15 October 2013 @ 02:39 pm
Okay, everyone, listen listen! I've been doing some thinking lately and I realized that it would be a good idea to make a list of everyone's birthdays! We're all just getting to know each other and it's not something you think to ask about right away, but then you feel bad when you don't know! Maybe if I make a list here in the journal where everyone can see it, we can all keep track of it and wish each other happy birthday on our special days!

Here's the ones I know so far:

[Her handwriting is hurried and sketchy, but fairly neat.]

AUGUST
1 - Boris
8 - Akabayashi

SEPTEMBER
27 - Clementine

OCTOBER
3 - Madoka
8 - Zozo
10 Gin-san

NOVEMBER
13 - Henry
17 - Makoto
24 - Me!

DECEMBER
1 - Kay
3 - Cap'n Di-Stri
14 - Rei
29 - Trucy Wright! ♢

FEBRUARY
2 - Rin
12 - Ed
16 - Elissa

APRIL
??? - Mitsuhide
1 - Pinkie Pie, Usopp
7 - Harlock
17 - Winry

JUNE
1 - Rise
10 - Codi
30 - Haruka

JULY
16 - Selphie

[ooc: We'll just, um, handwave and say she's left proper space in each section.]
 
 
So, it's come to my attention that a lot of people think my panties are pretty weird. ... My magic panties, that is. [ As if to clarify, a doodle of a pair of bloomers pops up next to her words. ]

If you think that... well, just think of them as a foldable top-hat, okay? They're just another magic prop.

[ And the writing stops there.

If you're viewing this about half an hour later, a bunch of doodles start - hearts, diamonds and stars as well as doodles of some strange people with spiky hair pointing. They're nothing special, there's no breathtaking artistic talent, just the doodling ability of any bored high schooler. The first spiky haired stranger also ends up with a beanie on his head, covering his spikes. ]
 
 
06 October 2013 @ 05:21 pm
So this is how everyone's been communicating then?

Not to sound paranoid or anything but the last magically enchanted diary I wrote in that could write back tried to kill me so I'm just a bit skeptic.

But, I suppose this is as good a place as any to ask, where exactly am I?


 
 
06 October 2013 @ 06:10 pm
Dunno why I put up with ye bastards. Really I don't. Dog has a bluster of a cold this week so no lip or I'll send you to Davy Jones meownself. Bedamned allergies. Give me an island w'out ragweed and I'll gi' ye treasure higher than your grandmother.

Weather

Bedamned if I know. Can't see a thing with this cold, so full of snot I am. Sneezed out a goober as big as me arm, and there's truth to that. Had heard tales of a swarm 'o man eatin ladybirds comin' in from th' Eastern seas but that's likely a rumor. Ugh, me achin' head.

News

Navy is pissed. Yuezhong is up in arms. Zombies in Port Chance where there warn't zombies afore. Tis either Davy Jones or ye brats, and if he's stirrin' it's in a different way. Ye'll pay for it in one way or th' other. If he don't see to that, I will.

Good spot 'o news, Tardle Island be appearin' in the South West startin the week o' the 13th and'll be afloat 'til 'bout Wednesday 'o that week. If anyone be knowin' where a shard may be, it be them. But good luck gettin' it out o them.

More seamonsters be spotted. Kraken ate two of Silverleg's fleet and he only got three ships. Damn beasties.


Now it be time fer questions. Shepherd crew is banned due to the insufferable brat. Flynn Rider be off the hook fer now. I have limited patience so watch yerselves or suffer the consequences.

[and not too long later]

Shepherd Crew be banned til March at the earliest and are lookin' fer a life ban, much like Ganandorf has since he's obviously too good fer the likes 'o me.
 
 
03 October 2013 @ 04:40 pm
[ Madoka's voice comes over the journal singing!! ]

Happy birthday to me~! Happy birthday to me~!

Happy birthday [ ........ nope too shy to go on. She cuts herself off with giggles at and is almost audibly covering her face. She still sounds pretty pleased though; ] Ah, never mind, forget that! It's too embarrassing!

But, back when everyone was still at Isla Empieza, did anyone see somewhere that might have cake? Just a small one would be fine...
 
 
21 September 2013 @ 12:59 pm
Well. I feared the travel time would get dull, but yesterday turned out to be both educating and entertaining. It is so wonderful to see everyone having fun together! ♥

[Yes, Jade has been listening to all the journal posts. It has been very amusing.]

On a slightly more serious note, there is something I wanted to bring up. I doubt I'm the only one wondering about the logistics of our arrival here, which is why I'd like to ask... Have any of your respective worlds achieved this kind of large-scale transportation, whether through natural phenomena or technological advances? Anything that could allow a person to travel immense distances in an instance, or even transit between dimensions?

...And while I'm on the topic, I would be interested in any experiences with time displacement as well. It's not every day you get to compare notes with so many different scientific backgrounds.

That will be all for now. Carry on with your little pirate games, children~
 
 
19 September 2013 @ 11:49 pm

[Well, things are back to normal for this pirate, at least, and for the most part he's kept to his own, for the simple fact that he hasn't been able to properly express how much you lot have been doing it wrong.

