[Alantica]

Prompt 1: How does your kalon feel about their cruise breaking down?
Leon


Eh I'm going back to sleep, not my problem.

[ufos]

How does your kalon feel about their cruise breaking down?

tanith makes the most of a bad situation and "enthralls" his new enemy (juno steel's kalon cocoa) with tall tales about the "shipwreck"

[bark]

Trying a new toony style don't @ me
How does your kalon feel about their cruise breaking down?


Finson is totally not internally screaming on the beach.

[Radiation King]

Prompt #1

“Look.” Cesar glared at the now run-down ship. “I’m no mechanic but I’m pretty sure that even I could’ve done a better job runnin’ that thing and checking maintenance before deciding to sail off with thousands of people on it!” He looked irritable to say the very least with this unexpected turn of events.

“All I wanted was to take a vacation! Get away from the city for a little bit and relax but CLEARLY that’s not going to happen now.” Cesar huffed and kicked the sand around him which in return, blew into his eyes.

Cesar howled in anger and pain before rubbing his eyes furiously. “As long as I’m not gone for too long then I guess I’ve got no other choice but to stick it out and stay for awhile, but if this ship STILL ain’t fixed then I’m building my own raft and sailing myself back to New York before my boys back at home ruin my business and leave me broke!” He shook his head and ran his fingers through his hair before spotting a shady area. Cesar walked over to it and sat down away from the rest of the crowd. “Well,” he said as he stared out into the ocean. “This oughta do for the time bein’ I guess.”

(216)

[-pidge]

How does your kalon feel about their cruise breaking down?
( Using Willow ♡ )

The rumble beneath my feet sent an unbearable vibration through my spine which ended at my fingertips. The ocean around us thrashes the sides on the boat with a remarkable force. Trees rustle in the strong winds and skies fill with rummaging birds foraging towards the shore. I could feel the tension rise in the atmosphere as adrenaline floods my body. We were unaware of the situation, but the range of possibilities made me unsettled. Out of no were a deafening high pitch ring screams from the speaker, "Ladies and Gentleman, This is Your Captain Speaking," Theirs a pause of silence, and I listen to my heart drum through my ears "We have had slight difficulties, which will make our arrival delayed.." He pauses to confirm the issue, " Our engines have died, but seem revivable, so please bear with us and remain calm."

Cries of despair are heard from every direction, it seems that whatever someone tells you, you manage to do the opposite. A rather round lady was breaking into a cold sweat, fanning herself with one of the paper fans you got as you boarded the ship, whist what appeared to be her daughter burst into tears. I look around puzzled, not sure if I got the same message as everyone else. He said they'd be fixed right? I don't see the need to worry? In fact, this is pretty cool, I mean, it's not every day your ship breaks down, I may as well make the most of it. I felt like I was in the movie Titanic, my endorphins going crazy. All I needed was a cute boy to lift me up at the bow of the ship, that would be awesome! I peer around in hopes of spotting a suitable boy, but unfortunately, there's no such luck. Oh well, who needs a man anyway?

I feel that, like every cliche movie, we need an investigation on how the ship broke down, seeing there's no one here that looks like detective material, I volunteer myself for the job. I slap My back against the handrails, and hold my hands in the form of a gun, turning myself into James Bond, crab walk and all. Now- like every good detective, we need a disguise, I rummage around the deck to see what's available.

I make my way to the main area, and spot mum and dad having a splash fight in the pool, they’re so childish, I pretend I don’t know them. As I discreetly get as far away as possible from my parents, I stumble and trip, landing face-first on the deck. “Huh?” I turn around to see what had gotten in my way. Lying before me was a sensible brown hat, sitting beside a sunburnt man in a sun tanning chair. I come up behind him and wave my hand rapidly in front of his eyes. He was asleep. Surely he wouldn’t mind lending his hat for an important occasion? I reach for the hat, hold it by my chest and tell the man what great he’s doing for his country, even though he probably didn’t hear a word. I sprint down to the hallway entrance, proudly placing that hard-earned hat onto my head. This made me serious, and more, well, detective-like. I stroke my imaginary mustache and pounder, ( its what all the cool detectives do ) And then it hit me! - Wow, that looking serious and doing nothing thing really works!! I needed to interview, witnesses, and possible suspects. Will that, I puff up my chest and strut back out to the main deck, looking as professional as possible. “You!” I point out a little boy, just younger than I am, with double scoop ice cream. “What” He moaned like he had something better to do. “Do you know anything-“ The boy rolls his eyes and walks over to the slide. How rude. I fold my arms, huffing and puffing my way to the rim of the ship to look out to sea.
“Eeh eehr” what was that!? “Eeh eehr” I look around and spot a dolphin waving at me. A smile appears on my face in amusement from the creature.
“Do you know anything about the ship break down?”
“Eeh eehr” Hmm…. Eeh eehr.. Eeh eehr… why does that- I gasp, I should’ve known!

Without time to explain I bolt into the hallway and crab walk along the walls, my finger guns reared by my temples. I make my way to the room locating the steering wheel of the ship. I bow my head just below the window so I could be seen. I rest my head against the door, in attempts to pick up some of the conversation taking place inside.
“Yes- I can’t put my finger on it” A deep voice erupts, that must be the captain
“Agreed sir, it's puzzled the best of us.” I'm given the perfect entrance. Trusting the door open I plant my feet to the ground, my finger guns aimed at the culprit.
“The butler did it!” I Scream - “ Its always the butler” I add on, sounding manly and heroic.
There's a long period of deathly silence, that is shattered when the captain bursts into laughter, and who I presume is the butler, stands there scraping the back of his head. Hmm, Id expect a little more praise seeing I saved them the trouble of going through an investigation of their own, but I guess the world is full of disappointments.

