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Re: GreyGabe's WebQuest [Textual Healing] - AgentBlue - 11-01-2011 >Lay a trail of slippery grease from every point of entry of the house into the basement. Re: GreyGabe's WebQuest [Textual Healing] - MaxieSatan - 11-01-2011 Foist that fruit basket off on some idiot immediately. Re: GreyGabe's WebQuest [Textual Healing] - Iriri - 11-02-2011 Eat everything but the pineapple. Do NOT trust that fucking pineapple. Re: GreyGabe's WebQuest [Textual Healing] - GreyGabe - 11-04-2011 Dragon Fogel Wrote:>Set up a Shenanigan Rex trap! Bait it with an unsuspecting sucker (other than you).Maaaaan, Shenanigan is freaking King of the Pranksters, heâll see that coming a mile a way⦠unless he knows that you know that heâll see it coming, and decides not to worry about it⦠but maybe heâll figure on you knowing that he knows and count on you to set a trap, just so he can cause it to backfire on you hilariously⦠Eh, whatever. Nothing ventured, nothing gained, right? Youâll just need to find a good sucker⦠But who⦠Iriri Wrote:Eat everything but the pineapple. Do NOT trust that fucking pineapple.Well, while youâre thinking, might as well have a snack. You eye the Pineapple warily. You donât think youâll eat that. You remember Shenanigan had a thing with pineapples. The rest is probably fine⦠heâd want to lull you into a false sense of security before his trap sprung, for maximum comic effect. You munch some Bananas, nosh on some Kiwi Fruit, and prepare to bite into the You-Donât-Know-What-It-Is when you suddenly realize how dumb it would be to actually attempt to ingest a Something-That-You-Donât-Know-What-It-Is. You examine it closely. Itâs big, bigger than an orange, say, but smaller than a cantaloupe. You mentioned the color, earlier, and its outside is pretty hard. You give it a tap. *click* *click* Hmm. You think youâll just hold onto this for now. You drop it into your Gallifreyan Satchel. But there is no way in hell that youâre eating that Pineapple though. But what to do with itâ¦? MrGuy Wrote:Foist that fruit basket off on some idiot immediately.Ah, yes⦠your plan is coming together now⦠You donât think there are any actual idiots in Eagle Town, but youâre easily clever enough to trick some unsuspecting mark into taking a free Fruit Basket⦠uh, a Basket With A Single Piece Of Fruit In It, anyway. You quickly grab a pen and paper and scribble the following. You Wrote:Do you like pineapples? Of course you do. Pineapples are goddamn delicious. In ancient Greece, Spartan warriors used to slather themselves in pineapple juice before going to battle, because they believed armor was for sissies, and they liked how pineapple smelled. They also slathered themselves in pineapple juice before their gay orgies, but thatâs neither here nor there. There. Thatâs not suspicious or creepy at all. You jog over to General Square and tack it up where everyone can see it before returning home. Youâre not even back for five minutes when you hear a knocking at the door. You quickly rush over and open it. -âOh! Hi, Schazer.â âGabe. I heard there is free pineapple on offer?â -ââ¦Yes. Right this way!â Okay not the kind of bait for your trap you had in mind. But you can work with this. And hopefully not get smashed with a Modminâs Hammer Of Banishment before your day is up⦠âWell here is the pineapple! You can keep the basket too I guess.â You pass Schazer the Pineapple and a knife. She sets to peeling it. But you have something else you need to take care of. AgentBlue Wrote:>Lay a trail of slippery grease from every point of entry of the house into the basement.âWhere did you get a fruit basket, anyway?â -âIt was in my house when I got back!â âJust⦠here?â -âYep. I figure it is from one of my many, many adoring fans, that are totally real and not at all a wishful figment of my imagination.â âUh-huh. What are you doing?â -âOh, donât mind me. My, uh⦠floor is sticky? Yeah, thatâs it. My floorâs sticky. So Iâm lubricating it. With this grease.â âOkay...?â ... -âHey, would you mind moving so that your back is facing this closet?â âWhy?â -âUh⦠itâs a feng shui thing. When seated, my guests have to be oriented to face the east.â âI would be facing west if I moved over there.â -âThatâs what I said, west.â âIâm pretty sure you said east.â -âI think I know what I said, Schazer.â âOkay, fine.â You continue pouring grease trails from every entryway or possible hiding place in the house leading into the basement. Once you finish, you head back to the kitchen area and carefully sit with your back to a solid wall. -âHowâs the pineapple?â âNot bad.â You sit in awkward silence for a while. -âSure is nice to sit around, completely vulnerable and unsuspecting, completely confident in your ability to avoid being pranked or otherwise hoodwinked, wouldnât you say?