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1 ♢ Little Mermaid
♢ Mer
♢ One of you is a mer person with something you want. The other is a powerful mage who can possibly give it to you. Can an arrangement be made...?

2 ♢ Exploration
♢ Mer and/or Human
♢ Whatever you are, your curiosity has gotten the best of you. Whether it's a sunken shipwreck on the bottom of the ocean or a mysterious cove hidden away along the cliffside... Venturing with a friend or running into something unexpected... What will you find?

3 ♢ Exchange
♢ Mer and/or Human
♢ Sometimes, territories are broached, but it's not always a bad thing. Whether you're of entirely different species, or just from different seas, you've met in peaceful circumstances- perhaps as a direct result of those! So it's time for a cultural exchange. Just ignore the fresh water mer.

4 ♢ For Science
♢ Mer and Human
♢ This is a one in a lifetime chance.... for at least one person. Are you on an isolated island? A ship far out to sea? A highly funded aquarium? Or perhaps even a laboratory with more than questionable methods... Either way, you have the chance now to study something rarely seen before. How will it turn out for both of you?

5 ♢ Ariel's Dream
♢ Mer and/or Human
♢ Some say it's impossible for a mer to live on dry land... except that's been quietly proven wrong. One of you has taken to living among humans, whether for years or still learning the ropes. As for the other... Are you a concerned friend, checking in on them from the sea? Or are you a landdweller, stumbling onto a great secret?

6 ♢ Sea Life
♢ Mer and Human
♢ While they have the legs for landdwelling, some humans seem to have more saltwater in their veins than blood, and those are the kinds of humans that end up with dealing with the mysteries of the sea the most. A surfer catching waves with shark mer? A pirate bartering with sirens for safe passage? A fisherman working together with those who know fish best? There's all sorts.

7 ♢ Stranded
♢ Mer and Human
♢ Well, fuck. Good job. One way or another, you're stuck where you shouldn't be. Whether that's a human lost in the tides, or a mer trapped against the land, you need help.... So don't be picky with what you do get.

8 ♢ Not Safe For Water
♢ Mer and/or Human
♢ The scenario made explicitly for Guillermo Del Toro and anyone who was extremely anxious for a xeno sex scene in The Shape Of Water. Get your smut on. Feel free to mix and match it with any of the other scenarios as well.

9 ♢ Siren Song
♢ Mer and Human
♢ Sometimes, there's a good reason people fear the too wide expanse of the sea, or how deep its depths an reach... Strange songs which string through coastal towns and cause disappearances... The sound of something slipping through the water around a ship in the dead of night... Unexplained shapes which flicker outside of deep-sea vessels or submarines or installations. Do you want to know what's out there?

10 ♢ Capture
♢ Mer and Human
♢ Sometimes, there's a good reason why people fear humans. You don't belong here, being gawked at through thick aquarium glass or trapped in a too-small freakshow tank, but what can you do? Is there anyone who cares for your plight, or are there only people responsible for it?

11 ♢ Chance Encounter
♢ Mer and Human
♢ Well, this is awkward. You didn't mean to stumble onto a mer just... there, doing whatever, on the beach or by the docks or tangled up in your fishing net, but, well. It's happened. Now what?

12 ♢ Transformation
♢ Mer and/or Human
♢ For one reason or another, you want to go where you've never gone before... A mer, venturing on the land either as a rare chance or every day business? Or a human, accepting some sort of trade or just to run away from the life you have now? Either way, it might get messy.... Feel free to mix in with other scenarios.

13 ♢ Fantasy Meets Fantasy
♢ Mer and OTHERS!
♢ Who's to say that humans are the only other creatures in the world? Maybe people living beneath the sea's waves aren't the only strange things. Maybe there are centaurs who travel along coastal roads to watch the night sky along with mer astronomers. Perhaps selkies are just distant cousins. Or who's to say that mer can't be a host of things unto themselves? The ocean's the limit.

14 ♢ Sci-fi
♢ Mer and Human
♢ Some say astronauts are nothing more than sailors venturing off into another unexplored sea, one that's above instead of below. And, befitting those same sailors of older days, they seem to tell tails of strange melodic frequencies coming in over the radio to their ears, and strange comets that look like tails passing them by on a landed planet. Do they not know what's accompanying them in space, or is that what they're actively chasing?

15 ♢ Divinity
♢ Mer and Human
♢ There are stories told of what exactly it is that could be both human and fish... So it's not surprising that, eventually, one would land upon calling them divine entities, either gods of the sea or lakes, or just their messengers. Is that true, or just a very clever, long lasting ruse?

