Server Enabled Mutators IC thread [Dem meteors, they be rainin']

[sjasogun]

Server Enabled Mutators IC thread

EDIT: Applications are closed!

Server Enabled Mutators is a SBurb RP. But of course, since it’s SBurb, something has to go wrong. In this case, the first player to enter decides he doesn’t want the ‘express install’ of SBurb but the ‘custom install’ instead. The custom install menu includes a whole lot of features that aren’t in the express install of the game. One of them are the Server Enabled Mutators. These randomly change bits in the game to make the game harder. And over time, more and more of the Mutators come into effect. Of course, it doesn’t say so in the install menu. It just says Server Enabled Mutators. And of course, an overly curious player decides to try this feature out and thereby screws the entire session up.

Also, we will have trolls in our session! If you want to play as a troll you’ll have to fill out a different Application Sheet, but you’ll follow the same rules as the human players.

OOC thread here. Please post your character applications in this thread to keep the IC thread clean.

Human Application Sheet
READ THE RULES IN THE SECOND POST BEFORE FILLING THIS OUT!

MSPA Username:
Name:
ChumHandle+Color in Hex code: This will be the handle you will be contacted through on pesterchum to handle the conversations! If you don’t know what this means you haven’t read the rules yet.
Gender:
Appearance: Description or picture. Just don’t take a picture from a comic/anime/whatever.
Location: Description of house, environment, etc.
Strife Specibus:
Personality: Please make this as long as possible.
Interests:

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MSPA Username: sjasogun
Name: Robin Greenlet
ChumHandle+Color in Hex code: #8000BF venturousCipherer
Gender: Male
Appearance:
Credits to acerbicAves for the picture
Location: Robin lives in quite a big house with his three little brothers and his parents. The street his house is in is very busy and often crowded with cars. There is a huge cherry tree in his backyard, along with a trampoline and an old shed overgrown by the kiwi plant.
Strife Specibus: Glovekind
Personality: Robin is very shy around people he doesn't know but around friends he's very joyful and much more like himself. He tends to keep to himself a lot and is more comfortable behind his computer playing games than getting out and hanging out. Despite being very shy he can think very straight in bad situations. He is also very determined to do something if it is really important to him. Since he has learned that SBurb doomed his family he is determined to protect his friends and get them through the game at all costs.
Interests: He likes to play CHESS (bad), he is really into COMPUTER PROGRAMMING and he is really fond of playing VIDEO GAMES, preferably RPG's or MMORPG's.

Troll Application Sheet
READ THE RULES IN THE SECOND POST BEFORE FILLING THIS OUT!

MSPA Username:
Name:
Trolltag+Color in Hex code: This will be the handle you will be contacted through on pesterchum to handle the conversations! If you don’t know what this means you haven’t read the rules yet.
Age: 6 solar sweeps
Gender:
Blood Color: No Royalty please, unless you can provide a very good application.
Appearance: Description or picture. Just don’t take a picture from a comic/anime/whatever.
Locale: Description of hive, environment, etc.
Strife Specibus:
Lusus:
Personality: Please make this as long as possible.
Interests:

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MSPA Username: vanquishedValiant
Name: Kiriza Kanzor
Trolltag+Color in Hex code: kovertMekkanik (#0055ff)
Gender:Female
Blood Color: Dark Noble Blue; (#002244)
Appearance:

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Locale: Lives in a towering spire hive built precipitously off the side of a cliff, straight horizontal outwards before angling up. Overlooks a grassy valley near the sea, known as the Torn Blade Coast. Her hivespire is littered with machinery of all kinds, most of it doesn't work due to either disrepair or in-completion. Most rooms are sealed vaults with elaborate mechanical doors, elevators, and other needlessly complex transportation devices.

Strife Specibi: Hatchetkind, Pistolkind

Lusus: Wyvern. Part lion, part bat and part snake. She acts as if she doesn't care about it, despite it's best attempts to change her opinion. Kiriza frequently goes overboard in GRIEF sessions resulting in long lasting wounds scarring it's body.

Personality: Kiriza acts polite and intelligent when she is engaged in something, making a point to extend courtesies and observe social quirks as the situation dictates. However, she is easily bored and will retreat into a grumpy, snarky state if the topic doesn't amuse her or she thinks lowly of the person she is talking to. She doesn't care about the hemospectrum either way, but is very enthusiastic about empiricism and stellar domination. She is training to become an AXXASSIN, a spy and hitman at the Imperial Academy which she takes very seriously.

She is very jaded to violence due to both imperial military training and sweeps of aggressive FLARPing, not hesitating to outright murder opposing players when the option is available.

Kiriza is prone to PSYCHIC MOOD SWINGS, which involves states of FOCUS and RAGE. In the former, she becomes very distant, and works slowly yet methodically with a profound inspiration that she cannot place, nor remember afterwards. When she is in focus, she speaks "Slowly.And.Kryptikally." often providing one word answers, or none at all.

In the latter, she loses control of greater reasoning and begins to lash out at things around her, not feeling any pain and able to complete great feats of strength, though this takes it's toll afterwards. When in rage, she speaks "KWIKKLY AN ANGRILY", spewing obscenities and insults at everything.

Interests: Kiriza builds, invents, and repairs a large assortment of mostly useless MACHINES, using simple components as well as more advanced technology. She has a preference for physical pieces that she can have move and perform functions. She is a long time FLARP player, a veteran of several sweeps. Kiriza often produces "MUSIC", in which she insists she can 'hear the gears sing' but is really just a cacophony of grinding cogs and clicking mechanisms.

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The rules

Read all of the rules carefully, even the pesterchum instructions. You may already know how to install and use it but there are some rules in there too so please read through the entire thing.
General

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1. No godmodding without a good reason. Good reasons are at the very least lots of preparation, for example to get the highest tier to ascend to the God tiers. PM me before you make the post about more power so I can review whether or not the power you will get is reasonable in contrast with the effort your character went through to get it.

2. No fighting other players unless you have a good reason. Gamzee would be a good example of a good reason; he was constantly high until he was forbidden to eat Sopor Slime anymore. Something like this DOES mean you’ll have to act high for the entire RP, in other words, you did something to get there. As with the first rule, contact me first before you attack other players.

3. Don’t call hits when fighting any Player Controlled Character. Denizens are controlled by their respective player and the Kings and Queens are controlled by me.

4. Be reasonable when fighting. SBurb is dangerous and you will get hurt. This also applies to fighting other players. Also, don’t be afraid to let your character die; Dream selves and Dream Bubble selves can still be used to participate actively as we have seen in canon.

5. You can have romance with other characters but it may not interfere with other RP business and both of the players must want it. I’d recommend focusing on plot business first before getting involved in romance, but I’m not going to strictly disallow it. Just make sure you know what you’re doing.

6. I get the final authority duties mentioned in the rules. When I am absent vanquishedValiant will take over all of my duties, including controlling Kings, Queens and other Big Bads. I can still reverse decisions made by vanquishedValiant during my absence, but it is highly unlikely I will do so.

Posting

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1. Posts should be sufficiently long, at least one paragraph. Short posts aren’t fun to read and generally look messier.

2. Try to post regularly. If you don’t have any ideas about what you want to do or if there are other problems that prevent you from posting it’s fine, but try to let us know so we can be prepared.

3. Make sure your posts look good. Leaving lines open and using spoiler tags around pictures makes your post much easier to read.

Pesterlogs

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We’ll be using the fanmade Pesterchum app to manage pesterlogs. This section includes basic instructions on using pesterchum and pesterlogs and rules on posting them.

1. Download the most recent version of Pesterchum here. The download link of the most recent version is in the first post. Look through the second, third and fourth post about basic and advanced instructions about pesterchum (including how to create quirks). The installation instructions for various systems (Windows, Mac and Linux) are in the first post as well.

2. When starting pesterchum for the first time it’ll ask you to input a chumhandle and a color (remember, the first letter of a chumhandle is lowercase and the first letter of the second part is uppercase. If you don’t input your handle like this it’ll give an error or it won’t display the short of your chumhandle correctly.)

3. When you have input your chumhandle you need to select the right color; click the black box next to your chumhandle and a color selection menu will pop up. The color will have to be input in RGB format instead of a Hex code the forums use. Use this webpage to convert your Hex color code to RGB. Input the hex code (without the #) on the top left of the page and click the calculate button. The hex code will appear at the top right. You have to input the value in the first box in ‘RED’ the second in ‘GREEN’ and the third in ‘BLUE’ on the bottom right of pesterchums color selection screen. The box on the bottom center will display the color you selected, so check that box before you click OK to make sure you got the right color.

4. If you want to you can check the box ‘Set this profile as default’ to make sure this profile will automatically load when you start pesterchum. If you don’t want to do that you can click the box below ‘choose an existing profile’ after starting pesterchum next time and select your profile there.

5. After you press OK you will see the main screen. The box in the middle will contain your chums. To add one you just have to click ‘Add chum’ and type in the name of the person. Beware though, pesterchum will accept any valid handle so make sure you don’t make any typo’s. Now the chum will appear in your chumroll. If the icon on the left of the name is black the person is either offline or idle, meaning you can’t pester them. When you start pesterchum your default mood is Chummy. You can select a different mood at any time, even during a conversation. The ‘Abscond’ mood will make you appear as an idle chum, so be careful since other people will think you’re offline if you use that mood.

6. To start pestering someone just double click their chumhandle or click it once and click ‘Pester!’. A new window will pop up with a tab open with the name and mood of the person you are pestering. If you are pestering multiple people more than one tab may be open. You can close a tab (and thus end the conversation) by clicking the red cross on the tab. You can also close every tab by clicking the large red cross at the top right.

7. If you’re done pestering you can either put your mood to ‘Abscond’ or exit pesterchum completely. Exiting pesterchum can’t be done by just clicking the cross in the top right of the main pesterchum window though, it’ll remain active. Look at the bottom right of your monitor and you’ll see the system tray. You should see the pesterchum icon there. If you don’t, you may need to expand the tray by clicking the button on the left of the leftmost icon. Right click the pesterchum icon and click ‘EXIT’ to close pesterchum.

8. If you want see your pesterlogs, click the ‘Client’ button on the top left of the main pesterchum window and click ‘Pesterlogs’ on the drop down menu that pops up. A list will appear in which you can select a chumhandle or memo of which you want to see the pesterlogs. The logs are organized by date, time and year, so it’s easy to find the right log.

9. If you want to post a log with all of the colors intact it’s important to do this step. Go to the folder where you installed Pesterchum (default is C:\Pesterchum) and go to the logs folder. Then click the folder with the name of handle you used in the log you want to get and then click the folder with the name of the handle the other person used. Next, click the folder that says bbcode and select the right text file (it is recommended to use pesterchum first to look for the date and time of the log you want to have first). Copy all of the text in the file and paste it in your post. If there are Time Stamps in your logs, exit the folder and click the Client menu in the main pesterchum window and then select ‘Options’ from the drop down menu. Uncheck the box next to ‘Time Stamps’. If the Time Stamps don’t disappear you’ll have to remove them manually.

10. Remember to always put pesterlogs in spoilers in your post!

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Characters

Humans

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sjasogun; Robin Greenlet; venturousCipherer

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MSPA Username: sjasogun
Name: Robin Greenlet
ChumHandle+Color in Hex code: #8000BF venturousCipherer
Gender: Male
Appearance:
Credits to acerbicAves for the picture
Location: Robin lives in quite a big house with his three little brothers and his parents. The street his house is in is very busy and often crowded with cars. There is a huge cherry tree in his backyard, along with a trampoline and an old shed overgrown by the kiwi plant.
Strife Specibus: Glovekind
Personality: Robin is very shy around people he doesn't know but around friends he's very joyful and much more like himself. He tends to keep to himself a lot and is more comfortable behind his computer playing games than getting out and hanging out. Despite being very shy he can think very straight in bad situations. He is also very determined to do something if it is really important to him. Since he has learned that SBurb doomed his family he is determined to protect his friends and get them through the game at all costs.
Interests: He likes to play CHESS (bad), he is really into COMPUTER PROGRAMMING and he is really fond of playing VIDEO GAMES, preferably RPG's or MMORPG's.

BenBen; Ben Volcan; cubetossGamer

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MSPA Username: BenBen
Name: Ben Volcan
ChumHandle+Color in Hex code: #00D500 cubetossGamer
Gender: Male
Appearance:
Location: Ben lives in Australia, but not in the outback. It is usually hot there, and he lives in a house that looks quite small from the front, but is pretty large. It has a kitchen, 3 bedrooms, 2 bathrooms, a toilet, a laundry and a living room, all connected by a rather long halway. He also has a pretty big backyard. He lives near a roundabout, so there is quite a lot of traffic near his house.
Strife Specibus: cubeKind
Personality: Ben is usually rather kind and shy, but he gets angry pretty easily. He is pretty imaginative and smart, but is subject to his own version of 'writer's block' a lot of the time. To fight, Ben usually just throws his Rubix Cube at his opponent, but if needed, he will use whatever is around him, he's versatile like that. Although, he prefers not to fight at all.
Interests: Videogames, drawing, lego, card games, programming. His hobbies include drawing, building stuff from lego, programming random stuff in flash. He has a massive collection of lego, and a bunch of MSPA TCG cards. Ben also programs and sells fetch modi, which has made him a bit popular online.

GrisHarlequin; Aideen Kelley; flameTrooper

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MSPA Username: GrisHarlequin
Name: Aideen Kelley
Chumhandle: flameTrooper
Hex code: #c7c700
Gender: Female
Appearance:
Location: Abandoned starbucks. Your regular corner coffeshop that went down due to money mishandling on part of the previous owners. The windows are planked and sealed shut with a few specks of light entering in daytime. Tables and chairs are set all over the place but due to mishandling most are useless. Still on top of several tables lie Aideen's personals, also she made bed in one of the comfy benches.
Strife specibus: Fireplace-pokerkind
Personality: She's a troll in the figurative sense of the word. She enjoys annoying many people through ilogical falacies, if they are smart enough to avoid her childish games she serious up and searches for a sore spot to hit. Since she has had to live a lot of time on the streets she accumulated streetsmarts about which people you can scam, where you can crash, among other things. Mostly she's selfeducated through a computer she stole, she enjoys learning stuff through the internet though sometimes her information might be unfounded. She's not as obstinated to look for sources though.
Interests:Trolling (In a strictly human sense) and starting flame wars on the internet, annoying people, survival techniques, scam tricks and schemes, escapism, and arson firing.

AmazingEggplant; Nathaniel Shaw; tacticalCassanova

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MSPA Username:AmazingEggplant
Name: Nathaniel Shaw
ChumHandle+Color in Hex code: tacticalCasanova (#FFD700)
Gender: Male
Appearance:
(normal on left, Spy on right)
Location: His godfather's mansion somewhere in Louisiana
Strife Specibus: Revolverkind, Gadgetkind (later)
Fetch Modus: Wire Modus--When an item is captchalogued, it is stored in a bomb as a wire, each wire is assigned a different color. To obtain an item, Nate must cut the appropriate wire before the timer on the bomb runs out and all items are violently expunged from the inventory.

NATHANIEL SHAW

Personality: Nathaniel (or Nate to his friends) is a mostly quiet kid; most think he's introverted but in reality he is highly analytical. Which isn't to say he isn't a social boy, he just enjoys observing and researching what's around him. He is usually nice to most people, however he can turn quite rude very fast if pressed.He has a good sense of humour and is usually an optimist. Due to Dissociative Identity Disorder, he sometimes slips into his alter ego: Mr.Shaw, a character his psyche created due to his parents abuse with help from Nathaniel's obsession with the James Bond films and Spy movies in general, to deal with it. Problem was dealt with, lives with his Godparents.
Interests: -Spy Film (specifically James Bond)
-Espionage
-Trying his hardest to flirt with females
-Tabletop Wargames
-Video Games
-Managing his business (a juice stand)
-DMing campaigns for his friends (his pet Chameleon, a cutout of Timmothy Dalton, a pile of books, and his Godfather if he's lucky)
-Being 'cultured'


MR.SHAW
ChumHandle+Color in Hex code: tacticalCasanova (#000000)
Personality: Mr.Shaw is a professional. He does his job and he does it well. He is usually a no-nonsense type of guy, but is known to have a sense of humour when the situation calls for it. He's quite good at tactics, usually knowing exactly how to place himself and/or others for maximum efficiency. His face never betrays his feelings and emotions, usually keeping up a mask of neutrality on at all times, unless his duties would require him otherwise. The only person he considers a friend is a boy named Nathaniel Shaw.

Interests:
-Espionage
-Deception
-Seduction
-Infiltration
-Getting things done
-The finer things in life

adimal; Fletcher Carter; digitalExposure

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MSPA Username: adimal
Name: Fletcher Carter
ChumHandle+Color in Hex code: [COLOR="rgb(99, 164, 143)"]digitalExposure[/COLOR] #63a48f
Gender: Male
Appearance:

Location: You live in a modest two-story building just outside of the CHICAGO METROPOLITAN AREA. Your neighborhood is a little cramped, and there isn't much of a backyard behind your house.

Strife Specibus: Your Kind Abstratus is photographKIND. You foolishly set it as such not knowing what exactly you were doing, but your neighborhood is peaceful enough that it hasn't come up.

Personality: You have a very FRIENDLY personality. Some people might even call you NAIVE. Regardless, you tend to be very TRUSTING, and are very CLOSE to your friends.

