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Arcanuse · 11-20-2017, 02:43 PM

(Present Eva)Show

kilozombie · 11-22-2017, 01:37 AM

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(11-20-2017, 02:43 PM)Arcanuse Wrote: »
(Present Eva)Show

>Strike the major seams first, breaking off the upper arms. (Red)
>Aim for the minor seams second, breaking off the small limbs. (Blue)
>Finish off monster by striking the middle. (Green)
Victory through systematic dismantling.

(11-20-2017, 06:47 AM)Lordlyhour Wrote: »>To Past E X A
>Through The Tunnels Of Timespace
>In A Private Chat

I Pose A Quandry
You've Done This Time Stuff Before
Need Some Help With Stuff

Need Information
I Do Not Have Yet. So This
Is My Current Plan

Will Watch "Now" You Hit
MOCHA ENDING Precisely
Then Tell "Past" You Where

To Inflict Max Damage
And Then You Remember It;
Bootstrap Paradox

A Viable Plan?
Need To Know, Lives Are At Stake
Yours Is Among Them

You remember.

You were laying back in your bed. Everything seemed hilarious.

[Image: zcnMGZ4.png]

Privatelog (Zack)Show

Three strikes.

A combo.

[Image: uJQ7Kk2.gif]

You remember.

You hear it turn and begin winding up an attack.

PUNS

Gene exclaims, "Th-thank you. Holy... f-fucking shit! Holy fucking shit, ALL OF THAT! HOLY SHIT, YOU FUCKING DEMOLISHED IT, EVA!"

You nod.

"I didn't thank I'd think you'd were," says Dinkalsen, his fear beginning to diminish, if only slightly. "Salutations."

You nod.

[Image: 5KkE2WC.png]

The room behind them begins to creak.

[Image: XZPf7jm.gif]

It has fallen down beyond the Nickel.

[Image: SFdwPJr.gif]

Queue begins to approach slowly. His coughing is gone, but he seems much worse for wear than before.

"Eva, Inhabitant," he says quietly, "W-What's going on? Why can't I fly back up?"

Gene turns slowly to face Queue, and her mouth grows slowly agape. Something is wrong. "Queue, I-I can't-- what was-- that, a-at the end? I couldn't hear."

The man begins to shimmer. "I-Is this what... is this... th-the... Is it the height that protects you, or a fact of this universe?" You ready your precise fore. Gene struggles to say anything at all. Dinkalsen backs up shakily. "I'm n-not myself, G-Gene, p-please... h-help... Am I doomed to this depth, even if I happened to have all of you within me? Is that what they wanted?"

What do you do?

Author's NoteShow

Arcanuse · 11-22-2017, 03:48 AM

Or der l o gShow

kilozombie · 11-22-2017, 09:11 AM

(11-22-2017, 03:48 AM)Arcanuse Wrote: »
Or der l o gShow
CoOolZck
>...Test ing, te sting. One, t w o, th r ee.
Yo you kn ow, tha t is a ver y g ood quest ion.
ow ow ow ow ow my eye ow thats gonna leave a mark
>M M monster is dead.
Wha t did th ey w ant, h m m ?
sodding dimensional whiplash
>I repeeat, mo onster is dead.
To c l i p the a n g e l s wi ngs, lea ving them in this wast ing pit?
smarts like you wouldn't believe
>We el, the tu tube monst er, an yways.
I've hea rd wha t the r e s i d e n t s hav e had t to say ab ou t you, y o u know.
would think conjuring up a big ol aspirin would be easy
>Mo cha end ing still live s.
I mus t admi t, th ey left m e ver y cu ri ous.
well it would be if it weren't for the whiplash
>it h as claim ed hunk s machine, it is try ing to assimilate hunk
No ent ity wil l perf orm an a cti on without a rea ason, afte r all.
>bu ut, the re is time, att empting tal ks with mocha end
At leas t, no entities tha t sh ould exist ju st yet.
ow
>eye vanish ed, nasty dimensional wh iplash, c r i p e s avoid ed the wor st
So.
>min d interf ace with IA maule d, wi i il be wo rki ng o
Woul d yo ou ou be a d e a r and cea se assimil ating the un lu cky sap?
>n rep air
I'm int er est ed in rea ching an agree ment, poss ibly one of mutual ben efit.
Bu ut, yo u hav e to rel ease the un lucky sap fir st, cea se dig ig ing into their skull.
Th e r e s i d e n t s nee d a sign you would cea se att empts to harm or con con trol them, at least for a t i m e.
th e inc ent ive carrot is free dom f r o m here.
You do not want the stick.
>Sho oul d fin ish major repa irs b y next communication.

You are Geneviève “Gene” Mâché.
[Image: E30HVIq.gif]

ChatlogShow

Your friends are incredible. Really something to behold at. Your pals Queue and Eva just saved your life back there-- perhaps from a fate worse than death. Yet now you stand even more petrified than before.

"I-It hurts, but it's such a good kind of hurting, G-Gene... Did you know that pipes don't have nerve endings? That's not counting how long ...e-everything h-has been so p-pointless... on account of my lack of ANYTHING. Watching them. Keeping track of their score counts. Oh, it'll kill me, it'll all reset, so long as there's only one team left. And it's not like Queue can die. So why don't we make the yellow team win?" He coughs, lowers his head, and blinks furiously.

"Q-Queue," you gasp weakly, offering an out. "Wh-what the hell is happening to you? How a-are we even s-supposed to get up, i-is anyone working on that?"

Dinkalsen stammers, "Doing work u-up they're, there doing a-at. Tipsy and all the beneficiaries. Queue, p-please go normal again."

"Get closer. His legs aren't strong yet. I hate this body, but I can't do any better now. I want so badly to snap your drunk body in half, but here I am, with empty threats. EMPTY WORDS. UNTIL THAT TERMINAL LANDS, MY WORDS ARE SO, SO VERY EMPTY."

The air is freezing. Every minute you spend here, it gets worse.

Lordlyhour · 11-22-2017, 01:07 PM

>Shifting To A Longer Rhyme
> It's COMPULSIVE ORDERING Time
>Luckily Limericks
>Fit My Poem Gimmick
>Not Fucking Up Would Be Sublime

>Chiral Our Asses To Yellow
>And ORDER That Lovely Queue Fellow
>To Fall Straight To Sleep
>Immediate And Deep
>So I Can Stop Shaking Like Jello

Slightly Crossed My Moral Border
To Give Crast A Compulsive Order
Told The Dear Chap
To Have a Nap
To Deal With His Possession Disorder

I Swear If Someone Blocks It
I'll Lose ALL OF MY SHIT
Infinite Outrage
To Fill Every Page
With Poorly Rhymed Poeming FITS

