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March Intro: Head First

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Arrival!

It was supposed to be a routine mission. Maybe you think you’ve been here for a bit or maybe you just arrived. Either way, you know there was supposed to be a completely normal underwater mission, probably just gathering resources, unless you just arrived, in which case welcome!

Unfortunately, somehow you’ve been dumped somewhere you shouldn’t be. A woman’s voice can be heard, robotic in tone with hints of emotion. That emotion mostly seems to be mild surprise.

"Life signs detected. Life forms are non-native to this planet. They... oh. Oh dear, I wasn’t prepared after all. Please refrain from dying for a moment. Your things are incoming."

Your eyes open underwater. At least you're near the surface. But the moment you break through you'll notice one thing: the ocean, stretching out for miles around you in all directions with no end in sight and only a very distant gleaming metal structure in the far distance. You're not alone but this surely isn't what you expected. In fact, you really can't understand how you managed to get from where you were to underwater so fast.

None of your belongings are with you save the clothing on your body. And the depths below you offer no comfort, the light engulfed before it can reach wherever the sea bottom is.

Somewhere, you hear a sound shaking through the water, like something between a whale and a foghorn.

No turning back now.

Prompts!

A: WHALE OF A TALE
As it turns out, there is hope for those who can't swim or get help from someone who can. Something emerges from the depths, a massive bed of coral that makes that strange sound, allowing people to climb on top of it. Of course, that bed of coral is actually the back of a massive creature that moves how it pleases and occasionally dives back down underwater.

There is a pod of them around the area calling to each other. They're friendly, or at least they don't seem to mind any poking or hangers on. But one of their long tendrils may still give you a good whack on accident.

If you’re really lucky you can probably ride one all the way back to the base. Wouldn’t that be a fantastic entrance?

B: HELP ARRIVES
At least, some assistance arrives. Strange little robots on propellers arrive fifteen or so minutes later, rushing to the scene carrying a floating bin of some sort. They drop it into the ocean and buzz excitedly around it in the hopes of luring people over.

Inside the bin are goggles, breathing devices and knives enough for the new arrivals. The knives have a compass on the hilt that has a marker for the direction of the base. One robot will play a helpful recording from the robotic woman for those getting their gear:

"Please deposit any articles of clothing getting in the way of swimming in the bin. We will be sure they arrive safely at the base. Do not try to swim in anything that will bog you down."

A pause.

"Swimming nude is not recommended. There can be... unpleasant issues. For future reference, please consult me before going on missions like this."

C: UNDER THE SEA
Of course, there's no reason to rush right to the base. This place is certainly beautiful in its own right and has a few caves to explore - watch those stingers hanging from the ceilings - with an abundance of strange and wonderful fish eager to either play with you or dart away as fast as possible. Of course there's plenty of Reefbacks still calling to each other and a large amount of floating rocks with Floaters attached.

D: MATING SEASON
On second thought, maybe heading to the base is a good idea. Occasionally you might see plumes of dust near the ocean floor. Exploring these is a very bad idea. The moment you get close, a Sand Shark will explode out of the sand, ready to attack. They range from five to eight feet in length and will pursue you without mercy. At least they give up if you get near the surface or hide in the right caves.

Unfortunately, it's mating season. That means dozens of them can appear at any time trying to court a female with acts of aggression and skill. And you really don't want to be in the middle of that.

E: HOME SWEET HOME
You did it! You made it to the base. You are probably dead tired by now having swam quite a long distance—or somehow riding a Reefback all the way here—and the sun is beginning to set. Upon arrival, URSULA will welcome you and give you a quick rundown of the lockers (where your personal items can be found, as safe as if you stored them there yourself) and the base's layout if you’re new. She will also recommend that you put on your communication device and settling in. She will then just as quickly apologise by saying that she must finish preparing the base for the others.

"Please give me a few days to finish retooling the base. Oh, I'm so excited. We're going to make a great team, I promise. And don't go back to that biome yet until mating season is over. Sand Sharks are... troublesome."

F: WILDCARD
The ocean is yours to explore! Maybe your characters will find places to take breaks. Maybe they'll start gathering things. Maybe they'll murder fish! Or maybe they'll get lost in the dark and take a rather long time to find the base. Or just crash the kitchen for some of that delicious fish, more fish and seaweed! It's all up to you!

See the Biomes page for the currently accessible areas or details on current wildlife and the Base page for all your base needs. Direct any questions and plotting to the OOC post and have fun!

BASED ON CODE BY TESSISAMESS AND SUPERSUITS

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[...oops...oh well.]

So you got brought in on one of those things too, huh? Did you meet anybody else on the way? Did they remember how they got there?

[He has energy to spare it's fine!!]

I met a few people, but none of them knew how they got here and a few of them couldn't even swim. It seemed like they were in the same boat at us.

