Croc Huntah Rescue Part 1 - Preparation
May. 23rd, 2004 05:40 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
nobleplatypusPlaty: We're back!
Jack: And it's time for another exciting chapter...
Platy: Of CROC HUNTAH of the CARIBBEAN!
Jack: In which there is no proper Croc Huntah action, really.
Platy: And whose fault is THAT? (glances sharply at Jack)
Jack: (squirms) I forgot I had the gong!
Platy: Whatever. On with the story! And thanks for all of your reviews last time… 66 comments looks really impressive, even if half of them were mine. ^_^
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(Three shadowy figures sit in a darkened room. The sounds of the sea can be heard just outside, and sunlight leaks through cracks in the walls)
Mystery person #1: This secret meeting of the secret Will fangirl secret society will now come to order!
Mystery persons #2 and #3: (chant) ORDER OOH HA HA!
Mystery person #1: Oh, cut that out. (flicks on a flashlight and holds it under her face, revealing that she is... Katla! GASP!) Now, we have some important, secret things to discuss.
Mystery person #2: (flicks on own flashlight, revealing CrazedElfStalker) Like what?
Katla: (darkly) This Roseblade person, for one.
Mystery person #3: (sharp intake of breath) We do not speak her name!
Katla: Yes we do, Kiki. It's quicker. And anyway, we don't want her to *know* that we don't exactly like her much!
Freaky Kiki: (sullenly clicks on own flashlight) Fine, fine. What about her?
Katla: She currently has Will in her clutches; that's what!
CrazedElfStalker: No fair!
Katla: I know. But it isn't like she'll have him for long. Platy will rescue him. He's her bitch, after all.
Freaky Kiki: Well, what good does that do us, then? If WE can't have him, what does it matter who does?
Katla: It matters because we HAVE to have him, and Roseblade is going to be a lot more sympathetic towards us than Platy ever will! Here's my idea... we go and try to make friends with Roseblade now. Maybe she'll let us touch him!
All three: (sigh dreamily)
Katla: We could help make sure that Platy doesn't get him back... and if Roseblade gets to clingy with him… well, we outnumber her, don't we?
CrazedElfStalker: Brilliant! But Platy and her crew still outnumber us. What if there's a struggle?
Katla: We get the heck out, that's what! Those who lust and run away, live to lust another day!
Freaky Kiki: I've heard stories about the crazy devices Platy has at her headquarters... that girl, Kayleigh, has been inventing some mad stuff. I'm not getting caught, that's for darn sure.
Katla: Good point. So here's the plan: we head towards Roseblade's hideout and try to buddy up with her. And if there's any sign of Platy and her gang, we make like hockey players and get the puck out of there! Any questions?
CrazedElfStalker: Nope!
Freaky Kiki: None!
Katla: Then this meeting has officially ended! Long live the secret Will fangirl secret society!
All three: (click off their flashlights)
(short pause)
CrazedElfStalker: Man, it's dark in here...
(Cut to the outskirts of Tortuga. The Weaseling Dragon swoops over the houses and streets, scanning alleyways with her superior dragon eyes. Since everyone is either drunk, smoking some type of vegetation, or both, they attribute her sudden appearance to their own imaginations and don't give her a second glance. After much searching, she zeroes in on a particularly dark alleyway and lands with a thud in the street, curling in her tail to avoid knocking over a shady-looking food stall. Several hookers look on with mild interest.)
The Weaseling Dragon: (shouts into the alleyway) OY! You two! Give it a rest and get out here!
Norrington: (stumbles out of the alleyway, looking very disheveled, his shirt untucked and his face flushed) What?!
Metalkatt: (trails sheepishly after him and frowns at the dragon) I hope this is important.
The Weaseling Dragon: It is. Platy wants to speak with both of you.
Norrington: That little furry thing that attacked Swann? What does she want with me?
The Weaseling Dragon: She doesn't tell me everything, all right?! She's the commander! She told me to get you, and here I am. And I'm going to get you. (flexes claws) Now, are you going to come nicely, or do I have to chase you?
Metalkatt: Calm down. We'll come quietly.
Norrington: (looks disappointedly back at Metalkatt) We will?
Metalkatt: Yes. I like this shirt, and I don't want her claws ripping it. (climbs up onto The Weaseling Dragon's back)
Norrington: (looks disgruntled, but follows)
The Weaseling Dragon: That's better. Hold on tight, now!
