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16-08-2003, 11:19
Article in the Devil’s Desert Enquirer

Sea Serpent Slaughters Sailors! by Staff Writer Iain Jones

Have you lost a loved one to the feared Insanity on the Devil’s Blood Ocean? Have your fish stocks been plummeting? Has, perhaps, your company or cartel lost a boat out in the big wide blue recently? I’ll tell you why: sea serpents! Read on to find out more.

The past few months have seen a lot of excitement in the Devil’s Desert region. An internal war over Aeigeron and Kinarli – currently undergoing diplomatic talks; the founding of a Regional Ambassadorial Council on the grounds of the ex-nation of Excrucior; an incursion by Melkor Unchained and military posturing by Menelmacar; the regional involvement in war against Raem and Roania; massive foreign involvement in the Austrin-Ontis elections; and the production of highly profitable titillating calendars.

It’s barely any wonder, then, that such things as small as missing fish stocks and an increase in cases of insanity amongst sailors returning from the Devil’s Blood Ocean have gone unnoticed by the majority. Luckily for the Devil’s Desert Enquirer and the known world, I’m not one of the majority.

About three years ago, the crew of the Kakalin whaler the ‘Aki Lara Makaschnaka’ set off to go trawling for blubber on the west coast of that country. They never returned. The weather was calm, there were no storms. They lost radio transmission half way through a broadcast and just disappeared.

Two years ago, the Atheran submarine the ABS Heffalump reported that it was getting unusual readings from deep within an ocean trench and that they were going to investigate. They were never heard of again.

Three months ago, the Murderous Tendencies warboat the ‘Striking Skies’ reported seeing an illegal whaling vessel crumple so badly after they launched a single torpedo into it that all was left was twisted scrap metal.

Two months ago the matter of depleted fish stocks throughout the region was brought before the Regional Ambassadorial Council, who elected to do nothing.

One month ago the cruise ship the ‘Lady’s Favour’ disappeared in a sudden fog when passing through the Excrucior straits. Naval fleets in front and behind reported no sign of her. No bodies were found washed ashore.

Last week, Espresso to Go Finance line manager Neil MacHavoy and two friends took sail for the southern coast from his private yacht in Fyrn. I was one of those friends.

The events that occurred that night still give me nightmares. I was watching the rudder, as the other two were asleep. It was a quiet night, with the wind aft and the waves small. In the early hours of the morning, I noticed that it was getting lighter. I assumed that it was dawn approaching – but, when I checked my watch, it was 3am. At least six hours were due til dawn. I watched on, confused, as it got brighter. Then I noticed the source of the illumination: the sea itself. Before my horrified eyes, I could see some infernal phosphorescence getting stronger – or closer. It seemed like it didn’t end – I must have been miles from land, at this point.

The waves started to rise, the ship rock around. After about twenty minutes, I could see with my telescope that the lights went on for miles in each direction.

Just then, my shipmates finally woke up and came on deck. Not wanting to bias any results I needed to publish later, I then waited for them to spot the light in the sea. Sadly, by the time they did, it had almost faded. The sea serpent was obviously unwilling to consume us so close to shore, and had disappeared. Mr MacHavoy and myself testified to what we had seen when we reached the shore; our third companion wishes to remain uninvolved and denies what he had so clearly seen and so I agreed not to publish his details in relation to this article.

I call upon the people of the world to condemn this seeming hush-operation and call for further investigation! People are dying, and it’s our job to stop it!

I.J.
16-08-2003, 11:41
From the Depths

I love dawn on the ocean … in weather like this, at least Frederick thought sleepily as his yacht rocked in the ocean several miles from the shore, the bleak peak of Mount Dominic in the distance, covered in snow. It was, this far out, a calm ocean – the eternal icy winds of Whispering Voices too distant to lend much of a chill.

I hope Carlos gets here soon … I can’t wait another week without my fix. At the thought, the pain in his head grew worse, and he quickly distracted himself by staring into the water, watching for fish. It was hard to be a cocaine addict in Whispering Voices after the law change – he had to sail offshore just to get a supply, let alone take the drug, possession of which incurred life imprisonment.

Oh … the light looks lovely on the waves. Molten red, and orange. Slowly getting golden, now the sun’s coming up. He turned, looked east, towards land. Oh … the sun’s not up yet. Then what … ?

