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bathymetric) wrote in unknownseas2021-03-14 03:19 am
WEEK 8
Good morning, passengers. Happy Sunday. Happy New Year.
Your numbers have officially dropped to single digits. One of you managed to kill the first of the major living obstacles to your collective freedom. A ghost or demon or something nearly killed you. It was a weird week.
The cruise continues on, roller coaster back up and running as ever, arcade free and clear of coins. The last free floor of the ship is open, as well as part of the top deck with... well, something you might expect to see way more on a cruise ship than anything else here. One way or another, you get a feeling you can't shake - things are going to end soon.
No rain yet, but the clouds are closing in fast above you. A cold wind blows during the night, sending the ship gently rocking. Around midnight or so, if you head to the deck, you can hear thunder in the distance.
SUNDAY | MONDAY | TUESDAY | WEDNESDAY | THURSDAY
[ ooc: Welcome to week 8, 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. ]
Your numbers have officially dropped to single digits. One of you managed to kill the first of the major living obstacles to your collective freedom. A ghost or demon or something nearly killed you. It was a weird week.
The cruise continues on, roller coaster back up and running as ever, arcade free and clear of coins. The last free floor of the ship is open, as well as part of the top deck with... well, something you might expect to see way more on a cruise ship than anything else here. One way or another, you get a feeling you can't shake - things are going to end soon.
No rain yet, but the clouds are closing in fast above you. A cold wind blows during the night, sending the ship gently rocking. Around midnight or so, if you head to the deck, you can hear thunder in the distance.
SUNDAY | MONDAY | TUESDAY | WEDNESDAY | THURSDAY
[ ooc: Welcome to week 8, 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. ]
MOTIVE - Stranger Tides CW: Hallucinations
Maybe nothing will happen. Maybe now that you are all free of Jack’s grip on the SS Swift things will be different, and no one will be forced to kill.
Ding-ding.
Your device directs you to the theatre.
It’s a familiar scene. You step in with the rest of your survivors - there are so few of you now - and the screen displays… your captain, in his necrotic glory.]
There ye all are. I hope I’m finding you well on this lovely day.
[”Jack” rubs at his chin, still speckled with his own blood.]
You’ve probably been wonderin, just what’s happenin’ now, eh? I wanted to kill ye, and then I didn’t! It’s funny how that works out. Well, it’s no matter, because I still intend to make that happen, just with a different approach. Because if this brainless buccaneer has taught me anything… it’s how to put out a proper motive.
[The Captain raises his hand, fingers taunt until- a hard snap echoes into the theatre… followed by a wave of green energy. Nothing seems to be immediately amiss.
...Did you hear that? No. Nothing’s there.]
Just a little voodoo spell I’d been cooking up for a special occasion. If ye start hearing the voices of yer loved ones, and it gets to be too much, I’d consider a bit of murder! That’s helped before, hasn’t it? Gahahha!
[OOC: Everyone will start hearing voices of their loved ones and people from home. It starts small, but gets worse and more twisted throughout the week--and most of the things the voices have to say are negative. Please play this as innocuous or terrible as you wish.]