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The SS Big

The situation continues to stabilize, and the reality of the weird situation continues to sink in throughout the little camps that have spontaneously assembled throughout the ship. The wind from the portal is still howling away, but you can tune it out. Loud and strong though it may be, is not nearly big enough to swallow the Big as it did the pirate ship. As such, you get to enjoy a few more minutes of relative quiet before loud clangs and the screams of bending metal again fill the air.

Many of the tired people shout and rush further from the shipping district with renewed panic. Sam and Justine join the more adventurous of the passengers in checking out this new... threat?

At the stern of the ship, a red and blue streak dashes through the water, creating a massive wake behind it as it strikes various points in the shipping district, trying to push the Big away from the whirlpool with middling success.

"Is that who I think it is?" Sam asks, squinting into the spray of water surrounding the fluttering figure.

As suddenly as it started, the pounding and creaking and splashing stop, and the colorful figure rises up to hang in the air before the gathered observers. That sure is Superman alright. He's got the revealing costume and everything. He pauses to think for a second.

"I cannot move the ship all at once," he announces in a booming voice without introducing himself or asking anyone else. You notice a few new holes in the hull where he had already tried and failed to do just that. "So, I will take groups of twenty at a time." He looks at the field of ruined shipping containers for a second, but discards the thought of using them. "...in buses and lifeboats that I will bring shortly."

He dashes off into the sky at ludicrous speed to retrieve the vehicles of evacuation. The denizens of the SS Big are understandably divided on how to react to this, but a group led by the supportive little girl nearby quickly scrambles to gather people who need medical attention.

After he's dropped off the second bus, the sound of static again pierces the sounds of the excited crowd. The screens that Monokuma set up all come back to life. Sam turns and angrily points his vacuum at the one in the mall, but calms down confused when the image resolves to the helmeted face of Aisling. Aisling adjusts the camera in what appears to be the bridge of the Big, then bunny hops away without a word, no doubt in pursuit of her next inscrutable quest objective. A small group of mundane explorers step up to take her place adjusting the camera.

"Hey, is this working?" A loud squeak of microphone feedback confirms it is. "Okay! Everyone, it looks like we have radio now! Kinda! We can coordinate the... evacuation? Of different districts from here. So, stay tuned I guess!"

Options would include flagging down the flying man for questions or to tell him something, heading up to the bridge to make announcements, or... well, a bunch of other things, probably. What do?
"Okay, as much as I love being evil I have to check out the other world. I need to take care of the passengers."

Returning To The Real World
It was then that Jacob met Clark Kent, aka Superman, in the air. "Excuse me. I'm not trying to bother you, but I have the power to escort the civilians in the ship to land via the magic of teleportation."
"I couldn't help but notice you bare a strong resemblance to a superhero I've read about in my world."
"Are you one of us?"