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In the Still of the Night.

Posted by Her MajestyFor group 0
Quinten Heart
player, 22 posts
Sat 8 Jul 2017
at 23:10
  • msg #27

Re: In the Still of the Night

"Well we aren't out there," Quinn shrugged.  "Just don't go for a swim and the ocean won't bite," he added as he glanced about at Eva and Phasma; his eyes tightened just a second as his lips turned down at the corners before he went back to focusing on his match.  "We have a dread pirate and a friendly giant whose sole job it is to make sure we reach the mainland, I see no point in doing their job for them."
Her Majesty
GM, 17 posts
Sat 8 Jul 2017
at 23:37
  • msg #28

Re: In the Still of the Night

"Finally. Someone speaking sense. Let's listen to him."

The voice is muffled and comes... from Gi's bag???
Gisela O'Cuinn
player, 27 posts
Sun 9 Jul 2017
at 00:51
  • msg #29

Re: In the Still of the Night

In reply to Her Majesty (msg # 28):

Keeping to her norm, Gi's bag had remained tossed over one shoulder.  It had less to do with not trusting the others, though she really didn't, and more to do with the fact everything she had of meaning to herself was in that bag.  No way was she just leaving it laying around.

Gisela had made it only a few steps up the stairs when everyone else awoke.  She'd hesitated at all the voices, including Q's reasoned one.  Everyone was find, though, only AJ and Drizz seemed too bothered.  She didn't want to go find herself embroiled in a battle up above.  Q had a point that the Captain and crew could probably deal with everything.  On the other hand, she was feeling rather claustrophobic again.

Of course, her entire focus changed as a voice came from her bag.  "What is the world?" Gisela mutters, eyes wide as she un-shoulders her bag and places it on the step beside her.  Taking a seat on the stair as well, she inspected the bag.  No creatures on it to be the source of the voice.  Had something climbed in her bag?  Another talking animal, perhaps?  As if she needed more of those.

Finding nothing on the bag, she starts to gingerly pull things from her bag and placing them on her lap.  She put aside the wrapped parcel containing the white dress.  Wolf's suggestion had worked wonders on drying the green dress and, after returning the rock she'd been given, she had changed into the original dress.  She set aside a cloth-covered circle, several inches in diameter.  She rested it gently atop the dress.  So far, nothing that could have spoken.  A few books were placed next to her.  She shifted what was left, still finding no creature.

"It couldn't be," she mused.  She returned the items to her bag, but the arrangement now left a box-shaped impression on the back of the bag, pressed against it by the change in arrangement.  With a sigh and a heavy dose of weariness, she pulled a large book out of her bag - that was the box shape - and puts the bag on the stair below her.  She turned it over to as if inspecting it.  It was an ancient book, bound in a hard cover, but with the appearance of leather.  There were several strange markings all over it.  Wards, runes, and various knot work designs were a combination of etched and burned into it.  As if for overkill on security, there were two matching strips of leather attached roughly two inches from top and bottom, each with a fastened buckle to keep it shut.  Further, there as a latch centered between the two with a lock.  "No, that's ridiculous," Gisela mutters once more, shaking her head.  "I must be losing my mind."
Jack White
player, 14 posts
White Rabbit, almost.
Gentleman of class.
Sun 9 Jul 2017
at 01:13
  • msg #30

Re: In the Still of the Night

Jack leaned over the rail, his ears drooping as he contemplated the contents of his gut, and tried to silently negotiate with them to forestall their revolt.  His head swam, the rhythmic rocking of the vessel seeming to shift moment-to-moment, from soaring weightlessly out of the waves, until it seemed ready to take off, to an almost violent pitch, making him bow over the rail and grip tightly with both hands.

It was only his intense concentration to the fairly constant surface of the water that allowed him to notice it.

He recoiled in shock, and, stumbling over his luggage, he scrambled to the door, heaving it open, and bellowing a warning belowdecks.

The sight of him as stood silhouetted in the moonlight was deeply disturbing.  His movements were jilted, as if he was being jolted by live wires, and his frantic gesticulations towards the starboard side looked like an inhuman, mechanical spasm.  No words issued forth as he called down into the crew quarters, only an insane barking monosyllable, bulging with vowels and consonants that seemed to trip over each other into a one-man cacophony that was over in less than a second.

