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Unknown Seas Mods / NPCs ([personal profile] bathymetric) wrote in [community profile] unknownseas2021-01-25 02:06 am
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WEEK 1

Happy New Year! ... You're still here. Looks like The Captain wasn't lying when he said the murdering is now up to you. That, or you can all live here on your own. Regardless, it's time to settle in. The days start passing much less eventfully after that first one, and, well... on it goes, huh?

There might not be a whole cruise ship to explore just yet, but there are a variety of amenities available to all of you! Who ever heard of a boring cruise ship, anyway? As the week goes on, you might even start to see some of those strange coins appear for you!

Better buckle down and get to know your fellow passengers, though, if you want to stand a chance of weathering this storm.



MONDAY | TUESDAY | WEDNESDAY | THURSDAY
FRIDAY | SATURDAY


[ ooc: Welcome to peace week! Feel free to mingle (and investigate, if you like) to your hearts' content! Please ensure all investigation toplevels are marked accordingly, and otherwise enjoy! If you wish to talk to The Captain or Davy Jones, look here for the former and here for the latter! ]
ignobel: (WE MUST NOW POKEBATTLE)

shipside shenaniganry: tentacle edition (1/2)

[personal profile] ignobel 2021-01-27 08:06 am (UTC)(link)
Hey! Hey, wait, you should probably--

[Allenby wanders over just in time to see some old dude step off the side of the boat fully clothed, and while she can certainly admire the guts her first reflex is to chase after him and throw herself halfway over the railing trying to call after him -- like, there's an aborted attempt at catching him?

But mostly she just commits to the yelling:]

--NOT GO DIVIN' IN ALL YOUR CLOOOOOTHES!!

[She tried!! And therefore!! No one can criticize her!!]
ignobel: (airships are nice too)

2/2

[personal profile] ignobel 2021-01-27 08:07 am (UTC)(link)
... Wow, something's got an arm.
scouserer: (11)

[personal profile] scouserer 2021-01-27 08:30 pm (UTC)(link)
[....Aaaaand Constantine comes right back down onto the deck, miserable and soaked. He runs a hand through his hair, trying to keep saltwater out of his eyes.]

Eight arms, if what little we saw's consistent.

[He seems...less concerned than he should be that he just literally walked off the ship and got flung back with a spout of water.]

Unless the whales here happen to have tentacles, as well.