TURNER, william

[William Turner]

BEHIND THE QUOTES

NAME;
Lana. c:
AGE;
Fourteen! Ha!
ROLE PLAY EXPERIENCE;
Three to four years. Don't know the exactness of it.
HOW'D YOU FIND US;
I was lurking for POTC sites and found this one on the affiliates of another site. x3
MEANS OF CONTACT;
PM! Other than PM, you can PM me for my messengers.
OTHER COMMENTS;
Will is a eunuch. :'D Also he is funny. I think. And weird. And crushin'. Boom, boom, pow.

IN THIS SKIN

FULL NAME;
He was known as William Turner, Jr. for most of his life until his son was born, at which point William Turner II became more accurate. And, no, he's not Will Schuester. Please, Will's got a better soprano voice than that bloke.
ALIAS;
Most refer to him as ‘Will’, save for Jack Sparrow, who lovingly calls him things such as ‘eunuch’, ‘whelp’, and various other nicknames best left unsaid.
GENDER;
He hasn't really got proof of this considering he's a eunuch, but Will is male. A hundred percent male.
BIRTH DATE / AGE;
Born on July 17, 1712, Will is a hefty 26 years old.
ALLIANCE;
Quite obviously, Will is with the pirates. He's the captain of the Flying Dutchman, for Pete's sake!
POSITION AND RANK;
Captain. Previously pirate hater. Previously previously blacksmith.
SHIP;
The Flying Dutchman, now and forever, amen.

PERSONALITY

The textbook definition of pirate is as follows: One who robs at sea or plunders the land from the sea without commission from a sovereign nation. It's safe to say, therefore, that William Turner is not a textbook-defined pirate. Could one even tell of his acts of piracy at first glance? Wipe the dirt off his face, give him a decent pair of clothes, and remove the ever-present smell of the sea, and he could pass for any gentleman. This is because he is a gentleman.

To most people, Will is polite. He's kind, thoughtful, considerate, and loyal. Even in his past years as the apprentice to a blacksmith, where nobody seemed to compliment him or to notice that he was capable of achievements beyond the comprehension of mankind, Will always had a smile of acquiescing on his face. Higher officials were treated with the respect they deserved, even if a number of them underestimated him and thought him nothing but a sword maker. Perhaps it is here that the boy could be easily taken advantage of. Will is always too nice, sometimes too relenting, and despite himself is a bit more innocent than most of his age. Will has had his fair shares of depression, but not once has he let it get to him. He picks himself back up after being broken, and glues himself together. He is not the textbook definition of pirate, but he most likely has the politeness and general goodwill of any gentleman. But again, we bring up the first three words of this paragraph - to most people.

There is indeed another side to the pleasant man named William Turner. Darkness may not have swallowed him whole, but it has definitely made its impression on him. He is capable of brooding for long periods of times, and it's hardly an alien emotion to him whenever he feels riddled by sadness. Possible negativity, however, is not the only part of him that is less than good. To achieve the ends, sometimes Will gives no regards to the means; be they cruel, violent, or against his moral code. His loyalty cannot be doubted, and even when the law-abiding citizen part of him clashes with that, the loyalty will alwys win out. Will has no hesitation when it comes to breaking the law or deceiving people to get a goal he promised to achieve, achieved. He is no stranger to betrayal, and to lies and deception. Despite this, it means not that he is rather good at it. Will has always been more comfortable with telling the truth. Still, he's only human, and humans have the tendency to fall prey to sin. Will is not an exception to this rule, no matter how much he has wanted to be.

Nonetheless, he is still a more decent man than most.

Will is brave, and noble. Willing to risk his life for the people who've imprinted his heart (be it the love of his life or his slightly-insane drunkard best friend who doesn't know Will defines him as his best friend), Will's bravery can often correlate with being rash. When it comes to his heart, he can be manipulated and twisted by an outsider to do their bidding. His weakness is being unable to bear the knowledge that someone he cares for could be hurt, or worse yet, killed. When it comes to those he holds dear, Will would stop at nothing to keep them safe, regularly throwing caution to the wind and caring close to nothing about his own well-being. He can be daring when he has to be, but coupled with this daring is general lack of foresight. It seems to even out - to be brave, he must be foolish. An eye for an eye, and a tooth for a tooth.

