Sorry for taking so long with the next day, everyone. *growls at mountainloads of schoolwork* I hope Day 2 is good enough to make up for the wait!

NOTE: I try my best to include everyone in each day, but it gets hard to keep track. If I haven't mentioned you two days in a row, say so and I will try to give you a biggish part in the next one. 

Some are born great, some have greatness thrust into their hands by that random dude next door, and some aren't great at all. In fact, quite a large percent of the general population aren't great (in the usual sense of the word, which seems to have something to do with being famous and wealthy and useful to the expansion of the human race). I, however, being The Ominous, am not in the general population. Neither are my ships or my passengers. I'll leave you with that cryptic message to hurt your brain while you read RMS Tiny's account of the second day of her maiden voyage…

-The Ominous

Day 2, Ship's Log 

6 am – Everyone aboard (except for George, who sleeps like a log. A friendly-looking and very sleepy log.) was awoken by a loud quacking noise. This turned out to be coming from a loud and disgruntled sheep who was wandering the corridors and wondering if any of the furniture tasted like grass. One particular sofa that has a habit of getting up and briskly jogging somewhere else whenever it feels like a change of scenery did, in fact, taste somewhat like the green stuff that grows from the ground, but that might just have been because the sofa was green. Apparently, the sheep had been forced from its usual place of residence by a horde of Captchas.

Those small, furry little creatures had been hiding all night in the sheep's home, and the sheep had finally decided to do something about it by going somewhere else. The only problem is that the sheep had no idea where somewhere else actually was.

The sheep first walked by Everinne's room, but Everinne was already awake, running around her room in circles being chased by a particularly nasty orc. The sheep poked her head in and quacked at the orc, which promptly disappeared. While Everinne stared in amazement at the sheep, a bunch of characters from Lord of The Rings snuck out of the book and down the hall.

"I have a cold." the sheep said, as if that was some sort of explanation, and she quacked again. There was no grass in Everinne's room, so the sheep wandered out again. Everinne raced after it and caught up with it just as it quacked an extremely loud quack outside the doors of Indigo's room, Forrest's room, and Brookeira's room, which were all beside each other. On the other side of the corridor were Danie's room, Winter Firefly's room, Squeak's room, and Captainread's room. I love making things fun for people by rearranging rooms in the night! Anyways, everyone in those rooms, and all the other rooms that I put a little farther down the hall, woke up.

John F.Q. ran out of his room, carrying a large box with the label "Pandora's Box. DO NOT OPEN." Seeing everyone gathered in the hallway in their pajamas rubbing their eyes, brushing their hair, and strumming a banjo, he promptly dumped the box in the nearest trash can, which happened to have a teleport to his room. Then he grinned, grabbed the banjo, and threw it at the ceiling, where it disloodged one of the icecream tubs that Glennis had fixed to the ceiling. The banjo and the icecream exploded in a fit of green powder and, predictably, splattered onto Forrest.

The sheep suddenly caught sight of Forrest's now bright green hair, and leapt at her, quacking wildly. After a brief scuffle, everyone was suddenly wearing bright purple and red polka-dotted tuxedos and straw hats, and the sheep had turned into a penguin. No longer hungry for Forrest's hair, which had apparently looked like grass, it waddled away to find some tuna, baaing rather subduedly.

Aldo peeked round the corner, and then came fully into view, wearing a silver-buttoned suit that reminded Indigo of Elvis Presley. He was carrying a platter of wafer-thin crepes, and he politely offered them to the CBers. "It seems that the Infinite Improbability Drive had a glitch, and it got confused when I rebooted it. You're lucky you aren't chesterfields, or penguins, like that poor sheep who woke you up!"

Everyone nodded wisely, and they all rushed to grab a crepe. Inside every crepe was a slice of lemon, and engraved on the slice of lemon were some words. Aldo cleared his throat. "These are my original fortune-lemony-crepes! There is a fortune on each lemon!" Everyone read their lemons:

John F.Q.'s said: "Cabbages, cabbages, cabbages, potatoes."

Maplesyrup's said: "Look up!" she looked up. Nothing happened. Maplesyrup turned over her lemon, and the other side read: "Haha! Made you look!"

Air's said: "Beware of bright red, and watch out for you head!" Air shrugged. "What does that mean?" He shrugged, and tossed it into the nearest trash can, which happened to have a teleport inside it…

Curio's said: "Curiouser and curiouser. Alice thought the Mad hatter needed a better bow-tie."

Magic's said: "You need a helicopter, don't you? Well, I'm afraid that Wednesday has been cancelled due to a scheduling error."

Bookbug's said: "Placing a bookmark in a book is like placing a dagger in a person. They can't wait for you to return and pull it back out." She shivered and hid the lemon in her pocket.

Everyone's lemon had something absolutely ridiculous on it, but I unfortunately don't have time to list them all here.

