World Divers- a SBurb RP with a little something different

[crash826]

World Divers

This introduces an entirely new race into the SBurb cycle.

I'd like a little help establishing it, but this is the gist of it:

This race is known to the world at large as the Divers, and live a distance above the ground in floating homes known as Cells. Cells generally either float aimlessly or join together with large chains in cell cities. Occasionally Cells attach themselves to the land and cliffs, but none rest on the ground. They collect resources from their dangerously storm-tossed planet, covered with dangerous life-forms, in order to support their floating homes. Their social classes are controlled by what type of bio-mechanical parasite fuses into their bodies at birth, and they are granted various abilities (most straight out of science fiction) based on them. Their guardians are the Channels assigned to them, AIs designed to control their Cells and to help out the youth.


Generally looks like this

So does anyone want to help?

I think this is okay so far.

E: THE DIVER BIBLE, MK 1.0:

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* The Divers usually live alone, although they are not antisocial the way that trolls are.
* The Channels are strongly connected to the computer systems, and they stay with the Divers throughout the Medium.
* Some of the dangerous lifeforms on the surface of the planet are as intelligent as the Divers, and try to trick the Divers into a variety of things - from unfair prices for resources to leading Divers into ambushes.
* For culture, Divers have a strong emphasis on riches and possessions, saying that he who dies with the most toys wins.
* The creatures on the planet's surface are generally entirely organic, but the ones with the same intelligence use pirated machine parasites to enhance themselves.
* As they rely on their body machines all their lives, the Divers fear the sea and the "Attractors" within, creatures which exude magnetic energy.
* A sect of Divers lives on the planet itself and endeavor to return Diver culture to the old days when they had no computers (think the Quakers but malevolent), refusing to bond with it or using invasive surgery to remove it from their captives. They are called Biozealots. They are allied with the attractors.
* In terms of their class system, Divers use machine type, although they are mostly ability-to-do-stuff based.
(Red/Peon<Yellow/Peasant<Blue/Lower-Class<Orange/Normal<Purple/Well-Off<Green/Rich<Brown/Noble<Black/Royalty)
• Reds have super-Endurance, able to give themselves adrenaline shots.
* Yellow gets sonar, spidey sense, whatever you want to call it, as well as a sort of HUD for their eyes.
* Blue gets reflexes, ability to move their butts quickly and find footholds and handholds, enhanced eyesight and reflexes...
* Orange gets something like a calculator for people, able to see people and deduce various facts about them from sight/enhanced intelligence.
*Purple gets... healing factor? (don't ask I don't know)
*Green gets a force field kind of thing.
*Brown gets the power to control the minds of others, maybe instruct their machines a little.
*Black gets the ultimate power- an ADMIN PASSWORD to all of the machines, allowing them to control and shut down others' powers.
* Powers can manifest in a minor or major way.
* Romance doesn't really exist for the Divers - they contribute some sort of genetic material to the computers, and the computers combine it with other samples of genetic material to create new members of the species. Because of this, non-biozealot Divers have no relation with their children, and are linked with AI channels from birth.
The biozealots don't have machines to serve as intermediaries, but their reproduction is equally non-romantic. They have designated places for the storage of genetic material, and biozealots can mix any two samples of genetic material. The biozealots actually raise the children, though, instead of leaving them to AI.
Romance is possible, but it’s considered frivolous and for the higher-class only.
*Ghasts are machines that control the bodies of their owners, and control the bodies of the fallen. They are in active battle against the Biozealots and are endorsed by the government, who despise the Biozealots for their immunity to control by the Black Machine users.
* Cells gather electricity from following storms, meaning that Cells are never in the same place long and Divers can’t really make long-term relationships.
*Divers have weak, birdlike bones, which are bolstered by the Symbiotes.
* If a Diver cannot pay their taxes, they are forced into servitude of a Black/Brown Machine baron.
* The Divers are lead by the Great Leader, a Black Symbiote which attaches itself to a young, healthy member of the Black Caste and gives orders through them.
* The Black Machines basically take over the minds of their wearers, being taught from a young age what is right and proper by their caretaker channels. This makes them meek and submissive. Very few know this- only Biozealots and the Great Leader. And the Biozealots can’t tell anyone, because everyone sees them as dangerous heretics.
* The lower you are on the castes, the more the Leader tries to brainwash you. Reds have Cells covered in posters of the Leader, with slogans on them, whereas the Leader pretty much leaves Greens and Browns alone, allowing them to pursue romance.
* One’s genetic donors and their bribery determines the level of machine they get.
* Tying in with the money theme the Diver's view relationships the same way. A friendship is an investment of their time and energy; with the more time they invest in their bond the more their friendship grows. A good relationship would like… Okay between two people it would be symbolized as little cent signs connecting the two. The closer they get those cent signs become dollar signs. It ultimately leads up to a piggybank, which means the two are really close.

