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 Posted: Sat Oct 01, 2011 5:51 am
The ocean liner had been lost at sea for over 75 years, and it had now been found amidst the banks of fog in the middle of the ocean with no land in sight.
The very sight of it would send chills down the spines of even the hardiest of sailors, but now two teams have arrived to stake claim to this vessel and the possible treasures that might lay aboard.
Theodore and William had spent their lives together, seeking adventure and their big break, and it would appear that the Antonia Graza would give them just that golden opportunity.
Yet all does not go as planned when another salvage crew couple in Todd and Elizabeth also arrive to stake a claim to this ship.
Both teams agree to split their findings equally and venture off to investigate, but none of them are aware of the true nature of this ship, and its history. The spirits of the ship's crew and maiden voyage passengers are all too eager to welcome four new souls into their midst!
Will any make it off the ghost ship alive?
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Posted: Sat Oct 01, 2011 8:43 am
"Find anything yet?"
Elizabeth was looking in and out of rooms opening and closing doors behind her as she spoke to her partner Todd..
"This ship is massive, I hope the treasure will be grand. Plenty enough for us all... That is if nothing happens to those fancys boys on the other side of the ship.... "
The Asian Brit smiled.
"After all this is an old ship. Accidents do happen." evil
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Posted: Sat Oct 01, 2011 2:07 pm
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x There were days when Theodore wasn't quite certain how he'd gotten himself into this business. It had seemed like a fun idea when he was younger, but now at the age of 32, it seemed almost childish. Lurking about on abandoned ships, looking for the artifacts that linked to the past and then reselling them for money? Ask any teenage boy who'd watched an Indiana Jones film, and they'd be telling you that it was a dream gig. But, when you were at the point where you were more of an adult and far less of a kid, it paled in comparison to a more solid career, like a police officer or a CEO of some corporation.
Billy didn't seem to feel the same way though, winding away ahead of him. Of course, he didn't know what was going on in Billy's head. It wasn't as if he spoke to him about all the doubts that had been building up inside of him over time. It was simpler to remain hushed and ponder it in the quiet hours when everyone else was asleep and he could focus on the ceiling, which slowly appeared as vision adjusted in the night.
Even now he felt a twist in his stomach, tightening as they turned a corner, entering a room. He fumbled for the flashlight tucked into his belt about his waist. Pulling it free, he turned it on, the beam breaking through the air and catching on dust motes as they floated down from the ceiling. He swung the beam about, cutting through the dark in an ark of brightness catching off the gleam of a mirror which reflected his face, the shimmer of silver ringing up his ear lobe like a disjointed spiral staircase then it caught Billy's reflection. It lingered there for a moment before swooping off to the side.
Off to the right, there was a scuttling noise, and Teddy paused, the beam of light heading back in that direction to see if he could catch what it was. A flicker of Billy's face, a flicker of his own, and then to the right. Nothing. A shiver rolled down his spine, and there was a rattling to the left. His fact. Billy's face. To the left and nothing. "Must be a rat or something," he muttered, his eyebrows lifting as he took a slow deep breath. Something about this place was giving him the creeps, and he couldn't quite say why. They'd been to bizarre places before, and he'd been fine. For the most part. But this...this was throwing him off kilter internally. Another rattle, and the flashlight followed where the sound came from. His face. Billy's face. Nothing. And again, from the other side. Billy's face. His face. Nothing. Back and forth the beam of light traveled, Teddy's free hand becoming nervous as he felt for the gun at his other hip.
His face. Billy's face. Nothing.
"I don't think it's in here," Teddy said. His face, Billy's face, a blur.
The beam of light froze, and he felt the hairs on his arms raise as the room chilled. "Did you see that?" he asked, his voice hushed.
The beam flickered back and forth again, another blur past the mirror, blocking their faces for a brief instant. "There it was." Teddy took a hesitant step forward, the glow of the beam casting the mirror in light, and there, just over Billy's shoulder, Teddy saw a face. The lips were full, the chin rounded, and the cheeks were apple red and flawless. The eyes however were gone, leaving two black voids that made his stomach drop out and fall between his knees. And then, the face disappeared. "Tell me you saw that bro, you had to have seen that..."
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Posted: Sat Oct 01, 2011 4:20 pm
"Hm, you say something hon?"
