#from davey jones locker

[panthalassaunited]

Quick sketch of Dunkleosteus terreli.

[redfish-blu]

We get it kind of vaguely confirmed that the Black Pearl is like soul magic tied to Jack Sparrow (it literally went to the Locker with him + Davey Jones mentions it almost every time he’s fiending for Jack’s soul), which lends immeasurable humor to Barbossa insisting that it is in fact his ship, not Jack’s. As if every time he actually achieved captaincy of it something didn’t go horribly wrong.

All I’m saying is if I got lifelong traumatized by the same boat (twice) after stealing it from the dude who brought it back from purgatory (twice) by sacrificing his own soul to the Sea Grim Reaper (twice)… Well first I’d hire a medium and get exercised, and second I would not touch that ship with a fifty foot pole because clearly there’s some preternatural fuckery going on that does not want me to be involved.

[agoraphobic-artist]

~Ryu ga Gotoku~ Merch of May: Pirate Edition!

A few more pieces of merch that didn't fit the last post, all from the Majima Gaiden game.

First of all are two themed bandanas. The design on the left was the one that I wanted for obvious reasons, as it is the replica of the purple bands worn by the crew of the Goromaru in-game.

I probably wouldn't have bought the orange one by itself as its more generic, but they came in a bundle and I don't hate it. It feels oddly chaotic, printed with snake and sakura from Majima's Irezumi, his new gun and hook weapon, as well as more generic pirate and seafaring motifs. And, naturally, his face plastered all over it, much in the same style as the cooking minigame.

During a collaboration with Spa Resort Hawaiians there were a bunch of coasters made featuring various alternative outfits available in the game. Most of them didn't pique my fancy, but I am a sucker for some traditional garb. Unfortunately the full outfit design looks like Majima fished the yukata out of the depths of Davey Jones' locker, but here it's cropped and looks more like the actual yukatas used at the Yunosono Hot Springs in Yakuza 4/5.

Somehow, no matter the series, I always end up purchasing file folders. I don't know how this keeps happening...

I haven't shown the back of the Idol Goro one because it wasn't anything special, but the folder of Majima and Noah also had Goro the Tiger on the back looking all cute!

Can we just take in Majima's grey hairs here please, and appreciate what could have been if he didn't keep dying his hair black.

And lastly, whatever fever dream this is.

As soon as I found out this EP existed, I was on the search to add it to my yakuza karaoke CD collection. I'm a huge fan of the music and songs in the games, especially Pirates in Hawaii.

The EP contains 3 new songs, both as sang in game and as instrumentals:

The Sun at 36.5C

Midnight Desire

Goro Pirates Theme

The cover uses an altered version of the main game art, swapping the cutlass for a microphone. Also love what they did with the music note flag.

Inside, the lyrics booklet shows the ending image of the hook video from The Sun at 36.5C. I haven't shown it here, but the pages for each song receive their own desaturated image behind the lyrics.

Behind the CD is a little bit of a jumpscare, as we have the ending image from Midnight Desire with Goro having succumb to the feast.

And the back is...

Whatever this is.

Ignoring the looming threat of photoshopped Captain 'Jima, the imagery is actually very pretty. I love that you can see Majima, Noah and Goro the Tiger having a little swim around their ship.

But then you look up and are reminded of this.

You're welcome.

[regicidal-defenestration]

Song of all time, to me

The siren song rings like a gong It turns your mind to gravy She'll have you drown in that locker down With Jones comma Davey Such pretty tones, you've never known Like angels plucking harp strings The only defence, just common sense Fatigue has made you hear things

The Kraken was attacking us Its tentacles surrounding The timbers broke, cap'n had a stoke Our troubles were compounding And just as we prayed to the sea Deliver us salvation We realised our heavy eyes Shared a group hallucination

It's all made up! It's in our heads! It's hard work trawling those sea beds! With the physical strain there's no surprise Your faculties get compromised

(FLEET, spoken: I'll wait outside.) (CLARA, spoken: Don't you dare.)

The helmsman who was wedded to A selkie from the fathoms His judgement scarred, he'd worked as hard As any man since Adam And when we spied a sea serpent's eyes We knew our doom awaited Until it clicked, we'd been too strict And likely dehydrated!

It's all made up! It's in our heads! It's hard work trawling those sea beds! With the burn of the rope and the frozen winds It's natural to be seeing things

Sleep hygiene Good diet These things keep monsters quiet New hammocks Less motion No nightmares on the ocean

Sleep hygiene (hey!) Good diet (hey!) These things keep monsters quiet (hey!) New hammocks (hey!) Less motion (hey!) No nightmares on the ocean (hey!)

(And the lady!)