[Diver1] ¢ ¢ ¢ ¢ ¢ ¢ $ $ $ $ Piggybank [Diver2]
The marks are black, all filled in.

When the two Divers don’t get along it follows the same principle. But instead of getting paid by spending time to each other, they’re loosing money. Each insult and evil thought has them loose money. Eventualy this will lead to a broken piggyback, symbolizing their bankrupt relationship. The money marks in this case are empty and outlined in green.

EAGAIN: IC Thread!

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Your name is ANGOM ALLOMAN.

You like to EXPLORE. The world is full of WEIRD THINGS, and you want to discover them! Especially things that NO DIVER HAS SEEN BEFORE. However, the world is also full of SCARY THINGS, like BIOZEALOTS and ATTRACTORS and SMART BEASTS WITH PIRATED AI. You have nearly DIED on several occasions, and you really wish you had a YELLOW PARASITE so you would have a DANGER SENSE. Unfortunately, you don't, so you just RUN AS FAST AS YOU CAN. Your AI CHANNEL keeps telling you that you're going to get hurt from it someday, but you don't really listen.

Your ORANGE PARASITE allows you to figure things out about people, which could get you into a POWERFUL POSITION, but you keep FORGETTING TO GO TO GOVERNMENT CONVENTIONS. Your AI CHANNEL usually berates you for this, but you can't help it. GOVERNMENT CONVENTIONS are so boring! You tell your AI CHANNEL to find EXPLORATION CONVENTIONS instead, but it doesn't listen to you.

Your airpithet is adventuresAplenty and you are alWAYS prePARED for aNYthing.

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Your name is MIDORI ADVANAS.

You are a fan of the ANIMES and the MANGAS and all that other STUFF. You often play GAMES, and in particular play REALLY EFFING HARD SHOOTERS WHERE THE BULLETS TAKE UP HALF THE SCREEN AND YOU'RE ONE PIXEL WIDE AND RAAAAAAAGH. However, you have no idea how to speak the ANIME language or read it in the MANGAS, so you pick it up off the INTERNET and speak in a MANGLED MISHMASH OF LANGUAGES when you are TIRED or BORED. You secretly prefer QUIET, CONTEMPLATIVE GAMES with SUBTLE and INTRICATE MEANING to most of this stuff, but if you told your INTERNET FRIENDS they would laugh so you are being quiet.

Your job is important- in order to COLLECT SUPPLIES, you JUMP OUT OF YOUR CELL and use your FORCE FIELD to BREAK YOUR FALL, then COLLECT A LARGE AMOUNT OF STUFF and get PICKED UP BY GOVERNMENT OFFICIALS to GIVE IT TO THE PEOPLE. This is how you pay for your EXORBITANT ELECTRICITY COSTS. Your CHANNEL disapproves, but you LOVE THE ADRENALINE RUSH from DROPPING THREE THOUSAND FEET WITHOUT A PARACHUTE. As a result of this GIVING FOOD TO THE POPULACE, combined with the fact that you are TALENTED VOCALLY and AGILE, the GOVERNMENT has groomed you into an IDOL, and parades you around the WORLD in order to inspire and control the HEARTS AND MINDS OF THE PEOPLE. You are OKAY WITH THIS, since it means MORE POWER, more FOOD and FAME. It also means that your CELL is significantly larger than most.

