Phone (R2)

[bathymetric]

Thanks to the wonders of technology, you can make direct contact with The Captain through both the text or audio features on your devices. Please list IC week and day in the subject line.

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Late Sunday/Early Monday after the theater meeting

[sharddrive]

hey did you know these things can text

did you

hey captain did you know

captain

did you know there was text

did you

[bathymetric]

hey cool you know about the text feature and you're already trying to annoy me
gold star

~~~~~~~*

week 1 | tuesday

[dokkalfheimr]

[A text will come in some time late at night, at that sort of time that maybe makes it very technically Wednesday; however, everyone knows the day does not change until after you have slept, and Freyja hasn't slept yet.]

q

[...There is a pause.]

this is lady freyja who is this going to

[WELL, NOW THAT WE'VE VERIFIED HOW THAT WORKS]

[bathymetric]

[A reply doesn't come until some point well into Wednesday. Potentially due to the fact that it was late and other people decided to start a new day with sleep.]

Q.

This is your captain speaking. So, what? Are we playing a game here?

Week 1 --- Wednesday

[ahelpingpaw]

[Time to write. Enough time has passed for Filbo to start getting over the obvious distrust towards the Captain. Of course he still doesn't trust the Captain at all, but now he's willing to at least try to reach out to him]

Hello, Cap! I hope you haven't been spending the entire day locked somewhere inside the ship -- it's sunny outside!

[A suspicious person would think that was Filbo's way of getting him to step outside to everyone else can go and beat the Captain up, but no, it's just a greeting]

Have you reconsidered the whole part about us killing each other?

[bathymetric]

[The reply comes quickly.]

No.

This is about the you killing each other part, not the sun thing.
I've actually been working on my tan.

week 1 thursday.

[onlyyoucan]

[She shouldn't call, of course. But Sara Werec has done a lot of things she shouldn't do from the sheer force of needing to do anything and know whatever she can about her unfortunate circumstances.]

You know everything, don't you? I don't know how, but it is more than what's in the profiles.

[bathymetric]

[The call comes through just as strange-sounding as their initial meeting in the theater, but it is definitely him.]

What? Oh. Yeah, of course I know more than what's on those profiles. How do you think they were filled out in the first place?

week 1 | friday night

[scythegun]

[Oh right, he probably should thank the Captain for the suits. It's really the first excuse Yeager has to talk to the Captain, so might as well try to make a decent first impression. After some debate, he eventually opts for texting. He'll be a bit slower with responses as he learns how to do this, but he doesn't want anyone to overhear him.]

Captain! I hope I'm not interrupting you. Or waking you up!

[ah yes, good start yeager.]

[bathymetric]

[Yeager might be a lucky fellow, as the reply comes in rather quickly - within the hour, at least.]

Hey, always got time for my passengers-slash-captives.
Sleeping? On a Friday night? Psh come on. Nah, your captain's just been hard at work.

Week 1, Saturday

[silentscout]

[RING RING RING RING RING RING RING BANANA PHONE]

[bathymetric]

[Oh boy you people]

Y-hello? Hold on, just wait, I'm- [Something muffled, too far to hear, a yawn.] Yeah? Who is this?

Week 1 -- Saturday --- Not Really a Conversation Opener

[ahelpingpaw]

[How to make things get to the Captain? Filbo isn't sure, but he leaves three of the non-alcoholic cocktails from the party into the basket for dirty clothing. It's emptied from time to time, after all, so he guesses the Captain handles whatever's in there.

Does it even work? He doesn't know, but still, he did that]

[bathymetric]

[Sure enough, upon return to check the clothing basket, it will be devoid of all clothing and cocktails.

There doesn't appear to be any note or signifier left behind, but at least it's gone!]

Wednesday

[sharddrive]

okay i'll bite

what's your big spooky itemized plan or whatever for mobius

[It's dumb to actually ask, but he needs to know.]

[They've handled a lot in their time, but Team Fighters is abroad, Team Freedom isn't meant to handle big threats alone, the princess is still stuck under Eggman's robotic thrall, he's HERE-]

[He just needs to know. For logistics purposes.]

[bathymetric]

Oh, your world full of fast animals?
I dunno. Figure I'll just go whatever.
Maybe give that egghead running around a few more bombs.
Set him on a course for that city you all love so much.

Thursday, week 2

[sharddrive]

WHY IS THERE JUST A BUNCH OF WATER IB THE VENDING MACHINE??

[bathymetric]

Call me when you've figured that out yourself, alright?

Week 3 Sunday Morning

