epidemiology | OPEN PLOT POINT LOG ★ THE GOOD SHIP LOLLIPOP

May 4th; REPAIRS GALORE

Maybe you responded to the post on the network about the big discovery, or maybe someone you know roped you into helping- either way, so far it seems like this ship might be the only feasible way off the island. If you can get it up and running again. The controls and internal systems seem to have been largely preserved intact, but they'll need a bit of maintenance- you know, repairing corroded wires, unsticking the buttons, cleaning the screens, reattaching the power... and that's not to mention the outside. There's a large hole in the hull that needs to be repaired with metal salvaged from other places on the island, barnacles and rust that need removing, breeches that need putty...

A few recruits take charge to direct work flow, but people are encouraged to work on what they can! Even if you're not super strong there's still work you can do, and of course the volunteers need to be fed! There's a job for everyone... but this is going to take a few days at least.

May 11th; A BREAK IN THE STORM

There's just one problem. Even once they get the ship in questionably operating order... how in the world are they going to clear that fierce storm? The ship might be ready to sail, but it's definitely not ready to take another beating.

Though surely some recruits are doing their best coming up with ways to either make the ship sturdy enough to sail through or find a way to banish the unnatural storm, it seems like they might be stuck in dry dock... until the clouds disperse and the sun begins to shine. Wait- what just happened?

May 12th; BON VOYAGE

Now the storm has cleared, it looks like you all might just be able to get home! ... Well, not home, but. Back to Pu'ulai at least. The journey might get off to a bit of a rocky start, since they need to figure out A) how to use the strange touch screen steering apparatus on the warship and B) which direction to sail in, but at least this thing has a good radar, so hopefully they can avoid any "I'll never let go, Jack!" conclusions.

Thankfully it's a large vessel so quarters aren't cramped for the nearly 2 days it will take to get back to the others. Be nice, share your food, take shifts so people don't fall asleep at the proverbial wheel, all that jazz.

Try not to freak out when the shore of the island approaches and everyone realizes no one replaced the brakes on this thing. Brace for impact?

May 14th; REUNION TOUR

The marooned crew is back! All those messages you were trying to send to people in the other group that never got through? Watch out, because your inbox is about to get flooded. (Or not, if you're a grump no one messages.) A giant Dakal warship crashing into the beach is bound to attract native and ALASTAIR attention alike... and the older generation of Nalawi actually go for their weapons and pitchforks in a panic, ready to defend the beach against a foe they never thought to see again... but find themselves confused upon realizing the passengers are ALASTAIR recruits. This is the place for your teary "I thought you might be dead!" reunions as well as the more bro-esque "glad you're still alive, loser" type greetings.

You all have a lot of information to trade. What happened on that risen island? Sacrifices flayed open? Ryba is huh? Nalanni is wha? Kidnapped?! Woah, slow down. Wouldn't it be great if ALASTAIR would get in touch? (Shh, that's May 15th).

OOC NOTE;

This is a mod-sponsored plot point driven log for those marooned (and later, those who were left behind). If you'd like to do some OOC organization/plotting, feel free to utilize this thread! Please direct any questions there or to the mod plurk. The disappearance of the storm on the 11th is relevant to another player plot point soon to be revealed, so that is left a bit vague for that reason. Feel free to play out reunion stuff here if you'd like, though because of a few plot points left to be revealed, you may want to bookmark this and come back for srs threads once those go public. Thank you! ♥

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[ It's alright that she's a crying, gross mess. He missed her too! Although admittedly, he did not have the same level of concern, mostly because he was so confident that she and the others were alright, that he had no reason to be worried out of his mind. She, on the other hand, potentially thought he was dead. So he'll hug her to her heart's content, if that's what will make her happy. ]

Oh, Olivia, I don't have any tissues!!

[ He doesn't have anything for her to wipe her nose off on!! And neither does she, since she's usually practically naked, and also entirely pocketless. Much like himself. ]

[ it's okay, papyrus, this moment is Too Important to worry about snot and the like. olivia barely even hears his concerns, instead too focused on trying to squeeze as much of the skeleton in her arms as possible. ]

P-Papyrus, I was s-so worried...!!