It's all made up! It's in your heads! It's hard work trawling those sea beds! We toil for days, our attention frays I never knew my father…

(SAILOR, spoken: That's a… different sort of problem, Michael, I'm sorry, that's a different song.) (MICHAEL, spoken: Sorry…) (SAILOR, spoken: Nothing to apologise for Michael, you're among friends, and you're our only basso profundo)

Oh!

It's all made up! It's in our heads! It's hard work trawling those sea beds! With the moonless sky and the narwhal's cry It's natural to forget

It's all made up! It's in our heads! It's hard work trawling those sea beds! With the raging storm and the grog lukewarm It's simple to neglect

With the blinding sun and the dearth of fun You're under the gun to fish every tonne The work's never done, the truth can be spun It's a damned hard job trawling those sea

(Oh, er, (sigh))

Be-eds!

[cottoncandyswirl828]

Zuma Appreciation Week: Day 5 - Favorite Outfit

The pups all have a ton of cute outfits, it’s honestly hard to pick a favorite. But today’s prompt demands that I do, so after much deliberation, Zuma’s Pirate Pups to the Rescue outfit is my favorite. Zuma has actually dressed up as a pirate twice in the series, the other time being a Halloween costume, so Zuma clearly has a love of pirates. His Pirate Pups outfit is super cool, and I know he must’ve had a blast being able to go on a pirate mission of his own, so I’m gonna give him another treasure hunting pirate adventure, this time with first mate Tracker! Just be warned, I don’t know any Spanish, so please forgive me if any of Tracker’s Spanish comes out wrong, I did my best, thank you Google Translate.

“Yar har har! Prepare to set sail for uncharted waters, first mate!”

“Aye-aye, Captain Zuma!”

Tracker hopped down from the bridge of their pretend pirate ship to pull the anchor shaped chew toy onto the ship deck.

“Anchor’s raised, Captain!”

Zuma pulled a rope hanging from a pole, which released a makeshift sail.

“Set a course for the eastern sea, where treasure awaits!” he shouted, pointing out towards the ocean.

“Actually, that’s south. East is that way.” Tracker corrected, pointing to Zuma’s left.

“Oh. Set a course for the southern sea then!”

The two laughed as they pretended to sail the ship through rough seas, imagining a wild storm on the horizon and giant waves that threatened to capsize their vessel.

“Ahoy! Sea beast off the port bow!”

“That’s the starboard bow, port is the other side of the ship.”

“¡Ay Caramba! I’m always mixing those up.”

Zuma laughed, “Don’t worry about it, Marshall mixes up his left and right all the time. Now man the cannons, matey! That sea beast has a date with Davey Jones!”

“Aye-aye!”

With a little toy cannon, Tracker aimed at the imaginary beast.

“Boom! Boom! To Davey Jones locker with thee ya Cuero!”

“What is a Cuero again?”

“It’s a creepy looking sea monster from Chile and Argentina. Land ho, Captain!”

“Aye! Time to drop anchor and find our treasure!”

With the toy anchor dropped and the sail refurled, the two pretend pirates hopped off their pretend ship to look for pretend treasure.

“Keep your ears peeled, matey. Who knows what dangers may be lurking on this island.”

“Aye-aye, Captain.”

The pups split up to look for their treasure, searching different sides of the beach they were playing on. As Zuma looked for a good spot to find the treasure or maybe encounter a jungle trap, he noticed a clear glass bottle half buried in the sand. Digging it up revealed that a rolled-up piece of paper was inside.

“Wow. Hey Tracker, come look what I found!”

“Arrr, did ye find the treasure, Captain?”

“Even better. A real message in a bottle!”

“Really? You found that?”

“Yep! Buried right here in the sand!”

“Well, what are you waiting for? ¡Abrelo! Open it! Let’s see what it says!”

Zuma pulled on the cork of the bottle until it popped off and shook the paper out of the bottle. The pups’ faces lit up with excitement as they unfurled the parchment.

“It’s a treasure map!” Tracker exclaimed, “No lo creo, a real treasure map!”

“Do you think it leads to real treasure?”

“There’s only one way to find out amigo, let’s follow the map and see where it leads!”

“Alright, matey, time for a real pirate adventure! Let’s go find us some treasure!”

The map marked a clear trail from Adventure Beach, up the nearby cliff and into the forest. There was also a message written on the map, saying:

“You’ve found a map, that much is clear

But only half the map is here.

To find your way to treasures unknown

Dig where the trees meet a peak of stone.”

“What do you think ‘a peak of stone’ means?” Tracker wondered. Zuma shrugged.

“I’m not sure, maybe a mountain or hill? I bet we can figure it out if we follow the map, let’s get going!”

The two pirate pups followed the map up the old roads of the cliff and reached the forest fairly quickly. From there, they began searching for any noteworthy stone structures.

