Hola, dear Patrons, and welcome to another chapter of Subnautica fic!
In the last chapter, which was full of asteroid-punching robots that were far less awesome than that sounds, we were introduced to Nero McGill, son of famed survivalist Craig McGill, who is himself a famous adventurer/explorer/survivalist/Stu. Nero, endangering the lives of everyone on the ship by interrupting an important asteroid-punching mission, saved Lt. Jane from possible death – but only after the aforementioned life-endangering interruption caused her to have an accident in the first place. Nero goes back to his room for some zero-G brooding set to eleventh century hymnal music, but is interrupted by Lt. Jane breaking into his room to give him a thank-you shagging.
Now that we’re sufficiently caught up, on to the fic!
Chapter 2: Brace for Impact
There better not be a Wall-o-Text heading my way, those things hurt like hell.
Hello, dear Patrons, and welcome to the start of a new fic!
This particular fic is also from the Subnautica section of ff.net, although written by a different author; I don’t typically do fics from the same source materials back to back, but I decided to make an exception this time. Let me show you the fic summary and I think you’ll see what drew my attention to this fic.
Nero is the trouble-sought son of the legendary survivalist, Craig McGill, and the young man’s most recent antics have landed him on an unplanned trip for Alterra, and smack dab in the middle of a romance with the ship’s Lieutenant. But when the Aurora crashes his new life, Subnautica has to learn the hard way that you don’t mess with a McGill.
Anyone want to play “Spot the Stu”? I’ll give you three guesses, and the first two don’t count.
I don’t even know what the hell ‘trouble-sought’ is supposed to mean. Is this guy trouble-prone, or a trouble-seeker?
So, thanks to SC, I have another chapter of this fic to power through. But after the author’s snit-fit in our comment section, the fic has apparently been deleted from ff.net so this is probably the very last chapter. So sad, much sorrow.
In the previous installment, Dumbass made it to Aurora despite not having the power reserves necessary without the PCC hand-delivering power cells to their feet (because whatever) and wandered around a bit before finally located the extremely important information that was needed to save
Crazy Casey. Oh, and Dumbass has the incredibly lethal carar infection now but isn’t that concerned about it.
Hello, dear Patrons! Hope you’re having a great Good Friday, if that’s your thing.
This is the final (for now) chapter-lump! Hoo-ray!
In the last chapter-lump, which was actually just one chapter, Dumbass and
Crazy Casey finally got to the island and decided to explore the dangerous alien wilderness in the dark. They did take the exosuit, which was smart, but decided to leave it and go on foot for most of their explorations, which was stupid. While exploring one of the abandoned Degasi bases, Crazy Casey fell and seriously fucked up her leg. She should have died while Dumbass ran back and forth to the Cyclops for a bit, but she only became conveniently unconscious so that Dumbass could heroically carry her back to the Cyclops – which is what he should have done in the first place.
Now, to the fic!
Chapter 11: Medical Attention
And again, starting exactly where the last chapter ended.
We made it onto the cyclops, she was still out cold in my arms.
And probably starting to get cold and a bit stiff, considering the amount of blood she’s lost.
Welcome back to another chapter of meandering fic featuring the “exciting” adventures of
Crazy Casey and Dumbass. In the last chapter-cluster they imploded the Seamoth, found an exosuit, squabbled a bit, and managed to find a frickin’ island after weeks of being on the planet.
And now, on to the fic!
Chapter 10: The Floating Island
Which is once again picking up exactly where the last chapter left off.
“What…is…THAT!” I yelled in fear.
Dunno. What are you looking at? Because all I see is the Void – and it keeps staring back into me, which gets very annoying.
Hello, dear Patrons!
Welcome back to more Subnautical shenanigans; in the last cluster-chapter we met Dumbass, who spent several days alone in a lifepod before venturing out for a little sightseeing. Upon returning to the lifepod, Dumbass discovered that it was a different lifepod and was promptly bashed over the head, bound to a ladder, and threatened with a knife by the occupant. They are now besties and have built a base together. However, they have left the base in a Cyclops, which had not one but TWO dramatic reveals in a cave hidden by vegetation, and are now tootling around in the Void somewhere. Oh, and
Crazy Casey managed to cobble together a two-seater Seamoth while they were onboard the Cyclops despite the fact that there would be no way for that to have happened.
And now to pick up where we left off!
Chapter 7: The Grand Reef
EXACTLY where we left off; the last chapter-bundle ended with a stray scene tag/ chapter title.
As soon as we dropped into the ocean, it was all black.
From what I remember, you two are in the jury-rigged Seamoth – maybe you should turn on the lights.
Hello, dear Patrons!
Are we all ready for a brand-new fic from a brand-new source material? (Not that you really have a choice in the matter. (Well, unless you decide to go to a different site. (But please don’t. (I GET SO LONELY!))))
Anyway. What was I saying? Oh, right! This fic comes from the Subnautica section of ff.net;
Since we haven’t had a fic from this source material, I’m going to give you a SC-style info-dump on the basics.
Prepare to have some learning shoved into your eye-holes, folks!
The game is an early-access survival/crafting game :sees many of the gamers in the audience stand up grumbing and preparing to leave: No, wait! This one is actually good!