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 Posted: Thu Sep 20, 2012 11:22 pm
Danwer Tarapt looked at his computer screen. He'd been keeping a careful eye on the progress of his team mates as they had entered the Medium, as he'd come to realize it was called. The walk through he'd found in the Furthest Ring had proven to be an invaluable resource, but it doesn't seem like it will be useful much longer. The walk through broke off at one point, the author having given up on her main objective.
Danwer stood up, and looked around his room. He had cleared out most of the things he really cared about before hand, after hearing some of the things that happened during the process of entering the game. It was actually pretty bare right now.
Danwer looked down at his hands, suddenly having a strange urge to retrieve his arms. He stared at them in a puzzled manner for several moments before realizing that he really didn't have time for this stupid running gag. He had to get a hold of the first player he got to join the game, Tuluch Choran. He sat back down at his computer, and opened up his Palshouter client. The program was fairly new, and had proven itself to be quite useful during the chaos of the apocalypse. He scrolled down to Tuluch's screen name, EgoOptimist, and began the call. CC: "7uluch, are y0u 7here? I need y0u 70 ge7 me in70 7he game. 7h02e me7e0r2 aren'7 g0ing 70 270p being a real 7hing heading 70ward2 my hive any 7ime 200n, y0u kn0w."
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Posted: Fri Sep 21, 2012 1:51 am
Tuluch Choran stopped mid swing at the sound of a BING! from his phone. The sheen of a replica sword flashed across a quivering pirate imp. He pulled his phone out of his back pocket and his thumbs flew over the touchscreen surface.
EO: Ye4h, I'm here! It'5 4 little Cr4zy... but I've been C4reful to m4ke 5ure I w45 re4dy for y4!
He crammed the phone back into his pocket and cut down the now far more confident imp.
CC: "Alrigh7, g00d. Se7 up y0ur 2erver 70 my clien7."
"BL4RG, 45 5oon 45 I put the thing b4Ck in my poCket, it goe5 off!"
He pulled his phone back out and sent of a quick reply:
EO: You got it! Gimme one 5eC to get b4Ck to my room!
He slashed at another imp, this one prevalently gumshoe in appearance, while holding onto his phone with the other hand.
CC: "Alrigh7, bu7 be quick ab0u7 i7!"
"Ye4h, ye4h... hold your four legged p4Ck 4nim4l5..."
He mumbled as he leaped backward with a slash. As one of the imps got ready to jump the new gap, Tuluch kicked it in the head and allowed the force of the blow to turn him around. He sprinted for his bedroom as the imp raised a one finger salute to show it's frustration. Not the Tuluch noticed. For one thing, he was running headlong the other way. Secondly... it tried to use it's hook to do the flipping.
Tuluch reached his bedroom door, opened it just enough to slip through and slammed it behind himself. Sitting down at his computer, he pulled up his Palshouter client and Sburb server.
"Wow... wh4t the heCk h4ppened to 4ll your 5tuff...? Heh. Mu5t've Cle4red it 4ll out ju5t for thi5."
He did some clicking around and moved all the furniture away from the outside wall to make room for big important machines.
EO: Ok, I'm re4dy! Tell me whiCh 5tuff you w4nt fir5t 4nd where you w4nt it!
CC: "I need y0u 70 depl0y 7he Crux7ruder, 7he 707em La7he, and 7he Alchemi7er a2 cl02e 70gether a2 p022ible. If 7ha7 mean2 m0ving ar0und 20me of my 27uff, g0 ahead and d0 i7."
EO: 4lrighty, here we go then!
He grabbed the Cruxtruder and moved it into position by the wall, being careful to avoid Dan who was headed toward his dresser.
"Wow, thi5 thing t4ke5 up more room th4n I expeCted... It didn't look thi5 big when B4i deployed it in my hou5e. It'5 weird to be 4ble to 5ee wh4t'5 going on re4ltime like thi5..."
EO: Hey, w4554 m4tter? You need 4 new pants? 4re you re4lly th4t nervou5? rolleyes
He stuck the next two machines along the wall next to each other and got ready to send off a message saying he was done when a retort popped up from Dan.
