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1d4chan>MONSTERMAUS at 03:58, 29 July 2020

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	Across from her sat the grizzled Commodore. He walked toward her and draped his heavy Commodore's jacket over her. "Sunburn," he said. "Keep yourself covered." Belle quickly took account of her surroundings. She had slept in Hook's bed. From the look of the dirt where Hook had sad, he had spent the night keeping watch over her. She looked at the small portrait of a young redheaded woman leaning against a makeshift table and knew that her transformation had been perfect. Subtle enough to stir Hook but not so overdone to be suspicious.		Across from her sat the grizzled Commodore. He walked toward her and draped his heavy Commodore's jacket over her. "Sunburn," he said. "Keep yourself covered." Belle quickly took account of her surroundings. She had slept in Hook's bed. From the look of the dirt where Hook had sad, he had spent the night keeping watch over her. She looked at the small portrait of a young redheaded woman leaning against a makeshift table and knew that her transformation had been perfect. Subtle enough to stir Hook but not so overdone to be suspicious.

	She would gain his trust and strike him down. Now she merely needed the moment. To kill him now would be no small chore but entirely doable. Living to reap the ~~wards~~ of such loyalty to Pan was another matter entirely. The strike would be stayed.		She would gain his trust and strike him down. Now she merely needed the moment. To kill him now would be no small chore but entirely doable. Living to reap the rewards of such loyalty to Pan was another matter entirely. The strike would be stayed.

	Hook smiled at Belle as she she looked at the painting. "What is your name, child?" he asked.		Hook smiled at Belle as she she looked at the painting. "What is your name, child?" he asked.

1d4chan>MONSTERMAUS at 01:01, 29 July 2020

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	"Help!" cried a whimpering voice. "Please help!"		"Help!" cried a whimpering voice. "Please help!"

	"Weapons down!" barked Hook. The voice that called to him was painfully familiar. "Help!" it cried again. "Come in! To the light!" ~~she~~ shouted desperately. "Come so that we may see you."		"Weapons down!" barked Hook. The voice that called to him was painfully familiar. "Help!" it cried again. "Come in! To the light!" he shouted desperately. "Come so that we may see you."

	A redheaded child, sopping wet, came forward. A single utterance fell from Hook's mouth, "Wendy," he whispered. Before he could realize what was said the memory evaporated. The girl was covered in blood, a gaping wound on her hand bled profusely. "Doctor, to me,," Hook ordered as he ran to the bloodied child. "Quickly!"		A redheaded child, sopping wet, came forward. A single utterance fell from Hook's mouth, "Wendy," he whispered. Before he could realize what was said the memory evaporated. The girl was covered in blood, a gaping wound on her hand bled profusely. "Doctor, to me,," Hook ordered as he ran to the bloodied child. "Quickly!"

1d4chan>MONSTERMAUS at 00:59, 29 July 2020

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	A redheaded child, sopping wet, came forward. A single utterance fell from Hook's mouth, "Wendy," he whispered. Before he could realize what was said the memory evaporated. The girl was covered in blood, a gaping wound on her hand bled profusely. "Doctor, to me,," Hook ordered as he ran to the bloodied child. "Quickly!"		A redheaded child, sopping wet, came forward. A single utterance fell from Hook's mouth, "Wendy," he whispered. Before he could realize what was said the memory evaporated. The girl was covered in blood, a gaping wound on her hand bled profusely. "Doctor, to me,," Hook ordered as he ran to the bloodied child. "Quickly!"

	When had reached her the child collapsed in his arms. The transformation spell always took a toll on Tinker Belle. She was helpless in the care of the man whose doom she brought. The doctor came forward with his bag. He paused, clearly remarking on what Hook had so fleetingly noticed. "Commodore," the doctor started. "NOT NOW!" Hook screamed, "HE'S DYING." She wasn't. Belle knew how much magic she had consumed that day and she was far from exhausted.		When had reached her the child collapsed in his arms. The transformation spell always took a toll on Tinker Belle. She was helpless in the care of the man whose doom she brought. The doctor came forward with his bag. He paused, clearly remarking on what Hook had so fleetingly noticed. "Commodore," the doctor started. "NOT NOW!" Hook screamed, "SHE'S DYING." She wasn't. Belle knew how much magic she had consumed that day and she was far from exhausted.

	The seeds of Pan's plan had been sown. But now Belle was too tired. And she had started to understand how much she missed the concern of another.		The seeds of Pan's plan had been sown. But now Belle was too tired. And she had started to understand how much she missed the concern of another.

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1d4chan>Ilniaj at 03:50, 27 August 2014

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	Commodore Hook looked out across the wreckage of the ''Jolly Roger''. Years ago he had scratched the "HMS" from the bow; he had betrayed his king and left the Empire for his new cause. He had abandoned everything for his mission. There would be no armada coming to his aid.		Commodore Hook looked out across the wreckage of the ''Jolly Roger''. Years ago he had scratched the "HMS" from the bow; he had betrayed his king and left the Empire for his new cause. He had abandoned everything for his mission. There would be no armada coming to his aid.

68.54.148.183: Replaced all mentions of Emily with Wendy, something that the original author said should have been done in the archived thread.

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Replaced all mentions of Emily with Wendy, something that the original author said should have been done in the archived thread.

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	At his feet, Smee lay mangled, his innards displayed open for the seagulls, his eyes in permanent pleading to the heavens for mercy, his body drained totally of blood. The good Commodore swiped his hook at the carrion birds and knelt beside the man who had stood beside him from Bermuda to the Ivory Coast. Slowly and hesitant, he sealed shut the eyes of his old friend. "''Maker have mercy, good Smee.''"		At his feet, Smee lay mangled, his innards displayed open for the seagulls, his eyes in permanent pleading to the heavens for mercy, his body drained totally of blood. The good Commodore swiped his hook at the carrion birds and knelt beside the man who had stood beside him from Bermuda to the Ivory Coast. Slowly and hesitant, he sealed shut the eyes of his old friend. "''Maker have mercy, good Smee.''"

	They had come in the night, the "Lost Ones", undying bodies of children lost to the sea, razing the ocean to sate their unending hunger. Hook had lost his daughter, ~~Emily~~, years ago to the sea. He was to join his family in the Caribbean colonies, but that was not to be. Obliterated in a storm and now lost to the sea, Hook knew that his daughter now wandered with the other Lost Ones.		They had come in the night, the "Lost Ones", undying bodies of children lost to the sea, razing the ocean to sate their unending hunger. Hook had lost his daughter, Wendy, years ago to the sea. He was to join his family in the Caribbean colonies, but that was not to be. Obliterated in a storm and now lost to the sea, Hook knew that his daughter now wandered with the other Lost Ones.

	He sailed to every island and searched for every priest, padre, and shaman. He cared not whether they were Lutheran or Papist, or some vile heathen; he would save his daughter from her torment no matter what power granted him insight. He knew that his daughter would find no rest until he could end her again. He knew the monster who had stolen his daughter's soul. He had found the infernal island that the beast called home. The papists had called it "Somnium Terra"; the voodoo had an unpronounceable name for it; Hook had named it "Neverland".		He sailed to every island and searched for every priest, padre, and shaman. He cared not whether they were Lutheran or Papist, or some vile heathen; he would save his daughter from her torment no matter what power granted him insight. He knew that his daughter would find no rest until he could end her again. He knew the monster who had stolen his daughter's soul. He had found the infernal island that the beast called home. The papists had called it "Somnium Terra"; the voodoo had an unpronounceable name for it; Hook had named it "Neverland".