And then, as swiftly as he had appeared, he simply.... ceased to exist.  His body faded at the edges, as he slowly turned to look over his shoulder, as if remembering some other business he had to attend to.  Then, without a sound, he simply vanished from view, as if he had never been.

Warning issued, he stumbled up the deck, towards the wheel, where the waking crew were undoubtedly clustered.  If they hadn't spotted anything, they had to know.

He staggered up the deck, tottering back and forth as the ship seemed to hover over the waves, bracing himself for the impact.

Just as suddenly, he appeared at the helmsman's side, tugging his sleeve.  "...some kind of monster," he cut in, as if in mid-sentence.  "Off the starboard bow.  Under the ship!  Did you see!?"
Alani
player, 15 posts
Sun 9 Jul 2017
at 18:35
  • msg #31

Re: In the Still of the Night

Alani got herself untangled from the decorative top Alameth wore. She landed on her feet. Alameth was huge, he had somehow grown and was taking up most of the deck.
Drizz (Cat)
NPC, 21 posts
"Go Away...nap time"
"...For a can of Tuna..."
Mon 10 Jul 2017
at 17:14
  • msg #32

Re: In the Still of the Night

In reply to Alani (msg # 31):

The big black cat gingerly strolls back up beside Gi on the stairs up to the deck, "Well since I am out of the Bag as they say...your not crazy. I heard the voice in your pack too."

Valuing his life he dashes away right after that up the stairs as if having her find out he can talk after seven  years was not going to make her feel crazy as well.

He gets up on the wildly swaying deck with the poise and balance of a true feline....and gawks at the grossly enlarged Alameth trying to literally crush Drizz's CRUSH!

He meows out back down stairs, "Uh I think you all should come see this..."
Quinten Heart
player, 23 posts
Mon 10 Jul 2017
at 17:42
  • msg #33

Re: In the Still of the Night

"Still don't care...," Q called out with total indifference.  His crew glanced at him slightly to which he frowned dismissively shaking his head.
Alani
player, 16 posts
Tue 11 Jul 2017
at 05:24
  • msg #34

Re: In the Still of the Night

Alameth looks towards Alani as his straps seem to loosen themselves and he gets to his knees. He quickly signs to her, "It would seem that we hit the barrier. I'll let the others know."

He proceeds to slowly stand up, making sure not to damage anything in the process. Walking slowly towards the cabins, he notices Drizz just a moment before he dashed inside. He drops to his knees with a bang outside the cabin stairs before he reaches his arm inside and knocks along the inside of the stairwell.
AJ Rourke
GM, 37 posts
"..I Will Cut You..."
"You feeling lucky Punk?"
Wed 12 Jul 2017
at 22:09
  • msg #35

Re: In the Still of the Night

In reply to Alani (msg # 34):

Drizz scurries back down the stairs chased by a humongus arm larger than Alameths or the friendly giants.... maybe this was some sort of attacking beast! It beats on the walls when it misses Drizz, the cat dashing to hide behind Gi.

AJ does the only sensible thing...she jabs that big limb hard with her sword tip!

"BACK YE BEAST! BACK," She calls gleeful to be engaged in battle and sounding like she was performing in a shakespearean play!

OOC: 18:06, Today: AJ Rourke rolled 22 using 1d20+8 ((14)). Attack: +6 Dmg Bonus.
Gisela O'Cuinn
player, 28 posts
Sat 15 Jul 2017
at 02:35
  • msg #36

Re: In the Still of the Night

The wall near her being attacked first by a giant arm and hand, and again by her bestie, Gisela makes quick work of grabbing the bag and the book and jumping down the last few stairs.  It would seem that she wasn't going to be making it to the deck for some time.

"So, I understand you don't wish to fight on deck, Heart, but... what if the fight were to come to you?"
Lexicon
NPC, 1 post
Tue 18 Jul 2017
at 16:40
  • msg #37

Re: In the Still of the Night

"Really? Your mother cursed people into barnyard fowl and it's a talking book you question?"

The old spell book was indeed talking. An oddly indented face had appeared on the cover allowing for the optical illusion that it's gaze could follow you around the room. Or... you hope it's an illusion.

"Dear God, someone DID actually reproduce with Madam Mim. I mean, I heard but seeing it for myself..."
Her Majesty
GM, 18 posts
Tue 18 Jul 2017
at 19:27
  • msg #38

Re: In the Still of the Night

The helmsman looks around in concern. His face creases in scrutiny of the dark as he stepped to the railing. He squinted at the water, trying hard to see what could have upset Jack so. All that appears is a roil of foam and a patch of seaweed lolling by.

