[Audio] ALL THE DRAMATICS! A cry for anarchy! This is war!

[fierybluebird]

Pirates of the world, RISE UP I say!

This world claims we do not belong here! The people of this world say we have no home, no place on these seas, in this world! I disagree! [Oh lord, Marco's going full steam here.] My world had no use for monsters like us either! My world made it a sin and a crime for some of us to even be born. Well, to hell with that, say I! ARE WE PIRATES OR ARE WE COWARDS?!

I FOR ONE, BEAR THE FLAG OF MY FATHER AND BROTHERS! LET US TAKE OVER THESE SEAS, AND CLAIM OUR PLACE IN A WORLD ONCE AND FOR ALL! LET US SHOW THE WORLD THAT WE WILL NOT BE DENIED OR IGNORED!

Let us show the world that this era is OURS!

[AND WITH THAT: he lets out a huge phoenix cry of victory.] SCRAAAAAAAWWWWWWWWWW!!!!

[We now return you to your daily journal entries of everything else completely different.]

Comments

[fierybluebird]

Long enough to stake my claim.

[crackpotcrocker]

[Crocker just pulls his mouth down, fair enough.]

LOOK! I'm not interested in taking your phoenix. Or genies or leprechauns or unicorns or whatever else!

Just - FAIRIES!

[fierybluebird]

I meant my claim on the world.

The phoenix isn't mine, he's a free creature.

[crackpotcrocker]

Why didn't you heck didn't you say that?

Oh, I thought you meant that phoenix was a pet like that - FAIRY! With England.

[fierybluebird]

I don't have pets.

[crackpotcrocker]

My mistake.

[There's a rather long pause.]

Awkward.

But why not? Pets are the best thing in the world to have!

[At least when you don't have people friends.]

... I wonder if they know I'm gone.

[fierybluebird]

You had a lot of pets in your world?

[crackpotcrocker]

Five hound dogs and a house full of spiders.

Always wanted a bird though for some reason, not sure exactly why but never found one injured outside.

[fierybluebird]

A house of spiders?

[crackpotcrocker]

That's just a plain silly question - Yes!

...They don't have anywhere else to go so I let them stay in the cracks in the floor, stairs and walls of the house. And let them crawl on me.


Mother doesn't like them but I don't give a HOOT what she thinks!

[fierybluebird]

That is seriously messed up, yoi.

[crackpotcrocker]

What is?

[fierybluebird]

Letting spiders live in your cracks and crawl over you.

Don't you know you could wind up eating a bunch of them in your sleep without even realizing it?!

[crackpotcrocker]

I wouldn't eat my friends!

[fierybluebird]

They crawl inside you. While you sleep!

It's not a choice!

[crackpotcrocker]

That's just plain and silly. They're the size of tarantulas! How would they fit in my mouth?

[fierybluebird]

[....]

[He doesn't know if that's less creepy or not...]

[So.]

You disconcert me.

[crackpotcrocker]

I don't expect most humans to understand.

[fierybluebird]

Did I say I was human?

[crackpotcrocker]

Well - no.

[Now that he thinks about it you could be something else.]

You could be something else I suppose but regardless, I know I'm creepy. [And crazy and he seems alright with this.]

[fierybluebird]

As long as you have no regrets.

[That's good, because Marco didn't actually mean it was a bad thing. Actually disconcerting Marco is a very very difficult skill that one should be proud of.]

[crackpotcrocker]

Not particularly. Keeps me from opening up to a lot of people.