Captain Hook heaved a heavy, frustrated sigh, crossing his arms over his chest and containing his fury; one dead crew member seemed to be enough for... the next couple hours as long as Pan lived. "Enough!" he shouted now. "Cease fire you blind bilge rats!" He turned to face the green dot in the sky. "I know you can hear me, Pan!" he cried furiously, his face turning a bright red. "You'd best run off with your dirty friends, you coward, staying up in the air like a yellow chicken!"
OOC: omg whoever made this thread *cough* needs to POST already!!!!
Captain Hook paced as swift as a hawk along all the canons, yelling into the ear of each pirate manning them. "Shoot! Fire! Faster, faster!" I want Pan dead now, you ridiculous dimwits!" He raised his hook to the sky, following the small, darting, green speck with the its sharp tip. "I'll get you," he snarled under his breath, his evil grin widening with each bang of the canons. So far he was having no such luck. One particular pirate caught his eye; he was taking much too long to load the canon, letting that blasted Peter Pan fly right in his range half a dozen times. With a disgruntled growl of impatience, Hook strode to the man, picked him up by his collar, and punched his in the nose with his remaining hand. "Too slow, deckhand," he snarled, and punched the man in the gut once more before hurling him over the side of the ship into the freezing water. The ugly splash and girlish scream he made was wonderful. Everyone paused for a moment, all the pirates craning their necks to look over the ship's side to see the misfortunate man. They could all hear his desperate cries. "I can't swim! Help, I can't swim-" "What are you all looking at?" Hook screamed, and every pirate jumped back to their canons, ignoring the dying cries of their comrade. "Shoot those bloody canons faster or you'll wish you'd gone as easily as him!"
Captain Hook raised one eyebrow, staring down at Smee as if looks could kill. "Pan is back?" he repeated, his voice surprisingly calm. "That explains the clouds... you idiot!" he ended suddenly in a scream, sending a swift kick into Smee's bottom, hurling him out the cabin door and onto the deck face first. "Why didn't you tell me sooner?" Hook strode out of his cabin, making sure to step on poor Smee as he went by. "All of you!" he exclaimed angrily to all the pirates on deck, scanning the sky for the mysterious-moving clouds... and found them. "Pan is back, you useless pigs! Fire all cannons at those clouds or I'll cut you all up into little pieces and feed you to the dogs!"
haha yeah that me, a cute little hobbitlover XD
kk :) im frodo_gurl911@yahoo.com
lol ok. i dont know a lot about inuyasha, i havent watched the series all the way thru, actually :D
lol yeah i usually do! exploding is not much fun :(
haha yeah i i think i have a mic on my laptop... id have to find out... and auditions sound like fun!
OOC: good god you women have serious patience issues! argh... lol BIC: Captain Hook looked up slowly from under his large, feathered hat with a crooked frown on his face. "Why, Mr. Smee," he began in a very slow, dangerous tone, "are you tell me... about the weather?!"
busy finding a better job... and now i have a bunch of hours (which i need cause im poor lol) but that keeps me busier. plus its ski season here...
lol yeah that might be fun! idk how we'd do it though...
OOC: lol my sister is eating ice cream instead of posting XD and i cant post till freakin' jeffreypoo replies! ugh...
okay lol might actually have some time to get online now :D
rawr! hi, how are you doing?
"You're not a ditz!" Sakura pouted. "How could you say that, silly?"
"Oooh!" Sakura giggled. "We're totally going swimming tomorrow in the middle of the day cause then your boyfriend will see us and he'll love you for sure!"
Go to hell! Van Helsing thought viciously, unsure if the vampire could hear him or not. He tried to sit up, blood dripping from matted chunks of fur on both his sides. Dracula laughed again and strode over to the mangled werewolf, picking up two giant pieces of jagged birch trees as he went with no effort. He swung a hard kick at the werewolf's jaw, and Van Helsing barely dodged it. The vampire hit home the second time, however, driving his fist against the werewolf's huge mouth, breaking several of his own knuckles and flinging half a dozen teeth into the air. Van Helsing let out a fresh, wounded cry of pain, tasting his own blood on his long, thick tongue. I thought this form was supposed to make me more powerful, make me able to destroy him... but I'm actually worse than usual! I'm distracted... that's it; I'm so worried about everyone else that I can't even beat this mad b.astard to a pulp. Focus... focus... Dracula suddenly wielded the two chunks of broken, splintered wood high in the air and drove them down hard into the werewolf's forearms, breaking the bones and pinning the beast to the forest floor. "Yell," he taunted happily, towering over Van Helsing. "Howl your pitiful cry of defeat so they can all come running to your aid... and I can finish this." Edward cocked his head toward the woods and the new werewolf's cries of pain. He bit his lower lip for a moment, thinking, and watching Bee, Michael, and Jinx disappearing into the trees. "Let's go, then, and finish this," he said, grabbing Hannah's hand and pulling her forward into a run toward the others. D sighed, looking down his arm and the long silver sword that hung, bloodied, limp in his palm. "You're not going as well?" the voice from his right hand began angrily. "After all those *****es you just slaughtered without breaking a sweat, you're gonna let that ****** little possy destroy the big bad ******* all by themselves? Are you kidding me?" "They will finish him without my help," D cut in calmly. "That is their desire. Besides, I know how to cure the other hunter without that device they had intact hours ago." You're being stupid, Bee, Lestat warned, quickly changing his location to closer to the battle sight. I know you don't want to listen, but you will die, little one.
Sakura let out another high-pitched squeal. "It's so funny," she shrieked, "because she's not kidding! There is a human that wants to see her! And he's super duper cute, too!"
Van Helsing let out a howl, trying to gain his footing through the ruined bunch of wood he was tangled in. Several broken chunks of splintered wood stuck through his thick fur into his sides. He managed to use his teeth to yank them out. Dracula kicked the werewolf in the side, launching him into another section of the woods. The crash that the giant beast made resounded all throughout the town. "You thought coming all the way out here would be a good idea!" he called toward the whimpering wolf. "Yet you know they'll come to save you... and then I'll kill them all... and finish you with one of your own silver bullets." Edward shook his head, absentmindedly touching all his slowly-healing injuries. "What does the moon have to do with anything right now?" he snapped, frustrated. "We have to help him now or the moon won't matter; he will get ripped to pieces by Dracula and then there's no point in saving him. We have to get to him now even if we don't know how to stop the poison!" D nodded at Edward's words. "You're other friend is headed for them all alone," he muttered, jerking his head over his shoulder smoothly toward where Beatrice was in the direction of the woods. Bee, Lestat warned suddenly. Do not go in there; you cannot beat those two idiots put together, despite your power. Turn around. Stop, little Bee.