This is more than pirate pride, alright? This is about an entire professional jargon that has quite obviously flew over the heads of all of you lot, and his ears, in his own opinion, are close to bleeding.

It doesn't help that he's been rolling his eyes since minute one, either.]


Alright, ye paper-skulled, dim-witted barmpots. Listen, and listen close, as I won't go repeating meself a second time except with lead shot.

I've no idea what that nonsense were that made ye all gibber like plonkers without brains between your ears, but I be here to let ye all know ye cocked it up something fierce. Never in me life 'ave I ever heard so much bilge spew from greenhorns at that rate of speed, and I've spent me fair share of time in Tortuga and New Orleans.

All of it were nonsense, and only about half made the slightest bit of sense. Honestly, ye'd think we were speaking two different tongues or some such, and you only bothered to learn half of it.

What gobs among ye were crying avast. Set yourself down, as you've only made yourself look a fool. Ye warn't speaking like pirates. Ye were mangling orders and doing it in the most half-arsed West Cun'ry accents I nary have 'eard in me life. Mister Cotton hisself do a better job, and he has no tongue.

Learn the difference between talking like you have brains and giving orders. From the sounds of it, ye have no idea what any of that means anyway, so spare those of us as have some know-how the pain of listening to you gurgle like a dying whale. Leave the talking like a man of the sea to those as know it, shut your gobs, and get back to pumping the bilge like most of ye need to be doing, as ye aren't fit to haul line or trim sails. Why the lot of you figured ye just had to share with the rest of us, I'll nary understand, nor do I particularly care.

So for future such nonsense, do us a solid and keep your traps shut.

 
 
Is everyone settling in? This is pretty exciting, isn't it? I've never been a pirate before! I was always the ninja.

Anyway!

I'm Trucy Wright, and I'll be your host for many magic shows in the future!

... Once I figure out how to be a magician and a pirate, anyway. Maybe I could make the ships disappear while we plunder booty and lead everyone to a safe escape. Or maybe I'll use my amazing skills to pull off a dazzling escape from a perilous situation!

But perhaps you should just come and check out my shows at the fountain instead.
 
 
14 September 2013 @ 09:12 pm
[The voice speaking seems...thoughtful, although people who have heard it before may wonder why, because the speaker has a tendency to be more upbeat than this.]

It's been a while since we got tossed into Ghost Pirate Land. While I'm up for some adventure and treasure hunting, I've been thinking. We've been pulled away from our homes and people we know, right? I wonder what they're doing right now, or if they'd even notice we're gone...

[Pause.]

I mean, if you take someone from wherever they were and keep them for about a week, people who know that someone are bound to notice that they're gone, right? It's logic! 

...

Then again, if they've got magic up their sleeve that gives us books like these and ghost pirates and all that, I bet they've got a way to patch that up, too. The question is, how?

Oh, by the way, for those who don't know me, I'm Kay Faraday. Just call me Kay. I hope that's 'kay with you! [The cheer returns to her voice as she chuckles at her little joke.]
 
 
14 September 2013 @ 02:16 am
It has been made known that I am from the past! At least, to most of you. Really, the clothing should have tipped me off, you guys have it really... really rough, whatever time it is you're from. Some of the things you wear hurt my eyes.

But, I do have an important question!

I'd love to know of important events-- favorably something closer to my time, but I won't be picky. It's nothing short of earnest curiosity! As someone presented with a rare opportunity, I'd like to take advantage of it. For history and the pursuit of knowledge!

[ And betting on the winning horse. And possibly writing a correct book of predictions to stash somewhere and secure his legacy, not that he's told anyone about that yet. ]
 
 
09 September 2013 @ 11:57 am
Isn't this a curious situation we've gotten ourselves into?

[The voice coming from the journal seems to belong to a young woman. Her voice is quiet and polite, though it does seem like there is a hint of something...more hiding just below the surface. Could it possibly be just your imagination? Maybe...]

Hmm. Well, perhaps "situation" isn't exactly the proper term I should be using. It's a bit like a game if you stop and think about it. There is an objective, a set of opponents to compete against; in this case each other, and a prize for those who are able to complete the objective. So far it would seem that the only thing this "game" is lacking is a set of rules. Though...I suppose it's rather fitting given the nature of our setting. Pirates weren't exactly known for their law-abiding nature.

[A light giggle follows her words, before she continues.]

Regardless, this is a game that is going to require a fair sum of adaptation. If we wish to go back home, or to make our lives comfy and cozy here, we must first accept our situation for what it is and adapt accordingly. Otherwise I'm afraid we won't be able to make any progress at all. And speaking of progress, that brings me to the point of this message: Crews! Specifically, I'm looking to build one.

I do realize many people are doing so, and I applaud their efforts, but even so I would prefer to put in the time and effort it would take to build my own crew as opposed to joining one. At this stage of the game I cannot afford to be too picky, but even so there are jobs that need filling. I need someone to cook, clean, perform manual labor, operate the ship, and entertain. So if I get one person per job that is five people. If you possess any of these skills, do let me know.

[A pause.]

...also, if "Hope's Peak Academy" means anything to you, please contact me immediately. Thank you for your time.