Your airpithet is unconventionalAttraction and you»are»always»shooting»into»the»night»sky~[]

Strife Specibus: micKind
Fetch Modus: Bullet Hell Modus. When withdrawing anything, a torrent of energy blobs comes along with it and you have to dodge them. Dangerous but ridiculously easy to weaponize.
Typing quirk: puts » (option-shift-backslash {\}) between each word and ends some words with tildes~ and ends sentences with []
BBcode color: #00CC66

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Your name is CRISPIN MERESA

You are PARANOID. Your AI channel begs you to leave your Cell and go out into the world, which you only do OCCASIONALLY. You regard your YELLOW PARASITE as a BLESSING for your mindset, as it lets you know when to RUN LIKE A MOFO. and you're very good at running. Infact, you would like to say that you're the FASTEST THING ALIVE, but you know that somewhere creeping in the shadows is SOMETHING EVEN FASTER. You take an interest in the mysteries of the world, seeking out the OCCULT AND MONSTROUS as to better know your enemy. The only reason you attempt to seek out VARIOUS AMOUNTS OF TREASURE AND WEALTH is partly because you covet the chance to engage in the shamefully luxurious PURSUIT OF ROMANCE. You hide this ambition and burning need from your friends. Another secret you keep is that you have a corrospondence with a group of BIOZEALOTS, often requesting their help in exchange for information on the HIDEOUTS OF THEIR GHASTLY FOES. In your off-time, you trace the CONSPIRACIES THAT WEAVE ABOUT THE VERY FABRIC OF YOUR SOCIETY, whether IMAGINED OR REAL.

As such, no matter how frightened you are, You are the only one who'll delve into the caves/tunnels/pits that MONSTERS, BANDITS & BIOZEALOTS thrive in, stealing information/weaponry/Loot from them and selling it back to the government. You could be considered a double-agent by some, A reliable informant by others, and a good merchant by yet some more. You like that. Your AI Channel often advises you to watch out for the inevitable SCYLLA AND CHARYDBIS scenario, but you feel clever enough to avoid such a thing.

Your airpithet is warySpelunker and you T-t-talk.....>_>...very c-c-carefully....Like you're b-b-being watched...<_<..

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Your name is HIPPAR SOMATO.
You were born to be a servant of a purple-AI Diver, but he DIED WHEN YOU WERE VERY YOUNG. Now you live alone in a CLIFF-HANGING CELL. You like being alone because you DON’T TRUST ANYBODY. Your philosophy is to LOOK OUT FOR NUMBER ONE and screw over others to ensure your best interest… and you assume EVERYBODY ELSE IS AS SELFISH AS YOU. You LIE TO AND CHEAT your friends to protect you and it’s a miracle that you have FRIENDS AT ALL.
You have a TACTILE OBSESSION and have the need to TOUCH EVERYTHING, especially if it looks interesting. You especially love SOFT AND FLUFFY THINGS, which are pretty rare on your planet. You hoard soft things in your cell, because touching them RELEIVES STRESS. You don’t let ANYBODY ELSE touch them. You have built yourself an extra ROBOTIC ARM-TAIL to assist you with this touch-obsession. It also helps you CLIMB THE CLIFF you live on.
You are an accomplished MECHANIST. You have a special talent for FIXING THINGS. For a living you find ABANDONED MACHINES, that you repair and SELL. To collect these broken parts, you have to TRAVEL CLOSE TO THE OCEAN and often take them before the SEA BEASTS can. Your blue symbiote assists you by allowing you to escape trouble quickly and efficently. You've also built yourself goggles that provide ENHANCED EYESIGHT that is helpful with dealing with SMALL PARTS.
Your airpithet is apexEngineer and your )-- kInd of SELF-Important and even YOUR text Is reaching out to feel Its surroundings—(


Strife Specibi: RoboArm Kind
Fetch Modus: Repair Modi (All items are stored in cards with broken locks, fix the lock to retrieve them)
Typing Quirks: Text is proceeded by “ )—“ and ended with “—(“. All words retaining to self are capitalized (Me, my, self, mine, ect.) The letter I is always capitalized. No other capitalization.

