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

[scythegun]

Oh, you should have mentioned it! I've got plenty of weapons from the vending machine if you'd like something to replace it.

[yeager does not actually need the armory, he's been hoarding weapons this whole damn game.]

That room is... well, it seems to be... some sort of memorial toward all of us, I suppose? It's rather morbid. There are essentially coffins in there for each of us, though there aren't any bodies or anything of the sort.

[He'll give more detailed info during the next meeting, but poor Filbo does not need to wander in there and panic!!]

[ahelpingpaw]

[Oh, a room full of coffins for all of them. Charming. Judging by the face Filbo makes, he's definitely not going in there]

...grrrreat! Now that one definitely is meant to rattle us all.

[In which case it was successfully done, Filbo is definitely rattled. Welp. Once the details at the meeting come out he'll feel somewhat less spooked out about it in general because hey, it's not a taunt in the form of 'this is where I'll shove you all once you're all dead, suckers', but for now? He's definitely staying away]

Really? Got any weapons that have, uh, have some reach? I'm pretty sure the closer I am to anything attacking me, the worse it'll be for me. For obvious reasons.

[He once punched Constantine because Constantine asked him to and it proved keeping his distance and running away will definitely do more to keep him alive than fighting, hah]

[scythegun]

I think there may be more to it than that... but I'll be sure to let everyone know what I found at the meeting.

[Anyway, onto more pleasant topics. Weapons!!!]

I have a couple of extra spears, if you'd like another of those. Alternatively, I have quite a few of those devices capable of shooting electricity...

[tasers. he means tasers.]

[ahelpingpaw]

It can shoot electricity? Seriously?

[Guess who doesn't know how tasers work despite being aware of their existence in general, hah. He's definitely imagining some sort of long-range futuristic pistol, why is the vending machine giving futuristic weapons to Yeager, he wonders]

That...that actually sounds like I could handle it! And I probably wouldn't hurt myself with it, so that's a plus. W-Wait, did you say a few?

[Why is the vending machine giving multiple futuristic weapons to Yeager, he wonders adding one very important word to that thought. No, Filbo, it's not as you're picturing]

[scythegun]

Ja, I've received seven from the vending machine.

[And he swiped two from Freyja's room after her death but that's not the point!!]

We don't have anything quite like them back home, but they do seem to be fairly easy to use! I'll be sure to bring you one!

[ahelpingpaw]

...w-well I won't say no to having one. It's gonna be far easier to carry than a spear, too! And gonna draw less alarm if anyone sees it.

[That last part he says as if it's a really important part]

I had come out to the deck one night when Alice was burning stuff and I had my spear and she freaked out a lot for obvious reasons? And then the spear caught fire from her firepit and I freaked out as well when that happened and I tossed the spear overboard. Errors were mine, I admit it. That's not gonna happen with a taser.

[scythegun]

[Yeager inclines his head a bit at that as Filbo continues, and then he tries really hard not to laugh at that.]

Oh dear, it sounds like quite the misadventure! You won't have that problem with one of these though, no! They're fairly small!

[Not quite as threatening as a giant spear...]