Well I'm bored to death. It's not my fault I have a maximum attention span of approximately 3 seconds.
And I'm kinda depressed too, because it just so happens I'm moving to England.
My parents confirmed this. I thought they were just joking, becasue they've been saying this for about 7 months and have done nothing about it.
But we are.
If you've read my story called Silver as The Moonlight, you'll know how mmuch I move.
If you haven't I'll tell you.
I moved to Poratugal about a year ago, because of my parents. And before that, the U.S. And before that, Scotland(the land of the heavy accents.). And before that, France(totally sucked. Especially since i odn't really speak French. I had to learn the whole language in like only one year and by the time I could form actual sentances, we moved.). And a lot of other places. I WAS born in Canada(YAY eh? No, we don't say it after avery fuckin sentance, that's a goddamn lie. Another lie is that I like hockey. Hockey is the boringest damn sport in the whole world. Except for cricket and curling. Actually, I don't like watching any sports. I'd rather do them.) so I'm happy with that.I'm German/Canadian/Scottish on Mom's side, French/Italian/Portugese on my Dad's.
Therefore, life sucks when you keep having to move. I've basically had no real friends ever in my life.
And my Dad isn't even in the army or whatever.
My parents just like to move a lot.
I've told htem it might be a bit cheaper to just stay in a hotel, instead of buying houses since we only stay for about a year or so.
The best place we've been is Canada. We got to stay there for seven years. It was awesome, and for once I actually made friends.
And then we had to leave.
By the way, after I was born, we moved when I was four, then we went to some place that I can't remember. And we were there for a bout half a year.
I can't really remember all of this, as I was under ten.
Well, I'm gonna shut up now and go on with the story.
Disclaimer:I don't own POTC.
This is the conversation of Jack Sparrow and Captain Barbossa on the Black Pearl.
I should probably start making conversations without Jack Sparrow, as almost all of them have him in them.
Next time.
Wait, maybe I'll do this one next time.
Yeah. So this will be the cnversation of Will and... Who DOES Will have a conversationw ith other than Elizabeth and Jack?
Well, never mind, I'll just do Jack and Barbossa.
"So JAck... JACK... Jack..." said Barbossa, trying to put into words a sentance that he could not comprehend.(I know, doesn't make sense does it?)
"I heard you the first time mate." grinned Jack as he looked through the basket of apples.
"DON'T TOUCH MY PRETTY APPLES WITH YOUR DIRTY HANDS!!!!!!" roares Barbossa, surprising Jack enough to knock him from his feet. i.e, he fell over.
"I was just going to take one!" said Jack in a surprised voice. He was still shocked that he, Jack Sparrow, could be knocked off his feet by yelling.
"Fine then Jack." said Barbossa with a smile.
Jack took a bit of the tablecloth. (you read right. he took a bite from the tablecloth.)
"An apple, one of those next?" said Barbossa and he held out a ripe green one to Jack.
Jack dropped the tablecloth. "It's poisoned." he said with a pained look on his face.
"There's be no sense in killing you, Miss. Sparrow." said Barbossa with an evil grin.
"Well you have your trinket why don't you FREAKIN LEAVE ME ALONE!" bellowed Jack. Er, Miss. Sparrow.
"The fact is this: I DON'T HAVE MY FUCKIN TRINKET BECAUSE YOUR GAY LITTLE FRIEND STOLE IT FROM ME YOU BASTARD!!!!!!!!!" yelled Barbossa. "And stop acting like Elizabeth. I've had enough of her. She's too girly."
"Me too mate. She's burned my rum and my island, therefore luring the British Navy to me. And they were going to imprison me!"
"We haven't come to that part yet, Jack."
"Oh. Well she's just a bitch. She likes Will and he knows it, Will likes her and she knows it. I mean, it's kinda obvious, especially since he's a tad bit obsessed with her." said Jack crossly. "I mean, come on. And that Norringotn wants to marry her and he's like a bajillion years older then her. He was about thirty when she was ten. Can you say perverted?"
"Yep." said Barbossa.
"What?"
"Perverted. I can say it."
"It's just an expression mate."
"Oh. Apple?"
"It's poisoned." said Jack with a pained expression on his face.
"Shut up. We've been through this already, and I didn't enjoy it, sice you aren't as pretty as Elizabeth."
"Tell that to my fan club mate."
"What fan club?"
"Look." said Jack and he pointed his thumb over his finger where numerous whores and girl were screaming and crying.
"Well, look at my fanclub!" said Barbossa. He pointed his thumb behind his back at a frog.
"Nice." said Jack with a chuckle.
"Let's get back to the storyline." suggested Barbossa.
"Good plan." replied Jack.
"So, You're going to leave me stranded on an island with nothing except an apple?" asked Barbossa.
"Yep." said Jack. "Wait. No. That's not right. I'm going ot leave you on an island with nothing except my word."
"What word?"
