User:The Flying Dutchman

"Do you fear death? Do you fear that dark abyss? All your deeds laid bare? All your sins punished? I can offer you...an escape...but only if you read my user page!"

- The Flying Dutchman

Ahoy, mateys! My name be The Flying Dutchman, and welcome to me user page! I've been a fan of the Pirates of the Caribbean franchise for quite a few years now, and I hope to make several high-quality edits during me time here! Hoist the colors, raise the sails, and always remember that dead men tell no tales...

About Me
I'm currently a Sophomore in high school. I have two rabbits named Lily and Lucy, and I live with my mother, father, and little sister.

Currently, I'm not very popular at school. This is mainly because the only friends I ever made (in elementary school) betrayed me. They stopped being interested in the things I was, and that left me feeling an enormous amount of pain. I didn't belong with the rest of my peers, and they made sure I knew that. I spent my remaining days at recess "playing with my self", in which I'd try to create my own "episodes" for my favorite TV shows at the time. While it was good in terms of practicing my acting skills, people continued to view me as the "weird one", and I was quite often teased, because I had become my own best friend.

In middle school, I was "unpleasant" towards others, to say the least. It was mainly because I was getting over the shock of losing the five or six "best friends" I once possessed. I thought my peers were all like those friends I once had, thinking they'd betray me as soon as I turned my back. I stopped trusting people, and I'd shut them out of my world. I was teased so often that I'd yell at almost anyone who spoke to me, mainly out of fear they'd say something hurtful. I couldn't tell a joke apart from a threat, to put it simply. I became an all-out loner, and I believed that if I built a wall around my heart, I'd be safe from the hurting losing someone you're close to presented. I thought I'd be free forever from the insults people said to my face or behind my back. Towards the end of my middle school career, however, I realized I was sick of being alone all the time. I was getting jealous of all the people who had friends and were always talking about going over to each others' houses, et cetera. I was willing to do all in my power to reform myself.

During the summer between 8th and 9th grade, I joined the Kingdom Hearts Wiki, an encyclopedia-like website about my favorite video game series. I became good "friends" with the users there, and they filled the empty hole in my heart that developed from being alone all the time and not having friends at school or "in real life". I'm still close to a lot of the users from that website today, and I owe them a lot. They taught me what it was like having a good friend, someone who was always there for you and cared about what you said no matter what the situation was. That was what I had craved for my entire school career. At long last, I belonged. At long last, I found people who were interested in what I was interested in. I do admit, however, that I was quite sad knowing I'd never see these people in real life and that people at school had this kind of friendship all ready.

At the start of my Freshman year of high school, I took what my online friends (as the Kingdom Hearts Wiki users came to be known) taught me and put it into action to the best of my ability. I admit things were a bit more tolerable between my peers and myself, but I was very shy (not to mention guilty) when I was talking to them. All around, people were still saying things behind my back about me. And if they claimed they were my friends, they never meant it. It was usually always a way to get me to stop complaining about things or talking to them. How do I know this? Despite the many kids who forgave my poor behavior and said we were "friends", not a single one of them ever invited me to hang out or work with them. Not a single one of them ever started or held a conversation with me. I was lucky to have my online friends on my side, a sort of second family, but the intense feeling of being excluded, ignored, and isolated continued to consume me. I was ready to accept my fate for what it was: Until I got away from the kids I had known since kindergarten, I would always be alone. I would never fit in with them. My efforts were futile. Even so, I always felt I was a "level ahead" of my peers. I continued to do well in academics, and I was quite a bit more mature and respected by my teachers than most of my fellow students were. Not a day goes by, however, when I'm envious of the kids who do have real friends to get together with, who feel included and wanted regardless of if they are "popular" or any social class below.

Outside of school, I'm much more laid-back and easy-going. That's because my wonderful family accepts me for who and what I am. I'm usually in a much happier mood, and I spend my time playing video games like the Kingdom Hearts series, drawing, reading, or watching TV. While we don't get along as often as we could or should, I have my little sister around to play with or talk to. Despite my parents' constant reminders of this, it's no different than school. She doesn't like the things I do, so it's very hard for us to actually cooperate. Trying to beat the final boss in a video game with no support or watching ten straight hours of Star Wars gets pretty dull when you have no one to do it with, especially when that's all you are able to do during your free time. Even so, I find myself enjoying it.

In terms of the future, I plan to develop my art skills and become either a Disney animator or a video game designer at Square Enix. Whether these dreams will be possible is unknown. I plan to keep my faith in God strong until the day I join him in Heaven and even after that. I also hope I remain close to my online friends and the one real-world friend I do have (who I met at church). Even if everything else is taken away from me, I won't be troubled, because I know I have a family who will always love me. While not a day goes by when I wish I could go to a school dance and hang out with a bunch of friends or sleep over at one best friend's house every once in a while, I must remember that even I am more fortunate than others. No amount of money anyone in the world has ever or will ever earned will repay God for all the blessings he has given me. And for that, I am eternally greatful.

My History with Pirates of the Caribbean
Like many, I first experienced Pirates of the Caribbean through the ride the film series is based on down in Disney World. Pirates of the Caribbean is now a "must-ride" for my family whenever we go to the Magic Kingdom.

The first Pirates of the Caribbean movie I ever saw was Dead Man's Chest. I admit I wasn't too thrilled to see the movie at first, and I went mainly because two of my aunts would be coming with us. Still, I gave the film a chance. I was quite pleased with what I saw, and I puschased the movie on DVD as soon as it came out.

Dead Man's Chest made me quite curious about its predecessor, Curse of the Black Pearl, and I knew we had the film in our possession, sitting unwatched in our basement ever since my parents received it reluctantly as a Christmas present from my aunt a few years before. Again I was pleased by the dazzling special effects and epic storyline, and it was after watching this film that I was truly a Pirates of the Caribbean fan.

When I heard they were making a third Pirates of the Caribbean film, At World's End, I was very excited. My mother refused to take me to see it, however, and I was devastated. She surprised me, however, by taking me to Disney World (where my Pirates of the Caribbean began) to see At World's End at a massive theater in Downtown Disney. Now that I actually knew what was going on in terms of the film trilogy's overall story, I found myself enjoying this third film most of all. I later received it for a Christmas present from my cousin on DVD.

I now spend my time eagerly anticipating On Stranger Tides, which I plan to see as close to the day of release as possible. I, being a creative writer, also have spent the past few months coming up with my own idea for a Pirates of the Caribbean movie. This story, which I plan to see through to completion, is titled Pirates of the Caribbean: To the Land of the Lost Abyss.

My Personality
My story is pretty similar to that of Davy Jones, so no wonder he's my favorite character. Much like Jones, I'm hated by my peers, a result of the rough past I've had to endure with them thanks to my uncontrollable temper, a side-effect of the pain I felt and couldn't get over when my only friends betrayed me at a young age. Our most noticeable similarity, however, is how we both fell in love and were betrayed. This girl, who started off as my friend, later turned against me to be with an upperclassman. She shattered my heart and didn't care, hence my resentment for her. Even though I claim over and over again that I've moved on, I'm still attracted to her, and I probably will be for the remainder of my high school career. If I could do so without dying, I would certainly cut out my heart in order to escape the constant pain and regret I am forced to live with.