You can still read the entire adventure so far, but just remember, it is not going to be canon in the reboot. Check back here for the link to the reboot when it's ready. The new version should be ready before the end of August.
You can see the explanation for why I'm rebooting here.
CI: i can see you
GA: you mean in the game?
GA: i haven't even selected a character yet!
CI: yeah you have
CI: you are your character!
CI: i can see you!
GA: i don't...
CI: in my game window
CI: i see you in that forest in front of your laptop next to that wolf
CI: beats me
CI: there are some buttons at the top
CI: im checking them out now
CI: ok looks like aside from the cursors select revise and deploy we have...
CI: phernallia registry grist cache explore atheneum and alchemy excursus
CI: oh theres also a gold arrow with a padlock pointing offscreen
GA: try clicking on it.
CI: it needs a password
GA: how about the one you gave me to download sburb gold?
CI: good idea
CI: it worked
CI: im clicking it now
CI: ok looks like we also have biology extractions relic repository villain chasm allegiance mesh erudition anthology and a grayed out menu called ablution genesis
GA: these menu options sure do sound...
GA: i wonder what they do...
CI: lets find out then!
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This looks interesting?
Could you explain the wolf?
That was almost alarmingly fast. :P And thanks.
The wolf will be explained in the near future, in the past.
EDIT: Don't be confused by the crappy art: I do not claim to be a good artist. I can barely scratch out a picture or two a day, so pictures may or may not be at a premium, depending on my work ethic, which is enhanced greatly by a high level of reader enthusiasm. In other words, more comments may lead to more pictures. Unless they really are crappy enough that my hypothetical readers don't want them.
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Don't be absurd. This young lady is not stuck in any field, nor does she see any such situation emerging in the foreseeable future.
She is merely sitting in her room, writing in her diary.
There may or may not be an adventure in her future, involving a field of snow, a wolf, and a video game. But she doesn't know that. The only "adventure" she can see herself having over Christmas break is an exciting trip to the magical land of Wyoming!
This girl may or may not be incredibly sarcastic at times. What would you do, if you were her?
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>Use summoning circle to call forth a demonic familiar in the form of a wolf.
Hmm? Oh, that old thing. It's been here so long you've almost forgotten about it. You tried pushing your bed to cover it up, but your pathetic appendages were too weak to get it very far. And anyway, you know you can't really use it to summon anything. You just used to like to pretend you thought you could, as a way of freaking out your Mother.
It would be so cool if you could though. If you could summon a wolf, you would be overjoyed. Wolves are the best, you think. You like most animals in general, but wolves are just so badass.
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>Email the contents of your diary to your secret crush.
You refuse outright.
To email anything, you'll have to LOG ON to your laptop, and you'd like to finish one form of PROCRASTINATION before you start another.
Hmm? What's that? "Procrastinating from what?"
You are supposed to be PACKING right now. Today is the day you and your Mother are leaving for Wyoming to visit her old friends, the GLASSWRIGHTS. However, you are currently WRITING IN YOUR DIARY, and will not even consider getting ready for that trip until you are done.
Besides, to do that, you'd need a SECRET CRUSH, and you just don't have one. Well, at least not one that exists for real.
Ohhh, ZEUS! You and your rippling muscles, as well as your sexy mastery over lightning make you soooo manly. And by manly, you mean godly, because he is not now, nor will he ever be, a man. Of course, he's not really a god either. He's just imaginary, the way your SUMMONING CIRCLE is.
You suddenly realize that you have a lot of IMAGINARY INTERESTS. But you aren't stupid, you know what's real and what's fake. For instance, your DIARY is almost certainly real.
“Mother won't stop bugging me to finish packing, so I guess I'll have to get to work on that soon. It's not fair that I have to come on this stupid trip. She's visiting some old friends, the Glasswrights, but I would rather spend Christmas here in Sydney. Some of my friends from school are having this big party on Christmas Eve, but I can't go because Mother doesn't trust me home alone for two weeks, even though I'm already 15 years old. (And, if I do say so myself, a rather precocious 15-year-old.)
“I can't wait until I can finally move out, and get my own house. I'd have my own job, and not have to rely on Mother for money. My house would definitely be big, cause I like to have a lot of space. Maybe it'll be on the beach, overlooking the majesty of the ocean. It would have to be wide, but not tall, because I'm terrified of heights. Kara thinks that's dumb, but I don't think she understands what it's like to be afraid. It sounds to me like she's not afraid of anything.
“Speaking of Kara, I hope my presents get to my internet friends on time. I sent them in time for Christmas, but they live so far away that I doubt they got there yet. I guess I'll just ask them when I log on. I haven't gotten any of their presents yet, and since I'm leaving tonight, I guess I'll have to wait until after Christmas.
