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come_sailaway2023-07-01 03:20 pm
light_mischief) wrote in come_sailaway2023-07-01 03:20 pm
Entry tags:
- changeling the lost: okie,
- don't starve together: maxwell,
- far cry 5: deputy pratt,
- fate/requiem: voyager,
- geist the sin-eaters: darcy lejeune,
- mcu: ava starr,
- nier reincarnation: fio,
- original: yufei,
- skulduggery pleasant: skulduggery,
- tales of the abyss: jade curtiss,
- tales of vesperia: rita mordio,
- the 100: clarke griffin
[open] come on, make a joyful sound
Who: Skulduggery Pleasant & anyone who wants to deal with him
What: you'd think after an announcement like that one, he'd be making himself scarce, but nope!
When: July, up until the excursion.
Where: Around the ship, by the pool, and also the Chatterbox, obviously. but NOT at Bobby B's. nope!!!!
Warnings: None at the moment, other than potential being-a-dickness from Skuls
Notes: with the Bobby B's prompt, if your character can see through magic invisibility, let me know :)
[AROUND THE SHIP] if you will believe in your heart
[Skulduggery can be found wandering the ship at any point during the day or night. to the untrained eye, it may look like he's pacing, but you couldn't be more wrong. this is simply idle exercise for an old man who is definitely not churning over a lot of thoughts about what his plans are for the future.
he won't stop to talk unless a familiar friend waves him down, but he's more than willing to Aaron Sorkin this shit if somebody decides to pull a walk-and-talk with him.]
[CHATTERBOX] and confess with your lips
[alternatively, Skulduggery can be found in the Chatterbox after midnight for his own private hour-long karaoke session. it isn't quite the same, now that the karaoke machine isn't inhabited by any ghosts that may or may not have ever existed in the first place, but he seems to be making the most of it.
actually, he's having a little too much fun. anyone who tries to have a conversation with him here may find themselves subjected to a musical response in lieu of a real one, and woe to anyone who tries to take the microphone out of his hand before his hour's up.]
[POOL] surely you will be saved one day
[and finally, Skulduggery can occasionally be found lounging on a deck chair with a book during the afternoons and early evenings. he's even dressed down on these occasions, with his shoes tucked under the chair and his jacket folded neatly over the back. he can't seem to stop humming the same few bars of Time after Time... that song is such an earworm!
if someone is looking to corner him, this is liable to be the best time, because he isn't inclined to start a fight in the middle of the day.]
[BOBBY B'S] don't see what the point is in even trying to fight
[there's no skeleton detective to be seen, which would make this a pretty terrible prompt for a roleplaying game. luckily, there is one thing that seems curiously out of place inside Bobby B's: an unattended ship-branded pad of paper and a pen, resting next to an ashtray with a half-smoked cigar stubbed out in it. written across the top of the page are the words: SKULLDUGGERY PLEASANT. underneath that is a list, written in seemingly several different fonts:
- can remove & replace limbs (head too?)
- senses movement thru air, flies
- latent necromancy?
- always armed (2 guns)
- charming (talks way out of problems)
- irrational & mentally unstable
- easy to anger? (no)
- death by car crash
- death by spike pit??? HOW
and then, at the bottom, hastily scrawled and underlined: how do u kill a skeleton?
huh. that sure is weird. it looks like mutliple people have added to this list with the same left-over pen. maybe somebody else has something to add?? or maybe they're trying to figure out why there's one less bar stool at the bar...]
[closed to Darcy] getting into knives
[the cloaking sphere isn't the only thing that Skulduggery picked up from the sundries shop. alongside two relics that would make extremely fitting gifts for a newlywed couple, he's also been given a deceptively simple item that he thinks is just perfect for Darcy. their birthday was... some time ago, which makes this rather belated, but he figures that there are enough extenuating circumstances to keep him from feeling too guilty about that.
he texts Darcy to meet up at Sand Dollars for a surprise (conveniently on his way to Bobby B's for a spot of enemy-watching), and even though he doesn't need to, he invites them to bring any of their million+ swords along. might as well ensure the gift works the way he suspects it will!]
[wildcard] look for the bigger picture when I close my eyes real tight
(Throw something up at random, or throw me a line on Discord to plan something!)
What: you'd think after an announcement like that one, he'd be making himself scarce, but nope!
When: July, up until the excursion.
Where: Around the ship, by the pool, and also the Chatterbox, obviously. but NOT at Bobby B's. nope!!!!
Warnings: None at the moment, other than potential being-a-dickness from Skuls
Notes: with the Bobby B's prompt, if your character can see through magic invisibility, let me know :)
[AROUND THE SHIP] if you will believe in your heart
[Skulduggery can be found wandering the ship at any point during the day or night. to the untrained eye, it may look like he's pacing, but you couldn't be more wrong. this is simply idle exercise for an old man who is definitely not churning over a lot of thoughts about what his plans are for the future.
he won't stop to talk unless a familiar friend waves him down, but he's more than willing to Aaron Sorkin this shit if somebody decides to pull a walk-and-talk with him.]
