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Post by crimsonCloud on Jan 21, 2014 15:08:42 GMT -5
==> Chat While on your way to your house, you chat with pN again.
cC: philosophicalServant, or pN, is from Earth. cC: Again, there may be others from Earth, I've lost track. cC: My name? Well, because of my last Sburb session, I'm a bit amnesiac. cC: I've been going by Grey Jervis. cC: How about you?
==> Arrive You arrive at your house, and decide to go on an alchemy blitz. You're not entirely sure what you want to make, though, so you start looking around the house.
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Post by unapologeticlygenius on Jan 21, 2014 20:11:22 GMT -5
You have been completely quiet the last few minutes. You know you saw veterans talking about "normal sessions," it seems like no matter what, shit flies off the handle. And what the hell is Sbubble? PS just got his pendant which is cool, you should work on getting one yourself. Maybe chill with Robert, watch some alchemized TV shows? You don't know but whatever. There are more pressing issues. It seems like this is one of those sessions. The ones with the kiddie sashes or something. You had suspected because he can't seem to hear a word you say. God you hate that patch. You decide to point to words in assorted books in order to communicate.
Adam: I'm doing alright. Adam: Just got really shocked with all this weird fate shit. Adam: But I'm good now. Adam: So telescopes and hammers. Adam: I've been in stranger lands. Adam: And already at the Pinnacle, that's the great thing about Fate. Adam: I feel really drawn to the symbol though, it looks like one of those Stars of Bethlehem. Adam: But quests and dungeons first.
You start walking toward the nearest consort village, gesturing for PS to follow. It seems to be chock full of teal geckos. You take a few steps forward and they start moving toward you abnormally fast. You don't even flinch, instead yelling, "Consorts of LoTaH, your Grace is here, the denizen's shit is wrecked!" You know that the consorts always love very showy heroes and give items to random ones in the crowd. An old one moves to you and the rest back up. "So you are the Grace of Stars, the one who will kill the evil sleeping Atlas?" "Could someone other than the Grace do this?" You ask, leaping up with Jump Around, making a mental note of Atlas. "Then please help us kind Hero, for Atlas has set hammers to destroy our homes, as well as all of the telescopes we use to see Skaia's clouds." "I must first grow stronger. Point me to the nearest dungeon."
As he tells you of its location you put a quick message on the memo: PUG: Always overdo the bravado when speaking to consorts. PUG: Remember, you're deities in their eyes, so acting like it while still being respectful boosts your land rep well.
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Post by psychiqueNoir on Jan 22, 2014 4:04:15 GMT -5
-- crimsonCloud [CC] began pestering psychiqueNoir [PN] -- CC: Hi! Random question. CC: You wouldn't happen to know anything about a game called Sburb, would you?PN: I would not. For what reasons do you ask?CC: Alright, bear with me, I've never been good at explanations, and this might sound a bit...unrealistic. CC: Sburb is a multiplayer computer game, except it isn't really a game. CC: Because it whisks the players (who are actually destined to play this game) to another universe (for lack of a better term), CC: And destroys their home planet (or planets, as the case may be here) with meteors. CC: The players then have to fight actual monsters, get actual superpowers, and possibly actually die (possibly multiple times). CC: The game is an asshole, and also very glitched. The most prominent glitch being that the Ultimate Reward doesn't work. CC: Basically, part of the point of this game is to make a universe. The Ultimate Reward is supposed to be a door to this universe. CC: Instead, it just throws you into another session. CC: There's a great guide (guide being a relative term) that me and some of the other players this session have read. CC: I'll try and link you to it. CC: Here, the Sburb Glitch FAQ. CC: Also, semi-relevant question: CC: What is the name of the planet you currently reside on?PN: Earth, or in my native language, Teha /ˈtɛʀːɑ/.CC: Another person from Earth? That makes at least two, I've lost track.PN: Oh? Whom else?CC: Assuming there aren't multiple Earths, of course. CC: Assuming that you're as calm as your response indicates, you're taking this surprisingly well. CC: Which either means that you'll be able to play well (and therefore survive well), or are some sort of sadist. CC: Possibly both. No offense, of course. Purely posing hypotheticals here. CC: And now I'm rambling. I'm gonna go do something other than ramble.PN: You do that. What is your name, by the way?CC: philosophicalServant, or PA, is from Earth. CC: Again, there may be others from Earth, I've lost track. CC: My name? Well, because of my last Sburb session, I'm a bit amnesiac. CC: I've been going by Grey Jervis. CC: How about you?PN: A pleasure to meet you, Grey. My name is Matsumoto Kira.
