#captain's logs

[chernobog13]

[blue-captain-frankie]

7 Years Since Impact, 3:12 AM

I haven't written a log in so long, but so much has happened that I just need to put it down somewhere. My mind is buzzing so loud that I can't see myself going back to sleep in the near future anyways, so I might as well do something productive in the meantime.

...As productive as I can be, sitting in the cockpit of the North and awkwardly cradling my Koppad so I don't cast any of the screen's light out the window. As distracted as the creatures seem to be with the nearby Lumiknoll, I don't want to risk any of them noticing me and taking a detour.

...You should've heard the way they chittered when I didn't join them in the Onion. They sounded so worried, and they kept tucking at my sleeve with their little fingers. They probably thought I was going to die until I showed them that I was going to hide inside the North.

It's moments like those that make me wonder what my life would be like if I hadn't crashed here. Would I stay in the recon squad until I retire? And then what?

Would I have gotten married? Maybe we would've traveled, and then we would've crashed here together instead. I wonder if I'd be a good dad or mom or whatever I would've been. I get along well with the Pikmin, but...

Right. The reason I wanted to make this log.

I had another nightmare. I was at home - in my childhood home, in Hocotate Swamp - and I couldn't breathe. I just kept coughing up water, and Grandpa and mom were there, standing over me. Grandpa's face had these patches like his skin as a Pikmin, and he had leaves and flowers mixed in with his hair.

I woke up still coughing, and I could've sworn a FIrey Bulblax looked my way for a second. My lungs are still sore.

I was gonna try to write a letter for someone at home just in case those Rescue Corps can send it for me when they leave, but I think I'm falling asleep again...

-Captain Frankie

[okama-kaizoku]

Thinking about the fact both Oden and Ace held the 2nd commander position for the WBs meaning that Ace likely took over Oden’s old bedroom/office on the Moby. What did they do with Oden’s stuff after he left? Was the room one of the larger commander bedrooms to fit the Kozuki’s together or??? 

[pixiedustrps]

did anyone just get a new dash update shoved on them bc i think i did and now everything is... unreadable lol. thanks tumblr this is terrible.

[trek-tracks]

Maybe it’s because I’m an English and writing professor, but I’m currently losing my shit over the concept of there being a mandatory course at Starfleet Academy about the use of proper narrative technique in Captain’s Logs to create Appropriate Drama:

“Johnson, no, no, no! This log is bland! Insipid! In no conceivable way does it contain the proper amount of wistfulness and angsty personal backstory that will endear you to history and nosy Admirals. Where’s the panache? Where’s the ‘Stardate: Armageddon’? Where is the palpable sexual tension?”

“Sorry, Professor Kirk.”

“And you solved the problem with three whole hours left. Try to get it down closer to the wire next time.”

“Yes, sir.”

[captainkurosolaire]

To believe the Beast was something you could hunt and kill... How foolish            You knew didn’t you...?                  I’m part of you,           I’m the reason                   We shall not know, cease.

[iggyncrew]

Journal Entry #813

Location: Somewhere I dunno, I ain’t going back downstairs to check the charts. Date: I think it’s Monday. Feels like one. Mood: Laughing because Maizy got food stuck to the ceiling and it looked like a face. But Sheriff don’t like it when I laugh around her cos it teaches her that it’s a good thing to do.

Bad enough I had to chase Pheno outta my chair again. I got her a nice chair! She can sit in that one! Girl’s like a damn cat.

Enough of that that ain’t why I’m here. Actually this was Pheno’s idea in the first place. “If you want people to see your journal so bad why not post it online?”

Cos there’s billions of people out there. Who’s gonna read this?! Wonder if Hiraki Corale’s got a blog. They still alive? I dunno. It’s not like anyone’s gonna read the other 812 entries I got. I’m not gonna bother copying those down. I wanna at least publish something. Who do I go to to get stuff published? Letheia? God I hope not. Hell, they probably own this site. HEY LETHEIA!! SCR- █████████████████████████████████ MY GLOWING BEHIND ██████████████████████████████████THE ████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████ANGRIER THAN BEES AT A BEAR COVERED IN HONEY WEARING THE QUEENS CROWN ███████ ████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████ - Redacted by Letheia Media for the comfort of others! Have a nice day!-

Bah, I shouldn’t be getting so angry, I might be a novakid but stress ain’t good for anyone or anything.

Anyways since this is my first entry to ya’ll…Howdy to…whoever is out there reading this. Also Hi to Hiraki if ya’ll are still alive! Name’s Ignius McCree. I’m the Captain of the Green Quibble, Protector from the late Protectorate and I guess that’s really it for now. Not really a lot going on right now but that always changes. Sheriff’s calling for help in the kitchen I better get down to him before things get bad or Maizy wanders off.

- Ignius

[kingsofnewjerseyblogs-blog]

Found this weird book in the alley behind our house. No idea what the heck it is but, since I am kind of grounded, I need something to do. Imma color it