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TEST DRIVE MEME #7
1. before she hung up, she said she was a skeleton
[there is no note in your cabin. no forces stall your legs if you decide to walk anywhere but the atrium. in fact, for the first time in hundreds of years, newly arrived passengers on the Serena Eterna are waking up with absolutely no guidance. nothing but your fellow passengers in the halls - or maybe in your bed.
perhaps you end up in the atrium eventually anyway. it is where guest services is, and where Gal Friday… actually hasn’t been in a few days. until today. and she is visibly frazzled, her hair uncoiffed, her suit rumpled, something a bit like a bruise blossoming down from her hairline and over her smooth features. more papers than ever cover her desk, and when she turns to face you, her voice is as cheerful as ever, but audibly strained.]
Welcome aboard the Serene Eterna! [a pause] You know how to work a life vest, right? Everyone knows that! You don’t need me to teach you that!
[a light bulb burns out behind her head.]
… I’ll get right on that!
[freedom includes the freedom to not know what the fuck is happening. maybe you should reflect on that.]
2. grandma went and can't stop screaming
[it’s something about the lighting fixtures, this month. has the Bellona always had a massive chandelier? maybe. who knows. don’t ask questions. either way, in the stillness of the night, or day, or late afternoon, there is a noise like a cord being cut, and the chandelier plunges into the audience below.
it hits nothing, of course. no one is ever in the theater. and that, perhaps, is what the trouble is.
so, the chandelier starts to… travel, one could say. it starts to hang in various rooms: the dining halls, the bars, the clubs… sometimes, if you’re out on the pool deck and suddenly realized you’re under a shadow, you can glance up and see it suspended 20 feet above your head, securely fastened to nothing in particular and yet remaining perfectly in place.
until it isn’t. until it falls, crystal shattering on whatever surface it lands on: floor, table, person… and, wherever the chandelier goes, a lilting childish voice follows it, singing without any obvious source.]
Ring-a-ring of roses, a pocket full of posies… ashes, ashes, we all…
3. jeff bezos murdered the infinite tommy bahama
[the lights of the Infinite Tommy Bahama go out three days into October.
barely an hour after its closure, the lights go on again, and a new banner is unfurled.
physically, it is the same store. you can even see the old signs hidden behind the new ones. however, long gone are the tropical prints and khaki dress shorts. now, one can purchase any number of officially licensed or legally distinct Halloween costumes, decorations, and various other haunted accoutrements, leading back as far as the eye can see, and then farther still. is that a Gal Friday mask? spooky! well, at least you’ll be good and ready for the Halloween party at the end of the month, which is absolutely just a normal party and in no way whatsoever anything even remotely resembling a trick. there are only treats at The Infinite Spirit Halloween!
note: bahamanuel is still here! somewhere! it kinda looks like dan bongino.]
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[the smile dims, and a frown takes its place, worry evident in her features. replacing the dress, she steps over closer to his side of things - this can wait. this doesn't need to happen right now, particularly if it's uncomfortable. he's new, and so Helena's instinct is to make things easier, since it's bad enough to be on this ship in the first place.]
My apologies, Mr. Tighnari. Let's change our plans and leave this place instead.
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( She'd been the one to give him the warning after all. In any case he shakes his head, but exasperated as he might sound, it's no reason to put an end to her fun. She came here for her own purposes after all—there's no reason he should get her to end here for his sake. Instead, he glances over her shoulder, looking past her to get a better sense of how many of these things there might be in that direction instead. )
Perhaps if we go further in they'll have less noisy decorations. Usually they're meant to attract attention after all, it would make sense to focus them towards the front of the shop.
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[but he's got a good idea. the moving decorations seem to be concentrated towards the front - accessories and other costumes and items appear to be further back. sure, there's music playing from the ceiling somewhere, but it's not screeching like the animatronics.]
not Spooky Halloween Ambience
This one has a good colour balance, but like I said, it's pretty plain. I suppose some jewelry or accessories could complement the style. Do you have any preferences?
( Some people have their ears pierced, while others refuse to wear anything too gaudy—the key is finding something she'll be comfortable wearing for more than a couple hours here. )
YES spooky halloween ambience
[even if she couldn't see those pieces, she could feel them, and be pleased enough. she's worn different types of outfits enough to know what coordinates in terms of feeling and what does not.]
You'll have to find matching colors, though.
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( He's rather perceptive himself—the closed eyes, the cane, the subtle way she moves, he understands that there are some areas he may be able to lend his aid in moreso than others. In any case, at least there are some accessories around here too. Better yet, there are other costumes, and Tighnari figures that so long as they choose out the right one, they can adapt the pieces from it to complete hers.
So give him a few minutes, humming lightly as he sorts through the racks and the shelves, and he'll eventually turn back to Helena. )
I take it that bats are a creature that's usually associated with this holiday?
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[she shrugs, since it's a mystery. they might be sweet, for all she knows - though she's definitely heard the expression about them before. they see like she does, and that's enough to make her sympathetic.]
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( Bats aren't even like, carnivores really... Not in the sense that these decorations seem to be trying to sell; rather, they be out here eating fruits and bugs. There are only a rare few he's heard of who go beyond that, so if anything, that makes them a friend in his books. )