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Beryl’s Journal: A busy two years.

Two years ago, on March 27th, Arnold arrived with Dr. Maddox Sinclaire at the port of New Babbage. They arrived unprepared, poor, friendless, and unstable.

We are now Dr Maddox Lionheart and Beryl Strifeclaw; we are certainly not poor or friendless anymore. The past two years have been full of strife, but also transformative. I think I will celebrate some way..

Many things are happening right now. While I may have become more stable mentally, my friend and pseudo one time kidnapper Zaros Xue has been getting progressively more unstable and has now endangered others. She is on a brief sabbatical in the asylum now.

Lisa was also feeling confused about her recent growth spurt and was terrified by Dr. Viper, who I will admit is exceptionally creepy.

Maddox was devastated when I told her what had happened to Arnold. She tried to put on a brave face, but I can feel her grief. I preferred the Planks outright confusion.

Speaking of the Plank, in all of this I was most worried when two weeks ago he told me he was leaving me in charge of the Plank. Thankfully, he seems to have forgotten he said that for the moment. At first I was slightly, inexplicably jealous, but not anymore. As worried about this democracy as I am I would have been more concerned if he did leave me in charge of it. Now when the place falls apart it’s not my responsibility.

I am not the only one detached, Momoe seems to think the Plank has become stale and lifeless, that the fun has left it due to the recent events and behaviors. I found her sitting on the pier at port, staring out at sea sadly. I shared my own recent revelations with her, that she was more than her job, more than a bartender. She smiled, and bopped me on the head. I nudged her closer to the edge. It was a good talk.

We both agreed to watch over the Plank for now, try to help it a little, but that we could leave it behind now if we had to. Thinking about it now I have never been more glad Emerson forgot something in his life.

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  1. Mumsy Abigail Mumsy Abigail March 25, 2013

    See?  This is what happens when a couple of bohemians run a bar.  Chaos!

    I don’t see why anyone would want to work there.

    *shuffles away talking to herself, “Hmph!  Good for nothing lot of bumbling ninnies…why if I owned that pub I’d…sell it.  Yes, I’d sell it.  I’D NEVER BUY IT!  What a dump…built over that old place, it’s bad luck I tell you…bad luck…” *

    • Mack Blackwell Mack Blackwell March 26, 2013

      While it may be that I’ve correctly surmised, being new and all,  I would indeed appreciate the surety of being able to ask you Mrs. Sharp what exactly it is that the Gangplank is built over?

        • Tepic Harlequin Tepic Harlequin March 26, 2013

          However, yer can’t talk about it, cept in hushed whispers, an yer should NEVER say the name, less yer the Clockwinder of course, cus he’s the Boss an can do stuff like that, or they will come in the night an take yer away an eat yer!

          • Thomas Morlock Thomas Morlock March 26, 2013

            Now, now, Master Harlequin, Mr. Blackwell seems like the inquisitive sort of gentleman. A scientific mind perhaps? Go on, Mr. Blackwell… say it…. it feels so good the way it rolls off your tongue.

                • M. Canergak M. Canergak March 26, 2013

                  I have also discussed the Dunsany Instutition at great length with Doctor Solsen for several months now.  I have  not seen any evidence to suggest it to be a word of power.

                  • Petra Flax Petra Flax March 26, 2013

                    Double stripscrew dare you to say it down in the tunnels.  At night.

                    • Galactic Baroque Galactic Baroque March 26, 2013
                  • Beryl Strifeclaw Beryl Strifeclaw March 26, 2013

                    Did you happen to discuss it around the end of December, beginning of January?  You know, when the staff was dying?

    • Cadmus Lupindo Cadmus Lupindo March 26, 2013

      Burn the Gangplank to the ground. Salt the earth where it stood and fill the hole underneath with a sea of concrete.

      • Mumsy Abigail Mumsy Abigail March 26, 2013

        Now we’re talking. I like your style, sir.

  2. Beryl Strifeclaw Beryl Strifeclaw March 26, 2013

    ((Celebrating me and Maddox’s rez day on Wed the 27th, we’ll first be going to a party where Victor will try to DJ without teeth over at club…’Dizzyland’ apparently at 4.  After that going to Port and the Brewery for an in the city rez day party that Cyan and Lilith said they’d like to throw around 6pm slt.  And yes, I’ll be changing the name in world then.))

  3. Nymlet Nymlet March 27, 2013

    you know what would bring the plank back to life… I already told you.

    A acidfountain. 



    • Emerson Lighthouse Emerson Lighthouse March 27, 2013

      Junie – I think Nymlet is right!

      • Beryl Strifeclaw Beryl Strifeclaw March 27, 2013

        I had been going to suggest to the democracy we open a new book of wagers for things like whether or not you lose the Plank, or we burn it to the ground. But then when it does the book will probably have burnt too…

        • Junie Ginsburg Junie Ginsburg March 27, 2013

          I am already planning to open a new book of wagers, there just hasn’t been anything to wager on recently.  Also, I need to find a nice pen.

      • Nymlet Nymlet March 28, 2013

        of course im right!

        A acid fountain is swell, it cleans out the pipes, have a nice sputtering sound and a homely acrid smell. its also a great conversational piece. 

  4. Deyni Taverstone Deyni Taverstone March 27, 2013

    The pie is not stale and lifeless at the Gangplank. The few times I was there it was yummy good. The bartender was fresh too – not saying which one.

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