( Mêlée Island has a surprise visit from the, errr, HMS Surprise )

If you could live anywhere, where would you and why?

Monkey Island baby, yeah!

I mean, it's a fantastic place - white beaches, an gooorgeous inactive volcano (trust me, you do not want an active one - and tossing a lump of tofu in there is never a good idea), rivers, forests, a cannibal village... Okay, so maybe the cannibal village wouldn't be ( Read more... )

"What is the oddest gift you've been given?"

I'm not really sure if this counts, but back when I was kidnapped by my arch-nemesis, the Ghost Zombie Demon Pirate LeChuck, and being "guarded" by Bloodnose the Cartographer Pirate, I happened to peek out around the cannon and there, floating around on a random plank of wood (which, of course, had ( Read more... )

Love at first sight? Of course I believe in love at first sight! My wife - that's Elaine Threepwood-Marley to you - well, the first time I saw her I was smitten. It was shocking, like being tarred and feathered and having a monkey shoved down your pants not that I'd know what that feels like, noooo siree! all at once. I can even remember what I ( Read more... )

Elaine thinks I should make some resolutions instead of hanging around the bar challenging people to insult arm-wrestling and playing darts with Jojo the piano-playing monkey while he's on his break. I told her I would, then went down to the bar, beat Pegnose at arm-wrestling and dropped a dart on Jojo's foot sat down to think about it ( Read more... )

What a difference a couple of days make! Phew! *wipes forehead* I swear, I've been rushed off my feet; by the time the ships had stopped coming in with all the unemployed scum pirates who'd somehow got the idea there was work here on Mêlée, the bar was already finished. There it is, right next door to the sushi place, neon sign a-glowing under the ( Read more... )

Captain Dredd brough in another boatload of workers for the bar today - seems like piracy's not paying the way it used to and despite Largo LaGrande's uh, unceremonious departure from Scabb Island, the economy's weaker than a drunken pirate's bladder. Woody (the woodsmith) and Wally (the cartographer - I have no idea how map-making's gonna help ( Read more... )

I know it's Christmas Day and I should be home with Elaine, but she's having it out with the Pirate Elders over the council employment guidelines. Apparently letting the men drink grog while operating heavy machinery - whilst a time-honored pirate practice, steeped in rum tradition - is leaving us open to lawsuits and compensation claims. She asked ( Read more... )

So, we're going ahead with the plan for the new bar. Murray suggested we call it 'Abandon All Hope Ye Who Enter Here' or 'The sulphrous Pits of Hell', but I made an executive decision and we're going for 'The Scummier Bar'. Murray's ideas weren't exactly wholly inaccurate (at least from what I remember of the old place), but the promise of eternal ( Read more... )

( Do you feel that you were born with a predetermined role in society? If so, how do you feel about it? )