In the end, Will is just another survivor of a time where minds are closed. Responsibility, good nature, and his general likable personality mean nothing. He's a pirate, after all, when it all boils down to it; and he's doing what every pirate is expected to do - to live in the name of freedom, even if it's against the law.

PHYSICAL APPEARANCE;

Will Turner, at first glance, is the most ordinary-looking man you'll ever see. His hair, an ordinary brown color, reaches a little below the shoulder; but to mask this he often wears it tied back in a short ponytail. Occasionally you'll catch him without the tie, but this is most probable in cases wherein a tie cannot be found. The reason he ties his hair is a mystery, on account of the fact that his hair is naturally wavy; the only thing about him that might be out of the norm. Still, to complete the painfully normal look he has down to a T, Will also has regular-looking, boring brown eyes. Though at times they are filled with the most passionate of emotions, most of the time they're just as wonderfully regular as the rest of him.

In regards to his body, Will has the strong arms of a blacksmith, and the fit frame of a pirate that's constantly on the run. His skin is tanned from his adventures on the sea, and his hands are rough and callused from years of working in the forges. A scar is present across his chest, brought upon him by his father when his heart was cut out, and a small tattoo is etched onto his wrist in a language unknown to man except for the one who put it on him. Will has also acquired a leather cord necklace after his first escapade with Jack Sparrow, which is decorated with little trinkets that may or may not have a deeper meaning to them.

Though it would be of the utmost wonder if Will walked around naked, he does not. In normal situations, he wears shirts of various colors, but all of them have puffy sleeves. To match, he wears breeches, regularly of earthen colors or just black, and boots. On occasion he'll wear a black coat, but don't count on it; because it's mostly extra weight on his body. After his being declared as captain, Will has also taken to wearing a blue-green bandanna - and strange enough, a bit of a blue tint has appeared around his eyes, though not as heavy as the kohl on Jack's. Will has also taken into account to not shave all his facial hair off, but this is mostly because he believes the mustache and beard make him look rather dashing.

Basically, he looks like your regular eighteenth century young man, aside from the earring, the tattoo, the scar, the necklace, and the supernatural blue color around his eye area. Will Turner: ordinary boy extraordinaire.

HEIGHT;
Five feet and eleven inches.
WEIGHT;
69 kilograms.
HAIR COLOR;
Dark brown, sometimes can appear to be black.
EYE COLOR;
His eyes are also a dark brown color, which is remarkably ordinary.
ANY SPECIAL MARKINGS;
He has a tattoo on his right wrist, the origins of which being when Will had gone through a brief want to have a tattoo in his adolescence. According to the one who had marked it on his skin, it is the number 'nine' in a different, mystical language. He also has a scar across his chest where his heart was cut out as he was bound to the Flying Dutchman.

WHAT'S YOUR STORY, SAILOR

FAMILY;

• William "Bootstrap Bill" Turner I ; father
  
• ---- Turner ; mother (deceased)
  
• Elizabeth Swann ; "wife", better known as fiancee
  
• William Turner III ; son

BACKGROUND;

“A hero is no braver than an ordinary man, but he is brave five minutes longer.” -- Ralph Waldo Emerson

Will Turner was born in Scotland under William Turner I and a woman whose name is unknown to this day other than to Will and his father. Most of his childhood was filled with lies, the most daunting of all being that his mother always told him that his father had been a merchant seaman and left them because he had no choice. In reality, William the first had been a pirate, and left to join the notorious Jack Sparrow on his ship the Black Pearl, but Will would only learn about this much later in his life. In other news, majority of his childhood was normal, and though Will and his mother moved to England a few years into his existence, things went on as they should.

