piratejournal | 002 [VOICE]

[Well, things are back to normal for this pirate, at least, and for the most part he's kept to his own, for the simple fact that he hasn't been able to properly express how much you lot have been doing it wrong.

This is more than pirate pride, alright? This is about an entire professional jargon that has quite obviously flew over the heads of all of you lot, and his ears, in his own opinion, are close to bleeding.

It doesn't help that he's been rolling his eyes since minute one, either.]

Alright, ye paper-skulled, dim-witted barmpots. Listen, and listen close, as I won't go repeating meself a second time except with lead shot.

I've no idea what that nonsense were that made ye all gibber like plonkers without brains between your ears, but I be here to let ye all know ye cocked it up something fierce. Never in me life 'ave I ever heard so much bilge spew from greenhorns at that rate of speed, and I've spent me fair share of time in Tortuga and New Orleans.

All of it were nonsense, and only about half made the slightest bit of sense. Honestly, ye'd think we were speaking two different tongues or some such, and you only bothered to learn half of it.

What gobs among ye were crying avast. Set yourself down, as you've only made yourself look a fool. Ye warn't speaking like pirates. Ye were mangling orders and doing it in the most half-arsed West Cun'ry accents I nary have 'eard in me life. Mister Cotton hisself do a better job, and he has no tongue.

Learn the difference between talking like you have brains and giving orders. From the sounds of it, ye have no idea what any of that means anyway, so spare those of us as have some know-how the pain of listening to you gurgle like a dying whale. Leave the talking like a man of the sea to those as know it, shut your gobs, and get back to pumping the bilge like most of ye need to be doing, as ye aren't fit to haul line or trim sails. Why the lot of you figured ye just had to share with the rest of us, I'll nary understand, nor do I particularly care.

So for future such nonsense, do us a solid and keep your traps shut.

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haha You're pretty mad, huh? But I don't think anyone could help it. It was a mystery voice.

The way to help it would be to keep their traps shut, aye?

Maybe but who cares what you want?

I'd watch me tone, were I you, lad.

If you were me you'd say whatever you wanted.

[because they're alike like that. Only the cool hat old guy did it his own way. Which was fine even if Luffy didn't like him much, he kind of liked him anyway]

How's your crew?

I suggest you ask them. I've no never mind to their affairs outside of the ship, do I.

I mean are they like your old crew? [if his voice sounds muffled it's only because he's resting the book on his face]

[And an unseen eye roll.]

Nay, me old crew were all faithful hands before the mast.

[he guessed that meant they knew how to sail. And were loyal, which was pretty good. It must be pretty hard to get used to new people who probably didn't know what they were doing much]

Do your best, cool hat old guy. And don't forget a compass.