subnautica | Entries tagged with mcu: peter parker

Hey, how are you guys?

[he starts strong, but he dwindles a little bit towards the end there. it's clear he has rehearsed this a few times, and you'd not be wrong to think he recorded and deleted the video a few times prior to this before settling on a recording he finds good enough.]

[he still glances at the side, off screen, like he's trying to remember--]

Uhm, I was wondering... Now that things are a bit back to normal. [stilted, paused] And many of you are really good at, uh, either using weapons or fighting, or--things like that! If I could get some help? I'd like to be able to know how to defend myself, in the water, that is. I don't want to get into fights or anything, I promise! [starts speaking faster, like he's all of a sudden certain this is what people will understand from this! that he's a troublemaker wanting to pick a fight!!] I just, think it'll help with not being so scared out there?

[he's flustered. aaand, composes himself.]

I know time is precious to everyone, so, I'm willing to pay for the lessons with favours, and things like that?

Anyway, thank you for listening this far!

[abrupty...turns the feed off. phew.]

uncorrupts

[shortly after dirk's entry on the matter, shiro makes use of the network for a public service announcement, too.]

This is Shiro.

[no nonsense today]

Strider is right about what's going on. I believe this is the first time we've experienced the dreamscape being this bad, though those who have been here longer than I could fact check that for me. It won't do us any good to be a base full of people nearing hysteria because we're not sleeping to avoid it. We just have to be smart about it. We got through the hurricane, we can do this too if we work together.

[so you may not know who shiro is, but regardless of that, the way he speaks will offer an idea that he's been in situations like this before--military, in a crew, under the duress of high-risk situations. he doesn't speak like he's ordering people to do things either, rather sensible and purposeful in his words.]

I'd suggest not being alone for too long. Take turns sleeping and keep an eye out for each other. Strider has actually got a good idea in mind about using The Song--apparently capitalised--to help with the matter at hand. If you can learn it and sing it, all the better. Use the headphones sparingly. I wouldn't be surprised if it'll work just like medicine and stop having its expected effect after long exposure.

If you need someone to keep an eye on you when you're sleeping and make sure things don't go south, let me know. I sleep sparingly as it is, and checking up on you won't be an issue. Teaching ways to save up energy when not sleeping a lot is something I can help out with, too.

Remember, work together and be smart about the methods offered to overcome this. I'm sure we'll be able to fix this in no time.

expulsions

9/29 telepathy broadcast
[All things considered there are plenty of worse ways to be transported somewhere. At least he remembers most of it this time. So. Hello Iniidae. If you're…literally…anywhere around the base you might hear the lovely song of the reefbacks. They're also probably not stopping anytime soon. Above the noise of them though there's soon a telepathic broadcast as well.]

I don't think I've ever heard a fish rap before. [If a voice can sound amused via telepathy, this one does. Never mind that to most people it sounds like the gentle call of normal sea life.] Sorry about that. They followed me to the base after they dropped me off, I'll take care of it soon. But in the meantime I'll see about taking requests. Maybe they know some Top 40s hits too.

Anyway, what's up? [He seems like he might leave it at that, but…] Question for you guys: how many of you are working on the base expansion project? I'd like to talk to you. I'm Percy, by the way.

9/29 base

[After some time, it seems as though the noise stops. Anybody who's in the underwater base at this point may be able to look out the window and spot a school of baby reefbacks, the ones apparently responsible for all of the noise in the first place. Now they're swimming in circles and in the middle cutting through the water with ease is a teenage boy. That's all well and good but said-teenage boy also doesn't have a breathing apparatus on him? Nah, he's just sort of swimming around and seems to be laughing each time one of the creatures sends him tumbling through the water. Sorry he's like this, but at least they stopped singing?

It's not long after that he leaves, waving goodbye to the babies and stepping back into the base. He's just as dry as he was when he entered the water and if anybody's in the entryway he sort of just waves and carries on. He doesn't get too far though before he stops at the stairs, glancing around as though he's debating if he should continue or not.]

