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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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We've even got some robots that fly on windmills, yeah?
[There's a teasing note to her voice, so she's probably joking. Very likely...? A laugh, possibly because of that, possibly because she can tell this guy's floating about in hot air territory, but either way Allenby doesn't call him out too much on it.
He is still a pool victim, after all. Instead she strolls over to the side of the pool and throws him a towel. He's still getting water everywhere?? Who knew a furry mascot dude could absorb so much water.]
But it doesn't look like we've gotta worry about that... who were you again?
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Oh! Oh, my--my manners are slipping, sorry. I'm Filbo Fiddlepie. I'm... [He makes sure his sash is showing his title] I'm the mayor. Well, not of this ship, I'm the mayor back at home. Nice to meet you even if it involved almost drowning and all that.
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[She's just saiyan.
Like, the fur suit looks impractical and Allenby looks properly baffled that he's trying to dry the fur instead of whatever he looks like on the inside. Surely he isn't hollow on the inside?? Surely there's just a misunderstanding or something. She has, shall we say, not quite caught up with the times in this instance.
There's a quirk of a grin at the sash. It's kind of cheesy. Who wears a sash like that in the middle of a kidnapping, but hey, mascot character rights.]
That's some name you've got. Nice to meetcha, though, Filbo Fiddlepie Mayor guy. I'm Allenby Beardsley, Gundam fighter! Pretty glad we're not drowning, really -- not sure what we are doing, though.
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[Take that off to let it dry faster, sure -- Filbo, apparently not catching up there's a serious communication flaw going on, takes off the sash, carefully wringing it.
What a pair of dummies, these two are.
Just...leaving it aside so it's not in contact with waterlogged fur, Filbo seems to be in better mood now that an introduction was made. Allenby Beardsley, alright!
That's not too far away from names he's familiar with, really. Wouldn't be out of place at home. This one will be easy to remember -- Allenby Beardsley, blue colors. Simple and straightforward. When you come from a place where everyone is real colorful, associating names to colors is like a second nature.]
I guess we can only wait to be called to the Theater. I'm...not sure why it was necessary to take me all the way here for a New Year party, so...it probably won't be a New Year party?
[Filbo is easygoing, but he's no fool. He's already expecting this to not be really a fun and harmless night]
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[Welp. Somebody's really stubborn about their outfit!! But just as long as he's not shaking himself off like a dog or anything, and is quite decorously taking care of the other parts of his outfit as well, it's hard to object to much else about it.
Still. Still!]
You're seriously comfortable like that?
[She has to quip about it even if that doesn't actually clear anything up for either of them. What's one more pile of confusion on top of the time, place, space, species confusion?? Allenby shakes her head a little to herself and goes back to contemplating other, more practical things than whether people wearing strange blue mascot suits with strange names actually have hangups.
At least his name is also easy to remember, though--]
Hmm. If it's a party, though, I'm definitely not dressed for whatever theater thing is going on. They've got some party stuff, but a lot of it just looks like they slapped things together... is this what a cruise is usually like? [half to herself] Don't know why they're celebrating New Year's in the middle of the year, either. Different country?
[That's not it.]
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[Goddamnit, Filbo, that's not what she means. Will either of them catch onto Allenby's train of thought or will the thread end before it happens? Stay tuned]
I mean, maybe the Captain is lying and it's not New Year?
[Simple answer, really]
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[Don't people usually only wear sashes like that for special occasions. Come to think of it, would that count as his partywear?? Along with the... costume...? She's getting more baffled by the minute here.]
But hey -- at least you're dressed for something.
[He's also not wrong about the possibility of Everything Being A Silly Lie, though it's weird to be bouncing conspiracy theories with blue furry guy. Hmm.]
Hmmm. I don't know what the point would be, though, lyin' about the New Year. Doesn't seem like it would do anything?