Jacoda looked at Zack. "Aye...stole it and a whole bunch more from a ship of gun smugglers. You would be amazed how stupid people dealing in weaponry are. You merely talk their minds in circles and they fall into the ocean trying to cross a bunch of boards onto your ship that you simply kick into the ocean. Much simpler to swing across a rope onto another's ship than crossing a plank of wood. At least in my opinion." He said with a goofy grin. Noticing the look of he is crazier than we are. "I beg to differ. One being eccentric does not imply that I am crazy. If I was crazy it would mean I have no clue what I am saying or doing and merely doing it because I have no rational thinking of it. However, eccentric means that I do know what I am saying or doing I just don't give a damn what the results would be. I am very eccentric and nearly all of my plans do not backfire. Save the occasional wrestling of a shark. I would like to inform you that taking on a hungry great white is indeed an act of craziness." he says with a light laugh.<br/><br/>He looked at Zack and just stared at him when he spok on schizophrenia. What the hell was schizophrenia. He didn't know what the word meant or what it was. He looked at Dagger. "Oh. Lovely. Such an interesting perception on life." He looked at him. "You sound a bit like lady king even though I'm pretty sure she is sane...just evil because my father is Jack Sparrow and she hates him. Though it also sounds a bit like my dad when he was trapped in Davy Jones locker for such a long time." He said with a shrug. He was just looking at him. "I wasn't not going to call you crazy. I think it cool that you are outside the tiny box most people live in. Absolutely fascinating."<br/><br/>He blinked a bit. "It is fun. It is easy to do. It gets you across a space of ocean and possibly sends you through a ship so it sinks. Or if you fire correctly you can knock many navy people into the ocean at one time." He says. "I really don't have a definite answer of why I shoot myselves out of a cannon. It was just a marvelous and wonderful idea that just popped into my head one day. It was actually intelligentally fun." He says with a grin. Looking at Zack. "Well I have shot myself a few times with richotting bullets. I took a canon ball to the gut that sent me flying over a ship and into an ocean. I am actually one hard to kill pirate and the best damn escape artist since my father was my teacher." He says with a smile. Listening to their conversation. He laughed a bit. "Awesome. The more the merrier." he says. Only he would know what the hell he meant by that. He looked at Zack. "The three muskateers are we." He says with a laugh. "This will be a wonderful time on land with friends like you two. Savy?" He said.<br/><br/>He looked at the door. Nodding his head. "Well that is quite the bother." he said. He was rummaging through his pockets. He opened his mouth. "Escaping is my middle name. Though..." He swings the gun around on his finger. "So is stealing from people when they are absolutely fascinatingly trained on the idiocy that is their goal of mind." He says. Pointing it at him like a pirate. "Wonderful piece of machinary. I will keep it since you all stole mine." He said. Sounding very crazy and watched them runn away. He was looking at Dagger now like what is he. "OH! Awesometastic!" He looked at them. "I am not quite human myself but never will reveal too much. Just know I'm a hard to kill guy." He picked up some keys he'd stolen. "I wonder what these are too..." He hands them over to whoever took them. "I stole these from the leader. Maybe it is one of those amazing land vessels?" He leads the way outside. Pressing the button and it reacted to a hot rod. "oooo......police hot rod. Lets take it! I'm steering!" He says. Dragging Zack and Dagger over to the car.