You've been busy. [He says to no on in particular and he ventures out on his own, checking each room he comes across. Feel free to chat him up, tell him to get lost, wonder what he's doing, ask if they hallucinated he was outside, etc.]

parodeity

hey so this is dave
strider
well the only dave who exists here
unless someone named a fish dave
anyway
as you may have noticed next month is october
and as entertainment director and since no ones birthday is until november
were gonna have a halloween party im decreeing it
and since we have a dance floor now or whatever its gonna be a dance
cute ghost kid you wanna dj it or whatever
we can bro it up together if you want
but anyway i figured i should say something so if you wanna help you can
decorations entertainment whatever
also for those of you who arent human or are human but dont know halloween its a human earth holiday
where you dress up as like whatever you want
like
something you are not like idk a princess or a ninja or a zombie or whatever
and then you consume mad amounts of candy

i think we *may* actually be able to swing the candy thing so huzzah
lmk if you wanna help or if you wanna complain about fun or whatever the heck
or if you need costume ideas i guess you all can brainstorm within
thanks

highflights

[ Kara has cleared out a landing site just outside the area of the ship Mimi was camped in. Each member of the party has been given a rough map marking the more thickly forested areas, contours marked for hills, and an arrow in the water indicating the general direction back to the underwater base. There are Xs for where the old shipwreck emerges through the green, but only those visible from the air, if you're on foot you're on your own. In Kon's handwriting, the maps are all labelled Amity Island in block letters. The wildlife is friendly unless provoked; we can't vouch for the plants. ]

[ The body itself is in a sturdy wood coffin resting on a bed of freshly dug earth, the lid can be easily pushed off. Time to get cracking. ]

[ ooc info about the island can be found here and here. any questions should be directed to the mods at the second link. ]

trainees

hey guys it's peter
just wanted to let you know that there's a new modification to the subs and jet skis
it's basically a harness/net attachment that you can use to carry more materials in instead of trying to cram everything into the seat next to you
or for whatever else you want to transport i guess

keep in mind the net for the subs will be larger than the ones for the skis
also try not to get any sea creatures caught in the net (which i don't think would happen since the weave isn't really big enough for anything to slip through but i could be wrong)
so just double check your stuff before unloading

i did some test runs of it on one of the seamoths so i'm like 99.99% sure it works
but if you run into any problems/have suggestions just lmk here
you can also find me in the tech lab or genetics lab
or idk just yell and i'll swing by
if you need to learn how to pilot a sub/jet ski i can also give you some tips

so yeah
i think that's it??
oh nice to meet you i guess if i haven't already
ok over and out

[ ooc: for reference, they look like a variation of these! ]

lefthandfree

[Well, Bucky’s reached his limit. As if the calm in T’Challa’s palace wasn’t already nerve-wracking enough, he’s now on a veritable life-long vacation by comparison, and there’s no training facility in the damn base. Shadow boxing only gets you so far. He doesn’t like drawing publicity, but he’s running out of options, and he knows better than to ask the obvious suspects, especially since variety is good and bolsters adaptation on the fly.]

«Don’t suppose there are any fighters around?»

«Name's Barnes. James Barnes. I’m looking for consistent sparring partners. One hour sessions minimum. No weapons, just straight hand-to-hand and close quarters. Willing to taper strikes and throws as needed, but it’s straight sparring and not a lesson.»

«If you're interested, let me know.»

abide

[ Truthfully, he's a little unsure about addressing the people here with an AI who is always lurking. Without any real proof to believe anything that's been directly passed on to him, telepathy is (mostly) out of the question too; it's strange having more than his own thoughts in his head. Besides, this feels too close to home to warrant a repeat of those incidents. Still, a rundown of things seems like the first step in the right direction. He gives a thin smile. ]

Hey, everyone. I know this has probably been said before, but I'm willing to take that chance. [ A short pause, and he's firm as he continues. ] Back home, it was my job to help keep people safe, and I think that's a good place to start here too. I don't know much about what's out there, not yet. But if we work together, I'm confident we can protect each other and anyone else who needs us to be there for 'em. If anyone's got info on that or if you might be interested in doing a little recon around this place, let me know.

By the way, the name's Rogers. Steve Rogers. [ Maybe he should have said that before the mini speech, but semantics. ] I can meet in person if that's easier too. I'll be around if anyone needs anything. [ Another break, and he looks off beyond the video. ] Thanks for your time.

voidkatini

[ Roxy is very excited; this is something she's been working on secretly for months now. If you were annoyed by all of the pumpkins around the base, don't worry-- it's about to pay off. Her compulsive voidy-thinging of pumpkins eventually rewarded her with a monstrosity of a plant. She was able to gene-sequenced it, splicing and separating the DNA into two different plants: grapes and cocoa. They were planted on Mountain Island months ago, in a secret location she affectionately refers to as "The Garden of Weedin'". Not even Dirk knew of it's location, and he's been privy to the secret project from the start.