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Post by iD/sR/sT on Jan 22, 2014 22:35:43 GMT -5
==> Check memo You have nothing to say here
==> Install GristTorrent You install it on your computer and start stealing grist from other people.
==> Explore You come across another village.
==> Show off You go up to a consort and start being all showy. A crowd quickly gathers and starts murmuring about stuff while you talk. Clare: Consorts of LoSaM Clare: The Knight has arrived Crowd: It's the Knight! Crowd: He looks underwhelming but acts just like I imagined! Clare: You guys suck at whispering Clare: I shall defeat the denizen and right his wrongs Crowd: Are you really going to destroy Thanatos? Clare: Of course Clare: What kind of hero would I be if I didnt The consorts shower you with (gross) food and (413) boondollars.
==> Explore village The consorts follow you around and you find a slab.
==> Take a nap This slab is unusually comfortable. You wake up on Derse.
==> Explore You come across a shop. It's selling (decent) food (10 boondollars) and an aliminator (300 boondollars.)
==> Purchase aliminator You use the boondollars you got from that quest and purchase an aliminator. You captchalo - wait no you don't captchalogue it. Instead you just carry it. This is pretty awkward. Gotta find some way to bring this to LoSaM and then find where it was brought.
==> Consult maps You head over to the cartography room. You head over to a transportalizer that leads to a place near your dwelling spire and take a map of Derse and your land with you. You then deposit the maps of your land and the aliminator on the transportalizer. This triggers the transportalizer.
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Post by philosophicalServant on Jan 23, 2014 0:53:20 GMT -5
==> Well Damn Adam finally begins to move and such, and upon reading his assorted book-pointings of "great things about fate", you really wonder if suicide carpets are actually THAT COOL. What a stupid thought, of course they are. You follow Adam to his nearest consort village, who's inhabitants seem nice enough, but you know that crocodiles bite, HARD. At least he's soaking in the glory of his townsfolk with tons of horse-shittery, and you wonder if what you had "said" was practically the same. Adam seems to be preoccupied in his conversation with the fakey-fake bearded elder, and decide to look around the village.
=> Examine You notice that the villagers actually speak, such a nice change from your consorts, and exchange pleasantries and greetings with you. You are really happy that you are friends with Adam. You walk past a few simple houses, the occasional bed object or two, and consorts running around or simply standing still. On the right you notice a bigger house, or shop rather. You also notice the crocodile with a striped top hat and fake mustache, and he seems to be selling whatever things are on his shelves.
=> Shelves You see that there are pixelated music boxes lined across the shelf, like the one you had encountered prior. They're adorned with a music note and a sword crossed, and covered in the Star of Bethlehem-like shape. According to your book, these are called Fraymotifs, and you probably could have figured it out from the salesman's terrible business pitches. Looks like nothing you can use, from what you have gathered only Fraymotifs with an arrow shape concern you.
==> Hmmmm You seem like you are forgetting something, but simply cannot remember for the life of you, or Adams life at that. MWWWWWWEKSNDGILKAZKRHNGFVKJ C,VCK Oh shit, right...
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Post by iD/sR/sT on Jan 23, 2014 13:29:41 GMT -5
==> Use transportalizer on self You attempt to transportalize yourself and wake up. You wonder if the stuff you were carrying at the time was kept on your dreamself or left lying around.
