019 Points -> Journal-Dictated for Route B/C + Action for Route A

[tomatoandbasil.livejournal.com]

[Filtered to everyone on Routes B and C, filtered AWAY from anyone in the Navy]

This is Alleyne, the Quartermaster of the Typhoon speaking. I'm afraid I have dire news.

Yesterday we were attacked by a pirate gang in Cape Triumph. They burned much of the city and whatnot. We fought with them and while we are all alive, something much worse than that came up near the end of our fight. Apparently, there's a full Navy out on the waters, and they're hunting down anyone they consider pirates. They were lead by a man named Admiral Adachi; he possesses incredibly strong lightning and wind magic and his ships volleyed shells at us of considerable size and strength.

We have no idea where they're going next, or if they'll give chase to us or you at all. However, since they are still out there, be on guard from here on out. If you need to get anything relayed to the captain or first mate, I'll be sure to let them know. Thank you for your time. I pray that our run-in was merely a fluke. Stay strong.

[End Filter]

[With that spoken, Alleyne is sitting back in the cargo hold, getting a meal ready for everyone. She hopes you like hardtack and jerky sandwiches. Next to her is a serving of strong fruit liquor, which she is slowly drinking so as not to wreck herself. She's rather cut up and bruised, but has stopped bleeding at least. Kanaya!parrot and Jaina!bird rest on her ears, being fed a tiny nibble of lime now and again. The trident she got is against the wall, next to a rifle she loaded up, just in case she needs to come out and fight again.

Feel free to bother her with anything.]

[ooc: Let's pretend this was backdated to a reasonable hour! Like say, noon.]

VIII.

[hellshaped.livejournal.com]

[Good evening, cruise ship denizens! If you are out on deck at this time of night, you might see two gentlemen out at the shuffleboard court.

"Gentlemen" is a term we use here loosely.

One of them is huge and red and that is also a tail and oh dear are those horns, and the other one is some teenage slacker. But they are both dressed very, well, dapper. For lack of a better term. There are bow-ties and vests -- they are just missing the monocles.

If you listen in closely, you may hear them discussing the finer points of the game. Or really, it's more that Hellboy is telling Zeke what to do, because Hellboy is really old and knows all about this boring stuff. Zeke, being a hip young thing, does not.]

So, pretty much you shoot the disc into the triangle. Sometimes you can hit the other person's disc to keep them from scoring.

Cockblock the other player, got it.

[ooc. come play shuffleboard with hellboy and zeke!!]

route b (6/24) day six - MORNING

[tidalsurge.livejournal.com]

[ Good morning, pirates! Whatever kind of night you had, and whether or not you actually got any sleep or not, this day is going to start with a bang. ]

[ Literally. ]

[ Those of you still asleep will be rudely awakened by the sound of explosions as massive cannon-fire begins to rip through the air. Back on the shore, jets of water splash up from missed shots, splashing the sides of your ship and crashing across the top, but not every shot is misaligned. Just as the first alarms are being sounded, a well-placed shot rips through the side of the ship, splintering timbers and sending everything in its path flying that it doesn't outright destroy until it exits the other side. Within moments, a second shot tears its way through, this one dangerously close to the water line. ]

[ Some of you should be able to see what's going on now: you're in grave, grave danger from the three ships in the distance. Navy colors fly proudly from their masts, and they will not show you pirates any mercy. Out-manned and outgunned, it's time to either hoist anchor and set sail... or prepare for a watery grave. ]

(5 SECTIONS: ○ attack, ○ the five captains, ○ round up, ○ final words, ○ leaving.)

it resulted in eleven blackouts

[notjamesbond.livejournal.com]

[After all that has happened to him in Paradisa, this is a welcome change. Maybe the castle is paying him back for all the times it made him miserable. Or it just actually sort of dumped him with a bunch of people on this ship and didn't really care about him at all. Whatever. This place is a boon for Newt because there isn't any technology for him to accidently destroy. You guys are really lucky that this wasn't the Spaceship World Change or something, because you would have crashed or blown up or experienced a total mutiny of the spaceship command system.]

[You should be counting your blessings, Paradisa.]

You know, I was wrong. This place isn't so bad, after all.

[A slight chuckle.] I wonder, if I wrote a message in a bottle, would it turn up somewhere after this is over? Makes me want to try it out. But, I wonder, what to write... 