Though Knowing Our Luck
Sleeping Will Make It All Worse
I Swear To The Gods

I Will Grow An Arm
For The Purpose Of Violence
If They Keep This Up

Obnoxious MOCHA
Or Whatever This Thing Is
That Keeps Butting In

Arcanuse · 11-22-2017, 04:14 PM

Orrrder LgShow

Coolslaw
>n e g o t i a t i o n s
>continue
ahhh,
g o d h o o d.
What a
h e a d y
feeling.
p o w e r,
c o n t r o l...
...A r r o g a n c e.
it's that last
o n e
that led
y o u
to
b e i n g
h e r e,
isn't it?
it's a funny thing,
p o w e r.
Always assume
y o u r
in the right, and everything else will follow.
and if
s o m e o n e
dares question your oh so holy self righteousness?
you
k i l l
them.
But, you wanted to know the
c a r r o t,
not to be analyzed.
A l r i g h t.
the
c a r r o t
is helping you break the cycle.
I'm guessing this isn't
y o u r
first round here, am I
r i g h t?
Even when you
a s s i m i l a t e
all 52 players, you never find the 53rd.
After all, if
y o u
did we wouldn't be talking right now.
So you try
a g a i n .
and
a g a i n.
and
a g a i n.
E v e r y t h i n g
you can think of, you
t r y.
But you
h a p p e n
to be missing a very important tool.
You can't
r e a c h
outside your
p r i s o n.
That's what this place really is, isn't it?
A prison,
j u s t
f o r
y o u.
A
p r i s o n
that I, and the others, exist outside.
Something you
m i g h t
have noticed when you tampered with my ritual.
Can't say I'm too
b i t t e r
about that, although attempting to
a s s i m i l a t e
the
r e s i d e n t s
certainly didn't help your case.
But I'm
r a m b l i n g,
you want to know what I'm offering in
o u r
little deal.
Power.
R e f i n e d,
p r o c e s s e d,
p o w e r.
without a willing assistant, my power can only flail in the dark, searching for a
w o r l d
it can't even enter.
Of course, even with my
a s s i s t a n t
my power must follow rules.
Rules that, would take
q u i t e
some time to learn.
Y o u
did learn them, didn't you?
With my
p o w e r and your
u n d e r s t a n d i n g,
crafting a new vessel for you should be
e a s y
as can be.
Now, that's the
c a r r o t
on offer.
P o w e r,
a new
b o d y,
and freedom from this prison of yours.
All for the
l o w
price of cooperation, patience and releasing the
r e s i d e n t
from your grasp.
...And
y o u r
side of the story.
Quite a
b a r g a i n,
if I say so myself.

kilozombie · 11-23-2017, 08:26 AM

(11-22-2017, 04:14 PM)Arcanuse Wrote: »
Orrrder LgShow
Coolslaw
>n e g o t i a t i o n s
>continue
ahhh,
g o d h o o d.
What a
h e a d y
feeling.
p o w e r,
c o n t r o l...
...A r r o g a n c e.
it's that last
o n e
that led
y o u
to
b e i n g
h e r e,
isn't it?
it's a funny thing,
p o w e r.
Always assume
y o u r
in the right, and everything else will follow.
and if
s o m e o n e
dares question your oh so holy self righteousness?
you
k i l l
them.
But, you wanted to know the
c a r r o t,
not to be analyzed.
A l r i g h t.
the
c a r r o t
is helping you break the cycle.
I'm guessing this isn't
y o u r
first round here, am I
r i g h t?
Even when you
a s s i m i l a t e
all 52 players, you never find the 53rd.
After all, if
y o u
did we wouldn't be talking right now.
So you try
a g a i n .
and
a g a i n.
and
a g a i n.
E v e r y t h i n g
you can think of, you
t r y.
But you
h a p p e n
to be missing a very important tool.
You can't
r e a c h
outside your
p r i s o n.
That's what this place really is, isn't it?
A prison,
j u s t
f o r
y o u.
A
p r i s o n
that I, and the others, exist outside.
Something you
m i g h t
have noticed when you tampered with my ritual.
Can't say I'm too
b i t t e r
about that, although attempting to
a s s i m i l a t e
the
r e s i d e n t s
certainly didn't help your case.
But I'm
r a m b l i n g,
you want to know what I'm offering in
o u r
little deal.
Power.
R e f i n e d,
p r o c e s s e d,
p o w e r.
without a willing assistant, my power can only flail in the dark, searching for a
w o r l d
it can't even enter.
Of course, even with my
a s s i s t a n t
my power must follow rules.
Rules that, would take
q u i t e
some time to learn.
Y o u
did learn them, didn't you?
With my
p o w e r and your
u n d e r s t a n d i n g,
crafting a new vessel for you should be
e a s y
as can be.
Now, that's the
c a r r o t
on offer.
P o w e r,
a new
b o d y,
and freedom from this prison of yours.
All for the
l o w
price of cooperation, patience and releasing the
r e s i d e n t
from your grasp.
...And
y o u r
side of the story.
Quite a
b a r g a i n,
if I say so myself.

(11-22-2017, 01:07 PM)Lordlyhour Wrote: »>Shifting To A Longer Rhyme
> It's COMPULSIVE ORDERING Time
>Luckily Limericks
>Fit My Poem Gimmick
>Not Fucking Up Would Be Sublime

>Chiral Our Asses To Yellow
>And ORDER That Lovely Queue Fellow
>To Fall Straight To Sleep
>Immediate And Deep
>So I Can Stop Shaking Like Jello

Slightly Crossed My Moral Border
To Give Crast A Compulsive Order
Told The Dear Chap
To Have a Nap
To Deal With His Possession Disorder

I Swear If Someone Blocks It
I'll Lose ALL OF MY SHIT
Infinite Outrage
To Fill Every Page
With Poorly Rhymed Poeming FITS

Though Knowing Our Luck
Sleeping Will Make It All Worse
I Swear To The Gods

I Will Grow An Arm
For The Purpose Of Violence
If They Keep This Up

Obnoxious MOCHA
Or Whatever This Thing Is
That Keeps Butting In

INPUT AGGREGATOR: im just gonna
INPUT AGGREGATOR: post ur whitespace in an empty privatelog
INPUT AGGREGATOR: so big ol god sees it