William Kaplan -- only Teddy could call him Billy now at the age of 31 -- heard Teddy ask him something but his attention was suddenly diverted as the beam from his own flashlight picked up a shimmering reflection of something or other. Ignoring the strange sensation in his stomach, he moved over to the open door of a state room and peered inside.
A chill ran up his spine but he ignored it. This had been his dream since he was a boy, to salvage old ships for riches, and a time or two he and Teddy even dove beneath the waters to sunken ships and the treasures they housed. He knew things didn't live up to what he and his husband expected over the past few years, but to Billy, the thrills more than made up for it. Just like now.
Billy could almost swear he and Teddy had another party down here with them, but the only other people on the ship were their rival salvagers, that a**l couple... whatever their names were.
William knew this would be their big score. Somehow, he was sure of it. And once they struck it big, he would give Teddy what he knew he wanted (besides that); he would agree to retire from this business and they could move on to a whole other field.
His flashlight glanced over a tall, glass case and the objects within shimmered brilliantly against the beam of light. Billy smiled widely, not seeing the almost shimmering air that passed behind him.
"Bingo!"
The shimmering air passed against his buttocks and Billy shook his head.
"Teddy, cut it out. ... **giggles** Come on, you know that tickles! ... **laughs** Teddy, come on. Can't you wait?"
Billy stood up, smiling wickedly at what he thought was his husband's amorous antics. He turned around and saw Teddy looking pale.
"Teddy?"
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Posted: Sat Oct 01, 2011 7:33 pm
Todd slowly creeped behind Betsy, surveying the rooms on the opposite side of the passage with the aid of his flashlight. "Nope... not yet," he answered.
Todd felt better about following behind Betsy. This way, if anyone or , gasp, anything tried to sneak up behind them, he would be the one to deal with them. He was somewhat protective of Betsy. After all, he regarded her as a sort of sister. He hadn't seen his own real sister in quite some time, and he wouldn't let himself be the cause of losing another.
Continuing the search, Todd stepped through the sodden passageway. There was a horrible stench of mildew that seemed to permeate every crack and crevice of the dead ship. Todd raised his sleeve to cover his nose, breathing through the fabric. There was no way, however, to really protect himself from the drops of sea water that continued to fall from the cracks above. These drops only helped add onto the already spooky atmosphere. The place was absolute darkness and silence -- only the sound of dripping of water continuing to reverberate, as if the water slowly determined to inundate the pair into a watery grave, alongside the occasional murmurs of Todd and Betsy.
It was so dark that he had to squint to see Betsy in front of him without the aid of a flashlight. Even with the flashlight it was difficult to see: there was so much dust and debris clouding the air, which was only perceptible in the darkness when the flashlight shined upon it. He felt almost as if he were in a new rendition of The Blair Witch Project, this time facing the obscure hauntings of a veritable Titanic. He could feel the water level rising as they progressed, feeling it penetrate into his leather boots. They must be heading towards the lower end of the ship.
Todd turned to Betsy once again. "Yeah... accidents."
"Wait... which fancy boys?"
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Posted: Sat Oct 01, 2011 8:10 pm
Elizabeth chuckled lightly at Todd's joke. It was the polite thing to do. After all They were a little bland but how could he forget the two blokes they'd met earlier and agreed to split what they've found with. Besides they were both dashing for fancy poofs.
"Don't you worry, love, well fine you someone soon enough. With the treasure we find from this ship, I'm sure we'll be needing a stick to beat the men off of you."
She could picture Todd all up in a the pub with a lager in one hand and a bat in the other, chatting with all the male tramps and tarts in the the city. And she wouldn't mind a tramp or two of her own.
But first they would have to get the gold. Suddenly ans swiftly there was a freezing cold breeze that hit them like bricks. A puff of air could be seen excaping her mouth, although it was hard to see anything else.
"Sodding mess this all is. It's bloody freezing in here. Some how Todd, Darling I doubt our treasure is in this room. Come now lets get out of this damp room and find some other rooms to investigate."
Just as she turned to face Todd her flash light flickered slightly and in image of a small child appeared a few feet away form them. She blinked to take another look and just like that the child was gone.
"Bugger?"
Elizabeth rubbed her eyes a little, there was so much dust and mildew in the air she wondered if she could even trust her eyes anymore.