Her voice is loud and giddy in your head, broadcasted to whoever is within reach. She's been dying to surprise everyone for what feels like forever! ]

Sup guys! Ro-Lal here with a heads up: we have grapes and cocoa beans now? But they ain't ready yet. I'll need loootsa help harvesting them soon. The grapes should be ready in a few weeks, 'n the cocoa beans should be ready by the end of next month. If you wanna help, lemme know. Hot, shirtless hunks are encouraged to volunteer. Pantsless hunks are fine, too. Shirtless and pantsless hunks should just disregard this announcement and come see me immediately. Hahaha, wooooonk.

Aight, later darlings. Mwah! [ smooches ♥ ]

braavado

Action.

[Okay. So this isn't the Spirit World, like she'd originally thought. After getting the standard greeting from URSULA, Korra ends up wandering the base with the determination of someone trying to distract herself from unpleasant thoughts. After passing through the dining area, the aquarium, and the med bay, Korra pauses in front of another door. Unlike the others, though, this one doesn't budge when she tries the handle.

Curiosity getting the better of her, she jiggles the handle again, frowning, until she hears someone come up behind her. Guiltily, Korra jumps away from the door. Busted.]

Sorry. Is this room off-limits? [With the "newbie" pack still hanging off of one shoulder, and the sheepish smile she's offering, Korra looks the very picture of someone who's gotten lost.]

Video.

[The picture on the screen shakes a few times before it finally settles on the girl that's frowning into the device's camera. After looking momentarily surprised, she grins.]

Oh, hey! I think I got it to work. Soooo, I guess it's pretty obvious I'm new. Apparently this is the best way to get a hold of people around here? At least, I think that's what that URSULA person said...

Anyway. [She seems to perk back up.] I had a look around the base just now and I had a few questions. One--where do you guys train? [Yes, she's serious.] I mean, I guess I could use any empty space I find around here, but all this glass looks kind of...breakable. [Here, she laughs a little nervously.] Busting up the place isn't really the first impression I want to give.

Two--it sounds like we're stuck in this base unless you go out into the water, right? I'd ask URSULA, but she seemed kind of busy after I picked up my pack. Anyone care to fill me in?

onethousen

1 | getting the drop on the hot springs

[ Woe upon any who venture into the hot springs in their pink walled, steamy glory, navigating the maze of buckets and stones and attractive dead carcasses of coral artfully arranged to provoke a sense of relaxation on either side of the wooden dividers. A fie upon any who have sought a moment of relaxation, to soak in the heat and breath in of the steam and find their aches begin to loosen their stranglehold, muscles begin to shed tension, skin begins to sweat even more than before.

It is, perhaps, quite enjoyable. Restive. Even, dare we say, rejuvenating.

Then a ten year old comes crashing down into the waters with a startled yelp, splashing everything and shooting back up to her feet, coughing out the water that's inevitably gotten into her lungs.

So much for a restive visit at the indoor hot springs. Thanks, Chihiro! ]

2 | a drop in the sea

Soaked once already, she'd faced the contents of her Fun Survival Pack and been left contemplating the wet suit with the look of a young woman resigned to what was inevitably coming.

A change.

( in which Chihiro manages to jump into the water, figure out she an breathe through the apparatus, and goes exploring on the outside of the base )

( ii ) To anyone coming across her after she'd taken the plunge, Chihiro was swimming around the base on the outside, alighting on curved surfaces and waving at people when it didn't appear she was accidentally intruding. When one of the unfamiliar fish would come close, she'd hold herself still and pressed up against the base itself, waiting and watching for what would happen next.

3 | text: ask and ye shall possibly learn more than what you knew before

Hello, my name is Chihiro. I didn't know where it was best to ask, so I'm trying here. Is there anyplace new people should generally be sleeping?

[ this had been easier at the bath house when it'd all been pretty straightforward. "follow lin." she'd try to figure out food as well, but honest to goodness, she's not sure she can eat quite yet. ]

voicelog

( talk about a hell of a day )

wises

8/24: arrival

[ on the off chance you happen to be, like, swimming around above the base or something or flying in the air above the base or just chilling on a sandbar around there, guess what. you're treated to a teenaged demigod falling out of the sky and into the ocean. she shrieks a little as this happens because what the fuck what the fuck a stupid portal courtesy the gods is one thing but couldn't they at least -

no. what is annabeth thinking. of course the gods would not make certain she like, landed on her feet or something. of course she's just dumped into a fucking ocean why the fuck not.

if you happen to laugh or stare or anything she'll be grumpy about it after getting her bearings: ]

What are you looking at?

