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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


splinten: appl-juice42 @ tumblr (BEANS BEANS)

[personal profile] splinten 2016-04-27 02:39 am (UTC)(link)
[The thought is actually pretty amusing.]

I imagine if URSULA had a metric ton of orange soda, it would be contained in a large storage tank labelled 'semi-acidic coloured sugar water.'

She might stop us from taking any. The danger to human life is too high.
yatagarasu: (LOGIC ☄ eureka! totally stole that line)

[personal profile] yatagarasu 2016-04-27 02:50 am (UTC)(link)
[Kay looks at the bread too, squinting skeptically.]

I know! There's no crust!
yatagarasu: (BRING IT ☄ someone called a specialist?)

[personal profile] yatagarasu 2016-04-27 02:52 am (UTC)(link)
We've got cheese sticks back home, so we could just chop this baby up!

[Kay mimes chopping it with her free hand.]

I'm sure lots of people will want some.
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[personal profile] transited 2016-04-27 03:13 am (UTC)(link)
I really hope there aren't any other people around here who really want some, or else she might have a riot on her hands.

[ does she... have hands? she's a computer or something, right? does she have a... robot body with hands? neil doesn't pay enough attention to the science fiction genre to know any of this. ]
grimdeity: i-miha @ tumblr (AIR 🌹 the raven doth speak.)

[personal profile] grimdeity 2016-04-27 03:16 am (UTC)(link)
[ #siblings but more like #friendship ]

Call me your baby sis again and horrorterrors will be the least of your nightmares.

[ It's sweet. It's also just so wrong, day-age aside she is CLEARLY the elder sibling here. Like, seriously, Dave. Seriously. You are the baby in this family. ]

You make that sound like a bad thing. [ BECAUSE IT WAS ] I imagine the eldritch beasts of the sea deep are of a different kind than those of the furthest ring. Or, perhaps not. It depends on whether we're still in debate over whether this land of endless ocean was indeed what lied beyond the door, rather than something else all together. Or how much of an effect it being a "new universe" would have on the furthest ring, whether it came with "new" elder gods-- I use new loosely, as it is the opposite of elder. Though I suppose we would be the new universe's elder gods, in a loose interpretation of the idea of "elder gods".
parodeity: (PISTOLS 🎧 sup)

[personal profile] parodeity 2016-04-27 03:22 am (UTC)(link)
[ wOW ROSE BE TERRIFYING IN SOMEONE ELSE'S DIRECTION???? but yeah no he has to admit she acts like she's older than him but fuck you rose he's older. by virtue of meteors. ]

Baby sis.

[ strilondes do not back the fuck down from challenges but yeah dave is fully prepared to accept the consequences... ]

Also I don't think I have near enough caffeine in my system to prime me for you saying things like this. But are you saying you want to be our new universe's elder horrorterror god? Because I'm fine with you being in charge of all things tentacled, have at it. I'm gonna call dibs on being the god of rap tho.
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tyty

[personal profile] lamortespoir 2016-04-27 03:24 am (UTC)(link)
[ Well, that's reasonable. ]

I heard that later technology had the ability to analyse food products and their nutritional components. If we could make one, it would make selecting better food a lot easier.

[ He's no chef, having grown up in a rich family... but he isn't averse to learning. ]

I apologize, I am not familiar with electronics. [ Not his time. ] Is your brother proficient at it?
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[personal profile] lamortespoir 2016-04-27 03:27 am (UTC)(link)
[ Crust would have been a byproduct of the greatest invention of all: sliced bread. ]

It seems we need to request again, then. And be more specific.

[ Something more specific than 'sliced bread'. He's thinking for now, so if Kay wants to go ahead... ]
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[personal profile] parodeity 2016-04-27 03:32 am (UTC)(link)
S'chill, it's not like it's a requirement. [ being familiar with electronics, he means. it would be helpful in an electronic underwater base, sure, but there's time for a learning curve? ] Although sounds like you're from...when, exactly, dude? Time travel fist bump, what up.

[ Holds up his fist for said fist bump. ]

Also, he is all kinds of proficient at it. Robotics, I mean - which is like, those droids you ask for shit, it's focusing on making or fixing those? I'm not, but I know enough to know he's hella rad at it.
ninepercent: (pic#10217273)

I saw Neil while snooping around and I had to so this is really a voice test for Andrew here

[personal profile] ninepercent 2016-04-27 04:02 am (UTC)(link)
[For someone who wants to appear disconnected and fresh out of fucks to give, Andrew does actually care about his appearance, from the clothes he wears to the flashy car that he drives. But it's not out of a sense of pride and is instead just another way that Andrew exerts control over himself and his surroundings. After years of foster homes and hammy-downs, he's grown to appreciate the ability to buy what he wants and to own it outright.

