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[inmylight-comdr.livejournal.com]

Who: dontpatr0nizeme and inmylight_comdr
What: Midnight meeting
When: A few hours after escaping the Navy
Where: Random dark corner of the Cargo Hold
Rating: Implications of adult activities

( Going to Hell in a handbasket, might as well enjoy the trip )

the plow boy [6]

[her-mouse-jesty.livejournal.com]

[The following is dictated, her hands far too shaky to write. Her voice is rather shaky too.]

I-If anyone from the navy can hear this... If any other ships can hear this...

If you must fight, please, keep it one on one! The guns, and the canons - there are children on this ship! They shouldn't have to get hurt, or worse, j-just because of being put at the wrong place and the wrong time! I won't stand for it! No treasure or reward is more important than their lives!

fünf; voice/action

[whitecovered]

( acquaintances )

( Emil )

[After that's all said and done, Weiss will be chilling near the edge. And by chilling, he means glaring at the sea intensely like he's going to throw up any minute, because knowing his luck, he will. Complaining all the while too.]

Ugh...naturally! Pirates and the like...no good can come out of it.

♦ 006

[percepts.livejournal.com]

( Everyone she knows )

[ nudge is currently on deck, working on the ship's flag, as per instructions by captain fail! laura doesn't have access to photoshop rn so she can't show you this thing of beauty, but it's basically an old white blanket that she folded for thickness and cut and sewed to size. she found some old inks and paints and drew in like... skull and crossbones and eye-patches and peg legs and swords and pirate hats and phrases like 'arrrgh' and 'shiver me timbers!' and 'ahoy me hearties!' and... rainbows. all over it. SHE LIKES RAINBOWS OKAY. there's a pretty big space in the centre, though. right now, nudge is sewing some scarves onto the edges for a nice border. :> :> :> she dictates into the journal ]

Hey! Anyone on my ship, which is the one that left Leukos a little while ago, can come on deck if they wanna see how the new flag's coming along. And it's coming along pretty great, and I'm not just being big-headed.

Uhhh... I haven't painted in the name yet though, because... well, it's pretty lame. No offence, Captain!! Jolly Ranchers are for eating, not sailing on the high seas. [ that is a joke. and she laughs because she is hilarious, okay ]

Does anyone have any good suggestions?

[ ooc; open post for route b; i'll try my hand at actually doing that fabulous flag later ]

route b (6/23) day five - MORNING to AFTERNOON

[tidalsurge.livejournal.com]

[ Two days of sailing sunny, open seas. Easy break, right? Hopefully you've still got some food and water left... And how is that tan/sunburn? ]

[ Well it's morning, and it's hot out. True enough, as the islanders at Leukos said, your next island was indeed a desert one. For real. Welcome to Death Hill. Gear up and have a look around. There's what looks like a small 'town' up ahead, and you've got some time to kill. So why not? ]



(4 SECTIONS: ○ shore, ○ town, ○ visitors, ○ chilling out)

♐ fifty-fifth shot

[yeahihidmypants]

( Lana Kane )

( Tess Mercer )

( Everyone else he's friends with, otherwise he'd be here filtering to half the women in the castle... )

[With those filters taken care of, he moves to the deck. Which means, right this very moment, a very tan, very topless Oliver Queen is relaxing. Honestly, you'd think this was just another episode of Smallville day in his normal life. He's allergic to shirts peanuts, so he's staying away from anything with a shell.]

I should feel bad about being able to relax, right?

navy (6/23) day five - AFTERNOON TO NIGHT

[tidalsurge.livejournal.com]

[ Life on the high seas, exciting isn't it? Well, you've been ordered by Tony to send more supplies to an allied desert town. The meet up point is Death Hill and you'll be touching down on the island tomorrow morning at this speed. So why not relax a little bit? ]

[ There's five of you on three ships. A cruiser, destroyer, and a warship. Yep, you guys like to travel armed to the teeth. Your subordinates are mingling around, and keeping up with their posts casually. So take the time to enjoy the sunny, summer weather! That, or have some fun killing time with some ship shenanigans. ]

( NAVY CHILI )

(5 SECTIONS: ○ on the deck, ○ breaktime, ○ rap-off, ○ free header, ○ back to business.)

╬ fourth bite; dictated

[historyrepeater.livejournal.com]

The last time I was on a cruise ship I had chosen to be. As for what I've heard a loss involves, this is a tamer one. For those on the Jolly Roger, I hope you're safe.

I missed traveling in general but this is taking it a little too far.

( ( caroline forbes ) )

( ( damon salvatore ) )

( ( lana lang ) )

[ Stefan can be found on deck, looking off at the vast ocean. The fake, fictional ocean. An ocean he isn't familiar with, anyway. A drink is in his hand, almost finished. Like he usually is, he's alone. Feel free to bother him. He'll be there for a few hours until Lilah finds him and then - he won't. ]

[ ooc: Forward dated to tonight. Action open to anyone. Everyone will be seen before Lilah and then Lana. ]

009. [dictated | LOCKED TO THE NAVY]

[foolreversed]

[a little while after his run in with the Typhoon crew]

This is Admiral Adachi reporting in. My fleet and I arrived at Cape Triumphe just in time to quell a large riot and fire caused by pirates last night. The pirate Jeanne and her crew were responsible; unfortunately, Jeanne herself and many of the pirates escaped... but not without several causalities, I assure you. We are currently in the process of counting the bodies and aiding clean up.

That's not the reason I'm reporting in though.

There was a... "new" band of pirates also present at Cape Triumphe, one I hadn't heard of before. I usually wouldn't bother mentioning this kind of thing except... it looked like they were heading in the direction of Purgatorio.

[breaks the serious front he's been putting on to mutter:] Geez, what kind of idiot pirates are these guys...?

