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.

Dictated forever

[onlyanapple]

Escaping from crocodiles. That's a new one.

[Dictated]

[biggestdreamer]

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

Do you need some help?

dictated

[prettyknives]

What kind of name is "Smee"?

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]

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.

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?

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.

[Dictated]

[biggestdreamer]

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

[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.

[sexyhitchhiker]

I guess.

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

[see what I did there]

[not_a_codfish]

So, by talking to this book, my voice is transmitted to... wherever it is you are, and visa versa. Intriguing. Now, could you be so kind as to tell me where I am? I seem to be in a bedroom of some sort. I can see what looks like the rest of a castle and some woods beyond...

[Kinda takes it in his stride that the book does, indeed work. After all, he comes from a place of magic and child logic]

Re: [Dictated]

[not_a_codfish]

Speaking of which, where exatly is here?

[prettyknives]

It's called Paradisa. It sounds like you wound up in your room. That's pretty lucky; some of us show up in less comfortable ways.

Do yourself a favor and don't wish for anything no matter what people tell you.

[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...

[not_a_codfish]

[thrown at you? Hook seems interested]

Well, the great Captain James Hook should do just fine. I am, after all, one of the most infamous pirate captains on the seven seas!

[not_a_codfish]

[Hook has puzzled voice]

Do not wish for things?

And what do you mean by my room?

[sexyhitchhiker]

[hmm. Pirate, eh?]

The nearest large body of water is about a day's walk away from here, give or take. But except for some crazy people, nobody actually lives out there.

[prettyknives]

Yeah. The place gives you things if you wish for them. A lot of people suffered the consequences of those wishes a while back, so if you avoid wishing you avoid the consequences.

Everyone gets a room. It's this world's way of being hospitable, I guess. Your name's on the door and everything.

[not_a_codfish]

[runs over to his door to ensure that, indeed, his name is on the room door. Faintly, as he is now across the room]

Well, this is indeed strange.

[Hook walks back to the book]

So, there are many people here? Are all the rest of them children as well?

[The last question is said with a hint of trepidation]

[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]

[Hook pauses for a short time]

Well, thank you for the aid, little black book.

[prettyknives]

No, most of them are adults. There aren't many kids around here.

[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.