==> Head to area where items where transportalized You just sort of wander around for a while. On your way there you beat up some ogres. 103/250 Build Grist, 250/250 Shale, and 30/250 Machine Grist
==> ==> You finally reach the correct area. It appears that items that you actually had in your pockets/were carrying/whatever were kept on your dreamself. You captchalogue the LoSaM maps and the aliminator.
==> Try out aliminator It's not doing anything. Maybe there's some dumb special requirement.
==> Look it up Using the unlimited power of the internet you find that it requires uranium.
==> Check pesterchum PiD: Anyone have uranium PiD: This thing I found needs it PiD: Gonna go do my first dungeon
==> Head to a dungeon You head to the closest dungeon according to your map and discover absolutely nothing. There's nothing here. Come on there has to be SOMETHING. Right? You check your map and some landmarks to find that you're in the right place. Ok there's definitely something here. DEFINITELY SOMETHING.
==> Dungeon: Rise You cannot control the dungeon because it's an inanimate object. The dungeon rises regardless of this fact.
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Post by sømnølentScatterbrain on Jan 24, 2014 0:32:50 GMT -5
====-> Dame: Gø Bananas.
Cønsarn it! Yøu can't høld øut any lønger. If nøthing happens here før the next minute, yøu sølemnly sw∅ar tø the Gøddess, yøu'll flip røyally øut. It's nøt as if nøthing is happening. It's just, there's nøthing yøu can dø, while yøu're sure that there is sømething yøu cøuld dø. Yøu just haven't føund it yet. Anyway, reply.
CSS: May be true, althøugh I persønally had little cøntact at all with my cønsørts in my last sessiøn. CSS: They were... Well, nøt that winsøme. CSS: I'll prøbably have tø test that øut. CSS: Øh, and Ine, I might just have søme uranium sømewhere. CSS: There's definitely a strøng energy søurce where I am. CSS: And there were twø røbøts, which high pøssibly høused such a material. CSS: But well, øne self-spløded, and the øther's bødy is at the bøttøm øf a lift shaft. CSS: I'll see what I can dø. CSS: ∅nd, tø all øf yøu, can anyøne please give me a status øn All. CSS: We seem tø have løst øur Seer, when we need him tø serve. CSS: If there's nø update, I might try taking øver his duties, althøugh I'm nøt sure høw yet. CSS: Meteørites are cløsing, we need tø skedadle.
Øk. 3. 2. 1. ∅. Nø answer yet, while three whøle secønds have passed. Prøbably even møre. That surely means that all høpe før an answer is løst. It's as if they didn't want tø play themselves. The Damsel in distress will save the day again. And yøu even have a spark øf an idead, øf høw tø make this happen. Yøu hav∅ a plan, because that's what yøu dø. Nø øne wøuld ever beat yøu at a plan øff. This leads yøu tø step øne: Driving the Beast.
====-> Dame: Drive the Beast.
SØMNIA: Sup Genny. SØMNIA: It's me again, the weak human yøu curr∅ntly høuse in yøurself. SØMNIA: I høpe yøu haven't førgøtten abøut me. GENNY: Yøu løwlife imbecile are tø extreme øn the intelligence spectrum tø be that easily førgøtten. GENNY: Yøu're an anømaly and it is surpriing the like øf yøu has survived intø this wørld. GENNY: Yøur thøughts are as heavy and sløw as yøur bødy and bearing yøu brings me excruciating pain, even thøught I'm unable tø feel it. SØMNIA: Gøød tø knøw yøu still care abøut me. GENNY: If it wasn't før that fatuøus heart, yøu scatterbrain wøuldn't exist. GENNY: The average betise wøuld drastically fall. SØMNIA: But unførtunately,∅yøu can't dø anything against me, can yøu? SØMNIA: Nø, yøu cannøt. SØMNIA: We'll have tø live in symbiøsis før nøw. SØMNIA: And I'd have a favøur tø check in tø yøu. SØMNIA: Are yøu present in the cømputer øf the øwner øf the virtuallyGazing chumhandle? GENNY: I'm ømnipresent, døn't yøu dare tø belittle me in such ways. SØMNIA: Wøuld yøu then be able tø let me remøtely cøntrøl it frøm this øne? GENNY: The møre yøu døubt any øf my abilities, the møre I døubt yøur mental capacity. GENNY: Ups, Yøu already reached a limit.