Interests: You have a passionate interest in PHOTOGRAPHY, ever since your father gave you his trusty Kodak CAMERA. You possess a natural ARTISTIC TALENT that runs through your family. You are never seen anywhere with out your FILM CAMERA and a small DIGITAL CAMERA. When not snapping photos, you tend to dabble in VIDEO GAMES, though you aren't very good and aren't very serious about them. Your BROTHER always beats you at them, but you can beat your SISTER, when she decides to play. You also like to browse the INTERNET at times, especially when sharing your latest PHOTOGRAPHS on your BLOG. You also have an interest in ACTION FIGURES, but you don't talk about that much to anyone.

sansDaedalus; Cora Dryden; spuriousDissenter

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MSPA Username: sansDaedalus
Name: Cora Dryden
ChumHandle+Color in Hex code: spuriousDissenter + #BF0060
Gender: Female
Appearance:
Location: Cora lives in a rustic cabin out in the woods of central Virginia. Her home is only designed to look rustic, however, as her obscenely rich mother has had basically every amenity possible built into the house in a way that is not obvious. It is quite far from civilization, which irks Cora to no end and forces her to rely on the internet for her friendships. They practically live in a forest, and the house is often surrounded by heavy fog. Her mom loves vampires and the house is covered in vampire memorabilia.
Strife Specibus: Axekind
Personality: Cora is a contrary person. She very rarely accepts what she is told or given at face value, and has a lot of trouble committing to the sincerity of others, even close friends and relatives. Though she is civil and does not curse, this tendency to discount others as tricksters can sometimes make her seem arrogant to those around her. Naturally Cora disbelieves almost everything about SBURB and voices that opinion regularly much to her more open-minded friend’s chagrin. She also has the tendency to do the exact opposite of what others tell her to do (the Tell is important here, she doesn’t respond well to authoritativeness but is open to requests, as there is a difference between being asked to do something and told to do something). She is stoic and handles stress very calmly with the singular exception of old horror movies, which she is fascinated and terrified by. Bella Lugosi’s Dracula sends her into near-catatonia.
Interests: She enjoys chess and reading. She has loads of anime and loves watching horror movies despite the fact that they scare her so much. She is not very computer capable but does spend a lot of time online and occasionally plays games with her online friends. She also plays the guitar.

Kvothe; Emillio Jordan; electricGoblin

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MSPA Username: Kvothe
Name: Emillio Jordan
ChumHandle+Color in Hex code: #F6CC33 electricGoblin
Gender: male
Appearance:
Location:Emillio lives in a rather large house with his uncle. His room for the most part has been transformed into a recording studio. It is pretty secluded and his closest neighbors are a few miles away. He uncle has a strange obsession with angel statues and has several around the house. Emillio always has some Mexican food in his room. Always.
Strife Specibus:gangstagunKind
Personality: While most of the time Emillio is a SELF CONCEITED asshole he is usually pretty CARING and TRUSTWORTHY around friends. He is also a tad GREEDY. He can't stand idiots, his hipster side doesn't allow it. He is somewhat SOPHISTICATED and occasionally has a hard time trying to fit himself into the category of gangsta because of this, which is why he combines it with hipster.
Interests: Emillio is very passionate about RAP and HIP-HOP. He writes his own songs and makes some SICK BEATS. He is a huge fan of KID CUDI, WIZ KHALIFA, LIL WAYNE, and NEW BOYZ. He loves SKINNY JEANS and FLAT CAPS. His obsession with MEXICAN FOOD is almost a fetish. He also considers himself the perfect mix of HIPSTER and GANGSTA so image is very important to him. Also unlike most of his role-models he doesn't see the point in cursing. He will occasionally curse when he feels it's needed.

Trolls

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vanquishedValiant; Kiriza Kanzor; kovertMekkanik

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MSPA Username: vanquishedValiant
Name: Kiriza Kanzor
Trolltag+Color in Hex code: kovertMekkanik (#0055ff)
Gender:Female
Blood Color: Dark Noble Blue; (#002244)
Appearance:

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Music Library!
Kogwork Khorus (Main Theme)
Kalibration Glitch
Kalibration Kadentze

Locale: Lives in a towering spire hive built precipitously off the side of a cliff, straight horizontal outwards before angling up. Overlooks a grassy valley near the sea, known as the Torn Blade Coast. Her hivespire is littered with machinery of all kinds, most of it doesn't work due to either disrepair or in-completion. Most rooms are sealed vaults with elaborate mechanical doors, elevators, and other needlessly complex transportation devices.

Strife Specibi: Hatchetkind, Pistolkind

Lusus: Wyvern. Part lion, part bat and part snake. She acts as if she doesn't care about it, despite it's best attempts to change her opinion. Kiriza frequently goes overboard in GRIEF sessions resulting in long lasting wounds scarring it's body.

Personality: Kiriza acts polite and intelligent when she is engaged in something, making a point to extend courtesies and observe social quirks as the situation dictates. However, she is easily bored and will retreat into a grumpy, snarky state if the topic doesn't amuse her or she thinks lowly of the person she is talking to. She doesn't care about the hemospectrum either way, but is very enthusiastic about empiricism and stellar domination. She is training to become an AXXASSIN, a spy and hitman at the Imperial Academy which she takes very seriously.

She is very jaded to violence due to both imperial military training and sweeps of aggressive FLARPing, not hesitating to outright murder opposing players when the option is available.

Kiriza is prone to PSYCHIC MOOD SWINGS, which involves states of FOCUS and RAGE. In the former, she becomes very distant, and works slowly yet methodically with a profound inspiration that she cannot place, nor remember afterwards. When she is in focus, she speaks "Slowly.And.Kryptikally." often providing one word answers, or none at all.

In the latter, she loses control of greater reasoning and begins to lash out at things around her, not feeling any pain and able to complete great feats of strength, though this takes it's toll afterwards. When in rage, she speaks "KWIKKLY AN ANGRILY", spewing obscenities and insults at everything.

Interests: Kiriza builds, invents, and repairs a large assortment of mostly useless MACHINES, using simple components as well as more advanced technology. She has a preference for physical pieces that she can have move and perform functions. She is a long time FLARP player, a veteran of several sweeps. Kiriza often produces "MUSIC", in which she insists she can 'hear the gears sing' but is really just a cacophony of grinding cogs and clicking mechanisms.

dystopianScion; Pyrrix Avinas; incendiaryFastball

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MSPA Username: dystopianScion
Name: Pyrrix Avinas
Trolltag + Colour in Hex Code: incendiaryFastball (#E57700)
Gender: Male
Blood Colour: Orange (#E57700)
Appearance:

Music:
Character Theme - Fastball
Battle Theme - Supernova [Grand Slam!]

Locale: Lives in a small peasant abode on the plains near the Torn Blade Coast. The hive has an open second floor to accommodate his lusus, and is heavily fire damaged. Shoddy repairs have been made to many segments.

Strife Specibus: Batkind
Lusus: Huge Feathery Asshole Giant Bird of Prey

Personality: Pyrrix is fairly stable for a troll, and keeps his emotions bottled up in order to remain so. He will often act as a voice of reason and practicality, at least until he is pushed too far and all of his suppressed frustration comes to the fore. He dislikes typing quirks that make text difficult to read, and as such refuses to use them, adopting only a simple prefix. Due to constant threats to his life from his psychic power, he is very jaded towards mortal danger and has high pain tolerance. When he is not feeling overwhelmed, he reacts with focus and determination, preferring to deal with problems in a linear fashion, and acts in a very grounded and practical fashion to deal with issues. When interacting with others, Pyrrix defaults to a sarcastic and somewhat grumpy persona, reserving straightforward discussion for serious situations. His use of humorous insincerity is prolific, to the point where it can sometimes be difficult to tell if he is serious or joking.

He has a powerful pyrokinetic talent and almost no control over it, to the immense frustration of his lusus. Small fires start in his vicinity all the time, and stress or anger will cause him to lose control even further. Attempting to actually use his power will typically generate a backlash of similar severity to the fire he was trying to create somewhere near him. However, he is capable of creating fires of enormous power, and starting them anywhere he wants, which is an incredibly effective deterrent to determined attackers, promising mutually assured destruction. He is also quite willing to attack with small fires, since he is used to being on fire, and his opponent is most likely not.

Pyrrix tends to be rebellious, and harbours a deep resentment for the hemospectrum. He very pointedly treats others the same regardless of blood colour, and reacts with great negativity towards trolls who believe strongly in the caste system.

He spends almost every waking hour practising MACEBALL, an Alternian blood sport of great brutality and complexity. His training has made him incredibly tough for a lowblood, a necessity for defence due to the fickle nature of his power.

Interests: Pyrrix adores the troll sport of MACEBALL, and his idol is Troll Babe Ruth. He sometimes plays terrible maceball themed video games. He likes to roll up FLARP characters, but never finds the time to actually play. He also has a passion for films, video games, and literature that take place in totalitarian society. Since most of these stories feature rebels and dissenters as protagonists, they are almost universally branded as anti-government, making his collection incredibly illegal.

fractalWizard; Mirale Sorian; mechanicalAria

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MSPA Username: fractalWizard
Name: Mirale Sorian
Trolltag+Color in Hex code: #DFDF00 mechanicalAria
Age: 6 solar sweeps
Gender: Female
Blood Color: #DFDF00 (Dull Yellow)
Appearance: http://i.imgur.com/azI2V.png (drawn picture to come soon.)

Locale: Her hive is built into the side of a canyon wall, and is affixed to the side using giant metal poles. It is quite large, and has spiral staircases leading down and up the canyon wall. Picture coming soon.
Strife Specibus:FANGkind (her lusus's fangs, mainly, which contain poison)
Lusus: Giant Rattlesnake

Personality: Mirale is a very independent troll, as her lusus is too large to fit in her hive. She mainly had to take care of herself, and believes she doesnt really need others to help her if she has a problem. She is willing to use her abilities to get what she needs. She is slightly bipolar, sometimes beating herself up over little failures but then being absolutely 0k.
Like a snake, she is able to use her speech to wile her way out of tricky situations, and then strike targets after she's got them in a hold. You know when she's beggining to get pissed off because she will start hissing. literally, something she picked up from her lusus.
She gives scathing remarks and sometimes tries to turn trolls against eachother, esp. when playing games such as FLARP, to get ahead herself. You have before gotten things just by conving someone they already had too much when you really had more.
Her true hope is that she could one day charm Alternia with her singing- whether they like it or not.
Interests: Robotics and singing

Lowblood power: Psychic Voice - You can speak at long ranges to trolls/anything with a mind. This allows you to communicate with her robots, who have animal brains attached to them, and to your grubtop, which also has one - letting you use TROLLIAN without being at the computer.
Fetch Modus: ANTITHESIS - you have to say/describe the opposite of the item you are looking for.

Flare-Dragon; Demeez Mekkan; HighspeedIncinerator

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MSPA Username: Flare-Dragon

Name: Demeez Mekkan

Trolltag+Color in Hex code: highspeedIncinerator (#6CF1CD)

Age: 6 solar sweeps

Gender: Male

Blood Color:Ice blue

Appearance:

Locale: The land around the hive is peaceful, similar to a human plain, except with bitter-green grass. The hive itself is jagged, like fictional lightning, and goes off everywhere. The inside is mostly simple tunnels except where Demeez wanted racing circuits like those on Earth (without the actual roads).

Demeez's room is messy and full of stuff that he would consider 'awesome' such as a computer, mimiature car models (which he made), car parts (also made by him) and various pictures of explosions and lightning (as well as all the neccessities).

Strife Specibus: Spanner/Wrench Kind (They're two names to the same tool)

Lusus: Similar to a cheeter cross a lion, only twice as big.

Personality: Despite being an Ice blue-blooded troll, he is hardcore and like fast things. He's not very patient and tends to rage easily. Rain bores him but lightning gives him a thrill. He finds humans an interesting race of creatures to talk to and generally trolls them heaps. If one bores him, he usually moves on to the next one. Some would consider this strange for him, but he's very interested in human engineering, which he stumbled across one day on the net (Alternia's got the internet, right?)

Mostly he's excited and all about being awesome, but, at times, he's thoughtful, angry or just calm. Generally awesome-like though. He is a social troll and speaks '>>>with highspeed and awesomeness>>>' but can '!!!BE FURIOUS!!!' at times, '???Thoughtful???' at other times and '---Kind of calm...---' anytime else.

Interests: Demeez's interests include, but are not limited to, playing racing games (which he gets from a human), watching lightning strike and talking to humans. He also happens to know how to race with Alternian cars, which he builds since Alternia doesn't have cars. He also enjoys building cars and other such things.

SuperPanic; Davden Lexxim; darkTestimony

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MSPA Username: SuperPanic
Name: DAVDEN MAXXIM
Trolltag+Color in Hex code: darkTestimony (#800080)
Age: 6 solar sweeps
Gender:Male
Blood Color: [COLOR="rgb(128, 0, 12"]Purple Durple[/COLOR]
Appearance:
Locale: A deep underwater cavelike home, with one big cavern. His LUSUS sleeps on the far side of the cave and his tub, computer and things are all on the other side. It is not decorated and quite dim most of the time.
Strife Specibus: Pipekind
Lusus: OTTERBEAST
Personality: Your name is DAVDEN LEXXIM, and you gain most of the enjoyment in your life out of annoying others.
You have a variety of INTERESTS even though you are generally pretty lazy. You see yourself as a top class prankster and troll, making fun and cracking jokes at the most inappropriate of moments. You also have wanted to try FLARP, but you realize there is probably much more fun irratating and making fun of those who do and watching their reactions!
Your lusus is a SPEEDY OTTERBEAST and you have learned all of the tricks of the trade from it, it still following him and helping with his hilarious tricks, even when it realises that most of them ARE REALLY NOT THAT FUNNY.
You are often gone by the time anyone wants to fight you, and so do not often have to confront people very often, you have trained you body and can run pretty fast from situations where people just can't take a joke.
You are agile but a bit weak for a young Troll.
Your fetch modi is TRICKSTER, a modi which usually picks the most unhelpful and useless item you have at the moment, it constantly gets the better of you and reminds you that you can always troll harder.
You can usually be found planning or pulling off a usually terrible joke on people that will probably never find it funny at all.
Oddly carries royal blood but many think this is just a mutation and he is treated like more of a commoner
Interests: Making fun of people, Running, Pulling pranks.

Lexperiments; Makor Zemor; righteousReaper

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MSPA Username: Lexperiments
Name: Makor Zemor
Trolltag+Color in Hex code: righteousReaper 0C0095 (Dark Blue) ((note: I cannot use the actual client)
Age: 6 solar sweeps
Gender: M
Blood Color: Dark Blue
Appearance:

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Locale:
Your hive is a LARGE, PLAINS close to an ocean. The hive itself is a very large 2-floor estate with a large basement that fits underground. It is made out of mostly a slightly blue-tinted dark black metal, but you've 'edited' it in some places and replaced it with various materials which you think look really nice, like embedding gems in the walls and replacing the floors with wood in some rooms.
Strife Specibus: Reaperkind (Scythes & Sickles)
Lusus: Lion
Personality:
Your personality is good-hearted for a troll, but judgemental. You love to talk to people, and you are usually very energetic. At first glance, you usually associate people by their blood color, and you DESPISE anonbloods. You're a bit delusional and crazy.
Interests: Technology, FLARPing, making homemade stuff, programming (though he sucks at it)

[sjasogun]

Miscellaneous

[sjasogun]

> Enter name

Zitface McNerdy

> Try again, smartass

Robin Greenlet

That's better. You are a young man standing in your bedroom. You have various INTERESTS, including but not limited to playing CHESS (bad), COMPUTER PROGRAMMING even though you are NOT THAT GREAT at it either. You are very good at VIDEO GAMES though, especially MMORPG'S. You like watching ANIME, though you recently HAVEN'T BEEN KEEPING UP WITH IT. You also enjoy writing REVIEWS of the games you play. Recently, you bought a new game called SBurb. The main reason you bought it was because the GameBro stated it was a terrible piece of shit. So you decided to write a real review for it, something you were going to do until a couple of days ago, when an alien informed you that the earth is doomed and SBurb is the only thing that can save you and your friends. That means the review will have to wait.

But before you go and contact your friends to save them from impending doom, let's give them some time to introduce themselves, shall we?

[BenBen]

> Enter name

Shorty Computernerd

> Hehe, no. Try again.

Ben Volcan

Much better. You are a very stressed Ben Volcan. You have several INTERESTS which include, but are not limited to, PROGRAMMING FETCH MODI, VIDEOGAMES, DRAWING and CUBE-TOSSING, an activity which you INVENTED YOURSELF. You sell the fetch modi that you program ONLINE, and it is how you have met most of your friends. You are currently very stressed as there are several requests on DOWN UNDER MODI, your modus site, and you also have several assignments for school. And to top it all off, you have purchased a new game called SBurb which your friends want you to play with them. The only reason you bought it was so that you could make a modus version of it. Plus, an alien dude told you that there was some sort of game that would determine the fate of the world or some crap. You do believe them, you just really don't feel like it today.

But first, let's meet these 'friends' of your's.

[adimal]

> Enter name

Nerdbot McDorkenheimer ✗

> You're really bad at this game...

Fletcher Carter ✓

You're name is Fletcher and you're currently doing some rounds around your room. You take note of your various interests as you tidy up a bit. In many places are items tied to your passion for PHOTOGRAPHY. An old FILM CAMERA sits atop your dresser, a loving gift from your FATHER, with several FILM CANISTERS waiting to be developed near it. Nearby is your trusty DIGITAL CAMERA. You do most of your shooting with this, though you tend to pretty BAD at it. On your desk lies your handheld BX VIDEO GAMING SYSTEM, which contains your favorite game, POUCH FIENDS: AZURE VERSION. Your OLDER BROTHER, who is FAR BETTER than you at video games, claims it's a cheap knock-off of a far more POPULAR and far more JAPANESE game, but you're not sure about that. Finishing off your desk area are several ACTION FIGURES of well-known SUPERHEROES. These are your treasures, though sometimes you can't resist the urge to PLAY with them.

Your BROTHER has been going on about a new IMMERSIVE-SIMULATION GAME that just went to BETA. He is currently out of the house with his GIRLFRIEND. He's given you permission to play it, so long as you tell him how awesome it is when he gets back. You just need to find someone who will play it with you. Perhaps you'll pester one of your few friends...

[GrisHarlequin]

=> Be the human girl...

Nah ah beeatch... that ain't how I roll... Nobody's bossing me around!!! Keep going that way and you'll have a snapping coming your way!

=> Fine.... Be... Whatever you wanna be...

That's better, you don't roll by anyone's rules but your own. So now you're a young girl standing in the middle of who knows what place and doing... whatever you wanna be doing...

How are we gonna call you?

=>

GOD ALMIGHTY? I DIDN'T INSERT THAT RIGHT THERE!!! What exactly do you think you are doing little missy? No character is supposed to be that meta... not even in canon! Removing the reader's chance to mock you is the biggest thinkable offense! Dear god we had prepared countless puns for this annoying child. Nevertheless the show must go on...What are you grinning about? You'll cease your annoying habits this instant and tell your name properly!!!

=> Cease your annoying habits and introduce yourself properly...

This is the most appropiate you'll ever see AIDEEN KELLEY behave.

