Deck 6.

The Java Station.

Behind the counter.

She waits.

[The results are in! Thanks for playing! The rankings are as follows:]

[Mimmi finds Lily first!
Carter & Ellie find Lily second!
Hound finds Lily third!
Tammy finds Lily fourth!
Ben finds Lily fifth! (Tentatively; Katu may withdrawal)
Iseul finds Lily sixth!
and Starfire finds Lily last!]

[Characters are welcome to search together. Treat this like a party log! Tag your friends! Tag your enemies! Whatever! Let me know about groups, and I'll update the ranking. Groups will find Lily according to the character with the lowest number.]

[Wanna join the log, but missed out on the guessing game? No prob! Hit me up on AIM @ Uber Technology, and you'll be tacked on at the end.]

["Litzo, what should this log look like?" Something like this!]

[Lily had never heard of Old Yeller.]

[She didn't have much entertainment in the Underground, and on the Elegante, she only watched action flicks or Dolly Parton musicals. Old Yeller is a classic tale that she hadn't heard of until recently, when good ol' Chase Stein suggested that they watch it together. You know, as a family. Lily Worth... Stein... Lily Worthstein could never turn down family time, and so, without knowing much about the film, happily agreed to watch.]

[Unlike the Elegante, the library on the Black Tide doesn't have a television. This means that while Hound worked, Lily was tasked with finding a TV. That was easy enough--TVs are big and hard to miss, so she easily locates one in the marketplace. Easier so was finding a copy of Old Yeller in the library--but it was on tape. Not DVD. Lily had never seen a video tape in her entire life, and she was baffled. But after asking around, she learned that the tape went into something called a "VCR," which she also found in the marketplace after trying to cram the tape into everything she found until it fit. She took the TV and the VCR to the library and plugged the TV into an empty outlet. She took one glance at all the wires sticking out of the VCR and decided that Chase could handle that part.]

[When everything is finally ready, she sits down and waits for Chase to arrive, literally twiddling her thumbs in her excitement.]

As Lily is heading back to her room from the library, a towering stack of books gathered in her arms, she gets a call. Balancing six books in one hand, Lily fishes her communicator out of her pocket and brings it to her ear with a bright and cheerful greeting. It's Ben on the other line, sounding somewhat flustered--which, for Ben Marrow, wasn't exactly unusual. Does Lily remember those coins she got in the bottom of her Halloween basket? She does. That's good! Can she bring those to the infirmary for Hound--I mean Chase? Of course! Thanks! Click.

Lily dumps those six books on her bed, grabs a bag of coins from the nightstand--30 coins, in total--and makes for the infirmary.

On the way, she thinks back on the call, and realizes that there was something in Ben's tone that she couldn't quite place. Was it--Excitement? A restrained kind of excitement, like he was consciously suppressing it.

Well, she'll find out soon enough. Hardly ten minutes after Ben's call, she's peeking into the infirmary.

"Hellooo?"

The first time Bennett had a major head injury, he’d wound up in a coma for eight hours. It turns out that after six hours, it’s called a coma. So, he'd been in a baby coma. Fun facts that Ben learned from that first head wound. Smacking his head on a rock on the ground also managed to smack his childhood stammer back into him, after years of vocal therapy to rid him of it. It wasn’t worth trying to fix again.

He wondered vaguely what this new one would develop. Maybe a psychosomatic limp to go with the stammer, who knows?

He doesn’t remember exactly the turn of events after getting smacked on the floor while fight, but for some reason, a name is sitting right on the tip of his tongue—

--and he’s jostled awake, his head thudding to the side against something solid, and reigniting a fierce headache. Glancing to his left, he looks to see the wall he must have run afoul of.

Ah. A giant, battle-chiseled pectoral muscle.

Following the chest up to the head, Ben discovers he is being carried like a damsel by none other than Geralt.

“U-um.” An intelligent start to the conversation. “Gonna guess, I, uh, just. Just passed out again, huh?”

As the party carries on, the storm outside has worked into a frenzy. The wind howls and bellows and the water at lasts breaches the top deck. Beneath the waves, the shadows move, converging upon one single point and suddenly...

BAM!

The Black Tide shudders at the impact, water spilling through the cracks made in its hull. A leathery appendage pushes against the damage, seeking entry before it is finally swatted away in favor of something a little more dramatic.

Another BOOM rocks the boat and finally its hull is breached. The tentacle slithers in and begins to crush whatever it can wrap itself around.

As passengers right themselves, and food is quickly cleaned from the floor and walls, Rowe turns to Iseul and Mica, her face red and eyes wild, pointing sharply at the door. "Well? What are you waiting for, you bastards? FIX THIS!"

When they are gone, Rowe snatches up her goblet and drains it dry until the very last drop. When she sets it down, the chipmunks attack.

((The chipmunks are enormous! As they swarm into the Pourhouse, passengers will be scooped up and packed into their cheeks or stuffed into their fannypacks! Have fun with that. IMPORTANT MOD EDIT!!! We totally forgot to mention that any passenger successfully nabbed and taken away by a chipmunk will be automatically dropped. Where are they going? Nobody knows! If you would like to drop your character, here's your chance!))

At midnight, a message plays for every passenger aboard the Black Tide.

Join us on deck nine for our spooktacular celebration!

As our intrepid party-goers step out of their cabins, they're greeted with a ghoulish sight. It is dark, electricity giving way to the use of half melted candles and flames that flicker in a chilled breeze. Behind them, their doors have been fashioned in the shape of a tombstone with their names carved viciously into the wood. The walls have been decorated with cotton-y webs, though real spiders skitter across the threads. Blood oozes and drips from the ceiling, though it is careful and never lands on a passenger. And somewhere in the distance, a wolf howls.

The stairs creak, the elevator shudders, and outside, the storm continues to rage.

Nameless man the doors of the Pourhouse Bar and Grille, bowing to the guests as they begin to arrive.

They open the doors for them all. The Pourhouse is vibrant, compared to the rest of the ship.

Their host, Victoria Rowe, is of course at the fore of the party, lounging lazily in a lush, over-sized chair, its back impossibly tall and her leg draped over the arm of it. She eats greedily from a gilded bowl, and laughs at something a crewman whispers in her ear. When she sees the guests arrive, she stands with her arms spread wide and a grin like a shark's.

"Welcome!" She says and gestures grandly to the spread. Food of all sorts have been set at the tables. "Eat, drink, and be merry! For tonight we celebrate!"

((For one hour, Passengers are given the opportunity to arrive willingly. After that, they will find themselves there, in whatever state of dress they were in at the time. The exits are locked for those inside the bar.))

[Lily had been meaning to check out the garden that Samuel told her about. Flowers--No, the mere idea of flowers is what kept her going when she was trapped in the Deep Underground. There are few things more important to her than flowers. She finds the garden in the aft of deck 7, and it's everything she could ever hope for. Lily feels an immediate sense of calm upon entering the garden (a welcome feeling after looking through the somewhat unnerving aquarium), delighted to be surrounded by such beautiful plants and flowers. As she ventures further into the garden, a flash of red cuts trough her peripherals, and--]

[Cardinals. A aviary of cardinals. Lily stops cold, heart freezing in her chest. She has her fair share of traumatizing memories, but the cardinals sit near the top of the list. Lily stares at them for just a moment more before she's spinning on her heel and taking off at top speed in the other direction, heading for the stairs so she can escape this hellhole.]

[And of course, as she's glancing over her shoulder to check if the cardinals had somehow escaped, she runs straight into someone, as she is wont to do.]