Lucia preferred the tranquility of the underwater world to the hectic, more populated surface. She'd worked with the Ocean Reef Group, helping to maintain Nemo's Garden, an agricultural experiment off the coast of the Italian Riviera that grew samples of land-based crops in underwater greenhouses called biospheres. But after storms & the pandemic cut off access to the project for months, the team was pared back to a skeleton crew, & she was cut loose. Not long into her hunt for a new job, she was contacted by a company called Reprion & recruited to work on their research submarine, the Thalassa. Eager to get back underwater, she didn't ask as many questions as she probably should have. Multiple months & dives later, she was still not entirely clear what, exactly, Reprion intended the sub & its crew to research. The sub itself was unlike any other she'd known; the tasks she was required to perform on an average day often seemed unrelated to each other, to anything the rest of the team was doing, or, at worst, to the cause of science entirely. She was presumably gathering data on newly discovered forms of aquatic life, but in her estimation, there was too much data, too many new forms of life discovered too quickly, too easily. Unlike more familiar sea life, many of them were not at all skittish, rather, they swam right up into the sub's moon pool as if happy to see her. Perhaps strangest of all, her contract stipulated that while on board, she must wear a seemingly random piece of jewelry, a smooth black ring, at all times. She still could not determine if the ring was glass, metal, ceramic, plastic… She doubted she'd ever know, unless she tried to destroy it. And despite the strangeness of her purported mission, satisfying that particular curiosity was not worth losing another well-paying gig that kept her underwater.
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Many girls in many dimensions, one mysterious piece of jewelry…

Sonata
Sonata rarely had cause to visit the main floor of her building, preferring to keep to her own rented office space upstairs. Like her patients, she generally preferred privacy. But her patients had been more distracted than usual lately, reporting a wide variety of confusing phenomena upon entering the building, ever since it had been purchased by the mysterious new owners, and the bank that used to occupy the ground floor became… something else…
Tricia
There was no universe in which Tricia was not obsessed with flight. In tandem with her obsession came its inevitable, plentiful opposition: a cavalcade of obstacles meant to prevent her ascent to the skies…
Persephone
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Talula
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Xerew
Like any artist in her gallery's stable who desired to remain as such, Xerew was required to attend all opening night celebrations during which at least one of her works hung on the walls. But instead of schmoozing & selling herself or her paintings (as the gallery would obviously prefer she do), she tended to find herself more interested in determining who amongst the crowd was actually human (and if so, just how human).
Zofya
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Elisa
Elisa, trying to figure out just what, exactly, this random street fair is celebrating…
Parker
Parker, in the future, on her scooter, readying to no longer be parked…
Cherry
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Aannii
Aannii, drinking coffee, in a teacup, in space…
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