INTRO LOG: APRIL 2014

[highseasmods]

WELCOME NEW CHARACTERS!
Have an intro log for the month of April!

Who: Any and all new characters, as well as anyone hanging out on or around Isla Empieza!
Where: Near the fountain in the town center.
When: New characters will arrive around April 9th! The log is good for as long as you need it.
What: You've just been dropped on your head in a weird new world. Time to figure out what the heck is going on!
Status: VERY OPEN.

The day begins gray and drizzly, the miserable sort of rain that just makes everything muddy and unpleasant. Just the luck of the locals of Isla Empieza that these April showers bring more outsiders instead of May flowers. As the day goes by, the rain gets heavier and the locals get surlier. Lucky for you you have that message in your journals telling you to get moving and find a crew, huh?

Feel free to throw your characters here if you need a place for them to get situated and start figuring things out! Start new threads, tag into others, meet the people who might just become part of your crew! Older characters will be in and out, too, depending who is on the island at the current time.

HAVE FUN! And welcome to High Seas!

Comments

[chore_boy]

Oh. [It was still weird to think of it that way. The sea looked the same. Islands looked the same. They were only new places with different names. Somehow, it felt like he was at home even if he wasn't.]

I can't say for certain, but a number of the Whitebeard Commanders and Strawhat Pirates are present. There's Ace D. Portgas, Luffy D. Monkey, Marco the Phoenix, Roronoa Zoro, Black Leg Sanji, Nico Robin, Fourth Division Whitebeards' Commander Thatch, Eighth Division Whitbeards' Commander Namur and former pirate, 'Red Leg Zeff'. [There were a bunch he didn't mention because either they weren't quite pirates or he didn't really know who the hell they were... Sorry Keimi, Brook and Bepo...]

[alwaysgrumpy]

Maybe. I'm not an astro-physicist, but I have seen a lot of movies and I try to stay educated on a lot of things. Davy Jones yanks us in from all over the place. There are people here with crazy powers, people here who aren't even close to human, you name it. I can tell just from the star formations that this sure as Hell isn't Earth.

Nothin', really. I was just curious.

Re: Local Inn

[arcadiasailor]

[Standing all day waiting for people to randomly appear was boring and wet.He just wants to get inside and get something to eat preferably hot. He's not in the mood to have to squeeze past the half dressed woman blocking the doorway.]

You're either in or out lady.

[myfayevalentine]

Huh. And it sure doesn't look like any planet or moon I've been to.

*And she's travelled through the solar system a few times*

When it comes to meeting a beautiful woman, you should keep your curiosity to yourself. Least the first time you meet. We've got to have some mystery to keep us exciting, right?

[myfayevalentine]

*That's a shame, because Faye makes herself more of block, rather than moving out the way, moving herself closer to him*

So what's it gonna be, sailor? Will we go inside?

[alwaysgrumpy]

I was originally wary that I might not be able to use the moon here, but I've since managed to prove that fear unwarranted. Good thing, too. You'll need every bit of offensive power you can muster once you see the rough side of this place.

I prefer to stay out of that, entirely. Relationships with people are troublesome.

[myfayevalentine]

Oh, I don't need to worry about any moon for my offensive power.

*And she taps very vaguely at the holster on her thigh. She grins at him though and gives a playful nudge*

Aww, get the kid. I didn't say anything about any 'relationships'. But hey, you're only young.

[alwaysgrumpy]

That's fine for normal humans, but these islands can have much more dangerous things on 'em. I'm not even sure what's lurkin' in the waters.

[That always digs at him.]

I am not a kid! I...

[Patience. Patience, Akira. Maintain a level head. You're the cool, aloof loner archetype, remember.]

Anyway, I'm gonna' go. Enjoy the rest of your meal. Just remember to get on the ocean as soon as you can, okay?

April 9th-12th

[awhitecrow]

[9th

On the ninth of April, Jonathan Hollom finds himself standing in front of a fountain. He finds himself standing in front of a fountain. Alive. On land. In the middle of a town.

There are so many things wrong with that. So, so many.

How he finds himself in an alley, tucked away from everyone... He's not really sure. But when he's stopped hyperventilating and his stomach is no longer doubling in on itself, he manages to think and act.

He gets rid of his blue coat immediately. If he's picked out as someone connected with the Navy, he will be questioned about his ship. If he's known for a deserter, he'll hang. Which is somehow something he wants to avoid. He's not thinking clearly enough to wonder if that might be best.

