Fieldstuck (Acceleration)

[Naristar]

check your computer
all the while cursing your mothers shrill vocal acrobatics

[psychapprentice]

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Oh my god guys, 500 views, already!? It's been less than five days! You all rock! Especially anyone who is actually reading these author's notes. all you guys!

> Check your computer, all the while cursing your Mother's shrill vocal acrobatics.



OK, you'll go see what Luke's been trying to tell you. However, you will not curse your Mother. You remember what happened last time you cursed someone.

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NO! No flashbacks. You are not going down that road. Experiencing that once was more than enough. Needless to say, you will not be throwing around frivolous curses anymore.

[Rafter]

Gwen: answer your chum! Xe's so lonely....

[psychapprentice]

Gwen: answer your chum! Xe's so lonely....



OK... You're just going to assume you meant "He's so lonely...." since Luke is obviously a boy's name.

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CI: gwen?

CI: whos pestering you?

CI: no ones online

CI: hello???

CI: oh god its one of those trolls isnt it?

CI: alright talk to me if you need help

CI: wow you sure are getting into it with this guy

CI: ive told you before--dont engage them

CI: it only eggs them on

CI: just cut and run

GA: oh, hey!

GA: yeah, i was talking to a troll.

GA: i wasn't doing that the whole time though.

GA: i just had the strangest dream...

[Dario EON]

>Describe dream to chum.

[Naristar]

>Describe dream to chum.

That seems like the obvious choice!!
I say we get inturrupted by the scary troll again or maybe a different one?

[psychapprentice]

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The true measure of a good pesterlog is how much the scroll bar shrinks when you open the spoiler.

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GA: i've told you about my dreams before, right?

CI: lets just assume the answers yes so you dont have to reexplain anything

GA: *sigh*

GA: well usually nothing happens.

GA: it's just me sitting in a blue room until i wake up.

GA: but this time, i thought i saw something moving past the window.

GA: when i went to look, i saw something like a golden tree or something.

GA: but my mom woke me up to pack.

CI: wow FASCINATING

CI: ??????

CI: /sarcasm

GA: yeah, i got it thanks.

GA: you know, just once, i'd like it if you could at least pretend to believe in something.

GA: especially maybe... oh, i don't know... your friends!

CI: sheesh gwen take it easy

CI: of course im teasing you

CI: its only because i have no respect for your cockimamy theories

CI: *cockamamy

CI: *FUCK HOW DO YOU SPELL THIS

GA: >.>

GA: *unamused*

CI: whatever

CI: so anyway back to sburb

GA: oh noooo!

GA: please, can we just stop with the game discussion for a while?

GA: it's making me even more upset that i don't have it.

CI: no thats not it

CI: its just...

CI: what do we even know about this game?

CI: is it really that good?

GA: *shrug*

GA: you could try looking for reviews online.

CI: gwen

CI: you are obviously forgetting who youre talking to

CI: im like the best goddamn photojournalist in the world

CI: i know how to find the evidence

CI: if its out there ill find it

GA: it's "to whom you are talking."

GA: MR. photojournalist.

CI: >_>

CI: i speak with pictures not grammar

GA: :P

CI: anyway i couldnt find shit

CI: which as anyone who was paying attention would know means its not out there to be found

GA: hmm, weird.

GA: how did we find out about it again?

CI: will told us

GA: ah yes, of course.

GA: and he also said he needed to talk to me about it last night.

GA: of course, by the time i logged in, he had forgotten what he wanted to say.

CI: see thats why you need to be around more often

CI: maybe we would know whats so special about sburb if you were available to listen to his ramble

GA: well i asked him about sburb today, and he didn't seem to know even know about it.

GA: looks like he's back online.

GA: maybe we should ask him where he heard about it.

-genteelAromatherapist [GA] included ostentatiousAuthor [OA] in group pester at 15:20-

OA: What is it?

OA: You're interrupting my nap.

GA: i thought you were talking to your friend?

OA: Oh yeah, it turns out I was just confused.

OA: I fell asleep and lost track of things.

GA: you fell asleep in the ten minutes between when i talked to you and now?

CI: excuse me look whos talking snorey mcdreamhead

OA: That's not exactly what I said...

CI: dude

CI: stop being all shifty about it

CI: just tell us everything about this game

GA: where did you hear about it?

CI: and where did you sign us all up for it

OA: Please stop double teaming me.

OA: Go here: skaia.net/game=6&p=0048/exclusive.

GA: ok, hold please.

CI: why have i never seen this site before

CI: when i searched for sburb i got nothing

OA: I think this site can only be seen by those who have the link.

GA: ok, and why is that?

OA: I have no idea.

OA: My grandpa showed it to me, after he told me about the game.

GA: how does your grandpa know about it?

OA: He worked for Skaianet Labs at some point.

OA: I guess he earned the privilege of helping to test the game.

CI: wait the site says beta coming april 2012

OA: Yeah. I think we're the Alpha testers.

CI: oh

GA: that's cool, I guess.

OA: Anything else you want to know?

GA: what's the game about?

CI: yeah why are we playing it at all

OA: I have no clue at all.