â Schazer just looks at you strangely. You clear your throat and look up at the ceiling. More awkward silence ensues. Suddenly, you hear the front door burst open followed by a short scream, and the thumping of someone falling down all of those stairs. You carefully rush over to the basement door, followed closely by Schazer. -âHa! I caught you, you mischievous dinosaur!â âOwwwâ¦â Wait that doesnât sound like Shenanigan. -âMrGuy?â âPine⦠appleâ¦â Whoops. âHello, human. I hope you like being slowly eaten from the inside out~â Oh jeeze this thing again. -âHey! No! No eating guests!â âButt out! I get cranky if I donât eat regularly!â -âHey! I will⦠make Schazer go down there and she will give you such a thrashing! Such. A. Thrashing.â The thing in your basement grumbles something under its breath. Suddenly, MrGuy flies up the stairs, knocking you over backwards. Schazer leans over you, glaring disapprovingly. âTricking your fellow forumites into being prankster bait. Thatâs low, Gabe. Thatâs low.â She spins on her heel and leaves. âAnd Iâm keeping the basket!â She yells over her shoulder. Well, that could have gone better. Oh, hey, you got a response to your letter to Nopor Puss! Nopor Puss Wrote:What you should do is get some specialty armor made. I recommend having very sharp metal spikes put on the inside. And make it out of cardboard so it doesn't protect from much of anything.You're not entirely sure why but that doesn't seem like terribly sound advice to you. But (and this might be a massive concussion talking, but hear yourself out) he is the expert. Should you follow his advice? Re: GreyGabe's WebQuest [Textual Healing] - Iriri - 11-04-2011 Of course you shouldn't. He took the time to write a response, if anything, he should be GRATIFIED if you chose not to follow his advice! It would make the response entirely pointless. ...And besides. You kinda used up all your cardboard already. Re: GreyGabe's WebQuest [Textual Healing] - AgentBlue - 11-04-2011 Iriri Wrote:Of course you shouldn't. He took the time to write a response, if anything, he should be GRATIFIED if you chose not to follow his advice! It would make the response entirely pointless. >Of course! Find Boxborg and WEAR HIM! You know, if he wasn't long gone already. Rats. >In that case, head back out - it's time to SCROUNGE SOME CARDBOARD (and maybe some spikes). Re: GreyGabe's WebQuest [Textual Healing] - GreyGabe - 11-08-2011 Iriri Wrote:Of course you shouldn't. He took the time to write a response, if anything, he should be GRATIFIED if you chose not to follow his advice! It would make the response entirely pointless.There is that. Nopor Puss does appreciate it when his efforts are completely pointless, rather than just mostly pointless. But wouldnât it be even more pointless if you followed his advice halfway, by actually making the armor, and then just abandon it somewhere? That way, heâs wasting his time, and your own! Thatâs, like, pointlessness by proxy! Yeah, Iâm not entirely sure why you would want that, either. AgentBlue Wrote:>In that case, head back out - it's time to SCROUNGE SOME CARDBOARD (and maybe some spikes).Okay! Uh⦠where should you go look for cardboard? Or spikes? You extricate yourself from MrGuy, leaving him unconscious on the floor. He should be fine, right? Anyway⦠You head out, looking around pensively. Hmm⦠Aha! Inspiration strikes. You run toward Cool Shit Alley. You head towards the oldest adventures, a few of which are boarded up and closed. After prying away some of the cheap plywood, a careful, precise application of Your Mitts causes a window to crash inward, and after that itâs fairly easy to enter. You snoop around, and after a few different buildings, hit paydirt. Itâs a well known fact that different adventures have different styles, and youâve finally managed to find one that looks like an actual theater, with a stage and props and everything. Props which have been packed⦠into cardboard boxes! With exacting care and a gentle touch, you scatter the props all hell to breakfast, emptying and then flattening out the Cardboard Boxes, to stow them away into your Gallifreyan Satchel. You leave the props, in case anybody decides to revive these grand old shows. A few more acts of vandalism, followed by breaking and entering, and you have all of the cardboard you need to make some fine armor. Some damn fine useless armor. All this work seems to have strengthened you up a bit. Youâd better find some spikes pretty quick, though, because your Gallifreyan Satchel doesnât have an infinite capacity. All that cardboard fits, but things are beginning to get a bit cramped in there. Hmm⦠spikes spikes spikes⦠Where the hell are you going to find spikes? Well, worry about that later. You head home, and quicky assemble your cardboard into a suit of armor, using up some more of your Duct Tape. You examine your Worthless Cardboard Armor with a very small measure of pride. It actually looks like you could wear it without it falling apart within minutes. It