“See anything that could be a peak of stone, Zuma?”

“Nothing yet.”

Zuma continued to search through the shrubs and bushes, pushing past the foliage until he came to a small lake, where many trees were growing around it with their roots dipping into the water. Despite its seemingly small size, Zuma could tell the water was pretty deep, and in the middle of the lake, a small stone spire was peeking out of the water. Zuma’s eyes widened in realization.

“Tracker! I think I found the peak of stone!”

Tracker came running almost immediately, “Really? Where is it? Where should we start digging?”

“I think it might be under the water, in that lake.”

Tracker looked over at where Zuma was pointing, tilting his head curiously.

“What makes you think it might be there? I don’t see anything that looks like a peak of stone.”

“That’s because most of the peak is underwater. It’s called a sea mount, basically a mountain that’s underwater, and the tree roots lead into the water too, so the water is where the trees meet the peak of stone.”

“You may be right! Do you think you can dive down there and take a look?”

“That’s what I was trained for!”

Zuma handed Tracker his pirate hat before jumping into the water with an excited splash. Just as Zuma suspected, the little stone spire was just the tip of a much larger underwater mountain. Overall, Zuma guessed the lake was about 20ft deep, and at the bottom he could see a half-buried bottle sticking out from the lakebed. With a little bit of effort and a quick break to come up for air, Zuma dug the bottle free and brough it to the surface.

“I got it!” He exclaimed, holding the bottle in his teeth triumphantly as he gasped for air, “Whew! That was good lung exercise.”

“You alright, amigo?”

“Yeah, I’m good. Nothing I couldn’t handle.”

Zuma carefully climbed out of the lake and shook himself off before opening the bottle to reveal the second piece of the map. Surprisingly, it didn’t show a path to the treasure, but it did have a compass drawn on the map, along with another message:

“Listen up, the treasure is near

To find it, simply open your ears.

There lies a cave by the setting sun

Just find that and your quest is done.”

“A cave by the setting sun…” Zuma pondered, “What do you think that could mean?”

“Well, the sun sets to the west, so maybe it means the cave is to the west of here.”

Zuma nodded. It made sense, and it would explain why there was a compass on the map. So, they headed west until they came to a cliff face, where a large waterfall fed into a winding river.

“The cave must be nearby,” Zuma said, “let’s start looking.”

But Tracker continued to stare at the waterfall, ears perked up at attention, listening closely.

“What is it? Do you hear something?”

“Sí. The waterfall. It sounds… Odd. Like, I can hear some sort of echo.”

Tracker stepped closer to the waterfall, concentrating on the sound. There was definitely an echo, but echoes are only made when sounds bounce off of something, what could the sound be bouncing off of?

A bombilla went off in Tracker’s head, and he ran right up to the waterfall to see what was behind it.

“Zuma! I found it! The cave is behind the waterfall!”

Zuma ran right up to Tracker to see for himself. Sure enough, right behind the wall of water, there was a large crack in the cliff, opening up to a large cave.

“It sure is! Great work first mate!”

The cave was dark, but a few cracks in the cave ceiling let in enough light for them to see. Still, the two walked slowly and carefully to avoid any hazards they might not be able to see. At the very back of the cave, a large stream of light illuminated a particular spot on the ground, where small stones were arranged… In the shape of an X.

“X marks the spot!” Zuma exclaimed, “This must be it! We found the treasure!”

“Come on! ¡Vamos a cavar! let’s get digging!”

The two pup dug their paws into the dirt and began it scooping up as fast as they could. It wasn’t long before their paws brushed up against something hard.

“¡Ahí está! I think we found it!”

It took all their strength to pull the chest out of the hole, but they managed to hoist it up with the help of Tracker’s cables. Fortunately, the chest didn’t have a lock, so all they had to do at this point was just lift the lid.

“Come on, let’s open it up!”

“Oy-oy-oy! I hope there’s real tesoro in there!”

The rusty lid took a bit of effort to pry open, but once they did, their eyes went as wide as saucers.

The chest was full of shimmering, iridescent pearls of all colors and sizes. Some were strung to create necklaces and bracelets, while others were loose.

“Woah!”

“Tantas perlas… I’ve never seen so many pearls in all my life!”

“How do you even get that many pearls?”

“Maybe whoever buried the treasure was a pearl fisher, someone who harvests pearl for a living.”

“Or maybe they were a pirate who stole from a pearl fisher!”

“Either way, this is an amazing treasure! I can’t believe we found something like this! We should call Ryder and Carlos and show them what we found!”

“Totally! We gotta show everyone! They are not gonna believe this!”

