Group 4 Session 62

<uSeaGM> **Group 4 Session 62**
<uSeaGM> Heading down the pier you encounter more squid carcasses, riddled with bullets or impaled on long spears. Now closer, you can see a few ponies already on Thunder Child's top deck. They look quite young, around Genie's age, and carry rifles and other weapons. Some are using long spears as levers to lift other dead squid off the deck and into the water.
<uSeaGM> The apprentice crew wave and welcome you on board, jokingly referring to Genie as the officer on deck. Like Genie, they are the sons and daughters of the regular crew who had been spared from the choking black smoke that afflicted their parents by being given the few working gas masks that were on board.
<uSeaGM> Some seem a little worried by the ghoulish pirates, but others hug their great great grandfathers despite their outward appearance.
<uSeaGM> After meeting the crew, Genie leads the group to some empty crew quarters. The rooms are cramped and space is limited, but built into the walls are bunk beds enough for a dozen ponies. Your hostess turns to a pirate she had asked to come along. “Jack, could you look after them please? You know, show them where the toilets are or the way down to the galley for a drink, that sort of thing.”
* Godna is now known as Jack
<Jack> "Y'arr always with the chump jobs...sure."
<uSeaGM> “I've talked with the fishermares. They'll head out at the usual time and meet us where the Moon Fish gather. We just have to distract the Razor Squid until then... but if we keep on the move they shouldn't be able to catch us until we join the fishing boats. In the mean time, you ponies can get some rest.” Genie heads out, leaving the group alone for the time being.
<Jasmine> "But you're supposed to teach me how to sail the shiiiiiiip!" Jasmine impatiently calls out to Genie in vain as she leaves.
* Whisper trots up to one of the bunks and slides his saddlebags and weapons under before he begins to take off his barding.
<Jack> "Y'arr wait until Genie is not about and I'll show ya the ropes kid."
* Artifica waits to see which bunk Milia chooses before taking it.
* Prism places the bucket next to a bunk he chooses, and just starts taking a rest early.   He was still being a bit antisocial.
* Jack is a ghoul and does not sleep.
* Whisper slides his barding under his bunk with his other things before climbing in and curling up to sleep.
* Milia is practically dragging herself by the time they reach the bunks. Thankfully she's been able to keep from catching on fire again (for the time being). The zebra turns to Artifica and tiredly gestures toward a bunk. "Well if you look past the size...and the smell...it's actually kinda charming. Shall we?" she says with a...somewhat forced grin, sounding very exhausted.
* Artifica nods.  Then admits, "You really look like you could use a good snuggle and some sleep first.  I can't imagine how much... dying... takes out of a mare."
* Milia lets out a chuckle, though it comes out as more of an awkward 'HA HA HA HA' than anything natural sounding. "I would love nothing more, sweetie..." Before heading over to the bunk, however, she cranes her neck back to look at the tiny fire horse sitting on her back. "So...is there a way for you to like...poof away for a bit? Nothin' personal; it just might make things...y'know..."
<Milia> "...awkward."
<uSeaGM> Mercy floats off of Milia's back and crosses her hooves. "What, you're abandoning me? Is that it?"
* Artifica slips in next to Milia and wraps her hooves around the zebra.  She whispers non-quietly, "I think Mercy likes to watch."
* Jack goes to bug somepony I guess?
* Jasmine chimes in "Ooh! Ooh! I know! You can hang out with me for a while!" She looks towards the fire spirit on Milia. "Come on, itll be fun! I'll Captain Mistplume, and you can be my first mate!" She then turns to Jack "And you can come too and teach me how to be a captain!"
<Jack> "You're gonna need a fancy hat."
* Milia slumps, shooting an exasperated look to Mercy. "No! I just would like a bit of private..." she castas a quick glance around the room, noting all of the ponies (and ghouls...and gryphons) who share the room with them. "...ish time with my marefriend!" Artifica's comment causes her to blush furiously.
* Milia brightens a bit...though she also feels a lingering sense of dread, as Jasmine makes her proposal. "Yeah, y'know what? Fuck it, that works too."
<uSeaGM> Mercy rolls her eyes. "I told you you can't make small zebras that way. Whatever. I'll go with catbird. Maybe we can find that Mechromancer."
* mimezinga is now known as SailorBerry
* Artifica snuggles her blushing marefriend.
* Milia lets out a sigh of half-relief-half-exasperation at Mercy. "I am not even in the same city as awake enough to inquire as to what you may be talking about. In /any/ case...have fun, Mercy...try not to immolate anything or anyONE too important."
* SailorBerry is following the group and behaving, mostlybecause she is all sleepy
* Whisper rolls over and continues sleeping.
* Jasmine scratches her chin and 'hmm's in contemplation. "Yes..yess.... A hat! What kind of hat though? How about...hmm, no... well what if... hmm not that either..." She then opens the door and yells out "HEY, DOES ANYONE ON THIS SHIP HAVE AN AWESOME HAT?"
<Jack> "Well the Captain does."
<uSeaGM> Jasmine comes face to face with Genie, whose face she had just yelled into. She rubs her ears to try and hear things again. "You could try my granddad. He's steering the ship at the moment."
* Milia snuggles Artifica back before taking off all her charred gear (as well as her Deus Ex Saddlebags) and sliding it all under their bunk. She gets into the bed and lets out a small squeal of delight, eagerly awaiting the cuddles and snuggles.