Which is why Neil's lack of concern is aggravating to him. That he would have more care for a stalker binder of Kevin than items of actual use, such as clothing. Neil's priorities are in clear need or reorganization. (Not that he cares of course.)

Andrew watches Neil unsuccessfully struggle with the fox over the shoe for several minutes before finally making a move. Walking right up to them, he leans down, and attempts to tear the shoe out of both of their grips.]


I don't need another Fox too stubborn and stupid to live depending on me for survival. You're more than enough. [There might be a compliment in there? Somewhere??]
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[personal profile] maserannas 2016-04-27 04:14 am (UTC)(link)
[ She listens, making a noise of assent every so often. ]

Qunari.

[ Is the only 'correction' she offers. ]

The Qun is their religion, what they follow, and their way of life. They as a people are referred to as the Qunari

[ Perhaps unsurprisingly, Those Who Follow the Qun. But to answer his actual question, while he pulls out supplies and she pulls out a pan to offer it over with her one good arm, is not as easy as it used to be. ]

Dalish, though very recently the Clan's joined with city elves and humans in one of the city-states in the Free Marches as part of a joint council. It's very forward thinking, and very dangerous, as one might expect. Though I don't know that the politics of a world removed are all that fascinating in anything other than an academic sense for one not from there.

[ Her polite way of asking why he cares. Idle curiosity is... not that compelling to her, actually, but that's because it's personal, and her Clan had survived in part due to her political machinations to support them as the situation grew worse in Wycome and the world was trying to fall down and end all around her ears. She remembers Varric's political alliance, thinks of the ridiculous key in her locker, and breathes out in a snort. ]

Fancy a cup of boiled water?

[ What stunning variety they have so far in drinkables... ]
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[personal profile] lamortespoir 2016-04-27 06:15 am (UTC)(link)
[ Sanson just watches Dave's gesture, not quite sure what to do to respond to it. He's just going to hold up one hand and... keep it there. ]

That is a difficult question to answer. I was born in the eighteenth century, if it counts, but my circumstances are more complicated than that.

[ So basically, far far in the past with respect to all the fancy tech that's floating around this place. ]

Do you know if he could do something about these?

[personal profile] ownmorals 2016-04-27 06:24 am (UTC)(link)
[The sight is sad, but amusing to say the least. His face, however, forms a frown, as he remembers what he had gotten when he had asked the droids for flour.

She's not having the most fun, is she.
]

Aw, hell...wonder how they messed that one up. [He muttered to himself, before catching up to the girl (wasn't like she was hauling it in the first place), and decidedly holds up one part of the cauldron. Although he had considered taking it from her hands in the first place, he didn't want to risk having to put up with a prideful kid, if she were one.

See, you're strong too!
]

This'll be easier. It's lighter, right?
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Andrew Minyard | All For the Game

[personal profile] ninepercent 2016-04-27 06:26 am (UTC)(link)
a.

[Unfortunately for whatever poor soul gets stuck partnered up with Andrew, they will learn very quickly that he is not much of a team player. Instead of making attempts to hash out ideas, he will instead position himself next to one of the windows and stare out into the ocean beyond, utterly still and silent.

Andrew doesn't care about the missions, or even about the planet really. The reason he's here is mostly due to boredom, something he had hoped this is little jaunt would alleviate. Some aspects of it had; he's definitely interested in the sea life, or more to the point, interested in pitting himself against the creatures and seeing how he fares. But this little jam session that depends upon teamwork and creative thinking? He could do without.

Maybe you're trying to gently encourage him to join in, or perhaps you've given him up for a lost cause and have began thinking out loud as you hash out plans of your own. Either way, Andrew will eventually glance over his shoulder, face carefully blank.]


Do you ever shut up? [Yeah. Have fun being locked in a room with this guy.]

f.

[Andrew is familiar with nightmares; certain ones continue to haunt him in his sleep and sometimes into his waking life. But there's something different about this one, and it's not just the screaming sea creatures. When he awakes, the dream is unusually vivid still, lingering in his mind even as he pushes himself up in bed.

Water. He wants to go out into the water. There's something out there, something he needs to find or to do, he just needs to go. With barely a pause to consider the consequences of going out alone, Andrew with begin changing into his suit, not particularly caring if he wakes someone up or not.]
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[personal profile] grimdeity 2016-04-27 06:26 am (UTC)(link)
I believe it. I doubt you even need a sword, with hair as sharp as yours. I imagine you could gut your enemies with it's "rad subtleties".

