To Whomever May Be Reading This,

My name is Narcissa Black. I come from England, but I have found myself on an island called Isla Empieza. I was not brought here by choice and I do not know the person who has brought me here. The last I remember was falling asleep in my dorm at my school, where I should have been safe. My only assumption is that the newest headmaster has failed in his duties.

The island is inhabited, but the locals are not forthcoming about the details of my arrival. I am left with a means to defend myself, but there are barricades up so that I can not easily return home. There are also no traditional means of communication. The only hint to return home that I have been given is to find a 'wish granting ruby'. Apparently they think this is a game.

I woke to find this strange book in my possession and now I use it to inform you about this island and its practices. I intend to cast this book into the ocean so that it may find its way to the proper authorities. I ask that my family also be informed. If you are a mugg have never heard of the Black family, then return this book to any of the below addresses.

In the meantime, there are ships here. While they are mostly used to find the ruby, they are the only transportation available. I will board one and hope to find a way past these barricades. If not, then I may yet find my way back home through my travels of the ocean.

Send word through proper means if this book has reached someone who can do something about this, and may punishment be brought to those responsible.

Narcissa Black

[Under her signature are a few addresses, mostly in London. None are addresses to direct wizarding family homes, but more places like the Leaky Cauldron.]

[That morning, Hikaru has suddenly lost his journal. It may or may not be under Antoine's makeshift bed. So when it disappeared, Tamaki was finally able to use his own journal to talk to everyone.

The Captain of the Antoinette sounds oh so cheerful, yet he's trying to whisper through the journals. It's obvious he can't contain his excitement.]

It's Hikaru's birthday 3 days from now. 9th of June!

Everyone who knows him should greet him. Oh wait, EVERYONE SHOULD GREET HIM! We'll be docked in Isla Empieza that day!

Now, for the essentials. I need a wig. Preferably short and properly styled. It should be auburn in colour!

I need contact lenses. For those of you who are too unfortunate to know what those are: contact lenses are glass things you place on your eyes to give them a different colour. I need lenses which can give my gorgeous violet eyes an amber shade.

I also need a corset.

Can someone help me?

[He's waited long enough (not that he was waiting, per se) that the handwriting on this entry is dark and sharply-angled, as if written by someone very annoyed indeed.]

If any of you finds someone who belongs on my crew and isn't on my ship, you have full rein to throw them into the ocean.

Since yesterday was Mother's Day, I've been wondering how many of you are mothers? All family is important. At least, I think so. But mothers...

[Considering she has lost her mother, Haruhi feels a lot of things about the day.]

It's special, isn't it? Not that being a father is easy. [She knows that from watching her Dad struggle all of these years.] But it's not Father's Day.

So...

Tell me about your mothers. And if you are a mother, I hope you're close to your children. Nothing can replace that bond.

[Uh oh, getting too serious again.]

Anyway, I know it's a little late, but let's celebrate.

I want to apologize for my behavior at the beginning of the month. I was...well. It doesn't matter. [No, she doesn't want to go into details.] I can see I wasn't the only one.

That doesn't make me feel much better.

Anyway, I'm...normal again, so where can I help? [Being useful will make her feel better. Maybe? SHE DOESN'T KNOW ANYMORE.] Is everyone alright?

[Private to Tamaki.]

I can't catch your dog. [Meaning she can't get her clothes back.] It might be a lost cause, but it would be nice if I could put my clothes where they belong.

[i.e. in her closet or on her back.]

And...as for...some of things I said...

Forget it. Forget all of it.

[/]

What a lovely day! [There are drawings by that statement. A happy sun. Flowers. Yes. Drink it in.] This is the perfect day for a sundress, don't you think? I would really like to have one of my own.

[Says the girl who has been pretending to be a boy for all of the Host Club activities. Whoops.]

And make-up! I never get a chance to really dress up. All of my clothes are just so…masculine.

[All of this is wrapped up with a drawn sad face.]

[OOC: Forward dated to April 1st because my schedule is iffy and I have time to post now? If I need to wait, let me know?]

Dear...bugger it, not in the mood—

Potter seems to have pissed off back to our world, which is just typical. Always has to have things just handed to him because he's the bloody Boy Who Lived. I bet Dumbledore gave him the House Cup the second he walked into the Great Hall, too, just because he finally bothered to show up for classes halfway through the year. Probably gift-wrapped it, at that.

1000 points to the arseholes of Gryffindor because Potter's not stuck in some stupid bleeding pirate world anymore.

- Draco Malfoy

P.S. Help, my ship has been taken over by ninjas and one of them is wearing the most ghastly and horrid shade of orange and another has pink hair that I think actually might not be dyed or charmed. Why do I have to still be stuck with these nutters when Potter isn't????

There are four things I need. Information about this island and the quest that the poem on the fountain suggests, a ship, crew to man it, preferably people who are at the very least familiar with taking orders if not those with sea experience, and a good cup of tea. Perhaps with something a little stronger in it. While I cannot say I was looking forward the day of meetings I had scheduled, this was not the diversion I had in mind.

Kidnapped and left on a god forsaken Spanish island? The only way this could be worse would be if it were French. [This line is heavily crossed out.]