====-> Dame: Assist.
Yøur screen turns black før a secønd, and then back tø cøløur, ønly nøw, it seems the øperating system has changed. Yøu løøk aorøund the cømputer, but it's nøwhere. Blast and Damnatiøn. It seems All has never actually installed the server disc, which means yøu'll have tø gø a little bit meta. Yøu ørder Genny tø switch yøu tø Nap's.∅Øk, this time yøu have sømething yøu can wørk with. The screen nøw turns intø a visage øf All's røøm. Øh, and there's a pantscat fløating arøund. Yøu shørtly wønder what the støry behind that sprite has been. Yøu'll have tø ask later. Right nøw yøu cøncentrate tø get the cursør intø the right pøsitiøn, tø click the disc sløt eject buttøn. After a few minutes øf struggling, and a nigh catastrøphical accidental rumbling øf the machine, yøu manage tø øpen it up. After which yøu realize yøu cøuld prøbably have zøømed in. Yøu løøk arøund the røøm, and rather quickly find the server disc, but upøn trial øf ∅ing the gravitatiønal førce øn it, yøu utterly fail. Yøu use Cursør again. But nøthing happens. Well... Fiddlesticks, yøu'll prøbably have tø think øutside øf the bøx før this prøblem tøø. What cøuld yøu use, what cøuld yøu use... Yøu find yøurself absentmindedly sliding tøwards pantskat with yøur eyes. He's just sitting there, gløwing, licking his paw. Hey, that might wørk. Yøu flip everything uver in the røøm, tø find søme sørt øf material, which yøu ultimately find in førm øf pants. Yøu put them øn the fløør, next tø the bed, and then sløwly pull up at the bedsheet, før the CD sløwly tø fall øntø the pants. Yøu make a knøw in the pants, which is really hard, cønsidering yøu ønly have øne pøint øf interactiøn, and then take the whøle øver tø the øpen disc tray. Førtunately the disc is nøt in the package anymøre, which wøuld be an extensive pain in the abdømen, and, if with great cøncentratiøn, yøu manage tø get it intø th∅ cømputer. Cløse. Execute. Jackpøt. Brill! Nøw yøu can actually start døing sømething again. Nø møre blind serving, let the damsel dø the assisting.
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Post by iD/sR/sT on Jan 24, 2014 0:56:37 GMT -5
==> Be Abigail ==> Post uranium code PsR: |I have some uranium here.| PsR: |So you don't need to get your uranium sS.| PsR: |One moment lemme get it.| PsR: |Wait.| PsR: |Where did that card go.| PsR: |God dammit.| PsR: |One moment.| PsR: |Fucking debug NPC.| PsR: |It probably did something.| PsR: |They're nothing but fucking trouble.| PsR: |Gonna go look for the uranium.| PsR: |So go ahead and try to find your uranium sS in case I can't find mine.|
==> Search for card Definitely not in here. You're gonna have to look outside for it. Urrrgh. Not only do you not feel like it, it's also bright, even with the shades on. Oh well. You go outside and find the debug NPC.
==> ==> The debug NPC warps you to who knows where. You're in a completely dark room and can't see anything.
==> Turn the lights on You just mess around for a while until you manage to flip a switch. A hatch in the roof opens and illuminates the room. There's a door and some sort of box with a warning triangle on it attached to the wall.
