This isn't the fic I originally planned to do today. It's actually much better.
That's not saying much, though.
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POTC: The Secrets of the Dire SoulCULPRIT:
savvy.for.johnnySUMMARY: "Elizabeth's sister Anabella get's stuck on the Black Pearl with Jack Sparrow, when he finds himself face to face with his greatest fear; a ship far worse than
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And a good man.
"'Ey, how you not gonna let her near Captain Jack Sparrow? I'm as well bred as they get, savvy?"… "But for now, let's just stay low to the deck, and I'll go get us some rum to pass the time, savvy?"
*points to her icon*
"At least he's cute, otherwise I would want to go home."
Cute? CUTE!? He’s Johnny fucking Depp in eyeliner and all you can say is cute!? If you’re going to be shallow, you might as well give his good looks the respect they deserve. Cute indeed.
Jack had now spotted the very hole he watched Worvelt torture and kill...
No, please, not the hole! It doesn’t deserve to die!
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Huh? Blacksmiths have suits now? Or are aprons and soot-coated sleeves suddenly okay to wear when relaxing in the well-to-do households of refined ladies?
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...Come to think of it, there are lots of shorthand phrases for that.
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Actually, just as it is, this is hardly the worst anachronistic clothing description I've seen (that would have to go to the Youfic in which "I" go tripping around Tortuga in a black tutu with a see-through bodice -- but I'm not a whore!). It's a little clumsy, but there's no reason why a young, unmarried woman of that time couldn't wear a summer dress in thin, pink fabric.
Of course, said thin, pink dress would be over: a corset, shift, at least one petticoat, pocket hoops or at the very least a bumroll, and stockings. Not exactly a diaphanous outfit.
OT, the name "Pantalis" makes me giggle in a highly immature manner.
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