February 18, 2011
It was a dark night, in the Brockton bay ship graveyard. The night was silent as the full moon lit reflected off the freezing water. The cold winter air caused a few of the hulls to creak as a breeze blew through. When suddenly a humanoid shape stirred awake.
“Oww… Did somebody get the license plate of the truck that hit me?” Is asked aloud.
The silence resumes as the girl watches the condensation from her breath.
“My voice is several octaves higher than it should be, and why don’t I feel cold,” She says aloud.
“Hey!”
“Oh… I got Isekaied and appear to be a ship girl, well crap… might as just roll with it,” She says, standing up shakily.
“Hey!”
“What do you all mean you aren’t my crew?” The girl asks
“Hey”
“I’m the USS Georgia? Wasn’t that a pre-dreadnought battleship? I am fairly certain I am not the Nuclear Submarine… I’m completely obsolete!” Georgia shouts
“Hey! HEY!”
“The paper Battleship Georgia? So now I know what I am. Now I need to know where I am.” Georgia says
Georgia leans against a steel hull of one of the freighters using her radar and spotters to try and determine a location.
“I’m tempted to launch a scout plane, however the ships here would get in the way.” Georgia thinks
With that thought, the Freighter she is leaning on disappears in a mote of light becoming a blue cube which is instantly stored aboard in her cargo hold.
“Okay then… did we just get materials we could use to upgrade me?” Georgia asks, confused.
“Hey!”
“Oh if we get enough we can also place it down as a ship as well? I should take as many of these as possible then.” Georgia says shocked
Looking out into the bay Georgia notices a giant oil freighter blocking the shipping channel.
“Ship Graveyard… Giant freighter… Dead shipping city. Hey, are we picking up a radio in use by a department called the PRT?” Georgia asks
“Hey?”
“Well shit,” Georgia says
“Turn off the radar! Stop all radio traffic and only listen to incoming signals. I need to collect as many ships as I can before people show up.” Georgia says
‘Wish I had the date, or that I was modernized and wasn't running off of 1940s tech. Internet access would be great right now. So plan, go to the dock workers. I can pretend my Powers allow me to scrap, move and build ships with powers. I could help Mr. Hebert restart the economy here, and probably meet Taylor’ Georgia thinks.
“Could we use the blue cubes to perform some retrofits? Like a digital fire control computer rather than analog? Or maybe get some computers in here?” Georgia asks her crew as another member of the Ship Graveyard disappears.
“Hey… Hey?”
“Really? We can, that's great. Also, it's fine I’ve got a plan.” Georgia says
“Hey.”
“Speaking of which, if you all aint my crew who are you?” Georgia asks
“Hey.”
“So.. I've got some of the New Jersey crew, along with some shipbuilders and engineers… Das ist gut.” Georgia says
‘I know german? Wait, am I calling on knowledge from my crew?’ Georgia thinks about several things. Knowledge that she normally wouldn't have had been crammed into her head.
“Hey!”
“You want to use a cargo room for engineering and designing?” Georgia asks having run out of ships on the beach and was moving out skating across the water to start getting the ones in the bay.
“Hey”
“Sure That sounds great, once we start to modernize we should have plenty of room once we start to replace some of the analog components. I remember that New Jersey also served as a repair ship and machine shop in the Persian Gulf.” Georgia says looking back at the coast towards the docks. One of the few warehouses has the lights on with a few security people and a decrepit fence surrounding some of the port's infrastructure.
“Found you,” Georgia says while sailing towards the people.
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Georgia is sitting in a dimly lit office of a warehouse. The few street lights out of the window are barely lighting the area, with a very nervous man sitting across from her.
‘I get that he saw me walking on water, however, it's not like I'm the second coming of Jesus. You would think that the Broktonites were used to parahuman shenanigans by this point.’ Georgia thinks
“So can I get you anything, miss?”
“A job? Hi, my name is Georgia and I want your Union to hire me.” Georgia says
“What?”