"Twas nothing but a bit of kelp!" He says with a roll of his eyes. "Nothing to get your hackles up ab-"

His sentence fades off in a high pitched scream as an ungodly large tentacle rises from the deep on the other side of the deck. It comes down across the deck, shattering the rail and shaking the entire ship before it pulled back.

A second tentacle slithered up onto the deck and began probing the stairs to the hold. It was looking for something.
Morgan Barbossa
NPC, 4 posts
Tue 18 Jul 2017
at 19:32
  • msg #39

Re: In the Still of the Night

Morgan seems oddly nonplussed by AJ and her battle with the giant. Clearly he's seen more unsettling things. "Woman's insane..." he mutters, rubbing his eyes.

Alameth is suddenly pushed aside, his meaty arm being replaced by a larger, longer arm covered in tiny suction cups and a foul smelling sort of slime.

Morgan is on his feet in a single bound, drawing his cutlass. "KRAAKEN!" he yells at the top of his lungs.
Wolf
player, 10 posts
Thu 20 Jul 2017
at 03:20
  • msg #40

Re: In the Still of the Night

In reply to Morgan Barbossa (msg # 39):

Wolf was awake long before the danger.  The commotion caused by giant hands and swordplay made sure of that.  But when the cry of Kraken came, he rose.  Wolf picked up his bow and strung it quickly.  He snatched up a quiver of arrows and his hatchet as he headed to the stairwell.
The Voice of Reason
Thu 20 Jul 2017
at 15:35
  • msg #41

Re: In the Still of the Night

In reply to Wolf (msg # 40):

GM: Okay things are kinda blending together and hard to keep track of here. So I am going to break this scene up for now into the Above Decks and Still of Night (Below Decks) threads.

Above Decks: Alameth, Alani, Jack, The ships Crew.

Below decks in the "Still of Night Thread": Everyone else.

I have done up maps for the ship, and both the upper and crew deck as of round 1. lower case initials indicate an NPC, Upper case is a PC. Green lines are the Tentacles that have shown themselves so far. The dread pirate and his giant friend are currently unseen...probably in a cabin(s) on the Main Deck.  The Crows Nest is several stories up the foremast. Rigging and some boats on the main deck near the Forecastle described earlier are not shown on the map but still present. Alameth's cart has gone overboard into the sea as described in his post earlier.

From now on if your Above deck make sure you post in the right thread please to help us keep the story straight in each area.

Yes there are two ways to the main deck from the Crew deck, a ladder and a stairwell. The Stairwell is blocked by the green tentacle of the Krakken.
This message was last edited by the GM at 15:42, Thu 20 July 2017.
Drizz (Cat)
NPC, 22 posts
"Go Away...nap time"
"...For a can of Tuna..."
Thu 20 Jul 2017
at 15:53
  • msg #42

Re: In the Still of the Night

In reply to The Voice of Reason (msg # 41):

The flailing rotten fish smelling tree trunk thick arm was studded with wicked looking suckers...and Drizz was having NOTHING to do with it. He fled further into the hold and straight to young Mim who was the furthest person away that the cat liked, so Eva did not count as being further away.
AJ Rourke
GM, 38 posts
"..I Will Cut You..."
"You feeling lucky Punk?"
Thu 20 Jul 2017
at 16:02
  • msg #43

Re: In the Still of the Night

In reply to Drizz (Cat) (msg # 42):

The Giant arm got yanked out of the stairwell right after she stabbed it...but Aj's celebration was cut short when that ugly krakken limb replaced it. Morgan's bellow made her turn her head towards him...

The world slowed down baywatch style; Morgan was shirtless, muscular, tattooed, glistening with the faint sheen of sea spray that reached even the interior of the ship through the deck above, and wielding a cutlass while bravely launching himself upon a sea monster...AJ had never seen anything that hot since Chance had crotch kicked The Black Knight on a dare.

She actually got mooney eyed as he passed by to hack at the tentacle. She wanted to slap him on his firm posterior... but there were sea monsters to slay! Life just kept getting better and better!

