Sentence of the Week
- One morning, there's the dead jellyfish of a used condom floating in the toilet.
- "And the seventh rule," Tyler yells, "is if this is your first night at fight club, you have to fight."
- You can swallow about a pint of blood before you're sick.
- Tyler gets me a job as a waiter, after that Tyler's pushing a gun in my mouth and saying, the first step to eternal life is you have to die.
- The first rule about Fight Club is you don't talk about Fight Club.
- Taking a sawed-off shotgun from beneath his coat, he took careful aim and fired point blank at the startled Malcolm X.
Wednesday, October 5, 2011
A Day in the Life of Charlotte Doyle
Charlotte Doyle is a very rich little girl. Her father had sent her to London to go to school. Charlotte was on her way back home when she was suddenly informed that she would not be taking a luxury cruise ship but instead one of her father's exporting/importing cargo ship. She was very disappointed and did not fully accept the idea. As Charlotte was approaching the ship, the captain came out of his quarters to welcome her. The captain was very nicely dressed and looked like he knew fashion. Charlotte became attached to the captain but did not realize this would be her biggest mistake. What she was soon to find out was that everyone of the crew members hated the captain and had only signed up to work for him again was to have their revenge. A few weeks into the trip back home, one of the crew members had given Charlotte a pocket knife. The next day the ship goes into a nasty storm in which Charlotte must climb up to the crow's nest and see if she can identify the end of the storm. While she was climbing up her knife had fallen out of her pocket and landed into the first mates back, or so she thinks. After the storm had passed and everyone had seen the first mates body laying on the starboard with the distinctive pocket knife Charlotte was given plunged into his back. One of the friends Charlotte had made, the Cook, had taken the blame for stabbing and killing the mate and the Cook was whipped and beaten to death. The crew had a funeral ceremony for him and Charlotte saw the crew throw what seemed to be the Cook's body off the ship. Charlotte had gone to the captain and argued that it was her fault and for that the captain had sentenced her to a week in the brig. The brig was very dark, damp and wet. The brig was so dark that a candle light wouldn't even be enough light to see your own hands. But Charlotte had seen something. She was sure of it, she had seen a shadow figure move in the dark abyss of the brig. She would yell and ask questions. No response. Until one day when the figure had finally appeared itself. It was the Cook. Back from the dead and to life again. Charlotte was dumbfounded but the Cook explained that they had faked the Cook's death so that when the opportunity had presented itself the Cook could emerge and finish off the captain once and for all. The perfect storm had finally attacked the ship with all of its might. The crew was called to the deck so that they can receive their instructions from the captain. Once the crew knew what they were to do they started to formulate their plan. Whether it was sabotaging the mast or secretly freeing the Cook. The one thing that the crew did not expect was a storm that would be to great for them to not fight back. The storm had grown into what seemed to be a hurricane. Having to prepare the ship and protecting it from cap-sizing or sinking the crew's plan was ruined. That is until Charlotte had secretly gone into the captain's quarters to find out what really was going on. When she had come back to the deck the captain was shouting instructions and Charlotte approached him. The two had began to fight for their lives as it was Charlotte vs. captain vs. weather. Charlotte eventually worked the captain out towards the end of the boat and in one big wave the captain was gone. The crew rejoiced and Charlotte was sent home. She was unfortunately not happy here but she realized her destiny was to be with the crew and the ship and so she had gone out in the night and back to the ship.
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