Lost, or A Rat in a Hat makes a Craze of the Maze

[shipshapeshipco]

My word, there seems to be a mortar-maze here on Deck four-and-ten. I do believe I will try the trudge. If anyone would like equal parts good company and grand adventure, find your way to my side!

Post Scriptum: For future reference, one should probably display excitement and invite companions to traverse the maze shortly before entering, instead

Comments

[missmimmi]

I... suppose you are lost?

[shipshapeshipco]

If by that you mean to say "Samuel ol' chum, you haven't a heft where you are right now," then I'm afraid you've missed the point entirely. I happen to be fairly sure that I am in a maze right now, upon a boat, in an ocean.

[missmimmi]

Um... That... is not what I was asking.

[shipshapeshipco]

Did you mean to ask if I was dead? What a morbid girl she is...

[dormant_beast]

...

Samuel, are you alright?

[shipshapeshipco]

Of course I'm all right! I'm exploring. Tell me, which says "escape" to you better, the left or the right?

[dormant_beast]

Ah...Left?

Do you need me to come find you...?

[shipshapeshipco]

That would be a quite nice change of face. By which I hope to convey "I haven't seen a face for hours and am slowly losing my grip on reality."

Oh, look! That wall is smiling at me. You are a rose among brambles, good friend!

[lamortdeshommes]

Sam...

[Have an amused sigh, you adorable thing you.]

[shipshapeshipco]

Ah, Isa! I've found a slew of hordeables in these wander-walls. A set of militia men figures, a short pink wand bedazzled with a violet star, and even a set of lovely black pearls!

Ah- another surprised ruined by a running mouth. I suppose you know which I plan to give to you now?

[Considering that Samuel is wearing the pearls and waving the wand at every wall he passes, mouthing faux-sanskrit spells and posing prettily, it's pretty clear that Isabella's gonna have some cool mock-battles to set up with her army men.]

[lamortdeshommes]

That is quite alright, Samuel. I am not deserving of gifts, I am afraid. Perhaps another time, when my behavior has been... more deserving.

[Honestly, even though it's Sam, she's expecting the pearls, but she'll treasure the army men. If he does give them to her after her protests.]

What are you doing in the maze, Samuel?

[shipshapeshipco]

Not two hours ago I would have answered "trotting happily along", but now I'm afraid I must shift to "trudging heavily around". I kept the initials the same- a great collection, those three letters- don't you think? They remind me of hats, Ath, and Atilla The Hun.

[ntjstapwn]

We have a maze?

[shipshapeshipco]

Either that, or a single very poorly-designed hallway. Hold your scoffing- I've heard of Florencian palaces in that design; though, I hardly entertain the thought that I'm in one of them at the moment. Too little alabaster stone, too few smoultering pots of cannellini bean. Thus, I must stamp this "maze".

[ntjstapwn]

Huh. Well, good luck getting out of it. I suggest bring string or chalk next time.

[shipshapeshipco]

Now that would ruin the fun, wouldn't it? Marking up a maze. I suppose you prefer to bring paddles when you canoe on a lake as well. How unsportly!