Bittersweet Candy Bowl

Attention, dinner is served.
You may all come to the dining hall.

(this is Ved again, I’ll play Makretzy for a bit. Don’t expect me to do much with him, his character demands to stay in the back. Anyone who wishes to take over please do)

Mr.Davido. *He shakes Davido’s shoulder* Mr.Davido wake up. You have something of mine.

(Excuse me, but he is already taken!)

*Shoots for the five into the corner but as he does so,starts thinking about the last album he made,causing him to miss*

“Ugh..”

Ah, I guess golf will have to wait.
*heads toward dining hall*
*Wonder what we are having?*

Wakes up at the sound of the approaching captain and shaking of the captain

“mumble mumble buh! Cappy How nice to see you”

Takes out moncles and puts them on, slicks back hair and sits up

“you seem to be in a fould mood did someone piss in your ocean cheerios”

(still havent figured out how to get that damn question mark to work on the french keyboard, so assume its questions not statments)

(Notices drama and draws the captain fuming.)

(Ved, Alexander is already claimed.

Try choosing another character (or being a Guest) if you want to be a part of this. ^_^)

*Hears that dinner is served and heads towards the dining hall* (wherever that is)

(Starts to drink straight from the bottle of Brandy.)

*on the way to the dining hall, he notices Michelle. He decides to greet him.*
Whatever happens, do not let the captain see that.

(shoot, my bad. ;P)
EDITDamn it, forgot the name. ignore this post. sorry again)

Ah, my dear friends! Let me welshome you to this modest meal. Hopefully some more people will be coming later, but for now - let us eat.

(Ved, you are welcome to play as anyone of the non-claimed characters (Diane, Lucia, August, Yashy, Susanne, Theresa, Maria Olina, Plato or Rachelle).)

My model Ship Mr.Davido. Where is my ship? *He glares at Davido*

(Starts painting the sea again, and notices pirate ship as it speeds off yet again. Takes another swig and then goes off to get a bite to eat.)

*Taps Michelle’s Brady bottle with his golf-club*
Oh it appears that your drawing talents have improved but your drinking has not.
Tsk tsk my friend I say you should put down the bottle and accompany me to the Diner seeing as my Lady has seems to have hidden herself away on the ship at the time.
*Heads towards the dining hall*

*after greeting the painter, Paul enters the dining hall. He finishes his food, but overeats. He heads to his room to rest a bit*
(Srsly, I have homework to do, I may or may not be back, so let Paul auto play for a while.)

reaches under chair

“you mean this, sorry Cappy but i thought the ship could use a change of scenery, your cabins so drab and neat its like a butler exploded in it”

Hand the bottle back

“there no harm done|

As the dinner bell is rung the countess gives a heavy yawn, stretching both arms, and legs for a few moments before finally getting up putting her book aside for now for later reading before making her way towards the ships dinning hall, quietly taking a seat.

(And everyone’s already hitting the booze~ Must we always end up drunk before someone gets killed? Heh =P)

@ Paul: Don’t worry I’m friends with ze hostess, we go way back….

*notices how fast paulo finishes*

*quickly trails off to thinking about music*

*Growls angrily* Stay out of other people’s Cabins Mr. Davido, I thought I made myself clear. *He tucks away the model in his pocket* If I catch you in my cabin again, I’ll deal with it the way we dealt with troublemakers during the war. Now get to dinner, I’m betting your friends are wondering where you are. *He limps off the the dining hall*

I’m not a drunk, but these characters shall be.(Also I will be off for a little while for real food.)

*finishes his food and sits there waiting for anyone else to come*

…
..

*walks back onto the deck*

“Now if you dont mind Cappy i have buieness to attend to, dont try to find me”
walks off out of view and yells…
“i shall take my dinner in private”

(thats all fo me for now i have to hit the hay, work tonight so i may post before i start my shift and definatly tommorow morn, its going good so far. wonder what will happen overnight)

Just nibbles away at her food giving the captain a cautious glance as he makes the growl at David, but doesn’t move from her seat, quite happy to stay out of the boys growling matches thank you very much! Drinking down no more then one glass of champagne <3~

(aww cute)

*Takes his seat at the captain’s table where his meal is already set, he wastes no time as he tears into his meal*

(Ved:guess I’ll take August then)
*enters the dining hall through the kitchen*
Heh, wasting themselves away with whiskey…
*walks around the tables*

When people are ready for it I have made tiramisu for dessert, just inform me nd I will have it brought out

*Notices Zacharais and approaches him, with his food in hand, and sits down*
You wouldn’t happen to be Zacharias Thompson?
I have been a huge fan of your works for quite some time, though I am surprised a man of your former wealth was able to become such a success.
I was wondering if you would give me your aughtograph as a token for this trip?

*wonders why everyone is getting drunk..*

(sorry was afk)

“huh?”

“Oh,yes hello..um sure”

Ah, I am glad to see you all here. Once again, welshome! We might have a few guests coming still, but for the time being, relax and do whatever you want.

(I am leaving signups open for perhaps 3 more hours, and then we will start the… gore. ^_^)

Ah, August! I hope you will find the guests… endearing. I am glad that you have arrived.

Oh, Alexander, I think we will have the tiramisu right now.
You simply must taste it, my dear friends - our Alexander is a frightfully good dessert cook.

(I’ll be gone for most tomorrow afternoon, just a heads up)
*waits for a bit and looks at the adorable amanda who’s eating her meal*
*notices Sandrine*
Oh, greetings.
I’ll be sure to keep things… smooth for the guests.
Provided they don’t bust a table.

(was afk,read my edit abraham)

Very well Ma’am, Rachelle, bring out the dessert
*Looks around and realizes she’s not here yet, grumbles to himself as he goes to get it himself*

I am sure they won’t, August. Now, I have one favour to ask of you before you leave. Please chesh the mashine room - I hope it will be in tip-top shape before we set sail.

(goes over to Sandrine’s side and whispers.) I don’t want to cause alarm, but I’m certain there is a pirate ship following us.

*Returns to the Dining Hall and continues to eat his food in silence*

Ay, I’ll take a look at it.
Best not to let any pipes loose.
*leaves to the boiler room*

{Also whispering}

Ah, do not worry about that, monseigneur. I have some… arrangements, for entertainment later on.

*sits back down on the deck*

(still uncertain, but knows Sandrine wouldn’t lie.) Alright then, I’m off to finish painting ze sunset then. (Goes back on deck, but keeps an eye out for the supposed entertainment.)

*takes out a notepad and writes something down and then puts it back*

*gets up and starts walking to where his cabin is*

(Keeps small knife ready and sets back up near a fire ax for a quick weapon if need be.)

*playfully sneaks up behind monseigneur Mishelle*

Ah, none of that, monseigneur! We do not want any ashidents to happen, do we? *giggles*

Ah, yes…I do apologize once more, I’ve been on edge lately. I have the sensation we are being watched, no?

(Can’t help but smile at Sandrine.) You always know how to cheer me up.

Maybe we are, my dear, maybe we are…

*joyful trill*

But of course, my dear monseigneur.