16 ♢ Afterlife
♢ Mer and/or Human
♢ Some say mer are just humans, wrongfully forced overboard by superstition or cruelty and welcomed by the sea into something more. Others say that they're the spirits, haunting a particular sea or lake town for a wrongful death. What's the truth? Time to find out.

17 ♢ Peaceful Living
♢ Mer and/or Human
♢ Not everything has to be a dramatic mess. Sometimes, things just... work out for the best. These are better times, and mer are just another part of life. Water-side towns where everything is built around those that share the waters with them, or huge metropolises with water tubes and sprouts for mer to travel through. How will you imagine this sort of life?

18 ♢ Wildcard
♢ follow your dreams, make up whatever

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He would've liked to say that things had been better between himself and his father since the last time they'd spoken. But he could say it until he was blue in the face, and that wouldn't make it true. The simple truth of the matter was that Gabriel had checked out on him years ago, had found something more worthwhile with which to occupy himself, and no matter what Adrien did, nothing seemed to change.

They'd been happy once, the three of them. He'd figured that things would be like that forever, even if it wasn't quite perfect. But then they'd lost his mother and Gabriel had changed. Maybe Adrien had changed, too. Without his wife's influence, Gabriel went a little mad. Nobody could blame him, though, because nobody should have to lose the one they love.

By the time he'd made it to the door he'd seen his father disappearing into numerous times in the past, there was a loud crash from the other side. Adrien froze for a minute, trying to hear what was going on. Why was this door here, anyway? What had Gabriel done now?

Apparently, he'd forgotten to lock the door. Adrien blinked down at the knob in his hand because it almost screamed trap. But that was ridiculous. Right?

Shrugging it off, he let himself in through the door and made sure to close it behind him. His eyes widened slightly as he took a look around, because this room made no sense. Why his father needed a room with two large tanks of water, he had no idea, but he was going to guess it wasn't anything rational. He couldn't even see any fish and apparently the tanks were falling apart, if the ladder lying on its side was any indication.

"What have you done now?" The odds of getting an answer from an empty room were just about the same as if he'd asked Gabriel himself, and that wasn't terribly comforting. In the meantime, he approached the closest tank, the one off to the right side of the room. There weren't any fish, and that was probably what bothered him the most. Why keep the tanks if they're just going to sit empty?

Marinette had heard the door and was retreating to her haven only to pause. The sound of the footfalls - even altered by the water - were not as heavy and loud as the one known as Gabriel. They were lighter and different somehow in a way she couldn't exactly name. She turned her head midnight curls flowing around her with the motion. She's tilting her head peering at Not-Gabriel.

His appearance is distorted from his far but he's shorter, younger. Cautiously, she swimming toward him staying close to the vegetation on the tank so she can look at him a bit closer before she decides to let him see her. He doesn't seem like Gabriel - bad, stern, harsh but it could be a trap.

Or... Or he could be someone that could help her.

Her brows furrowed in thought before she's pushing kelp and seaweed aside and coming to the glass. Cautiously, she rapped her knuckles on the glass to draw the blond's attention; watching him with bright blue eyes. She's wary but hopeful at the same time..

So as far as he could tell, his father had finally gone off the deep end. Keeping secrets was one thing that he was used to by this point. But having a secret door in the house, and a room with empty fish tanks? That was just weird, and he wasn't sure how to feel about it. What was the point? And what did any of this have to do with fashion? Sure, it was an odd industry at times, but this seemed a little out there even for that.

Adrien rolled his eyes and went over to pick the ladder back up. Even if he was steadily losing it, Gabriel was still his father, and he supposed the man wouldn't appreciate the thought of his stuff falling apart. Why he felt the need to help with whatever this was, he couldn't really say, but he also didn't feel like analyzing it right now. Once the ladder was upright again, he went back to looking at the tank. As far as he knew, Gabriel had never really had much of an interest in keeping fish. Then again, his father had always been rather tight-lipped about things, so who knew. Maybe he'd ask about it later. Of course that would require admitting that he'd seen this room, which just might cause more problems than not.

He caught movement out of the corner of his eye, and turned his head in time to see... a woman tapping on the inside of the tank? Or not quite a woman. His eyes went wide at the realization that he'd somehow missed her before. But if she was hiding, that wasn't terribly surprising. "What... who are you?" Probably not the sort of thing she appreciated on top of being stuck in a glorified fish tank, but it was the first thing that popped into his head. Followed by- "Did my... Did Gabriel put you in there?" He knew the answer he was hoping for, but he tried to be a realist, and he knew the kind of nonsense his father had gotten up to in the past. Or at least, some of it.