Privatelog (zildch)Show

Coolslaw: ahhh,
Coolslaw: g o d h o o d.
Coolslaw: What a
Coolslaw: h e a d y
Coolslaw: feeling.
Coolslaw: p o w e r,
Coolslaw: c o n t r o l...
Coolslaw: ...A r r o g a n c e.
Coolslaw: it's that last
Coolslaw: o n e
Coolslaw: that led
Coolslaw: y o u
Coolslaw: to
Coolslaw: b e i n g
Coolslaw: h e r e,
Coolslaw: isn't it?
Coolslaw: it's a funny thing,
Coolslaw: p o w e r.
Coolslaw: Always assume
Coolslaw: y o u r
Coolslaw: in the right, and everything else will follow.
Coolslaw: and if
Coolslaw: s o m e o n e
Coolslaw: dares question your oh so holy self righteousness?
Coolslaw: you
Coolslaw: k i l l
Coolslaw: them.
Coolslaw: But, you wanted to know the
Coolslaw: c a r r o t,
Coolslaw: not to be analyzed.
Coolslaw: A l r i g h t.
Coolslaw: the
Coolslaw: c a r r o t
Coolslaw: is helping you break the cycle.
Coolslaw: I'm guessing this isn't
Coolslaw: y o u r
Coolslaw: first round here, am I
Coolslaw: r i g h t?
Coolslaw: Even when you
Coolslaw: a s s i m i l a t e
Coolslaw: all 52 players, you never find the 53rd.
Coolslaw: After all, if
Coolslaw: y o u
Coolslaw: did we wouldn't be talking right now.
Coolslaw: So you try
Coolslaw: a g a i n .
Coolslaw: and
Coolslaw: a g a i n.
Coolslaw: and
Coolslaw: a g a i n.
Coolslaw: E v e r y t h i n g
Coolslaw: you can think of, you
Coolslaw: t r y.
Coolslaw: But you
Coolslaw: h a p p e n
Coolslaw: to be missing a very important tool.
Coolslaw: You can't
Coolslaw: r e a c h
Coolslaw: outside your
Coolslaw: p r i s o n.
Coolslaw: That's what this place really is, isn't it?
Coolslaw: A prison,
Coolslaw: j u s t
Coolslaw: f o r
Coolslaw: y o u.
Coolslaw: A
Coolslaw: p r i s o n
Coolslaw: that I, and the others, exist outside.
Coolslaw: Something you
Coolslaw: m i g h t
Coolslaw: have noticed when you tampered with my ritual.
Coolslaw: Can't say I'm too
Coolslaw: b i t t e r
Coolslaw: about that, although attempting to
Coolslaw: a s s i m i l a t e
Coolslaw: the
Coolslaw: r e s i d e n t s
Coolslaw: certainly didn't help your case.
Coolslaw: But I'm
Coolslaw: r a m b l i n g,
Coolslaw: you want to know what I'm offering in
Coolslaw: o u r
Coolslaw: little deal.
Coolslaw: Power.
Coolslaw: R e f i n e d,
Coolslaw: p r o c e s s e d,
Coolslaw: p o w e r.
Coolslaw: without a willing assistant, my power can only flail in the dark, searching for a
Coolslaw: w o r l d
Coolslaw: it can't even enter.
Coolslaw: Of course, even with my
Coolslaw: a s s i s t a n t
Coolslaw: my power must follow rules.
Coolslaw: Rules that, would take
Coolslaw: q u i t e
Coolslaw: some time to learn.
Coolslaw: Y o u
Coolslaw: did learn them, didn't you?
Coolslaw: With my
Coolslaw: p o w e r and your
Coolslaw: u n d e r s t a n d i n g,
Coolslaw: crafting a new vessel for you should be
Coolslaw: e a s y
Coolslaw: as can be.
Coolslaw: Now, that's the
Coolslaw: c a r r o t
Coolslaw: on offer.
Coolslaw: P o w e r,
Coolslaw: a new
Coolslaw: b o d y,
Coolslaw: and freedom from this prison of yours.
Coolslaw: All for the
Coolslaw: l o w
Coolslaw: price of cooperation, patience and releasing the
Coolslaw: r e s i d e n t
Coolslaw: from your grasp.
Coolslaw: ...And
Coolslaw: y o u r
Coolslaw: side of the story.
Coolslaw: Quite a
Coolslaw: b a r g a i n,
Coolslaw: if I say so myself.

ChatlogShow

"I-I think there did that," says Dinkalsen weakly, starting to take long, heavy breaths. "He's... a sleeping. C-Congratulations."

[Image: 3HWapD7.gif]

ChatlogShow

You and Dinkalsen approach. Eva gives him a few gentle nudges with the golf club, to which you say, "Don't-- y-you-- shitsake, you're gonna wake him up like that!"

"Compulsive orderings," Spank mutters. "He gotta sleep. I order to sleeping my troops all the time and they do it forever really good until I cancel orders."

God.

The idea that you're STILL just a pawn in some greater game fucks you up, harshly. It still stings that you've used- precisely- this tactic, to keep a pawn docile for long enough to move him into position. You've used it on Y4. You've used it on Y5. G5. G1, Y12... you've used it on Geneviève, Eva, Oats, Yuptam... you've used it on people, names and not numbers, faces and not lines of script. You've used it on every one of your friends, and you've killed every one of your friends multiple times over.

Stings.

Hurts.

The air, which is frigid more than ever, doesn't help.

Once again you find your mind wandering, wishing you were somebody else, wishing you were anybody else-- perhaps somebody better, less like you, less...

Less of a murdering powergaming scumbag because that's completely what you feel like, here!!

[Image: IpueRU4.png]

Another CHARACTER SELECTION SCREEN is thrown up, with six possible options. It seems the Inhabitant by the username of Levyyts does not particularly want an invasion at this time.

Lordlyhour · 11-23-2017, 10:00 AM

SpoilerShow

>Hrrm. We Really Should
>Look At Those Battle Logs Soon
>Before We Forget

Be The Red Team Guy
What Done Got Freed By Grenade
He Seems A Cool Chap

Past EXA ChatShow

Arcanuse · 11-23-2017, 05:49 PM

OrderlogShow

Privatelog (zildch)Show

kilozombie · 11-24-2017, 05:40 AM

(11-23-2017, 10:00 AM)Lordlyhour Wrote: »
Past EXA ChatShow
>Blah Blah Timetunnels
>Etcetera And So On
>Past EXA Chat Time

I Forgot To Say
Just Watched You Beat Up A God
Radical Moves, Yo

I Doubt Future Fights
Will Be Quite So Easy Though
Sans Bootstrap Combat

And I Am In Doubt
The Tactic Will Work Again
Its A Hunch I have

(11-23-2017, 05:49 PM)Arcanuse Wrote: »
Privatelog (zildch)Show
Coolzack

Not terribly bothered.
Of course, being able to skim conversations when so inclined helps with that.
As for the Eye, your not the only one surprised by that outcome.
Were the circumstances better, I would be inclined to explore further.
Untapped potential is terribly fascinating, you understand.

As for what power I offer...
How would you like to usurp the one outside?
I could make it happen.
Assist in your escape from this prison, and becoming something more.
Every king needs a kingmaker, after all.
Even set you up with a lovely dimension to guide and rule as you see fit.
A nice place where Queue wouldn't bother you again.

...Or, I could cut you a different deal.
I would rather not offer this, but the residents benefit either way.
Your prison has two exits.
One intended, and the other a...
"Backdoor" let's say.
The residents couldn't take this option.
Too solid, too many physical requirements.
You on the other hand could survive the process.
The only catch is I can make no guarantees where you end up.
Alive, certainly.
No immediate threat or danger to your well being, either.
Could even provide enough power to generate a suitable vessel on the other end.
Pick this choice and you would never have to hear of Queue or their friends again.

However, that would be all you get if you choose that option.
Your on your own afterwards.

Regardless of your choice, I am...
Forced to fulfill the terms to the best of my ability.
The spirit of the terms, not just the letter.

Privatelog (cripesalmighty)Show

Privatelog (zildch)Show

A double chat again? Spicy. This time you spam a dead BLUE TEAM member with some more messages. Poor guy.

INPUT AGGREGATOR: lemme know if u wanna get those battle logs up n stuff
INPUT AGGREGATOR: and also lemme know if u wanna like cack out and relax cus wow has shit been high octane latelt lmao
INPUT AGGREGATOR: like i could just pause the game and we could do art for an hour id be down

(11-23-2017, 05:49 PM)Arcanuse Wrote: »
OrderlogShow
Coolzack
>Been busy negotiating.
>Pricey. For me anyways.
>You folks won't have to worry about that too much.
>No solid agreement just yet.
>Discussion has been interesting at least.

>Some of Haiku Zacks lines are meant for other Zacks, not you folks.