[sukipershipper]

OH SHIT OFFICIAL PUNCH OUT SEQUEL CHARACTERS DROPPED/J

Had a go at recreating the official PO!! style and whipped up these 3 bad boys. All of 3 of them are fighters withing Branch B (Jazzy #1 in Minor Circuit while Rangi and Maritime are at #2 and #1 in World Circuit respectively)

Some info about them under the cut!

JAZZY JAMBOREE

Name: Jazzy Jamboree

Age: 37

Height: 6'1

Weight: 196lbs

From: New Orleans, LA, USA

From New Orleans, comes a whopping, bopping and jazzy sensation. Jamboree is a triple act, working as a commentator, a singer AND a boxer, delivering both witty lines, gorgeous tunes and hard hitting punches to his opponents!

RANGI RIPPA

Name: Rangi Rippa

Age: 26

Height: 6'2

Weight: 210lbs

From: Manurewa, AKL, NZ

Hailing from the land of the long white cloud, Rangi is a fighter with a heart of fire. He's a hard hitter with a tackle greater than any other. Although he may look intimidating, this man is really a team player and very friendly! Maybe stop and grab a drink with him later?

MIGHTY MARITIME

Name: Mighty Maritime

Age: 44

Height: 6'8

Weight: 353lbs

From: Liverpool, UK (yes he's a scouse)

From the Maritime city of Liverpool comes Mighty Maritime. A cold hearted sailor with a grim look on his face and his trusty anchor always in hand. Be careful how you act while in the ring with this brute, or you'll be saying a quick hello to Davey Jones locker

[110789angle]

Nothing glomming, quiet, and darkness in Providence, Rhode Island 1898 

The story begins at the house of 454 Angell St., where an eight-year-old boy lives with his single mother. During the night, the little boy walked up the stairs to the attic alone with his candle. The little boy was reading astronomy and chiromancy. The little boy started looking out at the window and saw a strange man with a long, dark coat walking alone while smoking a pipe in the middle of the night. 

The next night at 7, the mother decided to take her son to walk along the Providence River. The little boy was staring at the dark river and was quiet. The mother sits down at the benches close to the river. The mother told the son not to go too far away. Suddenly, the little boy saw that strange man again with the same long dark coat and smoking pipe. The little boy was curious about that strange man and why he covered the shadow's face so much. 

The little boy wanted to closer and closer to the strange man. Then, the little boy noticed something odd and saw tentacles on his face moving. When the strange man turns on the lighter for the pipe and then shows the face of the octopus and tentacles that are supposed to be beard-like. A strange man with a creature face said, "You know I'm your nightmare?" The little boy ran to his mother and did not express a word. 

The next morning, the mother could not understand what was wrong with her son. The little boy continues reading books in the attic, but it is reading about dark myths and fairy tales. The mother decided to call the doctor. The doctor explained that her son still suffers from mental illness from the loss of his father. The mother realized that maybe staying home is good for homeschooling. 

Two weeks later, the mother takes her son to the Providence River again during dawn time. The little boy did not know how to respond to his feelings and stared at the dark river again. Suddenly, it was that strange man with a creature face again, and the little boy wanted to get close again. A strange man with a creature's face went through the water and swam away. The little boy could not see the river because it was too dark, and afraid of the ocean now. 

For hours, the mother is still sitting on the benches and talking to this woman as a friend and never notices anything for a minute. The little boy is also still staring at the dark river, not responding. For minutes, the little boy heard something behind his back, stepping, dropping, and soaking, moving close. 

The little boy looked back and did not respond. The strange man with a creature face said, "Why are you still waiting for me? I told you I'm your nightmare?" The little boy said, " I don't know why I stopped feeling this?" 

The little boy still wondered and said," Why do you have that face of the octopus, and do you breathe underwater?"  The strange man with a creature face said, "There are a lot of strange myths that are supposed to be a gift or a curse by Poseidon, the god of the sea himself. Thousand years of the sea live forever? I just looked for special, but it never came true?" 

When the strange man with a creature face comes closer to the little boy, but still afraid and never screams. The little boy and the strange man with the creature's face share a bond because they are never alone with each other. 

The little boy decided to introduce his name. "My name is Howard Phillips Lovecraft, and what's your name?" 

The strange man with a creature face gave expression and mysterious clues and said, "Many of the sailors across the sea have a fear of the bottom ocean for losing a soul?" He lights up the pipe. "My name is Davey Jones. Even know it was Locker at the end?" The little boy was shocked because it sounded like a joke or a story for sailors. 