CC: "N0, I'm n07 nerv0u2 a7 all. I'm ac7ually really calm, de2pi7e 7he fac7 7ha7 dea7h is imminen7ly 7hrea7ening my life. I'm ju27 ge77ing ready 70 pr0707ype my kernel2pri7e."
EO: Oh, ok.
Tuluch pushed his chair back to stand up, stopped midway through the act, and abruptly sat back down.
EO: W4it, wh4t?
CC: "I'm pr0707yping my 2prite with pan72."
EO: You're... Fre4king re4lly? You're... why?
CC: "Becau2e 7he2e pan72 are really c0mf0r7able, and I d0n'7 feel like l00king a7 half naked imp2 all day."
-"N0w, c0uld y0u plea2e depl0y 7he pre-punched card?"
EO: 54i. 5ure, here you go.
He held the card up in front of Dan and waited for him to hold out his hands. Once he looked ready, Tuluch dropped the card.
CC: "0k, n0w hi7 7he Crux7ruder wi7h s0me7hing big. Like y0ur eg0."
EO: P5H, you don't h4ne 4nything in your hou5e th4t big.
-I'll ju5t h4ve to u5e thi5.
Tuluch saw Dan's face hit his palm just before the bathtub flew through the ceiling and crashed onto the Cruxtruder.
CC: "... Thi2 i2 20 27upid."
Tuluch watched as Dan threw the pants into the kernelsprite the instant it appeared. As the pantsprite was flashing and molding into a pants shape, Dan walked over to the other machines and used his pre-punched card to make his totem. He placed the totem on the Alchemiter and it did it's thing. After the noise was over, Dan went and grabbed...
"4 DDR p4d?"
He looked equally confused through the video feed. But there was no doubting what it was. Danwer sighed deeply, his shoulders heaving.
CC: "... G0d, dammi7."
He stood on the pad was and immediately inundated with flashing color and neon arrows flying around at random. After a second, the arrows lined up and began slowly flowing upward in front of Dan. As the arrows reached the top edge of the shafts of colored light, they fizzed out of existence. As each one reached the top, Dan stomped the pad. After a few more seconds, the arrows began to flow around him in a spiral, forcing him to turn as he "danced". Tuluch was surprised at how well he was doing... he hadn't missed a step yet. He usually wasn't this good as far as Tuluch could remember. He didn't by any stretch of the imagination look graceful, but he was getting the job done nonetheless. And racking up some serious high scorage to boot. As the song reached its final climax, Dan stomped hard on the last arrow, finishing off with his first ever perfect score, and disappearing into an intense neon flash of light.
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Posted: Fri Sep 21, 2012 2:10 am
Danwer looked around the room. Pantsprite stood nearby, fidgeting a little bit. It clearly could not speak, because it was pants. Try as it might. Danwer readied himself for what he was about to do. He'd been planning on this since the whole thing started.
CC: "7uluch, I need y0u 70 dr0p 0ne m0re 7hing in my h0u2e. A bi7 fur7her away fr0m my r00m 7han 7he 07her2. 7hi2 par7 i2 imp0r7an7. I need y0u 70 dr0p 7he Intellibeam La2er27a7i0n."
EO: The intell4 wh4t5it? Huh, I didn't notice th4t up there. I don't think 4nybodyel5e h4d one of tho5e. How further do y4 w4nt it? The h4ll out there?
CC: "H0w ab0u7 7he 07her 2ide 0f my h0u2e? Plea2e hurry. 7hi2 need2 70 happen quick." Danwer stared at Pantsprite, knowing he may come to regret what he was about to do.
EO: Oh, wow, ok. 5ure thing, doing th4t now.
After reading that, Danwer leapt into Pantsprite, prototyping himself.
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Posted: Fri Sep 21, 2012 5:33 pm
For a brief moment, Danwer lost track of who he was. His own thoughts and memories merged with those of the sprite, giving him insight into the mechanics of the Incipisphere not meant for players to know this early. It was then that his body reformed, now wearing a very comfortable pair of fleece lined pants. His entire body glowed the same olive green that composed his blood. He began testing his muscles. Not only did they all work, but using them seemed easier than it had been before. He smirked as the new knowledge he possessed sank in. "Mage of V0id, huh? I gue22 y0u really can'7 hide 7hing2 fr0m me, af7er all." He stepped out of his room, towards the part of his hive where he suspected Tuluch was placing the Intellibeam Laserstation. Of course, the moment he opened his door, he saw an expected sight. His hive was overflowing with imps. "Gue22 I'd be77er ge7 7hing2 m0ving. 7ha7 gri27 w0n'7 c0llec7 i72elf." He accessed his Specibus, and retrieved his hefty traveling stick, and began to use it to wade through the imps.
