#Oceans beyond Oceans

[enddaysengine]

Scion: Oceans Beyond Oceans

And now for something completely different: the story so far of my Scion solo game! You can blame Subnautica for this one, but the story is going in a decidedly different direction.

Prologue: 

The game begins with Olivia Rexus partying on her yacht at a “charity” event for the super rich, drunkenly spilling an entire tray of shot on a Scion of Dionysus, then puking all over said Scion’s feet All and all, a wonderful beginning

Episode 1: 

Last time Olivia barfed on a Scion of Dionysus, making a friend in the process because it was a Scion of Dionysus. I opted to make this a prologue (cause its a solo game and I can do that for narrative effect) and make the maenad-Scion, named Irida Ellis, into Olivia's Guide Birthright (I had another one planned previously, but they weren't showing up until later anyhow). 

This time we have a bit of a timeskip to another party of Olivia's yacht. Liv picks up on the biggest potential threat being Greg Hutt, a rather grump doctor who is gunning to become a Senator. Not a physical threat for sure, but Olivia made an ass of herself at the last party she hosted and alienating him further could make her life more difficult. She IDs someone close to Dr Hutt who may be able to sway him to having a more positive attitude to Olivia - Jackie James, Hutt's close confident and lawyer. She is much more blasé about Olivia's wealthy socialite and appreciated how Olivia (barely) managed to turn what could have been conflict with the Scion into a friendship.

Olivia wanted to send Don Harper, her personal Bard, to scope out the rest of the crowd, but he instead relays info from the Azores coast guard - there's storm coming down on them quickly. Olivia still takes a crack at influencing Jackie - she tries to do it without the lawyer picking up on what she's doing, but isn't subtle enough. Still, Jackie says she'll put in a good word, but that Olivia owes her one. 

As the storm finally bears down on the retreating boat, a flock of swans fly overhead and land on the roof, to a great deal of confusion of the passengers. Things don't go will for Olivia, as soon as the birds land, lightning strikes the boat, igniting a fire on deck. Olivia tries to put it out, fails and gets knocked overboard. Don helps her back up with a life preserve, but now she's badly injured. Lightning strikes again and knocks Liv down.

While she's getting up, she spots an incoming wave and yells for everyone to brace, somehow managing to get every through uninjured. She straight up botches her next attempt at putting out the fire, but then the Storm botches its attempt to flood the boat and puts the fire out (the storm is not sentient, but I'm running it as an antagonist). The fire caused enough damage to cause a power outage, leaving the boat rudderless. Despite only having basic tech training, Olivia is able to immediately get power back (thanks to spending the entire Momentum Pool). 

Because the crises aren't over, while she's doing that, a civilian gets knocked overboard. In an incredible show, Olivia flings a life preserve over to man overboard and hauls him back on deck almost immediately. Dice wise, she rolled three tens on dice pool of eight, turned one of those into another ten, and turned that ten into another success for a total of five! So basically after getting her ass totally kicked by this weather and nearly dying, she pulls off some major Origin-level heroics. 

Sadly, that's where her luck ends, as she and Don both get pitched overboard, finally taking Olivia out, although the rest of the ship is saved... 

(Although the intent was always to have her stranded on a deserted island, so she put up a really good fight against it)

More to come when I play more...

[assassin1513]

🩵Ocean Water Space🩵

[shopkeeps]

things a random ass 11 year old has to do in stone ocean:

• drive a car

• fly a helicopter

• precisely shoot bullets

• watch all of his friends die and kill a priest to create a new timeline where his friends never died and live happier lives but don’t remember him or anything that happened in the previous universe

[penceratepoetry]

Brennan: "The Citadel's arm will break, but break where"

Me thinking back on EXU: Calamity: "Hey Brennan why do you have so many fucked up questions about arms?"

[fisheito]

i told myself that yakuei only had one position then i proved myself (sorta) wrong

my fave face here:

[show-stoppin-enby]

Ok so everyone is REELING after the last episode of tmagp!! I’ve seen lots of discussion about the name drops at the end and the “HELP ALONE TOGETHER OUT OUT OUT”, but I haven’t see anyone talking about Hans Berger’s dream yet

Two forces, alone and separated, with no way of knowing about each other. The complete incompatibility of them, despite being right there; maybe in another universe…?

