#anyways back to FISHINGGG

[ebitenpura]

having dredge brainrot that simultaneously mixes with mermay vibes so now i'm having swtor AU thoughts. stop me

• Theron is a fish warden. He's come to these particular islands of Rishi chasing his family's fabled sea legend- Revan, a fish of unknown size and quantity who caused great destruction hundreds of years back and was passed down as a tale in his family. There were rumors the fish had been caught long ago, but his recent resurfacing spells otherwise.

• Wherever Revan goes, seafarers and people in the coastal villages slowly go mad-- abandoning their lives to wander out to sea, chanting his name, pledging themselves to his service... and for awhile they look just like a weird cult as the sea tends to make, but they keep growing to the point its become a problem. they've even started choking the fishmarkets with fish that have harsh lines scored into their face-- like trying to recreate a mask.

• Theron pisses quite a few of them off asking too many questions and overall making no friends as a non-local, but they've even infiltrated the local fishing authorities and now he has to sneak around to track Revan, mostly traveling out by boat at night.

• This runs him into some strange company when he investigates the dredge of a failed science vessel formerly occupied by a Darok and Arkous, many of the species he encounters there a frankenstein of some...other thing that are immediately aggressive and try to sink him. He does a pretty good job at fending them off, but it's difficult when he's trying to salvage whatever information lays in it at the same time.

• He's in a spot of trouble until the water suddenly clouds with red-- and all the aggressive fish gnawing at his ship's underbelly float to the surface, completely bisected.

• Through a telescope, he sees a white head break the water's surface. Then a face. It disappears into the deep again.

• He nearly jumps out of his skin when there's a knocking on his cabin door. He opens it, and...

• There's a man peering over the railing, sopping wet, with big dark eyes-- almost doeful. Theron waves the lantern just as they pull themselves up and over with a slimy flop, and their bottom half is that of...a fish? A shark? Hard to tell, but it's definitely attached. Theron thinks the warnings about seeing illusions in fog are warnings he should've heeded. He thinks the lower half is as dark as their skin until he realizes it's wet with the blood of the fish attacking him. That razor sharp tail says it all. It thumps into the deck like a knife whapping against wood.

• He has half a mind to scare it off with a harpoon before it makes fishmeal out of him too, but then he notices the odd headgear it's wearing. Like earphones attached to a collar.

• Curiosity overtakes him, and he steadily approaches trying to look as non-threatening as possible so he can get close enough to investigate, but the fishman doesn't even seem bothered if not equally curious, the widening of sclera being any clue.

• On closer inspection, the collar is definitely a radio collar with a mic built-in. It already looked funny. There's no logo or insignia except for a numbered code, #0008. Eight?

• He tries to remove it, only to be stopped by a curt voice coming from the speaker-holes. "I would appreciate it if you did not tamper with my equipment, ally or not."

• It takes him a second to realize the accent is Imperial and that the voice is not the fishman speaking, but rather a female one from an unknown caller. This sets his suspicions on edge, and he asks why he should listen to anything they have to say.

• "For the record, we appear to have the same goal: catching Revan. We can combine our forces to further our mutual interests, unless you'd rather my Cipher not have intervened."

• Cipher. Theron's heard tales of them, but never having seen one in-person, thought it to be another fable. The unknown sea creatures trained by the Empire to perform marine reconnaissance and undersea mine-laying, with many reports detailing only the floating corpses they leave behind. He's heard of mer too, but not this kind. The ones they call the assassins of the sea, who leap over sailing vessels with bladed fins and by the time they've passed starboard side, the heads have rolled from the entire crew. Bad omens and even more elusive creatures.

• Theron can't deny how much he does want to satisfy curiosity, stubbornness aside, and agrees to ally with the voice of the Cipher's handler. She reveals herself as a Lana Beniko, former crew to Arkous, and the one who documented his sailing trips until he succumbed to the Revanite fever.

• And that's the basic premise. Basically follows a lot of the SoR storyline with a lot of fish thrown in. Theron is also revealed later to *also* be part-mer, with Revan having been once human but became full fish after witnessing something in the sea that changed them forever, but it affected his bloodline in consequently weaker stages of mer qualities with each generation.

• Sith like Jadus and the Emperor are Great Old Ones of the sea, with colossal bodies that can hardly be seen from the ocean floor, and strange sway over the marine populace.