[oceangirlfriend]

I believe there is an issue with the calendar on these devices. The displayed date is completely wrong.

[bathymetric]

Wrong? How so?

week 3, sunday morning

[scouserer]

hey captain quick question was, uh, your stupid little groundhog day stunt planned or is this yet another oddity of sailing in the goddamn bermuda triangle

[bathymetric]

Oh heeey, looks like at least one of you yokels have got it.

How about I just say it's a little of column A and a little of column B?

Ehh, mostly B.

week 2, friday post-trial; text

[thisaroma]

Good evening, sir.

[ not... going to comment on everything from today, just going to be Polite ]

May I request a change to the rooming assignments since my original roommate is gone now? Specifically, I'd like to request that Alice be allowed to move into what was previously Shard's space.

[ up until like, two hours ago, this timing isn't particularly classy ]

[bathymetric]

Yeah, sure, just have her text to confirm.

Week 3, Tuesday

[hellahighwater]

hey asswipe
you get your rocks off on making fun of teenagers

[bathymetric]

No, because I'm not a creep.
What's up, kiddo? Something on your mind?
Or not?

Week 3 -- Tuesday

[ahelpingpaw]

[Beep beep, it's a call. Time for Filbo to make an attempt to ask for information]

Hello, Captain. Uh, first of all, thanks for the fun stuff, those really were much needed these days.

[He means that part, he does. Even though he absolutely loathes what it took for those to open, well...he still appreciates there's something to keep everyone busy with]

If you ever wanna play ping-pong I wouldn't mind giving you a match! Even though I guess you'd have to come with a mask and an overcoat or something.

[bathymetric]

Hey! No problem, buddy. I, myself, and me alone endeavor to make the SS Swift the hottest getaway cruise experience this side of the multiverse.

Ooh. Ah... As tempting as that is - and trust me, it is - I'm not so sure about showing my face yet. Not for any bad reasons, I look amazing. But I've got to be secretive, ya know?

week 4, sunday

[scouserer]

hey, captain. you got something on this stupid ship that can play cassette tapes?

apologies that I somehow never... noticed this tag

[bathymetric]

Cassettes? Really?
I mean, this IS a 90s cruise getaway, but who uses cassettes anymore?



Oh, right. Uh, no. Maybe. BUT, I can get one to you.

Week 4, Wednesday [Audio]

[cethflayn]

[Uh oh. Someone told Flayn that she could use the phone to contact the Captain.

Uh oh.

First message comes in the morning:]

Hello Captain. You are a terrible person. Sincerely, Flayn.

[Second message comes around lunchtime:]

Hello again, Captain. I would ask that you revise your profile on me, but at this point it is likely too late to ask, and you very obviously delight in the frustration of others, so do not bother. Sincerely, Flayn.

[Third message comes in the evening:]

Good evening Captain. I look forward to the day where my Brother discovers just what you have done. He will not be pleased. Sincerely, Flayn.

[Was. Was that last one a threat.]

[bathymetric]

[Uh oh

One message comes back to Flayn's device, sometime in the late evening.]

Sure thing, kiddo. Hey, what's that business about a profile change?

Sunday evening | Week 5 (audio)

[deathmagnetic]

[ The audio function was rather convenient. It meant he could make his displeasure and disdain towards the man known just by contact.

On the other hand, this was probably not going to be conductive, but now that he knew his face and a name to it, he decided to contact him at least once. ]

Jack, was it?

An interesting display that was last 'trial'. You seem unused to someone actually being able to strike back at you. How did it feel?

[bathymetric]

[The reply comes with far less of that static and odd noises that permeated the Captains prior talks with everyone. It's almost... normal.]

Uh, yeah, that's Handsome Captain Jack to you, okay Caesar Macaroni?

Well, on the one hand, it sucked! That brat had a wild arm. Who knew, right? Well, on the plus side, I get to finally stop playing this illusion game.

Tuesday, Week 5 [Audio]

[cethflayn]

[After the motive,]

Sir, you may kindly go and "fuck yourself"!

[Flayn knows some words and she's not afraid to use 'em!]

[bathymetric]

[There's no reply, but Flayn will be left with the distinct impression that she's won this bout.]

listen this happens thursday night of week 4

[queceracera]

[Scott clears his throat and then begins to sing:]

I could search the seven seas
and never find what I'm looking for.
I could look everywhere but you,
but what for?
You're the Captain of my heart
You're my own true north

Oh Captain, my Captain
Let's sail the seas together

Oh Captain, my Captain
We could rule the seas together

Oh Captain, my Captain

[You're welcome. Scott's the guitar guy at the party now.]