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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's it. that's all he's got. but you can have some if you want, john, since dave loves you. ]
And yeah, I can't say this is my favorite scenario ever, but look at it this way: nothing's tryin' to kill us yet. [ as long as nothing is trying to kill them dave is going to take it as a win because honestly something is usually trying to kill them in his experience these days. at least john would be down for escaping a reaper leviathan instead of trying to kill it, he...thinks. ] I'm sure something will by the time the sun's entirely down, yeah, but I'll take the leeway. Do you want to actually try to pretend we're outdoorsy enough to camp out for the night or do you wanna try to wander back to base?
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[ But he's hungry. He's hungry and his best friend is offering him food when he is 100% sure he could easily be stingy about it. What a guy. John sighs. ]
Yeah, yeah you aren't wrong. I guess still having all our body parts in-tact with a working pulse is sorta a victory.
[ He takes one more look at their surroundings. It's getting pretty dark. ]
Swimming in a not-so-sure direction doesn't seem like a good idea, I'unno. We don't have much of a choice. Should probably stay here.
Bluh.
[ John lowers his head and holds out his hand. ]
Gummies. Please.
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Yeaaaaaah, you're not wrong, either. That is absolutely the kind of decision that would make Rose raise her eyebrows at us. In that way she has that's like "wow, I thought you had already found the deepest darkest depths of idiocy, but this is a new low you found here, good job" and she would not be far off the mark. Do you have anything remotely useful on you?
[ switching gears to figure out what the hell they have for this apparent impromptu campout. dave's assuming that the rest of the strilonde brigade will notice them missing...eventually. but who knows if they can do anything useful about it. ]
I've got my sword and my iphone, but that's about it. Did not expect this to be an overnight trip. We can probably catch some fish for dinner if you, like, get hungrier? I've seen Dirk kill and prep enough fish that I can manage it. Although we'd need, like. Fire.
[ if only his sick fires actually made legitimate fire ]
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Thanks.
[ At the question of what he has, John has to actually think on that. He fusses with his modus to see what's there. ]
Oh man...
I'm pretty sure that Rose is somewhere out there sufficiently judging us right now. Like. Nose up in the air and everything, because I don't have anything on me minus my hammerkind.
I mean I could... Uh...
Tenderize the meat of some beast we hunt down or whatever. Smack the crap out of an offender.
[ John manages to laugh a bit. ]
Hah, hey maybe unload one of your sick rhymes down on a pile of wood and we'll totally be in business.
[ See? Hivemind. There's a reason they're besties. ]
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[ they are not going to ace this camping thing. although they probably won't die???? it wouldn't be a heroic death or a just one even if they did so they should be fine if they die of idiocy somehow. dave doesn't ask for the gummies back or reach for any himself, instead snickering and loosening up. ]
I'm always down to unload sick rhymes, you know this, but sadly I don't think the cooking world is ready for that sort of flavor. So we'll have to find another way to keep warm and or start a fire. They like, rub sticks together in movies, right?
[ ok. he needs to ask dirk for camping lessons. this is pathetic. ]
Why the fuck weren't you a boy scout, you're like the stereotypical prototype for boy scouts and then we'd at least know more than jack shit about what we're doin' here.
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[ Is he rolling his eyes? Yes. Yes he is. John doesn't really take much more out of that bag of gummies before he's taking a seat on the ground. ]
I'm pretty sure that's how it works? I've seen enough movies to get that there's some kind of rhythm to it or whatever, but--
[ Boy scout. Really? ]
Excuse me, but I was spending my valuable adolescence doing something meaningful. Like reading through your mile-long raps and tangents and getting well-versed in the magic that is Nic Cage.
You're the one drowning yourself in irony. Wouldn't being a boy scout make you like. Ascend to the highest peak of irony you could ever reach?
wakes up again
[ maybe it is. dave has no idea. he thinks that would have actually probably not been a bad way to spend his childhood? it would have gotten him out of the house more, or something, but it's not like it's a thing that can be changed now. it's definitely not the sort of thing bro ever advertised, but he kind of figured it was more john's dad's speed. ]
Although I will give you points for my raps being meaningful, because that is totally a thing that is true. Not giving you points for watching the questionable disaster that is Nic Cage or Matthew however-the-fuck-you-say-his-last-name [ he can't misspell it on purpose here to fuck with john so dave's just straight up refusing to say it ] but at least you did do some valuable shit with your adolescence.
Anyway, since you're the movie master, wanna try to like. Make fire and shit? I can do the hunting thing no problemo.
finally tags after a million years
[ John takes a look around, exhaling heavily until he finally nods and starts looking around for dry, sturdy branches. ]
I'm kind of really amused at you, of all people, correcting me about how irony works, dude. But uh, yeah... I... Think I can make fire and shit? With these sticks.
Maybe.
high fives
I think you just kinda rub them together? Or like. Do you have to make a hole in one and then twist the other one into it - wow that sounds way worse than I intended. There's probably a way to describe this that wouldn't have Rose haulin' out her notebook and clicking her pen, but fuck it, I can't think of it. What kind of thing do you want me to kill? Are you feeling seafood or like, am I gonna stalk us some land meat. [ ... ] Jesus fucking christ do I miss pizza. And like. Mcdonalds.
[ never has one word been loaded with such unabashed longing. ]