I convince the crew that you are a bad leader, so we eat you.

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You know the crew consists of just you, right?

I come back from the grave, and scare Davy back into submission.

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I shoot you with a silver bullet, and send you back into your dirt hole. BACK UNDEAD MONSTROSITY!!!

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I come back as a ghost, a rage ghost, and force you into submission yet again.

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Reminder, Rage Ghost undefeatable without help, and your alone with me on Siberia.

You forget the temperature of Sibera. Its freezing. While you are frozen, I blast you and destroy you with a blunderbuss, getting a cool hat too!

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You die of Frostbite. I take over, since Tia Dalma revived me, with my own fur coats.

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Tia pulls off her mask, and its me. I blow you up. And I brought fur coats this time.

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After my combustion, I unite again into my former form, say, "Surprised?" and punch you. I then cut up your body and put you under the floorboards.

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The police come and start to ask you questions. You start to get really nervous, and then you say "Villains! Dissemble no more! I admit the deed! --tear up the planks! here, here! --It is the beating of his hideous heart!" Then they tear up the floor boards, and I pop out, with a beating heart. I slap you, and the police arrest you.

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I'll give you props Davy. Didn't think you'd get the Poe reference that quickly. As a deals a deal... here's me rum.

I walk away in shame to jail, where I take my time thinking about betting against Davy, before I get a pardon, go back to Davy, and slap him back.

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Its hard to forget a story such as the Tell-Tale Heart. It was the only short story I liked the year I read it....

I slap you again.

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We enter a slapping war, and start an epic slap fight with gloves. I win.

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I hit you with a frying pan.

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(yes, I have played super smash bros, and yes, Peach annoys the heck outta me too.)

I then leave a gold coin stuck to a string, and when you try to reach for it I pull it back. I eventually lead you to the edge of Siberia, where you fall off.

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I fall onto a ship, and sail away with it. Now, you go be the captain of your imaginary ship in the wastelands of Sibera, while I sail away with a real ship.

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Oh, and ye may want to watch out for the snowstorm coming your way.