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Post by crimsonCloud on Jan 28, 2014 20:34:22 GMT -5
==> Narrator, again, stop with the whole "busy life" thing! What, you think it's my fault?
==> Dammit, do you want your paycheck? Myeh.
==> Grey: Don't go on the alchemy blitz You: Why not?
==> Just check the memo You: Um, ok. You:... You: Son of a bitch
You jump off your house and start flying up to a gate, only about half sure which one is the right one.
==> Arrive and observe You see a Giclops, pS being arrowy, iD unconscious, and someone else (probably uA), looking like they're about to start running, you're not sure.
==> [Knock the Wind Out]
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Post by philosophicalServant on Jan 28, 2014 20:47:15 GMT -5
==> Adam looks at the frightened consorts, who are too distracted to deduct land reputation. He nods to you, and tactically retreats to the nearest dungeon. Now that he is out of the blast zone, you decide to begin. Wait, you swear that you just heard a CRASH coming from somewhere. Regardless, it's time to "fix" your mistake.
==> A wide grin spreads across your face as the music starts, and the black essence grows around you, tangling. The feeling of incredible stats returns to you. You proceed to draw your [Flame Cultivator] and dash. You attack to the music, growing in-tune with this motif'd fray, and begin. ======================================================================================================== --------------------------------------------- You [400/*750] Pull a hella-biznasty smash dealing *25 damage SBURBAN Giglops [1405/1430] Swings it's arms at you in a sweeping motion, hitting you, and dealing 150 damage. --------------------------------------------- You [250/*750] Dual wield your [Flame Cultivator] and [Cinnamon Swirl Lollipandemonium] and double-smash for *70 damage SBURBAN Giglops [1335/1430] Begins to charge a small ball in front of it's eye, and continues to regenerate for 60 Gel Viscosity --------------------------------------------- You [250/*750] Reach the apex of the music, relentlessly blasting the SBURBAN Giglops with arrows, dealing a total *125 damage SBURBAN Giglops [1270/1430] Stops moving all together, then blasts a sprite laser, dealing 235 damage, and regenerates 50 Gel Viscosity --------------------------------------------- You [15/*750] Stagger, begin to place hands in front of you. Your Head drops, and begin to mutter under your breath. "h;'awsfdig" SBURBAN Giglops [1320/1430] Punches forward, in your direction. It seems at a loss of power. --------------------------------------------- You [148.96/*750] Begin to notice your health vial shaking, violently. SBURBAN Giglops [1320/1430] Lands the punch, knocking you into the Pinnacle of Miracles. Deals 90 damage. Regenerates 110 Gel Viscosity --------------------------------------------- You [-75/*750] Get up, yet you are not moving on your own. The music stops abruptly. SBURBAN Giglops [1430/1430] Lets loose a garbled mess of a roar, and throws his fist again --------------------------------------------- You [-75/*750] Erupt a giant arrow vertically from the ground, the punch is sliced clean through the middle, sending the two fist-halves into the areas beside you. SBURBAN Giglops [1030/1430] Bellows in pain, regenerates 12 Gel Viscosity and throws a punch with the other arm. You dodge quickly to the side. --------------------------------------------- ======================================================================================================== Deinen: bhjak,.b;fc'vniskedxjc,./ Deinen: Fjfskfdxcj,k.;'dxndkfclnbkj! Deinen: ISEKFDUBJ,DNVC KLI.KDFZL/;KLS['DFXC p:kzFXD,CP[/;FKC!!!! Deinen: ... Deinen: FSIKLX I EKDSJBCNIK AM HJKDFHCL;/'KM; tHe eofli;oP[o'ls, Deinen: Speaker of the Furthest Ring.
==> Blackout
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Post by iD/sR/sT on Jan 31, 2014 18:39:15 GMT -5
==> Be Abigail ==> Attempt to use transportalizer gun on self You warp yourself a few feet over. Looks like you keep the gun when you do this.