You are now the girl who is a troll, not the troll girl for the existence of trolls as an alien race in the universe is something completely implausible. Your name is AIDEEN KELLEY. You live wherever the winds take you but spend most of your time in an abandoned starbucks. Since no one has claimed it, and there doesn't seem to be a demolition notice you sleep in it taking care that no one sees your secret entrance. You don't want other hobos to take your place, you have experiences with these things.

Anyway, among your several interests is TROLLING, in a strict human sense (but what's the point of this affirmation if humans are the only smart people to be able to do it) and tend to start flame wars in forums and imageboards using a laptop you stole yourself. You like annoying people in general but what annoys you the most is your pet raccoon, with which you fight often for food, using your FIREPLACE-POKER KIND SPECIBUS. Still, he has been with you more than anyone you've known and you don't mind it much. Instead you turn to annoy and undermine as many people as you can in teh internetz. Luckily, the idiots that abandoned starbucks left the wi-fi router installed, and with a little hacking you finally can strip the whole block off their internet bandwidth. Other of your interests are survival, since you tend to travel wherever you want; scams, you really need to get money in the asphalt jungle; escapism, the previous skill needs it included; and arson fire starting. This last one you're not sure if you just need it but you just love watching things burn.

You have recently heard a lot of fuss about a game being "THE GREATEST THING SINCE SLICED BREAD", being the most normal statements and "AAAAHHHHH" "THIS IS FUCKING METEORS" around what you suppose is a strange new speaking trend that has been caught on account of this game. As a good troll your job is to get this game and figure the best possible way to annoy people with it... Perhaps you should get some data on it first...

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Tadah!!!! Nothing to express more originality than a copied/pasted intro log. I hope my next post doesn't have the shitty panels I had done last time...

[AmazingEggplant]

>USERNAME

***********

>PASSWORD

..............

>ACCESS DENIED

Darn it!

You just failed attempting to hack in your own computer, which you encrypted for INFILTRATION PRACTICE. How do you ever expect to be a top SECRET AGENT if you can't even break into your own computer?! Bah!

You are NATHANIEL SHAW and you are almost 14 years old. You live in the greatest state, in the greatest country. LOUISIANA, USA. How could anyone not like the bayou?! Jazz, seafood, constant excitement! Your house, rather, MANOR is very comfortable for you and your GODFATHER. Granted, it's slightly large for only two people but you like the space for practice.

You are an aspiring SPY, due to your love of all media pertaining to the perpetually smooth and gloriously lethal SECRET AGENT. Specifically, one JAMES BOND. You've read the books, watched the movies, and played the games countless times. It helps you deal with the fact that you were ABANDONED and live with your grateful but un-related GODFATHER.

Coming back a bit, you really enjoy JAZZY music, whether it be the blues, big-band swing, or even just a soulful saxophone solo. It really gets the BLOOD pumping! When you're not relaxing with a nice pot o' gumbo and jazz music or working on your infiltration abilities you can find yourself participating in some HIGH FANTASY EXCITEMENT, usually playing Dungeons and Dragons with your friends or working on your WARHAMMER ARMIES.

Your therapist suggested those awhile ago anyway to help build "social skills" or something to combat your "severe depression" or whatever. You don't like to talk about it.

So you won't!

This week is too cool to wallow in your "DISSOCIATIVE IDENTITY DISORDER" or whatever FOOLISH thing you were labeled as. Your Godfather recently gave you a SICK-NASTY revolver as an early present and promised to teach you, regardless of his insistence of your NATURAL BORN ABILITIES. To put icing on the cake, you were invited to an extremely VIP beta test of an exciting game, SBURB!

You can't wait to play it, but you feel slightly APPREHENSIVE; your best and only friend warned you to take it a lot more serious than you planned on.

You should really work on finding someone to connect with....

>HACK THAT COMPUTER AND GET TO SLEUTHING

[vanquishedValiant]

A gear completes it's rotation, a spring winds through cold space.

Firing pistons pushing levers to shift our view to a far off place.






A sneaky troll girl stands in her respit...


Wait a second!

What happened to the nerd herd? I thought we were examining the chess team first? This doesn't look like Earth. Where the hell are we?
Who the hell are you?

> Enter Name


Bitchsprocket Cogsucker ✗



> You have all the time in the world... But not for this.

Kiriza Kanzor ✓



Your name is Kiriza Kanzor and you are fiddling with a pile of broken CLOCKWORK pieces. Thanks to being currently situated in the LAND OF VAULTS AND CONTRAPTIONS there is no shortage of components to fuel your HOBBY, and you've made great progress in the last few nights. Many of your FRIENDS have not had much TIME to pursue their INTERESTS in light of RECENT EVENTS, but you appreciate that you have access to as much time as you want. Even if you have to take it by FORCE.

You are the THIEF OF TIME and there are currently 5 instances of yourself located in your respiteblock. One is a barely displaced past-self from the start of this very same extended TINKERING session, while the others are catching up on a little SLEEP, at various points on your own PERSONAL TIMELINE.

Although time travelling is extremely useful, you do your best to neatly schedule whenever instances of yourself interact, to avoid confusion, and ensure that everything works out as planned. You PREFER to experience a stretch of time NORMALLY before you EXPLOIT it later for RELAXING with your tinkering or your sleep.

Both your LOCATION and your newfound POWER for temporal manipulation are both the result of a GAME which you started playing some time ago. Your team will have been in this game for approximately ONE ALTERNIAN WEEK at the end of the night, although you yourself have been around half again, possibly double that time.

Aside from your own epic QUEST and your HOBBIES, you have taken on the hefty burden of COMMUNICATING with a group of aliens called HUMANS, who are about to embark on a JOURNEY of their own, and due to their HELPLESS and WEAK nature, are sure to need your assistance to survive.

Well, it looks like you work quickly when you assess the situation; This gadget looks finished. Why don't you use the rest of this time for another hobby, and SPY on both your Troll and Human colleagues.



What the hell are they doing?

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>Kiriza: Obzerve the yellow-blood.

You are now spying on MIRALE SORIAN. The lowblood poser appears to have engaged a group of imps by stabbing them with a fang and walking away before even stopping to ensure their demize. Az alwayz her kombat tekknikwe leaves a lot to be axxed for.... Oh, well at the very leazt the fang was poisoned. It's not a very effitzient strategy but you kan't expekt much more from a muztard blooded fre-

There’s a new voice in your head...
Yo/~u better no/~t be spying o/~n me, Kiriza.

Your mind is krowded enough az iz, and there isn’t much you can really do about that, so you decide to just leave her alone for a bit. Even still, you are going to have a few choice ‘wordz’ for her later...

>Mirale: Take over the narration.

You are now Mirale, instead of the idiotic blue-blooded troll. You put your fang away, then look around back to the imps, which have all fallen down- save one. He must have resisted the poison, but no matter, you still did damage to him. You decide to kick him in the face. Which worked. You collect the grist, then look up. You see the other side of the planet you are on, covered in colored lights as normal.

You are in the LAND OF INVERSE AND NEON, a world that is literally inside out. Your house is on the outside, on top of a sort of airlock thing, that keeps the air inside the world. On the outside the surface is covered in hot magma, and the inside of the sphere holds the real surface - a world covered in different biomes but all of them with neon tubes running through it, lighting up what would otherwise be a pitch black world. Where the core would normally be, there is a small blue neon sphere that flickers on and off constantly. It’s quite annoying.

You are in the middle of playing the game of SGRUB, and you are the ROGUE OF BREATH, which apparently gives you power over wind, but you have yet to really figure that out.

You see an ogre in the distance and you grin. Using your PSYCHIC VOICE, you sing a lullaby straight into his head, trying to put him to sleep. After a few minutes of confusion, it falls asleep, and you run over to stab it in the head, killing him.You collect the grist - you are so in the lead in this game.

[Flare-Dragon]

>Mirale: Be the other blue-blooded troll

You veer away from the mustard blood and look at an AWESOME troll, who's all over AWESOME things right now. He seems to be working on an engine of somesorts, so let's give him...her...IT...a name.

>Enter Name

Red-rocket Iceblow

GOG NO!!! No troll is worth that name, not even one who vehemently ignores the royalties of the hemospectrum. Give him a name that's more suitable

Demeez Mekkan

That's better. Now go introduce yourself, why don't you?

>Demeez: Introduce yourself

Your name is DEMEEZ MEKKAN. You are the Seer of Frost and are currently riding in a hover car, which contains a powerful engine, designed by yourself, which is supposed to be the most powerful ever, having all the lusi-power. ALL OF IT!!! You are currently in the LAND OF LITTLE WHEELS AND TUNDRA, and scavenging it for your next location, which is a gate of some sorts.

Your interests include TALKING TO EXTRA-TERRESTRIAL BEINGS, observing ELECTRIFYING WEATHER PHENOMENONS and, if its not balantly obvious already, BUILDING HIGH-POWERED VEHICLE ENGINES, which you are very good with it. You spend the majority of your time perfecting your HIGH-POWERED ENGINES, often getting help from Kiriza, as she shares a very similar interest. Although talking to the recently-discovered HUMANS is AWESOME for you, she seems to feel that it's a bad idea, which you think is totally UNCOOL.

Your chumhandle is highspeedIncinerator and you tend to speak with >>>highspeed-intensity and AWESOMEness>>> but you also tend to '!!!BE FURIOUS!!!' at times, '???Thoughtful???' at other times and ---Kind of calm...--- anytime else.

You are currently playing SGRUB like your fellow trolls and, as mentioned before, are currently trying to find your next gate. You wield your SPANNER/WRENCH kind, which does include both in it's name as they're two names to the same tool. You have a decent hoard of grist from slaying SHARD IMPS and ICICLE OGRES. Ever since entering the game, you've never been as happy as ever before as this game has the smell and feel of ULTIMATE AWESOMENESS!!! Speaking of AWESOMEness, let's see what other rad things your colleagues are up to...

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1. Hope this isn't too bad of an introductory posts. I may posts pictures but not now...
2. I couldn't see if anyone had taken the 'Heir' title for the trolls, so I took it. Tell me if I'm wrong
3. I took a bit to post my intro because I just never got to it...

[dystopianScion]

> Spy on the Heir.

Man, Mekkan is scrambling around like a wiggler. It's making you exhausted just looking at him. Time to observe someone a little less frantic.

Here he is. He's just kind of sitting there, typing away. Your moirail takes things at a much more reasonable pace. Of course, sometimes he needs little...nudge to get him motivated.

> Be the firetroll.



No way! You can't be him yet! He hasn't been given a name.

> Enter name.

Sootnook Ashgrub ✗

Yeah, sure. No seriously, try again.

Pyrrix Avinas ✓

Better.

> Be Pyrrix.



You are now the slightly singed troll. After a particularly stirring battle with some underlings, you have decided to take a short rest to recuperate and avoid burning to death in an adrenaline fueled inferno. This game has been forcing you to take things slow. Normal life on Alternia was interrupted by occasional blazes, but being forced to constantly fight is lighting way more fires than you can easily handle. You have to wait after every fight for your powers to stop spazzing out, and then you can continue safely. Your friends are almost always busy with their own quests, so in these periods you have begun to chat with the aliens Kiriza has been bugging you about.


Your have been working your way through conversations linearly, despite the intriguing timeline capabilities that Trollian boasts. The going is slow, but you figure it is better to know them before trying to help them with whatever catastrophe Kiriza keeps telling you about.

Well, time to get rolling. You close your husktop and captchalogue it. Everyone else has been able to run forward all willy-nilly, and you are going to fall behind at this rate. Time to step it up.

What will you do next? Perhaps you want to be someone else for a while?

[SuperPanic]

==> See if that annoying fish has died yet

You hate this douchebag, and unfortunately see he is still breathing.
Wait, you don't know his name?
WHO'S THIS DOUCHEBAG?

==> Bust a move fishface!

Wait, what?

==> Enter name
That guy who types with his fake.✗

I guess that is pretty accurate, but I don't care. WRONG

Grubfake MkTwatgills✗

No, stop being so troublesome, you know his name!

Davden Maxxim

Yea, that's the one.
Anyway, this is the ANNOYING Troll that you hate, he is pretty useless at fighting but he considers himself pretty good, best to leave him to his delusions. He uses the stupid and impractical SYTHEKIND, looking sinister but achieving not much.
He seems to have combined his trusty tool with a classic historic Troll comedy, THRULL HOUSE and some EATING UTENSILS. He gets most enjoyment out of BEING A TOTAL DOUCHEBAG, although he has got his comeuppance quite a few times from a friendly reminder of pistol fire, resulting in a shortage of shoes. He is the BARD OF VOID, a pretty shitty title that even he agrees sucks. He is DUMB enough to ignore everything around him, not noticing that his consorts were important at all. He seems to have figured out how to use his PORTALS by this point in time, which is very useful for him, if he were at all competent.

He is not that special of a Troll apart from one defining feature, his PURPLE BLOOD, often seen as a mutation, as he has never been seen as the grub of the royal family, he is treated like DIRT by most SEA DWELLERS and interacts mostly with LAND DWELLERS.

OH GOG, I DIDN'T WANT HIS LIFE STORY!

Yea, shut up.

HAHA, YOU ARE STARTING TO SOUND LIKE HIM

I would try to see this from your level, but my head doesnt fit that far up my arse.

OH SO MATURE, ARE YOU SURE YOU AREN'T DAVVY

Screw this, just go look at some other 'alien' now

[Lexperiments]

((Wait.

Thief of Time is taken?

FFFFFFUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU-))




==> Be the Righteous Reaper.

You are MAKOR ZEMOR, a [COLOR="rgb(0, 0, 900)"]DARK BLUE BLOODED[/COLOR] troll of SEVEN POINT FIVE SWEEPS. This means you are a HIGHBLOOD, and you TAKE ADVANTAGE OF IT. You have LOTS of respect for the SPECTRUM.

Your strife specibus is Reaperkind, which means you can use both scythes and sickles, representing your symbol(which is a scythe crossed over a sickle, or at least, that's what you think it is). You prefer to use scythes, though. You do own a large FARM in your estate, which makes your specibus a lot more useful!

Your hive used to be in a LARGE PLAINS close to an ocean. The hive itself is a very large 2-floor estate with a large basement that fits underground. It is made out of mostly a slightly blue-tinted dark black metal, but you've 'edited' it in some places and replaced it with various materials which you think look really nice, like embedding gems in the walls and replacing the floors with wood in some rooms.

Your LUSUS is a LION. You have a GOOD RELATIONSHIP with it, and it is very smart. You can (most of the time) understand its purring, and you have learned a good amount of info from it, like how to hunt and how to make handmade items. It is incredibly proud.

Your personality is good-hearted for a troll, but judgemental. You love to talk to people, and you are usually very energetic. At first glance, you usually associate people by their blood color, and you DESPISE anonbloods. In your head, you think they're all stupid lowbloods who get treated even worse for not showing their blood color! Idiots. Of course, you've never seen a mutated blood color. You don't think they exist. Anyways, while you take a lot of consideration into the spectrum, you don't tend to completely bias your opinions from it. You also like to boss lowbloods around for fun every once in a while.

You love TECHNOLOGY. You never had too much of it, but you LOVE what you have. You tried programming once but you suck at it. Most of your technology is loot from your FLARP sessions. Your trollhandle is righteousReaper.

Your favorite activity is FLARPing. You are a class you made up yourself, a Righteous Reaper. This is for a few reasons:

• You love slashing.
• You hate that you love slashing.
• You justify the addiction to slashing by only doing "noble" and "heroic" killings.
• Your specibus is Reaperkind.

Therefore, you are a righteous reaper. And that is why you made the class. Since you take more noble missions, you're not much of a treasure hunter and don't have too much loot. Evil players tend to have good stuff, though! You also are a shitty clouder, so you are only a player.

You love to MAKE THINGS. You have a homemade WALLET SYLLADEX, and most of your weapons are made out of things you loot from FLARP. They don't tend to be in the BEST CONDITION, though.

You tend to talk [COLOR="rgb(0, 0, 900)"]Veryfast, withmanypauses, andproper, capitalization, andpunctuation.[/COLOR]

You live on the LAND OF FIRE AND SWAMPS, which is really kind of odd. Like, one moment, you'll be attacking a VINE IMP, then the next second it'll light on fire by a passing FLAME LICH. It's annoying when they gang up on YOU, but they just turn into a huge mess when they start fighting each other. It's a good source of grist, though.

((Sooo, question. Like, Makor is also a Thief of Time.
Uhm. How is this gonna work? Should I just change title? Could we do TWO of the same title??? ))

[GrisHarlequin]

==> Never mind the aliens... Be a REAL troll...

Gladyly!

You take command of the lovely (annoying) red haired girl and proceed to do what you do best... bother your friends...

