So you're doing whatever it is you do—let's say killing bad guys—and instead of firing your blaster at the X-Nauts in, uh, the Pewter City Gym, you're suddenly firing air at a wall (be careful, that's new wallpaper) in what looks like a really nice hotel room. Whoa. You've certainly never been here before.
There's this little thing on your bed that's asking you to post to some thing called ShipNET. Seriously, it won't shut up. So you make a post, and within minutes, you learn from a random voice that you're on a cruise ship called the MS Elegante, and your destination is some place called the Golden Shore ("And no," the first mate says, sounding tired, when you ask. "It ain't the Gold Coast. People're always askin' that. It's not."). Another voice wonders how long you'll survive before your face is torn off in some place called "Camp Carnival" (what, you thought cruises were all sunshine and bunnies?).
You don't know how you got there, or why you're there. You want answers, but the crew isn't talking. The captain asks if you like watering cans.
Except this one's on a boat!
We've already got Greed, but we'd love a larger cast! God knows this advertiser would like to see Envy or Edward. Reservations and applications are open!