DELACROIX to VOID: 16-04-???? re: Failures

Soldier, I wonder every night eef you 'ave succeeded in destroying zhat monster. I know eet was already too late for zhe ship, and even though I was never able to see you face to face... Who were you. Which one of zhose irritating jarheads were you? Did even you remember? I 'eard zhe audio recording from Janice's assistant... SHODAN stole your memories from you, to make you 'er pawn. I'm sorry. I'm sorry zhat you were alone, from zhe moment you woke up once more. What attachment could you 'ave had to zhe ship? Zhat is what she wanted, so zhat you would worship her. [A long shaky sigh.] Even I considered 'er a friend, in the face of my terrors. Something should 'ave been done differently, but I failed. I failed zhe ship and all those aboard 'er.

[There's a long quiet.]

I need a drink.

( [ PRIVATE RECORDING // 78% encrypted but hackable with effort ] )




You know, it's somewhat cruel when you're already enduring being tossed off a sinking boat to then become piecemeal for creatures in the depths of the ocean. I'm fairly certain even movies about sinking cruise lines didn't include the part where victims then become a feast for sharks - or shark like monsters in any case. Has anyone ever been out far enough to the ocean to see what sort of marine life we have? I've been to the beach before in the City but have never really seen an account for beasties that might be lurking about. It might be worth the research if we've any sorts for it.

Or a fishing trip, plus a few harpoons and explosives.

I thought we were supposed to lose our heartbeat when we revived after a death, as well, but maybe it's far more varied than I initially thought.

[ Pause. ]

That said, might've anyone ever considered trading with the deities to be granted immunity to their games? Then again - if every citizen was immune, I doubt they'd have much fun for it, assuming they are the ones in fact causing it.

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Do you have one of those whatchamathingits?


[ooc: This was supposed to be a private message to Chekov, but I'm the City is mean and made it a public post instead.]

[Video]
[Curt's eyes are a bit bloodshot and he's just...talking even more slowly and more vaguely than normal.]

So...I know a lot of people died last night...me too...but look. Can we all just take a second...because I think everyone should take a moment to focus on the fact that I played the viola. 'Cause, man, that was just totally weird.

Also, why don't I have any cookies? Like...the ones with all the m&ms on them. Those would be really colorful.

[ Howard may start off the evening in the first class areas, dining on the best food and drinking the most expensive wine, but too much of the false conversation, putting on airs and graces, it wears itself thin, and as rich and successful as he might be, he can only take so much. However, while he is there, he does mingle, for a time, if anyone should feel the need to speak with him.

He escapes, though, finds fresh air on the top deck where he starts his exploration of the ship, going down one level at a time, slipping passed watchful eyes unnoticed or charming his way on when spotted, entering room after room, many of which he knows he's not supposed to venture into. But he's curious, impressed by the ship, the biggest and best of its time, unsinkable, or so they say. Of course he wants to see as much of it as possible, see how it ticks, and he may be many things, but Howard Stark isn't afraid to drop down to second class or even lower to the unthinkable class amongst his own, so if he crosses your path then feel free to stop and chat.

Later in the evening he comes to find himself helping women and children to safety, not doing a great job of it, but his heart is in the right place, which surprises even himself, as many claim him to be as cold as the machines he creates. He eventually gives up his seat on a lifeboat and puts two small children in his place. He's injured as the boat tries to pull him under with it, freezes to death before he's given the chance to drown. ]


[ OOC: Backdating due to having the flu over the weekend. Anyone who wants to bump into him, wherever they may be, is more than welcome to do so. ]