THE AURORA was once a sight to see. An impressive mining ship, home to many, it could travel across great interstellar distances while providing all the comforts necessary to those within. Its star-sailing days are over now, as it now is a terrible wreckage, with salvage and dangers for those who come near.
It’s also exactly where the new crew members just showed up. URSULA will be immediately sending the on-base crew towards the Aurora, while those who have just arrived have some time to explore. The Aurora, however, isn’t the safest place to be. There are some large creatures in the water, and they may not be friendly towards the crew…
Below is a timeline of events as they unfold, with some further information!
1000: THE AURORA
While the new crew may have arrived anywhere throughout the ship, many will have found themselves in the common rooms, surrounded by the comforts of those who once lived here. Those who choose to wander further may find many rooms throughout, often in varying states of decay. While there are smaller predators on the Aurora and the danger of a wrecked vessel, an unsettling peace pervades the crashed ship. For now, they are safe.
1030: THE BASE
At 10:30 in the morning, URSULA reaches out to all crew members with an urgent message:
”All crew members please report in immediately! Life signs detected on the Aurora! Please stop all other activities and begin rescue mission. Gather any supplies you need, use the vehicles and help any survivors you find. Devices are near the entrance to track life signals once you're on the Aurora. If they're safe, please remember we need to salvage what we can from the Aurora as well. The supplies will benefit any survivors as well.”
Get cracking, crew! Base and Biome have information on what kind of weapons and defenses your fellow crew have had.
1100: THE AURORA
Thanks to the transportation they had built, the base’s crew is able to arrive in record time. They can help seek out their new crew members, take the opportunity to explore more of the Aurora, or just sulk in the transporter. URSULA reminds everyone that salvaging is a key part of their mission, and they should gather what they can before returning to base.
1200: THE AURORA
The crew however only gets an hour to enjoy itself (?) in the wreckage. At noon, URSULA broadcasts to all present, new and old:
”Attention! Dire warning! Reaper Leviathans! According to what I've salvaged of my database, they're apex predators from the westernmost region of the ocean. One signal coming from the west, two others coming out of the Void from deep below the ship!”
The crew may try to evacuate, but it is probably better to prepare for battle or hiding instead. They won’t get enough time to get out of the way before…
1210: THE AURORA
The Reapers are here. Peering out one of the Aurora's entrances will reveal that they are already circling around the vessel, as if they realize something is inside. One even beaches, its entire, 160 foot body soaring through the air before slamming down into the water. It almost feels like a warning. A threat.
URSULA urges the crew to stay inside where it is safe, but if anyone does insist on charging forward, she advises them to split into teams and take on as many Reapers at once as possible to avoid any group being teamed-up on by multiple Leviathans.
NOTE: To fight a Reaper Leviathan, comment under the REAPER FIGHT THREAD comment below! We ask that you work in teams of two or three for the battle to keep threads organized and minimize the number of fight threads the mods will need to work through. Be mindful that these are extremely fierce, dangerous, fast, giant apex predators, and they are very likely to do damage against those who fight them! By tagging in, you are agreeing to put your characters at risk of injury from the Reapers. As URSULA advised, those who don't want to get hurt should hold back and wait.
1300: EVACUATION
Things are looking grim. While the crew's teams make a good fight of it, these Reapers are durable, and they just keep coming back for more. It seems they're on a mission, to stop the crew, no matter how battered they become.
That's when the bellowing starts. Coming from everywhere, a song like that of the cavalry that disorients the Reapers as a large pod of Reefbacks swim in. Several put themselves between the ship and the Reapers, allowing anyone on aboard to safely get into the transports and into the water.
Others begin to fight. The use the concentrated power of their songs to knock back attacks from the front, powerfully lashing their tentacles like whips to crack against the Reapers. In battle they're surprisingly agile, able to spin around in a moment's notice to alternate between confusing and attacking the Reapers.
But any crew members watching can see the toll it takes on the Reefbacks. One Reefback in particular chooses to guide the crew back to the base by swimming along aside them. Thick, dark blood trails in the water behind it but it beats off any curious smaller predators like Stalkers. But its shell is cracked, its 'face' smashed in, and it gets no further than the Kelp Forest before it settles into a dense patch of creepvines for a final rest. It sends out a final cry that somehow feels like a wish for the crew to keep going on to the base, away from the continuing battle.