“I don't understand the airline regulations for sylladices. The last time I was at an airport was the first time since they instituted sylladex guidlines. I had just managed to make the most beautiful looking tree before we left, and when we got there, the security guy made me eject the whole thing. I think they should have a better way of searching a sylladex than throwing everything on the floor and making me have to re-captcha everything.
“Well, Mother's calling again, and she's starting to get that tone where she's obviously getting mad, so I'll just take a break for now. I'll write again when I'm on the plane to America.
There. Now you can truly get down to business. Your next move will almost certainly be exceptionally meaningful.
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accidently knock your lit candle into your suitcase!!
I'm sorry I just read my last post and relized what an ass I sounded like I like your art honestly i ment that even if someone.....never mind I'm just making this ass hole into a pit of doom
please accept my sinscere appologies!
The Goodstuff is always behind the spoiler... Its always changeing really!
@Naristar: It's fine. I didn't take it to mean you hated my art, you were just making a point. And I'm not really that insecure about my drawing. I know it's not great, but it's not terrible. I was just fulfilling the mandatory self-abuse before showcasing any creative work of mine.
> Accidentally knock your lit candle into your suitcase!!
O-ho no. Not doing that again anytime soon.
Your name is GWEN GRAYSON.
If you look sulky and dispassionate, it's because you are. This is not because you lack ZEAL FOR LIFE--you have plenty of that. It's because, as was previously mentioned, you and your MOTHER are preparing for a trip to AMERICA. That wouldn't bother you so much if you weren't bound for NOBODY CARES, WYOMING, which is what you call the segregated area where THE GLASSWRIGHTS live. Also, you are upset that your AUSTRALIAN SUMMER will be cut short by AMERICAN WINTER.
You have a passion for a variety of FAKE THINGS, because you feel that belief is an important part of what defines you. For instance, you love CLASSIC GREKO-ROMAN MYTHOLOGY, partially because you find the INTRICATE FAMILY TREES to be interesting, and also because you have your own personal PAGAN TENDENCIES. You used to be pretty into THE OCCULT, but you gave up on that for THREE REASONS:
1) You weren't getting anywhere with your research.
2) Your Mother wasn't as horrified as your pre-adolescent mind had hoped.
3) You realized that the whole thing was KIND OF DARK AND DEPRESSING.
Since then, you have pretty much only associated yourself with REAL PURSUITS, such as AROMATHERAPY. You don't care what the NAYSAYERS say, you have experienced the effects of several types of MOOD-ENHANCING SCENTS, and you know they really work.
You also really love ANIMALS, but you would never want to keep a PET. You think that that's just as bad as SLAVERY, although you are NOT A VEGETARIAN. You think that MEAT IS DELICIOUS. You wish you had been raised by someone who KNEW HOW TO HUNT, because the idea of FINDING YOUR OWN FOOD appeals to you. Also, you know what goes on in MEAT FARMS, and you think it's EVIL, and so is FAST FOOD. However, you don't try to force your BELIEFS onto anybody else. Anymore.
You have a BOOKCASE stuffed with books, all of which you've read, except for the BIOLOGY AND PSYCHOLOGY TEXTBOOKS that your MOTHER ordered for you a long time ago. You've never really been one to STUDY. You also follow several ONLINE STORIES, and you especially love MYSTERIES, ROMANCES, SCIENCE FICTION, and especially MYSTERY ROMANCE SCIENCE FICTION.
What will you do?
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> Pick up your computer, then pack it so no one can get ahold of you.
You would do that, except you haven't been online all day, and your friends tend to get annoyed by your FREQUENT ABSENCE. You think you'll just log on instead.
You have three ONLINE FRIENDS, whom, unlike your HOME FRIENDS, you rarely see. Strangely though, you feel a STRONG KARMIC CONNECTION to those three, almost as if you were all fated to do something EXTRAORDINARY together. You have FEELINGS like that all the time, and you TRUST THEM COMPLETELY. You call these three friends LUKE, KARA, and WILL. And it's good that you call them that, because THOSE ARE THEIR NAMES.
When you log on, you are assaulted by the messages sent to you while you were offline.
-chromaticInfiltrator [CI] sent an offline message to genteelAromatherapist [GA] at 22:24-
CI: damnit gwen why arent you ever online?
CI: when you get this message i need to talk to you
CI: its about sburb
-chromaticInfiltrator [CI] ceased pestering genteelAromatherapist [GA] at 22:25-
You think about it, but a discussion about the game which has been eluding you this past week does not really appeal to you at the moment.
-esotericEngineer [EE] sent an offline message to genteelAromatherapist [GA] at 22:12-
EE: Hey Gwen
EE: I don't understand how you're asleep
EE: Isn't it like really early over there?
