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TEST DIVE #2
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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?
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?
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I grew up someplace like this. [It feels like a good way to set it aside.] But if you've never seen something of this sort before, I understand why it would be breathtaking. Ocean and land are like completely different worlds.
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She shakes her head. They're fine. Somewhere out there, they made it. If she survived, they had to.]
Didn't you want to come here?
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But, somehow, there was a wrong turn. And now he's here. In the ocean.
Again.
He sits down beside her on the bench. It is a vast ocean, and it's a new one. The most important thing to remember is that it isn't one he's alone in. This time, there's company.
It makes the endless water feel less like an abyss.]
I heard some of the crew actually intended to be on this planet. Was that what happened for you?
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[Never mind that he'd done his best to get her to stay behind, given how dangerous it would all be.
If she survived....]
I don't know if this is the right place, or how I got to the base, but Grandfather and Lord Lhant and my friends are out there somewhere. [She smiles a little.] That's probably why I had a bad dream. Worrying about them. Who knows what kind of trouble Asbel will get into before I find him.
[Her smile fades and the chill returns. It would be nice if she could believe that was all the dream meant.]
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For someone who is aloof and great at withholding information, Dirk is actually a bit uncomfortable with the idea of lying to her. However, he definitely doesn't know about her friends and family. So that isn't something that he will say anything about. There's no point in stressing her out when he straight up doesn't know. It's just cynical speculation. Putting in forward, in fact, would be unfair.
The dream, he thinks, is different. Without turning his head from the ocean, he glances at her, then back to the glass walls before them.]
Is it the dream where it feels like the ocean is calling to you?
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How did you know that?
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[He doesn't look at her. He continues to watch the sea.]
When I woke up, I really wanted to take a swim.
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I don't know how to swim. I wasn't allowed to learn.
[ Which has nothing to do with anything. She shivers again. ]
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I mean, who knows when you might turn up somewhere with nothing but miles of ocean all around you.
[Okay, so the second part was ironic, but the first part is sincere. Kids should know how to swim!
He notices her shivering, and he knows that she said she didn't want a blanket, but he's pretty sure that there is no situation where giving a shivering kid something warm is a bad thing to do. So he mutters something under his breath (it sounds suspiciously like "Getting hella chill all up in here / Time to drop my duds gone god tier") and out of inventory space, the Prince of Heart God Tier outfit drops into his hands.
He yoinks the god tier hoodie from the pile and offers it to her. Look, it even has a tiara sewn into the hood! Isn't that amazing? (He does not feel it's amazing, fuck Sburb.)]
You can toss this on if you want. It's colder under the ocean than most places on land.
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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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[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.)]
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I'm not a princess. [She's still blushing though.] And Grandfather... worries about me.
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I get the impression that worrying is what families do.
[He talks in a monotone, but he doesn't mean it badly. It's nice, really. Having someone to worry about, and being worried about by someone.]
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Of course it is. Friends do, too. Don't people worry about you?
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I am reasonably confident I'm giving my brother a constant headache from worrying him. I'd feel worse about it if he didn't do the same thing to me.
[It's definitely a new thing, which is probably why they worry each other so much. They're not accustomed to their actions having that kind of effect on someone.]
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Is he older or younger than you? [She eyes him speculatively.] You're the older one, aren't you.
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We're the same age. [He thinks being older means he seems responsible. Silly Dirk.]
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[Her new goal is to meet this mysterious brother.] What's his name?
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So let's just answer the answerable part.]
Dave Strider. You'll know him if you see him.
We wear different shades.
[That's the main distinguishing thing. Shades and hair. Yup.]
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So you're Dirk Strider. [Conclusion drawn.] I'm glad your brother is here with you.
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I am too. [He doesn't want to return to the subject of her family. He still isn't so sure they're even alive, but it isn't something to dwell on.]
Tell you what. Until your family shows up, let me know if you want me to worry about you. My bro, too. He's pretty into the whole caring about other people thing. [Dave's a good kid.]