RE: CHIRAL: SIDE Y
11-16-2017, 05:56 AM
(This post was last modified: 11-16-2017, 05:59 AM by kilozombie.)
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(11-16-2017, 01:53 AM)Angustine Wrote: »Father I command you to utilize Tars as you please and to speak whenever you wish
A private little chat between Shellgowrath and Levyyts
> Could you look under the nickel for me please?
> My eyes work on a prompt
> Maybe you could utilize your new toys for the greater good?
> But you will probably just horribly abuse them
INPUT AGGREGATOR: look im fine talkin when i want i guess
INPUT AGGREGATOR: but im not givin out the pw cus of an earlier order and i dont got consensus here on anything relating to the tard mockshirt
(11-16-2017, 02:34 AM)Lordlyhour Wrote: »You Know That I'm Just
Going To Veto Commands
That Involve Orders
Like So; Complex Zack
Do Not Use Orders On Tars
Permission Revoked
Furthermore, Ignore
Future Permissions Granted
By Shellgowrath
In All Likelihood
This Won't Stick And I'll Have to
Do This All Again
But Whatever, Man
Doing What's Right Ain't Easy
Mind Control; Uncool
Chat:
Please Do Not Drop The
Needspencer Out Of The Hole
What Does Tube Beast Need?
Rather Not Find Out
Please Do Not Facilitate
That Discovery
(11-16-2017, 01:53 AM)Angustine Wrote: »Shellgowrath speaks to everyone!
> I will now commence a conversation with the megalomaniacal scary man
> Boy I don't think I am superior, I am superior!
> Also thanks for calling me adorable, I appreciate the compliment
> Yes it is too big and nothing is unfair
> Stop complaining like a baby
> Would you kindly inform me how I could transform into a being of power and have 53 players?
> The big scary ninny would like for people to step outside and how do I look under the nickel?
> Levyyts is now my dominator, but in the kinky fashion and he may gag me as he pleases
You set up the RITUAL TABLE.
It doesn't move. Nothing happens. Maybe you've just gotta wait-- maybe that's all you could ever do.
It's so bright. It's so, so, so bright. The light fills you and erases all thoughts of anything else. The blinking intensifies, and the whole world shudders between perfect darkness and blinding radiance.
But you aren't terrified. The terror, the horror, the uneasiness and the loss of control-- they fall away slowly, like there's no room for them in this powerful white and black landscape. The blinking of the MOCHA ENDING is no longer a menace, but hypnotic, instead. Your breathing slows. Your eyes narrow.
The light cleanses you. The monster of pipes bangs on the ceiling, but the sound is drowned out by the sound of sight, blasting loudly in your black retinas.
You shut your eyes.
You breathe.
You aren't here, Gene.
You imagine a thousand other places of dull and sharp lighting, of muddy greens and bright oranges, of a landscape of colors and sights and rolling brushes of spectra across whiteness and blackness. You picture each wavelength entering you, jittering you, shivering across your pointless meaningless and weightless carapace.
You are a collection of false body parts in a grinding, flashing machine, and your eyes go dead, and just as you feel yourself lifted from corporeality into a trance, the blinking has stopped, and has been replaced by a dull, pale blue glow from your left.
...
You arrive now.
It isn't hard for Queue to spot you, and he grows a look of concern almost immediately.
"Oh, Eva... you're up. Please be careful with that fore, and especially careful around that hole over there."
Yuptam glances back at you. "Oh, marked quality. Are you here to perhaps save me from this unthinkable task of rudely bashing this wall down, EXA?"
Well, time to decide if you want to go on this sidequest and free your old friend Mulligan. He always was a cool dude, but Gene's in plenty of trouble, too.