This is why we experiment. I guess the enhanced reader-input of raiding came at too much of a trade-off of time efficiency. And the way this story is progressing, we really can't afford to waste time like that.
Don't get me wrong, you guys should definitely still comment, but silly suggestions will probably get ignored. They're still enjoyed though.
Seriously, we're still pretty far away (in-story) from even starting to play Sburb. But don't worry, some large portions of time were always going to be expressed in just a few panels.
Gwen: Go delete that account personal-like, instead of just waiting for it to be deleted automatically like before.
You tried. For some reason the game doesn't let you delete your account. Whatever. Just leaving it alone is good enough for you. As long as you're not playing it. Talk about a waste of time.
Gwen: Skip to the end.
Yeah, you're getting tired of stopping to think before every action you take. You're really hungry, and you kind of want to get this show on the road, so you leave the rest of the Glasswrights' stuff unsnooped for now.
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Ah, the kitchen.
Last edited by psychapprentice; 04-15-2012 at 10:21 AM.
What? You don't use Apple. No one uses Apple. You have a ByrdTM. You... guess it's pretty good. Yeah, even you can't justify how unadvanced this piece of crap is. You wonder if Pesterchum even works on it.
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-ostentatiousAuthor [OA] began pestering genteelAromatherapist [GA]-
OA: Gweeeeeen....
OA: Come oooooon!!!!!!
OA: Where are you????
GA: patience, young grasshopper.
GA: you need to give me like five seconds after you message me so i can answer.
OA: That's not what I meant.
OA: I meant why aren't you here!??
GA: where's here?
GA: your island?
OA: No! In the place you go when you dream!
OA: I'm sitting here in your room right now, and here you are snoozing away, like a bad friend would do.
OA: I'm starting to suspect you are being a bad friend, Gwen.
OA: Are you a bad friend?
GA: of course not!
GA: i recently learned that i may be a bad person...
GA: but never a bad friend!
OA: Hmm...
OA: Are you sure you woke up, then?
GA: no!
GA: it was just a dream!
OA: I keep telling you, just go to sleep, and I'll show you that it's not just a dream.
GA: well i did go to sleep, last night.
GA: no dreams at all.
OA: None?
GA: none.
OA: This is so confusing!!
OA: I wish my friend was here to explain it to me...
GA: oh well.
OA: Oh wait! I got it!
GA: ???
OA: You can't wake up here because...
OA: You don't want to wake up!
GA: >.>
OA: No, seriously.
OA: Maybe there's a part of you that wishes it wasn't true?
OA: You want your world to stay the same, because you don't want things that you can't explain happening.
GA: hmm...
GA: i think i understand.
GA: i've always liked fantasy stuff, because i wished life was like that, all swords and magic and dragons.
GA: but it never was like that.
GA: my life has been pretty dull and fantasy-free for the most part.
GA: and anything even close to the fantastical and adventurous ideal i sought has proven to be way too dangerous for me to enjoy for too long.
GA: so maybe i've learned to avoid that stuff when it gets too close to being real?
OA: Um, OK.
OA: Anyway, you can't avoid it forever.
OA: You have to wake up sometime!
GA: you know, i'm not too sure i want to avoid it anymore.
GA: maybe this dream world actually is real.
GA: even if it's not, what's the harm, right?
GA: if i can influence my dreams like that, i'd just be gaining a really fun dream with dream you.
OA: Yeah!
OA: And since it is real, I'll get to hang out with you too!
OA: So come on!
OA: Sleeeeeep!
GA: it doesn't exactly work like that.
GA: i'm not tired at all!
OA: UHHHHHH!!!!!
GA: just wait a while, OK?
GA: maybe i'll get sleepy soon.
GA: although i doubt it.
GA: and it's not just because i'm drinking a mug of caffeinated tea.
OA: ?????????
GA: i'm not really comfortable here.
OA: Uh, what?
GA: *sigh*
GA: it's like...
GA: i feel like ever since i got here i've been feeling a bit...off.
GA: like... i've felt these weird compulsions to act really strangely.
GA: it's almost like anxiety disorder. but i don't have anything to be anxious about...
OA: Maybe you do!
GA: what do you mean?
OA: Well...
OA: I have a feeling that you will be going on a life-changing journey soon!
GA: will i now?
OA: We all will!
OA: We're at like a "nexus" or something.
GA: oh, i see.
GA: it's another one of your philosophical messages that are either too deep or too obtuse for me to get.
OA: Not really!
OA: Whatever, you'll see!
OA: You should get going soon!
GA: going?
OA: Didn't you mention going for a walk?
GA: not even at all.
OA: Oh.
OA: Maybe I imagined that?
GA: maybe?
GA: actually, now that you mention it, a walk sounds nice.
OA: Well OK then.
GA: see you in my dreams :P
OA: Yes you will.
OA: Bye.
Eeeh! First [s]ound update! Sure, it's very simple, but it's just a proof-of-concept. There will be another sound update very soon! Of course, it's nowhere near done, so there will be a hiatus before it comes out. I'll let you know soon. But just so you know, I'm taking a break until... Monday, at least.
Still talk though. Talking's great.
Also, banner'd!
Gwen: Go for a walk.
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[S] Fieldstuck.
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This clearing looks like a nice place to sit and rest for now.
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Hooray! Your butt's wet!
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It occurs to you that having a Captcha-case inside your sylladex creates a bit of a hassle anytime you want to retrieve something. Especially since it keeps forcing you to eject every leaf below it. From now on, you can pretty much assume that you can grab anything at any time, even from within the suitcase.
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Tokin' up in the woods! Don't worry, they're just scent sticks from your Spirit Chest.
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It's so peaceful out here. You don't even care that your coat is suddenly invisible or something?