Metalkatt: Okay! (happily clings to Norrington)
The Weaseling Dragon: (takes off into the air, the back-draft knocking over several pedestrians)
(Cut to Rachel the Insane Unicorn, who is galloping happily through the woods, singing to herself. She finally skids to a halt outside a small barn, out of which drift two voices)
Sophie: Now fetch me some salmon!
Bootstrap: (glumly) Fine.
Sophie: Did I just detect ATTITUDE?
Bootstrap: (hurriedly) I mean... yes, milady, right away... (backs out of the barn and bumps into Rachel's hindquarters. He yelps and whirls around)
Rachel: Howdy!
Bootstrap: What are you doing here?
Sophie: What's going on out there, bitch? (bounds out of the barn and blinks up at Rachel) What's up?
Rachel: You and Bill are supposed to return to headquarters. Platy's orders. I'm supposed to take you, as well... speed is of the essence!
Sophie: Well, all good things must come to an end, I suppose. Up you get, bitch!
Bootstrap: (sighs and climbs up onto Rachel's back)
Sophie: (springs up in front of him) All right, we're ready to go!
Rachel: Hang on tight! And no claws!
Sophie: (looks offended) Wouldn't dream of it!
Rachel: All right! Off we go! Bwee hee hee! (takes off towards headquarters)
(Cut to Elderberry's office. Phaidra is sitting in front of Elderberry, a completely zoned-out expression on her face. Elderberry continues swinging her watch back and forth, looking a bit disgruntled)
Elderberry: So, here's the deal.
Phaidra: (vaguely) Deal...
Elderberry: You're going to see Will around.
Phaidra: See... Will... yay...
Elderberry: And you're going to act and look like you still think he's the greatest thing since sliced bread.
Phaidra: Rocks... my... socks...
Elderberry: But you aren't REALLY going to try anything.
Phaidra: No... touchy...
Elderberry: And any emotional turmoil caused by your experiences in IT are gone forever. In fact, you don't even remember what you saw. (sighs) And that's it. (slumps in her chair and looks disgruntled)
Phaidra: No... more... pain...
Elderberry: Wait! (sits up, grinning) There's more! If you touch William, he's not going to feel like a normal person!
Phaidra: Silky... smooth... mmmm...
Elderberry: Oh, no. He's going to feel like a giant, nasty worm!
Phaidra: Worm... eww...
Elderberry: That's all! (stops swinging watch) When I count to three, you'll wake up. Onetwothree!
Phaidra: (blinks) What the fork just happened?
Elderberry: Oh, nothing. (pockets watch with a smug grin) I've just fixed you up is all. Any emotional pain?
Phaidra: Um, no. Why would I have emotional pain?
Elderberry: (shrugs) I have no idea.
Platy: (pokes her head in) How's it coming?
Phaidra: (grins) Oh, hey Platy!
Platy: Um, hi. I take it things went well?
Elderberry: Things went great! (suppresses a cackle)
Platy: Good. Phaidra, please follow me. You need to be briefed on your mission.
Phaidra: I prefer boxers. (follows Platy, looking slightly dazed)
(They walk out of Elderberry's office and across the large, main room, which is a flurry of activity. Spoofmaster is getting outfitted in JFCS colors, since she has been rendered harmless. Kayleigh is passing out a series of odd-looking weapons to WFCS members)
Platy: (stops by Kayleigh) What on earth are those?
Katleigh: (brandishes what looks like an eggbeater) Well, this little puppy generates a noise that is unbearable to Will fangirls. Check it out... (spins it with gusto)
Platy: I don't hear anyth-
Entire JFCS: AAUUGGGHHH!! (clap their hands over their ears and keel over)
Kayleigh: Not bad, eh? (stops spinning as the JFCS climb shakily to their feet)
Platy: Um, nice.
Satara: (runs up, weaving through the crowd) Platy?
Platy: (looks over in surprise) Yeah?
Satara: (breathlessly) I want to help!
Platy: (grins) Well, the more the merrier! Want to be in a squad? The JFCS is in particular need of more people...
Satara: Nah. (shakes her head vigorously) I want to be in YOUR squad! Like, a Platy Protection Unit!
Platy: (blinks and looks sideways at Kayleigh) Uh... we need one?
AlienAgent: (wades through the crowd and frowns at Satara) Who are you? Platy, do you want me to remove her?
Platy: No, that's not necessary. She wants to be in a Platy protection squad.
