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| [[hello this is Em speaking. i think im going to put down my dear story of Iirmawen because 1) no one really cares for her 2) i cant really remember all my plots for her 3) Sam doesnt rp anymore, and she was Wen's only friend and 4) i play 3 characters in marauder harry potter rp and 1 in regular. frankly, i dont see the point in keeping up this site. i may or may not restart it again and finish it for my own entertainment purposes, but seeing as how im moving to california and will become a busybody, thats unlikely. so, Will, Jack, Elizabeth, and unexistant Sam, it was fun while it lasted. i'll be suscribing to you on my real life xanga to see how the plots continue. expect to see me commenting on you as FishesGoBloop or easily_addicted. if you'd like to hprp, then comment me on kara_abbot or IM me on Kara Abbot4U. it really is quite fun, you should join. thanks yall, i had fun. -em]] | | |
| [[>.> i havent updated this thing more than a month. must be a record. i dont really know whats going on so i'll just keep quiet for now. i cant even remember my own plots x_x]] | | |
| Well....Elizabeth's father has become addicted to rum 0_0 Sam slipped
some in his drink so he would be drowsy, and he kept asking for more.
So he's taking the
news of his daughter pretty well....Anyway, Jack says that the distant
shores up ahead are part of the Beata Island, where we're going to rest
a bit. We should be there by evening. I'm really worried about
Elizabeth, and poor Will. I bet they're both exhausted. Those pirates
better be treating her right...
[[you guys...update...-_-]]
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| Iirmawen and Sam were walking about on deck,
enjoying the first sunshine of the dull and cloudy week. As Sam took a
deep breath of the ocean air, Wen saw a rather large man talking with
Will and Jack, and he was dressed much differently from what she was
used to seeing on the Pearl. She tugged on Sam's sleeve and whispered,
"Who is that?"
The girl shrugged and replied, "From what he's
wearing, he's probably someone rich, a snob most likely. Wonder why
he's here. Let's go." Iirmawen followed Sam to where the group
was standing. Jack looked up and saw them. "Of course," he said to the stranger. "Sam, Wen... would you two please inform Elizabeth of her dear father's arrival at the Pearl?"
Iirmawen was startled. "Jack, you and Will
know as well as I that Elizabeth is..." Suddenly Sam jumped and covered
Wen's mouth.
"Is what?" the new man inquired.
"Is missing!" Will's face grew alarmed and
glared at Sam. "Uh, I mean is sleeping! Sorry, a bit too much rum
lately." It was Jack's turn to glare at her and he furiously shook his
head. "Just kidding! So, you're her dad? Hah, that's great, Jack's my
dad. Okay, we'll tell Elizabeth now, bye!" She dragged Wen away
from the group, muttering "God that was embarassing...."
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| Wen took the note from Jack and looked at it
again. "Jake? Who's Jake? Why would your friend capture Elizabeth?"
Before he could answered Sparrow snatched the note and left her. And
she was confused O.o
* * * * * * *
Iirma walked into Sam's room and plopped down onto a gloomy Sam on her bed.
"How are you feeling?"
Sam glared at the wall. "This must be the
third time the crew's gone after that girl. Why can't we all just get
to Port Royal and live happily ever after??"
Iirmawen sighed. There wasn't a way to answer
her question without making her angrier. She herself was still looking
for an ending, or at least an answer, to the story of her winding up at
a forest with no memory at all. She had to admit that these pirate
saving damsel adventures were getting tiresome. "I don't know, honey.
Wouldn't life get boring if it was that way?"
Sam groaned and hit the bed. "Why does Will
bother chasing after her if she's just going to get kidnapped again?
Oh, that's right," she said a bit sarcastically, "He loooves her.
What's so great about love anyway? It's only a stupid feeling that lets
you down." Iirma saw tears in her eyes.
"Sam...?" Jack's daughter laid on her bed with
her eyes closed. "If this is about that boy, just forget him. He wasn't
worth your time. You deserve better."
All of a sudden Sam sat up, and a bitterness
was in her voice. "What do you know about love? I don't care a bit
about Jared, I'm glad he's gone."
Despite her anger, Iirma tried to keep her
cool. "You know, I'm only trying to help. Even though I don't remember
a thing about my past, I can't help but feel that love isn't so bad.
You know that happiness and sadness you felt from Suul Durn? I think
it's something like that..." She trailed off as a sudden memory of a
dream came to her mind. Flying..."Where are the diamonds?"...."Serenity..." "...You always make me feel better"....a kiss....
"....Wen? Helloo, Sam calling Wen, you there?"
She snapped back to the real world. "What?"
"I was asking you what my dad said...."
"Oh...I found a note. We're going to Santo
Domingo, and some friend of your dad whose name is Jake wrote it..." That name again! That's where I heard it from! | | |
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