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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

soulsrob: (fairy tales coming true)

[personal profile] soulsrob 2022-06-08 02:15 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh, I see! [She says it cheerily, but in a way that suggests she might not actually see at all.] I haven't actually seen any spirits around, but perhaps they're just ones I can't see. This world works so differently I tend to assume anything that's different is just supposed to be that way.

[A rather simplistic way of looking at it, maybe, but cultivating that kind of persona works for her.

She reaches out to poke the barrier, pressing her hand through and watching it with an expression that at first seems to just be wide-eyed curiosity. But there's a sharpness there, carefully trying to figure out if the barrier will react or reject her.

It doesn't seem to, but she pulls her arm back to her side with a little laugh
] Do you know all sorts of magic? I've always wanted to learn magic.
beitangmoran: (...seriously.)

[personal profile] beitangmoran 2022-06-08 02:24 pm (UTC)(link)
[He'll pass a rolled piece of paper through the bars.]

This is a copy, so you can keep it if you wish too. And before you ask, none of these constellations are familiar to me.
soulsrob: (que sera sera.)

[personal profile] soulsrob 2022-06-08 02:25 pm (UTC)(link)
[She looks delighted to have a new face talking to her, eagerly turning to her]

Oh, here's one! Three women were transformed into flowers which grew in a field, but one of them was allowed to turn human at night. One day, when dawn was drawing near, she said to her lover: "If you will come this afternoon and gather me, I shall be set free and stay with you forever." And he did! Now the question is, how did her lover know which one was her?

It's more of a logic puzzle than strictly a fairy tale, but you're supposed to guess why he knew her from the others. All the flowers were completely identical.

[She gives Emilia a cheeky little grin]
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[personal profile] beitangmoran 2022-06-08 03:07 pm (UTC)(link)
See the future.

[As usual, he says it very casually.]

I guess you could call it a curse of some kind. Yours sounds a lot more annoying, though.
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C

[personal profile] beitangmoran 2022-06-08 03:15 pm (UTC)(link)
Realistic doesn't sell when it comes to this kind of things.

[yes, he was lounging nearby thumbing through a volume of his own... He's read all of Xunxian's works, but occasionally he likes to go back to it, and the deciphering of the books stolen from the library is slow going.]
scrapgege: (happy)

[personal profile] scrapgege 2022-06-08 03:22 pm (UTC)(link)
[Xie Lian must admit he's kind of missed having the kind of drama The Lord Wind Master can bring into anything he decides to poke his nose into.]

I'm sure it is, I'm sure it is, and we both know you are very devoted to your brother.

[Let him ignore that pinch, it's true he is sturdy.]

Will you be alright without food, though? I'm not sure they're planning on feeding us much.
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[personal profile] scrapgege 2022-06-08 03:24 pm (UTC)(link)
He's not.

[You can breathe freely and pretend there isn't someone watching you at all time for a little while, Ming Yi.]

In fact, I've been the only one here for more than a year now.
scrapgege: (022-01)

[personal profile] scrapgege 2022-06-08 03:25 pm (UTC)(link)
There really is no need to get this mad, I told them I shouldn't do this but they insisted....

[But then he's being yelled at to leave the kitchen and he will oblige - and take the pot that is so offending with him as he does because one should not waste food.]

I'll eat it myself.
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[personal profile] scrapgege 2022-06-08 03:27 pm (UTC)(link)
It has walls and a roof and it's not leaking terribly much.

[So yeah, better than a lot of places Xie Lian has had to use before.]

You're new, aren't you? I don't remember seeing you around before.
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[personal profile] ensanguines 2022-06-08 03:29 pm (UTC)(link)
[ The crash of the barricade giving way jolts through Toshi's psyche, the door groaning open on rusted hinges drawing tense muscles tauter still. Even the brief flash of light, the dim-lit halls of the belly of the ship, before Subaru slams it shut makes him turn his head with a grimace, thrusting one hand up to shield against the pain. His eyes glint bright red in the far corner of the cramped hold. His black hair bleeds white as Subaru's own aura fills the space between them.

It is so warm and rich that it makes his mouth dry, his very joints aching with want for the source of that overwhelming reprieve. There is an ocean before him of something healing, a shield, a sanctity, a salvation. It is divine and it is empty, hollowed out, a temple enshrining only memories.

Shuddering, he sways, nails clawing shallow grooves into the floor planks. He tries to speak, to order the interloper to leave, but the air leaves his lungs as nothing more than hoarse gasp.

The air itself is sickly sweet, Toshi drowning in honey and rot. He fumbles for his sword on instinct alone, but his hand closes on empty air. He doesn't have them. Why doesn't he have them. There is a distant, vanishing memory of pressing them into awaiting hands, the fading knowledge that they are too dangerous to keep on his person.

That understanding, that knowing disappears in an instant, like the whip of a broken cord. A rasping roar tears from his throat as he lurches forward, pushing off the wall with every ounce of strength in him. The board cracks under the force, and he is upon Subaru in a single breath. There is no thought, no lingering sanity. It has been too long, and Toshi's very sense of self vanishes into his overwhelming thirst. ]
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[personal profile] unas 2022-06-08 03:42 pm (UTC)(link)
If this is Earth it's not a time that's familiar to either of us. Likely it's another planet entirely.

