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Post by Tiran O'Saurus on Apr 26, 2022 8:25:22 GMT -5
Chapter 10:
“Ahoy!” Beatrice yelled, which as you know from the story’s beginning means “Look at that ominous looking ship!”
“Wait a minute… the pirate on that ship is Omar!” Klaus realized.
“Over here!” Violet yelled.
Omar sailed right up against the jetty, lowering a rope ladder so they could climb aboard. “Come in. I’ve set a course for Sontag Shore, we’ll be there in a few hours.” The Baudelaires sat on the deck and wondered what would happen once they arrived. Would there still be a manhunt for them? Did VFD still exist? What had changed in the year they’d been gone? Soon they had another question.
“What is that ringing noise?” Sunny asked.
“It sounds like my portable Volunteer Factual Dispatch machine. Go below decks while I read it.” The Baudelaires went down below decks, eventually entering the artillery room. Artillery room is a phrase which here means “Room where cannons are kept”. Above them, they overheard Omar and Lorenz reading the dispatch.
“The pirate ship you are on should be brought to Baudelaire’s Dock, which as you know is named in memorial to burned volunteers. To get there, sail up wind and then down wind, along Rutabaga River until you reach where the Hotel Elektra stands. Head into Swarthy Swamp. Don’t worry, the denouement of this journey has been reached.” The machine rang again.
“It’s Sebald code, I’d bet my life on it.” Lorenz said.
“So it would say… ‘The’ ‘Baudelaire’s’ ‘burned’ ‘down’ ‘Hotel’ ‘denouement’. The Baudelaires burned down Hotel Denouement? We have to bring them to justice!” Omar decoded.
Author's note: Sorry about the delay. Comments are appreciated.
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Post by Tiran O'Saurus on May 4, 2022 8:52:46 GMT -5
Chapter 10:
Quickly, Klaus pulled off his eyepatch and wrapped it around the door knob. He attached the other side to a hook on the wall. “That will stop them from getting in for a bit. We need to escape.”
Violet tied her hair up and looked for materials. “Using the gunpowder from this cannon, I could blow a hole in the floor. I’d need some way to light it.”
“Wouldn’t that make the ship sink?” Sunny asked.
“Yes, but we’ll be captured otherwise.” Violet said.
“Morambig!” Beatrice said, which meant “Did you burn down the Hotel Denouement? I don’t remember that from the stories you told me.”
“I can probably start a fire by refracting light through my glasses.” Klaus said, purposefully ignoring Beatrice. Violet dumped the gunpowder on the floor, just as there was a knock on the door.
“Baudelaires? This door seems to be jammed. We finished reading the message, you can come up now.” Omar said through the door.
“What did it say?” Klaus asked, in a faux (a word which here means false) casual voice.
“Oh, just instructions on where to dock.”
“Alright Klaus, can you line up your glasses now?” Violet asked. He did, and slowly the wood that the gunpowder was on began to ignite.
“It’s the principles of the convergence and refraction of light! To the lifeboats!” Lorenz screamed.
To imagine how loud the explosion was, go into a very quiet room and ask your most annoying cousin to sing their favorite song as loudly as possible. The noise in the artillery deck of the FFPS Hera was about 20 times the sheer loudness and unpleasantness of that sound. The Baudelaires were now floating in water as a ship sank around them. It broke apart and tore itself to pieces, some landing a bit too close to the Baudelaires for comfort.
“We’ll have to swim. Klaus, carry Beatrice. I’ll carry Sunny.” They swam off for such an amount of time I feel obliged to take at least three chapters to show how long and tiring it was.
Chapter 11:
The Baudelaires swam for a day and a night.
Chapter 12:
The Baudelaires swam for another day and another night.
Chapter 13:
The Baudelaires swam for another day and night, but this will not be this chapter’s end. For the first time in this miserable story, the second worst thing to see at sea wasn’t there. “Ho!” Beatrice yelled, which meant “I see a foggy beach!”
“That beach isn’t foggy,” Klaus said, “It’s briny. We’ve made it back to the city.” He thought that the doldrums of their lives were over, that their priorities could now be to live, not just to survive. He was very, very wrong.
To my kind editor:
I write to you from the bottom of the Ravenous Ravine, where I am searching for any evidence that Capulet Clubhouse might have housed more figures of importance than just the Baudelaires. The next time you hail a taxi, ask the driver for a cigarette. Instead of one, he will give you my next manuscript, called The Traitorous Trench, along with a demotivational poster, a false driver's license, the dented detectives badge of Jonessmith Smithjones, and the final part of Ben’s letter, which I expect you to not include in the interest of accuracy.
With all due respect,
Lemony Snicket
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Post by Tiran O'Saurus on May 11, 2022 6:28:30 GMT -5
Sorry that it's taking me a bit to make the sequel, so in the meantime I'm curious. Did anyone figure out all of Beatrice's allusions?
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Post by HAL 10,000 on May 11, 2022 9:01:32 GMT -5
I got all of them except yungerth and morambig.
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Post by Tiran O'Saurus on May 11, 2022 11:21:59 GMT -5
I got all of them except yungerth and morambig. Yungerth is Young Earth, a school of thought that the earth was created with history still in it. Hence "it came that way." Morambig is Morally Ambiguous.
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