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kilozombie · 11-23-2017, 08:26 AM

(11-22-2017, 04:14 PM)Arcanuse Wrote: »

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Orrrder Lg
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

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Privatelog (zildch)
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.

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

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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!!

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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.