Years have passed, and Davey Jones still lived through centuries and never saw the little boy named Howard Phillips Lovecraft after that night again. When Jones was walking in the middle of the night. He saw a pulp magazine called Weird Tales and familiar names. It's that same little boy who called himself H.P., which stands for Howard Phillips, with the last name Lovecraft. Davey Jones sees the pages " The Call of Cthulhu," a short story about a cult that worships Cthulhu, a monstrous human, octopus, and dragon hybrid. Davey Jones realized he had given the young Lovecraft and said, "Like I said, I'm your nightmare, but good?" 

[octo-not]

Episode 5

The Flying Fish

Why does Professor Inkling have ears?

He saw something amazing leap out of the water. it was a fish. Crazy.

Woah, shellington is an actual character!

That satchel was too small for that book 

Don't trust a pirate with a book

Oh my God they said the name of the episode! 

Lame ass attempt at flying

If only you had Peso there to do his full body wrapping thing

Don’t make friends with weird fish that you find in the ocean.

He’s literally a penguin, why does he need a helmet

HE DID THE FULL BODY WRAPPING THING!!!!

Yeah, how did you lose a book when you stayed in the Gup-A the entire time?

“Davey Jones’ locker” - Pirate

He went through the stages of grief very quickly

Oh, you lost it? Oh that sucks, guess it’s gone forever.

They’re drawing in a paper notebook. Underwater.

His fucking tailbone fracture heals itself in a day. From a bandage.

The fish still has that bag

Kwazii: flies -The rest of the crew: Shocked pikachu face

THE FUCKING TURNIP SAYS TURNIP! For real this time, the subtitles said turnip and everything! His name is Tunip, why do they keep saying turnip!!!

[vulpixelates]

oh shit, another caerellia reveal also happened last night

so, caerellia is an aboleth tiefling, and gargauth claims that he is the father of aboleths. so him telling her that he was her father made a lot of sense to her; she'd never found another possible source of her weird aboleth abilities and she had always felt so out of place that it was comforting to know that her strangeness that she'd been forced to hide from others came from someone/something that at least cared about her.

gargauth isn't actually her father. he's been lying to her, manipulating her into trusting him so he could get her to help bring back the great old ones all the while telling her that he's trying to prevent it, before it's so late that she can't get out of it. but caerellia has found this out and has been working againt him, yadayadayada.

but! this idea that gargauth could possibly be her father had sent her mother, fortunata, into a tizzy. she knew that caerellia wasn't her ex-husband's (dexion) because they didn't ever have a physical relationship, so she assumed that it was an accidentally oopsie at the bacchanal of fleshly decadence (orgy holiday lmao) or something. but she really wanted to know definitively. so she stole some of caerellia's blood in her sleep and started doing magical tests.

AND SHE FOUND OUT.... that caerellia was an oopsie not w some rando but w the gorgon spymaster, vesuvia, that fortunata has been having an affair with for years. JUICY. DRAMA. SNAKE MOMMY. vesuvia and glasya (fortunata's mother, archdevil but not like the canon one really) both knew but kept it from fortunata and caerellia because they knew that dexion would have had caerellia killed if he knew the truth - he HATED gorgons, and vesuvia even moreso than the next. but glasya has been having an eons-long affair w sune, the goddess of many things but also who created the gorgons, so she sees caerellia as kind of an extension of their bond - devil and gorgon 😭

my wife made up some interesting lore to get this to fit also. gorgon wild magic sorcerers come out as albino (to make caerellia's pasty ass make sense), and sune was inspired by the aboleths (who kind of sprouted into existence on their own) and their inherent magical capabilities when she created the gorgons to protect mortals from the GOOs and such. but one of the archdevils, fierna (a bit feral, rules over levia/davey jones' locker) is closely tied to aboleths, so my wife decided that fierna is sune's feral mermaid sister and i love this DEEPLY as a die hard stan for both sune and fierna

[fantasyconcrete]

@hriobzagelthewanderer

"Captain, something's coming up starboard!"

Cait tore her gaze from the shell of darkness spreading across the sky and focused on the right, as the rest of the crew did following the crow's nest shout of alarm. She didn't understand what she was seeing at first. "What in Davey Jones' locker...?"

Some sort of mass of spectral energy was rushing out of the woods, directly at the castle Cait was guarding.

"Shit. All hands, prepare for battle!"

[panthalassaunited]

Avatar: James Cameron remembers The Lore

[piratesandmonsters]

THE PIRATES CODE

 Every crew member shall have an equal vote in all affairs of moment. The Captain would have equal footing in all said discussions and never be held above the current topic as 'out of reach'. The captain can not ney a vote purely based on their own transgressions.

 Crew that shall desert the ship or their quarters in the time of battle shall be punished by death or marooning.

 None shall strike another on board the ship, but every crew mate's quarrel shall be ended on shore by sword or pistol in this manner: at the word of command from the quartermaster, the quarrelling individuals shall be placed back to back and shall turn and fire immediately. If they do not, the quartermaster shall knock the piece out of their hand. If both miss their aim, they shall take to their cutlasses, and the one that draws first blood shall be declared the victor.

