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Yes Squeeky my dear, that's the actual ship. Awesome, no?
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Dead Men Tell No Tales
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Oh, wow! This is just so marvelously done! I'm feeling a lot better right now about the previous story being deleted. I still liked how it went, and I'm a bit saddened that it's gone. Hope you still have it saved somewhere I can read it.
Uncle Deadly's appearance in the story was just awesome. I love how you had him look up and see the ship from the last part of the movie being blown to smithereens. That was just too cool.
You'd better believe that I'm looking forward to the next part of the story.
Oh, and prawnie, love the pictures you had from the Disney Cruise. Haha.
Uncle Deadly's appearance in the story was just awesome. I love how you had him look up and see the ship from the last part of the movie being blown to smithereens. That was just too cool.
You'd better believe that I'm looking forward to the next part of the story.
Oh, and prawnie, love the pictures you had from the Disney Cruise. Haha.
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Oh fine Sean, you've talked me into posting them here...muppetwriter said:
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*stops clenching fists* Oh! Thanks for telling me, Ed. You've had no idea how upset I was.
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*Begs Claudia for an update... Pweetty pwease? Oh pwease! Pwease! Pwease!
*Comes to his senses... *Stands up off of the floor. Erherm... Yes, um, post more of this sailing story. Thank you. :embarrased: (Fozzie smiley)
*Comes to his senses... *Stands up off of the floor. Erherm... Yes, um, post more of this sailing story. Thank you. :embarrased: (Fozzie smiley)
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Aargh! Urrgh? C'n we get more o' this glorious seafaring story cap'n Squeekers? The boys down below be getting anxious to find out what happened to Davy and Dalma. Confidentially, me too as I'd like to get to know these characters never watched the movies neither. Um, and if ye do end up posting, I'll be givin' ye this um, piece of eight?
5-6-7-8 yo-ho-heave-ho!
*Tosses chocolate gold-wrapped coin at Clauds to get the update hinted at.
5-6-7-8 yo-ho-heave-ho!
*Tosses chocolate gold-wrapped coin at Clauds to get the update hinted at.
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A Decade's End
The smell of vegetable soup pervaded the air, reaching the nostrils of a tiny frog. He crept out of his little bed and out of his cozy room. Soon after, he descended the wooden stairs with care. His grogginess was made notable when he tried to stifle a yawn from escaping his Froggy lips.
He faced the culprit who clanked the pots and pans carelessly about.
It wasn’t who he had supposed it to be, but instead, it was a humming jovial other. The plump figure twirled about in her nightgown, forgetting just where she was. Her mind was somewhere else…
He interrupted her with a little voice that asked, may I have some, too?
She jumped at the sound of his voice, but relaxed once she knew just who it was. She nodded her head at his request, fetching a bowl for Robin and herself.
Benjamina sat Robin on his lap, blowing lightly at his soup; the soup's ripples entertained Robin meanwhile she cooled it down.
"Here you go, twerp." She said good naturedly.
"Oh, boy, thanks!" He cried, grabbing his spoon for a taste.
"All we need now is supper and a show." She suggested.
As if on cue, Don Music rose his head from the piano to face them.
He rubbed his forehead slowly, "I've a song I'd like to play." He said mysteriously. "A song inspired by a 10-year rumor."
Robin nodded, "Yeah, sure!"
Benjamina looked on, unsure on what to say.
He cracked his knuckles, proceeding to play his desired song...
I sent my son off to die
Because of the murderous countries lie
But the trees still grow
And the birds still fly
The ghost of Davy Jones is walking high tonight.
Muster now young soldier boy
And grab your gun
The money men they need you now
You poor man's son
But the wind still moans
And the oceans cry
The ghost of Davy Jones is walking high tonight...
Robin looked on in amazement, while Benjamina bit down on her lip.
