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captain edward kenway. leave a message and i'll answer when i see fit.

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action — The Worst Assassins (lost world 2: the hangover)

[jackdawvision]

[It’s 8 PM. There’s a triceratops on the loose. Easy enough to deal with, Edward figures: they just have to follow these tracks flashing golden through the streets.]

It doesn’t seem that big, from these tracks. Should be easy enough to get it to heel and follow us back.

An attempt was made

[playtag]

[Sometime closer to the holidays, a package is delivered to Edward's residence. Inside is a brand new copy of Treasure Island with illustrations by Wyeth, carefully wrapped but still obviously a book. And also a six pack of... root beer.]

[There's a note.]

Merry Christmas
From your Secret Santa

[While Eve's penmanship has improved since starting school, there is still an wobbly quality to the writing that marks it as from a young hand.]

text, idk when just whenever's funniest

[prunedworlds]

So I know you don't like a lot of modern stuff about pirates but I saw this and it's so wrong I think it's actually funny? I think it's from some kids' show or something.

Attached is an image she found somewhere on the internet. Where? Who knows, one does not question the sources of memes, but merely passes them on.

HRK WHEEZE 1/3

[jackdawvision]

2/3

[jackdawvision]

3/3

[jackdawvision]

All right. Here we go.

That little girl would not be on a ship in the first place. If you know of Mary Read, and I don’t doubt you do on account of her having a Wikipedia article, then you would know that she didn’t disguise herself as a man simply as a lark. Piracy’s a dangerous job for a lass.

Is this all the crew there is? They wouldn’t be able to steer a boat, let alone crew a whole ship. You need more men than three children who don’t even look thirteen, and that’s the youngest I’ve seen a pirate be.

Why is there a parrot? There shouldn’t be a parrot. I tried to smuggle one onboard while drunk one time and my quartermaster bade me to bring him back because we couldn’t feed the thing. Unless these children can partition some of their share for birdseed that parrot’s going to be in their bellies within two weeks.

And I cannot overstate this enough: we were robbing people of their private property on the high seas. I’ve killed men and rifled through their pockets for change. These children shouldn’t be pirates if they can’t stomach the work.

nebulously early january. text; un: goldenrose

[twofoldfury]

[They've passed into the new year. A bit of time went by... and Diarmuid still couldn't settle on how he felt on having a certain relic "returned" to him.

He wasn't so stubborn as to avoid reaching out. He couldn't avoid this simple fact. This was not something he was emotionally equipped to have close at the moment. Thus did he contact someone he knew could keep things stowed away without it being seen.]

I need to ask a favor of you.

text | un: captainkenway

[jackdawvision]

If you need someone killed that'll cost you some, and a ride to Europe's not happening until I'm sure the sea ice won't rip up the Jackdaw.

[Smartassery aside:] Certainly, though. What is it?

text: un: arise -- during Theresa's post. Feb. 1

[lowestclass]

I know she's got an attitude of a pit viper with the voice of a screaming banschee, but I promise, her bite is far worse than her bark.

Please know that I'm not ordering you--as a Black Order Guardian--to stand down--but please. Watch yourself.
I'll have your back--I promise.

But if something goes down hard and the Higher Ups at the Order start to see you otherworlders as a problem--it's highly likely they'll start making moves to eliminate you.

...I don't want to see that happen.

[jackdawvision]

She talked of “restoring order”. I know one other group that’s as obsessed with restoring order as her and they’re all treacherous vipers at best.

I’ll be careful. But you realize that if she harms any one of you, any one of us, I won’t, can’t let that rest?

Also, I’ve already lived with the threat of wholesale elimination hanging over my head once before. It’ll be almost like home again, except nobody’s sticking fuses into their beard.

mid Teresagate II, un: goldenrose

[twofoldfury]

[This may not be his place given how the young lady felt about him, but...]

Eunie Cabbot is a student of Waver's and to my knowledge a former Black Order member. Are you able to see that she's kept safe where my eyes don't reach?

un: captainkenway

[jackdawvision]

She’s with Zhongli. Between him and Venti, there ain’t nowhere safer.

But I’ll keep an eye out for them anyway. Bloody fucking Black Order shite.

text; early-mid march, pre-teresaning

[fionnuisce]

I know you've got a lot on your mind over there.

But if you're not busy, can we talk? I'll check up on the bounded field while I'm there, if you'd like.

text;

[jackdawvision]

I ain't busy. In fact I do believe I need a walk myself, I've had a week.