Suddenly, Glennis appeared with a duster, and rushed around the room, dusting everyone so hard that by the time she had rushed out of the room again, the purple and red polka-dotted tuxedos had been dusted off, and everyone was wearing their normal clothes. Apparently, Aldo's normal clothes are silver-buttoned suits that remind people of Elvis Presley.

11 am – Several hours after the sheep fiasco, George had finally woken up, and he was showing the CBers (well, most of the CBers. The others were in the kitchen helping Aldo and Glennis pry a fictional Gollum off a very shiny dishwasher. He was clinging to the dishwasher's handle and shrieking, "Gollum! Gollum! My precious! My only dishwasher! Gollum! Smeagol wantses clean dishes!"), well anyways, George was showing most of the CBers the Seven Wonders Of The RMS Tiny.

The first wonder was a life-size model of the Eiffel Tower made from cream pies. Squeak thought it was a good thing that Brookeira had locked up MP for the day. 

The second wonder was a life-size model of a pyramid made from strawberry pies. Winter Firefly disagreed with Squeak, and wondered if she should take MP's place for the time being. She had never thrown a pie before, you know! 

The third wonder was a life-size model of the Taj Mahal, made from blueberry-and-apple pies. Danie grabbed one of the pies and offered it to BookWizard before trying an experimental throw at Squeak. It missed and hit George, who was very angry for a few minutes.

The fourth wonder was an almost-life-size model of The Great Wall of China made from photographs of the earth from the moon, none of them showing the Great Wall of China. Winter firefly convinced Brookeira that she should have let MP take over, but now they had missed their chance for pie throwing. 

The fifth wonder was a small empty closet, painted entirely white. It disappointed everyone, even George, who had expected it. 

There is no sixth wonder. And the seventh wonder is a picture of a small tv stuck on top of the Eiffel Tower, which George said explained why there was no tv on the ship. That tv shown in the picture was dropped over my side by Glennis, who used to be very clumsy, and then the tv got stuck to the top of the Eiffel Tower. Everyone below the Eiffel Tower saw the tv fall, and since the tv at that time was playing a movie about whales, the screen was blue. "It's a sign! We must all buy Blu-Ray!" they all yelled, and they ran for the stores, trampling an innocent store-clerk who grew up to become a not-so-innocent lawyer who then sued The Ominous. The stores were all sold out when George went to buy a new tv, so that's that.

By the time George finished explaining all this, Gollum had been locked up in my basement (where there are many secret passageways, along with a whole lot of junk from the coat pockets of various people, including Shakespeare, who didn't have coat pockets), and they all had a "light" lunch. This lunch consisted of a huge bath-tub of peach icecream, a personal pie in the face from MP (who had managed to distract Brookeira for a moment) for everyone, and a giant cake that later turned out to have once been a life-size model of the London Eye, made from chocolate pies. Just a small meal!

End Of Ship's Log For Day 2 

The sheep thing was hilarious, as is pretty much everything else that goes on on this ship!

TOP!

TOPTOPTOP!!!

NOOOOO MY HAIR!!!!!! You wouldn't belive how creepy Gollum is in real life ( shudders) but the basement is even worse if that can be. I think I can still hear Gollum. (In the distance, Myyyyy  precccciouss want ze disheeeees precccious) end of personal diary day 2

I was walkin'  to the library, to get some books, ya know, but I must have taken

a wrong turn somewhere, because -*Blue Poof that freezes EVERYTHING*- Hiya

it's me Blaster, 'cause, she let me into my body here, I just happened, to end

up in the basement, with Gollom, (We had a long talk about jewelry), 'cause I just

happened to knock Gorge -who I didn't stalk all day…- and just happened, to

not steal his key, that I just happened to tried opening the door with, and

succeeded, and just happened to make a set of keys just like every one on his

key ring, which I gave to Gollom for a -er- shipwarming  gift, and just happened to

find the library, and give Winter the ability to control our body. -*Blue Poof that

unfreezes EVERYTHING*- Penguins, couch, laptop, stapler, orange. Hi! You're

back, or I'm back. Whatever, anyway, hello, it's me, Winter, so then I went to the library,
and the strangest thing happened, I saw my NanoNovel, COMPLETELY
WRITTEN!!! So I read it, and it was perfect! So, naturally I smuggle it to
my room (which I have no clue how by the way, it was, 300,000 pages!
Yesssss!). As soon as I started reading it, my charries started coming
out of the book!!! Gracen and Valeareazax were having a fight, "Well I
thought you did…" yeah don't want to get into that… Soooo 'night
diary! 

Fluffy says: ugny. I don't even know…

GAH!!!!!!!!!! Been Meaning to post here!!!!!!!!

By the way, I meant to give you this, Ominous. I don't know what to call it yet, but here it is (thaes out silvery remote in the shape of a O.)

