Lost at sea.

I will now divulge to you, my unfortunate readers, how we did not make it to Finland.

Wednesday morning; We made haste to the finnish lands, only to be hindered in our endeavours, by a vicious storm. A terrible storm, which made our ears bleed, it was so cold. But the ship held true, and we were okay, in a way. All of our sat nav, and communications devices were whipped out. However, I had faith in my navigator Dero. This man should not be left in charge of cheese!

But, Deros response to the situation, was to jump up and down on the same spot, flapping his arms like a madman, singing " Links, Rechts, Geraderaus, du kommst hier nichts heraus" ( left, right, straight on, you are leaving here) Causing a slight panic with the crew...

Miyavi went running around screaming about how he didn't want to die. He had so much more to give, and something about never getting to hold his Teddy again...


Mental Note, when we arrive in Finland, demote Dero to cabin boy.. promote cabin boy to navigator. Who is our cabin boy, do we have one.. We do! Why haven't I seen him? Or do I really not want an answer to this.. nevermind. Insert grumbles about being the only woman on board.


When lost at see what does one do?

DRINK. Tequlia party!


Saturday: Still lost, and recovering from party, I myself am fine. The others are less then shipshape.

We have no idea which direction to go, and I refuse to take Miyavi's advice of following the orange sunset... Apparantly, that is what Cptain Gackt would do, and for the upteenth time, I had to tell him, I am not Gackt. Talk about fan boy!! I pulled out my compass today, and told the men, Finland was in the north so we should just head north. Dero somehow disagrees. Mental note demote Dero to cabin cat, promote my kitten to cabin boy.. wait, no that would be regretable. Still haven't got around to actually meeting the cabin boy.

Sunday: We went due north... But to be hit again by at first what appeared to be a storm, when In fact was another vessel. From the ship, we could hear a horrible voice oozing over the sea! It reeked of Egotisim..


The winds picked up, and shook my boat. The waves were growing with such veroicty that, they could have torn the ship appart. The winterstorm was attacking. Quatermaster Tobias seemed to think shouting out that he about his cars and helicopter and NOTHING, would somehow help the situation...

"Tobi. Tobi!"
"HUH"
"Es gut jetzt"
"Gut"

When in this situation, there is nothing else for it.. Get the cannons.

A battle took place on the high seas, we fought for many hours but eventually were triumphant!

Monday: As luck would have it, we arrive safe and sound in Finland!


Captain V.Stene