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Post by Quakerlol on Nov 24, 2011 8:49:39 GMT -6
Beardad: Hear that crash!
No! No no no no no no no AUGH DAAAAAAD STOP ROARING. DAD. DAD STOP. DAD IT WASN'T A BIG DEAL. IT WAS JUST A LAMP. DAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAD!!!! YES I will be more careful from now on! No, I will not practice inside anymore! No, I will not switch to a different specibus! Oh, that is so preposterous. Do you even hear what you're saying? I will be fine! This is a perfectly good specibus and it has lots of pointy spikes!!! Oh will you just stop it. I am going to stop talking to you now! Good night!
Ugh. You swear he is so unmanageable sometimes. Some nights you wish he would just get crushed by a falling tree knocked over by a meteor in some sort of apocalypse triggered by some sort of game. Luckily that scenario is far too specific to ever happen. Nope, your ill wishes certainly will never actually come true. Absolutely never. That would certainly be a macabre twist of fate!
You still have a little while before the game. What now?
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Post by Shipfish on Nov 25, 2011 18:51:17 GMT -6
==> See if anyone is online. If not, look up lamps on your eBay account.
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Post by Quakerlol on Nov 25, 2011 20:23:34 GMT -6
==> See if anyone is online. Okay, why not. Might as well. You flip open your crappy husktop and open up Trollian. Looks like Kyanas is on, might as well pester her. Maybe she'll know something about this game. You then proceed to have herobound.proboards.com/index.cgi?board=pester&action=display&thread=20&page=1 this conversation. Well, that was counterproductive. She doesn't know any more about it than you do. She doesn't even have a strategy, which is pretty damn out of character for her. And you ended up having to explain your master plan to another higher-blood. Again. Why does everyone always think your plans are outlandish? If you were a more rational troll, you would take this as discouragement. But to you, this is simply another sign of the decadence of modern culture and how soon your people will rise to usurp the apathetic plutocracy and blah blah revolution blah blah hemospectrum blah blah will of the people. Looks like your lusurs lusus is roaring for you again. You chuck a sock down the stairs and tell him to shut up. You need to be ready for this game, if it's anywhere near as important as Lerena's been making it out to be. You want to troll her about it, but she doesn't seem to be on yet. Oh well. What now? |
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Post by Shipfish on Nov 27, 2011 17:15:21 GMT -6
==> BEEP BEEP says Aruale's computer. Something is happening that needs to be dealt with. You should, you know, look at it.
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Post by Quakerlol on Nov 27, 2011 17:26:39 GMT -6
==> BEEP BEEP says Aruale's computer. Something is happening that needs to be dealt with. You should, you know, look at it. That's weird. Your husktop never goes BEEP BEEP unless- yep, Lerena's pestering you. Took her long enough. THEN THIS HAPPENS. herobound.proboards.com/index.cgi?board=pester&action=display&thread=25&page=1You hurriedly shut your husktop and look out the window. The forest around you seems to be.... smoking? That's weird, forest fires don't generally happen OH GOD WHAT WAS THAT. Did a huge tree just fall down? Holy sh*t! You definitely need to go check and make sure Beardad's inside. You run down the stairs, looking around the kitchen. He's not in here, or the ablution room, or anywhere else in the house. Looks like you're going to have to go look for him. Big baby couldn't take care of himself when you were a wriggler and he sure as heck can't now. You slide into the hallway, grabbing your flail on the way out. No sense in leaving the house unprepared. Heat sears your face as you open the door, pushing against you like a physical force. The forest has started to burn. You hear another crash and look off in its direction, shielding your face from the heat with your sleeve. Beardad could be okay, you think, but you know that's just justification for not going out there. Is looking for him more important than starting this 'world-saving' game on time? |
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Post by Shipfish on Nov 27, 2011 17:34:09 GMT -6
==> Go back inside, run the program, and then skedaddle with necessary implements.
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Post by Quakerlol on Nov 27, 2011 20:25:23 GMT -6
==> Go back inside, run the program, and then skedaddle with necessary implements.
You guess that your lusus will be okay by himself for now. After all, he's a fully-grown maulbeast. He can take care of himself when the woods are on fire because of meteors. You do, however, decide to check on him after running the program.
