EQ Mermaids Pinkie and AJ fixing the scooter

Wow! I like the story, it is basically Titanic, but without it being Cameron's Titanic. It felt less cheesy, more urgent, and kinda narrated in a fresh, matter-of-fact way that nonetheless brought feelings of nostalgia, terror and hope, all at the same time. Thanks for sharing!!!!!!

As always, it is a pleasure to hear from you! I thank you and I will keep up the work going!

Glad to have helped you out, mate. :) Keep up the good work, my friend! :D

Swissair171

Who is next?... It's so nice to see these two again, AJ especially who hasn't been involved in awhile. Pinkie and Fluttershy and especially RD have been dominating the extras and cameos. And completed version or art. Who is this guy and where did he come from? Bah.. The bras look glued on. There are no visible straps. What is happening off screen? Out of focus something seems to be about. Here'd be another situation unrelated to EQG. A woman living in Britain has wealthy parents in Philly. A mishap and hard times fall upon them, ones that leave them in a bad spot and in need of money. She is engaged to a man she knew only in passing and had no affection for nor romance, and agrees to it out of obligation and practicality, seeing it as business, a means to keep herself and her family out of poverty, marry into his wealthy family. She comes home to America where she is from planning to meet her fiancé in Manhattan, but not before something exciting happens on the way. The boat she boards on the voyage over passes through an extraordinarily large record breaking cluster of floating ice set adrift, and there is an inordinate lack of wind and waves alike, not the slightest wisp nor ripple save the wakes of the many boats sailing through there. The evening is a night of a new moon on top of the dead calmness. After viewing the stars which are more visible than ever without any clouds whatever, she retires to bed. While relaxing, a sudden piercing noise that sounded like metal being scratched by metal, crystal or the like sent her hands over her ears. after half a minute, the deafening scraping sound ended as suddenly as it began, and everything went back to normal. Like you cannot remember when dreams start, or your first conscious thought, she becomes aware of the boat being awfully steady, not rocking nor swaying in the least, and dead still as the ocean itself currently is. No way to pin the moment it happened. The sound of waltz music up above hits her ears. An announcement on PA orders all aboard topside at once. Once there, a large woman stands in front of the crowd and says they must all leave to boat ASAP, and a bunch of emergency rafts are on deck, deafening chains and other metallic sounds make talking impractical. Suddenly, the noises stop making all silent. Women and men are ordered to line up in single file by sex, and forms two smaller lines next to each with children. Minute by minute, the lines shrink, one notably faster than the other, and at one point, five excitable men rush at the rafts, and the lady at the front fires a pistol to make them stop. They retreat, and go elsewhere. She and two friends who accompanied her on her travel get the feeling they should follow those five men who seem more urgent than everyone else who see nothing awry. They find another raft on another part of the deck with four people in it already, the five men seen scrambling into it, not another soul in evidence. The three follow the men and board it, and once in, the raft is lowered into the water, and the five excited guys take the oars and row away with great gusto, obviously more afraid than the others on it, determined to get away. Once at a distance, the darkness and coldness were near absolute, the occupants having to sit close together for warmth. The boat is now nothing but a mass of light with no definite shape in the distance, if they weren't on it they could not tell what it was, though jazz music plays audibly from that direction. After an hour the music stops, the lights go out, and the boat disappears forever. All through the night nothing but darkness, silence and coldness outside their raft greeted them, stars being the only light source by which they could see each other's outlines, utter isolation and vulnerability seeping in. The following morning, the find themselves daylight, and nothing but open ocean and floating ice all about them, no other rafts visible. Someone eventually finds them, and the raft is pulled aboard another boat that turns up with its occupants. Many others from the same voyage were loaded onto the deck, and some of the occupants of the others are soaking wet. Several are comatose, possibly dead. She gets to Manhattan and meets her husband to be, who then attends her on a train ride to Philly to meet her parents, and their fortune is secured by the marriage.

Robert Moat