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Post by Jacky on Apr 9, 2006 10:46:32 GMT
((when should we start the spin-offs?))
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Post by Lana on Apr 9, 2006 11:59:49 GMT
(( maybe... very-very-very-very-very soon?  )) |
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Post by Hannah on Apr 9, 2006 12:02:05 GMT
(oui ) |
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Post by Jacky on Apr 9, 2006 12:02:40 GMT
((Like, at this point like? )) |
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Post by Lana on Apr 9, 2006 13:03:46 GMT
( aye! ;D But one question: will the spinoff start from the time-skip or how will it be? Will we write the last posts here? or how? I am confused a bit ) |
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Post by Jacky on Apr 9, 2006 15:00:24 GMT
(erhm, just do the timeskip and start again in new threads? Or what do you mean?  ) |
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Post by Lana on Apr 9, 2006 16:17:30 GMT
( aye, OK I will make my last post here then, and be ready for starting the spin-offs ) ... the last good-bye said... the last glance into his eyes... the last breathe of salty ocean-air... it is the end. I'm sitting on our the bed, staring at the wall, at one point, feeling numb and empty inside... as if nothing would ever matter, as if nothing would ever make the sun shine in the sky, as if nothing would ever make me smile in this life... anymore... All my dreams and hopes have been shattered. My happy world has been shattered as well... ruined. I don't blame anyone anymore. I don't blame Jack, I don't hate Faith and the Gods anymore. I just have no heart to hate with. I can't feel anything anymore. I've been drained, emptied, all my feelings erased... blank and numb - that's what I am now. And nothing to live for... nothing to wait for, nothing to look forward to... I can stay aboard the ship, with Ana and the crew... and what? What will be then? I will be a pirate, sailing the seas, plundering and pillaging?.. but I will be forced to see the horizon all the time... and the horizon will constantly remind me of Jack's promise - he promised to bring me to the horizon, and show the world beyond... I smirk slightly... How silly... The life is silly. And my love was. Now I feel just nothing... I can't live anymore, I don't have the spirit for it. I lean to my boot and take a dagger out of it. Staring at the blade for a while, I smirk again and then look at my left arm. What do I have to lose?There's nothing to lose. I don't have anything anymore. I have nothing to live for. Then why keep living this pointless, miserable life?.. No reasons for it. The cold and sharp blade of the dagger touches my skin, I wince slightly, but take ahold of myself quickly enough, pressing the knife harder to my wrist, cutting the flesh, trying to make a "S" -shaped cut... S... Stands for Sparrow. Stands for Scarlett... ... thank you for ever being in my life... thank you for giving me life... and now, when you leave, my life goes with you... this is...The End. |
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Post by Jacky on Apr 9, 2006 18:13:32 GMT
(aw.. *teary eyed*)
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Post by Lana on Apr 9, 2006 19:16:41 GMT
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Post by Hannah on Apr 9, 2006 19:20:15 GMT
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