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002: Following land maps is harder than one might think; [Accidental Video]

[because Norrington is still clueless as to modern technology.]

[ Muttering and mumbling to himself, with the map in one hand and the BlackBerry in the other-- ] Hm, yes, a beach...but a beach to where? There can't be a beach without...well, perhaps some questions are not meant to be answered.

[ Looks up at the sun-kissed beach with waves rolling into the shore and smiles for a second, recalling the way he watched the sun se--WHAT IS THAT? His eyes narrow as something a small distance away catches his eye. Is that...a ship? ]

A ship docked here...how peculiar. [ As he approaches, the ship seems much less impressive and more like the handiwork of...but it couldn't be. Surely. ]

Well, well, what have we here?

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[Naturally Badou had heard the Commodore or Captain or whatever the fuck he was meandering around the beach, kicking up sand and talking to his wig, but he has other things to think about as he sits there and smokes away.
Ahhh the ocean. Hot white sand, clear cool water, cute and majestic creatures, lovely rich culture...too bad Badou's mind is sort of focused on something, and he pipes up and addresses Norrington]

The majority of that is whale cum, y'know. Really makes you think bout titty fuckin' in terrible ways...

[He finally eyes Norrington] Sup, Slim Jim? Givin' your wig the pep talk here in the out doors? Cute bondin' time.

[ Though he's grateful for any who are kind enough to speak to him here, since he has been stripped of his dignity as an officer of the Royal Navy due to his anonymity (aside from Sparrow, about whom he'd rather not think) and all of these strangers to the system, it had to be the one person who confused him most of all.

!! And to mention such a thing so shamelessly! ]

To speak such despicable things...you really must have been trained by pirates or something. Though, I suppose you're right, as much as I hate to admit.

[ Norrington squints at the nickname. It sounded like a drink some...pirate would concoct. ]

'Slim Jim'? Hm. I suppose there could be worse things to be called in a place such as this. What does 'sup' mean?

My wig is not something I ta-- [ Realizing he'd make an ass out of himself if he got indignant at Badou's joke, Norrington stops and clears his throat. ] I've been thinking aloud, yes.

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[Badou shows just how much he cares about Shaggington's speech by making a gross trumpeting sound and rolling his eyes, complete with hand gestures] Pirates, pirates, pirates, fuuuckkkkk...I know it's your job or your kink or some shit but c'mon, stop whippin' it out so much. Ain't healthy or flatterin'.

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[Badou shows just how much he cares about Shaggington's speech by making a gross trumpeting sound and rolling his eyes, complete with hand gestures] Pirates, pirates, pirates, fuuuckkkkk...I know it's your job or your kink or some shit but c'mon, stop whippin' it out so much. Ain't healthy or flatterin'.

[but back to the whole cum cum whale thing] Makes me kinda glad that this is the first time I've seen the ocean. I ain't got no whale baby potentials inside me, writherin' around and shit.

Hah! You're right. I could just call ya douche. But naw, Slim Jim fits ya just fine, you've really grown into it, every strand of raggety wig and all. [He wrinkles his nose and peers at Fartington quizzically] Really? You dunno wha- okay...it means like, hey, what's up, how you doin', top of the mornin' to ye. It's a greetin'.

[Honestly he should start charging for lessons in life, liberty and the pursuit of getting fucked up] Mmm? What's the 411, brah? Talkin' to your wig ain't healthy either. Not until you grow a beard an start drinkin' outta a tub, anyway.

'Whale baby potentials'...my if you aren't eloquent.

Slim Jim is not the worst I could be called, especially by you, as you've demonstrated with the whale bit. I suppose I could learn to grow into it. My wig, however, is NOT raggedy. [ spine stiffens ever so slightly at the insinuation of this HERESY ]

'What's up' is a greeting, okay. I think I've got it now. Now if you'll just explain what a 'four one one' is, I believe it's enough of your modern-day talk for me to learn in this session. I'm sure you are not done with it, though. As for me, I'm just getting a taste for this place. If we are indeed stuck here, there certainly is no harm in familiarizing oneself with it.

[Badou's just going to get real scientifical up in here, hold on to your hat, he's waving his arms and flickering his wrists, its intense]
Well if ya take an egg an a spermy an...wait for it....wait for it....don't poach it! You get a lil baby. But if you don't do that you just have jizz, potential whale brats. Discovery Channel. Check that shit before you wreck it.

Yeah! I coulda called you a douche an left it at that. So you DO think I'm creative, awwwww~ [Hand to his heart, so so touched]

PSSSSh, I'm sure your head is spinnin, the split ends an gray hairs are just a'springing with all this knowledge I'm bestowin, I'll keep it brief. Four one one is just like...the information, the dish, the story.

[one gree- well his only green eye narrows and the intimidation is apparent even in the very air] Next lesson'll be twenty five bucks an two packs of cigs, be there or be square.

[Jack is hammering at one of the bulkheads with a ten pound mallet which is somewhat unusual since everything has to be made by hand. There are some rough patches of wood where he lacked to tools to smooth out the surface along with the lack of lacquer needed to keep the wood from splintering in the weather. Tar really came in handy in this case.

Not only did he spend the time to build this ship, yet still incomplete, he managed to build it mostly on his own without much help save from a few that offered to volunteer.

He stood up from his kneeling position to wipe his brow when he spots Norrington from over his shoulder.]

Oy!

[Then he recognizes the face and grins, leaning over the railing.]

Come to admire me ship, eh?

[The ship is certainly as rough as its maker.]

[ Surprised to see the pirate so hard at work at something rather than mooching off of others, Norrington arches his eyebrow as he examines the ship. Not too bad -- of course it's no Royal Navy vessel or even close, but it's a fine ship for one built of one person's hands, even if such are branded as pirates' hands. ]

I'm not sure 'admire' is the correct term. Perhaps 'observe.'

[ Norrington reaches a hand out to touch a plank. ]

This is your project, your offspring of boredom here? Are you planning on escaping? Something tells me it won't be so easy from this place.

But perhaps your compass can lead you out of here...it certainly seems trustworthy enough. [ Smirk. ]

[In his customary ataxic movements, he waves his hand about as Jack explains.]

Let's just say that one such as myself that has grown accustomed to the sea and her surrounding waters is not meant for living in a gilded cage such as the Manor.

[He grins and pulls out his compass, contemplating if he should toss it to Norrington.]

A fine idea, to be sure. The opening has not presented itself as of late. Although I am interested in what the good Commodore has in store for a plan to escape.

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002: Following land maps is harder than one might think; [Accidental Video]

[action] because we need the full color version

[action] L:SJDFLJ JESUS CHRIST

[action] luuuuuuuuuv uuuu ;) also wow thanks lj for that

[action] jesus christ again...why are all your comments so beautiful. i will never measure up ;_;

[Action] NO YOU ARE BEAUTIFUL. also WHAT THE FUCK LJ WHY ARE YOU BEING A COCK?!?!?!

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