The only time things came out of routine was when Will's mother passed away. He was twelve at the time, and because of this it was quite obvious that he could not live the rest of his life on his own. The logical thing to do, therefore, would be to find the only other parent he had - his father. It was doubtful that his father was alive, but when Will received a small golden medallion for his birthday from an alleged William Turner I, he knew that the man was out there somewhere. Though it seemed impossible for someone of his age, Will had managed to become a stowaway on a cargo ship on the way to the Caribbean, undetected. The voyage wasn't much, as normal as his early childhood, but when the ship was a day away from port, it was attacked by a pirate ship, the Black Pearl. Miraculously, Will had survived, and it was as he was floating unconscious on a plank that he was found by Elizabeth Swann.

Upon awakening, he'd met her, and with Elizabeth being the first girl his age he'd spoken to, it was safe to say that Cupid's arrow had stabbed him right in the heart. She was kind to him, and Will had never experienced that treatment from anyone but his mother before. They'd spent majority of the voyage together, considering Will was placed into her care, and his love for her grew only stronger. Without knowing, however, the 'kind' Elizabeth had stolen his medallion, and to assume Will hadn't beat himself up over the loss of the only thing he had to remind himself of his father would be a terrible assumption. He was devastated, basically, and fell into a state of depression for his own incompetence. Thus it comes not as a surprise that he hadn't refused to go into an apprenticeship for a blacksmith, and the hard work and pain he had to go through served as a good distraction.

It is to be hypothesized that Will's mother hadn't a fondness for those who fell prey to piracy, if any of the beliefs Will carried with him into adulthood proved anything. Oh, certainly, Elizabeth was the victim of passions he left secret, but aside from that, the biggest passion Will had was his incredible dislike for pirates. Perhaps it was his mother's dislike that led him to this, or perhaps it was brought about by Will himself. It was no foreign idea that Will prided himself on being one whose actions were judged by virtuosity, though the reason for such is either because he's a prat or because he thinks only a man with virtues could match up to Elizabeth Swann. Nonetheless, whether it was the former or the latter didn't matter, because after many years of silent pining for the woman he came to meet a pirate in the flesh in the shop he had an apprenticeship in.

It was here that he met Jack Sparrow, a man who, in his own way, would come to make as big an imprint in Will's life as Elizabeth - if not bigger. Though initially he felt a general dislike for the man (firstly, because he was a pirate; secondly, because he threatened Elizabeth; and thirdly, because he smelled awful), eventually this dislike had to be pushed aside. It was true, of course, that Will and Jack had had a sword fight within the walls of the shop, and it was equally true that Jack had won because of cheating and that Will's previously snoozing master had knocked him unconscious, but in light of events that occurred after this, Will had no choice but to develop a tolerance for the pirate. And that was difficult, in itself.

Elizabeth, as it turned out, had been captured by pirates after Will's little battle with Jack. Without knowledge of the hows or whys of this endeavor, and the lack of support from the commodore who could control part of the British Navy in the Caribbean, Will had had no choice but to approach the one man who could help, though crudely. That man was, of course, Jack Sparrow. As Jack promised Will to help him retrieve Elizabeth, Will had been generally naive to the other intentions of the man. Though he suspected it had something to do with his parentage, considering Jack's change of heart as Will said his father's name, Will went along with the man, anyway; even though his plans seemed crazy as hell. One plan involved the two of them being the only hands to keep a ship going. The other plan involved going to Tortuga. Crazy? Will thought so. But the adventure was not for naught; the reasons for such to be divulged in a later paragraph.

Through these experiences with Jack Sparrow, Will learned of the true identity of William Turner I, and to say he was disturbed would be an understatement.

For a pirate hater, a decent man, like Will, finding out that his father's origins involved piracy was like a hard blow to the face. It added up to his distaste at performing acts of piracy, and conflict was obvious. It was multiplied tenfold when he and Jack made port in Tortuga and he had a taste of the pirate lifestyle, which was filled with indecency and smells that were less than good. To find out that he could possibly be used by Jack was a terrible thing, as well, and though for reasons he could not determine there was a stinging feeling accompanying it, he couldn't deny it. Jack was a pirate, after all, and all pirates were the same - no regards for the rules whatsoever, except for that one rule Jack himself enumerated: what a man can do, and what a man can't do.