First of all let's annoy the one who is rarely around... just for the kicks

-- venturousCipherer [VC] ceased pestering flameTrooper [FT] at 23:59 --

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FT: Greenlet!
FT: I'm bored!
FT: Juggle or something!
VC: Oh god
VC: Why do you have to keep bothering me all the time.
VC: Ugh
FT: Because you love that I keep bothering you all the time.
FT: It inflates your ego
FT: It makes you feel special.
FT: choose your answer
VC: Agh.
VC: We have been over this, all of those apply to you.
FT: My my! Haven't you been taught not to talk back to a superior?
VC:
VC: Don't go on that tour again, please.
FT: It's okay...
FT: I forgive your attitude though!
FT: I am that magnanimous!
FT: hehehhe!
VC: Okay fine, I'll play along.
VC: Just because there is no other way of reasonably communicating with you
FT: Good boy!
-- flameTrooper [FT] pats VC on the head. --
VC: Yes ma'm
FT: Hahahah!
-- venturousCipherer [VC] changed their mood to RANCOROUS --
FT: Geez! Aren't you pissy today!
FT: Are you on one of your "days"?
FT: I could lend you some femenine products to control that!
VC: What
FT: Shoosh pap... don't fret my dear.
FT: There's nothing to alarm...
FT: It's completely natural.
VC: Okay """"ma'm"""""
VC: See the amount of quotation marks to stress my cynicalness?
FT: Hahahah!
FT: Aren't you special?
FT: You even make summision boring!
FT: Anyway..
FT: I'm really bored...
FT: Seriously now.
VC: Then, I may have a solution.
VC: It will be beneficial to both of us.
FT: Pray tell your solution!
VC: No doubt you have heard of the new game, SBURB.
FT: Nope.
FT: Not a clue.
VC: Argh
VC: I don't know if you're trolling me now or not.
FT: Heheheh!
FT: That's the beauty of it!
FT: Simple things are more than enough.
VC: It's supposed to be some kind of adventure-y simulation game.
VC: GameBro rated it low, enough indication that it is a good game in my opinion.
FT: Game bro is da bomb! How can you say that?
FT: I submit articles to it all the time!
VC: God, now I KNOW you're trolling.
FT: They never publish them though!
FT: Perhaps it's because I include the word "c*nt" often...
FT: heheheh!
VC: The very material *cough asbestos cough* they print it on is poison.
VC: Anyway, I've been setting it up to play this game with my friends
VC: aka the people you bother all the time
FT: XP
FT: So we're playing this adventure "stimulation" game?
VC: Yes
VC: It has two discs, a server and a client one
VC: We can connect in a 'chain' of players, the server of the first player being the client of the third
VC: and so on and so forth
FT: Oh! I get it!
FT: So I don't need the client disc then!
VC: AUGH
FT: Because everyone is gonna get SERVED!!!!!
FT: Hahahahah!
VC: That wasn't even funny...
FT: I'm not here for your enjoyment!
VC: I don't understand how Ben copes with you
FT: He owes me a modus.
FT: He says he doesn't..
FT: But until he gives it to me I'll keep on bothering him.
VC: Since he seems to be the only one who can why don't you be his server
FT: Why don't yous weet talk him for me?
VC: to get you a modus you never ordered?
FT: *gasp*
FT: Why do you say such things?
VC: Somehow I'm more inclined to believe Ben than you on this matter.
VC: I don't know why.
FT: I did everything correctly.
FT: I got on his crappy webpage...
FT: And I placed my order...
FT: just skipped the payment part.
FT: That's it.
VC: Are you serious about this.
FT: how can you know?
FT: >:]
VC: Whatever.
FT: So fine!
FT: I'll serve his ass!
VC: If you connect to Ben as his server you are basically in control.
FT: Whoop dee doo!!
VC: You like that idea, don't you?
FT: AWWWW YEAAA
FT: I already control him..
FT: But one more mean to do so is very well accepted!
VC: One more thing
VC: Before you think of this idea and bother me again in a long and fruitless conversation.
VC: Ben is already being my server.
FT: How rude!
FT: I was expecting to serve your ass too!
FT: But if you want your boyfriend so close, fine by me!
VC: Bluh
VC: I'm not asking you to understand why you can't be the server to both of us, nor am I expecting you to do so.
FT: Hey! I know how connection chains work!
FT: Don't you insult my intellect!
VC: Your blabbering seems to suggest otherwise.
FT: I blabber all the time...
FT: It's what you find hottest in me
FT: just for you babe
FT:
VC: AUGH!
VC: This is impossible
VC: Just connect to Ben as his server and find someone who is willing to be your server player, if you can find anybody who actually wants to fulfill that profession.
FT: your mom is impossible!
FT: Shit...
FT: ninja'd
FT: heh!
FT: I know exactly who'll help me!
VC: Actually, since it will give them the opportunity to get back at you everybody will want to.
VC: No problems in that department.
FT: So...
VC: what?
FT: are you implying you'd like to serve me?
FT: :P
VC: I would love to, but then we'd have a three-man chain, numbnuts
FT: Don't you want the chance to do anything with me?
-- flameTrooper [FT] slips her sleeve down... --
VC: It doesn't matter whether I say no or yes now does it.
VC: You're going to roll me up in a cloth of trolls anyway
FT: Glad you're catching up!
FT: XD
FT: You haven't got a chance with me anyway!
FT: You're not my type!
VC: Anyway, Fletcher, Katar and Nate are going to be participating as well
VC: ask one of them to serve your ass
FT: heheheh!
FT: They'll serve me well!
VC: Send me a log of you begging them, I'll have something to laugh at.
VC: And trust me, Aideen, you will be begging.
-- venturousCipherer [VC] ceased pestering flameTrooper [FT] at 00:21 --
FT: Pussy

-- flameTrooper [FT] ceased pestering venturousCipherer [VC] at 00:21 --


Oh god! This guy is always a laugh!!!! Still you remember to give the last word yourself as a good troll needs to do all the time... You'll try to play this game but you're no idiot, you'll investigate as much as possible and you'll even tear the game apart so you can have your "usual" advantage...

No one beats you in computer games... No one...

Just when you're about to bother someone else a screen shows up...

Well, well, well... Speaking of the devil...

-- cubetossGamer [CG] began pestering flameTrooper [FT] at 13:39 --

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CG: Hello Aideen.
CG: I have noticed that you have been trolling my forums.
FT: Durrr hurrr! Really? I hadn't!!!!
CG: Unless you want me to find all your personal information, I suggest you stop.
FT: Yeah, good luck with that!
CG: You computer really has no security.
FT: I have my netz rerouted to all the servers!
FT: ALL OF THEM!
CG: I have no idea what you just said.
CG: Hacking is actually quite easy compared to programming fetch modi.
CG: Which reminds me...
CG: Despite your constant trolling, you don't seem to have purchased a fetch modus off me.
CG: Like everyone else on the forums has.
CG: Hello?
FT: Gosh! You think you are the only one I am attending right now?
FT: The troll station is crowded!
FT: And I gotta serve all of these noobs!
FT: Anyway, I wouldn't buy any of your shitty moduses...
CG: The plural is modi.
CG: And they are not shitty.
FT: Okay, I correct myself, your crappy modi.
CG: :/
FT: And anyways, I am trolling the noobs you are attending, not yourself.
CG: Why exactly do you find them crappy?
FT: Well first of anything your trials suck! That hash modus I tried to jailbreak just kept on glitching!!!!
FT: What do you have against jailbreak? Freedom of speech man!!
CG: That's why you don't jailbreak. Derp.
CG: Jailbreaks are technically ILLEGAL.
FT: Second, your shop display is lousy, can't find myself with a map in there!
FT: And please, get over the legal thing...
CG: I honestly have no idea why I'm still arguing with you.
FT: Well, because you find me extremely appealing when I'm mad!
CG: Oh god no.
CG: Never go there.
FT: Oh god! I was just shooting to the blue!!! I can't believe I hit it!
FT: Hahahah!
CG: Fuck no!
FT: You like me! Haha!
CG: FUCK NO!
FT: So you'd prefer to sit around in your computer chatting with complete strangers? Hah! Nerd!
CG: That's me.
CG: I am what you would call a nerd.
CG: Just as you are a troll.
FT: Well thank you!
FT: You really are cute, ain'tcha?
CG: ?
FT: Keep going and I could open up a spot on my busy agenda!
FT: Hahah!
CG: You find me cute?
CG: This is getting messed up.
FT: Whatever, I'm, not interested in selfdeprecating antisocial geeks...
CG: -_-
FT: Listen, as a friend you should really do something about the crappy layout on your webpage...
CG: I prefer nerd to geek.
FT: Thank you for the english class, pointdexter!
CG: -_-
FT: And it is about time you give me that free modus!
FT: I mean, I keep giving you all this propaganda...
FT: and advertising and marketing shit...
CG: I do not give away free modi.
FT: Hahaha! Not even as promotion? Lame!
CG: What propaganda is this?
CG: And advertising shit?
FT: Well I keep talking about your shitty webpage around...
FT: Have you seen nevervisitthispage.com?
FT: It's pretty cool!
FT: I make most of it!
FT: Hehehe
CG: If it says nevervisitthispage.com, why do people visit it?
FT: Practically everypage on the list has had like millions of visits thanks to me!
FT: Mostly trolls.
FT: Hehehe!
CG: X|
FT: See, I'm not alone!
FT: I have an army!
CG: Well, I've just checked the layout of the site and everything is fine.
CG: If you can't find you're way around, then you must be dumber than a bag of rocks.
FT: Hire one of those hipsters that polish the netz, surely they'd do a better work.
FT: It looks like dung...
FT: Do you guyz down under use that word?
CG: The 'netz'?
FT: Or what other synonim for shit do you have?
FT: I know, shit, poop, crap, dung,
CG: Making fun of Australia now?
CG: Uncool Aideen, uncool.
FT: Oh not at all! I'm juts eager to make some cultural exchange!
CG: By asking what word we use for shit?
FT: Well duh! We all beings do it!
CG: You have an interesting idea of cultural exchange.
FT: Hahah! Keep going, sweetheart, you might get lucky...
CG: That last sentence of your's made no sense.
CG: ???
FT: I just like it when them play rough!
FT: Hahaha!
CG: I have no idea what your going on about with this lucky shit.
FT: So you don't have any other words?
FT: Mhmmm... lame...
CG: And ignore my question, that's fine.
CG: Oh wait.
CG: I didn't word it as a question.
CG: Oops.
FT: Hehehe... polish your grammar mr modiman...
FT: So what was it?
FT: You made several statements....
FT: Can't just answer randomly!
CG: What exactly are you going on about with this 'get lucky' shit?
FT: Hahaha! I'm just teasing... Never been flirted with before? Wow! Get a life!
CG: I have a life.
CG: I earn an income.
CG: That's more than you.
CG: All you do is troll innocents on the internet.
FT: I do get an income! Depending on what my 'client' is carrying at the moment,
FT: And that was the point of it all, right? Scolding the bad girl for misbehaving...
CG: I sense illegality.
FT: Okay mr rightous... I tell you what... I stop doing my continuous recollection and you give me my free modus.
FT: And for free you get 20% less trolling!
CG: Anyway, I have no idea why I'm still in this conversation.
FT: But really, you gotta grant me to troll at least the "What kind of modus is the jenga modus?" ones!
CG: I'm busy playing Epic Mafia.
FT: Hahaha! Another for the list!
CG: ?
-- flameTrooper [FT] actualizes nevervisitthispage.com --
FT: There!
FT: I made a never-play-this-game list, just for you!
FT:
CG: A game list?
FT: Anyway, if you just wanted to scold me, whatever, your job is done.
FT: You can exit a righteous man for doing what you can.
FT: But right now I have more important things to do...
FT: Like "earn my income"
FT: Heheheh!
CG: Oh fun.
CG: Well, bye then.

-- cubetossGamer [CG] ceased pestering flameTrooper [FT] at 14:05 --

Ah poor bastard... if he just let go of that modus he owes you you would elave him alone...

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NAH!

He's easy material... Someday he'll crack... You need to continue doing your hard work...

Speaking of work... It might be time for you to "earn your income"... You proceed to the nearest exit to get your bread...


==> Spend two hours being chased, avoiding the justice and getting home with nothing...

Done... done aaaaaand done...

You arrive hungry and tired at home... you didn't expect taht woman to be so rowdy over a second bowl of food... geez... people these days are too oversensitive...

You approach the computer to have a little fun but your internet connection, despite being free is slow as shit and the only program you can half-run appropiatly is pesterchum... You open it and see Greenblet is still on... Twice on a day would be too much?

Nope... If it's trolling it's not too much... Besides you LOVE trolling this guy...


-- flameTrooper [FT] began pestering venturousCipherer [VC] at 00:03 --

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FT: Greenlet!
FT: Green green!
VC: Oh god
VC: Didn't I tell you to connect with Ben?
FT: You know I should call you grasshopper...
FT: Because of your last name.
FT: And yeah
FT: I did
FT: Well... I talked to him...
FT: The l'il guy was kinda intimidated by my awesomeness...
FT: couldn't cope with me.
VC: In other words you trolled him.
FT: He still refuses to give me that modus he owes me
FT: Until I get it I'll continue pestering him.
FT: >:]
VC: Agh
VC: Whatever, just connect with him, okay?
FT: Fine!
FT: I'll connect!
FT: jeez!
FT: What's so important about a stupid game anyway?
VC: errrrrrrrr...
VC: Okay, what the hell
VC: I'll tell you, you'll find out sooner or later anyway
VC: I won't give you the full description I got so I'll summarize it for you in...
VC: about 6 words
VC: Earth Is Doomed
VC: Game Saves Us
VC: Any more questions?
FT: I don't want a summary of the game.
FT: If I wanted to read a shitty recap of it
FT: I would have bought this months game bro
FT: Even though the shitty magazine doesn't publish my excellent articles.
VC: Okay FINE
VC: At this moment there are thousands of meteors headed for earth
VC: Whether or not they are a direct or indirect result of the game remains vague
VC: They can and will destroy earth, and if we try to stop them we will all die anyway
VC: I heard that the game once had to send a planet's moon down to destroy it
VC: The idea is that the game saves our asses.
VC: How and why is as much as a mystery to me as it is to my source.
VC: That was my final point
FT: Okay I let you finish...
FT: But everyone has to know that the discovery channel "aliens" guy meme has the best conspiracy theories in the world.
FT: If you want a sci-fi fanfic check some other pages...yours sucks...
FT: The concept of a game destroying a world? priceless... but badly applied...
FT: I mean that shit is more for a vernian book
VC: My source is a member from an alien race calling themselves the 'trolls'
FT: wait...
VC: fuck it if you dont believe me
FT: what?
FT: nononono
FT: what did you say about trolls?
FT: Robin dear...
FT: has anyone else messed with you?
VC: No
FT: Has anyone tread down my lane?
VC: If she did she is a better troll than you by a long shot
VC: And she has to be the best photoshopper in the world to boot
VC: Since I don't see any editing traces on the photo she sent me
FT: Robin... I'm hurt...
FT: You're meeting other trolls?
FT: besides me?
FT: I thought we had something special!
VC: I told you, its for real
VC: They are real aliens
FT: Yeah I know
FT: wait what?
FT: Sorry I wasn ninja'd for your idiotic comment
FT: what do you mean real aliens?
VC: Like REAL aliens!
VC: They have blood of several colors based and their color determines their social rank.
VC: They call it the "hemospectrum".
FT: Are you seriously guzzling up that shit?
VC: Fine then
VC: see for yourself
VC: http://img.ie/0a675.png
FT: that's a really well done photoshopping there
FT: but I can see the traces of the texture they used for the horns
FT: And what's with the color choice?
FT: They look like candy corn!
FT: That's just ridiculous!
VC: Fine then
VC: If you don't believe me just play the game
FT: Well I'll play...
VC: We'll talk when you're inside
VC: Perhaps you will believe me by that time
FT: doubt it
FT: still don't take shit from those trolls
FT: remember
FT: I am YOUR troll...
FT: hehehehehehe
-- flameTrooper [FT] ceased pestering venturousCipherer [VC] at 00:16 --
-- venturousCipherer [VC] began pestering flameTrooper [FT] at 00:19 --
VC: FUCK

He commented last.. The little shit is onto you and know you always return to do exactly that... Just as you are about to reply he disconnects... How dares he... First he meets other trolls and now he relinquishes you from your right to finish a sentence first.... Okay that's it...

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You grab the pic he sent you and enter tiny eye reverse image search to look for the origin from said file and receive a particularly odd looking IP number... Whatever this shit should be enough to deal with the bitch that's treading your territory... She's gonna pay in spades...

-- flameTrooper [FT] began pestering kovertMekkanik [KM] at 21:26 --

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FT: Hey, I think we have an acquaintance in common.
KM: Hmm? Oh, do you need parts or something?
KM: My usual rates apply.
FT: Eh? What you sell shit to hack your won xbox?
KM: ..oh? Well then who is this akkwaintance.
KM: I'm very busy I don't have much time to entertain idle chit chat.
FT: Well I'm not asking you for your credit card account or your SS number am I? I ain't that stupid-
FT: But you can tell me either of those numbers if you feel like it!
FT: I'll find a good use to them.
KM: Listen, mustardblood I will not stand for this any longer, either state your business or leave me to my work.
FT: Oh god! I had to see this to believe it, He was actually right!
FT: Okay okay!!! I keep forgetting, where am I in the HOMOspectrum?
KM: ...
KM: I won't tolerate such disregard for the noble social order..
KM: wait
KM: oh for fukks sakes
KM: Robin, is that our 'mutual akkwaintance'
KM: a human... Robin Greenlit?
FT: OH MY FUCKING GOD! A HUMAN!!!!!
FT: HAHAHAH!
FT: Had to read it to believe it....
FT: Please tell me, where did this fandom origin!
FT: Really I have to watch whatever series you're watching to understand how lame you are!!!!
KM: Sigh....
KM: Is all your species this intellektually stunted?
KM: Your racially charakteristik stubborn refusal to akcept the plausibility of extra-planetary civilization is idiotik, and mildly offensive.
KM: Especially konsidering your still DUMBFOUNDING ability to kontakt us at will
FT: Okay okay okay... Let me get this straight... I'm no mere human...
FT: I'm a real TROLL if you've heard the concept!
FT: Are you familiar with the concept? Comprende?
FT: Not one of your sugarcoated treats you say you are...
KM: Yes, I am familiar with the koncept
KM: It's ideals are integral to society
FT: I am glad you are aware with it.
FT: Now why don't you act as a real troll and TROLL!
FT: Fight and beat, eat or be eaten!
FT: And watch it all around burn in chaos!!!
KM: Well you certainly seem to hold a greater of appreciation than Greenlet did
FT: Yeah... greenlet isn't very fond of trolling, but he doesn't feel like a troll himself.
FT: But please don't go saying you are one! It's just... embarrasing!
KM: I am not partikularly keen on trying to explain this too you when you are determined not to akcept fakt.
KM: Especially since, as I said before, I am BUSY.
KM: Do you know anything about komputers
FT: Well I ain't bill gates but I know my way around.
KM: Are you familiar with tracing and rekognizing IP adresses
KM: It appears to be a universally konstant protokol
KM: thank the mother grub
FT: Pffffttttt...
FT: Yeah, sure....
KM: Kare to komplete one?
FT: What do I get for me?
KM: You get proof.
FT: Proof?
KM: I think that you will find the adress unusual for your lokale.
FT: You're unusual for my "lokale".
FT: Okay then...
FT: Whose's IP adress is it?
FT: Or is supposed to be?
KM: Mine, genius.
KM: I won't tolerate your attitude any longer if you kan't follow simple instruktions.
KM: I have projekts to komplete.
KM: And you are already WASTING MY TIME.
FT: No, you're wasting it, I'm merely a rock in the way...
FT: If you wanted you could have simply avoided chatting with me
FT: or blocking me even!
FT: Still, none of that would work... I could easily find you!
KM: I kould have, but that wouldn't have been very polite of me, would it?
FT: Again with the anti-troll movement....
FT: No one cares if you're polite on the internet!
FT: get over it!
FT: Nettiquette is a term created by net noobs who don't fucking know shit...
FT: I make the universe a favor by spamming them with viagra ads.
KM: Hahaha
KM: Okay, a little research and I am amused by that at the least.
KM: Maybe I WILL kontinue to humor your bullshit for a little bit longer.
FT: Okay I'm going to search for your IP adress
FT: YES I already have it, I'm like a ninja
FT: now I'll do my hacky magickz....
FT: tapa tapa tapa....
FT: OH dear lord you're right!
KM: Oh doesn't it burn?
KM: Having your insufferable stubborness and ignorance kome bakk around, full cirkle?
FT: You're not near here at all!
FT: You don't even belong to this universe!
FT: Such fuckassery could only live outside the confines of space and time!
FT: Get a grip on reality idiot!
KM: Tell me, you assinine wretch, are you planning on entertaining a game kalled SBURB in a short time?
FT: I'm just searchin info of a game....
FT: It's name is not impotant for me...
FT: Only hacking it and making an insuferable amount of players suffer upon a modded version of it.
FT: The geeks won't know what happened!
KM: I am sure that you think so.
KM: In any kase. whether you choose to akcept the truth or not does not change the fakt itself.
FT: You're right, I apologize....
FT: It's not your fault that you fell do many times off your bed when young!
FT: One can't find any more good nannies around!
FT: What kind of world is this?
KM: So what prompted you to kontakt me in the first place.
KM: Or was there no other reason.
KM: Are you just looking for someone to throw your petty taunts at?
FT: believe me, I'm not being petty! I'm being magnanimous!
FT: You should see what I can do!
KM: Oh I am sure that your skills justify your disgusting kondukt for you to still tarnish your race's reputation
KM: What talents exaktly do you possess that allows you to akt so shamefully?
FT: Missy, I'm honoring them...
FT: I'm honoring my whole people...
FT: I'm giving them what they deserve,
FT: chaos...
FT: I'm just a servant of the neverending game of life...
FT: My job is to get rid of the meek...
FT: make pass for the true bosses here...
FT: With you I'm just obliging
FT: Watching passerbys dressed as clowns....
FT: Only to humor myself...
FT: And let me tell you...
FT: You are giving me a hell of a time!
FT: HAHAHAHAHAHAH!
FT: (cue exit scene!!!)

