unknownseas | COMMENCE VOYAGE

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Fun Fact: Did you know the Atlantic Ocean has a surface area of 41.1 million square miles? No reason.

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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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[There's the bright light as the sync test goes on, and then... a pool? Sara gets up from the floor of the top deck and looks around with a shiver.]

Emily? [Nothing.] Where...

[And thus you'll find a teenage girl searching the entire ship, checking the deck under every chair and table. She seems pretty determined. Though when she makes it to the party room, she pauses at the door and just stares for a while.]

What is this place?

[This is a huge change from where Lalli was, but he doesn't seem to care too much at that exact moment. Because he is up on the deck hanging over the side and looking a little pale.]

Urgh....

[Somebody gets seasick easily. He needs time to adjust before he's useful.]

[The last thing Adeline remembers is sitting in a hotel room, talking with the team about when to challenge the Elite Four-and suddenly she's in the pool, floating in the middle of it with nary a splash. She flails for just a moment, before flipping over and swimming towards the side, clambering out and shrugging off her labcoat to start wringing it out.]

A stray Teleport? And where exactly is this? [She makes her way to the railing, pursing her lips as she tries to get a look at the ocean around them. If anyone happens by, she'll wave them down.]

Excuse me, would you know where we are? [Her voice is quite calm and even despite the situation, and she doesn't seem surprised at anyone's appearance.] I need to return to my hotel before my companions grow overly worried.

[Later on, she can be seen at the buffet, head tilted as she studies the selection.]

How strange...they don't have any monster cuisine options?

[She can also be found at the vending machines, dispensing a rather obscene amount of iced coffee for herself.]

[One moment he was at home, the next he's in middle of a pool. Given the sudden realization he's surrounded by water and should get swimming, Filbo gasps and gets a mouthful of pool water.

Off to a good start -- flailing in the pool for a minute until he finally gets his bearings.

Once Filbo gets over the shock and swims/walks on the bottom out of the pool, he takes a look around while he evaluates the situation. It's night, he's...on something that's moving, and he really wasn't here a moment ago. Something's up and he has no idea what it is. Still...you don't find out anything by standing on the same spot forever, so he decides to get moving]

Hello...?

[A grumpus like him is unmistakable, really. Teal fur, huge purple eyes, red nose...everything about him is bright, eh? Especially when compared to the rest of the passangers on this ship, as he finds out once he stumbles upon someone else once he goes onto one of the decks.

You know how, when you encounter a bear in the wild, you freeze and keep a wary eye on them, as if you fear at any moment they'll turn around and run towards you? That's how Filbo moves when he finds someone else. Definitely not a grumpus, that's clear. What's going on here...? After a moment of uncomfortable staring, Filbo finally finds some words to say:]

You...you're not a figment of my imagination, are you?

[Pretty sure he doesn't have enough imagination to come up with this.

Still, pretty rich for the colorful doofus to be asking someone else 'are you a hallucination?', eh?]

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[She was in the middle of doing something important.

That's the first thing that strikes her about this; the fact that she was somewhere and now she's somewhere else isn't exactly foreign to her - in fact, she does this all the time, it's just how things work for her - but the difference this time is that she didn't do it. She wouldn't have done it because what she was doing was important, and she's absolutely confounded by everything that's going on and it's obviously vexing her to a massive degree.

So here Freyja is, being a weird short red-horned lady that's grossly overdressed for the situation, sitting at one of the tables in the party zone while she tries to get herself sorted to at least some degree; there's a small but unfamiliar weight somewhere in the folds of her dress, and she's quick to pick it out and set it on the table, looking at it like it's probably witchcraft but maybe if she stares at it long enough it'll burst into flames. Help her?

Anyway.

There's not much sense in remaining still for too long; this entire…vessel is fascinatingly large, and as such Freyja can be found wandering it for a good while. The buffet is one of the first places she ends up, just...looking at the seafood like she's never seen this much in one place before and she's not sure she's enjoying the experience.]

What an impressive celebration of gluttony. Are we really expected to partake, given the circumstances?

[Whether "the circumstances" are the kidnapping or the fact that seafood in a buffet setting sounds horrible is a bit difficult to say.

The vending machine is the other place that catches her interest, though she isn't obtaining any of the suspiciously free goods; rather, she's running her hand along the face of them as though they're some sort of wild creature that needs taming, though she seems aware that they aren't alive and serve some sort of purpose. If you're close enough to her, you can hear her talking softly to herself, murmuring something about the "world of steel", whatever that means. It's probably fine.

