02: video ¦ backdated to the beginning of the flood

[fire_punk]

[There's miles of one color behind Kevin's face and he looks really confused. Possibly a bit alarmed, too.]

What... What the hell happened? Everything's huge. Is this some kind of... giant fake Barge? Or some kind of joke? Was I drugged? And... [His voice drops to a mutter and his cheeks take on a slightly red tinge.] I think I'm stuck. [Great. Just great. He's sixteen and can't get out of bed on his own.]

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[fearcutsdeeperthanswords]

It's just a flood. It'll stop in a few days.

[fire_punk]

A... flood? [Frown.] Water doesn't make stuff get this big. It just makes things wet.

[And then he processes her second sentence. The look on his face might be a bit comical in its shock and dismay.] Days? I'm going to be stuck on my bed for days?! How am I supposed to get to the dining room?

[fearcutsdeeperthanswords]

No one's told you about the floods? [She almost never as to explain this, this is kind of cool.]

It doesn't bring water, it brings magic. And it changes some people, like this one. [A shrug] Someone will come get you. Or bring you food. Someone always does.

[fire_punk]

Magic. Is there a way to keep it from changing me?

[fearcutsdeeperthanswords]

No. We don't know why it changes some people and not others. [A shrug.] It doesn't last.

[fire_punk]

[A sad face.]

But I don't want to change.

[fearcutsdeeperthanswords]

[Sorry Kevin, she does not have a lot of sympathy for fighting the inevitable. Another shrug.]

You change back. Don't whine.

[fire_punk]

[He stares at the screen for a moment. No one ever told him not to whine before. At least not that he can remember. Finally, he closes his mouth. He's not offended, not really. Just shocked.]

[fearcutsdeeperthanswords]

[And she stares back, eyebrows finally rising at his silence.] Don't you know how to talk without whining?

[fire_punk]

I don't whine.

[fearcutsdeeperthanswords]

You do too.

[fire_punk]

What are you talking about? I'm not a little kid. I don't whine!

[secretasshole]

I believe it is a flood. Please try to remain calm.

[fire_punk]

I... don't understand. There's not water. How can there be a flood?

[secretasshole]

Did no one explain the supernatural events we experience here?

[fire_punk]

No, not really.

[secretasshole]

That's unfortunate.

[strangehistorian]

It's a flood - they're magical anomalies that overtake the ship. Do you need help?

[fire_punk]

No, I'm fine. I just woke up with furniture that grew overnight.

[strangehistorian]

I'm afraid it's you that shrunk. Many of us have.

[fire_punk]

I... What?! [This is not good. If he's shrunk, how will he eat? Most food'll be as big as he is.]

[strangehistorian]

Yes. It's a flood; magical anomalies overtake the ship at least twice a month. It will be over in a few days and you'll go back to normal. Do you need help?

[fire_punk]

No. I'm fine.

[strangehistorian]

Alright! Let me know, I'm glad to be of assistance.

[fire_punk]

Whatever.

[thirtyfiveminutes]

It'll pass in a few days. Are you all right?

[fire_punk]

Of course I'm all right. [Have a stubborn glare. He's fine. Just stuck on his bed.]

[thirtyfiveminutes]

Do you require food?

[fire_punk]

Can you get some? [Yeah, that's relief you see and hear.]

[thirtyfiveminutes]

Certainly. What would you like?

[fire_punk]

Pizza and a coke.

[thirtyfiveminutes]

Which room are you in?

[fire_punk]

Room 211.

[thirtyfiveminutes]

[Ten minutes later Adrian is knocking on the door.] May I come in?

[fire_punk]

Yeah. Sure. Whatever.

[thirtyfiveminutes]

[He does, along with the food and drinks.] Where shall I put these?

[fire_punk]

Umm... On the bed.

[thirtyfiveminutes]

[He does, carefully.] Are you sure you can eat these?

[fire_punk]

Yeah, of course. [No, he's not. They're so much bigger than him!]

[thirtyfiveminutes]

[Adrian suspected as much, and has attempted to slice the food into smaller pieces wherever possible.] Bon appetit.

[fire_punk]

Bon what?

[thirtyfiveminutes]

Appetit. It means enjoy your meal.

[fire_punk]

Then why didn't you just say that?

[thirtyfiveminutes]

[He shrugs in response.] If there's anything else, do let me know.

[fire_punk]

Whatever.