LOL...I havent read this thread in quite some time...I love how in Diva's therapy session we convinced the Pysh Lady to join our sparrabeth madness...and in Willo's session we had Gore as our therapist....
I'm not into writing this but you gals are doing wonderful...someone should make an episode where we - the sparrabeth fangirls are led by our PL and we invade the home of Gore in our madness and kidnap him and demand our Sparrabeth ending.....Willo?
Miz Imperial PiDiva, not til the fat lady sings, and I am personally not feeling in the least inclined to vocalize--it's just not over. Now, are the big bucks gonna spend more money on film, folks, food, and fun--debateble? but don't matter their doings--there is so much FINE fiction out there from PotCs who adore Capt'n Jack Sparrow and pair him with whomever--if you read one a day for the next 2 years you might maybe have gone through the good ones. Some of the fiction soooooo overrides the pitiful jumble of AWE--which was visually stunning, rich in costumes and ships--I can't believe these folks aren't professional writers. Your story was kick booty, Willo's, KateLoves, Savvy's, Pir8XRo's--I don't know maybe I have stepped way over the this world/that line, don't know, Jack's lodged in my frontal lobe and isn't a second thought, or someone I take up when I'm bored or waiting for the doc--he's just there and all the interesting stories of how he finally comes to Elisabeth's bed or she to his, if or how many children are the fruit of his loins (isn't that the most delightful archaic term), whatever adventures they share in the Caribbean or the world--man, it's what my friend calls a target-rich environment.
In one way, the movies are fine, becos it's a reference point for the world I choose to enjoy now--the fiction, now that's the big taste for me becos quite frankly they(whoever they are) just didn't do it all straight up and down to suit me--and I know that's true for you possibly and a few others. My Capt'n Jack doesn't grow old unless I choose to read that--Elisabeth remains as lucious a peach as she ever might be, Barbossa doesn't fail and I can cheerfully read the end of Beckett in such a litany of vile and evil ways, stuffing him up a chimney if I so desire. I'll twelve step with the best of y'all--but I've given over to my higher power and that's not the movies all said and done. They are lovely, they are provocative, they are easy, only they are just a slice of life--kinda like this forum and all the wonderful,funny, shooting the breeze goofiness or truths we have shared here, well, it can't be just this one post right in the middle of a discussion and that's all it will ever be. Gosh, can't believe I'm saying this, but Pirates is a living document, like the Constitution--it's gonna grow and change as need requires, just like y'all suspect Jack and Elisabeth's changes post AWE. When it ends, for me, when this supreme toy I have tween my ears ceases regulation function. Last breath--then it ends, for me not before. I'm still in love with The Black Stallion I read when I was 7 or 8. Sorry, I am just so in love--this is my happy addiction, don't need all or any of the drugs people take to get happy or balanced or not sad--got pirates--yeah dedicated to my addiction.
ahh great, i wrote stuff then my laptop decided to go back a page, and lost what i wrote, lets hope this can b good then lol😛
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Tramps is being shoved into a Mental Institution by Sifzensinril and Savvy
Savvy: Ugh! Tramps! stop squirming!
Sif: Yes....squirming...
Tramps: But i DONT need to be here!
Jaeh: correction... you dont WANT to be here!
Tramps: But i DONT NEED to be here!
PL: its okay sweety, *places hand on shoulder* everyone shows denial at first
Tramps: Dont you sweety me! and get that dirrrrrty willobether hand off me!
All: *gasp*
Tramps: What!? she is!
*the reception lady...who turns out to be texxy...comes to the desk they are waiting at
Tex: Hello, Miz...Tramps, is it? would you prefer going into your room silently, or kicking and screaming?
Mina: Oh, she'll go silently *pulls out fist* Won't you!?
Tramps: *quite calmly* No actually, i prefer to go kicking and screaming, thank you very much.
*guards come and drag her away and put her in a 'crazy' jacket (a.k.a a straight jacket)
Tramps: *rocking back and forth* im not crazy, im not crazy, im not crazy, im not crazy, im not crazy, im not crazy, i swear, im not crazy.
*PL comes in*
PL: Tramps, come with me please...
Tramps: dont you touch me again....*under breath*creepy lady...
*PL opens a door and Tramps walks in and sees all the KMCers in a gymnasium
Tramps: What the----are you all doing here!?
T.Maria: More importantly...why is there a gymnasium in a mental house?
Sailor: Look, tramps, we're all...uhm..worried...
Tramps: About..?
*everyone stares*
Tramps: what? about my obsession?
PL: didnt i tell you to use the term, 'Mental Health Consumer'
Tramps: Yes...but didnt i tell you that i object that statement?
Jaeh: See!!! she is crazy!!! crazy i tell you
Sif: And apparently you are too...
Jaeh: Why!?
Savvy: those guys just stuck a sticker on your back saying 'insane'
Jaeh: *looks in mirror* hey! They did too! i like it!
Tramps: Yeah! i want one! i want one!
'those' guys: okay! *run towards her*
Tramps: Your not taking me that easily! *runs away*
*Savvy, Sif, Mina and T all watch Tramps run*
Savvy: yep, definitely crazy...
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Sparrabeth group is waiting for today's counselor to come in.
Sif: This is time I could have spent gazing into Jack Sparrow's sparkling eyes! (looks at her watch) What is the hold up?
Tex: No need to get upset. I see cookies and punch in the corner.
Willo: (whines) But that is for AFTER we have our discussion time!
Tramps: (sneaks one) Meh, rules were made to be broken.
(Suddenly, Johnny Depp walks in)
Johnny: Hello, ladies. I'm Dr. Stan Johnson and I'll be your counselor today.
(Everyone gawks at him. He sits)
Johnny: I'd like to begin with some simple word associations. Anyone want to go first?
Tigers: You're, you're Johnny Depp!
Johnny: (condescending but paranoid laugh) No, no, you must have me confused with someone else. My name is Stan Johnson and I'm your counselor.
Kate: No, you're Johnny Depp. Look at the soulful eyes, the rebellious hair...
Johnny: Young lady, Johnny Depp, although a powerhouse, does not have a beard like I do.
Sailor: Could I just please stroke it once?
Johnny: I think that's highly inappropriate...oh the beard. Sure. (Sailor strokes it and coos)
Sailor: I stroked Johnny's beard!
Johnny: Now listen! This is just how sick and twisted you all are! My name is Stan Johnson. I was born in Queens. I went to Princeton University! I'm your freakin' counselor!
Pocky: (grabs his tie) I got his tie!
Savvy: Hey, wait a second (removes beard) It's a fake! It is Johnny.
(We all pounce on him)
Johnny: (regretfully) I just wanted to see what a sparrabether was!!!!!!