<Jack> "Y'arr Jas...you must claim the hat and with it leadership of the ship."
<Jasmine> "Yes.... Yes... that makes so much sense!" She exclaims, as she grabs hold of Jack. "You see, this is why I have you to teach me how to be a captain! Lets go get that hat!" She then turns towards Strange Mercy and waves her over to follow her. "Come on!"
* SailorBerry finds a place that looks comfy, let's say... ah... the floor, and starts doing the Zs... where? on the ship, obviously! more specific, you say? o the ship where her friends are!
* Jack follows after Jas chuckling.
<uSeaGM> Strange Mercy floats after Jasmine, staring at Genie as she passes and muttering to herself. "You can't tell me she isn't. Not with all those little machine spirits following her around like lost puppies.”
<uSeaGM> Genie seems surprised at being eyeballed by a tiny flaming horse and pokes her head through the door after Jasmine and Jack have left.
<uSeaGM> She bites her lip and looks at Artifica and (in particular) Prism hopefully. “Um, just in case you aren't too tired, we brought some of the supplies on board before we left so we could continue with the repairs. We can't do everything on the move, but I could do with somepony to lend me a hoof if one of you feels up to it.”
* Artifica meanwhile gives Milia cuddles and snuggles to squee about... but not too much to prevent her from getting the sleep she so desperately needs.  Truth be told, Artifica could use sleep herself.
* Prism gets up and goes to help Genie, wordlessly.   He brings the bucket with him.
<uSeaGM> Since you stepped on board you could feel a hum from the engine below decks, but it builds into an audible purr as the ship sets off. You are in motion, carving through the waves and heading out to sea.
* Whisper mumbles something incomprehensible as he sleeps.
* Jasmine makes her way to the deck with Jack and Strange Mercy in tow, taking a look out at the sea, seemingly awestruck. Sure, she saw the ocean before getting on the ship, but it was a whole different beast when you were actually out in the middle of the ocean. "Wooooow... this. is. SO. COOL!"
<Jack> "Nah....you get used to after a while...and plum fed up after walking along it's bottom once."
* Milia curls up with Artifica and wraps her legs around the mare, lovingly. After a particularly fierce bout of kissing and nuzzling, the zebra pulls her head back to see that she had dampened on Artifica's coat where her head had been. It seems she had started quietly crying...without even realizing it.
* Milia wipes her eyes with her normal foreleg. "Ugh...*sniff*...shit...sorry, sweetie..."
* Artifica holds Milia close.  "Nothing to be sorry about," she whispers.
<uSeaGM> Up on the bridge there are dozens of consoles and panels lined with shiny buttons and levers. The captain's chair is in a central position and the ship's wheel is situated towards the front, giving its user a good view from the forward windows. The old pirate captain is currently at the wheel and he grins through his beard as Jack and Jasmine approach.
<Jack> "Y'arr captain it's that time o'the week again nother mutiny."
* Jasmine shakes her head a bit exaggeratedly, snapping herself out of her self-induced trance. "Right...right! The hat!" She exclaims, as she looks around the deck and spots the helm. She quickly makes her way up to Black Beard, and without a word, snatches the hat off of his head. "I have the captains hat! That means Im the captain now! Which means I get to steer the ship!"
* Prism is sorta grumpy nowadays.
* Milia takes comfort in the warm embrace of her very special somepony, burying her muzzle in Artifica's chest while she quietly sobbed. She shudders and shakes as she just lets it all out. Her usual veneer of overconfidence had washed away to reveal one very shook up zebra.
* SailorBerry does the donut filly, mostly missing everyrthing
<uSeaGM> The ghoul staggers backwards. "Me one weakness! How did ye know me power lay in me hat?" Then he demonstrates how to use the wheel. "Ye hold here and here. Steer her where you want, so long as it's away from shore."
<Jasmine> "Jack told me!" She said with a grin, before pointing to Blackbeard. "You! Hoist the main sails, enemy off the starboard bow! Load the cannons!" She continues to use as many nautical terms as she can think up as she takes control of the wheel, before spinning it as hard as she could to the left, and then to the right. "AVAST CREWMAN! ANCHORS AWEIGH! ALL HANDS ON DECK! BEAM ME UP SCOOTY!"
* Jasmine is clearly mad with power
<uSeaGM> Black Beard winks at Jack. "Aye, do you remember Genie was just the same at her age. Make sure she doesn't get into trouble. Oh, and return my hat. Safe."
* Jack nods. "Aye captain."
<Jack> "the safety of your hat is top pergoative"
* Jasmine turns to Jack "Captain? IM THE CAPTAIN NOW! AHAHAHAHA AHHAHAHAHA!!"
<Jack> "Aye Captain."
<uSeaGM> "And don't you forget. I'm off to secure the rum." And with that, Black Beard leaves Jasmine and Jack on the bridge.
<uSeaGM> Meanwhile, Genie chats idly as she leads Prism topside. "So where are you from anyway?"
* Jack nods. "Good luck with that Cap."
* Whisper begins tossing and turning restlessly.
* Jasmine begins to whistle as she sails, every once in a while turning the wheel as far as she can in one direction.
<Prism> "No one's really asked me that before."   He looked rather confused.   He paused, wondering if he should say something, but then decides to just tell the truth.   "I used to be affiliated with the Steel Rangers, a scribe.  But I got fed up with the misguided zealotry and outright callousness of my peers and left a long time ago.  Plus I always wanted to be a doctor, so it pretty much worked out."
