First Song [text]

[secondsmarch]

[This one is keeping herself to just text due to... an inability to actually talk.]

I'm a new arrival, and I can't offer much.

[At least she's to the point. Red's done this before, somewhat. The difference is that this time there's people that can actually read her messages.]

But I need information.

[She's leaving it that unspecific for a reason.]

Comments

written:

[hostclubshadowking]

What information do you want?

text;

[secondsmarch]

I'm trying to understand what's happening.

[But it's not easy.]

text;

[hostclubshadowking]

You've been taken from the last place you knew by Davy Jones, who, apparently, is a ghost pirate captain here. We are, as far as we know, expected to find and reunite the shards of a red crystal. That may be the way to return home.

I'm sorry about your arrival here.

text;

[secondsmarch]

[Ghost pirate captain.

That's a new one for Red. His description of the situation, while pleasantly concise, still sounds pretty outlandish. But it's hard to argue with the fact that she's not even in Cloudbank anymore.]

Are there many others here?

text;

[hostclubshadowking]

A fair number. I don't have a specific count.

Some of them, like yourself, are newly arrived. Others have been here up to eleven months.

[voice]

[yatteyanyo]

Information about this place? What is expected of you? Something else?

text;

[secondsmarch]

As much as you'd be willing to tell me.

I've read the message at the fountain, and know what this book is for.

[yatteyanyo]

We can determine what I am willing to speak on based on what you are willing to ask.

I should, though, ask first if you've made yourself familiar with our one alley, suspicious as they may be, in this world. The Scurvey Dog.

[secondsmarch]

They wrote that message on the first page of that book. I didn't know what to think of it, so I asked here.

Do you know them?

[yatteyanyo]

I have never spoken at length with her, or her assistant. I mostly observe and read and listen to what she has said to others. She is our ally, to a degree, but not one I personally entirely trust. Especially since her reasoning for aiding us has never been clear, and she seems more than willing to abandon us for her own ambitions.

[Voice]

[fierybluebird]

Well, you know what they say.

Ask and you might actually receive.

text;

[secondsmarch]

Never a guarantee, is there.

[Red scribbles this out.]

How close is the stone to being completed?

Voice

[fierybluebird]

[Since Marco is still moving around and doesn't have time to write he uses voice again with a slight pause to try to figure it out and think it over.]

Extremely not. Not very much, not at all.

No one knows for sure how many pieces there are, but I'd guess closer to a thousand than a hundred, and less than five are found? And I think one got used up.

[Which suits Marco just fine, since adventures are all about the endless journey for him, not the destination.]

text;

[secondsmarch]

So much for some good news.

[fierybluebird]

Don't worry about it so much.

Whatever you're so eager to get back to will still be there when you're ready.

written;

[windofthephoenixtemple]

What kind of information would you be interested in?

text;

[secondsmarch]

This world I'm in...

What is it like?

text;

[windofthephoenixtemple]

What this world is like... Well it's not like it';s the best place n the world, like others it needs help and there are dangers which can be avoided to an extent. I mean you can't stay quiet from the Navy forever for example so in this world being with people who can fight is probably always a good thing.

text;

[secondsmarch]

I know a bit of fighting, but it's not much.

text;

[windofthephoenixtemple]

Then finding someone who can will be of bigger help if you don't know that much.

[voice]

[dragonbadfaith]

[Have a drawling, mildly sarcastic voice coming at you.]

Yes, don't we all.

text;

[secondsmarch]

[Have some... well written text?]

Well, I've suddenly found myself with more time than I know what to do with.

text;

[dragonbadfaith]

[Writing, hm? Well alright, if that's what she'd prefer. Draco picks up his quill, as well.]

It looks as though everyone has just repeated the same things to you several times over. As you can see, we've only learned so much in the several months now that we've been here.

text;

[secondsmarch]

Slow progress is better than none.

text;

[dragonbadfaith]

Perhaps, but I'm beginning to get impatient.