August 31st - September 7th
Isla Empieza

OPEN TO ALL PLAYERS, CURRENT AND PAST!!





As the battle with Davy Jones rages on, down below the city of Isla Empieza, in a mysterious seaside cave, a few outworlders are attempting to reach a certain pirate's heart. The path is dangerous, but once they finally make it across the blood-like pool, Celestia begins to sing.

While she does, the water around them starts to bubble and churn ominously. The pulsing red light seems to flicker for a moment, and the thumping sound stutters along with it before it picks up again in tempo, growing louder as the song continues.

The shard inside the heart starts to glow, matching Celestia's own glowing horn, and it almost seems to be vibrating from within its place in Davy Jones' heart. Waves crash against the small bit of rocky ground Celestia and Lyrik are standing on and as the crescendo in Celestia's song reaches its climax, the shard rips free of the heart, zooming toward the pair before slamming to a halt in midair and hovering innocently in front of them, pulsing gently—

And then the water in the cave explodes around them.

The heart left behind shudders angrily as a screeching sound bursts from it, then it crumples in on itself, shriveling and turning black, eventually crumbling until there's nothing but dust left.



Above them, something odd happens in the fight with Davy Jones. For a moment, he lurches forward and collapses as though someone dealt him a particularly heavy blow. It's not his attackers, though, but rather a keenly felt sense of something very wrong happening. A cold feeling of dread that lances his chest, settling in the empty spot where his heart should have been. The heart that no longer exists... That has been destroyed by the very outsiders that he himself called upon to aid him in returning it to his rightful place through the blasted Piedra Roja.

Lucky for him, at least, that Cat provided him with this body to work with. This vessel that seems yet unwilling to give up.

Will an almighty bellow, he'll charge back into the fight, but it's different now. More will be able to land a hit, and the damage will be felt. Davy Jones is weakened, and now is the time to finish what's been started.

But, as with all injured things, he will lash out more viciously now. Dangerously. And he will be desperate to get his hands on the one thing that will finally, finally still be able to restore him and make him whole.



Elsewhere, near that mysterious mermaid fountain, another young pair is pestering Meep. Draco and Ariel, back in this world again, discovered the soft melody the man had left in the journals and decided to actually make use of it. With Ariel singing and Draco keeping watch, the two of them summon all the shards of the gem to themselves, watching as they join together piece by piece in the air above the mermaid statue's outstretched hand.

Unfortunately for them, such a sight is not easily ignored, nor is the power rippling off the gem as it slowly forms again. Davy Jones, battered and almost defeated, finds within him the strength to make one last furious bid for the thing he has so long searched for. Decades of being trapped at the bottom of the ocean, betrayed by his crew and with only limited magic at his disposal, built up over the years until he could use it to pull in others to do his bidding, bitterly having to rely on them, wait for them, wait for even one thing to go his way...

It all comes down to this.

With a roar, he breaks free from the battle, lunges for the Piedra Roja with all his might, and when his hand closes around the complete gem, victory right there in his grasp—

The world seems to shift and tighten as lightning cracks and Davy Jones opens his mouth, but it's Dog's voice that speaks, rising from the mist.


"Are ye lot daft?! Cut off his fucking hand!"


It's up to you to save the day as the final battle draws to a close.

Who: Anyone who expressed interest in going after Meep and received a letter from Scurvey Dog.
Where: Anygrav Moon
When: August 9th-22nd
What: The mission begins! Dog asked for help rescuing Meep and it's you lot who've responded. Try to bring him back in one piece, eh?
Warnings: Possible violence...?
Style: Any!
Status: Closed to those involved!

The island is covered by a familiar mist that rolls across the ground. Fortunately for you, it's not going to bring nightmares to life this time, but it definitely lends to the general feeling of unease that fills the place. That isn't helped by the fact that though the population here was never very large, it certainly must be even smaller now.

It's the dead, lifeless husks along the beach that make that much obvious.

There's no sign of battle, and all the bodies appear unmarked. It's as though they suddenly dropped right where they were standing, as if something completely and abruptly drained them of energy.

Watch your step as you make your way inland. Wouldn't it be a shame if the same thing happened to you?

Who: Hazzizles fo shizzle
Where: On the Nightfury (The boat! Just imagine Toothless carrying all of them.)
When: 7/20 onwards
What: People are hurting, we should fix that.
Warnings: Gonna rub alcohol on the injured Kitty, there will probably be swearing...in chinese.
Style: Whatever you want!
Status: Still breathing

( Preparing the drinking alcohol and rubbing alcohol )

Who: Anyone and everyone!
Where: Port Chance
When: July 7th-10th
What: Food, Fun, and preparation for the Great Ghost Race. And...well...maybe a little conspiracy.
Status: Very Open!