(11-23-2017, 10:00 AM)Lordlyhour Wrote: »
SpoilerShow
Don't Always Haiku
I Run With Structured Poems
When Verbosity Calls

Limericks Are A Type
Of Shortform Poem That Let
Me Get More Stuff Done

Don't Do Them Often
I'm Rarely Annoyed Enough
To Bother With Rhyme

The Rules of A Limerick, You see
Are The Essence of Simplicity
Two Lines In Scheme A.
(You Also End It That way)
And In The Middle Goes Rhyming Scheme B

Can Do Rhymes For Fun
Enforced Rhyme Schemes? No Thank You
Not My Cup Of Tea

Gods Help The Fool That
Necessitates A Sonnet
Let Me Just Say That

This MOCHA GOOFBALL
Poking Their Nose In This Buisness
Has Riled Me Up

Speaking Of Business
Tars, Do You Know How To Make
Item Combiners?

Given That Given
A Single Tube, MOCHA NERD
Made That Huge Tube Beast

A Combinator
Could Be Used To Procure
Some Weapon Upgrades

In Case Of Room Beast
I Also Suggest You All
Check What You All Need

I Have A Feeling
More Grenades Might Be Handy
If It Comes To That

ChatlogShow

Zack: Don't Always Haiku
Zack: I Run With Structured Poems
Zack: When Verbosity Calls
1234567890: u5u4119 90u ju57 m4k3 m0r3 p03m5 wh1ch 1 d0n7 m1nd
tiptopGipgop: I’m confused about… if this is something you have to do.
Zack: Limericks Are A Type
Zack: Of Shortform Poem That Let
Zack: Me Get More Stuff Done
tiptopGipgop: Is it a compulsion? Like Numbers’ thing? Do you just like poems, like Exa likes symmmmetry?
Zack: Don't Do Them Often
Zack: I'm Rarely Annoyed Enough
Zack: To Bother With Rhyme
1234567890: rh9m1n6 15 fun 3v3n 1f 1 d0n7 41w495 637 17
YUPPERS: yes, yes. FUEL your JOKERY with your ANGER.
YUPPERS: your UNENDING FRUSTRATION.
Zack: The Rules of A Limerick, You see
Zack: Are The Essence of Simplicity
Zack: Two Lines In Scheme A.
Zack: (You Also End It That Way)
Zack: And In The Middle Goes Rhyming Scheme B
tiptopGipgop: Nice.
1234567890: n1c3 1 7h1nk?
1234567890: h3r3 13mm3 7r9
1234567890: uh
1234567890: 7h15 60dd4mn n33d d15p3n53r
1234567890: 15 hur71n6 0ur 5h4r3d 73mp3r
1234567890: 1d r47h3r 74k3 f116h7
1234567890: 1n70 7h3 6r347 116h7
1234567890: 7h4n d15p3n53 m0r3 u531355 p3pp3r
Tars Mossburg: “...Hey, rice-bowl, havin’ some tough time readin all that.”
Tars Mossburg: “Could we, a-ah-- talk on that later, when we don’t have so much of this goin’ on?”
1234567890: 50rr9. sorry.
tiptopGipgop: It’s better not to pester him on it.
1234567890: 175 0k49.
Zack: Can Do Rhymes For Fun
Zack: Enforced Rhyme Schemes? No Thank You
Zack: Not My Cup Of Tea
YUPPERS: sometimes ORDER can be the ONLY COMFORT in this WORLD OF OURS
YUPPERS: A TYPING SCHEME.
YUPPERS: A RHYMING SCHEME.
YUPPERS: something to OBSFUSCATE whoms’st’ we TRULY ARE.
YUPPERS: MASKS MAKE MASK PARTIES TOLERABLE
Zack: Gods Help The Fool That
Zack: Necessitates A Sonnet
Zack: Let Me Just Say That
Zack: This MOCHA GOOFBALL
Zack: Poking Their Nose In This Buisness
Zack: Has Riled Me Up
EXA: yeah
EXA: sure okay future junk ;)) :)) just go along with iiit
EXA: but
EXA: life suxxxa
1234567890: 11f3 d035n7 5uck 175 ju57 57r355fu1
tiptopGipgop: It’d be a lot better if, instead of constantly dispensing condiments, this thing gave us… literally anything else.
tiptopGipgop: News: We’ve tried everything from setting fire to the floor, falling off a pile of boxes, and talking sweetly to the need dispenser.
tiptopGipgop: Nothing but condiments.
YUPPERS: CONDIMENTS can be used to SAVE YOU from ALL THOSE THINGS.
YUPPERS: CLEARLY YOU ARE NOT TRYING.
Levyyts: Here
Levyyts has sent file invis-text-reader.cpg
Levyyts: Suspecting Zack does not require
Levyyts: But would be unfortunate if we were deafened still
: Tisane’s untapped potential is that which intends to overthrow me.
: Or pacify, at worst.
: That’s that whore’s doing. Her ‘closets monster’. I couldn’t close that gateway, and now you’ve thrown a wrench with violence into the space-time continuum.
: A lesser god would assume it was intended all along, but we are not powerless beings.
: Even you, liar, you liar.
Levyyts: Readable now.
: I hate the women in this nickel.
: All those still petulant survived.
Levyyts: Scrolling up
Levyyts: Retracing steps
Levyyts: Clearly Zack could see, have been communicating
Levyyts: Bargaining
tiptopGipgop: Oh, god.
tiptopGipgop: Literally.
EXA: zzz
EXA: seri usss lee
EXA: god talk
EXA: out date ddd trope.
: While I would love to make such a lovely power grab, it seems more sense to me that I can never ascend.
: Even assuming groups of 4 can leave en masse, that leaves a remainder of 1.
: And, besides-- it’s far from my intention to hurt Queue.
: He will improve.
: His future is brighter than yours, or mine, or anybody else’s here.
: And, I suspect, having him kill at least a few of the people here would be a fast first step to his… eventuality.
: You have 10 inhabitants as of now. You can earn 52 more. I’m seeing… nine kills he may obtain.
: Nine that may die without dooming your nickel forever.
: I’d love to have him do it.
tiptopGipgop: What the hell is wrong with you?
tiptopGipgop: How do you know his future, and-- what do you mean by 10 inhabitants?
: Not that it matters to me.
: I know where he goes.
: Even if this nickel was doomed, his future wouldn’t be.
YUPPERS: he’s CLEARLY doing a SCREW JOB with your HEAD.
YUPPERS: SO HE CAN KILL EVERYONE.
YUPPERS: for NEFARIOUS BUSINESS that is INDISCERNIBLE NOW.
tiptopGipgop: Like an elaborate Levyyts prank?
Levyyts: Lure
Levyyts: Allure, half-explanations
Levyyts: Entice with slight tid of info
Levyyts: Pour heart out
Levyyts: Continually grow more helpful
Levyyts: Endgame arrives:
Levyyts: It was all a joke
EXA: crap god
EXA: zero out o’’’ ten
EXA: zzz zzz zzz zero
Zack: Speaking Of Business
Zack: Tars, Do You Know How To Make
Zack: Item Combiners?
Tars Mossburg: “Ah, hum, ah… never really gave it a buncha thought!”
Tars Mossburg: “Oh, but I’m a real big fanna the whole, a-ah… alchemiting thing, the Heroes used t’do. Real elaborate setup. Actually used to send ‘em recommendations on what to alchemit, just for fun.”
tiptopGipgop: It’s true. Where else would have we gotten all that cool shit, by the end?
tiptopGipgop: That’s one thing I’d really like to try and need dispense, me and Numbers.
tiptopGipgop: If you’ve got any fresh ideas on how to help…
Tars Mossburg: “Ahey, well, never mind a chance to be with Oaty.”
Tars Mossburg: “...I get it’s been way too long since, a-ah… yeah.”
1234567890: 934h
1234567890: 90u c4n h31p, w3r3 k1nd4 d35p3r473 h3r3
1234567890: w3 N33D 70 637 3v3r90n3 84ck up h3r3 454p 1m 601n6 cr429 f0r h0w 10n6 175 74k1n6
Zack: Given That Given
Zack: A Single Tube, MOCHA NERD
Zack: Made That Huge Tube Beast
EXA: big mean
Zack: A Combinator
Zack: Could Be Used To Procure
Zack: Some Weapon Upgrades
Tars Mossburg: “The best kinda upgrades!”
Zack: In Case Of Room Beast
Zack: I Also Suggest You All
Zack: Check What You All Need
YUPPERS: a ROOM fell down the PIT
YUPPERS: a PIPE fell down the PIT
YUPPERS: TUBE MONSTER.
YUPPERS: how long until ROOM MONSTER is a WHITENED OUT PHRASE?
tiptopGipgop: I’m severely more worried about the terminal.
tiptopGipgop: Even if it’s just that one terminal that MOE (MOCHA ENDING, for short, yes) gets power over, that’s one session where he could swap chirality and give everyone compulsive orders to do whatever with each other.
: A personal playground?
: I would very, very much enjoy that.
: That’s in response to both the acquiring of this terminal and your offer, liar.
: But I wouldn’t want to see it until I’ve gone through with Queue’s… change.
: Even sleeping, he has an incredible dreamscape to manipulate.
tiptopGipgop: Oh, god, oh no, no--
tiptopGipgop: We need to get Queue up ASAP.
1234567890: W3R3 41R34D9 7R91N6
Tars Mossburg: “Headin’ over as fast as my li’l legs’ll take me!”
Zack: I Have A Feeling
Zack: More Grenades Might Be Handy
Zack: If It Comes To That
YUPPERS: NEED for GRENADE:
YUPPERS: to BLOW OPEN THE FLOOR.
YUPPERS: to have MOCHA DEATH DEVOUR US.
Levyyts: Seperately
Levyyts: Possibility:
Levyyts: Cripes needed to blow open the floor
Levyyts: To know about nickel beneath
Levyyts: To get to nickel
Levyyts: Eventually, ascend
Levyyts: Grenade was the biggest crux to our learning thus far
CoolZack: Been busy negotiating.
CoolZack: Pricey. For me anyways.
tiptopGipgop: I don’t at all like the idea of you giving MOE anything.
: I like it quite a bit.
: Zack is much less… fake, than you.
: A real person from a real place.
: We’re nothing like that.
CoolZack: You folks won't have to worry about that too much.
CoolZack: No solid agreement just yet.
EXA: just
EXA: may yyy yy’be
EXA: don’t trus ‘t everything
cripesalmighty: Hold on, sorry for the silence back there.
cripesalmighty: I just called everyone to a meeting where I’m going to discuss our futures!
cripesalmighty: Even the heroes. Give me a round of ‘ooo’ and ‘aaaa’, why don’t you?
tiptopGipgop: I don’t remember a meeting.
CoolZack: Discussion has been interesting at least.
: If demeaning.
CoolZack: Some of Haiku Zacks lines are meant for other Zacks, not you folks.
EXA: poem zack
EXA: nice 3434
EXA: not haiku
tiptopGipgop: …Can’t wait for Cripes to have an earpiece again.
tiptopGipgop: I’m missing her exasperated commentary.