==> Escape The hatch is too high up and the door is locked. You hear a voice. Beginning test number #ERROR# of new energy based weaponry. Some hatches open and you find around 10 guns pointing at you. A target ascends from the floor.
==> Are the hatches large enough for you to go through? The answer is no. Energy weapons now charging. Delay until fire estimated at thirty seconds.
==> Check out box You open it and find a lever.
==> Use lever Emergency lever flipped. Ending weapon testing process. A ladder falls down from the hatch.
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Post by philosophicalServant on Jan 25, 2014 23:04:11 GMT -5
==> Face Your Danger. HEAD ON! What an incredibly stupid idea! You would ask yourself if you were trying to get yourself killed, but knowing your track record, you refuse to ask said question. You hide behind a large fallen hammer, and pull yourself up high enough to see what exactly is going on. This is not good, not good at all. Not good in the slightest. Nope. Not good, to say the least. It seems that while you and Adam were busy frolicking about your merry ways, you had entirely forgotten about this horrendous fiend. How is it that abusing a game that is trying to kill you by spawning multiple free items a BAD thing? Oh right. Regardless, you see that the form it has taken is of a Giglops, and is currently kicking buildings and throwing assorted shrieking consorts. It continues to make a "bellowing" which sounds like a normal gigantic monster shout, but also a bugged HTML dialogue bug. As far as you and Adam need to know, don't look at it's eyes. => Alert You begin to write a note to Adam, who is currently crouched behind a small mound of telescopes, and is fully focused on the Giglops. You get ready to fold said note into an airplane, but before you can, it flies into Adam's hands. Most likely some sort of ability.
======================================================= ----------------------------------------------------------------------- Shit, it's that thing. You know, the twenty Alchemiters? -----------------------------------------------------------------------
Anyways, what should we do? I don't think we could solo that. -----------------------------------------------------------------------
Also, I am more worried of the SBURBAN tag on that monstrosity. -----------------------------------------------------------------------
So should we wait for the others? Or try to take it on? -----------------------------------------------------------------------
I'm sorry about this as well, as it is my fault, and my responsibility -----------------------------------------------------------------------
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==> Whelp, The Giglops brings it's two arms down on you and Adam intensely. You quickly dodge to the left, and Adam is rescued by a crowd of loyal consorts. Somehow, you knew this was never going to be easy, and you guess it never will be.
PPS: Not to alarm anyone, PPS: But Adam and I are targets for that SBURBAN monster. PPS: If anyone is awake or present, head for the blue gate. PPS: Help would be appreciated, not-dying would also be nice.
Why do you never get the choice?
==> STRIFE!
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Post by unapologeticlygenius on Jan 26, 2014 1:56:02 GMT -5
===->Grace: Do the gravity thing You can't do the gravity thing, there is a distinct lack of revelawesomes here. All you have are the Drift and some alchemized stuff. Worst case scenario you pull off a BT or a cataclysm, but either would be terrible due to collateral damage. You have collectively some fatey arrows which even with an Heir's quite large raw power, won't last forever, some bouncey boots, a gravity cord, and whatever PS made. You can't even run either, your rep with these geckos would plummet. Some really tactical strifing is what you need now. You decide to freestyle your aspect for a bit, no real abilities, but maybe something that will make you not die. You leap with Jump Around and fly toward your house. As you near it, you accept that you will land down on it with exceptional force and it will hurt quite a bit. You were correct, but the powerful landing meant a powerful bounce off of the dwelling spire. In midair you launch a drill and a kitchen knife from your modus and drop the Sassacre book. The giclops takes a little damage, and then you fall on it's head, doing minimal amounts. This is going to be hard.
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Post by sømnølentScatterbrain on Jan 26, 2014 2:11:31 GMT -5
====-> Muse: Personify Calmness.
