[sometime at night but too early for most people to go to bed. There are various bits of moaning and splashing sounds as he knocks zombies into the water]

Hey guys! That race thing is soon, right? So let's all go have fun! I bet there's gonna be a festival and a lot of food and stuff. This is nothing. If you're having problems with the zombies just try to take their arms off. If you die or someone else, that's okay, everyone comes back.

So forget about all that and let's just have a really big party when we go racing? Okay?

We're allies so we have to!

[and he continues whacking at zombies. Probably with their own limbs. Humming what might a familiar tune to some]

There has been so much chaos and death in these seas as of late.... So many voices and hearts went quiet...

[She goes to let out a long sigh before taking a deep breath and begins to sing.]

Um, thank you to everyone that made me so much money on Gamboller's Berth. It really helped me out.

[Whether you won it for her in the tournament, or she won it from you gambling. No hard feelings, k?]

I think I have enough money to start making clothes for everyone now. So, if anyone wants anything made, I can make it!

I just need a name... and a logo... and something to promote it... and... [Oh god, she's really not prepared at all!]

[Hello Spades, on this lovely morning, Leanne was minding her business heading to the galley to make breakfast for all of you when she spots a bubble and pops it. The result is now what could be a semi-familiar sight of an almost baby heron, now cowering under a table, letting out frighten chirps.]

Where is Momma? Where's my daddy? Where am I?

[Leann is currently giggling and letting out a few happy chirps at the news that Marco gave her.]

We are going to Serenes and the Straw Hats are coming too! My Lady Robin, if I may, I would like to speak to you

[A few more happy chirps.]

There is a festival I have been wanting to do and it would be more fun if more people can join us. I of course will do the cooking and most of the prep work. I will be looking forward to doing it with friends and family.

And Marco, I am gonna need to see you as well.

[And before she could close the journal she lets out a loud cry mixed with a squeak.] Something keeps on pinching me.

Listen up, citizens of the high seas...

This is Shiki the Golden Lion. I have only been in this world for a short time, but I have begun to notice some problems. This Davy Jones thinks he owns us. This Navy thinks they can lock us away. How is a pirate supposed to live free if we are under attack from both sides at once?

[There is a sound of metal on stone-- he's pacing as he delivers his speech.]

A summit. A coalition of the best and strongest in these seas, united under the banner of the Golden Lion. With a united force, we can wipe the navy dogs from the face of this world. With control of the seas, we will be free to do as we want.

[More metal sounds.]

So I call upon you all. Join me, and wrest control of the sea from those that seek our end.

Once I get some interest, I will announce a meeting place.

That is all.

[The first thing that Ikki does upon finding himself on Isla Empieza is to throw up. It may be due the feeling of being pulled back and forth through a diminute hole at the speed of light, or it may be due the way his brain is drained and then explodes with memories. It takes him a bit to clear his mind, to get a hold of his surroundings, the memories that had been taken and then returned.

As he recovers, he casts a glance around if only to confirm that this isn't his home. He was sent back only to be returned to this world right away. And that's not the worst part of it. The worst part is that he doesn't know how long has it been here. He remembers from others that months here could have been just a few hours for them back in their worlds, and he wouldn't put it past Davy Jones and Chronos to make it be centuries here while it was just a second for him.

The second thing that Ikki does upon returning is to open his journal and snarl at it.]

How fucking long has it been?!

[Even if that's the first thing that he asks, it's not really what he cares for the most.]

Are the Spades still active? [Do people even know them yet? If they vanished and enough time passed it's possible people wouldn't have heard of them.]

Is Selphie Tilmitt still here?!

[There is at first silence before a deep long sigh as she goes to sing a song. Never did she thought that she would sing that particular song. She pauses a moment after it i over before going to sing it again.... The first one being for Naesala and the second one was for her departed father figure, Zeff.]

For those who may know them.... Both Zeff and Naesala are anywhere to be seen.

[The journal emits at first the sounds of sobbing before Leanne goes to speak, her voice a little hoarse from crying.]

Judging by what I have been hearing, these birds have been given to us as 'gifts'. Has anyone listen past their songs?

[She goes to take a deep breath before just shutting the journal once more to go back to crying. Anyone can find her in her room on the Sun.]

[It was saddening..... To see more and more of her adoptive family to leave by either joining another crew or being sent home. Vyse..... Natsuno..... Now Chandra and Bolin are gone as well. It is slowly becoming more and more empty and she hated it.

She was standing on the deck of The Sun, allowing the wind to play with her hair as she just stares out into the vast ocean. She finally lets out a sigh and with the journal next to her, she goes to take a deep breath and sings. Singing for those who have gone home.... For those that have joined another crew. Pouring all of her well wishes for them into the song, praying that for those who are still here in this strange world, will understand her song for them.]

How many people want to go back to their own worlds? Especially during things like this.

My world often had storms in the New World like this, so I can't say this makes me homesick.

Then again, anyone who knows me well knows I don't intend to ever go back.

I hate when people tell me this isn't my world. I mentioned that at the start of this summer too, and that my world has no use for monsters like us, so why not go where I please? Maybe that's a side effect of being a bird. I'll go wherever I want. But then whose world is it if not mine? People born here? Who decides that? Clearly Davy Jones thinks otherwise, whether we're puppets and pawns or not.