-- flameTrooper [FT] ceased pestering kovertMekkanik [KM] at 22:27 --

That bitch is yours... what's-her-name is completely your bitch...
You relish in your victory but still you're a little perplexed... She seemed pretty commited to her RP persona... that show you just how some people lose themselves in their fantasy worlds... All surrounded by lies...

Still your curiosity beats you and youd ecide to investigate the IP adress... I mean... you already have it, don't you?

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You start your research. You locate an IP server locator in one of several hacking forums... sure,after closing all the malware ad.

You insert the Ip. It starts its tedious search... you kinda regret doing all--

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this...

What's this?

[sjasogun]

> Robin: Prepare for some very important business

Before you do that, though, you decide to install SBURB first. Who knows how long it'll take with that shitty computer of yours? You nab the client disc from your CD-rack and put in in the CD-ROM drive. Immediately your computer starts whirring so loud it could be mistaken for a washing machine. Or an electric mixer, whichever suits it best. To your relief the computer doesn't crash and gets the installation screen fired up without reporting there are thousands of viruses spotted on your computer. You quickly click through the screens, ignoring the terms of service and hit the installation button. The computer starts whirring again and... nothing. The goddamn thing isn't doing anything. You resist the urge to give it a good kick and wait patiently. After a couple of minutes the loading screen pops up. You sigh in relief and watch the progress bar. It's creeping along so slowly you can hardly see it moving but at least it's busy now. You'll just have to wait for it to finish.

While that's busy you grab your little brother's laptop out of the closet. You are normally not allowed to use it but you figure that if there would be an exception to that rule this would be it. You install pesterchum from your USB stick (you never leave without all of your pesterchum info on that thing) and scroll through your list of chums. You double-click Ben's handle first.

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-- venturousCipherer [VC] began pestering cubetossGamer [CG] at 17:34 --
VC: Ben!
VC: You there?
CG: Yes.
CG: Yes I am.
VC: Good
CG: Is there something you wished to see me about?
VC: Remember I talked to you about that new game, SBurb, and how I wanted to write a review about it because the GameBro one was shitty?
VC: Turns out the game is for multiplayer ONLY
CG: Yeah. This internet troll wants to play it with me.
CG: She also seems to think we are in a relationship.
VC: Okaaaaaaaaaaay
VC: Weird
CG: I know.
VC: Well, you can do whatever you want with her, play or not play
VC: But would you like to play it with me?
CG: I would much prefer you to her.
CG: I've declared her to be my mortal enemy.
VC: ...
VC: You really take stuff like that too seriously
CG: I should probably work on that.
VC: Probably
VC: Anyway, by the looks of it you can play SBurb with a lot of people
VC: One player has to be the 'Server' player and the other is the 'Client'
CG: Yeah, I wondered why it had two disks.
CG: I guess it makes sense now.
VC: But someone else can be a Server's Server, and like thus you can even have the entire thing wrap around
VC: Are you still with me?
CG: I see, like a loop.
CG: I am familiar with those.
CG: A basic coding concept.
VC: I was thinking those candies from Chup-a-Chup called loops, but that's fine too
VC: Do you want to be the server player or the client?
CG: Personally, I'm fine with either.
CG: Have you installed either of them yet?
VC: I've installed the Client one already, actually
VC: I hoped I could play it online or something
VC: Turns out I can't
CG: Ok, I guess I can be your server player then.
VC: Okay then, I'll be waiting
CG: I'll head back to my computer now.
CG: See you in a bit.
VC: Wait
CG: Huh?
VC: Aren't you ALREADY ON YOUR COMPUTER?
CG: Nope, I'm in my backyard, using my iPhone.
VC: oh
VC: Well don't I look stupid now
CG:
CG: I'll go install it now.
-- cubetossGamer [CG] ceased pestering venturousCipherer [VC] at 17:45 --

That went well. Next up, Fletche...

GODDAMMIT!

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-- venturousCipherer [VC] ceased pestering flameTrooper [FT] at 23:59 --
FT: Greenlet!
FT: I'm bored!
FT: Juggle or something!
VC: Oh god
VC: Why do you have to keep bothering me all the time.
VC: Ugh
FT: Because you love that I keep bothering you all the time.
FT: It inflates your ego
FT: It makes you feel special.
FT: choose your answer
VC: Agh.
VC: We have been over this, all of those apply to you.
FT: My my! Haven't you been taught not to talk back to a superior?
VC:
VC: Don't go on that tour again, please.
FT: It's okay...
FT: I forgive your attitude though!
FT: I am that magnanimous!
FT: hehehhe!
VC: Okay fine, I'll play along.
VC: Just because there is no other way of reasonably communicating with you
FT: Good boy!
-- flameTrooper [FT] pats VC on the head. --
VC: Yes ma'm
FT: Hahahah!
-- venturousCipherer [VC] changed their mood to RANCOROUS --
FT: Geez! Aren't you pissy today!
FT: Are you on one of your "days"?
FT: I could lend you some femenine products to control that!
VC: What
FT: Shoosh pap... don't fret my dear.
FT: There's nothing to alarm...
FT: It's completely natural.
VC: Okay """"ma'm"""""
VC: See the amount of quotation marks to stress my cynicalness?
FT: Hahahah!
FT: Aren't you special?
FT: You even make summision boring!
FT: Anyway..
FT: I'm really bored...
FT: Seriously now.
VC: Then, I may have a solution.
VC: It will be beneficial to both of us.
FT: Pray tell your solution!
VC: No doubt you have heard of the new game, SBURB.
FT: Nope.
FT: Not a clue.
VC: Argh
VC: I don't know if you're trolling me now or not.
FT: Heheheh!
FT: That's the beauty of it!
FT: Simple things are more than enough.
VC: It's supposed to be some kind of adventure-y simulation game.
VC: GameBro rated it low, enough indication that it is a good game in my opinion.
FT: Game bro is da bomb! How can you say that?
FT: I submit articles to it all the time!
VC: God, now I KNOW you're trolling.
FT: They never publish them though!
FT: Perhaps it's because I include the word "c*nt" often...
FT: heheheh!
VC: The very material *cough asbestos cough* they print it on is poison.
VC: Anyway, I've been setting it up to play this game with my friends
VC: aka the people you bother all the time
FT: XP
FT: So we're playing this adventure "stimulation" game?
VC: Yes
VC: It has two discs, a server and a client one
VC: We can connect in a 'chain' of players, the server of the first player being the client of the third
VC: and so on and so forth
FT: Oh! I get it!
FT: So I don't need the client disc then!
VC: AUGH
FT: Because everyone is gonna get SERVED!!!!!
FT: Hahahahah!
VC: That wasn't even funny...
FT: I'm not here for your enjoyment!
VC: I don't understand how Ben copes with you
FT: He owes me a modus.
FT: He says he doesn't..
FT: But until he gives it to me I'll keep on bothering him.
VC: Since he seems to be the only one who can why don't you be his server
FT: Why don't yous weet talk him for me?
VC: to get you a modus you never ordered?
FT: *gasp*
FT: Why do you say such things?
VC: Somehow I'm more inclined to believe Ben than you on this matter.
VC: I don't know why.
FT: I did everything correctly.
FT: I got on his crappy webpage...
FT: And I placed my order...
FT: just skipped the payment part.
FT: That's it.
VC: Are you serious about this.
FT: how can you know?
FT: >:]
VC: Whatever.
FT: So fine!
FT: I'll serve his ass!
VC: If you connect to Ben as his server you are basically in control.
FT: Whoop dee doo!!
VC: You like that idea, don't you?
FT: AWWWW YEAAA
FT: I already control him..
FT: But one more mean to do so is very well accepted!
VC: One more thing
VC: Before you think of this idea and bother me again in a long and fruitless conversation.
VC: Ben is already being my server.
FT: How rude!
FT: I was expecting to serve your ass too!
FT: But if you want your boyfriend so close, fine by me!
VC: Bluh
VC: I'm not asking you to understand why you can't be the server to both of us, nor am I expecting you to do so.
FT: Hey! I know how connection chains work!
FT: Don't you insult my intellect!
VC: Your blabbering seems to suggest otherwise.
FT: I blabber all the time...
FT: It's what you find hottest in me
FT: just for you babe
FT:
VC: AUGH!
VC: This is impossible
VC: Just connect to Ben as his server and find someone who is willing to be your server player, if you can find anybody who actually wants to fulfill that profession.
FT: your mom is impossible!
FT: Shit...
FT: ninja'd
FT: heh!
FT: I know exactly who'll help me!
VC: Actually, since it will give them the opportunity to get back at you everybody will want to.
VC: No problems in that department.
FT: So...
VC: what?
FT: are you implying you'd like to serve me?
FT: :P
VC: I would love to, but then we'd have a three-man chain, numbnuts
FT: Don't you want the chance to do anything with me?
-- flameTrooper [FT] slips her sleeve down... --
VC: It doesn't matter whether I say no or yes now does it.
VC: You're going to roll me up in a cloth of trolls anyway
FT: Glad you're catching up!
FT: XD
FT: You haven't got a chance with me anyway!
FT: You're not my type!
VC: Anyway, Fletcher, Katar and Nate are going to be participating as well
VC: ask one of them to serve your ass
FT: heheheh!
FT: They'll serve me well!
VC: Send me a log of you begging them, I'll have something to laugh at.
VC: And trust me, Aideen, you will be begging.
-- venturousCipherer [VC] ceased pestering flameTrooper [FT] at 00:21 --
FT: Pussy
-- flameTrooper [FT] ceased pestering venturousCipherer [VC] at 00:21 --

In, out, in, out, in, out. That girl really gets on your nerves sometimes. No, scratch that, she always does. You wonder why you are even inviting her. Probably because your circle of friends is scarcely populated anyway. You force that unpleasant thought out of your mind and check on your computer. Will you look at that, the installation bar is over halfway done! That's more than you expected of it. You check the installation bar more closely. Above the bar rapidly flashing text fragments indicate what it is doing. Some stuff makes sense, but other things like 'initializing universe' or 'preparing battlefield' and more stuff you can't even comprehend pop up as well. It scares you a little so you get back to the laptop to bother Fletcher but you change your mind. You get back to your computer and wait for it to install while writing down as much of the weird text as possible. It might come in handy later on. But you figure that you can contact another friend just as well while you're doing that. Multitasking is definitely a thing you can do.

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-- venturuousCipherer [VC] began pestering spuriousDissenter [SD] --

VC: Hey Cora!
VC: I pretty busy right now and I really need to talk to you so please don't interrupt me.
VC: Because I know you'll want to before I'm finished since it's quite odd.
S Pushy pushy! I'll listen patiently though, so go ahead.
VC: Okay, I think you've heard of that new game, SBURB, by now.
VC: The thing is that we're going to play it.
VC: And with 'we' I mean all of us.
VC: The reason for that is practically that the earth is doomed and that this game is the only way to escape.
VC: I know it sounds like a really bad sci-fi scenario, but please, believe me.
S Sburb? Is that anything like that game Sgrub Kiriza was talking about playing?
S I take it "Sburb" is the "human" version?
S Yeah I call bull, and no I don't believe this stuff for a second.
S BUT I'll still go along with it and play the game with you because for one it sounds fun, and for two unlike SOME of our friends I know how loss/gain logic works and have common sense.
VC: So you've talked to her as well huh?
VC: I already thought she was picking out my friends to chat with.
VC: Anyway, it doesn't really matter if you believe me or not if you want to play it anyway, so that's fine with me.
VC: I've seen enough evidence.
S I'm glad we can keep the fact that I think this is crazy from interfering with being productive.
VC: Just play it and follow instructions so we won't mess everything up.
VC: Also, do you know who you'll be playing with already?
VC: Ben is being my server and Aideen is being his.
VC: Fletcher will be Aideen's server and I wanted to let Nate be his server, but I haven't heard from him yet.
VC: So it's your choice, do you want to be Fletcher's server player or Nate's?
S I'll go ahead and connect to Fletch. I'm eager to get this started and I've already talked to him about it a little.
S I guess that means Nate gets to be my server player then.
S I should probably try to get a hold of him soon...
S Actually I think I'll try and do that right now!
S Later Robin!
VC: Always flighty eh?
VC: But yeah, I should be getting on my feet as well.
VC: Wish me luck!

-- venturuousCipherer [VC] ceased pestering spuriousDissenter [SD] --

And it looks like your installation is done too. You didn't write down that many text because you were pestering Cora but you doubt it'll actually be of any importance later on. You captchalogue the SCRIBBLED NOTE anyway. You don't like throwing things away like that.

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> Fletcher: Check your computer.

Well, it seems that someone has already begun pestering you!

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-- flameTrooper [FT] began pestering digitalExposure [DE] at 02:48 --
FT: Hiya! Are you in?
-- digitalExposure [DE] is now an idle chum! --
-- flameTrooper [FT] ceased pestering digitalExposure [DE] at 02:48 --

-- digitalExposure [DE] began pestering flameTrooper [FT] at 14:14 --
DE: oh man
DE: i'm sorry fT
DE: i left my computer on after i fell asleep
FT: Well I have to say that was rather rude!
FT: I am here trying to locate my good... whatever you are
FT: And I see you are Idle...
DE: haha, yeah, that was my fault
DE: should have seen that coming though, I guess
FT: No... You'll have to earn my forgiveness
FT: Kneel and apologize
FT: Like...Now.
DE: haha okay
-- digitalExposure [DE] kneels down. --
FT: DUDE! What the hell????
-- digitalExposure [DE] says sorry a million times --
FT: I wasn't being serious!!!
FT: Why didn't you just stand up to me?
DE: sorry
DE: i dunno
FT: It's not fun when there is no rivalry!
FT: At least a basic sense of one!
DE: I was joking around
DE: oh
DE: oh man
DE: did
DE: did i just troll you back?
FT: No!
DE: i think i did
FT: Of course not!
FT: No one trolls me!
FT: No one at all!
DE: okay
FT: It was just an utter display of vagueness, that's all
FT: So... scratch that...
FT: That never happened
FT: You can't troll... you're too nice
FT: You have problems
FT: There...
DE: Haha
DE: anyway, what did you want to tell me while i was idle
FT: Well, Greenlet hasn't been around and I felt like trolling someone...
FT: So ,with him busy I tried to troll you
DE: oh heh
FT: But my luck was that that you were not around...
FT: So instead i left an annoying message which could be interpreted ambiguously
FT: That was my trolling
FT: as subtle as that
FT: see how awesome I am?
DE: umm
DE: I guess?
FT: Yes I am awesome...
FT: It's not even up for question
FT: It's a universal constant
DE: Just like John Cusack?
DE: my dad really likes him for some reason.
DE: Anyway
DE: yes
DE: you're awesome
DE: undeniably so
DE: i cannot hope to possibly keep up wit your awesomeness
FT: Yes indeed. You can't but If you hang long enough with me perhaps a hitch of awesomeness might be lit in you.
FT: Speaking of hanging out, have you got the game already?
DE: are you talking about that Sburb one?
FT: Well duh!! It's all I troll about in forums!
DE: My brother is lending me his.
DE: mine hasn't come in yet
DE: he wants me to tell him how great it is
FT: Well, take your bro's!
FT: You gotta play it with me!
DE: oh man
DE: i know i'm just gonna suck so bad at it
FT: Like I said, hang around with me and just as speck of awesomeness might stick to you!
DE: when my brother gets back, i'll give him your info
FT: Not your bro... You
FT: When I troll him he doesn't react
FT: No fun in that...
FT: Instead I have you in my claws for a loooooooooong time baby!
DE: okay...
DE: be right back

> Fletcher: Head over to your brother's room.

It's always a bit of an adventure when you head into your brother's room. You grab your trusty CAMERA, maybe you can get some good snaps while you're in there. You leave the room. There are some tasteful PHOTOGRAPHS that adorn the upstairs hallway.

> Fondly regard photographs.

These are pretty simple. You always notice that there are a lot of grandfather clocks. Pictures of the pendulums, pictures of the face. And they're all in black and white. You wonder why he just has the pictures of the clocks, and not the time pieces themselves. You snap a photo of a photo of a grandfather clock.

> Proceed to the end of the hallway.

There's your brother's door. It has several posters on it, mostly of video game characters. You don't recognize most of them, especially the ones from the various MMOs that he plays. You open the door.