[zeeseventeen]

#yeah i based the ciphers off how they used to train dolphins to stick mines to subs lol #also eight as a mer would be really cute.#anyways back to FISHINGGG #plz imagine theron reeling a line with rolled up waders

How dare you make me love this concept, and all you did was say “Sith like Jadus and the Emperor are Great Old Ones of the sea, with colossal bodies that can hardly be seen from the ocean floor, and strange sway over the marine populace.”  How dare you make this sound amazing.

having dredge brainrot that simultaneously mixes with mermay vibes so now i'm having swtor AU thoughts. stop me

• Theron is a fish warden. He's come to these particular islands of Rishi chasing his family's fabled sea legend- Revan, a fish of unknown size and quantity who caused great destruction hundreds of years back and was passed down as a tale in his family. There were rumors the fish had been caught long ago, but his recent resurfacing spells otherwise.

• Wherever Revan goes, seafarers and people in the coastal villages slowly go mad-- abandoning their lives to wander out to sea, chanting his name, pledging themselves to his service... and for awhile they look just like a weird cult as the sea tends to make, but they keep growing to the point its become a problem. they've even started choking the fishmarkets with fish that have harsh lines scored into their face-- like trying to recreate a mask.

• Theron pisses quite a few of them off asking too many questions and overall making no friends as a non-local, but they've even infiltrated the local fishing authorities and now he has to sneak around to track Revan, mostly traveling out by boat at night.

• This runs him into some strange company when he investigates the dredge of a failed science vessel formerly occupied by a Darok and Arkous, many of the species he encounters there a frankenstein of some...other thing that are immediately aggressive and try to sink him. He does a pretty good job at fending them off, but it's difficult when he's trying to salvage whatever information lays in it at the same time.

• He's in a spot of trouble until the water suddenly clouds with red-- and all the aggressive fish gnawing at his ship's underbelly float to the surface, completely bisected.

• Through a telescope, he sees a white head break the water's surface. Then a face. It disappears into the deep again.

• He nearly jumps out of his skin when there's a knocking on his cabin door. He opens it, and...

• There's a man peering over the railing, sopping wet, with big dark eyes-- almost doeful. Theron waves the lantern just as they pull themselves up and over with a slimy flop, and their bottom half is that of...a fish? A shark? Hard to tell, but it's definitely attached. Theron thinks the warnings about seeing illusions in fog are warnings he should've heeded. He thinks the lower half is as dark as their skin until he realizes it's wet with the blood of the fish attacking him. That razor sharp tail says it all. It thumps into the deck like a knife whapping against wood.

• He has half a mind to scare it off with a harpoon before it makes fishmeal out of him too, but then he notices the odd headgear it's wearing. Like earphones attached to a collar.

• Curiosity overtakes him, and he steadily approaches trying to look as non-threatening as possible so he can get close enough to investigate, but the fishman doesn't even seem bothered if not equally curious, the widening of sclera being any clue.

• On closer inspection, the collar is definitely a radio collar with a mic built-in. It already looked funny. There's no logo or insignia except for a numbered code, #0008. Eight?

• He tries to remove it, only to be stopped by a curt voice coming from the speaker-holes. "I would appreciate it if you did not tamper with my equipment, ally or not."

• It takes him a second to realize the accent is Imperial and that the voice is not the fishman speaking, but rather a female one from an unknown caller. This sets his suspicions on edge, and he asks why he should listen to anything they have to say.

• "For the record, we appear to have the same goal: catching Revan. We can combine our forces to further our mutual interests, unless you'd rather my Cipher not have intervened."

• Cipher. Theron's heard tales of them, but never having seen one in-person, thought it to be another fable. The unknown sea creatures trained by the Empire to perform marine reconnaissance and undersea mine-laying, with many reports detailing only the floating corpses they leave behind. He's heard of mer too, but not this kind. The ones they call the assassins of the sea, who leap over sailing vessels with bladed fins and by the time they've passed starboard side, the heads have rolled from the entire crew. Bad omens and even more elusive creatures.

• Theron can't deny how much he does want to satisfy curiosity, stubbornness aside, and agrees to ally with the voice of the Cipher's handler. She reveals herself as a Lana Beniko, former crew to Arkous, and the one who documented his sailing trips until he succumbed to the Revanite fever.

• And that's the basic premise. Basically follows a lot of the SoR storyline with a lot of fish thrown in. Theron is also revealed later to *also* be part-mer, with Revan having been once human but became full fish after witnessing something in the sea that changed them forever, but it affected his bloodline in consequently weaker stages of mer qualities with each generation.

• Sith like Jadus and the Emperor are Great Old Ones of the sea, with colossal bodies that can hardly be seen from the ocean floor, and strange sway over the marine populace.