Sally Anne
Young bride with child
I've never seen
Your picture taped inside the door
Of my Humvee
When the bullets fly
The birds they know
Sally tell our unborn son I
Died for Rome.
Blackened cash
The cameras flash
Decisions made...
Amidst the quarrel, a shadow stood, holding a throbbing muscle in his massive crustacean claw. The man walked two steps forward, pressing his tentacled face against the man who had discovered the absence of his son’s heart’s cheek. He glided his tentacles into his eyes, shoving them back. Blood trickled from the physical damage he had caused him.
Bootstrap Bill, the father of William, had tried to warn his son of his missing heart; alas he failed. He writhed in pain as he continued his slow torture.
Davy took his sweet time, and he took it well. Davy was highly displeased from Bill's betrayal after granting him eternal life on his cursed ship...
Only to give it away to a fool who should have died under his sword.
He pushed him off the ghostly ship after having punished him.
"'Ello, Mister Turner." He greeted in his thick Scottish accent.
William dropped his sword, knowing this war was already lost.
He lowered himself on one knee, bowing his head agonizingly.
He had lost his father without warning, and his heart, as well.
The former captain of the Flying Dutchman held his heart...
It was the end for him.
"We'll be together soon, Elizabeth." He whispered, bowing his head.
They listened to his song, and somehow it manifested itself as a tale.
A tale that would be passed on for years to come--also a terrible foreshadowing of what was to be. Don wasn't aware at what had taken place in the open seas, but only what he was singing.
Benjimina had finished her soup quick.
Oddly enough she was still cold, almost numb.
She shivered slightly.
Robin looked up to her worriedly. "Auntie Benjimina?"
She held him close.
A body fell to the floor, a torn bloody heart rotting nearby.
Deadly grabbed William's heart grimly.
Davy had somehow cheated death.
He was not pleased at all.
"Davy Jones." Deadly said darkly.
"Aye?" He answered coldly.
The undead dragon disapeared into a puff of smoke, leaving Jones to tend to the ship's needs.
Calypso had become one with the sea to guard her beloved.
When the trees won't grow
And the oceans die
You're twice removed
From Davy Jones
With all your pride...
See the red horizon break
Apart the seams
It’s so unending
We are like a breath of air
Our days are like a shadow passing
Nothing more that we would want
than endless war fulfilled so we can
This I think as my turn comes to kill
My mind’s an improvised explosive...
His ivory fingers ran delicately over his pasty-toned complexion with ease. He noted something unusual in his skin’s texture; it was particularly oily—quite an odd quality for any human to have at this very late hour at night. The questioning gaze his pale-blue eyes held blended gradually into a deeper sort of fear.
Despite his uncertainty, he kept his patience; he persisted in prodding the condition of his face. He finally landed on a prominent bulge throbbing lightly over his temple. The bulk was rather soggy under his fingertips. His eyes grew wide in fear—he wouldn’t dare look into a mirror.Little barnacles began to flaw his cheek bit-by-bit.
He seized the chest, colliding clumsily into objects from the fright of it all. He unlocked the chest feebly with trembling hands, his heart beating at a mad rate. All he saw was the chest’s interior was the absence of William's throbbing heart. He looked around violently for it. .
“My son…” He whimpered, ascending the ladder to reach the surface of The Flying Dutchman.
rrr
The smell of vegetable soup pervaded the air, reaching the nostrils of a tiny frog. He crept out of his little bed and out of his cozy room. Soon after, he descended the wooden stairs with care. His grogginess was made notable when he tried to stifle a yawn from escaping his Froggy lips.
He faced the culprit who clanked the pots and pans carelessly about.
It wasn’t who he had supposed it to be, but instead, it was a humming jovial other. The plump figure twirled about in her nightgown, forgetting just where she was. Her mind was somewhere else…
He interrupted her with a little voice that asked, may I have some, too?
She jumped at the sound of his voice, but relaxed once she knew just who it was. She nodded her head at his request, fetching a bowl for Robin and herself.
