Back after a long hiatus
This looks pretty damn cool. Interest.
“Not a promise, not an oath, or a malediction or a curse. Inevitable." - Taylor Hebert
Mike Jones
Prolly interested. Why merfolk bones, though? Why not some other kind of bone?
Good question.
While the other bones are either too brittle or too rough to be properly crafted, merfolk's bones are the most suitable for its balance of elegance and hardiness. While it isn't determined why, since there's obviously no advanced biology but the farmers did not give two shits about its science and just go with it.
Thanks for pointing it out.
edited 15th Sep '15 1:32:18 AM by sgtpendulum
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Sorry for double posting but I'm bumping this to inform that I've put up a sign-up. While I can work with 2 people on my RP, can't hurt to have more. I'll start the actual RP 2 days after this.
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Don't have time to participate in this, but I love the premise and worldbuilding, and sincerely hope you turn this into a novel some day.
Can I bring in some kind of Lovecraftian character?
It wasn't often that the Donaman government held meetings with the local police force but with recent controversial events that could potentially end the friendly relations between the Donaman Empire and the Republic of Mers, they couldn't possibly ignore the proposal and evidence from an otherwise insignificant mid level half-mer police officer, now stood before them with an unassuming box in her dainty, scaly little blue arms.
“Greetings, ladies and gentlemen,” she began, her voice deep and cold, full of determination and purpose. She brushed her short hairfins away from her yellow eyes and introduced herself with a salute, “Staff Sergeant Melati Wulan, at your service. Today is a tragic day for not just the merpeople but for all of the Spiderlanders, a great atrocity has been committed against our people and weeks before the Great Fish Migration Festival to put salt in our grievous wound.
“As you know, Spiderland currently holds the image of a busy, bustling archipelagic city famed for its racial and cultural diversity, the most desired tourist attraction among the known world, an important port between Breadcrumb Trail up north to Lonkkaluut down south and, most importantly, marks the meeting of humans and the merpeople and their subsequent quick friendly relations.
“And all of that will be in danger if we do not deal with this threat as soon as possible. On the second Wethday of the Full Moon around 2030 hours, a young mermaid have approached Patrol Submarine 444, the submarine I was in. She look shaken, scared, starved and she seems like she has not slept for days. We allowed her onboard on our submarine and asked her what happened to her.”
“She was going on a trip with her friends to celebrate The Great Fish Migration Festival like all the other merfolks. On the way there, they decided to take a detour through a small unassuming coral tunnel in order to break the monotony of the long swim ahead of them.”
Melati dropped the box onto the round table to further emphasise her story. She reached into the box and started to produce pieces of jewellery one by one. Earrings, rings, necklace, totems, all of them have the common theme of having a mysterious white rough material instead of conventional metal. It does not shine under the candle light except for the gems they were embedded but it does not need to when it has this strange, natural, rough vibe they gave off. Some of the officials couldn’t help but be visibly amazed by the craftsmanship despite the dreary atmosphere that loomed over the room. Or perhaps because of it? Or the other way around? Melati cringed for every piece she took out and arranged onto the table.
“Turns out, it was a trap and a farm. She, and the other girls, were sucked into the tunnel and kept in almost complete darkness. Next thing they know, they were manhandled by a group of masked men, forced into a small space, barely enough to contain them, and constrained down with chains and shackles. Out of sight of each other but they could hear each other’s screams. Tubes are forced into them so that they’ll be force feed with an unknown liquid substances. And then forcing them to...breed by injecting extracted merman’s sperm into their vaginas. After birth, the farmers can collect the babies and…slaughter them…for their…bones. Using it to craft them into the jewelleries you see before you.”
Of course, there was barely any visible reaction from the officials at this point, the news of the ‘bones jewellery’ has already spread throughout the government offices. Bad news travel fast indeed, and the government have been working hard to make this news classified as long as possible.
“Fortunately for her, not only that she managed to escape their grasp but also got hold of their products. She couldn't tell us of how she escapes or anything else before collapsing in exhaustion and shock. We were not able to get any more information out of her, our submarine were struck by pirates, we weren't sure if they were connected with the farmers but they are well armed and took our submarine down with no trouble. I’m the only survivor of that ambush. I grab whatever evidence I could get into my bag and swam away to safety. Reported to the Commonwealth Coastal Police HQ by 630 hours.
“I need men and equipments to disrupt this act of crime. I gonna need undercover agents in the market to uncover, arrest and interrogate the distributors and I need sailors and divers to search the sea floor to search for their base of operation. My fellow officer will oversee the performance on the sea while I’ll be overseeing the land operation.”
''A blond human woman with piercing blue eyes marched out of the shadow from the right of Melati. As she passed by the half-mer, she whispered, as quietly as possible. “You’re pretty shitty for a liar, you know. I know you’re trying to hide something, I will find out what happened to that vessel, and my brother.” “Looking forward to it,” Melati simply answered back as Alice faced the officials, saluted and said “Sergeant Alice Stumph, at your service.”''
“Permission to carry out operation ‘Take This To Your Grave’, sir and ma’am?”
Hey, wassup, fam, I am sgtpendulum, checking in to see if anyone’s interested in ‘Take This To Your Grave’, an ocean punk fantasy police procedural. I created this as a backscratcher to my incurable itch for mermaids, ocean and water, especially since Subnautica has been aggravating said itch. Inspired by one the more infamous Dwarf Fortress community’s concept mermaid farms
You guys will be playing Spiderlander Police Force as an undercover agent, diver or sailor working towards busting a mermaid farm business, though you’ll also be finding some other secrets as well…
Here is the foundation of the world you’ll be playing in, I’ll allow you guys to write the fluffs, though over time I will fill in some of the blanks myself. Sign-ups will be up, which will around 5 days after I posted this interest check, because that’s how long my patience is.
Hope you guys will join Melati and Alice on the ride.
While the underwater Spiderland is very beautiful, the merpeople can’t stay. Once the fish are migrate back where they came from, the merpeople’s only source of food in Spiderland is gone as most of the plants and crustaceans are inedible or downright poisonous to them. Well, until now, because the humans provides the solution to their problems: imported food. As the explorers and merpeople soon realized, both share the same taste for each other’s staple foods and cuisines.
In addition to food, the merpeople traded them with raw materials while the humans provided them with proper housing, urbanization and updated technology.. Soon after, Spiderland soon transformed from a random collection of sleepy Tropical Island to a bustling city both on land and underwater that provides excellent traders port between Breadcrumb Trail and Gravel Pit. Also makes for a great tourist attraction due to the large, complex and pretty coral system, the melting pot culture and the food that resulted from it, not to mention the annual Great Fish Migration Festival, an annual festival where Spiderlanders celebrates the time where it symbolizes not only great harvest and abundance but also love. And with humans and merpeople living together in one colony, they eventually mixed with each other and created a whole new subspecies of mer called half-mer, so called because they have the full body of a human but still have several features of a mer.
edited 19th Sep '15 9:07:25 AM by sgtpendulum
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