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[the prisoners wake up on cold, hard floors.

the lights are bright, glaring, a sterile cell with sterile bars facing a sterile hall. the prisoners with you, across from you, and no one else. no rocking of a ship in waves, nothing. just the prisoner and their prison.

time passes, one assumes. the rhythmic click of Friday’s heels down the hall. it’s almost like the ticking of a clock.]
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Who: Cassandra de Rolo and all comers
When: January post-launch
Where: Pick a location
What: Reactions in the aftermath of the launch and subsequent announcement
Warnings: Game-typical angst

fractured into factions )
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Who: Everyone who was signed-up for the excursion
What: The Village December Excursion
When: Dec 1st - Dec 23rd
Where: The Village
Warnings: Involuntary capture and confinement including immobilization and restraints, violence, injury, maiming, possibility of death, torture, coercion, gaslighting, mind control, drugging, scientific experiments, and extremely inaccurate depictions of mental health facilities/hospitals, among other potentially triggering themes. Please mark all threads appropriately.

Be seeing you! )
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[personal profile] tempingainteasy
Where: The PA systems and Friday's desk
What: the inescapable podcast played over the ship's PA, Sections to be posted in top levels
When: mid-November
Who: April, Flan, and their unwilling audience (you)
Warnings?: casual jokes about drugs, April is really mean about empaths, possession talk, April and Flan's usual lack of care about these things.

Around 2pm, with no warning, a now very familiar voice comes over the intercom.

"Goooooooood afternoon Serena Eterna and welcome to the second shipside edition of the Bunkercast! I’m Flan and today I’m joined by my co-host Aahhhheyaahhh! Dancing in September!”

The co-host is unfamiliar (but not too unfamiliar) to all by an exclusive few, takes over.

"Not without at least four margaritas in me." they say.

"We’ll get to that later! Passengers of all shapes and sizes, get your favourite beverage and start on whatever chore you’ve been putting off while we keep you entertained for an hour! As always, get your phones ready to text me because this is an interactive show and we love to read things out on air! But first, and most regrettably, we have some bad news. We are retiring one of our drops. )
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Who: CARL KOLCHAK AND YOU
What: Dicking around, I'm good for doing whatever.
When: Through the month
Where: Photos at Sea, Calgona LA FROMAGERIE CATHERINE INFINIE
Warning: idk an old man sitting in a spa? probably mostly naked? idk he got a decent old man bod tho so it's probably fine anyway.

Rise above the gacha )
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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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Who: Nepeta Leijon, OTA
When: September
Where: All over
What: Typical cat behaviors, drawings, shipping, pummeling training dummies, and inadvisable investigation of flowers
Warnings: To be added as relevant

What's a cat girl troll to do on a cursed cruise ship? Well, quite a lot of things in fact... )
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Who: John Crichton (Harvey) & Open
What: August Catch-All
When: Thru August
Where: All over the ship
Warnings: [cw: discussions of addiction, drug use/alcoholism, depression, suicidal ideation, trying to get sober, grief, the boy's going through it. Will warn if other things come up.]

Sleep, don't visit )
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Who: Karkat, Nepeta, prompts for Titanic CR, OTA
Where: Karkat’s cabin, upper decks, fight club, and generally around the ship
What: Post-Excursion Revival and Catchall
When: The month of August
CWs: Blood, emetophobia (brief)

And I’ve Found A Way To Kill The Sound )
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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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[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] be_seeing_you
Who: Number 6 & open
What: Memory Share event
When: Through March
Where: All over
Warnings: Imprisonment, gaslighting, doubles, torture, death, violence, drugging, open sea adventures, mob violence
HERE is a general layout of 6's house and surrounding places for your reference.

They've given you a number, and taken away your name )
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Who: Carl Kolchak and YOU
What: Memsharing
When: March
Where: Belgium, Vietnam, Chicago, memories
Warnings: War, death, violence against women, horror, mutilation, war crimes, fighting NAZIs, Kolchak

...But my mother called me Jack. )
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[personal profile] lightconductor
Who: Watson, OTA
What: memshare time!
When: March
Notes: Warnings for illness and death and hospitals and potentially some suicidal feelings. No reserves, no limits, no plans, go nuts.

Read more... )
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Who: Kolchak and YOU
When: Saturday at the Carnival
Where: The Hall of Doors
Summary: Kolchak is trying to get away from the monster of the week
Warnings: Scooby-Doo horror

I need a Scooby Snack )
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[the voice from the imaginary loudspeaker resounds again.]

I do believe that’s the best you all can do. Hopefully it will be enough… Gather in the lobby at your earliest convenience. There, you will find an elevator. It will take you to your next location. [pause] Mind the severed heads.

[the elevator they find in the lobby is not one that had been there before: it is strange, a bit too large and industrial for what is generally a Victorian manor. nothing will compel them to board it, but… hey. if you stay behind, you miss out on all the fun, right?

and the fun starts here. because, as soon as they board the elevator, and the door closes, it drops.

not that far. not enough to harm. certainly enough to startle, especially after it evens out, before plunging a few more feet. the effect likely wears off after the fifth time it does this.

eventually, the elevator stops completely, and opens to a large, mostly empty room. in the center is a large circular stage, ringed with enough podiums for everyone that went on the excursion - living and dead. some of the podiums are covered in white sheets; one might notice that the number of dead corresponds directly to the number of covered podiums.

the Captain is present, of course. he sits on a raised throne separate from the circle, dressed in a suit a tiny bit different than his normal one. he sits with one leg crossed over the other, looking down at them with a completely neutral expression.]


You may take your places. [he gestures magnanimously, then holds up his hand; please reserve the expected freakouts for after his announcements, thanks.] The game is very simple. You have the evidence; put it together, and decide on the guilty party. Only a unanimous decision will bring you the justice you seek. [a faint smile] The one you always seek, at least.

[another gesture]

Questions. Comments. Threats against my life. Concerns.
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[the silence breaks on the 26th much as it did on previous nights, with one huge exception: a sound, discordant and eerie, resounds throughout the resort, coming from seemingly nowhere.

all are free to wake up and exit their rooms; it appears that the party really got started out in the hallway. a few might find that they’ve woken up alone, despite not falling asleep that way. I’m sure it’s fine.

unless you're waking up with the newlyweds or in teen cabin. for now, they just need to open their eyes.]
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Who: Fio, Judith the teddy bear (pretend she has multicolored stitches now), and YOU!
When: Early December, pre-event
Where: Sports Deck in the evening. Sundries shop/or Bric a Brac during the daytime.
Summary: Fio playing around with her weapon regain (magical flying lanterns, basically) and searching for gift ideas. Wildcard option available.
Warnings: None at the moment unless Fio hitting a couple of things with her new weapons counts. Warnings will be clearly indicated when necessary.
Notes: I default to brackets, but I'll match.

black is a hopeful color. we're all born from darkness, after all. )

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