As the captain settled down, I was frightened by the sound of someone clearing their throat behind me, jumping mid-air, I come to the realization that a staff member had come to speak with the captain
“Sir, the engines are back up and running…” My face develops into the form of an over-ripe tomato, as I realize the man I aimed my fingers at was the co-captain. With an awkward smile and laugh, I shuffle backward out of the room, then sprint to the furthest place possible.
- Well… at least the ships back and running.. heh…

[persimmon]

Prompt 1


Sequoia felt pretty aggravated with the unexpected occurence but also relieved that they had reached the island.

[✦ nemuri]

nikolai knew that he shouldn’t have gone on the cruise.

it was a bit of a long story as to how exactly he had ended up in this particular situation, but at the end of the day, he could only helplessly point the blame towards the ghosts. that wasn’t to say that the cruise was necessarily haunted, but nikolai was only too aware of the pesky critters that never seemed to leave him alone. his job was hunting down ghosts, so he wasn’t sure how or why the ghosts decided to stick to him. they were a nuisance, and that’s all he knew.

even so, nikolai couldn’t just come out and start cursing at the ghosts left and right; normal kalons would most definitely look at him weirdly (which was something he absolutely did not need at this given time) and mutter under their breaths, while he’d stand to the side and helpless shrug his shoulders. yeah, he didn’t need a repeat of that time ever again. besides, even he himself wasn’t sure if the ghosts clinging to him were the cause of the crash. how could he come out with such an outrageous claim without any evidence to support himself and being only seventy-five percent sure?

to put it in simpler terms, there was nothing nikolai could do, as his hands were tied. this obviously caused him to feel much more disgruntled than usual.

to make matters even worse, he didn’t even have his beloved vodka on his person. he hadn’t thought to bring any on board, naturally assuming that the cruise would be able to provide anything that he wanted, and it while nikolai was able to enjoy a night of blissful drinking, it didn’t change the fact that he wanted alcohol yet he couldn’t have any right now.

basically, he felt like crap. the ghosts circling around him whispering “yuliy... yuliy...” weren’t making matters better. if he had a choice, he wouldn’t have become a ghost hunter and he definitely wouldn’t have allowed himself to be coerced onto the cruise, but as it turned out, he absolutely didn’t have a single say in all of his matters. because of that, for not the first or last times in his life, nikolai cursed out his boss.

things sucked, and they sucked a lot. hopefully everything else would proceed smoothly, but nikolai honestly didn’t have high hopes. he could only rub at his talismans and sigh to himself, shaking his head as he grieve for being unable to drink.


( 420 words >:3c )

[LostInTheEcho]

How does your kalon feel about their cruise breaking down?

It had been a beautiful day so far. Floor was sitting on deck with a fruity drink in hand just enjoying the peace of the cruise. The sun is shining, gulls are screaming and kits are splashing around in the pool. It had been a beautiful day, until now. A tiny explosion disrupted the peace of cruise life, sending everyone into panic mode.

Floor shot up from his lounge chair, almost spilling his bubble juice all over his shirt. An explosion! Wild speculations and worst case scenarios jumbled over themselves in the panicked kalons mind. Would the ship sink? Would more explosions occur and they'd all end up a fiery ball of doom? Would they all die here?! To think that a measly special offer cruise would be the end of him. It was then that a crackle of static could be heard and then the dinging to signify an announcement would be made.

"An important announcement. We are experiencing some minor technical problems that we will soon have under control. Please remain calm and return to your activities. That is all, have a nice day." The cheery voice said over the intercom, downplaying the severity of the situation by, likely, a lot. But who was he to object?

He sat down in the lounge chair again, taking a sip of fizzy fruitiness. There had been too much stress already this year, Floor could relax this once. Nothing could be done by him anyway. So he sat back, lowered his sunglasses and opted to watch the mayhem around him.

[259]

[Raptocidic]

How does your kalon feel about their cruise breaking down?


"Eh, at least i'm not stranded in the middle of deep space this time."

[mikey]

prompt one: how does your kalon feel about their cruise breaking down?
sign-up . team squid . previous entries: n/a
word count: 215

Minti was sitting in her kiddie pool with the children on the deck when the 'incident' happened. Honestly, she just thought that they hit a bit of a rough patch of sea and thought nothing of it and she continued to sip on her drink and flip through her magazine, squinting as the shadow from her rather large sun hat blocked out a few of the words on the page she was reading. Then she ship jerked again and she was knocked from her position (resting her head in her hands with her elbows on a towel outside of the pool) and her head hit the deck, her drink was spilled everywhere too! how rude.

as with a lot of kalons she begrudgingly left the cruise ship. her wife rayne, thankfully, helped her carry all of their belongings off of the ship. As she certainly couldn't carry it all on her own whilst flying. The children, mizu and yumai ran ahead, carrying their own belongings. At least the children were enjoying themselves, they thought of it as some kind of adventure. Which minti supposed it was kinda like an adventure in a way.

the locals were interesting to talk to and the cuisine was even more interesting. perhaps it wouldn't be so bad after all?