ps3pirate: (Skit - ponderings)
Patty Fleur ([personal profile] ps3pirate) wrote2012-07-05 08:04 pm
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1st Treasure - [Voice]

[Patty isn't a stranger to waking up in peculiar places. In fact, she's awoken in places far stranger than this. The first thing she noticed was the nostalgic, salty smell of the sea. Then, the crash of waves that were rocking her little 'boat' back and forth. It was really quite calming. However, all dreams must come to an end and it wasn't long before she regained consciousness entirely to realize that she was in a bit of a pickle.

She was in a washtub. In the middle of an ocean. Wearing a plain white dress. ... Well, it could always be worse. Not quite noticing the book beside her just yet, she begins to speak.]


Oooh, my head... I know that when it's time to abandon ship and you're out of lifeboats, you should float along in a powder keg, but I've never heard of washtub boats before.

Ah, looks like I'm caught up the creek without a paddle. [Silence, then a little crackle in the microphone.] ...This book will do, ya know!

[What follows is a very loud splash, as Patty dunks the journal into the water to try and paddle her way to shore. This... may take a while.]
fallenambitions: (Sweep the streets I use to roam)

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[personal profile] fallenambitions 2012-07-07 10:21 pm (UTC)(link)
[Ha] I'm almost sad to say that your concerns are wasted here. You should be more worried about our captors than me.
fallenambitions: (I've done things that you won't)

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[personal profile] fallenambitions 2012-07-07 10:45 pm (UTC)(link)
[a bored sigh] If you must insist. It's not like anything I say would have convinced you otherwise.

[And now he's going to turn around and leave you. Because you've ruined his peaceful beach time.]