[ look. today is normal day in the life of annabeth chase but that doesn't mean she's Thrilled about being dumped onto a new planet mostly made of water. where is her dumb boyfriend when she needs him???

otherwise she can be found surrounded by stalkers who seem to want something shiny? she's looking very reluctant to part with the shiny objects on her, though. ]

No, you can't have these, my dad gave them to me. [ leave her earrings Alone. leave her dad's college ring Alone. also leave this dagger she has Alone, that's important too??? maybe you have a shiny object to sacrifice to the stalkers so annabeth can actually escape without hurting them? ]

8/24: base

[ okay. she's sopping wet when she finally makes it back so she can be found. drying off. but after that annabeth just pokes around, getting gradually more irritated by the layout of the base. why is this how things are. why are things ridiculous. who planned this shit.

she also does take the time to claim private room 16 because while she's used to and likes sharing a room, she's not sure she wants to share a room with strangers over her half-siblings. so she can be found doing that.

or, rather more prominently, she can be found claiming a work area in one of the labs, typing on a laptop with an odd symbol and a weird-ass keyboard. if you recognize ancient greek, you'll be able to understand the symbol and the keypad and what's on the screen, but otherwise that sure does look like a lot of squiggles. she seems to be documenting a map of the base, and glaring at it.

...but there's also the possibility of her glaring at her communicator in a rather confused fashion as she tries to read some of the text posts. ]

...clari...clarified... [ damnit ] I wonder if I can hook this up to the laptop somehow. I can't read this. [ greek demigod problem 19485406. she's muttering to herself rather than speaking to someone directly, but it's easy to overhear her. ]

8/25: architect

[ okay so like. the first thing of import annabeth did was apply to be Base Architect because she doesn't approve of most of the shenanigans going on and at least wants things to be organized re: the layout. she doesn't seem particularly inclined to organize the shenanigans going on otherwise but let her sort out the base itself. ]

Hello. This is Annabeth Chase - and I applied for a position on the crew: Architect. So, if you need assistance building anything please let me know. I've got plenty of experience and I think we can organize things a bit more than they otherwise have been.

[ read: stop putting shit wherever you feel like it HAVE A PLAN FIRST ]

mythbuster

[ The kitchen is patched up. The shower hallway is fixed. The worst of the hurricane that busted holes in their base seems to be over, and everyone can go outside again. Everything should be fine now.

Except for all these newcomers?? They won't stop coming. The base is packed, always. It's mildly stressful, and so to help Loki find his happy comfort zone, he fixes himself a mug of tea and heads over to the library for a bit of quiet time. There are so many people loitering around in the hallways this morning that he has to carefully weave his way around, avoiding stray elbows and hustling pedestrians. But perhaps it was inevitable -- he turns a corner, only to run into one Hinata Hajime.

His mug falls to the floor. Hot tea splashes on the walls and at their feet, the violent streaks remnants of Loki's hopes and dreams for the morning. Explicit tea gore, everywhere. Loki stares at the liquid carnage in shock. Then he begins to shake. And like a volcano, he explodes. ]

AHHHHH!

[ He cannonballs into the brains of anyone in range: ]

Enough. We're building more rooms for people to sleep in. Now. If you want to be guaranteed a room, you work. The only people exempt are the sick or otherwise unsuitable. If you can gather materials, transport them, or help with furnishing rooms, then you're officially on the job.

[ Next, he points up at Hinata. ]

You. You're helping with this.

(( OOC: The actual building of rooms and furniture can be handwaved! Despite what Loki says, pretty much anyone can have a room. They'll be big 6-person rooms to share with your fellows. Responses will come from either Loki (who will probably bully you) or Hinata (who will herd you gently) or both!

Also: check out this spreadsheet (there are two tabs) and assign your character to a room! If you would like a few additional details or to plot OOCly, check out this OOC post here. ))

hydros

[ The feed clicks on to reveal a very, very unimpressed and wet boy. His hair sticks up in wet, spiked pieces as he walks through the corridor of the base, alternating between looking ahead and staring right into the camera.

