"And so then, and so, so then, I said to her, Rin, you're top's down! *snort* Isn't that just sooooooo funny, K-kaito?" I groaned, then faked a laugh to please the drunk-out-of-her-mind Meiko who had told me the stupid story. Miku was laughing too, except her chuckles were real (proven by the twenty or so shots of Sake she and Meiko had each consumed over the past hour).
"Hey, hey, enough wif duh embarrassing stories!" Rin slurred, leaning closer towards the table in the center of the circle of couches to put down her bottle of some American drink called "hard lemonade"? I had no idea what it was but it was obviously alcoholic because Rin nearly fell from her seat just trying to reach over and set it down on a flat surface! "Now I'm gonna tell you all a story. It's *burp* 'bout these things called 'merloids' that live in these very waters."
Uninterested in Rin's silly drunken folktale, I made my way to the edge of the ship and leaned over the bar, gazing out over the sea. Somehow, Miku had managed to convince me to attend an after-concert party on her private yacht, and now I was stuck with a bunch of stupid drunken girls until we made our way back to port in the morning.
As I continued to admire the scenery, I heard snippets of Rin's story.
"Merloids are like us but with the torso of a human and the gills and tail of a fish. Apparently, scientists were trying to adapt Vocaloids to the water but their experiments failed and escaped the laboratory."
"How so?" Miku asked.
"They're cannibals! They sing their siren songs to us mortals and then eat our fake flesh and metal bones for dinner!"
The two other girls gasped in horror while I just snorted at their stupidity. "Merloids aren't real," I scoffed, "They're just a legend." Suddenly, CRACK! I was snapped out of my rant by a flash of lighting. Dark clouds began swirling around our ship, and the waves became black and ever increasing in might. I held on as tight as I could to the metal railing on the side of the deck as the sea began twirling the boat around like a leak. "Hang on!" I screamed just as the thunder started rolling in and the clouds above us burst at the seams with rain. The wind was picking up, and the wetness in the air (along with my sweating palms) was making it impossible to hang on any longer. Then, out of nowhere, SLAM! I felt something large and soft, probably one of the leather couches, collide with my back, knocking me right off the ship and into the murky waters below.