Characters:
wheresmyrum and
vatheon Location: the plaza
Time: Afternoon
Style: fiiirst...? :D
Status: OPEN LIKE THE CAPTAIN HE IS.
[At first, everything is a giant blur to Jack. He sits up, jingling as he does because of his fair amount of accessories, eyes narrowing with confusion. He's wet, he's lost -- lost? No, he doesn't get lost.]
Just what in the hell is this? Where am I? Who are you?
[He's referring to the little fairy floating on his shoulder. His face contorts into confusion before he narrows his eyes once again at the unresponsive ...creature?]
You. You. What are you?
[This man seems incredibly displeased by the silence of the tiny ... glowing creature thing.
Just what was this place, and more importantly, where is this place?]
Oh. Well. This may be problem. A very, very big problem.
[He lets out a huff, dropping his arms to his side and spinning around in a complete circle, staggering to the side.]
This is ... interesting.
[Now where is his rum?]