Since you lot of scalliwags were actually crazy enough to elect me as captain, the first order of business is a drinking and coloring contest. No, I'm not joking. All pictures will be judged by the wide audience network on the journals. They must be colorful, because everything is better with sparkles.

Second order is Thatch is in charge of booty patrol. No, not treasure. Booty.

Third is Sunshine gets to do whatever she wants. Promotion to Princess of Universe, yoi.

Fourth is whoever makes Ikki smile first -- genuine smile, not pushing his cheeks back which I don't recommend or he might bite you, gets a fifty dub reward.

Speaking of which, we are actually going to do something to make money now, now just sit around spending it all the damn time. I swear Ace and Pops go through gold like it's sake. You can all suggest anything you'd like, or blatantly refuse to do, but if the ideas aren't fun, I'll just take the booty patrol out and have them work it. [What the fuck does that mean? No. No. Don't ask.]

And lastly now that I have the journal's attention, [And to much surprise and irony, Marco's tone finally shifts out of his eternal damnable deadpan to something almost smooth and amused. This can't be good.] I'd like to speak with a certain gorgeous redhead and anyone else interested in pirate alliances between crews, eh?

[Oh and if you thought he was done? No. He submits the first coloring entry.... because of course he does.] ( Cut to spare your brain )

It has come to my attention that several crews have been losing members lately and I've noticed that many of the smaller crews that have formed haven't responded to my earlier call to action. My own crew has lost vital members and is now no longer large enough to easily sail a ship of the size we are currently traveling on. We either need new crew (which, ideally, should be drawn from those who are traveling with inadequate numbers already) or our crew needs to be absorbed into a larger one.

If any of the Howling Sabers wish to discuss this with me, you may do so here. I'm not available to discuss things in person at the moment.

As for the summit I've proposed, there is enough interest to move forward with it, so I have tentatively scheduled it for early December, before new arrivals appear. If there are any objections to this, voice them here. I am planning to hold the meeting on Breakneck Cay. It is an uninhabited island to the north of Isla Empieza and is notorious for being difficult to moor at. If you don't think your crew has the skill to land there, arrangements for your representatives can be made with other crews. If there are any further things that need to be planned for, again, this is the place to tell me so that it can be taken care of.

[It has been a while since red script has graced everyone's journals, hasn't it? Well, the drought is over, or is it?]

From hence forth, I'm swearing off men. Except Hawtrey. We're giving him time to lick his wounds before we come after him again. While he was a worthy adversary, we still want his head.

And maybe the occasional hottie. But they'll have to go through a rigorous body check.

[She does strike out that word a few times.]

Has anyone else decided to give up something?


-Captain Grell the Red

[These last few days, Keimi has done her best to keep composure. It isn't real, she keeps telling herself, yet she still feels the cold tug of iron around her neck, and her world remains silent, as if behind glass. When she isn't focusing on what's real, she swears she can feel herself submerged in the stale water of a fish bowl, back on the auction block. Her handwriting is shaky.]

What do

you do when your

past won't go away?

Dear magic diary that the entire world can read, so no, I shan't be writing down my innermost thoughts, you great dirty wanker,

I'm bored. I've exhausted my supply of spellbooks and I think if I see the words 'Defense', 'Dark' or 'Arts' again in the near future, I shall blast them straight from the page. Or hex the person's mouth shut who dared to say them in my presence.

I believe it might be time to check with Miss Margie again to see if she has anything more advanced available. Or at the very least, perhaps I should see about setting up a potions lab onboard. I'm dreadfully behind in that subject, which is utter bollocks considering it's the best one. I don't know that I'd be able to keep a readily available stash of supplies here, though. And probably working with potions on a wooden ship isn't the brightest idea.

Alas.

It's unfortunate that being able to Apparate isn't entirely useful in this world. I'm going to ask my mother to teach me anyway. It'll save me having to take a long trip from my quarters to the galley, in any case.

Potter disappeared again awhile back, I don't believe I mentioned it. Though none of you care, and you're right not to, because he's a tit.

Sasuke is gone now, too. And Itachi. I've no one to confuse with my chocolate frogs anymore.