The rest of the pod manages to drive the Reapers back, though they too have their casualties. Still, the Aurora and the crew are safe for now.
Perhaps that was their only wish.
Direct any questions and plotting to the OOC post and have fun!
[ What is it with Striders and their obsession with beverages (like she's one to talk. At least it's not booze).
Roxy beams. She's elated her lil' Davey-poo is here! Her son. Well, her son via ectobiological time and space shenanigans, but her son nonetheless. It's difficult not to think of him as anything but.
Her eyes light up when asks the question. Immediately, Roxy is rummaging around through the commons in search of a second controller. When she finds it, she holds it over her head not unlike a different Hero of Time from this awesome retro video game she once played. Da-da-da-daaaaa! ]
Oh Davey, I thought ya'd never ask! [ She beams, and begins looking through the stash of games in search of something that is 2-player. She chances upon a copy of Mario Kart. ]
Hot buttered fuck, this is perfect!
[ And that's the story of how Roxy destroyed the Strilonde family for life. Damn game is the Monopoly of video games. ]
[ Roxy, why do you hate their family. What did their family ever do to you. Dirk is super competitive! Dave is...not as much competitive. He's actually okay with getting his ass kicked at mario kart, tbh. Bring it on. It's still a novelty to have guardian-reboots who want to, like. Spend time with him. In a way that does not involve strifing.
...Well, video games are kinda like strifing but not really the same thing so whatever. ]
Sweet find, Mom. [ He's just committing to that. You're Mom now, Roxy. ] You got enough spare cards for everything, or do you need me to carry some of it? I've got some free space still. I get the feelin' we should be sure to take anything we really want before we book it...
[ Fortunately, Roxy has a few spots left in her Sylladex. She noticed she didn't arrive with everything she had on her person. Namely that priceless alien troll egg, which she was intending to give to her mom's alien girlfriend. Boy, it sure is a good thing they let her bring all that goddamn ecto slime, though!!! Don't leave home without it!!!!!!!
She captchalogues some drinks and snacks, alongside the copy of Mario Kart and the spare controller. The cards she places them in shrink, are dropped inside bottles, and nearly filed away in her "deck", which resembles a liquor cabinet more than anything. In fact, that is what it is.
She... kind of wishes she could change it. Her modus is a stark reminder of her bad habit, but she supposes she doesn't really have a choice at the moment. ]
I'm good, Davey-poo. You're so sweet, lookin' out for your dear hot momma like that. Can you get the rest?
[ She beams. Good games with good friends. Being here isn't so bad. She came here willingly, after all, so it's not like she can complain. Besides, they have a classic Nintendo. This is actually a very good day for Roxy, who is almost as crazy about retrogaming as she is about wizards. ]
[ After he takes the items and stows them safely away in his sylladex, Roxy hugs him. She hasn't hugged him lately; he's overdue for some Roxy lovin'. She squeezes him tight, the love and adoration she feels for this boy (despite barely knowing him) so palpable, so thick, you can feel it radiating from her like a solar flare. ]
Mucho appreciated, hun. What kinda modus do you have anyhoo?
[ oh. oh, this is a hug. a mom hug. this is a thing his life definitely did not have up to this point. bro was not the hugging sort - he was the throwing dave off the roof sort and attacking him when his guard was down to get his guard up sort. and while he's had three years getting used to people touching him, and while he's chill to initiate contact now (likes it way too much, even if he doesn't do it as often as his little needy heart would like, because it's not cool and he knows he's weird about it) this is still new.
there's no awkward hesitance on roxy's part like there is with dirk, she's just. 100% genuinely there for hugs.
give dave a second to get over his mental shrieking to actually hug her back. please ignore it if he clings for a second longer than is strictly Cool.
oh shit a question right yes he's GOT this. ]
Hash map, set to scrabble values. It's not as much of a pain as it could be, as long as I leave detect collisions on?
[ Dave will find Roxy's "parenting" to be wildly different. Where once he only knew strife and pain, there are only hugs and kisses now. Yes, that's right, she's even planting a big wet kiss on your cheek, you cute lil' bro, you. It's still hard to believe this guy is Dirk's bro, let alone her biological son. She likes to imagine that if she really did have a son, though, he'd be just as adorable and cool as Dave Strider.