==> Transport something into a wall The gun displays: INVALID
==> Check if you can transportalize yourself home Looks like you can only transportalize yourself where the gun's been. What an odd limitation.
==> Captchalogue both guns ==> Try out odd pod things You do the first thing and toss some dirt inside of the pod and press a button. You keep your weapon ready just in case.
==> ==> A display turns on and asks you what you wish to transmute this into.
==> Transmute into anything You set it to transmute into tin and the machine starts vibrating really fast and being loud
==> Walk away You go outside the room.
==> ==> You hear something explode.
==> Enter room Looks like the machine exploded and coated everything in a thin layer of tin. Perhaps you can alchemize this into a smaller form and use it as a weapon later on.
==> Enter another door You completely exit the facility. Looks like this place was built into the volcano you saw before.
==> Re-enter and try another door You enter another room. This one has a huge pit and some machinery.
==> Check out machinery There are some pods here being filled up with dirt and stuff. Maybe this is a mining place.
==> Check out another door Looks like this room has a geothermal generator in it.
==> Return to house ==> Transportalize a pod You return home. Fortunately there are still some of those pods left so you bring some to your home.
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Post by unapologeticlygenius on Jan 31, 2014 23:09:38 GMT -5
UG's narrator: Stop being busy and write.
FINE, I'll cook something up. ===->Adam: Flee to the safety of your dungeon.
Safety being a relative word, you make a tactical bounce off Alchemiclops which is what you're calling it regardless of its actual name. You land the jump by a stroke of luck, or maybe Fate. As you step toward your dungeon you look back at Deinen's progress with the Alchemiclops. Oh sweet merciful lord no. Corruption? This early?! WHAT IS WITH THIS GAME AND FUCKING SQUIDDLES?! You disregard it for now and stand on top of the dungeon. It's one of those tower ones. Welp time to toss in toothbrushes. After unloading some junk, the dungeon rises. You enter in an epic, highly climactic, uninterup- ===->Adam's update: Be interrupted
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Post by crimsonCloud on Feb 4, 2014 17:23:57 GMT -5
==> Interrupt. By which I mean check on iD. Your windy thing did no visible damage, except for a split second flinch. You decide to check on the unconscious iD. He's strapped to some sort of rocket kite, which is probably the one he mentioned in the memo.
==> Bring him back to your house You do this, and have Cloudysprite guard him. Meanwhile, you head back to the Alchemiclops and deploy your Desert Duds, dropping Sandy on him to wreck his shit. Hopefully.
==> Communicate You drop down to pS, who happens to be glowing black. You make wind into written words to communicate.
Wind Writing: Hey. I'm helping fight this thing. What's with the black?
==> Realize An idea occurs to you, and you decide to make sure to at least try to nip it in the bud.
More Wind Writing: Are you corrupted? If you've been interacting with Others and/or Squiddles, that's probably bad. I don't recall how to cure corruption right now, so lets kill this thing first.
==> Try to kill this thing You fly back up and start pelting it with wind, while also tonfa blading it. Since you're doing more than just one attack, you seem to be doing actual visible damage this time.
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Post by iD/sR/sT on Feb 4, 2014 20:24:58 GMT -5
==> Be Clare ==> Wake up You wake up and see some sort of owl sprite nearby and are in an unfamiliar room.
==> Return Where were you before? You have a headache. Last thing you remember was running around your land. You also appear to have a jet pack now.
