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

[put_yur_guns_on]

[It might not be the most polite way by most people's standards when it comes to getting one's attention, but it works fine enough for him, especially given that no one else has bothered to say anything to him until now. Brow arching at the girl by the fountain, he turns and starts towards her, his gaze shifting towards where she sits at before flicking back at her.]

There's a lotta things I'm looking for and none of which I want to find around here, I'm guessing.

[He eyes the journal in her hands, and then the old fountain beside her.]

This is a start, although I don't know how much trust should be given in some weird message in a book you don't know where it came from.

[maskedtyrant]

Not much--I don't trust it myself, either.

[Codi rests her elbows against the fountain's rim, casually addressing the newcomer over her shoulder with a widening grin. If she's lying, she's at least very confident about it.]

That's what I'm here for! I mean, you can't trust the message...trust the person sitting in front of you who's done the research, yeah?

[put_yur_guns_on]

[Frankly, the confident expression is more welcome than the skittish looks he's been getting so far. Not that he's going to so readily trust it, though. Still, it prompts a grin of his own.]

That right? Sounds too convenient, don't you think?

[maskedtyrant]

Maybe. [The grin thins to a coy smirk.] I guess it's up to you to take advantage of the opportunity, isn't it? I mean--are you really expecting anyone else to tell you want's going on? They'll all say the same thing, besides.

[put_yur_guns_on]

I'm not expecting anything from anyone. But there ain't many ways for me to go when I'm starting with a crummy fountain.

[He folds his arms.]

All right, I'll bite. You're the first one who'll look me in the face around here, anyway. What's your take?

[maskedtyrant]

[That's better. Codi stands, casually stretching her arms towards the overcast sky.]

My take? We've been kidnapped by our lovely host, Mister Davy Jones, a ghost demon pirate who wants to use us to collect the shards of the Piedra Roja because he's too lazy to get off his fat ass and find them himself. We need to find the shards because it's our ticket out of here.

Following so far?

[put_yur_guns_on]

[His single eye narrows as he frowns.]

Yeah, I'm following. Can't say I'm liking it, though.

[maskedtyrant]

[She nods and shrugs.]

I don't think any of us do--well, the kidnapping, I mean. The finding the shards and making a temporary living bit isn't so bad once you get used to it. Except maybe for the Navy. And the curses. And the general lack of hygiene. But the islands are cool, though!

[put_yur_guns_on]

Huh.

Cool or not, I've got better things to do than go on some crazy treasure hunt. How temporary is temporary? I got a country to conquer.

[maskedtyrant]

[Well, that's forward. Codi raises an eyebrow.]

More than five months--seven, on the long end, and still going. [She shrugs.] Not that it matters. People that Jones sends home and brings back later say that time doesn't pass while you're here. I'm sure the country can wait.

[put_yur_guns_on]

[Forward's usually the only way to move for this guy. Obviously he's none too happy about the news that people could stay here for half a year and potentially longer.]

You're kiddin' me.

....

So this guy just randomly throws you back an' forth if he wants? I'm guessing that meeting this Davy Jones guy head-on to force him to send us home ain't an option.

[maskedtyrant]

[Codi shrugs. He's angry--but at least he's not angry at her. She doesn't blame him.]

I wish I was. We aren't sure exactly what he's capable of, but seeing as no one was able to take him out when he was standing in front of the first batch of arrivals, I'm assuming he's a pretty tough customer--and only makes an appearance when he feels like it.

[put_yur_guns_on]

Ugh. Hate those kinda guys.

[maskedtyrant]

Yeah, tell me about it. [Codi frowns and bites the inside of her cheek.] I figure, the only time we'll see him again is either if we get the Roja put together, or if everyone stops looking and he gets pissy because we're not doing as we're told. But I don't think anyone would go along with that plan.

[put_yur_guns_on]

Well that's great.

[He turns away, fingers drumming over an arm as he thinks about all this.]

[maskedtyrant]

[Codi waits a moment or two to leave Masamune to his thoughts, but she gets bored of that pretty quickly.]

...So...you might be here a while. What's your name?

[put_yur_guns_on]

[Given there aren't many options that he approves of, it's easy to pull him from his thoughts. He glances over his shoulder.]

The name's Date Masamune.

[maskedtyrant]

[Codi's waiting with a hand extended.]

Dakota Perkins--call me Codi.

[put_yur_guns_on]

[He looks at that hand. What's she wanting him to do with that?]

Codi, huh. Guess I should thank you for the info.

[Annoying and upsetting as it might have been to hear.]

[maskedtyrant]

[Since this has already happened on several occasions and Codi is already getting sick of it, she reaches out further to grab Masamune's hand and shake it properly.]

It's my job! I should thank you for cooperating with me--and not causing too much trouble before I could talk to you.

[put_yur_guns_on]

[Hey, not his fault that Western customs are weird, okay? He blinks as his hand is taken, but his lips quirk in an amused grin. Ah, so that's how it works.]

Hah! I was close to it, but I figure startin' up anything around a place that already seems on edge about me wouldn't be the smartest move.

[maskedtyrant]

[Codi doesn't blame him...wait, no, she does, but it doesn't matter. Anyway, he's learned now, and at least Codi isn't so excited that she's managed to electrocute him in the process.]

[She lets go after he stops talking, and introduces her own bark of laughter.]

You're a smarter guy than the asshole who burned down the market, then! I commend you and your forward-thinking!

[put_yur_guns_on]

[He smirks at that.]

These people may not seem very friendly, but they haven't done anything to deserve somethin' like that. 'sides, I think Kojūrō wouldn't approve of it either.

[maskedtyrant]

Huh. Better than quite a few people, then.

[Codi huffs and folds her arms in vague, tired exasperation.]

If only the new arrivals could have been so polite before I started greeting them. Ah well. [She shrugs.] Welcome to the island or whatever! I'll be around if you need me.

[put_yur_guns_on]

Thanks. And for the info too.

[He nods at her before turning again, tossing a wave over his shoulder.]

See you around, then.