"Unicorn."
"I don't like that word."
"Too bad."
"Can I have my name too?"
"No. But I'll shout it back to you as we leave."
"Good plan."
"I know, I'm a bloody genius."
"Wait, I'm more eviller than you, so shouldn't it be the other way around?"
"No."
"Since when were you voted captain?"
"Since you were cursed."
"How was that?" asked Barbossa.
A few pirates burst in wit torches and swords.
"Yeah!" said one of them. "Every decision you've led us to has led us from bad to worse."
"Yeah!" chanted the other five.
"I'll not be taking orders from you, Master Bitch-Whipped."
"Gasp!" said Master Bitch-Whipped. "That's MR. Master BIOTCH-Whipped to you, you ignoramous."
"Any man who dares to challenge me--"
"Once again, we're not there yet." sad Jack with a yawn.
"What do you mean?" asked Barbossa. "Once again? I said it the first time!"
"Oh." said Jack. "Well, just get out then."
The pirates trudged out of ht ecabin, but not before the monkey took a bite out of an apple.
"JACK!!!!!!!! WHAT HAVE YOU DONE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" wailed Barbossa. "MY APPLE!!!!!!! WAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!"
"I haven't done anything to your precious apples." said Jack boredly.
"Not you. We named the monkey Jack." said Barbossa smiling suddenly.
"Oh. Is it becasue he's devillishly hansome?" asked Jack.
"Naw." said Barbossa. "It's because he mooches off of other people. And he likes rum."
"That makes two of us then." said Jack. "By the way, what's with this obsession with apples you've got?"
"It all started when I was cursed." said Barbossa.
"Actually, forget I asked the question." said Jack. "I can tell it's going to be one of those 'Back In The Day' stories."
"You're right." said Barbossa sighing. "It is. I'm tired of the same old story. I want to die!!!!!!!"
"Don't worry, I'll kill you." said JAck happily.
"You can't." said Barbossa.
"Why?" asked Jack.
"First of all," said Barbossa. "I was kidding. And second of all--"
"Is this going to be a numbered thingy?" asked Jack. "Becasue I don't like those."
"Fine. It won't be." said Barbossa. "I'm cursed so you couldn't do it if I meant it."
"Right, right." said Jack. "Well, I'll be heading up deck."
Jack dissappeared up the stairs.
Barbossa sighed and followed him.
-FIN-
So this was an okay chapter. It kept getting side-trakced though. I kinda liked it this way.
Whatever. R&R!!!!!!!!!
And I'm kinda depressed too, because it just so happens I'm moving to England.
My parents confirmed this. I thought they were just joking, becasue they've been saying this for about 7 months and have done nothing about it.
But we are.
If you've read my story called Silver as The Moonlight, you'll know how mmuch I move.
If you haven't I'll tell you.
I moved to Poratugal about a year ago, because of my parents. And before that, the U.S. And before that, Scotland(the land of the heavy accents.). And before that, France(totally sucked. Especially since i odn't really speak French. I had to learn the whole language in like only one year and by the time I could form actual sentances, we moved.). And a lot of other places. I WAS born in Canada(YAY eh? No, we don't say it after avery fuckin sentance, that's a goddamn lie. Another lie is that I like hockey. Hockey is the boringest damn sport in the whole world. Except for cricket and curling. Actually, I don't like watching any sports. I'd rather do them.) so I'm happy with that.I'm German/Canadian/Scottish on Mom's side, French/Italian/Portugese on my Dad's.
Therefore, life sucks when you keep having to move. I've basically had no real friends ever in my life.
And my Dad isn't even in the army or whatever.
My parents just like to move a lot.
I've told htem it might be a bit cheaper to just stay in a hotel, instead of buying houses since we only stay for about a year or so.
The best place we've been is Canada. We got to stay there for seven years. It was awesome, and for once I actually made friends.
And then we had to leave.
By the way, after I was born, we moved when I was four, then we went to some place that I can't remember. And we were there for a bout half a year.
I can't really remember all of this, as I was under ten.
Well, I'm gonna shut up now and go on with the story.
Disclaimer:I don't own POTC.
This is the conversation of Jack Sparrow and Captain Barbossa on the Black Pearl.
I should probably start making conversations without Jack Sparrow, as almost all of them have him in them.
Next time.
Wait, maybe I'll do this one next time.
Yeah. So this will be the cnversation of Will and... Who DOES Will have a conversationw ith other than Elizabeth and Jack?
Well, never mind, I'll just do Jack and Barbossa.
"So JAck... JACK... Jack..." said Barbossa, trying to put into words a sentance that he could not comprehend.(I know, doesn't make sense does it?)
"I heard you the first time mate." grinned Jack as he looked through the basket of apples.
"DON'T TOUCH MY PRETTY APPLES WITH YOUR DIRTY HANDS!!!!!!" roares Barbossa, surprising Jack enough to knock him from his feet. i.e, he fell over.