Anyway, I thought I'd let you all know, especially those of you still at the base. I'm sure it's nothing you guys can't handle, [especially since there's like so many Admirals still at the base] however I'd... like to request permission to return to Purgatorio once things have been taken care of here in Cape Triumphe.

Call it... Well. Heh, really I'd just like to see their imminent defeat for myself. [with plenty of delicious, delicious popcorn]

seventh ;

[thelifemeddler.livejournal.com]

[open for ROUTE C;]

[There has been too much strife in the past few weeks. So many old hatreds come to light, so much harm done to those who were dear to each other. He hardly considers being trapped on a luxurious ship a vacation, merely a pretty prison as the other ships carrying residents undergo their own trials and tribulations. It's his first world change, and he isn't particularly enamored with any of it. Up until now, he's been avoiding people quite expertly, though one might have seen a glimpse of a cloaked figure dwelling on the island they first landed on before he moved out of sight.

It's been less than a week but he already misses his true form. It's this desire to fly that brings him out of the revelry below deck. His cloak is rather useless with this much wind, but it gives him the illusion of dark red wings as he stands near the bow of the ship. His streaked silver hair and elven ears are prominent; he's momentarily traded in his worn Kirin Tor robes for a red and gold tunic, pants, and boots.

He seems peaceful enough to hum an ancient song about the wind beneath his breath. The words are in a language older than elves, occasionally snatched by the selfish breeze and taken elsewhere.]

route b (6/23) day five - NIGHT

[tidalsurge.livejournal.com]

[ The sun's setting and hopefully by now a few of you have set up camp. How's the night sky? It may be getting cold as hell, but at least you've got a sight to see. Either way, chill out at the fire or be crazy and take the time to look for the treasure. ]

[ And at the time that snakes, bugs, and wild animals are out and about. Adventure time! ]

(7 SECTIONS: ○ campfire, ○ the house & upstairs, ○ the doorway, ○ downstairs, ○ the rooms, ○ the chest, ○ crash. ○ the signal is private to our NPCs only.)

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[aviarius.livejournal.com]

( private )

( alexstrasza )

[ there are the lovely sounds of a creaking ship in the background, and the beautiful sounds of wind and waves. someone can't sleep, what with all the water underneath them and all, so he is seated on the deck back pressed against one of the masts (because he likes the center of the ship, it is less likely to throw him off), journal seated nicely in his lap. ]


( ooc; action for route a?? 8D )

02 ☣ TWO VOICES ON A BOAT.

[haveasandwich.livejournal.com]

[Route C.... And technically everyone across the board, because the Tallest figured the stupid magic book is the be-all and end-all of everyone’s lives here in... Wherever they are. If you happen to be on the ship, you’ll notice that your SUPERIOR LEADERS have... Commandeered the ship.

Except not really. They’re just standing somewhere really high, overlooking everyone else and pretending they have control of the ship. This is only because... They could not find where the actual captain was. So clearly they can fake this.

Yep.]

Attention filthy, disgusting... Whatever-you-ares. As you can see, we have taken control of this ship.

[No one can actually see this, even if they’re present for this announcement. But Red’s wearing an extremely large pirate hat, so it must be true.]

That means that each and every one of you is now sailing under the IRKEN FLAG.

[And sure as shit, these two hooligans didn’t do much last night except get really drunk, go scale the flagpole and take the white flag down, and paint the Irken symbol on it messily. Purple beams up at it happily, and then fixes a piratey scowl on his face. Somehow, he’s acquired an eyepatch, which he really only did in hopes of it deflecting lasers from hitting his eyeball. He waves a hand dismissively.]

I’m sure you’re all unable to contain how impressed you are, I know.

Your servitude begins now- you can start by surrendering all the... ”Geniuses” on this ship and locking them somewhere until they figure out how to give us shields, space travel capabilities, vending machines... And lasers. [He stares at Purple. Just say something about the lasers. JUST SAY SOMETHING.] The rest of you will be used as cannon fodder when we assault the next island and take it over. Those lucky enough to survive will be... Granted some kind of... Reward or something.

If we feel like it.

[Purple raises one finger to say something about the lasers. He really, really wants to protest this, but... there’s a time and place for everything, including bitching about Red’s weird fetishes. For now he’ll just pet his parrot on the top of the head condescendingly. Yeah, suddenly he has a parrot too. What now. It’s like he’s devolving more and more into a pirate as this speech goes by.]

Oh yeah, and any and all booty that we manage to successfully rake in from our raid of said island will take priority over those of you who are shortest. So once the ship starts getting weighted down in treasure and these neat little coconut drinks, filthy Paradisan thing overboard.

Just sayin’.

[Sips on a coconut drink]

And don’t even try wearing those... shoes that make you look taller. I’ve seen those before and I’m onto whatever inferior short being made them. [Look, platform shoes could be a danger to their.... Almighty Tallest-ness. IF ANYONE COULD JUST LOOK TALL, THINK OF THE CHAOS IT COULD CAUSE. THERE WOULD BE ANARCHY. THE IRKEN EMPIRE WOULD FALL APART.

….When did Purple get that parrot anyway?

Oh well.]

The worshiping of our superiority and ceremonial snack tray delivery starts in ten minutes. So be there.

9th Bite [Dictated]

[my-bff-trevor.livejournal.com]

Well, Jolly my Roger! This has been an interesting trip so far.

[She certainly feels, sounds, and looks much more invigorated compared to when she'd first started out on this adventure. For those who are on route b, she's sitting by the fire, scribbling in her journal]

Pardon the puns, I'm just feeling much more lively at the moment. Who knew all it would take was a bit of adventure to get me out of this slump I've been in.

I'd like to know how everyone else's journey has been so far.