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Post by unaffiliatedmerc on Mar 29, 2013 14:47:23 GMT -5
Miles throws book into sprite. UM: Alex! Buddy! Can you get me into the medium? Please dude?
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Post by unaffiliatedmerc on Mar 29, 2013 15:04:08 GMT -5
Miles creates his entry item. "A target? I need my gun." Goes off to find his gun.
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Post by demonicCupcake on Mar 29, 2013 15:54:44 GMT -5
Sofie opened her eyes and looked around. It didn't look like a meteor had crashed. And she could still hear donaldducksprite practically yelling somewhere in the room. She got up and touched her chest. Thankfully, her heart was still beating. "Yay, I'm alive! I knew I'd come out alright!" She ran down the stairs and opened her door to a land of clear glass. She could barely breathe. "Wow. It's so pretty. I think I like it here."
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Post by demonicCupcake on Mar 29, 2013 16:17:43 GMT -5
Alice digs through her room, looking for something to prototype her sprite with again. Suddenly, she comes across her figurine collection and pauses as an idea lights up in her head. "I wonder..." 2 minutes later, falcojonessprite was born.
(In case anyone is wondering, she prototyped her falco (from starfox) figurine. If you don't know who falco is, then look it up)
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Post by unaffiliatedmerc on Mar 29, 2013 17:08:24 GMT -5
"Added pistol to Strife Specibus. Get pistol kind. Aim at target. Here goes nothing!" Miles fires twice.
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Post by demonicCupcake on Mar 29, 2013 17:47:35 GMT -5
Sofie would have wasted hours staring at the beautiful glass, exept pesterchum decided otherwise. She sighed and went over to her pink computer. DC: Hey, Sofie. TM: hey, aaaaalice! TM: what's up? DC: Why did you... you know what, never mind. DC: I'm just checking to make sure you made it into the medium, which you obviously did since we're having this conversation in the first place. TM: awwwwww, you do care <3 DC: :/ I kind of have to. You are my client, remember? It's my job to care. TM: oh, phooey, you spoiled the moment TM: i still think you're the bestest friend in the world! :3 DC: Oh lovely. Thanks. TM: tee hee, your welcome! DC: Okay. TM: did you make it into the medium also? DC: Yeah. I am talking to you now, aren't I? TM: yay! TM: oh, i love talking to you alot alice, but donaldducksprite is acting up again, and i should probably prototype him again since i have the chance. DC: Alright, bye. DC: Wait... DC: Donald duck? Sofie turns her attention to donaldducksprite, just as he crashes into a corner. Before Sofie can react, a stray bouncy ball falls onto donaldducksprite, and there is a flash of light. "Well that took care of itself...." Sofie thought as she stood in front of the new bouncyducksprite.
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Post by unaffiliatedmerc on Mar 29, 2013 17:57:40 GMT -5
UM: Alex? RC: *Kssh* Yeah? UM: What are you doing? RC: Trying to get into the medium. UM: Oh. Because it looks like you're just standing about.
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Post by demonicCupcake on Mar 29, 2013 18:12:10 GMT -5
(Alice has entered her first gate)
Sighing, Alice recaptcholouges her laptop. Somejow, she always feels even more exhausted whenever she deals with Sofie. Oh well, guess it can't be helped. She surveys her surroundings. They were.... yucky. That was the only way she could describe it. She supposed there was a reason her land was called the Land of Slime and Turmoil. The turmoil part came with the fox consorts, who for some strange reason, were farmers. She facepalmed when she found out that the turmoil was mostly centered around useless plants, but then, that's the game for you. She actually got a pretty decent laugh when the secret consort appeared wearing her old scarf she had dropped over the edge of her living spire.
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Post by unaffiliatedmerc on Mar 29, 2013 18:22:14 GMT -5
UM: A-A-Alice? I-i-i-is it cold where you are? UM: B-b-becuase I'm freaking freezing over here.
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Post by demonicCupcake on Mar 29, 2013 18:27:13 GMT -5
Alice stops as she hears a beeping. Looks like someones pestering her. After she completes the task of getting her laptop out of her sylladex, she replies, munching on a yummy cinnamon cupcake:
DC: Not really. It's just gross and slimy. DC: From what I have gathered, it's called the land of Slime and Turmoil. DC: Why do you ask. b-b-by your stuttering, should I assume you are in a freezing land of your own?
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Post by unaffiliatedmerc on Mar 29, 2013 18:34:28 GMT -5
UM: H-h-ha H-h-ha H-h-ha, it is to laugh. D-d-do you know how cold it is? M-m-my lips are f-f-fucking blue! UM:Y-y-yes, I am in the land I-i-ice and R-r-rock.
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Post by demonicCupcake on Mar 29, 2013 18:47:22 GMT -5
DC: Okay, did you at least bring something to keep you warm? DC: You know, like a coat or a hat... DC: Or maybe even a personal heater even....?
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Post by unaffiliatedmerc on Mar 29, 2013 18:53:15 GMT -5
UM: I-I-I made my house into a ship. D-d-does that count?
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Post by demonicCupcake on Mar 29, 2013 19:01:14 GMT -5
DC: Ok... I guess that's a start. And I'm not even going to ask how you did that. DC: But what are you going to do when you actually have to get off of the houseship and actually explore your land?
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Post by unaffiliatedmerc on Mar 29, 2013 19:10:42 GMT -5
UM: I-i-it was some weird glitch I pulled off. M-m-my house is now a spaceship. UM: I-I-I don't know. I-I- I was hoping you might have an idea.
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