It’s already funny enough, that he let off of the railings and tripped. Rigel-huge temper-shouted from the front of the ship. Sir Reginald came up and made a statement on the terrible gloomy weather we have. A banjo flew at me, almost hitting me in the face.Īt the time when the second wave struck, Some people who couldn't hold on to the railings fell over and drowned. The ship tilted back and forth, all their belongings scattered over the deck. The others expressed their worries, but they didn’t actually do anything like heading back or move their stuff out of the way. I don’t necessarily care, it’s refreshing. What are we on? Massive lightning that could’ve roasted me with one strike. Clear bright morning, then suddenly huge clouds made their entrance and poured cats on us. I was on the deck with the others when the storm came. Everyone’s good at something, you could get all the help you need. I really do wonder why no one bought guns, that could’ve saved us from a lot of trouble.įor once I thought it’s good to have this many people around. We probably spent 2 weeks making it out, then mass producing it so every “friend” could get some. But none of us are adept at fighting (probably except Hattington's best friend), so we went with it. Some genius suggested we could craft those discs such that when you throw it, it sets off and blows the whole place up. Good job, I’d say, we most certainly prepared ourselves for them. Hattington assured us that if any pirates were to come by, he’ll talk them out. I don’t want to be a mangled corpse floating in the middle of nowhere. I heard of ships being raided by hordes of pirates, so I was a bit worried as well. Then the conversation shifted to roaming pirates in the seas. After a few days some began to talk about finding candy islands all of the sudden. They sing, dance, all in all to relieve the excessive boredom. People came with suitcases and boarded the ship one by one. It was a clear and bright day when we set off. For me, when a friendship starts to involve benefits, you become nothing more than an acquaintance.Īs you see, this whole thing turned out to be a terrible idea, and I paid the price. I found out his secret to making many connections, but I’d rather have a few close friends than a bunch of acquaintances. There are people I have never seen at his parties, too. And in the end, he invited all of us to board the ship. It felt awfully one-sided if you spend enough time going people watching, but hey, I only talk about what I see. Most of them see him as a good friend, anyway. I wonder if he’s like that even to his best friend. He’s a good listener, never talked about himself. Somehow he remembers the names of all of us. I got into a few of his parties, each and every single one brimmed with people. Crazy rich guy from what I heard so I thought to myself, why not?Īren’t we all selfish in some ways? I have no bad intentions I’m as innocent as any other. Said he'll be going on a voyage some months later. I guess he must’ve been, not everyone gets to watch their best friend die a thousand times on the stage. Shaken up to a point where he just looms all day. Practically everyone’s existence is pressuring him to do something. And eventually, he can’t control the situation anymore. So Hattington never made any decisions, he just watched this whole shitshow unfolds by itself. If he leans towards one he’ll suffer from the other. He’s wise he knew that the more he does, the more consequences there’ll be for him. He doesn’t like to get too involved in anything. But once you get through that layer of kindness, there’s the apathy. You can talk to him, and he’ll offer you things you should do to keep yourself in check, as a good friend should be. He gets along with everyone because he never participates in any of their quarrels.
He’ll make efforts to keep the way things are, of course. They’ll abuse the power once they get the chance to have it. You see the cowards beg for mercy, but they’re pathetic for a reason. For example, there’ll be barely any consequences for me if I kill you on the spot. But when the desire overwhelms the morale, we can’t say anymore. Some of those prisoners don’t even look like they have the guts to kill anyone. This whole thing ended like a bloodbath, huh? Shouldn’t have sold them weapons in the first place.Įverybody thinks they’re doing the right thing, that’s war. Obviously we both don’t have anything to defend ourselves, so fighting is pointless.
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