AlienAgent: (blankly) But there's no such thing.
Satara: (looks stubborn) Well, why not? Someone has to watch Platy's back!
AlienAgent: (bristles slightly) Are you implying that we DON'T all watch her back already?
Satara: Well, you all have your own jobs to be doing! It should be someone's job to protect Platy ALL the time!
AlienAgent: I'll have you know-
Platy: (holds up paws) All right, all right! Satara, if you really want to be my bodyguard or whatever, be my guest. AlienAgent, she can't do any harm. All in all, it's rather flattering. Now, I'm sure you have things to be doing.
AlienAgent: (salutes smartly, wheels around, and disappears into the crowd)
Satara: SWEET! (grins happily) Can I have a gun?
Platy: Um...
Kayleigh: Well, here's this... (pulls out a small, silver contraption)
Platy: What is it?
Kayleigh: A car alarm. See? (presses a button)
Alarm: WOOP! WOOP! WOOP! STEP AWAY FROM THE VEHICLE! BEEAAHH, BEEAAHH, BEEAAHH...
Platy: (claps her paws over her ears) For the love of fuzzy bunnies, TURN IT OFF!
Kayleigh: (presses the button again) Sorry. Anyway, I'd give you a danger detector, but someone nicked my prototype. This is the best I can do for now. (chucks the alarm at Satara)
Satara: (catches it and frowns) A car alarm?! That's IT?
Kayleigh: (frowns, confused) No, THAT is IT. (points to IT)
Platy: Well, no one has attacked me, yet. If it turns out that more than that alarm is needed, we'll give it to you.
Satara: (sighs) Well, okay. (looks suspiciously at Phaidra) Who are you?
Phaidra: (smiles vaguely, still a bit addled) I'm Phaidra. Want to be my friend?
Platy: She's harmless, Satara. (looks around impatiently) Where the heck ARE they?
(Right on cue, The Weaseling Dragon swoops through a large skylight and lands on a helicopter pad they had installed just for her. Norrington and Metalkatt slide off her back and look around, impressed by the large-scale operations)
Platy: Norrington! Metalkatt! (waves, which they can't see because she's only about knee-high)
Metalkatt: I think I heard a Platy. Come on, hun. (drags the still-gaping Norrington down through the crowds until they reach Platy)
Platy: Great! You made it!
Metalkatt: Yeah, we did. What is going on, here, anyway?
Platy: Will's been bitchnapped. Norrington, you're good at making plans and being sneaky and strategic and stuff, aren't you?
Norrington: (blinks, then looks down at Platy) Yes, I suppose I am.
Platy: Excellent. Meet me in the strategic planning room in five minutes. Metalkatt, think you can find it? There are signs.
Metalkatt: Sure. See you shortly. (strides off, still dragging Norrington)
Rachel: (canters in, tossing her head happily, Bootstrap and Sophie looking a bit windswept) I'm back! Fwehehe!
Sophie: I think I need to lie down... (jumps off of Rachel's back and shakes herself vigorously) No seatbelts... ugh...
Bootstrap: (slides off Rachel's back) What's going on?
Platy: Will has been bitchnapped. And we're getting him back. But we need your help.
Sophie: Well, we'll be happy to help... won't we, bitch?
Bootstrap: Most definitely! (scowls) Ever since he was a lad this sort of thing happened... he was locked in a girl's playhouse and forced to have tea parties for a full week once! If he just had a whit of self-confidence, he'd -
Platy: We'll worry about his self-confidence after we get him back. You two and Phaidra, come with me to the strategic planning room. Satara, go find AlienAgent and you two can join us. We have a bitch to save!
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Well, I know you were expecting to find out what the plan was... and I'm sorry. But part two should be along before too long! ^_^
Jack: And it's time for another exciting chapter...
Platy: Of CROC HUNTAH of the CARIBBEAN!
Jack: In which there is no proper Croc Huntah action, really.
Platy: And whose fault is THAT? (glances sharply at Jack)
Jack: (squirms) I forgot I had the gong!
Platy: Whatever. On with the story! And thanks for all of your reviews last time… 66 comments looks really impressive, even if half of them were mine. ^_^
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(Three shadowy figures sit in a darkened room. The sounds of the sea can be heard just outside, and sunlight leaks through cracks in the walls)
Mystery person #1: This secret meeting of the secret Will fangirl secret society will now come to order!