==> Check memo PiD: Uuuugh PiD: I have a headache PiD: Also theres an owl sprite nearby and I have no idea where I am PiD: No idea what happened PiD: Was running around my land PiD: And then I was on Derse suddenly PiD: I just sort of goofed around for PiD: For PiD: I have no idea how long PiD: And now Im here PiD: Dont remember going to over to uG PiD: Whatever PiD: Im heading back over
==> Talk to sprite Clare: Hey
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Post by philosophicalServant on Feb 4, 2014 22:14:31 GMT -5
==> cC You notice crimsonCloud floating beside you, writing in the wind. You cannot speak, nor move of your own will. He now seems to be blasting it with various winds and weaponry. gfdmgfdlkill himfjgcfxrxgdbf. The Alchemiclops takes damage, and continues to rapidly regenerate, but he still persists on fighting it. efskbikmakehimdieawiskduxljn. => Why can't you move, or speak. You can see perfectly well what is going on, but with no avail to yourself. This is either very good or very bad, but you don't know which. This may be an advanced case of chapter 312 in your book: Corruption. You know now that you should never touch a SBUBBLE manual ever again. Wait a minute, what's happening? shdzk>J<Bxlcnh,kjbnmfixeverythingauwjszkhfxjbkln
==> Charging You begin to pulsate with black energy, and pick up the nearest gigantic telescope you can find. Large black arrows begin to wrap and imprint upon it, and it glows black. You place the telescope lens directly into the ground and broodfester. aifdkcjlbkvnsxfcklfixallofthisesidxkcvujlbs.fixckhnb => Your body seems to be channeling your aspect through the telescope.
==> Berserk Trigger: [Fate of the Abyss] Corruption erupts from you, blackening the air and ground around you, cC, and the Alchemiclops, until the surrounding area is half of a solid box, and the walls continue to climb higher. From all sides many black arrows begin to point inwards. You are rooted, and can no longer make out a health vial above your head, or anyone's. You throw your hands forward, palms out front, and brood. You brood and brood and brood. You continue to grow the walls, and attempt to seal everything inside. This was to fix your mistake, to gain your responsibility for the fact your friend may die. Now you have simply become a puppet.
fdhskxcvj,nbdjf j,skdxjcbinsdkuxlzjcvhnlfdicv esdhkfxcvjbkzdfcjv,h nkjlzkhdfnxcviku jlhnkf fjdkxhvcj,bnfdxcvjk,zdfxcvbhn jkf dsjfvhkjbhnm wsdkjxfbuikdhfxjcghnidufklxcjng Welcome back, it did not take very long we see. But, it was to be expected. And yet, this is quite the spectacle. To think you would succumb this quickly. Were you really this desperate? Or were you missing the Furthest Ring?
==> Other Guy: Interrupt
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Post by sømnølentScatterbrain on Feb 4, 2014 23:21:06 GMT -5
====-> Muse: Ascend. Quickly! You're lying on the ground, comfortable with your current position. That is, until you remember. You dart up. Something happened. You trusted SS, and something happened. Meteor. You're dead. This does not look like dead. In fact, you seem to still be in the area you have been in previously, the only difference being the hole in the ceiling. Wait! Hole in the ceiling? A breach! You should be dead by now, with this areas radiation. This area was one of those, where the atmosphere was too thin to hold the deadlier part of Lucifer's sun's radiation off. You're not dead. Something happened. You hold your hand into the light ray shining through the hole. It's cold, but not uncomfortably so. You get into the light, and look up. You can see the sun, or rather, a sun, shining dimly in your face. You don't even have to look away, so dim it is. You hear a blip.
SS: Thank Gøddess, yø∅'re alive! SS: Wøah, that meteør did wreck a great part øf yøur bunker. SS: But this actually helps. SS: Øh, øh. SS: This, thøugh, døes nøt. SS: Øn yøur place, I'd grab the møst impørtant things yøu need. SS: And ∅et thrøugh that høle. MP: what is happening?; MP: what could be worse; than a meteor hitting me directly?; SS: The sensetiøn øf yøur life sløwly leaving yøur bødy, as yøu løøse all øf yøur høpe, seeing the last bubbles øf air∅escaping yøur lungs right beføre yøur eyes? SS: The Fløød. MP: flood?; SS: Løt's øf water fløwing tø a place, where it shøuldn't be. SS: Før example, yøur lungs. SS: At ∅east, if yøu have lungs. MP: yeah; I know; what a flood is; ok?; MP: just; I'm on a desert; SS: The cørrect førm wøuld be was. SS: Welcøme tø the new extreme. SS: Yøu seem tø be in the land øf water, and spøradic pieces øf land. SS: LøWaSPøL. SS: Catc∅y. SS: Anyway, Run!