 Crew are prohibited gambling for money with dice or cards. Gambling could lead to disagreements and disputes among the crew, which could undermine the unity and cohesion of the crew.

 Stealing from a fellow crew member is a one way ticket to Davey Jones' Locker.

 Aboard the ship crew hold specific shares of the loot for different crew members, but any crew member who felt they were not receiving a fair share could appeal to the crew for a reconsideration of the distribution.

 Captains provide provisions for the protection of crew members who were injured or disabled in the line of duty, crew who did not follow this rule had their ears slit for disobeying/harassing of said crew.

 Befriend others wisely, even other fellow pirates but shall be loyal to thy fellow crew members. Knowingly targeting and sinking other pirate ships is strictly forbidden.

That no crew member shall give, or dispose of, the ship's provisions; but every one shall have an equal share.

 Whoever first spotted a treasure-laden ship could choose the best pistol for themselves.

 Trading for products fair and square means the seller can do as they like, including resell at profit.

 Killing of a surrendered enemy or prisoner is not allowed.

 Shall not ally oneself with one who would break these codes unless the situation be dire and require it.

[jonathanjohnnyjones]

"be honest… ARE you-a shark?" // pfffff

Johnny's body jerked hard at that question; an involuntary action that spoke magnitudes. The question blindsided him so hard he couldn't possibly have prepared for it by putting up a wall. It was like a harpoon straight to the heart. Something that struck the very soul inside of him to it's core. His darkest secret exposed for the world to know.

He wanted to lie. He wanted to make up something that made him seem leagues better than what the past reminded him of. If it were anyone else, perhaps that's what he could have done.

But he couldn't lie to a friend as dear as Mario.

If he was asking this, he no doubt had suspicions.

"That's a bit hard to explain," Johnny's voice was low, subdued from it;s former boisterous tone. It sounded utterly defeated, a sorrow he didn't like letting escape. He turned his back to the plumber, unable to look him in the eye.

"Surely you know what happened to the crew here. I'm sure you've been told the tales of the captain who met his unfortunate end and went down with his ship...What if I told ya, he was still here with it? That this body was all a rouse...in a way.

That the reason I move like a human more than I do a fish is because I'm not exactly used to moving like one? My outward appearance is just a husk of a formidable foe I defeated to rule this sea. But, you probably surmised that much, right? You're sharp like that..."

Johnny glanced over at his hook hand, watching the rippling shadows of the water wash over it.

"I'm merely a wandering soul who inhabited the husk of something that remained of his past, trying to do the best with what I've got. A man stuck in Davey Jone's locker with the mates he could never save, trying to make up for it in the afterlife."

Now Mario knew, he knew everything - the shame, the pain, all the things Johnny kept caged in that manly shark facade of his.

"Sorry I pulled a fast one on ya, mate. This isn't exactly my finest hour...and maybe...it's hard to admit to myself at times, too...."

[dustyislandchangling]

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Alter intros:

Subject to review

Name: Wren

Age presenting: 19

Pronouns: He/Him

Role: Host/anp

Tag: #host yaps

Other: associates most w/ body, hyperfixator of all hyperfixators, easily overwhelmed, loves naruto, weird relationship with food. Theres four wrens, they were all host once. They often trade places and we all pretend to not notice. Often with a partial source from a current/past hyperfixation.

Name: Harlow

Age presenting: 20~

Pronouns: He/They

Role: Co-Host ish

Tag: #harlowg

Other: a wren split that name a name for himself, literally, definitely began as a fragment, he just wants to watch lore videos and write, spends 3+ hours a day writing if he can. Fronts so much. Front buddies w/Kipper

Name: Dave

Age presenting: 15-34

Pronouns: He/him

Role: trauma holder but also offical town menace

Tag: #davey jones locker

Other: "its just Dave strider" is the world's worst understatement. He likes Minecraft and grilled cheese. Wren and Dave are "twins" somehow. Don't ask. Or do, there's so much to explain. Sometimes hes a grown man. We all hate that.

Name: Jax

Age presenting: mid 20s

Pronouns: They/he

Role: regulator, co host

Other:

Name: Robyn

Age presenting: 17

Pronouns: She/they/he

Role: to be annoying probably

Tag: #ribs rambles

Other: old co-host, agender mess, has foraging knowledge, plays a lot of Sims 4, runs the account @sage-paradox

Name: Moose

Age presenting: 24 or 14 cant tell

Pronouns: He/him They/Them

Role: emotional regulator, wildcard, moose.