Mystery persons #2 and #3: (chant) ORDER OOH HA HA!
Mystery person #1: Oh, cut that out. (flicks on a flashlight and holds it under her face, revealing that she is... Katla! GASP!) Now, we have some important, secret things to discuss.
Mystery person #2: (flicks on own flashlight, revealing CrazedElfStalker) Like what?
Katla: (darkly) This Roseblade person, for one.
Mystery person #3: (sharp intake of breath) We do not speak her name!
Katla: Yes we do, Kiki. It's quicker. And anyway, we don't want her to *know* that we don't exactly like her much!
Freaky Kiki: (sullenly clicks on own flashlight) Fine, fine. What about her?
Katla: She currently has Will in her clutches; that's what!
CrazedElfStalker: No fair!
Katla: I know. But it isn't like she'll have him for long. Platy will rescue him. He's her bitch, after all.
Freaky Kiki: Well, what good does that do us, then? If WE can't have him, what does it matter who does?
Katla: It matters because we HAVE to have him, and Roseblade is going to be a lot more sympathetic towards us than Platy ever will! Here's my idea... we go and try to make friends with Roseblade now. Maybe she'll let us touch him!
All three: (sigh dreamily)
Katla: We could help make sure that Platy doesn't get him back... and if Roseblade gets to clingy with him… well, we outnumber her, don't we?
CrazedElfStalker: Brilliant! But Platy and her crew still outnumber us. What if there's a struggle?
Katla: We get the heck out, that's what! Those who lust and run away, live to lust another day!
Freaky Kiki: I've heard stories about the crazy devices Platy has at her headquarters... that girl, Kayleigh, has been inventing some mad stuff. I'm not getting caught, that's for darn sure.
Katla: Good point. So here's the plan: we head towards Roseblade's hideout and try to buddy up with her. And if there's any sign of Platy and her gang, we make like hockey players and get the puck out of there! Any questions?
CrazedElfStalker: Nope!
Freaky Kiki: None!
Katla: Then this meeting has officially ended! Long live the secret Will fangirl secret society!
All three: (click off their flashlights)
(short pause)
CrazedElfStalker: Man, it's dark in here...
(Cut to the outskirts of Tortuga. The Weaseling Dragon swoops over the houses and streets, scanning alleyways with her superior dragon eyes. Since everyone is either drunk, smoking some type of vegetation, or both, they attribute her sudden appearance to their own imaginations and don't give her a second glance. After much searching, she zeroes in on a particularly dark alleyway and lands with a thud in the street, curling in her tail to avoid knocking over a shady-looking food stall. Several hookers look on with mild interest.)
The Weaseling Dragon: (shouts into the alleyway) OY! You two! Give it a rest and get out here!
Norrington: (stumbles out of the alleyway, looking very disheveled, his shirt untucked and his face flushed) What?!
Metalkatt: (trails sheepishly after him and frowns at the dragon) I hope this is important.
The Weaseling Dragon: It is. Platy wants to speak with both of you.
Norrington: That little furry thing that attacked Swann? What does she want with me?
The Weaseling Dragon: She doesn't tell me everything, all right?! She's the commander! She told me to get you, and here I am. And I'm going to get you. (flexes claws) Now, are you going to come nicely, or do I have to chase you?
Metalkatt: Calm down. We'll come quietly.
Norrington: (looks disappointedly back at Metalkatt) We will?
Metalkatt: Yes. I like this shirt, and I don't want her claws ripping it. (climbs up onto The Weaseling Dragon's back)
Norrington: (looks disgruntled, but follows)
The Weaseling Dragon: That's better. Hold on tight, now!
Metalkatt: Okay! (happily clings to Norrington)
The Weaseling Dragon: (takes off into the air, the back-draft knocking over several pedestrians)
(Cut to Rachel the Insane Unicorn, who is galloping happily through the woods, singing to herself. She finally skids to a halt outside a small barn, out of which drift two voices)
Sophie: Now fetch me some salmon!
Bootstrap: (glumly) Fine.
Sophie: Did I just detect ATTITUDE?
Bootstrap: (hurriedly) I mean... yes, milady, right away... (backs out of the barn and bumps into Rachel's hindquarters. He yelps and whirls around)
Rachel: Howdy!
Bootstrap: What are you doing here?
Sophie: What's going on out there, bitch? (bounds out of the barn and blinks up at Rachel) What's up?
