Yarrrrrr!
A new volume, a new medium.

Could be that a blog is an anachronism for a mid-second-millennium pirate like myself, but frankly I'm tired of lugging round the old wooden-covered log book, and my crew kept complaining when I rescued the book from sinking ships instead of other useful items, such as money, maps or cabin persons.

We were meant to have an OCL team brawl last night, but those yellow-bellied Piratezorz lurked shivering in their own homes instead of coming out to face the combined might of Psmith and his Stick, Pokey and his Monkey, me and my puns, Starwind and his Extreme Youth and Enthusiasm, Jyn and his Bitter Cynicism. Wise Piratezorz. Good Piratezorz.

In other news, that black-hearted scoundrel Thanos and his licky pup Parthanos have allied with the Devil's Own, or whatever their name may be. My heart breaks, for I like Thanos greatly, and would rather be his ally than his opponent. Still, you can't blame a pirate for acting piratey. And if hideous double-crossing scoundrelly back-stabbing doesn't count as being piratey, I don't know what does. Besides, I'm not sure that Thanos is the role of Benevolent Monk would be terribly convincing!