there's always a lighthouse. there's always a beach party.

[wheremst]

[ Welcome to... a very nice beach, actually! It's very pleasant here. Carmen has set up a couple bonfires, there's some barbecues with meat to cook... and a lot of beach to hang out on! ]

Welcome to California's Pigeon Point Light Station State Park! Between Santa Cruz and San Francisco, just south of Pescadero, this lighthouse gets it's name from the Carrier Pigeon, a ship that wrecked here in 1853! ... Sorry, old habit. Go party. We have the whole place to ourselves. Most everyone here's been through something like this, or knows someone who has. And... the vending machine's bringing in some friends of yours, too.

[ It's a warm late summer night - not too hot for bonfires, but not too chilly that you need to stick by them to survive.

You've made it to the end. There are fellow survivors to meet and commiserate with, friends to meet or catch up with, and... it's over. For those of you returning, it's been about a year since the end of Round 2, and Carmen's gotten the word out to as many people as she can between trying to help this round and tracking down Round 0. If you'd like to play a hostage from the first motive, just know that they will remember it, but it's up to the player in the main round if time has passed since then or not so... it may have been a day or two ago or it may have been months! And hell with it, if you want to play a Round 0 character you suggested back in r1, come talk to us. Why not?

EDIT: Asher has gone to the trouble of making a toplevel directory for anyone intimidated by the number of pages!

Enjoy the last log of Unknown Seas! You've earned it. Love meme will come later tonight in the ooc comm. ]

Comments

[emberserker]

How many scientific types end up that way, exactly?

[fivestagegod]

Pretty much everyone I worked with was like that? But we were all, like, amazingly corrupt, so I'm not sure if we're the standard or a bunch of outliers.

[emberserker]

Oddly self-aware, but I suppose that's just you.

[fivestagegod]

I do try not to lie too hard to myself.

[emberserker]

What are you writing, anyway? Don't tell me it's sorting out the new people.

[fivestagegod]

Ask me no questions and I'll tell you no lies, then.

[emberserker]

Are you an actual child? [sigh] Have you at least found anything notable about this lot?

[fivestagegod]

They don't have a fucking muppet. I cannot get over that thing from last time. The damn thing's here this time, too.

[Birkin, be nice to Filbo, he didn't have a bad thing to say about you back then.]

No, but really, apparently this group had some sort of problem caused by my plus-one's sister. So that's awkward, I guess.

[emberserker]

Why is it always siblings or people who would presume to be siblings?

[fivestagegod]

Hell if I know. And I mean, it didn't stop me from bringing him here. If they've got some sort of problem they can take it up with him, I guess.

[emberserker]

Oh, I'm sure they've got enough grudges against one another to not care who you brought, if they're anything like ours.

[fivestagegod]

You'd be surprised, apparently being part of the final set makes you really huggy for some reason. It's a little disgusting.

[emberserker]

Of course you got that and we got to be trapped in the courtroom for three days while Zelos proposed party games and Rhea and Father Kotomine picked enough fights that Seteth called it hate-flirting.

[fivestagegod]

I am so sorry, holy shit.

[emberserker]

Do try not to die if you're unlucky enough to get kidnapped again, dealing with that nonsense is torture enough.

[fivestagegod]

Ah, come on, even my luck isn't that bad.

[emberserker]

Where I come from, we call that tempting fate.