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you are INGIUS CALMOR
You hate EVERYTHING about this place, it just feels so off, as such you've ran far away and have MADE A SHITTY CAVE, you go to town when you want something for your HOBBIES, which include GAMING, which you mostly pirate online, GUITAR, which your pretty shitty at, PAPERCRAFTS and READING SHITTY BOOKS.
You HATE the color system, as a way to rebel you use complete BLACK online, people should not be marked with a flag, as your fathers always said

Online your handle is duskReader and you Tend to s|/sh /our words.

Strife Specibus: Axekind
Fetch Modus: Reveal, have to discover something about yourself that you didn't know about before.
Typing Quirk: For slash he changes the A with a /, changes I and L with |, changes H with = and changes Y with /

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Your name is ROSSON BLANARD, and you have some INTERESTS which you pursue. One of these is the study of ROMANCE and DIVER SOCIETY, even if they are both things out of your reach. You also enjoy REPAIRING EQUIPMENT that you find lying around or having been thrown out, and have become rather good. You would prefer to have newer, better equipment, but ALL YOUR MONEY GOES ON TAXES. As a member of the RED caste, you are rather tough, and can give yourself an ADRENALINE SHOT your symbiotic machine provides for a bit of a boost.

Although you do not know this yet, when you enter the Medium you are the Sylph of Energy, much to your annoyance. Your handle on Aerospeakers is confusingMechanist, and you like slurrrring some letttttttters as you like their sound so ffffflipping much. caps and punctuation are rare with you. Your strife kind is Polekind

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Your name is Markez Morwel and you are the biggest joke in Diver history. You’ve been told this by practically every Diver that you’ve ever met…. And in truth you sort of agree with them. Honestly, there must have been some sort of mistake or malfunction when you were assigned your caste. There is no way a bumbling looser such as yourself could have been placed at the top of the hierarchy. NO WAY AT ALL. When compared to the other noble Leaders in history you clearly are the odd ball out, but all of your requests for a transfer for replacement have been denied. Perhaps there is some reason for you to be where you are but until then, you feel out of place and extremely nervous.

Among the Black Caste you are somewhat of an oddball; lacking the parental command of The Great Leader that so many other Black Caste Divers rely on. In fact, you’ve only met The Great Leader once, when you were being assigned your job… And during that meeting he seemed distant and cold. He gave you your job in the robotic department, your cell and then left with an hour still to go during your session. This only furthered your sense of worthlessness and took your cell and moved far away, where you wouldn’t bother anyone. Just you and your Channel, and you were fine with that. It allowed you to work on your interests, robotics. It there was anything that you were proud of, it would be the robots you design and build. All around your cell are various designs for robots and half built machines. You’ve built a ton of robots, ranging from server droids to weapon bots, selling them for a fair price. You haven’t had a dissatisfied customer yet, though you’ve had to make some shady connections to get some parts. Another thing that you enjoy doing is reading, and have a vast library filled with all sorts of books. Books are a great way to escape from daily life.

Your airpithet is and mumblingRobotics uhm… you tend to hide your text behind a veil of grey.

Strife Specibus: Gunkind. (I suppose it could also be lzrGunkind now that I think about it… lazer beams instead of bullets… On the side of Markez’s symbiote are these two magenta orbs, when in STRIFE mode they pop out on these little robo-arm things and fire laser shots.) Also has the dangerous Dronekind, the little orbs can detach themselves from his symbiote and float about… Unsure if he can make more if they get broken or something...
Fetch Modus: Only the best for royalty, portfolio. Every item is stored in a portfolio and placed in a folder. Each item is stored alphabetically, and can be withdrawn at anytime…. Though it might take a while to search for it.
Typing quirk: you pride yourself on you’re near perfect grammar, though you purposely avoid capitalization. you like to think that it makes you seem less important… or something foolish like that.

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You are now, for some reason, this person.