Her own cutlass swept down to slash at the invading beasts sucker mouth pimpled arm!
This message was last edited by the GM at 16:06, Thu 20 July 2017.
Gisela O'Cuinn
player, 29 posts
Fri 21 Jul 2017
at 22:54
  • msg #44

Re: In the Still of the Night

In reply to AJ Rourke (msg # 43):

Gisela backpedaled several steps from the stairwell.  She wasn't afraid, but that didn't mean she lacked survival instinct.  She was no fighter and no use in a battle, so she freed the way for those who could fight a giant sea creature to have their way.  Besides, she didn't need to make herself the easily grab-able cliche princess again.  "Careful," she calls out to AJ and Wolf and, really, anyone moving to fight the creature.

Instead, she took stock of the room, looking for anything of use.
Quinten Heart
player, 24 posts
Sat 22 Jul 2017
at 20:09
  • msg #45

Re: In the Still of the Night

Ilsa spun out of her bunk and quickly stepped behind Q when the massive arm came lumbering down the stairs.  Q had scowled.  As the arm was replaced by a tentacle Quinn gritted his teeth and slide from his crate.  "...openly lament the fact that it's so hard to find good help and quietly make a list of the more incompetent peons for when you need to make... cuts... to the staff," he muttered silently as he stretched out a phantom kink in his neck.

He didn't move forward.  Rather Q glanced back to make sure Il was behind him and then frowned for a moment. "Where the hell...," he cursed before looking back and clenching his fists.
Chance
player, 25 posts
Rather be Lucky'n Good.
Just ahead of the Curve..
Tue 25 Jul 2017
at 13:11
  • msg #46

Re: In the Still of the Night

In reply to Quinten Heart (msg # 45):

Chance shakes the last vestiges of sleep from himself, before growling mostly to himself, and stating, "Well... I had someone curse me with an interestin' life before.  I guess this is life throwing seven again and again."  He draws his customary deck of cards before pulling one off the top and sending it spinning with deadly intent toward the arm of the Kraken.

"You definitely want three off the top..."
Nyxia
player, 12 posts
Fri 4 Aug 2017
at 04:05
  • msg #47

Re: In the Still of the Night

The little door on the side of Nyxia's lamp home opened up and the faerie poked her head out to see what the commotion was.

"Oh dear!"

It was definitely not good.  On the scale of not good, a kracken was off the scale.

She zipped out of her home, twinkling motes marking her path.  She flew toward AJ, then thought better of it.

"Oh dear," she cried again.  Someone was going to pay for disrupting her beauty sleep.
Her Majesty
GM, 20 posts
Tue 8 Aug 2017
at 01:24
  • msg #48

Re: In the Still of the Night

The roar of the beast can be heard from up on deck. The tentacle flops about, feeling around inside the hold. Morgan draws first blood as his cutlass hacks a deep wound in the slimy flesh. AJ's blade comes down next, spattering the floorboards with its blood as she deepens the wound. Despite the creatures arm being damn near cut in two at this point, it continues to flail wildly.

Chance's hit seems to be the last straw as the creature becomes tired of these games. It's tentacle wraps around Morgans leg. Morgan tries to hack himself free but the blow doesn't land. Another angry roar emanates from outside as the creature begins dragging Morgan up the staircase.
Gisela O'Cuinn
player, 30 posts
Thu 10 Aug 2017
at 04:33
  • msg #49

Re: In the Still of the Night

"Where is what?  What are you looking for?" Gisela demands irritably.  She'd been on boat long enough that the voice she was hearing didn't belong to those in the cabin.  And the crew wouldn't be demanding some unnamed thing or making threats based on it.  So... that left the least logical thing...  The kraken was talking.  Wonderful.

"If you tell us what you want, perhaps we can come to an agreement?"
Quinten Heart
player, 25 posts
Mon 14 Aug 2017
at 04:14
  • msg #50

Re: In the Still of the Night

"Oh look," Q muttered disdainfully, "the Dock-rats are in trouble." Loath to leave Ilsa's side, and not entirely convinced he cared all that much for the dock-rat's fate Q hesitated for just a second as he glanced around again, frowning.  In the end his disdain for incompetence outweighed his lack in interest and he moved to grab Morgan's hand; and save the idiot from his own self.
Krakken
Wed 16 Aug 2017
at 16:31
  • msg #51

Re: In the Still of the Night

In reply to Quinten Heart (msg # 50):

Q just missed gripping his hand, the dockrat was pulled out of the hold and up onto the deck above....everyone chasing him now able to follow up the now empty stairwell.

OOC: Anyone following Morgan can now post instead in the Up on Deck thread. Everyone else post here
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