OA: I suppose we'll find out when we finally play.

GA: argh, well i still don't have it!

OA: Oh, I'm sure you'll get it soon.

OA: If not, you can always play it when it comes out on beta.

CI: haha go us guys for already having it

OA: Actually, that's just you for now.

OA: But I'll get it soon.

OA: Speaking of which, I should get started on that right now.

OA: See you guys later.

-ostentatiousAuthor is now an idle chum!-

CI: look see what he does

CI: its simple just stay idle and online

CI: for like...

CI: forever

GA: why would i waste energy by keeping my computer on perpetually?

CI: so use pesterchum mobile

CI: you know on your phone

GA: oh.

GA: i guess that never occurred to me.

CI: also you should know better than to talk to will when hes asleep

GA: what do you mean?

GA: how could he talk to me in his sleep?

CI: youre kidding me right

CI: hes got like a magical dream bot or something

CI: kara said she talked to you about this

GA: oh yeah, she did mention a dream bot once.

GA: i just thought she was joking around.

GA: actually, i still think you guys are trying to trick me about will.

GA: there's no way he's as weird as you seem to think.

GA: psychic powers? really?

CI: trust me hes way weirder than you think

CI: also he told kara that he can talk in his sleep with the dream bot

CI: you can imagine how excited she got about that

CI: shes been begging him to give her the bot so she can reverse engineer it or something

GA: this would make a great story.

GA: i'm sure will would appreciate it if you gave him this idea for one of his fiction venues.

CI: its not a fucking story its the truth!

GA: sure it is...

GA: and how would i even tell if he's asleep?

CI: was he acting all aloof and out of it?

GA: i guess so.

CI: you said he didnt know about sburb but hes the one who told all of us about it

GA: i guess that was weird too.

CI: did he ever mention you sleeping?

GA: he said he wants to see me wake up.

CI: yep he was sleeping

GA: i still don't buy it.

CI: well whatever i should probably go now anyway

CI: talk to you when you land

GA: oh yeah, crap!

GA: i need to finish packing!

GA: see you later.

CI: bye

-chromaticInfiltrator [CI] ceased pestering genteelAromatherapist [GA] at 15:29-

[wolftamer9]

> Why don't we switch perspectives while she packs?

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How are you liking this format compared to the other? I know the last one was a bit of a mouthful to read, but you probably shouldn't base your decision on how many readers you get.

Also, it's good to see someone else I know on these forums.

Edit: whoops.

[psychapprentice]

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@wolftamer9 I'm loving this much more than I ever expected. I thought drawing would be a huge pain, so I originally planned to make this a text-based adventure. Then I decided that that's basically a traditional story anyway, so I switched formats before I began, and started planning, writing, and uploading the original story. Then I saw that other people had text only adventures, so I thought I could too, so I decided to switch to adventure format. But for some reason, I decided drawing wasn't too hard, and, as you can see, every update has an image. That is why this adventure is no longer in its trial period (and I switched the OP to reflect this fact).

Also, if I didn't care what other people thought, I wouldn't be creating anything. The only purpose of creative pursuit is for the enjoyment of others. That is, the only reason for the actual fabrication of art is for other people. You yourself already know what goes on in your mind, so you may as well just think about whatever you want, unless you want other people to see it too. And yeah, I do enjoy the fact that people enjoy it, and the fact that more people enjoy this format is a large factor in my decision to keep it this way. It wouldn't be enough if that was the only reason, but as I said, I love this format even more than conventional writing. I like the fact that I can actually see my words, and I love the fact that other people are able to contribute, yet I still maintain most of the control.

> Why don't we switch perspectives while she packs?



What a wonderfully plot-furthering suggestion. You are now this guy. Hang on, something's wrong...

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It seems you cannot be this guy, or interact with this scene at all! It has been time locked, and cannot be accessed until the timer reaches zero. 4 days, 11 hours, and 12 minutes to go! Let's just go back to Gwen.

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There she is. Looks like our momentary distraction was enough to allow her to finish packing off-screen. There were doubtlessly many shenanigans that we would have had to endure if not for time-saving plot devices.

She must certainly be through packing her CAPTCHA-CASE, as it is sitting to her side. Fascinating piece of technology, that suitcase. But you don't want to listen to some spiel about luggage. And neither does Gwen. By the look of ire on her face, it seems it is time for her to go.

[Legendary]

Gwen: Realize you forgot your Felt poster.

[Naristar]

why didn't you capuchalog your bed
I think you should do that
do it now!

((also I love this please continue))

[Rafter]

Gwen: what about all your precious precious books?

[psychapprentice]

> Gwen: Realize you forgot your Felt poster.



You can probably live without it for a week, but you have a feeling you'll need it to spice up your living space at the Glasswrights. First you'll grab your Suitcase.

S > C, so it goes to the left branch card.

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P < S > C

The Tree would normally unbalance, but you have the Auto-balance feature turned off.

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While you're at it, you should definitely grab Zeus. You'll be happy to have Him around while you're in Wyoming.

Just gotta... scooch behind here...

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Got it!

You'll probably just leave the Illuminati poster. It kind of creeps you out, but for some reason you never took it down.