* SailorBerry sleeps. sleeping seems to be the best thing she does
* Whisper wakes suddenly, sitting up in his bunk with a start.
* Milia 's sobbing had gradually receded, having been replaced with soft, regular breathing. Her chest rhythmically rises and falls as she cuddles up against Artifica.
* Milia had dozed off while crying!
* Jack was entirely too used to drunken sailors steering the ship...,but still a sharp turn like that still staggers him
<uSeaGM> "Oh, I've heard of those. They're supposed to be like knights in shining armour, right?"
* Whisper looks around before staggering out of bed. Tiphoofing quietly around the sleeping Berry, he exits the bunk room into the hall, looking around for any signs pointing to the bathrooms.
<Prism> "Yeah, but they're not exactly chivalrous in that regard.   The armor is indeed shiny though, especially with how often they polish it."   He chuckles.
<uSeaGM> Whisper spots what looks like a sign and heads over quickly. He bursts through the door, the call of nature adding impetus to his step, only to be greeted by a young mare in a compromising position. She screams at Whisper and starts to throw things.
* Whisper retreats quickly into the hall, beet red.
<uSeaGM> Whisper finds the right door on his second try.
* Whisper avails himself of the facilities, also checking to see if showers are available. A rare treat in the Wastes if you can find them!
* Artifica leans her head against Milia, loving her warmth and scent, and drifts into the most peaceful sleep she has had in a good long while.
* SailorBerry wakes up, start looking for stuff. mostly, nommy stuff and friends
<Prism> "I do care about them sometimes, but it's complicated.   I'm better off out here."
* SailorBerry also, toys. you can never say when a toy can come handy
<uSeaGM> "Well I guess not all stories are true," Genie admits. "I can't imagine being stuck on land with the sky covered above you. Out at sea, the sky was always free."
* Whisper finishes and leaves the bathroom a bit disappointed. Apparently the showers are elsewhere.
* SailorBerry if not toys, a bucket. once she heard from a lolrus that buckets where the real stuff
<uSeaGM> Whisper does in fact spot some showers. They just across from the bathroom.
* Whisper trots up and carefully peeks inside the door to the showers, just to avoid any mistakes this time.
<uSeaGM>  SailorBerry spots the bucket of water that Prism left in their bunk room. What she does with it is up to her.
* SailorBerry licklicklicks the water, then proceeds using the bucket as a useful helmet
* SailorBerry and goes on exploring
<uSeaGM> Genie leads Prism outside. The front deck is dominated by a single large triple-barrelled magi-tech cannon. Two much smaller 'goal keeper' gatling guns are positioned to each side of the deck to protect from airborne threats. Jasmine and Jack can be seen on the bridge.
<uSeaGM> Signs of the sea monster's attacks are obvious. Scrapes and gashes cover the metal floor and the barrels of one 'goal keeper' are bashed and bent like the small turret had been struck with great force.
<Prism> "Huh, gotta get that gun up and working again.   The scrapes and gashes are superficial and can be fixed at our leisure."   He takes a cursory glimpse at the damage.
* SailorBerry trots around being all classy with her new helmet and leaving a wet trail behind her. no wet floor sign will probably make a fuss around the place, but berry is just rebel like that.
* Prism pays no mind to Jasmine and Jack because (if I recall) the nuisance was with them.
* Whisper finds the showers empty and steps inside. He picks one of the shower stalls and begins enjoying a nice, relaxing shower.
<Jack> "Hey Cap...your friend's fancy cigar lighter is gone."
* Jasmine sees Prism and waves at him cheerfully "AVAAAAAAST MAAAATEEEEY!" She shouts, as she makes another sudden sharp turn. She then turns to Jack, and then looks around for Strange Mercy. "First mate Strange Mercy? HEY, WHERED YOU GO? FIIIRST MAAAAATE STRAAAANGE MERCYYYYY!!!"
<Jack> "was kind of zoning out so I didn't see her...it?"
* Whisper finishes his shower and shuts off the water. Lacking a towel, he shakes off as much water as he can before emerging into the hallway.
<uSeaGM>  SailorBerry's super survival skills point her to the mess hall. Black Beard is inside witha bottle of rum, a bottle of cider, and a strangely glowing glass.
* SailorBerry jumps in  frot of the pirate and smiles at him "i'm hungry! can i have rum?"
* Prism busies himself in helping Genie repair stuff!   He enjoyed working like this, after all this was his old job, and he did like it.   He just preferred being a doctor is all.
<uSeaGM> Whisper hears a now-familiar scream and sees the blur of a mare running away very fast.
* Whisper turns beet red again. He heads back to the bunk room to get his stuff.
<uSeaGM> "Heeeey Berrrry!" *hic!* says the tiny fire horse from inside a glass of (now warm) cider.
* Whisper walks back into the bunk room quietly, trying not to wake anypony still sleeping. Going to his bunk, he dons his armor and saddlebags again.
* SailorBerry "everypony is drinking but me! why!?" the filly grabs the rum and joins the party. after all, if you can walk away from a party on your legs, it wasn't worth it
* Milia is still in a deep sleep. She needed it.
<uSeaGM> Black Beard gives SailorBerry his usual grin. "A glass of rum for you? Yar har har! A fine pirate you'll be!"
* Jack is still chilling with the new captain.
<Whisper> Having gathered his things, Whisper steps out of the bunk room, back into the hallway. He looks around for a way to the deck.
