not tied down.
I had noticed the messiness after I came out of my mini-stupor from dreamily thinking of Jack, and had looked to my right, towards the middle of the room. My jaw almost dropped when I caught sight of the apple cores, empty rum bottles, and dirty shirts that littered the floor. If there actually was a floor.
I resisted the instinct that had been drilled into me to clean up, because I was still injured, and I leaned back into the pillows and sighed deeply. ~When I am well again, I will make it a priority to CLEAN UP THIS ROOM!~ I thought to myself, and closed my eyes, listening to the sound of the waves splashing against the ship outside of the large warped and pitted glass windows. My thoughts drifted back to the Inn, and mum, wondering how she was doing and such.
I sighed deeply, and I felt a twinge at my heart as I thought ~Mum must be missin' me terribly. . . .~ Then an idea came to me. 'I'll send her a letter at the next port!' I mumbled to myself, and felt a small thought drift up into my subconscious just before I fell asleep. It was ~And, should I tell her about Jack? ~
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*for the fun of it, let's look back in time, shall we? To Tortuga, about 1 year after Marie's dad left her mum. This is from Edward Kemps point of view*
'Aye, brink me another drink, me beauty! Arrr!'
Tortuga, the dirtiest, most overrun place in the Caribbean. A paradise for piratical goings on! Me mates an' I had just come into port, an' th' Cap'n an' th' crew had just gone into the Faithful Bride to split the mainbrace. I was on me third or fourth drink, I can' remember. . . .
'Aye, Kemp! Another round, an' one fer th' lass, aye!' Captain Jack crowed, an' th' crew laughed, as the lass on 'is lap kissed 'im on th' cheek. I 'ad just come from Port Royal, an' I already missed me loved ones, Kathryn an' th' little one, Marie. Th' small lass would be abou' 1 er 2, I'd wager . . . In any account, t'were an awful shame to have t' leave 'em. But, seein' as I was owing me mate Jack me services, I had t' go! I told Kathryn I'd be back in abou' a few months, an' I'd come see me little girl.
Or, girls, I should say! Kathryn was big with another one on th' way when I 'ad left, an' I wanted t' be back in time t' see the birth o' me fine. . . .Boy er girl, whichever it was set to be by the Lord. As I was sayin', Jack an' the crew were in fine spirits when we left th' Faithful Bride, an' I was drunk as . . . well, as a pirate, o' course! I didn' even remember pickin' up that harlot on the streets, or the hotel above th' Inn 'til I woke up th' next mornin'. . . . . . .
~#~#~#~#~#~#~#~#~#~#~#~#~#~#~#~#~#~#~#~#~#~#~#~#~#~#~#~#~#~#~#~#~#~#~
Well, I couldn' go back t' Kathryn, seein' as I still 'ad to help Jack, o' course, but it took me a might longer than expected. . . .
As it turns out, th' crew on the Black Pearl was gone for about 2 years from Port Royal, an' I actually survived th' mutiny on th' Pearl, escapin' off t' Tortuga while Barbossa, the mutinous bilge rat, stopped by t' use the Aztec gold which th' rest of the crew had taken. I hadn't touched th' stuff, as me mate Gibbs 'ad told me an old yarn about th' gold bein' accursed, er somethin'.
Well, while I stayed in Tortuga, I found th' lass who had stayed th' night with me. She ran into me arms!
Actually, she almos' punched me into a keg, but tha's beside th' point. She said that she 'ad me son, an' that I should be takin' him, as she 'ad her work t' do**. So, naturally, I took th' lad an' raised him as a pirate, an abou' ten years later, Jack came back t' Tortuga, an' I heard that he needed someone t' help him win back th' Pearl. Well, seein' as I be the honourable man I is, I accepted, and me an' me son, Jonathan Kemp, sailed with 'im t' the Isla de Muerta.
Fearful place, it was . . . awful t' see, an' even awfuller t' be on. But, I ne'er set foot on that Island, 'cause me an' me son were locked in th' brig o' the Pearl, along with th' rest of th' crew. We survived, naturally. Then, Jack took me an' Jon onto 'is ship, an' I taught me boy t' talk like a real proper young man, along with the odd fencing lesson from Jack, o' course!
Twas when we were in a port called Coral Bay when I knew how much Jon meant to me.
Th' crew an' Cap'n went t' look fer a bit o' somethin' fer fun, an' Jack an' I came across a card game in an old pub. Well, Jack an' I sat down, with me boy watchin' from aside, an' we played a few 'ands.
'Twasn't until I played an Ace of Spades at the same time as another fellow when I realized that someone had slipped me a false card.
Well, th' other man who had played th' other card accused me o' cheatin'! Well, I couldn' stand fer this, so I protested against 'im, an' told 'im I were innocent! Jack even backed me up, God bless 'im. Then, the man took a swing at me, an' I told Jon t' run, th' poor lad. 'e ran out into th' street, an' back to th' Pearl, like the smart lad 'e was brought up t' be. Jack an' I drew out swords, and fought the men, but we was in trouble.
Jack suddenly yelled 'Ay, KEMP!', and I looked over a little t' me left t' see th' man holdin' up 'is pistol. I froze, an' a shot rang out, an' I grunted as I slumped down to th' floor o' th' pub. Th' men filtered out, save th' one who had cheated. Jack was holdin' 'im back, an' I heard 'im say in 'is almost English accent 'You're paying for that one, ya filthy bilge rat!'
I passed out, listening t' Jack an' that bastard parry, an' I felt meself lifted away. . . . .
*That's so sad! :'(. The rest of Jon's past will come to light later on, I promise!*
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**I got that idea from another fanfic I've read. Pretty excellent fanfic, too!
And, that's the end!
So, another chapter uploaded, you're happy, I'm happy, and we're all gonna be patient for when I get around to typing up the next one!
Thanks to everyone, I luv ya all!
DRINKS ALL AROUND!
~8@ Marie the Black Rose@8~
