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    Act 2 Intermission

    In the beginning, there was the...

    NO. FUCK THIS.

    Alright, let's go with someone more interesting than a dusty old e-book. Let's go with the perspectives of several people. They all certainly have cause to want to find out more about the mythology of their world.

    Since this is the intermission, I think tidbits of more modern history will suffice along with this.




    >Cirona: Reflect

    The dreams again... They got me kicked out of the cult, now they pop up again? What the hell does all this mean....

    So there's some dude running around with a really long hood, with a void symbol on his hoodie. I'm gonna guess heir of void? I really don't know.

    But then there were others with him. I mean, sure, he does look like a pimp with them; there's two girls with him. One had a light symbol, and the other had a life symbol.
    But it makes sense. Life in a place of light and darkness? They totally could've made our world.

    But then they change again. There should be nine others. But no, there's.... twelve? Who are those three? Where did they come from? Why is their blood so bright?


    And the killing. Holy shit. They're brutal. They're totally wrecking planets, and.. is that why we don't have any? Are the gods so powerful that even the planets are like toys to them?

    But what could kill them then? Or at least, why the hell aren't they here anymore? Why did they leave? And why did they have to kill each other to begin with? They're there to create a new universe, right? Then why are we here? How did we even get here?
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    Who is this guy? Is he my ancestor? Can't be. First off, where the hell did he go? The powers of a god, and he gets killed by a trickster? Nuh-uh, I don't buy it for a single moment.

    This guy... he can't know what he's doing. He's wandering around for a while around his house, doing some of the stupidest shit I've ever seen. He looked at a chest, then he held out his arms. What the hell?

    But he flies. Without wings. Why doesn't he have wings? Wings are sweet.
    But he flies anyway, probably yelling "FUCK PHYSICS!" all the way onto another planet. I think it was LoUaD. Only place with unicorns as far as I can figure.

    Then he meets some chick. Orangey hair, tall, confident, really curvy. Reminds me of those stuck-up school kids on LoPaP that keep saying war is bad. Damn hippies.
    But she's got some power. Lots of light, luck, and everything else.

    But then there's a third one. Another girl. She has a lot more... normal body. Not disgustingly thin, also tall, statuesque, that kinda stuff. Hair's black, but splotches of green and yellow on it.
    Must be from LoEaH. Has to be.

    But then they go and kill everyone else. Why? I see them ripping what I can only think is the Breath guy in two pieces. The Rage one is, well, somehow they burn him? Her? Whatever. But burned, but kinda reformed into a plant at the same time. It's really funky, but I don't recognize the planet. I think it must've been destroyed.

    And where the hell are Time and Space? I haven't seen either of them EVER. How are they gonna make the universe without space? And why didn't Time make sure this never happened? It's the time person's job to make sure the session doesn't fuck itself over, so why's this guy shirking?





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    Governmental Systems and All That Jazz






    >Chase/Robert: Freak out.

    "FOR FUCK'S SAKE. IT KEEPS HAPPENING. IT KEEPS GOING BACK TO THE SAME. FUCKING. QUESTION.
    WHERE DID WE COME FROM?

    Ok, ok. Where did I leave off.... It's generally believed when the Trickster rose, he and the gods fought for 216 days. Said to be an anti-magic of sorts, where their powers are useless.
    And thus the gods of heart, blood, and mind were struck down.

    But then what happened to the Trickster? Why did he die? Did the Horrorterrors get him? No, can't be. They only showed up about a century after all this.

    But then... FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK. Where did we come from?! There were no human gods! They were all trolls! The session was an entirely troll session! So then why the hell are we in here?!

    >Chase/Robert: Calm down, think.

    Ok, gotta calm down. Head hurts again.

    Does our project have anything to do with it? I mean, there's already plenty of anti-magic going around. Seers of light or doom can take the edge off void players, breath, blood, heart, life players can all counteract each other, and time and light players can play one hell of a match.

    But a pulse. How would that even work? It could be like sound. Either one can cause wicked sick beats. That unfortunately make my cousin dance like a... well, no, forget it. Maybe it's the missing one?
    No, can't be. Trickster blood's pink, not green. It's even higher than tyrian purple.

    I've seen whorish blondes turn into demonic killing machines, people who live beyond their own life by sheer mangrit, to grow wings and become living angels, and jaywalking breaded eggs. This can't be new to me. I'm the Delta Green leader, dammit. I'm the supernatural guardian of the things people were not meant to know. Like exactly how smelly a cultist meetinghouse has to be. Ugh, we're so lucky they've missed the mark by a million and ten miles."

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    Re: 216 Days (The Fundamental Question; Why Are We Here?)



    >Aiolos: Wonder where Velias is.
    You have this strange feeling that she should be here. But then a feeling of loss comes. As if two hours' worth of work suddenly cried out, then were silenced. Then much yells were had, then giving up ensued.

    >Aiolos: Berate for not saving, then continue with the narration or whatever it is. It's been a whole act since this narration was used, so who even knows what to do anyway?
    Right....

    Anyway...

    "Rubix was a sadist."

    "I keep telling you, I can teach you how to do it in less than a minute."

    "No. I want to learn it for myself. Back off. Back to your books, NERD."

    "Hey, I can't get out much. And reading gives some exp. There's a reason why I'm still only 106, you know."

    "Right."






    "FUCK THIS. FUCK YOU RUBIX.
    Anyway, enough reading. Tripis, what's your take on the trickster deal?"

    "We'll know if they leave and we blow it up good. If not, which is most likely, we look in the most unlikely likely places."

    "What?"

    "It's a mind game. They can hide on obvious planets because we don't expect it. But we are expecting that. So they hide in the usual place. And so on and so forth until you could've looked in both places with the time you spent thinking.
    So we look on LoSaC, LoBaS, LoLaG, and LoFaS.
    Also, the house on LoSaI. I know what you're thinking. Leave it alone. Either they've already destroyed the info or it's a trap."

    "You sure you're not a mind player?"

    "Nope. Still space. Anything else?"

    "The meeting. It's been moved, I hope?"

    "Yes, but you won't like it. April 2nd."

    "OH FUCK ME."

    "Ok. Velias! You out there? Where do you keep the buckets?"

    "In the closet, behind the shoeboxes and the horn polisher."

    "Someday we need to get you a traditionalist guy who doesn't tolerate such language."

    "Yeah yeah yeah, they can go... well, no, I'd prefer they do it with me, but that's another story.
    But yes, April 2nd, and Ampora will be there."