* SailorBerry drinks the rum! "you live just once! no ait, it wasn't like that... who cares!"
* Whisper makes his way to the deck, hoping to enjoy some fresh air.
<uSeaGM> Between them, Prism and Genie manage to fix most of the front deck, until just the damaged goal keeper defence gun is left.
* Whisper heads towards the front of the ship, taking in the sights. Such sights as there are in the middle of the ocean, anyway.
<Prism> "So how best to fix the gun?"  He tilts his head at Genie.
* Artifica deepsleeps with Milia.
* Jack yawns. "Bored yet Cap?"
<uSeaGM> "Stand next to me," Genie instructs. "Now reach out and touch it with your magic. It feels wrong doesn't it? Off somehow."
* Prism does as Genie instructs, curiously.
* Jasmine shouts "NEVER!" and turns the wheel as hard as she can in one direction, causing the ship to slowly start turning around in circles
* Whisper stumbles as the ship lurches underneath him.
* Jack chuckles. "Right...well Captain permission to get hammered?"
<Jasmine> "YES! PERMISSION GRANTED! ALSO BRING SOME BACK FOR ME AFTER YOU ARE DONE!"
<uSeaGM> Genie doesn't even seem to notice the ship's sudden movement. "It wants to fixed, to be whole, to be right. We just need to tap into its desire and lend it strength through our magic."
* Jack snorts and laughs. "Right you think I'm not always carrying at least a dozen bottles? What kind of pirate ya take me fer lass?"
* Jack digs in his saddle bags getting out some scary potent grog.
<Jack> "Lass care for a real drink? This stuff knocks down even the long time ghoulies."
<Whisper> Still weaving from the motion of the boat, Whisper wanders onto the fore deck where he spots Prism and Genie. "Hey guys," he says while walking up to them.
<Prism> "Hi Whisper.  How are you doing?"
* SailorBerry after drinking some rum, the filly sighs and asks the ex captain "you know what we really need now?"
<Whisper> "Better." He looks away embarassedly. "Well, except for the signage on the ship. But that's over and done with. What are you guys doing?"
* Jasmine swipes the grog from Jacks hooves. "GLASSES UP ME HEARTY!" she shouts enthusiastically as she pours the entire thing down her throat
* Jack watches in horror.
<Prism> "We're trying to fix the turret over there.   Rather have the ship's defenses up to speed if we run into any more squid."
<Jack> "Lass...you might want to see a doc...that was enough to put ME down..."
* Artifica feels an inexplicable shivver in her sleep.
* SailorBerry jumps on the table, standing on two hooves "WE NEED A MUSICAL NUMBER!"
* Whisper deflates a little at Prism's words. "Oh, I guess you don't need any help then. I'll just go...look at the bridge or something."
<uSeaGM> Genie goes to demonstrate, and closes her eyes. Prism is able to feel the tingle of her magic flowing into the object. Her magic wraps around the gun barrels and then seeps into the metal like it belonged there. The dented barrels starts to straighten. "There, like that. Now you try."
<uSeaGM> Jasmine manages to swallow a single gulp before she is doubled over on the floor wretching. That tasted horrible!
* Prism follows her lead with his own magic (orange in color).
* Jack trots over to pat her on the back. "There there let it all out."
<Jasmine> "BLREEEECHHHHHH! THAT STUFF TASTES HORRIBLE! UUUGH LEEEECLHHHH BLUUUURRRG! WHY WOULD ANYONE WANNA DRINK THAT STUFF?!"
* Whisper turns and trots away from Prism and Genie, heading for the bridge.
<Jack> "You asked Lass not I."
* SailorBerry since nopony wants to sing, the filly leaves the place and explores soe more, looking for adventure
* Prism is better at the brute force method of magic and repair, personally!   Mostly from his background, the concept seemed so alien to him, it just ends up giving him a headache.  "Urrgh."
<uSeaGM> Prism's orange glow sits on the metallic turret but refuses to be absorbed. Anooyed, Prism pours on more magic until Genie frowns. "Hmm. You haven't quite got it. Remember that our magic needs to tap into the machine's own desire, not try to force it. Let's both do it at once." She sends her magic as well, blending with Prism's own.
<Jasmine> "....Thaat schtuffsh turrible!" She says as she regains her composure, picking herself up off the ground and flings herself onto the wheel, using it to support her weight. "ITCSH POISHUN I SHAAAY!"
<Jack> "technically speaking."
* Jack moves to support the drunken Griffon taking a swig of the stuff himself.
<uSeaGM> Together, their magic seeps into the weapon and it seems to unbend and repair itself before their very eyes. "That's it, well done! It's a good as new."
* Jasmine looks at the wheel, and then at all the buttons and levers around it, having not noticed them before. "Noww waiit jusha shech.... Watsch thesch do." And without and self restraint ((not that she had any in the first place...)) she starts pushing buttons and pulling levers without a thought.
<Prism> "It's not a method I'm used to, but it's certainly a good method."   He sounded surprised at this approach.
<Jack> "yar...the captain is gonna kill me." Jack makes no attempt to stop a drunken griffon...though he does briefly consider taking the source of her power from her head.
<uSeaGM> Genie smiles brightly. "Thanks a lot for your help, it goes a lost faster with two. I won't keep you up any longer, you should get some rest with your friends." She gives Prism a kiss on the cheek. "And... you look cute when you're concentrating." She turns and trots away, leaving Prism alone.
