I am not a fan of kid movies, maybe that is because I'm a little
older (19) than the typical teenage fan. Like I said before to Peaches, kids make a movie somewhat corny, that is the typical way a sequel goes. I say Jack, Will, and Elizabeth, and what the hell let's throw in Norrington too, is plenty of comedy and romance for me, why ruin a good thing? DOWN WITH THE KIDDIES!!!!!!BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
u r bored, eh? BORED? BORED, JDG??? lol. well, sit back, relax, and enjoy the show...*runs offstage* ...........*several minutes of silence* ..........*clears throat* aHEM, do u think u could OPEN the CURTAIN perhaps, you stupid, incompetent daft lazy curtain opening FOOL??? *curtain opens*
"HELLO LADIES AND GENTLEMEN!!!! erm, ok, lady. WELCOME TO THE CENTER RING!!!!! erm, i mean welcome to the circus. may i direct your attention to the center elephant...no i mean frog...no i mean gnir!!!! nooo!!! who wrote this script?? oh, that was me, wasn't it? well, it SUCKS!!!!!!!! get the writer out here NOW!!!! she's already out? where i don't see...oh, right, me. well, U'RE FIRED!!!!!!! ahh, no wait i didn't mean it!!!!!!! no, no please!!!! I CAN BE GOOD REALLY I PROMISE!!!!!!!!! *spasm* NOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Ciao!! Mine! Mine! Stop blowing holes in my ship! Mine! Pirate! Mr. Frodo!! No, Mr. Frodo, don't breakdance!!! Spinning on your head on rocks is not good for your brain!!!! Noooooo!!!!!! *spasm* what are you doing on friday nights? i'm in me house, all alone, protecting it and everything inside it...*shifty glance*...don't look at me...go away...PUDDLES!!!!! YAY!!!!! *falls off mast of ship and gets eaten by man eating gilopuds and dies*
ok!!! here's me story...or at least, the first part!!!!
Pirates of the Caribbean
The water is dark and still, a reflection of the overcast grey sky above it. A single gull cries, a sharp, piercing sound that shatters the silence hanging in the gloom. Then, you hear the sound of water splashing gently. The prow of a ship appears, made of wood blacker than the blackest of nights, slicing through the water. The whole ship appears, a huge mass of black wood and black sails. Creepy music plays. From the tallest mast hangs a black pirate flag, emblazoned with a snow white skull and crossbones. On the side of the ship, carven into the black wood, alongside a row of swords pained on, are the words “the Devil’s Throat”. Then, you see a figure standing at the bow of the ship. You can’t see the person’s face, but you can see their short blonde/brown hair blowing in the breeze. The pirate wears a long black cloak that reaches to the ground. One rough hand rests on the rail as the pirate stares out to sea. The image fades and the words “Legend of the Devil’s Throat” float across the screen.
Jack wakes up suddenly, staring into the darkness. He sits up, breathing heavily. He climbs out of his gently swinging hammock and walks across the cabin to where his coat hangs from the back of a chair. Silently, he pulls it on and buckles his belt, containing both his sword and his gun, around his waist. Then, he pulls his three-cornered pirate hat onto his head. Still silent and grim, he leaves the cabin and walks onto the deck.
A young man stands by the rail, gazing out to sea, his elbows resting on the rail.
“Will?” the young man turns to see Jack standing beside him. Will smiles, eyes dreamy. He turns back to the sea, which stretches grey and flat before him.
“is this not a wonderful night for a honeymoon?”
“this isn’t a good idea.”
Will starts and turns to face Jack again.
“Why not?”
“bad feeling…” Jack sits up from the rail suddenly. “nevermind enjoy your honeymoon. Don’t let me ruin it for you.” He turns suddenly and walks away.
A door opens, and Elizabeth walks onto the deck. She is smiling, her eyes as dreamy as Will’’s.
“there you are,” she says softly, laying her hand down on his shoulder. “I was wondering where you’d gone.”
Will smiles. “I couldn’t sleep. It was such a beautiful night. So calm and perfect. I had to come out here.” Elizabeth leans against the rail.
“was that Jack who was just here?” she asks dreamily, staring east where the sun is just beginning to rise. It makes the water glow.
“yes.” Will’s smile suddenly vanishes and he looks worried. Elizabeth senses his anxiety.
“what did he say?”
“he said this wasn’t a good idea… He was very vague and then he just left. I don’t know.” All the dreaminess is gone from Elizabeth’s face. She stands up, away from the rail. She turns and walks quickly in the direction that Jack had recently left.
“elizabeht?” Will calls after her. She doesn’t turn.
That was gr8! I loved it! Thank you sosososososososososososo much times a million for all the wonderful compliments all of you! U r rly nice! JJOL3,Most ppl who are " competing"(or so they think) with me are kinda mean1 But not you! I don't think our stories are that much alike! You are more like a wonderfully descriptive book writer, i'm more a play writer, I love Shakespeare... he wrote beautiful plays....he's my idol.......anyway urs is gr8, keep up the good work!Hey....wheres ApG? And Simone? OmG they've not been on here 4evr! I miss them! If anyone sees them then tell them I miss them!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!and wheres tht MG? Havent heard from him from a while! And JessieSparrow? Where is she!!!!!!!!?????????? And where's Jacksbabe777? WHERE IS EVERYONE AT? I MISS YOU JD,APG, JESSIESPARROW AND JACKSBABE777! COME BACK PUHLEASE!
I respect your opinion JhonnyLove, but I...."I wanna be in it so bad that I'd rather have hot pokers shoved into my skull(excuse me 4 tht)!!!" as I said earlier! I LOVE TO ACT!!!!!!!! It is my passion, it is my world... and I am a teen so of course I want teens in the movie... but i rly dont wanna wait to be famous...someday I will be tho, it's like my biggest promise to myself. And when I am I'll tell the writers to screw themselves for not giving kids a chance in POTC2! Who the hell is with me?