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unknownseas2021-02-28 02:45 am
bathymetric) wrote in unknownseas2021-02-28 02:45 am
WEEK 6
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.
SUNDAY | MONDAY | TUESDAY | WEDNESDAY | THURSDAY
[ 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. ]
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.
SUNDAY | MONDAY | TUESDAY | WEDNESDAY | THURSDAY
[ 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. ]
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...nobody can say you're not dedicated to what you do, I guess.
[He just pictures Magica sitting there with a ton of clay the whole night, making all these effigies and tablets, cackling all the time]
What are all these flat stuff about?
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[ Honestly, Filbo has her number, that is literally exactly what happened and the entire reason she was going to get coffee in the first place. ]
Speaking of, those are curse tablets. No prizes for guessing the target.
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...I'm staying away from those.
[Because he's sure the moment he even brushes against one he'll get involved in dark magic and he definitely wasn't made for that, he'd die so quickly. Better start taking the figurines they came for!]
You think the Captain has one of these things for...each one of us? I mean, these figures. He probably showed it when he--when, uh... [When he killed Chloe] ...but I was busy kinda freaking out to pay attention at the details.
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He'd be stupid not to. [ ... ] Although I didn't really notice anything either, come to that? Whoever takes him up on his new office hours really ought to take a look.
[ She's hopped up onto a stool at this point, and is currently tucking figure after figure into the hammerspace depths of her hooded cloak. After considering the curse tablets for a second, she takes a few of those for good measure. The wax doll can stay put for now! ]
But seriously, there's no way he'd allow us an open invitation to his inner sanctum without some kind of insurance.
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[Because he really doesn't want to even talk to that man and also because Filbo doesn't want to give Jack a chance to kill him if he so wanted.
Arms full of figurines and dropping one by accident, he tries to hold them because really, it'd be a shame to lose a lot of them before actually throwing them around]
...maybe Data...could take a look? I mean, Data wouldn't do anything reckless, maybe he should.
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Huh. Could he use that scanner device on his office, you think?
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[That could tell some useful stuff. It'd certainly be worth a try]
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[He adjusts his arms trying to ensure they won't fall. Partial success, a few seem to be starting to slip from a side. It's definitely going to fall and crash once he starts going up the stairs, but hey, at least it won't be half of the total amount, hah!]
Uh, well, for a couple minutes anyway. We should hurry!
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... Oh, right, let's. Onward to the fifth floor!
[ And they're off! ]
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Well, Filbo reaches the casino with arms still full of clay figurines, having lost only six of them. Not a small amount, but at least there still are plenty left]
S-Sorry about that!
[Let him just place this on the nearest flat surface he can find, even if it's on top of slot machines because seriously, if he keeps holding them around there'll be little pieces all over the place before you know it, hah]