It isn't a feeling Sarah is used to anymore.

Boredom.

It has been a long, long time since she's been able to stand still, and she finds, more often than not, she does not know what to do with this stillness. Being on the ship means having an imposed vacation from her real life and her real problems, and while she can't say she's entirely against that - it also feels like hiding. Pretending. Waiting can be more excruciating than having no time at all, and Sarah would know. For the first eighteen years of her life, she thought she wouldn't have the time to wait.

Now she has it to spare, and she is reacquainting herself with pleasures she's forgotten; watching old school movies while indulging in chocolates and staying up late into the night to watch the stars. These pleasures are age-worn in her memory, like a picture that is fading. She also finds, like most people do, some things are like riding a bike. A sketchpad and charcoal pencils have been located, and the rest becomes simple.

There is a bar by the pool and there is a fallen angel by the bar. She holds the sketchpad in one hand and the charcoal pencil in the other, like she is remembering.

She will offer to draw a face portrait to anyone who is interested, like she did the first day she ever arrived to Chicago.

There's a symmetry to that.


( ooc: prose or spam, i will match you! )

[It's taped into the journal somewhat haphazardly, as though it was for someone that it's clear wouldn't care about making sure that it's perfectly aligned. The picture has lines in it that showed that it was just printed recently, possibly by a printer that was running out of ink, but the picture is clear enough, at any rate.

You really can't mistake it for anything else.

Written under it, on an angle in sloppy handwriting, but by some miracle still legible:]

Do you think we'll have to shear you?


[This is technically supposed to be a private message to Alek Hale. But Ava is so invested in getting it to him that she ... may have forgotten to lock it.




W h o o p s.

Hi, boat. Do with this what you will.]

[this is backdated to the day after Ethan's post and before heartbreak, okay? ;o;]

True to his word, Ethan throws the speed dating even after he makes the journal entry. He has had a lot of help to pull it off from people who volunteered, but he's worked pretty tirelessly throughout the day and night since writing the entry to be ready for the party held in the main restaurant of the ship. It's been good for him to throw himself so completely into it, into doing something positive and productive on the ship.

When one enters the restaurant, they will get a name tag to write their name on so they can wear it throughout the night. This whole event is really more about meeting people, making connections with others who are on the ship too. It's about making friends more than anything else though obviously if romance blossoms than it absolutely would be encouraged with great enthusiasm. It just isn't the actual expectation placed on those who might attend today. The event is meant to be light and casual with no pressure at all on anyone. There are plenty who are here for friendship only too though or just to get to know others, which is totally okay.

There are separate sections set up throughout the restaurant, which has been decorated beautifully by Marissa. There's a buffet table set out, and it is filled with Italian food primarily different types of made-from-scratch pizza as well as focaccia (a thanks to Marissa for all her help throughout the event). There are trays of veggies and meat and cheese for little bites of food. Naturally, there's dessert too at the end of the table (brownies). Trust, every piece of food is absolutely delicious, okay?

There's another small section set out with different tables. Each table has a set of cards on it containing a multitude of questions to ask the person sitting across from you (like If you could only eat one thing for the rest of your life, what would it be? or If you could have any super power, which would you choose and why? or What's the wildest thing you've ever done?). After five minutes, the timer will go off, which will indicate that you have to change to the next table to meet whoever might be there. There are no separations based on sexual preferences since this is about getting to know people and making friends too. It's a simple but fun way to get to know other people with questions provided to keep the conversation flowing as best as easily as possible.

These questions that are on the table also appear throughout the room on cards left in various places. Some of them are basics but others are more fun and interesting so feel free to turn to your neighbor who you may or may not know and ask them a question from the card. There are even Would You Rather? questions available to ask.

There's a section with tables spaced out in a more relaxed way with board games of all kinds (the Hale brothers searched high and low to keep a full, varied stock of games to play), room to sit and eat and relax. Everything from Apples to Apples to Monopoly to Cranium to games specifically tailored for getting to know one another. There's a final section with space for dancing. There's music always playing throughout the restaurant, but it's never playing so loud that it would drown out the conversation. The mix of music is pretty wide but remains upbeat with only a few slow tunes in case people want to slow dance a little too.

Don't want to attend the party? The ship may just pull you here against your will because the ship likes to do what it wants, okay? Once here, there may be invisible barriers to leaving too. Men, the ship may also spontaneously remove your shirt or any other random shenanigan to spice up the evening. ;) Just cause.

Speed Dating Event

So I am incredibly bored. [By bored, he means if he doesn't have something to occupy his mind at all times, he might actually lose his mind in things he doesn't want to and can't think about at all so bored. bored's an accurate enough sum up, right?] Clearly, the answer to this is to throw a little event for those who might want to participate. It is obviously not mandatory, and it will mostly be a party. I haven't thrown a party in a very long time, but I don't think I have lost the ability to do so. [or maybe this is a test of that, he doesn't really know.]

There will be delicious food made by yours truly! [hopefully still delicious, he hasn't made food for a lot of people in a very long time, but he returned to the kitchen before he disappeared, dragged through the door again]

There will be music, dancing, mingling, and talking!

And for those who'd like to, there will be speed dating. You sit at a table for five minutes, meet someone new, discuss things, get to know one another. Romance is not required. Make a friend, make a connection. Take the pressure off. Wear your fancy name tag with your preferences on it whether that's very specific preferences or none at all!

There will even be a table to share advice at whether it be romantic or otherwise if you want to give advice or if you need advice on wooing or what to use to get a particular stain out of your shirt or what have you. ;) It will be this weekend so if you're on the ship and want to stop by, feel free!