After securing a crew in Tortuga, the knowledge that his father was a pirate still fresh and bleeding in his mind, Will was heavily disheartened. The crew Jack had chosen had been full of people who seemed to be less than up to caliber, and if Will had a choice in the matter he would have picked a number of different people. Alas, Jack was his only hope, and Will sailed with him to Isla de Muerta - a location that Jack was certain Elizabeth would be taken to.

Despite learning more about Jack, and of pirates themselves, Will's impression did not change. Of course, when he'd learned that there was a Pirata Codex, otherwise known as the Pirate Code, his interest was piqued - and only when Jack said that the part of the code they were following was something akin to a crude survival of the fittest declaration, did Will realize that his interest is useless. Pirates, in a sense, were not to be messed with. He would never believe them.

This belief was multiplied tenfold when he witnessed the ritual that caused Elizabeth's kidnapping. The knowledge that they would willingly spill a woman's blood was sickening, and moreso was the fact that Jack seemed to not want to do anything. Due to this, he took matters into his own hands, knocking Jack unconscious and saving Elizabeth; taking her back to the Interceptor without the Captain. If the Pirate Code was good for something, it was this.

However, his glory over saving Elizabeth was short-lived. He'd found out about the thievery she made when he was brought aboard from the cargo ship, found out that the last remainder he had of his father's existence was taken by the girl he loved. Frustrated and conflicted, Will realized that Elizabeth's kidnapping had been useless all along, because the blood that was necessary to be shed had to be the blood of a Turner. He was angered, definitely, and pushed Elizabeth away despite himself. To say that he felt worse later would be an understatement, because he found out the Black Pearl was after the Interceptor. What made it monumentally terrible was the fact that Jack had indeed betrayed him... and Will had indeed been hurt by it.

It came to no surprise, then, that his actions were brash and unreasonable. When the Pearl launched an attack on the Interceptor, Will had nearly died - but had managed to get onto the Pearl the same way he'd managed to get onto a cargo ship in his youth. Despite Jack's urgings, Will felt no need to listen to him anymore, the wound of betrayal still fresh in his mind; even though he expected it from the pirate. He threatened to take his own life after declaring his lineage, and would only cease if Elizabeth was set free, and the crew would remain unharmed. Barbossa, the captain of the pirate ship, then agreed, and let her go - but not in the way Will expected. Once more illustrating a reason Will hated pirates, Barbossa marooned her on an island: with Jack Sparrow.

It was too late to do anything, however, and Will was taken to Isla de Muerta. With Barbossa planning to spill all his blood (for 'just in case measures'), Will felt worse than ever. Elizabeth might not be saved, Jack might take advantage of her like the mangy cur he was, and Will himself would never see the light of day again. Accepting the fact that you were going to die was a difficult action. Will couldn't believe it, himself.

Standing over the treasure chest, neck bared to be sliced, Will knew there was no hope. Thus, it came as a surprise when suddenly Jack appeared (almost by magic), with a statement that the British Navy's ship, the HMS Dauntless, was waiting for the pirates outside. Against his better judgment, Will felt a sense of elation at the fact that Jack had come back for him, and understood that Jack was not entirely on Barbossa's side. As Barbossa sent his crew out to battle the Navy, Jack managed to sneak a sword to Will; and a duel began.

Will hadn't noticed that Jack had gained the curse of immortality, preoccupied with his own swordfighting and the fact that Elizabeth had popped up as well to help him. However, even as the battle raged on in a quick fashion, Will did not miss a single look that was given to him - and as he ran to the chest, Jack threw a medallion with his blood on it towards him. Following suit, Will let himself bleed as well, and dropped the medallion of his father at the opportune moment: when Jack shot Barbossa in the chest. Will couldn't explain it, but suddenly he felt happy, and as they moved to return to Port Royal, he felt as if he could rule the world itself.

If you've been reading this entire thing, then it's obvious that these feelings turned moot quickly. As they arrived in Port Royal, Will learned that Jack was to be hanged; and a stomach-sinking, palpable terror gripped him whole. Though he was granted innocence in regards to his own records, knowing that Jack - the reason Elizabeth was back in the first place - was going to be hanged made him feel less than a good man. It was because of this that he worked to help Jack escape, paying no heed to any consequences that may occur for doing something of this nature. After a brief excursion involving the two of them working together, Will had successfully given Jack the chance to go free; and even though he broke the law, he felt considerably better. The cherry to top the cake was when Elizabeth professed her love for him, and the Governor acquiesced to this proposal.

