A Rambling Cephalopod Narrative:

[cthulhu77]

As Dan placed the ring on his finger, huge sky-flung monoliths erupted from the sea around the ship...basalt pylons with unimaginable carvings gibbously carved deep into them that warped the very light of the sun...
The Albatross rolled from port to starboard as a pressure wave came up from beneath her...the crew staggered about...Eric screaming and pointing at the water below, Alberto crossing his arms and smiling smugly, Greg attempting to get into the kitchen , and last of all, Captain Dan...who seemed in a trance, while the world around him shook.

 

[chrono_war01]

the top part was hidden in the clouds. Although you can see it came from the water, nuthin was living on it, on molluscs no algae, no nuthin. Dan thought something werid was going on....but it was Eric who spoike first...um..did you summon that with the ring?

 

[atticus_finch]

Dan replied, "No, m8..I just tapped my heels three times.."

 

[cthulhu77]

As Greg was trying to open the stubborn kitchen door in vain, there was a rumbling from beneath the ship, and fish began to leap out of the water in fear.
But all of this failed to avert the crew's attention as the galley door flew open (knocking Greg's thin frame to the deck) and Stephen emerged, dressed in lace thigh highs and a micro mini..."What are you doing wearing my best pumps?" He yelled accusingly at Dan.

 

[Steve O'Shea]

And super heroes
Came to feast
To taste the flesh
Not yet deceased

For all they knew ...

 

[cthulhu77]

"And super heroes
Came to feast
To taste the flesh
Not yet deceased

For all they knew..." sang out Alberto...causing all of them to pause. The roiling of the water began to subside a bit, and even the mighty god Cthulhu shrugged a bit, and decided that perhaps he hadn't slept quite long enough yet... he would return to his deep R'lyeh and dream for a while longer, hopefully able to wash the horrifying image of an overweight pasty white guy dressed in tight fitting clothes out of his mind...

Stephen, of course, was somewhat psychic...and heard the scattered thoughts of the ceph god..."Hey, up yours!" He shouted, flipping up his hand in an illiicite response and pointing it down at the water..." I make one heck of a great pot roast !"

 

[Squidman]

"Really?"

Cthulhu was intrigued...

 

[Squidman]

"Very yes!" replied the grammatically incompetent Stephen.

 

[cthulhu77]

Unfortunately for Stephen, having the words of an elder god uttered in his mind caused his capillaries to burst, and soon he was writhing around on the deck with Eric, all a tangle of pantyhose and smeared makeup...

 

[corw314]

"Stephen...Eric.... What in the bloody blazes are you doing? Get up and stop this nonsense. Come help me clean up the mess....The sharks are scouring the sea for seagull remains and look....The ship is damaged there's a large hole, open to the sea...." screamed Greg.....

 

[chrono_war01]

Eric being his usual self, was quick to answer ,'If it's going out to sea, does this mean that the water's going in?' 'Sigh, idiot, yes, watering is coming in and help me clog the ehole before we go down with the dam boat!'

 

[Steve O'Shea]

But something wasn't right. An ehole portal to the very depths of hell had breached, and an eerie green, ghastly smelling smoke trickled from it.

"DAN!!!" Eric spun around, reaching for the Stoocha PPK89 FerkenGattler, but it was too late ...

A pillar of intertwined death and stench, a writhing, heaving mass of dismembered wailing and screaming black-eyed living-dead and dead-living exuded from the portal, their molten limbs and matted, faecal-laden hair tumbling through the soot and debris of millenia in hell ...

 

[Squidman]

"Wow. That's weird." Said Eric

 

[chrono_war01]

Alberto, on the other hand has already dashed into the kitchen. Dan was amused and annoyed,'Alberto! What in the world are you doing? Cooking a meal for them!?' Alberto ignored Dan and took a hammer and pulled out a few nails from the floor and lossened the planks. Dan was still talking' Oh wow, like a wooden board would beat all of them ack tro hell...' Alberto reached into the missing planks and took out what he hid under it, AQUA BOW and AQUA STURM, he then started handing out ammo and guns that could've equipped the whole army. 20 M16s, 5 AK-47s, 2 MP5s, 1 SMAW (machine gun), 3 uzis, and even 4 RPGs. Dan was amused,'So no wonder we got less fish but the ship was heavier the last time we went to Iraq...' Alberto replied,' Shut up and shoot at all the dam zombies or whatever these dam things are.' Eric was handed 2 M16s and a RPG, Greg got the SMAW, Dan got 3 MP5s and a RPG, Alberto was using the Aqua seris. But Eric's mentor was nowhere in sight...thinking that Eric's mentor was already going to heaven, they ran onto the deck to battle the undead from hell. When they ran out, they saw Eric's mentor mounting the AQUA STORMs onto the broken rader dish, he qucikly placed it onto the hull's hole ( which weas made by Kraken eariler) 'Voila! A AQUA Turret!' Everyone was amazed by Eric's mentor's skills. But they qickly continued with going to the deck since the undead are already within meters of the ship...

 

[Jean]

Then the Elven Princess Gadiarkin appeared from the eportal in a blaze of impossibly white light and in a low mysterious voice said " That won't work, they're here to party.........you need to make the super strong liquid waffenfinscher punch and crank up the stereo"


"oooooooh" said Alberto as he rushed to the galley and made up this drink (he just happened to have all the incredients sitting ready).

Soon the stereo was blasting out "Sweet Caroline" and all the undead were oozing in a drunken stupor round the deck, our intrepid hero's(?) were leaning on each other and singing "1000000000000 green bottles hanging on the wall" at the top of thier albeit slurred voices and the kraken was break dancing round the boat.

Gadiarkin look at the debauched bacchanal and sighed " Men" she said and left a large packet of aspirin and alka seltzer in the wheel house before departing back through the eportal.