WEEK 3

[bathymetric]

You wake up on Sunday. This is unusual in large part because, whether or not you did go to sleep, when last you checked? It was Friday. Saturday is missing.

And that's not all, either. Should you check your devices, there's a calendar next to the clock. The date?

December 31st.

The dead are still gone. Your material gains are still here. Every object you've moved on the ship has returned to the position it was in when you first awoke.

Once you've recovered from the shock of that, though, not all is the same as it was when you first awoke! The lock on the door leading down to the next level of the ship has been removed, allowing you free access to a whole new assortment of on-board amenities. Go play some laser tag while you try not to think about what all of this might mean!

And by the end of the week, well... maybe another tragic accident will occur, maybe it won't. No choice but to find out.



SUNDAY | MONDAY | TUESDAY | WEDNESDAY | THURSDAY

[ ooc: Welcome to week 3! Remember to turn in your AC here and coins for regains over here! If you wish to get in contact with the npcs, Davy Jones is over here, and The Captain is over here! And as requested, profiles are accessible here. ]

Comments

[scythegun]

Nonsense, there's no age limits on what you enjoy! Besides, it certainly is a bit more manageable than having an entire horse fall out of that machine somehow, ja?

[Okay, he can absolutely roll with this— Oh, wait.]

These go with her, don't they?

[The cute horse accessories!!]

[hypnowhip]

Hehe! Oh Yeager darling, thank you for humoring me.

[It really does make him feel better, especially when he makes such an excited noise upon seeing the accessories too.]

They do! Goodness, she's just naked without them! Let's fix that... [He quickly assembles them onto the horse plush, aaand there!] She wears this during shows and at the races! Isn't she fabulous?

[scythegun]

You certainly aren't kidding, she really is! What a fascinating creature!

[...incidentally.]

What... is she, exactly?

[I CANNOT FUCKING BELIEVE WE'RE DOING THIS, I CANNOT ESCAPE VESPERIA HORSES]

[hypnowhip]

[Sylvando's excitement comes to a screeching halt, and he stares at Yeager like he's grown a second head.]

She's a...horse?

[Said with infinite confusion because. What.]

[scythegun]

[He looks from Sylvando to the plush, then back to Sylvando like he's waiting for him to say "just kidding".]

That... Is that seriously what a horse looks like where you're from?

[THAT.... DOESN'T SEEM RIGHT............]

[hypnowhip]

[He's absolutely blown away by this. What the hell.]

This isn't what a horse looks like where you're from?! What do they look like, then?!

[scythegun]

Nothing like that, certainly...

[You know what.]

Give me a moment, let me set this down and I'll draw it for you.

[C'mon, we're headed back to room 13! Once we're here and Yeager's stored his latest haul of stuff (there is SO MUCH, apologies to Zaveid) he moves to sit on the lower bunk as he pulls a pen and paper out from his suit pockets.]

I suppose the shape is somewhat similar? But they certainly don't look like that.

[Anyway, here's some rough sketches of whatever this is. Yeager's artistic abilities aren't actually all that bad, but he is very obviously not an expert in weird horse anatomy. He's doing his best, cut him some slack. Horses are hard to draw no matter what world you come from.]

[hypnowhip]

[Off they go! Once they're in, Sylvando curiously peers around as Yeager draws a horse from Terca Lumireis.

He carefully examines the sketches once they're done...]

Oh! And here I was expecting something completely different! They have the same general anatomy...but their heads are unique! How odd!

[Now that the confusion has been sorted out...he smiles.]

They're still as cute as Erdrean horses, though! Just in their own way.

[scythegun]

Erdrean horses are certainly unique... Though it's so strange that they'd look different, despite being the same type of animal!

[Something used to ride from place to place, in other words.]

I wonder if there are other instances of that between worlds...

[hypnowhip]

At this point, I wouldn't be surprised if these differences aren't limited to just horses! Show me some more of your creatures, Mr. Arteest!

[Apparently this just turned into a drawing sesh.]

[scythegun]

I'm hardly an artist! That isn't one of my many skills, but I don't mind drawing for you!

[He's not terrible, but this isn't something he'd consider himself good at so that counts?? Anyway. Give him a moment to sketch out something— are those bipedal sharks holding anchors??]

These are mermen! They're truly nasty beasts, they ambush ships to the point that you simply can't travel without a group to protect you!

But for something a little more adorable...

[This one takes like no time to draw, it's just a blob??]

Here's a polwigle! They aren't really all that dangerous, but they are incredibly cute.

[hypnowhip]

[They're charming drawings, okay Yeager!!

Anyway, he watches excitedly, ooh-ing and ahh-ing the whole way through, along with some cooing for the polwigle because it's so cute??? He'll take ten, thanks.]

I would have never guessed that you had mermen too! But goodness, they look so different from the ones in Erdrea! Much more than our horses, even. Do you want me to draw one for comparison?

[scythegun]

[the truly unbelievable thing about vesperia is that no one has domesticated the wigles.]

Oh yes, please do!

[Here you go, he'll pass over the pen and paper!]

They're that much different though, hmm? So I'm guessing they don't wave anchors around?

[hypnowhip]

[Get on it, Terca Lumireis!!!

Anyway, one Erdrean merman coming right up.]

No anchors! And also no legs! They're definitely more fish-like than shark-like too. Honestly, I think they're a bit harder on the eyes than your mermen.

[scythegun]

Oh my, how interesting... They really are quite different! They're charming in their own way, though!

[Not quite his #aesthetic, but they're kinda weirdly cute...??]

[hypnowhip]

[Maybe Yeager just has the benefit of not having to deal with them.]

They're an absolute pain to fight, though. Total brutes, I tell you!

[scythegun]

Oh? What are they like in a fight? I imagine they use their claws and... teeth, maybe?

[Do they bite?? That would suck.]

[hypnowhip]

That, and they can cast some nasty magic! We had some close calls with them.

[Screw that mini boss fight.]

[scythegun]

Really? There aren't very many monsters that use magic where I come from... They do sound like quite the nasty foes!

[hypnowhip]

I envy you there! I could go on for ages about the nonsense we've put up with...

[But we have laser tag to get to still. /s]

Still, it's a little comforting to know that us Erdreans aren't the only ones who have to deal with pesky freeloaders while sailing!

[scythegun]

[oh my GOD]

Certainly not! It's very surreal to be out at sea without being attacked by monsters ever ten minutes... I doubt I'll ever get used to it!

[hypnowhip]

Well, we do have the Kraken filling the monster position... I'm just glad she doesn't have plans to come up here. I've had enough of giant tentacled creature attacks after that Tentacular...

[It was so unpleasant, Yeager.]

[scythegun]

Something that looked somewhat similar, I'd imagine? I'm sure Mr. Jones would be quite cross with us if we were to try to fight the kraken... So it's certainly a good thing that she tends to keep her distance!

[hopefully she doesn't mind all the junk we keep tossing overboard???]

[hypnowhip]

Very similar. But I'd rather not fight her, anyway! She's Davy darling's friend, after all.

[And the less they get on Jones' bad side, the better.]

[scythegun]

I wonder how long they've known each other... I may have to ask Mr. Jones about that at some point! It seems like every time I speak with him I have something more pressing to ask instead...

[The delicate balance between "getting useful information" and "annoying Davy Jones" is one he does not want to upset...]