They were engaged, then, and Will couldn't be happier.

A year later, Will and Elizabeth were to be married. He was ecstatic: the boyhood dream of marrying the beautiful Elizabeth finally being fulfilled was a prospect he could not refuse - he hadn't even encountered any pirates before then! Of course, because the fates were against him, Will's marriage had been put to a stop by a Lord Cutler Beckett - someone who, Will suspected, was a solid bastard. It was apparent that he would not receive his happy ending so easily, even after the events of the previous year, and as Will, Elizabeth, and even Commodore Norrington were charged with execution for helping Jack escape, Will started hating his fate more and more. Fortunately (or unfortunately, depending on who you are), Will was given a proposition from the man who ordered his imprisonment and execution. If Will managed to retrieve Jack Sparrow's compass in exchange for being given a letter of marque and the rank of privateer to Jack, then he and Elizabeth could be freed. With no other choice, Will agreed, and set off to find the flamboyant captain.

After procuring a crew in Tortuga (thankfully the motley crew from his first adventure with Jack), Will sailed to the Isla de Pelegostos, from word of mouth. On this island he found Jack as the chief of a cannibalistic tribe, and although he felt this would keep them safe, he and the crew members of the Pearl were captured as prisoners. Finding out that the tribe members were planning to devour Jack as well, he managed to assist the entire crew with their escape - which was more narrow than he would have preferred. He expected Jack to willingly give him the compass at this point for his help, but Will was wrong once more. According to Jack, Will had to assist him in finding the key to the Dead Man's Chest before he could give his compass, and once more with no other choice, Will relented.

With this choice in mind, he agreed to go with Jack to visit Tia Dalma, a woman who had a sort of magical air around her. After an almost disturbing declaration that Will had some sort of 'touch of destiny', she'd alerted them to the contents of the chest that Jack's little key would unlock, once retrieved. It was Davy Jones's heart, and Will wasn't sure how that could even make any sense. Nonetheless, he searched for the Dutchman with Jack, and proved by himself that he was still remarkably naive. Jack had told him that a certain ship was the Flying Dutchman, and Will had stupidly believed him and gone aboard to get the key. Unfortunately, this was not the case, and as the real Dutchman surfaced, Will had once more been used as an item by Jack Sparrow. While Jack attempted to barter Will's soul in order to repay a debt he owed Davy Jones, Will felt hilariously betrayed once more. These negative feelings multiplied when Davy Jones took Will onto the Dutchman for years of servitude.

The only positive thing that came from this was that Will had found his father (working on the Dutchman, of all things!), and he'd managed to think of a way to get the key from Davy Jones. Witnessing a game of liar's dice, and finding out that anyone could be challenged, Will asked Davy Jones to play against him; betting his soul, while the captain would bet the key to the Dead Man's Chest. It was apparent that Bill Turner, his father, had seen the illogical nature of this plan, and thus joined the game to lose on purpose and set Will's soul free, in exchange for Bill himself having to spend an eternity on the Dutchman. Further frustrated with how bad luck seemed to follow Will everywhere, he stole Davy Jones's key himself, and managed to escape the ghost ship on a longboat - promising himself that he'd repay his father for sacrificing his soul by setting him free somehow.

Though he escaped, the ship he stowed away on was destroyed quickly by the Kraken, the legendary monster of Davy Jones. Will, therefore, was left no other choice but to return to the Dutchman, thankfully sailing towards the Isla de Cruces after Jack Sparrow.

