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[personal profile] ss_buttcrack
Who: Crichton (Harvey), Lt. Tayrey, Dr. Watson, Arthur, Cassandra, Erin, literally anyone is welcome to jump into this mess
What: Here's what you missed last time.
TL;DR: Harvey stole some revenge-loving daggers that were in Tayrey's care and used them to murder Valdis. He made Crichton watch. This is the place to play the fallout directly after.
When: Sep 30 for the murder, Oct 1, and forward for the fallout. Will include later dates in Oct, as well.
Where: The Brig + Various locations stated in the starters posted below
Warnings: Blood, Death, Gore, Violence, Mind-control, mention of Drugs/Alcohol Addiction, will warn for more as necessary


This is a nightmare! )

Wildcard options open: Let me know what kind of starter you want and I'll make it happen. Keep in mind this will be the last chance to participate with Harvey. He'll be perma-dead at the conclusion of this plot.]
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[personal profile] ablativeholopleather
Who: Wayne and Whoever
What: Shipside nonsense of various flavors
When: End of September through mid October
Where: Pool, Theater, Sports Deck etc
Warnings: Possible discussion of depression and existential ennui, mild body horror

When I feel disposable I'll pretend it meant something to me )
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[personal profile] abhorrently
Who: Fever and open!
What: First month on the ship, and she's getting adjusted.
When: September.
Where: Everywhere - a few specific locations for some prompts.
Warnings: Marked in specific threads if they happen.
Notes: Will match tag-in format.

will i once cease to be )
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[personal profile] maximumcake
Who: Max Maximum & You!
What: Open catch-all for September
When: Through September
Where: All over
Warnings Some nudity, silly pranks and puns, severe touch aversion

Googly Eyes! )
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[personal profile] ss_buttcrack
Who: Crichton (Harvey) & You!
What: Catch-all September + Flower Event
When: September
Where: All over
Warnings: Violence (against Harvey), angst/grief, mention of pregnancy (prompt 2), inebriation/hallucination, Sobriety, breaking sobriety/alcoholism, will warn as needed
Who am I to disagree? )
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[personal profile] yourexoduslaughing
Who: Flan, Wayne, April - and you!
When: Mid-August
Where: Room 160!
Warnings: Various cursed objects, preying on fear/insecurities, possible drug use


1) like freaks of nurture, isn't it funny?

Early in the morning, close to 9am, an obnoxiously cheery voice comes on over the ship's intercom.

"Hellllooooooooooooo this is your friendly neighbourhood Flan! Do you currently share your room with an item that makes you nervous or scared? Did Sundries give you something dangerous and you don't know what to do with it? Bring it to room 160, and me and Wayne will store that item safely and securely for you! All items are guaranteed to be kept according to industry standards and you can check them back out at any time! All we need from you is some basic information on what your item does, and how we can meet it's storage needs! I'll be outside the room every day at 1pm, or feel free to text me if it's an emergency! Thanks all!"

well not ha-ha funny, but y'know, funny! )
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[personal profile] millay
Who: Maeve & OPEN
What: August catch-all
When: throughout august
Where: John's, Library, the pool. WHEREVER YOU WANT
Warnings: Nah, but if any come up, i'll label it

I'm the bad guy~ )
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[personal profile] decrypter
who: helena and others!
what: variety catchall for the month.
when: end of july/ all of august.
where: across the boat.
warnings: likely discussions of death.

our kind multiplies )
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[personal profile] ablativeholopleather
WHO: Wayne and friends!
WHAT: Making sure the Boat denizens survive and otherwise trying to generally vibe
WHEN: Throughout the month of July
WHERE: Boat proper, wherever he's needed
WARNINGS: Consistent existential ennui, will be updated as necessary

I simply wish to close my eyes )
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About midway through June, posters begin going up around the ship. They’re crude, clearly Friday-made creations, with cute little drawings and bubble letters. They all say basically the same thing:
SENIOR PROM
fun under the sea

JUNE 20
7PM TO 1AM
MAIN DINING ROOM

CRUISE FORMAL
NO ALCOHOL
ANNOUNCEMENT AT MIDNIGHT

When you arrive at the dining room at the appointed time, there is an arch of blue and white balloons in front of the door. As you pass through, you’re immediately greeted by the familiar icepick headache that always follows sojourns into other dimensions. The reason is immediately obvious: instead of the expected dining room, you are very much in what appears to be a school gym. A sizable one, with a DJ booth and a small stage, but you can still see the basketball hoops, for all that they’re covered in balloons. A lot of balloons. An honestly inadvisable amount of balloons.

