forum Crystalline Pirates: Protectors of the Island (Closed! You can stalk though.)

Started June 19, 2018 by @ShadeStar

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Cicada sat at her desk running her hands through her hair, "I personally think we should either throw him over board or kick him from the crew. However I want your opinions. I'm probably just overreacting anyways.

“Has he done this before? And when did he join? I can’t remember” river asked sitting in the floor

(I interrupt this very tense session to bring you https://pin.it/la4e4s5e574gru)

"He joined just before returning to Crystalline. He's done certain, things, but nothing to this level," Cicada sighed.

“Maybe keep him on board and give him the worst jobs. Don’t let him off the ship where ever we go and only talk to him when you have a new duty.” She suggested

Meanwhile, Josiah picked at the threads in his sweaters, listening to the ruckus below. Apparently, Houston had just gotten shouted yet. And then, a bang…something had probably been flipped. Well, he wasn't involved in this, but he couldn't go back to his crystal recluse with all the stress, so he sat quietly up in his nest, waiting for interesting things to happen.

Cicada nodded, "Sounds like a plan. I'll include isolation unless he is talking to me or you to get orders. It'll last until he proves himself worthy again."

“That’s a good idea. Leave him today and start tomorrow.” She said

Twilight crept over the ship, and Houston had cried himself to sleep in no time. Even his pets had slithered to a shady recluse.
In Houston's dream, he was the only one on the ship. No Cicada. No River. No Adira. No Zoe, no Josiah, no one. He got up, Ivory twirled around his hand, from the dream-bed and looked off of the deck. Back on land - of the Ruby kingdom, he noticed - the rest of the crew were there, having fun, dancing, drinking, talking, laughing together. Houston cried out to them, but hey either didn't hear him or didn't notice. As hard as he looked, he couldn't find the plank to get down. Slumped against the railing, he sobbed. They didn't care about him anymore.
And then he woke up, bright light shining in the porthole.

(No I'm here and it seems shade isn't on.

SO SAY HI YOUR NEW BOSS.)

Zoe was the earliest one to wake up since it was actually really early. She didn't bother changing into her outfit as she stood against the railing, looking out to the sea in her pajamas and bed hair as she watched the sky change from star to sun.

Houston didn't want to come out, even for breakfast, he was so full of shame. He buried his head in his hands and pulled out leftover cake from his birthday, a week ago. Yes, that sounded good, he'd have cake for breakfast.

(6 pages in 6 hours. Hoomands, REALLLY?)
Riseley was pacing on deck, sketching the sunrise

(Ello
Josiah?)

(okay)
Josiah woke up to a throbbing in his ribcage. He didn't know what had happened. He sat up, and it burned.

Riseley finished their drawing and went down to their cabin to put away their art supplies

Zoe decided to go to the kitchen and make breakfest since no one else would. The mood had been depressing ever since the fight started.

Riseley went back down to the kitchen, again, attempting to perfect their mother's French toast recipe. Everyone had looked depressed since the mission finished, maybe food will cheer them up.
(In other words, get them to meet up so things happen)

Zoe took some of Riseley's ingrediants and put it in her's "Thanks." After a few minutes, Zoe felt so proud that her food actually smelled and tasted good. "Yes!"

"No problem" they said, "I go teach you other dishes too, if you like."

"Um no thanks, its not like I'm going to get better anyway " Zoe replied. Josiah never came down for breakfast so she figured she would bring it to him. Zoe took a plate and went to the crow's nest.

Riseley shrugged and stayed in the kitchen. They're sure a bit more milk would make it perfect.

(Since I figure it may be useful. Ship blueprints! The name on it is not the actual name.)

(…Literally burned…?
Ooookay…
Well…)

Brooke returned from the unburned part of Onyx and dashed up to her room. She had been getting supplies for Onyx, her cat, and was only now getting back. It has taken longer than she had expected to get everything she had wanted to, and she hadn't even been able to get it all.

(Yeah, literally burned.)

Cicada let out a sigh. Ruby walked up to her and she scratched the cat between the ears to get the cat purring. Ruby did and Cicada side grinned, today was the day Houston's solitude began. She felt a little bad, but it needed to be done.