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Meh, my intro is kinda short...but I'll wait for the right time to bring in Jack and Barbosa! ^^ Here is my intro sorry if its...not what you were thinking! >>;
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(Jackie)
“Jackie!! Hurry up! The boat is about to leave the barge!!!” Cassandra’s familiar call rang out across the platform. A tall girl with fair skin slightly tanned with an olive like glow for being out in the sun for the past few days, wearing a light brown tank top and jeans, with holes in the knees, and a pair of flip-flops. A chocolate brown Hershey’s sweat jacket was tied around her waist. “Hurry!” Jackie rolled her eyes and took off running down the walk.
“You missed it! I can’t believe stood there gawking at some….guy!”
“Sorry….I couldn’t help myself!”
“You need to learn to help your self!” Cassandra scolded lightly. “Here take a few coins and go around doing what you do best…I’ll see you later on tonight!” Jackie rolled her eyes again and took off once again down the beach. There was something in her memory about a beach, but it was very faint and cloudy. /Life must go on!/ she told herself as she slowed to a walk and listened to the people shouting for help, and the waves roar and crash on the sand. Looking out to the horizon she saw a ship, the sails looked brown in the sunlight, but the main ship itself was…black? Standing there gazing at the ship she hadn’t taken any notice to drunken man staggering along the shore.
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(CAPTAIN Jack Sparrow)
Yeah…he acted like it! Even if he wasn’t! He couldn’t help it. In fact, even if he could help it he would still act like it. Staggering along the beach in the most drunken fashion, someone would take him for a loon and possibly immature.
What was he doing on the beach?
Why did he even bother to go to the beach?
All of these questions could be answered. If you had the time to sit and listen to the reasoning before it clicked in your own mind. Dressed in a light weight, open collar, white shirt, gray leggings, a ring on almost every finger, a gun or two at his side, robin hood like boots, and a crazy hair doo with a fancy cloth to pull it back out of his eyes (not that it didn’t already do that) his skin tone was very well tanned, and dark and his eyes…….well…his eyes were brown, or were they blue? BAH! Let’s just say they changed alright?
Who was this hatless man? Captain, repeat, CAPTAIN Jack Sparrow! Though he loves his title one could hardly call him a captain with the way he…’Lost’ his ship once. So as he staggered down the beach he couldn’t help but notice a distant figure staring out at his ship. Walking up to the girl in his, ‘Drunken’ state he looked at her for a moment before looking where she was then back at the girl then back to the sea, “What are you looking at?” he saw the girl jump out of the corner of his eye. Her answer was what he thought, “I-I-I….was looking at the black ship over there on the horizon......” he looked back at the girl, more like looked down at her for she was a tad shorter than he, replied, of course while loosing his focus and looking back out to the his ship, “Do you know what that ship is called?” with out waiting for an answer he looked at the girl and pointed saying, “That…is the Black Pearl…”