    "I hate that guy.... So much. He's such a douche."

    "Compared to?"

    "Oh screw you. He's easily the worst tactician I've ever seen. Who sends in mass riflemen without melee defenders? You can't just hope to kill everything before it reaches you."

    "Well it works for him. You can argue with his methods, but you can't argue with his results."

    "Yeah well it won't work forever. No tactic does.
    Anyway, our agenda prepped for the meeting? Xintal won't be too angry, right?"

    "No, she won't be. She knows us. Also, we'll bring the Limeblood Initiative up first, then bring up the issue of the trickster.
    We'll get Pyrope on it. No one will escape her. Provided it's in the system. Or we would've had the Marquise. And hopefully I'd get to kill her.
    Wait, shouldn't it be Marquess or something?"

    "Yeah, but consider her position. You think anyone's gonna tell that to her face?"

    "Right. Well, I'm gonna go pick up Cirona. It's getting late, and letting her out as it is was risky."

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    >Xintal: Meet your friend.

    "Keates! Over here!"

    "Xintal! Hey girl.
    Wait. Who's that? Is that Restil?"

    "Hey. What's up. Can someone explain to me why we're meeting in a park under the cover of midnight?
    I really don't think having the Empress, a heretic, and an experiment being found at this time together is a good idea."

    "Oh please. They'll never catch us. We got this shit locked down, man. We know what we're doing. We've been doing this forever."

    "She means a few months."

    "Same difference. Anyway, so where we going?"

    "Where'd you go last time then?"

    "Oh that's easy. The Vokil Cafe and....



    Let's not go there again for a while."

    "Uh, considering I was only born a few days ago, can someone fill me in?"

    "I went there with her, then next thing I know I'm chained to some basement getting the hell stabbed out of me on an hourly basis."

    "Oh. Oops. Uh, I'm really sorry about that.

    ... So Xintal, where to?"

    "Yeah, let's not bring that up again.
    Also, let's go... Hell, let's just go explore the inner city again. I wanna see what happened."

    "No. Forget it, there's not much to see. Just some firebombed houses."

    "Hmm....

    Wait, who's that?"

    "SHIT HIDE."



    "Dammit, I knew she'd be back to sneaking around with friends."

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    "Mr. Nitram, I'm a reporter for the Alternian Journal. Would you be willing to answer a few questions?"





    "Dude... What the hell."

    "Please note that the enigmatic figure known as tHE cALLER was said to have remarked 'What the hell' when asked to answer questions."

    "Leto. No really. What the hell. Stop this."

    "Please note that tHE cALLER AHHHGHGHGH

    "Can you shut up for just a minute?!"



    "OK, fine. Sheesh. Can't get in a single laugh.
    So, Zakhemet. How're your plans going?"

    "Wonderful. I've managed to convert the 7th Legion to our way of thinking."

    "So you are coming around after all...
    I keep telling you, one man with a briefcase can steal more than a hundred men with guns. Tony Soprano said that.
    Never underestimate the power of the written word."

    "Whatever. Anyway, our plans are coming together. The groups are organizing, targets are being laid out, and of course, our ace in the hole is still very much usable."

    "It's difficult, isn't it? Managing so many people, carrying such a burden, knowing you will soon be responsible for writing history?
    I just hope that if we succeed, we don't end up causing a sudden inability to write it from dying from being killed."

    "We gotta do this right. We can't just do it blind and hope we can pick ourselves up. No, we have to make sure we can organize ourselves effectively, or we may as well have sat on our asses for the next ten years."



    "Don't look at me. I'm just a journalist.
    You're the one organizing a revolution."


    End of Intermission
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    Recap (Self-explanatory. Goes through pretty much everything that's happened up to this point.)

    Author: Recap this mess of a prologue.

    Ok, so there's this boy, Bernard Bartlett (ionianImperator), on 3/19. He is approximately 14, a Scorpio, and lives in the Nespar district of Alternis, an unoriginal name for the capital city of Skaia, but no one's complaining.
    He is met by his 17-year old best bro, Jason Orville (prometheanProdigy). Jason then meets with Lena Travencal (tempestrousTotality), a 20-year old who works for the 7th Legion as a diplomat.


    They go FLARPing in light of the new patch that came out that day, Patch 1.6. However, when they sleep, they realize something disturbing; their dreamselves have been ripped apart by Horrorterrors. Everyone but Bernie.
    Bernie has different dreams. He dreams of a mysterious girl in a wintry village, packing some serious heat.


    Then Aiolos Virken (AetherboundTempest) shows up. He's leading a raid in the Avernian Stand, an instance known for its difficulty and sheer size. Velias Narfos (CausticTrickster), another diplomat as well as his matesprit, and Tripis Mavler (Telepathsterminus), his best bud, are raiding with him. They also mention a Cirona Keates (guillotinedTraceur), who disappeared on 3/18. They lead the raid, and presumably win, though exactly how it transpired is unknown, as only about a dozen were ready to be deployed on 3/28, as the rest were injured. (Essentially, I didn't forget to describe the fight. It'll come back.)

    Then shenanigans. Jason apparently has bugged Lena's house, and monitors it for lesbian activity. (Why would you bug a friend's house, indeed...)
    Bernard goes on various dungeons, gets the loot, finds it's very slow in gaining the levels, and powerlevels by using an intended bug in the system.


    Meanwhile, Jason decides to shake things up after a one-night stand by bombing the inner city. Everything goes insane. Aiolos deploys what competent 7th Legionnaires are battle-ready, the Imperial Drones are scrambled, the Legislacerator decides to come over, and the Remnant, six players that hail from Avernus, decide to deep strike into the city.


    Sadly, that day Bernard, Lena, and Velias were out looking for Cirona off of one of Tripis' leads. Bernard is lost in the ensuing riots, and Cirona is able to free herself. They encounter each other, and Cirona ultimately impales Bernard. He tried to tell her he was on her side, but she claims her kidnapper said the same thing. Bernard is then presumably cut open by Cirona, and survives only by the timely intervention of Emeline Jackson/Finnian (UnboundScion).


    Meanwhile, there are battles raging forth. The Imperial Drones are handling the rioters rather well, but a ship commandeered (more like stolen) by Michael Evans/Etrigan (mindstringlustre) and Cassandra Anderson (Freestrideecho) eludes them, especially when they manage to create powerful weapons such as Ahab's Crosshairs with an unexplained infinite supply of grist. (This'll be explained. It'll take a hella long time, but it'll come forth.)