Tag: #moose #moosetown

Other: runs @virtual-moose with Harlow and a few others(anon), hes very shy, English accent as a joke until it isn't and hes stuck talking like that bc he forgot how to not. Will probably starve before he eats something hes sus about. And hes sus about a lot of food.

Name: Thomas

Age presenting: no idea 30+? Late twenties?

Pronouns: he/him

Role: protector/gatekeeper type

Other: hes cool ig. has been told he gives creepy vibes. Idk if they were joking. Leader of the protective old man squad and the only one willing to allow his intro on tumblr ( the day he posts is the day pigs fly), he already wants this blog gone so if it dissappears you know why.

Name: "K"

(Kyra/korey/kash/kazro)

Age presenting: no idea but serving vibes

Pronouns: She/he

Role: social butterfly

Tag: #kyras script

Other: is friendly to ppl when its hard to be nice to ppl, girl failure. Also part of Ann's subsystem.

Name: Kipper

Age presenting: vibes pt2

Pronouns: He/They

Role: n/a

Tag: #kipper zone

Other: up for debate whether hes a fragment or not. Loser that won't leave his room. Ever. Runs a cyberpunk2077 blog and writes fanfic all day. Is really weird about food, like, he almost worships it. Likes finding new music, and is really good at it. 80% sure Kipper is a split of another (sleeping) alter, cherry (who may be referenced occasionally)

Name: Ann

Age presenting: 16

Pronouns: She/her

Role: girl mode/online shopping addict

Other: cant be trusted with money, can be trusted with your heart, ann persona5 fictive. Has a contained subsystem. Big sis vibes, merged w/ older alter, Roxy (retains a little of her accent)

Name:Althea/Thea

Age presenting: 19

Pronouns: She/They

Role: no idea, to be a hippie?

Tag: #thea theory

Other: part of Ann's subsystem, gives the vibes of a van lifer. Would be vegan but settles for vegetarian.

Name: Marcel/Ezra

Age presenting: like 10ish, but not a child

Pronouns: He/him or they/them

Role: stabilizer or something(not offical at all), keeps shit running, gatekeeper, jack of all roles.

Tag: #mezra

Other: nonverbal by choice; like Ferb, incredibly picky, has wings but isn't an angel or anything, just a judgmental looking bird.

Name:Kiran/Venus

Age presenting: 20 but also 6 sometimes

Pronouns He/they

Role: something important probably, he doesn't tell me anything. (Gatekeeper)

Tag: #kiran says

Other: likes to listen to glitchpop, edm, ect, megumi(jjk) fictive. Furthest removed from source of all the fictives, playlist maker, lurker, sad emo loser, romance and sex repulsed.

Name: Miles

Age presenting: wont say

Pronouns: They/He/She

Role: tall

Other: likes the backrooms, is tall, feels long. no thoughts, much dissociate, introject of both streamer and character ranboo. max autism, only watches the same 5 yt videos on repeat. touch adverse, semi nonverbal, prone to info dumping. shapeshifts.

[boredserenity385]

Water Orb saga is you basically mess around in the Locker after crashing and beating up Davey's key and his things. Annoying quest since you have to defeat undead in random areas.

Playing as Davey is a nice touch. He IS a nod to Davy Jones and his locker of the abyss. Fitting for a water and pirate theme.

OOOOOOh.

Diawe and Carat are cool twin undead sisters. Who are also Deathknights using the beta DK design.

Mechquest reference.

A quest about running around till you get an answer but you should just wait the timer out.

You have been searching endlessly through books for solutions to help Aquella.

Getting dragged by Adepts is not a good thing to be.

She unknowning interfered with the shielding.

You miss a comically large rock then get KO'ed by a comically small one instead XD.

You are going crazy since trying to find the water orb in a place where Kathool presence is going to destroy you.

Kathool trying to break the hero since they cannot save someone is one of their troubles in Bk 1.

Diawe keeps quoting the Yogi who is yogi berra? I believe. Their deathknight curse res to light and darkness protects them from Kathool since they also dont sleep.

Dream matchups are always fun.

Even the hero is struggling to stay sane.

These Adepts are horrifying in concept and practice.

Diawe And Caran to the rescue.

Pretty easy to defeat.

Kathool is massive...

Fully referencing Mechquest since Kathool is about as powerful as a dragon and some Mechs. But his dream powers are unparalleled in a smaller pond of dragons and magic. In Mechquest he was just a regenerative squid in a side quest sorta. (i need to play through MQ so idk)

Kathool is hulking and Aquella is useful. He is an interesting Titan fight since he targets both mp and hp.

Kathool in a mana pond is basically immortal since he did not die in MQ man...

Hugo the cool Katana man is seppy spy.

Onto tomix saga.

Riadne is pretty cool.