Rachel: You and Bill are supposed to return to headquarters. Platy's orders. I'm supposed to take you, as well... speed is of the essence!
Sophie: Well, all good things must come to an end, I suppose. Up you get, bitch!
Bootstrap: (sighs and climbs up onto Rachel's back)
Sophie: (springs up in front of him) All right, we're ready to go!
Rachel: Hang on tight! And no claws!
Sophie: (looks offended) Wouldn't dream of it!
Rachel: All right! Off we go! Bwee hee hee! (takes off towards headquarters)
(Cut to Elderberry's office. Phaidra is sitting in front of Elderberry, a completely zoned-out expression on her face. Elderberry continues swinging her watch back and forth, looking a bit disgruntled)
Elderberry: So, here's the deal.
Phaidra: (vaguely) Deal...
Elderberry: You're going to see Will around.
Phaidra: See... Will... yay...
Elderberry: And you're going to act and look like you still think he's the greatest thing since sliced bread.
Phaidra: Rocks... my... socks...
Elderberry: But you aren't REALLY going to try anything.
Phaidra: No... touchy...
Elderberry: And any emotional turmoil caused by your experiences in IT are gone forever. In fact, you don't even remember what you saw. (sighs) And that's it. (slumps in her chair and looks disgruntled)
Phaidra: No... more... pain...
Elderberry: Wait! (sits up, grinning) There's more! If you touch William, he's not going to feel like a normal person!
Phaidra: Silky... smooth... mmmm...
Elderberry: Oh, no. He's going to feel like a giant, nasty worm!
Phaidra: Worm... eww...
Elderberry: That's all! (stops swinging watch) When I count to three, you'll wake up. Onetwothree!
Phaidra: (blinks) What the fork just happened?
Elderberry: Oh, nothing. (pockets watch with a smug grin) I've just fixed you up is all. Any emotional pain?
Phaidra: Um, no. Why would I have emotional pain?
Elderberry: (shrugs) I have no idea.
Platy: (pokes her head in) How's it coming?
Phaidra: (grins) Oh, hey Platy!
Platy: Um, hi. I take it things went well?
Elderberry: Things went great! (suppresses a cackle)
Platy: Good. Phaidra, please follow me. You need to be briefed on your mission.
Phaidra: I prefer boxers. (follows Platy, looking slightly dazed)
(They walk out of Elderberry's office and across the large, main room, which is a flurry of activity. Spoofmaster is getting outfitted in JFCS colors, since she has been rendered harmless. Kayleigh is passing out a series of odd-looking weapons to WFCS members)
Platy: (stops by Kayleigh) What on earth are those?
Katleigh: (brandishes what looks like an eggbeater) Well, this little puppy generates a noise that is unbearable to Will fangirls. Check it out... (spins it with gusto)
Platy: I don't hear anyth-
Entire JFCS: AAUUGGGHHH!! (clap their hands over their ears and keel over)
Kayleigh: Not bad, eh? (stops spinning as the JFCS climb shakily to their feet)
Platy: Um, nice.
Satara: (runs up, weaving through the crowd) Platy?
Platy: (looks over in surprise) Yeah?
Satara: (breathlessly) I want to help!
Platy: (grins) Well, the more the merrier! Want to be in a squad? The JFCS is in particular need of more people...
Satara: Nah. (shakes her head vigorously) I want to be in YOUR squad! Like, a Platy Protection Unit!
Platy: (blinks and looks sideways at Kayleigh) Uh... we need one?
AlienAgent: (wades through the crowd and frowns at Satara) Who are you? Platy, do you want me to remove her?
Platy: No, that's not necessary. She wants to be in a Platy protection squad.
AlienAgent: (blankly) But there's no such thing.
Satara: (looks stubborn) Well, why not? Someone has to watch Platy's back!
AlienAgent: (bristles slightly) Are you implying that we DON'T all watch her back already?
Satara: Well, you all have your own jobs to be doing! It should be someone's job to protect Platy ALL the time!
AlienAgent: I'll have you know-
Platy: (holds up paws) All right, all right! Satara, if you really want to be my bodyguard or whatever, be my guest. AlienAgent, she can't do any harm. All in all, it's rather flattering. Now, I'm sure you have things to be doing.
AlienAgent: (salutes smartly, wheels around, and disappears into the crowd)
Satara: SWEET! (grins happily) Can I have a gun?
Platy: Um...
