eighth day alive.

[bandageshark]

Bunch'a new people, eh. Least I don't know any of 'em this time. Guess I oughtta welcome you.

But seriously, I gotta ask -- how many poor bastards are they gonna shove on this damn boat, eh? Sure, it's big enough, but I don't see the point of it or anything. Isn't any profit, everything's free... sheesh. Must be expensive to keep this thing running

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[rdmcatpaw]

There was one stop... Isle Emeraudes I think.

[bandageshark]

There was? Shit. I guess the thing stopped before I got here. How long ago was that?

[rdmcatpaw]

It was from... January 31st - Febuary 7th.

[bandageshark]

Damn, just before I arrived. Lame. Why'd it stop, hm?

[fiery_kitty]

Gods above, it better stop at some point. I despise such open waters, and I'm beginning to go stir-crazy on this damn ship. And my fur is starting to get all fuzzy from the constant humidity. Grrr.

I believe I'll come with you, if you don't terrible mind. I need a drink. Oh, by the way, I am Lethe.

[bandageshark]

You don't like water? Shit, that must really suck; I never had a problem with it, honestly. Though I hear ya when it comes to going crazy, never know what the hell's gonna happen 'round here.

Alright, sweet, glad someone cares enough to gimme a little company. I'll see ya down there, Lethe. Name's Di Roy, if'y didn't know already~

is there going to be a log/commentlog, maybe?

[fiery_kitty]

My kind prefers the land and jungles, not open seas. And this ship could probably do anything with its passengers. Even death is reversible by its standards.

Good, then. I'll be down in a bit, Di Roy.

[*click*]

sure <3 commentlog is good

[bandageshark]

Eh, makes sense. What's 'your kind', missy? If you don't mind me askin'.

See you in a sec.

[As he speaks, the Arrancar makes his way down the last flight of steps to Deck 8, pausing just outside the door, his lone silver eye alert for his as-of-yet unseen acquaintence.]

[psychoticracer]

One stop in five months. Never to pick up passengers, refuel, re-stock, any of that nonsense.

It could be done back home with warp gates, but it would be difficult.

At any rate. People from different dimensions, resurrection after death, laws of physics snapped like a twig, and you're worried about how they restock the buffet? Rather low on the list of impossible things to question around here.

[bandageshark]

... goddamn.

What the fuck is wrong with this boat?! Nothin' makes sense!

[psychoticracer]

Oh so you noticed that, did you.

[bandageshark]

It wasn't hard to.

[canttrustliars]

It docks when it blows up. Good luck.

[bandageshark]

B-- blows up?! That's why it stopped before? How'd it blow up?

[canttrustliars]

With a bomb? I don't know.

[bandageshark]

Geh. Didn't think they gave us access to anything dangerous 'round here. Took my sword, anyway. Though I guess I can't really use that to blow stuff up.

[nanoblast]

Not that I've noticed. Then again, I had a chat with the mechanic around the time I first got here. Said this thing ran on some very advanced technology, so I wouldn't be surprised if they didn't even need to refuel in the first place. Or at the very least, they can make the fuel aboard the ship somehow.

[bandageshark]

Okay, so they don't need to stop for fuel, sweet. But that still doesn't explain everything else that makes no sense whatsoever on this damn boat. Ya think the mechanic knows anything else other than what he told ya?