"My name is Adrien," he told her. It occurred to him that she might not even be able to speak, and he felt a little silly for giving her the third degree. "I'm sorry you're stuck in there. And I'm sorry for being so weird. I doubt any of this was your choice." Honestly, though, he wasn't even as shocked as he could have been. He'd come here looking for answers, and now he had more questions than when he'd woken up this morning. But it wasn't right. She didn't deserve to be stuck in here any more than he deserved the way Gabriel treated him. And maybe he couldn't change things for himself, but if there was something he could do for her, it was a no-brainer.

She felt somewhat bad for startling him. It's obvious he hadn't expected to see her, which was a good thing. She doubted anyone could fake his level or surprise that convincingly. She gave a flick of her tail at the beginning of his question as if that would explain the what part of it. When he corrected his question she rested a hand against her chest before she considered and answered him with a human name, "Marinette."

Mer had their own language and it wasn't her real name but she knows that he wouldn't be able to say it - since Mer language was part fish and no human could possibly mimic them properly. Marinette was fine. It was a name she'd used before. At his question about Gabriel her expression soured and she gave a firm nod, pressing a hand up against the glass wall of the tank. "I think he is after magic or jewels ... something. He's a greedy human."

She peered at him, now that she's closer she can see that he looks almost nothing like Gabrien. Gabriel is a pale kind of fair, Adrien is bright and warm - the energy around him is vibrant if a little clouded; Gabriel's doing she has no doubt. "Adrien.." She smiled shaking her head. "Not your fault."

She paused. "You seem as trapped as me.."

He'd had a lot of practice with faking it in regards to his father, but even Adrien Agreste had his limits. Another flash of movement caught his attention and his eyes widened when he realized what he was seeing. He opened his mouth and then promptly closed it again, because honestly he had no idea what to say to that. He'd heard stories of course, but actually seeing a mermaid in person was a little different. Even if she was currently trapped in a tank.

"Marinette," he repeated, deciding he liked the name. Except it raised more questions and he was already trying very hard not to bombard her with them. Finding out that she could at least speak the way he did was a relief, because it made communication a lot easier. And he wanted to talk to her.

He'd hoped there was another explanation for her being here. But she had no reason to lie to him. Still, his face fell when she confirmed that Gabriel had done this. Her assessment of his father was pretty spot on, and he doubted she knew the man as well as he did. "Greedy's one word for it," he muttered.

There were many other words that he wouldn't be repeating in front of a lady. He realized he was staring and cleared his throat, glancing away. But he liked the way his name sounded when she said it, and he's smiling when he looks back at her. "I know it's not. But he doesn't apologize for anything," he admitted. And she deserved so much more than an apology for being treated this way.

She wasn't wrong, and he shrugged a little. "I could leave anytime," he pointed out. Technically, it was true. But it wasn't that simple.

She nodded a smile tugging at her lips when he repeated her name. There's something about the way he said it that made her happy. The way it sounded coming from his mouth was something wonderful. She hadn't given Gabriel this name - he didn't deserve it. Adrien was different.

"There are many words for it but I'm a Lady so greedy seems proper and yet encompasses it all." She's flicking her tail a little to stay moving, feeling a little antsy. "He didn't strike me as the kind to apologize or be a decent human, no. Humans always try to capture us for reasons - study mostly, magic. He isn't the first nor the last."

Marinette tilted her head. "Just because your tank is bigger doesn't mean the door is easy to open. There are different kinds of traps - you could walk out for a day - two perhaps; but you'd come back for many reason I think."

He couldn't help it, he just liked the name. And it somehow suited her, even if it seemed a little odd that she'd have such a human-sounding name. But who was he to try and tell her what kind of name she should have?

That had him laughing, though. Mostly because she was right. "You can leave the improper words for the people who know him best, m'lady," Adrien told her. His tone was light, maybe even teasing, but he'd personally used some rather impolite words to describe his father when he was feeling particularly bitter about things. The movement of her tail catches his attention, but he doesn't want to be rude so he's just going to do his level best to keep his eyes on her face. "He's not." Adrien could probably count on one hand the number of times his father had ever apologized for anything. "I wouldn't want to capture you."

He just shrugged and looked down for a moment. "I think you're right." Neither of them deserved to be trapped by Gabriel. Adrien somehow doubted that he'd ever manage to be truly free of his father, but that didn't mean he had to sit back and do nothing when someone else was suffering the same fate. "Just because I'm trapped doesn't mean you should be," he said suddenly, looking up at her. "If one of us deserves to be free, it's you."

