Submariner — Sea Life

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The Reaper Aquatic is a mechanical deep-sea predator said to appear when something beneath the ocean is supposed to die—but refuses to. Its pale skull-like head sits beneath a black armored hood, while a corroded copper-and-steel body conceals pumps, gears, pressure chambers, and an artificial circulatory system filled with glowing blue coolant. Most unsettling is the enormous scythe-shaped dorsal appendage sweeping over its body. Sailors originally assumed it was decorative until damaged submersibles began returning with long, perfectly curved cuts through their hulls. According to Submariner lore, the Reaper Aquatic doesn't hunt living creatures for food. It hunts machines, wrecks, and unnatural things that have remained underwater too long.

The Riffjaw Shredfin is a rare biomechanical predator believed to have evolved—or perhaps been engineered—around strange metallic wreckage scattered across the deepest ocean trenches. Its skeleton has fused with what looks unmistakably like an electric guitar. Six strings run through its armored body and emerge directly through its enormous jaw, while pickups, frets, tuning hardware, and bridge components have become functioning organs. Submariners disagree about its origin. Some believe discarded instruments from a lost underwater civilization somehow bonded with native deep-sea life. Others claim the Shredfin was deliberately created as a living weapon. The strangest theory says music came first: an unknown underwater signal caused metal, bone, and marine life to assemble themselves into the creature. When threatened, the Riffjaw doesn't simply roar—it plays. An adult is approximately 18–25 feet long, although Submariner sonar has detected unidentified specimens potentially exceeding 35 feet. Despite its appearance, it isn't constantly aggressive. It patrols territories slowly until vibrations from submarines, engines, drilling equipment—or especially music—attract its attention. Its signature sound begins as a low underwater electrical hum. As it approaches, the strings running through its body vibrate sympathetically, producing something resembling a heavily distorted guitar chord heard through thousands of feet of water. During an attack, its jaws open and the strings scream into a rising feedback shriek before it charges. Curiously, playing guitar back at one may change its behavior. Matching its riff can cause the creature to stop, circle the submarine, and answer with another sequence of notes. That has given Submariners one important rule: If you hear a guitar solo outside the submarine, don't run. Listen for the next note.

In the deepest pit of the Pacific, where the Mariana Trench folds into darkness older than continents, sailors whisper of a creature they call Gorathuun the Dredge‑Maw. The name comes from an old Chamorro phrase meaning the one who drags the dead through the deep, though no one agrees on who first spoke it. They say Gorathuun was not born but formed, a slow accumulation of centuries of rot, pressure, and forgotten things sinking from the world above. Whale bones, shipwrecks, ancient carcasses — all drifting downward until the abyss shaped them into a single living mass. A fish, but not truly a fish. A beast, but not truly alive. The Dredge‑Maw’s Hunger Gorathuun does not hunt like other predators. It waits. It listens. The trench is so silent that even a drifting carcass echoes, and when Gorathuun hears that faint tremor, it moves — slowly, painfully, dragging its massive folds of flesh through the water. Its jaw, wide enough to swallow a shark whole, opens in a lazy grin. The slime around it thickens, forming a drifting cloud that pulls prey inward like a slow underwater vortex. Anything caught in the ooze is doomed. The maw closes, and the trench grows quiet again. The Abyssal Pact Old ocean lore says Gorathuun is a guardian of the trench. Not benevolent — simply territorial. It keeps the deepest zone untouched, swallowing anything that dares descend too far. Submersibles that vanish without explanation are said to have crossed into its domain. Some deep‑sea explorers claim that if you listen closely in the hadal darkness, you can hear a slow, wet rumble — the sound of Gorathuun breathing, or dreaming, or remembering the centuries of dead things that formed its body. The Final Tale The oldest legend says that Gorathuun will rise only once. Not to attack the surface, but to die. When the slime stops flowing and the folds of flesh stiffen, the Dredge‑Maw will float upward like a grotesque balloon of decay. And when it reaches the sunlight f

Half mermaid, half piranha - lovable but will rip you apart if you upset her.

A strange steampunk fish built from dark wood plating, brass joints, and riveted metal seams. Its bulging eyes and long pointed nose give it an eerie appearance, while its insides are filled with gears, springs, and other ticking mechanisms instead of organs. It moves through the water in stiff, twitchy bursts, trailing faint creaks and metallic clicks behind it. Many believe it is an old artificial construct that somehow became part of the ocean ecosystem. Not edible. When harvested, it yields crafting parts instead of meat, including cogs, springs, brass fittings, valves, and treated wood scraps. It is usually found near wrecks, abandoned machinery, and debris fields. Curious but not highly aggressive, it often nudges submarines and loose objects with its long nose.

An notoriously territorial reef predator that creates deafening, high-pitched shrieks whenever another creature enters its vicinity. It refuses to take any bait offered by apprentice fishermen, demanding to be hooked only by the Captain. Features a rigid, sharp dorsal fin swept dramatically forward over its left eye—giving it that iconic, angled "can-I-speak-to-the-manager" silhouette. A particularly aggressive specimen of Haircut-Bass, distinguished by its perpetual state of offense. This fish does not merely inhabit a territory; it manages it. Any deviation from its established coral formations results in an immediate and high-decibel protest. Catch Location: Shallow, high-traffic coastal waters Agitated Expressions: Unblinking, wide, glaring eyes with bright pink, inflamed gills that flare out in perpetual outrage. Its value is highly volatile, as it frequently attempts to write reviews that crash its own price. Average Length: 3.5 ft to 4.2 ft (1.0 m – 1.3 m) Average Weight: 45 to 65 lbs (20 kg – 29 kg) Height (including crest): 1.8 ft (0.55 m) Scale Classification: Medium Reef Predator Fun Size Comparison: It's roughly the size of a heavy-set bulldog, making it uncomfortably large to carry back to your ship, but just small enough to demand to speak with your captain at eye level.

this is an irradiated yellow fish with too many eyes from the highly polluted Lake Springfield . it found it's way into the open ocean by way of a small stream leading to the Missouri River out to sea. Not good for eating.

Banned from three different ocean realms for reckless arrogance and total refusal to swim like a normal fish. He claims he lost his original body in an underground high-stakes poker game, but nobody has the heart (or the patience) to ask how he ended up stuck in a melon. He floats around at eye level, judges everyone’s outfit, and demands respect he hasn't earned. Stubborn: If you try to push him out of the way, he just floats right back to the exact spot he was in. Lazy: Refuses to move fast unless he's fleeing. If he gets tired, he literally just drops to the floor with a heavy, wet THUD and waits for someone to carry him. Average Length 30 – 40 cm (12 – 16 in) Average Weight 4.5 – 6.8 kg (10 – 15 lbs) Environment: Shallow tropical reefs, coastal brackish estuaries, and warm surface currents. Depth Range: Surface to 10 meters (33 ft).