[FOR NOW, says Momleo.]

Yeah, the girl I met was the same. But when I tried to get an explanation out of URSULA, she just said it was odd, and that people got like that sometimes. A lot of them are able to see me, though -- and they're a bit of an odd lot. Some of them aren't human, seraph, or hellion, as far as I can tell.

...good thing you finally made it in.

[He sounds more nonchalant on the last statement, but he can't even begin to describe how relieved he was when Sorey entered the base, the most steady and familiar friend he could possibly have hoped to see. There was probably a term for how he'd felt bouncing off strange new quantity after new quantity, things he'd never imagined or had the chance to prepare for out of a book -- culture shock? Except twenty-odd people and a lot of fish wasn't exactly a culture. Alien shock? Ocean shock. Sorey had calmed it down.]

Me too. I thought I'd have to sleep on the giant coral fish, at first.

[He wants to ask about the people who could see him, the people who weren't humans or seraph or hellions, but they feel like things he can ask later when he can commit them to memory and put faces to traits. Mikleo's throwaway comment, though, gives him a little pause.]

I thought it was just me for a minute. Not just me since I kept seeing other people, but I didn't know you were here.

[Should he be relieved he wasn't the only idiot to fall in a hole and end up in the ocean on another planet? Probably not. But he's relieved anyways. It's hard to imagine Mikleo not being somewhere nearby, to the point that he'd assumed that he would run into his friend eventually. It's hard for him to imagine what he would have done if they hadn't run into each other.]

[He can hear the echoed relief in Sorey's words...he's quiet himself, for a moment. Just a moment, though.]

Like I'd leave you alone in the middle of an ocean. If there's anywhere you need a water seraph, to make sure you don't do things like sleep on giant coral fish--

[On fish, he nudges huffily at Sorey's side.]

Move over a bit.

[He obligingly rolls away so Mikleo has more room, though not before giving him another poke in the side with his free hand.]

Even water seraph don't want to sleep on fish in the middle of the ocean, huh?

[He yelps at the last poke, swatting at Sorey's hand, before flopping down decisively next to him.]

We water seraphs are too sensible for that. Unlike some people.

[He might regret deciding to share a bed when he has an arm in his face later at night, but right now Sorey is awake and making sure to scoot so he isn't hogging any room.]

I'm plenty sensible! I didn't want to sleep out there either. It just would've been better than trying to sleep in the water.

[He's probably used to it. WHATEVER!]

Considering the way those things dive, you'd have ended up in the water eventually, anyway.

[...pulls up Sorey's blanket over them, and, after a moment's thought, add his own so they're not fighting for one later too. There.]

[AT LEAST HE KNOWS WHAT HE'S GETTING INTO!! Sorey wiggles under the blankets and finally (finally) closes his eyes again.]

I'd wake up if that happened, though!

Yeah, but admit it, this is better.

It is, I'm not arguing that. Sleeping on a fish sounds uncomfortable.

Good night on your non-fish bed, Sorey.

[he sounds amused.]

[Hm

Steals the blankets.]

Good night, Mikleo.

[...]

[... ... ..]

[... ... ... ... ...]

Hey, Sorey?

[pretend you're asleep pretend you're asleep pretend you're--]

Yeah?

[DOUBLE-HANDLED TICKLING BLANKET GRAB ATTACK]

[HE SHOULD HAVE EXPECTED IT

but he didn't

so it comes completely as a surprise, and he's startled enough that he can't immediately attack back--he just tries to snatch the blankets while he laughs.]

Ch-cheater!

[He grabs at one blanket before falling off the bed.]

[He sprawls super smugly over the mattress, taking up as much space as possible with the remaining blanket on top of him.]

You mean winner!

Who said we were finished?

[That just means he's wide open for a retaliation tickle attack]

[He was totally expecting that one but he also left himself wide open so it devolves into an ALL-OUT TICKLE BLANKET WAR for a little bit

This looks so dumb. They're dumb. Sorry anyone else using this room.]

[Hopefully someone who can see Mikleo otherwise it's going to look like Sorey's having a very serious wrestling match with his mattress and blankets.

But he's in no mood to lose so he's just going to keep at it until he wins BOTH BLANKETS and possibly most of the bed.]

[It'll take Sorey a while to win, but eventually Mikleo winds up out of breath, crowded to the edge of the bed and half-pinned there, still laughing helplessly in little bursts.

Damn your weight advantage and less vulnerable tickle spots! At least he never fell off.]

[He would gloat a little, but it feels more like a tie since he did fall off the bed first. So he punctuates his victory by relenting, laughing himself and taking his spoils of war to flop back down.]

[Mikleo scoots over more towards the middle again. Sorey can have his hard-won blankets -- it's not like Mikleo gets cold, anyway.]

Good night for real?

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