I think it best we start with where I can find some proper tea before we move onto further information.

-Arthur Kirkland

Ah-! I didn't mean to- Um, I- I suppose if I do this instead--

[The journal switches to written after that short, accidental audio message from a soft-spoken, yet obviously tired young woman. The text that follows is written after a few moments, though.]

My name is Hyuuga Hinata. I am looking for

If anyone out there is kind enough to give me directions, or perhaps a map, to this place, I will be very much grateful.

I need to go back to the place I came from to help a good friend in need.

Please.

Thank you and I apologize for the bother.

[Hinata ends her short message and keeps the journal close to her. She knows the name of this place, has gone through her fair share of freaking out before finally turning to her journal for help. She activates her Byakugan for the third time since getting here to search for clues but she can't keep using her bloodline like this. This is probably the last time she can with how low her chakra is right now.]

Hey book--or I guess people listening to the book?

... It's kinda weird talkin' to a book like this.

ANYWAYS, ahahah, I was just wonderin' when this prank is gonna be over? The whole thing about there not bein' any ramen stands around? I guess I could kinda see how that would be funny for like... five minutes, but it's really turned into somethin' cruel! So somebody just tell me where the damn ramen is, y'know?

PLEASEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE? I haven't ate in days...!

[And the option for action for the Charming Murderess or anybody walking along the docks really. There's a blond ninja in tattered clothing crawling on the pier looking pitiful.]

Hey everypony, human, bear, mermaid, alligator, annnnnd...new arrivals!

I'm still searching for Candy Mountain, but in the meantime, here's a question!

How many of you know somepony with the same name as you or your friends?!

Back home, nopony ever had the same name! Or maybe somepony else has my name in a faaaaarrr away land and I'd have to travel day and night, night and day, then some more days and nights to ever meet them! But it's really weird to know somepony else would have my name! I mean, if I'm named after one of my ancestors, then that's totally different!

Bring all your answers soon, guys! SEE YA!

[After getting over the initial freaking out at suddenly being dumped in some strange place without warning, wondering what happened, and eventually figuring out where she is and how the journal works and what it's for... Sakura writes in her journal.

This handwriting is a bit sloppy -- only because the writer is obviously in a hurry to get their thoughts out on paper.]

I'm looking for someone that fits this description:

Blond
Male
17 years old
Wears a lot of orange
Should have an open incision on his left side, around his serratus.

[A quick diagram of a body with an arrow pointing at his left side just under the arm.]

If anyone has seen someone like that, please contact me. It's a medical emergency and he needs urgent care.

-Haruno Sakura

[The most cheerful voice greets everyone early Tuesday morning(feb 11). His voice was charming as well.]

Ladies and Gentlemen, as was mentioned by Kyouya Ootori not too long ago, the Host Club has officially opened last February 7~!

[Dramatic pause.]

The Antoinette is currently docked at Isla Empieza to provide natives as well as fellow travelers a sense of what the Host Club is all about.

[A very dramatic pause.]

Our sole purpose is to ensure all guests are entertained and pleased regardless of your preference or background~! This offer is free of charge up to Valentine's day. Pastries, tea and coffee shall be provided as well.

To all the ladies, [He is winking although no one can see it.] I look forward to spending Valentines with you~!


[ooc: Log for the host club opening is here]

Dear magical journal thing that I'm feeling slightly more ambivalent towards as of late even though your pages are continuously filled with useless drivel that I can't be bothered to read,

I recently acquired a broom.

It's not as good as my Nimbus back home, but it'll do.

If anyone on my crew needs me — ha — check the skies.

- Draco Malfoy

P.S. I also purchased some chocolate frogs but one of them seems to have gone missing. Do feel free to alert me if you hear any out of place ribbits on board, but really, they've usually only got one decent jump in them so he can't have gone far.

[First, there is crying. Sounds of someone clearly distressed and obviously someone who has no idea what he's doing.]

Hello? [sniff.] Is anyone listening? [He - by the voice it is a he, albeit a very young he - is trying to keep it together long enough to talk. Even if it's just a little.]

H-has anyone seen a pink stuffed bunny? [He managed to keep it together long enough to ask that but the focus starts cracking shortly after.] I want my Usa-chan and I can't find him and I don't know where I am!

[For anyone out and about in the Town square there's going to be a very loudly crying person who is closer to eighteen than eight but you wouldn't be able to guess it from his looks. He's just sitting there rubbing his eyes and sniffing back sobs, either out of fear or sadness that he doesn't have his 'Usa-chan'. Either way - the kid is a wreck.]

[Voice]

Hello everyone~!!!! It has been a while.

I hope that everyone's settled once more. I also hope there weren't that many casualties on our part and wishing for Dog's speedy recovery. Stay safe~!!!

[Written]

[To the crew of Antoinette]:
Everyone, we have a meeting later. Please meet me in front of the Wardroom!

We have much to discuss. [Plus, he needs to show everyone the new Kotatsu.]

[Private: Kaoru, Hikaru, Karen and Kyouya. Dated: January 30]
February is so close! We have a meeting in the Wardroom tonight. After Haruhi has slept! Make sure no one tells Haruhi about it!