[party post] come sail away with me

[varymydays]

You've come through a door, and you are on a boat. Specifically, you're on a cruise ship in the middle of some giant body of water. You've come through the door behind you which is attached to nothing and may now be locked. It's relatively empty as giant as it appears to be. The only other passengers that are here appear to also have come through the door for the most part and it is not nearly enough to fill up this entire cruise ship.

Also, who knows who the hell is driving this thing since all of the employees appear to be either ghosts or holograms...

Is this your first time here or your hundredth time here? Do you want a drink or a dip in the pool? Is it day or night? Do you stumble on your room or some other situation either fun or painful within its many rooms, shops, and facilities? Do you run into someone you know or a complete stranger?

The possibilities are unlimited!

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[mayoralty]

"Well, hopefully we'll get to have a bit of time together." It's hard to say how much or how long, but it's some time. A little more than they had. And maybe enough time to properly say goodbye.

[pastlives]

Audrey nods as she continues to consider all of this, and she glances around for a moment before turning back to him. "This is all kind of insane, you realize that right? And I come from a place where insanity is a really relative term."

[gotbottle]

That's enough to get her attention, her investigative and inquisitive skills coming to bear.

"...They know our names?" She looks up at him. "That's... creepy, also there's no way this isn't deliberate if they know our names."

[flack]

He shrugs a bit. "I'll admit, I've run across a situation link this before, and it's not as though they were prepared for us." Which doesn't necessarily make this better or worse, really, just ... new. "Then again, the last place I was wasn't just grabbing people, and we didn't always stick around. Might not have felt the need for permanent accommodations."

[gotbottle]

"You've been through something like this before? Remind me to move to New York; you're not kidding, you guys really are better equipped to serve the public."

Though something tells her there's more to the story than that. He'd said the last place; it sounded like that wasn't New York after all.

"So what was the last place like?"

[flack]

He smirks a bit at the comment about the NYPD, before nodding. "It was a version of Chicago, but it was sitting on these holes in the universe. People would fall through them all the time, and get stuck there for a while. I was there for about three years."

[gotbottle]

"So you haven't been home in a long time." She gives his arm a sympathetic squeeze. "I'm sorry. That's gotta be rough."

She peers at the nameplate on the door again. "Is there a directory? Am I supposed to search the ship for my room?" And then, more teasing: "Did you happen to notice if a room near yours suddenly had a name on it?"

[flack]

He smirks a bit at that, before shrugging. "It actually wasn't far from where I got on. So if you remember what deck you were on before you started - " You know, yacking. " - That may be a good place to start."

[gotbottle]

"We might have to retrace our steps," she explains. "It wasn't far from where you found me at all. I could see the deck. That's why I ran there when I knew I was going to be sick."

[flack]

Flack nods, glancing back over his shoulder as he does. "Well, we haven't gone far. Once we see if there's anything for seasickness, we'll loop back around and see if we can find it."

[gotbottle]

"Sounds like a plan to me." She's grateful he found her; if she had to wind up on some creepy-ass cruise ship, at least she's in good hands.

"Are you a beat cop? Or have you made detective yet?"

[themask]

Stilettos look like they could be both painful and difficult to walk in. Plus, imagine if they teamed up! Spider-man and Stiletto. Stiletto and Spider-man! He could totally get behind that, but he rarely ever gets the chance to team up with anyone because it's mostly been just... him in the vigilante department in New York City.

"Because I'm part spider." Does he sound like he's joking? Probably because he is. "Spiders and I go way back. It's a whole big spidey party. ...also, I can crawl on walls."

and the whole getting bit by a spider thing, but he hasn't really talked in depth about the whole origin of the powers story at all.

[themask]

"Wha-a-a-at? You're sure this doesn't happen all the time everywhere?" Peter asks with his head tilted slightly toward her to show he is being his snarky spidey self. "...so what place do you come from? I come from a place with giant lizards. And well, me."

[lockwood]

"I hope so." It's why he finds himself not minding being stuck here at all.