    Elsewhere, Emily is looking for Bernard and Cirona, as she seeks to get DNA samples for them. She mentions that Bernard's DNA is a last chance, as a Scratch cannot occur in this session, which probably means their session is fated to succeed. However, she is dogged by Delta Green, a rather mystic human guild led by Chase/Robert Travencal/Mulder, Lena's cousin.


    Daniel Harris/Atreus (descendedDarkling), Stephen Taylor/Merrick (jadedzirconium), and Jennifer Brown (AmbrosianGuile) are on a mission to assassinate Aiolos Virken. However, they encounter Lena and Velias. They end up taking them hostage, and after Fleigh Svelko of the Incipicinerators encounters them, her too.


    Danny's doom visions tell them to use their Smith Corona to create a legal loophole by which the Legislacerator, Telmistho Iernos, will be bound. By invoking ancient laws of Avernus that the trolls never bothered to repeal, they manage to force them to stand down. However, then Stephen pumps Iernos full of lead, breaking Aiolos and his raiders from the legal loophole, as laws only affected them while a Legislacerator was present. They fight, only to realize that they were vastly outmatched. Even with the help of the rest of their team, they can take down some of the raiders, but Aiolos Virken, being lvl 110, refuses to even be scratched.


    Becoming desperate, Stephen attempts one last try, and gets his throat slit for his troubles. They then promptly abscond the fuck out. However, as a side effect of trickster blood contamination (it sounds far-fetched, and probably still will when it's explained in like, Act 6 or 9 or whatever), he heals, but transforms. Into what, the party is uncertain. He still looks the same.


    Danny then splits the party up. Realizing that they must level up significantly to have a shot at winning the session, they split to different planets; Danny and Mike go to the Land of Gels and Silicon, Daniel's own Doom planet. Cassie and Jenny go to the Land of Pillars and Pens, Cassandra's Time planet. Stephen and Emily go to the Land of Steel and Contagion, Emeline's Hope planet. They all vow to return on the next date of their assault on the mysterious civilization that's sprung up in their session, 4/17.


    The first Intermission covers the rest of Bernard's dreams of the girl. She meets Lumeros Dolpilo, the Page of Time, who is a hulking specimen of a troll. She does manage to eliminate the cultist presence in the village of Chernigov, only to be blindsided by Lumeros and a new troll, the Rogue of Life. They reform her body, then leave her in the snow.


    The second Intermission goes over various people. Cirona has visions, which confound her, as they not only conflict with the Cult of Fieri's recognized (motherfuckin') canon, but had her branded as a heretic, then meets up with the 46th Empress, Xintal Peixes, and an experiment green-lighted by the 7th Legion, Restil Garath, a Hero of Rain. They then presumably have shenanigans, or are hiding from Aiolos. Who knows?


    Chase/Robert is also looking over the trickster blood, wondering how it's possible that it can exist, as well as being confounded and spitting much angry speaking talking ness ery whatever the hell because he cannot understand why an all-troll session has humans in the actual session. Aiolos consults with Tripis over what to do with the Remnant, as well as falling to the devious machinations of the troll known as Mr. Rubix. It ends with a foreboding exchange between a reporter and tHE cALLER, who seems to be planning a revolution.


    And essentially, that's it. And it's about to get even more complicated, to be honest. There is a revolution, more revolutions, an anti-revolutionary revolution, and plenty of new characters to be added.

    SPOILER: AS OF THIS WRITING, 58% OF THE CHARACTERS ARE SLATED TO DIE AT THE HANDS OF JEROMY.

    Also, commands will finally be accepted once more when Act 3 rolls around and good ol' Bernie takes over the narration again. If anyone still reads this thing, which considering my recap, may be reduced to zero once this post is submitted. Oh well.

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    Re: 216 Days (Act 3: Taking Commands Again. If Anyone Bothers to, at Any Rate.)

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    Act Three: We're Doing This, Bro. We Got This Shit Locked Down.


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    Bernard Bartlett talked to himself at 7:24AM, 4/1
    BB: Mom... Dad... I miss you.
    BB: And you were right, mom. Lena's pretty much my adopted mother now.
    BB: I just wish I got the chance to know you. Now, when I try to think of you, all I can think of is Lena and Jason. I can't even remember my own parents.

    BB: But no. You'd never want me to mope around, wanting something that's been dead and gone for years.
    BB: I gotta move on. Hell, I probably did just by saying that, but who knows?
    BB: But doesn't matter. I'm gonna start with the tourney. Jason can definitely get me in with a soft crowd.
    BB: Imma train so hard, I'll just a-move and just get handed wins like nothin' else.

    BB: And obviously, I need to get my damn justice. That bitch needs to pay.
    BB: I don't care if she got thumbtacks shoved under her horns, or some macabre as hell shit.
    BB: The least she can do is apologize. Even if I gotta egregiously beat it out of her.



    BB: Wait no, that sounded wrong.
    BB: Nah forget it. Just fuck her. Give the backhand pimpslap of a century. I'll ask Jason when I get out of this place. Where am I anyway? Looks like the 7th Legion infirmary.
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    >Bernard: Look outside.



    Bernard Bartlett enthused about the garden to Lomak Sharpash at 7:28AM, 4/1
    BB: Damn, this is a sweet place.
    LS: And quiet too. I would know.
    BB: I don't think we've met before. What's your name?
    LS: The name's Lomak. You're Behnahd, right?
    BB: Yeah, that's my name. So what's up, Lomak?
    LS: My boss is tahking with your boss, and my boss needs you to come with me for something.
    BB: Wait, no, I don't have a boss.

    LS: Huh? Aren't you 7th Legion then?
    BB: No, I'm not in a guild. I barely started playin' a few weeks ago.
    BB: You're sure they asked for me specifically or what?
    LS: No, they said specifically a Behnahd Bahtlett will be in the hospital dealy thing over there.
    LS: Don't suppose there might be some other Bernahd in there?
    BB: I was the only one. Well, no, there's another room that someone's using, but no one's there.
    LS: Ah no, then you're the guy I'm lookin' for. That room's probably Cirona's then.

    >Bernard: Ignore the troll's bad pronunciation, go to Cirona's Room.

    BB: What.
    LS: Yeah. They said that room's Cirona's, and...
    LS: Hey, wait a minute! Where ya going?!
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    >Bernard: Be disappointed.



    Bernard Bartlett berated Lomak Sharpash at 7:31AM, 4/1
    BB: You can see me, right?
    BB: Tell me what is wrong with this picture.
    LS: Uh.... How the heck should I know?
    LS: Wait no! Uh...

