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come_sailaway2023-01-16 02:19 pm
theweakhavepurpose) wrote in come_sailaway2023-01-16 02:19 pm
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Something beautiful happens in this world [Open]
Who: Deputy Pratt and YOU!
What: Cake decorating, showing off his artistic prowess, shovel knight time
When: Later half of January
Where:Sand Dollars, the Library, Upper Deck
Warnings: None! (Well that's rare for him)
1. Sand Dollars
Pratt has completed his scientific research (having Sharky eat various cupcakes while naked) and has taken actual notes which are in the little notepad next to him while he sits at a table in Sand Dollars. He has one of the plastic trays from the buffet and has assembled a circle of cupcakes onto it to resemble a cake and is using a plastic butter knife to spread the frosting around so it looks like it's all one piece.
The wrappers from all of them are on the table nearby, along with some colorful other cupcakes that he's going to scoop the frosting off of in order to write out a message on this cake.
Yes, he is making the Captain a "Congrats on the Sex" cake. Sure it's been a few weeks but his memory is trash okay. He's trying.
2. The Library
Well, the binder is gone, which sucks because Pratt has already forgotten 80% of the contents. He assumes one of those people obsessed with blowing the place up stole it. So he will add his contribution to its recovery.
In its place is a Serena Eterna spiral notebook with a ship on the front, the ship is crossed out and instead there's a reproduction of Ryan's original cat drawing of Guatauva, but every page afterwards also has a cat drawing. He has faithfully recreated every cat internet meme he can think of. There's space above and below to make them into ship-centric memes. So have at.
His drawings look like this because I'm not going to draw 30 cat memes.
3. Deck
Pratt picked up the best package from home he's ever gotten. It was huge heavy and when he unwrapped it he squealed like a school girl because he's so damn excited. Friday is his favorite person for the next few hours because he has his shovel launcher now. Which is exactly what it sounds like, it is a rocket launcher, that shoots shovels.
He has a pile of shovels next to him, as he stands on the deck, aiming at the hull of the ship and then KUHTHUWNK the thing embeds itself into the metal siding and Pratt straight up cackles. Oh this is fantastic.
On the other side of him is his Christmas present he never opened which is 99 cans of Pabst in an absurdly long box and he's about to have the best day. Drink some beer, launch some shovels, spend way too long prying shovels out of the ship to do it again.
Montana's finest, right here.
4. Wildcard
Hit me with anything. He's always in the buffet or arcade or around the deck doing random patrols.
What: Cake decorating, showing off his artistic prowess, shovel knight time
When: Later half of January
Where:Sand Dollars, the Library, Upper Deck
Warnings: None! (Well that's rare for him)
1. Sand Dollars
Pratt has completed his scientific research (having Sharky eat various cupcakes while naked) and has taken actual notes which are in the little notepad next to him while he sits at a table in Sand Dollars. He has one of the plastic trays from the buffet and has assembled a circle of cupcakes onto it to resemble a cake and is using a plastic butter knife to spread the frosting around so it looks like it's all one piece.
The wrappers from all of them are on the table nearby, along with some colorful other cupcakes that he's going to scoop the frosting off of in order to write out a message on this cake.
Yes, he is making the Captain a "Congrats on the Sex" cake. Sure it's been a few weeks but his memory is trash okay. He's trying.
2. The Library
Well, the binder is gone, which sucks because Pratt has already forgotten 80% of the contents. He assumes one of those people obsessed with blowing the place up stole it. So he will add his contribution to its recovery.
In its place is a Serena Eterna spiral notebook with a ship on the front, the ship is crossed out and instead there's a reproduction of Ryan's original cat drawing of Guatauva, but every page afterwards also has a cat drawing. He has faithfully recreated every cat internet meme he can think of. There's space above and below to make them into ship-centric memes. So have at.
His drawings look like this because I'm not going to draw 30 cat memes.
3. Deck
Pratt picked up the best package from home he's ever gotten. It was huge heavy and when he unwrapped it he squealed like a school girl because he's so damn excited. Friday is his favorite person for the next few hours because he has his shovel launcher now. Which is exactly what it sounds like, it is a rocket launcher, that shoots shovels.
He has a pile of shovels next to him, as he stands on the deck, aiming at the hull of the ship and then KUHTHUWNK the thing embeds itself into the metal siding and Pratt straight up cackles. Oh this is fantastic.
On the other side of him is his Christmas present he never opened which is 99 cans of Pabst in an absurdly long box and he's about to have the best day. Drink some beer, launch some shovels, spend way too long prying shovels out of the ship to do it again.
Montana's finest, right here.
4. Wildcard
Hit me with anything. He's always in the buffet or arcade or around the deck doing random patrols.
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"Jesus... what is that like? Sharing a room with... that?" Crichton's tone of voice makes it crystal clear he has no love for John.
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"But he's I guess... uh... Quiet? I dunno. We've stopped trying to kill each other." Meaning that Pratt specifically has stopped trying to fight him. John was the adult in those little flare ups.
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"That's... good. I mean, I'm sorry it's weird. Makes me all the more grateful I got the assignment I did."
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"You lucked out on that. And you get to share a bed instead of someone on the couch."
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He just has to laugh about the weed thing. Steve Harrington really came through for a lot of them.
"Believe it or not, getting high helps Arthur and I work out a few kinks too. Guess I shouldn't be too surprised. I still have a small stash left if you ever need an emergency peace pipe meeting."
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"Nah I'm just the garlic bread delivery service. I know weed chills everyone out but it makes me paranoid as fuck no matter what strain it is. I either relieve every embarrassing bad idea I've ever had, or I start going in anxiety spirals about scenarios that will never happen. Last time I did an edible I was convinced I needed to get sandbags for my house in case of a tsunami." He grimaces. "I live in Montana. If a tsunami hits all the way across three states I think there's bigger problems than me needing sandbags."
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He raises a beer to Pratt in a sad salute. "That's a real bummer, dude. But it's good you know your own limits. Actually, Arthur had a little bit of that same problem in the beginning, too. Milder than yours, obviously. But it's something I'm keeping watch for. God knows he doesn't need help being paranoid."
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"But, yeah. As long as I'm here, I'll always be watching out for him. He's been through hell. Just short of literal hell. And he's had to do most of it without his sight. He deserves a little R'n'R."