Captain's Log 1

[fierybluebird]

[In blue ink there's a very flowing script from someone who clearly has no idea that this is public.]

Captains Log
Day 1 of being Captain

Teleported to strange island. Green fountain is the only clue, flying the nearby area didn't help figure out location. If it's in the New World, it's not one of Whitebeard's islands.

Surrounded by noisy idiots who are no help.

Still miss Pops.

- Marco

Comments

Written

[callmewhateveryuwant]

[What the hell? This wasn't in the journal last time he checked. Don't mind a simple reply back.]

Hello?

[Yes Yu, say hi to the possessed book called Marco.]

Written

[fierybluebird]

[After you know... FREAKING OUT and dropping the book, then throwing it at a a tree and picking it up again, Marco tentatively writes back.]

What the fuck?

[Eloquent.]

Written

[callmewhateveryuwant]

That's what I like to know.

[Linefacers.]

Written

[fierybluebird]

You first.

[Written]

[thetruehistorian]

[A smaller, tighter script shows up under the entry, in black ink.]

It seems your writings were somehow transferred to my journal. Can you also read this?

[Written]

[fierybluebird]

I can.

How strange.

[And embarrassing. Yup.] Do you mind if I ask who this is?

[Written]

[thetruehistorian]

My name is Robin. It seems we're from the same world. Though if this is your first day as Captain, we may not be from the same time.

[Written]

[fierybluebird]

Is that so?

[Quick thinking as he taps his quill to his cheek. Then more writing back.] What time are you from? I take it you're not of my crew? [He hopes. He'd hate to forget one of his own nakama, even if the Rainbow Mist was at play.]

Are you familiar with the Rainbow Mist? I don't remember flying or sailing it, but perhaps the green fog was related.

Text

[grandlineswag]

[Grand Line? Marco? Pops? It couldn't be. What are the sheer chances that of all the people on the Line, one of the old man's crew would end up here?

If only he could cover his own identity on these entries. Still, the knowing makes the game a bit more fun.]

Indeed. I've yet to see a single Log Pose to get my bearings.

Text

[fierybluebird]

No one uses Log Poses anymore unless they're headed backwards for some reason.

[Aka: NOOB. HE SCOFFS AT YOU.]

Re: Text

[grandlineswag]

Have the times changed that much? Unfortunate. You'll have to forgive me, it's so strange to come out of retirement and back to the ocean.

Though I suppose I'll have a whole new system to learn, now.

Re: Text

[fierybluebird]

Who is this? [Out of retirement? Shiki? No way. Shiki would have made his presence known in a big way earlier unless he was injured. But then Marco is out of clues. Unless, as Robin suggested, time was at play.]

Written

[hiken]

[Goddamn it, why was he so bad at writing?]

Marco? Hey! This is Ace!

Written 1/3

[fierybluebird]

[................................................]

Written 2/3

[fierybluebird]

[Robin said time was different. If he can trust whoever "Robin" is. Which he doesn't. Aside from which, half of Marco would like to write this all up to a fever dream.]

Written 3/3 I AM NOT SORRY (except that I am /sob)

[fierybluebird]

That isn't funny. Try to at least be a little creative in your attempts to mimic him, at least.

- Marco

[Yeah, he is just... going to figure out who is pretending to be Ace and kill them. They want to play dead hero? Let them see how funny it is then.]

Written

[hiken]

I'm not being funny!

This is really me, Ace!

Wait, are you really Marco or is this magic book screwing with me?

I'm gonna stop writing in it.

Starting now.

-Ace

Written

[fierybluebird]

Don't stop yet! If you're really Ace, then meet me back at the fountain!

[Win-win. If he wasn't Ace, Marco would drown him. Done.]

Written

[fabnguns]

You can fly? New World? Whitebeard's islands?

[Please excuse the confuse kitty, Marco.]

Written

[fierybluebird]

It's an expression. [No, it's not.]

The New World is the ocean I'm from, and Whitebeard's islands pertains to islands under my father's protection.

Re: Written

[fabnguns]

[He somehow doubts that but doesn't pursue it but instead he focuses on one. Single. Word.]

You are a pirate?! BADASS!

Re: Written

[fierybluebird]

I wasn't under the impression that it was so unique?

[Written]

[redcinemareel]

[In red ink, there's legible cursive as a reply.]

Flying, hmm?

I cannot help but agree about the noisy idiots. Their ears do more then frame their faces.

-Grell

[Written]

[fierybluebird]

Just an expression. [No, it's not.]

I'm beginning to doubt it. In this case, their ears seem to be merely decoration.

- Marco

[Written]

[redcinemareel]

Although it's rather farfetched to believe that, I'll give you the benefit of the doubt.

Yes, perhaps we should simply relieve them of their burden.

-Grell

[Although at this point, she can tell who he is by the blue ink. She's just signing her name just to be polite.]