Name:Edward WildTurkey Burnett, Bt.

Name:Edward WildTurkey Burnett, Bt.

Birthday: 05 31 1978

Age: 31

Nicknames: Wild Turkey

Zodiac sign: Gemini

 
 

Do you have any tattoos? If so, what of?: No

 
 

What was the happiest moment in your life?: idk

 
 

Who is your role model?: Benjamin Linus

 
 

What's your favorite holiday?: Halloween

 
 

What is your favorite book/author?: Shogun James Clavell

 
 

Who has changed your life the most for the better?: ME

 
 

What is you favorite song/CD? idk

 
 

What are your favorite pizza toppings?: junk

 
 

Where do you order pizza from the most?: italy

 
 

What's the last movie you saw in a theater?: At Worlds End

 
 

What's the last movie you rented?: I dont

 
 

What's your favorite band?: d12

 
 

Who is your favorite solo singer?:eminem

 
 

Do you believe in ghosts?: yes

 
 

Have you ever seen a ghost?: yes

 
 

Do you believe in God?: yes

 
 

Do you pray often?: yes

 
 

What's your biggest fear?: not revealing that

 
 

Are you a Cat or Dog person? dog

 
 

What is your favorite breed of Cat/Dog? Pit Bull

 
 

Who is your favorite actress?: Liv Tyler

 
 

Who is your favorite actor?: Johnny Depp

 
 

What's your favorite quote?: I have many

 
 

What's your favorite flavor of ice cream?: neopolitan

 
 

Who is your hero?: Liv Tyler

 
 

What do you think of racism?: it sucks, and its there

 
 

Do you like thunderstorms? yes

 
 

If you knew the truth was gonna hurt you would you still wanna hear it?: obviously

If you could visit any country, where would you go? Japan Have you been?: No

 
 

What is the most unique thing about your bedroom?:it's a hotel room

 
 

What is your favorite movie?: Rocky

 
 

What is your middle name?: Cougar

 
 

What is your favorite TV show?: LOST

 
 

What annoys you the most?: you do

 
 

What's your favorite season?: Autumn

 
 

What' was your favorite subject in school? Not math

 
 

What was your least favorite subject in school?:math

 
 

What school did you go to?:lots of em

 
 

Describe yourself in five words: better than you irish pigs

 
 

 
 

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~The Daily Coconut~ Helen

"Hoist those colors quick before she gets too frisky and starts playing rough," The Captain says to the first mate. We strike our jolie rouge, to let them know we arent pleased to be snuck up on in such a fashion. We are clearly outclassed, and outmaneuvered. Our revelries had now left us in a most vulnerable position. Without our topgallant we would not be able to run for it if we could. Suddenly the Ghost Ship salutes us with one of its small guns. As they close the distance, all eyes are on the Captain awaiting the order. "Just hold on now!", when The Ghost Ship strikes her colors. Sawyer looks relieved. He hails out "Ahoy, Johnny Boy! You had us all goin there for a bit, you sneak!" "You have to admit James, we clearly had you at our mercy." John Locke replies to him as he appears on the quarterdeck of the massive galleon. "You do of course remember her, don't you? You must have seen us that night...I see you call her 'Sassafrass'now.. I just used to call her Kate. And THIS is Helen..indicating his vessel. Captain Locke asks Sawyer for permission to come aboard. "Aw,Hell", he mumbles under his breath. "Four,and no weapons." They launch their longboat and row silently over and board. Accompanying 'Captain Jeremy Bentham' as he introduced himself as, was Dr. Richard Alpert, and Two 'Others'...

~The Daily Coconut~ The Ghost Ship

After the storm had passed , we had a "raucous shipboard hullabaloo" as the bosun deemed it. He told me that things like this often happen at sea, and that they always liked to have a bit of a party to unwind afterwards. A keg of rum was rolled out on deck and tapped into by Walt himself, and he was rationed out the first drink. The Captain called out, "Three Cheers for the Bosun's Mate, where in Hell would we be without him ! " Hip Hip Hooray !Hip Hip Hooray! Hip Hip Hooray! The mood was infectious, and soon we were all singing and dancing and carrying on. It was just a real good time. The First Mate, Jin- Sushi was singing a guttural shanty from his home port of Namhae, on the Peninsula of Corea. I couldn't understand a word of it, but he was having so much fun. Everyone was trying to sing along, to many laughs. It sounded like so many frogs croaking in the night. Everyone was partying so hard we didnt even see a ship approach until she was just outside of our range. I had no idea what was going on until I hear Walt scream out " Sail, HO!!" and everyone looked to starboard where he was pointing. Much scrambling ensued as the Captain shouted, "Battlestations!!"and all onboard hurried to their assigned posts. (except myself) I was fixed, still amazed by the sight of her...