    LS: No, no, uh... can you gimme a hint?
    BB: THIS IS JUST LIKE OUT THERE WITH THE BED AND THE TABLE AND THAT WEIRD LOGO THINGY.
    LS: Oh. I'm sorry. Uh... Well, I don't know. Restil just told me this was where she stayed.
    BB: Who's Restil?
    LS: One of my friends. He's older than I am, but he hasn't been here any longer than I have.
    BB: Right. Well, let's start looking.
    LS: For what? There's nothing here really.
    BB: The drawers and the other door right there. Help me take them out.

    >Bernard: Remove drawers from table, then systematically remove, analyse, and replace all items.

    LS: So what're we even doing? Do you even know much about what girls wear?
    BB: Jason talks a lot. Sadly, I listen.
    LS: Who's Jason?
    BB: Only the greatest man ever. He's my bro.
    LS: So Jason Bahtlett?
    BB: No, he's not my actual brother. Not that it makes any difference though.
    LS: Wait, so he's not your brother?
    BB: Yes, he's not my brother. He's just my bro.
    LS: That doesn't make any sense. He can't be your brother and not be your brother at the same time, not to mention you just told me he wasn't related to you.

    BB: I'm sorry, how long have you been here?
    LS: Maybe around a week or something.
    BB: And what planet did you come from?
    LS: Oh I ain't like that. I got made by some scientist folk down at the city.
    BB: Uh... Riiiiiiiight.

    >Bernard: Put back drawers in awkward silence.

    BB: Ok, I can't find nothing there. Let's check that door.
    LS: Wait. I can't hear anything.
    BB: Yeah, cause it's empty, prolly?
    LS: No, I mean I'm the hero of sound. I hear everything. But this is different. I don't hear anything.
    BB: Sound? What is this, some expansion pack I didn't get told about?
    LS: I think that's why I was supposed to come get you, actually.
    LS: Speaking of which, why am I helping you do this when if we get caught, they said Cirona'll probably kill us?
    BB: Pffft. As if. She already tried once. Why do you think I was here?
    LS: Wait, so she...
    BB: Right. Anyway, so....

    >Bernard: Stare awkwardly.

    BB: Uh...
    LS: Huh? Restil? What's happening?

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    >Bernard: Be confused, slightly disturbed, and slightly aroused.

    Bernard Bartlett pokerfaced with Lomak Sharpash at 7:42AM, 4/1
    BB: What is this, the 60s? Lomak, do you know what either of those are?
    LS: Not a clue, Bernahd. What'm I looking at?
    BB: Those are pie plates. Wait no, there's another word for them, I think. But I can't remember.
    BB: And next to that is the infamous bucket.
    LS: Infamous?
    BB: Buckets are tools trolls use to reproduce, and also to blow off steam.
    LS: We can make steam? I don't think I drink nearly enough water for that.

    BB: Aaaanyway.... Huh. Green sopor? No, Lena's said there's absolutely no green sopor allowed here.
    BB: Cirona, you are in sooo much trouble.
    LS: Sopor? That thing we sleep with?
    BB: Yep. Is yours blue?
    LS: Yes, but now I'm not so sure it's the right color.
    BB: No, it's right. Just the problem with the green kind is that if you eat it...
    BB: Miracles.
    LS: Miracles?
    BB: Motherfuckin' miracles.

    LS: Aaaanyway....
    LS: Yay! I used it right!
    LS: Anyway, so it's not allowed?
    BB: No. Especially not in a high-class establishment like this.
    BB: They use the blue, nonpsychedelic stuff.
    BB: Where's Cirona, though? I wanna see her face when she finds out we know.

    >Cirona: Show up.
    CK: Ok, so guys, Lomak's gonna be coming soon and...
    CK: Lomak! You're here and...
    CK: Oh. Bernie.

    CK: I can explain.

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    Re: 216 Days (Revenge is Sweet, Like Sopor Pies with Honey.)

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    >Bernard: Begin mockery.

    Cirona Keates awkwardly explained the situation to Bernard Bartlett at 7:44AM, 4/1
    CK: Ok, so...

    BB: Weeeell? I'm waaaaitiiiing...
    CK: Shut up! I can put you back there if I want to.
    BB: No you can't. Lena'll can your ass, and it won't be with that bucket over there.
    BB: So why's Restil over there spooning with the Empress? Lomak, by the way, your friend is a playa.
    BB: He should meet my brother-despite-not-being-a-brother Jason. They'd hit it off really well.

    CK: First off, they didn't get it on. The bucket's empty.
    BB: Because you washed it off.
    CK: No I didn't!
    BB: Prove it.

    CK: I'm actually thinking I'll take my chances with Lena.
    BB: But then Lomak would see how vigorously people actually bleed.
    BB: You don't wanna traumatize him, do you?
    LS: Um.... I don't know what to say!
    CK: Don't bring him into this!

    CK: Second....
    CK: Dammit, FINE. We had a few plates of sopor pie.
    BB: That's a lot of pies.
    CK: Yeah well, I was still hungry. I kinda dipped below the weight requirement.
    CK: And Restil actually was. Lomak, right? They've been having you eat a lot?
    LS: Yeah. They said we were underweight?
    CK: Yep.
    BB: So you... oh hell yes.

    CK: Fine. So what do you want?
    CK: I really hope it ain't gonna involve whatever humans use for buckets.
    BB: Uh, NO. One, we don't use buckets because we're biologically better adapted.
    BB: Two, someone'd have to be freakin' insane to get into a relationship with you. Even if it was just to hit that.
    BB: Anyway, first off. I want an apology and an explanation. I got cut up forty-something times AFTER I got knocked out. What the hell, woman.

    BB: Well?
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    >Cirona: Attempt to explain why you sliced him up.

    Cirona Keates explained her actions to Bernard Bartlett at 7:48AM, 4/1
    CK: I got the crap beaten out of me for about ten days. I just needed to give some of it back.
    BB: And I happened to be there. Real nice.
    CK: Well, I'm sorry, ok?! Lena and Velias already chewed me out for this so much. You know she tried to hit me?
    BB: Lena? Good! She should've!
    CK: You're enjoying this, aren't you?
    BB: You bet the hell I am.

    BB: So. What stopped you?
    CK: Oh yeah. Some bitch came up and tased me.
    BB: Thank you karma.
    CK: And then she took some hair from the both of us. And patched up the cuts I gave you.