And she doesn't even mind if he holds on longer than normal people would find comfortable. Roxy doesn't even know what the definition of "personal space" is. ]
Sounds needlessly complicated, but you do you! I'm actually quite impressed. You must be like, hella smart to be so quick n' efficient with it.
[ omg. omg. he doesn't like. shove her away or anything for sure with the kiss on the cheek, just. flushes a little. shit, strider, maintain your poker face, you can DO THIS (he can't do this but fuck it he's trying). he does eventually let her go and. put his hands in his pockets, he guesses? that's cool, right. ]
Eh, my Bro drilled me on weaponizing my sylladex and shit all through childhood, so. Kinda just ended up using a riff on his 'dex and then never changed it. It's fun to rap with? Though I am still really fuckin' terrible at weaponizing the thing. I mostly just use it to carry stuff now.
[ at least he has not accidentally killed anything with it in a while. ]
And I clearly came by my smarts via kickass genetics.
[ Roxy winks at him again, this time from over her shoulder as she gestures for him to follow her around the base. Time to find a damn television to hook this shit up to so they can massacre one another. And why not? They surely have time to goof off before the next salvaging mission. Heroes need a break too, so why not take advantage of the downtime? ]
You got the looks, too. How do you not have men and women trippin' over themselves to get to you? You're so handsome!
Okay, wow, why are we assumin' that's not a thing I have happening?
[ like. it ISN'T, but roxy doesn't know that! and also it's not like there were a bunch of people left to trip over themselves to get to him. being that the whole world-ending shindig and everyone dying sort of makes the options limited. of the ones he's not related to, dave is not always the appropriate gender/species/whatever and also he's kind of otherwise occupied??? so!!! ]
Because I'll have you know I'm in high demand. Just can't get any time to myself, even though I've got all the time in the world. Always makin' everyone swoon, that's me.
The wooooes of being so irresistibly hot! It's a heavy cross to bear. Ooooh, ca'mere, you.
[ She hugs him again. It's just so damn awesome being together with friends! But don't mind her, Dave. She's just spent her entire life up until the last six months deprived of human contact. It doesn't help that she's just a tactile, huggy and kiss person...
... It really doesn't help that he's just so darn cute. ]
I still can't believe you're real. I know Dirk's beside himself... I know the guy's like totes aloof n' stuff, but I just know he's happy you're here, too.
[ oh my god mom!!!!! once again, dave...entirely fails to push her off. he splutters a bit, but there's no actual real protest happening here. dave had a similar life-long stint of having zero positive human contact in person, until three years ago and finally meeting up with the other kids.
he's. not opposed to roxy hugging him whenever. you know, in a cool way. ]
Really? [ wait shit COOL ] I mean. I thought maybe that was the case? I can. Sort of read him but I didn't want to, like, assume.
It's true, it's true! [ Roxy nods sagely. If she had a long, wizardly beard, she'd be stroking it right about now. Instead, she just squeezes Dave tighter. ]
It's pretty safe to assume as much, Davey. I mean, I can't speak for him, yanno? But if he's even a fraction as happy as I am, which I know he iiiiis, then he's hella stoked to have the chance to take a stab at a relationship with his Bro...
[ Pause. ]
Not that you're him, you're your own person, a' course. But I think you know what I mean, 'cause I feel the same way 'bout Rosie.
[ he. can't explain his own relationship with his version of dirk strider to roxy lalonde. maybe dirk will spill to her, but dave can't tell happy-go-lucky teen mom about all..that. ]
I want a relationship with him, too. But uh. I keep doing dumbass shit around him.
Dude, if I know the D-meister, which I most def do, he's prolly done nothin' but dumbass shit around you.
[ She smiles reassuringly, and lets go of him to give him some space. Now you can finally breathe, my son. ] I mean, it's hard not to worry 'bout that kinda stuff, yanno? But don't feel like ya got a reputation to uphold or nothin'. I admit it's tough not to think of Rose as my mother, the same kickass lady that totes handed the Mirthful Messiahs' asses to them, but I know that she ain't really her. It wouldn't be fair a' me to have those kinda expectations for Rosey-roo-- she's her own totally different person, same as you.
You guys honestly worry too much. Stop bein' so hard on yourself!
I mean, he did bean me in the head with orange soda, but I'm p sure that was not malicious intent and was just a sylladex malfunction.