Marinette stared at him blue eyes widening at the musical sound of his laughter. Humans were usually not so interesting to her but this one. There was something about him. Her hands rested on the glass. "Perhaps that would be best." Thought there's a pleasant blush on her cheeks as he called her, M'Lady. It was silly. Other people had called her that before but not like this. There's warmth and sunniness in his voice. She likes it.

"If you want you can look at me. I don't mind. I know that most humans have never seen my kind up close. As long as you don't try to get me to do tricks for food I believe we'll get along quite well, Adrien." She rolled his name carefully on her tonge. It seems odd to her though. She's trying to figure out what such a name would be in her mother tongue but can't find a proper translation. "You are a kind human. A good human.."

She blinked at the sudden determination in his voice and a look of confusion crossed her features. "As much as I would very much liketo be out of this water - I haven't any human clothes to change into when I change if I did get out. Nor do I know how far I am from my family and home. You could free me to a world I do not know with no whereto go."

"I thought so." Besides, he'd had an entire life to get to know Gabriel, so he knew all the best ways to describe him. She'd only been with him for a short time, and for that reason, she was the fortunate one. But really, of all the things his father had gotten up to, this was likely one of the worst.

His eyes went a little wide at that. So she'd definitely seen him trying not to look. But she wasn't angry about it? "Do you want me to?" And that was probably the most ridiculous thing he could have come up with to ask. She'd literally just said that she didn't mind. But there was a big difference between not minding and wanting him to, and for some reason that was an important distinction. "Don't worry, I promise not to try to convince you to do tricks," he told her, trying to ignore the way his name sounded when she said it. "Thank you. I try to be." Comparatively, there were probably better people around, but there were also worse. So...

Her concerns were all valid ones, he'd give her that. "If those things weren't an issue, would you feel differently?" Clothes, he could probably manage. Making sure she got back to her home and her family? Maybe not so much without a good deal of planning ahead. But he was willing to do it if it would help her.

"It's just a fin. It's like looking at your legs or a pet fish.." Marinette giggled at him before nodding. "You're not looking at me like you want to take my scales off for some strange potion. You're just curious - I think that is natural. So yes. I encourage you to look." Marinette laughed and rested her hands on the glass. "Good because the only trick you would get is around of the quiet game - like I give the older human."

She considered this. "If I had clothes - proper ones and a safe place to go then yes. Yes I would feel differently. It's not unlikely that we're near home. My parents live as humans or rather my mother does since my father is very much human. It wouldn't be hard for me to contact them once I was out of this water and had legs again. But depending on where we are... it could take them sometime to fetch me."

He fought the urge to snort at that. She wasn't his pet, and she certainly didn't have his legs. So it was hardly the same. "What? Why would I want to take your scales?" Had people tried to take her scales?! That sounded horrible. The question was on the tip of his tongue, but he couldn't quite bring himself to ask. Fortunately, he had a convenient distraction in the form of her encouraging him to look? "That's not really what I asked," he told her. But he allowed himself to relax and his eyes widened a little when he finally got a good look at her fin. "You're beautiful," he murmured, finally looking back to her face.

"That's probably more than he deserves." And that was certainly a lot of information to take in. Not only had he just learned that mermaids were a thing that legitimately existed, but now it was possible for them to have families with humans? "I could take you to them. Or we could meet them somewhere." He realized how ridiculous he probably sounded, but he'd already made up his mind that he was going to get her the hell out of here before his father finalized whatever plans he had in mind for her.

"Can you... Do you have a way to tell how far away we are from your home?" he asked, already trying to come up with a plan. "I can get you clothes and sneak you out of here, but it won't make any difference if we don't know where to go."

"Because magic? At least that's the misconception humans have." She shrugged her shoulders. "We do have some abilities but they're us not scales or tears or blood." Marinette laughed. "I would like for you to if you would like. It seems silly to have you avoid something like that; polite manners aside it's just strange for someone to pointedly avoid looking and it's throwing me off." And yes there are places where it's obvious some of her scales had been removed, silvery scaring on her shoulders and a few patches on her fin.

"Thank you." It was all she managed but it was fairly obvious that the words pleased her from the way her face brightened. She might have wanted him to think she was pretty at the very least.

"I can't ignore him entirely. I've tried that. It didn't bode well." Her nose wrinkled as if she found what ever had happened distasteful. "I would like that very much if it were possible but are you certain you want to take that risk? That man is your father he will be furious."

She considers his question then after a few moments. "My human home is in Paris, France - a bakery near a school and a park.If my parents have become aware of my disappearance they're likely waiting for me here since our lives are already established there."

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