Pirates

Maturity: People dying without detail.
Fantasy: Skeletons, and weird magic when you scream someone’s name as you die.

Don’t ask me exactly what this is. I wrote this when I was watching Pirates of the Caribbean: The Dead Man’s Chest for the first time, but knew I needed to get some writing in, so I just scribbled random thoughts as I was watching it. xD Then I finished it later on. So if there’s mistakes and innacurate stuff in here, now you know why.

Thunder beat the sky, and waves sloshed quietly against the kelpy green side of the boat. The boat’s silhouette rocked to and fro, wood creaking as it strained.

Well, what a fellow. Pale pink-orange hands. A clock’s tolling carried through the air. The man cried out in pain.

A dead fellow appeared to be in a coffin, but of course it was just Jack Sparrow. Cocky fellow. He would never learn. How dare they!

A skeleton raced up and snatched the map, running away. They were hopeful. They wanted gold. But not as strange as the captain were they . . . in fact, they were quite normal. For pirates. I wonder what is in that letter. Jack Sparrow is some sort of animal.

He had sideburns, and a beard. Jack was an odd fellow. He could never seem to make up his mind, but he knew that rum made him happy. There was then a creeper voice in the air. Suddenly, it was Bill Turner. He was quite strange. Poor man had fallen into death. Water dripped constantly from him, and he was covered in barnacles.

A beating heart resonated in his ears. You should be able to describe and make them undrstand without it.

Was a three pointed hat. They though it made them look quite fine, until the sea monster destroyed the whole boat.

They were being romantic, but they couldn’t do much with her father there. The blurred image through the telescope was that of a marooned boat. The others were too frightened to appraoch it, so he went alone. The area had much jungle, and was alone except for a parrot.

The slaves came out and brought him down then. They passed over a bridge of rope and planks that was swaying above the bottom of a cliff, their prisoner tied around a stick. Then they burned him at the stake, and he died with a scream - “ELIZABETH!!” For this was Orlando Bloom. Yes, Orlando, not Will Turner. And he was dying to save Elizabeth’s life.

At that very moment, she suddenly escaped the gallows and would live. All thanks to Orlando, shouting out her name as he died, because that is the way true men work. Jack Sparrow fell to his knees in front of Orlando, sobbing. “He lived for too short a time . . .” But as he pretended to be sorry, he started digging through Orlando's pockets.

Hahaha! Omg, amazing, Shadow.

This made me crack up:

For this was Orlando Bloom. Yes, Orland, not Will Turner.

OMG! A spelling mistake! *dies*

xP Lol, I'm gonna be doing a lot of editing next month ... especially because I kept putting Will anyway, instead of Orlando.

Well, anywho, thanks!!

I didn't even notice the spelling mistake. XP

Haha, nice. It was awesome, anyway!

You ish welcome.

That's good! xD

:3

That's... um... interesting. XD

Mom's reaction: *laughs* That's very weird. *goes back to her computer*

XD

I love your reactions. xD