| The Pirate Story I Shall Be Downsized For Elements: -Insane -Sleeping -An old man -A ring -A storm -Stupid -A window -The end, "...it fit perfectly." A/N: Ok. I couldn't think of characters, so I used two pirates from the Pirates of Dumbarton: Curse of the White Oyster RPG. I used Laura's (Eponine Thenardier), because I needed someone stupid, and Andrew's (Andreas Curseman), because I needed someone slightly insane and I like the name Andreas. In the gloom of the night, there came a ship. Not just any ship. It was *dramatic background music* floating in the sky. Andreas Curseman, former pirate of the White Oyster, watched over the rim of the ship as a raging storm progressed below. "Thank Sky I'm not going there," he said as the pirate vessel floated away from the evil cloud of doom. He turned to his stupid first mate, the only pirate besides himself that survived the attack on the White Oyster years ago (A/N: Sorry guys, but I had to kill us off for dramatic effect.) "Thenardier?" "YES, CAP'N?!" "...You don't have to scream so loud." "YES, CAP'N!!" "Lower the sails and drop the achor into that random forest." "YES, CAP'N!!" They soon were lowered into the slightly stormy abyss and landed in a tree inhabited by an old man. "Hello," he said, and soon after, died of old age. Andres and Eponine kicked him out of the tree. The first mate went back on board by order of the captain and watched him descend into the forest through the ship window. Andreas leapt out of the tree and onto the old man. "Hey!" the old man cried out. "I wasn't dead! I was sleeping!" The pirate captain drew his cutlass and killed him off. When Andreas went further into the forest, he found a small gold ring. I betcha anything this ring belonged to the old man, he thought. The stupid short guy did look...stupid. He put it in his pocket and left to find food in the trees. He did not find any, but went away from the forest into a big city. He was able to sell the ring for major stock options and soon became an insane VP for a consulting company. Since he was kind of insane in the first place, his new life fit perfectly. The End Moral: Never trust (or write about, as a matter of fact) an old man with a ring or a pirate captain gone politically correct. |
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