~The Daily Coconut~ Dark and Stormy

The open air of the sea is intoxicating, and I am so excited as our journey progresses. About a week out of port we encountered strong winds and high seas. A furious gale headed out of the west and carried off one of our topgallants. Walt was in the Crow's Nest as he was told not to earlier. He was so excited by the spirit of danger, he had snuck up there when no eyes were upon him. He had been shouting at the storm himself, caught up in the immense power of freedom. I've never seen such confidence in the face of danger, as displayed by our Captain during the storm. I was on the other side of the wheel, with Sawyer just before the sail finally let go. "Woo!!! Hold on Now! Get a move on boys! Down off that mast now!!" His eyes widen, and he looks right at me and yells, "Hold this wheel right here now Boy and dont you let it move an inch you hear me?! Hold this course!" I take a deep breath, and clench up for it. Captain Sawyer springs down the deck onto the focsle, and then I see Walt beginning to slip and get caught up. Sawyer catches one of the loose ropes and swings like freakin' Tarzan over to the the rigging just in time to catch Walt. "You all right?" Walt nodded his head very seriously, and then they both had quite the laugh.

~The Daily Coconut~ Sets Off On The High Seas; Destination;Unknown

~THE DAILY COCONUT~
"... where in heck you been boy? I been out here waitin on ya for two drinks minimum, now I know you aint been talkin out of school to no one yet have you, Son?? I mean seriously, you wanted to talk and now you leave me hangin for this little bit, it aint polite to ignore someone for too long now, you should know better, Rookie. Maybe you had one too many pulls off that ol' Wild Turkey. Thats alright, Kid, I'm waitin on you. I wanna get this off my chest finally cuz it needs to be get gone. I notice you lookin a little green under the gills, you sure you alright? How bout you and me go for a little cruise, and just chill for a bit. Think you can walk? Well, C'mon, we got places to go and people to see, let's get a move on." "Boys, make sure Mr. Wild Turkey dont fall down and break somethin. We've Got Work To Do." I am introduced to Sawyers 'Crew' which consisted basically of a few wily buccaneers he uses to pilot his beautiful sailing ship, The Sassafrass.After a short trip to the docks, we board her, and set off with a brisk wind at our backs. The air smelled so clean, with that briney taste one can only know from the sea. The Crew was completeley capable, it seemed. All hands were busy about their duties, while Captain Sawyer stood alone at the helm, supremeley confident. I had to take a strong pull off the handle of the Wild Turkey, to get my sea legs, and I hear Sawyer call out,"A round all around for you Scallywags, lets run her straight up this Ol' Gals skirt we should make port in a couple of weeks if we're lucky! Steady On! All Hands Report at once!" The mates all line up and hit the bottle gladly, and all are satisfied. They go back to work gratefully warmed against wind. A few laughs are heard, and the Captain beams as only he can, immensely happy. I am loathe to take it from him when we begin again where we left off, I have a strong feeling it isnt going to be pretty AT ALL... I decide to go take a nap, and the Captain doesnt say boo when I go below decks. I decide to bunk in the Captains Cabin, quite inebriated at this point. I take a short(!) nap. It's light out again when I awake. Out on deck, Sawyer looks like he hasn't moved from the helm. He is stoic and silently waves to one of the crew to relieve him at the helm. He goes below decks after ordering the bosun to put me to work in the galley. "The boys usually go for a stew if we can before we start in on fishin' up dinner, I got us somethin special on occasion of you comin on board. I'm gonna go get my eight hours, and that's when I want my dinner. The crew gonna have to have some chow in about four, so, you get movin on that stew. I know how you get down in the kitchen. Anything you need just ask." Thrilled, I followed the bosun to the galley. He assigned me a young man to assist me, by the name of Walt, who was his son, apparently. The galley was well stocked, and so was the storeroom. The main surprise was a lovely doe all dressed out, and fresh. I cut up a bunch of stew meat after cutting out the backstrap and the loins, and made quick work of her. I set the massive cauldron to boiling while I cut up plenty of fresh vegetables for our stew. It began to smell so wonderful belowdecks that there were plenty of inquiries for assistance of any sort. Walt sent them back about their business curtly. He seemed quite well respected for such a young man. It almost seemed I detected the slightest hint of fear towards him...

~The Daily Coconut~
An Extended Conversation with James "Sawyer' Ford, Part Three
Story by and © 11/2/08 Edward Wild Turkey
So we buy the outfits, and drive back to the house, where I am hustled and bustled around, cleaned and dressed. She dresses The Beetle in the matching outfit, and sets us up in a pose for the pictures. Well I'll tell you what, I didnt want no part of it, and was fidgeting and pouting. That's when she got mad and grabbed my by the face with her hand. Digging her fingertips into my jaw she Informed me that I WAS going to take the picture, and that I WAS going to behave, or she would make me hurt like I've never hurt before. No one had ever laid a hand on me before in anger, and I didnt like it. I said "You can't do that !"and was told that " I can damn well do whatever I fucking please with you. You belong to me now, and theres nothing you can do about it, so shut your fucking mouth and sit still." I started to cry, and got a sharp slap for it. I was shocked and tried to stop crying, but I couldn't stop. I couldn't believe what I had just heard, but I was sure she would hurt me. She was quite pissed off at that point, because she couldn't get the pictures she wanted now, because my face had a big red hand mark on it. She mumbled violent things to herself while she fixed herself a drink , and smoked a cigarette, staring furiously at me with her evil glare. "I can't fucking believe this shit. Good for nothing ungrateful bastard.. where the fuck do you think you'd be if I didn't take you in? Your whore of a mother would have sold you into sex slavery to get the money if she didnt get her head blown off, I know how would you have liked that?. I was in full on breakdown mode at this point, and I couldn't even think that this was just the rantings of a crazy woman."