"I was just going to take one!" said Jack in a surprised voice. He was still shocked that he, Jack Sparrow, could be knocked off his feet by yelling.
"Fine then Jack." said Barbossa with a smile.
Jack took a bit of the tablecloth. (you read right. he took a bite from the tablecloth.)
"An apple, one of those next?" said Barbossa and he held out a ripe green one to Jack.
Jack dropped the tablecloth. "It's poisoned." he said with a pained look on his face.
"There's be no sense in killing you, Miss. Sparrow." said Barbossa with an evil grin.
"Well you have your trinket why don't you FREAKIN LEAVE ME ALONE!" bellowed Jack. Er, Miss. Sparrow.
"The fact is this: I DON'T HAVE MY FUCKIN TRINKET BECAUSE YOUR GAY LITTLE FRIEND STOLE IT FROM ME YOU BASTARD!!!!!!!!!" yelled Barbossa. "And stop acting like Elizabeth. I've had enough of her. She's too girly."
"Me too mate. She's burned my rum and my island, therefore luring the British Navy to me. And they were going to imprison me!"
"We haven't come to that part yet, Jack."
"Oh. Well she's just a bitch. She likes Will and he knows it, Will likes her and she knows it. I mean, it's kinda obvious, especially since he's a tad bit obsessed with her." said Jack crossly. "I mean, come on. And that Norringotn wants to marry her and he's like a bajillion years older then her. He was about thirty when she was ten. Can you say perverted?"
"Yep." said Barbossa.
"What?"
"Perverted. I can say it."
"It's just an expression mate."
"Oh. Apple?"
"It's poisoned." said Jack with a pained expression on his face.
"Shut up. We've been through this already, and I didn't enjoy it, sice you aren't as pretty as Elizabeth."
"Tell that to my fan club mate."
"What fan club?"
"Look." said Jack and he pointed his thumb over his finger where numerous whores and girl were screaming and crying.
"Well, look at my fanclub!" said Barbossa. He pointed his thumb behind his back at a frog.
"Nice." said Jack with a chuckle.
"Let's get back to the storyline." suggested Barbossa.
"Good plan." replied Jack.
"So, You're going to leave me stranded on an island with nothing except an apple?" asked Barbossa.
"Yep." said Jack. "Wait. No. That's not right. I'm going ot leave you on an island with nothing except my word."
"What word?"
"Unicorn."
"I don't like that word."
"Too bad."
"Can I have my name too?"
"No. But I'll shout it back to you as we leave."
"Good plan."
"I know, I'm a bloody genius."
"Wait, I'm more eviller than you, so shouldn't it be the other way around?"
"No."
"Since when were you voted captain?"
"Since you were cursed."
"How was that?" asked Barbossa.
A few pirates burst in wit torches and swords.
"Yeah!" said one of them. "Every decision you've led us to has led us from bad to worse."
"Yeah!" chanted the other five.
"I'll not be taking orders from you, Master Bitch-Whipped."
"Gasp!" said Master Bitch-Whipped. "That's MR. Master BIOTCH-Whipped to you, you ignoramous."
"Any man who dares to challenge me--"
"Once again, we're not there yet." sad Jack with a yawn.
"What do you mean?" asked Barbossa. "Once again? I said it the first time!"
"Oh." said Jack. "Well, just get out then."
The pirates trudged out of ht ecabin, but not before the monkey took a bite out of an apple.
"JACK!!!!!!!! WHAT HAVE YOU DONE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" wailed Barbossa. "MY APPLE!!!!!!! WAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!"
"I haven't done anything to your precious apples." said Jack boredly.
"Not you. We named the monkey Jack." said Barbossa smiling suddenly.
"Oh. Is it becasue he's devillishly hansome?" asked Jack.
"Naw." said Barbossa. "It's because he mooches off of other people. And he likes rum."
"That makes two of us then." said Jack. "By the way, what's with this obsession with apples you've got?"
"It all started when I was cursed." said Barbossa.
"Actually, forget I asked the question." said Jack. "I can tell it's going to be one of those 'Back In The Day' stories."
"You're right." said Barbossa sighing. "It is. I'm tired of the same old story. I want to die!!!!!!!"
"Don't worry, I'll kill you." said JAck happily.
"You can't." said Barbossa.
"Why?" asked Jack.
"First of all," said Barbossa. "I was kidding. And second of all--"
"Is this going to be a numbered thingy?" asked Jack. "Becasue I don't like those."
"Fine. It won't be." said Barbossa. "I'm cursed so you couldn't do it if I meant it."
"Right, right." said Jack. "Well, I'll be heading up deck."
Jack dissappeared up the stairs.
Barbossa sighed and followed him.
-FIN-
So this was an okay chapter. It kept getting side-trakced though. I kinda liked it this way.
Whatever. R&R!!!!!!!!!