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let's set d o w n some ([personal profile] groundrules) wrote in [community profile] westwhere2022-06-03 07:06 pm

no man's sea


Avast ye — sprawling til 18 June is part I of the Storm at Sea travel arc, which doubles as a test drive. Participants don’t need an invite to reserve or apply over 10-17 June.

Try to label if you’re a test drive tourist or an old timer — and don’t hesitate to leave an OOC note to opt out of random NPC piraaaaaaaargh interaction. Test drivers can post both log and network prompts. Have fun!




NO MAN’S SEA




DEEP WATERS | SON OF A BISCUIT EATER | MOLLYWICK | | THE CROSSING | NOTES




AHOY! SCALLYWAGS

Departing Ke-Waihu, the existing party joins paranoid pirate king, turned stalwart saint Samuel Vane — the feared Quicksilver Sam — aboard the Pariah.

Test drivers awaken anguishing at sea, floating on rafts, or on minuscule patches of deserted land. They are collected by two pirates and the recalcitrant sorceress Karsa — who supplies translation and communication devices. She explains the newcomers were summoned into the land of Akhuras by warring undead factions. Karsa’s master, the elusive Merchant, ferries newcomers east to beacons hoped to return them home. He has secured them passage on the pirate vessel Queen Zanyra of ’Wet Rope’ Caladan Kreil, an associate of Quicksilver Sam.

The Pariah and Zanyra meet at sea, a day’s travel away from Ke-Waihu:

■ Characters overhear that Quicksilver Sam seeks to reach the haunted Crossing Seas and ‘settle an old score.’ Long-term ally Caladan Kreil supports his cause.

■ The two vessels make daily supply and crew exchanges by rowboat. The Pariah’s passengers must give the passcode: flaunted like gold to board the Queen Zanyra. Staff of the Queen Zanyra must speak the words before the blind man to access the Pariah. Forget your passcode and fall at the mercy of whoever patrols the decks!

■ Tasks await all passengers: diligently clean and polish decks, climb tall masts to sew torn sails, banish a preposterous number of seagulls, fish, read post or… dubious novels to sailors, count loot, guard the decks, clean cannons or serve as boat lure for shark fishing. Medics and cooks can practise their natural trades, while musicians and entertainers should amuse the crew.

■ By all means, grab thematic garments from crew coffers. Also available: daggers, swords and rare pistols.

■ Characters may notice both ship crews are spirited, but grow weary when Quicksilver Sam fitfully orders his five on-call priests to carry out protection rites, or to ‘exorcise’ evil from random staff — through ineffective bitter potions, shrill chants and requests to sit in unusual luck-incurring poses, or to commit some mundane, repetitive task. Let’s bore the devil away.

■ Treat senior crew with respect: some pirates are equally drunk on rum and fleetingly authority and reward perceived slights with a 24h-stay in the brig. These fine accommodations fit two and annul powers while there. No dinner.


■ Sleep where you can: hammocks and rotting mattresses can be found in great common halls beneath decks. The sick and women (naturally, ill omens at sea) can share the four private cabins of each ship. Sumeragi Subaru has his own cabin aboard the Pariah.

■ Each night, expect drinking beneath the halls and a pirate’s greatest hobby: gambling. Conmen might lure you into an ‘innocent game’ that sinks you deep into debt, winning your valuables, favours, or kidney!

■ Ladies are afforded a wide, begrudging berth and some authority over the crew.

Accommodations: fresh potions are readily available to ward off sea sickness, and magically resilient oranges are on hand to counter scurvy. As woe would have it, the long-serving Mr. Ishmael has passed, and his earthly remains have been retained aboard the Pariah for Kaneki Ken. Viktor receives a leashed emotional support albatross — a large, loud but docile bird that flies above him counter-current to balance him, whenever the ship’s sway threatens his footing.


OBJECTIVES

■ Discover why good Quicksilver Sam is intent on his haunted travels. The captain declines audiences, but try to get information from the two crews.

■ Please share the information gained via network…!





THAT SON OF A BISCUIT EATER

Trouble starts to brew, within days at sea:

■ Be on the lookout while on watch duty: on a handful of occasions, new faces appear aboard. They fail to offer the passcode — and attempt to injure characters, throw them overboard, or to enter the captains’ lodgings. Sound the alarm or seize intruders!