This green button here gives the Masked Piester a VERY strong urge to throw a pie in EVERYBODY ON THE SHIP'S FACE MULTIPLE TIMES!!!!!!!!!!!!!! INCLUDING HIS OWN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

This blue one shoots rotten fish covered in spoiled milk into everyone's face to attempt to poke people's eyes out and slap their cheeks.

The purple one does both at the same time.

I really hope it works. 

~Curio~

Dinner time.

And you know what that means, right?

Good. I thought you did. Of course it means all-out chaos! Not for the first time, and it won't be the last!

I have taken a shower to wash off such things as pie filling, pseudo-apple juice, and stray scraps of straw. Now dressed again, I am rather surprised to see a paper airplane come whizzing into my room as if one of the dragons on the wallpaper had coughed it up. I unfold it, to reveal a note:

"You are expected at dinner in the Great Lounge of Cardboard Insanity at six o'clock. If you try to eat the chocolate herrings, please be prepared for several green elephants and all manner of argyle clothing to appear out of nowhere.

You have been warned.

-The Ominous" 

I poke my head out the door to see if anyone else got a similar note. Apparently CaptainRead, Amy L., and Brookeira had the same idea! Only Brookeira is poking her head out of MapleSyurp's room. And…wait a sec, is that an iguana in a birthday hat? Relieving itself all over my dragon-themed upholstery?! Suddenly the entire room is doused in an ethereal multicolored fluid I recognize as Improbability. When I stop seeing spots from the conundrum of colors, the iguana is gone, my room has been redecorated in blue dragons (instead of red ones), and all the iguana's…ah…"business" is glowing bright pink. I turn my attention back out the door, only to be nearly decapitated by a flying Snuggles. I notice Brookeira's head sticking out of Bookbug's room, which is odd since I never saw her leave Maple's. 

Quite abruptly, a loud bonging noise resounds throughout the Tiny. Everyone rushes out of their rooms, picking arbitrary directions to run in the desperate hope of getting to the Great Lounge of Cardboard Insanity before the clock (wherever the clock may be) finishes striking six. I dash down hallways, around corners, past the Captchas' door, up an escalator marked "DOWN," down something very much like a playground slide, and through a pentagonal door…only to appear, breathing hard, in the Lounge! At exactly the same moment as all the other CBers! Doors line the huge, oblong room. Every single one has a person in front of it. There are the CBers, plus The Ominous, Glennis (holding a vacuum cleaner upside-down and grinning maniacally), and Aldo, carrying out two large platters heaped high with food. 

I look around, wondering where there is to sit. For there is no furniture, per se, in the Great Lounge of Cardboard Insanity. Instead, the room is littered with constructions, contraptions, and contrivations, much resembling modern sculpture, all of which are made of corrugated cardboard. I finally realize how Brookeira was able to be so noncontinuous earlier; she's carrying a staff, runescribed and capped with a crystalline diamond, that glows a faint ice blue. I find a cardboard something that could actually be comfortable, and settle down in it. The Ominous obviously doesn't mind. Most of the other CBers, as well as he himself, are doing it as well. 

Dinner is an understandably chaotic affair. Squeak has been transformed into a rainbow unicorn (at least I think it's Squeak), and is disgruntledly eating chocolate-covered carrots. Maple has the tallest stack of pancakes I've ever seen, and is consuming them with gusto. A full-on Mountain Dew fight is going on between Indigo, John F.Q., Danie, and Winter Firefly, who has unexpectedly morphed into the Blaster. George is having his work cut out for him, trying to physically hold Bookbug and Everinne back from running to the library with their food. Brookeira and Magic Dragon are comparing spells over matching bowls of medieval-style beef stew. Interested, I decide to join them, wishing I had something magical to offer myself. Oh, wait, I do! Really, how could I forget? There's another dragon in the discussion already, but every dragon's magic is different. (And besides, I do a terrific arcane sight.)

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I lay under the table, prep talking my fellow soilders.

"WE ARE FIGHTERS. WE ARE PIE-THROWERS. WE LOVE MOUNTAIN DEW! WE MUST FIGHT FOR WHAT'S RIGHT! TOS MUST WIN! WE MUST DESTROY THE ENEMY, AND BRING BACK MOUNTAIN DEWWW! WHO'S WITH ME?" All my soilders raise their hands and say, "THIS IS OUR SODAAA!" We charge out of the table, throwing pies at the cook and kicking chairs. "WINTER, JUMP ON MD! MP, THROW PIES AT CD! INDIGO, JUMP ONTO GEORGE! WE MUST HAVE THE MOUNTAIN DEWW!" I screech. Squeak neighs and kicks chocolate carrots at me. "YOU TRAITOR, SQUEAK!" I scream once more.

"I NEED REVENGE!" Squeak snorts.