#Captain's log

[shesmywiinona]

cash grab this cash grab that girl they’ve had the password to my bank account for years! they don’t need to grab shit i am handing it to them!

[soycapitan]

When you are cross with me, this is who you're speaking to, BTW

[funsizedshark]

thinks about carcinization in silence

[curlygrant44]

I could beat you in a fight. I could. I know it. I’ll get you. I’m gonna get you.

@nursexanya

"A-Anya...I don't think that's true..." Curly tries to force the words out through the hysterical giggles. He's still lucid enough to realize that this is absurd...but not nearly sober enough to stop the giggles, or to avoid accidentally egging her on.

"You've, you've seen my arms. They're...your thighs are the same size! I can't fight you, Anya, that wouldn't be fair. Can't wrestle women anymore. 'Swrong..."

[meancroissant]

i love you D20 captioning team

[youcouldbewonderful]

every mountain goats song is like. (the worst quality mic youve ever heard) (voice of a man that cannot sing) (lyrics about a situation that no one has ever been in but will somehow be extremely relatable) (sick saxophone riff) (realization that something is deeply wrong with you) (you leave feeling like maybe life is worth living)

[b0ligrafo]

Hazbin Hotel is a child's idea of what an adult cartoon is.

[curlygrant44]

It's not like Curly isn't capable. He is; he's entirely capable of figuring out what to do. If there are intruders, the best thing that he can do right now is to lure them away from the rest of his crew, somewhere, as far as possible from their quarters, as well as the cockpit.

Curly knows what he's doing.

That doesn't help much, though, as the figure continues to lurk in the corner of his vision, stalking him as he staggers through the halls unsteadily, leaning against the wall to keep himself mostly upright while pure animalistic panic courses through him.

The figure out of the corner of his eye seems to shift, coming closer and then backing off again, and he finds himself twisting to glance back more and more often, growing increasingly confused when each time there seems to be nothing there. Whatever is going on, the one thing he does know is that there are eyes on him, and whatever it is these mysterious people want, it must be connected to the pie.

That's all well and good, but there's only one problem: with his motor skills impaired, looking back over his shoulder too often starts to trip him up.

In short order, as he does his best to hurry through the endless hallways, Curly finds his foot caught on something-

-and down he goes, flailing wildly as he does. Instead of catching himself, he manages to twist his wrist instead and bash his face into the floor grates, opening a small head wound.

He moans softly with the pain, too disoriented to get back up yet, and remains there on the floor.

Ironically, although he doesn't know it, he's perhaps 50 feet from the very same medbay he was looking for -- and the same one Odessa and the other Curly are approaching.

( @the-captain-of-the-tulpar @autumn-joyce )

[Oh hey, Odessa's running in! She looks absurdly panicked, though.]

Captain, put that pie down NOW.

I'm well aware you've already had some, but do NOT consume any more! There's 200mg in that whole thing! -☆

[Seeing the other run in did give Curly a tiny bit of a scare but also at what he got told made him panic a lot more. So Curly just tries to calmly place his plate down.]

Well shit. That explains the weird taste, which I was thinking was a weirdly baked pie.

[captain-hawthorne-thesecond]

but they're so cute 🥺

[funsizedshark]

[TAPE RECORDER CLICKS.]

DANIEL: okay, it's on now. uh... first question — you weren't always a vampire, were you?

[blueberryspyder]

I am SO in love with the theme of water/drowning in TMAGP rn. Genuinely so excited. I had to look up the transcript to understand “The Victim’s” (as the transcript calls them) muttering and I’m SO here for it.

[curlygrant44]

He struggles just for a moment, in part to pull the IV and do the least damage; it's half- gone, at least. He'll be fine, surely...

Then, he goes limp, defeated, allowing himself to be hauled away. It's all slipping through his fingers now, and it's only just now that Curly realizes how utterly he's lost control of everything. Himself, Jimmy, the rest of his crew...he's not sure anymore when everything went wrong...

"I had a plan," he says quietly. "I was going to ask you to fabricate restraints. Teach Anya some...well...enough to get away and get help if she needed it, at least. Daisuke too, just in case. I already talked to him about the landing sequence...if it came down to it, if Jim was too much of a danger, we could at least keep him contained."

He grimaces. The next part, the one thing he's still been avoiding saying, may no longer be one that he can keep to himself.

"...I was trying to keep him busy so he wouldn't have the time to worry about any of you in the first place...I didn't think that killing my copilot and hoping it sticks and none of his doubles would come for revenge was the best opening move. Better me on the line than the rest of you, right? Captain's duty? I can't fix the past, but...no one else has to get hurt."

It's the closest he can admit to the truth. Surely it's better if Swansea doesn't know the gory details anyway...

( @nursexanya @swan-and-bolts )

this thread is getting too long so it’s branching off time <3

”Stay still— Wait— please stay still—“ Anya begs as she tries to hold Jimmy down to the bed, but she knows well, by now, that nothing could be easy for her.

He falls and she can’t catch him, she can’t even bring herself to try. Blood trickles to the floor in scattered drops as he drags himself back up, towards Curly, and for a moment she watches in fear of what he might do.

But he only cries and mutters things she can’t even begin to make sense of, and for a moment, Anya is still, only watching as he weeps to his Captain.

Then she sees more blood trickling onto the floor, and remembers she has a job to do. She grabs a roll of bandages from the cabinet, but hesitates to get any closer than she has to. She looks back at Swansea, then at Jimmy and Curly, then at the bandages in her hands. Once again, she’s useless.

She takes a tentative step forward, then another, then slowly reaches for Jimmy’s shoulder, “I- You’re bleeding,” She tries, wondering if he can even hear her, “I need to take care of that.”

( @swan-and-bolts @curlygrant44 @cptjimmy yall lmk if anything needs changed!!)

[homunculusalphonse]

the true torture: when your favorite ship that makes more sense with the themes of the media does not become canon.

[corvidaeus]

drinker moth (Euthrix potatoria) says hi 💕

tell him he's cute or he will cry

[captain-harpo]

@hotvintagepoll wait wait im almost ready (has never been either less or more ready)

[curlygrant44]

Despite how lightly Jimmy holds onto him, Curly gives the man what he hopes is a comfortingly solid hug, enveloping him as best he can. This is the only way he can think of to express the depth of his gratitude; some things are too hard to put into words. The attempt at comforting words is actually less helpful, making Curly stiffen for a moment with the painful reminder. But he doesn't pull away from the familiar embrace of a virtual stranger, and slowly forces his body to relax -- he committed to doing this, and it's for Jimmy's sake, not his. Even if it is nice to have something...uncomplicated, again, the way things used to be.

"It doesn't matter if I liked hearing it. I asked for your truth and you gave it. That's what I wanted to hear." He should let go. He should. Someone might get the wrong idea. But he doesn't, yet. He waits for Jimmy to pull away instead.

Alright, alright. Let’s have a little fun.

Honesty hour! Add a 🎉 to the start of your message to get some complete honesty from Jimmy. Wiiiink.

No intention on making this affect any plot though.

Running from 11/10 - 11/11