would be far from comfortable though, and it still needs some spikes (or some sort of spike substitute) before itâs done and you can abandon it by a dumpster somewhere. Or you could abandon this whole project and go do something else. That would render this all pretty pointless too. Re: GreyGabe's WebQuest [Texting, Texting, 123] - Dragon Fogel - 11-08-2011 >Maybe there's a spike trap in your basement! You should totally go down there in the armor and look for some spikes. Re: GreyGabe's WebQuest [Texting, Texting, 123] - AgentBlue - 11-09-2011 >Play around with your console, and see if you can spawn any spikes somehow. Re: GreyGabe's WebQuest [Texting, Texting, 123] - SleepingOrange - 11-10-2011 >Pointlessly abandoning already-pointless projects on the pointless advice of the master of pointlessness would be pretty pointless. Buuut since you're doing this to be pointless, then being pointless would have a point: pointlessness. So maybe the most pointless thing you could do is complete the project entirely and then set fire to it or something before ever wearing it. Or is that meta-pointlessness? Is having a goal the same as having a point? Just... Get some freaking coffee and pretend that's somehow playing into Nopor Puss's plans. Re: GreyGabe's WebQuest [Texting, Texting, 123] - GreyGabe - 11-12-2011 Dragon Fogel Wrote:>Maybe there's a spike trap in your basement! You should totally go down there in the armor and look for some spikes.Hmm⦠maybe. You guess youâll check. You pull on the armor and clunk your way downstairs. Itâs really dark down here! âHey!â âThat wouldnât protect you if I really wanted to eat you, you know.â âYeah, I know. The massive amounts of poison I ingested five minutes ago should help in that regard. Anyway, are there any spike traps down here?â âWhat? Spike traps?â The creature seems genuinely confused, âWhy would there be any spike traps down here? I mean, if you wanted to have one installed, I know a guy who knows a guy⦠we could put it right at the foot of the stairs, and--â âNevermind. See ya later.â âWait! Did you really eat poison before coming down here?â You sense the creature drawing closer. âOf course not! What do I look like, an idiââ You glance down at your cardboard clad physique. âActually, donât answer that. However! I did bring this.â You turn on the flashlight that you found upstairs. A beam of light shines forth, pushing back the darkness. The creature hisses and draws back. You begin to move up the stairs, flashlight pointed behind you. âHeh, you have to wake up pretty early in the morning to pull one over on me.â âI never sleep.â Almost as he says this, the flashlight flickers and dies. Oh damn. You beat feet up the stairs as fast as you can, claws skittering somewhere behind you. You reach the top and slam the door closed as something thumps against it, hard. Maaaaaaybe you should just stay out of there for a while. SleepingOrange Wrote:>Pointlessly abandoning already-pointless projects on the pointless advice of the master of pointlessness would be pretty pointless. Buuut since you're doing this to be pointless, then being pointless would have a point: pointlessness. So maybe the most pointless thing you could do is complete the project entirely and then set fire to it or something before ever wearing it.Oh jeeze now youâve given yourself a headache. You walk into the kitchen and start a pot. When itâs finished, you pour in the creamer and read your fortune. (Outlook obscured. Try again later. Lucky Item: Spellbook) âDid you see that, Zach? Thatâs never happened to me before. The coffee has always given me results! Hmm⦠I wonder what it could mean⦠Wait. Who am I talking to?â You down the coffee. Delicious! You gain a wisdomosity point and some caffeine points from the fortune and the coffee, respectively. AgentBlue Wrote:>Play around with your console, and see if you can spawn any spikes somehow.Okay⦠you'll take a look, but the Console mostly has three functions. It lets you start new buildings, which youâve already done. It lets you transport yourself to any other console that belongs to you (currently you only have one other, in MSPA City). And it serves as a checkpoint of sorts if you happen to die horribly somewhere. Youâll revive, intact, at the last console you interacted with. You fiddle with it a bit, but the âSpawn Spikeâ command must be a really well hidden function. Hmm⦠Stats: Re: GreyGabe's WebQuest [Texting, Texting, 123] - Dragon Fogel - 11-12-2011 >The solution is obvious! Create a new thread with spikes in it and take them from there. Re: GreyGabe's WebQuest [Texting, Texting, 123] - MaxieSatan - 11-12-2011 > Take the spikes from the pineapple, creating MIGHTY FRUIT ARMOR. Re: GreyGabe's WebQuest [Texting, Texting, 123] - AgentBlue - 11-12-2011 >Root around in your fridge and find some PIKE. If you can find a pair of ESSES somewhere, you're set! Re: GreyGabe' WebQue t [Texting, Texting, 123] - GreyGabe - 11-16-2011 Dragon Fogel Wrote:>The solution is obvious! Create a new thread with spikes in it and take them from there.