[CHATTERBOX] and confess with your lips
[alternatively, Skulduggery can be found in the Chatterbox after midnight for his own private hour-long karaoke session. it isn't quite the same, now that the karaoke machine isn't inhabited by any ghosts that may or may not have ever existed in the first place, but he seems to be making the most of it.
actually, he's having a little too much fun. anyone who tries to have a conversation with him here may find themselves subjected to a musical response in lieu of a real one, and woe to anyone who tries to take the microphone out of his hand before his hour's up.]
[POOL] surely you will be saved one day
[and finally, Skulduggery can occasionally be found lounging on a deck chair with a book during the afternoons and early evenings. he's even dressed down on these occasions, with his shoes tucked under the chair and his jacket folded neatly over the back. he can't seem to stop humming the same few bars of Time after Time... that song is such an earworm!
if someone is looking to corner him, this is liable to be the best time, because he isn't inclined to start a fight in the middle of the day.]
[BOBBY B'S] don't see what the point is in even trying to fight
[there's no skeleton detective to be seen, which would make this a pretty terrible prompt for a roleplaying game. luckily, there is one thing that seems curiously out of place inside Bobby B's: an unattended ship-branded pad of paper and a pen, resting next to an ashtray with a half-smoked cigar stubbed out in it. written across the top of the page are the words: SKULLDUGGERY PLEASANT. underneath that is a list, written in seemingly several different fonts:
- can remove & replace limbs (head too?)
- senses movement thru air, flies
- latent necromancy?
- always armed (2 guns)
- charming (talks way out of problems)
- irrational & mentally unstable
- easy to anger? (no)
- death by car crash
- death by spike pit??? HOW
and then, at the bottom, hastily scrawled and underlined: how do u kill a skeleton?
huh. that sure is weird. it looks like mutliple people have added to this list with the same left-over pen. maybe somebody else has something to add?? or maybe they're trying to figure out why there's one less bar stool at the bar...]
[closed to Darcy] getting into knives
[the cloaking sphere isn't the only thing that Skulduggery picked up from the sundries shop. alongside two relics that would make extremely fitting gifts for a newlywed couple, he's also been given a deceptively simple item that he thinks is just perfect for Darcy. their birthday was... some time ago, which makes this rather belated, but he figures that there are enough extenuating circumstances to keep him from feeling too guilty about that.
he texts Darcy to meet up at Sand Dollars for a surprise (conveniently on his way to Bobby B's for a spot of enemy-watching), and even though he doesn't need to, he invites them to bring any of their million+ swords along. might as well ensure the gift works the way he suspects it will!]
[wildcard] look for the bigger picture when I close my eyes real tight
(Throw something up at random, or throw me a line on Discord to plan something!)
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[he lifts his hands out of his pockets,] My speedometer is broken. Also, I refuse to incriminate myself to an American cop. That leads to nothing but trouble.
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[Banter banter, okay time for the real meat of the encounter.]
Sooooooo I have a weird question for you. Less weird than the monster fucker one. Probably. I dunno. Maybe.
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[......]
I'm almost certain that no question will be weirder than that one. Ask away, Deputy.
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Okay so Ava said you have a box of extra bones and I gotta know man. Like how. Why. How do you even swap them out? Doesn't that fucking hurt?
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[it's the same amount of pain as popping a shoulder back in its socket, which has become less and less painful as the years go on.]
But my bones still break, just like yours. That's one of the reasons why I still wear my suits from home so often -- they make up for the lack of muscles protecting me from fractures. Thankfully, I haven't needed to use the spares I keep in my closet. Well, other than replacing a rib, that is.
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Straight up: that is fucking disturbing as shit. But okay; do you like have good bones? Do you swap them out for fancy events? And do they have to be human? Could you have a cool deer head?
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[he nods at the "disturbing" comment, because, well, yes. it is pretty disturbing for people who aren't used to casual dismemberment.]
I don't have any special bones in particular. Other than this one, [he taps the side of his skull] which my colleague back home rescued from police inventory. And... [COULD he have animal skulls?] ...I suppose so. But I don't have any reason to do that.
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[Own your curse buddy.]
Aight I guess I'm not the skeleton I don't get an opinion. Okay okay, final question: who's bones are they? Can we like.. donate our used ones?
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[sounds like somebody has some unresolved trauma based around goblins stealing his skull and forcing him to wear his hat over his spine like a total dumbass.]
Oh, well, I've no idea where the ones I have here came from. They just showed up in a box at sundries. Back home, I would buy them from defunct anatomy classes, take donations from friends, or win them in poker games. Digging them up out of derelict cemeteries was strictly a last-ditch option.