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unknownseas2021-01-24 10:36 am
bathymetric) wrote in unknownseas2021-01-24 10:36 am
COMMENCE VOYAGE
Fun Fact: Did you know the Atlantic Ocean has a surface area of 41.1 million square miles? No reason.
...
There's something uneasy in the air as you come to.
Well, "come to" is an interesting word in this case. It implies waking up, which is not exactly what happens. None of you are in beds, nor are you really asleep in the traditional sense. One moment you're somewhere else, doing something else with your time, and the next? You're somewhere on board a massive cruise ship - maybe lounging on a deck chair by the pool, maybe getting some Gains in the exercise room, maybe enjoying the tasteful décor in the buffet - and you have no idea how you got here or how you might get back. This is not your beautiful house. If you have a beautiful wife, she isn't here.
What you do have, apart from 25 other unlucky souls, is a small smartphone-like device in your pocket with only a handful of things on it: a clock reading 11PM, a pdf of a ticket in your name on a special Atlantic Liners New Year's Eve Cruise, an app labeled Passenger Profiles with some basic information on your traveling companions, and a message:
Welcome aboard, passenger! Please feel free to partake of any of the facilities while you wait for the big event! Remember: when midnight comes, you better make your way to the theatre at the back of Level 1 for the main event! The Captain and the First Mate will be there to take care of you all personally, and to help you ring in the new year in style!
Well, that's a start. But what you do until then, it seems, is up to you!
...
There's something uneasy in the air as you come to.
Well, "come to" is an interesting word in this case. It implies waking up, which is not exactly what happens. None of you are in beds, nor are you really asleep in the traditional sense. One moment you're somewhere else, doing something else with your time, and the next? You're somewhere on board a massive cruise ship - maybe lounging on a deck chair by the pool, maybe getting some Gains in the exercise room, maybe enjoying the tasteful décor in the buffet - and you have no idea how you got here or how you might get back. This is not your beautiful house. If you have a beautiful wife, she isn't here.
What you do have, apart from 25 other unlucky souls, is a small smartphone-like device in your pocket with only a handful of things on it: a clock reading 11PM, a pdf of a ticket in your name on a special Atlantic Liners New Year's Eve Cruise, an app labeled Passenger Profiles with some basic information on your traveling companions, and a message:
Welcome aboard, passenger! Please feel free to partake of any of the facilities while you wait for the big event! Remember: when midnight comes, you better make your way to the theatre at the back of Level 1 for the main event! The Captain and the First Mate will be there to take care of you all personally, and to help you ring in the new year in style!
Well, that's a start. But what you do until then, it seems, is up to you!
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So what you're saying is that this might all sort itself out, once the butterfly realizes what's wrong, hm? That we'll all be thrown back to whence we came.
[It makes enough sense to Plumeria, at least. Even if she's uh. A little more literal minded.]
Really, it sounds like absolute nonsense. A mere butterfly couldn't hope to do something so grand. But who knows? Maybe this human theory will prove correct.
I'd certainly like to get back to Dökkálfheimr and get back to work, after all.
[...Plumeria's tone is definitely dismissive she like, doesn't have a lot of faith in it, but she sounds amused? Like, good on you for at least making it fun, human.]
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It's...the butterflies aren't, uhhh... You know, I think I'll just...leave it at that.
[ Mostly because she meant they might be here because that was the universe trying to set things right, but you know, trying to explain that means getting into her whole doomed by fate status and that's too much of a bummer to think about, right now. ]
Anyway..... What's Dookka, uhh... That place, what's it like?
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Dökkálfheimr. [...She doesn't come down as hard on it as she did earlier, because clearly this realm is just too majestic for mere mortals to be able to pronounce. Not everyone is Norse, Plum???] Lady Freyja has ensured that it's a beautiful realm. Covered by the most beautiful of scenery, and the darkest night...really, it's a sanctuary that we Dökkálfar appreciate greatly. It's beyond your wildest dreams.
...Though, I doubt a human like you would feel the same if you saw it, though.
[plumeria please stop ragging on humans challenge]
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...Also fairy girl cute, but she doesn't really want to walk through everything she maybe half knows.
Her eyebrows raise a bit. ]
Wow, okay then... What the hell's that supposed to mean?
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Oh, Dökkálfheimr is the realm of nightmares, that's all. Humans don't tend to appreciate them much.
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[ Cute fairy girl comes from the land of nightmares? Damn. ]
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Wow. You're certainly not one to mince words, are you? I'm a little hurt that you would insult my home like that.
[Plumeria turns away briefly, closing her eyes and using a hand to hide the small smirk on her face--she almost seems genuinely saddened, without that smirk?
...But also, Plumeria is absolutely trying to fuck with Chloe here and I feel the need to apologize.]
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Well... Hey, you said it first, alright? [ Slightly abrasive, more panicked. She rubs the back of her neck with a grimace. ] Ahhh, shitballs. Look, cute nightmare fairies are new to me, okay? I'm sure I wouldn't wanna party in your Dokkal...flhe.. your Dookland but I'm sure it's a hella rad place to live—fuck, Hot Topic was big on spooky fairies for a long time, it's got an epic appeal??
[ Oh... Oh, god. She sure is Trying. ]
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Oh dammit, even she can't hide her laughter and amusement. Okay, she'll stop faking that she's about to cry, but Plumeria comes up and seems all too amused by the end of that.]
Oh, you are so very amusing. [Ah, humans...] I suppose I needed that little bit of a laugh. But you aren't wrong, at least. For us Dökkálfar, it's the most beautiful place in the world.
One might even call it, in your terminology...
[...]
Beautifully hella, perhaps.
[is she confused or just using it wrong on purpose--no, no, it's obvious it's the latter. look what you've done, chloe]
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Is. Is the fairy......punking her. ]
First of all. It would be hella beautiful.
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Hm, would it though? I think that sounds most...unepic, I suppose.
[i hate this. i hate that i'm typing this with my own two hands.]
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Dude. Dude, stop.
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Alright, alright, I'll stop.
Really, though, your reactions are so fun. I couldn't resist.
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You're a troll. Cute fairy girl's a troll.
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...What in Lady Freyja's name is a 'troll'?
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Uhhh, the kinda person who stirs up others for a laugh?
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No, no, I do believe that I'm done here. I've had my fill of human interaction for the time being.
[things that are going to be hilarious later: this, because guess what you get to do all the time!!]
I'll take my leave. Try not to burst a blood vessel, hm?
[And with that, Plumeria is definitely going to try and walk away. She's had her fun and surely this won't get any worse!]
cw: mild suicidal ideation oops
Ohh, you think you're so—
[ ...But, honestly? She...can't quite summon up the rage.
It has been the world's longest day. She is tired. For a goddamn minute, she thought she'd get to— fuck, if the universe wanted her dead, she thought at least it'd be nice to maybe rest for a bit. See her dad.
But, nope. Here she is. She grits her teeth and lets her fists relax. ]
Fine, screw off. Go knock yourself out.