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Tired and sleepy,
Tired and sleepy, you hop in to bed. Everything is perfect. Your favorite book (you just found it), some tea, and a hot waterbottle. What could be better on a wet, stormy night? You begin to realize your bed feels wet. Unaturally wet. Screaming, you discover that the whole bed has been spread with slime. And in that slime, there is a note.
Dearest CBer,
You are invited to the first and last voyage on the RMS Hamilton. We will be sailing across the ocean on a three week trip to France, where you will then get to buy a baguette, and go to the eiffel tower. RSVP in the old vingear bottle in the back of your cupboard.
- the captain
Unsure of what to do, you decide to sleep on it. Under the bed.
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I, Captain Oddball, wish for you to come on the RMS Hamilton's maiden voyage. CBers, AE's and Captchas are welcome. Please note that we will start out in the Seafare Hotel, after which we will board the ship. As mentioned in the note, we will be sailing to france, where we will then proceed to take a tour, ending up at the Marquis de Lafeyette's house.
Writer's Note
If you wish to join, please note what you will be bringing with you, and also if you would like a just in case cage for your CAPTCHA or AE. (Or both.)
There will be only twenty people allowed to join. Feel free to also make note of any Hamilton song you would like to be played, or a favorite character.
If you do not like Hamilton, we have one non-Hamilton room. It is also heavily sound proof.
As this is the maiden voyage, nothing is expected to go wrong.
Thank you, and please join!l
(There will also be a murderer, as there usually is with these things. And anybody who can guess who I am gets a raspberry or blueberry danish.)
submitted by The Oddball
(November 5, 2016 - 9:14 am)
(November 5, 2016 - 9:14 am)
I'm coming!
As I am currently supposed to be editing a paper about Jane Eyre (Who, sadly, is not French) I shall post what I'm brining later!
Luna says "prum" Plums? Please ride undulating monkeys? I don't even know anymore.
(November 7, 2016 - 3:57 pm)
Two spots left!
(November 7, 2016 - 6:32 pm)
Make that 4!!!!!!
(November 7, 2016 - 6:33 pm)
I forgot to add... I demand to be in the non Hamilton room! And my AEs, too.
I think you sounded rude and bossy.
Fine. Please (which is a nice way to say DO IT!) put me in the soundproof room.
Just kidding! Well, I still want to be in the soundproof room, but I was just being dramatic above. Lol.
(November 7, 2016 - 9:30 pm)
Coming! But by my self of course
(November 8, 2016 - 9:50 am)
I'll join! With Brian, Ellak, and Cardinal. Ellak and I request to be in the non-Hamilton room, but Brian would like to be in a Hamilton room. Cardinal will stay with me. She likes to perch on my shoulder. If you need more info, just ask!
I will bring:
earphones
ipod
violin case stuffed with euros (money from Europe)
clothes
toiletries
silver sword studded with emeralds on the hilt
silver shield with a red dragon on it
dog toys
a light saber
a bow and 50 arrows
a lasso
a pen that you can never lose, and also never runs out of ink
My collection of writing journals
my diary
a rubber band that you can shoot, and then it materializes back into your pocket, kind of like riptide
A bottle of unlimited lemonade
a magical backpack that I can put all my stuff in, and there's still room left over
a hat that can summon anything I've forgotten.
Cardinal is bringing:
a dish of birdseed that never disappears
a small mirror
her book of annoying songs
Ellak is bringing:
himself
an oil can, for if he gets rusty joints.
Brian is bringing:
a short iron sword
dinner jacket
deck of cards
poker chips
coins
magic tricks
clothes
toiletries
P.S. Cardinal says "badd". Yep, this is a bad trip. I'm pretty sure people are going to die.
(November 8, 2016 - 2:00 pm)
(November 8, 2016 - 6:35 pm)
COMINGCOMINGCOMING!!!!! A Hamilton ski lodge!!!! Yaaaayyyy!!!!!
I'm bringing:
The entire Hamilton soundtrack
Hamilton: The Revolution
Alexander Hamilton by Ron Chernow
My Schuyler sisters shirt
The two songs released on the Hamilton Mixtape
Cookies
A lemonade-gummy bear casserole with splubbled quitzes
My CAPTCHA, Charles
My AE, Stan
I request that ALL songs be played!!!!!!! And I would like to play Burr or Angelica.
(November 9, 2016 - 7:55 pm)
Anyways, I am going to Washington D.C. for two days, so today (I am on a bus) I will probably not be able to post.
Passengers:
Abigail S.