Everything is too familiar lately. I hate it.

I need to speak to the Spades. It is very urgent that I do and I know it's hard to believe me but I am Leanne. I don't know how this happened but this must be the Goddess will for it to happen.

Please respond.

[Bepo hasn't looked at the journals at all right now. He doesn't know something has happened. When he woke up he panicked. He PANICKED, okay? At first he moved about, feeling COLD, and not even HAPPY about feeling cold.]

[And then he just PANICKED. On the Katabami one might hear Kodachi SCREAM. More girlish then every before. There might be some ruckus as a tiny young woman runs around from waking up and freaks out a bit. But once Bepo get's a hold of himself (if you can call it that) He finds her journal and .... freaks out more.]

Help me! Help me! Help me! Help me! Help me! Help me! Help me!!!! [all said at a REALLY fast pace]

I don't know where I am! I don't know what's going on! But I LOST all my FUR and I'm apparently a woman! I never knew! Oh no, oh no, oh, someone, help me!

[He--er, SHE sounds panicked, flustered, and hyper, as if this was the END OF THE WORLD kind of thing. She's now currently running fragile (everything as fragile) human fingers down his arms, frowning deeply, whispering more to himself then the book]

My fur! My wonderful fur! Where have you gone? Oh my gosh, this is human skin! WHY am I HUMAN!?

[Gasping sounds now. Like he's panicked and gasping for air. And for anyone on the Katabami, they could walk in on him ...er, HER holding her hair in both hands and pacing around frantic...]

[some time late on the 12th or maybe the thirteenth... His speech is kind of muffled at times and filled with chewing sounds.]

Yo.

I'm gonna be staying with Ace for a little while, but I'll come back soon.

[thinks]

And I think I'm forgetting a lot of stuff but I'll remember probably.

[chomp. chew chew chew]

This squid is pretty good!

[The journal only picks up the end of her song before she speaks up, her tone of voice a much more somber tone than her usual cheery tone.]

First off welcome to all of the new arrivals. My apologies that you have wound up here and my apologies again for not greeting you with a much warmer welcome.

[A very long sigh and a more passive tone.]

I must apologize to my crew but I would like to request a small break from my duties... I will just need some time to myself. [A brief pause.] My lord Bradly, might I be as bold as to request to hear more of your playing?

 *If she'd thought about it she would have put this anonymously, or written maybe. As it is, she's just a sad voice who wants someone to talk to. She sounds lost, her voice tight and choked*

First Aya... now Riku...and Kairi...

They're all gone. Just disappeared.

This is stupid! A couple days ago it was my birthday and Kairi had made me a friendship bracelet - and Riku.. Riku made me feel better about Aya disappearing.

There's no point... Everyone here is going home, somehow, someway. What's the point in loving people and caring about people if they just...disappear?

*Her breath hitches a moment before she gives a heavy sigh*

But I don't wanna... I don't wanna be a girl with no friends round here. I just - I wanna keep my friends. I want them to stay. But that's... so selfish...

At least Kairi and Riku have gone home together...

*Selphie sighs shakily again*

I just - don't wanna be left alone...

[there is absolutely no warning before a high-pitched, distressed, loud voice emerges from the journal.]

WHO. DID. THIS.

[well, she figured out the voice function... there is an aggressive sigh, then a groan that is dragged out as long as her lungs and throat permit.]

This is NOT Fiji! This is not Monaco, or Bermuda, or Dubai, or even TOKYO! I know well enough that WHATEVER THIS IS ISN'T HOME OR A VACATION SPOT AND WHOEVER BROUGHT ME HERE WITHOUT MY PERMISSION WILL BE SENT ON A HOUSHAKUJI SHIP TO ANTARCTICA AND LEFT TO DEFEND THEMSELVES FROM THE SUN ENTERING THROUGH THE ENORMOUS HOLE IN THE OZONE LAYER AND RABID PENGUINS!!!!!!

[there's another groan, and you can practically hear her pulling out her hair. yelling isn't going to help her-- screaming into a book isn't the same as tearing into a real person.]

Though, whoever helps me get home will be handsomely rewarded with as much money as they can carry to wherever they want. And I'll be grateful too! Don't think that I'm some unappreciative wretch. The sooner I get back to my room in Japan, the sooner everyone will be happy. I don't like that I've been KIDNAPPED! It's all fine and well in fiction but HOW DARE YOU DO THAT TO ME?!?! I'm ready to leave, no doubt about it! I saw a guy stab another guy. The first guy peed on him, so I mean it was a little deserved but I SHOULDN'T SEE ANYONE GET STABBED OR PEED ON OR SPIT LIKE FIFTEEN FEET!!! DOES NO ONE HERE KNOW MANNERS?!?!?!

[there's a soft sob, followed by squelch (possibly underfoot), then a shriek and rapid-fire swearing in japanese.]

Oh. My god. I do not know what I stepped in, but it was something AWFUL!!!! MY SHOE IS RUINED... This is terrible! Is this the commoner life? I can't handle this. Who has a private jet I can borrow? It's Renge Houshakuji. My family will pay yours back double, I promise!

Since we're going to be stopping for supplies, put in any special requests now while I can get the ingredients for it.

Also, Captain, we need to replace one of the water barrels. It's starting to show signs of rotting, and I'm not going to put anything the crew's gonna drink in it.