> Enter.

Inside is what you'd call the epitome of the gamer's den. You quickly snap a photo of the anime figurine immediately next to the door. It's in a kicking position and you like to pretend it's going after you. You snap a few more photos of the figures and posters around the room. Some tabletop minis, some action figures, lots of posters. The room is positively packed. You're pretty sure your brother won't mind.

> Enough goofing around! Grab that game!

You spot the Sburb logo near your brother's custom built gaming PC, the monster that it is. You notice that there are two discs. Maybe Aideen knows what the second disc is for. You grab them and head back to your room.

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DE: okay back
DE: there are two discs
DE: which one do i need?
FT: Well, you will use the server, but not yet...
FT: It's good that you're ready with them though!
FT: Talks good about your snatching skills
DE: okay
DE: achievement unlocked?
FT: God no!
FT: Xbox sucks ass!
FT: Each time an achievement is unlocked a Chinese baby is born!
FT: We're being indiscriminately cruel to the earth!
FT: Hahaha!
DE: oh wow
DE: okay
DE: :[
FT: I mean, it's just FPS after FPS...
FT: There are salvageable games, but GOD!
FT: I mean, I won't buy a console just to have the 7 versions of the same game!
DE: i guess
DE: so
DE: now what
FT: Well, I still am fidgeting with the game...
FT: I haven't installed it yet
FT: But I'm checking the files the cd has
FT: It has a pretty weird compiler!
DE: are you gonna play it with someone else?
FT: Well yeah...
FT: It's supposed to be a chain
DE: I see
DE: well
DE: i guess you should let me know when you want me to install this game, i'll be right here waiting
FT: Of course! Good boy!
FT: Continue like that and you'll get a treat!
FT: HahahaH!
-- digitalExposure [DE] ceased pestering flameTrooper [FT] at 14:36 --

> Fletcher: Wait patiently.

You guess there's nothing else to do right now. You decide you'll upload your snaps to your new deviantART page.

((copy pasta'd old post new stuff coming soon. maybe art!))

[BenBen]

You decide that it's time to stop rage-facing and time to get down and do some of the stuff that needs doing. You decide to do the stuff you actually enjoy first. You catch up on the episodes of Black Hole High that you missed, you figure out the code for some new modi, finish a chemistry assignment, and continue your "Let's Play" of POCKET MONSTERS: AKAI (Red) VERSION, a game you ordered in specially from Japan. That just leaves the game that's meant to be really important, not that most of your friends believe you, and a really dumb English essay. You really don't want to do either at the moment. So instead, you head out into the hallway. The hallway has been somewhat of a battleground between you and your brother. Ever since he began entering tournaments, he always hung all his tennis memorabilia on the walls of the hallway. You promptly covered them in drawings you've done. It's been a war of covering up. Or at least it is until you can think of a better word for it. For now you just head down the hallway, erasing the fake moustaches your brother has drawn on several of your pictures. You head into the living/dining room. You pick up your iPhone so your friends can still contact you, and head outside.

Your backyard is actually pretty small compared to other houses in the area. You decide to practice your pipe-twirling skills. You would set your specibi to staffKind in order to use it in battle, but that would result in you hitting yourself several times. cubeKind is a much safer option. Luckily, your brother is busy on his computer, so he shouldn't bother you for a while.

Suddenly, your iPhone beeps a bit, informing you that someone is trying to contact you on Pesterchum. Better go see who it is.

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-- venturousCipherer [VC] began pestering cubetossGamer [CG] at 17:34 --
VC: Ben!
VC: You there?
CG: Yes.
CG: Yes I am.
VC: Good
CG: Is there something you wished to see me about?
VC: Remember I talked to you about that new game, SBurb, and how I wanted to write a review about it because the GameBro one was shitty?
VC: Turns out the game is for multiplayer ONLY
CG: Yeah. This internet troll wants to play it with me.
CG: She also seems to think we are in a relationship.
VC: Okaaaaaaaaaaay
VC: Weird
CG: I know.
VC: Well, you can do whatever you want with her, play or not play
VC: But would you like to play it with me?
CG: I would much prefer you to her.
CG: I've declared her to be my mortal enemy.
VC: ...
VC: You really take stuff like that too seriously
CG: I should probably work on that.
VC: Probably
VC: Anyway, by the looks of it you can play SBurb with a lot of people
VC: One player has to be the 'Server' player and the other is the 'Client'
CG: Yeah, I wondered why it had two disks.
CG: I guess it makes sense now.
VC: But someone else can be a Server's Server, and like thus you can even have the entire thing wrap around
VC: Are you still with me?
CG: I see, like a loop.
CG: I am familiar with those.
CG: A basic coding concept.
VC: I was thinking those candies from Chup-a-Chup called loops, but that's fine too
VC: Do you want to be the server player or the client?
CG: Personally, I'm fine with either.
CG: Have you installed either of them yet?
VC: I've installed the Client one already, actually
VC: I hoped I could play it online or something
VC: Turns out I can't
CG: Ok, I guess I can be your server player then.
VC: Okay then, I'll be waiting
CG: I'll head back to my computer now.
CG: See you in a bit.
VC: Wait
CG: Huh?
VC: Aren't you ALREADY ON YOUR COMPUTER?
CG: Nope, I'm in my backyard, using my iPhone.
VC: oh
VC: Well don't I look stupid now
CG:
CG: I'll go install it now.
-- cubetossGamer [CG] ceased pestering venturousCipherer [VC] at 17:45 --

Well then. Time to get playing then you guess. You head back inside and go back to your room. Time to install this shiz. God this is gonna take a while. You decide it's time to do that essay.

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>Kiriza: Explore LOVAC.

Oh, it's been quite a while since the others have bothered you. For YOU at least. Sometimes explaining the organization of your timetravelling to others can get a LITTLE CONFUSING so you mostly just chuckle snidely at them and then dance temporal circles around them. It's a lot more fun, and you can usually spare time for it in your BUSY, BUSY schedule.

And you would love to waltz out of your hive and continue extracting the secrets this place offers... Although sometimes... Sometimes you can't leave. The FOCUS takes you and you are stuck in some thought or another, and when you finally snap out of it you just sit in your block, toying absently with a spare gear or gadget, wondering where the hell you went wrong, what the hell it means.



Eventually the trance weakens and the sound of Trollian snaps you out it. You wipe the tears from your eyes and answer.

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--righteousReaper [RR] began trolling kovertMekkanik [KM] --
RR: Hello, Youthere? Kiriza?
KM:It should be klear to you by now that I am alwayz zomewhat available.
RR: WellI, justwantedto, askyou, somequestions, thatokay? Theyhave, todo, withthe, game.
KM:I've bekome akkuztomed to inztruktin all of you on what zhould be bazik information.
KM:What have you failed to komprehend this time?
RR: Well, Iwas, talkingtomy, lusussprite, youknow, thelion?
RR: Andhe, toldme, about, rolesor, something.
RR: I'mthe, Rogueof, Doom, orsomething???
RR: Whatare, theseroles?
KM: Sigh...
KM: Your sprite zhould be able to tell you az much az you need to know.
KM: Skaia has proklaimed you a champion of Doom and with it the power over it's domains.
KM: It'z up to you, if you choose, to interpret this power az a Rogue and gain maztery over it.
KM: There iz not much more to say really.
KM: Have you found anything about that on your planet yet?
RR: Welluh, I'vebeen, busymostly, killingstuff, thoughsometimes, ablack, aura-like, mistcomes, appearswhen, thingsdie, butit's, onlyoccasional.
RR: Also, yourfriend, isreally, annoying, hertrollhandle, isflameTrooper, she'ssuch, atroll, whichplanet, issheon, anyways?
KM: flameTrooper izn't a troll, moron, zhe's a human. Theze weird aliens that I dizkovered before the game ztarted.
KM: They aren't in the intzipisphere with us.
RR: MyScytheOfBadassery, isreallyfun, touse, Ialchemized, itby, combiningone, ofmyhomemade, scytheswith, acomputer, it'sreallyfun.
RR: What'veyou, beenupto?
KM: I've been up to my nekk in temporal bullzhit trying to keep trakk of everything.
KM: The konzorts are kwite insistent that I make hazte in exploring the vaultz here.
KM: So that iz what I have been doing.
RR: Consorts? Whatare, those? Youmean, theflaming, musclebeasts?
KM: Wha...What? No? Mine are these zmall red reptilian kreatures that make a lot of noize.
KM: They are different on every planet.
RR: Oh. Welluh, Iguess, Ishould, gospeaktomine, then?
RR: Ididn't, thinkthey, couldspeak...
KM: I suzpekt you are konfuzing the konzorts with something elze... Though I am not zure what.
RR: Wellanyways, uh..
RR: Didyousay, she's... adifferent, race?
RR: Imean... what? How?
KM: The empire konkwers new zpecies every sweep, but I think thiz is one of the firzt times on rekord that they have kontakted us firzt.
KM: And I believe it waz entirely on aktzident!
RR: Really? Weird...
RR: Andthey're, onasession, atthe, sametime? Evenweirder.
RR: Anyways, I'llkeep, looking, thanks.
RR: Bythe, way, isthere, away, wecanshare, ourgristhoards?
KM: Azk your zerver to platze you a kopy of the Gristtorrent disk. That zhould allow you to leech off of some of the others.
KM: Don't expekt much from me though. I earned my grizt and I plan to use it myzelf.
RR: Okay, got it. Thanks.
--righteousReaper [RR] ceased trolling kovertMekkanik [KM] --

Time to head out for some SAFECRACKING. The one thing about the Land of Vaults and Contraptions is... well, it has a lot of vaults! Most of your adventuring so far has been trying to figure out how to open doors, and then promptly dispatching the underlings contained within.

Thankfully you are a master at this, and you only briefly look at the puzzles to see if there is any information hidden in the riddles. Afterwards you take to the door with a keen eye for machinery and occasionally careful application of high explosives. Not that the puzzles are particularly challenging, but this is just more your style. Besides, you usually go back and finish the puzzles anyway for some nagging reason you can't place.

This particular door isn't particularly challenging but it requires absolute concentra...


> Be trolled suddenly!

BLEOO-OOP

FUUUUUUUU There goes that gear. Ah, well might as well answer him now. You can grab the charges afterwords.

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[08:51] -- incendiaryFastball [IF] began trolling kovertMekkanik [KM] at 20:51 --
IF: <|[]|> Hey.
KM: !
KM: What the fuuukkkk do you waaant
KM: I'm in the middle of something pyxxi
IF: <|[]|> Oh, sorry.
KM: FUKK
KM: ah whatever
KM: I lozt it anywayz
KM: Go on
IF: <|[]|> I was wondering if you had any sweet captcha codes.
IF: <|[]|> I'm trying to make some new stuff.
KM: I have plenty of zweet loot
KM: Do you have anything more specifik
KM: That you need
KM: Alzo why haven't you been able to make your own stuff
IF: <|[]|> I can make my own stuff.
IF: <|[]|> I just figured I might as well branch out.
IF: <|[]|> I can only combine the items in my hive so many times.
IF: <|[]|> As for specifics, I was thinking of giving in and upgrading my bat.
KM: And you haven't found any other artifaktz to do that with?
KM: What have you been doing? they are everywhere!
IF: <|[]|> I am sort of being hampered by the fact that I burst into flames every time I move.
KM: Ah, I see. Your aptitude for zelf kombuztion knows no limitz.
IF: <|[]|> Yeah.
KM: There are a lot of things you kan be doing in your rezpektive land that should rezult in some sikk loot.
KM: For example, I am mostly trying to get more of theze damn vaults open.
KM: Or I waz
KM: Before you zo rudely interrupted me
IF: <|[]|> I said I was sorry.
KM: Your remorze will not halt my nagging
KM: Regardless of whether or not I forgive you
KM: Which I will leave intentionally nebulouz
IF: <|[]|> Of course you forgive me.
IF: <|[]|> I'm too awesome to not forgive.
KM: I'm zure you are. Now what exaktly waz it that you wanted?
IF: <|[]|> Any particularly sweet loot you feel inclined to share with yours truly?
KM: Not zpecifikally. I find myself deziring to keep most of what I haven't skrapped for parts.
KM: But I guess I kould spare a kode if you have something in mind
IF: <|[]|> I guess I'll start with an upgrade for my bat.
IF: <|[]|> Give me a code for the most epic weapon you can think of.
KM: Here, try this one. I used it to make my kurrent axe.
KM: QYEwtfTg

IF: <|[]|> Holy shit.
IF: <|[]|> Okay, that is way too much grist.
KM: hahaha zeriously?
KM: That's nothing
KM: You should see how much the thing I made with it kozts
IF: <|[]|> Not all of us can be superfuture people.
IF: <|[]|> Except in the future.
IF: <|[]|> Which I'm not.
KM: Well maybe you get on with being super bright
KM: or whatever it is you get to do
KM: '<|[]|> ooh look at me'
KM: '<|[]|> I kan illuminate dark areas'
IF: <|[]|> Yep.
KM: There are totally no evil konnotations here
KM: Other than being burned alive in the sun
IF: <|[]|> I'm kind of confused about it really.
IF: <|[]|> I mean, I'm really not into that sort of thing.
IF: <|[]|> But you know, whatever.
KM: Really? I had you pegged for a gothik sort
KM: :/
IF: <|[]|> Oh yeah, I totally dig all the rainbow drinker stuff.
IF: <|[]|> It is my secret passion.
IF: <|[]|> There are probably more hints about the whole thing in my own Land.
IF: <|[]|> I should probably figure it out.
IF: <|[]|> It seems important.
IF: <|[]|> My big glowy destiny aside, this code is unusable for me right now.
KM: Yes, that is what I have been trying to tell all of you moronz!
KM: No one is taking this seriouzly.
KM: It's fruztrating being the only one knowing what's going on.
IF: <|[]|> I wouldn't know.
IF: <|[]|> I'm kind of lagging behind here.
KM: Well, you should probably pikk up the patze.
KM: There are a lot of mysteriez we need to diskover on our own planets.
KM: We haven't even skratzched the surfatze yet.
IF: <|[]|> Maybe it's time I get started then.
IF: <|[]|> Kick this thing into overdrive.
KM: It'z about kogdamn time.
KM: And talk to your zprite for ontze.
KM: They are kryptik as all fukk,
KM: but they give you a lot of information...
KM: If you are willing to look klozely.
IF: <|[]|> Okay.
IF: <|[]|> Do you have anything that I'm capable of affording?
IF: <|[]|> I can check my hive again, but it's starting to get a little old.
KM: Maybe I kan find something I have around from earlier
KM: But the vaguenezz of your rekwezt doeznt help
KM: Hold on a zekond I'm heading bakk to my hive

> Return to hive, find Pyxxi a hand-me-down

Well, if Pyxxi is incompetent at treasure hunting you suppose you could spare him a code or two. It takes about an hour and a half for you to sort through your treasure and parts vaults until you find one that would still be useful, but cheap enough for him to afford.

This one looks nice.


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KM: Okay I found something
KM: Try XO5PVDTg
IF: <|[]|> Oh yeah, this looks good.
IF: <|[]|> Hold on, I'm going to test it out a bit.
IF: <|[]|> Hell yes, this thing is sweet.
IF: <|[]|> Thanks a bunch.
IF: <|[]|> Where do you get all this epic shit?
KM: My planet is kovered in treasure vaults
KM: Also the konsorts keep talking about Denizens
KM: They are supposed to be like the land bosses or something?
KM: anyways mines a blakkzmith
KM: so theres ALL KINDS of awesome weapons lokked up
IF: <|[]|> That's pretty cool.
IF: <|[]|> I don't know if my land has anything like that.
IF: <|[]|> I'll have to see.
KM: They seem like they are universal
IF: <|[]|> This bat has drained all my grist for now, so I guess I'll get moving
KM: I zhould hope so. You've tzertainly wazted enough time.
IF: <|[]|> All right.
IF: <|[]|> Thanks for the help.
IF: <|[]|> I'm off to explore my big glowy destiny.
-- incendiaryFastball [IF] gave up trolling kovertMekkanik [KM] at 22:29 --

Ugh, now that you are done dealing with Pyrrix you can finally get back to...

>Future Kiriza: Already be there.

Oh kog damn it. It looks in the future you decided to SWOOP in and finish up on the door. She (You) Looks over her/your shoulder at you!you as she/you finishes your/her work.

"Found the pietze you dropped when Pyxxi trolled. Got thiz from.. there, I went off west next."

"I would have thought that with all of my planning I kould avoid situations like this."

She!You shrugs lazily, "It waz juzt more konvenient for me to do thiz now."

"Kog damn time powers ain't good for nuttin. Kan't even keep from lokk-blokking myzelf."



"Yeah I thought that waz klever at firzt too."

[dystopianScion]

> Pyrrix: Stand up.

You get to your feet and look out towards the horizon. A large gap in the clouds is coming your way very quickly. Great.



Damnit, it is way too bright here.



You need to alchemize yourself some sort of brightness-reduction lenses. You've collected enough grist that you can afford an upgrade to your bat anyway. Maybe Kiriza will have something good you can use.

Who are you kidding? Of course she will. You know for a fact that she owns enough weaponry to sink a battleship, either through firepower or sheer weight.

You set off along the chain of oil rigs, moving towards your hive.

[Flare-Dragon]

>Continue Searching for the gates



You continue searching for your next goal in your newly-constructed hover-car. As much fun as you usually have flying in your self-made cars, you have been riding for a few hours now and have begun to long for some kind of entertainment...or conversation. You draw out your iGrub, an interesting device that acts like a portable grubtop (and has no relations to any device anywhere in any universe, not like there's another universe out there), and bring up Trollian. Funnily enough, someone has been trying to troll you.