I'll wait on the dock and we can go have lunch somewhere. My treat.

UN: hikari-vi | text | After the Teresa confrontation

[whiteshroud]

[When Edward returns to his ship, he'll find Mikleo and Jun gone. Not only that, but there'll be a sizable bloodstain on the deck, a lot of water, and some damage from a fight.

Eventually, he'll get a text from Jun who is laid up in bed back at his home]

Sorry for the mess on the deck.
We're ok just had a run in
I'll be back to clean it up in a couple days.

[How...thoughtful???]

[jackdawvision]

[He’s going to kill her.

He was already going to kill her before, but she’s gone after his friends on his ship. He’s going to kill her. She’s not going to see the weekend.]

Jun, you and Mikleo need to go somewhere that you know for certain is safe. Stay there, and don’t come back to the Jackdaw until the danger’s passed.

I’ll do what I can for Blade and Dan Heng.

Stay safe. Please.

text, un: jingnyan.

[pranas]

[ as this all happens, edward receives the following text: ]

She attacked Dan Heng. He is alive, however I am certain she has gone to find Mikleo. Warn him if you can.

text; un: captainkenway

[jackdawvision]

I’ll call him. If the Jackdaw’s not safe, go somewhere else—speak to Zhongli, I know for a fact he has a grudge against the Order.

Stay safe, all of you. I’m sorry.

[He’s going to end her.]

Delivery! | Backdated to Ed's birthday

[whiteshroud]

[Around Edward's birthday, he'll find a delivery left in the captain quarters of the Jackdaw. The delivery contains a cake shaped like a pirate ship (which is made to clearly resemble the Jackdaw), a quality compass, and a pair of nice waterproof socks.

There's no name on the delivery, nor will Jun bring it up at any point.]

[jackdawvision]

[Some time after Teresa's death, Edward drops a little Funko Pop off for Jun at his place. There's a handwritten note that reads:]

Captain Luffy says to get well soon, and he sends his fellow captain's thanks for the cake, the socks, and the compass.

[Maybe best not to ask Edward what he did to get a special edition Funko Pop like this.]

some time after douman's post. text; un: goldenrose

[twofoldfury]

[It's all fun and games until you can't clock what kinda Servant the chunky rum apologist is. As a chunky rum apologist.]

You should be aware of something. Ashiya Douman is a Servant, or was in his past life. I'm unsure of what power he holds in this one or if he will be a threat at all but he is no less someone to be wary of until we can discern his true intentions.

[jackdawvision]

[Ah. As much as Edward likes Douman, this does put him on alert—Diarmuid saying to be careful means he has to be very careful, and as much as Edward likes to play the fool sometimes, he knows when to take things seriously.]

Noted. I'll keep my wits about me and keep an eye out. I'm hoping he's a harmless clown with a worse bark than his bite, but I thought that about Calico Jack as well, and that turned out badly.

voice: UN: hotgoss

[bebest]

[There is screeching. There is IMMEDIATE and ANGRY screeching.]

EDWARD KENWAY?!!!!!! Just WHAT did you think you were DOing saying you were gonna fight those Order guys ALONE? I want an exPLAINation and I want one RIGHT NOW, Mister!!!

voice;

[jackdawvision]

When I find Shroud, I'm going to dump a bucket of paint on his uniform, see how he likes that.

[Ughhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh this is exactly what he wanted to avoid.]

—we're not talking about this over the phone. You can yell at me in the Vogue if you wish, just not over the phone.

text | un: laluna, after shroud's text

[crisantemo]

where are you

[ She could ask nicely, but. Nope. She's really not in the mood for that. ]

text;

[jackdawvision]

I'm going to find Shroud and I'm going to throw his nice boots into the fucking ocean.

[God fucking dammit.]

On the Jackdaw. Was about to head to the Vogue because Zulius also wants to have my head.

text; un; ndwolfwood | after the network post

[asipofbride]

[ so Jun did this. ]

hey captain
Shroud asked me to check in with you after you uhh
saw some shit
if you've got, I dunno
questions
I can try to answer them

... and thank you for comin for me.

text; un: captainkenway

[jackdawvision]

[It kind of was his fault, in an indirect way, that this had happened to Wolfwood. But he doesn't say that. Nor does he say that he still has nightmares about the drug, the room, the tables.]

I take gratitude in the form of instant ramen, rum, or gift cards to donut shops.