She contemplated telling Todd what she saw, or else she feared that he would think she'd gone mad at sea, and send her back home with out her cut. That would simply not do, so instead she asked a hypothetical question. nonchalantly with a shrug.
"Todd? You've been at this for a while. A lot longer then I have... But I've got plenty of years under my belt so don't you fret. I was just wondering... Have you ever head stories of hunted ships?"
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Posted: Sat Oct 01, 2011 8:34 pm
"...Huh?"
Todd looked quizzical as the tide of their conversation turned towards his romantic life. For a second, it even made him forget about where he was and what he was doing. He thought about what Betsy said. He didn't care that he was single... then again, he didn't need to be reminded of it, especially not in such a patronizing tone. Todd shrugged it off. Then he remembered the guys that Betsy was talking about -- the ones they had met a while back upon their arrival on the boat. How could he forget. But now he remembered that they were supposed to share what they found. Shoot... Of course, he wouldn't mention that he'd forgotten.
((It's been a long day. sweatdrop ))
"Heh... can't wait."
Todd shivered as the air became colder. His feet and thick socks were now soaking wet with cold sea water. He squinted as Betsy turned around, her flashlight having shined momentarily right in his face. The next thing he noticed was that Betsy was suddenly wearing an odd expression on her face for a moment.
"Uh... haunted ships? Only in fiction... and bad horror movies. This kind of feels like one, doesn't it?"
Todd looked at Betsy as if she were behaving strangely. "What makes you think the treasure isn't down here though? It could have been hidden, right? I say we go all the way to the bottom of the ship and then search it from bottom to top. Better not take any chances."
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Posted: Sun Oct 02, 2011 10:55 am
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x Teddy blinked, looking at Billy strangely as he laughed and giggled, not quite sure what the heck he found so funny. "Wait for what?" He frowned at his partner, the light beam moving about Billy's legs, only to see a drift of smoke waft away.
"I wouldn't get your hopes up. This isn't the place for that sort of thing. Besides, you still have that bizarre rash on your bottom that you swear is poison ivy, so I think I'll be passing for a bit. Thanks but no thanks." Teddy rolled his eyes, turning to leave Billy behind in the room. Why did he always have to turn things into sexy times?
Like the time they were on the one ship, and he had somehow fetishized barnacles. Something about suction or whatever.
"Who sits bare-assed in poison ivy anyway?" he grumbled.
There was a soft whisper off to his right, and he turned expecting to find a pouting Billy. Instead, he came across the visage of a small boy, red headed and chubby cheeked. He swallowed, and the boy looked up at him, his eye sockets empty, just like the face he had seen hovering over Billy's shoulder.
"Can you help me find my mommy?" the boy asked, and Teddy paused, not quite sure how to respond.
"Billy....?" he looked over his shoulder at the room he had just left, "Do you see this?"
The child reached out to take Teddy's hand, and immediately his fingertips felt the ice cold of the boy's touch. He felt his skin growing numb, and he shivered. Not from fear, but from genuine cold. "Billy...?" his voice was growing faint, and he felt as if he might pass out.
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Posted: Sun Oct 02, 2011 12:02 pm
Reluctantly Elizabeth turned back around sweeping her flashlight through the air around her. This place was really starting to creep her out. But Todd was the boss of this operation and he was usually spot-on with finding what he was looking for. She wasn't one to argue.
"Alright... Alright. We'll go check the lower levels, But i'll be very cross with you if my hair get's wet." She joked. She didn't care about that kind of thing, she was a tom-boy ever since she was a little girl. While other's were playing with dolls, She was off playing Pirates with the boys. Good to see somethings never change.
She continued on on to the low waters again sweeping her her light back and forth, the light she had gave off a violet hue to it. It was a gift from Todd one year, it was the girliest thing she owned, and her favorite.
"This place really does remind me of a haunted ship. not because it's scary, I've see that before...But mostly because well... think I saw--"
Suddenly her words were cut off just as they entered a new room, her purple flashlight shined brightly against the image of the same girl form earlier, directly in front of them. but behind her was a mass of ballroom dancers, and a singer, all staring intensely at them.
"Todd? Please tell me I've gone mad...?"
Bugger all. I knew we should have left the room. She thought but dared not say anything.
The girl said nothing as well, but eerily pointed to the door behind them.
