ch.1 Out of the frying Pan

[not_a_codfish]

[Pulling himself out of a sleep fraugh with nightmares involving a hoard of clockwork crocodiles and a giant boy in green tights, Captain James Hook awakes screaming.]

What... how... where... Smee? Blast it... SMEE!

[When his first mate does not materialize, Hook levers himself out of bed (not his bed, he notices) and walks over to a window, drawing the curtains a little so that he can see what he is doing. As he fumbles about the room, greatly confused, Captain Hook inadvertently knocks over a small black book.

Looking around the room as he screws his hook into place, he says to himself]

Now, isn't this an odd thing. I seem to have escaped that horrible crocodile after all... I am not where I was, but where am I now?

[ooc: Here he is folks, Captain Hook! feel free to help him out, needle him, etc.]

Comments

dictated

[sexyhitchhiker]

[a voice comes over the journal, though the tone is a bit dry]

I can't say I've ever seen any crocodiles here, so you're probably fine.

Re: dictated

[not_a_codfish]

[Good gracious, there seems to be voices coming from a book!]
... Well, that is a relief!

[hook picks up the journal and begins looking it over]

[sexyhitchhiker]

I guess.

We get other things thrown at us, so you're not off the hook quite yet.

[see what I did there]

Dictated forever

[onlyanapple]

Escaping from crocodiles. That's a new one.

Re: Dictated forever

[not_a_codfish]

[More book voices... this is really very strange!]

Oh, you don't know the half of it, sir Book.

[onlyanapple]

[Crowley doesn't even bother to correct him. He's in one of those asshole moods today]

Best not go near the duck pond. There are a couple of alligators in there.

[Dictated]

[biggestdreamer]

A crocodile? [Takato's voice is a little alarmed.]

Do you need some help?

Re: [Dictated]

[not_a_codfish]

[Ahh, another book-voice! :O The good Captain sounds quite confused]

No, no, no. I ESCAPED the crocodile, or so it seems. I had already stuffed him, but the horrible thing still had the nerve to swallow me...

[There is a pause, than Hook continues in a slightly nervous tone]
There isn't a huge crocodile that frequents these parts, is there?

[Dictated]

[biggestdreamer]

I haven't seen any? But I guess there could be one somewhere.

dictated

[prettyknives]

What kind of name is "Smee"?

Re: dictated

[not_a_codfish]

[Hook sounds unsure of himself]

The kind of name one gives to a pirate...

[realising he is talking to a book, Hook continues]

You're rather inquisitive for a book, aren't you?

[prettyknives]

I'm not a book, I'm a girl. The book can just transmit my voice.

Forever dictated

[fistfullofmagic]

[And it's just the Captain's luck that it's a magical space elf on a loss that responds. He sounds remarkably cheerful.]

Oh! Are you new? I don't believe we have any crocodiles in this world, but we do have lovely views of the night sky. Do you enjoy stargazing?

Re: Dictated;

[not_a_codfish]

[Captain Hook seems a little put off by the excess of cheerfulness]

I do believe I am new, in that I have never been here before and still don't really know where I am, though I am relived to hear about the lack of crocodiles.

Dictated;

[knock_knock]

Im terribly sorry, mate- but I haven't heard of any crocodiles, nor anyone named Smee about. Strange name, that....

You don't happen to be new around here, do you?
[The part about not being where you were kind of gave it away.]

Re: Dictated;

[not_a_codfish]

[YAY, no crocodiles! BOO, no servile first mate]

Yes, mysterious book voice, I am very new to this place. In fact, I'm still a little hazy as to my exact whereabouts...

[knock_knock]

I'm not a book, mate, it is simply a communication device. As you speak into it others hear you.

And presently we are in a place called Paradisa. A magic castle that enjoys kidnapping people from various worlds without even asking their say so.
[Says the guy whose canonpoint is in the middle of him and his little AI buddy helping to kidnap an alien kid...]

[heloise]

Were you pursued by a crocodile?

[not_a_codfish]

[Whoooooo boy, get ready for exposition dump! Hook has the sound of someone recounting a tale that they have told so often before, they could recite it in their sleep]

As a matter of fact, I was. I lost my hand when that accursed boy, Peter Pan. The reptilian terror of which I spoke then snapped up my wayward appendage, and swiftly gobbled it down. The thing enjoyed the taste of me so much that he hunted me ever since. In a stroke of genius, I was able to get the creature to swallow a clock, so that he was always preceded by a ticking sound. That way I knew when the devil was coming. At least that is how it was until I killed and stuffed the beast.

[heloise]

[ She thinks that should be a gruesome story but the way he tells it amuses her. ]

He is dead then, this poor ticking crocodile?

Written. Future-dated a bit from my own post

[silentrunning]

[ She squints at the words which have appeared on the page thoughtfully. It seemed she was not the only newcomer. But could she trust this person? She doubted it. After all that was her default. But she could at least write the poor man a message back.]

I don't know where you are. are you confused?
[Just like her. Not adding the fact she's comfused out of her mind!]

Also Written

[not_a_codfish]

[Hook will respond with writing. His style of writing is very fancy, with lots of extra flourishes]

Quite. I'm unsure how I got where I am now, but I'm sure I'm better off than where I was.

Still Written

[silentrunning]

I suppose you are... What's a crocodile?
[Nope. She's never heard of a crocodile. Or many other kinds of animals for that matter.]

[jammin_with_ed]

[Have a small child's voice singing through the journal, Hook]

Croco-loco-chocodile swimming swimming down the mile

[not_a_codfish]

[Stunned silence. Hook is thoroughly spooked]

...erm, Hello?