    BB: THANK YOU KARMA!
    CK: Well, the same girl, turns out, killed our Legislacerator.
    BB: Ok, I'm gonna take a guess and say he's important?
    CK: You're such an idiot.
    CK: Iernos was the only reason why we aren't up to our eyes in pirates right now.
    CK: As long as he was around, Serket wasn't able to come into the system without getting arrested.
    CK: But now that he's dead, she's gonna be back, and it's gonna get messy.
    CK: We've already recalled a third of our fleets back to hunt her down.
    BB: Uh huh.
    CK: Am I boring you, your majesty?
    BB: Apparently. Did you talk her to sleep too?

    CK: You know, none of this gives you the right to be such an ass.
    BB: That does keep popping back into my mind, but it keeps getting overwritten by the throbs of my shoulders, riiiight around where you saw fit to impale me.
    CK: You fought back.
    BB: And the alternative was?

    CK: I need some air. Don't follow me.

    >Cirona: Leave

    >Lomak: Be worried.

    Lomak Sharpash talked to Bernard Bartlett at 7:50AM, 4/1
    LS: I really don't think that was nice.
    BB: Yeah well, she....
    BB: Dammit. Alright, wake them up or something, I'll go apologize. Of course Lena had to give me a conscience.
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    >Bernard: Apologize like a real man.

    Bernard Bartlett apologized to Cirona Keates at 7:52AM, 4/1
    CK: Great. What do you want now?
    BB: Yeah, I kinda... came to apologize or whatever.
    CK: Say what.
    BB: Yeah, I'm sorry about being an ass and whatever the hell else I did, and I'll try to forget about the whole sopor thing too.
    CK: Oh. Uh, alright. Thanks, I... guess.

    BB: So. What's the deal with the passed out royal in the room? She a friend of yours?
    CK: Yeah. Her name's Xintal, by the way. And she's pretty nice. A bit crazy, though.
    BB: You would know, obviously.
    BB: Nah, I'm kidding. Kinda. Anyway, where the hell did the other guy and Lomak come from?
    CK: Some inter-guild political power thing or whatever. Lomak's been looking for you?
    BB: Yeah. What's with that?
    CK: Lena and Velias decided you'd be a good companion to show them around the city and whatever.
    BB: So I'm a tour guide? And what would I show them?
    CK: Well, until the whole incident in the city, over that area. Now, they want you to think of stuff.
    BB: That's greaaaat.
    BB: Alright, I could think of some stuff.

    CK: Oh yeah. In other news, your so-called 'bro' got himself banned from being within 100 meters of this compound.
    BB: He got caught in Velias' room?
    CK: Yep. I swear, he sounds familiar.
    BB: Well, he's a voice actor. If you've ever seen any Colonel Sassacre or Jailbreak, he voices a few people on those shows.
    BB: Or the Avernian Stand raid. He voices Merrick, Joel, Luis, Jesse, and about half the Avernian and Lisphere soldiers.
    CK: Oh right. You made that thing. Where'd you get the idea from?
    BB: It came to me in a dream.
    CK: No really.
    BB: Yeah really.
    CK: Ok....

    CK: Wait, but Merrick? He sounded nothing like that.
    BB: He voices Aristotle, Jake English, and Brinner on Sassacre. He's good with voices.

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    >Cirona: Serve as a guide around the park



    Cirona Keates described the park to Lomak Sharpash, Restil Garath, and Bernard Bartlett at 12:04PM, 4/1
    CK: Ok, so this is the 7th archangel of Derse. Hell if I can remember his name. I think it was Israfel or something, but no one's sure, and we don't even know his real name.
    CK: That's Sahaquiel over there, Sachiel over there, and over there's where my statue'll go when I die.
    RG: Yours? You're an archangel?
    CK: The 12th. I'm the current bearer of the wings right now.
    BB: I would know.
    CK: Uh, right. Anyway, so I'd be there; Leliel, meaning the 12th in some deadbeat language or whatever.

    CK: Over there's the creator of the wings. We don't know jack shit about him, 'cept that he left some really sweet loots after he died. He created the wings, along with a bunch of other really overpowered stuff.
    CK: They get separated a lot. These wings, for example. They're only for void players.
    CK: The Skaian scepter's for hope players, but it got lost a few years ago. You can imagine the massive raging that went on. The rest are either with the military, or taken by a Horrorterror until someone reclaims it. Then they keep it. Which is how I got mine.
    LS: What about us? Are we the first of our kind?
    CK: Prooobably. Speaking of which, did you guys pick up your specibis yet?
    LS: Yeah. They gave me some sorta flute that turns into a sword.
    LS: Ah been looking for someone to teach me how to play it.
    RG: I got 2xwandkind. I'm not sure what the point of having two is. I can't even use both at once.
    BB: It looks hella badass, though.
    RG: Eh, I guess so.

    >Bernard: Be distracted
    BB: Uh.....
    LS: Where is it? Whatcha looking at?
    RG: Ah. There's Julia! And there's Ms. Leijon! And I... I think that's High Chaplain Makara, actually. Wonder what he's doing here.
    CK: Oh. He's here for me. This is gonna suck.

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    >Amistad: Be yourself.



    Amistad Makara greeted Cirona Keates at 12:13PM, 4/1
    AM: Cirona Keates. I see fate's 'cided we should meet again.
    AM: So how ya motherfuckin' been?
    CK: Makara.
    AM: Oh come off it girl.
    AM: Fine. Sinthea, you wanna kick it off, girl?
    SL: Alright, my cubs, I don't think I need to tell you exactly how sensitive your situation is.
    SL: When we announce exactly what's happened, the jungle's gonna get riled up like catnip at one of my family reunions.
    AM: I hope y'all motherfuckahs realize the gravity of this here situation.

    >Bernard: Develop sudden irritation at being left out of the loop

    BB: I'm sorry, what's going on?
    AM: The END TIMES are upon us!
    SL: Amy! No! Bad! You don't get to preach apocalypses... apocalypsi? I don't even know.
    AM: Well, I daresay it is, girl. The motherfuckin' end times are on us, and 'less we do somethin', it's gonn' actually happen this time.
    LS: Actually happen? I'm confused.

    AM: Aight, lemme explain a few muthafuckin' things. There are PROPHECIES that are written that warn of some bad dooms and all that.
    AM: It's our job as the chosen of the sicknasteh syntax-beatmastah Fieri to stop this wicked shit.
    AM: You wanna know what I've seen, brutha? I've seen some twisted things, brah.
    AM: I've seen damned genocidal bitches hiding behind idealism and equality and all that jazz.
    AM: I've seen dark so-called mirthless messiahs letting the world get carved up by tuning fouks just so even worse eldritch things can fuck shit up.
    AM: Make no fuckin' mistake, my bruthas and sistahs. We gonn' be horn-deep in this soon.
    AM: So I suggest y'all get ready.