You run back up the stairs and boot up your husktop, opening the file that Lerena sent you. It seems standard enough, but you know next to nothing about computers or whatnot. You select option >Run from its menu, and watch as an oscillating loading screen comes up. Bor-ing. This thing is going to take FOREVER. You might as well go look for your lusus while it runs.
You captchalogue your husktop in your highly expensive CHARM BRACELET MODUS that Lerena got you for your wriggling day. There's no way that somebody of your blood could ever dream to afford this, so it was really nice of her. The husktop, now captchalogued, is displayed in its card on a cute little charm hanging from the bracelet. This is the only jewelry you will ever wear, since jewelry in general is the symbol of the HIGHBLOOD OPPRESSION OF THE MASSES. However, since this was given to you as a sign of friendship from a highblood, it's okay. That's what you say, at least. Your fellow revolutionaries think otherwise, but screw them because this is awesome.
You've spent enough time pondering your bracelet. What now?
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Post by Radiodragon on Dec 3, 2011 10:29:36 GMT -6
==> Find beardad, while denying your own hypocrisy.
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Post by Quakerlol on Dec 3, 2011 11:18:51 GMT -6
==> Find beardad, while denying your own hypocrisy.
What hypocrisy? You are quite sure that there never has, nor will there ever be, any hypocrisy in your think pan. Ever. Shut up.
You leave your hive once again, loading your flail into your strifekind specibus. You never know when some crazy beast might try to attack you or something dumb like that. Thankfully the fire has not spread too badly, your hive should be safe. You set out on one of the many paths leading from your hive into the forest.
A flaming branch falls in front of you, scaring the living nightlights out of you. Guess you're going to have to go off the path to go around it. You look through the burning trees and hear a low moan coming from your left. Beardad?
You push on through the undergrowth, dodging falling limbs as you do so. Goddamned forest, worst place for a hive ever. You're getting pretty close to the base of the mountain now. Isaard can probably see the meteors from his hive. You hope that his hive doesn't catch on fire too. Suddenly you see a white paw around the side of a boulder. You heft your mace. It could be Beardad, injured and moaning, or it could be a vicious monstrosity waiting for you to run over there like a stupid wiggler crying for her lusus. You proceed with caution.
Which is it?
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Post by Radiodragon on Dec 3, 2011 11:30:52 GMT -6
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Post by Quakerlol on Dec 3, 2011 14:01:31 GMT -6
==> www.youtube.com/watch?v=4F4qzPbcFiA&feature=relatedOkay that TECHNICALLY wasn't a command but whatever. You toss a not-flaming rock in the direction of the paw and HOLY SHIT WHAT THE HELL IS THAT THING. It towers above you, at least twice as big as Beardad, who is FLIPPING HUGE ANYWAY. It's got huge freaking claws and bat wings and a horn and WHAT THE HELL NOTHING THAT BIG SHOULD HAVE TENTACLES ON ITS FACE. You really hope no poor kid has this monstrosity as its lusus, because shit is about to get real up in here. STRIFE. www.youtube.com/watch?v=EAwWPadFsOAYou start swinging your mace around, landing a hit or two on its huge feet, but that just seems to make it madder. It falls down on its front paws, almost crushing you, but you dodge out of the way. Barely. Years of FLARPing have made you a good fighter, but you've been getting rusty recently. It starts getting wise to your strategy of flailing around widely, and swipes at you with claws as long as your arm. You swing your mace at the same time, and manage to tangle it around the thing's talons. Great, now you don't have a weapon. You turn around and start running like hell. You look around, hoping to find a cave or something to duck into, but all you can see are more burning trees. You hear the demonbeast crashing through the trees behind you, gaining after tossing away your mace. This is exactly why Beardad always told you to bring an extra weapon. Your foot snags on a fallen limb and you look up at the monster, uselessly shielding your face with an arm as it rakes its gigantic claws through the air at you- And nothing happens. Confused, you open your eyes just as the most welcome sight you've ever heard hits your auricular sponge clots. You see Beardad on the chest of that terrifying monster, swiping at its face and spilling mustard blood everywhere. It thrashes around, trying to dislodge him, but he digs his back claws into its torso and just hits harder. Finally he stops, the beast's face-tentacles going limp. He wipes his claws off on the ground and walks over to you, nudging you with his nose. You pat him above his six eyes and hoist yourself up onto his back, something that you haven't done in a long time. You dig your fingers into his soft, yellow-stained fur, and he lopes off back to the hive. You swing off him once you get back to the lawnring, giving him a good scratch under his chin and telling him what a great lusus he is. He may be high-maintenance, but he did raise you, and keep you safe from all the dangers in your enchanted flipping forest. You tell him to go inside, but he shakes his head. He plops down in front of the door, guarding it against any intruders. You give him another scratch and go inside. Now what? |
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Post by Radiodragon on Dec 3, 2011 14:17:07 GMT -6
==> Did you just punch out Cthulhu? Um... check beardad for injuries.
