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Marco the Phoenix
09 January 2014 @ 01:06 am
[Voice]  
All Spades, Straw Hats, and those invited, we need a full crew meeting immediately, off the ships.

To all other crews, my name is Marco. Do not touch a certain fireball named Ace. If you can avoid him, please do, but consider him extremely temperamental and volatile. That is not a challenge, it's a warning. He's not in his usual state of mind, and if confronted, he will try to kill you. And if you lay a hand on my baby brother, I'll kill you. So just leave him alone, and if you need help dealing with him, contact me here.

Are any other crew's members acting out of sorts?
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Hachiken Yugo
09 January 2014 @ 01:50 am
[Voice]  
[Thump. Thump. Thump. The sound of someone's head hitting the wall of their room as they rock back and forth. Hachiken is murmuring, softly.]

I want it.

[Thump.]

I'm tired. I just want to sleep.

[Thump. Thump. A strangled little wail escapes this time.]

Not that!

[Thump. Thump. Thump. All the noise stops. His voice sounds rough, tired, and there's an off quality about it. Almost as though the kindness isn't quite kindness, and he's finally speaking up as though it was his intent all along.]

It sounds like things are getting pretty dangerous out there. If you could give us an idea of where to avoid to avoid that danger, we'd really appreciate it!
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Grell Sutcliff
09 January 2014 @ 06:25 am
☠Thirteenth Reel: Descent into Madness [VOICE]  
[There is the sudden sound of a large quantity of wood breaking after a large impact, then the sound of water breaking as they fall into the sea. For anyone still at Aeolipile Isle, Grell is at the docks, causing a ruckous as she deals with something unknown.

The waves break without interruption for a few moments before there is a dark laugh, growing in volume.]

I EXPECT TO BE PAID IN FULL! [Her laughter continues before she notices her journal is open on the floor and shuts it.]
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Sora
09 January 2014 @ 02:32 pm
[Voice]  
[Sora doesn't sound like himself. His voice makes it clear just how tired he is. He's not sleeping. Riku has probably noticed him pacing and wandering off on his own, a lot, by this point.

Heck, everyone has probably noticed him staring off into space and seeming just...out of sorts.

He even snapped at the captain, okay.

Sora is not being Sora. He hasn't smiled or given any words of encouragement. He's not eating, by this point. He's giving one-word responses. He's muttering things under his breath.

Yeah. Have fun with that, guys.

So, yeah. Today, he got so frustrated he threw the journal at the wall (Sora, it's not the journal's fault), and shouted a--]

Just shut up, already!
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Alex Tate
09 January 2014 @ 06:05 pm
- 001 - written, action on Isla Empieza  
[written:]

Four possibilities:
new kind of nightmare
illusion
psychotic break with extreme delusions/hallucinations
reality

All of these are extremely possible. Three of them, I can't do anything about. So, I'm going to assume all of this is actually real. If it's not, well, then I'm either dead anyway or safely strapped down to a bed and on meds.

So. My name is Alex. I'm from Rhode Island.

Read the little welcome message from "Scurvey Dog" and looked at the fountain with its poem or whatever.

I know jackshit about sailing, but I'm pretty good at archery, learning swordfighting, and I can definitely pull my own weight with physical labor. So. Yeah.


[Action:

Alex can mostly be found milling around near Backwater Brig and a few inns, checking prices.

She really is as calm as she sounds, though she's a curious creature, peeking into different places. She can be caught around most parts of the town at some point in the day. After the sun sets, good luck finding her. Though she'll be answering the journal throughout the night.]
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Dakota Perkins
09 January 2014 @ 07:42 pm
[text] - WELCOME MESSAGE  
[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!]
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Selphie Tilmitt
09 January 2014 @ 08:08 pm
[accidental voice! oops!]  

Hmm, no, not you. You'd be far too bubbly!

...toilet cleaner? No - that smells too weird...

Laundry detergent. Yes, that'll be perfect!

Are you kidding? That's just stupid. The worst idea you've had.

*No, this isn't a conversation that's being broadcast, but the same voice, just one seems more bitter, more aggravated, than the first*

Okay, okay. Whatever...

Aha! This is perfect! Extra, extra strong bleach. 

Really? Is that the best you've got?

Alright, so it's not dynamite, but it'll work. Do not use in an enclosed space. Do not use near a naked flame. Huh, sounds pretty powerful to me!

Ha!

Ooh! Look! An axe! 

It's blunt! Don't be ridiculous! What good is a blunt axe?

But I can get it sharpened... Make it useful...

*There's a loud thud as something heavy hits the journal. There's a long pause, then some laughter*

Oops! This wasn't supposed to be open!

You stupid, useless -

*Whatever profanity that was about to follow is cut short, and there ends that post. Nothing to hear here, just someone making an inventory of the cleaning products on their ship*
 

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Bepo
09 January 2014 @ 08:28 pm
[Voice - Action to those around]  
[the sound of a low, long deep whine could be heard. It's been a little while since the woman's voice came out of his journal and he promptly ignored it after a while. But now he was somewhere near water (you can hear it splashing around) as he talks.]

This doesn't smell like home. I thought I got left behind, but this doesn't smell right. The sea doesn't feel the same. Where is everyone? Captain? My idiot crew? Jean Bart even! Nothing is right. [it's a cast call, sure, but he was asleep at the time he was with them all last and now he's not... there. It's weird.]

[he tapped the journal on the dock he was sitting on, talking to it.] Where is everyone! [his paws went high above his head as he yelled that last part, falling backwards on the deck. SO all you hear is a thunk.]

