Mister Pibb Plugg calls out, "To the no-rate, non-qual, food-eating, stores-sucking, air-breathing waste of skin we have christened Sprawl ... know that while the crew of the Wormwood did valiantly fight the elements themselves this yesternight, you had shirked your duty and hidden in a hole to sleep. By not being at your assigned post, others had to pick up your slack and in turn tire themselves out more and so on that the whole of the ship's crew and complement were affected negatively by one sailor - you - selfishly placing himself above the others in seeking out rest when none was offered to his betters.

"For this act of selfishness, cowardice, and total lack of the spirit of a shipmate, by order of the captain you are hereby reprimanded for your actions by way of six lashes of the whip, to be delivered by Mast Scourge at this time."

Sprawl, do you take your punishment quietly, or do you resist the riggers who remove your shirt and make you face the mainmast to be tied there until punishment has ended?