"I visualize a time when we will be to robots what dogs are to humans. And I am rooting for the machines." — Claude Shannon
I woke to the smell of water.. Cold.. Cold water...
Floating. Buoyancy. not Feeling any weight. slightly damp. It was a very strange sensation...
Slowly. I opened my eyes and realized I was in a very strange situation.. I.. seemed to be underwater but still somehow fine for some reason. Then I got a look and almost screamed.
It wasn't about exactly how or where or how I got here. but it was the fact I was somehow operational underwater. All around me.. as far as i could see.. was water... Nothing but water. I was on my back in all of this water. and knowing what I was in prompted me to thrash around. and in this swinging around i managed to stand up.
On the water. Standing.
That should not happen. and yet I feel like it is natural.
Despite my desperation. a part of my mind took the time to think this over.
First i went to sleep and then.. and then i was dreaming i think? I remember feeling warm only to suddenly get very cold. Someone was talking to me? I can't remember what they said but they said I was to decide 'Destiny' or 'Fate' or something. and then the sensations... It was warm. something different. Then there was pain when I heard the sound of steel being hammered into shape with a hammer...
And then I woke up in who-knows-how-deep water.
I would have made it to the surface faster had my own surprise not caught me. I opened my mouth and gasped in reaction to how cold the water was and sucked in a load of water... From there. It had been a struggle to reach the surface to breathe even as I heard something like.. Water flooding into a ship's hull.
It had been... maybe.. Minutes ago? I don't have my phone so I can't say. but it felt like I was underwater for a time. coughing up water before struggling over into standing up. Which made me realize something.
If I had somehow survived all of this. There was no way I was a human anymore.. It would be impossible even by my standards... If anything, I should have went down due to lethal cold or simply not being able to breathe.
There were other hints to my new nature however. like the painted steel that sat off to either side of my body and the Red hood on my head.
The whole water-walking thing was also a major giveaway to just what I was.
It was then that I realized that I was... a Kansen. Kanmusu. And just as i thought this and remembered the shipgirl OCs i made in my past. Of my old roleplaying hobbies catching up to me, I felt the mental strain of having to manage all of my subsystems coming to me.. Modules.. Targeting systems... Guns... Reactor... Aircraft status...
And just as I screamed. it begged the question-Who shipgirl i was?
2023 Writer here:Well well well, it has been a long time. ya all, Sorry about my hiatus. but due to me taking up language lessons and grinding away i just haven't had the time lately. along with motivation failure and such.
I do plan to continue, but a big overhaul is in order, The 2021 version has some really strange choice of words and grammar problems. plus i was being ambivalent about the inner workings of this world. Also, now that it's loyalty to the British, the multiple paths (OPFOR. Independent) are not really considered anymore. The warnings of this story will still stay the same though!
The Siren-centric version later spun off into PURPLE SHIFT. Which was also supposed to bring Interaction to the chapters in that you could go to the review section and leave your opinion on how i should behave or do. which would partly influence the story (For example:Stay at home/Go against orders and sortie no matter what). but even that one is too on hiatus.
And as I've said before;Nobody does this without subtly inserting theirselves as the commander for a instant harem. isn't it? So why not buck that trend and start OUT as the walking weapons instead?