WEEK 6

[bathymetric]

Good morning, passengers. Happy Sunday. Happy New Year.

Three more of your number gone - or four, depending on your point of view. But regardless, you're down three bodies. The boat is getting less crowded, week by week. A loneliness only exacerbated by yet another new floor, and yet another section of topdeck. There are almost too many facilities for you to use by now, aren't there? And yet the amenities keep on coming. One of them is even personalized, this time, and perhaps not in a way you're fully comfortable with.

Who knows, maybe if your number falls enough, you'll be able to just exist permanently on the different floors. Might keep you out of the trial room for more than a week.

Are you at the point where you'd settle for that yet?

And if you look to the horizon, out in the distance... there are clouds starting to gather on the horizon this week.




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[ ooc: Welcome to week 6, everyone! Remember to turn in 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

[hellahighwater]

Who would go to the lengths of a whole play place?!

[ that's what she keeps coming down to, really ]

[leaveittomother]

Aren't the expensive cruise ships even more elaborate?

[She's never been on one but she's seen ads like for those fancy ass carnival ones.]

[hellahighwater]

[ Chloe shrugs wildly. ]

I guess? Thought maybe the rich bastards would have, I dunno. Some limits.

[leaveittomother]

I doubt it... I mean, admittedly, I don't have much to go on there. Admittedly, I think a playground is a lot less silly than a roller coaster in the middle of the sea.

[hellahighwater]

It's not really like, the fact that it's a playground, more that it's fucking McDonald's. You get the restaurant and the play place? That's like...it's like throwing money around just to show you can.