[ PRETTY SURE. mostly sure. dave, why do you have any doubts here? ]
Also, just for the record? Rose is absolutely still the sort of kickass lady who could hand anyone's asses to them. I have seen her literally ride an enemy's body down a fuckin' river, after stabbing the thing in the eyes. If you wanna have expectations of Rose Lalonde being a terror in battle, I am here to tell you in that particular way she is totally the same person and we're super lucky we're permanently entrenched on her good side.
[ ..............dave, why are you talking your sister's amazing battle skills up? but okay. you do you. ]
[ Being as how Rose has never exactly touted her prowess in battle to her, Roxy is more than a little receptive to Dave's claims-- she's outright elated! To hear that Rose is just as badass as the mother that came before her is nothing short of wish fulfillment. You might as well have told her she won the boonbuck lottery. ]
Wow! That's... that's so fuckin' cool man, I mean-- [ She's practically squealing. Rose's #1 fangirl, right here! ]
I hope I get the chance to see her fight n' kick some baddie's ass someday.
[ She's swooning simply thinking about it! Her mom is just so amazing, you guys. ]
Hellz to the yes, you bet your ass I can throw down like the rest of 'em. I will fistkind a bitch like you will not believe.
[ Because riflekind is cool and all, but she's opted to use fistkind a lot more lately. There's just nothing more satisfying that smashing baddies with your fists. Kinda cathartic, really.
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Roxy beams. She's elated her lil' Davey-poo is here! Her son. Well, her son via ectobiological time and space shenanigans, but her son nonetheless. It's difficult not to think of him as anything but.
Her eyes light up when asks the question. Immediately, Roxy is rummaging around through the commons in search of a second controller. When she finds it, she holds it over her head not unlike a different Hero of Time from this awesome retro video game she once played. Da-da-da-daaaaa! ]
Oh Davey, I thought ya'd never ask! [ She beams, and begins looking through the stash of games in search of something that is 2-player. She chances upon a copy of Mario Kart. ]
Hot buttered fuck, this is perfect!
[ And that's the story of how Roxy destroyed the Strilonde family for life. Damn game is the Monopoly of video games. ]
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...Well, video games are kinda like strifing but not really the same thing so whatever. ]
Sweet find, Mom. [ He's just committing to that. You're Mom now, Roxy. ] You got enough spare cards for everything, or do you need me to carry some of it? I've got some free space still. I get the feelin' we should be sure to take anything we really want before we book it...
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She captchalogues some drinks and snacks, alongside the copy of Mario Kart and the spare controller. The cards she places them in shrink, are dropped inside bottles, and nearly filed away in her "deck", which resembles a liquor cabinet more than anything. In fact, that is what it is.
She... kind of wishes she could change it. Her modus is a stark reminder of her bad habit, but she supposes she doesn't really have a choice at the moment. ]
I'm good, Davey-poo. You're so sweet, lookin' out for your dear hot momma like that. Can you get the rest?
[ She beams. Good games with good friends. Being here isn't so bad. She came here willingly, after all, so it's not like she can complain. Besides, they have a classic Nintendo. This is actually a very good day for Roxy, who is almost as crazy about retrogaming as she is about wizards. ]
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[ IT'S LIKE HE'S THIRTEEN AGAIN. WITH A BULLSHIT 10-CARD INVENTORY SYSTEM. How far the mighty have fallen...
Dave promptly wastes some of his small sylladex space on the stuff Roxy indicated. ]
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Mucho appreciated, hun. What kinda modus do you have anyhoo?
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there's no awkward hesitance on roxy's part like there is with dirk, she's just. 100% genuinely there for hugs.
give dave a second to get over his mental shrieking to actually hug her back. please ignore it if he clings for a second longer than is strictly Cool.
oh shit a question right yes he's GOT this. ]
Hash map, set to scrabble values. It's not as much of a pain as it could be, as long as I leave detect collisions on?
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And she doesn't even mind if he holds on longer than normal people would find comfortable. Roxy doesn't even know what the definition of "personal space" is. ]
Sounds needlessly complicated, but you do you! I'm actually quite impressed. You must be like, hella smart to be so quick n' efficient with it.
[ Wonk. ]
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Eh, my Bro drilled me on weaponizing my sylladex and shit all through childhood, so. Kinda just ended up using a riff on his 'dex and then never changed it. It's fun to rap with? Though I am still really fuckin' terrible at weaponizing the thing. I mostly just use it to carry stuff now.
