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*is an adorable, gap-toothed, smudge-faced 4 year-old; pretty much tumbles into the room, dragging a (real) sword that's almost as big as him*
*pushes up the large brimmed hat that's slipping into his eyes, and attempts to look fierce* ARRRRRRR. 'm Jack an' my daddy's a pirate an' he sails on THE BLACK PEARL, 's the fastest ship to sail th' seas an' it used to be damned an' there were lotsa skeletons onnit an' my daddy fought them and then he turned into one 'cause he's special like that. *takes a breath* An' mommy's a fortune teller an' she an' daddy know each other reallyreallyreallyreallyreally well. 'cept they're not married 'cause marriage is yucky. Savvy? An' mommy likes t' play with dice an' tea leaves an' cards an' all sorts of other cool things like eyeballs an' slimy plants an' pickled salamanders, 'cept I made that part up. 'cause 'm a PIRATE, an' pirates lie. An' drink rum, 'cept mommy won't let me have any, even though I told her a million times that if daddy can drink rum, I want t' too, even though she told me that it tastes icky an' will rot my brain an' just look at daddy for proof!
*struggles with the sword* Now AVAST, ye land-lubbers, or I'll cut ye with my sword an' make ye walk th' plank to Davy Jones' locker! *fierce glare*
Typist: Yeah. If it isn't obvious? Kid of Captain Jack Sparrow and Tia Dalma.
*pushes up the large brimmed hat that's slipping into his eyes, and attempts to look fierce* ARRRRRRR. 'm Jack an' my daddy's a pirate an' he sails on THE BLACK PEARL, 's the fastest ship to sail th' seas an' it used to be damned an' there were lotsa skeletons onnit an' my daddy fought them and then he turned into one 'cause he's special like that. *takes a breath* An' mommy's a fortune teller an' she an' daddy know each other reallyreallyreallyreallyreally well. 'cept they're not married 'cause marriage is yucky. Savvy? An' mommy likes t' play with dice an' tea leaves an' cards an' all sorts of other cool things like eyeballs an' slimy plants an' pickled salamanders, 'cept I made that part up. 'cause 'm a PIRATE, an' pirates lie. An' drink rum, 'cept mommy won't let me have any, even though I told her a million times that if daddy can drink rum, I want t' too, even though she told me that it tastes icky an' will rot my brain an' just look at daddy for proof!
*struggles with the sword* Now AVAST, ye land-lubbers, or I'll cut ye with my sword an' make ye walk th' plank to Davy Jones' locker! *fierce glare*
Typist: Yeah. If it isn't obvious? Kid of Captain Jack Sparrow and Tia Dalma.