Your name is TYKE MYSTIN

You are a very QUIET, and rarely go OUTSIDE of your CELL. You tend to be SHY around other DIVERS. You are ENVIOUS towards DIVERS who are PHYSICALLY STRONGER than you. You usually don't interact with other because they often confuse you to be a GIRL due to your LONG HAIR. And even when you tell them you are a MALE, they still refer to you as CUTE. You are PHYSICALLY WEAK, and are VERY BRITTLE. You spend a lot of time in your LIBRARY, and have a LOVE FOR BOOKS. You even equip some of your TOMES to your STRIFE DECK, even if there is nothing to STRIFE against. You occasionally write stories about your favorite books, often introducing your own characters. You have a FONDNESS for SWEETS, and often enjoy a CUP of WARM HOT CHOCOLATE or a GLASS of HOT CREAM after a long day of shuffling books, and dealing with dust mites. Your CHANNEL constantly tells you to go and do something other than reading, often wanting you to become more SOCIAL, which you are not against, but you prefer it to be QUIET. You STARTLE EASILY and are OCCASIONALLY BULLIED online because of your FEMININE LOOKS and your WEAK BODY STATURE. Regardless, you find it hard to hold a grudge, as you eventually become SO ANGRY or FRUSTRATED at someone you FORGET WHAT YOU WERE MAD ABOUT and eventually move on. You also rarely get enough SLEEP, as something seems to CONSTANTLY PLAGUE YOUR MIND, but YOU HAVE NO IDEA WHAT IT IS. Fortunately, for your brittle stature, you are able to HEAL YOURSELF due to your PURPLE CASTE SYMBIOTE. Unfortunately, your mind is often thinking about too many things at once, and you tend to forget this.
Your airpithet is isolatedLibrary and You Tend To Speak Very Prominently, No Matter How Grammatically Incorrect.

Strife Specibi - 'Tomekind' and 'Pinkind' (Tomekind is for books, and Pinkind is where he uses his little colorful hairpin, even though the thing can barely puncture skin)
Fetch Modus - Bookshelf Modus (When an item is captchalogued, the first letter is taken and assigned a value between one and twenty six, and the rest of the letters are assigned a value as well. For example, when Tyke captchalogues a Book, then the assigned value would be B = 2, as B is the second letter of the alphabet. So, then, 2 would have one-hundred added to it. So, that would make it 102. Then, the last letter, in this case, K, the value would be K = 11. If it is a two digit number, then the first number is removed. so, then, the Book = 102.1. Then the object is placed on it's specific place on a shelf. Items can collide, and it is not able to detect collision. When an item collides with another, BOTH are launched from the Sylladex. So never captchalogue two dangerous weapons if they CAN and WILL collide.)
Typing Quirk: Tends to type with everything capitalized. When yelling or upset, will CAPITALIZE EVERYTHING and use a lot of EXCLAMATION MARKS.

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[Renegade Electron]

As a fellow species designer, I am glad to help! Here are some ideas I have:

* The Divers usually live alone, although they are not antisocial the way that trolls are.
* The Channels are strongly connected to the computer systems, and they stay with the Divers throughout the Medium.
* Some of the dangerous lifeforms on the surface of the planet are as intelligent as the Divers, and try to trick the Divers into a variety of things - from unfair prices for resources to leading Divers into ambushes.

[crash826]

Sounds good to me. And how about...

* For culture, Divers have a strong emphasis on riches and possessions, saying that he who dies with the most toys wins.
* The creatures on the planet's surface are generally entirely organic, but the ones with the same intelligence use pirated machine parasites to enhance themselves.
* As they rely on their body machines all their lives, the Divers fear the sea and the "Attractors" within, creatures which exude magnetic energy.
* A sect of Divers lives on the planet itself and endeavor to return Diver culture to the old days when they had no computers (think the Quakers but malevolent), refusing to bond with it or using invasive surgery to remove it from their captives.

[Renegade Electron]

I like those ideas! Does the sect of Divers that lives without computers still have the bio-mechanical parasites? If not, maybe they would have an alliance with the "Attractors."

For a name for the sect, how about the Biozealots?

[crash826]

Yeah, they have no parasites, and as such an alliance with the Attractors would work very well.

Biozealots it is! And how about, due to their separation from a technology that had been bonding with the Divers for almost centuries, they've mutated and have strange diseases and warped body parts?

