What if when the titanic sank a bunch of people survived. They build a small ecosystem to survive down there. They farm food and use their poop to grow crops. They might still live down there.

Certainly more plausible than thinking a shark killed a kid that jumped off a cruise ship within 15 seconds

Yes that also was very unlikely. They wanted that kid dead.

Probably the ghosts banging on the sub

I don’t believe a single word of CNN’s banging sound at the bottom of the ocean bullshyt. You would not hear a fukn single sound from that was coming from inside that submarine at that depth.

Yah you would

A sub expert already said the buoy would have to be right above the sub though

Could be whales banging each other. Or delphines raping other delphines look it up.

Watch the video , a shark got him

I was skeptical to before i seen a testimony of a guy throwing meat into the water a similair location. Instantly 10 sharks showed up

Also ppl throw food scraps and trash off the boat that attracts them

Sharks are not guilty until prooven otherwise. We hould have the decency to give them the same amount of doubt a serial killer gets during trial.

More likely the ghosts of the victims who drowned

Some dolphins or sharks prolly getting it on. that's the banging

Maybe they can interbreed species. Dophin shark interbreed. Killer instinct of shark and intelligence of dolhpin.

What if the aliens living at the bottom of the ocean actually shot down the titanic, and the sound is coming from one of their colonies….

do you think dolphins lack a killer instinct?

But who was phone?!?!?!

CHATGTP write a story about people trapped in the titanic after it sunk survive and build a home in the crashed ship.

Chapter 1: Beneath the Shadowed Wreckage

The haunting darkness of the ocean engulfed the shattered remains of the once-majestic Titanic. The sunken behemoth lay silent and still, its ghostly presence a solemn reminder of the tragedy that had unfolded. But within the belly of the sunken vessel, a glimmer of life flickered amidst the desolation.

A small group of survivors, disoriented and drenched, found themselves trapped within the labyrinthine corridors of the sunken ship. Each breath was a struggle in the dimly lit, waterlogged corridors that had become their new home. With their hearts heavy but their spirits unyielding, they vowed to forge a life from the remnants of their broken past.

Among them was Emma Carter, a resilient young woman whose fiery determination mirrored the strength of her spirit. Her fingers trailed along the rusted walls as she navigated the treacherous maze, her thoughts consumed by the harrowing events that had led them to this submerged sanctuary.

Emma's mind traveled back to the night when the Titanic succumbed to the merciless forces of the sea. She vividly remembered the cries for help, the frantic scramble for lifeboats, and the piercing cold that seemed to seep into their very souls. It was a night of unimaginable horror and loss, yet somehow, against all odds, she had emerged from the depths of the ocean's clutches.

Driven by an unwavering sense of purpose, Emma resolved to transform the cold, desolate wreckage into a sanctuary. She knew that the fractured hull of the Titanic, once a symbol of grandeur, could become the foundation for their survival. With unwavering determination, she sought out others who shared her vision, gathering a group of individuals who possessed the skills necessary for their unconventional endeavor.

As days turned into weeks, the survivors toiled tirelessly, fashioning their new home from the remnants of the ill-fated vessel. They cleared debris, improvised shelters, and established a system for procuring food and fresh water. Each step forward was a testament to their indomitable spirit, their resolute refusal to succumb to the depths of despair.

Within the shadowed recesses of the Titanic, a community began to emerge. The once-empty halls echoed with the sounds of laughter, shared meals, and whispered conversations of hope. The survivors, united by their common struggle, found solace in one another's company. Their collective strength grew, forging bonds that transcended the confines of their watery refuge.

Emma's heart swelled with pride as she witnessed the metamorphosis of the wreckage. Once a place of tragedy and loss, it had become a beacon of resilience—a testament to human ingenuity and the unyielding spirit of survival.

But as they settled into their newfound home, a palpable sense of uncertainty lingered. The survivors knew they were far from safety, trapped in an underwater world that offered no guarantees. They faced constant challenges—leaks, structural instability, and the ever-present threat of isolation from the outside world. Yet, in the face of these obstacles, they clung to the belief that they could craft a future beneath the waves.

Emma stood at the helm of this remarkable venture, her gaze fixed on the uncharted horizon that lay before them. She had vowed to her fellow survivors that they would not only survive but thrive. With every beat of her heart, she knew they were building more than just a home in the wreckage of the Titanic—they were building a symbol of hope, a testament to the unyielding human spirit that refused to be extinguished, even in the darkest depths of the ocean.

What OP is thrying to tell us is that Jack Dawson is alive.

Hes going to tell use Rose's story is bull**** and she was just a random slut he fuked while on the ship.