Ghosts Of The Abyss: Chapter 21
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zelda_queenZeldaQueen: Hey, everyone! Time for more Gethesemane! I'm so sorry things have been boring for the past few sporkings. I'm trying to get a lot of stuff figured out schedule-wise, plus I really want to just crack down and get this thing over and done with. This is pretty much a filler, like the last few chapters. I've noticed that that seems to be Gethesemane's main tactic. When she runs out of stolen plot, she resorts to endless fillers of sex and her lust object declaring his love for the Sue. Ah well. Link's back in his Jack Sparrow outfit, so let's get started!
THE CURTAINS RISE FOR...
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Chapter 21
Kate: Here I am at Jack's side, "my rightful, destined place". I do believe that if I listen carefully, I can hear the screams of a million enraged feminists, but who cares for them? Not I, and certainly not Gethesemane! They don't get to have sex with Jack Sparrow! Hmm, I cannot stop thinking about that cliched line Uncle Hector fed me about my father being proud of me. I suppose it would mean more if my relationship with my father served for more than a convenient way for me to be important, but oh well. I am lost in my thoughts, which I notice is much like being lost in Death Valley
Jack: Hey, is something wrong? You haven't said a word all day. Not that anyone's complaining, mind you - I mean, it's most unlike you
Kate: Oh woe! For whatever reason, I cannot tell him about the conversation I had with Uncle Hector! I know! I shall tell him that it's just that I'm worried about the baby!
Jack: For no reason at all, I'm going to wonder if the baby is mine after all
Kate: Certainly it is! After all, I only started showing symptoms after you were rescued. Never mind that there were a number of other men I could have bedded just as easily around that same time. None of them have your gorgeous chocolate eyes, so Gethesemane wouldn't have them
Jack: Point
Kate: Allow me to rhapsodize over how much I love you, so that Gethesemane has a chance to wank. I feel so safe in your strong arms! It's a wonder I survived those years I pirated alone, to be honest. I shall breath in the "spicy medley" of your scent. Hmm, you smell like "sea, rum, and pure masculinity". Very interesting combination there, especially given that you'd probably also be sweaty and stink to high heaven after being at sea for so long
Jack: You're too kind. Allow me to go on endlessly about how I love you, so that Gethesemane might wank some more
Kate: Oh how my heart is a-flutter as I am dipped down and kissed passionately! Jack normally does not show this much affection when the rest of the crew is around, except for when he totally does. Still, I don't care right now who may or may not be watching. I'm horny, dammit!
Jack: Wow, you're amorous...erm, that is to say affectionate today
Kate: I have apparently forgotten about the many, many things of actual importance that I ought to be worrying about and dealing with. Allow me to fondle your beaded braids. Wow, you're hot! Apparently I smoked some pot in between chapters. Let's have sex
Jack: Are you serious?
Kate: We haven't had a gratuitous mention of it in chapters, and I might have to deal with actual plot otherwise. C'mon!
Jack: Fine, let's do it, possibly right here on the deck and in front of everyone, given how vague the chapter end is
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ZeldaQueen: Alrighty, back to the Sporking Chamber for the author's note! Link, care to -
Link: No
ZeldaQueen: Alright then!
(Author's Note: Meh, another filler chapter.
ZeldaQueen: Yes, I know. It's really sloppy. Would it kill you to write an outline beyond "Sex, sex, over-the-top marriage, wedding night, more sex, pregnancy, and sex"? Oh wait, that's all there is
I can't write anything decent anymore :cries: Oh well...)
ZeldaQueen: That would imply that you could write anything decent to begin with
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Onward to: Chapter 22
Back to: Chapter 20
Return to: Table of Contents
THE CURTAINS RISE FOR...
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Chapter 21
Kate: Here I am at Jack's side, "my rightful, destined place". I do believe that if I listen carefully, I can hear the screams of a million enraged feminists, but who cares for them? Not I, and certainly not Gethesemane! They don't get to have sex with Jack Sparrow! Hmm, I cannot stop thinking about that cliched line Uncle Hector fed me about my father being proud of me. I suppose it would mean more if my relationship with my father served for more than a convenient way for me to be important, but oh well. I am lost in my thoughts, which I notice is much like being lost in Death Valley
Jack: Hey, is something wrong? You haven't said a word all day. Not that anyone's complaining, mind you - I mean, it's most unlike you
Kate: Oh woe! For whatever reason, I cannot tell him about the conversation I had with Uncle Hector! I know! I shall tell him that it's just that I'm worried about the baby!
Jack: For no reason at all, I'm going to wonder if the baby is mine after all
Kate: Certainly it is! After all, I only started showing symptoms after you were rescued. Never mind that there were a number of other men I could have bedded just as easily around that same time. None of them have your gorgeous chocolate eyes, so Gethesemane wouldn't have them
Jack: Point
Kate: Allow me to rhapsodize over how much I love you, so that Gethesemane has a chance to wank. I feel so safe in your strong arms! It's a wonder I survived those years I pirated alone, to be honest. I shall breath in the "spicy medley" of your scent. Hmm, you smell like "sea, rum, and pure masculinity". Very interesting combination there, especially given that you'd probably also be sweaty and stink to high heaven after being at sea for so long
Jack: You're too kind. Allow me to go on endlessly about how I love you, so that Gethesemane might wank some more
Kate: Oh how my heart is a-flutter as I am dipped down and kissed passionately! Jack normally does not show this much affection when the rest of the crew is around, except for when he totally does. Still, I don't care right now who may or may not be watching. I'm horny, dammit!
Jack: Wow, you're amorous...erm, that is to say affectionate today
Kate: I have apparently forgotten about the many, many things of actual importance that I ought to be worrying about and dealing with. Allow me to fondle your beaded braids. Wow, you're hot! Apparently I smoked some pot in between chapters. Let's have sex
Jack: Are you serious?
Kate: We haven't had a gratuitous mention of it in chapters, and I might have to deal with actual plot otherwise. C'mon!
Jack: Fine, let's do it, possibly right here on the deck and in front of everyone, given how vague the chapter end is
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ZeldaQueen: Alrighty, back to the Sporking Chamber for the author's note! Link, care to -
Link: No
ZeldaQueen: Alright then!
(Author's Note: Meh, another filler chapter.
ZeldaQueen: Yes, I know. It's really sloppy. Would it kill you to write an outline beyond "Sex, sex, over-the-top marriage, wedding night, more sex, pregnancy, and sex"? Oh wait, that's all there is
I can't write anything decent anymore :cries: Oh well...)
ZeldaQueen: That would imply that you could write anything decent to begin with
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Onward to: Chapter 22
Back to: Chapter 20
Return to: Table of Contents