RE: Alabaster: The Doomed Session - BACK FROM THE DEAD IN 2023
11-11-2023, 04:38 AM
ALABASTER UPDATE: HOW IS YOUR PICNIC GOING?
Weywot: Check in on Mnevia.
-- ragingUnfrequency [RU] began trolling melancholicRuin [MR]--
RU: >:[ ] Okay, first question : where the HELL are you? Where are we? WHAT is this?
MR: W}{ere are you, jackass!
MR: W}{ere did you }{ide?
RU: >:[] You will never guess
MR: Try me.
RU: >:[] I’m with Hem in some goddamn METAL CAVERN
RU: >:[] Looks like a clown cathedral, but all BLUE
RU: >:[] We were taken in by some weird wool-covered musclebeasts, or some close lookalike. They are GIGANTIC!
RU: >:[] And the sky, it’s so bright. But… SURVIVABLE. We don’t even get blinded, nothing. It must be some kind of psionic light
RU: >:[] Where are we Via?
RU: >:[ ] Where did you take us?
MR: You went outside in the -lig}[t-?
MR: I didn't dare to try.
RU: >:[ ] AAAARGH you are still in the HIVE
MR: Of course I am!
MR: Did you see what it looks like outside?
==->
RU: >:[] Yeah, that was my QUESTION
RU: >:[] Via, what the FUCK is this place?
MR: It looks… blue?
RU: >:[] It’s corroded metal
RU: >:[] CONTINENTS of sculpted corroded metal
RU: >:[] And the beasts told us the seas are MUSHROOMS
MR: My good partner in crime, it suddenly sounds like you are no stranger to mus}{rooms yourself!
RU: >:[] Ha. Ha.
RU: >:[ ] Let us get this STRAIGHT.
RU: >:[ ] You put us in this shit.
RU: >:[ ] Now it’s up to you to get us OUT OF HERE.
MR: Well, let me t}{ink…
RU: >:[] You have FIVE minutes. I need to check on someone.
Weywot: Check in on Sallie.
Oh. She has left you messages.
-- undesiredRecollection [UR] began trolling ragingUnfrequency [RU] --
UR: s-o, how i-s your picnic going?
UR: around h≠re th≠ n≠ighborhood i-s d≠ad
UR: lit≠rally
UR: most p≠opl≠ ar≠ offlin≠, i b≠li≠v≠ th≠ m≠t≠ors did som≠thing t-o th≠ n≠twork
UR: you w≠nt offlin≠, th≠n onlin≠ again
UR: i-s i-t th≠ ≠nd o-f th≠ world?
UR: i-t was bound t-o happ≠n, i gu≠ss
UR: w≠ d≠s≠rve nothing l≠ss
You do not know where to begin your tale.
Sallie: Look at posters.
Oh, how you love traditional Alternian movies. Tales of madness and tragedy.
This one with TROLL MICHAEL KEATON as a ghost subjuggulator was something else.
Sallie: Captchalogue tools.
You start picking up one of your tools… But you forgot about your HOLLOW MODUS.
==->
It only has one function, and that function is to throw the thing away, making it disappear forever. It is a modus that is always empty, just like your tortured soul.
==->
You are disheartened. You liked this scalpel.
Weywot: Check in on Mnevia.
-- ragingUnfrequency [RU] began trolling melancholicRuin [MR]--
RU: >:[ ] Okay, first question : where the HELL are you? Where are we? WHAT is this?
MR: W}{ere are you, jackass!
MR: W}{ere did you }{ide?
RU: >:[] You will never guess
MR: Try me.
RU: >:[] I’m with Hem in some goddamn METAL CAVERN
RU: >:[] Looks like a clown cathedral, but all BLUE
RU: >:[] We were taken in by some weird wool-covered musclebeasts, or some close lookalike. They are GIGANTIC!
RU: >:[] And the sky, it’s so bright. But… SURVIVABLE. We don’t even get blinded, nothing. It must be some kind of psionic light
RU: >:[] Where are we Via?
RU: >:[ ] Where did you take us?
MR: You went outside in the -lig}[t-?
MR: I didn't dare to try.
RU: >:[ ] AAAARGH you are still in the HIVE
MR: Of course I am!
MR: Did you see what it looks like outside?
==->
RU: >:[] Yeah, that was my QUESTION
RU: >:[] Via, what the FUCK is this place?
MR: It looks… blue?
RU: >:[] It’s corroded metal
RU: >:[] CONTINENTS of sculpted corroded metal
RU: >:[] And the beasts told us the seas are MUSHROOMS
MR: My good partner in crime, it suddenly sounds like you are no stranger to mus}{rooms yourself!
RU: >:[] Ha. Ha.
RU: >:[ ] Let us get this STRAIGHT.
RU: >:[ ] You put us in this shit.
RU: >:[ ] Now it’s up to you to get us OUT OF HERE.
MR: Well, let me t}{ink…
RU: >:[] You have FIVE minutes. I need to check on someone.
Weywot: Check in on Sallie.
Oh. She has left you messages.
-- undesiredRecollection [UR] began trolling ragingUnfrequency [RU] --
UR: s-o, how i-s your picnic going?
UR: around h≠re th≠ n≠ighborhood i-s d≠ad
UR: lit≠rally
UR: most p≠opl≠ ar≠ offlin≠, i b≠li≠v≠ th≠ m≠t≠ors did som≠thing t-o th≠ n≠twork
UR: you w≠nt offlin≠, th≠n onlin≠ again
UR: i-s i-t th≠ ≠nd o-f th≠ world?
UR: i-t was bound t-o happ≠n, i gu≠ss
UR: w≠ d≠s≠rve nothing l≠ss
You do not know where to begin your tale.
Sallie: Look at posters.
Oh, how you love traditional Alternian movies. Tales of madness and tragedy.
This one with TROLL MICHAEL KEATON as a ghost subjuggulator was something else.
Sallie: Captchalogue tools.
You start picking up one of your tools… But you forgot about your HOLLOW MODUS.
==->
It only has one function, and that function is to throw the thing away, making it disappear forever. It is a modus that is always empty, just like your tortured soul.
==->
You are disheartened. You liked this scalpel.