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fandomhigh2010-05-12 11:14 pm
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Being Marooned: Not So Bad! [Thursday, May 13]
As was only fitting, Jack's class was meeting on the beach. He was waiting for them, hat perched atop his head, bottom perched atop a giant clothing trunk.
This would not end well.
"Hello, my young ruffians!" he said, standing up and doffing his hat before bowing extravagantly. "I am Captain--Captain--Jack Sparrow. You may call me Captain Jack Sparrow."
As you would.
"Some day you might find yourself the captain of your very own ship," he continued, "a beautiful ship, and fast, with lovely lines and the ability to outrace every dingy ever launched by the British crown. And then some blackhearted traitor will mutiny against you and send you to live on a miserable spit of land for no reason at all!"
Not that he was bitter. "So we will learn how to make the most of a bad situation, me hearties. But first you must be properly attired."
He pointed to the chest. "Inside you will find totally authentic"--it wasn't--"attire fit for your time in this class. Please change in the tents over there and report back to me in double quick time."
When the class returned (he hoped that someone had picked one of the nubile wench outfits), he pointed to the tiny ship anchored close to shore. "Now we have to start out authentically. You must all walk the plank." He waggled his eyebrows at them. "And please, do it with some style."
This would not end well.
"Hello, my young ruffians!" he said, standing up and doffing his hat before bowing extravagantly. "I am Captain--Captain--Jack Sparrow. You may call me Captain Jack Sparrow."
As you would.
"Some day you might find yourself the captain of your very own ship," he continued, "a beautiful ship, and fast, with lovely lines and the ability to outrace every dingy ever launched by the British crown. And then some blackhearted traitor will mutiny against you and send you to live on a miserable spit of land for no reason at all!"
Not that he was bitter. "So we will learn how to make the most of a bad situation, me hearties. But first you must be properly attired."
He pointed to the chest. "Inside you will find totally authentic"--it wasn't--"attire fit for your time in this class. Please change in the tents over there and report back to me in double quick time."
When the class returned (he hoped that someone had picked one of the nubile wench outfits), he pointed to the tiny ship anchored close to shore. "Now we have to start out authentically. You must all walk the plank." He waggled his eyebrows at them. "And please, do it with some style."
Re: Get changed [5/13]
Costume: acquired.