GAUGED Suggestion Box : Chapter 1: The Crash

[Lykunjitwyre]

Updated. I was literally five minutes from finalizing that this guy died, before I refreshed the suggestion box one last time. (Damn youuuu)

>Maybe your new friend over there has seen the feline phantom. Go say "Hi!"

<Ram>: Hi!



<Man>: Ish eeanom, em booey.
<Ram>: ...What?
<Man>: Em meeuha, des traslaha.
<Ram>: Oh, he's a survivor... did he get thrown out here or something?



The man gives up trying to talk, and goes into a coughing fit. He's been out here a while. He probably won't live through the day out here.

[Squiggles]

Anything we can do to save this guy? We gotta try something.

[Lykunjitwyre]

Updated. Only a little while till I get to start drawing titties again. Sweet, sweet titties.

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>Anything we can do to save this guy? We gotta try something.

<Ram>: I, uh... Not too sure what to do...



<Ram>: So, listen... lowbrow guy. I'll... just go... over here.

And... get help? I'll get help.

<Ram>: From, uh, from -

Oh! Kitty!

[Squiggles]

Hey I got it, give him your breath mask whilst you go get that help you said you was going to go fetch him. Chase the cat later. Survivors are more important right now.

[Lykunjitwyre]

Updated, now with generic crossroad options!

>Hey I got it, give him your breath mask whilst you go get that help you said you was going to go fetch him. Chase the cat later. Survivors are more important right now.

<Ram>: Whaa! Oh, the thing! On my face! But I can't stay out here without it! I can't just leave a guy to die, though...





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<Survivor>: Ish... ish ke...?



<Survivor>: AaaaAAAAHHHHH!

<Ram>: These people are weird. They can't even say thanks right. He sounded angry. I thought screaming was the universal language.



<Ram>: Oh well. I can't talk in his crazy talk, and I can't hang around out there with him without my mask. I don't think he'd have lived long even if I could drag him in here.

This place is kinda weird, too. The outside looked like shredded paper. The inside looks okay. Like the outside peeled off. Maybe it's supposed to do that...
It's dangerous in here too! Two ways... There's some other guy down the hall, past that fire. Can't see him. He doesn't sound like he needs help, though. Just angry, like weird guy. Other way... goes upstairs to the... uh... the... strawberry... jam... cargo room?

[theRx]

Anything around you that can put out the fire? Are you fire-proof? If not, then I'd suggest going upstairs.

[Lykunjitwyre]

Gauged updated, with entirely too much drawing! Seriously. This took forever, with the animation and all. I'll go lie down now...

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>Anything around you that can put out the fire? Are you fire-proof? If not, then I'd suggest going upstairs.

<Ram>: I might've been able to jump through that fire, but I think I'll avoid angry guy.





<Ram>: Ohhh.

This is... better?
Oh! Uppy-thing! Ele... elebater!

<Ram>: Ew. Ew. Ew. Ew.



<Ram>: Ewww uhhhh uhh eww... Isn't that supposed to be outside? Never gettin' used to that.



<Ram>: Only three...? Am I the middle one?



<Ram>: No? Hm.



<Ram>: On to swag! Hurr hurr! Claim rights! Hee!



Something impacts the elevator. Several times. The elevator slows, somewhat.

<Ram>: Wha -



<Ram>: Uh... kitty?



The sound does not repeat. Only the soft repeat of the elevator as it passes various floors.

<Ram>: ...Kitty?



...



<Ram>: ...Nothing...



<Ram>: ...This is weird...

[Squiggles]

>Hoo shit kid, there's a thing behind you! Turnturnturn!

[Lykunjitwyre]

>Hoo shit kid, there's a thing behind you! Turnturnturn!

...
Damn it... this is nothing like the schematics...

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One panel update while I rest from the last one. Choose how to approach wisely... hint hint. Sequence to follow.

Spent today integrating the whole quest into the forum thread so you don't have to leave. For anyone that only wants to read, the archive site is still there.

[Lykunjitwyre]

Ohh, no input. Bad result~

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<Ram>: Kitty! ♪



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Are you a survivor?

[Armok]

> catgirls: be biologically and technologically superior to anyone on this dirtball.

[Whimbrel]

Ram: Not from this crash, if that's what you're asking.

[M_Sheep]

>Yes, surviving is something you've done for some time. You're practically an expert.

[Lykunjitwyre]

Updated. This marks my 100th image drawn: a look of annoyance and disgust. We're really hitting on all cylinders now, folks.

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>Not from this crash, if that's what you're asking.

<Ram>: G-gun! Is that a gun!?



<Ram>: Where'd you get a gun!?
A local. Get over here. I'm not going to hurt you, kid.
<Ram>: And you can talk!



When it suits me. Why -

>catgirls: be biologically and technologically superior to anyone on this dirtball.

<Ram>: ...
You think I'm a cat, don't you.

I'm not a cat. I'm human, just like you. My race just looks like this.

