Week 1

[bathymetric]

Good morning, New Rapture. A new day is dawning.

There may not be much light to differentiate the days here, but the lights of the part of the city you're in change enough by the clock that you can almost believe there's a sun somewhere. It looks like Mayor Fontaine has no intention of going back on his deal, and for the time being? You're all stuck here. But there's plenty to do, and... maybe not plenty to see, but there's enough. There's something, at any rate.

Especially if you're willing to look beyond the surface.

And if you spend enough time around others, you might find something neat!

No matter what, it's time to start getting to know your fellow captives. You might be here a while.




MONDAY | TUESDAY | WEDNESDAY | THURSDAY
FRIDAY | SATURDAY

[ ooc: Welcome to the first week of Unknown Seas Round 3! We're very excited to have you. Please make sure to mark any investigation toplevels accordingly, and you can reach either Mayor Fontaine or Eleanor for conversations! ]

Comments

[bootyhunter]

You said it, sister! That's why brainy guys are always the most unhappy. They've just too much goin' on up there! It's not pretty.

[Instead of, you know, ukulele-flavored elevator music and topless hula dancers shaking around... Which is probably a pretty apt description of the inner workings of Dandy's brain. And now, just when you'd think he's actually made some headway during this conversation-]

Say, have you ever heard of a place called... BooBies?

[specialyellthing]

… You’re asking’ me if I know where boobies are.

[bootyhunter]

Not the ones on the body! Anyone with a working set of eyes could tell ya that.

I'm talkin' about the intergalactic chain of breastaurants, baby!

[Space Hooters, basically.]

[specialyellthing]

[She’s quiet a few moments, then she thinks she’s catching his drift.]

I prefer to go places with a lil more meat than breast, myself.

1/2

[bootyhunter]

'Nuff said! So you like big guys...?

2/2

[bootyhunter]

[As soon as the words leave his mouth, Dandy is hit by an unwanted, un-anticipated wash of deja-vu. He's said this before, he's asked another woman this very question.

That was where he was before, with her.

And even though he was able to help, he let her slip right through his fingers. At home, he would've been capable of doing it, trying to forget. He would have gone on yet another quest, galavanting around the universe, and that entire trip would become a fuzzy blur, just like all the others.

But for now, unfortunately- He remembers, he remembers everything.

And boy... Does that fucking suck!]

[specialyellthing]

To look at? Sure. Who doesn'? [And she means looking. Savant had no personality and was gay, Batman apparently kisses like Dracula, and Helena's handsome Catman with the dreamy eyes was apparently too complicated to be worth anything more than looking at. She laughs, but takes note of the way he looks in that split second.]

That's what we're talkin' about, right? Strip clubs? You doin' alright there?

cw: i am just disgusted tbh

[bootyhunter]

[Dandy's response to her is delayed.]

No.

[He shakes his head, seemingly in response to her concern, but actually-]

No! There's a lotta top showin', but it's not exactly a topless joint.

Intergalactic zoning ordinances tightened up a while back! They didn't wanna be gettin' nipples in niblets, apparently.

[Dandy squints, his mouth twisting into a thin line.

He's not usually able to recount information in this clear a fashion.]

I don't really care though! I'm down for my grub to have a personal touch. A personal touch from a tit! People've really lost their sense of adventure these days.

two weeks later

[specialyellthing]

Geez, intergalactic laws bannin' topless bars? That's wild.

[bootyhunter]

Heh, yeah, it's somethin' somethin' food regulations.

[He shrugs casually, chuckling a little.]

Somebody's nipple tassel fell into somebody else's tequila, and then that knuckle-dragger decided to drink from the glass after fishin' that shit out! Turns out he was allergic to whatever was in the sassy-tassy, [disgusting??? hate that i had to type that] and it became a whole legal thing.