It's then that he finds two things -- coins in his pocket and a book. A book with a strange letter on the first page. No one's around, so... he takes it before heading out into the town to... try and figure out where he is.]


[10th-12th

Jonathan Hollom has changed his entire wardrobe. He looks like a civilian now. His white woolen trousers have been changed for brown, and he has a brown waistcoat and brown coat.

He's read the journal more than a few times and had a few questions answered, and, so far, he's been tolerated by an innkeeper, especially since he offered to work for his room and board. Cooking and serving guests comes easily, the latter especially encouraged by his very temporary employer in order to get him out and off the island. But, for now, he's not being shoved out the door, at least.

Evenings, he's found in the inn's dining area, clearing tables or running food and drink. During the day, he wanders the streets, occasionally daring to slip down to the shipyard to look at the docked vessels.

It's inevitable, and he knows it, but that doesn't mean he has to be in a hurry.]

[myfayevalentine]

*Faye nods her head ever so slightly at his warning - she's quite sure that she can cope, but it's probably safter to take advice from a werewolf*

Akira, I'm sorry. You're not a kid. A big boy - I'll remember that.

Thanks for the food. Feel free to share a meal with me another time.

[alwaysgrumpy]

[And with that, off he went. Time to get some ship supplies.]

[arcadiasailor]

[Harlock has to admit he meets his share of bright eyed young people in this world. He looked at Pabu, it did sort of look like a ferret.]

He's smart enough to pull the cute feed me look. [Mikun did that a lot. They normally liked his friend better but Harlock was a softly when it came to animals and children. He let's Pabu check out the gloves he's wearing ] You two just arrive?

[bolincredible]

Yyyyeah, we're pretty fresh to the island. Not really... not really the kind of travel arrangements I prefer, you know, around the part where I didn't know I'd be going anywhere. [ And neither did Mako, so his brother's probably kind of... yeesh. Not gonna be fun explaining this brand of craziness to him. Bolin plants one hand on his hip and scratches the back of his head with the other. ] But I'm a free spirit, I guess! We can work with it.

[mostattitude]

[Walks out of a nearby shop with a bag slung over his shoulder just in time to hear one of those mutters, and he can't help snorting.]

A little rain's not so bad. At least there weren't any dumb pirate ghosts hanging around or the Navy waiting to blow you up.

April 9th

[reformatted]

[It takes a few seconds, but soon enough Lambda's red eyes open from behind her visor. The single red eye of the device looks up, and for the first time the Murakumo Unit is able to get a look at her surroundings. Her body feels strange, groggy, though she doesn't know the word for it. Odd, considering she has no recollection of shutting down. Then again, maybe Kokonoe simply overrode her systems and performed an emergency shut down.

What a weird place for her to be shut down in. The stone beneath her is cold and damp, and the rain is coming down pretty good. Thankfully her systems are waterproofed.]

Loading... Loading... Loading...

Loading...complete. All systems...normal.

[That's a relief. Lambda sits up for the first time and takes a much better look around at her surroundings. No landmarks stand out, and a check of her memory banks confirms that there was no shut down. There was a spatial transfer, however. It's possible that it failed and she ended up here...wherever here was. An attempt to contact her superiors fails miserably the first time. Same with the second and third. Normally this would be when fear sinks in, but Lambda merely stands up and begins hovering an inch off the ground. Just before she was about to leave the area, she notices the journal sitting near where she woke up. After picking it up and flipping through a few pages and reading its contents, she takes it under arm and heads off to look around some more.

About an hour or so later, she'll be pulling over anyone she happens to come across. Gathering information from others seems like a better alternative to just scouting the area. Just pay no mind to the robotic filter in her voice.]

Requesting information on current location. Please respond.

9th?

[maskedtyrant]

[Running into Codi isn't a difficult task--particularly when she's already spotted her prey victim interesting subject running away from an otherwise empty fountain square. If she hadn't seen him acting so strangely, in such obvious panic, she might have been tempted to peg him as one of the locals; his dress is relatively inconspicuous, almost military, like some of the Navy...but there's nothing around for him to be running from. No troop for him to patrol with. And when he finally pokes his head out of the alley that Codi's casually taken position next to, he's carrying one of their journals.]

[How. Very. Suspicious. She should definitely talk to him.]