She'll eventually pause for a good while on one of the 1-B decks, staring out at the horizon; she seems really, really lost in thought out there, but that doesn't mean she'll mind the company.]

Edited 2021-01-24 17:16 (UTC)

[There is a sense of exhaustion, of bittersweet relief as the last of the wounded are tended to - the very last of this great war. The cost of peace truly was too great, and yet-

And yet-

Flayn blinks as she sitting, and no longer is she on a stool in a makeshift medic tent on the grounds of Garreg Mach. No, instead she opens her eyes on the deck of a ship (floor 1-B), staring out at the inky blackness of night, the sea only visible for the lack of stars it holds.]

Wh...what?

[Flayn tenses. Looks to her left, her right. No one she recognizes is out here with her. Not her former classmates, not the Professor, not-]

...Father...? W-Where is everyone?

[Well, this is certainly new.

You can find Yeager sitting in a pool chair up on the top deck not long after we're all suddenly here; he's looking pretty calm as he figures out how to get the device to work. He's not going to have too much trouble with it, thankfully, despite this sort of tech not exactly being present in Terca Lumireis, but feel free to come bother him if you want.

If you show up a bit later, he may even look slightly more confused as he's going through the profiles, but surely that's fine.

Of course, Yeager isn't going to stay up there for too long - he's not interested in the pool, after all - so perhaps you'll find him in the party zone. Initially he's just looking around, sort of marveling at the sheer ridiculousness of shoving this much Fancy Shit on board a ship, but...

Well, there are party poppers. And Yeager is bored. So if you're particularly unlucky, you may just walk into one going off nearby. Or perhaps on you?? Do you want to be covered in confetti right away, because that is very much an option today.

Yeager holds up a hand in greeting when he notices you, and he speaks with a very thick German accent.]

This is all rather ridiculous, ja?

[Or if you were unlucky enough to be confetti-bombed:] Whoopsie~! I didn't see you there!

Did you lose something? [Adeline's kneeling down slightly to get a better look at what Sara might be searching for on the ground. Though the mechanical tail hanging behind her might be quite surprising on its own.]

[You know, it's funny - you can be sitting on the deck of a ship, everything's dark, you don't know where you are or what's happening, but the sound of someone retching off the side is enough to motivate Flayn to get up on her feet and venture closer.]

Hello? Are you alright...?

[I mean obviously he's not but like, pleasantries.]

[Oh, a monster! Adeline's confusion gives way to a relieved smile as she walks over, metallic tail swaying behind her. Her labcoat is still damp, but she's wearing it anyways-it's not that cold right now.]

Don't worry, I'm not. Did you also suddenly end up here?

[Somehow, Scott Pilgrim has found himself in the party zone with a (virgin) margarita in his hand. This wouldn't be particularly noteworthy, since he frequently ends up at parties with little to no memory of how or why he's there, except for the fact that he's pretty sure it's not New Year's Eve. It's like. January 15th or something. Time's a lie, it doesn't really matter because Canada is just endless winter and Scott Pilgrim is always wearing the parka he's had since he was 12.]

Hey, [he says to the nearest person.] Have you seen Julie? This is Julie's party, right?

[Parties he has no memory of getting to are usually Julie's. Maybe New Year's Eve decorations were on sale so she's throwing another New Year's Eve party?

BUT WHATEVER.

Eventually, Scott makes it outside of the party zone to the pool. He's just kind of blankly staring out at the ocean and mumbling to himself.]

That can't be right. Wallace put me on a bus to Kim's place. She lives in Ontario. At least I'm pretty sure she lives in Ontario. The bus ticket said Ontario.

[Eventually he settles down on the deck next to the pool, flicking through the profiles on device he found in his pocket.]

I don't recognize any of these people! What the hell, I always recognize someone at these things!

[Then he flops backward onto the deck and sighs dramatically. He's fine. If anyone needs him before midnight, he'll just be lying on the pool deck staring up at the sky and waiting for an indication of what the hell is going on.]

[You can practically hear the gears turning in Scott's head. He is not a smart man.]

No, this is way too normal to be subspace.

[oh no a pretty girl with horns. Adeline stares for a moment, just admiring those horns before speaking up.]

I already had dinner, but depending on how far we are from land we'll probably have to eat here eventually. Unless you prefer fishing?

[Her own metallic tail is curled upwards slightly, flicking back and forth with excited energy.]

[Plumeria flinches as her surroundings change in an instant. This isn't where she's supposed to be, at all.

