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

[scouserer]

[Wow. She just plucked that out of her brain whole cloth, huh?]

"Red sky in the morning, sailor take warning." 'cept in this case, it's a big bloody hurricane before the actual storm. [A pause.] If I'm understanding what you're saying.

[Hmmm. He scratches the back of his neck, watching the 'snowflakes' in the globe drift through the water.]

You've been messing with time and space, haven't you?

[Or, you know, probably knows someone who has.]

[hellahighwater]

[ She sure did! Globe in one hand, bottle of alcohol in the other, Chloe lifts the latter to her lips again. ]

Not anymore.

[ And takes a nice, long swig. ]

[scouserer]

[Constantine allows the silence to sit as Chloe drinks. He doesn't try to force conversation. Granting breath where there needs to be. Something happened here, and he feels as though he may be treading on thin ice.

When she pulls her lips from the bottle, Constantine asks--]

What changed?

[hellahighwater]

What d'you think changed?

[ Ah... It seems Chloe's done being entirely forthcoming. ]

[scouserer]

....Stupid question.

[Especially when it comes to time and space. He'll try again later, probably.]

[hellahighwater]

Got that right.

[ She brightens up. Or...she looks like she brightens up. ]

Hey. You get any alcohol from that vending machine, only fair you share, huh? Huh? Mmmm, gonna need every bit I can get...

[scouserer]

[Hmmmm. Could this potentially evolve into a problem later down the line? Maybe. But he's not gonna think about that for now.]

Only if you promise to do the same for me.

[hellahighwater]

Hella.

[ Surely, this won't cause any problems whatsoever. ]