a very eventful evening happens. followed by an equally eventful morning. as thorns is not present for any of it, he will just have to play detective if he chooses to. all he'll know when he wakes up is that elysium is not there, and for whatever reason there is a still steaming baked potato on his desk.
there are people who look spooked… scared out of their wits. they shuffle along and mind their own business, but there is a crew member who runs straight at thorns and says they need to find an exorcist, stat, followed by an aghast glance at thorns' potato.
did he ask for permission before getting that potato? did he? ]
[ elysium is going to be so sad when he hears about this. that was thorns' breakfast he lovingly made for him… :(
but thorns can eventually come across people muttering that they will never steal from the pantry again while writing lines. and if they need to get work done, they will do it themselves or ask for help when they need it.
thorns may note that they're covered in sparkles and confetti. is there a more humiliating fate for a grizzled pirate? no… ]
[ it's the same person thorns told about offering the ghost potatoes. he says, a little fearfully, that he needed help with a job but did not have any on him. so, he took one from the pantry… who would notice a singular potato? probably no one.
but then, other people had the same idea and so that singular potato turned into multiple potatoes. they woke up in the morning to the furniture in their room shifted a few pixels and to being hit with a face full of confetti when they tried to leave.
so basically, thorns started this potato heist. he has no one to blame but himself. ]
a random crew member who has seemingly not gotten involved in this whatsoever until now delivers another baked potato to him for lunch. what does he do. ]
[ they explain they just found it on their workstation when they turned around to do something else. there was a scary note saying to deliver this to the captain or they'll face consequences.
it's such a bizarre thing to come across and normally he wouldn't give it any weight, but weird things have been happening aboard the ship anyway that he felt compelled to follow its orders.
[ the first potato was also good but thorns let it die a tragic death. and to answer thorns' question: the power of knowing reirin.
and they should only be scared if the potatoes are unethically sourced… the word of god is whoever is in charge of meals and if anyone is caught sneaking things again, they will have to answer to their kindly neighbourhood friend. the potatoes did nothing wrong!!!!! ]
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thorns watches him go, and then he turns around and makes his way back to his room. ]
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a very eventful evening happens. followed by an equally eventful morning. as thorns is not present for any of it, he will just have to play detective if he chooses to. all he'll know when he wakes up is that elysium is not there, and for whatever reason there is a still steaming baked potato on his desk.
okay. ]
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he picks up this potato and exits his room in confusion... is anyone talking about anything in particular... ]
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there are people who look spooked… scared out of their wits. they shuffle along and mind their own business, but there is a crew member who runs straight at thorns and says they need to find an exorcist, stat, followed by an aghast glance at thorns' potato.
did he ask for permission before getting that potato? did he? ]
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thorns just holds onto this potato more tightly, still wondering what the hell happened here. ]
Someone gave me this.
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he attempts to save his captain's life(?) by smacking it out of his hands. ]
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thorns watches it fall to the ground. someone else grabs it and rushes to get rid of it, mumbling a prayer as they go.
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okay. thorns thanks them for their service and keeps walking. ]
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but thorns can eventually come across people muttering that they will never steal from the pantry again while writing lines. and if they need to get work done, they will do it themselves or ask for help when they need it.
thorns may note that they're covered in sparkles and confetti. is there a more humiliating fate for a grizzled pirate? no… ]
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thorns just walks up to one. ]
What happened?
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but then, other people had the same idea and so that singular potato turned into multiple potatoes. they woke up in the morning to the furniture in their room shifted a few pixels and to being hit with a face full of confetti when they tried to leave.
so basically, thorns started this potato heist. he has no one to blame but himself. ]
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okay. thorns just leaves and he is forced to start doing his job with this info. he does not know what to do about it. help him. ]
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a random crew member who has seemingly not gotten involved in this whatsoever until now delivers another baked potato to him for lunch. what does he do. ]
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[ he follows after them... ]
Where did you get this?
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it's such a bizarre thing to come across and normally he wouldn't give it any weight, but weird things have been happening aboard the ship anyway that he felt compelled to follow its orders.
is he dismissed yet? he wants to be dismissed… ]
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he goes to man the helm as he eats this fuckin potato. what else is he supposed to do. he'll k word elysium later. ]
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🥺… ]
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he's still going to k word him because now everyone is scared of potatoes and thorns has to deal with that. ]
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and they should only be scared if the potatoes are unethically sourced… the word of god is whoever is in charge of meals and if anyone is caught sneaking things again, they will have to answer to their kindly neighbourhood friend. the potatoes did nothing wrong!!!!! ]
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well. eventually it'll come time to when they are supposed to meet up, so thorns will head there. he has so many questions to ask. ]
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he shows up to the meeting spot looking incredibly eepy and practically swaying as he bumps into place next to thorns. ]
Hi. How'd your day go?
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he places his hands on his shoulders. ]
You're going to bed.
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[ whines. ]
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[ he stares at him knowingly... ]
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[ closes his eyes!! asks this so innocently!!! ]
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[ he just stares at elysium. ]
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