    AM: Oh, this is Julia. Girl, I'm sorry I just crashed the mood like that, but it had to be said. Later!


    >Bernard: Holy shit.

    BB: So...


    BB: Ok, so Julia was it? How are you?
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    >Bernard: Use Jason's lessons



    Bernard Bartlett made chit-chat with Juliana Melinche at 12:32PM, 4/1
    BB: So, I don't think I actually caught your name.
    JM: It's Julia. You're Bernie?
    BB: You got it.
    LS: So waht was Mr. Makara talkin' about?
    CK: Ignore him. He's infuriating, and he's right. But he'll probably just tell us what to do, and we'll get it done, and it'll all blow over.
    CK: Also, cause we won't be involved. I'm untouchable by the cult, Bernie's unknown, and none of you are nearly strong enough.
    BB: Is he really even that important?
    CK: Well. I WAS counting, but I've lost track of the number of times I've had to call you an idiot.
    CK: The last time we didn't listen to the cult, a little feud called the LoSaC Intercession happened. Dumbass.

    BB: So Julia, how's the world?
    JM: It's amazing. I can see the world in a new way without my eyes or ears. Everything just gently pulses.
    JM: Lomak, right? You can hear everything? Even the colors give kinda like some kinda low humming?
    LS: Yeah. Ah don't think ah have the words for it, but it's just.... Well, you know.
    BB: Pretty sweet.

    BB: Uh, how do you manage to not burn in that thing anyway?
    JM: Yeah. I don't even know why. I'm the only one here that's cold from the looks of it.
    RG: It's likely just a side-effect of being a human with lime blood. Or someone was thinking of ice cream when they were working. Who knows?
    BB: So green eyes?
    JM: I can kinda see in the dark. Which would be great if I actually needed it.
    BB: They suit you well.

    >Julia: Catch onto his game.

    JM: Oh I see what you're doing.
    BB: What?
    JM: I can also read you. I barely caught it, but I know flirting when I see it.
    CK: Really.
    RG: I knew.
    LS: You did?
    CK: Well, why didn't you say anything?!
    RG: I was curious and wanted to see where it went.
    BB: So... You were watching me getting my game on.
    BB: Could be worse. I could be Cirona and watch you and the royal getting it on.

    RG: What.
    LS: Getting on waht?
    CK: The fuck.
    BB: You said you knew for a fact that they didn't actually use the bucket.
    BB: How else would you know it if you weren't watching 'em?
    JM: Whether or not you know it for a fact that they did or didn't do it, you actually did watch them for a while.
    RG: Did you want to join in?
    LS: Will someone please explain waht's going on?
    BB: Aww, someone's desperaaaate.
    CK: Yeah well, I can get it anytime I want!
    LS: CAN SOMEONE PLEASE EXPLAIN WHAT WE'RE TALKING ABOUT.
    BB: Keates, imma thinkin' you should show Lomak firsthand what it is.


    RG: While I would be perfectly fine observing troll mating rituals, our tacos are here.
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    Belkos Huestren, the 31th Emperor
    Traelan Huestren, the 32th Emperor

    The 31th and 32th emperors were brothers who were killed in battle. The courts then decided that monarchs would be officially forbidden to enter active combat, until such that they physically did not have the trollpower to enforce it. It fell short of a fuchsian crisis, but still remains a dark reminder for any over-adventurous monarchs.

    Belkos/Traelan Huestren (Scorpio's Psychosis Modifier)


    Achievements
    [Where's That Watery Tart...] (Interrupt Royal Edict before it reaches 15 seconds)
    [Ironclad Contract] (Have 4 stacks of Fire on Sight simultaneously)
    [Full of Sound and Fury] (Have six champion or ascendant units alive at the end of combat.)
    [Serket's Pride: Royals? Yeah Right, No, I H8te Royals! Haaaaaaaate Them!] (Finish the fight in 4 minutes, with all adds alive.)




    >Cirona: One-up everyone else.

    Cirona Keates lectured Bernard Bartlett at 3:31PM, 4/1
    CK: Alright, listen up!
    CK: This is the hardmode version of the Training Simulator.
    CK: Prepare to wipe. A lot.
    CK: No, you won't die. This is the one instance where you won't die if you, well, die. No loot either, but we're here to train. I'm pretty sure our guilds can give us whatever we need. Except Bernie, since no one likes him.
    BB: Oh, nice one.
    LS: So what do we do?
    CK: It's going to give us really hard boss fights, and we need to beat it.
    JM: Uh, 15 meters. That can't be right.
    CK: You have to run fast, and run close to switch. Then try to dodge or block their hits while you bring them back.
    BB: So exactly how long is this fight again?
    CK: At our current levels and gear? About 15 minutes?

    >Cirona: Explain fight.



    20 minutes and lots of whining later....
    CK: Ok, let's begin.
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    Bernard Bartlett croaked to Cirona Keates at 4:46 PM, 4/1
    BB: AGAIN!
    JM: YOu can barely stand! And Cirona's... already about to die.
    CK: Yeah right. I ain't that weak.
    CK: Anyway, I'm resting for a moment.
    LS: Wait! Come on... Ah can't keep... I can't keep going lahk this....
    BB: Get over it. AGAIN!


    Cirona Keates droned hopelessly to Restil Garath at 6:12PM, 4/1
    CK: Come on guys. We... we got this.
    RG: I can't.... Oh screw it. I give... I give up.
    RG: Bernard's off dying over with... hands waving in the air. Raving like a madman. If I weren't about to... about to have a heart attack, I'd find it very humorous.
    RG: Julia's using Lomak as a seat.... and he's too tired to complain. Or his lungs have collapsed. Either one.



    RG: 'scuse me, I'm going to go have a heart attack in the corner over there.


    Restil Garath informed Bernard Bartlett at 7:31PM, 4/1
    RG: It's on Belkos! Switching!
    JM: Lomak, ready to surge again. NOW!
    LS: Got it!
    CK: Hey, get over here! Edict up in 5!
    JM: Crap! Lomak, get them, I gotta go!

    BB: FUCK YEAH. OW.
    JM: Ow.
    CK: Yeah. I'm getting rusty.
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    >Bernard: Continue emulating your bro.