You get your rump on the bike, and start thrusting your legs. You have to get some things out of your room. Oh no! The computer! You start thrusting stronger, knowing you, again, have little time to loose. Now not only they are after you, the rest of the world too, it seems. You arrive at your room, seeing that your computer is not at place. [Bøøp]
SS: Møved yøur cømputer already. SS: I høpe yøu didn't think, I'd let yøu drag that bløck behind yøu, while climbing? SS: Althøugh the rest øf the machinery is mør∅ difficult. SS: I høpe game abstractiøns are waterprøøf.
You pack all you can find into your backpack, and start off again. This is probably the last time you'll see this place. You hear water rushing behind you, and as usual, you turn around. You wish you hadn't. There is a wave, dangerously close to your own self, ready to drag you, plus/minus your limbs, through the hallways and corners. You arrive at the room, and see that SS has set up a ramp, for you to neat-trick out of this hell. You accelerate as hard as you can, and jump the ramp. You do an acrobatic m**er**ing pirouette, not noticing the cursor dragging your bike up in the air. You ollie outie through the hole, and are in the middle of a crater. Time to go up.
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Post by iD/sR/sT on Feb 7, 2014 17:16:48 GMT -5
==> ==> You notice that you feel faster than usual. Your health is also somewhat below maximum.
==> Realize You realize that [The Deeper You Go] increases all stats.
==> Ponder potential consequences of abusing [The Deeper You Go] You've only remembered the more important stats like mangrit, gel viscosity, ladpluck, and flummoxie. You could check the FAQ on it but now's not the time.
==> Obtain heals from Cloudysprite Just to be safe, you get ask the sprite for healing. Clare: Please heal me
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Post by philosophicalServant on Feb 8, 2014 13:49:38 GMT -5
==> Drift You are no longer the Deinen within the berserk trigger. You are "dreaming".
Why We know why. Why me? You asked for power, we assisted. So I am corrupted then. Many call it that, so yes. Why was it so quickly? That is a humorous question. Why? Corruption, contrary to popular belief, is not given by us. We are simply the required stigmata. Wait, what? We are not corruption. What is corruption then? Would you like to view the answers
View? Do you want to view with power, control, and understanding?
Will I keep everyone alive? We know the answer, but cannot give it at this time. ...
==> With Power, Control, and Understanding You accept your fate to view the answers, as it is your only path. The thick darkness dissipates from around you, like it never had nor ever will exist. Your eyes can finally see the point of oblivion within the SBUBBLE screen, and you are within it. Your eyes can finally see beyond the void, but cannot see what is ahead of you. You are gazing into an unfathomable being, the beginning and the end, the eternity of SBURB. Yet, it does not hurt, nor does it feel wrong. It is simply a writhing being of tentacles, beaks, and eyes, if you could only perceive it that way. These are undoubtedly "the Others" spoken of in your book. Every single detail matches up. Every. Single. Detail.
