[text] - WELCOME MESSAGE

[maskedtyrant]

[Sometime at midnight, at the dawn of January 10th, new arrivals to Empieza (should they open their journals to the most recent page) will be greeted by friendly red letters that take up nearly half a page: ]

HELLO NEW ARRIVALS

[The rest is...honestly a lot less than Codi would have liked to write concerning this place, but there's only so much she can do with the more concerning new posts happening around them. If anyone has any questions, they can always ask.]

[In the meanwhile, she tries to be brief.]

You may be wondering where you are, or what you're doing here! The short of it is that you've been kidnapped by a pirate named Davy Jones, and the only way we know of to get out of here is to search for shards of a red gem known as the Piedra Roja, which are scattered around. Supposedly, if we put them together, we get a wish of some kind--and I don't know about you, but I think we would all like to leave.

Your first order of business should be to check your pockets. If you have any, you should find a good amount of local currency there; use it to buy a room at one of the local inns on Empieza, which is the island where you are, some food and clothes if you need them. At night, it would be a good idea to look for signs to the Blackwater Brig--the shopkeep, Miss Margie, is extremely helpful and has a lot of useful items up for purchase.

If you haven't run into them already, Captain Dave Strider and Leon will be around the island looking for new arrivals such as yourself. They are there to help you and make sure you stay safe. In roughly three days, you will see an entry from someone called Scurvey Dog. DO NOT ask her questions--she will not be helpful, especially if you ask her things that we can answer instead.

From there, I would normally suggest searching for a crew by writing in (or speaking at) this journal, but for the time being, DO NOT REPLY TO ANY SUSPICIOUS JOURNAL POSTS. There's something weird going on with a few people and we're still trying to sort that out. If you have questions, this is a safe place to ask them. Your safest course of action right now is to stay on Empieza until we find out what's going on.

Wind in your sails,

Dakota Perkins and the Welcome Committee

[And as this is technically signed by the group--by Codi's hand, of course--she expects them to jump on any questions that are missed by her watchful eye. It is a group effort, after all!]

Comments

[highseasmods]

Now, don't be silly. There is nothing wrong here, my dear.

[maskedtyrant]

The babbling teenage cook on my ship would beg to disagree. Who are you?

[highseasmods]

Just someone who cares for your welfare. It's such a dangerous sea. Why not come meet me, dear? Here where it's safe.

voice;

[gokai_red]

Lady, do you not listen to yourself?

written:

[oneofthelost]

[She can't help it. She really, really can't help it.]

Suspicious journal posts, huh? Like two things directed at us newcomers? Someone just waiting for you kind of looks suspicious, you know.

written:

[maskedtyrant]

True! You have no reason to trust me, apart from my friendly demeanor and general willingness to help. It's certainly more than you'll get from the Dog.

written

[espio]

You're a little late. I could have done with this last night.

Speaking of strange messages, though...

written

[maskedtyrant]

We do what we can! With all of those other strange messages to sift through, you of course understand the delay.

So what do you need to know?

Re: written

[espio]

What to do without a crew.

[text] - posted soon after the first

[maskedtyrant]

Addendum: APPROACH NO ONE. Go inside and lock yourself in.

Dave, Leon, if you're reading this, don't do anything stupid.

[text]

[dersite_dj]

man i really hope dave reads this

[text]

[maskedtyrant]

That means you too, Draco-Dave.

[text]

[hollywood_bro]

guys don't worry about me
i'm totally wary of salty sea witches
wouldn't touch her with a ten foot pole even if it was my dick.
i don't even want to go home
we should be worried about the new people
they might not realize how dangerous she is.

[Text]

[hearts_beat]

Last time I was here was... three months ago?

...did things get that bad since I was last here that we need this?

[Text]

[maskedtyrant]

I can't say they've gotten much better!

...You came back? From where?

[Text]

[hearts_beat]

Well, home. My home. Last thing I remember from here was getting caught in a storm. And people ruining questions. That I remember more than anything.

...I'm pretty sure the trolls of the ship I'm part of aren't here...

voice;

[gokai_red]

We have teenage girls threatening to kill people, Captains ready to break their crews' heads, and people just all around losing it.

Yes.

Yes it did.

Voice

[hearts_beat]

...the teenage girl part is the one that scares me. Got names that I can get so I know who to avoid?

[Hopefully, it's no one she knows...]

Voice

[bless_me_bagpipes]

[This entry seemed right up the clever old ducks alley. He did want to know more about this place, and the sooner he found the facts, the better. Unfortunately he did take issue with a few points...]

You're honesty advising people to rent rooms... herrrrre? Have you seen the rates those charlatans are asking for? Why- why it's outrageous!

[Leave it to Scrooge to try and save a buck wherever he could]

And another thing, lass, for those like my'self every journal entry is suspicious, especially those telling us what we should and shouldn't do.

[First Scurvey Dog, now this. He didn't know who to believe on what]

Voice

[maskedtyrant]

Well, unless you'd rather sleep on the floor somewhere, or you buy a ship, the taverns are really your best bet for right now! It's also the safest, seeing as there is now a crazy Witch hanging around who plans to do god-knows-what with anyone that engages her.

You don't have to trust me on this one, but at the very least you should probably be skeptical of the journal entries about killing people like us on the basis of suspicion. That is one thing I will not ask you to do.

Voice

[bless_me_bagpipes]

[Buy a ship- now isn't there an idea. .. But he's still not planning on staying long enough to put it to good use]

I'd rather camp out in the woods then give them one red cent.

[They've got such a racket going here]

..... She doesn't have a penchant for lucky dimes, does she?

[A witch.. just what he needs]

Blow me bagpipes! I should hope that everyone has enough sense to steer clear of entries of that nature. Doesn't this place have any law enforcement at all?

Written

[my_lost_heart]

[99% of this just went over Haruka's head. Before she knew it... she was scribbling a nonsensical string of words across the page]

........... wishes.... captains.. sails...

[It all sounded so bizarre, and fictional. She just needed a few minutes to collect herself]

Written

[maskedtyrant]

Is there anything you would like me to explain better? I'll take questions.

Written

[arcadiasailor]

It's more like don't talk back to Scurvy Dog. Very few seem to have the talent to get on her good side. [Harlock is very clearly on her shit list.]

You have a point about people asking things others could easily answer or when they can't pick up Dog's explained something to the best of her ability.

And an important one is don't ask where the shards are they'll surface on their own

Written

[maskedtyrant]

[Him and Codi both. She tried!]

Absolutely--I think several people have already asked her that, and she's never had an answer, even for the people she tolerates.

What's your name, by the way?