Montgomery Scott (
reversedpolarity) wrote in
ataraxion2012-07-10 05:08 pm
[video] yet another pretend-this-is-several-hours-post-jump post
[Hello, ship. Have a Scotsman. A Scotsman who is no longer covered in goo, has had plenty of time getting more familiar than he'd like with the ship's towels, and is feeling marginally better for having had a shower and getting dressed.
Anyone with an ounce of common sense would be wary of using an unknown communications device to contact an unknown group of people who may or may not be responsible for the waking-up-in-goo fiasco, but Scotty's never exactly been known for his common sense.]
I don't suppose anyone'd be interested in tellin' me what's goin' on. [Do you see this angry pout? Do you?] An' if you're no' interested in tellin' me what's goin' on, would you mind directin' me t'the nearest source of a good stiff drink? [Because demanding alcohol from your captors is sure to work, Scotty.]
Anyone with an ounce of common sense would be wary of using an unknown communications device to contact an unknown group of people who may or may not be responsible for the waking-up-in-goo fiasco, but Scotty's never exactly been known for his common sense.]
I don't suppose anyone'd be interested in tellin' me what's goin' on. [Do you see this angry pout? Do you?] An' if you're no' interested in tellin' me what's goin' on, would you mind directin' me t'the nearest source of a good stiff drink? [Because demanding alcohol from your captors is sure to work, Scotty.]

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He grins. He does love to tell stories.]
It'd be me honor, mate.
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Aye? Go on, then, Captain.
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That depends on what you wanna t'hear, mate. I got stories of me death, breakin' outta death, stories of me ship sinkin', stories of curses and walkin' skeletons and fish people. Of bein' stranded on a deserted island, the same island, twice. Of mutiny an' adventure.
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An' just how am I supposed t'choose? That's quite a list. Tell me a bit about your ship herself, first, an' we'll go from there, how's that?
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[He grins. Oh, how he does love talking about his ship, his one and only true love.]
Me ship. The Black Pearl's her name. Had her for many years. Had t'make a deal with Davy Jones himself in order t'keep it, though. Sunk to the bottom of the ship, she had, by the dastardly Cutler Beckett of the East India Trading Company.
So I dove down t'the bottom of the ship, an' called up Davy Jones. Made a deal with him, I did. Thirteen years of bein' Captain of me ship in exchange for me mortal soul.
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An' what happened then? Did you reach the end o' your thirteen years?
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Not exactly. I sail me ship t'Tortuga and find meself a crew. Two years later an' me crew mutinies. Shove me off me own ship with naught but a gun with one shot...
[He gets his gun off his belt and holds it up. It's the same one, and it's got more shots than just one.]
...and leave me stranded on a deserted island, with me watchin' as they sail away.
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An' what happened then?
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Then. On the fourth day, I gather up a gaggle o' sea turtles, rope 'em together an' swim away.
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Not in the least.
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[He holds up three fingers. You know, for emphasis.]
...before a ship floats along and I'm able to barter passage aboard. They drop me off at the pirate port o' Tortuga.