[Renegade Electron]

Yeah, they have no parasites, and as such an alliance with the Attractors would work very well.

Biozealots it is! And how about, due to their separation from a technology that had been bonding with the Divers for almost centuries, they've mutated and have strange diseases and warped body parts?

Sounds good. Here's a drawing I made of the Diver from the first post as a biozealot:

[crash826]

Looks pretty good!

...I have no idea what I'm going to do with these guys.
I need a couple of people to have a session, and we're the only two people here.

[Renegade Electron]

Looks pretty good!

...I have no idea what I'm going to do with these guys.
I need a couple of people to have a session, and we're the only two people here.

We could put links in our signatures. I know the thread for the -3 got significantly more popular when I linked it in my sig.
Also, I'm thinking of making my own Diver character. I'm assuming they dress the same as humans, but some things I'm not sure about:
* Is the hair always dark blue or is it ever other colors?
* Do the parasites always have the same colors and patterns?

[crash826]

The machines can have different patterns and colors, which distinguish class differences.
(Red/Peon<Yellow/Peasant<Blue/Lower-Class<Orange/Normal<Purple/Well-Off<Green/Rich<Brown/Noble<Black/Royalty)
The hair can be other colors, but they're generally dark.

So yeah.

[Nust]

Looks nice.

Maybe the types of abilities inherent in each social class should be brainstormed?
Red Divers could have enhanced strength or endurance, since they're the peon class.
Yellow Divers... A sort of radar? A danger sense, something along those lines. They can feel shifts in the air or ground, and get an advance warning concerning foes or friends.
Blue Divers..hm....Maybe speed? They could act as couriers, with good reflexes and perhaps better at navigating the ground then other classes.
The rest elude me.

[crash826]

I actually thought of something- what if the Divers are pseudo-Socialists?

If that's stupid stupid dumb, the rest stands.
I think the Reds have super-Endurance, able to give themselves adrenaline shots.
Yellow gets sonar, spidey sense, whatever you want to call it, as well as a sort of HUD for their eyes.
Blue gets reflexes, ability to move their butts quickly and find footholds and handholds, maybe enhanced eyesight and reflexes...
Orange gets something like a calculator for people, able to see people and deduce various facts about them from sight? Enhanced intelligence?
Purple gets... healing factor? (don't ask I don't know)
Green gets a force field kind of thing.
Brown gets the power to control the minds of others, maybe instruct their machines a little.
Black gets the ultimate power- an ADMIN PASSWORD to all of the machines, allowing them to control and shut down others' powers.

Powers can manifest in a minor way or a major way, or anywhere in between. Might have none, might have all of it.

[Renegade Electron]

I actually thought of something- what if the Divers are pseudo-Socialists?

If that's stupid stupid dumb, the rest stands.
I think the Reds have super-Endurance, able to give themselves adrenaline shots.
Yellow gets sonar, spidey sense, whatever you want to call it, as well as a sort of HUD for their eyes.
Blue gets reflexes, ability to move their butts quickly and find footholds and handholds, maybe enhanced eyesight and reflexes...
Orange gets something like a calculator for people, able to see people and deduce various facts about them from sight? Enhanced intelligence?
Purple gets... healing factor? (don't ask I don't know)
Green gets a force field kind of thing.
Brown gets the power to control the minds of others, maybe instruct their machines a little.
Black gets the ultimate power- an ADMIN PASSWORD to all of the machines, allowing them to control and shut down others' powers.

Powers can manifest in a minor way or a major way, or anywhere in between. Might have none, might have all of it.

Sounds good. What sort of aspects from socialism should we take?

[crash826]

The "social classes" are just based on who claws their way to the top the best. Also, people can have their stuff appropriated by the government at any time.

[Renegade Electron]

The "social classes" are just based on who claws their way to the top the best. Also, people can have their stuff appropriated by the government at any time.

Sure! I'd imagine the royalty would just hack into whoever's AI they were taking stuff from to get away with it, maybe in the night so as to not get caught.

[crash826]

Sounds good to me. The government is nigh-nonexistent and everything is based off who works hardest for it.

