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

[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.

[not_a_codfish]

Bah, 'tis only that one monstrosity that I fear. He ate my hand, you see, and like the taste of me so much that he hunted me all his days. All thanks to that cursed boy, Peter Pan...

[A small pause]

Thank your concern, however, good friend Book. Now, would you mind telling me, where exactly I am? What part of Neverland is this? I don't remember any castles in Neverland...

[onlyanapple]

[Wow who even talks like that] Well. That's too bad for you. That particular reptile isn't here though. Probably. Maybe.

I'm not concerned, I don't do 'concern'. You're not in Neverland, you're in a place called Paradisa. Welcome to your new world of magic and mental health issues.

[not_a_codfish]

[Seems almost relived]

Indeed. Good form, Mr. Book.

I shall have to see about exploring this place, what did you call it? Paradisa? Even the name sounds intriguing.

[onlyanapple]

Paradisa, yep. And sure, you step out your room and there's a whole world of fun to be had. Try the kitchen, it's a scream.

[not_a_codfish]

You don't say. I might just take your advice latter. I am indeed a tad famished. Again, Mr. Book, your advice is most heartily appreciated.

[onlyanapple]

That's me. The helpful Book of Paradisa. Always here to lend a hand.