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Someone needs to make this
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this post was submitted on 29 Jul 2024
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The potential for environmental(?) storytelling with this is amazing. Crew that have been hoarding fruit bringing it to you during restricted rations then the rest of the crew finds out and they just stop showing up, or being bribed to redirect better food from the captain's table, or trying to manage the rationing requirements given to you by an increasingly insane captain while at the same time having to keep the crew happy or they'll turn on you.
Parrots stuffed with crackers, long saltpork, barrels of infinte biscuits, huge oysters, eldtritch fish, trying to keep the nightmares from stealing your ingredients while still serving dinner on time, your knives all go missing so you have to improvise all your recipies without them...
yeah, there's a lot of potential here.
As food supply dwindles you're forced to cook with more and more spoiled ingredients. Leading to sickness and hallucinations on top of the strange supernatural influence. Sleep won't come any more. Whatever is on the ship makes it impossible to rest. Vision is blurry and hearing is off. Which voices are real, which are the ghosts, which are purely your own? The wind has stopped and the ship hasn't moved is a week as the waves rock. People who you thought had jumped overboard are back making requests for dishes from their childhood. Spices you don't remember stocking and couldn't possibly be on board turn up in unexpected places. This looks like saffron. Does saffron taste like that all the time or is this something else entirely?