Not My Cuppa Tea

Well, it appears we have some familiar guests returning to the worlds must like ourselves. To be honest I had not expected the opportunity to actually arise to where we could put Tera's words to the test but apparently some higher deity actually does smile upon us.

Fran, if you are reading this as I'm sure you are, I have a request to make of you and your ship if she is ready to sail. There is a matter I wish to attend to that could very well change the course of everything and I would be most grateful for your assistance in the matter.


I wonder what the others will do.  This will certainly be an interesting game to watch play out.

If anyone bloody needs me they can just sod off.  I'll be off world trying to sort out the mess that has become my current hand of cards.  I refuse to fold just yet but I need the time and a bit of skill to get the hand back to where it should be. Ta.

to go to the library~

( The sun was shining on the sea )

I'm nobody! Who are you?
Are you nobody, too?
Then there's a pair of us - don't tell!
They'd banish us, you know!

How dreary to be somebody!
How public like a frog
To tell one's name the livelong day
To an admiring bog!

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No, yes, no. Yes the clock tells time...it SAYS it...aloud...in a rather annoying French accent. Don't ask me who the French are but they keep insulting my parents and that is rather rude don't you think? I mean my mother was certainly NOT a hamster.

I was just getting out of the bath too...but then the towels started yelling at me for the answer to life the universe and everything and the only thing that came to mind was the number 42...but surely THAT can't be it because it's...well...42 and that's not an answer to anything except math...which is fun.

We should do math and drink tea.

Tea would be excellent right now...it is my unbirthday after all I think I deserve tea don't you? I mean I've been though a lot these past few weeks and really all I want is a decent cuppa....can't get taht around here nooooooo we're the Organization and don't believe in a proper cup of tea!

It's all about COFFEE. COFFEE COFFEE COFFEE! You lot are insane for drinking the stuff...

I mean who wants crushed up BEANS and water when you can have leaf juice! Delicious leaf juice~

If you wish to find me I will be in that one place...with the people...there maybe dancing...and cake...except last time the cake was a lie and they had pie instead.

I enjoy a good blueberry pie myself.

Someone has stolen the whipped cream though. I would like it back please. I bet it was those penguins from that chalk place...they wear bowties you know and are quite marvelous dancers themselves.

SUPERCALIFRAGILISTICEXPIALIDOCIOUS!
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Yes, so, after certain events on The World that Never Was I think I shall be taking a bit of a holiday. Not to say that I do not care what happens to my comrades...I just feel that perhaps it is time to get away for a bit. Obviously this means spending long hours in Port Royal but possibly popping over to other worlds as well to see what's been...developing as of late.

Speaking of Port Royal I ran into Fran again...or perhaps it is Captain Fran now? She was having slight difficulties in obtaining a crew for her ship and I suggested that perhaps instead of sailing the seas she could invest in transversing space with a gummi ship.

I can't say what it is exactly...but I hope this works out for her.

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You feel so grand, Your heart starts beatin' like a big brass band

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Hmm...perhaps karma really is in some form of existence or at least the spirit of Halloween likes to play amusing costume decisions for us.

I almost feel bad for those times I made fun of Captain Sparrow and what happened to him with the cursed Aztec gold.

Almost...not quite...

Though I am a bit sad that I wont' be able to keep much rum down at the moment

I will be staying away from Port Royal for a time though...wouldn't want to give anyone the wrong idea...though I imagine a few of the pirates there aren't fairing much better...

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((ooc: Luxord is an undead!Pirate XD Think along the lines of the PotC cursed aztec gold stuff and you'll get the idea.))

The moonlight shows us for what we really are. We are not among the living, and so we cannot die, but neither are we dead.

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You know I've become far too much of an optimist for this group I think. Was diplomacy really so much to ask for? I mean really. Although I suppose I should have known this would be the outcome upon reflecting to our past actions and ways of doing things.

In fact I probably could have put safe money on this being the result.

Alas I didn't...and now I really have no idea as to what is going to happen. I've probably had enough to drink and enough time has passed to go find Saix now and ask him what the bloody hell he plans to do now...or have another round...another round sounds lovely.

And then I'll go see Saix and try and sort this all out.

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7 days. I wonder if the number will prove to be as lucky as is believed or if the whole thing will come crashing down upon us like a house of cards. Well...a house of cards put together by unskilled hands I should say.

I'm not the master of fate, merely a gambler in it, so not even I can comprehend what's about to happen.

Sadly luck will only get you so far I have learned. A hard lesson to be sure but one well learned.

Or blow me a kiss and that's lucky too

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Is it possible to have both perfect and horrible timing? A riddle indeed...but perhaps it is possible if approached in the appropriate mind set.

The deck has been reshuffled and the cards redistributed..or maybe it is an entirely new deck of cards...one that has never been used before. This is entirely possible of course...new players, new game, and a greater ante it seems.

A true challenge indeed.

There are many angles to look at and a proper strategist knows that he shouldn't make the first move until he's looked two spaces ahead. However...perhaps this time around he should rely more on chance than wit. Luck rather than actual skill seeing as his skill, his craft failed him last. But what do you do when your skill IS luck? Another puzzling riddle.

I know the answers must be in the cards. Then again...they never were before so I don't see why they would change for me now. No matter the times I shuffle it has always been the same card.

Time and time again.

I have returned to this place and already more questions plague me than when I sought answers. Riddles answered with more riddles. It leads to circles and drives men mad.

Then again...we're all mad here.

Curiouser and curiouser

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Hm. I suppose I'm rather late in returning seeing as a good portion of you have already been making rounds and causing mischief. Ironic that the Gambler of Fate should be one of the last to return, isn't it? No matter now though...I've enjoyed my short stay at Port Royal but I suppose its time I "check in" as it were.

Mostly because that blasted pirate Jack already made away with the stash of rum on this island.

I can tell quite some time has passed and it would be most helpful if someone could tell me just how long it has been.

Oh...and Xigbar...you owe me munny I believe.

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