| Pirates of The Caribbean Mary Sues ( @ 2003-08-19 21:04:00 |
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TITLE: And Really Bad Eggs
AUTHOR: Jazzminna
NAME(S): Jessica
AFFILIATION: British nobility
HAIR COLOR: not mentioned
EYE COLOR: not mentioned
SPECIAL POSESSIONS: none
HISTORY: Uknown
CONNECTIONS TO CHARACTERS: Is engaged to James Norrington. Takes care of Jack.
NOTES: This fic makes no sense. Jack randomly shows up in Port Royal and is apprehended by James (that is, by the way, the supposed official first name of Commodore Norrington. It's a bit easier to type out than NORRINGTON, so I'll probably start using it quite a bit), who is out for a stroll on the docks with his fiance and a whole bunch of gaurds. Elizabeth and Will show up in the second chapter - they have twin one-year-olds, and one of them can talk in complete sentences. The Sue has a cousin who comes to Port Royal for no reason. As far as I can tell, there's very little happening in the fic besides talking.
SAMPLE OF THE STORY:
Oh, hi Jack! Of course you can stay at the Commodore's house while you have amnesia. It's not like you're a wanted pirate that drives Norrington up a wall, or anything.
Just then Jack tripped and fell on his face. Then as the two guards were trying to pull him back up he fell of the dock. They were close to the shore and so there were a lot of sharp rocks in that shallow part. Jessica could see a stream of blood as Jack’s head hit one of them.
"Hurry get him out of there!" she said to the two guards. Once they had Jack back up on deck she knelt by his side and examined the wound just above his left ear. She looked up at Norrington, "James, he needs medical attention. He could have a concussion or amnesia."
Just then Jack retched and vomited on to the dock, then fell into unconsciousness. Jessica looked back at Norrington who had his eyes closed and was rubbing his temples. "Well now what do you suggest we do with him now?" he asked her.
What the shit is this? She doesn't need to suggest a thing! She's not the bloody Commodore!
"Take him home with us." She answered. "He can stay in the guest room until he is better."
What, is the jail full?
"Great I was hoping you wouldn’t say that." He sighed then said, "Very well." He signaled the guards to take off the handcuffs and to fallow him.
TITLE: And Really Bad Eggs
AUTHOR: Jazzminna
NAME(S): Jessica
AFFILIATION: British nobility
HAIR COLOR: not mentioned
EYE COLOR: not mentioned
SPECIAL POSESSIONS: none
HISTORY: Uknown
CONNECTIONS TO CHARACTERS: Is engaged to James Norrington. Takes care of Jack.
NOTES: This fic makes no sense. Jack randomly shows up in Port Royal and is apprehended by James (that is, by the way, the supposed official first name of Commodore Norrington. It's a bit easier to type out than NORRINGTON, so I'll probably start using it quite a bit), who is out for a stroll on the docks with his fiance and a whole bunch of gaurds. Elizabeth and Will show up in the second chapter - they have twin one-year-olds, and one of them can talk in complete sentences. The Sue has a cousin who comes to Port Royal for no reason. As far as I can tell, there's very little happening in the fic besides talking.
SAMPLE OF THE STORY:
Oh, hi Jack! Of course you can stay at the Commodore's house while you have amnesia. It's not like you're a wanted pirate that drives Norrington up a wall, or anything.
Just then Jack tripped and fell on his face. Then as the two guards were trying to pull him back up he fell of the dock. They were close to the shore and so there were a lot of sharp rocks in that shallow part. Jessica could see a stream of blood as Jack’s head hit one of them.
"Hurry get him out of there!" she said to the two guards. Once they had Jack back up on deck she knelt by his side and examined the wound just above his left ear. She looked up at Norrington, "James, he needs medical attention. He could have a concussion or amnesia."
Just then Jack retched and vomited on to the dock, then fell into unconsciousness. Jessica looked back at Norrington who had his eyes closed and was rubbing his temples. "Well now what do you suggest we do with him now?" he asked her.
What the shit is this? She doesn't need to suggest a thing! She's not the bloody Commodore!
"Take him home with us." She answered. "He can stay in the guest room until he is better."
What, is the jail full?
"Great I was hoping you wouldn’t say that." He sighed then said, "Very well." He signaled the guards to take off the handcuffs and to fallow him.