[Open] I'm On A Boat

[helborn]

Who: Casper and ???
What: Boat shenanigans! Digging! Trees!
Where: Several locations
When: Day 3-4ish
Warnings: One prompt has a dead body, one thread is getting into some serious/dark subjects.


Jungle Cruise

[Casper does not have many weapons - certainly not the kinds of powerful magical options other people on the ship have. But he's not out of all options. He heads down towards the bottom of the ship - or at least what he can reach. Deck 9 is about it, so he starts there.]

[The water is a problem. The water might be too much of a problem for him to handle - so he freezes it. At least a good chunk around him is frozen, so anyone coming down there might need to be careful not to slip. That done, he starts digging. He doesn't have a shovel or any tools so it's just him pushing at dirt trying to find some kind of bottom.]

[This is probably not going to work. Come either mock him or help him?] (See next prompt.)


Kill it with Fire

[Casper has been digging and he absolutely does not like what he's found. He's read enough horror books and seen enough horror movies to know that letting this thing spread is an incredibly bad idea. He keeps looking around for anyone, covered in dirt and mud and probably other things with his hair all wild.]

Do you have fire magic? Or the ability to make a fire that's really hot?

[He needs a hand, because a campfire is not going to do it. He needs extremely high temperatures in an extremely controlled environment.]


On the Treetops

[He likes to be up high. Some of these trees are gigantic so he's having fun climbing them. It's very much an easy thing for him - he's just scrambling up them and jumping from tree to tree. He's making a lot of noise though so he might be being too disruptive. Either way he's having fun and it's not like there's a whole crowd to bother.]

[Occasionally he rests, and stares out at the barren wasteland around them. What could be out there? He wants to know, but he also doesn't want to die again.]


Night Sky

[Casper is enjoying himself just chilling out on the deck at night. There are no constellations that he's familiar with, so he starts making up new ones.]

That one's the Cat. That one's the Rabbit. ... Maybe that spot on the moon is the Monkey? It's definitely not the Bunny.

[He's mostly talking to himself - Bob is asleep in his hoodie pocket - but he'd welcome company, if you'd like.]


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Night Sky

[luciacorina]

"That one over there reminds me of a wolf," Lucia Corina offers, wandering up next to him and pointing at another area of the sky. "And look, the rabbit is chasing it, instead of the other way around. What teeth rabbits must have, here!"

[helborn]

"It does." Can he figure out where she's pointing from the vague area? Maybe not, but no point in saying that. "I know of a story about a killer rabbit, actually. ... Or, well. It's a story from a comedic... play." Better to not try to explain movies right now.

[luciacorina]

"Are there killer rabbits in your world, or is it an intentional absurdity?" Everything is so different for everyone that she'd believe nearly anything, at this point.

"I wonder what the animals of this world were like. If everything outside this ship is dead, and there are none here... A melancholy thought, I'm afraid."

[helborn]

"Not to my knowledge, no. It was created by a comedy troupe that was poking fun at the tales people tell about a historical period in the history of one of the continents in the world. Knights slaying ravening beasts and whatnot."

Hm. It is, but... "Even if life no longer goes on here, it goes on elsewhere. And... maybe it will go on here again one day. And in a way it already is, because we're here." Sure they're not permanent residents... hopefully... but it's still life.

[luciacorina]

“Valiant knights standing against fierce, devouring rabbits?” She smiles, eyes bright with amusement. “That’s a good idea for a story, really, I’ll have to bear it in mind.”

“The world moves on.” Her eyes flicker for a moment, but she’s present enough to move past it. “I wonder if the ship could tell us of what the world outside was like.”