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Posted: Fri Sep 21, 2012 5:41 pm
Baikal opened his eyes and got himself off the ground. He shook his head a bit, and did his normal routine. He swam to his dresser and opened it pulled out a shirt and was about to put it on, when he noticed he was already wearing a clothes.
"()k, thats a tad bit weird.” He put the shirt back and then went to the bathroom, opened the door only to notice that the sink was missing.
“$ooooooo, lt wasn’t a dream... ^nd the world ended. ^ll three of them. l=un.”
He swam through the hole that was ripped through the floor that happened when his server player “accidently” clicked on the poor sink. It didn’t take long to get down his house that way, he made it down to his living room when he heard a mighty,
“YARRRRR!”
“+he hell is that!!!” Baikal screamed as he spun around a few times in the water trying to find what had just shouted at him. He span until he saw a soft glowing brown, “()h... (oco pirate, you scared the crap outa me!”
“Yar!” The PirateSprite yelled back.
"l lext time don't do that (oco pirate." Spinning around Baikal went into his kitchen only to see his Lusus floating in there. It was floating in front of the open refrigerator. Baikal’s face instantly took up a light green shade as he tried to not puke. His Lusus had gotten into the innumerable jars of blue cheese that littered the kitchen and somehow cracked it open, and was now eating the vile substance. Baikal took a moment to ponder on how his handless lusus had opened the container of blue cheese without hands. Then before the Mantus noticed him he quickly swam back to his room. He got on his computer and opened Palshouter and clicked shout to all.
PP:l-ley! ^nyone out there? l_ooks like l took an unexpected nap.
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Posted: Mon Sep 24, 2012 12:52 pm
Lohi came too on her livingroom floor, silence glaive replica gripped loosely in her right hand. The rug was slightly damp, she had been drooling a little bit. She wiped her mouth on her sleeve as she got to her knees, and she used her glaive to help her stand. The hugely obtrusive Cruxtruder sat before her, and to her right was the Totem Lathe. She vaguely remembered the shenanigans involving her current situation, but it was all so childishly whimsical that she had trouble separating actual memory from her own ridiculous imagination.
"Wèll thï§ ï§ jû§t rïdïcûlöû§."
Her Server Player, whoever the heck he or she was, Lohi didn't remember at the moment, had made a mess of her nicely shelved figurines and she was going to have to clean this place up later on. Maybe she could get her Server to rearrange the entry items more efficiently and then Lohi could feng shui around them or something.
Briefly Lohi wondered at the fact that her apartment was even intact at all considering. Apparently there was now an Alchemiter on her decently sized balcony. She then wondered if she could connect to herself as her own server from a separate computer and just rearrange stuff herself. Her thoughts were interrupted by what sounded like a death metal scream, and her Deth Album-prototyped kernelsprite came shrieking into the room full-speed, exuding its weird black aura and making no sense at all.
"Nö. Nö. Nö, thï§ ï§n't göïng tö wörk. I thïnk thè ÇÐ wä§ ä bäd ïdèä."
The kernelsprite appears to be drunk. No, no, it is drunk, its still holding the booze bottle in its hand there! Lohi sighs deeply and attempts to go about her business but it starts doing the death metal scream again, incoherent and boisterous.
"Yöû hävè GOT tö bè kïddïng mè! Shût ûp §hût ûp §hût ûp §hûT UP ÐAMNIT! Gäh, jû§t cût ït öût!" Lohi smacked it with the flat of the glaive's blade but it kept going. If anything, it seemed like it felt it was somehow more brutal and therefore cooler that it was still doing it while being attacked.
