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INTRO LOG: APRIL 2014
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!
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I've met plenty of idiots who were competent. Met plenty of clever people who were incompetent. Besides, I wasn't even talking about you, or your crew.
So watch your mouth before you start getting smart about mine.
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*Faye gives Codi a distinterest look and shrugged a shoulder before looking forlornly at her empty glass*
As a welcoming committee, you haven't made me feel very welcome, you know.
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The Welcoming Committee's job is to answer questions, not make attitude adjustments. [shrug] I've dealt with enough of that mentality to assume it from most people.
[...Probably because you're not helping, Codi...]
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Whatever. Your loss! [As the bartender comes by to collect her glass, Codi digs in her pocket and passes him a single golden doubloon, which he seems quite happy with.] If you change your mind, I'll be around.
[And she's walking for the door like nothing happened.]
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