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

[ahelpingpaw]

[Filbo laughs, really amused]

Your family sounds delightful.

[He's really enjoying everything Yeager says about his family. Better try to keep up the good streak of cheerful conversations, he thinks! What's next, what's next...ah, the gothic manor. Yeager's home, he had mentioned. Filbo stares for a moment at the figures. That's Yeager, indeed, and some subordinates]

Looking good, they made a good resemblance on the you here. Your subordinates, though...

[THey're...hmmmm...]

What's...with the uniforms?

[Yeager, please tell him you didn't design these uniforms, they're rather odd in appearance. It's the red goggles, haha]

[scythegun]

[Yeager reaches down to pick up one of the little minions - their uniforms come in three colors: blue, yellow, and white! But the red goggles are always there, you cannot escape them.]

They did a pretty good job for something so simplistic! Aren't they cute?

[........that's a word you could use for them, sure.]

Once I took over the guild, I decided to give everyone proper uniforms - so we can all be identified as members of Leviathan's Claw, ja? [his pronunciation on that is dreadful, by the way.] The colors are essentially their rank - the ones wearing white are the strongest, while the ones in blue are the newest members. Of course, the uniforms aren't required, they're simply an option for those who would prefer to blend in.

[And you know, be anonymous. It's almost like there are only a few character models for the members of Leviathan's Claw so all of them end up looking like weirdly lanky, super flexible dudes for some reason?? Don't ask questions, I have no answers for you.]

[ahelpingpaw]

They're memorable. It's the eyes, they...they're kinda hard not to notice.

[Uniforms aren't a bad idea, really. Show to the world you're a member of a guild! Well, sure would be like that if it wasn't because this is a guild of assassins, that's a little better not to be announcing in polite conversation, hah!]

Kinda remind me of your own suit -- I guess that was to be expected, since you're the leader! Does that mean you also have goggles like these ones and you just don't wear them around here?

[Well, it'd be hard to wear them when you have all that JRPG hair to deal with, it'd look goofy as hell]

[scythegun]

Oh no, I've never been particularly fond of them. I like my outfit just the way it is! They'd look a lot less menacing on me, anyway.

[Not that there's much about Yeager that's menacing outside of the weapon???]

[ahelpingpaw]

I wouldn't be so sure. You slowly approaching in the dark, with that giant scythe and the big red eyes...it'd make anyone's fur stand on end.

[As long as you don't say anything, because the moment Yeager speaks the threat level gets reduced. It's the accent, that's what does it]

[scythegun]

Oh, do you think so? Perhaps I'll have to try it...

[filbo no don't give him ideas!!!]

[ahelpingpaw]

Just don't do it on me, I already get spooked a little too easily!

[He can already imagine how Yeager would look like, stalking the unlit corridors of the cruise at midnight, scythe held high and the red eyes being the only light. Steps echoing in the place...wow, this seriously would get anyone to freak out. Don't do it on Thursday nights, pal.

Filbo leans on the putter, staring at Yeager's course]

...you feeling better? I know talking won't make this course not be here, but...did at least talking about family and your guild...help face this unpleasant reminder of home?

[scythegun]

[...if this happens at some point, you have no one to blame but yourself. And Yeager.]

I do, yes.

[It's... sort of silly how easy it is to talk about the good things and forget about all the unpleasant reminders of home this little course brings.]

There truly is a lot I like about Terca Lumireis. Being faced with it so suddenly is... a bit much, I suppose. But reminiscing about the things that make it home... Well, thank you for listening to me, Filbo.

[ahelpingpaw]

[Blaming Yeager more than Filbo, that's what self-control is for, you know! Hah!]

Anytime, Yeager. Anytime.

[Filbo seems so genuinely pleased for a moment, looking at the small figurines, just...observing a bit of Yeager's world. Even though he has no idea the kind of circumstances that await Yeager, at least Yeager has some cherished things to look forward to. He'll be just fine once he goes back, Filbo is sure of it]

...well, I should get started with this course. It probably's gonna take a while but as long as I don't go a hundred over par it'll be a personal victory!

[Coming from someone else such a personal victory would sound pitiful, but something about the way Filbo says it makes it be somewhat more optimistic than it should be, hah]

[scythegun]

[On the one hand, maybe that's a little high, but it's not like Yeager knows anything about minigolf, so surely that's a respectable score!!]

You can do it, Filbo! Go for it!

[Good luck, Filbo...]