by Beiarusia » Wed Apr 17, 2019 8:05 pm
by Lessoni » Thu Apr 18, 2019 3:31 am
by The United Federation of Terrans » Thu Apr 18, 2019 10:23 am
Beiarusia wrote: "Hey, Mister Andi. Captain needs you to check a faulty sensor down in the engine room, and before you ask, Fossberg is tied up currently that he is. That is to say he ate some bad shrimp last night."
by Talchyon » Thu Apr 18, 2019 10:59 am
Louisianan wrote:Talchyon has great comedic writing, that is true.
by Kentucky Fried Land » Sun Apr 21, 2019 12:25 am
by Talchyon » Mon Apr 22, 2019 1:36 pm
Kentucky Fried Land wrote:The Melody
Deck 09
Anthony Harrison
Anthony Harrison was, in fact, having a great trip.
The smell of sea salt filled the air as he stared at the ocean, earbuds in and his head hanging over the railing. His eyes changed view to the horizon and a cool breeze hit his face, his curled hair holding strong despite the sudden gust. The events of the day were still there with him. He had jogged through the breeze of the morning, keeping himself in shape despite the vacation. It had always been cathartic; a shaping experience built to suffer his physical and mental stress. After a wandering expedition that led him to a group of elderly beings playing boardwalk, he took on the effort of a lunch date with Logan Turing, a girl he knew from a project in Intro to Sociology. It had gone as assumed, which was well. After all, it wasn’t like a date had ever gone bad for him. It wasn’t like any relationship had gone bad for him. Well, not bad, per se; they just faded out like dim bulbs, fireflies snuffed out of the darkness by a fisted palm.
The boy had spent the rest of his day wandering aimlessly. He felt like he had been doing that his entire life. No goals, no ambitions, no… anything. Eat, sleep, shit, fuck. It carved a way into his chest, a drilling sensation emanating from his ribcage as he thought about it. He was staring off into the ocean when it came to him. All for naught. A life with no beginning and no end. There was simply a middle; a middle for all eternity. He swallowed, arms hanging over the side and sunglasses perked over his nose. He could keep his cool, if need be, but the thought lingered over him. It expended strings which shot into his shoulders, joyed his arms around listlessly, played with his head and made his tongue loll about its enclosure. A mind is a terrible thing to waste… And he had already wasted his.
At the time he was wearing nothing but khaki shorts and some white long sleeve beach shirt he had found tucked away in the back of his closet, eager to be washed and worn. Anthony stuck his arm out over the boat and watched the sleeve rippled against propulsion, flapping in the misty sky. It was pure for that moment, a backdrop of blue amidst a curtain of clouds and the audience of the boat. He smiled, gaze aiming away from the shirt and off into the nothingness.
”Great trip so far, huh?”
He winced and turned his head, eyes now firm on the much older woman who had approached. Well, not much older. Thirties, maybe? He grinned and his eyes fell into a calm state, as Anthony’s tongue clicked. Not one to be taken off guard by a simple inquiry, he responded in kind. “Yeah, it has been. Honestly, I might just be content staying on this boat past the trip. Kind of homely.”
He glanced back at the sea for a mere moment, but then he pushed his sunglasses onto the top of his head and fully turned to the woman. “What about you? I guess you’re enjoying it that much too, right?”
Louisianan wrote:Talchyon has great comedic writing, that is true.
by The United Federation of Terrans » Sun Apr 28, 2019 4:13 pm
Beiarusia wrote:[
She resigned herself to the library on Deck 06, the Cornerstone Library, a nook tucked away and seemingly forgotten. Peace and quiet, or as quiet as one could be on a cruise ship. A few others had sought sanctuary here as well. Bookish introverts having made the fatal mistake of leaving the private safety of home. Surprisingly some were reading actual paper books but others were content to play on their cellphones or tablets. A few others conversed quietly amongst themselves, aware of the rules of any library despite the impossible enforcement of silence in a place where noise was as pervasive as it was constant.
by Ubaria » Tue May 07, 2019 6:20 pm
by Beiarusia » Sun May 12, 2019 5:20 pm
by Kentucky Fried Land » Tue May 14, 2019 1:16 pm
by Talchyon » Sat May 25, 2019 7:33 am
Louisianan wrote:Talchyon has great comedic writing, that is true.
by The United Federation of Terrans » Wed May 29, 2019 10:12 am
Beiarusia wrote:"Take it. Just... take it."
Advertisement
Return to Portal to the Multiverse
Users browsing this forum: Daphomir, Honghai, Ormata, Tesserach, The Empire of Tau
Advertisement