The Pirates of the Everyocean (ahoy!)

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  1. Setting (open)

    Year 2067
    A large alien spaceship hovers over Earth. The humanity is scared, ready to fire at them at any second. A diplomatic representative gets down from the ship to communicate with the UN. They offer Earth a seat on the Galactic Union, to make humans a part of the most sucessful nations on the galaxy and to let them take and share technology with the other planets that were a part of the Union. The earthling people are suspicious, thinking that it could be a scam to take over their world. After several months deliberating and seeing as the alien still hadn't attacked them, the governments of all the world agreed to join the Galactic Union. Some special islands are given to the variety of aliens as a gift.

    Year 2068
    Aliens have started to travel to other places besides the chosen islands, spreading across the planet. Most of the humans don't like them and still think they're up to something. Earth starts to share its technology with the Galactic Union, and also start to have access to the technology shared from other civilization, except weapons, because according to the deal, only a planet with over a hundred years being a part of the Union can have access to galactic level weapons. The governments take a particular interest in a massive machine capable of producing water. They start to make a deal to get all the blueprints and tools to make the machine. At the end of the year, a few interspecies relationships begin to pop around.

    Year 2098
    Thirty years after the start of the deal, all the civilizations involved with the making of the "Pure H2O Machine" finally agreed to share every single tool and give all the blueprints to Earth. Scientists from everywhere start to work on the building of the project. Product of the interspecies relationships, several "crossbreeds" spread around. They're targeted by several racial factions. About ten thousand aliens are living on Earth, but the number of "crossbreeds" are reaching the fifty thousand mark.

    Year 2102
    The machine has just finished being built. It is ready to produce drinking water enough for everyone on the planet, and will carry it through several "delivery pipes" set in strategic points on Earth. The government covered the machine with an almost indestructible shell, as to hold on against attacks from several extremists factions from Earth. The machine starts. Ten minutes later, it goes out of control, producing an absurd quantity of water. All the possible measures are taken, but due to the strong shell built with alien tech, apparently no earthly weapon is capable of destroying the machine. After a day of activity, the machine has swallowed entire cities by raising the tides. The Earth begs the Union to destroy the machine. They ask for time to deliberate. Impatient, the government launchs a giant missile over the machine, destroying it along with most of its surrounding. But some of the alien material in the machine evaporated, creating a seemingly everlasting rain that just kept the tides going higher and higher. The Union breaks its bonds with Earth, stating that the humans "should have waited for the appropriate measures and shouldn't have rushed in such a serious matter".

    Year 2107
    The rain finally stops, but it's no good. Most of the planet has flooded. Only fifty percent of the humans are still alive. People start to build makeshift harbours in the last thousand islands remaining on Earth. Most of the population are living in ships built with alien and human tech. The ones with more money live on the islands, building more houses for those who can afford it. Due to the contact with the organic alien compounds who fell underwater, the plants and animals start to evolve quickly to adapt to the new environment, all of them becoming amphibian or simply underwater species. Although the Union has broken its bonds with Earth, it left a small space station hovering over the planet, saying that the Earth could join the deal once more if it were to become an economic interest again.

    Prologue (open)

    Chapter 0: Done and Gone
    "'s not like there'll be any unforeseen consequences"
    ~Jack, the Bold

    "Turn around, will ya? I want to get home and I want to get there fast. We finally have some land to set our feet in and you guys keep being lazy about our ways. Turn the bloody ship!", captain Hooligan yelled, while running across the whole deck. His brown tanned skin was turning into a whiter shade of pale at every second. Maybe it was the climate at the Post Alaska region, or maybe it was just the fear that was growing under his skin, he couldn't tell the difference. Cold or not, he had the feeling that the place would give him chills anyway. Especially now that they were carrying such a dangerous merchandising.

    Finally, the ship turned back. Hooligan felt satisfied for it. "Yes, ya fags! That was a nice fucking turn right there, perfect, untouchable. Not a single scratch from the ice on my ship. I'll pay a bastards a nice and warm cup of beer once we get back on the ground!", the crew yelled at celebration at the captain's words. The captain returned to his cabin, glad that it was all over. After he placed his feet over the desk, he started to analyzed the small box inside his pocket. A chromed b0x the size of a small TV remote. He opened it carefully. Inside, another chromed object, a cylinder, laying over a wine colored velvet. Taking the cylinder in one of his hands, he started to analyze it. What was the importance of that thing anyway? On its sides, there was several alien inscriptions, but that didn't mean anything. One could easily say that the thing was just alien junk.

    The young and tall quartermaster Charles walked inside with a smile. His normally brown hair was turning gray, probably due to the alien chemicals on the water. The captain showed the cylinder at his hand. "Can ya believe? That this little thing is what brought us here? Such a large bounty for it...". The quartermaster sat down at the opposite chair on the captain's desk. "What is it anyway?", Charlie asked, curious. "I dunno, and I don't want to know", the captain said, putting the cylinder back inside its box. "In this line of business, the less we know about it, the better". The quartermaster smiled again. "I agree".

    Before Charles could ask what would the captain do with his share of the money, both of them fell to the ground, sliding to the left. The ship had suffered a severe blow on the right side. "What the fuck was that?!", the captain said, yelling and getting up, running towards the door of his room. On the deck, the crew was scared. The ship had returned to its normal position, but nobody had a clue of what happened. "I asked: What the fuck was that?", the captain repeated. He looked to the side, one his gunners trembling. The young tiny man mumbled "M-monster...". "What?", the captain asked.

    Then, the ship was swallowed by a giant mouth with phosphorescent teeth.

    Meanwhile, at a bar in the Pacific...

    Welcome to the Flying Fox crew!
    I think y'all are gonna do well in 'ere!"

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