Is that bloke with the dragon still here? I don't think I ever actually spoke to him, but Sasuke drew a picture of the dragon once. Even though it looked like a bug. Dragons in my world are generally quite vicious, so if that one is still here and hasn't yet set fire to the ship it's sailing on, that's really very interesting.

I'd like to see him.

- Draco Malfoy

P.S. Did anyone kill that Corpse King nutter?

[ Public ]

I hear tell some of you went to go meet with the Corpse King. I only pray you will not also meet with your deaths.

All I ask is that whoever meets that man spare him his life... for it is mine to take. -She knows she can't really force anyone to agree with that. He had, after all, insulted the honor of many by this point. But it was still important to her.-


[ Private to the Howling Sabers ]

I have recovered from my ordeal. The horns are gone, and my mood is no longer influenced. I... cannot apologize enough for what I did. I understand if you no longer wish me as the First Mate.

I will be in my quarters should anyone wish to speak with me.

[All in all? Rogue's not in a hurry.

She knows what day it is, and she's eager to go back, but she doesn't rush. There's nothing to pack since, well, she didn't have time to bring anything.

The only addition to her person is the card she has tucked away in her boot. Really, it's Gambit's own fault. Leaving her alone with his coat after giving her a present of a deck of cards without the Queen of Hearts.

Besides, it's his last resort. He won't miss the card from his deck.

About noon, she addresses the journal.]

[Private to the Spades:]

Hey y'all. Jus' wanted t' let y' know I'm coming h-- back.

["Home." She'd almost said "I'm coming home."

The Institute was barely "home," but that set of ships had become it quickly.

In a way? That's unsettling.]

Didn' wanna surprise anyone.

[Especially trigger-happy jackasses. Crocker.

Not more than a few minutes later, Rogue is back on the Sun, no worse for wear from her little excursion.

A few hours later (after catching up with her chores), she has her journal again.]

[Public:]

Those of y'all who use weapons -- what d'ya use? 'M lookin' to try t' pick up a few new things, an' I'm just curious.

[Speaking of which, after the evening meal, Rogue can be found on Little Dipper with a small sign attached to the mast.

Training - Do Not Touch

And, sure enough, she's stripped down on the upper layer to just her tanktop. She has a bo staff in her hand and... Well. Anyone who saw her training with Haruta when she first arrived?

The movements are far more fluid now, more precise, and much more dangerous. She knows very, very well how to use it now.]

[The handwriting looks like that of a small child, which is kind of embarrassing because he's eleven now and you'd think he was four or five from the way he writes.]

Is ther any way to lurn how to rite better? Vise sas hell teech me but Vise is stoopid an ideeat a fukking moron not a teecher. I need to lurn math to. It is very importent. I dont hav a teecher heer and if I dont study Ill get stoopid like Vise beehind.

It seems I only ever address the journals with bad news.

[A small sigh. It's to be expected, but he's growing tired of the revolving door that seems to be his crew.]

The Uchiha brothers, Sasuke and Itachi, seem to be gone. This time without explanation.

[Private to the Sabers]
As for this crew, we are low in numbers and in a bit of a bind now that we are, once again, in a shaky position of leadership. We have always maintained a casual air to our ranks, and that will not be changing for as long as it seems to work.

We do, however, need to discuss the matter of the Corpse King. He is showing his face again, this time with a growing armada, and I am sure many of you have revenge on the mind. Though I too would like to run my blade through his gut, we must keep our heads. This is not a time for reckless decision, and I will not toss you all onto the front lines against both him and the Navy, even if it means the slim chance of obtaining another shard.

Our absolute priority right now, I think, is keeping this crew afloat. I propose that we make way for Empieza for recruiting, as that time is coming up soon again.

I will be in my quarters, if you would like to speak with me in person.

[Open - Written]

[Unheard, the crinkle of a newspaper being folded and placed down beside the journal proceeded what was written across the page.]

Refreshing to see democracy in action. I am referring of course to the matter of the Bläckfisk elections. My son is always stomping about proclaiming the virtues of the people’s choice in government. I wonder what he will say now that those of Bläckfisk have done just that.

[With a bit of guidance, naturally.]