You wander around the Nickel briefly. It seems Gene has begun looking up, dumbfounded, at the COMPOUND, and Dinkalsen has begun looking down, dumbfounded, at the 'pit'. You're most interested by the pile of pipe monster dust.

It's a gravelly texture, not unlike a piece of rubber and plastic mixed together by a blender. You wonder if, perhaps, your insanely precise aim was the cause of this, or if you simply did enough abstract 'damage' to explode it.

Hard to tell, with these things.

(11-23-2017, 10:00 AM)Lordlyhour Wrote: »Be The Red Team Guy
What Done Got Freed By GrenadeT
He Seems A Cool Chap

Easy. Lickety split. You're now him.
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Your username is Tars Mossburg. Your name is Mulligan 'Shanks' McKenzie.

You are a Carapacian, and previous royal knight of Prospit... but all that seems so far behind. So near, and yet so far behind. You were part of a game which settled peacefully, wherein the Heroes of two warring races found comfort in each other's company, and befriended a group of 52 moon-goers for many years. This, as well as all your other wonderful things you know about the world, forms your optimism-- a philosophy which has carried you through thick and thin, unblinded you and blinded you when necessary, and led you to being the conduit of many of your friends meeting each other.

You like meeting people. Meeting people is at the top of your preferred actions. Building friendships and helping people find the good in other unlike-minded people is so far up on your preferred actions that it has sat peacefully at the top like a wizard cap.

According to what you have learned in the last 25 minutes, you have a few responsibilities. Not only do you wish to be close at nearly all times to your lover and incredible friend, Oats, but you are now rapidly gaining back your initiative to help people-- through thick and thin, through revelation and hardship. You are mildly hungry. You are mildly thirsty. You are mildly cold. All this, and more, slips away in the back of your mind as you consider your acutely tough scenario.

But it's fine! You've made it through worse. Back when you were a knight on Prospit, you broke up any semblance of monotony or fear by crossing borders and making completely unexpected actions to bring the opposing guardships to work together to crack down on crime, as well as loosen up on minor crime. Where Prospit would let a murderer walk out of prison in a day, Derse would lock up a sweet-roll thief for life-- and you evened the odds enough to make things tolerable. So, too, do you intend to even the odds in this place, from vehement and insane to calm and understanding.

Other friends are trying to do the same.

Other people.

But you're the best at it. You've always been the best. You're Mulligan McKenzie, you're Shanks, you're the best mediator and the best boyfriend those two moons had ever known. Even a violent gash to the chest can't stop that.

Your interests include heroshit, inhereted by Gene and Tipsy, as well as maths, from Eva, and tinkering, from Oats. You hate coffee, and love tea. During your last few days on Prospit, you had the acute instinct to turn your halberd into a tasing shock stick. Tasers, let it be known, are your favorite non-lethal incapacitation devices.

But you don't have any of your favorite stuff here today. Your room is empty. It has been for months.

The only thing here for you was your earpiece, which you stashed healthily in your ear-- and the neat stack of 3 letters on the weird protrusion below the light. The top letter is from Oats, dated about six months ago.

The other two...

Who were they from, when were they from, and what are they about?

Vic · 11-24-2017, 05:52 AM

Mulligan
>The second letter is not a letter at all but a page from a once beloved book of knighthood and chivalry.
>The third is a personal invitation detailing the terms of your knighthood, sent to you by your queen herself.

Arcanuse · 11-24-2017, 08:42 PM

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kilozombie · 11-25-2017, 07:36 AM

(11-24-2017, 08:42 PM)Arcanuse Wrote: »
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Coolzack
Mmm.
Can't say I'm entirely happy with your choice.
The residents are, in a sense, us "Zack's" wards after all.
I suppose it is true that it would technically fulfill the letter of our assigned task.
But the spirit of our task was to rescue and recover the inhabitants of this particular session.
Not just the next one.
Funny how that works.
Now, I've been offering you your pick of several quality carrots.
Rather than take one, you opt to continue hunting the residents.
The remaining residents are still alive, and as long as that continues so will my offers.
But, if so much as one of the remaining residents dies, I will not be amused.
In fact, I will be very unhappy.
I trust you will make the right choice.