■ After interrogating an infiltrator, Caladan Kreil sends word that the assailants hail from the Concord, a war vessel of the Dawns’ Reach Trade Company that is pursuing the pirate ships at distance under the command of Maximilian Hawk. A credit to his name, Wet Rope Caladan has the spy hanged.

■ Prepare to get drafted for double watch duty, as both Caladan Kreil and Quicksilver Sam bolster defences. Tensions escalate, with pirate crew questioning the loyalties of newer recruits.

■ A few days later, at dawns, the silent, swift and massive Concord approaches close enough to fire its cannons at both ships and send vicious militia to climb aboard. Defend your ship!

■ The Concord withdraws by midday, after lightly damaging its opponents. Help with repairs and enjoy some rum — you’ve survived your first sea scuffle!




MOLLYWICK

Just short of entering the Crossing, where the seas are dark and highly opaque, the Queen Zanyra and Pariah encounter a stretch of vibrant, lushly forested land.

■ Both vessels send crew over for a few hours, with captains urging quick incursions. Pair up to collect berries, scant mushrooms and sweet water. Curiously, no animals are found.

■ Veteran sailors say this is the Neverflight isle of myth, where sea kings have buried their treasures. Pirates share legendary coordinates of long lost loot, archived as riddles or poems. Grab a shovel and a-digging you go!

■ …ah, but don’t linger too long. What pranksters your sailor friends are. Within hours of the island’s appearance, the earth beneath your feet crumbles and quakes, and the land starts to sink. Evacuate or call for help to get out of here — as the great white whale Mollywick submerges in the waters with the Neverflight island it carries on its back. Hopefully, you don’t go under with them.

■ If you’ve threaded out a treasure dig, drop a line to receive some especially deplorable loot. You deserve it.




THE CROSSING

The Pariah and Queen Zanyrafrequently chained together to avoid separation — creep into the Crossing : a stretch of eerily silent waters, dark and volatile.

■ Slowly, a thick, nearly impregnable fog dawns during the day, covering the sun and leaving the skies a desolate slate. Dreadful storms spark at night.

■ Strange, talking carps jump on board, offering to tell you your future. Caution: they only make bad luck readings (request yours) that turn true. They appear wherever their target flees and are exceptionally annoying, until either the moon rises, or you apply the superstitious cure of throwing salt on them.

■ Nightmares haunt you — your own, or glimpsed memories of ships crashing, sinking, falling to storm. Note: only your character suffers these memories/nightmares, but everyone else can experience their exhausted grumpiness, come morning.

■ Be wary, when pairing to cross over to the other pirate ship: you may find another rowboat beside yours, its sailor begging for an oar or ladle. If you give him one, he shovels water into your boat with inhuman speed — desert your vessel and swim quickly to a pirate ship, before undead hands pull you into the sea.

■ While alone on deck, characters might hear sweet, coaxing voices that urge them to walk the plank into the water. Break your brethren from this spell, or watch them fall into the arms of man-eating mermaids.

■ Now and then, the ships are shaken by long, whips of something lashing from the depths.

■ Pirates become increasingly skittish and on edge. Priests perform countless protection rites and exorcisms on both ships.

■ At night, a handful of undead men climb aboard. They lack awareness and are in a clear state of discomposure, looking to catch the living and drown them. With toothless, rotting mouths, some rasp, This is kinder.

■ As you officially enter the Crossing, beams of light erupt in the horizon, showing the distant silhouettes of several ghost ships.




NOTES

TEST DRIVE QUESTIONS

OLD-TIMER QUESTIONS

winscenario: (forty five.)

[personal profile] winscenario 2022-06-06 02:54 pm (UTC)(link)
I see.

[ He can almost physically feel Bones pulling away from him, and it hurts so suddenly, but he can't bring himself to stop it. He got a single moment of thinking he had someone here he was close to, but maybe they've just encountered the one gap between them that might make all this so very difficult for them to navigate.

Well, for him, at least. He can't imagine Bones being a fan of it either. ]


It's 2263, for me. I'm— Captain. Of the Enterprise.
beitangmoran: (serious3)

[personal profile] beitangmoran 2022-06-06 02:57 pm (UTC)(link)
Give me a moment to come to you. This is not a very simple process, and my guts are not very happy about the waves.
winscenario: (seventy one.)

[personal profile] winscenario 2022-06-06 02:59 pm (UTC)(link)
There was this... phenomenon, almost six years ago. A time traveling incident set a sequence of events into motion that came to create my reality, a divergence from a main timeline that had already been established. I existed on that reality too, but things were different.

