>Casulties 5.
>Its not like unspecified robots can you know, swim.
edited 19th Mar '14 6:45:18 PM by Imca
-And so, as the group sinks deeper into the depths, as as the darkness of unconsciousness overtakes them, the last thing they all see is the ship's sunken, tattered flag, its symbol
◊ flashing clear as day.-
Monster Hunters Hunting Monsters
-The sound of crashing waves and the sensation of warm sand suddenly assails the party.-
-WELCOME TO THE WORLD OF THE LIVING, CYRUS-
-You appear to be on a beach, overlooking the sunrise, and surrounded by both the wreckage of the ship and the unconscious and not-so-unconscious bodies of your room companions-
-oh and also your weapons are gone-
edited 19th Mar '14 6:57:26 PM by MacDuffy
... I suppose the first instinct of anything sentient would be to disarm us...
I would almost say that makes those of us who aren't armed in the first place slightly luckier...
-checks his coat pocket absently for his emergency vial of HYDE juice-
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this post

"... Shit, shit, shit"
Ragna SCRAMBLES onto one of the newly-made decks, and RUNS up it.