It feels significant regarding jmj, but I can’t quite put my finger on it. Can anyone else articulate it?

[sapphic-luthor]

clutching at my phone sobbing trying to read all of the lyrics through the blur of my tears at hozier’s new album how is everyone else’s friday going

[digitalfishwish]

this all started because I saw this meme by @hikarihenkoyo (which I know is based off of this one by @punkitt-is-here) and just thought Poseidon's "WHAT!!!!" at the end of Ruthlessness would go well here

[cyellolemon]

Close

Klaus and Myel :)

[turnthepagevn]

Ivy League get-togethers are fuckin wild.

@artwithoutblood

@lockefell-library

@gryphons-n-kelpies

[assassin1513]

🪽🤍🩵Seven Seas🩵🤍🪽

[ceaselessims]

currently thinking about arthur lester and You Want it Darker by Leonard Cohen came on my Spotify shuffle 🥲

[milk-chocolateer]

Ep 12 of Worlds Beyond Number is amazing in so many ways but a part that I haven’t seen appreciated much is that Naram is just… a good guy?? All the other great spirits we’ve met are A Lot and Naram is like yeah sure I’m 50 ft tall and made of ocean but I’m not gonna destroy this city, I’m not gonna eat your son, and I hope you like the salmon

[grimalkinmessor]

Put Light, Mello, and Beyond in a room together and they will IMMEDIATELY start fucking fist fighting but if you leave them in there TOO long all of a sudden you've got an unstoppable trio of mentally ill homicidal twinks ready to be cunty and start a cult

[arminsumi]

˗ˏˋ꒰ 🐚 ꒱ BEYOND THE SEA

Armin x fem!reader

Chapter index / Chapter Ⅰ: Secret

Overview; a story of your forbidden love affair with Lt. Armin during the war.

Content; 1940s au, fluff, romance, drama

Warnings; angst, tragedy

A warm sunset light cast over Armin and Eren as they crossed over the bridge that lead to their barracks.

They kept a slow pace and absorbed the warmth of the dozing sun.

"So, are you going to tell me about that nurse who you've been swooning over?" Eren asked nonchalantly.

Armin responded defensively, "I'm not swooning!"

"Yes, you are." He replied with a smirk.

There was a pause of silence between them. Armin let out a suppressed sigh.

"I don't know her name," Armin began.

"You don't even know her name?" Eren interrupted.

"No, but," Armin continued regardless, "I remember hearing her sing down the corridors in the early morning. If I would hear her voice again, then..." He trailed off, almost murmuring dreamily at the end, because of the memory of you appearing in his mind.

Eren waited for Armin to finish his thought, but he never did.

"You can't find someone with just the memory of their voice. What did she look like?" Eren asked.

Armin was visibly struggling to recall the image of you in his mind.

"I can't remember too well." He finally responded, "But I recall her father; he had a sullen face that I won't forget. When he entered the ward once, he gave me this prejudiced look."

"A 'prejudiced look'? Oh, you've got to be kidding me, Armin. You're swooning over the Head Chief's daughter? Do you realize what kind of trouble that could get you into?"

Armin gave a sheepish smile, "I know very well the kind of trouble that it can cause, Eren. I already got in trouble once with him, when he walked into the ward while I was laughing with his daughter."

"What happened?" Eren asked half-sympathetically, half-curiously.

They descended the steps at the end of the bridge, and took a moment to look out onto the glistening sea.

"He called for her to meet him in private. They must have had a brutal argument, because afterwards I saw her wailing on her friend's shoulder, and the next day she didn't show up to administer medicine to the patients. I learned through her friend that she was moved to the East wing, and was forbidden from even walking near the West wing."

Armin distantly observed the rolling waves, feeling his spirit sink as low as the depths of the ocean.

But like a soldier, he quickly masked his feelings, and straightened his posture before his heavy mood affected Eren.

"Let's get back." He said.

Eren didn't say anything, but he mustered a sympathetic look for his friend. He could tell how great of an impression you had on him by how fondly he talked about you.