A lot... of things were different, and are different.

[ He takes a deep, slow breath. He knows that there are things he can't say, or rather he would prefer not to say as to not cause her unnecessary pain and grief. So he decides for not the whole truth, but the truth nonetheless. ]

Christopher Pike was Captain of the Enterprise for only a short while, and Spock as his First Officer. Soon after, he was promoted to Admiral, and the command of the ship was passed onto me.

[ Whether or not that was the right decision, he can't say. But he believes he's done more good than harm, that he's become a good Captain, even if he didn't get the chance to rise through the ranks, evolve and learn in the same way that his counterpart did. ]

So— I'm Captain of the Enterprise. I've never met my universe's version of you, so I can only assume you were assigned to a different ship for whatever reason.

[ Beats thinking that she died during Nero's attack, that would be an awful possibility to share, so he keeps it to himself. ]
scrapgege: (happy)

[personal profile] scrapgege 2022-06-06 03:00 pm (UTC)(link)
[There there, he will consolingly pat your head and your shoulder, Shi Qingxuan.]

Lord Wind Master, have you tried maybe whispering? Just for a few minutes? Maybe to see if you can do it? Which I have no doubt you can, how could you not achieve anything you set your mind to?
sansdoute: (eames)

[personal profile] sansdoute 2022-06-06 03:09 pm (UTC)(link)
Ain't be no flowers on this ship, lad. They's got no place to bloom.

( Perhaps he means this metaphorically. Or, more likely, this is the very literal and pained pronouncement of Mr. Eames, who has never encountered a lick of sarcasm he won't gently ruin through — please observe — wide-eyed, staggered misapprehension.

Least the lad's got enough of his wits left to give thought to what matters: where they be going. And so, with a candid wave of his hand, as Mr. Eames signals the spread of the ship and the waiting horizon: )


Where the good cap'n heads us. ( More sheepishly thereafter: ) ...and where Quicksilver Sam takes'im. We's playing escort now. Keeping the sea's pace, just here so the Pariah don't be venturing alone. 'course... you ask me, and ye be asking, yeah? Ain't me running me mouth, you're asking. Don't think... we should be wasting our time with all these hearties, if Quicksilver's a little... soft in the... ( His hand shifts to his temple, as if to point the finer, absent workings of his mind's insides. )

But ain't me who decides, and the Rope wants it done. Cause them, they go back. Would pirates do that, eh? Be so gentlemanly? You tell me.
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[personal profile] eighttaels 2022-06-06 03:16 pm (UTC)(link)
( Oh, but he likes that, likes the cuddling thereafter — ...that Crimson Rain Sought Flower isn't here, is he? There's a limit to godly bravado, but none to ghostly reach — and if his breathing catches and snags in what might well be a hiccupped, straggling breath, well.

...it's been an exceptionally long abduction, everyone's been intolerably difficult towards him, and these floors are wretchedly cold, besides. )


Of COURSE I can, aren't I doing JUST THAT right now? Hahahhaha, if MY BROTHER heard you doubting me, he'd sink this very ship, YOUR HIGHNESS, you should be more considerate of little old me...

( Gracious be, but how dark and mean-spirited this quarter is, how damp and scaldingly drenched in filth. He can't bear it, simply can't. The whitest rice, the finest wine. When a man starts accepting less, he's fitting himself for ruin. )

Say, your HIGHNESS, where are all your FOLLOWERS? Typically, you CAN'T CAST A SINGLE STONE without hitting a man who's TRAILING AFTER YOU with one matter or the other.
soulsrob: (Here's what she said to me:)

Sainted

[personal profile] soulsrob 2022-06-06 03:18 pm (UTC)(link)
[Winnie would like to think she has a healthy concern regarding magic. She's from the 1800s, after all, the Occult is all the rage! And there's so much one can do with it, you know, for good or for bad. It's definitely not because some of the people here can use real magic which gives them a very good chance of seeing her very real lack of soul.

The shimmering barrier makes her eye it, her expression curious. At his reassurance she glances over-- that's what I'm afraid of, she thinks, or that she would be if she understand what 'fear' felt like.

Instead she smiles and laughs brightly, tossing her hair over her shoulder and resting her hands on her hips
] It's quite impressive!

[She doesn't seem keen to pass through though, tilting her head this way and that as she watches the shimmer and shine of it] What is it meant to detect and keep out?
Edited 2022-06-06 15:18 (UTC)
soulsrob: (Day after day?)