Kayleigh: Well, here's this... (pulls out a small, silver contraption)
Platy: What is it?
Kayleigh: A car alarm. See? (presses a button)
Alarm: WOOP! WOOP! WOOP! STEP AWAY FROM THE VEHICLE! BEEAAHH, BEEAAHH, BEEAAHH...
Platy: (claps her paws over her ears) For the love of fuzzy bunnies, TURN IT OFF!
Kayleigh: (presses the button again) Sorry. Anyway, I'd give you a danger detector, but someone nicked my prototype. This is the best I can do for now. (chucks the alarm at Satara)
Satara: (catches it and frowns) A car alarm?! That's IT?
Kayleigh: (frowns, confused) No, THAT is IT. (points to IT)
Platy: Well, no one has attacked me, yet. If it turns out that more than that alarm is needed, we'll give it to you.
Satara: (sighs) Well, okay. (looks suspiciously at Phaidra) Who are you?
Phaidra: (smiles vaguely, still a bit addled) I'm Phaidra. Want to be my friend?
Platy: She's harmless, Satara. (looks around impatiently) Where the heck ARE they?
(Right on cue, The Weaseling Dragon swoops through a large skylight and lands on a helicopter pad they had installed just for her. Norrington and Metalkatt slide off her back and look around, impressed by the large-scale operations)
Platy: Norrington! Metalkatt! (waves, which they can't see because she's only about knee-high)
Metalkatt: I think I heard a Platy. Come on, hun. (drags the still-gaping Norrington down through the crowds until they reach Platy)
Platy: Great! You made it!
Metalkatt: Yeah, we did. What is going on, here, anyway?
Platy: Will's been bitchnapped. Norrington, you're good at making plans and being sneaky and strategic and stuff, aren't you?
Norrington: (blinks, then looks down at Platy) Yes, I suppose I am.
Platy: Excellent. Meet me in the strategic planning room in five minutes. Metalkatt, think you can find it? There are signs.
Metalkatt: Sure. See you shortly. (strides off, still dragging Norrington)
Rachel: (canters in, tossing her head happily, Bootstrap and Sophie looking a bit windswept) I'm back! Fwehehe!
Sophie: I think I need to lie down... (jumps off of Rachel's back and shakes herself vigorously) No seatbelts... ugh...
Bootstrap: (slides off Rachel's back) What's going on?
Platy: Will has been bitchnapped. And we're getting him back. But we need your help.
Sophie: Well, we'll be happy to help... won't we, bitch?
Bootstrap: Most definitely! (scowls) Ever since he was a lad this sort of thing happened... he was locked in a girl's playhouse and forced to have tea parties for a full week once! If he just had a whit of self-confidence, he'd -
Platy: We'll worry about his self-confidence after we get him back. You two and Phaidra, come with me to the strategic planning room. Satara, go find AlienAgent and you two can join us. We have a bitch to save!
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Well, I know you were expecting to find out what the plan was... and I'm sorry. But part two should be along before too long! ^_^
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Date: 2004-05-23 06:00 pm (UTC)<_< ... BITCHNAPPED!!! *runs away, giggling*
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Date: 2004-05-23 06:15 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-05-23 09:48 pm (UTC)*stares in shock* HHhyyyugh! You're not going to nap my bitch! Bootstrap!!
*whispers* I'm 'Sophie' by the by- of course you knew that already ;-)
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Date: 2004-05-24 03:15 am (UTC)I want to bitchnap a character from somewhere else.
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Date: 2004-05-23 06:45 pm (UTC)NorriebitchNorrington! I got the bra-ains!Those fangurls are terrifying. They should all be locked up.
Platy has someone to carry her around so she doesn't have to waddle around on her flippers, yay!
Will *has* balls; he just needs to remember it and buck up.
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Date: 2004-05-24 01:07 am (UTC)Bootstrap: (glumly) Fine.
Sophie: Did I just detect ATTITUDE?'
Hehehe! I just love the image of you and Sophie - cute little furry things - ordering your two bitches around. This episode was comic genius, Platy, can't wait for part 2...
Gilraen Ar-Feiniel1
Date: 2004-05-24 07:43 am (UTC)much love, Gilraen, who is from the land of platypi
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Date: 2004-05-24 08:12 am (UTC)*sighs wistfully* Why can't I be a Will fangirl? Nice, tame, Will. I don't think Jack would put up with being bitchnapped :{... He'd probably shoot me or something. :___:
That aside, YAAAAAY YOU UPDATED! Man, FF.net sucks. They don't know what they're missing out on. Keep up the good work! =P
Jamie's here to say HEY
Date: 2004-05-24 07:46 pm (UTC)"ORDER OOH HA HA!" niiice. i love that movie!