* Prism blushes immensely.  He normally didn't really get stuff like that, but that was definitely easy for him to understand.    "Um, uhhh.  I had fun, t-too."  He begins to stammer.
<uSeaGM> A robotic voice calls out from the bridge consoles: "Goal keeper test fire initiated. Test fire in T-minus 30 seconds." On deck the goal keeper guns (including the newly fixed one beside Prism) whirr into life and rotate to face out into the sky above the ocean.
* Milia REMAINS BLISSFULLY UNAWARE OF THESE SHENANIGANS. She'd be glad she was asleep, if she...you know, wasn't asleep.
* Whisper walks into the bridge just as the robotic voice sounds. "Wait, what's going on? Are we under attack?" he asks anxiously.
* Jasmine hears this and takes this as an enemy ship preparing to fire at them. "WWWWUUUR UNDER ACKTAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACK! ENEMIESCH UVERYWHUUUUUUUUUUUR! GO GO GOOOOOOOOO!"
* Jack laughs. "right...I'm gonna go sneak out now."
* Jack snatches the drunken Captain's hat and makes himself scarse!
* Prism watches the test firing curiously.
* Prism can't get his mind off Genie though.
<Whisper> "Jasmine, what's going on!?"
* Jack bumps into Whisper.
<uSeaGM> "T-minus 15 seconds. Friendly scan clear. Disengaging safety. T-minus 5 seconds. Friendly scan clear."
<Jack> "uhh...things were done. Mistakes were made, and I'm sure this will all work out."
* Jasmine grabs ahold of Whisper and shakes him anemically. "WE GOTSCHTA... WE NEEDSCHTA GET PURPARED FOR ANACKTACK! WUR BEEN FIREED OOOON!" she yells very loudly into his face
* Whisper looks back at Jasmine, terrified of the apparently insane griffin. "Jack!" he shouts, "What's wrong with her!?"
<Jack> "uhh...here."
* Jack hands him the bottle of Super Grog.
<Jack> "This will explain everything."
<uSeaGM> "Test fire engaged." http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qtmCIJFwkh0
* Whisper looks down at the bottle, then at Jack. "How will this explain anything?"
* Jasmine belches loudly into Whispers face
* Whisper staggers away from Jasmine's grog-breath, sheilding his face with one foreleg. "Goddesses, that smells awful!"
* Jasmine shouts "GEDDOWNNNNNNN!" as she hears the fire, jumping to the ground and covering her head. "WUR UNDER FIIIIIIIIIIIRE"
* Jack takes a swig. "Y'arr...bugger it we're in too deep now."
* Milia jolts awake suddenly, as the enormously loud ship cannon rips her from her much needed slumber. "*SNRK!* hnggWAAAH!"
* Jack offers it to Whisper
<Jack> "Take a swallow of this. You'll need it for the upcoming storm ahead." He speaks of course of the flankchewing they're gonna get from the captain :V
* Whisper looks at the insanity that is Jasmine and takes the bottle. He carefully takes a small sip.
<Jack> (I'd like to imagine the rocking of the waves and Whisper's badluck result in more than a sip :D)
<Whisper> Without Jasmine at the helm even making meager attempts to control the ship, it lurches to the side. Whisper gets the bottle upended over himself. He coughs and sputters, now covered in grog.
* Prism knew how to respond next time he saw Genie.   He heads back to his bunk for now, though.
* Whisper drops the bottle and sits on his haunches, swaying. "Jack...wha' was tha' stuff?" he begins to slur.
<Jack> "umm...a step down from engine cleaner and welding fuel?"
* Milia blinks a few times, disheveled and bleary eyed, before letting her gaze wander down to Artifica.
<Whisper> "Oh no...tha's prolly na good," Whisper says, rising shakily to his hooves. "Cuzh, yur a gool and shtuff, and I'm not...Jack how drunk am I gonna get heer?"
<uSeaGM> The goal keepers fire a few two or three second bursts and then stop. From the rear deck comes the cheering of ghoulish pirates. Well it was a kind of show afterall.
<Jack> "the...better question...is...what do we do with a drunken sailor"
* Jack takes another glug from the bottle.
* Prism is actually smiling for once.  He cheered up pretty good.
* Whisper is really starting to feel the Super Grog now. "Y'know, Jack, thish shtuff is pretty gud. I feel better than I ha' inna long time. I'm...'m feelin' like a whole new me!"
<Jack> "Here....yous two...share this bottle...I've another."
* Milia raises her head slowly, her upper body propped up on one of her forehooves, as Prism enters. Between continuing *BVRRRRRRRRR* noises coming from above deck, combined with the unicorn's sudden upbeat demeanor and Milia's altogether sleepy state...well, she was thoroughly confused.
* Milia meekly calls out to Prism. "Is...is something weird happening?..."
* Jack leaves them that partial bottle and opens another before beginning to drunkenly croon.
<Prism> "Pirates, and Jasmine.  I think they're drunk."
* Jack begins to sing something like a cross between Kumbaya and drunken sailor.
* Jasmine is still freaking out about being under attack, long after the fires petered out.
* Whisper takes the half-empty bottle from Jack with a dumb grin. "Ya know, thish ish great. It'sh sho clear now. I jus' gotta stand up for myself. I've been lettin' tha whole Waselan' push me aroun'."
* Artifica wakes up with a start.  "Wha...  morning?"
<Jack> "Cap...ain't cha gonna hit more buttonsh?"
