fishesoutofwater | TEST DIVE #3

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A: There’s a Storm on the Horizon
A brainstorm. On advice about the ingenuity of multi person parties, and from admitted lack of understanding of many needs of organics, URSULA has selected you and a partner (or partners) to go to one of the observatories with food, beds, and recording devices to have a jam session for ideas about missions.

You are not to leave the room until you have some good ones. So get cracking! Start suggesting to one another what the base needs to do.

Or get horribly, horribly sidetracked and possibly a little crazy at being locked up together with the ocean staring at you. Judging.

B: The Abysmal Sea
You’re stranded.

One of the planet’s troublesome signal-interfering pulses has just made your communication devices 100% nonfunctional. No matter how you try to call URSULA for help, she isn’t able to respond. The database strapped to your wrist is just a useless chunk of metal now, leaving you without a useful library of knowledge to survive off. If you were driving any underwater vehicle prior to this point, it’s broken down. And unless you’re a mechanic, it’ll be pretty hard to get it jumpstarted again.

Don’t fret! The communication systems always come online eventually, so if you stay put, it’ll boot back up and give you directions straight back to base so you can finally get home. But can you really afford to stay put? The sunlight’s slowly streaming out of the sky, leaving the waters darker and darker with each passing second. Soon, you won’t be able to see five feet in front of you, and the only warning you’ll get of any approaching threat is through sound, if they even make any.

You have a few choices: take a daring risk and try swimming back to base, but on the off-chance you don’t remember the directions correctly from before you were cut off, you’re going to get even more lost, in the darkness of the night no less. Or, you could huddle in, with any friends if they were unfortunate enough to be with you, and start focusing on getting warm. Because spending the night out here in the vast oceans with the entire world against you is becoming a very, very real possibility.

C: Test Drive Test Dives
The Robotics section of the laboratory needs your help! Whether you were a poor sap who got dragged into it or love working on robots, this is your time to shine!

A few suits need testing to get the kinks out of them. And you know, figure out how they work in general. So be a dear and get in one so the others can watch you flail around and discover how it works.

If you're not into being a crash test dummy, you can help do repair work, analyze blueprints of various underwater vehicles, bring in scrap metal to work with or maybe just try painting the Seamoth neon pink.

D: Camping Trip
Floater Island is the only real land around so even if it's a longer trip, it's nice to volunteer for an overnight mission there sometimes. Who doesn't want to camp out under the stars when you've been living under the sea this whole time? Attempt to make s'mores out of plants and that chocolate bar you have left! Play with Birdogs! Go for a swim in the lake! Try very hard to get some sort of emotional response from a Light Frog!

Well, sure, you're here on a mission but it's okay to goof off and enjoy yourselves with some campfire stories and freshly cooked Chomper kebobs sometimes. Just grab a few samples from the abandoned farm at least so it looks like you actually worked.

E: THE AURORA
Quiet except for the creaks and rumbles as the ship settles and shifts, the sound of Reapers screaming in the distance every so often, the Aurora is a creepy place to visit for a mission. The remains of those crew members not buried, and the belongings of many others, still litter the ship's halls. It might be nice to remove any skeletons you find.

Of course, their misfortune is your opportunity to catch up on some reading, browse whatever video games they left, get medical supplies and enjoy the comforts they no longer need.

But is it possible the Aurora is haunted? Surely not. Except sometimes you might hear voices from far away. It might just be the people you came on board with, unless they're with you. Or it might be a Cave Crawler knocking over some recording device. You're not too scared to check, right?

F: Farmville
Time to tend to the crops! That's right, the underwater farm needs your help. Some trees and plants rest on the seabed under protective covers that allow them to grow their leaves and fruits while the roots firmly keep them in the sand. Harvest some apples, more apples, oranges, strawberries and other delicious produce that sounds much, much better than a regular diet of fish.

And once you've helped get a basket full of crops for the base, it's time to cook them! But what are you going to make? Apple stuffed fish? Orange stuffed fish? Nah, get creative with what you have! Everyone is counting on you for dinner!

BASED ON CODE BY TESSISAMESS AND SUPERSUITS

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

[ ALL FOOD IS EQUALLY GROSS.