On the Isla de Cruces, Will reunited with Jack, Elizabeth, and (surprisingly) James Norrington. Jack had already secured the chest of Davy Jones, but when Will unlocked it and tried to stab the heart, Jack had stopped him; and he, Will, and James, came into a three-way sword fight to determine the ownership of Davy Jones's heart. Will had, regrettably, been knocked unconscious in the fight, but he'd been rushed onto the Pearl to keep him away from the crew of Davy Jones. Contrary to what he would have preferred, however, the Flying Dutchman began to pursue the Pearl; the latter miraculously being able to outrun the ghost ship for a period of time. Still, it could not be faster than the Kraken, which came and attempted to destroy it. Will took it upon himself to bring distractions to the giant squid to let the crew safely abandon ship, but it was with this that he realized that the Kraken was after Jack. Getting onto the longboat, Will moved to call Elizabeth, but only caught her in a passionate lip lock with the captain. There was a familiar stab in his heart, and even when Elizabeth rejoined them and left Jack behind, Will still felt horribly like a useless item.

He watched the Black Pearl sink, but felt no sadness for the death of Jack. Rather, he felt more bleak in regards to the Pearl being destroyed; as it was the only ship that had a chance of catching the Flying Dutchman, thus giving Will a bigger chance of saving his father. With a heavy heart and a burning desire to question Elizabeth as to her loyalties, he sailed with the crew to seek refuge in the shack of Tia Dalma, where she presented them all a question.

“Would you sail to the ends of the earth and back to fetch back witty Jack, and him precious Pearl?”

And Will said yes - but only to save the latter.

With a surprising twist of events, he saw the revived form of Hector Barbossa, their new captain, and the crew set off to the country of Singapore. What with Will's unrelenting ability to stow away on ships and sneak without being undetected, he was trusted to locate the navigational charts of the pirate lord Sao Feng. He failed, however, and Will and Barbossa had had to go after him - but not before he could strike a proposition with Sao Feng, illustrating Will's capability to go against others to get what he wanted. Though he had been nearly drowned a number of times, he was fairly confident in himself, and when Barbossa and Elizabeth came, Will was ready for anything. After a raging battle against the British Navy, and with Sao Feng's word that Will would be able to capture the Pearl as long as he helped Feng achieve his own ends, he set sail with Barbossa and his crew to World's End.

After falling off a waterfall (obviously not the best experience of his life), Will found himself in Davy Jones's Locker; a hell more bleak than Will's previous outlook on piracy. Without further ado Jack had appeared in his regular grand style, and after a brief conversation that involved convincing Jack that he was not imagining them (but still mad), they set off back to the real world. Will's terms with Elizabeth were still rocky at this point, the wounds from seeing her cheating on him with Jack still bleeding, but when Elizabeth's father was spotted to be a soul going to the next life, Will felt terrible for her. They weren't very much on speaking terms even after this, and when they returned back to real world Will had had the chance to see his deal with Sao Feng come into glorious fruition.

Telling Barbossa and Jack to find a freshwater source, he had successfully allowed Sao Feng and his men onto the Pearl to ambush the crew. For the nth time Will's naivete was once more called to attention when Sao Feng declared that he would captain both ships, and with a stomach-sinking feeling he'd witnessed Elizabeth joining Feng on his ship. Once again feeling betrayed over his beloved, and once again feeling less than good feelings for his friend-enemy-whatever Jack (who had locked him in the brig), Will had decided to alert Cutler Beckett to his whereabouts. Escaping the cell easily, he strapped dead bodies to barrels to create a 'bread crumb' trail; dropping these into the ocean for Beckett to follow. Jack had caught him in the act, however, and in typical fashion had given Will a proposition.

If anything, Will probably should have learned that listening to Jack would bring him nothing good. But he did listen, as Jack said he would stab the heart himself to set Will's father free and make sure Will could be with Elizabeth, and as part of their agreement he got off the Pearl with Jack's compass to await Lord Beckett's coming.

As expected, Beckett came, and Will presented him with the compass to take them to Shipwreck Cove. Not once did he think of Elizabeth. Not even once.