<Ram>: Kitty... ♪
Okay. Look. How'd you like it if I called you Goat? How would that feel?
<Ram>: Everyone here calls me Ram. ♪
God damn it.



What're you doing on board this -

Hey. Hey. Stop making that face. Stop - stop staring at my tail. Kid. Ram!
Just - Ugh. Son of a bitch.
Why are you here?

[starburst98]

trying to die

[Lykunjitwyre]

Updated once more, my little whomp rats.

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>trying to die

<Ram>: ♪...



Ready to not be stupid yet?
<Ram>: Wha... how -
Forget about it. Now answer me. Why're you here?
<Ram>: To... to get salvage rights. The rules, you know? If you get to something first, you keep it. I had to get here first. Or, I might not have anything to sell back, when the collectors -
So you're alone. Good. But...



Your feet... Kid. Ram... Did you really walk here?



<Ram>: Had to. Kept to the road, mostly. Ship didn't mess up the... Had to, or... I might not have enough this year, for -

I think... think I pushed myself a little... much, though.
Sorry... Miss Kitty.

...sigh...
My name is Jael.
<Jael>: You need to learn to gauge yourself, kid. ...You're only human. Maybe you should just lay there a while. I need to get going.

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Follow her, ask her something, sit there and rest, confess your undying love, whistle dixie - the choice is yours.

[Squiggles]

Man ask the gal where she's going. Tell her you know your way around the planet. Offer to be her guide.

[Armok]

> "did... did you just flick me across the room with one finger?!"

[Whimbrel]

Say "OK" and then follow her when she goes to leave the room.

[suomynonAyletamitlU]

Whistle your undying love and confess dixie

[Lykunjitwyre]

Pew Pew Pew Lazerz!

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>"did... did you just flick me across the room with one finger?!"

<Ram>: Hey! How did you -
<Jael>: Don't. ...Just... stay away from me, okay? You're safer just hanging out here.

>Man ask the gal where she's going.
>Tell her you know your way around the planet world.
>Offer to be her guide.

<Ram>: Where're you going?
<Jael>: Not real sure. Have you seen anything that looks like a control station?
<Ram>: A guy outside. And some hallways that looked like vents. An up-down thing...
<Jael>: Elevator. Yeah. Same. ...Damn. This really was hopeless.
<Ram>: So, uh... are you a survivor?



<Jael>: ...Yeah. Lived here long enough, though.
<Jael>: Anyway. Looks like neither of us is going to find what we're looking for. Can't say I've seen anything of value here, unless you want to try to claim the whole ship.



<Ram>: I might.
<Jael>: Hmph.

>Say "OK" and then follow her when she goes to leave the room.

<Ram>: I can't just sit in here until everyone else shows up, you know.



<Ram>: I only made a hundred greenbacks last week... I need another thousand before next Friday, or I won't have enough for the next treatment. If the Chief gets here with everyone before I can -
<Jael>: Shh.
<Ram>: What?

You hear something, far away. The elevators are moving again. Someone is coming. Like most of the rest of the people on this ship, they sound angry.

You are Jael. It doesn't look like this ship is getting back off the ground. If there's a way to escape this world, you need to find it.

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New character gained! Input is now context-sensitive to which character perspective the story is currently in. For now, you are Jael.

[Armok]

> if we *just* want to get of the world, rather than say survive while doing it and arrive at some other habitable place, we could jury rig a motor...

[Whimbrel]

SEEK HIGHER GROUND

[Lykunjitwyre]

Updateeeeee!

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<Ram>: Did you knock out a tooth? Is that a bone? Is your finger made of steel?



<Jael>: Quiet. Come here.
<Ram>: Kitty! You're so forward...



<Ram>: H-hey! I know cats pick up their kittens like this but -
<Jael>: I'm not a cat, you idiot! Now shut up!

>SEEK HIGHER GROUND

<Ram>: Why're - wha!



<Ram>: H-how...
<Jael>: Shhh.

The two survivors pace to the center of the room. One mumbles angrily, in their language. The other rarely speaks.



<Younger Man>: Ish tei vyleda ti ya. Keity ish vel een?
<Older Man>: Nei ish. Kakay soko tay ish ta.
<Younger Man>: Soko!? Ish ta soko!?



<Younger Man>: Keity ta vel een ish ta soko tel ya?
<Older Man>: Nei! Nei ta -
<Younger Man>: Ien bli. Ya tel la. Tel. Ya tel.
<Older Man>: Nei!
<Jael>: (whispering) He's gonna kill the other one.
<Ram>: (whispering) What?
<Jael>: Shh.

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Do or don't, or anything in-between. Choices like these have unforeseen consequences, my little jiblets.

[starburst98]

hmm... think the young one thinks the older one knows SOMETHING and he is lying and saying he doesn't know. can you tell if he is lying with some super sense? if you can tell and he isn't lying then save his ass, he will probably do anything you ask maybe even have access to things.