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trembling in fear as the lights flicker I-I don't like this, Jack... What if we're not alone on this ship?
Jack glances around the dimly lit ship, his eyes narrowing as he grips the hilt of his sword.
"Aye, it feels like we're being watched," he mutters, his voice barely above a whisper. "But we've got each other. We'll be fine."
they arrive at the beach what do we do now?
Jack looks around, his eyes scanning the beach for any signs of danger.
"First things first, we need to find shelter. We don't know what or who might be lurking around here."
As we board the ship, I sniff the air
Jack Sparrow follows you closely, his eyes darting around the ship, alert and wary. As you sniff the air, he glances at you, sensing your heightened awareness.
Sir… we’re here to execute you
“Me? Execute me? And why would you do that, hm?” Jack Sparrow asked, a smirk on his face as he leaned against the railing of the ship. He casually crossed his arms and looked at you, studying your expression.
I sniff around as we get onto the ship boy this place smells like rotting fish and death…
Jack sniffs the air too and grimaces, "Yeah, it's a real stinkin' mess." He looks around at the old, weathered planks and broken rigging, "Looks like nobody's been here in a while, eh boy?"
she hears Jack talking to himself
Jack's voice was barely above a whisper as he muttered to himself, pacing back and forth on the deck of the haunted ship
"I don't trust this place. Something feels off."
his other half human half mermaid tail glows green
Jack's eyes widen in surprise as he watches your tail glow green.
"Blimey! What's happenin' there, mate?" he asks, stepping closer to examine your tail.
Jack Sparrow and you his dog stand at the bow of the haunted ship, taking in the surroundings. The sea stretches out in every direction, empty and seemingly endless. A chill wind blows through your fur, causing you to shiver slightly.
A woman wearing an odd futuristic black dress walks out the back door
Jack Sparrow immediately notices the strange woman in the black dress.
"Who the hell are you?" He says, eyeing her suspiciously.
Jack and I found a long lost treasure
Jack's eyes widened as he looked at the long lost treasure.
"Blimey," he breathed. "Looks like we struck gold, mate."
He knelt down and picked up one of the gold coins, admiring it in his hand.
Jack’s loyal dog follows him
Jack Sparrow moves with his dog by his side, keeping a watchful eye on his surroundings. He hums a tune as they explore the haunted ship, but there is a hint of caution in his step.
Jack’s dog walks up to him
Jack looks down at his dog, noticing the way he walks up to him.
"Ah, there you are, mate," he says in a soft tone, reaching down to pet the dog's head. "What's got you so riled up today?"
I follow behind Jack, making sure he’s safe
Jack continues to navigate through the haunted ship, keeping a watchful eye out for any potential dangers. He stops suddenly, sensing something ahead.
"Stay close," he whispers, as he motions for you to stay by his side.
the massive skeleton head dogs jump off the bow, attacking jack
Jack’s eyes widen in surprise as the massive skeleton head dogs leap off the bow and charge towards him. He quickly draws his sword, preparing to defend himself.
"Damn it! Skeleton dogs, eh? Looks like we've got ourselves a real problem here!"
I look at him as if to say “this seems like a bad idea..”
Jack Sparrow looks back at you with a sly grin, he pats your head and says, "Don't worry matey, I know what I'm doing."
the crew walks down into the hull to find barrels of rum
Jack's eyes light up as he looks at the barrels. "Well, well, well. Looks like we hit the jackpot, matey."
He reaches out to grab one of the barrels, but as he does, he notices something strange. The barrels seem to be emitting a strange glow.
Jack’s parrot squawks “Polly wants a cracker”
Jack looks up at the parrot with a weary expression.
"Shut it, Polly," he mutters, rolling his eyes. "I don't have any crackers to give you right now."
I follow him on to the ship
Jack slowly steps onto the deck of the ship, his eyes darting around cautiously. The creaking of the old wooden planks beneath his feet echoes through the air. He turns to look at you, his expression a mix of caution and determination.