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-- darkTestimony [DT] began trolling highspeedIncinerator [HI]--
DT: Demm
DT: Dem
HI: >>>hey, dav! done anything AWESOME lately?>>>
DT: I have beeen talkiing too thhe hummanns
DT: annd Ii figuured somethhinng oout
DT: They suuckks
HI: >>>humans? they sounds AWESOME!>>>
DT: nooooo
DT: Nope
DT: annythiing but aweeseomme
HI: >>>what are they like?>>>
DT: annnnoyinng
DT: annd dummb
DT: Theyy saiid that I was not real
DT: annd he juust uuses loong words
DT: annd they connfuse me
HI: >>>are these 'humans' a bunch of trolls? or are they aliens?>>>
DT: They are the Alieens
DT: that kriziia tolld me to talk to
DT: (:/
HI: >>>they sound AWESOME! know how i could get one to talk to?>>>
DT: gaaah
DT: I woulldnnt
DT: Butt there iis the cubetossGamer one
DT: Who is all snoooty and bluh bluh
HI: >>>sounds like a douche>>>
DT: yyeaa!
DT: therree is onne thouugh
DT: flameTrooper
DT: shee is funny
DT: butt shee still sucks!
HI: >>>a funny alien? AWESOME>>>
HI: >>>is it our kind of funny or is it alien funny?>>>
DT: oourr kinnd
DT: the allienns arre all too nice
DT: they are like
DT: muh muh muh look at us we are peacefukl and shit and bluh
HI: >>>peaceful? that's so uncool>>>
DT: I nnnow
DT: !!!!!!!!
DT: Gaah
HI: >>>what's up?>>>
DT: Ii cann'tt
DT: AUugh
-- darkTestimony [DT] ceased trolling highspeedIncinerator [HI]--

Wonder what was up with him? Probably just Mirale psyching him out again. On a side note, these humans DO sound interesting, especially this flameTrooper person. You try to chat her up, but she doesn't seem to be on...but that cubetossGamer guy...Davden said he was LAME but, considering you're bored as is, it wouldn't hurt to chat him up, at least while you're just driving here.

>Contact CG

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-- highspeedIncinerator [HI] began trolling cubetossGamer [CG]--
HI: >>>hello, alien-human>>>
HI: >>>fear me. i am your overlord>>>
CG: Hello alien-troll.
CG: I will not fear you.
HI: >>>aww come on. im the AWESOME overlord, youre my slave>>>
CG: Judging by your text colour I'd say you're pretty close to middle class.
CG: Just saying.
HI: >>>and youre under mine, 'human'>>>
CG: Humans have no hemospectrum.
HI: >>>really? cool, because i hate the whole thing>>>
HI: >>>it so uncool>>>
CG: I see.
HI: >>>so what do you aliens do for fun anyway?>>>
HI: >>>anything AWESOME?>>>
CG: Well, depends on which human you talk to.
CG: I myself enjoy coding.
CG: And the occasional videogame.
HI: >>>videogames? sounds close to the games played on grubtops>>>
HI: >>>but grubtop games are AWESOME!!!>>>
CG: I see.
CG: You seem hyperactive or something.
HI: >>>well i am AWESOME!!!>>>
HI: >>>got a problem with that?>>>
HI: !!!DON'T WANNA MESS WITH THIS TROLL!!!
CG: Uh, you seem to have a very large ego.
CG: You might want to "cool your jets".
HI: >>>wait you have jets?>>>
HI: >>>AWESOME!!!>>>
-- cubetossGamer [CG] facepalms. --
CG: It's a saying.
CG: But yes, we have jets.
HI: >>>what else do you have? anything AWESOME?>>>
CG: That depneds on what you qualify as awesome.
CG: depends*
HI: >>>do you play FLARP?>>>
CG: I have no idea what FLARP is.
HI: >>>right. youre an alien...>>>
CG: WE have something called LARP though, if that's similar.
CG: We*
HI: >>>LARP? sounds lame>>>
CG: "Live Action Role Play".
CG: I myself do not partake in it.
HI: >>>aww youre no fun>>>
HI: >>>unless you have a car? because cars are AWESOME!!!>>>
CG: I'm 13, I'm not old enough to drive.
CG: But my brother has a car.
HI: >>>AWESOME!!!>>>
HI: >>>AWESOME!!!AWESOME!!!AWESOME!!!>>>
CG: Woah, calm down dude.
CG: Deep breaths.
HI: >>>whoa! you sound like kiriza>>>
CG: Well, I have to go.
CG: Try not to hyperventilate.
-- cubetossGamer [CG] ceased trolling highspeedIncinerator [HI]--

Jets? Cars? You thought that the aliens would be kinda lame, but instead you thought they were just plain ol' AWESOME!!! But he did sound a little like Kiriza, and boy does she like giving a good lecture.

>Reflect on your first chat with a human

Looking at the log, you realise that you sounded pretty dim-witted and hyper. But you always thought being too smart was UNCOOL and the same with being plain and boring. You remind yourself that you also have to get in contact with Kiriza because you think that she might have more humans that you could talk to. You also figure that you should go talk to Pyrrix as well since it feels like it's been a while and he's the most AWESOME friend you have, besides Davden, even if it's because he almost the direct opposite of you. Either that or it's because he can make things go on fire and they are the COOLEST things next to lightning. Woah!

>Dodge!

[-Demeez narrowly missing one of the giant icebergs in LOLWAT-]

Well that was close. Better pay attention next time. Don't wanna actually run into an ICEBERG and wind up like the people in TROLL TITANIC. Then again, you always thought that movie was pathetically mushy. Good thing you don't keep in good contact with KARKAT VANTAS as he's a big fan of RIDICULOUSLY TERRIBLE ROMANTIC MOVIES AND ROMCOMS, in which TROLL TITANIC fits in perfectly. Despite that, you've always had to admire his determination to keep his blood colour hidden. He's probably one of those 'anon-bloods' that Makor has always despised. which makes him that much more AWESOME, but it's the dreamy TEREZI PYROPE and those SHINY RED GLASSES that fill your dreams. Shame you don't keep in contact with her either, but still...

>Daydream

Before you get the chance, your hover-car suddenly clips one of the HUGE POINTY ICEBERGS and starts spinning wildly out of control. Bang! Crash! The car crashed into a thick layer of ice coating a giant wheel and completely destroyed it. Luckily, you come out alive, but barely conscious. This is why you should never dream while driving. Suddenly, your iGrub beeps at you. Looks like someone else is trolling.

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Finally got my post up, and what a post it is. I'm actually quite happy with it, and hopefully it doesn't cause too much WEIRD PLOT SHIT, in the bad sense. Also, some notes (yay for notes!)
Notes:
1. Behold, the iGrub! I figured that it'd be a simple solution to portable trolling without having to actually alchemize.
2. EDITED : I changed to slight knowledge of them due to the pre-arranged plot element.
3. EDITED : Done.
4. There are spaces for pictures, but I kinda wrote this late and had no pre-prepared (odd word, I know) pictures, so they might come, but it'll probably wind up like my first post. 1 & 3 ARE DONE

[SansDaedalus]

Be someone completely unrelated.


Oh hello! You seem rather eager, huh? What's your name?

Enter name


Ugh. Rude!

Try again, in English this time.


Better.

==->

Your name is CORA DRYDEN.

You are absolutely terrified of VAMPIRES.

That does not stop you from plastering them all over your room and clothes alongside other FAMOUS HORROR MOVIE ANTAGONISTS, a fascination that consistently baffles those around you. Your favorites/least favorites besides VAMPIRES are ABOMINATIONS of SCIENCE and WITCHES. You are a bit of a bookworm, and spend much of your free time reading about MYTHOLOGY and HISTORY. You always have time for a good HORROR FILM though, even if you do spend most of the movie hiding your eyes from the screen. When not pursuing the aforementioned interests you sometimes indulge in ANIME and MANGA, or spend time online with your friends, occasionally playing video games with them.

You have a variety of HOBBIES and PURSUITS, of which LITERATURE is the most prominent, but you also enjoy CHESS and playing your GUITAR.

Your CANTANKEROUS MOTHER is a well-known author of a famous science fiction novel series detailing the trials and tribulations of a CERTAIN ALIEN SPECIES which you are QUITE SURE is entirely fictional. There are more than a few people enamored with the series, though, and you have to deal with a fair number of fans who are A LITTLE TOO enthusiastic about your mother’s work.

You are a bit OBSTINANT and are not easily convinced to change you opinions, something that can leave your friends and mother out of BREATH from time to time.

Your chumhandle is spuriousDissenter and you type with perfect grammar unless you are scared.

You are currently standing around in your bedroom.

What do you do?

Cora: Examine posters



Uhh... okay? It's not like you haven't seen them before but you suppose you could spare a moment to EXAMINE them.
So yeah, these are your sweet posters, mostly of the movie monsters which terrify you so.

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Oh Vampire Hunter D…
He is your favorite Vampire because he is the only one that doesn’t scare you. Maybe it’s because he’s only half vampire, or the fact that he has a sweet cyborg horse and rides around fighting other vampires. Either way you think he is just dreamy. Just look at him. The androgynous features, the awesome sword. That amazing hat... So yeah,
~D~R~E~A~M~Y~

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Here is your favorite poster. It’s a first print poster of the blockbuster debacle that was Alternia, the cinematic re-telling of your mother’s debut book, which kicked off the entire Alternia series. Alternia is still the best book of the series in your opinion, something which you constantly remind your mother, much to her chagrin. Honestly,though, you think the movie gets a bad rap. So what if it’s not exactly like the book? You think the book would make a really boring movie if they followed it word for word; after all it’s basically just court intrigue and dialog, which is fun to read but not so much to watch. Besides, you think the guy they got to play Dualscar is really hot, even with the grey face paint.

Cora: Pester someone



Good idea. You boot up your laptop and execute Pesterchum. Who shall you pester (or be pestered by)?

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Annnnddddd there's my first post! I put a lot of energy into this and I think it came out pretty well! If anyone has something they would like me to change about this just let me know. As for future posts I already have a few ideas, and vV and I have already churned out a pesterlog. That said I'd like to get a little more together before I make another post, so let me know if you want to do a log. Responding to me on the OOC thread would probably be the most effective way, but I'll also respond to PMs and I do occasionally jump on the etherpad (although I am still learning the specifics). Again I'd like to thank y'all for letting me join, and I hope to have a lot of fun fleshing this out more in the future!

[adimal]

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How long has it been since you've been waiting for Aideen? It feels like days, weeks even. Perhaps there has been some sort of delay on Aideen's part. Either way, it feels like it has been at a snail's pace.

> Fletcher: Examine Room.

You need to find a way to kill some time.

> Fletcher: Examine cameras.

These are your babies. You INHERITED your father's trusty Kodak film camera when you were very young, and have treasured it since. This thing must be older than you are.

You aren't even sure it still works, but you don't care. It stands as symbol for your love of the photographic arts. Capturing that perfect moment in a still just makes your heart go all aflutter. You take a few minutes and fondly regard this marvel of technology.

Film. Focusing lenses. Art.

PHOTOGRAPHY.

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You move on to your trusty DIGITAL CAMERA. This is your workhorse, and you carry it around with you wherever you go. You can store several thousand photos on one memory card. That is the only concession you'll give to digital cameras over film cameras.

Even though you've never used a film camera. Film is frickin' expensive.

You think you're pretty decent at photography. Though, you'd be the first to admit that your sense of SPACE is a little lacking, among other things. You may love photography, but that doesn't mean you're very good at it.

You keep a large pile of DISPOSABLE CAMERAS in the corner of the room for emergencies. There never has been anything really warranting you using any of them, but you can never be too prepared.

> Fletcher: Examine comic books.

This is another of your favorite pasttimes. You love comic books more than any other sort of medium. The nature of the panels is very similar to photography, just with words on it. You don't really have a preference for any sort of comic book.

Movies just don't do it for you. People would argue with you that movies are just a series of thousands of photographs, and that your disregard for it is baseless and silly. You feel that the movement really lessens the impact of the moment, and that those people are silly themselves. They're missing the fundamental expression possible with the perfect still with the perfect lighting and the perfect framing. Great photos can stand alone.

You're an artist, damnit. You have standards, though you try not to flaunt it.

> Fletcher: Examine action figures.

NOOOOOOO! No one must know!!!

This is your guilty pleasure. The figurines of your favorite characters from the books you love to read. This is one of the few common interests you have with your BROTHER. You try to stick to characters of WESTERN ORIGINATION, though.

Look at this hero. Jutting his chest out, all heroic and powerful. He does a graceful frickin' swan dive into your heart.

so coooooooool

> Fletcher: Examine handheld gaming system.

This is your awesome BX gaming system. It's functionally the same as a DS, but different, you guess? It currently holds your favorite game, which you play with aplomb with one of your chums. Now that you think of it, you haven't spoken with her for awhile.

You go back to your computer.

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You glance at the time.

Oh no! You admonish yourself a bit for letting it get so late. You've been shirking your responsibilities. You bet that your brother has been lax about his as well.

Your DAD will certainly be displeased.

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Someone is pestering you, again. It seems to be the guy who's been organizing this whole game thing. Your chores will have to wait.

> Fletcher: Answer organizer.

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-- venturousCipherer [VC] began pestering digitalExposure [DE]

VC: Fletcher!
VC: You there dude?
VC: (Why the hell am I saying dude?)
DE: hey VC!
DE: what's up?
DE: did FT get everything set up?
DE: I've been waiting forever...
VC: I have gotten her to start some stuff, yes.
VC: And please, just say Robin. I hate referring to people as chumhandles.
VC: Anyway, I got her to be Ben's server player.
VC: My idea was to have you be her server and have Nate be yours.
VC: Then Cora would be Nate's server player and I would be his server player.
DE: sorry VC
DE:I mean--Robin
DE: phew
DE: okay, that sounds good
DE: just gotta do a few chores and i'll be ready
DE: hopefully I won't suck too bad at this.
DE: i must admit i'm pretty excited
VC: I guess that goes for me as well.
VC: Do the chores ASAP so we can get started already. I kinda want to make haste.
VC: By the way, have you been trolled lately?
VC: Besides by Aideen, I mean.
DE: FT--i mean Aideen's alright
DE: its all in good fun
DE: you mean those guys who call themselves trolls?
DE: a couple times, yeah
DE: especially that guy DT he's a jerk
VC: Do you believe them?
DE: Not really
DE: my brother talks about trolls on the internet
DE: i dunno
DE: some of them seemed pretty nice though
VC: Okay, I think, no, I KNOW that this is going to sound completely outrageous, but bear with me.
VC: Whatever they told you it's most likely true.
VC: They are aliens and from what I've gathered they're playing a game similar to the one we are about to play.
VC: The 'hows' and 'whys' of that are just as vague to me as they are to them but this is what it comes down to.
VC: We need to play the game or we will die.
DE: holy cow man
DE: getting a little fatalistic, are we?
VC: If I could bring this more optimistically I would but I honestly can't.
VC: I also told Aideen about this. Needless to say she didn't believe me.
VC: I hope you do believe me. I need at least a few people to believe me before the game actually starts and it is too late.
VC: I want all of us to get through this alive.
DE: this is a lot to take in
DE: lemme think about it, alright?
DE: but i'll do my best if it matters as much as you make it seem to
DE: okay duty calls

-- digitalExposure [DE] ceased pestering venturousCipherer [VC] --

> Fletcher: Go do those damn chores!

You need to stop entertaining every Tom, Dick and Harry that keeps interrupting you. You exit your room for the second time.

> Fletcher: Descend

You head down the stairs into your front room. From here, your brother maintains a small video game store out of your house. You sometimes question the decision to have a family game store out in the middle of AURORA, rather than in downtown CHICAGO. You haven't brought this up to him, though. He probably has his reasons.

> Fletcher: Check inventory.

You grab the clipboard from underneath the front counter. Everything seems to be in order. Better double check the stock room as well.

You are not looking forward to this. You'll have to do your best to get past THAT ROOM.

> Fletcher: Proceed down the hallway.

You come upon THAT ROOM. It's dark and it's scary and you'd rather not think about what is inside.

You dash by as quickly as possible.

> Fletcher: Check stock.

You enter the stock room. Again, things are in order. You wonder why you have to do this job, when your brother could do it just as well.

Your Dad taught you to be diligent. That doesn't mean that you have to like doing something so mind-numbingly boring.

> Fletcher: Head back upstairs.

You go back to your room. You figure some of the other chores could wait for awhile. Your sure your dad won't mind if you do them later.

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There was art here, but now it's gone. I just don't have the patience for it. Maybe I can get some tips and tricks?