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Coolzack
>Hmm.
>You know, I don't believe the roof of the building has been checked.
>Not impossible that another resident lives up there.
>Don't suppose someone has a ladder to check?
>Already have a pickaxe to break through ceiling.

You get to work once again.
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Coolzack: Hmm.
Coolzack: You know, I don't believe the roof of the building has been checked.
Coolzack: Not impossible that another resident lives up there.
tiptopGipgop: This isn’t really the time.
EXA: get new!friend
EXA: sure okay why not
EXA: zzz
Coolzack: Don't suppose someone has a ladder to check?
Coolzack: Already have a pickaxe to break through ceiling.
YUPPERS: MAYBE.
YUPPERS: maybe.
Hunk Chudfest: itds dudck fi you ahdt to tbe on top all thrt rimte
Hunk Chudfest: hey i catnt see anythigng down the pit itsss so deep
: Why don’t we come to a compromise?
: You’ll be able to ascend… say, fifty two inhabitants.
: Plus the ten you’ve got right now. Like I said.
: Nine spare.
: Some of the ones you ascend… they’re clearly not important to you.
: You’ve not met them yet.
: Just reserve them for me.
: And you’ll inevitably screw up in other ways, you’ll lose some more.
: Let Queue do it, let me do it using him.
: With the first one you let me take, I might just tell you something helpful.
: ...For now, since you’re so convincing...
tiptopGipgop: No!
tiptopGipgop: No to all of that! You can’t have any of what you’re asking for, you son of a bitch.
tiptopGipgop: You’re not killing a single inhabitant, and that’s final.
tiptopGipgop: You can hide in your pit, you can even have whatever CZ gives you, if it's ONLY for you. But I’m not letting you hurt a single person.
tiptopGipgop: And I’m especially not going to let you screw with Queue’s head for a minute longer.
Tars Mossburg: “Woah, ah… er… Tipsy…”
Tars Mossburg: “Could ya please give it a minute? Negotiation is a real good thing. Nothing good ever came without a li’l negotiation.”
: Why must it always be my least favorite to come to my ‘rescue’?
: Like that god-like liar, I quite enjoy this snippy slut pretending she has any power.
: Liar, perhaps you should ORDER them to stop reading our messages.
: Or ORDER them to tell you everything they know. All of their secrets.
: Then, to avoid moral reprehensibility, since you seem to care…
: ORDER them to forget.
: Perhaps like you have before.
EXA: what
EXA: what
EXA: what
1234567890: h35 8u115h1771n6 90u
1234567890: 175 4 fuck1n6 13v9975 pr4nk
Tars Mossburg: “I-I’m not sure what this… order, thing, is all about? What’s that mean?”
tiptopGipgop: Please tell us this isn’t happening, Zack.
tiptopGipgop: ...please, God. The fact that we’re programming is bad enough, but…
cripesalmighty: This is awesome!
cripesalmighty: Your existence is so, so, so, so bad, huh???
Hunk Chudfest: queues sscreaming now
EXA: :f
Levyyts: …

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(11-24-2017, 05:52 AM)Vic Wrote: »Mulligan
>The second letter is not a letter at all but a page from a once beloved book of knighthood and chivalry.
>The third is a personal invitation detailing the terms of your knighthood, sent to you by your queen herself.

You splay the three things out on your... table, thing, and begin reading each one with immense attention.

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You can't help but tear up a little bit. If that was six months ago, what must his psyche be like now? You can only hope he found comfort somewhere. You love the l'il guy so much, but he can really hurt himself when he gets wrapped up in a bad idea. He might need additional hugs in the near future.

You read the rightmost paper next-- a ripped, worn page from a book, with additional writing at the bottom.

Torn PageShow

Encouraging. It's encouraging, and you make a mental note to ask Tipsy for details on the book later. You've always quite liked the optimistic fiction written after the two moons reached peacetime, written by a variety of Carapacian authors of various allegiances. The heroes were big fans, too.

It's best you don't think about what she said-- that you killed all those people. It wasn't you. It wasn't... you. Your hands, your arms, your tactical mind...

But it wasn't you. It couldn't have been.

You shudder and move on to the last letter.

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This one's an oddity. It's... chilling, at the least, and you have trouble telling until the very end if the intent is malicious. In addition, some of the things written don't seem to line up with what you thought the timeline was.

With all three read, now, you don't feel much better... in fact, you only feel more compelled to stop messing around. But where do you start?

Arcanuse · 11-25-2017, 07:44 PM

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Now, lets do a bit of digging, shall we?

Chiral:Battle Log
Search: R9, Y1, Y4, Y5, Y12, G1, G5, G7, G12
Don't really need to check R9, but may as well.

kilozombie · 11-25-2017, 09:27 PM

(11-25-2017, 07:44 PM)Arcanuse Wrote: »
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Coolzack
>Oh. Oh that is adorable.
>Both your "compromise" and your attempt at slander.
>Quite cheeky, if I say so myself.

>If such a thing had happened, it would have been outside the hands of us Zacks.
>As, in all likelihood, that would have been the action of one of the players above.
>IF it happened.
>And given the circumstance above, its doubtful the player responsible would still be alive.
>Probably because your counterpart up there may be the reason the situation is so dire in the first place.
>Nicopter certainly isn't in any condition to give any straight answers, that's for certain.
>BUT
>We Zacks can check.
>And if we find anything, well.
>We can talk about what to do if that happens.

>And past Exa?
>Could you please cease salting the wound.
>They're well aware of their situation.

Now, lets do a bit of digging, shall we?

Chiral:Battle Log
Search: R9, Y1, Y4, Y5, Y12, G1, G5, G7, G12
Don't really need to check R9, but may as well.

INPUT AGGREGATOR: im gonna guess u meant r13 cus hes tard mosburg
INPUT AGGREGATOR: actually wait holdup
INPUT AGGREGATOR: why m i bein a dick to tars lmao
INPUT AGGREGATOR: i was kinda pokin at u funnily earlier cus i mean everythin was so happy go lucky n stuff
INPUT AGGREGATOR: but i should probably be nicer cus we got this actual god dude tearin stuff up now lol
INPUT AGGREGATOR: ye ahaha ill cool it down sorry
INPUT AGGREGATOR: here yo i filtered out all the battle logs that werent about the peeps who are alive rn