A deep navy washed over the sky, and dots of stars came out to gleam and twinkle.

The lamp posts lining the cobblestone road lit up. Armin and Eren headed down this road to the barracks, and just before they entered their bunk room, Armin turned to Eren and asked with great seriousness;

"Eren, can you promise me something?"

"What?"

"Promise me that you will keep this between us... if the Captain finds out, he's going to tell the Commander."

Eren scoffed, "I'm sure that would strip you of your 'lieutenant' title very quickly."

"Eren." Armin looked at him pleadingly, "I'm not the only one who would get in trouble; so would she, and I don't want that."

"Yes, yes, alright. I will keep it secret."

"Thank you." Armin thanked him with relief in his voice.

"What's a secret?" Connie smirked when Armin walked into the bunk room.

He had overheard enough of their exchange to become curious.

Armin immediately tried to brush off Connie's curiosity by acting a fool, "Huh?"

"I heard you guys! Come on, what's a secret? You can tell me. I'm the best secret keeper." Connie said.

Eren quipped, "Connie, you can't keep your mouth shut to save your life."

"Hey!" Connie frowned.

Jean snickered behind his sketchbook, so Connie spun around and looked at him.

"Don't you laugh! I'll snatch that thing outta your hand and show 'em what you're drawing — or rather, who you're drawing!"

Armin laughed under his breath while climbing into his cot on the top bunk, "What a promising secret-keeper."

"Mind your own business, buddy!" Jean snapped at Connie.

They playfully bickered, and to deter Connie's curiosity, Armin fueled their jokes. Anyone passing by their window would see the glow of light and hear the ringing laughter coming from within.

But by the midnight hour, the lights were out, and everything fell silent.

Armin tossed around in his cot, his mind buzzing.

"If you keep tossing around like that, your bunk is gonna come crashing down on me." Eren's voice sounded from the bottom bunk.

"You're still awake?" Armin whispered.

Eren spoke in a low voice filled with sarcasm, "Of course, I'm brooding on your tragic love story with that nurse." he said.

Armin excitedly sprung to life at the mention of you, "Oh Eren! I wish you could have met her," he rolled over excitedly in his cot to peer down at Eren, "She had something absolutely wonderful about her. I felt as fulfilled and peaceful in her company as I did when I first saw the sea."

Eren pondered Armin's words in silence.

Eventually, he replied teasingly, "Maybe if this whole lieutenant thing doesn't work out, you can become a poet."

"Hey now, you be careful with what you say. Remember, I'm on the top bunk; I could crush you." Armin warned.

"How intimidating. You should use that line on the battlefield next time, it'll scare them shitless."

The two of them giggled quietly.

"You're not the God of Destruction anymore, you're the Cot of Destruction."

Armin repeated the pun to himself to savor the humor. Connie stirred awake and grumbled for them to shut up.

"Hey, Connie, don't talk to me like that; I'm the Cot of Destruction, you know! I could crush you!"

"What on earth are you on about?" He mumbled sleepily and dozed off without catching the joke.

Eren and Armin's banter tapered off, the atmosphere became still again.

"Eren, do you think I'll meet her again?" Armin asked seriously.

There was a lengthy silence.

"It's more than likely." Eren speculated.

Armin fed on Eren's response as if it were the only thing giving him hope.

Once Eren fell asleep, Armin laid awake in his cot like a lonesome insomniac, daydreaming of you to whittle the hours down until the new day dawned.

The anticipation of his awaiting duties had his gut clenching with anxiety. He was no longer just a somebody on the Captain's squad, but a newly promoted lieutenant; expected to be the replacement of the Commander, should the war take him.

[rosierabbitart]

You know what would be real fucked up?

If beyond the outskirts and beyond even the ruins, there’s normal civilization. Not even those cast out from the City, but people who were there before the City existed and continued to exist, free of its grip. 

The City tells you there’s nothing out there for people, to get citizens to slave away in this ultra capital dystopian hell, believing “Well, at least this is better than death in the Outskirts”. 

A prisoner to propaganda, too broken to even imagine escape to a potentially better life, and would probably shatter if ever they found out freedom is beyond their borders.