Oblivion ::: An Original RP

Who: Danny and Keane (aw hell, grab hold of your asses)
Where: the cult
When: 7pm abouts

Res and Keane were not the sort of people to go to 90s night at the pop club. Res had told him so earlier. Which -- to be honest -- suited Keane perfectly well. If they had gone, Res would have doubtlessly dressed up, and in general that tended to mean bad things. So yes -- sweet, blissful, ignoring of the theme night. Res had gone off to the gym, and while he had been invited to join her, Keane had declined, and taken to wandering on his own.

His wandering took him to the Cult, which was already one of Keane's favorite places on the ship. The band had done much of their rehearsing here, and it was here that he felt most comfortable. Maybe the most in his element, hell if he knew. There were some places on the ship he simply didn't feel comfortable walking in wearing an old sex pistols t-shirt and torn jeans. This place worked for him.

Keane took a seat at the bar and ordered a drink, though perhaps he wouldn't have if he realized who was sitting not so far away...

Who: Muse and Jaz
When: Ass o'clock am
Where: Muse's suite

Jaz wasn't sure how she'd ended up awake at 7 am after the night she'd had, but there she was, watching the numbers on the digital clock on the bedside change. It ended up working out, since she wasn't the type to hang around after a one night stand - it cleared up so much awkwardness if someone just left while the other was asleep. Since Jakob was asleep, that left her to vamoose. She slid out of bed and found her clothes, deliberately leaving her thong behind for Jakob to find when he woke up. Heels in hand, she crept silently from his suite and took a moment to scowl at the sunlight and enjoy the breeze.

Her first thought was I could really use some bacon, and her second was hahahaha holy shit I just spent all night fucking Jakob Overgaard. With the kind of grin that can only come from a really good night, Jaz changed course and headed over for the other VIP suite on that deck, where she promptly began banging on the door in a rhythm unconsciously similar to one of Muse's basslines.

( Squee! )

Shortly after 8:15, the power on the ship begins to flicker - before going out entirely. Emergency lights flip on, but only cast a dim red light through the hallways and public rooms. A voice over the loudspeaker explains that the ship's electrical system is having technical difficulties, and that they will have the power back on as soon as possible. In the meantime, free drinks at Circean Delight in attempts to make up for the inconvenience. Many people are gathering there, where many candles have been lit, and the crew members have flashlights.

Unfortunately, the lights aren't the only thing affected by the blackout. All of the elevators freeze - and some of them have passengers. Stuck in one are Cary, Lily, and Ella. In another are Morgan, Nayan, and Brooklyn. In yet a third is Finn, Abbie, and Gor. The emergency phones in the elevator cars quickly ring to explain that they will be freed as soon as possible, but until then, there's nothing to do but sit tight and wait. The elevators are not particularly cramped, and there is enough room for three people to sit on the floor without getting in each other's space. In each elevator cart is a single dim and blinking red light coming from the ceiling. That should get old real fast...

To give this event time to play out, please do not play scenes that take place after 10 PM. Writing scenes that take place before the blackout is absolutely fine!

Who: Finn, Gor, and Abbie
When: 8:15pm on up
Where: An elevator. Of doom and hate.

Abbie was not pleased with not being allowed into 90s night for being too young. She was born in the 90s. They were kind of her thing. She should have been allowed on these grounds alone. She'd brought a Gwen Stefani costume and everything. But noooooo. Douchebags. So she was back to being Abbie, in dirty jeans and a dirty t-shirt (she couldn't remember how they'd become dirty, but it was not surprising), trying to find another way to amuse herself. So she had decided to head over to the arcade.

Or try.

Totally unmindful of her surroundings in the elevator, she hummed along with her MP3 player and bobbed her head. Until things went dark, and the elevator came to such a screeching halt that Abbie toppled right over - faceplanting right into the doors. "...buh?!"