<Jack> "See Whis...that is more like it."
* Artifica mumbles, "I don't remember sunrise being that loud..."
* Whisper looks more serious. "Yeah, I jus' gotta show'em wat I'm made uf. No more hidey lil' pony, from now on there's a new Whishper in town!" As he finishes he raises his bottle triumphantly and takes another large swig.
* Artifica knows better.  She knows the sound of big guns when she hears them, even in her sleep.  But she really doesn't want to have to leave where she is and who she is wrapped around.
<Jasmine> "...Rigtsch... RIGHTSCH... I GOTSCHTA FIRE BACK!" She suddenly shouts, and gets back up to the panels and starts mashing buttons and pulling levers like crazy
<Prism> "Oh, and me and um, Genie fixed the turrets."
<Prism> "And they're doing test fires."
* Milia lets herself flop back down onto her and Artifica's bed. She lets out a long, groaning noise and snuggles back up to Artifica. "...three more...I ain't gettin' up for anything less than three more...loud noises..."
* Milia turns to look in the general direction of Prism, somewhat horrified. "...While /drunk/?"
<uSeaGM> Genie trots onto the bridge, looking a little concerned. "So, um, who started the test fire?"
<Prism> "No, no, I think the ship itself is controlling the turrets."
<Prism> "The pirates seem to really like it though."
* Jasmine shouts at Genie "GETSCH DOOOOWN. WUR UNDER ACKTAAACK! IM RETURNING FIRE NOW!"
* Artifica buries her head in Milia's chest.  This is an insanity she really doesn't want to acknowledge.  (Even though there is a part of her that feels sad that she missed seeing the guns fire.)
<uSeaGM> "What? No we're not. Have you been drinking?" She turns to Jack. "I'm very disappointed in you, Jack."
* Whisper steps between Genie and Jack. "No, Jack'sh a grea' guy, really." He holds up the bottle of grog. "He showed /thish/ wondurful shtuff. Try shome!" He offers the bottle.
* Jack grins and pokes his head over. ",but she's the captain...gots the hat ands everything...she asks for booze...gotta give it....she say we're underattack...wes gotta open fire."
* Jasmine grabs Genie and brings her closer and whispers into her ear "Thaaaatsch what they waaant you to thiiink! Lull you inchoo a falsch schensch of schecurity... then... WHAMMO!"
* Milia rests her head on Artifica's. She gently strokes the mare's mane as the two of them try so very desperately to keep their nice little moment alive. "...one day..." she grumbles. "...one day we'll get a normal night together. As Celestia as my witness, I swear..."
<Prism> "You two are having a moment...I think I'll go back up and see what's going on."    And he heads back up, this time to the bridge.
<uSeaGM> Jasmine's butt hits a button. The computer voice comes back. "Manual override engaged. Range 5,000 Yards. Firing." From the rear deck comes the roar of a battery of 12" guns firing a salvo.
* Milia waves a hoof as Prism heads back above deck.
<Jasmine> "SCHEEE! I TOLD YOU! I TOLLLLD YOU!" She shouts at Genie.
* Whisper throws both forehooves over his head. "WOOOO! THA'S SHOME FIREPOWER RIGH' THERE! AWESHOME!"
* Milia stays strong, as her threshold is easily surpassed by a ridiculous cacophany of explosive gunfire. "SEVENTEEN-" She amends quickly. "-NOT GETTING UP FOR ANYTHING LESS THAN SEVENTEEN MORE LOUD NOISES."
* Prism heads in at that, and looks at Genie, again blushing, but then addresses the situation.  "What in Celestia's name is going on in here?"
<Jack> (The boat catches fire. Not getting up for anything less than the divine will of Celestia :V)
<uSeaGM> Genie eye twitches.
<Jack> "Mistakes...things said...happened."
* Jasmine turns around and looks for the biggest, reddest button she can find in order to return fire on the imaginary threat. Those are usually the good kind, right?
<Jasmine> "ITSCH OKAY PRISCHM. I GOT THISCH I GOT THISCH
<Jasmine> "
* Jack might be a little drunk and unable to say quite properly what was going on.
* Whisper stumbles over to Prism and throws a forehoof over his shoulders. "Haayyy, Prishm, my new buddy! We're haffin a party an' Jack showed me thish great shtuff!" He offers his bottle of grog to Prism.
<Jack> "wait...Mistakes...happened...things said."
<uSeaGM> "THAT'S IT! OFF MY BRIDGE! NOW!"
<Jasmine> "Yuuur bridsch..? But... Im the capchn... Im the.."
* Prism refuses it.   He looks at Genie.   "Say the word, and I can stop this.  Or at least try to."
* Jasmine feels the top of her head, completely hatless.
* Jack takes the order at face value never argue with Genie is something like the third lesson he'd learned.
<Jasmine> "WHAT... WHATSCH GOING ON"
* Whisper looks hurt. "Aww, Prishm, why ya gotta be like tha'? I thought we wash friendsh?"
<Prism> "I don't drink."
<Jasmine> "THE ENEMY SCHTOOOLE MY HAT!"
<Prism> "Not good for a doctor to drink."
<uSeaGM> Genie starts head-shoving ponies, griffins, and ghouls out the door. Using plenty of horn. "Out out out!"
* Jack goes to deliever the hat to Blackbeard finally.
* Whisper beats a hasty retreat out the door. "Hey hey hey! No horn! Tha' hurtsh!"