Sir Render is ironic since he doesn't surrender or show up that i know of.

Aspar... nothing interesting.

Tomix's tragedy in life.

Murk is someone who is spoiler territory for bk3.

Vaal...you were never meant for happiness.

[mysticalibra1994]

Sonic Prime: A Tumble and a Close Call in No Place

Okay, so we all know that Sonic can't swim (how long has it been?) and Nine's tech saved him from going under in No Place.

Well, this is a "two what-if scenarios in one"...

1.) What if Nine's tech malfunctioned underwater?

2.) What if Shadoww found a way to visit the Shatterspace as easily as Sonic?

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[Setting: No Place. Dread, his crew, and Sonic are having the time of their lives having a pirate's life adventure. Their arch-rival, The Scurvy Dogs, have docked their ship. They're all fighting with swords. All except...]

Sonic: Yo, Shads! Why aren't you joining in on the fun? Shadow: *arms crossed, leaning on the post* I don't do swords, I do guns. Sails: We be harboring weapons that ye fancy! Shadow: Did the research, they all take too long to get ready. Sonic: *chuckling a bit* Sounds like Amy...

[Sonic gets serious the moment he notices that one of the Scurvy Dogs is swinging on the rope of the mast and aiming directly at Dread. Due to his speed, he manages to push him out of the way, only to get kicked off the ship and go overboard. Shadow witnessed the whole thing as he knocked that Scurvy Dog out until he was incapacitated. As he glances over the railing, the rest of the Scurvy Dogs retreat back to their ship. By the time Dread's crew made their way to the duo, Dread had decided... to be him.]

Dread: Did ye be seein' that?! That thar blue devil shoved me fer no reasoning! Shadow: He shoved you out of the way from being attacked and falling overboard. *scans the water for anything...* Black Rose: Why he be doin' that fer? We can all swim. Shadow: *tries to hide his concern* He can't.

[Before the rest can even react, Shadow dives into the water; due to him being made from Black Doom's DNA, he can hold his breath a lot longer than any regular Mobian.

Meanwhile, Sonic is in sheer panic as he struggles to jumpstart Nine's tech on his kicks. The more he struggles, the more he struggles to continue holding his breath. His last thoughts were of his friends back home as he closed his emerald green eyes while sinking lower and lower...

Suddenly, a black sea creature with glowing red streaks appears from the coral reef. This creature was none other than Guardian; a No Place version of Shadow. He swims up to Sonic as if he remembers his appearance. But, as he got closer, he noticed a few things that were off; both eyelids didn't seem damaged, no hints of a small goatee, and no gold tooth.]

Guardian: Even though you're not him, you don't deserve to live in Davey Jones' locker for eternity.

[Guardian carefully wraps his arms around Sonic's torso and swims him close enough to be close to the shore without breaking it. Eventually, Shadow and Guardian were close enough to see each other underwater. Luckily for both of them, they were able to speak telepathically.]

Shadow: (So, you're...?) Guardian: (It appears so...) *hands Sonic over* (Here, take him before you lose him.) Shadow: *realizes what he meant* (I will, thanks.)

[Shadow holds Sonic close as he breaks the surface. All of Dread's crew (except for Dread) cheers happily for their return! Only to grow silent as only Shadow was the only conscious one. Batten Rouge grabs the rope for Shadow to grab hold of as she pulls them both up onto the main deck. The rest look on with a worried and concerned look on their faces while Shadow checks on Sonic's vitals.]

Shadow: Sonic. *nudges him a bit* Sonic? *shakes his shoulders* Hey!

[Shadow places his ear on Sonic's chest to check for any signs of breathing... He could only hear his shallow heart. The rest of the crew could only watch as Shadow tilts Sonic's head back and puts his mouth on his while blowing air into his lungs. After a few times of this, Shadow quickly uses his two fingers to trace and find the center of his peachy-colored chest, puts one hand on top of the other, and rhythmically compresses his chest. Dread was too stunned to speak as some water started to flow out from Sonic's mouth with each pump.]

Black Rose: *covers her mouth* By the gods... Shadow: *repeats the steps* Don't you dare do this! You're not going out like this! *repeats the steps* Not like this...

[By the time Shadow was about halfway done with the 5th step, Sonic's chest heaved up as he coughed up the rest of the seawater. Shadow quickly turns him over on his side as Sonic continues coughing. A collective sigh fills the ship.]

Sails: Where'd ye learned such technique? Shadow: *caught his own breath* In Sonic's original dimension, but from a space colony. It's a long story and my memory's not that great.

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I actually came up with this last night; due to Sonic's panic of falling into large bodies of water, it kind of makes one wonder...

Plus, I could imagine Shadow meeting Guardian for the first time; automatically knowing that he lost someone close to him, too.