"Those who lust and run away, live to lust another day!" That's beautiful. Perchance it shall become a mantra and a sage teaching.
woot! how humorous this was! lol... thanks for sending my friend anna the info on how to upload.. we were going ballistic trying to figure it out cuz we're silly like that. update soon?? ::puppy eyes::
~jamie called EP41
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Date: 2004-05-25 07:30 am (UTC)*Runs off ot buy ROTK*
~Mmegan~
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Date: 2004-05-25 09:34 am (UTC)lust is healthy and good for one's complexion!
Date: 2004-05-26 10:04 am (UTC)^i swear, that's just become my creed. lol
pooooor will! he's got so many rabid fangirls chasing him! alll he wants is to be a good bitch! and.. maybe some icecream! ^.^
loving it as always. ^_^
~* medea *~
MEHEHEEEEEEEEEEEEE
Date: 2004-05-26 09:57 pm (UTC)~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Okay then.
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So is Norrington maybe just *slightly* modeled after the blooper in which he says "Ankles all the way?"
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I will SO watch your back. Nice blending of reality and fiction. It's like a warped Pure Land Buddhist belief ...
Yes I *AM* taking World Religions, how*ever* did you guess??
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So who nicked the prototype?
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It was LENGTHY! Yay! Update SOON, please. *Very* soon.
Sorry this was a bad review. I did actually really like the chapter.
*Sniffles*
I thoght I was kinda like your bodyguard type thingy thing thing whatever? YOU GAVE ME A WHIP!!!!!!!! *Fullblowncrying* I'd even desinged my own uniform!
Aw well. ^_^
But, wait,,, if I remember correctly, the last time I was in a chapter I was about to be attack for cheating at a card game!!
NO!! I'M DEAD!!! YOU KIIIIIIIIIIILED MEEEEEEE!
^_^ hehe J/K.
Just as long as at some point in time I get to lick the face of/hug Norrington(who'sfirstnameisJames!It'sture!)/Jake/Will/Bill/Jarth the Goblin King (J/K on the Jarth thing!) ^_-
Don't worry, you don't even have to include me if you don't want. I can see that you have about a Gazillion people wanting to have a part in the `fic of the century! ^_^
Your a busy, busy Platypus these day, arn't ya? Poor thing =^_^=
I'm just glad that you've updated! And a fabby update it is too! I want more! I'm not gonna wait. I'm just gonna sit right here and pout until I get more!
*pout*
*pout*
*pouting*
*poutpoutpoutadiepout*
*Stiilpouting*
Ow damnit! This is making my face hurt! o_O
Hehe, well, I gues I'm just in a silly mood. Te `xams mak Scapy crrrrrrrrrrrrazyful!
Laters!
Re: *Sniffles*
Date: 2004-05-27 12:28 pm (UTC)And exams make EVERYONE crazyful.
Re: *Sniffles*
Date: 2004-05-27 12:46 pm (UTC)Well, sleeping IS fun.
Oh, and the whip will ALWAYS be mine!! Just you see what happens when someone tries to take it from me!! Rrrroaww!
=^,- ,^=
(uh, that's supposed to look like a kittie face with fangs)
Sigh
Date: 2004-05-27 08:53 pm (UTC)Oh. (looks disappointed) I guess I don't get to help out, do I?
Or, do I?? Have I been good? Meesa wanna help Will and Cap'n Jack!! I been checking your stuff daily, I just haven't had time to review!! And the new sign in thingie was making me nervous....
Pleeze can I join??? (makes puppydog eyes and sniffles menacingly)
WOOHOO!
Date: 2004-05-28 02:52 pm (UTC)'Kayleigh: A car alarm. See? (presses a button)
Alarm: WOOP! WOOP! WOOP! STEP AWAY FROM THE VEHICLE! BEEAAHH, BEEAAHH, BEEAAHH...'
lol, car alarms are FUN...except when they wake you up at two in the morning and you realize that you have to go to the bathroom and when you get back you can't get any sleep...
OK, enough random tangenting.
I don't mean to sound impatient/rude/mean/evil or anything but when am I gonna be in it? And which squad will I be in?