To be fair, she also sort of turned traitor her home world for the sake of Earth. So she's not going to be mentioning that, either. They can hide awkward truths together! ]

What makes you think we do? Besides, we don't just have Homeworld, we've got all sorts of colonies churning out gems!

[ Because that's what they do. Strip a planet bare and use everything to create gems. ]

Or. Well. Homeworld does, anyway.

[ well see, they have another thing in common! their species are into destroying other species, apparently. wow they should be besties. ]

What, like mining? [ since you're animated rock aliens or. whatever. karkat still doesn't know if the gem thing is literal or not. ] Are the rest of them as yappy as you are? If so, remind me to never run into another gem for my own sanity.

[ Clearly destined to be the best of friends. The only thing keeping them apart is their mutual hostility! ]

No, not mining! Gems are grown, using the resources and nutrients in a planet's crust! [ Like mining. But different. ]

Oh, gee, I don't know - are all trolls as bad-tempered as you are? And I am not yappy!

All you've done since we started this inane conversation is yap. I would say it was in my ear, but you don't reach that high.

[ karkat rolls his eyes because alright. she's seriously calling him bad-tempered??

(he is but that's not the point) ]

You're the one who started this by "yapping" about food!

[ WOW a short joke. If she had her stilts, he'd be in trouble. ]

And all peridots are my size. It's how we are! I used to have limb enhancers!

[ he is indeed petty enough to make short jokes. ]

What, so there are a shit ton of other yappy little green versions of you on your planet? That sounds awful. My condolences to your entire galaxy.

Gems do have different personalities, you know. Just because we're the same type doesn't mean we're exactly the same!

[ Whoa there, Peridot. Showin' some independent thought. ]

I could say the same to you? You kept implying that all trolls are like me.

[ no one is quite as shouty.

they can be dicks though. ]

For all I know, they could be!

[ Peridot snaps her retort right back at Karkat. This conversation is making her irritable (trick question she's irritable all the time). She glares at him for a long moment and then takes a deep breath to try and center herself. Calm down, Peridot. Don't chew his head off. ]

Alright, that... wasn't... fair of me.

[ Is she... trying to be... nice? Sort of? ]

I am perfectly aware that it wasn't fair of you but thanks for actually admitting your horrible error.

[ his inner jade voice tells him to "be polite, fuckass!" though so maybe he should

attempt to be

not..... hostile..... since peridot made an attempt.... ugh. ]

Why don't we both agree that the two of us do not represent either of our species?

[ Wow, look at these two losers. ]

You can say that again...

[ Her reply is more of a mutter - and it's directed at herself. Her? Rebel against Homeworld? Never!

OK, maybe. ]

[ he opens his mouth to repeat what he just said but closes it once he realizes that was most likely not something she exactly expected him to do it.

so.

now that karkat is not actively trying to argue with her he is just going to stand there awkwardly. ]

So. You are a. Gem person.

[ smooth. ]

[ Oh good, a new, equally awkward topic of conversation. She shuffles her feet for a moment, frowning, as if she's considering whether she ought to take offense at this categorization of her being. ]

Not a gem-person. Just a gem!

[ She gestures at her forehead. ]

Peridot.

[ She folds her arms with a sniff. ]

It's not that hard to remember.

[ he's still just trying to figure out the gem thing because like... is she the gem? is the gem just some biological accessory like his horns? alien anatomy is so confusing. ]

Okay fine, Peridot. See, I am using your name in conversation. This is me, addressing you, Peridot the gem, in a conversational manner.

Well, we're making progress.

[ That might just be a tad sarcastic. ]

What's your name, anyway?

[ Come on, she can't just call him 'weird troll guy'. ]

[ first of all, she can totally keep calling him weird troll guy. karkat's actual friends probably call him weird troll guy.

there is no second point to this. ]

Karkat Vantas.

[ it's said in a very duh tone, as if he somehow expected peridot to know that without him actually introducing himself first. ]

Karkat. Right.

[ Weird name. Not that she can really judge. She's still getting used to weird troll people and their weird troll culture. ]

Well. Karkat. [ She clears her throat. ]

Aside from the lack of adequate food, what do you think about this miserable place?

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