The captain gawked at the pile of loot that lay before him. He couldn't even feel the wound in his leg anymore, nor the splinters of wood from the shattered mast and the innumerable cutlass slashes he'd received from his now-waterlogged enemies. He dropped to his knees to stir the booty with his hooked hand, perhaps drool a little, and maybe even wet himself. His eyes glistened selfishly in the golden light, and he closed the door, laughing maniacally as water seeped in through the walls, and the ship sank into the dark blue abyss, taking the Cap'n with it.
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Nicely done, you made me dislike the guy enough I didn't mind him sinking :D
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Holy smokes, Zade! I knew you were an artist, and a brilliant one at that, but I had no idea you could write so well!
ReplyDelete"...and maybe even wet himself." Loved this line.
Kudos to you. Glad you decided to play along, and can't wait to see what you have in store for us next.
As always, your brilliant mind amazes me. You must get that from your father. You do well, painting a vivid picture with your words. This is a good portrayal of Greed! Nicely done, chap!
ReplyDeleteSo...you can take it with you.
ReplyDeleteThis was very good. I'll be back to see what's next.
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Wow, he didn't even try to save himself. Good piece.
ReplyDeleteGreed - it can get us all so watch out!
ReplyDeleteFab piece of writing.