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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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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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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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Unfortunately I need to ask a few more questions before we can both continue with our merry lives.
Are you going to be fussy, or will we just be mature adults and get this done with?
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Ask away, doc.
[He's in such a bad mood that he doesn't even go for an ironic comment about him and hearts. Truly, a mark of great irritation.]
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[ Sighing, she pulls a pen out of her Victoria's Secret Compartment and lifts up a checklist. It's full of useless General Health Questions that she won't even bother with.
Her tentacle-suckers pushed against her gloves. ]
Any unusual reactions to the pulses in the ocean?
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And what kind of person keeps a pen in their cleavage?]
No.
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[ She made a small note, then gave a wry, self-depreciating smile. ]
Or even a particular craving for people on the base?
[ The answer would probably be no. Mesmers weren't hunters of large prey, usually. Still, it was part of her job to ask the 'important questions'. ]
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No, and still no. [He shrugged.] There's a shortage of hot guys in this place.
[Mature.]
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Now I just need a blood sample.
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[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.]
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Having neither needle or bulb to hand, she crossed her arms under her breasts and leaned back. ] One mistake and I take over, [ She said, blandly, her eye not leaving his face. ] Non-negotiable.
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No needle? What were you going to use, then?
[He wasn't going to just cut himself open with a sword.
He could, but it seemed inadvisable even with Conditional Immortality.]
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I was going to assume someone who wanted to use the needles knew where they were.
[ Her dry tone all but said that she'd put her assumptions far too high. ]
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[He snatched the needle out of her hand, and if she wasn't going to be helpful, then fine, he'd rummage himself: rubber to wrap around his arm, cotton balls and antiseptic, phials for the blood.
Dirk did understand how to take a blood sample for himself. He was just more accustomed to doing it the easy way.]
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Ah, how foolish of me. No help, except to be handed everything.
[ She didn't move to help him as rummaged, however, and instead pulled her fingers back to stretch her palm. The bulges of the Bleeder tentacles were more than slightly obvious.
i am cracking up at them. and only realized this many comments in that I put down the wrong letter
Need extra for a snack?
omg same, and dw about it i put two Es up on my starter lmao
I'm a big girl. Best to diet.
[ It was a pain trying to handle the blood samples when she wanted nothing more than to suck it all up, but she was a person, not an animal, and she could control her urges.
She held her out out for the bulb. ]
Want a lollipop?
we are brilliant at alphabets
He does freeze up a little bit at the mention of lollipops.
No.
Never again.]
Thanks, I'll manage.
[never again never again never again]
clearly the best
Well. You got them all, didn't you. ]
Good. I don't have any.
[ The suckers on her hand pulsed against the thin latex of the glove, desperate to get at the warm blood in the bulb. She could smell the blood from that tiny pinprick in his arm and it didn't make her feel better.
She turned her back on him to put it all away. At least the cool storage cupboard didn't make said suckers particularly frisky.
With her back still to him: ]
You can go now. No need to waste more of my time or yours.
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Dirk nodded. No need for further pleasantries, clearly.] Good luck, doc. [That may or may not have been stated ironically. Either way, dumb anime shades kid is out the door.]
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Sighing, she went to the door, opened it, and called for the next one after him. ]