SHIP'S LOG:

Spatuloso

Elvin Nelson 12/13/2017 8:52pm

Oh boy! Doctor Maraca says I'll be able to leave the infirmary any day now. Just as soon as the stitches heal over the medallion he sewed into my head. Guess that pulley hit me pretty hard and left a big hole in my skull, but Doctor Maraca happened to have a strange medallion of mysterious origin there on his desk and he says the fit was perfect. Eerily perfect, he said. I'm wearing a beanie so it doesn't get cold and give me a big ice cream headache! Doctor M is a great doctor and he really wants to make sure I get better and says that I should draw and draw, so he's brought me parchments and a pen and he is very interested in my drawings and that I should keep drawing islands and star charts and coastlines because the Captain likes them.

Elvin Nelson 12/7/2017 9:19pm

Oh boy! Life on the Spatuloso is great! I haven't been able to leave the infirmary yet, on account of my head injury, but I've got a porthole that I can see everything through, and sometimes they bring me soup. Like today, the soup was turkey with mushy pieces of carrot and we made call on the tiny hamlet of Ricketty Hole, which consisted of a single strip mall. The big box store had gone out of business a long time ago, and people used it as a communal fabrication space and brick oven bakery. Pretty standard for the Blasted Region. In the few hours we had on land, a number of crew members visited a shop in the mall called the Arf & Barf, which was a tavern and darts place run by Anubians. I could see the storefront of the Arf & Barf from my porthole and I can tell you that the establishment most definitely earns its name.

Elvin Nelson 11/29/2017 11:53pm

Oh boy! I'm fresh out of my Merchant Airservice Training and got my first posting on the Spatuloso! When I got to the aerodrome I was so I excited, looking at all the ropes and the pulleys and the big ships moored above, but I let my guard down and a slimey little rat knicked my wallet! Why a rat would want my wallet is beyond me, but he ran off with it in his mouth. I suppose he's got little ears and mouths to feed back home, and he was forced into servitude by a "King Rat," who's actually a man who wears a rat mask and sits on a throne made of tin foil salvaged from the rubbish heap and says "Go, oh rats, and bring me papers and money and fresh leather wallets!" but the mask is itchy and makes his face sweat, and he can only take it off when he thinks all the other rats are gone, but there's one little mouse that hides in the rafters and knows his secret.

It must have been one of those big heavy pulleys that hit me in the head. I woke up in the infirmary of the Spatuloso, being tended to by the kindly Doctor Maraca, who says I can't leave the bed till he says so. But I'm lucky and have a porthole! This is going to be great.

Bosun Meringue 11/27/2017 10:10pm

I reported for duty today. I was almost late getting to the harbormaster's office to pick up my paperwork, too!! We took flying carpets in from Djerba and you know how it goes. You get the threadbare one and start poking holes through the weave with your finger and then it's listing off to one side and you overcompensate and end up drifting a hundred miles off the shore at Tangier.

Well I made it anyway and I'm very excited to see where the Spatuloso heads next!