    Bernard Bartlett coyly encountered Juliana Melinche at 7:51PM, 4/1
    BB: So. You doing anything tonight?
    JM: I'd think you'd be too tired for that, seeing how you gave up after the 6th try.
    BB: And I came back.
    JM: And gave up again at the 10th. And 14th. And 18th. And 23rd.
    BB: I didn't hear a no.
    JM: Nah. I gotta get home. It's getting dark here.
    BB: Well, you certainly wouldn't want to walk home alone.
    JM: True. Why don't you have cars on Skaia?
    BB: Why bother? The farthest you'd ever have to walk is about three hours to walk from one side of the city to the other.
    JM: Well, alright. Come then, Mr. Bartlett, escort me home.


    >Jason: Suddenly feel a sense of pride.
    Somewhere... your bro did something that made you proud. Attaboy.
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    "I'm sorry, Nitram, do wwe need to have a lesson on boundaries again?
    This is a seadwweller's place. You are not a seadwweller. You are a lowwly landdwweller. Go back to your felloww imbeciles."

    "I was invited here, douchebag."

    "And wwho wwould....

    Oh. Him."

    "Good to see you, Ampora."

    "Vvirken. Wwhy do you insist on bringing the common rabble into royal quarters?"

    "Because if I have to stand next to you and your pedantic little asshole-ish ramblings and that.. RIDICULOUS accent you have for another session, I'm going to start the Vast Glub just to make you cry."

    "I'vve been taking lessons for getting rid of it. It's obvviously not wworking, and I daresay it's evven expanded."

    "I just love how you're all dressed up like some clueless fuckass.
    Take a hint from Virken. He's chill, and all he's got is a longcoat and...

    Your matesprit picked out your clothes, am I right?"

    "She likes form-fitting one-pieces for some reason. Though she stares at me a lot, so I assume it has something to do with how I look."

    "What's with the longcoats anyway? All you royals wear them."


    "Enough! The session is starting. Rothzel is about to speak."

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    >Perspective: Switch back to Bernard

    "The session will come to order!

    We have quite a few topics to discuss today.

    First order of business; will Commander Terrilan and High Chaplain Makara take the stand?"


    "Yes. Well, as many of y'all may have noticed, we had a riot and a half-assed assassination attempt a few days ago. 'cause of this, me and Terrilan have worked out a plan to avert an impending prophecy. Yes, there is another now. Delly, you wanna go?"

    "Thank you, Mr. Makara. As my colleague so... aptly described, we foresee something very disastrous heading our way. As may be obvious to anyone with half a brain that lived during the Serketian Surge, you may be worried that it may come back again. I will not sugarcoat it. She is coming back, and she will not be happy.
    Lord Ampora and his group has returned from their tour in the Furthest Ring. They will be here to stay until the crisis has been dealt with.


    "Sir, the representative from LoEaH would like to speak!"

    "Yes? Do you have something on your mind?"

    "You said MISTER Ampora is coming back? Last time he was deployed on LoEaH, the collateral damage on the planet was severe enough that it is STILL being repaired. Are you trying to lead into saying that he will be deployed on us again?"

    "Sir, despite his rather... unconventional methods, he effectively stopped 87% of all incursions during that period."

    "And also destroyed 87% of what he was defending!
    My fellow representatives, hear me! Do you want a troll like HIM so-called defending your planet?
    Do you not remember how there were hundreds dead every week because of some trigger-happy musclebound sociopath that couldn't learn to aim?!

    Absolutely not, Commander Terrilan. We took a vote beforehand. We are in unanimous agreement that we must decline Mr. Ampora's aid."


    "'scuse me, Terry. I'll handle this.

    I'm sorry, I didn't hear you. What did you say?"

    "I can't... can't breathe...



    "I CAN'T HEAR YOU MOTHERFUCKAH. I CAN'T HEAH YA OVAH THE SOUND OF LOEAH GETTING PRICKED INTO A BLOODY MESS!

    I WANT YA TO LISTEN HARD AND CLEAH, MUTHAFUCKAH. IT'S EITHAH HIM OH ME. YOU THINK THAT CONDESCENDING PRICK IS BAD ENOUGH? HOW ABOUT HAVING ME THERE?

    No, fuck that shit. Ampora, you're going to LoHaM. I'm going to LoEaH maself!

    And anotha thang"

    "FOR THE DREAMERS


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    >Bernard: WTF? What just...?

    >Bernard: Check Menu/Peruse Pesterlogs

    No. Why is...


    ionianImperator began pestering prometheanProdigy at 9:21AM, 4/2
    iI: JASON. WERE YOU WATCHING THE COUNCIL MEETING.
    pP: No, but something go down?
    iI: I think it was another terrorist attack.
    iI: You need to get down there NOW.
    pP: What? No man, if there was another attack, let the people who know what they're doing strut their stuff first.
    iI: BUT JASON. WE CAN'T.
    iI: LENA WAS AT THE MEETING.

    pP: I'M GOING THERE NOW.
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    >Bernard: Don't cry.
    You succeed. Barely.



    Bernard Bartlett panicked to Lena Travencal and Jason Orville at 10:13AM, 4/2
    BB: LENA! Holy shit, holy shit....
    JO: Those bastards. They're going to pay for this. Every last one of them. I swear on my family's grave that
    LT: Guys. You don't have to make such a big fuss out of it.
    LT: It's an... occupational hazard.
    JO: SO? It's you, not someone we don't know!
    LT: Bernie. Weren't you in this same place a few days ago?
    BB: Yeah, but... better I be there than you...
    JO: Uh NO. Better me than either of you.

    LT: So who got hurt?
    JO: Apparently the cleric guy got offed. And the general. And a few other people.
    JO: Your sis Velias is hurt, but some other guy took the brunt of it.
    JO: And the Empress is unhurt; apparently someone named Svelko or whatevs took it pretty bad. Not dead, but she ain't gonna be walking for a while.
    BB: What was it?
    JO: What else? Shaving cream and acerel shrapnel. Half the guys from LoEaH are dead, along with some others.



    12:31PM, 4/2
    BB: So I met this girl.
    JO: Nice! What's her name, and does she have any older sisters?
    LT: Jason! NO.
    LT: So what's she like?
    BB: Lena, you might actually know her. She's the one with the green blood?
    LT: Julia? Awwww.... Julia's such a nice girl. Always collected, calm. Suits you well.
    JO: Well, I don't know her. So what's she like, Bernie? We want details.
    BB: She's a bit taller than I am, blond hair, really, really, really thin. Like, ribs poking through her skin thin.
    JO: Ew. Uh... Oh, no offense. Just...
    LT: Yeah, I know what you mean. I was part of the team that made her, after all.
    JO: She'll put on weight, right? I mean, you'll never hear me say that, but when they're that thin, they're either doping up or starving themselves. When I see some girl's ribs poking out, I get this... inexplicable urge to shove a rack of roasted ribs down her throat, among... other things.
    LT: Chivalrous as ever.



