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!
[Dirk immediately bypasses the technology (respect) to check that puppet out. He loves it so much? It looks hilarious. Oh my God think of the things you could do with this. Yes. He'd never let Dave see him with it, but holy shit he loves this so much.
Oh right, there's a giant turtle dude here? Dirk should. Respond to that. Using his myriad social skills for meeting new people.
Uh... well, go ahead, I guess. [Sheepishly, Don holds the puppet out to the owner of the voice, as he looks up from the mess on the floor -
Wait.]
... You look pretty familiar. A lot like the other blond human in the pyjamas. [The one who scared the shell out of Don floating a foot off the ground.
Does this one also float? Inquiring scientific minds want to know.]
[Dirk reaches out to take the puppet and he is immediately looking it over to check out the design. Look, he has a lot of thoughts about puppet design. It's important to examine this one.
He does glance up at that comment.] You've met Dave. We're [ectofamily?] brothers.
I'm Dirk.
[This isn't accompanied by a hand for handshaking because he forgets to do shit like that.]
[Don's not the best at social interaction either, don't worry.]
My name's Donatello. [Yeah, that Donatello. If the Homestuck continuity ever references the TMNT. Holy shit Dirk you might be able to fourth-wall him that's hilarious.]
... My own brothers aren't here. I'd say you're lucky, but with the way this place looks to be already? I'm not so sure you are.
[Of course Dirk watched all the anthropomorphic Saturday morning cartoons in his decade and a half of having nothing better to do, who do you think he is?
So when he hears 'Donatello' and sees this ninja-mask wearing giant mutant turtle... Holy shit, the new world they made has real life ninja turtles in it. This is what has happened. WHERE IS DAVE HE HAS TO TELL DAVE HE FIGURED OUT WHAT THEY MADE. This is way better than trolls making humans. HOLY SHIT.
Dirk looks at Donatello impassively from behind his shades.]
Nice to meet you.
As far as my brother goes, I'd have to say it's more lucky than not. You can't do ninja time with just one bro.
[Ninja ti - Okay Don did not say he was a ninja. He looks a little more suspiciously at Dirk; how have you figured it out? Was it the bo staff?]
What would you know about ninjas? They're not particularly common anymore. [And Don's kind of not a proper ninja anyway because he was taught by a rat.] I mean, they're a pop culture phenomenon, but that's sort of an exaggeration; not at all what real ninjutsu's like.
[That pigeon puppet is as fake-looking as pop culture ninjutsu. If Dirk's been paying attention, he'll notice little levers inside it. The levers seem to connect to its wings, so it can sort of do a terrible attempt at flapping. What the hell is this puppet even for?]
[That stoic face just completely belies everything coming out of Dirk's mouth right now. Don's trying not to laugh, and it's sort of coming out as an awkward smirk.
The smirk just gets more awkward as Dirk says that last bit.]
Hey, I know the puppet is kind of stupid, but I don't think it's that stupid - is it?
[Okay, well, while this is a really weird phobia Don's not going to impose. He nods.]
Okay, no puppets around Dave. Not that I'm particularly enthusiastic about showing this off - I mean, the pigeon was helpful once or twice, but mostly it was just an early experiment in mechanics. [He made it when he was a hatchling, okay. It has a weird sentimental value.]
I'd like to think I'm much better at articulation now.
Definitely. I've been building things since I was a hatchling. Or... well, a kid, if you prefer. [Don glances down at the puppet in Dirk's hands again, recalling when he first soldered the metal joints together. Ahh... to be young again, and relearning physics...] My real specialty, though, is engineering vehicles.
... Which I figure I'm going to have to do again, if we're stuck here long. I mean, Turtles can swim, but that is a lot of water. [Practical as ever, Don.]
[Oh. Huh. Dirk's sunglasses don't blink, but he does. There is a Teenaged Mutant Ninja Turtle in his face asking about robotics.]
There isn't really much to say. I taught myself the basics from the materials around, and then started doing my own work. I've made a couple of rapbots, dozens of battle bots, and then a protector robot for a friend of mine. I've really just been adapting the same basic principles to different contexts.
Fair enough. I'm going to need to see one of these "rapbots" one day. [Though don't ask Don to rap. Mikey might've done it if he were here, but Don has no idea how to even approach rapping. Maybe Dirk should teach him...]
