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[ruethepollywog]

[After spending a few days resting from his arrival, Rue finally decides to explore the boat. Opening the door to his room, on deck 6; the doll looks around.]

Wow... This can't be a ship. It has to be an magician's atelier.

[The previous ateliers Rue was inside always had some monsters. He couldn't help but to be cautious, even though the information he received over the relic -- well communicator. The doll decided to transform in to a Pollywog (which is a giant yellow tadpole with a purple tail fin) to float about the ground and wiggle around the boat.]

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[faeriexprincess.livejournal.com]

[Having woken from some sort of deep sleep (or so she assumed) after a month, Amaria was stiff and bored and hence wandering around random decks to get herself reacquainted with the ship. Parts... really did seem to be falling apart, and she'd been forced to dodge around small bits of debris several times.

Stepping onto deck six from the stairs, she walks for a bit before pausing, ears pricked. Some sort of noise ahead, but not footsteps... moving ahead cautiously, the faerie can't help but blink and... stare, really.]

A... giant tadpole...?

[pimp-hat.livejournal.com]

[Kevas is on his way to the bar. He has a powerful need for a drink and as luck would have it, his room's all out. Nearing the stairs, he sees...just what the hell is that? A floating tadpole? Is that a passenger? It can't be. Maybe something the boat brought on, like those goats. Whatever it is, he's going to catch it.

Ever so quietly Kevas creeps up behind the strange creature. He shouldn't need his invisibility for this. It doesn't look like it's paying much attention.]

[missmimmi]

[Mimmi had decided it was time to explore the boat some more. She wasn't exactly fond of being cooped up in her room and the boat had shown not to be hazardous if you knew who, or what, to avoid. So Mimmi simply strolled down the deck mindlessly, looking this way and that to take in the sights.

But wait, what was that? Some sort of yellow-purple-floating thing. It... sort've looked like a tadpole. Mimmi paused where she stood, simply staring at the thing as it floated. It didn't look dangerous. Maybe it was friendly? She wondered if it could speak]

Hallo?