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Post by Remora/Juliet on Mar 4, 2008 21:39:04 GMT -5
This is a pass-along story. Write as little or as much as you like. Scarlet, yes, I am reading this out of the purple notebook.
Here I go:
Once upon a time--what a flipping cliche! I mean, come on, how can something be upon a time? Unless they sit on a clock. But that would probably break it, so there's no point anyway. So, on with the story. (The angry mob is brandishing pitchforks at me for this pointess tangant.) Et em, once, a long time ago, there was a boy called Sue. Undoubtedly, this would lead to his becoming a lawer, but he didn't want to. He thought the "(insert name here): Attorney at Law" thing was stupid. Because, well, you wouldn't go to a place with a sign that said Dr. (Insert name here): Surgeon at Surgery. THat's just plain stupid. So, poor Sue turned his back on the one career path he was eligable to follow.
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Post by ankh on Mar 10, 2008 18:05:52 GMT -5
He was blissfully (sort of) unaware that this would change the course of the whole universe.
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Post by Remora/Juliet on Mar 10, 2008 18:08:33 GMT -5
First off, there was a shortage of lawyers. There were not enough people willing to go into a career in which they would be mocked with jokes about three men a boat who lose an oar. Besides, most people are scared of lawyers, anyway!
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Post by ankh on Mar 10, 2008 18:12:00 GMT -5
In fact, most people thought they were scarier than Micheal Jackson or even Orlando Bloom.
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Post by Remora/Juliet on Mar 10, 2008 18:15:06 GMT -5
And no one loved them. They had less love than poor old Voldy. And Sue wanted someone to love him. (Because he was just weird like that.)
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Post by ankh on Mar 10, 2008 18:20:11 GMT -5
His dream was to be a pirate, but he got into to many "debates." This nearly cost him his life.
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Post by Remora/Juliet on Mar 10, 2008 18:22:52 GMT -5
He cut an arm, a leg and an eye off a guy called "Larry." Poor Larry was forced to drag himself away bleeding to a place called "Tortuga."
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Post by ankh on Mar 10, 2008 18:24:12 GMT -5
( I got that reference!) He didn't like Tortuga much, but he met an ......interesting man named Jack.
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Post by Remora/Juliet on Mar 10, 2008 21:06:53 GMT -5
(Yay!) Jack gave him a lot of peanuts! Seven to be exact.
(Because that's how many I've got in my pocket right now.)
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Post by ankh on Mar 11, 2008 5:26:49 GMT -5
( "I sailed with a bloke who lost bot his arms and half his eye." "What did you call him?" "Larry.")
Unfortunately, Larry had chronic peanut allergies. Jack was insulted and kept his peanuts. Ever since then, Jack has been selfish about peanuts! That was unlucky for then-not-quite-commodore Norrington.
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Post by Remora/Juliet on Mar 11, 2008 9:11:10 GMT -5
James Norrington wanted a peanut. He wanted one more than anything in the world at that moment.
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Post by ankh on Mar 11, 2008 14:23:17 GMT -5
To put it in perspective, if Elizabeth Swann were to express her undying devotion to Norrington next to a bowl of peanuts, he'd go for the peanuts. This didn't happen of course, but if it did, certain people would be very squee-ful.
Anyway, this wouldn't have been a problem if it weren't for the fact that Jack Sparrow was the only peanut-possessing person within walking distance.
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Post by Remora/Juliet on Mar 11, 2008 18:32:48 GMT -5
So, James Norrington decided that, somehow, he would get the peanuts away from Jack. It didn't matter how. But he would get those peanuts.
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Post by ankh on Mar 11, 2008 18:36:36 GMT -5
This is where the story truly begins (with dialogue!). His first attempt sounded something like this: "Can I have some peanuts?" "No." "Please?" "No" "Please?" "NO!"
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Post by Overlord Logan on Mar 11, 2008 19:36:11 GMT -5
So Norrington walked away and started plotting on how he would get the peanuts.
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