Jack Sharkbane is gone. my friends, he dissapeared with the wind. he found himself visiting the forums less and less, and he comeplety un installed POTCO. he fouund himself in another place. Yes, lads, I'm leaving. for good. sure, my spirit will haunt the forums from time to time, but I will never truly be whole as a pirate again. and so, in honor of the Jack that we all loved, hated, and where downright annoyed with, ( I'd thank you all for all three of those, but you know who you are)
I give you the last Chapter in Jacks history.
Jack Sharkbane was lying on his deathbed. he'd fought a great war, he won, too. america was free, but he had just grown too old. his mind flashed back to all the advetures he had before, and the people to go along with it. all his life he met new people, saw new places. In his life, he'd grown attached to all of them. some are dead, and some are living. he recounted the first time he set sail with his crew; Maria Fireheart, Arribella Smith, That old insane man named Swash, all of them. he even remembered the time when he was in norway, and met a girl who lived in a little house in the middle of the woods, who talked with him for a while, and the next morning, she was gone. he still didn't know what that was about, but she had helped him a great deal. he opened his eyes and saw all the people with a sad look in there eyes. he smiled, for he knew he had done his part in possibly the greatest plan the world had ever seen. and then, with a warn smile, he closed his eyes for the last time.
The End
Goodbye everyone. I will remember all of you, even the ones that despise me. Thank you all.