Sinking Ship Meme Novels & Stories

"This is your Captain speaking! Please be informed that our ship just started traveling to the breathtaking Las Islas de Bridgerton. The ship will be expected to arrive in forty minutes. So, sit back and enjoy." The only thing I did when I realize that is draw a few long curve lines on my forehead when it is now hard for me to get back to the port unless you are willing to swim in the freezing temp of the ocean. But I'm not gonna do that. It was purported that a few fishermen died while swimming in the ocean because they were eaten by those hungry and furious sharks.

“Fucking let me know if that’s the plan, dude, so the captain can evacuate before the ship sinks.” “The captain goes down with the ship, Jass,” Ronin rolled his eyes, not in the mood for his friend’s twisted sense of humour. “Lastly, why are you hanging out with me in the first place? Have fun. I’m fine here. Go! I just have a lot on my mind.”

I opened my heart and let the gold smoke flow through my arms. I clapped my hands together. A wave of pure, white light—the souls of a thousand Omegas—shot upward. It hit the golden ship like a tidal wave of stars. The ship’s artificial soul-engine groaned. The gold plating began to melt. The warriors on deck fell to their knees as the memories of the people they had killed flooded their minds. "The ship is going down!" Chloe screamed, grabbing onto the railing. "No!" Damon yelled, trying to hold the helm. "I am the King! I am the—"

Note: The sentences inside the parentheses would be their thoughts. “What about Peter? I don't see him anywhere.” Soheila asked Theodore. “He's following us.” “What about the ship?” “Destroyed.” Theodore shrugged his shoulders. Soheila's jaw dropped. “The whole ship was destroyed?!” Her voice was quite loud, the six birds and the others heard her. They turned around and looked at Soheila and Theodore, wondering what ship was destroyed.

Deep under the sea. An extremely simple and unsophisticated huge copper ship passed by Gerald’s fleet at this time. Its existence was just like a burst of energy that could not even be detected by a detector. What was this simple and unsophisticated ship that was covered in bronze? Soon after that, the figure of this large copper ship continued sinking toward the bottom of the ocean. Countless underwater creatures made way as though they were fleeing for their lives as soon as they saw this huge behemoth.

(Holographic Broadcast) At these moment, the viewers can see that Reporter Vincent John were getting riled up as well as the many Aeternum Soldiers and Sailors that were on the ship. Everyone can see that all those that were on the 2nd ship were already pumped up filled with bravery and eager to save their president and comrades, their body were shaking and they gripped their weapons and shield each time gripping their grips tighter. As for the Viewers they too were anxious and can’t sit still at all, as they saw the president situations, they too shared the same feeling that they hoped the 2nd ship got there faster. But at that moment, there is a sudden changes on the currently sinking 4th

Its bow rose high into the air as its stern plummeted into the water. All Ishida could do at the moment was to watch the Medietan ship sink. The Piletan seaplane soon returned and launched yet another deadly torpedo at the already sinking ship and finished off the survivors, who were lingering in the water— for some reason— with its torpedoes. SPLASH!! Rat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat! Rat-tat-tat-tat! KABOOOOOM!! After finishing the Medietan troopship, the seaplane turned around.

The group of men looked at each other, completely confused about the situation. When Caym and others were still in shock, someone on the ship suddenly shrieked, “Look at that ship over there. It’s crashing toward us.” “What?” Everyone’s facial expression changed dramatically. Caym roared loudly, “Crap! Incoming, shoot them!”

He turned his back to them, facing the rising flood as the ship groaned its final agony. Elena and Lucas dove into the freezing, oily water. The cold was a shock that stopped their hearts for a second. They fought through the dark, their hands locked, kicking toward a square of lesser blackness the ragged hole in the sinking ship’s side. They burst onto the surface, gasping, choking. A small motorboat cut through the fog, Arthur at the helm, hauling them in. They collapsed on the deck, shivering violently, the silver vial still clenched in Elena’s frozen fist.

The floor of the ship tipped so fast June’s feet skidded across the cold metal. A loud, deep groan came up from under the water. It sounded like some huge animal waking up after a long sleep. The ship was dying. “The submarine is connecting to us!” Marcus yelled. He grabbed a metal pipe to steady himself. “June, we have to move now before the air locks break!”