[There's a scrabbling sound as the journal opens and Chandra's voice pipes up somewhat anxiously.]

Well, I figured out what that accident turned the chicken into. It's a drake, definitely a drake and not a dragon. And...uh...I'm not sure where it's gone off to. If anyone sees a four foot long flying lizard, let me know? He's probably just flown off to the Moon or something. All the same, let me know.

[And wouldn't you know it, she's right. Anyone out on the deck of the Moon today will find Chandra's reptilian troublemaker chasing a small bird, spouting out little balls of fire and trying to roast it. Or chasing mice down below, or very likely making a nest out of some spare coils of rope. Stopping it may be a good idea, because firebreathing critter on a wooden boat?]

[sitting on the inn roof at Empieza and he's decided himself a thing]

I wanna kiss as many people as I can. [doom!] But it's hard to figure out the rules! So if you wanna kiss someone then we should definitely meet up!

[and it's the perfect solution. Because if someone wants to kiss someone as much as he wants to kiss someone then they can just kiss and it's simple]

[People on their journals, or out on the Sun will find their ears assaulted by a shocked sounding gasp of surprise and the clatter of someone...or something falling to the deck. This is accompanied by the sound of a belch, and for nearby crewmates a sudden gout of flame shooting out over the water, a burst of blue light, a chicken's squawk, and a woman's shouting.]

No, dammit! Stop that! Get back here!!!

[There are more scrabbling sounds, claws on wood, and jets of flame before whatever it is is seemingly caught. There's a gentle cooing sound that follows, and a reptilian trill. And then whoever it is realizes the journal's open.]

Oh Eternities...

[A pause, and then Chandra's voice comes through.]

Right. So. I guess I screwed that up. Uh. So...that baby chicken I found in an egg isn't a baby chicken anymore. I think it might be a drake. Or a dragon, I dunno.

[There's another reptilian screech, and more shooshing sounds before Chandra returns, voice sounding a little sheepish.]

But I don't think he's changing back. So, uh...does anyone know what lizard...things eat?

[Mitsunari's voice may not be a familiar one as he uses the journal so infrequently. Today he's actually bothering with it because he's realized there's a practical, productive use he can get out of the darn thing. What is that, you ask?

He can spread propaganda for a dead guy!]

"Hideyoshi Toyotomi."

If you have never before heard this name--my lord's name--commit it to memory immediately. You are no longer allowed to claim ignorance of his existence.

Lord Hideyoshi was an exemplary person. A paragon! His noble ambition was to unify the Land of the Rising Sun once and for all! Though his life was cruelly extinguished by Ieyasu Tokugawa, I am speaking now to ensure that his memory persists.

When you hear that name, understand that it commands respect! Know it belonged to a man whose magnificence will never, in all of time, be matched by another!

...

And if you are aware of my lord's works and still choose not to acknowledge his greatness, know that your behavior is absolutely unconscionable!

[So! ...Any questions?]

[Chandra isn't much of one for using the journals at all. The whole...talking at a book thing...is kinda odd and writing isn't really her style. But some days are so freaking weird that you just gotta talk to people. And today? Well, it's definitely one of those sorts of days. Even for someone used to strange things just happening all around, waking up with a whole different set of parts ranks pretty high on the freak-o-meter.

Finding clothes is a pain, and he'll probably wind up raiding the laundry room just to find something that's even mildly appropriate. Sorry Thatch/Logan/Ace/Marco or whichever unfortunate person is now without pants, but there's a dire need for them here!

Eventually, a deep masculine voice comes through, patient and calm and completely unlike the highstrung, nearly psychotic Chandra from before.]

Voice

So. Curses. How long do they usually last? Because let me tell you I am having a hell of a time with this one. It's harmless, but inconvenient.

[He chuckles.]

But it is eye opening, that's for sure. So in the interest of opening a dialogue, tell me guys and girls...assuming you got...changed into the opposite gender for a little while what would you do? Also for you guys out there, what would you say are things a gal should experience that they might not...ordinarily...be able to. If...say...they'd been changed into a guy and were wanting to get the most out of an awkward experience?

[With that, Chandra'll shut the book and go out on deck to sit and wait. What a day. Ugh...]

((ooc: Chandra's been genderswapped for opposite day (Obviously!) and replies will come from craterizing))

Voice

[After a rather interesting run-in with a certain witch, Chandra decides that perhaps it's time to actually use the stupid book. Not that she'd have waited too terribly long, because hell, the idea of a magic notebook is actually somewhat intriguing.

When she speaks into the recorder, there's an odd bubbling sound, and her voice is modulated strangely at first.]

Right, so. I guess this thing works. If it doesn't then I'm talking at a book like a moron.


First of all, I'm new here. My name's Chandra and apparently I'm stuck here like the rest of you. That's...a pretty new experience for me, to be completely honest and I'm not sure how to take it. But then, what can you do.

With that in mind, I guess the normal thing to do seems to be finding some people to sail with and find this weird gem, and I guess that's the next order of business. I'm a Task Mage by trade, meaning that I do all sorts of odd jobs and I often do them with magic. Hire me on and you'll have artillery without compare. I've never found a ship, door, wall, or bad guy I can't take care of, or a mountain I can't craterize. [She pauses, laughing cheerily.] And my favorite way to destroy something is utterly, so...if you've got problems just point me at 'em and stand clear and they won't be problems anymore.

Also, I've been on a ship a few times, enough to know my way around but not enough to get into any real trouble...and if it's physical stuff you need done I'm pretty good for that too. And if I can't? One of my little buddies can take care of it. And if that's not enough, I'm also young, hot, and full of stories. Some of them not fit for children.

[She lets out a little cackle, and the modulation in her voice stops, her tone getting a little bit more serious too.]

Also, that witch that was talking about sending people home? That's a bust. Ignore her. She's just trying to steal energy or something. I destroyed the construct she's using, but I figure it'll be back later on tonight or tomorrow. Also, do yourself a favor and steer clear of the plaza for an hour or two.

Oh, and if you don't like talking over these journal things? I'll be at the bar.

Action:

[And as promised, she can be found at said bar, and never without a drink in hand.]