1. Gravity Works [Shaun’s hooves clop on the deck as he wanders along on all four feet, peering this way and that, a bit wide-eyed. He’s rarely been off the farm. Only been to town a few times. A rural farming community in the very backwater of England has nothing on this cruise ship! Fancy!]
[Shaun stops, squinting at his feet. A shadow? A shadow of…? He looks up with a gasp as the chandelier drops!]
[Drops and…explodes into a cartoonish cloud of dust and crystal, which clears to reveal…Shaun, suddenly bipedal, front hooves pressed close to his body, standing in the impossibly-narrow center ofvthe fallen chandelier. He looks about with surprise, and heavys a big sigh. He reaches up and wipes his forehead with a wrist. Then he looks at the mess and clicks his tongue.]
Maaa.
[Somebody better clean this up. He reaches into his fleece and from the fluffy depths produces a dustpan and broom. Time to get to work!]
2. Costumes Galore [The shop with all the costumes is the best! So many wigs and caps! Not even stolen from the farmer or knit from his own wool! He and the flock could definitely get away with ordering pizza with some of these!]
[Spying a particularly interesting outfit, Shaun stands up on his hind feet to reach out, pluck up the hanger, and hold the coat against his fleece, measuring, muttering to himself in contemplative little ‘baa’s under his breath.]
[Until he spots your character staring at him!]
[He drops the garment and drops to all fours again, blinking innocently before offering a sheepish:]
Baa?
3. Wildcard [It’s a claymation small Scottish Blackface sheep wandering the ship. Go wild. Further infornation in the journal!]
Shaun - Shaun the Sheep - OTA
[Shaun’s hooves clop on the deck as he wanders along on all four feet, peering this way and that, a bit wide-eyed. He’s rarely been off the farm. Only been to town a few times. A rural farming community in the very backwater of England has nothing on this cruise ship! Fancy!]
[Shaun stops, squinting at his feet. A shadow? A shadow of…? He looks up with a gasp as the chandelier drops!]
[Drops and…explodes into a cartoonish cloud of dust and crystal, which clears to reveal…Shaun, suddenly bipedal, front hooves pressed close to his body, standing in the impossibly-narrow center ofvthe fallen chandelier. He looks about with surprise, and heavys a big sigh. He reaches up and wipes his forehead with a wrist. Then he looks at the mess and clicks his tongue.]
Maaa.
[Somebody better clean this up. He reaches into his fleece and from the fluffy depths produces a dustpan and broom. Time to get to work!]
2. Costumes Galore
[The shop with all the costumes is the best! So many wigs and caps! Not even stolen from the farmer or knit from his own wool! He and the flock could definitely get away with ordering pizza with some of these!]
[Spying a particularly interesting outfit, Shaun stands up on his hind feet to reach out, pluck up the hanger, and hold the coat against his fleece, measuring, muttering to himself in contemplative little ‘baa’s under his breath.]
[Until he spots your character staring at him!]
[He drops the garment and drops to all fours again, blinking innocently before offering a sheepish:]
Baa?
3. Wildcard
[It’s a
claymationsmall Scottish Blackface sheep wandering the ship. Go wild. Further infornation in the journal!]