It was here that he, Beckett, and Jones struck parley with Elizabeth (now the Pirate King to Will's unbelieving ears), Jack, and Barbossa. Elizabeth decided to trade Jack for Will, and again, despite his reuniting with her, Will felt an awful lot like an object that could get lost and found as easily as a pencil. The peace was short-lived, as soon after a British fleet was off to destroy the pirate fleet. In retaliation, Barbossa's plan to bring Calypso back to her godly form had been done (and Will understood now why Tia Dalma had such weird mojo about her), and after infuriating her by telling her of Davy Jones's betrayal, a maelstrom was brought upon them. Sailing straight into it after the Dutchman, the two ships were now in battle. As pirates from Jones's crew swung over to the Pearl, Will asked Elizabeth to marry him; his thoughts blurred by the rush of the battle.

She agreed, and with Barbossa acting as minister, they managed to shakily declare their vows as they slashed opposing pirates to pieces. They were married (sort of, but not really), then, and with bravery and a renewed vigor in his heart, Will went onto the Flying Dutchman. Unfortunately for him, his father attacked him in a state of madness, and as is expected, Will couldn't bear to hit him with a knife. Sparing him, Will had managed to shake Bill out of his insanity, and as he rushed to Elizabeth's rescue, Davy Jones knocked him down.

Now rendered useless on the deck, Will watched with frightened intensity as Jones found out that he and Elizabeth were in love. Though Jack came and threatened to destroy Jones by holding the remains of his sword and the beating organ, Davy Jones had not hesitated to stab Will in the chest. He didn't see the look on Jack's face, or the look on Elizabeth's face, his life slowly fading from him. Despite Bill's attempts to destroy Jones, they were futile, and in a quick moment Jack had placed his broken sword in Will's hand and guided it to stab the heart. Jones fell off the Dutchman and into the depths of the sea, and Jack granted Will immortality - his father cutting Will's heart out to replace Jones's in the Dead Man's Chest, and baptizing William Turner II as the new captain of the Flying Dutchman.

Together, the Pearl and the Dutchman destroyed Beckett's ship, and out of fear, the rest of the British armada retreated. Now, with a win under the belt of the pirates, there was joy and happiness; but for Will, he felt almost pained. He had set his father free, of course, as he promised, but his father had also told him that there was a steep price to pay for his gained immortality. Given no choice, he had to separate himself from Elizabeth for 10 years, being given only a day to be with her before he had to guide the souls Jones had neglected. It was on this day that the two of them spent their honeymoon, Will conceiving a child with her, and giving Elizabeth the chest containing his heart: stating that it had always been hers. Then he left, never to be seen by mortal eyes again until the ten years of working would be completed.

It was only on this journey of his to ferry souls into the next world that Will had been hit with a sickening feeling - that he and Elizabeth hadn't really been married at all, that he had tricked himself into believing it was good enough because he thought he would die. Sure, it was a good attempt, and he appreciated the fact that Barbossa had tried, but if anything, he wanted a real bond between him and the woman he loved for years. Sadly, what with his inability to shirk his duties, Will would have to wait years before this real marriage could come, and their love would truly be brought to its highest peak. The bothersome thing about being the captain of a ghost ship is that you find an awful lot of time to re-think priorities, really... and this marriage business was one of them.

AND BEYOND

PORTRAYED BY;
Some people say Will looks like Orlando Bloom, but it's obvious the pirate is far more handsome.
PICTURE;
Oh my God, I'm gorgeous. Look at my hair.

ROLE PLAY EXAMPLE;

there truly was something to be said about all the mischief hanging about. though harry was certain that things were over the moment the war ended, and that everything would be 'okay' (or at least, as 'okay' as things were for someone like harry), it appeared that trouble would never cease finding him.

working as an auror for the ministry meant that harry only ever had to deal with death eaters, or, well; anyone involved with the dark arts, really. silly things like petty wizard criminals who liked to make the lives of muggles terribly difficult by charming toilets were things he didn't have to pay attention to. (even if harry tended to deal with these things, too, just for the sake of something to do.) although he'd always respected the aurors for their abilities, and the importance of their jobs, he didn't think being one, himself, would turn out to be so... boring. it was almost ridiculous, how aurors hardly had to do anything in times of peace and death eater-free moments. though mature for his age, harry was only just an eighteen year old, and eighteen year olds had far too much energy to just sit around doing nothing.

would it be foolish to wish that more people practiced the dark arts just so harry could have something to do again?

