[TEXT] ONE.

[crabkind]

WOW. THIS IS HILARIOUS. I AM LITERALLY SITTING HERE AND LAUGHING MY ASS OFF OR ROLLING ON THE FLOOR OR DOING WHATEVER SHITTY THINGS YOU PINK-FLESHED ALIENS DO WHEN SOMETHING FUNNY HAPPENS.
ACTUALLY, WAIT. NOTHING FUNNY HAS HAPPENED. SO I'M NOT REALLY LAUGHING AT ALL. IN FACT, I WANT TO KNOW WHY THE FUCK I'M ON A SHIP BEING TOLD THAT I'M DEAD. I DON'T REMEMBER DYING. OBVIOUSLY, IT HAPPENED. I GUESS I'M NOT SURPRISED. IT'S JUST ANOTHER THING I HAPPENED TO FUCK UP ON.
OKAY, SO I'M DEAD. SO WHAT HAPPENS NOW.
AM I *REALLY* SUPPOSED TO TRY AND MEND MY WAYS. ARE YOU SHITTING ME. I'M LAUGHING AGAIN, ONLY THIS TIME, AT YOUR PROFOUNDLY RIDICULOUS IDEA THAT BETTERING MYSELF WILL ALLOW ME TO BE RAISED FROM THE DEAD AGAIN. WOW. WHOSE IDEA WAS THIS. HOW DID YOU COME UP WITH SUCH A PERFECT WAY TO SUCKER DEAD LOSERS INTO TAKING CARE OF YOUR GHOST SHIP. I THINK WE'VE FOUND THE WINNER OF THIS YEAR'S BIGGEST VOMIT-INDUCING SACK OF NOOK EXCREMENT AWARD!
IF ANYONE NEEDS ME, AND I'M PRETTY SURE THEY WON'T, I'M GOING TO SIT IN THIS ROOM AND CONTEMPLATE THE FUCKING AFTERLIFE AND WONDER HOW I ROYALLY SCREWED EVERYTHING UP. THANKS.

(no subject)

[fiftyshadesofred]

[At first, she was confused as finding herself somewhere new, there was no hint of fear though, just a feeling like this would be one fun adventure. She explored most of the ship that she could, avoiding the sunlight to the best of her abilities, and at some point, just as a joke, drank the red out of the carpet (some other random things too) to spell help, in different places all over the boat.

Sadly enough she wasn't done with just that, she couldn't help but fly her way into peoples' rooms and switch peoples' clothes around, she may or may not have left bats in the closets too. In general, she caused a lot of chaos all over the boat.

She would get a kick out of it if anyone gets scared by any of that. After getting all of that out of her system, she finally found a place to just relax. It was a nice, dark, empty place and she just floated around it aimlessly, letting her mind wander now.

If anything, this place was strange, and it wasn't the kind of "afterlife" she heard of. With that thought, she lowered herself onto the ground, taking out a piece of paper and pen she "borrowed" from someone's room and started to write some lyrics from the top of her head. It was the only way she could relieve her feelings without letting it get in the way of her fun. Although the real reason, which she would never admit to, was that it would let her feel too vulnerable, and she hates feeling like that.

Whoever was close enough to this room, would hear quiet humming and some tapping on the floors.]

{ooc: if there are any mistakes please tell me! english isn't really easy for me, aha. <3}