Bittersweet Candy Bowl

(so who wants to play multiple charcaters? xD)

(…No wonder I barely remember. ^_^)

(yea,infact he wanted to kill himself off because he couldnt keep up)

(@ August: I might, just to keep the spots held and active, (no “invisible characters&rdquo

Also: yes, I remember, in fact I was up ‘till 4 this morning reading it! ^_^)

(One question, or rather a favour:

Would you mind terribly if I put off the first murder (and the departure) until tomorrow? That’s tomorrow for me, meaning in about 9 hours. It’s just that I don’t want to push my bedtime too far off; and by having longer signups we accomodate for more time zones.

And also, I feel a bit alone at the moment. ^_^)

(I can check if my bro wants to, but it’s not likely, he isn’t much into RP and has school to deal with and wouldn’t be here much
Edit: I wouldn’t mind the first murder being tommorrow)

(sure, I can wait. It’s allows time for bonding. :3)

(Sure, no rush! So long as it doesn’t take off as fast as the first one after the first death.)

*after finishing the dessert, Paul realizes he still has the napkin. He returns to the dining hall to return it, and runs into August*
Why, how do you do, sir?
(It’s getting hard to keep track of who’s where xD)

*see Paul*
Aye, I’m doing well this evening.
I’m August McIntyre, the waiter on this trip.
And who might you be sir?

(Okay, if that’s all right, I will leave the game be until I wake up tomorrow. Hopefully one or two others will have joined us by then (any girls? I’m all alone in here ^_^ Come on, Commie); and we’ll do the first murder. Thank you for being so cooperative :3

Good, you’re getting back to the action posts, I see. I’ll join you one last time before I go to bed.)

Ah, August and mr. Stark! I hope you two will get along; the Duke is just your kind of man, August. Now, I will chesh to see how Roger is doing. And then I will be off to bed. Tah-dah! *giggles*

I am known as Paul Stark, Duke of Burgundy. Pleasure to meet you.

(Why is it that whenever I type his full name, I’m reminded of Iron Man?! Gah!
@Sandrine: Maybe we should advertise this in other threads.)

*walks back onto the deck*

Likewise.
I shall take that plate *lifts plate from Paul’s hand*
If you need assissance, or find a mechanical problem, please come tell me or the hostess.

@ Sandrine: Oh, have a good evening Miss!

(Uhhh… It was a napkin. But! A plate works, too.

I am eating out with cousins in a little while, so I’m signing off for the time being. Assume Paul is asleep for the rest of my absence, resting away his full stomach.)

*After consuming his second serving of dessert, Paul retires to his cabin once more, and falls soundly asleep.*

*August sits at a nearby table with a plate of corned beef and a bottle of whiskey*
Hm… *looks out at some stars*
This will be a curious cruise…

*Sits down next to August, eating leftovers from the dinner, says nothing*

*walks into the dining hall and sees two people sitting down there*

*walks over and sits down as well,doesnt say anything*

*watches Zacharias*
…well, lookie who’s left.
And to whom do I have the pleasure of addressing?
*sets hands in front of his mouth*

“Oh,hello..my name is Zacharias Thompson.”

“And you are?”

Names August McIntyre.
I work as the waiter and the mechanic.
The fellow next to me is Chef Alexander.
Whiskey?
*holds up bottle*

Oh I’ll take some of that
*Poors himself a shot*

So tell me, what do you do?
*finishes corned beef*

The Orange tabby is still on the higher decks arms and body sunk low as she still has yet to find that blasted book! Where could’ve the darn thing gone? Letting out a silent sigh and tugging on her bow strings idly before reaching for her earlier cup of tea.

Which of course has gone cold the girl flinching back at it and looking a tad more annoyed.

“No thanks,i’d rather stay sober for the time being.”

*starts thinking again and hears august*

“I’m a Musician/Producer/Manager.”

You seems to be rather spacey there.

Interesting.
You’re from America aren’t ‘cha?
*picks up plate*
*looks towards the boiler room*
I’ll talk to you later, gotta check some last minute things.
Keep the whiskey if you like.

“Alright..”

*Gets up and finds a book under one of the chairs titled :”The Murders of Rugworthy Mannor”*

“Someone must’ve lost this..”

