IX: too purple for this.

[abdicatedgod]

[Hurried, but very precise writing.]

Someone help me! I can't... I don't know what half these things they want me to do are, and everyone keeps thinking I'm lazy or an idiot and this isn't fair!

none of this is fair.

This is Teppic. I'm... alive. [He thinks.] Jane? Angelica? Luigi? Anyone?

Comments

[talkstofungus]

Whoa, man. Calm down. It's Luigi, okay? Did they start making you work, too?

[abdicatedgod]

Yes! And I don't know what any of this is and I just want to lie down and not be stuck here with... I don't know what I'm doing!

[talkstofungus]

It's alright, man. Do you know where they stuck you? I'm hiding out from shoveling coal or something. I probably just have a few more minutes left before they find me.

[abdicatedgod]

I'm finally getting a break. I've been cleaning soot off things, mostly.

[thebestnose]

You are an idiot. [Guess who.]

But just watch them. Do whatever they do.

[abdicatedgod]

When it comes to making a ship go, yes, I am.

But they just shout at me! I don't really know...

[thebestnose]

Can you sneak away? I'll come and find you and you can get out.

[abdicatedgod]

They won't let me out of their sight! They don't trust me, as I'm apparently useless.

I think my shift is nearly over, though. [he wants to ask if she's okay, but decides not to.]

[shesawdevils]

Teppic!

Teppic, I cannot breathe. Where are we?

[abdicatedgod]

You can't breathe! What's wrong?!

We're on a ship. Without sails, but a ship!

[shesawdevils]

They've put me in some sort of full-bodied stay. It hurts to move.

A ship. Why a ship, I wonder.

[abdicatedgod]

...Can you not take it off?

I suppose it must symbolise something.

Private

[victimofnoone]

Are you okay?

Re: Private

[abdicatedgod]

Fine. Yep.

Just... doing a job I don't even understand. Nothing too bad.

Private

[victimofnoone]

I don't know anything about sailing, but I can.. try to find you a book on it if you want?

Re: Private

[abdicatedgod]

I'm not sure they let me sit down long enough to read anything.

But... the thought's appreciated.

[thirtyfootrule]

Calm down. Where are you?

[abdicatedgod]

Engine room. I don't know what I'm doing with an engine.

[thirtyfootrule]

Can you get out?

[abdicatedgod]

When I've finished my shift, yes. Apparently, I'm supposed to work here.