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[HARLEY DAWSON]

 
 

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style,border: 5px solid #b6b1c8][atrb=cellpadding,0px,true][bg=f8f8f8][atrb=cellspacing,0px,true][atrb=background,http://i55.tinypic.com/fa0yq.jpg][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=width,370px,true]   on the first page of our story THE FUTURE SEEMED SO BRIGHT, THEN THIS THING TURNED OUT SO EVIL, I DON'T KNOW WHY I'M STILL SURPRISED, EVEN ANGELS HAVE THEIR WICKED SCHEMES AND YOU TAKE THAT TO NEW EXTREMES, BUT YOU'LL ALWAYS BE MY HERO Harley was piss drunk. No surprise there, as he was a pirate, and pirates did what they do best in downing as many bottles of rum as possible. Harley was no exception to that, despite how he was one of the worst pirates around. He hated pillaging and plundering other poor people. He gave. What kind of pirate in their right mind did things like that?! He was supposed to be selfish, smelly, dumb, cruel... he was none of those. Except maybe dumb... and smelly on occasion but that wasn't his fault! It sucked being on a ship for months without any water source that wasn't salt. Ugh, salt, fuck that shit, he hated salt, it was everywhere. It got in his hair all the time too! Whenever he was at a tavern, he would always take a shower to get that crap out of his hair, so gross -- Erh, wait, what were we talking about? Oh, yeah. Drunk off of his ass. He stumbled forward, tripping a little and holding the rum bottle by the neck in his hand. "Hrnngnh, why'ssa rum gone, I only ha'like... thr....ffiiiive... right? Wh... nnh..."

[/color] He held onto the bottle even harder, scaling the wall near the underground house... and then he slipped on something thin and papery. He fell forward, landing hard on the floor and watching in dismay as his empty bottle shattered. "AUGH! Go'dahmnit! Gaah... fffffuhhh my... everything..."[/color] he grumbled. What was the point about trying to drag himself back up at this point? He lied there motionless, sighing a little and letting his eye close. Someone would find him eventually, right?

Little did he know that the culprit of his little "trip" was actually quite a rare little item...[/div]

even though you've lost your mind

NOW THERE'S GRAVEL IN OUR VOICES, GLASSES SHATTER FROM THE FIGHT, IT'S A TUG OF WAR YOU'LL ALWAYS WIN, EVEN WHEN I'M RIGHT. AND YOU FEED ME FABLES FROM YOUR HEAD OF VIOLENT WORDS AND EMPTY THREATS, AND IT'S SICK THAT ALL THESE BATTLES

666 WORDS. TAG OPEN. NO COMMENT. CREDIT TO MOO OF BACK TO NEVERLAND.

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[HÄRLIEF SVÄRDSTRÖM]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,375,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background: url(http://i51.tinypic.com/f0uus9.jpg); border-radius: 0px 0px 0px 0px; border: 5px solid #101010; padding: 10px;] [style=width:360px; height:185px; background-color:#101010; border-top:5px solid #101010;][/style][style=line-height:3px; width:360px; border-bottom:10px solid #101010; height:6px; font-size:35px; font-family:georgia; text-align:center; color:#F83E3F; text-shadow:#000000 2px 1px 1px; letter-spacing:-2px]❧ living out our dreams,[/style][style=width:360px; border-top:1px dotted #F83E3F; border-bottom: 1px dotted #F83E3F; font-family:terminal; font-size:10px; color:#69644f; background-color:#202020; letter-spacing: 1]WE'RE ALL RIGHT WHERE WE SHOULD BE.[/style][style=width: 350px;background-color: 101010; color: 4d4a3d; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 10px; padding-top: 2px; padding-bottom: 2px; padding-right: 5px; padding-left: 5px; text-indent: 50px; text-align: justify;]Woah someone has had one too many drinks. Arlie let out a low whistle of astonishment and muttered to himself. The young pirate watched as a tall male wobbled heavily down the earthy path. He had a fat bottle in his hand and by the strong stench of the peculiar alcohol coming from him, the teen recognized it as rum. Harlief looked around and guessed they were somewhere near the "Underground House", the place where Peter used to accommodate. Psh, never really liked his story. He may have been a hero to the lost kids but he was always a nuisance to the pirates. He was nothing more than a kid who didn't know his place. Anyways, the reason he was there and not out sailing was because there have been rumors going 'round his ship. He heard that there was some sort of treasure the Pan kid had hidden and it seemed like a good time killer. So Arlie set off to see if the rumors were really true and what better place to look for clues than the Underground House? Well, it was a starter. The male in front of him dangerously teetered to the right and left. Sighing, Arlie decided to follow him. He was probably going to pass out soon and if he stayed here till morning he'd freeze. Was this compassion? Heck no! After he saves the guy he could pry off a free meal from him or something. After all, he was a pirate and who knew, the man could have a hint to give him. AUGH! Hey watchit-! Just then the man lost his footing and crashed onto the floor with a loud thud, his bottle with a shattering sound. Arlie ran up to him, closing the gap he had kept between them. Go'dahmnit! Gaah... fffffuhhh my... everything... The man spoke incomprehensibly before falling to sleep(?) soon after. Heh. The pirate let out a light laugh and looked for the culprit responsible for tripping the male. His eyes rummaged through the darkness and found a tattered leaf close to his foot. He picked it up and scrutinized it to find that it wasn't actually a leaf but a worn piece of paper. It was too dark to make out what it was. The teen raised his head and reeled it either way to find a moonlit clearing not too far off. He clipped the paper between his lips after giving them a quick swipe of his sleeve so it wouldn't get wet and slung the man's left arm around his shoulders. With great effort he heaved the fully grown male up enough so it was possible to drag him. After a few limps he knew it was going to take too long by himself. Arlie pinched the male's cheek right cheek with his right hand and gave it a good stretch. Hey miffter wake upff![/style] [style=line-height:3px; width:360px; border-bottom:10px solid #101010; height:6px; font-size:35px; font-family:georgia; text-align:center; color:#F83E3F; text-shadow:#000000 2px 1px 1px; letter-spacing:-2px]❧ our sky full of lighters[/style][style=width:360px; border-top:1px dotted #F83E3F; border-bottom: 1px dotted #F83E3F; font-family:terminal; font-size:10px; color:#69644f; background-color:#202020; letter-spacing: 1]CODED BY TSU DOLL OF LOVE STAMP. MUSIC BY EMINEM.[/style][style=width: 335px;background-color: 101010; color: 4d4a3d; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 10px; padding-left: 25px; text-align: left; padding-justify:40px;] TAGS: HARLEY NOTES: You didn't rly specify the setting so I just went ahead and painted the picture D: Hope that's alright~[/style]