It is typical for a festival before a race day, and people who have been there before will not find much different... There are the usual games and food and various entertainments like fire eaters and snake charmers and throwing swords at the lovely ladies to see if they'll get skewered or not--

However, there is something else, as well. An undercurrent of something like anticipation. There are certainly more Navy men about. More than a few Naval ships are docked at these ports and they are after anyone suspicious, searching them down -- but for what? Well, seeing them pull ruby red shards off a few pirates might be a clue.

Your shards, too, are glowing and have been since at least early that morning. What it means, no one seems to know...or they are reluctant to say. Some are more shifty-eyed than others but trying to pry information from them is difficult. It's almost as if they are afraid of something far worse than anything you can do to them.

Still, despite the tension, that doesn't stop pirates from having fun -- and the night before the race there will be a gigantic party complete with a bonfire, fireworks, and everything you could hope for to have fun. Returning to the ships, however, you may find that they've been riffled through as if someone or something is looking for something. For those staying on guard, you might catch or dismember some swift footed zombies that only seem intent on getting away before diving through the Nav.

Isn't that curious?

Who: Hazmats!
Where: at sea and at Arco da Vella
When: June.
What: zombies. Also exploring Arco and seeing its own brand of weirdness, looking for treasure, etc.
Warnings: maybe some zombie violence
Style: whatever
Status: closed to Hazmats

( stay alive, my friends )

Who: You!
Where: Li Yu Tiao
When: May 24th - 31st
What: The Festival of Dragons!
Status: Open!

( Read more... )

Who: Hazmats!
Where: at sea, then Isla Gran Cantidad de Vacas, then a little more sea
When: April 21 - sometime in May
What: after escaping the Navy at Gamboller's Berth, the crew heads northeast to look for treasure among the cows (reaching Vacas by May 1), and then will sail south from there to find Li Yu Tiao and the dragon festival
Warnings: let me know
Style: anything goes
Status: closed to Hazmats, unless there are visitors

( I gotta go Julia we got cows... )

Who: Hazmats
Where: the seas, and Corsair Kingdom for a bit, then back to the sea en route to Gambler's Whatsits
When: March 31 - April 15
What: the crew needs to come pick Gan Ning and Roxas up from Corsair Kingdom, and get out safely. Also, BUBBLES.
Warnings: let me know
Style: anything goes
Status: closed to Hazmats

( hold my breath when the bubble pops )

Who: Hazzizles
Where: IE then Palm Tree Island
When: 3/7 onwards
What: Getting supplies then CAMPING!!
Warnings: Do not get the Captain wet or give him alcohol after midnight
Style: Any!
Status: Single It's complicated Ongoing

Hazardous Materials' March log of doom ! Date your stuff, you all know the drill.

3/7-9: IE to gather stuff and possibly recruit
3/10-15: Sailing
3/15-? : CAAAAMPIIIIING

Who: Open to all!
Where: On the seas, in the general southeast direction of Himmelen
When: Anytime February 20th - 25th
What: Sea battle with a whole mess of kraken
Warnings: Possible violence and kraken death
Style: Any
Status: Very open!

If you'll recall, our dear Meep mentioned several weeks ago that there was a poor sad lonely shard left behind out in the big ocean. Questioners on the post were told it was south and east, very near a kraken spawning site. And kraken are so very aggressive this time of year...

They've migrated north a bit since then, unfortunately headed right towards an island where very recently, many crews were conveniently all grouped together.

So be careful when you take your leave. Many a ship have met their doom trying to pass through kraken-infested waters. It's not easy to break free when those tentacles ensnare you!


How It Works

Fight alone, fight with your crew, or team up with others, however you want to go about it is up to you! The prize will go to an individual crew, though.

You have until 11:59PM (EST) on Sunday, March 1st to do the following:

♦ Crews with 4 people or less must have a minimum of 20 comments.
♦ Crews with 5 people or more must have a minimum of 25 comments.

If the total number of comments from all involved members on your crew reaches the required amount by the deadline, COMMENT HERE with your crew name and pick a number 1 - 100.

After midnight, the mods will use a RNG roll to determine which lucky crew defeated the kraken that just so happened to accidentally be carrying a small shard with it.

If you have any questions, feel free to ask them here! Aside from the first two comments, the rest of the log is yours to attack as you will.


Good luck!

Who: The Strawhats and Hazmats
Where: Sailing log for now, destination TBA, but eventual stop at Himmelen
When: February 1st-?
What: Sailing, shenanigans, close encounters and likely awkward situations
Warnings: the usual

( being a pirate through it all )

Who: Everyone involved in Death Day
Where: Noctem
When: January 21st-25th
What: Taking on Hawtrey, destroying shrines, and raiding his supplies. Surviving Noctem...or not. With a good dose of nightmares in between.
Warnings: Language. Violence. Trauma. It's an island of nightmares. Expect the worst.
Status: Open to all.

