"Hey. We have plenty of stuff here. DIG IN!!"

"Hey. We have plenty of stuff here. DIG IN!!"
Banner made by Laïka | "Center, I have that little f... FOKKER in sight!"
William began eating his breakfast, enjoying the meal quite a lot.
"My compliments to the chef." He said before taking another bite.
(I vote that at some point we do a time skip. Maybe in a bit we skip to when the ship enters the fog?)

OOC: That won't happen. Boats gonna go into the fog tomorrow in RP time.
Banner made by Laïka | "Center, I have that little f... FOKKER in sight!"
OOC: How fast we do something probably depends on how many people are on at a time.
I never have to worry about life any more. I know where life lives and I have combustible lemons.
The clock lies to you.
War between two powerful opposing forces? Make it a three-way. It'll be fun.
There is a fine line between genius and insanity. Beware the blind and the sight-impaired.

OOC: Yeah. Since most of you aren't on, it's really slow.
Banner made by Laïka | "Center, I have that little f... FOKKER in sight!"

"Thanks."
Freya went to skulk into the corner as she normally would, but she decided instead that she would make a change by now. She was going to a new place, she was going to make new friends. Maybe she should start now. She sat down with everyone else instead, although somewhat shrinking in toward herself.
Akatora turned blearily towards her. "Good mornin'."
I never have to worry about life any more. I know where life lives and I have combustible lemons.
The clock lies to you.
War between two powerful opposing forces? Make it a three-way. It'll be fun.
There is a fine line between genius and insanity. Beware the blind and the sight-impaired.
Hilda had gone out of hiding, but in Lilligant form. She liked Lilligant; she changed into one regularly.

Banner made by Laïka | "Center, I have that little f... FOKKER in sight!"

"Yeah, it is. Morning."
Freya didn't find there to actually be anything notable about it being the morning. Same crap, different day.
OOC: I have returned!
"Well, I'm gonna start to work."
I never have to worry about life any more. I know where life lives and I have combustible lemons.
The clock lies to you.
War between two powerful opposing forces? Make it a three-way. It'll be fun.
There is a fine line between genius and insanity. Beware the blind and the sight-impaired.
(Maybe I can go in and out freely. You never know.)
Hilda danced around.
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