[ at least he has not accidentally killed anything with it in a while. ]
And I clearly came by my smarts via kickass genetics.
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[ Roxy winks at him again, this time from over her shoulder as she gestures for him to follow her around the base. Time to find a damn television to hook this shit up to so they can massacre one another. And why not? They surely have time to goof off before the next salvaging mission. Heroes need a break too, so why not take advantage of the downtime? ]
You got the looks, too. How do you not have men and women trippin' over themselves to get to you? You're so handsome!
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[ like. it ISN'T, but roxy doesn't know that! and also it's not like there were a bunch of people left to trip over themselves to get to him. being that the whole world-ending shindig and everyone dying sort of makes the options limited. of the ones he's not related to, dave is not always the appropriate gender/species/whatever and also he's kind of otherwise occupied??? so!!! ]
Because I'll have you know I'm in high demand. Just can't get any time to myself, even though I've got all the time in the world. Always makin' everyone swoon, that's me.
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[ She hugs him again. It's just so damn awesome being together with friends! But don't mind her, Dave. She's just spent her entire life up until the last six months deprived of human contact. It doesn't help that she's just a tactile, huggy and kiss person...
... It really doesn't help that he's just so darn cute. ]
I still can't believe you're real. I know Dirk's beside himself... I know the guy's like totes aloof n' stuff, but I just know he's happy you're here, too.
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he's. not opposed to roxy hugging him whenever. you know, in a cool way. ]
Really? [ wait shit COOL ] I mean. I thought maybe that was the case? I can. Sort of read him but I didn't want to, like, assume.
[ shit ]
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It's pretty safe to assume as much, Davey. I mean, I can't speak for him, yanno? But if he's even a fraction as happy as I am, which I know he iiiiis, then he's hella stoked to have the chance to take a stab at a relationship with his Bro...
[ Pause. ]
Not that you're him, you're your own person, a' course. But I think you know what I mean, 'cause I feel the same way 'bout Rosie.
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[ he. can't explain his own relationship with his version of dirk strider to roxy lalonde. maybe dirk will spill to her, but dave can't tell happy-go-lucky teen mom about all..that. ]
I want a relationship with him, too. But uh. I keep doing dumbass shit around him.
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Dude, if I know the D-meister, which I most def do, he's prolly done nothin' but dumbass shit around you.
[ She smiles reassuringly, and lets go of him to give him some space. Now you can finally breathe, my son. ] I mean, it's hard not to worry 'bout that kinda stuff, yanno? But don't feel like ya got a reputation to uphold or nothin'. I admit it's tough not to think of Rose as my mother, the same kickass lady that totes handed the Mirthful Messiahs' asses to them, but I know that she ain't really her. It wouldn't be fair a' me to have those kinda expectations for Rosey-roo-- she's her own totally different person, same as you.
You guys honestly worry too much. Stop bein' so hard on yourself!
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[ PRETTY SURE. mostly sure. dave, why do you have any doubts here? ]
Also, just for the record? Rose is absolutely still the sort of kickass lady who could hand anyone's asses to them. I have seen her literally ride an enemy's body down a fuckin' river, after stabbing the thing in the eyes. If you wanna have expectations of Rose Lalonde being a terror in battle, I am here to tell you in that particular way she is totally the same person and we're super lucky we're permanently entrenched on her good side.
[ ..............dave, why are you talking your sister's amazing battle skills up? but okay. you do you. ]
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Wow! That's... that's so fuckin' cool man, I mean-- [ She's practically squealing. Rose's #1 fangirl, right here! ]
I hope I get the chance to see her fight n' kick some baddie's ass someday.
[ She's swooning simply thinking about it! Her mom is just so amazing, you guys. ]
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[ dave is Resigned to this fact of his life. ]
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That's definitely a thing that happens a lot, huh. It's a good thing we're all so badass, when we aren't being totally lame, I mean.
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[ like literally, bro threw him off the roof as a baby ]
You're good for a fight, though, right? Like, now. Not in the hazy future. Well, at least an hour in the hazy future.
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[ Because riflekind is cool and all, but she's opted to use fistkind a lot more lately. There's just nothing more satisfying that smashing baddies with your fists. Kinda cathartic, really.
But uh... ]
Why? Who we fightin'?
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[ he doesn't seem too worried? so it should be all right. ]