( which she says as if that's everyday for her. it is )
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[personal profile] unas 2022-06-08 03:45 pm (UTC)(link)
( she unrolls it, studying it )

The names are unfamiliar, though there are many planets with constellations I'm unfamiliar with.

( and each planet would name them differently. if only she had the enterprise to run them through )

Though it's a helpful guide.
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[personal profile] unas 2022-06-08 03:47 pm (UTC)(link)
I think he's fine there.

( she wasn't afraid of the bird, she just was fine looking at it from a distance. and really, what would she be expected to do with it?

were these birds even typically pets? or was it something he'd done from this world? captured it and somehow kept it )


How did you get it?
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[personal profile] unas 2022-06-08 03:58 pm (UTC)(link)
I also serve on the Enterprise, under Captain Pike.

( just to clear it up. pike is still captain, has been captain for many years, and she's never met a james kirk before today. his brother on the other hand-- )

I'm her First Officer.

( clearly it's a day for enterprises )
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[personal profile] reaction 2022-06-08 04:02 pm (UTC)(link)
Mm. Curiouser and curiouser. ( another planet entirely feels like an understatement though. it could be another universe even. but what does he know? he's just a dead for real vampire. )

I gotta ask. It's been driving me nuts all day. Did you uh kick the bucket where you're from? ( because he's pretty sure that's what happened to him. )
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[personal profile] unas 2022-06-08 04:04 pm (UTC)(link)
I'd like to hope that your Starfleet training also included that weapons fire should be the last action done.

( when nothing else would work, when there was clear and present danger. and stun as a priority.

she's very by the book )


Though we can't predict what situations we may find here.

( there's already been pirates )
winscenario: (thirty two.)

[personal profile] winscenario 2022-06-08 04:37 pm (UTC)(link)
I do remember my training very well, Lieutenant Commander, [ he replies, with a smile but a sure tone nonetheless. It's perhaps a kneejerk reaction too, old feelings of frustration at people not thinking he was good enough to be Captain, but none of it is her fault, really. ] It's a comfort, and it provides me with a sense of safety. And it's like you say, we don't what we might find. I worry it won't be long before we might need to defend ourselves that way.

[ Of course he will always search for another solution, a peaceful path, words solving problems rather than weapons or fists. But they both know they don't always get the luxury of civility and diplomacy in strange new worlds. ]
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[personal profile] unas 2022-06-08 04:37 pm (UTC)(link)
( no wonder this woman views it as an adventure when she's so far back. una hasn't made a full study of human history but she can make some assumptions at least based on the era )

I could tell you about somewhere I've seen in exchange for one of the places you've been here?

( fair story trade, right? even if una's storytelling wouldn't be that exciting )
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[personal profile] unas 2022-06-08 04:41 pm (UTC)(link)
( there's something in that tone that una doesn't understand, which is to be expected, even if her comment had been twofold: checking the nature of his universe but also what kind of captain he was, how he handled the rules )

If those on the ships are any indication there are a few things that would make them turn.

( did he know anything more on pirates than she did? or should they also use their assumption of pirates of other species for guidance? )
winscenario: (forty four.)

[personal profile] winscenario 2022-06-08 04:48 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Her comment gives him a moment's pause, worrying at his lower lip as he ponders for a moment. ]

I did get to talk to Mr. Eames, one of Queen Zanyra's second mates. I don't know if his opinions are shared by the crew at large, but he at least didn't seem very fond of the Rope dragging the crew along at Quicksilver's command. Playing escort, so he called it.

Question is whether or not we'll find something even more dangerous before the mood potentially sours between both crews.
Edited 2022-06-08 16:49 (UTC)
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[personal profile] unas 2022-06-08 04:55 pm (UTC)(link)
( a raised eyebrow is all he gets for his response )

I asked questions.

( asking questions whilst female, being insistent. such a heinous crime )

They don't like them.
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[personal profile] intermingled 2022-06-08 05:04 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Spock is not entirely sure what to make of the man--Captain by the look of his uniform--so he lets the letter leave his grip without any real care for it. That is until the Captain starts to read it and then Spock finds himself sitting there turning greener and greener by the moment and thankful that his beard is likely hiding the worst of it. ]

I believe you just promised to read those men more pornography tomorrow.

[ A raised eyebrow is really all he can muster about that. ]
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[personal profile] intermingled 2022-06-08 05:07 pm (UTC)(link)
Number One.

[ He hands off the dirty letter and steps through the scattering sailors towards. While he's not one for easy smiles, there is just the hint of one playing at his lips when he sees not only a familiar face, but one he trusts so well. Besides, she's seen him smile before.

Stopping an appropriate speaking distance away, he rests his hands behind his back and stands tall.
]

I was not aware you were also here.
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[personal profile] unas 2022-06-08 05:12 pm (UTC)(link)
( the relief that una feels at spock actually recognising her, at knowing who she is and calling her number one is ridiculous, she shouldn't feel so relieved. and yet she does.

it translates only into the smallest of smiles, a nod as she stops before him )


You're the third Starfleet officer that I've found here. ( though the two were a more complicated story ) I hope your treatment's been acceptable.
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[personal profile] intermingled 2022-06-08 05:23 pm (UTC)(link)
Acceptable has varying degrees, but I am unharmed and not currently being mistreated.

[ In other words, it's been a mix of factors, but he's in one piece and looking for the next part of this odd puzzle. ]

I hope yours has, as well. Do we know the other officers here?

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