( semi-open ) WHITE WHALE HOLY GRAIL

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WHO: ishmael and YOU 🫵🫵🫵
WHAT: june catchall + memshares. lots of moby dick references if you widen your eyes a lot.
WHERE: nevada
WHEN: june
WARNINGS: graphic depictions of gore, violence and repeated deaths; emotional and psychological manipulation, gaslighting, aquatic horror, suicidal ideation, tba. see her opt-out for more info.



source | plotting
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[cranekin]

Oi, oi... there's a plan, right?!

(He's always been one for surprises. He says it himself: If things go exactly as according to planned every time, life isn't fun. But if they're going to take a boat out at sea and charge at the largest creature he has ever seen in his life, he would like to have a plan. Maybe just this one time. But it seems the "plan" is just charging ahead with what they have.

What he feels is... he can only describe it as obsession. To be completely consumed with a feeling, focused on only one thing, and he doesn't begrudge her for it. This is human nature. Humans are prone to obsession. They keep trying and trying and chasing and chasing until they can't anymore.

He can only roll with it. There's nothing he can do to stop her and he wouldn't even if he could. Even he can see this is something that must be played out. He stands at ready, hand ready to summon and draw his blade and--)

Wait--

(Even he knows what will happen if that whale is struck. It's too late. What he notices next is the strong scent of the sea-- salty and fishy and some how foul as they're sucked in. He stumbles as the ship picks up speed and he tries to grab Ishmael, tries to support her for whatever they'll find in the abyss.)

Ishmael! Hold on!