Fledging government and all, it is still a tumultuous time for those of Bläckfisk. I would recommend steering clear of the place until things settle. It is the island’s first proper election after all. There are bound to be a few rough patches as they find their way. Best your crews do not get mixed up in them. It would be a shame to hear you had lost a ship by sailing into port during an inopportune moment.

[Open to most but Locked from Elissa and her ‘ex-husband’]

At any point in your travels have you discovered a reputable jeweler? I am certain there are some around I just hadn’t cause to make note of them before. Though I suppose, in a pinch, some bit of plundered treasure might suffice if any of you have happened upon a ring and would be willing to part with it?

[Private to Triton’s Mistress]

To the crew of the Triton’s Mistress,

The business Elissa and I were distracted by has been concluded. Where might we catch up to you? Depending on how we travel, we may be passing by Isla Empieza on our return. Should you require anything we might be able to pick it up for you.

To those who've swapped bodies:

If this condition isn't permanent, you need to pay attention to your condition after you return to your body. If there are any differences in your mental capacity, memory, physical ability or regenerative ability, use this post to report what you've observed.



[He may be cut off from the ongoing research at home, but that doesn't mean he can't continue it here. The conditions that brought about the transfer of consciousness are completely different, but still something worth monitoring.]

-All that heard over the journal is a girly yet very masculine scream.-

GYAAAAAAAAAH!!!

-Ah, wait, wasn't that... Link's voice?-

[ action for crew ]

-The acting Captain has burst out of his quarters, pajamas and all, after not being seen most of the morning. After all, Tojiko had figured she'd take a moment for some much needed rest since her shift was later that day. She did not, of course, expect to be Link when she woke up. And all that entailed.-

What is the meaning of this?! What sorcery is at play!? Who is commanding the damn ship?!


[[ ooc note: I don't have space for Link icons on Tojiko's journal and didn't feel like making an alt, so use your imaginations. ]]

So how many of you were pirates before you arrived here?

Or will admit to being pirates?

How many were sailors at all? Air or water count.


[Private to Sinbad]

Hoy. Is that offer to join your crew still good?

To all those who have also been captured,

Now that there has been adequate time for the fallout from the race to finish, and it appears that more have been forced to join our numbers, I would like to extend invitations to join the crew Howling Sabers. The Sea Princess is their ship, but unfortunately, there are not enough crew aboard to keep it maintained. There is a definite need for a consistent chef, one that can focus only on preparing meals and who can create a variety of dishes to quality standards. We are also in need of anyone who can clean or help sail the ship. You do not have to know how to fight battles, as the current crew members already possess these abilities.

What can be offered in turn is protection, should it be needed. Among the crew, there is also an active desire to gain more shards. The crew will not simply sit back while others take these valuable and powerful shards. We already possess a few, unlike some other crews that may want more members.

In short, if you would like to get a head start in completing the ruby or simply need to find a ship to get off the island, then the Howling Sabers may accept you into their crew.

Narcissa Black

[Before writing, Narcissa has also placed a desire spell upon the page. Unfortunately, it wouldn't work so well with getting those who read the page to desire what was said on it. However, if your character is around Narcissa on the island, then your character might really desire Narcissa's journal instead. Feel free to reply from any character either through the journal or in action.]

[A whistle is the first thing to be heard over the journal.]

Interesting. It appears that this journal is magical in some way... [He is quiet for a moment, he had been here for at least a day now and he hadn't used this journal until then.]

I guess I should use it since it seems like everyone else is. I'm Fai D. Flourite and I'm a traveller of sorts. I guess like everyone else here I've been brought here to accomplish something. [Or he usually has to help with something. It isn't a world without them having to save it or help it in some way.]

From what I now know of, I'm suppose to find a crew of sorts and travel. [He gives a small pause as people who were currently walking past him were busy talking about various subjects could be heard.]

But I wouldn't know the first thing to do in this type of situation. I've never been a pirate before after all, so it certainly would be an experience... but I would rather have something more calming where I don't have to do too much work. [Yep, he's sticking to being as lazy as he can get away with.] But if there is nothing like that, I suppose I can help out here and there.

[He gives a small chuckle.]

One more thing, can anyone tell me all the unusual happenings, or the history of this world? It's something I tend to find interesting.