If you have any questions or any concerns, feel free to ask me them! I'm here all night while I plan out a menu. Also, I might make food while planning out a menu so there will be extra food in the main kitchen if anyone wants to eat anything.

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[ alek hale was in no rush to discover his second animal form.

logan is a turtle. ethan is a chipmunk. connor is a raccoon. he doesn't know if adam's been notified of his own alternative, and he has a feeling if it's as embarrassing as the rest of theirs, they likely won't find out unless he lands in a similar predicament.

which is to say, alek's been gone for a couple of weeks, give or take, and when he's returned to the ship, he is returned as a lamb.

a baby lamb.

a very displeased baby lamb that's still discovering how this whole walking thing works.

do with him what you must. ]

[ see elena.

see elena heading toward one of the bars on whichever deck you see fit.

see elena serving herself a drink because boys men suck and she has had it with this ship.



enjoy. ]

[damon is not in the best emotional state, but he really hasn't been in decades. the event that happened this morning may have something to do with his being particularly worse at the moment. or everything to do with it. his own endless self sabotaging and the betrayal in elena's eyes, and it's been decades, but he can damage the hell out of something in no time flat, can't he? he is incredibly talented at damage and destruction

especially of himself. he is drunk already trying to numb the-- how it feels, and it feels like hell. he's been lonely and utterly destroyed for a long time, and it's no less than he deserves. and now here he is again, standing in the ruins of another mess he's made, destroying what means most to him.]

Who wants to get drunk and/or have sex?

Party in the club in the lower decks! And everyone's invited. ;)

Also, sorry about the mess on the top deck. All me. You can hit me for it if you want to, but be warned, I bite.

[ooc: SO THEY ARE fighting for real. if your character wants to try to break it up, watch out, they're vampire and werewolf (though the cliffhanger moment i think someone could talk sense into Ethan rlkj;ea). also all the furniture/the bar/the alcohol on the deck and stuff is gonna be a bit destroyed for awhile. SORRY ABOUT THAT. someone should try to make them clean it up lol]

This has been building for awhile. Honestly, it's been building since Chicago, but being on this ship with Damon's constant jabs and comments (calling him wolfboy over and over again when there's nothing Ethan hates more than the werewolf inside of himself) and the knowing that Ethan not only fell out of a Rift after Elena when it was Damon that chose to go with her (and he hasn't seen her in decades, DECADES before now) and the knowing that they're in a relationship-- And part of always be in love with Elena even if she is his best friend first (and that dynamic can take over), Damon has always been in love with her too.

They end up on the deck alone together, and it doesn't take long to build into violence because it has been building for a long, long time. Ethan, for his part, tries to walk on by, ignoring Damon, but Damon starts in with the jabs and Ethan has a temper that he is no longer avoiding. He's done the worst as a werewolf. What more is there to avoid about it?

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Ethan lets out a noise of rage that hardly sounds human (and he's not really at the end of the day) and everything goes red all at once because he's picturing it and it's true that he wasn't there for fucking-- he wasn't there for her, and he lunges at him with both of his hands up, knocking him back so hard into the bar that they crash it open, breaking down the side of the wall completely as Damon hurdles back into the shelves of alcohol that all come crashing down on top of the both of them. Damon mutters a Finally before he shoves himself forward back at Ethan, fists are flying from both sides, and they're both bloody and furniture near by is getting broken in half or knocked to pieces along the way.

Neither one of them is really getting a leg up on the other. The rage and emotion inside of the both of them is intensely strong, and while Damon is much, much older than Ethan, Ethan's father made him and his brother to be stronger, faster than the average werewolf. It's not long at all until most of the deck has seen the results of this destruction (the furniture overturned or broken, bar broken, alcohol shattered), and Ethan manages to get that last punch in that has Damon sprawling backwards. The rage is still in every portion of his body (werewolves have so much rage, Ethan has had so much rage of his own, one and the same).

He reaches down gripping hold of Damon by the shirt and hauling him up violently against the railing (they're both bloody with bits of glass in them) as he shakes with that rage, intent on throwing him off the ship entirely at this point, because Ethan isn't exactly checking his strength. And that part inside of him that is violence and rage has clicked on.

If someone doesn't stop him, Damon is going straight into the water. Oops.

[OOC: SO as I mentioned there's magical journals like there were in BTR. everyone gets one if they stay long enough. you can make public and private posts as well as locking messages/posts to a specific person, and damon is gonna break it in by trolling the hell out of it. apologies. kinda >> feel free to hijack/talk to other people who reply. names appear by the comment made just like in BTR.]

[damon is shirtless and in swim trunks, a bit wet, lounging on one of the lounge chairs, sipping on a beachy drink complete with umbrella. there is some weird bartender today. a ghost that can actually serve real drinks. whatever. the truth is there's something special in those bartending drinks which means tipsiness can come quicker especially for the likes of a vampire.]

Direct, slightly drunken report from the pool on the top deck. Watching two nauseating lovebirds be completely gross with one another. Thankfully, I have booze and one of the lovebirds (Elena) has amazing cleavage in that bikini top.

The other lovebird is now threatening to bite me. Kinky. ;)

Except I'm not interested. Not that I don't love a good bite [ooc: LMFAO] but not from this particular gross, smelly source.

Will I be forced to hurl all over the deck? Will I be flipping the lovebirds a bird of my own? Will the biter and the me come to blows... or will there be sufficient distraction instead? Only time and you will tell, dear reader. ;)

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!