Oblivion ::: An Original RP

Who: Danny and Flint

When: 1:30AM

Where: Flint’s room, ship at large

What: Some kind of fucked up scavenger hunt



( Suspecting is worse than actually knowing. Suspecting is limbo. Suspecting is hell of a different species. )

Who: Lei and John
When: Early evening
Where: F Deck, near ...some stairway

Who: Josie and Slav
When: Afternoon, about 3pm
Where: H Deck, near the pool

This was bullshit. Josie had been here all god damn day, and all she had managed to accomplish was burn her nose and forehead. She wasn't tanning at all. Sure, she was wearing high level sunscreen, but still! Shouldn't her skin look lovely and sun-kissed by now? Huffing, Josie got up from the chaise lounge she had rented for herself all throughout the day and dove into the pool, all her frustration directed into the dive itself.

Judging by how deep she had gone without having to swim, she must be really frustrated. It was pathetic to be frustrated about this kind of thing, she was well aware of that. When Josie emerged from the pool completely soaking wet she went to sit at her chaise long she already had not to be noticed any more than she already had. Putting her sunglasses back on, she leaned back and crossed her legs one above the other. Maybe she should find something to do soon.

Who: Tumbler Renegade (Keane, Res, and Chesh) and Danny
When: 11 PMish
Where: Cult of Dionysus

Tumbler Renegade played for nearly two hours. The first set went very well - for having to do a bunch of covers, they were still pretty energetic about it. And if anything good could be said about Res, she knew how to work a crowd and wrap it around her little finger. Sometimes she wished they had another guitar player so she could really work the stage, but at the end of the day, she loved her guitar too much to part with it. If anyone else got a bitchin' guitar solo she'd probably get jealous, anyway.

The set featured covers ranging from the Kooks, Cold, Dropkick Murphy's, and a few other gems. They squeezed in a few original songs, which seemed to go over well. The turn-out had been pretty impressive - it seemed like a lot of the ship turned up to see some live music. For their final song, Res started on the keyboards, playing a soft, Tori Amos-style cover of Smells Like Teen Spirit. On the second verse she switched to electric guitar and the band kicked in, and she had to say - they rocked the fuck out of it. When it was over she wasn't even feeling her bad ankle, she was fuckin' pumped. She always was after a good show.

Keane was much the same way. He was all smiles as he took his bass off and waved to the crowd. He reckoned he and his friends were in for a bit of partying now -- they deserved it, right? He certainly thought so! He swung his arm around Res' neck and started leading her towards the bar, while Chesh followed. "Brilliant," he told her, as he flagged down the bartender. "Now we're having some fun."

Who: Nayan and Brodie
Where: one of the outer decks
When: about 9am
What: a first meeting

( Nice to meet you, I could use the company. )

Who: Slav and Andie
When: Just after noon
Where: Cult of Dionysus

The Parental Units were fighting again. Which, in a Jones Boy's world, was a daily event, and not only expected but they had learned to try to plan around such blow ups, anticipate them. Slav didn't have the shop here, where he could escape under the hood of some classic 'vette, classic rock blaring, chatting it up with Betty. Occasionally being dragged by what was probably his best friend, into the back of some car for some fun when she decided they should have a break. They had an odd friendship, what could he say.

Even in his thoughts, Slav was easily distracted.

He had ended up at the Cult with the rumble of his stomach telling him he should eat. Which was nice, the stomach rumbling, he usually forgot about it soon after, but this time it was timely and just when he was bypassing someplace with food. An order of an extremely delicious burger, steak fries and a beer later, the beer only because he could order one on the ship, and he had wandered over to one of the available pool tables to play. His more than half full beer was set on a nearby small table, he quickly had a pool cue in hand and blew his hair out of his face with a puff of breath.

Who: Brontë, Finn and Helena
When: Morning
Where: Eurycleia's Café

It had been entirely by chance that Brontë had stumbled upon Eurycleia's Café the other day, as she took an impromptu walk around the ship to locate points of interest and sign them on the map with little notes next to them. As soon as she had seen the decorations and felt the sun light kiss her skin so thoroughly, this café had become a point of interest. So much, so, this was the second day in a row that she was having breakfast here.