[ "Joke" as if Rose was not 110% serious about Wiz needing a collar, wow. Does she seem like a jokester to you. ]

... Tell me, what is the ploughman on the hill above ploughing that he would miss such a truth? It must have been important.
parodeity: captaincrapster @ tumblr (SERIOUS 🎧 yeah yeah)

[personal profile] parodeity 2016-04-27 06:44 am (UTC)(link)
[ All right, Dave will just make the fist bump happen by bumping his fist into Sanson's. THERE WE GO. ]

It can count if you want it to count, dude. If you don't, I guess we can not count it? But you may as well explain what you mean by "complicated" if you want, since talkin' to one another is like entertainment numero uno around here.

[ there's no tv, after all. ]

But yeah, he's working on it like I said. Trying to get them to like...learn? So they figure out when they fuck up and get closer to being right more often. [ A shrug. ] It's all a bit too technical for me so I couldn't tell you how long that'll take or anything.
parodeity: (HUH 🎧 that sure is a thing there)

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[personal profile] parodeity 2016-04-27 06:56 am (UTC)(link)
[ Dave is laying on one of the beds, hanging his head over the edge and idly staring out one of the windows. He'd given up talking to Andrew a while ago, actually, but the thing about Dave Strider is that he frequently just talks to himself. At length. For ages, muttering and mumbling or just talking normally, not even expecting any response. He's pretty sure talking to yourself is just a natural kind of thing.

...He also raps to himself, so he may be tapping his foot against the window of the observatory as he talks/raps to himself, an even beat.

One eyebrow raises over the sunglasses he still never takes off, even all this way under the ocean. ]


Doesn't everyone? But talkin' to yourself is sort of a perfectly natural thing to do, and I'm gonna keep on doin' it unless you feel like cutting in and taking my conversational dance for a whirl, dude.
parodeity: maladroitapathy @ tumblr (YO 🎧 moby dick)

[personal profile] parodeity 2016-04-27 07:02 am (UTC)(link)
K, I'll touch whatever it is first.

[ problem solved???? ]

But don't cry to me if you miss out on cool kelpman superpowers.
inject: (it's a thankless job)

[personal profile] inject 2016-04-27 10:26 am (UTC)(link)
I'll keep that in mind, [ said the ace nurse dryly. It was no consolation to her that this small irritant found this just as stupid as she did. ]

Now I just need a blood sample.
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Don't worry about it!

[personal profile] inject 2016-04-27 10:32 am (UTC)(link)
And of course, here, in a common area, is the best place to do that. [ Valentine didn't know his skill level and she didn't particularly care at this point. The stupidity of cutting into oneself when in a shared area while other options were available offended her to her very base nature. Quite apart from the cross contamination (and that went both ways), it just showed a lack of sense. ]

You know we have labs for this sort of thing? [ Inadvertantly, she rubbed the tips of her fingers against the squirming bulges in her palms. ] I assume you won't fuss if I try to take you to one of those.

[ Of course, he probably would. People were fussy, especially when they were trying to cut poison pods off of their body in a communal zone. ]
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[personal profile] lamortespoir 2016-04-27 01:21 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Sanson looks down for a moment. ]

I was not aware of the existence of one. My apologies.

[ It's still a bit hard navigating this place when he's only been to Chaldea for less than a week. What she said made perfect sense, and as a surgeon he can understand it perfectly well. ]

Show me the way, lady.
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[personal profile] lamortespoir 2016-04-27 01:24 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Maybe he'll learn how to fistbump in time. ]

I... see. [ As with before, he's finding Dave's language difficult to interpret. So the youth wanted an explanation? For the reason that it was interesting? He supposes he could, but as a Servant he still had an oath of secrecy. Sure, he could give his name, but the rest...

... it would depend on how knowledgeable this youth is. ]


Time travel is one way to put it, yes. I am displaced, but not by much. [ He isn't going to go into the Fate system in-depth. ] Then, do you think he could possibly teach me?
splinten: appl-juice42 @ tumblr (I HAVE the car)

[personal profile] splinten 2016-04-27 02:38 pm (UTC)(link)
Okay, give me the needle.

[That was it. Point blank. He was not going to let her take a blood sample from him. He wasn't afraid of blood, but he sure as hell wasn't going to let this woman taken it. Any chance of that vanished after her 'good boy' remark. (As if he himself hadn't been provoking her the entire time.)

He held his hand out, expectant. Because frankly, he would rather chop her hand off than let her put a needle into him.]
splinten: appl-juice42 @ tumblr (this selection has too many)

[personal profile] splinten 2016-04-27 03:17 pm (UTC)(link)
Okay.

[He does not, of course, change his mind, so he just makes his way back to base. Once they get in, he's heading straight for the room with the aquarium so he can uncaptcha these rays and free up a slot on his sylladex. Gotta control those rhymes.]
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[personal profile] transited 2016-04-27 03:21 pm (UTC)(link)
[ he snorts. if anything down here is going to give you anything, it's probably going to be the wrong kind of superpowers. or diseases. or both. ]

Who's that, Aquaman's second cousin?

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