* Prism scans the bridge, wondering just how much of a mess they made (unless he was among those shoved out.)
* Jasmine gets poked and prodded by a pointy protrusion from the pissed off pony. "OW. OW OW OWWWW..." she yelps as she gets kicked out of the bridge
* Prism was pushed out then.  Dejectedly, he goes back to his bunk.
* Jack seesk out the messhall and returns the hat to the proper Captain
* Jasmine stumbles around as she made her way back to the bunk area as well, falling all over the place as the boats rocking back and forth threw off her balance
* Whisper sits outside the bridge for a moment, not knowing what to do. He then smiles at his remaining grog. "Well, at least I shtill got you." He downs the little remaining grog before chucking the empty bottle overboard.
* Prism is back to moping about.  His smile was short-lived after all.
* Artifica sighs.  "Do we need to go do damage control?"
<uSeaGM> Prism's mop sends him on a circular route and he finds himself near the bridge again. He can hear the sound of crying from inside.
* Whisper staggers back down towards the bunk room.
* Artifica looks pleadingly to Milia, "Please say no."
* Jasmine bursts into the bunk room, falling flat on her face as the door gave way too easily
* Whisper bursts into the bunk room. "Hey ladiesh!" he calls merrily to Artifica and Milia.
* Milia raises her head to watch curiously as Jasmine stumbles about, making her grand entrance. "Well there's one of the troublemakers..." she mumbles to her marefriend. After a moment...she notices something missing.
<Whisper> *saunters, not bursts.
<Milia> "Jas, where's Mer-" she's cut off by a VERY drunk and decidedly swarthier than normal Whisper's drunken slrruing.  "Wow, you too, dude?"
<Milia> ((slurring*))
* Whisper looks confused "Me wha'?"
* Jack just leaves the hat with BlackBeard his silence pretty much telling the tale for him.
* Prism wonders how that happened.  He was heading back toward the bunk after all.
<uSeaGM> A giggling fire sprite pushes her glass of cider along the floor behind Jack.
* Milia looks back down to Artifica. She just lets out a quiet, anguished whimpering noise.
* Jack 's bad idea bears have full reign right now...he pours some of his grog into the glass for the spirit.
* Jasmine uses her talons to crawl up to Milia and Artificia "We're unjer attaccccck. They schtole my hat..... they FIRED on usch"
* Prism slowly heads toward the bridge, still sulking though.  He didn't really know what the crying was for.
* Whisper shakes his head. "Anyway, tha' Jack fella showed me shome great shtuff. I feel better than ever! Like takin' on tha' worl'! In fact, I'm gonna go shee if I can't fin' tha' pretty lil' mare I ran into earlier. I think we jus' got off on tha' wrong hoof." He gives a dumb grin before turning around and walking back out the door.
* Artifica blinks.  "Wait.... is the fire spirit... drunk?"  She looks at Milia in confusion.
<uSeaGM> Whisper nearly steps on a a semi-mobile glass of cider+ that's sliding around on the floor.
<Jack> "hey hey careful...I want to offers the fire gawds an offering of spirits."
* Whisper stumbles back a step from the glass. "Hey! Watch were yer goin', booze!"
* Jack is carefully pulling grog into the mobile glass.
<uSeaGM> "Youus watch where youuus going!"
* Whisper turns to Jack. "Hey, the booze shtarted it, na' me." He turns back to the glass. "You keep yer mouth shut, glass! Don' make me teach ya a lesson!"
<Jack> "Well yeahs...buts yoous bigger you shoulds knows better."
* Whisper turns back to Jack. "Anywaysh, you sheen a pretty lil' lady 'roun here, yellow coat, red mane? I needa see her to 'splain an accident earlier."
* Prism investigates.
* Milia takes a pillow and covers her head with it. If she didn't see it, it wasn't happening. She was PRETTY sure that's how reality worked. "Apparently everyone is. I didn't even know spirits could get drunk." she deadpans from underneath her Insanity-Proof-Barrier.
<uSeaGM> "Don'... don' don' make me come up there!"
* Artifica realizes the answer and snugs Milia in an attempt to comfort.
<Jack> "Yeash....she hangs arounds thes shoowers."
* Milia slides the pillow over Artifica's head too as they snuggle. She had to protect her marefriend no matter what. THEY COULD STILL MAKE THIS A TENDER MOMENT, DAMMIT.
* Jack carefully scoops up the firespirit. "You and me...we need liquor."
* Whisper takes a step back, alternating glares between Mercy and Jack. "Oh, I geddit. Youse two are in onnit tagether, huh? Well fine! I'll go fine 'er by myshelf!" He turns to leave, but stops when Jack mentions the mare. "Thanksh, Jack, I knew I cud count on yah, You wouldn' lemme down."
<Jack> "Just ah...don't tell her Jack sent ya...I'm in deep shaving creme with her."
* Whisper turns and walks unsteadily towards the showers, looking for the mare from before.
<uSeaGM> "Liquor? But I hardly know... him? What? How did beardy-black say itsh?" Mercy falls face first into the glass and seems quite happy until the cider/grog.
* Jasmine used up a ton of her energy on her drunken rampage, and that tends to turn one into the sleepy kind of drunk. She finds herself drifting off to sleep on the floor at the foot of Artificia and Milias bunk.
* Artifica nibbles on one of Milia's ears.
<uSeaGM> On the bridge, Genie is leaning on the wheel, crying into her hooves.