His thoughts were derailed somewhat, as the glow in the water increased, becoming a luminous white-green. That’s pretty … almost close enough to touch … oh … that’s a big lot of light. Frederick tripped over a stanfast as he walked along the deck. His head smacked into a rail, and he blacked out.


With a ripple that shook boats in their harbours for hundreds of miles, the creature rose out of the water at an angle, like a jumping porpoise. It was vast; huge. From head to tail its span would be measured in miles, its manta-ray shape casting shadows over expanses of water as it rose into the air … and did not fall. With a cry of triumph like deep whalesong its luminous surface turned translucent, and began to draw in the energy of the dawning sun; absorbed colours causing its skin to flicker like flame.

It rose into the sky, and made for the stars.


OOC:
For those that were wondering, work on the creature has gone on in the following threads, dating back to … early March.

Endless Regrets war on Arani – introduction of psionics to Endless Regrets facilities (that being a roleplay puppet of Whispering Voices) Exchange Students with Psionics Agreed (http://www.nationstates.net/forum/viewtopic.php?p=262269#262269)
Adaptive Vaccine Released: Here (http://www.nationstates.net/forum/viewtopic.php?t=53681&highlight=)
Advanced Enzyme Produced: Here (http://www.nationstates.net/forum/viewtopic.php?t=51819&highlight=)
Biomass Purchased: Here (http://www.nationstates.net/forum/viewtopic.php?t=56624&highlight=)
Shapeshifter DNA Research: Here (http://www.nationstates.net/forum/viewtopic.php?t=48376&highlight=) and more recently Silvercities Shapeshifter Research: Here (http://www.nationstates.net/forum/viewtopic.php?t=57046&highlight=)
With some very odd DNA picked up and analysed Here (http://www.nationstates.net/forum/viewtopic.php?t=47367&highlight=) and here (http://www.nationstates.net/forum/viewtopic.php?t=56299&highlight=)
and even here (http://www.nationstates.net/forum/viewtopic.php?t=53461&highlight=).

IC hints were given: here (http://www.nationstates.net/forum/viewtopic.php?t=48616&highlight=) (the shadow beneath the submarines), here (http://www.nationstates.net/forum/viewtopic.php?t=53679&highlight=), and here (http://www.nationstates.net/forum/viewtopic.php?t=52637&highlight=).


I do have pseudo-science explanations for how and why the creature works, but I’m just going to ignore people who don’t try to find out IC (a la Vthnaar’s gold thread). If you have both plausible reasons and plausible ideas on how to investigate, feel free to telegram me and I’ll send you results.
Roania
16-08-2003, 11:47
((This is why Roanians hate the water. I would respond, but it doesn't fit in with the national character... however, despite the fact that my people hate you, as Roanian Catholics we have no choice but to allow our coreligionists into our port. We don't use it.))
Menelmacar
25-08-2003, 10:18
It wasn't often that the Elentári herself visited the Prefecture of Science.

"Rhys," she said when she saw him. "Might want to take a look at this."

She tossed him a datapad, one with an image on it. Satellite footage. Of a big creature - a very big creature - rising out of the atmosphere.

She smiled. "Want to go say hello?"

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An hour later, they were in a gravshuttle, burning skyward.

http://www.weirdozone.0catch.com/projects/nationstates/sirithil/sirithilnosfeanor.gifLady Sirithil nos Fëanor
Elentári of the Eternal Noldorin Empire of Menelmacar
High Queen and Lady Protector of Elvenkind
"We can't go around supporting the Goodness of All Things. We might be mistaken for Menelmacar."
~Education Minister Lobon, Kn-Yan
Clicky-clicky! We Love The Iraqi Information Minister (www.welovetheiraqiinformationminister.com)
25-08-2003, 10:35
The creature as it rose up into the thermals let out long sighs, as deep within its body the Callaghan gland fired up DNA sequences that were sent along rigid cartilage structures to point nodes, in turn initiating tissue growth that significantly altered its shape. The manta-ray form slowly condensed as gases were expelled to prepare the being for its transition into vacuum. Rapidly, the outer surface replicated its structure with hypothermophiles, coating the creature with heat-resistant cells as it headed out into the bright sunlit area of space, even as psychrophile DNA structures are encoded and produced in the event that the solar rays should be blocked.
Roania
25-08-2003, 10:44
((Sorted. Tor gave me the idea. Because at the time of posting, most WV ships were near Roania :( , I'll assume they are within Inquisitorial Dropship range))


Richelieu looked at the documents in front of him. He sighed and flipped a button. "Inquisitorial Squadron 52 Beta, to your dropships. There's some sort of sea monster."


