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towerofanimus2012-07-10 04:28 am
andajarofdirt) wrote in towerofanimus2012-07-10 04:28 am
[OPEN] The King and his men stole the Queen from her bed...
Characters: Captain Jack Sparrow (& Jack) & YOU!
Setting: Room 2-18, the dormitory hallway
Format: Action, but I'll match you.
Summary: There's now a Jack Sparrow in the Tower. Captain Jack Sparrow. There's also a Jack. Just Jack. One of them is a smelly, tricky bastard and the other one is wearing the white bodysuit abomination. You know, fun times.
Warnings: Undead monkey shenanigans. Lots of "bugger!". Also, Jack Sparrow parading around in the starting white bodysuit. Enjoy.
[So there's Jack, dear roommates, dreads falling all over his face, weighted down by all that crap he's braided into his hair over the years. And wearing the bodysuit. You know the one. White, skin-tight, impossibly shiny. Yeah. So there's Jack, wincing a little as he squeaks - he's trying to move, you see, but the suit squeaks any time he moves - his way to his trunk.
He's read his letters, you see. But Jackie deary is a pirate. There are trunks here. Why shouldn't he take a look. Why shouldn't he start with the one at the foot of his own bed.
Oh, right.
Because the moment he opens the trunk, there's a bloody screeching monkey coming out of it, that's why.]
Oh, not you!
[Poor, poor Jack, scrambling around the room, trying to get a hold of the squirmy, undead pest. Poor, poor you, roommate dear, having to come in and find a grown man - in dreads - yowling after the monkey. While wearing the squeaky, shiny, white, skin-tight bodysuit.
Joy.]
[Sometime later - a long time later - Jack finds himself strolling down the dormitory hallways, moving with that perpetual sway of his and finally dressed in proper clothes. That is, his own. Where is Jack the monkey? He doesn't know. He doesn't care to find out. He's much more interested in having a look around.
This is certainly nothing quite like... there.
Nothing quite like anywhere he's ever been, matter of fact, in life or death or in between. And then, he finds a network terminal. Should you wander around, you will find him studying the thing and gesticulating at it, making faces and waving his hands around.
You know, being Jack Sparrow.]
Setting: Room 2-18, the dormitory hallway
Format: Action, but I'll match you.
Summary: There's now a Jack Sparrow in the Tower. Captain Jack Sparrow. There's also a Jack. Just Jack. One of them is a smelly, tricky bastard and the other one is wearing the white bodysuit abomination. You know, fun times.
Warnings: Undead monkey shenanigans. Lots of "bugger!". Also, Jack Sparrow parading around in the starting white bodysuit. Enjoy.
[So there's Jack, dear roommates, dreads falling all over his face, weighted down by all that crap he's braided into his hair over the years. And wearing the bodysuit. You know the one. White, skin-tight, impossibly shiny. Yeah. So there's Jack, wincing a little as he squeaks - he's trying to move, you see, but the suit squeaks any time he moves - his way to his trunk.
He's read his letters, you see. But Jackie deary is a pirate. There are trunks here. Why shouldn't he take a look. Why shouldn't he start with the one at the foot of his own bed.
Oh, right.
Because the moment he opens the trunk, there's a bloody screeching monkey coming out of it, that's why.]
Oh, not you!
[Poor, poor Jack, scrambling around the room, trying to get a hold of the squirmy, undead pest. Poor, poor you, roommate dear, having to come in and find a grown man - in dreads - yowling after the monkey. While wearing the squeaky, shiny, white, skin-tight bodysuit.
Joy.]
[Sometime later - a long time later - Jack finds himself strolling down the dormitory hallways, moving with that perpetual sway of his and finally dressed in proper clothes. That is, his own. Where is Jack the monkey? He doesn't know. He doesn't care to find out. He's much more interested in having a look around.
This is certainly nothing quite like... there.
Nothing quite like anywhere he's ever been, matter of fact, in life or death or in between. And then, he finds a network terminal. Should you wander around, you will find him studying the thing and gesticulating at it, making faces and waving his hands around.
You know, being Jack Sparrow.]
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[LYING THROUGH HIS TEETH, HELL YEAH. He might be side-eying your dog ears, but that's all.]
You asked me if I knew if you could use it, and it looks you might. Yes?
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Sure! I've been using computers since I was little. But you probably have too, right?
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[Girl, ye crazy.]
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[ Breaking into giggles. ]
I'm kidding! You looked kind of confused.
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[No, he's just swaying. A lot.]
Really? Huh, I was aimin' for obfuscated!
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[ Suuuure. ]
You sound a lot like my friend Rose.
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And your friend Rose sounds like a delightful little lady I best wish never to meet.
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[ She laughs. ]
I'm Jade. What's your name?
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[He makes a mock bow at her.]
Captain Jack Sparrow, lass.
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[ curtseys back.... ]
It's good to meet you! Are you a ship captain?
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[Either Rose or you, doesn't matter? He smiles, showing teeth.]
Aye, Lassie.
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[ She looks sincerely awed. ]
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That it is, darlin'. That it is.