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!
[Okay, maybe "normal" was the wrong term. Mouth, meet foot.]
It's just... well, I'm not used to this being something human kids can do. Where I'm from, it's only us Turtles that get the weird stuff happening to us.
[There were a few times with Casey and April, but that was probably their fault somehow too.]
I'm a New Yorker, myself. [Most people don't live underneath the city, though.]
Oh, nah, not how I meant it, dude. I mean I used to think I was normal, but then I like. Became able to do all this stuff and learned shit about me that was always true, and then I was like "welp, so much for that".
[ He waves away Don's explanation. ]
Also, nice. I used want to run away to New York when I was a kid, because I naively thought that's where all apple juice was made. You know. The Big Apple.
[The first part gets a sort of fascinated hum from Don, as he dwells on it. The nature of causality, the idea of predetermined destiny... those are things he's had to think about too.
Then the seriousness is ruined by the idea of New York somehow being the wellspring of all apple juice in the world.
That's kinda funny. Don chuckles a little at the thought of it.]
New York is one of the bigger exporters of apples in the U.S., so you wouldn't be far off. Personally, I couldn't live without coffee.
Oh my dick, is it really? Hell yes, little Dave got somethin' right.
[ SCORE...man he misses apple juice. moment of silence for aj. ]
I actually have been drinkin' a lot of coffee recently. Would entirely ditch it for apple juice if I had any of that on hand, but coffee isn't bad. Well, I mean, the shit I drank was really shitty coffee but somehow that almost made it more desirable? Coffee is fucking weird, what even IS that.
[This kid has quite the mouth on him; Raphael would be impressed. Splinter... not so much.]
Maybe if apple juice was more caffeinated, I'd switch to it. At the least I'd probably get some extra vitamin C. [A sort of wan smile, as Don reflects on how many times he's gone without proper nutrition:] Instant coffee is pretty much the only way I can stay awake long enough sometimes.
[A beat, as he realizes something:] ... Come to think of it, we're in the middle of an ocean. Without a distillery, there's barely going to be drinkable water, let alone anything else. [Unless that base URSULA talked about has supplies?]
[Don is reluctant admitting too much about his living conditions, but it's probably useful to share this information:] The water where I lived wasn't always very clean, so I'm used to purifying it. I've never had to worry much about desalination, however, so I guess we're going to have to get on that right away if there isn't anything set up.
You have a brother too, huh? Well. In my case, there are three. [He's never been without them very long, and isn't particularly looking forward to continuing to be without them if that's how this goes.]
Define "a whole lot more". [Don turns a little, glancing out into the hallway.] The noise I've heard in the ship suggests there's a bunch of people here, but by the looks of things we're all from different places, for the most part.
[He's not sure if he should be glad his own family isn't here. He'd never want them to be in danger, but... if other people get their brothers and friends, why doesn't Don?]
[ uh, shit. he has to count it up in his head. all eight humans plus dad is nine plus the two trolls who bothered to come is eleven plus calliope is twelve - ]
Like a dozen or so, but we figure a lot of them might have ended up elsewhere.
In that case, I hope they can swim. Who knows what's living in these oceans?
[Don glances grimly out at the ocean through a wrecked part of the hull. It's peaceful enough, from what he can see, but... he can't even begin to guess what lurks under the alien waters.]
Let's hope most of us ended up on this ship. It's not pretty, but it's safer than being in the water until we figure out what we're dealing with.
Definitely, which is why I'm concerned. I mean, we can make some assumptions about the possible body plan... but not many. I'd stay away from the water.
[Sorry, Dave, you look young and this means Don is assuming you probably aren't the best fighter. He'd be super super wrong. Whelp. He'll find that out soon enough.]
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[ But. Normal. THAT IS A QUESTION. ]
I'm from Texas? And, uh. IDK about the normal shit. I thought I was, but guess not?
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It's just... well, I'm not used to this being something human kids can do. Where I'm from, it's only us Turtles that get the weird stuff happening to us.
[There were a few times with Casey and April, but that was probably their fault somehow too.]
I'm a New Yorker, myself. [Most people don't live underneath the city, though.]
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[ He waves away Don's explanation. ]
Also, nice. I used want to run away to New York when I was a kid, because I naively thought that's where all apple juice was made. You know. The Big Apple.
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Then the seriousness is ruined by the idea of New York somehow being the wellspring of all apple juice in the world.
That's kinda funny. Don chuckles a little at the thought of it.]
New York is one of the bigger exporters of apples in the U.S., so you wouldn't be far off. Personally, I couldn't live without coffee.
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[ SCORE...man he misses apple juice. moment of silence for aj. ]
I actually have been drinkin' a lot of coffee recently. Would entirely ditch it for apple juice if I had any of that on hand, but coffee isn't bad. Well, I mean, the shit I drank was really shitty coffee but somehow that almost made it more desirable? Coffee is fucking weird, what even IS that.
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Maybe if apple juice was more caffeinated, I'd switch to it. At the least I'd probably get some extra vitamin C. [A sort of wan smile, as Don reflects on how many times he's gone without proper nutrition:] Instant coffee is pretty much the only way I can stay awake long enough sometimes.
[A beat, as he realizes something:] ... Come to think of it, we're in the middle of an ocean. Without a distillery, there's barely going to be drinkable water, let alone anything else. [Unless that base URSULA talked about has supplies?]
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[ he has not survived this much bullshit just to die in the middle of an ocean. ]
My bro grew up in sort of similar conditions, so I'm pretty sure he'll have some ideas.
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You have a brother too, huh? Well. In my case, there are three. [He's never been without them very long, and isn't particularly looking forward to continuing to be without them if that's how this goes.]
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[ And his mom? But if he says his mom is here, he will eventually have to explain why he's calling a teenage girl his mom. ]
I'm Dave Strider, bee tee dubs.
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If I see your brother, maybe I can let you know? Assuming whatever dimensional rift, time-warp or similar event just dumped us all here in this ship.
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[ a shrug. ]
Tryin' to see if we can find any of our wayward pals. We were with a whole lot more people before we got here.
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[He's not sure if he should be glad his own family isn't here. He'd never want them to be in danger, but... if other people get their brothers and friends, why doesn't Don?]
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Like a dozen or so, but we figure a lot of them might have ended up elsewhere.
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[Don glances grimly out at the ocean through a wrecked part of the hull. It's peaceful enough, from what he can see, but... he can't even begin to guess what lurks under the alien waters.]
Let's hope most of us ended up on this ship. It's not pretty, but it's safer than being in the water until we figure out what we're dealing with.
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[ wait
is that something he should say to a teenage mutant ninja turtle uh ]
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Definitely, which is why I'm concerned. I mean, we can make some assumptions about the possible body plan... but not many. I'd stay away from the water.
[Sorry, Dave, you look young and this means Don is assuming you probably aren't the best fighter.
He'd be super super wrong. Whelp. He'll find that out soon enough.]no subject
[ HE'S MORE INTERESTED IN EXPLORING. ]
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If you see any other exciting tech while exploring, you ought to let me know. [Little does Don realize he's not going to have long to look at it.]
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