Thanx much, Platy.
~*rotkgurl*~
WHOOP!!
Date: 2004-05-29 03:46 pm (UTC)I can't wait to read part two, however, so that I know what the plan is and can sabatoge it!! MWAHAHAHAH!! And then William will be mine...all mine...Haahhahahaha!! Another wonderful read, Platy! I can't wait till the next!
~Roseblade
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Date: 2004-05-30 03:20 pm (UTC)-Spoofmaster
oh dearest william, how i worship thee
Date: 2004-05-30 09:55 pm (UTC)That Roseblade chick won't know what hit her. Love the car alarm's whoop whoop.....my car says that too....
Whoop!
Date: 2004-06-08 05:47 am (UTC)Do I get to be in the story soon? pwease?
ElvenPirate41 here
Date: 2004-06-10 07:45 pm (UTC)~ep41 :D
Re: ElvenPirate41 here
Date: 2004-06-11 05:11 pm (UTC)Re: ElvenPirate41 here
Date: 2004-06-11 10:51 pm (UTC)Re: Platy! Look, I'm commenting! *dances around*
Date: 2004-06-13 07:44 pm (UTC)Did ya miss me?!
*ignores the screams for mercy in the background*
It took me ages to actually get back online, battling viruses and everything. AND, today is my Birthday, so I must spread the joy and happiness to all!
*screams coincidentally get louder*
Yeah…I enjoyed the last two instalments of ‘Crocodile Huntah of the Caribbean!’ Absolutely holy crikey whispering crocodiles! I hope you update a wee bit sooner then the first instalment on the LiveJournal. I can’t handle the waiting…makes me get ideas…
*screams increase in volume. Four voices are very distinguishable*
Not so nice ideas…
*Ragetti bursts out from the closet, gagged with the plushie of said pirate, arms tied to his sides with thick rope*
Ragetti: Mff mprff mrrrryt!
Aw, so cute…*dreamy sigh* Oh, Raggy, she installed more CHOTC!
*Ragetti sighs somewhat in relief. He looks back to the other three pirates stashed in the closet*
Rags: MFf mhhspt mff!
Pintel: *also gagged* Mmff!
Mallot; *long, unblinking stare* Why’d she gag them? S’not like they run fast enough to get away.
Grapple: *chewing through the bonds* Shut up! She isn’t worried about you escaping!
Mallot: I don’t wanna! Being held captive by a vixen is fun! *grins* She reads me stoooories! And besides, Crocodile Huntah is AUSTRALIAN! Like you!
Heh. Ignore the pirates. They’re…wallpapering my…closet. With their hands tied. And gagged. …
Great story, keep writing! Oh, while I’m at it, Platy, would y’eh mind giving me a bit on your story? Even a small cameo! I’m sure Mally and Grapple-Wapple, Pinters and Raggy wouldn’t mind helping recover Will or start a new mission of trying to kill Jack!
Ragetti: Mff.
Pintel: *hangs his head dejectedly and sighs*
Grapple: *still gnawing at those ropes…*
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Date: 2004-06-17 11:19 am (UTC)Ok, I have a nice chibi stylish piccy for this fic. `Tis my self in the jungel (sorry, can't spell it!! ^_^) in my little uniform, with my little whip and my helmet (on the floor) as well as a little James Norrintong doll (called Jamie Dollington) and my oldest toy (and most loved) Cherry, the little pink dog. He's there to protect me! ^_^
Just one problem.
How do I shair?
I have no idea how to get pictures up on livejournal nor do I know how to get it on the web or something.
Any ideas? I'd like to give it to you before you update.
Oh, ad I'm sorry for the lack of reviews on ff.net. My computer is very old and slow and for some reason has started to crash if I try to post a review. That, and my very important exams/interview for a college place (yay drama studies!!)
Well, I gotta go do work!!
Huggles to ya!! ^_^
Hahahaha...I'm lazy, so I'm not signing in...hehe
Date: 2004-07-01 02:57 pm (UTC)MORE MORE MORE!!!!
Date: 2004-07-07 06:12 pm (UTC)MORE MORE MORE!!!!
Date: 2004-07-07 06:13 pm (UTC)Freaky Kiki
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Date: 2004-08-04 01:45 pm (UTC)^_^
Date: 2004-08-08 12:49 pm (UTC)UPDATE!
Date: 2004-08-21 08:02 am (UTC)