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TEST DIVE #2








≡U.R.S.U.L.A. NAVIGATION
TEST DIVE MEME


For information about the animals and locations, be sure to check out the BIOME and BASE pages!

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: It’s dangerous to go alone. Take them!
URSULA’s technology is breathtaking. With enough materials, she could make practically anything: weapons, vehicles, all those human comforts and entertainments she forgot to build... or perhaps she could expand the base to give everyone even more leg room. But there’s a catch: you need to get those materials to her in the first place, and scavenging can be a monumental task.

The planet Iniidae has a plethora of materials to provide, but you’ve got to go find them first. Some are easy enough to get, by plucking off the ground or breaking a rock. But some are a bit more challenging, such as Crash Powder, seeing that the Crash defending it will literally explode in your face if you get too close. And then there’s materials such as Blood Oil, only harvestable within the Blood Kelp Caves several hundred meters underwater in the pitch-black darkness… remember, you have to gather resources with your two bare hands. No such thing as driving around and conveniently collecting them within the somewhat-relative safety of an armored vehicle.

Since it’s so dangerous to go alone, URSULA will encourage you all to leave the base in pairs or groups if you’re going to try collecting some of the more precarious materials to harvest. She has heard that most lifeforms find being reconstituted from nanites traumatic, so try not to die in front of each other!

D: Almost, but not quite, Entirely Unlike Tea
The droids, URSULA promises, will do their best to make anything you want. Go on! Ask them anything! She’s excited. This seems like a great way to test out their capacities.

Of course, you need to be very careful what you wish for. Maybe you ask for Hamlet by William Shakespeare, and they do their best but only know so much, giving you a book with some… creative changes. Maybe you ask for a puzzle box, but you weren’t specific enough and things went awry.

Maybe you made the mistake of asking for tea..

No matter what, you were given something that was almost, but not quite, entirely unlike what you asked for. Now what do you do with it?

E: CREATURE FEATURES (possible body horror)
As more data is collected on the creatures of the deep, DNA can also be gathered to allow URSULA to research how to integrate it into her crew members in useful and hopefully unintrusive ways, unless of course permission is given first for more obvious or exhausting additions.

Well, that's the idea, anyway.

Unfortunately, something malfunctioned while URSULA was researching. Her incomplete serum was injected into you through your devices while you slept (or maybe you were knocked unconscious by the sudden change to your body). Now maybe you have the temperament of a Stalker or the thirst of a Bleeder or Gasopod pods on your back that trigger when you're startled. How this genetic malfunction works and what it is can be up to you but while URSULA assures you it's only temporary, you're stuck like this for now.

Have fun?

F: The Caverns of Dream
The ocean calls you. Of course, it's much easier to dismiss it as nightmares. You'll probably think that's all it is after you have them. Flashes of screaming sea creatures writhing in agony, pleading for help, but these creatures can't ask for help, can they? Something huge, beyond the scope of imagination, moves in the ocean of your dreams and calls out to you to go deeper into the darkness. It pleads and begs but not with a voice you can hear or words you can understand.

You wake up in a sweat with the unrelenting desire to take a swim, even though it's late and everyone is asleep. Or maybe someone else just had the same nightmare as you? Are you willing to take a swim and try to understand the dream?


BASED ON CODE BY TESSISAMESS AND SUPERSUITS


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[personal profile] inject 2016-04-26 04:57 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Her sharp, dry snort said all it needed say about his raps, 'sickwicked' or not. This lady was not impressed by them and their potential for being slick as a bowling alley floor.

She also wasn't thrilled with the body language, but at least all he was doing was leaning away. Valentine raised a brow at him and tapped the sensor in her hand.
]

So that I can get a good reading when I put it against your skin.

Don't tell me you're scared of a little lubrication? With an attitude and shades like that?
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[personal profile] splinten 2016-04-26 05:04 pm (UTC)(link)
[HOW DARE SHE DERIDE THE FINE ART OF RAP. Her loss.

Naturally, he immediately flares up in defensiveness.]
I'm not fucking scared of lube. I just—that's going against my skin? What for? What does it read, and how?

[He isn't scared of lube, but he is absolutely not comfortable with actually trusting himself in anyone's hands and he didn't really know that visits to the doctor involved any physical interaction.

