WEEK 1

[bathymetric]

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! ]

Comments

[dokkalfheimr]

[She's quiet for a moment at that.]

...You have my condolences. About your father.

[...]

Losing family is difficult. I do not feel that you can be blamed for not taking it well. Especially when followed by large changes like you've described.

[hellahighwater]

[ She snorts, but it's not, like, dismissive? Just kind of sad, honestly. ]

Everyone said something like that, at first. But, when you don't bounce right back...

[ Chloe clears her throat, shooing away the bitterness slipping into her voice. ]

Anyway. Uh, thanks, I guess. Just want mom to be...happy now, you know? She deserves a lot more than the shit she's been given.

[dokkalfheimr]

I cannot relate to that specific loss; the creator, Alfaðör, still lives. But I've suffered something...comparable. I still find myself uncertain regarding how to move forward.

If even I don't know, then why should anyone else be expected to?

[hellahighwater]

[ For a moment, Chloe doesn't say anything. The only sounds around them are the lapping waves at the ship's hull. ]

I'm sorry. About... [ There was something she remembered reading. Something that stuck in her mind. But... That all felt a little invasive. A little shitty. ] About who you lost. It's... It doesn't really get easier.

[dokkalfheimr]

It's...what you believe it is. Everyone knows. [So there's not much point in trying to be secretive about it.] He was important to me. Older than me, but only just.

I don't expect to recover from it. In a way, it feels wrong to do so.

[hellahighwater]

Like...you're forgetting or disrespecting him? Yeah, I don't... That doesn't go away either. [ Hm. It's still— ] And it fucking sucks that the Captain just...put that on display for everyone. Like no one can just...mourn in peace.

[dokkalfheimr]

...I don't know if I'm surprised that it's there or not. I would prefer that it not be, of course, but that sort of cruelty does seem in line with everything else.

[...]

...Thank you. For talking to me about this.

[hellahighwater]

After dad... People treated me like I was...a leper or something, or worse, like I was made of glass. I hated that... Like I had to be on their timeline and nothing else.

[ It's a strange maturity that Chloe's settling into. She wonders... Ah, fuck it. ]

So... Screw that, I say. Cry or rage or...anything. I won't mind. No one else should, either.

[dokkalfheimr]

I don't think I will while I'm still here - it seems such a pointless thing to be preoccupied with. I cannot change what happened. I can only hope to go back to where I came from, where there's less immediately hanging over my head.

[hellahighwater]

...Yeah. A little time and space to process.

After all... You can't change the past.