Talk:First Mate's Log Entry One
Four choices :
- Pull the Drain Plug
- Open a New Bathtub Crayon Box
- Sing a Bathtime Tune
- Surround Bubbles with Crayons
Picked Open a New Bathtub Crayon Box (Crayons+3)
- With a thundering crash, great sticks of colored wax began to fall from the sky, splashing into the sea around us. One landed on the deck and the crew scattered, but the Captain strode up to inspect it. "They're crayons, me hearties!" the Captain shouted. "A storm must have blown them off of a freighter! Haul them in!" The crew went to work hauling and storing the crayons from heaven.
--OldJanitor 09:47, 4 January 2013 (CET)
Clear skies, favorable winds NSW. Dissension in the ranks today as some of the crew wants to eat the crayons in our cargo hold, insisting that it's okay because they're non-toxic, and the rest of the crew thinks the would-be crayon eaters have taken leave of their sense. The discussion was tabled when a cyclops on a nearby island began hurling rocks at the ship, and we applied our shoulders to the oars.
- Splash in the water
- Draw a big storm cloud on the shower wall
- Knock an action figure overboard
- Submerge Some Bubbles
Choice 2:
A heavy, black, and pendulous storm cloud appeared in the sky, seemingly drawing its power from the ship's ration of crayons. The crew feared that it was an ill omen, but the Captain told them to becalm themselves; he had seen such a cloud before and knew what it portended. The Gods were looking out for the safety of the crew, and the cloud was there to hurl thunderbolts at any beast that might try to reduce our numbers. --Evilkolbot 22:42, 4 January 2013 (CET)
