New blood? I am not sure how I feel about being referred to as such, especially given the situation.

Do I even want to know how I arrived here? The last thing I remember before waking up near this fountain was a bright flash of light. So that leaves me to believe that I am either unconscious somewhere and this is all a strange dream, or I am dead and this the some form of afterlife, or somehow I was taken from my world and brought here. At the point I am not sure which I would prefer as all are undesirable.

Asking about how to leave this place feels to be pointless. What I do like to know is more about this place, especially concerning that Scurvy Dog and Davy Jones. Any information would be appreciated.

[It's....a big blob of seemingly random squiggles. Some of the lines go right off the page, and probably onto the deck itself. It's hard drawing in small scale, okay?

On the ship of the Hazardous Materials Crew, the dragon sits and looks rather proud of himself, even if he's probably badly mushed the tip of the writing utensil currently clamped between his teeth.]

Oooh no.

[While the voice is faint, it's still very distinct in tone. Hiccup gets to see all of this firsthand.]

Bud, what's this?

[Toothless snorts lightly, looking no less gleeful at his artwork. IS IT NOT BEAUTIFUL HICCUP. PRAISE HIM.]

((OOC: Majority of journal responses will come from Hiccup with intermittent dragon garbles.))

Some happy news has come to my attention, so it seems a bit of celebration is in order. From now on, I'll be flying my own colors. When you see the nanatsu-katabami from now on, know that it is the mark of none other than the great Sea Devil of the West.



Any man or woman bold enough to wish to sail the seas under the greatest pirate who ever lived should know that this is the mark they should seek out!

[On board the Katabami, Motochika can be found painting the sails, humming cheerfully to himself with a big stupid grin on his face.]

-ally now? Scurvey Dog? You can't even spell your own name right. If this were any stupider, I'd be sure I was caught in some grand, moronic...joke?

[A pause. Huh. Seems to be recording him. How about that?]

Something convenient? What a surprise. I'd almost given up hope on anything being easy.

I understand this much. I've been brought to this backwater port town and am expected to acquire a ship, a crew, and set out on the search for some fairy tale. While I am sure that must sweep many off their feet and into the spirit of things, I am no so easily swayed. But I do have a single question about all of this.

Is this Davy Jones the one responsible for my being here? Because if so, my true quarry is obvious. Far more so whatever this poor excuse for poetry intends for me to seek out.

[It’s taken her a while to decide just what to say.]

I have some sad news from the Koumyou.

[The handwriting is slow and controlled as if Haruka is measuring her words before she puts pen to paper.]

Some of our crew has gone missing and I’m not sure what has become of them or if they will be returning. [Since Hajime had disappeared before and managed to reappear later it was always entirely possible that this was a temporary problem] If anyone has heard from Hajime Ichinose, Akechi Mitsuhide, or Chousokabe Motochika please let me know at your earliest convenience.

In the event... that they aren’t going to be found here or return I’d like to take a moment to reflect on what remarkable people they are.. and I wish them well wherever they may be now. Hajime-chan tried to keep all of our spirits up with her bubbly personality. She was a truly great friend, not just to the members of her crew but to everyone she met. I hope to see the tradition of the birthday list continuing in her absence. [Honestly Haruka felt a little obligated to keep it up in her crewmates stead. She admired Hajime for how much time she had devoted to others and hoped to emulate it now that she was more accustomed to being in this world]

So I’d like to pause for a moment to wish Itachi-san a Happy Birthday. [Another pause, noticing that the other June birthday was that of another girl who had recently left. She felt some tears welling up, but brushed them aside with the back of her hand.. reminding herself that if they left they’d probably gone home.. and everything was fine. Nevermind that some of her crewmates had expressed a desire not to go home before. Saying this outloud.. would have been impossible, so she kept to her script.]

Motchika-san.. Mitsuhide-san... will both be truly missed.

[It was getting to be too much so she tried to end it swiftly]

That’s all I have to say. I guess- for now.

( Private to Hachiken )

( Private to Gakupo )

This journal is amazing! I've never found anything like it before.

[A small clearing of the throat and an attempt to sound older, wiser beyond his years. He is not entirely successful.]

My name is Sinbad the Sailor. I'm not sure where I am, but that doesn't matter. The sea is calling my name, the wind is coaxing me to the sea and I am in need of your help to man a decent sized ship. I've got a lot of experience and I can navigate the seas like no one else. There is no safer vessel in which to travel.

I'm looking for people with big dreams, a thirst for adventure and a desire to have a lot of fun. It doesn't matter if I know where I am right now, there's a vast sea to explore and probably some other islands too. Think of all the creatures we can find and eat, sampling the delicacies from around the world!

Join me now, serve under the captain that will become the best King of the best kingdom in all the lands!

[There's a pause.]

Oh yeah. I have a first mate, his name is Ja'far. Don't mind him, he just likes to scream a lot because he's so small.

[written, public]

Who is left of that Welcome Committee, with Codi gone?

I'm on Empieza to fulfill my agreement, but if there's no point in maintaining it, there's no point in my playing my part.

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( private to Sabers )

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( private to Itachi )