"Göddämn ämälgämätïön öf Ðèthklök..." She muttered to herself. "Yöû ärè û§èl觧 tö mè lïkè thï§. I nèèd tö prötötÿpè §ömèthïng èl§è ïn thèrè tö cöûntèr ït." Lohi was looking around to see if she could find something a little more useful to throw into the kernelsprite when Palshouter went off on her handheld and she got this message:
PP:l-ley! ^nyone out there? l_ooks like l took an unexpected nap.
She stopped for a moment to reply.
YS: I'm hèrè. Sämè thïng wïth mè, thè ûnèxpèctèd näp. Jû§t äwökè tö ä §crèämïng dèäth mètäl kèrnèl§prïtè, löökïng för §ömèthïng û§èfûl tö prötötÿpè nöw. Höw ärè ÿöû mäkïng öût؟
Once the reply was sent Lohi spied one of her action figures, a particularly useful fellow by the name of Rupert Giles from Buffy the Vampire Slayer. Now that would be a useful prototyping, someone whose job it is to guide. She made specially careful not to capchalog it, instead picking it up and chucking it at the Metalocalsprite.
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Posted: Mon Sep 24, 2012 1:37 pm
Danwer swung his staff around in a wide arc, clipping two imps across the face, while causing several more to jump back to avoid the attack, allowing Danwer to move closer to his goal. "N0w, where did 7uluch pu7 7ha7 7hing? I 2h0uld have been m0re 2pecific." He paused for a moment as the imps drew near again. "I al20 2h0uld have 7ried 70 alchemize a p0r7able c0mpu7er. Cur2e my di27a27e f0r expen2ive ph0ne2." He charged forward, striking a particularly dapper imp with a pinstripe suit and a hook for a hand square in the jaw to get it out of his way to the kitchen, which happened to be on the opposite site of his hive from his room. He slammed the door behind himself to give himself a break from the imps.
He looked up and examined the room, and immediately facepalmed. There was the Intellibeam Laserstation. On top of the stove. Well, at least Danwer didn't cook very often. He placed the captcha ball containing the Sburb Server disk into the Laserstation, and it reverted to a captcha card, and the station did it's work deciphering the code on the back. "0kay, 20 I can alchemize the di2k, n0w I ju27 need 70 edi7 i7 a bi7." He memorized the code, and snatched up the card, which turned back into a ball as he replaced it into his syladex. He then re opened the door and prepared for a fight back to his room, only to see that the living room was clear of all imps, but there was grist everywhere. "I'm pr0bably g0ing 70 need 7ha7..." He said as he began to collect the precious building resource. He then proceeded to his room, and locked the door behind him, only to notice an ongoing conversation between a few of his team mates. He decided not to take part in it just yet, as he had some serious work to do. He popped the copied disk into his drive, and opened up the coding. "I7'2 even 0pen 20urce... i7'2 like 7hey WAN7ED y0u 70 figure 0u7 h0w 70 edi7 i7..." He began 70 read through the code, to determine how the disk itself worked.
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Posted: Mon Sep 24, 2012 7:39 pm
After shouting to all his pals Baikal froze. vvait...... lvlantus was in the kitchen.... l3ut he's like the size..... of my..... hive.... Baikal leaped from his seat and swam back to the kitchen, he could feel a strange water flow coming into his hive coming from the kitchen. l)amnit lvlantus! vvhy do you always do this! The kitchen itself was actually fairly intact, other then the refrigerator that was ripped from the wall and propped on it's back door open, oh and the gaping hole in the ceiling it made to get at said fridge. It's contents spilled out all over the kitchen. Meanwhile it looked like the damn piratesprite looked as if it was trying to bury some of the contents of the fridge.
"()i! '/a damn l*irate! (,et the hell outa my kitchen!" The piratesprite scampered off to somewhere, frankly right now Baikal didn't care. His Lusus was obviously off lazing about, full from raiding the damn fridge. Baikal went and got a jar of the vile substance known as "blue cheese". He held it up high and twisted off the cap, and promptly held his breath. In the distance he heard a low pitched moaning sound. After a few seconds he saw it in the distance, and it was coming in fast. In the corner of his eye he saw the pirate again, and a wonderful plan formed.
"l=irst mate l*iratesprite! (,o intercept that lvlantus! 3xtra rations if you stop it!"