    4:13PM, 4/2
    BB: Faster healing. Nice.
    LT: And this is why I'm not afraid to go out there.
    BB: You're really brave.
    LT: It's easy when you have regeneration.
    BB: Well, but still. Jason's brave too. Any ex could go chasing after him with a knife, but he still cruises through life like it ain't nothing.
    LT: Yes well, Jason's been busy recently, so no chance of that. And he's done plenty of things with his life. He's an accomplished voice actor, plenty of shows and movies, and now this tournament.
    LT: Bernie. Can I tell you something?
    LT: If I ever get nervous, I think of all the things that I've done. Suddenly, what I'm about to do just doesn't scare me anymore.
    BB: I wish I had stuff to look back on.
    LT: Honestly? I don't think you need to. You're stronger than you know.



    6:12PM, 4/2
    BB: So just like that? We can go now?
    LT: Well, I got stuff to do.
    LT: Besides, you didn't need to be with me the whole day. You could've gone off with Jason to see him building the coliseum.
    BB: Yeah, but there's no other place I'd rather be.

    >Reader: Check Menu/Peruse Pesterlogs

    LydianManticore pestered ionianImperator at 9:26AM, 4/2
    LM: uH bERNIE? aRE yOU oK?

    Ivoriedsentinel pestered ionianImperator at 10:34AM, 4/2
    Is: Hey, I thought about it, and I'm training right now, but I think I could use a guide to show me around the city. Know anyone that can?

    Ivoriedsentinel pestered ionianImperator at 11:28AM, 4/2
    Is: I heard what happened. I'm sorry.
    Is: If you need cheering up when you have free time, I'm usually free, assuming I don't get my ass ridden again by that bitch Keates.


    guillotinedTraceur pestered ionianImperator at 3:14PM, 4/2
    gT: HeY, fUcKaSs. GeT oVeR hErE. wE'rE sTaRtInG tHe SeCoNd BoSs.

    guillotinedTraceur pestered ionianImperator at 6:41PM, 4/2
    gT: TaLk To Me WhEn YoU gEt ThE cHaNcE.
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    >Bernard: See what the whiny one wants.

    ionianImperator pestered guillotinedTraceur at 8:41PM, 4/2
    iI: What is it?
    gT: WhErE tHe FuCk WeRe YoU.
    i CaLlEd YoU lIkE 5 hOuRs AgO.

    iI: Well, I had to check on my guardian.
    gT: I tOlD yOu HoW LoNg AgO tO gEt OvEr HeRe?
    gT: BuT nO, yOu HaD tO cUtTlE aLl DaY wItH yOuR gUaRdIaN.

    iI: Fish puns. Lol.
    Anyway, I had to keep her company. She's pretty much my mother.

    gT: ShE's NoT sOmE wEaKlInG, yOu KnOw. ShE's SuRvIvEd ThIs FaR.
    sToP aSsUmInG yOu'Re sOmE oP aSsHoLe ThAt cAn MaKe EvErYtHiNg BeTtEr JuSt By ShOwInG uP.

    iI: Right.... Anyway, if I'm so useless, then why did you need me to come today anyway?
    gT: StOp MaKiNg Me SpElL eVeRyThInG oUt.
    gT: YoU wErEn'T bOrN lAsT wEeK. tHeY wErE. yOu'Re ThE oNlY oNe ThAt iSn'T cOmPlEtElY uSeLeSs.
    gT: ThEy DoN't KnOw JaCk ShIt AbOuT fIgHtInG aN iNtElLiGeNt EnEmy.

    iI: Oh, so I am still needed. Whatever you say, your majesty.
    iI: Tomorrow then?

    gT: No. I nEeD tO gO tO lOsAc. GoT a LeAd On ThE tRiCkStEr.
    gT: I'lL bE bAcK oN tHe 5Th.

    iI: Alright then, that means I can show Julia around then.
    iI: And good hunting.

    gT: JuSt DoN't KeEp CoDdLiNg LeNa. It'S dIsGuStInG.
    iI: Hey, you're telling me you never loved your guardian?
    iI: Come to think of it, where is your guardian? I doubt they'd be happy with the way you're yelling at us.
    iI: Hello?


    gT: Go FuCk YoUrSeLf.

    guillotinedTraceur ceased pestering ionianImperator at 8:45PM, 4/2

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    >Bernard: Recognize a familiar voice
    It has an even more authoritative tone to it, but you still remember it.


    "Alright, let us take another look at this, shall we."

    "Is this your way of gloating?"

    "Partially, but also to teach you a lesson, which will deepen the feeling I get when I best you the next time."

    "Alright, so what am I looking at."

    Do you see this area? The one with several of my reapers scattered around?"

    "Yeah, you know how close I was to getting rid of them?"

    "Yes, but that is where you made your blunder. I obviously knew you would do that, so I made sure your snipers were intercepted."

    "Okay, this is boring. So what would you have done, o grandmaster?"

    "Full-scale bombardment on that area."

    "So you wanted me to kill off what, half my forces to get rid of those reapers?"

    "If you had shelled that area, the lack of obstruction would have allowed your snipers to pick off nearby ones, and divide my battle lines.
    You need to understand your opponent's tactics.
    My reapers are the core of my army. All those warriors are fodder for them.
    If you shelled a hundred warriors, which you did, it wouldn't mean anything to me.
    But if I lost a dozen reapers, it would have crippled me.
    Also, look at the terrain. You would have pinned my left side to the ridge, and crushed them. My right side would soon follow.
    You need to be willing to make sacrifices like that to seize the victory. Not to mention the whole thing with knowing the terrain, knowing the power structure and composition of your opponent, and such things of that nature."

    "Miss Maryam! Andy's being mean to me again!"

    "Teacher! I assure you, I am merely instructing him on how to not get his ass completely owned again!"


    >Bernard: Go meet your old friend

    Bernard Bartlett yelled to Andrew Atreides at 9:14AM, 4/3
    BB: ANDY! HOLD UP! COMING!
    AA: Is that... Bernard? Is that you?
    JB: Crap... is that...
    CA: Yeah... It's him.


    BB: OW.


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