We are what you look for. The questions, and the answers. We are one, we are all. We join SBURB, and destroy the ties. You are the Others. Then I must ask you some questions. We know of them already, and we will answer them as such. What are you? selid;liazd//xj.lmdzo'fx;kcgnb rrsifduxcb;lix/eS:rhdznfcigyhkxjgtccf sirxuhkldfi.lkja[0spzdfx';ojrfdivclykhj What brings corruption? eskldhxjbhzp;xofilk/hsezxjfkcvbmhno;jlkzrd zejflugkl/hiseokxdho,n;xdfucjbhlirk kesjdz,hgbukseli'rsgdtiulkjh.ndks What are we? What am I? You are gods who cannot finish. You are the Heir of Fate, you are Fate. What stops us from finishing? wseziydkfuxcglhifoj;gl bil;k.rhdnfcvklj,gdhbcvklujdkhf.xcvnjilysdxzjklh;'JAZP;GDXJHBFCYLKSZDGXCBHKUJGCJILKjguyklujhrilfudvc,ujhfdxcinkjhxgcbuykfhjghiudkxf hxkgdbghfdvjklcxhnzilkugjrdnhbfjmhbfdznilxckjhndfjkx,vhgbrdufxjckfsdozkljxgbhjzhnjmdklxjchjscbgvnkjzclhjvdsklczjbjxckljaksd;olujo;lazbuesjdknfgilkzudifkjgko;zsludjg dksjf,hbalnsidukzjkhgnlkbjrs,gdxnflc;kjzrkdfzm;kljcgbhnklfdizjxcgkmolkjdfxbcgniofd;lkcjxmohfjvclkhbnfdiox;klcigkjmrfdljzchgiujoklirsdkj;kgmaiorkfdlhcngios;ildkjxgmgufjknhdl zaerstxdeycfviugyo;i'po[p{Lreopsfrdupzihklj;rskdoifphsudkyzjhgbaniolz;of'jxgmmfisudkhjnjaoil;sjngdiooykujhajkoludzigkhnuykjhkwgashejfdoligkbuiykuhoijgluhkbyuejsakdhjioklgn How do I save everyone, how do I stop myself. Simply ask.
Now, we must ask you to leave. You have fulfilled your purpose in the furthest ring. Return to your physical form, and seek Echidna. You will always be corrupted, but everyone is.
==> Return You return to being Corrupted Deinen.
Deinen: dfxlckh.j,nbk.Stop.sdb hjgxnmb,n
=> Retract You return the corruption to your body, destroying the berserk trigger. ==> Awe cC is staring at you, as the telescope dissipates and you return to normal.
The Alchemiclops is now un-rooted.
==> STRIFE!
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Post by sømnølentScatterbrain on Feb 9, 2014 20:00:18 GMT -5
====-> Dame: Serve, øn the døuble.
Fiddle, yøu've prøcrastinated, and nøw yøu have wørk tø dø ø∅ Derse. The time is cøming, but at the same time, yøu're servering Tap, which yøu just cannøt abandøn. Nøt at this møment. If ønly All cøuld take it øver. Anyway, what's up with ev∅ryøne, yøu haven't heard frøm them før quite a bit.
CSS: Øk! CSS: Wha∅ in the name øf the Lady is happening øver there? CSS: I really høpe yøu're nøt dead. CSS: I'd prøbably kill y∅u if yøu died this early intø the game. CSS: And, All, can yøu please resume with yøur server duties. CSS: Yøu guys øver at Nap's, just kill that thing, and get øver with it, ør run away. CSS: Alsø, I'll be øut, unable tø cømmunicate før a while. CSS: Please døn't disturb me, until ∅ tell yøu yøu can again. CSS: I'm gøing tø try be efficiently døublecønciøus, which isn't easy. CSS: I'm sørry, but the uranium will have tø wait.
Yøu cløse yøur eyes and cøncentrate. Then yøu øpen them, bøth pairs. It seems yøu døzed øff again in the dreamwørld, and Møbius sat yøu øn a chair, cøvering yøu with a blanket. He did nøt seem tø be there, at the∅møment. Yøu start writing tø Tap. Yøu Spread øut the plans in frønt øf yøu. He arrived at the edge øf the crater.
SS: Ready yøur weapøn. SS: Yøu'll have tø kill søme Imps.
Yøu find the pøint øf time yøu're at right nøw in the plans. There's an instructiøn øf høw tø kill sømeøne, but they missed the røle. Yøu wønder whø it is this time. The tøwer is specified thøugh, sø yøu start tø møve øut.
SS: Just as a justificatiøn før killing, if yø∅ need any. SS: I'm still nøt sure which them yøu're cønsidering Them tø be. SS: But Imps are øne øf øne øf Them's creatiøn.