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[Dirk immediately bypasses the technology (respect) to check that puppet out. He loves it so much? It looks hilarious. Oh my God think of the things you could do with this. Yes. He'd never let Dave see him with it, but holy shit he loves this so much.
Oh right, there's a giant turtle dude here? Dirk should. Respond to that. Using his myriad social skills for meeting new people.
.....]
Hi. I'm Dirk. Can I check out your puppet?
[nailed it]
yessss
Wait.]
... You look pretty familiar. A lot like the other blond human in the pyjamas. [The one who scared the shell out of Don floating a foot off the ground.
Does this one also float? Inquiring scientific minds want to know.]
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He does glance up at that comment.] You've met Dave. We're [ectofamily?] brothers.
I'm Dirk.
[This isn't accompanied by a hand for handshaking because he forgets to do shit like that.]
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My name's Donatello. [Yeah, that Donatello.
If the Homestuck continuity ever references the TMNT. Holy shit Dirk you might be able to fourth-wall him that's hilarious.]... My own brothers aren't here. I'd say you're lucky, but with the way this place looks to be already? I'm not so sure you are.
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So when he hears 'Donatello' and sees this ninja-mask wearing giant mutant turtle... Holy shit, the new world they made has real life ninja turtles in it. This is what has happened. WHERE IS DAVE HE HAS TO TELL DAVE HE FIGURED OUT WHAT THEY MADE. This is way better than trolls making humans. HOLY SHIT.
Dirk looks at Donatello impassively from behind his shades.]
Nice to meet you.
As far as my brother goes, I'd have to say it's more lucky than not. You can't do ninja time with just one bro.
[STOP HIM.]
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What would you know about ninjas? They're not particularly common anymore. [
And Don's kind of not a proper ninja anyway because he was taught by a rat.] I mean, they're a pop culture phenomenon, but that's sort of an exaggeration; not at all what real ninjutsu's like.[That pigeon puppet is as fake-looking as pop culture ninjutsu. If Dirk's been paying attention, he'll notice little levers inside it. The levers seem to connect to its wings, so it can sort of do a terrible attempt at flapping. What the hell is this puppet even for?]
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[He says it with a completely stoic face even as he plays with the levels. The puppet is flapping. Yesssss.
Oh, wait. Brothers. Puppets. UHHH.]
Don't show this puppet to Dave.
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The smirk just gets more awkward as Dirk says that last bit.]
Hey, I know the puppet is kind of stupid, but I don't think it's that stupid - is it?
[Embarrassingly poor puppet design aside.]
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Nah, it's kinda great. Conceptually I definitely see where you were going with it and I'd love to talk about some ways we could improve the design.
My brother just doesn't like puppets. And possibly birds, I think. So I'd rather keep them out of sight and mind with him.
[And this effort to protect his brother from puppets is apparently now being imposed on other people?
Yes. Yes it is. He will not let anyone upset his brother like this. He is that level of crazy protective of his newly met family.]
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Okay, no puppets around Dave. Not that I'm particularly enthusiastic about showing this off - I mean, the pigeon was helpful once or twice, but mostly it was just an early experiment in mechanics. [He made it when he was a hatchling, okay. It has a weird sentimental value.]
I'd like to think I'm much better at articulation now.
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[Dirk asks as if he doesn't. Kinda. Already know.
Shhh he's trying not to be a dick about the fourth wall.]
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... Which I figure I'm going to have to do again, if we're stuck here long. I mean, Turtles can swim, but that is a lot of water. [Practical as ever, Don.]
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Vehicle engineers sounds like it'll be incredibly helpful around here. I tend to stick to robotics myself, but let me know if you need a hand.
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There isn't really much to say. I taught myself the basics from the materials around, and then started doing my own work. I've made a couple of rapbots, dozens of battle bots, and then a protector robot for a friend of mine. I've really just been adapting the same basic principles to different contexts.
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Robots that... rap? Presumably, that their purpose is rapping? It blows the mind.]
Self-taught, huh? That's always a solid way to learn the ropes.
I've gotta say, though, your choice in robots is... eclectic. [Rapbots and battle bots.] Was there some kind of reason your robots needed to rap?
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[Should there be more reason than that?]
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Maybe Dirk should teach him...]