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Coolzack: Oh. Oh that is adorable.
Coolzack: Both your "compromise" and your attempt at slander.
Coolzack: Quite cheeky, if I say so myself.
tiptopGipgop: Yeah. Yes!
EXA: cheeks???
EXA: beaks???
EXA: tweaks…
EXA: [4]
Coolzack: If such a thing had happened, it would have been outside the hands of us Zacks.
Coolzack: As, in all likelihood, that would have been the action of one of the players above.
Hunk Chudfest: wentrnytot otur meemorrties nes mremoved??
Coolzack: IF it happened.
Hunk Chudfest: ;::;:()(((( HJowd wo TOWe e KWNOW?
Coolzack: And given the circumstance above, its doubtful the player responsible would still be alive.
YUPPERS: the NIC and CRIPES from “ABOVEGROUND” are QUITE WELL AND DYING.
YUPPERS: if i RECALL.
YUPPERS: they’re MIGHTILY SCREWED in the BODY REGION.
Coolzack: Probably because your counterpart up there may be the reason the situation is so dire in the first place.
: They have a me, yes.
: From what I recall watching you, there was something terrible which seemed to… empty out their playing field.
: If it were my doing, I must say-- I’m happy with my handiwork.
: But it needed to happen anyhow, if they were to bring you into the mix.
: The ‘input aggregator’.
: Quite the entertaining device, liar.
Coolzack: Nicopter certainly isn't in any condition to give any straight answers, that's for certain.
tiptopGipgop: Not for long, but if we REALLY need an answer to a question… I feel like we should get it from him. We can choose when to ask, and come up with the best question that takes the least time to answer.
tiptopGipgop: He’s on death’s door, but not dead.
1234567890: 71m3 d1114710n 15 w31rd
Tars Mossburg: “Hey, ah… Levyyts, right? S’pose didn’t really want your name out… er. Ah… this letter you sent, it’s… tad confusing, some ways. Some of the stuff you’re saying in…”
Levyyts: Don’t relay
Levyyts: Meant for you, exclusively.
Coolzack: BUT
Coolzack: We Zacks can check.
Coolzack: And if we find anything, well.
Coolzack: We can talk about what to do if that happens.
tiptopGipgop: If it ends up being the worse of the two options, CZ, you might want to just lie to us.
tiptopGipgop: Maybe.
EXA: no jape
EXA: no lie
EXA: no joke
EXA: no cry.
Hunk Chudfest: pls ddont’tg bne true and tiss god messignty with our heads like ehre’s stlaking tot me i wantt go ogo gup it’s sCO COLD
Coolzack: And past Exa?
Coolzack: Could you please cease salting the wound.
Coolzack: They're well aware of their situation.
cripesalmighty: Sorry, ehhehhehhehh.
cripesalmighty: It’s just like reading a mystery novel where the author tries too hard to make things interesting….
cripesalmighty: Every 3-4 minutes, another massive revelation!
EXA: nice numb errs
1234567890: wh47
EXA: 34
1234567890: 0h, 9-34-h
: I think my terms are very clear, liar.
: I can’t imagine what sort of troubles you have with them.
tiptopGipgop: How about… every aspect?
tiptopGipgop: I’d start at ‘every aspect’ of your terms, that’s where the troubles lie.
tiptopGipgop: The fact that you’re apparently a god, yet need to bargain with people who literally lack any physical oversight over our nickel, is funny to me. It’s almost like you’re the one who’s lacking power here.
tiptopGipgop: I can keep up the trash talk all day, too. Cripes taught me a lot. And without Crast here to call me out on it, there’s really no limits.
Tars Mossburg: “--Agh, well, wouldn’t like to be a discount Queue, but you think maybe could focus on more important task at hand? Big old ladder, ah… oughta do something good, suppose. Better than nothing. On my way to that ‘need dispenser’!”
EXA: life-sux here
EXA: the nicc cell
EXA: pit zone
EXA: s---u---c---k

You check up on 3 versions of the same menu with different CHIRALITY, while chatting all the while. Terminal management is now a breeze.

You're still gonna have to pick which battle logs you want to delve further into, however.

Arcanuse · 11-25-2017, 11:50 PM

Friendly pawn Y4 vanquished G11.
...Oh dear.
IA, do not mention the contents of the Battlelog to the players.
When the time is right, we can talk to them as a whole about this.
Now is not that time.
Further, could you check these two logs for timestamps?
Friendly pawn Y4 vanquished G11.
Friendly pawn Y12 knocked out R13.

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Wonder if the room reached Mocha yet? Hm.
IA, don't suppose we have a camera we could check from?

kilozombie · 11-26-2017, 07:02 PM

(11-25-2017, 11:50 PM)Arcanuse Wrote: »Friendly pawn Y4 vanquished G11.
...Oh dear.
IA, do not mention the contents of the Battlelog to the players.
When the time is right, we can talk to them as a whole about this.
Now is not that time.
Further, could you check these two logs for timestamps?
Friendly pawn Y4 vanquished G11.
Friendly pawn Y12 knocked out R13.

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Coolzack
>Well.
>That was informative.
>For the time being, I will not be revealing the results.
>What happened happened, and its over.
>No shame in defending yourself, especially given the earlier circumstance with the red and blue teams.
>Did what you had to do to stay alive, yes?
>And right now we need all hands on deck, as it were.

>As for you Mocha, Tipsy had a point.
>You wouldn't offer a compromise at all if you had the power you think you do.
>So before I decide what your doing to Queue constitutes injury, I suggest you release them and consider my offers one last time.

>I would much rather have a valuable assistant in accomplishing my task than what I'll be forced to do if you won't comply.

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CoolZack
>Could you inform Gene that I may need their assistance shortly?
>I hope I won't, but I have a feeling it will be necessary.

Wonder if the room reached Mocha yet? Hm.
IA, don't suppose we have a camera we could check from?

INPUT AGGREGATOR: yeah i dunno haha
INPUT AGGREGATOR: it took like, a while for the pipe deal to fall in and shit
INPUT AGGREGATOR: im sure well know cus everyone will be ded lmao
INPUT AGGREGATOR: sorri that's not funny
INPUT AGGREGATOR: heres ur battle logs

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INPUT AGGREGATOR: and i chatted real good for you too ye

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Coolzack: Well.
Coolzack: That was informative.
Coolzack: For the time being, I will not be revealing the results.
tiptopGipgop: ...For what? Did you talk to Nicopter?
Coolzack: What happened happened, and its over.
EXA: hmm hmms
Hunk Chudfest: did dti yout tel himh we’r e ral people
Coolzack: No shame in defending yourself, especially given the earlier circumstance with the red and blue teams.
Coolzack: Did what you had to do to stay alive, yes?
cripesalmighty: Oh, have wee got some kind of murder mystery here?
cripesalmighty: I’m SO game.
tiptopGipgop: No, this isn’t-- this isn’t a murder mystery! When is CZ’s buffer going to end...?
cripesalmighty: I thought you looooved murder mysteries, Tipsy.
EXA: stop
EXA: ugh
EXA: dumb, just stop
1234567890: 934h!
EXA: future vers me
cripesalmighty: You are SUCH aaa prude.
Coolzack: And right now we need all hands on deck, as it were.
: You really don’t, liar.
: What’s the hard part of your assignment? Playing a game?
: You’re sad.
Coolzack: As for you Mocha, Tipsy had a point.
Coolzack: You wouldn't offer a compromise at all if you had the power you think you do.
: …
: No, don’t type ellipses.
: You filthy idiot. I’m far from powerless. I manage this nickel.
: Whatever could YOU do to inconvenience me?
Tars Mossburg: “Ahg… ahk… this argument doesn’t feel like going anywhere, don’t think…”
Coolzack: So before I decide what your doing to Queue constitutes injury, I suggest you release them and consider my offers one last time.
Hunk Chudfest: pls st ttop scremaming qcrast
Coolzack: I would much rather have a valuable assistant in accomplishing my task than what I'll be forced to do if you won't comply.
: Try me.
: I’m making quite the offer, and considering you’re still in the dark about incredibly simple things…
: Liar, you’re far from omnipotent. Give me what I WANT.
1234567890: 1 m155 p03m 24ck
1234567890: h3 533m3d 70 kn0w h15 5h17
1234567890: 11k3…
1234567890: 7h15 p03m 7h1n6 15 ju57 4 71m3 51nk
1234567890: 3v3n 1f 17 r34119 m4k35 m3 7h1nk
1234567890: 7h0u6h 0n 53c0nd 7h0u6h7
1234567890: 175 r34119 n07
1234567890: 175 4 71m3 64rb4g3 d15p0541, w1nk
YUPPERS: that one WASN’T EVEN ABOUT DEATH.
tiptopGipgop: I’m just going to wait for the buffer.
godzack: hold on lmao i can speed things up i guess

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It's been interesting not having your earpiece.

