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Sim: A cruise? You mean sun, the ocean and all those scantilly clad bodies?! It's the perfect canvas for fashion inspiration!!! Add me to the roster!!

We have a WINNER OF THE CRUISE. :O


The winner of the Raffle is:

Ticket holder number 4, Elijah!

Elijah's ticket, and two extra for a friend of his choice, and a guardian:




We'll reveal who else will be joining him on the cruise after he tells us who he'll pick.



(If anyone wnats to see a screenshot of the randomizer, then say so. ^_^
And ticket design by meee! biggrin )

((What exactly is the opening post? Would that be for when the Simu gets the ticket or is it when they go to the port?

Shall edit this once Huni understands better or gets some sleep, whichever comes first XD))

((Just coming to the ship, if you want. ^^ Whatever you like. ))

"Ooo Ronin, I'm so excited." The mother called as she hugged him like she had often done during the past few hours.
Ronin instead just looked at his sister Kyoko with a scared impression, holding the ticket tightly in his small hands.

"Promise me you will be careful and listen to the older ones if they want to help you." Kyoko said and the young boy nodded quickly. If Kyoko said it was alright, it had to be. Ray would be proud of him going on such a journey too.

While Lena was close to crying because of giving her son away for so many days and tried to get the water out of her eyes , Ronin watched the surroundings. There was the big fat ship, which looked pretty cool and...there was someone else who seemed to wait for a ship. A big girl, which looked very simu-like to the young one and even a bit familiar. But hadn't the purple been smaller last time ?

Ignoring the other teen he allowed Lena to hug him again and sighed. Hopefully there was the Kerryn coming or at least someone else, who didn't annoy him. Fear was slowly crouching into his mind and Ronin became worried. He needed to go as quickly as possible or otherwise he wouldn't go at all.

So he was hugged a last time and followed Zanna up to the boat. He didn't look back a single time, but concentrated on the room number on his ticket. Everything was so big and luxurious here, Kyoko would have hated it. Very insecure the young Simu stood in front of the door and didn't dare to open it. What now ?

Tobias, suitcase in hand and massively overpacked bag over his shoulder, keeps both eyes on Elijah every few seconds, as if he'd suddenly disappear out of sight if he didn't.

"This is it!" he announces, clearing his throat. Ahead of him with a considerably lighter choice of luggage, Elijah is already scanning the premises, ignoring his guardian in every possible way. Unnerved by this fact, Tobias continues talking to further the conversation and to keep a paranoid hold on his ever-troublesome "son."

Fumbling for the tickets, Tobias puts a heavy hand on Elijah's shoulder with his ticket extended between two fingers. "Let's get on board and take a look around. Hopefully where I'm staying isn't more than a hop, skip, and jump away from you.."

Elijah rolls his eyes indiscreetly, hoping for the exact opposite. He'd already foiled one plan, the idea of the basic tracking device planted within his messily packed luggage. But if the company of his guardian is the only way he could go on this trip, then he'll have to roll with the punches.

"Yeah, right. On board," he mumbles blandly in reply, taking the ticket roughly from his guardian's fingers. The pair, their wings making them look nearly identical from behind, make their way on board the cruise ship, both thinking and aiming for very different goals..

"Sim, you're going to be late!" Huni groaned, lowering her hat over her face to hide her identity. It was embarrassing to be seen carrying the lemon yellow suitcase, even more so since Sim painted polka dots onto it. She'd been rueing the day she sang "She wore an isty bitsy teeny weeny yellow polka dot bikini" in the shower and Sim over heard her.

"It's only normal to be fashionably late mother." Sim grinned, adjusting the over-grown shades on his face. Sim like always was a sight to behold, he insisted on wearing a fuschia hawaiian shirt unbuttoned over a black sleeveless net top revealing his somewhat pale torso. Blue and brown flip flops adorned his feet, while the orange and beige plaid kilt showed off his well shaped legs.

'Why don't I have legs as nice and flawless as Sim's?' Huni couldn't help but wonder. "Well, here we are, that's the boat you'll be on. Be careful and don't fall overboard." Huni warned and embraced him.

"You're wrinkling my shirt, mother." Sim winced, "But fear not, I shall only pretend to drown in the pool if there is a capable and attractive lifeguard on duty." he giggled. Taking his luggage from Huni, he trotted over to the conductor and presented his ticket. As he got up the boarding plank, he made a 180 degree turn and gave flying kisses towards Huni.

"Tata, dear matriarch! I shall return a bronze god!" he declared with an animated wave before promptly tripping onto the boat's deck, effectively spilling the contents of his hand-carry bag.