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March Intro: Head First






≡U.R.S.U.L.A. NAVIGATION

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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[personal profile] logdate 2016-03-01 04:53 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Peridot has already decided that she doesn't really like this part of her new job. Terraforming? Sure, that sounded like something she could do - but she's a technician, not a soldier. Fighting is one of her secondary capabilities. She's been trying to avoid the sand sharks, but considering that they're everywhere, she hasn't exactly been successful.

She has avoided becoming shark-bait. At least so far. Her response probably doesn't inspire confidence.
]

Are you insane? I don't even need to eat! We should just avoid them!

[ Speaking of which, Peridot flails out of the way of a second shark that's been attracted by all the ruckus. ]

-get away from me-!
tyrian: (I will stand up like a wall)

[personal profile] tyrian 2016-03-03 12:10 pm (UTC)(link)
Well other species need to eat! [Gosh, don't be so selfish! And look, there's another sand shark right there!] See, at least get that one, since it's right next to you!
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[personal profile] logdate 2016-03-03 05:44 pm (UTC)(link)
I'm more worried about it getting me, you clod!

[ Peridot is, fortunately, relatively resilient. She's still not the most water dynamic person in the world, so she has to duck out of the way of a charging shark before it decides to take a bite of her. ]

I don't even have a weapon-! I'm not built for this!

[ Aside from the knife, anyway. ]
tyrian: (nothing here is cruel or kind)

[personal profile] tyrian 2016-03-04 01:39 am (UTC)(link)
Didn't you take the--who! [Feferi hangs onto the dorsal fin as her half-blinded sand shark thrashes around.] The knife, stupid!
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[personal profile] logdate 2016-03-04 02:53 am (UTC)(link)
It's twice as big as I am!

[ The shark not the knife. She still tugs the small weapon free and points it at the shark as it comes back around. Why her? Why this? What did she do wrong to deserve this fate? ]

What am I supposed to do, poke it to death?
tyrian: (I can see it clear)

[personal profile] tyrian 2016-03-05 03:00 am (UTC)(link)
Go for the eyes! Or in between the scales! Like this! [Feferi digs her knife in deep in between the segments of the sand shark's body and twists until she can see blood.]
Edited (I forgot to pick an icon...) 2016-03-05 03:01 (UTC)
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[personal profile] logdate 2016-03-05 04:19 am (UTC)(link)
Why me?

[ That's Peridot's lament as she jabs at the shark as it swoops in at her. She's not exactly a combat wizard, but she manages to dissuade it from trying to bite at her as the knife scores across the scales. ]

I'm a technician!