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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?
I saw Neil while snooping around and I had to so this is really a voice test for Andrew here
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??]
that's fine pls voice test all you need i'm still happy
neil holds his hand out for the shoe. from what he can see, it is heavily chewed up, but it looks wearable? the sole doesn't look damaged, really, so that's good news. ]
You're surprisingly good with animals. Ever considered getting a pet?
[ he thinks he already knows the answer, but it's still an interesting visual. in any case, wymack would probably murder them if they brought an animal into the dorms. which, in retrospect, would be one of the tamer things they've done. ]
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Neil's words are responded to by a derisive snort as Andrew eyes the fox warily. Without the shoe to keep it busy it seems to have set its sights on whatever it closest, which happens to be Andrew's feet.]
I don't bring in strays. That's Coach's job.
[What need does he have for a pet which will rely on him to feed and care for it? He has plenty of people relying on him for safety as it is. The only different is an actual pet wouldn't be able to speak, something which is beginning to appeal to him. If only the same could be said for Neil and Kevin. Or Nicky...]
Take care of it. [He's staring down at the fox who has now gotten dangerously close to Andrew's shoes. Really, the fact that he's given Neil so much time to react instead of outright kicking the animal away is a sign of leniency.]
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Shoo. [ right, so admittedly, neil isn't used to dealing with animals. the most experience he's had dealing with one was that time the ravens' rabid fanbase put a dead fox in andrew's car. maybe if he distracted it with something else? didn't dogs like to chase sticks, or something? maybe a fox would be the same.
he glances back at andrew, trying to gauge how much patience the blonde has left in him before he grows bored of waiting. it's hard to tell with him. not wanting to waste any more time, neil just does the first (and stupidest) thing he can think of, which is outright try to grab the fox.
to the surprise of no one, it darts away. but at least it's away from andrew's shoes now. ]
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(It's not as if he was prepared and ready to get between the fox and Neil if it so much as made a twitch that seemed suspect. Definitely not.)
But once the fox has run off Andrew will be staring daggers at Neil's head. Can you hear that, Neil? That's the sound of Andrew being done with your shit.]
Just when I think you can't get any stupider. You always manage to surprise me. [He does not mean this as a good thing.]
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You told me to handle it. I handled it. Maybe you should have specified the how.
[ what's done is done. it isn't the first time he's done something andrew disagrees with, and it won't be the last. he hopes andrew knows that. ]
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Not that Andrew has much experience being 'fine' himself. He's a lot of things but usually not that.]
If I have to spell it out for you then I might as well do it myself. [And you really, really don't want him to do that.
And then he turns and...walks away. He wants to explore the other areas of the base and he's leaving it up to Neil whether or not to follow. But he assumes he will.]
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he doesn't question where andrew is going, but he still follows. it's kind of natural at this point, falling into step at his side. in any case, this is drastically new territory for the both of them, and neil knows he needs to be a buffer here. at least, with the other foxes, they somewhat knew what to expect from andrew. the people here?
well, neil thinks it's best if he tags along. just in case. ]
You didn't though. It all worked out. [ that's not something neil says very often. usually in order for something to "work out" for them, a lot of shitty things need to proceed it. ]
What would you have asked the droid to make?
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If by all worked out you mean you got lucky it didn't take any fingers as its next chew toy, then yes.
[Seriously Neil stop making his life so hard.]
Something far more useful to our predicament than our teammates. [His car retrofitted with sea voyaging capabilities probably. Andrew really loves his car.]
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[ he really isn't sure what else he would have even asked for. andrew had a point, of course, that neil should have gone for something practical rather than sentimental. but he's been doing most of his decisions lately based on his emotions rather than thinking them through, applying logic to his actions afterwards. this is just another item on the long list of it.
also there is no way the droid will make a sea car. ]
You can always try later. It's not as easy as it looks to get something you actually want.
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Oh Neil, haven't we been through this? There's nothing I want. [Having to repeat himself is quickly growing tiresome. Which is why it's a good thing that they have stumbled upon on the kitchen, giving Andrew another point of focus.
The furniture and appliances are vastly different from anything that they're accustomed to. Andrew draws near to one of the pods and lays a hand on it, startling slightly when it unfolds into a table and seating.]
Interesting choice of decor.
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It's kind of like that old cartoon.
[ he tries to think of the name. he didn't get to watch much television growing up, only a few stolen snippets here and there, but he is pretty sure this is a famous show? he wishes the upperclassmen were here, they'd know. ]
The future one, with the robot.