Truth be told: we work together. I felt responsible for at least making sure you were all right. And I do have quite a few questions, but I don't feel comfortable asking them over the phone and I'm not certain if I'd be all that welcome at your cottage.

text: un: lowestclass

[lowestclass]

[ this text arrives hours after the attack on his house; and only once he's gotten the strength and uh. blood back enough to text. ]

hide your defenseless friends or family

find somewhere safe to sleep at night

dont do anything stupid

order are here to kill us

[jackdawvision]

[There's no answer.]

action; a short while after his post on Gemini

[rupturingheaven]

[Well! Bailey saw the post on the network, so they're going to give it a bit before popping in on Edward.

Despite having been right there for A While.

So once Edward's a bit more awake and presentable, there's a knock at the door.]

Captain?

[jackdawvision]

[He opens the door, looking a great deal more presentable and awake. Both blades are strapped under his arms, which is an odd sight at his home where he usually feels so safe—but then the Black Order making its move has him feeling on edge. The blades are a comforting weight.]

‘Lo, Bailey. Have you been coming around to feed the menagerie? Bonnet seems quite appreciative of you.

[Bonnet the chef rat’s just happy to be working with different ingredients than instant ramen and laverbread.]

beginning of August

[consonanter]

Captain, I don't think I'll be coming in for my shift today.

[Hhhhhhhow does he explain this...]

I think the city is determined to startle me at any point, at this rate.

[jackdawvision]

Have you fallen ill, lad? I can drop by with some chicken soup.

october. after the Horrors(tm) voice; un: goldenrose

[twofoldfury]

[He was on a trip. He was just on a trip with Noah. He was just on a trip, hopefully it was a good one. Diarmuid will hold the fort while they're out.

Why in the world did Diarmuid think that? His friend could be busy often, certainly, but not to the point he was no contact for four days. Even during their trek to Denmark last year he still appeared on the network.

Something was very, very wrong. And around this time last year...

Dammit. His first instinct was to check the Jackdaw so wherever Edward was on the message Diarmuid is leaving he'll hear the faint sound of the seabreeze. Calm compared to the turmoil they were both feeling, but as always Diarmuid's tone was comparatively steady even if he couldn't hide his panic at the edges of it.]

Edward, no one has heard from you in days. Has something happened?

voice; un: captainkenway; one day later

[jackdawvision]

[Edward's response comes a day late, and he sounds hungover and exhausted.]

So. Remember what happened last year?

[A beat.]

It was a spaceship this time. Bloody fucking hell.

UN: Zodiac | October 21st | Delivery

[kaisoumods]

[On the morning of October 21st, a delivery package will come for Edward. There is a note attached]

Thank you for your participation in the #7StarRex challenge!
You are the lucky winner of one of the top prizes! Congratulations! While it's not the grand prize, we hope this brings you a similar amount of joy!

Thank you and please come visit the 7-Star Mall anytime!

[Inside the package, Edward will find a check for $1,000!

Enjoy! ]

Action(?) -- graphic description of a murder scene in this tag!

[prunedworlds]

The house and surrounding neighborhood didn't look quite like anything found in the city of Kaisou, though Ritsuka seemed familiar enough with it in how she approached it. Though as the twilight sky darkened, was that really the same front door, or was it that of a familiar apartment?

Either Ritsuka didn't notice, or didn't care, because she opened the door anyway. The hallway just inside was... dark. Despite the fact that night was falling outside, no light illuminated the interior of the house, and it was so quiet as to be eerie. Stepping across the threshold, Ritsuka glanced down, and that's when she saw it.

There was blood everywhere. Some splattered on the walls, most pooling on the floor under the body. And still more covering said body, both seeping through the clothes from the vicious wounds underneath, and dripped and splattered sloppily about on top. And if that horrific sight of slaughter weren't enough on its own, the identity of that too-still figure was worse: a certain Diarmuid ua Duibhne.

Ritsuka froze, briefly, her eyes widening in shock and disbelief. But only for a moment, as soon she was rushing into the next room. Her intent probably read clearly on her face: to get to a phone and call for help. Maybe it wasn't too late yet. Maybe--

That hope was promptly shattered, as the dim light revealed another body. Just as bloody as the first, this one partway across the room, stretched as if having been reaching for the phone on its stand before meeting a gruesome demise. There was blood everywhere, staining the carpet soaking through even the layers of Waver Velvet's habitual suit.

It was too late. She was too late. Ritsuka could only stand there in shocked silence as one of her worst fears was realized. Again.