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Posted: Sun Oct 02, 2011 3:26 pm
Todd looked into the same room that Betsy had looked into just after she had done so, scanning it with his flashlight. It was dark and mildewy. The furniture looked rotting, while some articles and debris floated in the water. Otherwise there didn't seem to be much else there. Silence reigned, only interrupted by the continuing drops of water sounds.
"Why would you be mad?" Todd asked rather nonchalantly. Was she trying to fool him? Was this some sort of game Betsy was trying to play? Talking about haunted ships and all? Please. It would take a bit more to scare Todd off. Todd looked over at Betsy quizzically, She looked genuinely frightened and perplexed. Ha ha, thought Todd. Excellent acting.
Brrrr.... Todd rubbed his arms, trying to warm himself. It was suddenly much colder down in this part of the ship. His hair was getting pretty wet too, which didn't help either. Todd hoped he'd get out of this with some treasure -- not a cold!
"C'mon, Betsy. Let's search the other rooms. And quit acting weird."
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Posted: Sun Oct 02, 2011 4:09 pm
Billy sighed and turned around, but had a frown on his face as Teddy was nowhere near close enough to have copped a good feel as he thought he had done. Billy brought up the flashlight to Teddy's face and saw the slack expression on his handsome face.
"Teddy? What's wr..."
Billy's eyes fell down to the small boy standing in front of him and holding his husband's hand. He gave a start. A child, on this abandoned ship?
"Who the hell are...?"
The flashlight's beam of light hit the child's face and the eyeless figure turned towards Billy. His face immediately went ghastly pale and his jaw opened impossibly wide with razor sharp teeth and he hissed. Literally hissed at Billy before his visage evaporated into the depths of the ship's lower structure.
Billy felt his heart pounding, and the small of his back was cold with perspiration. Yet his own fears would have to be thrown aside. He saw Teddy looking ready to drop and he hurried over and wrapped his arm around his wide shoulders.
Billy's face was a mask of dire concern, "Teddy? Babe? Talk to me! Are you okay?"
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Posted: Mon Oct 03, 2011 1:49 pm
"Bleeding Hell, Rice! Don't you see them?!" Elizabeth only called him by his last name when she was feeling over emotional. And This would most certainly be one of those times. Not only that but he was walking right through them as if they were nothing but air! Had she truly gone loopy?
"I-I can't believe it..." She whispered walking very closely to Todd, She took out her knife to try and protect herself from the ghosts, but they weren't attacking.
The little girl however was following them. She didn't speak but kept pointing behind Betsy to get her attention. But she was too fixated on the little girl. The girl was not frantically pointing to something above, so slowly tor her eyes from the girl.
Looking to were she was pointing she could see a dark shadow in the distance, and Todd had wandered a head of her, when a large piano came rolling extremely fast right at Todd's direction! As if the Shadow had somehow 'pushed' it.
"Todd, look out!" Betsy yelled running at him full spead and tackling him into the shallow murky water just as the grand piano came skidding by crashing to pieces into against a far wall.
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Posted: Mon Oct 03, 2011 7:54 pm
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x It was all soft and fuzzy now, the silence, the quiet, emanating from the space between his ears where all his thoughts took place. It was magnificent, this weightlessness in his brain. He almost felt like he could sink into it forever. How had it even happened to him?
There before him was a field, filled with flowers, soft and white, flickering back and forth in the wind like they were winking to him playfully. He wanted them. He wanted to roll in them, to sink in knees deep and scoop them up in armfuls, spraying them towards the sun in a white fluttering distraction of white petals. He wanted to block out the sun with them, and the noise...all the noise...
The little boy was back, waving to Teddy to follow him. Can you help me find my mother? The boy's voice, floating in his head. Of course he could help him. It was the right thing to do. He could help. He could help.
He felt weightless, sinking backwards as he moved forwards through the field, some large weight coming off of him, falling away and leaving him feeling newborn. Soft and pink like a child just seeing the light of the hospital room.
"Teddy?"
"Hmm?"
Help me find my mother!
Oh right. He was helping that kid find his mom. Right. But who had said his name?
"Babe?"
There was that voice again. The child reached for his hand, but his eyes were opening, his lids felt so heavy.
"Talk to me! Are you okay?"
Teddy's eyes looked up at Billy, almost as if he didn't recognize him at first. "Where did that kid go?" he asked "I have to help him find his mother...let me go help him...."
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