There is a large dance floor in the middle of the room, under a spinning disco ball. Round tables of about four or five folding chairs each surround it; behind them, one can find the punch bowl, and a small buffet table of mostly finger foods (also a chocolate fountain, natch). the DJ booth isn’t manned, but it could be; it’ll play anyway, mostly 80s songs.

There are two gaudy thrones on the stage: one has a crown, the other a tiara, as well as sashes proclaiming the wearers to be prom king and queen. Behind the stage, a string is attached to the bucket of pig’s blood directly above the thrones, if you decide to be the funniest person to ever live.

There is a microphone stand on the stage. It doesn’t seem to be on.
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[personal profile] mistertwister
Who: Okie and you
What: Do you believe in life after labyrinth?
When: Nebulously May
Where: Playback and the lounge

1. Every Time I Raise My Voice Inside I Feel So Tired

Everyone got stuck in a locked room surrounded by their own heads and the heads of people they know. That sucked. A lot of people were forced from the locked room to go slog through a bunch of murder puzzles. Also sucked. Okie finished the murder puzzles for everyone! That was kinda cool. The person behind the labyrinth was a kid and that made Okie yell at Vance. Not also cool.

He’s exhausted. He’s been exhausted, constantly. It’s all he can do most of this month to leave his room for anything more than food. When he does, it’s generally to change out books from the library and take them to the lounge or the arcade to read and fall asleep to. While he still tries to keep his Mask off most of the time to be his full self, he spends some days with it on, just to grab a little less attention as he moves through the ship. The clouds haven’t parted, and the air around feels heavy, and humid.

2. Trying To Stop But This Feeling Remains

wildcard
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[personal profile] hadnoright
Who: Daisy Tonner & you!
What: Daisy's... dealing?
When: May???
Where: Various places around the ship
Warnings: Mild passive suicidal thoughts, possible references to police brutality, possible poor attitude towards other non-humans/left-of-human types, others added in subject lines
Notes: Hunt Sense Permissions, what does your character smell like? Feel free to flip me to brackets I am comfortable with either style.

They wear a different dress )
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[personal profile] ablativeholopleather
Who: Wayne and CR
What: Trying to cope with the changes around here
When: Any time after leaving The Tube Room
Where: Throughout the ship
Warnings: Depression and existential ennui

Do you roll with the waves? )
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[personal profile] sailmods
[it happens in less than the blink of an eye.

April 10th. 10:47 AM. no matter where they were, no matter what they were doing, most passengers previously aboard the Serena Eterna find themselves in an empty room. not a very large room, but not a very small one, either. stone floors. stone ceiling. mostly stone walls. whatever they were wearing before, they aren’t wearing it now; all of them are now in one of two outfits, with no real seeming rhyme or reason as to who gets what. there is a large wooden door in the center of one wall, locked with a heavy drawbar. there is an LED display above it, like you would see at a sports arena; it’s currently turned off.

and then there are the heads.

the walls are mostly stone. mostly, because seeming every square inch of every wall has a head sticking out of it. human, animal, mixes of both and neither. passengers may recognize friends, or family. fellow passengers, specifically the dead (and anyone living that opted out). themselves, if they’ve ever died during the voyage. every head ends just at the top of the neck, and every one has their eyes wide open, expressions glassy and unseeing, but entirely neutral. just staring forward.

the display flickers to life, displaying the following information:]


NEXT: DAISY TONNER

64 LIVES

[has anyone seen Fio?]
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[personal profile] ablativeholopleather
Who: Wayne and YOU!
What: April Fool's
When: the 24 hours of April 1
Warnings: n/a (updated as necessary)

Driven to distraction )

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