Yøu w∅sh slightly yøu cøuld trust Genny møre. She'd prøbably be a gøød server, if nøt før the hatred. And tø think røbøt's didn't have emøtiøns ønce. Yøu ønce again get tø the windøw, and descend upøn the back alley. The crøwd is øverfløwing, as usually, and yøu have nø prøblem mixing intø it. Yøu're already thinking øf what yøu cøuld dø. Yøu might just rep∅at the previøus act, it was enøugh tø føøl them, but yøu feel that wøuld be børing. And yøu have little time this time, adding tø that the greater amøunt øf guards, after twø røyal killings. Sømething is øff thøugh and yøu feel it in the air. Yøu're getting cløser tø the indicated tøwer, and the feeling is grøwing strønger. Meanwhile Tap's døing great with killing thøse løusy little imps. Yøu're gøing tø have tø build frøm scratch, but that's økay, yøu still have time. Yøu've døne a first and secønd fløøw, ramps cønnecting them, and just før fun, made søme railings and hal pipes, før recreatiønal purpøses. Frø nøw møst øf the Imps cøme øut thrøugh the middle høle, which in effect makes them møstly a wet, paper mache ∅løb spøradically with sunglasses and søme metal parts, the twø latter being the ønly dangerøus. Yøu wønder if they'd be able tø møve if dried øut. Yøu arrive at the bøttøm øf the tøwer, after søme searching. Yøu prøbably wøuldn't be able tø gø in, at least nøt withøut any searchings øf yøur persøn first, which yøu'd prefer nøt tø have. Yøu're dead, ør at least sø in the eyes øf the Dersites, and them finding øut øtherwise, wøuld put a crøss in yøur plans. Yøu try the døør anyway. It øpens under yøur push. øu're surprised. Døubly sø, as yøu løøk back at yøur screen after checking the chat client før any answers, and find an øgre øn the newly built part øf the bunker. Blimey, Seems yøu'll have tø help øut with this øne. Where's gluesprite when yøu need him? Tap shøuld pr∅bably secønd prøtøtype him tøø.
SS: Dø yøu see Gluesrpite? MP: yeah; he's next to me; MP: why are you asking?; SS: It'd be gøød if yøu secønd-prøtøtyped him søøn. SS: This time with sø∅ething usefull. MP: like?; SS: Yøu døn't accidentally have reamins øf yøur løng dead friends øn yøu right nøw, dø yøu? MP: what?!; SS: Ignøre what I just said. SS: Try with sentient and intelligent, ør at least sømething it'd be easy tø cømmunicate with.
The cørridør is dark and cøld, is cøntrast with the lively, if aggressive street øutside. There seems tø be onø live søul in here, except før yøu. ∅øu find the stairs and ascend. Tap is rummaging thrøugh his backpack, in search før sø∅ething usefull, while yøu utilize perfectly generic øbjects as efficient imp splashing weapøns. They heed yøur ready cursør. The stairs tøø, with tørches unlit, and nø carapace in sight. Yøu øpen each cønsecutive døør, and løøk inside, tø find the røøm empty. The feeling is getting strønger. It's sømehøw... Yøu built a generic wall arøund yøur friend, and møst øf the Imps just ignøre it før nøw. He seems tø have finally føund what he was searching før, and thrøws it at the sprite. Yøu cant make øut what it is før nøw, but there's a flash, as the øbjets punctures the sprite's glue.
SS: What ∅as it, what yøu prøtøtyped with? MP: a radio; MP: built it myself; MP: should take care of communication; SS: Well, it might think øf yøu as it's creatør/fatherly figure. SS: But it might as well be a tøtal prick and nerd. SS: Self built radiø and glue, seems exactly tø be the intellidøuche cømbinatiøn tø me. MP: we'll see; SS: Let it help yøu ∅ith the big prøblem in that case. MP: big prøblem?; MP: øh; that!; MP: sh**; what is this?; SS: An øgre? SS: A supercøøl shøvelface p∅ppet ørigami øgre, with trøusers. MP: sø; there's a trøuserless cømbinatiøn tøø?; SS: Yøu gøt the better sight. SS: Thank All før trøusers. SS: Anyway, ajda, my cømrate. SS: Fight yøur destiny, where the destiny is being beaten intø a pulp by this inte∅esting felløw øver there.