The coolkid isn't feeling cool about this.]
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[personal profile] splinten 2016-04-26 05:07 pm (UTC)(link)
Just the usual squishy organic bullshit, Dirk answers. But if you say so, bro.

The entire pattern of the shifting auras is interesting to Dirk, and he has wondered a lot about it as a form of communication. It reminds him a bit about what he read about octopuses. Maybe he'll be able to work out what all the patterns mean, in time.

For his part, he swims pretty silently. The shades have been modified well enough to suit this kind of environment, but the water is still dark, deep, and murky. He turns his head just a fraction, not sure if he saw motion to his left or if it was nothing...
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[personal profile] inject 2016-04-26 05:12 pm (UTC)(link)
Of course it's going against your skin. I can't imagine it's any less alarming than whatever URSULA gave you to make it glitter like that. [ Honestly. She wished she could just tell this kid and the ones like him to shove it and leave her be. The urge to puncture him and suck out all the blood was not going away.

She stuck her arm out and pressed it against her inner elbow. A little reading blipped on the device. Blood Pressure. Breathing rate. Temperature. Heart Rate. Perspiration. Muscle twitches. Any immediately obvious foreign bodies (he might be able to see 'Bleeder mutation' if he were sharp eyed enough).

Dramatically, she took the sensor away and wiped the slightly wet splotch on her arm with an antiseptic wipe, then used another to wipe the sensor clean itself. Magical.
] What an imposition.
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[personal profile] splinten 2016-04-26 05:18 pm (UTC)(link)
Hey, URSULA is just trying her best for us.

[Even if it doesn't look invasive, Dirk's pride is now bleeding, and for all his moments of apathy, he absolutely has something of a temper. It's a bad mix.]

Fine, cool. Whatever. I still want to know how it actually works technologically speaking.

[And, because he doesn't know when to stop antagonizing people:] It looks like it would suck if you caught the scent of blood right now.
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[personal profile] maserannas 2016-04-26 05:47 pm (UTC)(link)

[ Privately, she wonders at the potential arrogance of singular races rising to an unchecked supremacy, except against themselves. She's not sure how much would change. The problems within a mixture of societies didn't require different races to have those problems, as she better knew now than she had when she was younger. What he says about the rest isn't surprising. Her own world has shown attempts at similar history.

To answer his question, she holds out her hand, rolling her wrist side to side. Yes and no. ]

Not just the four, but they're the most consistently present, I suppose. You're correct that the other names were locations or a particular group of people within a race.

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[personal profile] skaffenamtiskaw 2016-04-26 06:00 pm (UTC)(link)
Skaffen-Amtiskaw's sensors pick up both a subtle shift in the current and some kind of large mass moving a short distance away. One of its effector reaches out and touches Dirk's shoulder, which will feel not dissimilar to a human hand.

Three o'clock, it says. Movement. Can't tell yet if it's a living being or not but... ah yes, whatever it is, it does seem to be coming this way.
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[personal profile] parodeity 2016-04-26 08:20 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh, that's easy. She can just say she wants to analyze my need to like, hang out with a bunch of horses and braid their hair and shit. I bet the answer is dicks somehow.

[ Even if the real reason she'd hang with them would presumably be wanting to Dave's more than used to Rose being cagey as fuck about anything she wants to do. Watch her someday try to get married while still being coy about HM ARE WE TOGETHER????? goddamnit Rose. ]

The answer is literally always dicks or surprise incestuous proclivities, according to Freud or who the fuck ever she feels like referencing at any given time.

[personal profile] nonparaille 2016-04-26 08:23 pm (UTC)(link)
[It occurs to her for the first time that no one here knows the things she's not supposed to do. No one here has been given lectures on her health by Grandfather or Lady Kerri. Moreover, no one needs to know.

The sudden appearance of the clothes gets her to jump to her feet in surprise.]
How did you--?

[He really is like Sophie. She takes the hoodie slowly and puts it on, trying to decide what to do as it falls over and swamps her in warm cloth. She doesn't feel right lying, but she doesn't have to lie, exactly, to keep the truth private.]

The water was dangerous. [For her. Like cold, like running too much, like walking up hills. It's truth. She pushes the hood back a little so she can see Dirk's face better.]
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[personal profile] inject 2016-04-26 09:09 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Her smirk wasn't entirely mirthless this time. It had a shade of dark humour to it. ] Yes. It would. [ In more ways than one, but not in any she couldn't control urges for. She was a big girl after all. If she could pretend to be Double's partner in crime, she could deal with an urge to suck blood if she caught the scent of it.