The transmission came back. "We don't use the water. Why should we care? And we all know the sea is full of sea monsters."


"It's interfering with trade. Now go."


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http://images.google.com.au/images?q=tbn:j0_HiRZ0BwYC:www.gameblitz.com/images/halo2.jpg
Roanian Dropships


http://images.google.com.au/images?q=tbn:XpLS6eZ8JEAC:www.tlucretius.net/7thSea/Characters/inquisitor.jpg Roanian Inquisitors in HOPLITE3 power armor


((By the way, Menelmacar, did you get my tm?))
25-08-2003, 11:02
OOC: this was posted after the end of the Roanian war - and I deployed 1/4 of my total forces to Roania (eleventh through fifteenth Expeditions). The alleged 'sea monster' is heading to orbit from within WV territorial waters - and the ship Frederick was on was certainly doing so. However, it's about nine miles long, so it shows up like a beacon on any satellite or radar.

The Roanian dropship is welcome to go to the sea, but it better stay outside Regional waters ^_^
Roania
25-08-2003, 11:06
((I don't know if they have the strength to go near the sea. I really might make a post describing that hydrophobia in more detail))


"This is Dropship1, to Dropship2. Any sign of the, ugh, sea monster?"

"Negatory."

"If it doesn't make an appearance soon, let's get back and inform the GI that these are groundless rumors."

"Agreed. The sooner off the water, the better."
imported_Diablo_NL
25-08-2003, 11:57
"Curious. Seems that 'they were right. They even got the time nearly on the mark. But ok, what is that thing?" William asked his aid.

"We are still uncertain. Same goes for it's purpose. Might I suggest sending a science vessel in persuit?"

"Good idea. And have them take some xenobioligists aswell." William said and got an affirmative response from his aid and he was off.
Menelmacar
28-08-2003, 12:15
Siri piloted her shuttle upwards, swiftly clearing the atmosphere, guiding the small vessel through the veritable clouds of satellites and ships and yards and stations above the planet with a light touch and considerable skill. Somehow, though, Yves had found his own way through; Siri glided alongside, matching the creature's velocity and taking up a position above his starboard "wing".

Hello, Yves, she sent telepathically. It's me, Siri. I have Rhys with me... I'll be passing along his words.

http://www.weirdozone.0catch.com/projects/nationstates/sirithil/sirithilnosfeanor.gifLady Sirithil nos Fëanor
Elentári of the Eternal Noldorin Empire of Menelmacar
High Queen and Lady Protector of Elvenkind
"We can't go around supporting the Goodness of All Things. We might be mistaken for Menelmacar."
~Education Minister Lobon, Kn-Yan
Clicky-clicky! We Love The Iraqi Information Minister (www.welovetheiraqiinformationminister.com)
28-08-2003, 17:29
Yves had indeed found its own way through by dint of sliding through gaps in the space debris, or when that wasn't possible simply eating obstacles in its path. By the time the shuttle caught up, Yves was trilling soundlessly with joy - but the vacuum of space couldn't obstruct the mental vibrations, and even Rhys' stern and unforgiving exterior melted, a childlike joy on his face as he watched his creation fly free - reaching out, at one point, to touch the screen.

As you promised, you are here came back the reverbrating mental reply, a chorus of minds within a single mind. I feel his presence, and he is still tainted by his anger and fear and ambition, ah, but less so than when we last spoke. Tell him that true mercy is always a costly gift to give, and should be received with true gratitude. But perhaps you could phrase it differently - I remember well his dislike of Zen philosophy. The mental equivalent of laughter peals into the elf's mind, along with the warm feeling of sunbathing.
Menelmacar
08-09-2003, 07:47
The tiny gravshuttle with its crew of two stayed for the best part of an hour with the creature, following in its wake.

The Elentari - in between asking her own questions - acted as a relay between it and the quiescent man in her shuttle. In fact, at several points his expression changed - hovering between mutinous and guilty, although generally the guilty end of the spectrum was most dominant.

By the end of that time however, he looked mainly contrite, with bright eyes unusually expressive.

"Please - tell Yves my prayers go with him," the man said as Siri began preparations to return to Menelmacar.

~Siri