> Why didn't you captchalogue your bed? I think you should do that. Do it now!



Well... you probably could fit it in your Captchacase, but somehow you doubt you'll need it. You're sure the Glasswrights have beds aplenty.

However, you will take your prized Night Sky poster. That thing is so cool. When you look at it from different angles, it almost seems like the picture changes the angle of the sky it depicts.

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> Gwen: What about all your precious precious books?



What about them? You packed enough. You don't think you really need all of them. Besides, you're out of time to pack stuff anyway. Your Mother is calling you to the foyer to leave.

[Naristar]

But they don't have YOUR bed its better cause its yours!!!
Also if not the bed then its coverings and pillows
Might as well make it homey while your gone

[Nameless1]

You can be pretty much assured of having a bed, the same cannot be said of a desk.

[psychapprentice]

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Time for Wyoming!!! YAAAAAAYYYY!!!!!

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You got the Sburb Alpha!! YEAH!!!!!!!!

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AUTHOR'S NOTE

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Alright guys, End of Prologue! What do you guys think so far?

Also, I'm taking a short break, for about a day or two, so I can get acclimated to the new Spring Semester. After that, I'm probably going to slow down on the updates for a while, so that it doesn't take a toll on my studies. Then again, I didn't intend to update this fast originally, but drawing was much easier than I thought. Plus, now that I have spriteability, drawing should probably go faster than it did in the way beginning. So I may or may not go slower after the break.

Man, I can't wait to show you guys all the things I have planned! This is going to be one hell of an adventure, and I hope you guys help me along!

Did I make it abundantly clear that I love you guys yet? Because I do.

EDIT: Mansion design based on this

[Naristar]

Good work!!

I hope this continures soon!

[Legendary]

>(eventual) Intermission 1: Feature a sequence of events which seem completely irrelevant to the matter at hand while in fact being of the utmost important.

[Dario EON]

>CHAPTER 1 ==>

[Ianflow]

Extrapolate on the home's vastness

[psychapprentice]

>(eventual) Intermission 1: Feature a sequence of events which seem completely irrelevant to the matter at hand while in fact being of the utmost important.

I planned to do that, but it comes much MUCH later.

[psychapprentice]

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Ah, you guys knew I couldn't stay away! I'm going to try from now on to limit myself to one update a day. Although, the temptation of procrastination might occasionally be to much to bear. We'll see.

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Chapter 16- Tooth and Claw

Rosa stood trembling in front of a cast-iron gate. It was taller than any she'd ever seen before, and much more ornate. They didn't have villas like this where she was from. Or rather, when she was from. She and the Professor had traveled to 19th century Scotland, but he refused to tell her why. He muttered something about “discovering her true self.”

They had seen the mansion in the distance, and had walked toward it, in the hopes of finding the owner of the manor, but now they stood, blocked by locked gates, unable to reach their goal. It was cold outside, and Rosa wasn't exactly dressed for winter in Scotland. She had come to the professor's lab that day wearing short sleeves and a miniskirt, because she had assumed that the professor would fulfill the promise he had made earlier to take her to the planet Barcelona. She now regretted her outfit with clenched teeth and blue lips.

She tried shaking on the gate, which made a loud noise as the chain binding it closed rattled. It did not budge though.

“Professor, please do something,” she whined, turning to face her mentor. “I'm going to freeze to death out here! Can't we just go to Barcelona?”

“Not yet. I have to figure out what your 'true self' is.”

“My true self is freezing! Please take me home!”

Her face had become pleading, and he almost reneged when he saw a light came on in one of the windows of the building. It was the flickering light of a flame. A figure appeared in the window, and gazed down at them for a second before retreating. The light was slowly overtaken by a shadow, as the person exited their room.

“Look, see?” said the Professor. “Someone's coming to let us in.”

“Yeah, or shoot us! We don't know who that is. They could be a serial killer!”

“A serial killer, living in an enormous estate?”

“I don't know, maybe!”

They stopped bickering when the front door to the mansion opened, and a man stepped out. He was holding a candelabra in one hand, and what appeared to be a sidearm in the other. He was wearing a gray nightshirt, with matching pants underneath. He had also thrown on a black coat, but still seemed to be shivering. He walked hesitantly toward them, the hand with the gun slightly in front.

“See, look. I told you he was going to shoot us,” she whispered.

“Now, we don't know that,” he whispered back. He raised his voice as the man grew nearer, and said “Say, you're not going to shoot us, are you?”

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You are currently in the Glasswrights' foyer, and will soon be joining them in the sitting room. Of course, you'd rather sit in the fire, since you recall these people as being THE most boring humans on the planet, but to point that out would be rude.

So far, the only thing keeping you from snapping is this printout of "The Powell Estate," an online story by your friend, Will. You purposely stopped reading it a few weeks before the trip, so you would have something to keep you occupied.

[Dario EON]

>Gwen: Be greeted.
>Gwen: Sit in the fire.

[Ianflow]

Look at the fire with abandon, it's aromatherapy qualities not soothing, but maddening.

[Naristar]

Claim a need to use the rest room
then escape out a window