Benjamina sat Robin on his lap, blowing lightly at his soup; the soup's ripples entertained Robin meanwhile she cooled it down.
"Here you go, twerp." She said good naturedly.
"Oh, boy, thanks!" He cried, grabbing his spoon for a taste.
"All we need now is supper and a show." She suggested.
As if on cue, Don Music rose his head from the piano to face them.
He rubbed his forehead slowly, "I've a song I'd like to play." He said mysteriously. "A song inspired by a 10-year rumor."
Robin nodded, "Yeah, sure!"
Benjamina looked on, unsure on what to say.
He cracked his knuckles, proceeding to play his desired song...
I sent my son off to die
Because of the murderous countries lie
But the trees still grow
And the birds still fly
The ghost of Davy Jones is walking high tonight.
Muster now young soldier boy
And grab your gun
The money men they need you now
You poor man's son
But the wind still moans
And the oceans cry
The ghost of Davy Jones is walking high tonight...
Robin looked on in amazement, while Benjamina bit down on her lip.
rrr
Sally Anne
Young bride with child
I've never seen
Your picture taped inside the door
Of my Humvee
When the bullets fly
The birds they know
Sally tell our unborn son I
Died for Rome.
Blackened cash
The cameras flash
Decisions made...
Amidst the quarrel, a shadow stood, holding a throbbing muscle in his massive crustacean claw. The man walked two steps forward, pressing his tentacled face against the man who had discovered the absence of his son’s heart’s cheek. He glided his tentacles into his eyes, shoving them back. Blood trickled from the physical damage he had caused him.
Bootstrap Bill, the father of William, had tried to warn his son of his missing heart; alas he failed. He writhed in pain as he continued his slow torture.
Davy took his sweet time, and he took it well. Davy was highly displeased from Bill's betrayal after granting him eternal life on his cursed ship...
Only to give it away to a fool who should have died under his sword.
He pushed him off the ghostly ship after having punished him.
"'Ello, Mister Turner." He greeted in his thick Scottish accent.
William dropped his sword, knowing this war was already lost.
He lowered himself on one knee, bowing his head agonizingly.
He had lost his father without warning, and his heart, as well.
The former captain of the Flying Dutchman held his heart...
It was the end for him.
"We'll be together soon, Elizabeth." He whispered, bowing his head.
rrr
They listened to his song, and somehow it manifested itself as a tale.
A tale that would be passed on for years to come--also a terrible foreshadowing of what was to be. Don wasn't aware at what had taken place in the open seas, but only what he was singing.
Benjimina had finished her soup quick.
Oddly enough she was still cold, almost numb.
She shivered slightly.
Robin looked up to her worriedly. "Auntie Benjimina?"
She held him close.
rrr
A body fell to the floor, a torn bloody heart rotting nearby.
Deadly grabbed William's heart grimly.
Davy had somehow cheated death.
He was not pleased at all.
"Davy Jones." Deadly said darkly.
"Aye?" He answered coldly.
The undead dragon disapeared into a puff of smoke, leaving Jones to tend to the ship's needs.
Calypso had become one with the sea to guard her beloved.
When the trees won't grow
And the oceans die
You're twice removed
From Davy Jones
With all your pride...
See the red horizon break
Apart the seams
It’s so unending
We are like a breath of air
Our days are like a shadow passing
Nothing more that we would want
than endless war fulfilled so we can
This I think as my turn comes to kill
My mind’s an improvised explosive...
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I was museless.
So kill me. :/
So kill me. :/
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Wha? Kill you? Nay, we canna do that lassy. Not af'er such a good update like that'un ye posted. There was the aargh... and then the aargh... but of course, the aargh... *Robin! And Benjamina! *Glomps Squeaky for keeping this one alive for at least another installment.
*With wide pleading eyes... More please? Yeasss?
*With wide pleading eyes... More please? Yeasss?