The way he positions the device to show the entire upper-half of his body in the frame suggests that he's adept at taking selfies, or he at least has a little experience vlogging. He might be putting a lot of effort into angling himself just right to only show his "good side". ]

Okay, so I’m not gonna ask whose bright idea it was to stuff me into a fridge, but I am gonna have to suggest that you guys thoroughly check through your catch of the day before throwing everything into a big, fishy pile.

I've had a total of three showers. Three! [ He holds up three fingers and shakes them in front of the feed. ] And I still smell like I've just walked out of some seafood restaurant's garbage disposal.

But that's besides the point. [ He waves his hand dismissively. ] After I have a well-deserved nap, I gotta get back out into the water so I can start looking for my lion. And I'm gonna need to borrow some equipment. Like a submarine or something.

Don't get me wrong, though! I appreciate you guys letting me crash here for a while and letting me have a room to myself, but I can't stay here for long. I got things to do. Important things. Like finding my friends and saving the universe.

[ He pushes his hair back... trying to look suave but also serious. ]

oneandmikleonly

[Past the 9th of the month, the hurricane's finally blown itself out, leaving a great deal of mess behind (but at least, a lot less mess than there would have been without the crew's various antics, right?)

After the calm there's the storm, but after the storm, there's...uh, actually, it's not all that calm again yet. Look at all these notable goings on that you can play with:

SICK PEOPLE are still a thing. Are you still suffering from the ravages of alien cave flu? Finally finding the energy to crawl out of bed? Starting to come down with it yourself? Getting dosed with cure attempts? Doing the dosing? Or maybe you're not sick at all but went hurricane surfing and are now prone in the medbay. It's been a rough couple of weeks.

The HURRICANE'S AFTEREFFECTS still linger. Fish in the base aquariums and biomes are just starting to resume their regular activities. Maybe some of your special fish friends are still spooked and need some coaxing out? Maybe you want to swim out to a more distant biome to check on creatures like the Reefbacks or the Birdogs? Or maybe you want to stick closer to home and do things like finish repairing the busted corridors, and cleaning out the kitchens and showers so the food and bathing situation doesn't descend back into complete travesty.

For those who've started wandering out, there's also FAMILIAR ITEMS washing up -- things from your home, or at least...someone's home. Is an embarrassing photo of you now plastered against an observatory window for the world to see? Your fancy car from home buried in the sand of the Safe Shallows?

Lastly, on the night of the 13th (and subsequent nights...), a distant DISCO LIGHTSHOW becomes totally visible on the horizon, in the Monolith's direction. What the heck? Maybe that's worth checking out.

And of course, there's always PLANNING, MISSIONS AND SHENANIGANS to do. Go nuts!]

trainees

[ there are many things peter parker has come to accept in his life, things like how he'll never be a normal boy again, or how he'll always do whatever mr. stark tells him to do, like supposedly meeting him to investigate the raft after school. either he fell asleep on the subway en route or something else happened along the way. but, you know, this is fine. totally fine. he's used to it. he just fought like six avengers a few days ago and he still came out of it alive. being stuck in some weird room in some kind of base in the middle of the ocean is nothing compared to getting punched in the face by captain america (who was definitely not pulling his punches).

this is totally fine. ]

This is totally not fine, [ is what he thinks, accidentally projecting that thought while pounding on the door again. he already tried the handprint pad; it was obviously made for someone with tentacles instead of an actual hand. which is in itself pretty alarming if a part of him wasn't already numb to strange things like tentacle-people. ] What kind of tentacle person even needs an actual room? Don't they just sleep in the water? Is this some mad science experiment gone wrong? Doctor Octopus?

[ wrong movie, peter. it doesn't sound like anyone is outside. maybe if he yelled or something? ]

Uh, hello? Is anyone out there? Can you hear me? No?

God. Aunt May is going to kill me.

Dive In

002 ☉ VIDEO

002 ❖ VIDEO/ACTION

01.) Arrival

text; 9/26

closed mingle: welcome to amity island.

text

09.01 - telepathtic broadcast

( video )

> Roxy: Make a special (telepathic) announcement.

一 ; action + video

action & action & text | 8/25

001. action; this guy has no chill

001

Extreme Makeover: Stop Sleeping on the Damn Floor Edition

video/action

POST-HURRICANE LOG | OPEN MINGLE

01. action + telepathy

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