[The ginger is waiting just outside, wearing the spring garb of the locals to blend in as best she can--so once Hollom wanders out, she can get a good jump out of him. This should be good. His back turned, several feet in front, Codi says as loudly and assertively as possible: ]

Nice weather, huh?

[It's...raining, of course. But the grin plastered on her face says that she doesn't care.]

[maskedtyrant]

[Well, that's one way to stand out. If Lambda hadn't approached her first, Codi would've been able to spot the hovering woman from down the street, and would have known that she's one of the new arrivals just as quickly. At least this way, Lambda is at an advantage--Codi hasn't had time to prepare her introduction. She's caught slightly off-guard by the sheer...mechanics of the person currently staring at her.]

Ah...hi! [Started or otherwise, the ginger is as chipper as ever.] You're on Empieza--the main island. This is where everyone wakes up. I mean, where all of us wake up. [A beat. Codi, being ever subtle, asks the obvious: ] ...What's up with your voice?

[...She's not a robot, is she? Oh god, she might be a robot. If she's a robot Codi is going to flip her shit in the best possible way. Please be a robot.]

[awhitecrow]

[There aren't many people out right now. So, yes, the sound of someone's voice makes him jump. Because all he hears is someone saying something that isn't true. The weather. A common tactic.

What for? Delaying? Yes. Likely. A stalling tactic. For a better look at him? To see if he was someone they were looking for? At least the voice is in English. If he's recognised, it will be the gallows, not a prison.

Still, the tension in his face and body are evident. He stares for a moment before he realises that this is a woman. Not that they can't be used to distract men while soldiers bear down upon them. He's seen that happen before.]

Ma'am.

[He offers a slight, polite bow, though he hasn't relaxed.]

[maskedtyrant]

[Now that's a new one. Different planet? A few people have suggested that this is a separate planet from Earth, but none have actually said they've been to other planets before. Maybe she's different from the other arrivals?]

You're in good company, then!

[For the moment Codi continues on as normal, accepting the fresh mug of rum tossed in her direction with a practiced, dainty swig. It takes a concerted effort for her not to grimace--sour the first time, even worse the fifteenth, especially after she's been spoiled on that sweet, Gun Frontier bourbon. She lets the drink rest for the moment and focuses on Faye instead.]

I guess that means you've just arrived, yeah?

[maskedtyrant]

[Well, no surprises with the discomfort--and honestly there would be very few with the apprehension about contact, either. If Codi were in a more excitable mood, she would worry about her own abilities making handshakes unpleasant, too. Not that she's just going to...bring that up or anything. But it happens.]

Isla Empieza--main island, everyone wakes up here. [...Wait, no, she has to stop saying that. Codi quickly corrects herself: ] --I mean, we all wake up here. The kidnapped people. I think the natives can come from just about anywhere.

[maskedtyrant]

[She notes the stare. Is it from shock? Is he looking her over? Based on the over-polite response, it could be either, and Codi is happy with both. She settles for neither.]

Please--call me Codi. [Her smile is the very picture of innocence, and the outstretched hand is hopefully helping that image.] You look a bit lost. Can I help?

[awhitecrow]

[She gives her name so informally, holds out her hand, and asks to help him if he's lost. Understanding instantly dawns in his eyes. Fear is replaced by gentle care, and Hollom even manages a little smile.]

Thank you, ma'am. I'm quite fine.

[He has money, yes, but not much. Not enough to spend on a whore, even if he were given to such pursuits, which are favoured by his fellows, not him.

Still, that's no reason to be unkind to a woman trying to make a living. Especially in such inclement weather.]

Good evening to you.

[youshouldberunning]

[Tightening her shoulders a bit she pushed her hands into her coat pockets more, hearing the girl out while looking out into the empty looking market place. Isla Empieza. Nope. Not a clue. Then again she wasn't great with geography if she hadn't been there before.]

Kidnapped. Seems to be the right word. Which realm is this, do we know? <small.[because it had to be one of those weird alter planes of reality or realms or something normal humans can't see... maybe?]

[myfayevalentine]

*Faye glances to her left, and to her right, trying to find this 'good company' that this girl was talking about. Eventually, her eyes just go back to her drink*

Uh huh...

*She quirks a brow slightly as she watches this person taking a drink - her face didn't suggest that she liked it*

What are you? The tourist board?

[arcadiasailor]

[He really hopes That isn't what it sounds like. As far as he knows she'd dressed like a hooker.]
Look, I'm not interested in what your selling.

[He reaches out to shove her out of his personal space.]