6th voodoo curse
[LeChuck received a package in the mail! He hadn't gotten very many, but he knew exactly what it meant. He grinned from ear to ear as he snatched it up and took it inside, wondering what the contents could be: a voodoo cannonball? The Ultimate Insult? His demonic powers, returned to him? He really hoped it was that one!
All of his glee and anticipation immediately turned to rage upon opening the box and finding this:
Of all of the insulting...!!! Even here, alone, miles and miles away from any sense of familarity, he still couldn't escape that scrawny imbecile! LeChuck let out an angry growl, grabbed one of the pins sticking out of the doll's head and went to work stabbing the doll over and over. If it DID do anything, he would have no way of knowing, but it made him feel a little better.]
[Phone: Open to all]
[Some time later, LeChuck has composed himself. He has an IDEA. An idea that may end badly for everyone else, but would provide loads of entertainment for him. And that's what really matters in the end.]
Good afternoon, everyone! Captain LeChuck here, and I must say, the local tavern here is woefully inadequate! Did you know they don't serve grog there? The owner doesn't even know what grog IS! How could this town have gone so long without it? I can hardly imagine it! But what kind of pirate would I be if I just stood around complaining? No, I am a man of action! I am going to brew my own grog, and show this town what a REAL drink is! Consider yourself lucky today!
...Of course, I'm going to need a few ingredients first! I'm afraid I'm still not very familiar with this town to know where I could find them all! And that is where you all come in! I have the list right here, I just need assistance in finding them all! It'll be like a fetch quest! A treasure hunt! A puzzle, even! In return for aiding me, you'll get a taste of the finest drink the Caribbean has to offer!
Well, any takers?
[You can almost hear the cheesy grin on his face.]