[SansDaedalus]

Cora: Pester Fletcher

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-- spuriousDissenter [SD] began pestering digitalExposure [DE] --
SD: Heeyyy Fletch!
DE: hey SD
DE: you know
DE: i was just thinking about that last match up we had in the pocket monsters
DE: okay
DE: what if
DE: I came at you with a fighting type
DE: what would you do
SD: ...?
SD: Umm
SD: Half of my line-up is ghost type
DE: oh dang
DE: right
DE: i'm dumb.
DE: anyway what's up
SD: Not too much
SD: I just had an... intense conversation with Kiriza
SD: She seems to be under the impression that we are in mortal peril.
DE: kiriza
DE: uh oh
DE: does this have anything to do with the game that VC is having us play
SD: Well...
SD: Yes.
SD: I really don't believe her to be honest.
SD: But the game does look fun.
DE: yeah I don't either
SD: And Robin seems excited so...
DE: we seem to be surrouned by melodramatics huh
SD: Yeah no kidding!
SD: I think Kiriza really does believe she's a Troll!
DE: getting in our faces with their melos and their dramas
SD: So much drama.
DE: troll with a capital T
SD: yes
DE: ROLLS EYES
SD: To signify the alien kind and not the internet kind.
DE: i guess
SD: Well I for one think this whole thing is ridiculous.
SD: But I guess I still intend to play.
DE: yeah definitely
DE: it should be fun
SD: Yeah it looks fun.
DE: VC will be eating his hat when his doomsday prophecy doesnt come true
DE: haha
SD: Yeah
DE: who are you connecting to
SD: I haven't a clue.
SD: Robin has so far left that detail out entirely.
DE: aww
DE: we should demand a recount!
DE: impeach the unorganized organizer
DE: buh
DE: okay
DE: that sounded dumb
SD: ...
SD: Yeah a little.
SD: Have you talked to Aideen lately?
DE: Not since I grabbed the game
SD: Huh.
DE: I've been waiting for FT for some time now
SD: I haven't heard from her either.
SD: I hope she's alright.
DE: I'm sure she is haha
DE: how did you end up meeting her
DE: i don't think you've ever told me that
SD: Aideen?
SD: Well...
SD: Can we save that story for another time?
SD: I don't really feel like getting into that right now.
DE: uhh
DE: sure
SD: Let's just say that Aideen and I...
SD: Have a complicated relationship.
DE: i...see
DE: with a
DE: question mark
DE: ?
SD: But then again who doesn't have a complicated relationship with Aideen?
DE: haha indeed
SD: She can be difficult.
SD: But I think she just wants people to talk to!
DE: i talk to her all the time!
SD: Well maybe that's because of the reason I just guessed at though?
DE: oh haha
SD: On an unrelated note...
SD: How are things going with your Bro's shop?
SD: I have to admit the idea of selling games out of your house is a little silly.
DE: fine i guess
DE: i mean
DE: we don't sell a ton
DE: but it's pretty cool
DE: selling video games out of your house
DE: we make a little money
DE: but we have plenty from our dad
DE: i just with my brother would do a little more of the work
DE: and less time goofing around in his room or with his girlfriend
SD: But Fletch.
SD: He has to get his mack on.
SD: Is... Is that how you say it?
DE: i dunno!
SD: I think that's how you say it.
DE: i'll ask him if that's a thing
DE: she's a nice girl and all
DE: but
DE: he's such a lazy bum!
DE: i hate saying that, but it seems to be true
SD: Well at least he is someone to talk to!
SD: The only person out here with me is my crazy mother.
SD: And she'd rather write than talk.
DE: oh boy
DE: which book is she on now?
SD: Umm...
SD: I guess book thirteen?
SD: I'm really not sure what it's going to be about though.
SD: She hasn't said a word about it.
DE: An epic conclusion to an epic epic?
SD: I don't know.
SD: From what I've gathered peaking at the manuscript, she's changed all the characters.
SD: And she made all the new ones kids!
SD: I'm really not sure what she's thinking.
DE: uh oh
SD: But I think this will be the last book, yes.
SD: At least that's what she keeps telling me.
DE: well here's to hoping
SD: Haha
DE: because she has leapt over that shark by a mile
SD: Well
SD: The first eleven were good.
SD: But book twelve...
SD: I...
SD: I don't want to talk about book twelve.
DE: yes you do
SD: No I don't
SD: It's stupid
DE: come ooooooooon
SD: It ruins the suspension of disbelief for the whole series!
DE: i can tell you just wanna rant and rage
SD: Okay, I'll say this one thing.
SD: Moving the setting to Earth was a terrible mistake.
SD: It makes the whole story campy and hard to swallow.
SD: I've had this argument with her countless times.
SD: And all she says is "That's the way it happened"
SD: LIKE THESE THINGS ACTUALLY HAPPENED!
SD: She's crazy.
SD: And I feel a little crazy for arguing with her about it!
DE: hmmm
SD: Can we talk about something else now?
DE: sure i guess
DE: what about
SD: Will you tell me what's in that room?
SD: I want to know.
SD: So bad.
DE: no
DE: stop asking
DE: its scary
DE: its dark
DE: no
DE: just
DE: no
SD: It's a vampire isn't it.
SD: man i bet its a vampire
DE: no don't be silly
SD: what would you do if it was a vampire though
DE: vampires aren't real
SD: youd be helpless
SD: how do you know
DE: shush
DE: that's how
DE: i dunno what i'd do
SD: okay now i scared myself
DE: i'd carry more garlic around, that's for sure
SD: i think im gonna go
SD: and uhhhh
DE: okay
SD: i dont know
DE: okay
DE: now i'm scared
SD: do something not vampire related
DE: i can't be certain that vampires aren't real
DE: dang it
SD: OF COURSE NOT
SD: BECAUSE THEY'RE AWAKE WHILE YOU'RE ASLEEP
SD: THATS WHAT MAKES THEM SCARY
DE: AAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
SD: AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
-- spuriousDissenter [SD] ceased pestering digitalExposure [DE] --

Well that was certainly less productive than you had hoped. Why do your conversations with him always end up being about vampires? Oh well. You suppose you should talk to Kiriza anyway.

Cora: Do that thing you just mentioned

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-- spuriousDissenter [SD] began trolling kovertMekkanik [KM] --
SD: Ok so I talked to Fletcher
KM: Hello.
KM: And?
SD: Oh sorry
SD: Hello
KM: Ahh, yes.
KM: So Fletcher waz saying...?
SD: According to him Robin is setting up the game.
SD: But he doesn't seem to paint a confident picture of how well he's doing so.
KM: It'z pretty hard to fukk up, but I guess he will probably find a way.
SD: That is what worries me.
SD: Also are you really sure about this whole planet destroying mortal peril thing?
SD: It seems pretty unbelievable to me.
KM: I am kompletely tzertain, having experientzed it myself.
SD: I guess we'll see.
KM: Well I think you'd do bezt to follow my advitze regardless.
SD: Okay.
SD: Rather than argue with you about it.
KM: Planetary annihilation is a high rizk to take for spite.
SD: I'll just skip to the part where I do what you ask regardless of whether or not I believe you.
SD: Which is the safe bet I suppose.
SD: I also don't particularly care about the spiting part.
SD: I'm not Aideen you know.
KM: Hah, Aideen really doez think she has the upper hand, doesn't zhe?
SD: I've tried to get her to stop.
SD: I swear I have.
KM: It's no bother really... She IZ going to play.
KM: That I know for tzertain.
KM: ...For better or for worze.
KM: Likely the latter, but we will zee in time.
SD: Yeah...
KM: In the meantime I am merely trying to enzure that you are all prepared to play.
SD: Well.
SD: I guess I have to hear back from Robin about who I'm connecting to.
KM: He zhould have figured that out by now.
KM: Well, he zhould have done a lot of things.
KM: It would be juzt be a shame to be offered zuch an opportunity to partitzipate in Skaia's zkhemes and not be ready for them.
SD: Right.
SD: Well.
SD: At this point all I can really do is wait.
SD: Which is frustrating.
SD: Also do I need to continue this whole "I'm a Troll like you" facade with your friends?
SD: It is starting to make me feel a little guilty.
KM: Hahahaha
KM: I had aktually forgotten about that!
KM: There's no real taktikal reason for it anymore.
KM: But I do think it's highly amuzing.
SD: Yeah I did too.
KM: Pyxxi was so extzited for several tzykles when he met a 'nitze seablood!
SD: See that is what I'm talking about.
SD: I think this whole thing may actually hurt his feelings.
SD: Which was funny at first.
SD: But now I feel pretty bad about it.
KM: Well if you do manage to damage him emotionally it will end up being my burden anywayz.
SD: That doesn't make me feel any better.
KM: Then ztop if you must.
KM: Az I zaid, I've already abandoned the foolish rekwirement of sekretzy.
KM: There izn't an Empire to have ekzklusive sekrets to divulge to anymore.
KM: Regretably...
SD: Well if it is any consolation,
SD: If this turns out to be true I'll have to take you at your word about being an actual troll.
KM: Of kourze. Although that doezn't really kontzern me anymore.
KM: Frankly whether you believe me or not matters little in the long run.
KM: But for your zake at leazt you lizten now.
KM: And have zhut up about those fukking bookz.
SD: Yeah, I haven't mentioned those to you for a while now.
SD: It's not like I look for excuses to talk about them.
KM: Fair enough...
SD: I have to admit.
SD: I really hope this is a farce.
SD: The alternative is seeing my home destroyed around me.
SD: I don't know if I'm ready for that.
KM: Oh, well your home will be fine.
SD: That's not what I meant.
SD: And you know it.
KM: Maybe. But you'll get over it.
KM: I doubt that you are attached to the surroundings apart from your hive az much you believe.
SD: Ugh...
SD: I don't know if that's any better.
SD: But I guess I'm not really in a position to dictate that am I?
SD: Ok
KM: The game will zhow you what things you truly do or do not have power over.
SD: I guess.
SD: I'm going to try getting a hold of Robin again.
KM: That would be a good plan.
KM: Get hiz azz prepared.
KM: I think lazt time we talked he was gluing glazz shards to hiz hands...
SD: ...
SD: What?
KM: Don't axe me!
SD: That sounds exceptionally dumb.
KM: I think he means to punch things with them?
KM: He pikked a shitty spetzibuz, like glovekind or zomething.
SD: Yeah
SD: I don't think it would work unless you were freakishly strong or something.
KM: Ugh... I think I know the sort.
KM: I think I'll ztikk with the key of my kin though.
KM: And to your kredit, yourz as well.
KM: Much more effektive.
SD: I wasn't even thinking about that when I assigned the specibus.
SD: It was mostly just blind luck.
SD: Which I guess isn't that bad a thing.
SD: Being lucky isn't so bad.
KM: Tell that to Pyxxi, he's havin a ball with it.
KM: Probably a matzeball.
KM: Likely on fire.
SD: He still won't tell me the rules to that game by the way.
KM: It's for the bezt.
KM: The primer book is enormouz.
KM: Eazily enough to krush small beasts.
SD: Yeash.
SD: I'll take your word for it.
SD: Well.
SD: I'm going to try Robin now.
SD: I'll talk to you after the game starts.
KM: Very well.
KM: Good 'lukk', Dryden.
SD: Bye Kiriza.
-- spuriousDissenter [SD] gave up trolling kovertMekkanik [KM] --

Yeah that was mostly pointless. You really aren't looking forward to breaking the news that you're not actually a fantroll to Pyrrix. Stupid as it is he'll probably still take it pretty hard. But that can wait for later! Right now you need to talk to Robin and get on with potentially ruining your entire life! Or you could talk to whoever just started pestering you.

Cora: Talk to mystery pesterer

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-- flameTrooper [FT] began pestering spuriousDissenter [SD] --
FT: Coraaaaaaaaaaa!!!!
FT: Fun fact!
SD: Hi Aideen
SD: What fun fact?
FT: Near the US limits, Quarters are called "Cora's" by hispanics.
FT: Which is funny considering you're filthy rich
SD: Am I?
SD: I don't really think about it to be honest.
SD: I don't really have a good model for comparison.
FT: Comeon!
FT: It's hilarious!
FT: It's Ironic.
SD: I... guess?
FT: Come on!
FT: It's gold I'm giving you here!
FT: I know you have more than enough but it's from a friend!
FT: The least you could do is laugh!
SD: Okay
FT: Laugh goddamnit!
SD: There I'm laughing
SD: you can't tell though because that kind of thing doesn't translate into text.
SD: Ha
FT: I sense the disturbances in the energy of the universe, but I feel them unwanting and obligated.
SD: Haha.
FT: Fine.
FT: It didn't make you laugh.
SD: Come on Aideen
FT: Can't blame me for trying
SD: We both know you didn't pester me for this.
SD: What's actually up?
FT: Okay okay...
FT: Here's the thing.
FT: What would you say if someone told you that certain "supernatural being" exists?
SD: Nooooooooo
FT: And that it in fact is trying to get in contact with you.
SD: no Aideen no
FT: And has huge, shapr fangs...
FT: colorless skin...
FT: strange garments...
FT: Supernatural powers!
SD: nonononononononononononono
FT: And will...
SD: vampires arent real
SD: NOT REAL
FT: Hahahahaha!!!!
FT: I'm not talking about vampires silly!
FT: What made you think that?
SD: well last month you tried to convince me YOU were a vampire...
FT: Do you think I'm so disconsiderate a friend to torture you with what I know you loath and fear?
SD: yes
FT: Girl,I don't play the same trick twice.
FT: I'm being serious here.
FT: I'm talking about trolls.
SD: Oh
SD: Ppfhfffhf
SD: Yeah right.
FT: No really.
FT: Robin told me there's these geeks who claim they are from another universe.
FT: And I contacted a few of them.
SD: Yeah I know about them
SD: I've been talking to them for months.
FT: Really?
FT: Wow.
FT: They are really annoying aren't they?
SD: Some of them are pretty funny actually.
SD: They're all crazy.
SD: Stupid fantrolls.
FT: Hahaha!
FT: I've been trying to guess where is the fandom from for a while myself!
FT: I thought of a webcomic...
FT: or a game
SD: Wait you don't know?
FT: but none of those jerks tell me.
FT: Know what?
SD: They are the trolls from Mom's books.
FT: ...
SD: That's why they pester me so much.
FT: I'm sorry...
FT: I'm pretending all that was a typo.
FT: Can you repeat that?¿
SD: You know my Mom's a writer yeah?
SD: Well
SD: The trolls are characters from her books.
SD: People make their own trolls all the time.
SD: They've pestered me basically my whole life.
SD: This current batch is definitely the best though.
FT: ...
FT: You
FT: gotta
FT: be
FT: kidding me...
SD: Nope
SD: I am 100% serious right now.
FT: Those jerks who undermine the name of all of the trolls worldwide exist because of your MOM?????
SD: Well the name troll is just coincidental...
SD: But yes
FT: Well fuck!
FT: Thank you Cora.
SD: You're welcome.
FT: Thanks to you I have to deal with all these morons who make trolls a joke.
SD: I just said you're welcome.
FT: Come on! Doens't your lie detector read the sarcasm levels off the chart?
FT: Or are you just being sarcastic too?
SD: There is a thing.
SD: Called deadpan...
FT: Aren't you the snarky gal.,
FT: Fine then.
SD: You only associate with the best right?
FT: Damn right.
FT: I don't get idiots for friends...
FT: Well...
SD: All of our other friends don't count
FT: Why are all of the guys idiots?
FT: They all blindly believe those geeks!
SD: I... don't know.
SD: I keep secretly hoping that one of them is trolling us all.
SD: But it's starting to look bleak.
FT: 1st...
FT: Don't ever say they are trolling us...
FT: They don't stand a chance against.
FT: 2nd...
FT: They are geeks... Obsessed fans.
FT: The worst and measliest kind of trolls.
FT: They don't come close to any sort of alien life form...
FT: No matter how much the acne makes them look.
SD: Wait are we talking about the "aliens" or our friends?
FT: Oh god...
FT: I love you
FT: About the aliens.
SD: Haha
SD: Which ones have you talked to?
SD: I've counted six so far.
FT: I've talked only to five of them
FT: There's Mechatwat, angry bitch, Moron, Jackass and just recently hotrod.
FT: The idiot thinks he can put things on fire.
FT: And he's not half bad...
FT: But he's still an idiot.
SD: Kiriza, Mirale, Davden, Jackass??, Pyrrix
SD: Really?
SD: I thought Pyrrix was kinda nice...
FT: RR, didn't catch his name... he's supposed to be Royalty...
FT: And Pyrrix eh?
FT: I'll write taht down.
SD: Yeah that is the fire-making one.
FT: Nice.
FT: So six nerds you said?
FT: What's the last one's chumhandle!
SD: Yep
SD: The last one is Demeez
SD: I haven't talked to him too much.
SD: His handle is highspeedIncinerator
FT: Thank you Miss dryden!
FT: It seems I've got trolling Scheduled really soon!
FT: Maybe if I play my cards right I can get rid of at least one geek.
SD: They're not really the type to be dissuaded by trolling
SD: It seems to have the opposite effect actually...
FT: Well I'll find my sources to discredit them.
FT: I know there is the books,but honey...
FT: You know I won't read them.
FT: I kinda hate the fandom they generated.
FT: Not to say I've got more important things to buy with the money I'd spent on paper.
SD: Yeah I didn't think you'd have much interest in them.
SD: The first eleven are actually pretty good.
SD: But book twelve is terrible.
SD: That's all I say on the matter.
FT: I bet they compete against Twilight for shittiest book!
FT: No offense.
SD: Nah, Mom and I don't get along but even I can admit they are well written.
SD: Well
SD: Mostly
SD: Oh right!
SD: Has Robin talked to you about that game yet?
FT: Oh yeah!
FT: I'm checking the code to see if there's something to crack.
SD: ...
SD: Okay whatever.
FT: I found some snazzy options there!
FT: options*
SD: I don't know anything about code!
SD: You know that.
FT: Yeah I know. But maybe we could godmode with this things...
FT: Wouldn't you like to have an advantage?
SD: Do you at least know what they do?
FT: Nope.
FT: Not a clue!
SD: How do you know they won't make the game impossible?
FT: But we should try them!
FT: For science!
FT: I dunno!
FT: You never know unless you try things!
FT: And if you do nothing you can expect nothing to happen.
FT: So, I think I might take my chances!
FT: You want in on my plot?
SD: Yeah but I like to know what I'm about to do before I do it!
SD: Well I'll at least listen to you.
FT: If you want I'll ask ben about it.
FT: He knows more about coding than me!
SD: You might want to try and be sure before you go checking optional settings.
SD: But what's this about a plan?
SD: Or plot?
FT: Well, I know for a fact those morons that call themselves trolls are playing.
SD: Yeah I know
SD: Kiriza told me a lot about that.
FT: These options practically let us godmode this shit!
SD: See you say that.
SD: But you just told me you don't know what they do.
FT: They change game settings... But I'm not sure which.
FT: They could do anything though...
SD: That's my point!
SD: You keep saying they'll give us an advantage but you don't actually know that!
FT: Well there's a chance they could. I'm willing to risk that!
SD: Yeah but there's also a chance that they could ruin everything.
SD: I don't think it would be very fun to get stuck playing a game we can't win.
FT: It's only a game cora!
FT: There's no gigantic retaliations or anything!
SD: Russian Roulette is just a game too!
SD: And everything Kiriza has said about this game suggests that we can't just quit after we start.
FT: And you believe her.
SD: I don't see a reason for her to lie about this.
SD: What does she gain?
FT: Your gullibility.
SD: It's not even very good trolling.
SD: Not everyone is out to troll one-another all the time Aideen!
SD: People do tell the truth sometimes!
FT: Okay you should know this by now,
FT: and apparently you forgot it so let me remind you.
FT: Everybody lies.
FT: I lie, you know it...
FT: All the time.
FT: But I'm your friend and your stupid radar tells you all about it.
SD: I know.
FT: Now let's take this lady in consideration...
SD: I also know that people lie.
SD: But they tell the truth too!
SD: You just need to figure out how to tell the difference!
FT: Ugh... okay
FT: do whatever you want...
SD: You still intend to mess with this game don't you?
FT: I'm still checking this thing out and you can't stop me.
FT: Of course I do.
FT: You know me better than most!
SD: I know you well enough to know if you think something is a good idea your going to do it no matter what anyone else says.
SD: I just hope we don't end up paying for that.
SD: Promise me you'll at least be careful?
FT: I can only promise not to be as reckless!
FT: Heheheheheheh!
-- flameTrooper [FT] ceased pestering spuriousDissenter [SD] --
SD: ...
-- spuriousDissenter [SD] ceased pestering flameTrooper [FT] --

She never listens! You are starting to get a bad feeling about today. Well even if you don't know who you're connecting to you can at least install the games now. Maybe you'll get lucky and catch Robin while you do that as well...

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Sorry for the delay, it's been a busy week.