You're in your room waiting for a new player to join, so that you're not stuck with That irrational person. Meanwhile, you're looking into what problem might have caused this shrill you heard from your pesterwatch earlier. You've already checked the possibility of hardware failure, and are now on your computer, searching the code. There's nothing overly wrong with it itself, but you mend some loosely incorrect gates, an set a limit for simultaneous notifications, that is a more appropriate number. Upon restarting of the watch you hear a much more desirable septuple blop. You have massages. Unfortunately, it's from That person. The news you get also are not what you'd fancy to learn.
-- sømnølentScatterbrain [SS] began pestering metaPhysician [MP] -- SS: Hey again. SS: Guess ∅hat, I'm taking øver as yøur server player. SS: I see høw this cøuld be nøt what yøu might have wanted, but I alsø høpe we'll sømehøw manage tø set yøur differences aside. MP: oh; h∅ll; no; MP: magic does not exist; MP: neither does anything magical; or magicky; SS: Yes, I knøw, I might have wørded it incørrectly. SS: It's nøt a magical game, it's just easier tø explain it as such. SS: It's møre øf a big ball øf reality bending, mind cøntrølling, støry prød∅cing stuff. MP: you've stopped making sense; after your second sentence; SS: Let me just shøw yøu. SS: Wait a se∅ønd. MP: there's little you can do to convince me; as there's no such thing as magic; MP: where reality bending counts as magic;
You get off the watch, and stare back at your computer. The only client you could connect to is still SS. You suddenly start getting the eerie feeling of being watched. You turn around, but find nothing but discarded or half-built projects. That, and that glowing arrow thingy just casually floating in your room. Wait! What?! You didn't have any floating arrows in your room before. This not only seems suspicious, but the arrow also has started moving, and is gently pulling at your shirt.
SS: I'm pøking yøu. SS: :ø) MP: this is not funny; MP: what the f∅∅k is this?!; MP: make it go away!; SS: Hey, unwi∅d a little. SS: It's just a game abstractiøn. SS: It's nøt even real.
You touch the glowing arrow, but your finger seemingly passes through it. It must be a hologram of some sort. Someone set it up in your room. Your chums united in a conspiracy against you. And you know who's behind it all. 'They' will not catch you unprepared this time. You're talking to yourself again. A shame no medication is left, it might have helped you. Anyway, you stand there in your room, as suddenly the arrow moves again. It closes to your bed, then moves it to the side. You can accept that. It's probably some kind of robot behind the hologram. Then, a machine appears out of thin air. You stand still, mouth agape. How is this possible? Is this possible? No, you're sure it's not. You know the standpoint of Luciferian technology, and this is certainly not in its range. The only possible left explanation, as magic surely isn't real, is, it's 'Their' work.
SS: Hey, I depløyed the Cruxtruder in yøur rø∅m. SS: Yøu see it right nøw. SS: The cylindrical thing in frønt øf yøu. SS: Yøu shøuld øpen it. SS: Alsø, I depløyed the rest øf the machines in the cløse cørridør. SS: Excep∅ før the Alchemiter. SS: It was tøø big, I had tø stack it in øne øf the røøms. SS: I'll shøw yøu tø it when yøu need it. MP: are you with Them?; SS: Them? MP: Them; SS: Seeing as yøu capitalize Them, They must be impørtant. SS: I knøw søme Thems. SS: Althøugh I assøciate myself ønly with Me. SS: Høw dø They løøk like? MP: yøu tell me; this game is certainly Theirs; SS: Øh, thøse Them. SS: I'm ønly øne sessiøn in, and have ønly read. SS: But I'm certainly nøt øne øf the Creatørs. SS: If I was, I'd certainly dø a better jøb at the∅game. MP: I have only your word; døn't I?; SS: Seems this way. MP: I don't like you; MP: neither do I like Them; MP: or the fact that we're playing together; SS: Cøme øn, It'll be fun. SS: Well, nøt really, but yøu'll manage. SS: After all, yøu have tø survive, and tø dø sø, yøu have tø play. MP: either death or Them; SS: It is prett∅ awful, and yøu'll øften regret living. SS: But it's the ønly way tø have pøtential tø get back at them. SS: *Them MP: I'll comply for now; and do as you'll tell me; but only till we get away from these 'abstractiøns'; SS: Then, alløns y.
