Reinhold hisses out a string of curses as his fist connects with the wall. He draws back his hand (which is turning bright red) and blinks. He is sure that he was just about to punch some boy for stealing his money, but wherever he is now it most certainly isn't reformatory school, and, for all he know, it may not even be Germany. He picks up his ( Read more... )

A young German girl has appeared on the deck of the ship. Now, this is a rather normal occurance, and she may very well have gone unnoticed, if not for one little detail.

She's yelling about it. Loudly.

"... This is NOT the church. This is-- where's the rest of the youth group? Brigitta? Hans? Mother? ANYONE? WHERE AM I?"

Typist: Marianna ( Read more... )

Wendla has placed a stack of party invitations on a table in the center of the room. It's Ernst's birthday, you see, and so a lovely pirate party has been planned. All the invitations have been clearly labelled, and Wendla is standing by to make certain everyone who has been invited receives theirs.

Typist: For all the SA kids (obviously), the ( Read more... )

Heartbreak is a bitch, but little Thea has finally ventured from self-isolation in order to better acquaint herself with the sea air. She is strolling carefully along the deck, one hand on the railing, and gazing at the ocean with open astonishment as all small, sheltered girls from unnamed German villages are wont to do.

Feel free to bother her.

After his brief display of emotion at the funeral, Herr Stiefel had collected himself and was walking calmly back to his house. He kept his head down, staring only at the path before him, lost in thought. It all seemed so sudden and yet -- he should have known this would happen. Frau Gabor had warned him not to push too hard, be too stern. And now ( Read more... )

In enters a confident, though incredibly disoriented young girl, pale with her hair pulled back into a ponytail, eyes darting all over the place almost fearfully.

"Dear God, where am I?"

Typist: Heehee. Anna from Spring Awakening. Because I feel the need to grab tons of pups and to jump onto the wonderful, wonderful bandwagon. Forgive me if I get the ( Read more... )

Here is a small young German girl, hair in braided pigtails, her mouth hanging open. She is quite baffled, and understandably so.

"Hello? ... Hello??"

Typist: Willpower? What's that? Introducing Thea from Spring Awakening. Yes, yes. I know.

A barefoot man wanders onto the deck, having walked all the way from the shore. He seems rather happy and...happy. Rather like someone who has had a little much of something green and mellowing.

He goes about blessing the ship, healing the seasick, and searching for fishermen to join his cult of doom mission of happiness.

[Typist: I wanted to get ( Read more... )

Wendla is sick and tired of parents and being manipulated by them. (Oh, the teen angst!) So, she's hauled all of her dresses out into the main room and is sitting in the middle of the pile with a pair of scissors, cutting the hems to the length that makes her mother twitch. It's her own little act of rebellion, but everyone is encouraged to come ( Read more... )

... And all of a sudden, she's on a boat. The last thing she could remember doing was sitting down to write her son a letter, and now she was here.

Oh well. It was hardly the worst thing that had ever happened.

Typist: Fanny Gabor (Melchior's mommyyyy) from Spring Awakening. Because we totally needed one of the adults.