I usually don't type disclaimers, but I guess this is one. I do not own any of the characters in this journal other than Liatris Liguilistylus… and you can't have her unless you ask. Enjoy!
Entry #1-Jim Hawkins
I was once again asked to compose details of our latest journey, which was a strange one indeed. I, Jim Hawkins, am still at the age of 17 as I sit and write these particulars about our new adventure. I would use a pen, but the people here have been so kind as to show me how to use their machine, which, with a little practice, is much faster. I thank them for that.
It was a great adventure getting to this amazing place. The first day we arrived was quite by accident. Captain Smollett, who is actually retired from the sea, found a strange parchment in an old chest in his attic. He found it rather interesting, and so he invited Doctor Livesey, Squire Trelawney, and myself to investigate it with him.
The parchment contained some type of plan for a machine. To make a long story short, we followed the plans to the letter and constructed a monster of a machine. We entered the machine, pressed the indicated button, and here we stand. We're in a strange land and a completely different time. That machine flung the four of us into the future. In this land, which I believe is called America, it is the year of our Lord two thousand and two!
This is our first evening here and we have already learned a great deal about the future. I think it's wonderful, but the doctor isn't so sure. The captain, being the opinionated gentleman that he is, greatly despises this place. The squire is quite pleased. I think he just enjoys the grandeur of our entire situation.
Our first encounter with the people who live in this house was not a very pleasant one. We landed on their property behind their house. The house is the most amusing shade of green I believe I've ever seen, but that wasn't what we paid attention to when we landed. We fell from about three feet and crashed to the ground in the darkness.
Our first course of action would have been to flee, but the sound of dogs kept us where we were for the moment. Then from out of the house there came a girl who was dressed in the strangest attire of some type of blue pants, a loose shirt with a picture on the front, and shoes of blue and white. She was quite a sight. What we were worried about was the gun in her hands.
We stood up as the girl began walking towards us. Captain Smollett held his hands in the air and stepped closer to her as he spoke.
"We mean you no harm, Miss. We're just a bit lost. I don't suppose you could put that gun away?"
"No way," she said as her face twisted into an awkward look of surprise. "Stay where you are. Okay, I've got some questions for you. What's with the funny British accents, who are you, and how did you get in my back yard?"
The captain explained our entire situation to her, but she just laughed at us. As soon as she wiped the tears of laughter from her eyes she invited us inside. She gave us water and told us that her father wasn't home at the moment. He was on some kind of trip. Her sister was taking care of her in his absence. Her younger brother was somewhere else.
Our first night here was amazing. This girl, Liatris, showed us this machine when the doctor suggested that we write down our encounter with her. She said it would be much faster.
When I first laid eyes on the computer and its complicated buttons I didn't know what to think. My mouth was wide open. I was quite impressed with the speed and accuracy with which she wrote. It's amazing that such a thing even exists. I don't know how this computer machine works, but I enjoy it a lot more than my old quill.
When Liatris explained things to her sister, after a large argument between them, we finally were allowed to stay. As I
speak she's showing the other gentlemen to their beds, of which there are few. I'm sure she will help us get back home.