That all said and done, she gelled up the sensor again before taking Dirk's wrist and straightening his arm. Her grip was no-nonsense and firm, not careful and considerate of his feelings. She just wanted this done.

The gel was a little cold when it touched and there was a slight eletrical tingle, but that was all.
]
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[personal profile] etherlight 2016-04-26 09:31 pm (UTC)(link)
If not then you can just eat it by itself! Plain cheese is tasty no matter what.

I'd eat it plain, how about you?

[When she's hungry nothing can stop her from eating food.]
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s'chill

[personal profile] parodeity 2016-04-26 09:36 pm (UTC)(link)
[ there's a quiet huff of laughter on dave's end. ]

Nice to meet ya, bro. And it isn't like we don't apparently have loads of time fo ryou to get used to coolkid speak...I mean, we aren't exactly rolling around in ways to spend our spare time that don't involve chatting with other people?
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[personal profile] parodeity 2016-04-26 09:38 pm (UTC)(link)
[ ROSE...okay but he can't really argue that. for all that they trade barbs all the time (and enjoy it) dave can't actually say he usually gets the upper hand. ]

Whatever, point is I win this round. And...yeah, okay. Just keep talking as long as we're doing this.

[ He doesn't think he can do this in complete silence. SO TELEPATHIC ITALICS IT IS... ]
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[personal profile] parodeity 2016-04-26 09:41 pm (UTC)(link)
Dump it in the load gaper, dude.

[ That looks suspicious and not remotely safe. ]

Unless you want to get poisoned, because that stuff does not look remotely good for you. I don't think I've ever seen anything quite that grey, yeah. Like...wow. I'm almost impressed? That is super grey.
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[personal profile] splinten 2016-04-26 09:43 pm (UTC)(link)
[Dirk's glasses hide his eyes, and his mouth is no more than a hard line. And yet he still manages to wear a look of murder. It takes everything he has not to pull out his sword when she grabs his wrist.

A bite of electricity. Okay, he can understand how it would get blood pressure from contact, temperature too. Breathing rate. How is it getting that? He has no clue. That annoys him more.

There's nothing other than the Mesmer in him (really lame tattoos are presumably not enough of a foreign body to show up) although when it comes to muscle twitches, his whole body tenses with a readiness to attack the second she made contact, so there's that. He isn't exactly relaxing now, either. It's more like he's watching her waiting for the moment she turns dangerous and he has to fight back.

No, he's not overreacting to a doctor's checkup. Why would you say that. That's ridiculous!]


Is this the end of it?
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[personal profile] parodeity 2016-04-26 09:43 pm (UTC)(link)
[ his type of lady. ]

Who told you these things taste good, anyway?

[ where is this mysterious rumor mill and how can he jack into it ]
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[personal profile] parodeity 2016-04-26 09:45 pm (UTC)(link)
Nah. [ He...assumes he would come back if they fucked it up, admittedly, but ??? maybe he's the Dave who has to go back after fucking something up, who knows. Dave isn't really that concerned about this mission since it's actually way less dangerous than anything else he's had to do of late in sburb. ]

But if you see two of me while we're doin' the whole fight thing, don't freak.
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[personal profile] parodeity 2016-04-26 09:49 pm (UTC)(link)
[ It doesn't seem like Dave's getting that annoyed, really. He responds in the same calm tone he's been using throughout, although there's been a hint of amusement there as well. It's not like this is the worst attempt at annoying him anyone has ever thrown his way - he's more worried that Neil's going to freak himself out too much more than anything else. ]

Space cursed to do what? Be a pain in the ass? Or are you suggestin' we're going to be, like, trapped in space fairy tale shit for daring to go on this mission.
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[personal profile] splinten 2016-04-26 10:00 pm (UTC)(link)
There aren't a lot of things that aren't dangerous.

[Says the boy who grew up post-apocalypse only to enter a video game that destroys worlds. He looks over at her buried in his hoodie, and it actually amuses him. He doesn't smile, but still.]

Damn, that actually works for you. I think I should just admit that you wear it better and abdicate my mythological role. Are you ready to be Princess of Heart?