[shorthair]

When she was scared of them, Lee told them that she shouldn't be, because she was smart and they were dumb. It's something she clings to, because she still gets scared sometimes. Clementine doesn't know if that ever really goes away. It's been years now, and she doesn't know how or why she keeps surviving only that she does.

She just... keeps going.

"Yeah. People call them that too sometimes," Clementine admits as she wraps a hand around her wrist while she stays there. "I barely remember what it was like... before." Before the zombies.

[uncompliant]

Logan tilts his head to the side as he looks at her. The shrug isn't really what he expected, but he's not really in any place to judge someone else's reactions to dying. It's not something he's ever done, but there's no telling how many times he'd be happy to die if it meant someone else lived for once.

"Can't be easy on a cruise ship going nowhere, but I guess that's what the parties are for," he says, and he tries not to shudder at the thought of being here for months. Granted, he'll get to come and go plenty. Not that he knows that yet, but.

[uncompliant]

There's a pause as he lifts his eyebrows at the way that she smooths down her uniform, all business. He can tell it's not unkindly and more that she likes to get down to the heart of things, which he can appreciate. It just makes him smirk softly anyway.

"Sounds like a smart plan to me," he says in agreement, starting down the way, listening to anything he can hear. "Ship's about as quiet as one can be at least when it comes to... people." He can't hear a damn person walking around though he hears the waves, the ship moving through the water with that ease to it.

[consumes]

Damon narrows his gaze at her, because he doesn't really like the sound of that, of any of that. "Activities? Creative? Why does it sound like we're in someone else's playground?"

The meta accuracy of that question is astounding, Damon. :')

for Elena now that I've officially decided this is BTR!Damon

[consumes]

Elena was yelling at him, and Damon was ignoring her. This is such a common scene between the two of them that it could have been any day at all. It wasn't any day though. It was the end of the world, and the reason she was yelling at him to stop is because Martha and Wes hadn't arrived yet. His driving through that Rift without listening (so she could live, so they could live) was going to cost her more people, more loss. They drove through all together the four of them, and somehow he ended up in the next world all by himself, all alone. He probably deserved it. No, he definitely deserved it.

But he lost it just the same (lost it), because-- because. This is Damon and that is Elena, and he loves her in a consuming way, because he never would have left her side unless it was to save her life. The Rifts had other ideas though, and whatever has happened in that other world (and is still happening and for how ever long that he has been there) (he doesn't like to think about either so chances are the answers aren't good ones), Damon isn't opening up about it here and now.

All he knows is... suddenly, suddenly he is on a ship and not where he had been before.

"...what the hell."

His voice is less questioning, more drawn out and flat. He is not completely against being somewhere else for once.

[mynameischristine]

"Yeah, you're the first actual person I've seen on this ship. Everyone else was some strange projection. They weren't real."

She sighs.

"The more I think about it, the more creepy it gets."

[uncompliant]

"I haven't been on long enough to see... much beyond you, which is likely a good thing."

Logan tends to have a destructive... presence. His mind points toward destruction long before it points toward anything positive. She has a calming effect over him though which is very helpful.

His muscles still tense though. It is... very creepy over all, and his claws-- he feels them at his knuckles waiting to break skin, to let her know that he is not entirely human (more beast than he appears). "Yeah. Tell me about it."

[anendlesswar]

Zoe smirks a bit as she turns to face him again. "Your words, not mine." Though she knows better than most that the gods are capable of a lot more than people think. Her own encounters with Apollo have taught her that much. "But I wouldn't be surprised."

[all_thecavalry]

Lois studies him for a moment, trying to determine just how serious he is. "You were one of those kids with those insect specimens mounted and hung on your wall, weren't you?"

[flack]

That's the best way too survive, to be honest. You just keep going. Even when things are crazier than you can possibly process.

He nods slowly as he considers that for a moment, before tipping his head to the side. "Do you remember ice cream?" Because there is no way a cruise ship doesn't have ice cream. Flack will take it as a personal offense if they don't.

[flack]

"Detective," he says with a nod. "Homicide. It's a rough job, but someone's gotta do it."