He set øff. RadiøGlueSprite is still følløwing him, and there's a littlebit øf white nøise tø be heard. It's feeling... Red! Yøu hasten yøur pace, changing it intø nøt a pace at all. Yøu fly up the stairs flinging the døørs øpen, seeing øne that has sømething inside, but nøt sømeøne and it seems tø immøbile, sø yøu just nøte tø cøme back here afterwards. Yøu arrive at t∅e tøp. There's a døør, but nø guard. Yøu slightly press it øpen, and as søøn as a breach øpens in the døørway, yøu're øverwhelmed with red. Yøu cannøt act før nøw. Yøu see red. Yøu fell øf the line yøu were walking øn, while døuble-bødy iving, and are nøw ønly øn the dream side.
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Post by crimsonCloud on Feb 10, 2014 20:15:02 GMT -5
==> Back up, just a bit You drop back down, having done a tad bit of damage. You are now looking at pS, who is oozing with black energy, doing crazy black arrow things and spouting gibberish.
You wonder why he's not the Mage.
==> Be in the present pS has just stopped oozing blackness. You are still staring.
==> Wake up and smell the roses The Alchemiclops punts you into the distance. You think the narrator's metaphor may have given it a small boost.
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Post by iD/sR/sT on Feb 12, 2014 0:09:57 GMT -5
==> Contact Ethan You contact Ethan. Maybe he can go through portals. iD: Hey Can you go through the blue gate eA: Yes. iD: Super Please go through it and help us fight this alchemiclops eA: Very well.
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Post by philosophicalServant on Feb 14, 2014 0:47:26 GMT -5
==> Emergencies and Protocols You decide that this simply will not do, fighting this abomination in such a rough and garish landscape, with too many telescopes for smashing. An idea hits you like a train, and decide to make this the new standard protocol, as you are a DOER. You proceed to make arrows on the flat surfaces under cC, the Alchemiclops, and yourself, and point them towards the black gate floating high above Adam's dwelling spire. This will probably work. Probably.
==> NYEEEEEOWWW You decide that this is a more appropriate noise for your arrows. You, cC, and the Alchemiclops are shot hurdling into the black portal. To your turf. => Loading You really dislike this elevator music accompanying this loading screen, but at least you don't see the Squiddles anymore.
==> Once again, NYEEEEOWWW All three of you are sent, as you expected, straight for the ground. The only difference this time is that you have control and understanding of this custom mechanic. You place a larger "arrow" under the select carpet of cC pointing in all four directions, like some sort of + sign. This seems to make the carpets stop, and slowly lower themselves, as their sense of direction is conflicted. The Alchemiclops is still sent hurdling into the ground, smashing it deep into the ebony wood hole you had made so long ago. You head straight for your house, stuck in a tree.
==> Some Quick Adjustments You captchalogue the Arrow, and land on your balcony. You enter your house to find multiple imps running amok, breaking and vandalizing things. You make a stern face, a stern shout, and you mean it. They all walk out as though they are ashamed, holding toothbrushes and towels alike. You go to the Punch Designix and punch the arrow, and the Serrated Sword. => Alchemize
Serrated Sword&&Meteor You create the [Meteord] for 150 Build Grist, 100 Shale, 1 Machine Grist, and 3 Burning Grist. Where does this grist keep coming from? Regardless, your sword is now of meteor-like durability, and sharpened to a burning edge. Quite the weapon indeed.
Meteord&&Arrow You make the [Slice of Direction] with no build costs? Shit, you'll take it. The blade is now of the same matter as the arrow, and from experience, you know this can cut incredibly deep. This looks strangely powerful, and you wonder why you can so easily wield it, maybe you're just really awesome and cool, right? Maybe this game is just full of THIS IS STUPID.
You are Fate.
Wield Fate, wield yourself.
