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[fuckyousoleil]

[You know that potential flooding you were warned about? In the mess hall, you may notice some water on the floor. Everything in general feels damp, soggy. The pond has now visibly expanded, well past anything that could be considered "safe."

The speaker system crackles and screeches, as if it's experiencing some feedback, and then-]

So. You may

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[velocivector]

[this tone is flatter than Weyard]

Just wonderful.

[farfromcommon]

[Impressive, considering how flat Weyard is. Also, on a horse.]

I'm terribly sorry for bothering you, but is this is a normal occurrence here?

[velocivector]

[the beauty of hyperbole :D this guy with the weird black choker and wires around his neck and clutching a modernistic cane with a large hand-guard is eyeing the lady on a horse]

No. It's not.

[farfromcommon]

I knew it! O, divine providence, sending me here in the midst of great turmoil, I will fulfill my duties and carry out your unknowable will!

[unguilding]

Oh, I think I know about this! The monster outside that destroys worlds.

So that means a lake from somewhere is seeping in? Or an ocean, maybe...

[squiddingly]

[where has she been since she arrived? Who the fuck knows. Not even she does. But Dio now has a Squid Girl in his face, grinning maniacally with hands on her hips.]

Of course it's the ocean. It seems my backup has finally squidrived.

[ . . . yes. it's the only logical conclusion she can come to upon seeing this.]

[unguilding]

Your backup? How can you tell all this water is from your world?

[squiddingly]

What does it matter where it's from, it's here to punish the humans. They've had it a squidding long time coming.

[fuckseptember]

What's with the new people?

[theirduality]

[from her seat near a speaker pole, not even looking up from her magazine.]

What's with the old people?

[fuckseptember]

[glancing at the magazine]

I'm Peter Bishop. You are?

[theirduality]

[it's just your average gossip rag.]

Noir. You must be new.

[easybreezyidiot]

[turning her walk through the mess hall into the most awesome annoying game of THE FLOOR IS LAVA ever. who cares if you're trying to use those tables to eat?]

[tickingtykebomb]

[...moves her food over]

Having fun?

[easybreezyidiot]

[sitting on the table]

It's more realistic now.

[tickingtykebomb]

Except the water's not gonna kill you if you touch it.

[nocturnemission]

[Sitting on the front step of Boys' 14, strumming a gentle tune on his sitar. The encroaching water seems to be avoiding the cabin entirely, at least for the moment.]

Water from beyond, huh? That's almost kinda romantic.

I wonder how long I can keep this up...

[stillyouridol]

I will bring you food and coffee, just keep it up for as long as there's water.

[nocturnemission]

Now that's service! Thanks, man. I take my coffee with three creams and lots of sugar, okay?

[stillyouridol]

...Now?