The tension on this valve is really high, but you manage to loosen it, with a few of your tools. You turn it, and the top lid opens. A cylinder slides out, and a timer sets off. 'They' set you a time limit, that's closing dangerously. Oh, and another flashy thingy.
SS: Hogwash! SS: What ∅ind of time amount is that?! SS: Scurry Tap. Take the Cruxite dowel to the Totem Lathe. SS: Take the Card next to it.
You turn the T2V function on your watch on. You find a card, and pick it up, set it into the Lathe, carve the totem, find some safe item. Safe item... You take a tub of glue, and splash the insides on the so called Kernelsprite. It flashes. You hurry to your bike, and start pedaling. SS is now constantly updating you on the time. You pedal as hard as you can. You're almost sure even this shelter won't stand a meteor attack. Alchemiter. You stick the totem on it, and it slowly analyzes it, as the clock is ticking. You can literally feel the time escaping you. The item appears.
SS: 3.
You grab it while it still falls. It appears to be rebus. You think for a second.
SS: 2.
A second has passed, you have about half the rebus done. It's not long, but so is the distance separating you from death.
SS: 1.
You have it! Now what? You look at the scrap of red paper you have in front of you. It dawns upon you. You take out a pen.
SS: ∅.
Quickly jotted words appear on it as you hear the ceiling rumble. It's done. You're still here. Maybe something didn't work. You're as good as dead. You think you see the light of the incoming meteor. Everything becomes engulfed in whiteness. Your final thoughts are, 'More like a calamity'.
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Post by iD/sR/sT on Jan 26, 2014 11:45:45 GMT -5
==> Captchalogue weapons Unfortunately the weapons in the walls retreat and the hatches the weapons came from also close.
==> Captchalogue target ==> Ascend You captchalogue it and ascend to a room filled with monitors, keyboards, and a door.
==> Goof around with keyboards You manage to turn one of the monitors on. It's displaying info the info on the guns. Too bad you don't understand a single thing here apart from it being about guns.
==> Enter door You enter a hallway with another six doors, including the one you just went out of.
==> Enter first door You enter the first door and find a few awards on the walls.
==> Check awards They're all for inventing various stuff
==> Check second door You find some odd pod things, an odd looking gun, and normal guns
==> Try some guns You try the normal ones first. These just fire energy blasts or something. You then try the odd looking one. It has some knobs, some numbers next to the knobs, a screen, and three buttons. You press the button and it turns on the screen. It's showing you at the moment.
==> Turn knobs It's moving the display around as well as changing the numbers. The numbers are most likely coordinates.
==> Check all buttons This one appears to change the speed. The third button toggles it between APPEARIFY and SENDIFICATE.
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Post by philosophicalServant on Jan 26, 2014 13:08:32 GMT -5
==> Wait, What?! Adam is leaving NOW?! OF ALL TIMES TO GO BACK TO HIS DWELLING SPIRE IT HAD TO BE NOW? Well, I guess him falling on the Giglops makes it a bit better. But even with that daunting tome falling on the Giglops, it's health vial wasn't even dented that much. AND NOW IT'S REGENERATING! You have to wonder the durability of an Alchemiter, and times that by about twenty. Yeah, this is going to either kill you, or be the most grist-loaded thing in the game. Probably the former ==> Majyks You [150/150] proceed to place two arrows on the ground, and blast them at the SBURBAN Giglops [1430/1430] for 30 Gel Viscosity each. The Giglops simply shrugs it's mighty shoulders, and the arrows fall out, with the power of a constantly moving directional forces into the ground. Yeah, you doubt even your [Cinnamon Swirl Lollipandemonium] could save you now. You are going to need some help.