( than are dreamt of in your philosophy )

Who: Hazmats Crew
Where: Musical Catfish Island
When: January, as far as we know.
What: went sailing looking for a place for Cynthia to enjoy vacation. Is this it? This might not be it.
Warnings: not likely
Style: as you please
Status: closed to Hazmats

( And if anybody starts singing Under The Sea... )

Who: Team HazMat!
Where: Aboard The Nightfury the ship not the dragon
When: Day of Booteh #2!
What: The resident candy-nut decides to whip up some custom hot chocolate! Wait, where'd those turtle doves go...
Warnings: Huggabunch
Style: Whatever floats your boat
Status: On-Going

( Candy? Not candy? )

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

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 throughout the month of December! 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.

It's winter time on Isla Empieza. You can tell because there is ice everywhere, making walking treacherous at best. There also seems to be some odd sheep and goat festival going on, all the animals adorned with red and silver bells. Expect to hear a lot of bleating, run into occasional traffic jams...and see some frozen piles of suspicious origin. Otherwise, Isla Empieza is relatively peaceful and decorated to the hilt with wreaths and greenery. Its citizens are cheerful as they help newcomers and oldcomers alike, to sit back, relax, and enjoy some spiced beer.

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!

Who: Everyone who chooses to participate
Where: Breakneck Cay
When: December 5th
What: A summit to get down to business and get this situation sorted out, L-Elf-style
Warnings: Possible violence?
Style: Any
Status: Open

Upon arriving on Breakneck Cay, if you can navigate the shoals safely and find safe mooring, you'll notice that the beach is more or less abandoned unless you count the countless shipwrecks an snarled piles of debris strewn across the shore. If you approach the jungle, you'll notice a makeshift sign pointing towards a path leading into the trees. There's a lengthy note tacked to it with a detailed map, an exhaustive list of rules and etiquette for participating in a military summit, and probably more if anyone actually got past the part with the map.

The meeting is to be held in a strangely silent clearing. Upon arriving, you'll find L-Elf sitting on the huge stone in the center, fast asleep. It's immediately obvious that this is not a social occasion or it at least wasn't planned by someone with any idea how to make guests feel comfortable. There's nowhere to sit except on the ground and definitely no refreshments. It might be a good idea to send someone back to the ship to pick something up if you want to make it through this thing.

Who: Everyone!
Where: Haus Island
When: November 21st-23rd
What: The Wonderful Feast of Fools
Warnings: Food, riddles, food, unwise sleeping, food, creepy dolls, and maybe a drink or two.
Status: Very open!

( What could go wrong? )

Who: Hazardous Materials with special guest star Draco Malfoy
Where: the ship, and then Eternal Bliss (oh joy)
When: November 1-5 at sea, 6-? on land
What: sailing log, and then shenanigans on wedding island
Warnings: let me know if there are any
Style: as you please
Status: closed to "who"

( and I don't mean the one with the rain and high waves )

Who: Crew of the Triton's Mistress and OPEN for all!
Where: Isla Empieza
When: October 25th-Onward
What: After the fog has rolled in, and the sky has grown dark the Mistress decided to dock on the nearest Isle until it passes. The problem being- that the damage has already been done. Little did they know what they were in for.
Warnings: Nightmares, violence, chaos
Style: Whichever you prefer. Action or Prose
Status: Open to all! Don't be shy! Bring your own nightmares along too if you like!

That unnatural fog had grown increasingly thicker during the morning hours, hindering the ability to navigate. Were it not for the lapping of the waves beneath one could forget the ocean even existed. Equally disconcerting was the distinctive lack of the sun. In it's place an oddly colored moon loomed over the horizon bathing the world below in an eerie glow. It's presence was ominous, one might even go so far as to say it was oppressive. No matter how much time passed, it continued to remain set in the sky as if it were staying there by choice, waiting to see the chaos unfold below for it's own amusement.

Steering the ship into port was faced with a few of it's own difficulties. Once the vessel had come to a rest, the crew would be free to load up on any supplies they required, partake of the local fare, or remain on the ship if they preferred. They could wait for a change in weather conditions in relative safety...

.. Or so it may have appeared.

For those fortunate enough- or unfortunate enough they could have spotted the ghostly vessels approaching, dipping in and out of the fog and mist. One touch is all it would take. One touch to act as a catalyst to all the horrors that were usually locked away in the recesses of one's mind. Much like Pandora's box, once those fears and phantoms were unleashed there would be no stopping them.

[OOC: As always feel free to add your own headers if you wish. Members of the crew, and those who are not members of the crew are encouraged to join in. It definitely would be interesting to see just how many nightmares we'll be able to share with one another and it's a great opportunity to build some cr!

One more thing~: If any of your nightmares take the form of a creature, person, what-have-you and you happen to have an account for them/it feel free to use them! You might want to give us the heads up in the topic as to whose nightmare it is!]