â¦Seems like a lot of work to go to to get some spikes for some armor that youâre probably going to burn and/or eat. Your plate is pretty full to try for another adventure as it is, anyway, and you donât know how you would implement deadly spikes elsewhere. MrGuy Wrote:> Take the spikes from the pineapple, creating MIGHTY FRUIT ARMOR.Thatâs silly, but at least has the added benefit of appealing to your inherent laziness in that you donât have to go anywhere or do anything to get them. Thankfully, Schazer left behind the spiny outards of the pineapple when she left. You section them off into individual spikes and carefully tape them onto the inside of the armor. You test it out. Itâs uncomfortable, but you think itâs really supposed to be more⦠excruciating? Yeah, thatâs what youâre going for. Your Worthless Cardboard Armor is now Stupid Uncomfortable Cardboard Armor. AgentBlue Wrote:Reply with quoteYou have pike in the fridge? â¦You have Pike in the fridge. You didnât even know you could get that here. Now, esses, esses, where will you get some esses⦠Oooooh, inspiration! Theeeeere we go. You doubt anyone will notice that. Almost certainly. You now have A Pair of Esses. Now, just a little Duct Tape and some good olâ Eagle Timean ingenuity⦠There we go! You now have your very own set of sPikes (unfortunately the only Esses you could find were lower case). The fact that that worked strikes you as being rather⦠fishy. Oh gog that was painful. You should be⦠pun-ished. Zing! Oh gaaaah that didnât feel too good either. You should stop making puns before you really hurt yourself. Okay, a little more Duct Tape, some harsh words, and your Completely Moronic Spiked Cardboard Armor of Excruciating Uselessness is complete. It looks pretty good, if you do say so yourself. Which you donât, but you know⦠if. Of course, now you have no idea what to do with it, but hey. Oh, and look! MrGuy is gone. He must have wandered off at some point. You hope he wasnât hurt too badly. Eh, heâll probably walk it off. Now! What to do with this armor? Stats: Re: GreyGabe' WebQue t [Texting, Texting, 123] - Dragon Fogel - 11-16-2011 >Find some unsuspecting sap to sell the armor to. Re: GreyGabe' WebQue t [Texting, Texting, 123] - AgentBlue - 11-16-2011 >To save space, see if you can compress the armor into an image file somehow. Re: GreyGabe' WebQue t [Texting, Texting, 123] - Woffles - 11-20-2011 If btp is still in a ren fair haze, you could probably sell him anything. Re: GreyGabe' WebQue t [Texting, Texting, 123] - GreyGabe - 11-22-2011 Woffles Wrote:If btp is still in a ren fair haze, you could probably sell him anything.This thing isnât even up to elementary school science fair standards, much less ren faire standards! You think youâve humiliated yourself in front of quite enough of your fellow forumites so far today. Although that hasnât stopped you yet⦠you'll keep an eye out for him. AgentBlue Wrote:>To save space, see if you can compress the armor into an image file somehow.âKay. Well, itâs flatter now, but you donât know how youâre going to get it back out of there. Dragon Fogel Wrote:>Find some unsuspecting sap to sell the armor to.You drag the image down to general square. âArmor here! Get yer armor here! Very nearly intact, never been worn! Guaranteed to protect you from such dangers as rampaging butterflies, light rains, and bird droppings! Armor here! Get yer armor here!â Surprisingly nobody seems to want your Completely Moronic Spiked Cardboard Armor of Excruciating Uselessness. You canât imagine why that might be. Not even btp. Sigh. Wait! An idea strikes you! You drag your CMSCAoEU to Cool Shit Alley. You approach the Adventure Theater labeled âHiphop Squirrel Epidemic: Chinese Cardboard Revolution.â Entering, you find that youâre not the only one who thought of this. You promptly drop off the armor. Brilliant. Now, it can be completely useless for someone else! You're not entirely sure how you just did that. You finish your taco as you figure out what to do next. Re: GreyGabe' WebQue t [Texting, Texting, 123] - Iriri - 11-22-2011 Go home and read a book, foo'. It's good fo' yo' mind. Re: GreyGabe' WebQue t [Texting, Texting, 123] - Schazer - 11-27-2011 See what else you can compress into image files. Alternatively, see if you can perfect technology to extract things from image files. Re: GreyGabe' WebQue t [Texting, Texting, 123] - Dragon Fogel - 11-27-2011 >Look for something to drink. That taco's probably left you thirsty. Re: GreyGabe' WebQue t [Texting, Texting, 123] - AgentBlue - 11-28-2011 Schazer Wrote:See what else you can compress into image files. And then find some way to convert those image files into CAPTCHA codes. Re: GreyGabe' WebQue t [Texting, Texting, 123] - Fabricati - 11-28-2011 Find a hobby! |