[He absolutely means it as a joke because he would never ever want any child to have to play Sburb, and of course if she were a player, it would already be predestined in the nonsense that is Paradox Space.

Still, he's pretty impressed that she makes that look adorable. On him, it just felt a bit dweeby. (He does still like the gloves though.)]
Edited 2016-04-26 22:00 (UTC)
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[personal profile] splinten 2016-04-26 10:33 pm (UTC)(link)
[He gives a nod, and then he steps over to the kitchen ... egg thing. Whatever that is. After a minute of debate, he yoinks out some fish stuff, that weird jelly, and a bit of kelp.]

Okay, so you've got city elves in alienages, Dalish elves outside of cities, and then elves connected to the Tevinter Imperium or the Qun. Or Qunari? [He isn't sure which one is the proper name.] Which one of those is Clan Lavellan?
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[personal profile] grimdeity 2016-04-26 10:53 pm (UTC)(link)
[ TELEPATHIC ITALICS ARE A GO ]

Afraid of the silence? Of one's own thoughts echoing in the endless deep, drifting across fleeting waves towards uncertainty?

[ Are you sure you want her to keep talking Dave. Wait, do either of them even know how to swim? ]
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[personal profile] parodeity 2016-04-26 10:56 pm (UTC)(link)
[ we're assuming they do now...also, Dave groans mentally. ]

It's going to help to have a conversation I know is real while we're out here, okay? If those hororterror things try any shit mentally on us, I want at least one thing I know to be true. And since no one else in the world can fake your snarky flighty broad bullshit, I know the things you're saying are unfortunately super real.

[ He's mostly kidding about the unfortunate part. It isn't like he doesn't seek her out literally all the time just to shoot the shit. ]
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[personal profile] splinten 2016-04-26 11:03 pm (UTC)(link)
[Dirk is just going to give up all pretence of actually doing any work right now and slump back into a pile of mechanical parts (it's fine) while he chats with his brother. He gives up. He is here for aimless conversations. That's what they're doing now.]

That sounds a lot like Freud. I'm not surprised he's her go-to source. Most of his theories were hilarious. You just can't get psychological comedy hour with Jungian Archetypes. [And Lacan is just depressing, and what's the point of bringing in Skinner?]

By Freud's own theories, her role as a Seer is all about dicks. The eye is a metaphor for the phallus, so her obsession with having access to an alternate sight would be read as an attempt to replace the phallus she lacks with one that her male counterparts can't access.

Of course, neither of you could ever have seen the Primal Scene, so—

[Wait.

He and Roxy ectobiologically produced this kids (through John?? John is their ectobiological midwife?) and therefore Dave and Rose could never have seen their parents having sex with each other.

But that doesn't mean Mom or Bro never brought someone home.

No. Never mind. Forget that. MOVE ON.]


What I'm saying is that Freud has enough dick and incest for everyone.
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[personal profile] grimdeity 2016-04-26 11:10 pm (UTC)(link)
[ There's a coy smile, but that can't be telepathically relayed. But Dave knows. ]

Ah, you say that, but I believe it would not be beyond a horrorterror's skill to mimic my voice and "snarky flighty broad bullshit" as you so eloquently put it. A skilled eldritch abomination could imitate any lower lifeform. Who's to say that these very thoughts you hear from me aren't from a deep sea being of untold age and power right now?

[ One wonders why, but it could be worse. He could be swimming with John. He'd just relay the entire plot/script of Con Air or Ghostbusters, probably. ]
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[personal profile] parodeity 2016-04-26 11:14 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Dave knows. He's spent three years in Rose's actual real life company, and before that had known her online for way too fucking long. The tone of her voice is enough to convey her expression for him. ]

Yo, are you saying I don't know how to recognize my own baby sis? That's complete bullshit, I'd be able to recognize any Rose iteration without breaking a sweat.

[ "Baby sis", like they weren't created at exactly the same time via John's button pushing. But Dave's meteor landed 1 whole day before Rose's, so he's the eldest. Clearly. Even though he doesn't really act it... ]

You're enjoying this sea horrorterror thing way too much btw I think we need to like establish guidelines here. Rose can only go chill with the horrorterrors for like an hour a day, etc. Otherwise you're going to go native and show up all tentacled and glowing and speaking broodfester tongues. Again.

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