Things are... quieter. Sort of. Queue has been screaming his head off for the past two minutes, eyes closed with a trembling body, and shaking him doesn't do anything. Eva has gone off to look at the terminal, and Dinkalsen is...

Behind you. He's behind you. You've been staring absentmindedly at the COMPOUND for a while now, and he must have decided you were worth talking to.

"Zack wants to talk to you soon," he mutters. His voice is starting to die down.

You nod slowly. "I don't have... like, an earpiece, I can't exactly reply."

"You can d'use mine soon. It's not so good to fun listen to them talking."

"Yeah," you say softly, the cold rushing across your face, "it's really not.

He stays there for a moment, his half-hunched form a smallness in the vastness of this void-- trembling and shuddering from the lack of any warmth. He wasn't made for a single thing that's been thrown at him as of late. "Gene?"

Nod. "Dink?"

"I don't like being sober," he stammers, "but I really hate b-being drunk, too... but everyone l-liked me some more when I was is the drunk."

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"...It's not... aghk. Dink, I-I mean, people should just be sober. That's, like, the better way to be."

Spank groans weakly. "I'm t-too good at gaming and the games and obnoxious and loud. You sa'id that."

"What?" You shake your head, tilting back a tad.

"I remember you said it that."

You comb your memories. You've... said a lot of stupid shit over the months. Over the years, even. Does that excuse any of it? Does the fact that you're consistently a bad friend excuse your bad-friendliness?

"Well," you say, "I was wrong, then. I was wrong and an asshole. I'm sorry."

He shuffles his feet. "Okay," says Dinkalsen, "okay, um. No, it's not your asshole. I just don't think about it so much and it's easy to not do any thinking with the terminal on but now it's gone and everything is gone with the blast wave."

"...sorry."

"Stop doing sorry."

"But I am sorry, I'm-- really fucking sorry, Dink, I-I just... don't... have an excuse or good explanation."

Spank shuffles again, and steps back towards the pipe dust. There's not another word from him. It seems the lack of any explanation is worse than a half-hearted one, but the conversation has come-- and gone. It fell into your arms, and slipped out.

It hurts to be. A stream of every regret flows through you, and Queue screams desperately, and he's inconsolable. Nothing you do will ever make this horrible reality better.

You're stuck down here.

You're stuck in here.

Lordlyhour · 11-26-2017, 08:27 PM

My Apologies For
My Absence. I Forgot to
Buffer My Message

Which Basically Said
Blank Nerd Is A Damn Liar
Vis Memory Theft.

Will Freely Admit
Poetic Conversation;
Not My Best Idea

But I Stick With My
Arbitrary Decisions
To The Bitter End

So, It Is Locked In
As A Thing That I Do Now
There's No Going Back

I Implore Once More
That You All Go Check Your Needs
Prepare For Trouble.

While We Blind Dummies
Attempt To Learn Things From Here
So We Can Help You

Not Done Much Of That
Been Somewhat Distracted By
Herding Many Cats

And So, On That Note
Let Me Ask A Question Of
Terminal Usage

Does Anyone Know
An In Depth List Of Prompt Words
That Do Useful Things?

Would Be Super Nice
If There Was Some Prompt To Say
Needspence Useful Things.

Just Knowing There's Not
Is A Step In The Right Way
Should Have Asked Sooner

Arcanuse · 11-26-2017, 09:39 PM

Oh. I suppose those dates put that question to rest, huh.

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Privatelog (Hunk)Show

IA, send next message after Cripes has the headpiece.

Privatelog (Hunk)Show

kilozombie · 11-29-2017, 07:49 PM

UpdateShow

So, an update on what's been going on.

I've been thinking a while, and I think I should be transparent. I am really well-motivated to continue. In fact, I feel like the adventure is actually the best it's been so far, right now. There's a lot going on and y'all are super engaged and fun to make updates for.

However, there are two things making me feel a lot of difficulty and reluctance to continue.

First of all, the setting. I don't mean the Nickel, but the very fact that- for some godforsaken reason- I chose to use fucking Sburb and the Homestuck setting of all things. It was a very impulsive decision because it seemed like it would have some cool potential, but as I have done nothing particularly groundbreaking using that setting, making CHIRAL a vein of fan-fiction was an absolutely garbage choice. I regret almost nothing more than my choice to do this, because it so vastly limits my options on 1. who can read it and 2. who would be interested in reading it. It's also very derivative, and I was in pain for this dumb decision since the word 'go'. Man fuck me why did I do this. It would have been so easy to tell this story as its own thing.

Second of all, the opening. The first 3 pages of this adventure are lackluster. Yes, they explain the setting some. Yes, they contain adequate dialogue and menu management. However, they are a fucking mess for first-time readers! There's just so much information and it's delivered in an incredibly cryptic yet also dense manner. The choice not to have a playable character until page 4 was one I'm fine with, but the choice to have absolutely NO place in the story to leap off from was a massive misstep. It's severely limiting who would be interested in this adventure, and I know a lot of things I'd do to remedy that in the future.

So here's the impasse: I can continue, but I am not sure I will be happy with the choices I made early on. I've been afraid to grow too attached to this story for that reason, but there are some legitimate story beats that really excite me and I want to make this thing a reality that continues for a while.

Since there's no discussion thread, I'll ask here: what should I do? Where to go from here?

kilozombie · 12-02-2017, 07:17 AM

That's probably for the best, yem.

Sorry y'all. The first step is the most important, and I clearly took a bad one.

theredlamp · 12-03-2017, 02:40 AM

Hey, friend! I was told you needed some help and advice about where to go from here, and let me try to help out! I've been doing adventuring for several years and sometimes things don't always go the way you want.

The setting - if you want to use Homestuck as a setting, go for it. I know some people are really not into Homestuck stories, and it's probably hard creating a fanfiction to a popular story like that, but I've seen some really rad takes on it. So it's really up to you. The people who would read this would most likely be Homestuck fans, it's true, so that does limit you. However, if you go the original route, you would have to put some work into worldbuilding and ensuring that your story is its own thing, and I do recommend having some semblance of an outline - it's rare when I see a successful adventure that doesn't really have a plan behind it and is randomized.

The opening - you are really not too far into the story. I'd say that really, at this point, you could continue with it and just watch how you convey your story. Some webcomics and adventures I know started off slow and off-kilter as the author was trying to figure what to do with the story, myself included! Along the way, you can tweak it better or even take a step back and see what's working and what's not working for you - I've found that readers are mostly very forgiving with stories that start off a bit on the wrong foot as long as it comes together. So really, the choice is up to you. If you're really unhappy with what you're doing, then don't force yourself. Nothing good is going to come from trying to make you work for a project you don't have your whole heart set on.

Other than that, don't feel down! We've all been in these kinds of scenarios before. You have had a great start and I'm sure that whatever you do from here, you'll make something amazing. You can do it!