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. ]

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[queceracera]

[Gideon gingerly takes the nugget and delicately puts it between his front paws and nibbles at it.

Jasper has paid the food tax. He may pet the cat.]

[guffawsungraciously]

[hell YES

he is going to go ahead and pet that cat.]

[queceracera]

[Hm, yes. Gideon will allow this.

Until he finishes the chicken nugget, at which point Gideon looks up at Jasper expectantly. He requires more nugget, new tolerable person.]

[guffawsungraciously]

[...okay, one more nugget. maybe after the next one he will consider deploying the homemade cat toy for, you know, fun and exercise. BUT FOR NOW, NUGGET.

"jasper, scott's drowning in the ball pit"

this ain't about him.]