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==> Check on that program you were installing
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Post by Quakerlol on Dec 4, 2011 9:29:59 GMT -6
==> Did you just punch out Cthulhu? Um... check beardad for injuries. Correction: your DAD punched Cthulu. He is the best lusus ever and yeah you probably should check him for injuries shouldn't you. You give him a once-over, but he seems fine. Definitely going to live a long and healthy life. Definitely. ==> Check on that program you were installing Yeah, that would be a good idea. You go into the kitchen and take the captcha card with your husktop in it off the bracelet, dropping it as it expands into your husktop. You flip it open and, surprise surprise, the program is still loading. It's almost done, though. You watch the swirly spirograph for a few more minutes until it finishes loading. Okay, so that's done. You should probably talk to Lerena. herobound.proboards.com/index.cgi?action=display&board=pester&thread=27Welp, looks like you have to listen to the spooky commands of you best friend. |
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Post by philosophersBones on Dec 9, 2011 17:27:35 GMT -6
==> Listen to the spooky commands of your best friend!
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Post by anonymousWavelength on Dec 9, 2011 17:51:44 GMT -6
==> Listen to the spooky commands of your best friend!
Okay, fine. You captchalogue your laptop and get up from your desk to go outside when you hear a CRASH from outside. Worried, you scoot out of your respiteblock even faster.
You go through the kitchen to the door, but you can't get through. Something seems to be blocking it. Okay, a tree probably fell outside of the hive and blocked the door. Beardad is probably leaving it there so you'll be even safer. Yup. That's it. You leave the kitchen and walk down the hall onto the porch, intending to go around the house. You stop a moment to look out at the lake. Maybe Lerena can do something about the obstruction.
[06:34] -- anonymousWavelength [AW] began pestering sadisticSylph [SS] at 06:34 --
[06:34] AW: hey
[06:34] AW: there's something outside my door
[06:34] AW: i (an't get out
[06:35] AW: what now
[06:36] SS: I can move it for you.
[06:36] SS: If you would like.
[06:35] AW: sweet
[06:35] AW: do that
[06:37] SS: And what'z the magic word?
[06:35] AW: grrrrrr
[06:36] AW: stupid fakey fake magi( word
[06:37] SS: Thoze are not the magic wordz.
[06:36] AW: fine.
[06:36] AW: p)earse.
[06:37] SS: Excellent.
[06:37] AW: why do you a)ways do that?
[06:37] SS: I am teaching you mannerz.
[06:37] AW: that's the dumberst fu(king thing i've ever heard
[06:38] SS: And that ztatement iz why you need to learn mannerz.
[06:38] AW: whatever.
You look up from the husktop, exasperated that once again she is trying to force her highblood ways on you. She needs to learn that you don't need her social mores, you are part of a new breed of troll and HOLY HELL WHY IS THERE A TREE FLYING THROUGH THE AIR.
[06:38] AW: what the he))?
[06:38] SS: I am zimply uzing thiz fallen tree az a good way to open the cruxtruder.
[06:38] AW: the what.
[06:39] SS: Cruxtruder.
[06:44] SS: It will be important very zoon.
The flying tree smashes the top off of one of the big machines, and a flashing red swirly thing flies out of it. This night is just getting weirder and weirder.
[06:47] AW: okay, so (an you see thirs f)arshy thing?
[06:47] SS: Yez.
[06:47] AW: great, i'm not ha))u(inating
[06:47] AW: what the he)) doers it do?
[06:48] SS: It will bring your luzuz back.
[06:48] AW: the he))?
[06:48] AW: ba(k from where?
[06:48] SS: You'll zee.
[06:48] SS: Now go outzide.
[06:48] AW: i am outside.
[06:48] SS: Go out the front door.
[06:49] AW: i swear, the day you stop being (onfursing irs the day i swear my undying a))egian(e to the emprerss.
Stupid lousy goddamn precognitive friend.
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