maybe, a small voice said within the confines of harry's mind. he sighed, picked up a pen, and began to twirl it. life had become so dreadfully colorless with all the (dangerous) excitement dying down. most people were thankful for it, and harry was, too, and right now he supposed that he didn't think it a bad thing at all. but it was that dangerous excitement that governed his life for seven years. it was bizarre to suddenly be rid of it, and of the aching in his scar that had once been fleeting, became constant, and then disappeared completely. he shook his head, absentmindedly continuing to twirl the pen along his fingers. he wasn't nearly as tall as ron, but he was tall enough to have proportionally long fingers. and now that he realized that he was thinking about something foolish like finger-length, harry figured out that he was much more bored than he let on.

come on, he willed himself to think. there was a saying that if you wanted something bad enough, you'd get it. give me a little bit of excitement.

and almost on cue, a paper airplane flew and hit his forehead.

wincing slightly, harry grabbed at it, staring at it. it might be better than an owl (and the word 'owl' was such a saddening word, now that he thought of hedwig), but it still felt annoying to be hit in the forehead by a sharp piece of paper. it would be furthermore annoying if he managed to get a papercut from it... but, no. harry was capable of terrible luck, but he wasn't entirely hexed for life. he was pretty sure of that, at least. that's one of the reasons he got to become an auror in the first place.

unfolding the letter, he stared at a single sentence. the words were written hastily, ink blotting in some areas, and for a moment harry wondered why that was - until the combined letters presented an idea. it was at this time that he felt eerily like he'd just been hit in the head by a bludger. just the first word sent shivers down his spine - and that word was 'riddle'.

memories flashed through his head like apparating wizards: of pain in his scar, of death and of green light, and of the screams of his mother heard whenever a dementor was near. a cold feeling washing over him like ice water, harry read the entirety of the sentence, this time. he read it nine times, over and over until his eyes saw the words when he closed them. it seemed ridiculous. it was ridiculous.

riddle is here.

it wasn't the first of april, so it wasn't a joke. even if it was a joke, it was a tasteless one, and it made harry's throat go dry. there was only one riddle he knew who would be important enough for the ministry to send him an airplane about, and that was the riddle that became lord voldemort. clenching his hand into a fist, the paper crumpled with a noise that was hardly flattering. and then harry stood.

it started out as a walk, as it always did. his feet took him towards the direction where he needed to be. then it sped up, and eventually harry apparated - disapparating and appearing where he was needed. the room was packed with aurors, hushed whispers sounding like angry bees. he swerved, moved towards his seat, and as expected; sat down. his throat was still dry, and suddenly he felt very much dizzy. how could voldemort be back? he remembered seeing him die, remembered every detail as though it happened but the day before. and he could remember the sense of cheer and success when he knew deep in his heart that the monster wouldn't be coming back. but what did this meeting mean? what could it stand for?

he could've sworn he could feel his scar hurt again, but he knew that it wasn't magical any longer. perhaps it was nostalgia, but harry never knew being nostalgic could pain him.

the meeting, so to say, did not go very well. not very well at all. throughout it harry's head hurt, and if anyone's been to a meeting that quite literally discussed life and death, they'd understand why. the ministry wasn't sure what it was, just that there was a witness account, a single witness account, of tom marvolo riddle prancing about. of course, it wasn't literally prancing, as the mere image of lord voldemort skipping in flowers was more disturbing than funny, but either way, it made its mark.

"but how could he be back?" harry had asked of no-one as he sat there, confused. "he's dead... i saw it myself. how could he be back?"

he'd only just defeated him. harry made sure he'd never be able to return. and yet, the witness account stated that tom was back... and not the snake-faced tom, but the tom who looked human.

some people dismissed it as hokum. some looked shaken with fear. others, cried. but harry? harry only stared down at his lap, at his shaking hands.

earlier, he'd wished for something to do. now all he wanted was to be bored again.

PIRATES OR NINJAS;
Pirates, 'cause ninjas can't treasure hunt. c:

[William Turner]

complete!
i think. so far. tell me if i need to change anything,
'cause i feel like it's kind of a fail. @___________@

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