[Rise takes a deep breath and lets it out slowly. She hasn't really done something like this in almost a year - not after she first dropped the "Risette" character in disgust - but she'd resolved to be comfortable with every part of herself, and that included the flirty idol persona. Besides, she needed to get Captain Motochika on the road so she could go find Senpai.]

[She opens her book and takes a deep breath again.]

Good afternoon, everybody! This is Rise again, speaking on behalf of Captain Motochika Chōsokabe - the pirate, not the samurai - and his crew! For just a few more hours we're recruiting sailors for a venture out of Isla Empieza to go and find those crystal shards.

"So's everybody," you say, and I guess that's true, but Captain Motochika (pirate) is a rarity among us, a genuinely experienced captain of the waves, with the skills of a sailor, warrior, and explorer that we need in a ship's captain in this strange place. How can you do better for a captain than an honest-to-goodness anchor-swinging pirate, hm~? I bet you can't.

Of course, on the opposite end of the crew, there's little old me, just a humble sixteen-year-old girl trying to make her way in the world. I don't have a lot of skills or experience outside of singing, acting, magical treasure-finding and monster-avoiding skills, and the knowledge of gourmet dishes that convinced the good Captain Motochika (pirate) to bring me on as the ship's cook, but I can guarantee I'll try my best! I'd especially like to join up with any experienced sailors who can show me the ropes - I'd be really appreciative, in fact~

So if you're a good sailor or fighter who wants to work with one of the most experienced captains among us, or would like to give a hand to a girl who's a little lost in return for good cooking and maybe a song and some help finding your heart's desire, please come meet us at the docks this evening. You can't miss us!

[She closes the book and sighs. At least she didn't have to wear a bikini for that.]

[ As a detective, Hattori is usually quite good at keeping track of important details, such as 'where he fell asleep last night.' He did not fall asleep last night next to a broken fountain in what appears to be some sort of theme park. Since there's no evidence of having been sleepwalking, nor any evidence of this being a bizarre elaborate prank by Kazuha or Kudo, only one conclusion can be reached. Someone brought him here, and that makes the Japanese teen annoyed.]

O-oiii!! Whoever ya are that kidnapped me, ya did it wrong! You're supposed ta keep your victims captive, not dump 'em in some crappy pirate-themed tourist trap! Come out here an' face justice!!

[ There's a pause while he thinks of a way to truly express his rage ]

AN' THE METER ON YER RHYME SUCKS, TOO!

[The voice that came over the journals is hushed, like he was trying to keep himself hidden from something or rather someone. Just as he was a free man thanks to Izanami's little outburst awhile back, some crazy shit had to happen and he was without any powers except for the dagger he bought when he first arrived.]

If anyone is going to be around the Port Chance area, you better stay away. There's zombies here.

[And near by, anyone can hear someone screaming followed by a puncturing noise. Yep, Yu done stab a zombie and pushed it away, trying to get the poor civilian away to safety. Best heed his warning.]

If you're already here, find cover and try to get to safety.

Greetings, hapless denizens of this odd world. I certainly hope that most of us are over the initial feelings of wonder, shock, and complete panic by now. Mostly because the majority of messages were inane and truly show that hardly anyone thinks outside the box.

[A pause before she giggles lightly.]

The pictures were brilliant, however! Aspiring artists are amongst us! Take heed~!

Moving on, this will be the first and last call for those joining my crew aboard the Golden Rapier. We will be leaving quite soon, and supplies are necessary for our travels, so we will need a headcount. For those with desirable skills yet are unfamiliar with what to expect should they consider joining our crew, they are as follows:

One must be unconcerned about seeing nor initiating bloodshed. Mercy is for the weak, and you'll not find much here amongst vibrant women such as we.

A sense of fashion will get you quite far.

Most of us like tea.

Speak ill of red, and you'll be choking on it.

If you believe you can handle at least this much, then introduce yourself. I'll not give my name to those who cannot deal with us. It would only be a waste of time.

Thank you for listening~!

[In blue ink there's a very flowing script from someone who clearly has no idea that this is public.]

Captains Log
Day 1 of being Captain

Teleported to strange island. Green fountain is the only clue, flying the nearby area didn't help figure out location. If it's in the New World, it's not one of Whitebeard's islands.

Surrounded by noisy idiots who are no help.

Still miss Pops.

- Marco