A conversation between Captain Jack Sparrow himself (an RPer in tumble, a good one at that) and myself. Was tons of fun. I kept on giggling on my seat. And it all started with a question. :>
Me: Let's say someone far away has a voodoo doll or something similar of you and is pretty much hating you currently. What would you do?
Jack: wait - Who has a voodoo doll of me?! The Quartermaster threw it away!
Me: He did throw it away. But what if someone picked it up? I was surprised you didn't went to get it when you were in the water. o3o
I’m really sorry about it captain Jack. It was nice knowing you. *takes off hat*
I suggest you go fetch Angelina and save your witty self. ;)
Jack: … I never thought about it. I thought it would have sunk to the bottom of that god-forsaken water. And i was so wet, I just wanted to get out.
Wait … are you saying I am in mortal peril?! But I was supposed to be the immortal Captain Jack Sparrow!
Why would I save that untrustworthy wench?!
Me: hmm. Things made of cloth and such doesn't sink. They float away.
And I thought pirates are used to water. D:
Wait, when did you become immortal? You didn't even drank the water from the fountain. You let Angelica drink it.
Oh trust me, you will want to save that unworthy wench. :>
Jack: Mate, just because I am used to water doesn’t mean I want to fling myself into it at every chance I get. Do ye see me hair? Do ye know how long it takes t’ dry?
I didn’t become immortal … yet. There is time. And Angelica isn’t immortal either, she only took the few years Blackbeard had left.
And just why do I want to save her, eh?
Me: Wait, you call girls 'mate' too?
Oh. Ah yes, dreadlocks are.. dreadful. Looks good on you of course though.
Ahhhh... I'd like to know how you'll manage to make yourself that.
*coughs*shehasthevoodoodoll*coughs*
((GAAAH I LOVE YOUUU--- *spazzes* You're really good. :> ))
Jack: Mate, lass, strumpet, damsel, wench - take yer pick, me hearties.
Well … who knows how I may yet become immortal? I still ‘ave a few tricks up me sleeves.
SHE WHAT?!
((Really good at what, lass? I like to think meself good at a number of things.))
Me: I go for the damsel. *rubs chin*
Haha, I'm sure~ ♥ You're good at improvising. :)
*puts her hat down again* Best of luck to you, captain.
((Good at RPing good 'ol Jack. xD Oho, like what?))
Jack: Fine, ye can be called damsel from now on. -waves hands-
Funny how often times my plans come across as improvings and me improvings as plans, savvy?
-chews thumbnail- But … how can I gets back to save the backstabbing hussy when I am stranded in present day New York?! Maybe the voodoo doll won’t work across time barriers and .. things.
((What is RP’ing? I be Captain Jack Sparrow, the one and only. And like loads of things. -sly grin-))
OOC: Thank you! :D
Me: *Looks at his waving hands*
Savvy. And you're good at it too. :>
If she gets stranded too, then you may have the chance. You still have your compass, do you not?
((*stares, twitches* ...like maintaining bad hygiene? *tries not to laugh*))
-you're very welcome! Keep it up! ♥-
Jack: Aye, then I might. But the compass deals geologically and angelica is stranded in a … different time. My time.
I don’t know what you’re talking about. I smell delightful.
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