EE: I need your help
EE: I'm still having trouble sleeping
EE: Please talk to me later
-esotericEngineer [EE] ceased pestering genteelAromatherapist [GA] at 22:12-
It seems she's not online. You guess she must have finally gotten to sleep.
-ostentatiousAuthor [OA] sent an offline message to genteelAromatherapist [GA] at 22:33-
OA: Yeah, yeah, I know, you like to get to sleep early.
OA: And I know you don't like to check your computer first thing in the morning, so you probably won't get this message until later.
OA: But it's really important, so I need you to talk to me as soon as you get this message.
OA: It has to be before you leave, so please talk to me.
-ostentatiousAuthor [OA] ceased pestering genteelAromatherapist [GA] at 22:34-
-genteelAromatherapist [GA] began pestering ostentatiousAuthor [OA] at 15:01-
GA: what's so incredibly important?
OA: Oh that.
OA: Never mind.
GA: what? you said i have to talk to you before i leave. what's up?
OA: See, the thing is...
OA: I don't remember what I wanted to tell you.
OA: Luke keeps asking me to play Sburb.
GA: oh god.
GA: i keep telling him, i don't have it yet.
GA: and at this point, it's unlikely i'll get it before i get back from wyoming.
GA: could you tell him please stop taunting me with it?
OA: What is Sburb?
GA: uh... the game you keep telling me i have to play.
OA: Oh right, the game.
GA: i have a great idea.
GA: you and luke could play with each other!
OA: Yeah, I would, but....
OA: I kind of lost it.
GA: kind of?
GA: how do you kind of lose anything?
OA: Well I know where it is, I just don't have it.
GA: so why don't you just get it?
OA: I can't.
OA: Not right now anyway.
GA: care to explain why?
OA: It's a pretty embarrassing story to be honest.
OA: I'd prefer it just remain one of those mysteries.
OA: I thought you loved mysteries.
GA: i only love them for the thrill i get when i learn the answer.
GA: but i can't possibly figure this one out, so there's no thrill.
GA: also, if you don't have it, why do you keep talking to me about it?
GA: what's so special about this game?
GA: its like all you talk about.
OA: Did you ever consider the fact that I just wanted to play a simple game with you guys?
OA: Maybe I wanted to bring us all closer together as friends.
OA: Maybe the specific game we play is irrelevant.
OA: Maybe you should stop asking so many questions, and just let things happen.
GA: oh, you know me.
GA: i'll never stop asking questions.
OA: Well that might get you in trouble one day.
OA: Now if you'll excuse me, my friend wants me.
OA: So I'll see you later.
GA: you know, that phrase only makes sense when you would actually see me later.
GA: it doesn't work for internet friends.
OA: Actually Gwen, I have a feeling we're going to see each other very soon.
OA: You're going to visit the place where I live.
OA: I can't wait to finally see you wake up.
GA: wow, what a mysterious and deep thing to say.
GA: in addition to probably being kind of mean.
OA: How is it mean?
GA: it implies that i'm living my life in a state of sleepy mental stupor.
GA: but i know you're just looking out for your friends, and not being mean-spirited at all.
GA: i don't think you have a mean bone in your body.
OA: I think you're interpreting me a little too philosophically.
OA: I was talking about literally waking up.
OA: Well... maybe it was meant a little philosophically.
GA: anyway, i don't think my mother would let me go to whatever corner of the world you're tucked into.
GA: maybe you could come here, to civilization.
OA: We'll see.
-ostentatiousAuthor [OA] ceased pestering genteelAromatherapist [GA] at 15:08-
You sigh. Conversations with your friends tend be inane, occasionally bordering on surreal.
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>Play some Solitaire; nothing is more real than Solitaire
Ok, it's not like you have a deadline or anything. You decide to kill some time playing the world's loneliest game.
While you do that, you briefly contemplate the location of Sburb. It was supposed to get here six days ago at the earliest, and today at the latest. You checked the mail an hour ago, but sometimes packages can take a while to get to your house.
Oh, it looks like someone's pestering you.
- chromaticInfiltrator [CI] began pestering genteelAromatherapist [GA] at 15:07-
CI: gwen what the hell?
CI: have you been online all this time?
GA: yeah, why?
CI: i tried to talk to you last night but you werent online
CI: huge surprise
GA: sorry, i had a long day.
GA: i spent all day with a bunch of friends.
GA: i don't know why, but i kept feeling like i would miss them a lot once i left.
CI: yeah yeah thats great
CI: please tell me you have sburb
GA: oh my gods!!
GA: i told you, i'll let you know when i get it!!!!
GA: freudian slip?
CI: *suspicious eyebrow*
CI: i wouldnt be surprised to learn that you really do believe in like
CI: jupiter or something
GA: of course i do silly!
GA: it's a planet!
GA: hold on, someone else is pestering me.
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