Do I walk onto the pirate ship?
Y/N...
Y...
"The nebulous tendrils of the abyss tickle your taunt caprice searching for all means of entry. They ravish you with luxuries not felt since the ether split from the eternal longings of Long John Silver's lacquered trousers, to burgeon the buxom lasses of ages forgotten. Arise, the vestigial serpent, from the loins that lavishes all needs. He soothes your every aching, as the parable verse of the immortal pole pillages and plunders. His gilded mass alights the points of light in you, through you, on you, over all you hold dear, Long John Silver commands your vessel to Magellan where none dare tread the lush jellies of perennially perilous jaunts inside. "
Good thing I didn't choose N...