So now, we must tackle that powerful and fearful subject- ROMANCE.

[Renegade Electron]

Okay.
Romance.
Maybe romance doesn't exist for the Divers - they contribute some sort of genetic material to the computers, and the computers combine it with other samples of genetic material to create new members of the species. Because of this, non-biozealot Divers have no relation with their children, and are linked with AI channels from birth.
The biozealots don't have machines to serve as intermediaries, but their reproduction is equally non-romantic. They have designated places for the storage of genetic material, and biozealots can mix any two samples of genetic material. The biozealots actually raise the children, though, instead of leaving them to AI.

[crash826]

How about romance being possible, but extraneous (due to the aforementioned Channels and genetic material stuff) and viewed as distasteful? (they only have the one, regular romance type)

I just like shipping is all <:P

[Renegade Electron]

How about romance being possible, but extraneous (due to the aforementioned Channels and genetic material stuff) and viewed as distasteful? (they only have the one, regular romance type)

I just like shipping is all <:P

Sure!

[Nust]

I thought of something: Maybe a counter organization to the Biozealots.

Perhaps the machine colonies took on a sentiency of their own, based on their owner's personality.
That's what people think, anyways. There's just a good chance that the owner's soul" or mind lived on in the machine colonies past death.
Can't think of a good name. The Ghasts?
Ghast colonies search out shells and overwrite the Divers who find them to live on.
As you can tell, Biozealots would hate their guts.

[Renegade Electron]

I thought of something: Maybe a counter organization to the Biozealots.

Perhaps the machine colonies took on a sentiency of their own, based on their owner's personality.
That's what people think, anyways. There's just a good chance that the owner's soul" or mind lived on in the machine colonies past death.
Can't think of a good name. The Ghasts?
Ghast colonies search out shells and overwrite the Divers who find them to live on.
As you can tell, Biozealots would hate their guts.

Good point - the machines handle a lot of things, so it wouldn't be unlikely for some of them to start an independent society. Maybe a session could end up with some biozealots or ghasts in it? I think that would be interesting.

[crash826]

That sounds cool to me. Perhaps the government endorses the existence of Ghasts and seeks to use them to destroy the biozealots?
And Ghastitude could be a good way to have an Aradia-esque "0kay with it" person who's died.

[Renegade Electron]

That would be a good idea!
Also, here's my Diver character:


Your name is ANGOM ALLOMAN.

You like to EXPLORE. The world is full of WEIRD THINGS, and you want to discover them! Especially things that NO DIVER HAS SEEN BEFORE. However, the world is also full of SCARY THINGS, like BIOZEALOTS and ATTRACTORS and SMART BEASTS WITH PIRATED AI. You have nearly DIED on several occasions, and you really wish you had a YELLOW PARASITE so you would have a DANGER SENSE. Unfortunately, you don't, so you just RUN AS FAST AS YOU CAN. Your AI CHANNEL keeps telling you that you're going to get hurt from it someday, but you don't really listen.

Your ORANGE PARASITE allows you to figure things out about people, which could get you into a POWERFUL POSITION, but you keep FORGETTING TO GO TO GOVERNMENT CONVENTIONS. Your AI CHANNEL usually berates you for this, but you can't help it. GOVERNMENT CONVENTIONS are so boring! You tell your AI CHANNEL to find EXPLORATION CONVENTIONS instead, but it doesn't listen to you.

Your airpithet is adventuresAplenty and you are alWAYS prePARED for aNYthing.

(What should we call the IM program and the Sburb variant?)

[Gecky]

Swarp?

Quakerschool?

[crash826]

SDrop?

and how about Aerospeakers? With airpithet as the chumhandle/trolltag?

[Renegade Electron]

SDrop?

and how about Aerospeakers? With airpithet as the chumhandle/trolltag?

Aerospeakers/airpithets sound good to me. For the chumroll/trollslum, maybe the airclique?

As for SDrop/SWarp, I think I prefer SDrop because the "s" and "d" sounds don't really go together well, just like "s" and "b" (SBurb) or "s" and "g" (SGrub.)