Pirate Log I

[valorous_pirate]

Where is my ship?

WHERE. IS. MY. SHIP?!

Do you know what I will do when I catch that mutinous Barbossa? I won't kill him right away. I'll let him stew in some godforsaken place for years and then come back to finish him off.

The Pearl is mine. I don't know how many bloody times I need to say it. She is mine, mine MINESavvy

Comments

[la_ballistica]

Um... You're on Salkia Island. Apparently this place just pulls people in from all over.

[valorous_pirate]

Apparently Salkia is another name for The Locker or have I gotten myself in another place entirely?

[la_ballistica]

I think... this isn't where you think it is.

[valorous_pirate]

How do you know this is the place that you say it is? How do you even know that you are who you say you are? What if up is down once again?

[la_ballistica]

So long as I have a bed to sleep in and those zombies don't come anywhere near me, I don't really care if this is what anyone says it is.

Again?

[valorous_pirate]

So nothing matters.

That's not how I work, mate. Something always matters and that something is my ship.

Which is still missing.

[la_ballistica]

Of course things matter! I've just realized I can't quite do much about it.

Your ship?