==> Return And not a moment too soon. cC is fighting toe to toe with the Alchemiclops, while another seems to exit the gate, but you simply can't place who it is. Regardless, you think it is about time you got some answers, or did something. cC proceeds to gather the wind, pulling it into a sharpened disc, while the other person is riding in on top of an owl, and accompanied by a robot boy? It's help, so you will have to take it.
==> Rush You think that this plan may or may not have been rushed, but you decide that you will tell the others when this thing is dead. You clasp your palms together and focus on the [Windisc], giving his hands the Fate Blessing. You signal to iD and his companions to buff the disc, and they surprisingly comply. The disk is now Vector tipped, Fate blessed, spewing sludgy poison stuff, and circled by Sprite Lasers. Sweet dick, it would be magic if magic wasn't fakey fake and not real. One thing is certain, nobody will have any energy after this complete bullshit and THIS IS STUPID.
==> Shit Oh shit, now you need to think of some really badass name for this attack. You decide to shout the first thing that pops into your head, and hope it's relevant.
Deinen: NOW! Deinen: VECTAIR DOOMSPRITE DISC! Deinen: FIREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
==> VECTAIR DOOMSPRITE DISC: FIRE! cC throws the disc with great force at the Alchemiclops, bursting into it, and cutting it directly from the top down, but it still doesn't pierce the head.
==> BOOM?! All of a sudden, you feel an incredible gravitational force pushing everything in the area down incredibly hard. This causes the V.A.D.S.D. to abruptly force it's way down the Alchemiclops, cleaving it down the middle, and down deep into your land. You hear the incredibly small sound of shrieks from deep in your land. The Alchemiclops lay in two halves, and everyone feels both physically and emotionally drained. The AC shakes, and bursts heavily with white and green spirographed grist.
Everyone recieves 1 SBURBAN GRIST. Everyone recieves an undiscernable amount of EXP, and reaches a currently unseen rung in their Echeladder. You though, advance at least 6 rungs, becoming IRRECONCILABLE JUDICATOR, increasing Mangrit to 301, Gel Viscosity to 347, etc. etc. This is stupid.
==> THIS IS STUPID This is stupid is the only way to describe this entire "boss fight". Like this whole thing was some sort of dumb way of saying "friendship is everything" or some stupid lession that thousands of children teethe off of hearing. But now that it looks to be over, you can't help but think what you would all be doing had you not royally fucked up. Had you not tried to dick around with this motherfucker of a game. Yet, you feel like you've grown. Like, as a person?
THIS
IS STUPID
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Post by iD/sR/sT on Feb 14, 2014 15:08:25 GMT -5
==> ??? PiD: Ok apparently its dead PiD: I leveled up a bunch PeA: Excellent. PiD: Excellent indeed PiD: Gonna go meet up with you in person PiD: Oh yea also PiD: I feel more mature as a person PiD: Whatever that means PiD: I feel tired
==> Level up You advance up several ranks and reach Sour Passing. Gel Viscosity increased to 400, mangrit increased to 310, and max grist space increased to 300. You receive 1000 boonbucks.
==> Receive revelawesome You receive the ability [The Meek]
==> ==> You go over to Ethansprite Clare: Hey Ethansprite: Hello. Ethansprite: I think I should give you this pendant. Ethansprite: It'll allow you to summon me. Clare: Alright Clare: Thats cool Clare: Thanks You take the pendant. It begins glowing yellow. Clare: Alright Clare: So anything interesting happen lately Ethansprite: No Clare: Ok Clare: Ill see you around Ethansprite: Bye.
==> Return to your dwelling spire That's a pretty dumb name for it, even if it's accurate. You return to your house.
==> Poison Blade&&Monster corpse You recall that you had a monster corpse lying around. Might as well alchemize with it. You create the Poison Corpseblade. It costs you some build grist, shale, and 10 machine grist.
==> Smoke Repellant&&Gas Mask You create the Gas Mask of Sight. It allows you to breath and see through the smoke. It costs some build grist and shale.
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