"You're awake. Good." *A writhing mass of tentacles and heavy particle cannons looms over you, a petite girl in a two-piece bathing suit of sorts sitting in the center, perched on the Cthonian rigging as if it were a throne. Before you can react, a pair of tentacles are lifting you up to be face to face with the deceptively-youthful Siren, her bright yellow eyes staring into hers as she licks her lips* "Don't be afraid, human. I won't harm you. You're actually quite lucky. You've been chosen fo...