[jackdawvision]

Edward tries not to stick around in other people's dreams. He's gotten used to the sensation of finding himself in a different dream every night, and often it's just something incredibly embarrassing or rather nonsensical, but...still. People have a right to their secrets, he thinks, and their traumas, and it's not as if Edward doesn't have things he'd like to keep locked tight inside his head.

This street's not familiar. He's about to leave it be when he spots a flash of red hair, and curious as he is, he comes in after it.

Walks right into a slaughterhouse, and Ritsuka frozen up, staring at the dead bodies. The horror of it lodges in Edward's throat—he's seen Waver Velvet dead before, seen Diarmuid on the verge himself, and it tears at his own heart to see their corpses like this. Who did this, who would do this, where are they, I'll kill them—

No. No, this is a nightmare—this isn't the real world, nor the cabin (nor the ship), they're fine, they're fine they're fine. He sucks in a horrified breath, then makes to stand in front of Ritsuka: "Ritsuka? Lass? You don't need to see this. Come on, let's get you out of here."

And hopefully this nightmare doesn't warp and show more dead bodies.

action; immediately post horrors

[twofoldfury]

[There was nothing. Not the Throne of Heroes. Not the gaudy purgatory. Nothing but the void of emptiness, fragments of thoughts fading just as his body did.

But in the end, Diarmuid ua Duibhne manifested again much like how he disappeared. In a collection of mana a fair distance from the group. Forcibly stumbling in as though nothing had happened to him. He still felt the phantom pains of his heart being pierced again...

His head was mercifully clear, at least comparatively. The incessant pollen affecting his mind was gone and as everyone else dispersed to return to their loved ones and find rest and recovery...

Diarmuid approached his closest friend.]

Edward... forgive me. Perhaps if I had gone with you, the results of these days would not have been so disastrous...

[jackdawvision]

[Edward, rubbing his head and doing his best to be a steady presence and not run off to go get so drunk he passes out under a table, hears a familiar voice behind him and whips around. His eyes go wide.

He lurches forward to wrap Diarmuid up in a hug.]

Thank bloody Christ or Furina or whatever the hell else is looking out for us, you're alive.

Christmas Delivery 12/25;

[paraselenic]

[Edward was next on the list of gifts. After all, the man had always proven to be a stalwart friend of his ever since he arrived in Kaisou. Edward will find a basket woven from a certain mangrove known to be resistant to water. Part of his underwater basket weaving training, apparently (don't ask).

Inside the bag is a collection of marizpan treats, with a hint of honey for a subtle sweetness. Lycaon found out these were popular treats during the Spice Trade, and actually found a recipe for them in the book Edward gave him. He researched how to make it more authentic...as long as it was safe. Inside the bag is the list of ingredients as well as the year these were at their height.

Next is a candle in the scent of Sea Salt & Leather. No note or context.

Third, is a bottle about the size of half your index finger, with a tuft of white wolf fur inside. Again, no note to explain this, but the pieces can be put together where that fur came from. The bottle is attached to a necklace like chain.

Underneath all that is a note, folded in the shape of a paper boat. Should he unfold it:]

Captain Kenway.

Merry Christmas to you. It has been quite some time since you came to us...it's now hard for me to believe that you were transplanted from another world entirely. Your support for me has not gone unnoticed, and know I appreciate everything you do for me.

From what I read, these treats were popular around your time, so I tried to recreate them as close to the original recipe as I could. Naturally I kept an eye out for things that would not pass a health check, so if the taste is off, it is likely that. Please enjoy them.

The candle...well, Wolfmen are able to track people by scent. However it's not as simple as a cologne. It is more the scent of your 'self', as it were. Something unique to you and you alone. This is yours. Sea Salt and Leather seems to fit you quite perfectly, if I am being honest.

The bottle contains a tuft of fur from my wrist. It is giving a piece of myself to you as a memento. Should there ever be a time you wonder if the world is against you, this is proof that I will be your stalwart ally. There's no need to wear it or anything.

Thank you again for being both such a reliable friend, and for saving quite a bit of my spice collection. I haven't forgotten your diligence in helping me recover them. Even if we had to dispose of some of the bottles, you certainly saved me an arduous task of replacing.

Merry Christmas.

May the Moon always guide you and your ship safely.

-Lycaon 🌕

P.S. Your moon phase for 2026 is the Eagle Moon, Waning Gibbous. This symbolizes looking inwards to yourself for introspection and reflection. It also means to be grateful for what you have and who you are.