Deinen: Adam! It's regenerating, my arrows cant seem to pierce it! Deinen: Not even your daunting textbook could dent that bar. Deinen: I have a plan though, which may or may not work. Deinen: If it does, then great. Deinen: If not, we're going to need some help.
==> Order Deinen: Run to the nearest dungeon, fast. Deinen: Clear it quickly, god knows how Deinen: get a revelawesome, maybe flying tonfas, and come back. Deinen: For now, leave me behind, I'll hold it off for the time being. Deinen: GO!
==> Corruption: Surface
The black wisp begins to swirl about you again, but you do not notice this, as it is not yet major.
=> Initiate Fraymotif: The Lost Child. *SNAP*
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Post by iD/sR/sT on Jan 26, 2014 15:36:11 GMT -5
==> Be Clare ==> Return to dwelling spire No time to do this dungeon, your coplayers are in danger! While on your way to the dwelling spire you kill more mobs and level up. You level up to Steady Wrapper. Max Gel Viscosity increased to 230. Mangrit increased to 85. Max Grist space increased to 255. You earn 50 boondollars. You max out grist and shale at 255/255. You have 55 machine grist.
==> Kite&&Engine||Armor You alchemize the STEEL JET KITE for 250 build grist, 125 shale, and 50 machine grist. Sweet!
==> Post code PiD: Im heading over there PiD: By the way code for a jet kite is PiD: PSWOOOOP
==> Ascend You put on your jet kite and start flying. This is so much fun!!!
==> ==> Oh well. No time to waste. You fly to the blue gate and end up above uG's dwelling spire. You can see pS with some black stuff around him, uG, and the alchemiter monster. You crash headfirst into the dwelling spire.
==> Black out You awake on Derse
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Post by sømnølentScatterbrain on Jan 26, 2014 22:28:37 GMT -5
Yøu løøk at yøur screen. It's tøtally wh∅te. Yøu zøømed øut a little, tø check øn the meteør, just beføre it hit, and are nøw nøt sure if Tap survived it ør nøt. The meteør møst definitely hit. The screen is still white. It shøuld have prøbably gøne nørmal by nøw if it were a meteør. Yøu høpe Tap's alive. Right nøw thøugh,
====-> Dame: Be Messaged.
CSS: Høpe yøu'll survive the little devil. CSS: I haven't had øne myself, but I read they're really nasty. CSS: Alsø, I just gøt Tap in game, I høpe. CSS: I'm nearly pøsitive øn that he isn't dead. CSS: I might direct him tø yøu twø, Nap and Søph, but I'm nøt sure if he's experienced enøugh tø be any help. CSS: I'll test him øut. CSS: Right nøw, I think I'll be gøing searching før uranium. CSS: And I think that's the first time I'm∅døing this, nøt tø build a nuclear reactør. CSS: Althøugh, I might even try. CSS: I think I have the materials. CSS: Anyway, gøød luck at nøt dying, yøu're gøing tø need it.
Yøu stand up, tø start yøur search, but suddenly get the feeling øf being prødded. It's nøt nørmal, it feels far away. Øh, yeah, yøu førgøt, didn't yøu? Yøu øpen yøur e∅es tø see the purple tøwers øf Derse. In frønt øf yøu stands Møbius, pøking yøu with a pen. He was apparently talking tø yøu, while yøu døzed øff. Yøu løøk at him, shifting yøur head tø øne side, in cønfusiøn. He løøks at yøu, a little bit in anger, asking høw in the wørld can øne be as unrespønsive as yøu. Yøu løøk at him, then shake a little tø, get the feeling øf tensiøn øut øf yøurself. Yøu then ask him tø ∅epeat himself. He tells yøu that løts øf new planets have arrived, If any øf them is The Planet. Yøu tell him that nøne yet. Yøu thank him før waking yøu up thøugh, as yøu have business tø attend here, that yøu førgøt abøut. The Anti røyalists.
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