00 · THE CROWDING · 0 M 2071. Ten billion people. The land is full.
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CONTACT · RAIDER · 1.2 KM · HOSTILE
When the land filled up, thirty million people moved below the waves. Drowned towns became foundations. Turbines became reefs.
The sea was supposed to be empty.
BIOLOGIC · ORCA · 2 RIDERS
The charter habitats failed one after another. The money went up; the crews stayed down and kept the boats.
Piracy is the only industry still booming.
BIOLOGIC · HUMPBACK · 640 M
Take the job. Haul salvage between rig markets, trade what the habitats are short of, refit your boat with what you earn, and decide how honest you can afford to be.
In the spirit of the classic 1990s submarine trading sims.
SOLO CAMPAIGN · COMING AS A FREE UPDATE
CONTACT · ATTACK SUB · SILENT RUNNING
Salt and temperature stack the sea in layers, and every layer bends sound. Slip under the line, cut the drive, and the sonar above you sees a mirror.
Silence is a weapon.
Charter companies, salvage cooperatives and the crews who outlived both. They go down in graphite hulls with orange escape capsules, and they light the dark with sodium lamps because they are afraid of it.
A hidden aquatic people who have watched the sub lanes for generations. They ride real sea animals as partners, never pets, and they hear every engine long before they see its light.
Two sides, one stretch of water. Every player starts each match with the same purse and spends it on a vessel or a bondmate, then on weapons and tools. Nobody brings an advantage from outside the match.
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Street grid, tram tunnels, four control points between harbour and cathedral square.
A 300 m wide basalt cut with a deep current. Ledge route above, trench floor below, cavern tunnels for the Vael.
BIOLOGIC · MANTA · VAEL HEALER
The Vael keep their dead in the song, passed from voice to voice across whole ocean basins.
To them, engine noise kills the dead a second time.
UNKNOWN · 16 M · NOT ON CHARTS