*walks back onto the deck*

*after checking the boiler room*
Everything seems to be holding well…
Guess I’ll rest in my quarters for a bit.
*heads to the crew quarters*

Right then slowly walking along the deck now, retracing ones steps, golden eyes to the ground as she looks around. But she lets out another silent sigh as she’s quite sure she won’t find it… someone else surely found it.. and who would report a missing ten dollar novel in a boat full of the rich? She gives herself a light knock on the head. Why was SHE even worried about it? It was just a book..

Forgetting about it she starts to head back to her room giving a simple smile and nod as a greeting as she passes by the scruffy American man….. standing up straight just as she’s a few feet past him, doing a double take to see what was in his hand and quickly brightening up as a result, Zach being given a rapid tap on the shoulder as the countess pointed out what was hers

(I’m a wind bag I know~)

*feels a someone tap his shoulder*

“Huh?”

“Oh,i suppose this is yours..”

*hands the book to the orange tabby*

She gives a wide smile as she grasps it in both hands, quite pleased. Leaning up to give the man a quick kiss on the cheek before walking right past him; opening the book right away and flipping through the pages looking for where she left off…

*Watches the deck from the control room, while piecing together a model ship in a bottle* That damn dog jarred loose my mast. Why can’t all the passengers be as easy as that Ms.Stilte? Just content to read a book and enjoy the ocean air. No, damn fools got to get drunk, sneak into my cabin. They’re just lucky I keep my temper in check for Ms.Siegler.

*rubs his cheek*

“heh..”

*Starts walking to his cabin,still somewhat,flustered*

*Sitting alone, pours himself another drink and nods at Amanda as she walks by*

(Edit: My brother posted last on the comp when I went to get food, didn’t realize, I’m Alexander Pjotr Makretzy)

(Suitcase: xD it’s actually a rather smooth start compared to the first RP)

Has her nose buried between the pages right now, but she does notice Alex’s little greeting. the tabby girl raising one hand waving it lightly…only stopping a few steps later to glance at his drink, and then wave a finger ever so lightly at him. Best not drink too much!

But the countess is no nag!…just letting out light giggle (not that you can hear it) before continuing back to her lounge chair~*

(It’s RPing and we’ve not even got very confusing yet, what’s so hard to understand?)

Has her nose buried between the pages right now, but she does notice Alex’s little greeting. the tabby girl raising one hand waving it lightly…only stopping a few steps later to glance at his drink, and then wave a finger ever so lightly at him. Best not drink too much!

But the countess is no nag!…just letting out light giggle (not that you can hear it) before continuing back to her lounge chair~*

(.. Seems you changed the name just as I posted. Resulting in a new thread being created go figure?)

*walks into his cabin and closes the door,locks it(if it has locks)and gets into bed and falls asleep quickly*

(I’ll be afk/doing something else,will get on later,so i’ll just leave my character to sleep for now)

(changing thread names makes things confusing)

(The idea is this is half-RP half-forum game with loose rules. There’s going to be a murder mystery introduced tomorrow and we will need to figure out who it is before they kill the entire cast, the game lasting a few days to a week at most.

The use of ‘re-flavored’ BCB characters works because we don’t need to spend any time establishing their personality’s and can dive straight into the mystery when it’s introduced. The game simply doesn’t last long enough to establish OCs properly.

..not to mention putting all that effort establishing a character to get them killed off right away would also be frustrating some people~)

(Had walked back onto the deck while the others were chatting and has been painting a picture of the night sky. Half way done I notice that all of the stars have become various cutesy moods of Sandrine…..*blushes* Tosses bottle of Brandy and painting overboard.) I need to tell her tomorrow……

(Solemnly walks back to the cabin and locks the door. Still wary over Sandrine’s hinted entertainment and of whether or not he should confess to her….) (So I’m done for now, I’ll check before I head to bed whether or not anything of interest has occured.)

Indeed. It seems most are heading to bed for the night. You can assume Amanda is on her lounge chair determined to finish her book, eventually retiring to her room once it gets too chilly in the night air.

*Decides he can’t get drunk so long as he has to work and gives up on the whiskey*

*August lays on the bed in the Crew Room*
Eh, if anything happens the captain knows where to drag me.
*lets mind go blank*

(I’m calling Diane Hamilton! Sorry if I missed this starting guys but I had to much to do today and yesterday, full summary in Random.)

(Looks around the quiet deck) Humf, now one of the crew said something about my husband being around here some where. Where could the man be?