one - [dictated]

[yellowdevil]

[He wakes with a start, legs thrashing as they struggle to escape the unfamiliar fabric -- when was the last time he'd slept on a bed with actual sheets? -- and the bed is the first thing he notices. The second thing he notices is the black hardcover book on the pillow next to him; he is drawn to it, and promptly picks it up and thumbs it through somewhat disinterestedly.
Then it is tossed onto the hardwood floor, where it lies opened and face-down.

He sways slightly in his anger, putting the pieces together as he scrutinizes every aspect of the room he's woken up in, and then in a voice (inadvertedly picked up by the journal) as cold as ice:]

Captain, the next time you decide to remodel our entire base structure under my nose, it would be well of you to alert me beforehand.
[A pause as he looks at the stone walls again, then--]

And next time, I advise you to choose something less tacky. Kuuu~kukuku...

Comments

[wagers]

[What even--]

Captain? You mean like a pirate?

[yellowdevil]

[startles, then squints at the book on the ground and picks it up, leafing through the contents a bit more slowly this time around]

No, captain as in the army rank. Who is this?
[shakes the journal experimentally]

[magicalwright]

Don't think the castle will appreciate being called tacky!

[wagers]

[Boo, no other pirates? Bummer.]

Vriska! Who is this?

[yellowdevil]

Kururu Souchou, Sergeant Major of the Keroro Platoon. Mind telling me where, exactly, I am?

[He's sensing a bit of an attitude in this girl. Really good.]

[yellowdevil]

Kukuku, I'm only being honest.

You mention a castle. Where am I, currently, and where is the nearest exit? [Already, he's planning on attempting to leave!]

[magicalwright]

Oh! A new person! [ She has SO got this. ]

You're in Paradisa! It's a castle! You can't leave! [ :) ]

[yellowdevil]

Pardon?
[He's currently inspecting a wardrobe in his room - which is filled with extremely small hooded jackets and sweaters, in just his size. That's... strange.]

Why not?

[wagers]

Kur-rarar? Oh, okay! Yeah, you're in Paradisa.

[VERY GOOD.]

[magicalwright]

Nobody's really sure why! You just can't leave. The castle won't let you!

[yellowdevil]

Tch.
I take it that I'm not the first to have arrived here in this fashion.

[yellowdevil]

That's KU-RU-RU. [Sliiight agitated tone.]
Paradisa? That's the name of this castle, then?

[magicalwright]

If you mean unexpectedly and unwillingly, then nope, not the first! Everyone was brought here in the same way.

[yellowdevil]

Including you? Kuku... How full is this castle?

[magicalwright]

Ripped away from the stage, leaving my audience waiting! [ There's a genuine tone of annoyance. ]

Um, I think there's a lot of people? It's hard to keep track really, but the journal is always making noise...

[yellowdevil]

Journal?
[Almost as if he just noticed he's been talking to a book for the past few minutes, he turns a few pages, staring at the entries intently.]

So what's with this journal, anyways? It appears to be a sort of inter-communication device.

[magicalwright]

I don't actually know! We all just have one and it records what you say or write! [ A little doodle appears on the page along with "<-- See??" ]

[yellowdevil]

Ah, I see...
[Grabs a pen sitting on his bedside table, drawing little swirls along the bottom of his page.] I see.

I assume you're Pekoponian, correct? What is your name?

[magicalwright]

Yeah, like that!

... Pekowhat?

[wagers]

Ku-ruru? If you say so... [What is with these names?]

It sure is! It's kind a place you're going to have to get used to if you've never seen it before!

[yellowdevil]

Pekoponian. You know, the indigenous species of Pekopon. The top of its food chain, or so they like to think. Evolved from ape-like creatures, related to monkeys, right?

[yellowdevil]

It's a better name than Vriska. At least my name rolls off of the tongue, kuku!

How long have you been stuck here for, then?

[magicalwright]

... Do you mean human? [ A doodle of a human (well, more of a stick figure!) appears on the journal. ]

[yellowdevil]

Yeah, that. Couldn't quite remember what they called themselves, kukuku. They're called Pekoponians by the rest of the universe, you didn't know?

[magicalwright]

Well, no. I haven't met the rest of the universe! Just assumed humans were humans, I suppose.