WEEK 8

[bathymetric]

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.



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[ 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. ]

Comments

Craft Room -- CW: Reference to Hallucinating

[ahelpingpaw]

[Working in silence to do this stuff is not really how Filbo likes to do things, but it's necessary right now. Hearing familiar voices in your head is very distracting, especially when they're aiming at your heart. Even though he'd like to make conversation to make the task a little more pleasant, he has to focus or else he'd pay too much attention to the hallucinations.

That's probably why it takes him a moment to realize Lelouch had gone still. Filbo looks up from his work to see he had stopped, and then glances down to see that his own work wasn't faring too better -- instead of stopping he had lost focus and gone off-track, making a long curve of threads that would be a hell to remove from the fabric and were uniting nothing]

...m-maybe a break would be good for now. There's been progress! But, uh, it's hard to focus, isn't it?

[And there's still one day ahead. That's going to get even worse]

[jibunwo]

Wh...what?

[He blinked a time or two as if trying to clear his head, attempting to register whatever Filbo had just said.]

I didn't...hear you, sorry.

[ahelpingpaw]

...I-I said we should take a break! I mean... [He sheepishly shows his own stitchy mess] Neither of us can continue right now because, uh, it's getting hard to focus. For reasons.

[It's as if he's trying to avoid saying the exact reason why, as if doing so would make them worsen immediately. Still, it's hard to avoid the enourmous elephant in the room]

[jibunwo]

...right. Of course.

[this is surely fine]

CW: yup, talking about motive over here

[ahelpingpaw]

Great! Let's just leave this aside and--and...and...

[Filbo presses a paw against his head, a particularly strong rebuke to his personality having echoed right then. Ugh, this is unbearable]

...you know what, change of plans. There must be a way to stop the voices for just a moment. What if in that place Yeager found Sylvando's doll there are some with all of us hidden in there, and that's what's causing all of this?

[Fine, if the Captain's motive is stopping them from achieving something productive, then may as well try to direct that energy against the motive itself! Somehow. Because if that's impossible then...then really, they're done for]

[jibunwo]

It's...possible, but after what happened with Chloe I'm not sure it's wise to go poking around with those. At least not for those of us still alive.

[ahelpingpaw]

[The reminder of Chloe makes Filbo close his eyes for a moment. Great! Quite the grisly scene, that one was back then]

Right, that'd be--seriously dangerous.

[And knowing the Captain, if they do something wrong it'd count as a murder and there'd be a trial. Really, that's a given]

Then maybe not that...but there must be some way to do this! It can't be there's...no choice but to endure it, is there?

[jibunwo]

I get the feeling we won't have to endure it for long.

[ahelpingpaw]

...you...probably aren't wrong about that...

[This is maddening. Even though Filbo sure would like to see everyone alive, there's no time limit for this spell and it'll get worse the longer it goes. It really is matter of time before murder happens]

Take care even though it's not Thursday, okay? Don't let anyone attack you.