<Jack> "hardly know er too."
* Whisper weaves along the hall outside the showers. "Hallooo, miss...uh, mare from before? I jus' wanna 'splain some shtuff, tha's all."
* Prism decides to apologize then.   He steps forward and says.  "Sorry if I did something wrong."
<uSeaGM> Whisper spots her down an adjoining corridor, just as she turns a corner. He'll have to run to keep up.
* Whisper takes off as quickly as he can given his inebriated state. "Wait! I jus' wanna talk! It was jus' a mistake earlier is all!"
* Milia lets out a tiny yelp of pleasure as Artifica nips at one of her greatest weakspots! She slowly raises her head and observes the room...everypony was either passed out or gone again...so now /would/ be a good moment, she figured...
* Jack was neither but was applying liberal amounts of spirits to your spirit.
* Milia returns her full attention to Artifica, and begins to plant kisses all along the mare's muzzle. She slowly works her way down to her chest, tossing in the occasional gentle nip as well.
<uSeaGM> Genie looks up at the sound of the door opening and tries to wipe away her tears. "I just... I just want my dad back."
* Milia spends the next half hour or so having a (much needed) fun time with her marefriend. FINALLY. She doesn't even care if Jack and Mercy are around. A zebra gotta take what a zebra can get.
* Jack takes this time to enlighten the fire spirit on how mares can spark the flames of passion between each other.
* Prism wasn't good at this sort of thing, but he had sympathy for her.   He trots over to her and gives her a hug, since he couldn't find any words to do the same thing.
* Whisper continues drunkenly chasing the mare from before, trying to get close enough to talk to her.
* Jasmine wakes up groggily as the sensation of rain falling on her head. "Bluuh? How does it rain inside..."
<uSeaGM> "But den how doos they make the little horsess?"
<uSeaGM> When Whisper catches up the mare does not seem pleased to see him.
<Jack> "they aren't trying to make little horsies."
<Jack> "and...sometimes a doctor can help them."
* Whisper staggers to a halt. "Look, I jus' wanna 'splain wha' happened to ya. Shee, I'm na' a bad guy, it wash a mishtake, honesht."
<uSeaGM> "So... they can make little horsess if one is doctor?
<Jack> "...well...maybe? I am not sure what the doctor does for the two mares...It's been a long time."
<uSeaGM> The yellow and red mare surprisingly gives Whisper a chance to explain. Is isn't usally how this gag works...
<uSeaGM> MErcy nods a lot. "Two mares make horsess with doctor, got it."
<Whisper> "Look, shee, it was tha' shigns. They're all weerd an' stuff an' I never been onna boat before. I jus' walked in there by accident."
<Jack> "And that is how equestria was made."
* Jasmine falls asleep again. Still out of it from all the booze swimming in her head
<uSeaGM> Mercy has learned things.
* Jack continues imparting wisdom on the firespirit
<uSeaGM> Genie seems comforted by Prism's hug. "I'm sorry. You're all here to help. You meant well and I just shouted at you. And I... I didn't know being captain was so hard."
<Prism> "They were drunk and deserved it.  I was just collateral damage is all."
<Prism> "I was here to see what was going on and how to stop it, since they were aggravating ponies below deck."
<Prism> "So I think you did good...I just thought I did something wrong."
<uSeaGM> The mare nods and accepts Whisper's explaination, but she slips away as soon as she can. Still, he escaped being punched in the goolies!
* Whisper slumps a little. "Ah, I thought fer shure she'd wanna talk a lil'l more", he mutters. "Next time, I guess." He makes his way unsteadily back to the bunk room. Once there, he collapses into his bunk from before, not even bothering to take off his things.
* Milia hopes to every deity, both real AND fictional, she can think of that Whisper doesn't interrupt her and Artifica. When she notices him just plop unceremoniously onto his bunk, she breaths a small sigh of relief and goes back to what she was doing. Or, who, as it were.
<Jack> (She has been completely fine with her serving as an object lesson for Mercy :D)
<Prism> "And you didn't let me respond earlier, so um ---."  He returns Genie's earlier kiss with a kiss of his own on the cheek.
<uSeaGM> Genie blushes and looks away. Her tears have stopped. "I shouldn't keep you up. Thanks. For everything."
<Prism> "Thank you as well, for earlier.  I really needed some cheering up after what happened in town."   His smile returns, if only slightly and he heads down to the bunks once again.
<uSeaGM> With a *Fizzle* Strange Mercy rejoins Milila. "Hey hey hey heyheyehey."
* Prism gets in his bunk to go to sleep.
* Milia was, at that moment, laying next to her marefriend in a moment of post coital-bliss. She pulls back from Artifica and stares over at the drunken fire sprite. "What what what whatwhatwhat?" the zebra drones. Much of the pent up frustration she was feeling having drained from her body (some of it very literally.)
<uSeaGM> "S'okay s'okay s'okay, Jack 'splained evrything to me. E-hem:... If I said you had a beautiful body would you take your pants off and dance around a little?"
* uSeaGM gives voice to Jack
<uSeaGM> "And and... then we need a doctor. For the little horsess. It's verry impotent."
* Milia just looks at Mercy. There were not many things that could render her speechless...but this was one of them. Face fixed into a look of shock, she just slowly turns toward Jack. "...what the /hell/ did you tell her?!"
* Jack just grins from ear to ear.
<uSeaGM> **End of Session for Group 4**