Entry 001 - Written

[breakfastmetaphors]

[At first he'd thought he was dazed and hallucinating from the crash, but he's learned to assess his physical condition quite accurately and, as impossible as it seems, he seems to be quite whole and well. Just not where he was. As fanciful and strange as it seems, the simplest thing to do is accept as a fact that he's somehow been pulled into some sort of alternate world and work from there.

The entries in the journal purporting to explain the situation to newcomers are lacking in much of the necessary information he needs to move forward. On top of that, there is the strange voice offering home when it outright contradicts one of the welcome posts, a post that itself says not to respond to posts that seem anomalous. There's not enough in the book yet for him to judge whether that voice is an anomaly or not, but the shocked reactions suggest it is.

Therefore, he decides that the wisest course of action is to follow the welcome post's advice and find lodging, then to write an entry in the book himself.]

I am one of the "new arrivals." Given the situation, what I require is a position on an established crew and further information about this world and my place in it. I can offer the following skills at the following levels:

- close combat (hand to hand, knives, improvised weapons): A
- ranged combat (firearms): A
- handling of explosives: A
- situational awareness: A
- wilderness survival: A
- assessment and management of personnel: A
- strategy and tactics: A

Further clarification available on request.

L11

[It is, in fact, only a small cross section of what he is capable of, and simplified at that, but it's better to withhold some information, considering he's unsure who exactly will be reading what he writes.]

Comments

[breakfastmetaphors]

I see. And what ship do you sail on?

[Seeing as no offers have come in, he might as well start getting an idea of crew rosters this way.]

[bravelittlehero]

It's called the Koumyou. It's one of those strange Japanese names.

[breakfastmetaphors]

Tell me about your crew. Are they skilled sailors? Can they fight?

[It's hard to pick his words so that a child will understand.]

[bravelittlehero]

Our crew is kind of mixed. We're doing fine on sailing, we haven't had any problems. I think almost everyone can fight. My new sister Hajime is a super hero!

[breakfastmetaphors]

A super hero?

[So far, that's the only thing that stands out. It's hard to evaluate the crew based on the words of a child, but it's not ranking high on his list at the moment.]

[bravelittlehero]

Yep she told me!

[breakfastmetaphors]

You've seen no proof of this?

[bravelittlehero]

No, but I didn't ask her. Why would she lie to me?

[breakfastmetaphors]

[So many reasons.]

I would assume you'd want some sort of verification.

[bravelittlehero]

Not really. I met her when we were on the other ship, but because everyone disappeared, we came to this ship. She's been teaching me how to sew things. She's good!

[breakfastmetaphors]

Everyone disappeared? How?

[The more he can learn about how this place works, the better.]

[bravelittlehero]

I don't know, it was just like we woke up and they were gone. Home maybe!

[breakfastmetaphors]

So whatever brings us here can send us back as well? Did they act differently from people who stayed? Were their goals different?

[bravelittlehero]

I don't think so, they just disappeared.

[breakfastmetaphors]

[He'll have to talk to an adult about this later.]

Do you know anyone who might know more about this place and how it works?

[bravelittlehero]

I don't think anyone knows that. Everyone's looking for shards to a gem and if we get the gem we can make a wish.

[breakfastmetaphors]

[There had been something about that in the welcome message.]

How close is the gem to being complete?

[bravelittlehero]

I think we've only found one shard so far.

[So, not at all.]

[breakfastmetaphors]

Out of how many? And how long has this process been going on?

[bravelittlehero]

Well, I've been here for two months maybe? We don't know how many shards, no one ever said. I don't know how long other people have been here, Hajime was here before me!

[breakfastmetaphors]

Perhaps I will have to talk to Hajime, then.