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Post by Deleted on Jun 3, 2007 17:40:44 GMT
Cari burst out laughing; she gasped as she laughed trying to regain her breath. Her laughter started to became wheezy, squeaky, bursts of laughter as she regained her composer. "I think HE'S" pointing to the still waxfigure of Davy Jones, resting in his exhibit, "Gonna be a little pissed with you stealing his locker"
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Post by Will Turner on Jun 3, 2007 17:42:15 GMT
"HA ! I killed him... and took his place, therefore it is MY Locker... wait -- "
Will suddenly jolted back in fright and shock.
"How did you find his corpse?! He was thrown into the sea !!!"
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Post by Deleted on Jun 3, 2007 17:44:57 GMT
"Corpse? What the hell are you smoking? Are you high?" Cari laughed slightly rapping her knucles on his head, "Is yer head empty or something? It's a waxfigure!"
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Post by Will Turner on Jun 3, 2007 17:49:09 GMT
Will grabbed her hand
"Quit it!!! Why did you bring me here?! What, do you fear death? Is that why I am here when I'm supposed to be ferrying souls!?"
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Post by Deleted on Jun 3, 2007 17:52:10 GMT
She wrenched her hand away, "No, I don't fear death ... death is eminent. I fear clowns, bees, falling backwards, and a crowd of tall people. I don't know HOW you got here or WHY you are here. Nor did I bring you all here ... I don't think"
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Post by Will Turner on Jun 3, 2007 17:54:57 GMT
"Well what started this? Retrace your steps..."
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Post by Deleted on Jun 3, 2007 18:01:40 GMT
Car blinked a few times them cruse, "Curse my short term memory ... uh ... well ..."
She started to walk backwards; tracing her steps, "I fell. Before that I was running. Before that I hid under that counter. Before that I kicked a vending machine. Before that into trigger happy pirates who were once wax figures that came to life. Before that I found that in the middle of the hallway, " point to chest. "Before that I turned on the security lights as I started the night shift. Before that I was walking into the musuem..." she kept rambling on.
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Post by Will Turner on Jun 3, 2007 18:03:34 GMT
Will's brows knit together and he ran towards the chest. He threw himself to his knees, sliding slightly, as he grabbed the chest up. He turned his head to look at her,
"Did you open it!?!"
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Post by Deleted on Jun 3, 2007 18:04:43 GMT
"...It was already open..."
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Post by Will Turner on Jun 3, 2007 18:05:30 GMT
"Was there a heart beating inside of it?!"
His eyes were full of fear as he looked upon her
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