Hobbes
Leafpool
Arwen
Jarnen
Hazel
Serene
Kestrel
Fia
Gossamer
Icy
The Artist
Spirit-Rain
Mystery
Darth Daisy (non hamilton room)
Beth (Non hamilton room)
Bolten (non hamilton room)
Booksy Owl
Wordsy
Rosebud
Sam
Gared (non hamilton room)
Autumn Leaves (Is Luna coming?)
Raven
Kate-the-great (non hamilton room)
Brian
Ellak (non hamilton room)
Cardinal (with Kate)
The Riddler (This is a boat, but the same concept anyway)
Charles
Stan
If I missed you, please tell me!
(November 11, 2016 - 8:21 am)
Wordsy and I would like to be in the non-Hamilton room, please.
(November 12, 2016 - 4:22 pm)
Day 0
The Hotel
Kate-the-Great walked into the hotel. A bucket of worms promptly dumped on to her. Kate sighed. This was going to be a long trip. Gared laughed, brandishing a pen. Ink flew everywhere, landing on Booksy Owl, who was trying to read. Wordsy laughed, and suddenly Booksy started thinking about asking for a cage.
Just then, Captain Oddball appeared. Darth Daisy snickered at the Captains's long, twig-infested beard, nearly earning a vingear pie. "Hello, travelers! Tomorrow we will be leaving port, sailing across the sea. If you read the brochure, great! If not, too bad!..." At this, the captain trailed off. Booksy seemed to be turning blue, her tongue hanging out of her mouth. It was black with ink from Gared's pen.
A nearby clerk handed Booksy Owl a bottle labeled "antidotes". The murderer inwardly frowned. This was going to be harder than they thought.
Murder:0
Other Guests:1
(November 12, 2016 - 4:45 pm)
Cool!
(November 13, 2016 - 1:24 pm)
Gared is not the murderer-or is he? (probably not.)
Day 1 (part a)
Abigail S. and Leafpool talked quietly as they walked around the deck of the ship. They were patiently waiting for room assignments. Captain Oddball had already given a tour of the ship, and most everybody else had fallen asleep on the many benches.
The night before, the AEs had filled the night with pillow fights, pranks, and noise. Blasting Hamilton, spray painting CBers, and eating too much sugar had only been a few of the problems. Wordsy was the only one who behaved, because Booksy Owl was considering a cage.
At last, room assignments were posted. Captain Oddball had been questioning who should go together, so it took longer than expected.
Room A
Autumn Leaves
Booksy Owl
Leafpool
Abigail S.
Charles
Room B
Brian
Stan
Raven
The Artist
Icy
Room C
Spirit-Rain
Hobbes
Rosebud
Kestrel
The Riddler
Room 9592
Arwen
Wordsy
Charles
Sam
Jarnen
Room ?
Mystery
Fia
Gossamer
Hazel
Serene
Non-Hamilton Room
Gared
Darth Daisy
Beth
Bolton
Kate the Great
Ellak
Cardinal
After seeing this, the CBers, AEs, and Captchas proceeded to their room. Suddenly a loud booming sound rocketed through the ship. Bolton, Brian and Fia grinned sheepishly. The had knocked over a filing cabinent that was there for no good reason.
Then, the Captain annouced that if anybody wished, a choclate fountain, mozzerela nachos, and tasty pasteries would be avalible for anybody.
The murderer smiled. Perfect.
(November 13, 2016 - 5:14 pm)
I would like to request that Wordsy and I be moved to the non-Hamilton room if possible, please.
(November 14, 2016 - 8:03 pm)
Day 1 (part b)
Somehow, the Captain magically saw Booksy Owly's request. She and Wordsy were moved.
The killer quickly crept into the snack room. They injected poison into a ripe, lucious strawberry. What a pity. It looked so good, red, juicy, tart and sweet.
Soon, all the CBers were in the room. Spirit-Rain daintly ate, while Stan, Brian, Charles, Booksy and Icy shoveled food into their mouths. Stan noticed a red lucious strawberry just as Cardinal was about to eat it. He snatched it out of reach,and with a haughty "Too slow!", ate it. He turned green. The Riddler screamed. Kate sobbed, hugging Cardinal to her chest.
Stan let out one, almighty, burp. Then he was dead.
A few hours later, at about lunchtime, the captain said a nice sentiment about Stan, and thanked grace for keeping Cardinal safe. Then he hummed "zippedy doo-dah" and munched on some spaghetti, making all the living CBers wonder if he was sane.
The AEs mourned the loss of their friend for about an hour, but some mourned a lot longer than most. All the CBers comforted The Riddler. And then everbody went to their rooms and wondered, was this an accident? Or was intentional?
Gared quickly went back to writing for NaNoWriMo. Booksy and Wordsy repacked and moved. Then unpacked.
The murderer smiled. It was all too easy.
(November 15, 2016 - 5:15 pm)