[personal profile] soulsrob 2022-06-06 03:24 pm (UTC)(link)
[His inane mutterings don't get a reaction from Winnie. She simply waits with that same, slightly fixed, smile on her face as she waits for the, er, fit to pass. This is fine and normal.] I'll have to! He's doing quite the fine job.

[She pats his hand before releasing him fully, resting her hands at her waist. She adopts a concerned look and voice]

Ghosts, sir? Should we be on the lookout for any in particular?
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[personal profile] unas 2022-06-06 03:25 pm (UTC)(link)
( she's quiet for a time after he stops, processing the information, really making sure that she's understood it.

yeah, that really would change things. she'd served with chris for ten years, nine of them as his first officer. to not have ever met him? but it didn't seem as if it was just her and chris that were different, not if spock was first officer, not if chris hadn't been on the enterprise for long.

there were many questions she had, many concerns too but one jumps to mind )


What was the year?
soulsrob: (What will I be?)

[personal profile] soulsrob 2022-06-06 03:36 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh, undoubtedly! But don't worry, I'm sure I could get us out of it, if you'd like. [She winks playfully and grins, clearly (seemingly?) overjoyed at the idea of playing them all for fools again.]

I should teach you how to cry on cue. Your complexion might not make it work, but people tend to be sympathetic to children. Though you are a boy, that might have a damper on things...

[She looks to him, thoughtful, and then the corner of her mouth twitches in a smile] I don't suppose you know how to crossdress?
scrapgege: (001-02)

[personal profile] scrapgege 2022-06-06 03:43 pm (UTC)(link)
Well, not exactly, hahaha....

[And given what he is hearing, he has to guess at the timeline here and just... not tell Shi Qingxuan what happened to his brother.]

I think we could use the Lord Water Master's grace right about now. Maybe I'll use an incense stick for a small prayer, just in case.

And to be honest, you're the first friend I have seen in all of my time here, Lord Wind Master. It's been just me all this time.
Edited 2022-06-06 15:46 (UTC)
homeostatic: dnt (Cadet - 018)

[personal profile] homeostatic 2022-06-06 03:59 pm (UTC)(link)
( Bones travels right through about a dozen emotions then and there, ranging from shock and confusion to disbelief, to anger, even the faint lick of despair, and right around to pride, oddly enough. Three years of Jim busting his hump on a dare, of all things, and then saving their asses? )

...Well, Christ, what do I even say to that, ( he admits with a sigh. Time difference between them aside-- it's weird, it's fucking WEIRD but Bones is shockingly capable of picking his battles --Jim is still his best friend, still the man he hauled onto the Enterprise half a day ago because he couldn't stomach the guilt of leaving him behind, like so many others had before. )

Congratulations, Jim. You deserve it.
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[personal profile] unas 2022-06-06 04:09 pm (UTC)(link)
( she gets back up from the bench when she sees him return, gesturing to the lock as she steps closer )

I think I've spotted a part where the lock is weaker, there seems to be some damage to this side.

( a little gesture to it. look, she might not have been dismantling the cage but she's giving him a useful place to hit that will hopefully get them out quicker.

before then nodding, taking a step back so he can hit away )
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[personal profile] unas 2022-06-06 04:15 pm (UTC)(link)
Thank you. I appreciate it.
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C. cw for 'dubious' books

[personal profile] unas 2022-06-06 04:20 pm (UTC)(link)
I think you were getting to the good part.

( they're below deck at least, so whether or not the pirates want her there they can't do too much more now to remove her when she's sticking to the area they requested.

she also hadn't heard much of the story, hearing the chatter and poking her head in at the end and judging based on the reactions as to what had happened )


I'd be careful.
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[personal profile] unas 2022-06-06 04:28 pm (UTC)(link)
Those are the reasons I had.

( when she decided to join starfleet, the excitement of exploration, the hope over what she'd see, the wish to travel the stars.

and she'd hope that others who explored have such hopes )


I hadn't thought about this place as an adventure. ( not a scheduled one, anyway ) But it could be. It is new.
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[personal profile] unas 2022-06-06 04:38 pm (UTC)(link)
Wait a few hours and then see if they're starving you.

( if they fed their prisoners, which they really should, it was probably at specific times... or just enough to make sure they didn't die. but she didn't expect it would be immediately on arrival )

What did you do?
homeostatic: dnt (ST - 17)

[personal profile] homeostatic 2022-06-06 04:53 pm (UTC)(link)
( It's a common misconception that Bones is rude to everybody.

