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driftfleet2017-02-03 08:30 pm
andreallybadeggs) wrote in driftfleet2017-02-03 08:30 pm
(one) bottle of rum
Who: Jack Sparrow
Broadcast: Video, open to all
Action: On the Wonderduck if you want
When: Now!
[The video turns on to... an really close upclose of Jack, his gold teeth shining in the light.]
I'm 'avin' a thought here, magical mirror. I'm thinking to meself, I'm thinking, 'Jack. You've got a real opportunity here, ey? A real opportunity... to go on adventures... to sail to the furthest reaches of the world and leave your mark on it...'
But, ah... I suppose I'm confused on a few bitsy teeny points. For example... [He smacks his lips together and then presses them together in a thin line before shouting-] where the bloody hell am I?!
I was about to use me pistol on the big-baddy and I've been kidnapped by... someone. That's another good question: who kidnapped me? And while we're at it... let's see... when do we go home? Why are we here? What do they want with us? And... where do you keep your rum?
[He pauses.] In fact, why don't we move that last question up to the front of the line? And then let's squeak in a question about where my pistol is. I want my sword, too, aye, but the pistol... it's important. I'm savin' it for a rainy day, savvy?
That's... all. Be gone, magical mirror!
[He pulls the device back a little, and you can see his brows furrow as he tries to figure out how to turn it off. And then he's pressing everywhere on it until he finally, accidentally (but thankfully) turns it off.]
Broadcast: Video, open to all
Action: On the Wonderduck if you want
When: Now!
[The video turns on to... an really close upclose of Jack, his gold teeth shining in the light.]
I'm 'avin' a thought here, magical mirror. I'm thinking to meself, I'm thinking, 'Jack. You've got a real opportunity here, ey? A real opportunity... to go on adventures... to sail to the furthest reaches of the world and leave your mark on it...'
But, ah... I suppose I'm confused on a few bitsy teeny points. For example... [He smacks his lips together and then presses them together in a thin line before shouting-] where the bloody hell am I?!
I was about to use me pistol on the big-baddy and I've been kidnapped by... someone. That's another good question: who kidnapped me? And while we're at it... let's see... when do we go home? Why are we here? What do they want with us? And... where do you keep your rum?
[He pauses.] In fact, why don't we move that last question up to the front of the line? And then let's squeak in a question about where my pistol is. I want my sword, too, aye, but the pistol... it's important. I'm savin' it for a rainy day, savvy?
That's... all. Be gone, magical mirror!
[He pulls the device back a little, and you can see his brows furrow as he tries to figure out how to turn it off. And then he's pressing everywhere on it until he finally, accidentally (but thankfully) turns it off.]