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[Action: For anyone around, they might have seen a bear in a orange jump suit just yell out into the world and flop back on the deck. Don't mind him, he's just feeling left behind and lost. Maybe he should have read this stupid note in this stupid journal.]
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High Seas Mods
09 January 2014 @ 08:54 pm
voice  
[now here is a familiar voice. Where have you heard it before? Where, o where, have you felt it. Those who are under her spell may not respond and will not want to but others, well, she will have her way yet]

Oh, la!

New faces. Beautiful faces, all. Here in a strange land, all alone. Well don't worry. Hush, my dears, and meet me by the fountain on the jeweled isle. I will give you what you crave most...

Home...
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Kyouya Otori
09 January 2014 @ 09:14 pm
[ 014 ] written  
[Will anyone listen to him? Probably not. But Kyouya has to try. He's exhausted, but he's heard the chatter over the journals. Another eventful set of arrivals, it seems.]

Newcomers:

Do not go to the fountain. Those of us who have already been here have been warned about the woman addressing you, so allow me to pass on the warning. You are not to engage her.

To those already present:

I am repeating the warning we have. Even if you do not approve of the source, it has not led us astray before when there was something to beware of. Please heed the warning and do not engage.

[...And unlike his usual form, he does not sign this.

Just in case.]
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Naesala
09 January 2014 @ 10:05 pm
01 ~ voice  
[Right, so. Instead of actually reading or paying attention to anything in or coming out of the journal, Naesala's just flipped through the pages. And ignored. Because he's either hit his head or is dead already - he isn't sure which - and talking to anyone over this magical tome was not a priority, as intriguing as it may be. Especially not if he's hallucinating. And if he's in hell, he might as well get his bearings first. There'll be plenty of time to mingle with the other hellspawn via magic books later.

He's perched in a tree on the island, concealing himself in the shade. The fountain and anyone around it are nearby, sure, but he's not going to be the first one to initiate contact. The journal's open beside him on a branch, being largely ignored while he thinks to himself. Out loud, apparently.]
 
This must be my punishment. Spend an eternity in this beorc hell with nothing but frustration as my companion. Fantastic.


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[STC] Espio the Chameleon
09 January 2014 @ 10:48 pm
[text]  
[Espio has been wandering around Isla Empieza cluelessly, giving the locals dirty looks for giving him dirty looks, trying to fathom out what is going on and, more importantly, what to do about it. As someone familiar with a more... modern (if surreal) environment, this location is kind of weird. It feels straight out of a movie or something.

He found the fountain, but the message there made the same amount of sense as the message left by Scurvey Dog in the journal he'd felt so compelled to pick up and carry around with him.

It was a while before he'd opened it again, and found new messages written inside. Strange...

It was a while longer before he decided to experiment.]

If I write here, will the message reach anyone?

If so, who is it?

Can you tell me what I'm supposed to do on this rock?

EtC
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Iron Tager
09 January 2014 @ 11:07 pm
First GIANT - A Joint Post (Action + Voice)  
[Waking up when he have no recollection of falling asleep was the first thing that told Tager something was wrong. The second was when his eyes opened...there was a book on his face. Strange. Even stranger was that it didn't appear to be any sort of novel. No...more like...a journal?

Raising one large hand to his face, he picks up the book and lifts it off his face. Getting up will take him a few seconds, but eventually he's up and glancing around his surroundings. A brief look confirms his suspicions. The place is empty, save for an old fountain and what appears to be a cobblestone path leading away from his current position. He glances down at the journal in his hand for a few seconds before opening it up to read the contents. It was a bit old fashioned, but maybe it could give him some sort of explanation as to what was going on...? Worth a shot.]

Isla Empieza? Strange, there doesn't seem to be any mention of "Isla Empieza" located within my database. I better get a hold of Kokonoe and find out just what the hell is going on...

[Not knowing that his words are being broadcast over the journal, as the book is still open, Tager pulls out his cell phone...only to try and fail to contact his superior.]

...no signal. Damn. Guess I better-

Hiya, big guy! Who are you talking to, meow?

[Another new arrival suddenly leaps up, and perches on Tager's shoulder. It's a familiar voice, to him at least. She seems to be a lot less concerned about her displacement... ]

What?!

[Tager's neck automatically snaps toward Tao's direction. His brows raise in surprise...not that anyone aside from Tao can see it.]

How did you manage to sneak up on me? My sensors didn't detect anyone nearby. Don't tell me they're on the fritz...

Censors? Fritts? Is that tasty? Do you have food on you that you're not telling Tao about, meow?

[ Tao sounds a little more mischievous this time. If you're holding out on her, Tager... ]

No, saying something is on the fritz means that something isn't working. That it's broken-

[He pauses for a second. Eventually he sighs. Normally he'd continue on with his mission and stop her if she interfered, but...it would seem for the moment that he didn't HAVE a mission...aside from finding out more information. And it seemed this girl was just as lost he was.

...though to be fair she always seemed a bit lost.]

...nevermind. Come on, we need to find out why we were brought here.

[...]

...and perhaps we can find some food along the way.

[Nailed it.]

((OOC: Red text is Tager and black text is Tao! They'll be traveling together actionwise, so chances are you won't find one without the other. Journalwise is a bit different, however! Just let us know if you want Tao, Tager, or both and we'll respond as requested. If both, as a head's up it'll be a 3-way conversation.))
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L-Elf
09 January 2014 @ 11:25 pm
Entry 001 - Written  
[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.]
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