Land, ho!

[lieutenantsteward]

Welcome to Unnamed Island #1, everyone! Lt. Jopson has successfully steered the ship towards land! (Or maybe the ship was going there the whole time? Who knows, burst his bubble if you want to be a monster!) The island is large and uninhabited by humans, but has lots of wildlife. This isn’t a specific island on a map because, like all things in the dream, it is an amalgamation of the characters in it. So, if it looks like it might be on a tropical island, it will be! Pineapples, coconuts, mangos- sure! Seals and feral pigs- you bet! Beautiful reefs- Of course! Secret Caribbean rum stores- why the hell not? Two species of crabs that shouldn’t be in the same hemisphere- hell yeah! (After all, Goodsir’s the only one who will know the difference). Enjoy the island, folks! The Terror will dock there starting today and they will leave on Tuesday the 7th.

Piña coladas, anyone?

((This is an open post for island shenanigans though, of course, you are always welcome to start your own!))

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[goingtobeunwell]

"By accident, in fact. Pitcairn had been improperly labeled on most maps and we hadn't realized who or what we were encountering until hailed by natives in perfect English!" He laughs to himself at the memory.

[una_persson]

"There's a lot to be said for good maps, and in the twenty-first century we have very good ones," Una says, "but sometimes I miss the element of surprise of things like that. The world is still very vast, but somehow ... less so."

[goingtobeunwell]

"Odd, that the world feels the same to me. Small, though there are corners yet to be discovered."

Crozier gets back up to his feet. "I'll let you enjoy your swim, Una."

[una_persson]

She's vaguely disappointed, but smiles and waves. "I'll see you later, then."