“I mean this is a union right? You need people doing PR. I have a degree in management with a specialty in customer service and public relations.” Georgia says with a smile
“Aren’t you a cape?” the man asks
“So, what's your name?” Georgia asks while also not answering the question.
“My name is Kurt.”
“RIght, Kurt. How much do you think it would take to get the old ferry running, along with using some of the unused docks for something like a museum ship? It shouldn’t be too hard to even put in a semi-dry birthing like the USS Kidd has.” Georgia says excitedly
“Why would we do that? And how would we get approval for the ship? Most of the mothball fleet is scrapped or was stolen by parahuman warlords.” Kurt says
“I’ll worry about the ship. Anyways you should probably give the head of hiring a call since the ship graveyard is gone.” Georgia says with a smile.
“What!” Kurt shouts before running to the window.
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At the Hebert Household 4 am.
Taylor wakes up and heads downstairs to answer the phone. When she picks it up she recognizes the voice of Kurt who was asking for her father.
“Dad! Kurt is on the phone! Something about an emergency at the DWU!” Taylor shouts
“I'm coming Taylor!” Danny says, making his way down the stairs.
“Hey, dad,” Taylor says with a yawn once her dad gets into the kitchen.
“You should get back to bed Little Owl, It's Friday and you've got school in three hours,” Danny says
“Right, have a good night dad,” Taylor says heading back upstairs. There are enough bugs in the phone for her to listen in anyway.
“Danny we need you at the DWU offices now. There's a girl here and she wants to meet you. The ship graveyard, it’s gone Danny,” Kurt says over the phone.
“Hey, Taylor, are you still awake?” Danny asks
“Yeah!?” Is heard from upstairs.
“I’ve got to get to work! Something came up!” Danny shouts.
“Okay, dad!” Taylor shouts
Once the door closes.
“I wish my costume was done,” Taylor says, knowing her dad is about to go meet a cape unprotected.
How does mc know about Hebert , they didn't know where they were a moment before that.
the heys made no sense to me even with just trying to think of it as a fairy . A lot is just left out description wise around them and the heys don't help with the half a conversation we got, then mc just starts doing things, very hollow.
I can understand why people are confused. Especially if their mind hasn't been corrupted by the eldritch entities of fan fiction. The Hey's made sense to me.
YES THANK YOU! However, I think we may be too far gone at this point.
@Commonnerfer SAMEE!!! It's like hmm, Pokémon go for me. Like pika pika? Ohhh okay it got it lol.
Way too confusing. The story idea has potential, but I don't know who the characters are or why I should care about them. The "Hey Heys" made no sense. There was no introspection from the MC... shouldn't she be considering her new situation somewhat instead of instantly adapting? From my perspective, a random superhero I'm not given any reason to care about shows up and starts using OP powers. I won't be following this story.
I mean... It is a fanfic, if you don't know worm then you won't know some characters.
@Commonnerfer That's no excuse. i've read lots of fanfics where I had never seen or read the source material, and still loved the story and didn't feel confused. Some of them interested me in the source material so much I read or viewed the source, just to learn more. This story has not done those things.
@Sable You should learn not to judge a book by its cover It's only the first chapter the characters aren't filled out yet you bearly understand the characters because you don't know them you may not have read Worm or played Azure Lane so just wait until you can cohesively put two and two together to understand mystery is a good thing depending on how you take it
@Sable Agreed, this thing is a mess. I don't think its even worth bothering with the other chapters.
@JCountry Don't be mean to the author the did actually pretty good on this first chapter
@Treythedane2 Its a start, yes, and I wasn't being mean. this first one is a mess. The first chapter of a work needs to be clear, coherent and establish its characters. Fan-fic or not, the author must presume the audience knows nothing. In addition, this first chapter simply rushes through the initial waking of our protag, which leaves the protag as rather empty. The constant, 'hey' lines are confusing and ultimately lack a payoff. It needs a rewrite, but if you look at it as a first draft then its fine.
@JCountry Ok I get what you mean I is hard to understand and you also need to do an MC introduction somewhere during the first chapter to third