WEEK 7

[bathymetric]

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

Another week, another three gone in the case alone, not to mention Chloe earlier in the week. Even as you gain access to another floor, the ship by now must be starting to feel more empty than ever. It's been a long time by now, approaching two months.

Where do you think you'll be, in two months more time?

The clouds have begun to gather around the ship, this week.



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[ ooc: Welcome to week 7, 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

[jibunwo]

[Under his breath:]

I kind of thought it was Magica's, but it isn't her handwriting.

[...can you blame him]

[scouserer]

You really think a duck would call for a recipe involving the soul of a livestock animal?

[jibunwo]

Well, apparently she just has normal ducks in her world, so who am I to measure what counts as 'livestock' for her?

[scouserer]

[Huh. Constantine visibly hesitates for a moment.]

That's weird.

[jibunwo]

Besides, do you really want to be the one to assume she wouldn't engage in the equivalent of human sacrifice?

[it's magica.]

[magycks]

[ anyway she's absolutely pretending not to hear any of this, hearing like 30%, and making a mental note to aggressively eat chicken nuggets in front of god and everyone ]