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Jude Terror wrote:The Weasel is standing quietly alone with only his Blanket and his Trenchcoat, pondering his course of action. He has achieved dominance over this tiny vessel, and it will surely be his first step towards dominance over the universe. But first, they must find land. "Trenchcoat, Blanket... it is time that you work together. We must come up with a plan to reach land. As a born leader, I know that it is important that I myself do as little work as possible. Therefore, I must delegate. We must see if any of my minions has a compass and the ability to use one. We must gather makeshift oars, and assign weak-minded but able bodied minions to operate them. Do either of you have any other ideas?"
"I say we try not to get killed by pirates!" says Trench Coat, alerting you to the presence of the Dark Water. You had been so deep in evil meditation that you didn't hear all the hooping and hollering going on around you. Mice squeak, after all.