There is no time to waste. Triandra had said that much, and they gripped each other's hands with resolve. The resolve to bring back the one who took care of them, who stroked their hair, who saved their lives--]

Triandra? [Plumeria looks to and fro, as she comes to near the Pool, looking around with disdain in her expression as she grips her hands tightly. She couldn't even feel her powers here, and that's--] If this is some kind of sick joke of a nightmare, this isn't funny! We have work to do!

[...No answer. Plumeria decides to move on towards the buffet, before nearly stepping on the device on the ground. By the time she reaches the buffet, she's reading it with disgust.]

"Partake"? What, like this is some kind of fancy party? Humans really are such excessive creatures...

[...Of course, she is still a slave to human desires, and she does wind up picking up one of the desserts to take a bite of it and--] ...They can't even get the taste of strawberries right. What is this nonsense?

[Of course, she'll be just wandering at some point, surprisingly alert for someone on the device and taking stock of her situation. If she happens to come across you...well, if you're a human, you'll get a sour look, but if you're noticeably not human, her look is a little more neutral.]

Hey, you. [...Said with the tone of someone raised in a barn.] What do you make of all of this nonsense?

Don't like big boats.

[Canoes? Sure, he can handle those. But anything big enough to have an 'inside' has always been the bane of his existence. Even when it's this large and well-maintained compared to what he's used to, it's still enough to make him feel ill.]

Is this your dream? I need out of it.

[Is Scott ready to have a woman in a swimsuit and labcoat leaning over him? Because he's getting one.]

You usually recognize people? Are you a census taker of some sort? [Her voice is quite even, but her expression betrays some level of excitement.]

[...

...........

Flayn begins to also peek under chairs and tables after watching Sara for a minute or two.]

Excuse me, but what are we looking for?

[Flayn you don't just insert yourself into a situation like that]

[Adeline comes walking over, tail swaying behind her.] None of my companions came with me either, and I'm not even sure what region we're in. But I'm sure we'll be able to explain this misunderstanding once the captain and first mate arrive.

[They're nice horns! Blood-red and curling in a loose spiral shape on either side of her head. Freyja doesn't seem to mind the staring, at least, folding her arms low across her abdomen as she keeps her eyes on the food; she frowns a little, delicately, as though trying to parse out what she's staring at.]

I prefer neither... It hasn't been a concern for me before.

[...Pretty lady with horns who doesn't eat, apparently. Huh.

That said, she'll look over eventually; she isn't expecting the...whatever is happening with the tail, it seems a little beyond her, but she doesn't comment immediately on it, either.]

Did you just happen to find yourself here as well...?

My dream...? No, I don't think so. I had not planned to go to sleep just yet.

[Also people don't just show up in someone else's dream being aware of that fact, that's weird.]

If you can make it out, try to focus on the horizon for a moment or two. That should help a little.

[You know, Plumeria was perfectly content to be distracted by her phone and trying to read the profiles as she enters the room. So many disgusting looking humans...really, it's impressive just how many they've managed to shove onto this mess.

She doesn't get anywhere near Freyja's profile by the time she hears the other woman's voice, and Plumeria startles badly as she looks up, because surely she's heard it wrong, surely that can't be who she thinks it...is...

...Oh dear gods.]

Lady...Lady Freyja?

[Plumeria drops her device, looking like she's seen a goddamn ghost. This can't be real, it can't--]

I did, with none of my companions here for some reason. I don't know why this captain wanted only me here. Or how this got into my pocket. [She pulls the phone out of her pocket and wriggles it around.]

...the horizon.

[Lalli finally lifts his head and looks out at the water. It's dark, because 11 pm, but he can still tell that there's water everywhere and no sign of land.

Heck.]

I shouldn't be here.

[This might as well happen.]

I can't say I'm familiar with that...device? It's something I've seen before, but only fleetingly.

[Oh, grump. Someone looks like being on a ship is really doing a number of them. Filbo isn't exactly a seasoned sailor, but at least he's not throwing his guts up even though he feels kind of nauseous.

Or maybe the reason he's feeling nauseous is because of Lalli. Seasickness isn't contagious, is it?

Should he talk to this person? Maybe? Filbo feels like he should just slink away and try to find something that makes sense, but at the same time seeing someone suffering like this makes him want to say something. Filbo stays some distance behind Lalli]

Th-There, there? I guess you're not used to ships...take deep breaths.

[Filbo is kind of hoping the ship reaches its destination soon or else this guy is going to spend a looooong time draped on a railing]

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