The food was as amazing as the feel of this place, at least to Brontë's taste, and she was happily having a pastry and a caramel latte while staring out at the view. It was inspiring, and it did wonders for a good mood in the morning. And this, was why Brontë was smiling while she read her book and nibbled on a pastry.

DATE: Tuesday, December 29, 2009.

WEATHER: Warm and sunny! Holy crap! This actually does change a little - towards the evening it grows cloudy, but it's nothing to be alarmed about.

EVENTS: There are shows tonight! Apollon Grace is having a huge dancing extravaganza at 7, and Cult of Dionysus is having a rock showcase at 9 (with Keane and Res' band, Tumbler Renegade, performing). A lot of buzz is going towards tomorrow night's costume ball, which has been partially billed as one of the main events of the cruise (celebrity New Years performances being the highlight).

It is still okay to finish scenes from the last gameday. Contact a mod if you have anything you feel should be listed in this or future time updates.

Mary and Callum dynamic trouble duo.

Who: Lily, Cary, Flint and OPEN
When: evening, through the 1920's party
Where: E Deck -- Cult of Dionysus
What: As agreed, Flint plays the piano. In front of people.

( I've heard all the melodies, from the blues to rhapsodies. )

Who: Ios and Helena
When: Afternoon
Where: The deck on C-deck



Helena had been looking forward to seeing Iosef since leaving him the previous night. Luckily she was able to get out of the apartment now that the lights were actually on and the electricity seemed to be working. Thankfully her father hadn't felt the need to keep her locked in the room all day. She insisted that she'd be just fine and wanted to explore the ship some more, letting her dad know that she had Sundance with her if anything happened and reminding him she'd been just fine even when the power had gone out. She was a good girl, after all, he should trust her. Not that he would if he knew she was going to meet up with some boy he'd never met, but she neglected to give him that information.

( well, maybe I do )

Who: Brodie and Eddie
When: afternoon
Where: Thalia's Diner

It was a quiet afternoon and Brodie was happily sitting at the diner nursing a vanilla milkshake. It was a really good shake, too, but as it often happened Brodie found himself lost in thought, which meant he'd momentarily forgotten about his shake and was busy thinking about...his birthday. Two days from now he was going to turn twenty-five, and he just didn't know whether to celebrate or not. On one hand, he hardly ever made a fuss about it, he wasn't that type of person. Brodie didn't like to pressure people into giving a shit about him having been born, although it was as good an occasion as any other. However, these were special circumstances; he was at sea, at a luxury cruise and with all the nice places around it was kind of a shame not to go all out. Or as out as Brodie would go, in any case.

He wondered if the other band mates even knew it was his birthday, or cared. Not that they should care, exactly, but he did wonder. Maybe if he told them they should meet up and have a drink - or ten - they wouldn't mind. He'd have to think some more about that.

Who: Danny and Delia
When: 11:30PM (ten years ago)
Where: Columbia University, New York
What: Flashback to better times...mostly

( He wanted a gun. And he wanted to shoot himself with it. (In the face.) )

Who: Jack and OPEN
When: 7 pm
Where:Tyche's Favor
What: Poker game? Yes.

Who: Kass and John
When: 9 pm onwards
Where: Several Locations
What: An Upturn in Luck

Who: Micah and Flint
When: for Flint, starting a bit after 5AM, December 28th 2009
Where: C Deck - stage of the Apollon Grace Theatre
What: primary coping mechanism for a frustrated (typically silent) man

( the piano knows something I don't know )

Who: Andie and Slav.
When: Early afternoon.
Where: Thalia's Diner.
What: A random encounter at the diner.

( It was a step in the right direction. )

holdering, yep yep yep!

Holder

Who: Danny and Flint
When: after 3AM, December 28th 2009
Where: Flint's room: F Deck - 6270 - Soteria
What: What do you do with a drunken sailor photojournalist?

( This looks nothing like 'throw him in the lock-up 'til he's sober.' )