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The Captain ([personal profile] sictransitgloriamundi) wrote in [community profile] come_sailaway2022-11-16 09:27 pm

YOU'RE THE NEXT CONTESTANT

WHO: the Captain + You
WHAT: contractually obligated price is right game
WHEN: 11/18, like nightish?
WHERE: Bellona Theater
WARNINGS: N/A, currently

[you've heard the announcement, the sound of Friday's cautious optimism as she spoke it. you've waited all day. now, it's time for the game.

the amount of effort that has gone into this production at Bellona can be safely defined as “minimal.” there are three podiums, with three slate boards and three pieces of chalk. there is another podium, currently empty, next to a plain folding table. there is a tablecloth draped over the table, covering a lumpy, inscrutable shape.

the most remarkable thing is the giant wheel set up on the other side of the empty podium. the slices of the giant circle are colorful, but also completely blank. the Captain actually spends 30 minutes prior to the start of the event simply sitting in front of it, back to the audience, and spinning it, listening to the loud clacking noise pick up and then die down again, before spinning it once more.

clackclackclack clack clack. clack. clackclackclackclackclack.

it's gonna be a long night.]
goodweather: (is it a beaver?)

[personal profile] goodweather 2022-11-18 03:20 am (UTC)(link)
"Yeah, yeah, of course it is," Phil grumbles as he takes the offering. He wipes the headphones on his shirt and plugs them in, scrolling through to find the most ear-blasty song. Fuck his eardrums. He doesn't need to hear all the way across the ship anyway.

He slumps a bit in his seat, ignoring the way it musses with his feathers. "I hate magic."
saltwaterlungs: (Weddell Sea)

[personal profile] saltwaterlungs 2022-11-18 03:44 am (UTC)(link)
Lucky for Phil, Darcy is a teenage goth. If he can't find something to permanently damage his hearing between the metal and the electronica and various niche subgenres therein of both, he's not looking hard enough. The most recent ly played playlists are 'workout vibes' 'the best of Daft Punk' and one mysteriously entitled 'us'.

"I know," leans her elbow a little more firmly into him, "fuck magic ehn?"
goodweather: (but not quite either!)

[personal profile] goodweather 2022-11-18 04:15 am (UTC)(link)
"Yeah. Fuck magic."

He hits something random on the workout playlist because he figures they'll have the most emphasis on rhythm, and stops for a second when he sees the playlist labeled "us." He assumes that this is either leftovers from Darcy's breakup or one made in the aftermath, some typical teenage drama stuff. He'll ignore it either way.

(He ponders briefly about the kinds of playlists couples put together, dramatic and cheesy and the titles they give them; he's seen a couple that were just a mess of heart emojis, others that sounded like sappy lines from amateur poetry. The one Rita put together consisted mostly of ABBA and was called "two groundhogs sitting in a tree.")

...

He kicks the volume a couple notches higher.
saltwaterlungs: (Chinhand)

[personal profile] saltwaterlungs 2022-11-18 04:46 am (UTC)(link)
It's Death Grips. So, y'know. It'll definitely cover the noise.

Darcy gestures in a way to indicate that she'll get his attention when the final round happens.
Edited 2022-11-18 04:47 (UTC)
goodweather: (but not quite either!)

[personal profile] goodweather 2022-11-18 05:03 am (UTC)(link)
It's not too far off from some of the stuff he listens to on his rock playlists. Not to mention that it's Darcy music, and he appreciates the generosity with which it was given; as it is, it's actually doing pretty well to keep his head screwed on straight.

So he just nods and crosses his arms, burrowing into his seat, watching the show happen on mute.