[ for him, for sans, for undyne. it seems all the stress of the previous week had finally come crashing down on her, and she would feel much more embarrassed about it if he hadn't already seen her in a similar state before. ]

[Wow, that's a tight hug! The skeleton attempts to reassure her, placing a hand on her back and (trying) to soothe her with gentle rubs.]

It's alright! I'm okay, and so is everyone else! You don't need to be worried anymore! Oh, Olivia... please don't cry!

[ she does finally draw away with enough prompting, though her hands busy themselves now with covering her face. ]

Oh — you're right, I'm s-sorry... [ she knows papyrus doesn't like it when she cries, even if she can't quite help it, but she's certainly making a valiant effort now to keep her sobbing in check.

she's smiling, at least? ]

I'm just so happy to see you again... Are you sure you're alright? You don't need any healing at all?

I'm so happy to see you too!! Keats and I had written you a letter to let you know we were all perfectly okay, but it just wound up coming back! And I'm sure I'm alright! I'm feeling quite fine, actually. Besides my magic being missing... but I don't think there's anything I can do about that.

[ The only reason he doesn't like to see her cry is because she always looks so sad when she does! But this is happy crying at least!! ]

Although I really think I must insist on getting you cleaned up a little! You need a tissue, or something, and you've spilled something red all over your clothes there!

[ You know. The blood. ]

[ she glances down at herself, noticing (for the first time) the stain that has spread across her bandages. it's far more than she expected of her wound, but she supposes (in retrospect) that all that running and flinging had opened it up again.

thankfully, papyrus doesn't seem to realize what it means. ]

O-Oh, um. Don't worry about that — I'll take care of it later.

[ she musters up a smile, turning instead towards him again. ]

A letter, though? That's so sweet of you!

Yes! Here, let me get it. I can read it to you! Or you can read it yourself, sometimes people read best that way.

[And into his own backpack he goes, digging about in it, until he pulls out a bottle with a rolled up paper inside. He removes the cork and drops the letter out, holding it out to her.]

You can read it over, I'm going to look for something else in my bag...

[The letter itself, is a mess. There are drawings. There are scribbles. There's a random maze in the middle.]

[ ah.

olivia hadn't thought she would have to read through the letter so soon, but she supposes it'll be a good distraction from her wound, and from the emotions that came along with these reunions.

she reads through it all dutifully, and by the end she's a little overwhelmed by all the twists and turns. it truly is like a story, and one so unbelievable that she

falls for it

hook, line, and sinker. ]

Oh my gosh, Papyrus... What an exciting day!

It was very exciting! And Keats was- wow! Such a brave hero!! Who knew he had it in him!! Not that I couldn't save myself, you know, eventually. But it was really nice of him to do it for me!

[ The only reason he's not getting worried about lying here is because he's so sure this will help Keats in the long run. And it was also a really good story, and it didn't hurt anyone! This is a good kind of lie!! As long as no one finds out, ever.

Meanwhile, Olivia's side continues to distract Papyrus, because he can just TELL that's going to make a mess if she keeps ignoring it. Ugh. ]

Olivia, I am a little worried about you, though.

[ olivia smiles as papyrus gushes, pleased to just be around the skeleton's contagious positivity again. of course, she delights in the story as well, her active imagination already doing wonders at building the feat up to be much more than it already is. (or isn't, in this case.)

however, when the skeleton turns his attention back on her, she flushes, hastiy glancing away. ]

M-Me? You shouldn't — I wasn't the one that was just marooned!

Technically, we're all marooned! We were just marooned in two different places. But I'm all right, aside from missing food that wasn't seaweed and wine!

You! On the other hand! Are sweating a little?

W-Well we're on a tropical island, Papyrus! It's very sunny and humid here!

... Oh, well, alright! If it's nothing besides your human sweat, then I won't bring it up anymore!!

[ she laughs weakly. ]

Yes... the sun will do that to you. Sorry if it makes you uncomfortable.

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