He's rude to idiots, and fresh-faced blue-eyed Starfleet cadets who get into a monstrous amount of trouble on the reg, but he's certainly not rude to the average person, or to his patients. So while he's had the odd, sharp remark for anyone doing what they ought not, he's more than happy to wait with gentle patience for Mr. Eames to get through his rambling description of his symptoms (deciphered through that thick accent, Lordy). )


...a "wee caulk", Mr. Eames?

( He eyes that swig of rum, and considers he may have had his question answered. )
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[personal profile] chosenbylight 2022-06-06 05:06 pm (UTC)(link)
[Anduin offers the other man his best understanding smile.]

Ah, yes. Well. Stormwind, where I grew up, was a port city. We do have faster means of getting about Azeroth, but it is still quite common to sail across the ocean. Especially with the recent upset in Kul Tiras just before I was dragged here...

[Ah, don't say too much Anduin, not unless you would like to announce your title and position to everyone in the party here. He shakes his head, a rueful smile curling across his lips.]

Suffice it to say that I am -- comfortable, on the water.

[He hesitates slightly, before:] Would you... Care for any assistance? I cannot prevent you from becoming seasick, but. I am a healer. My spell will not last forever, but. It will help...?
winscenario: (seventy one.)

[personal profile] winscenario 2022-06-06 05:18 pm (UTC)(link)
[ He knows it's a lot to process, and he can only imagine how she must be feeling about some universe where she's never met the crew she's a part of, or the Captain she's been serving with for years. Jim can't do much to make that better, though. Unless she did meet him before Jim did, but he finds that highly unlikely, given her post on the Enterprise. ]

For me? 2263. But I became captain in 2258, very shortly after the Enterprise was launched.

[ He's not sure, but he believes that was different in her world too, that his ship was older there, and also lasted longer. ]
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[personal profile] homeostatic 2022-06-06 05:21 pm (UTC)(link)
( He's happy to see the woman, if only because it seems to unsettle the group of pirates enough that they scatter, like a bunch of mischievous children hoping to evade an older sister's wrath. Or, and this rankles, like they're trying to escape the bad luck her presence surely brings.

Superstitious bastards.

For his part, McCoy lifts a brow at her, and her gold tunic, though he can't see the fleet delta and rank stripes for the shadows thrown across her chest. His reply is a bit cavalier: )


I've read better.
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[personal profile] winscenario 2022-06-06 05:22 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Jim manages a small smile at least, even if a little awkward. It's still Bones after all, even if a little younger, maybe a little grumpier, still needing to soften up around the edges. Or maybe that's just Jim's own perspective coloring things. Maybe Bones has just become softer with him, but either way.

Looking now, at both his clothes and his hair, he can't believe he didn't notice before that it wasn't the same face he was so used to looking at. (God, that hair. His smile widens into something brighter, and he ducks his head a little bit. ]


Thanks. Actually— I was made Captain shortly after the Nero incident.

[ Since Bones mentioned Chris still recovering, Jim knows he's from right after that, but just before they got their ship. ]

And you're my Chief Medical Officer. So, early congratulations to you too.
soulsrob: (I tell them tenderly)

[personal profile] soulsrob 2022-06-06 05:29 pm (UTC)(link)
[She raises her eyebrow a little in interest--was this woman an adventurer of some kind then? How exciting!

She turns towards her fully, grinning
]

Isn't it just? There's so many new places to see and people to talk to! People from all sorts of different times and worlds, all come together here. I've learned more than I ever could've been allowed to back home.

Look, I'm wearing trousers! [She sticks one leg out as if to draw emphasis to the extraordinary phenomenon that is pants. She's so excited about it]
firstkissofsteel: (We free pour in this house.)

[personal profile] firstkissofsteel 2022-06-06 05:31 pm (UTC)(link)
[A-Qing looks offended, huffing]

I'm no thief! I won it fair and square off of him! How is he being unable to keep his things my fault?
firstkissofsteel: (I just remembered something)

[personal profile] firstkissofsteel 2022-06-06 05:32 pm (UTC)(link)
Ah--

[There's a voice she didn't think she'd be hearing here. She turns and looks around, trying to pinpoint until she can see the man stumbling across the deck towards her.]

Daozhang!

[Relieved beyond measure to see him, she hastily scrambles forth to grab him by the arm, clinging to him] I'm here!

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