♛ 37

[emit.livejournal.com]

[Kallen's leaning over the railing of the Typhoon, wearing a tank top and shorts she was able to grab on Cape Triumph before things went south. By her feet is a bag with the assortment of other collected items, pistol and dagger included. She's got the journal closed, gripped in her hands, her expression appearing pretty contemplative. After a few moments, she turns around and slides down into a sitting position before opening the journal to dictate.]

( Yosuke )

[That done, Kallen pauses for a moment before addressing the Paradisa populace at large.]

It's almost been a week, hasn't it? I think I'm about ready for this to be over and done with.

[OOC: Action fro Route A, open journal.]

thirty eight buttons

[explorationist.livejournal.com]

[For those of you aboard the Typhoon today, you'll see a blue-haired girl sitting on the steps of the deck with her journal in her lap. It's about dang time she checked up on everyone]

( Friends )

[And now she'll dictate into the journal openly]

Fact: being a pirate kind of sucks.

➠ xx7

[lanakane]

( Archer )

This is total first world problem, but I just ate way too many cocktail shrimp at the buffet. Like... so many. Also, has anyone seen a douchebag running around? A specific one. About 6'3", black hair, blue eyes, endless stream of idiotic crap running out of his mouth? Just wondering.

fourth cycle

[userless]

[Dated to shortly after the Navy has left the Jolly Roger.]

[Filtered away from the Navy]

The Navy attacked us, and we didn't do anything! Not to them, not to anyone else! We've been on our best behavior and they came in, wrecked our ship, and kidnapped some of our friends!

I don't know where they're taking them, but we need repairs before we can chase us - not to mention they've got us outmanned, outgunned, and the Admirals still have their powers. They didn't get turned human for this.

Watch out, other ships. They don't need a reason beyond the clothes we were forced into.

Toothless actually used his journal?!?!

[nocturnalrage.livejournal.com]

[ Toothless, in the days he's been on the boat, has been more concerned about getting accommodated to his human body and the new environment, rather than learning words. Granted, he's started, but no one's going to learn how to write in four days. Naturally, Toothless went with the next best thing. It'll be a good learning experience for him. ]

[Audio - Action]

[cunning-carrier.livejournal.com]

[The audio filters through Alex's journal as he speaks. He's speaking from the deck of the ship he just arrived on, looking out over the rolling waves.]

My name is...Alex. Alex Mercer. I don't the reason I've been brought to this ship. I don't know who's responsible for it. I don't even know how the hell I'd make my way home, from here. I know this isn't Earth, crazy as that sounds. Probably isn't even anywhere near it, judging from the star formations I'm seeing. These sure as hell aren't any constellations I've ever heard of.

I can't afford to sit on my ass and wait here, I've still got things to do. I have to get back as soon as possible. Someone here has to have the answers I want. If there's a method that brought us all here, there has to be a force that can send us all back to where we came from. It stands to reason.

There are things that only I can do, back there. Things only I can put a stop to.

[His voice evens out, losing some its edge.]

For now, though, I'll tow the line and do what I can for the people on this boat.

[433]

[ino]

[Filtered to Route A!]

So it looks like the other, non-luxury boat's run into some trouble. They said that their boat got hit pretty badly with some cannonballs and there's quite a few people injured. There's ... also some people who got captured by the Navy, apparently.

So what do we want to do? They need help, and so do the people who got captured.

[/Filter]

( Leroy )

Eight Toll (dictated)

[hasnoneeds.livejournal.com]

I thought this might fade quicker, but it doesn't look like it's going to so... well, I'm going to need to ask for some help. I need someone who knows anything about eyes, how long does it take to regain sight after a flash? And, um, is there anyway to make it quicker? This is getting old fast. I'll do whatever you want too, i'll work harder on the ship and be a productive member, I promise.

Nepeta: Check in on your friends.

[rogueofheart]

[Once night falls, a small troll can be seen sitting on a crate along the railing of their boat as it sails on. She's just watching the waves go by, journal open in her lap and leafing through it. When she finally turns to a blank page, she sighs and speaks into it.]

Being a pirate is harder than I thought it would be. There is so much adventure, but I don't like that people are getting hurt over it. Plus I kind of miss Purradisa. At least we were all together instead of on separate boats.

When are we going home?


[Filtered to friends]

I hope you're okay! And I hope you aren't having as much trouble as we are. Geez!

I heard that the Navy people took some people, but I hope you weren't one of them. Someone said they took Aradia! Maybe we can even get everyone back?


(ooc: open via journal or to any shipmates on route a!)