The small coconut headed pirate gave a mighty "YARRRR!" and flew off towards the Mantus. Then there was a bright flash, and by the time his eyesight came back he saw the brown glow of his sprite. Only this time it wasn't a pirate... exactly. His Lusus had transformed, it had shrunk some and now had a beard that was braided with what looked like a small skull made out of a coconut and an eyepatch made out of a seashell. All of this was topped off with a bandana.
"Cap'n! I'm thinkin I deserve them rations cap'n." Baikal could only nod dumbly at his Lusus's request, he tossed up the jar. The Mantus caught it easily and just ate the whole jar.
"Orders Cap'n?"
"l_luuuhhhh.... l=irst mate! 3at as much damn blue cheese as you want!"
"AYE AYE CAP'N!" And the large Pirate Mantus grabbed the fridge and floated off to god knows where. l just turned my l_usus into a l=reaking pirate. (an this day get any better? Dumbly he swam back to his room, sat down on his computer and saw that one of his pals had responded.
YS: I'm hèrè. Sämè thïng wïth mè, thè ûnèxpèctèd näp. Jû§t äwökè tö ä §crèämïng dèäth mètäl kèrnèl§prïtè, löökïng för §ömèthïng û§èfûl tö prötötÿpè nöw. Höw ärè ÿöû mäkïng öût؟
PP:'/eah, my piratesprite just became a car sized lvlantusl*iratesprite. +his day has just became amazing. ()h, and l now have a gaping hole in my kitchens ceiling if your wondering. $creaming l)eathlvletal you say? $ounds lovely, l suggest putting something kinda calm into the next prototype to equal it out ya know?
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Posted: Tue Sep 25, 2012 1:54 am
Tuluch slashed another imp's pirate head off, starting to get bored of slashing imps' pirate heads off. He had gotten frustrated when Dan had disappeared, so he had started taking it out on the imps. He sat down to find out if he could finally see where Danwer was.
"Oh, looks like he'5 loCked him5elf in hi5 room. Th4t'5… intere5ting. Look5 like hi5 5prite'5 h4nging out right behind him or 5omething. Ok, well th4t'5 good. 4t le45t I know where he i5 now. I w45 5t4rting to worry…"
He got up and pulled out his sword once more, so he could…
be halted mid swing by his computer going off.
"OHMYGOODNE55, 45 5OON 45 I GET UP, ITGOE5OFF4G4IN! "
EO: Hey, ye4h, I'm here! Ju5t trying to Cle4r the5e bugger5 out of my hive! How're you guy5 doin 5o f4r?
Tuluch switched his Palshouter back to his phone and leapt back into the fray. He saw two imps standing in front of the door to the living room, one in front of the other. He lunged forward, impaling both imps with one thrust, and basked in the style points. Just long enough to get smacked in the side right under his outstretched arm.
"44GH, you bum!"
He lurched the sword upward with all his might, but unlike his plan, it didn't cut upward through the imps. Instead, it got firmly lodged into the carapacian shell around the imps' necks. He kicked the bum that smacked him to buy some time, and struggled to free his piece of junk sword. As the imp approached, the two skewered ones ceased to exist entirely, covering the area with grist, much more than Tuluch expected, probably due to the style points. The sword suddenly no longer being a thing that was trapped sent him flailing into the bum, who then also dissolved into grist. He got up and straightened himself out.
"Ye4h. Th4t w45 tot4lly intention4l. Ju5t how I thought it'd h4ppen."
He collected the grist and opened the living room door, stopping short and flinching hard as a sudden rush of wind blew past his face. He blinked a few times and looked back into the room just in time to see Sonicsprite coming to a stop striking a very Michael Jackson pose, with one hand on his fedora. Behind Sonicsprite, all of the imps in the room suddenly and very explosively stopped being things that were threatening. At all. Sonicsprite took just a moment to straighten his fedora and plopped down on the couch. He looked up at Tuluch and gave a thumbs up.
"Hey! Nice place you've got here, but I think you might have a bit of a pest problem!"
He winked and put his hands behind his head, taking a deep breath.
Tuluch stood at the door, shouthole hanging open, geek vein throbbing dangerously, pupils totally dilated, and arms limp.
"You… th4t w45… DUDE, WHY DID I H4VE TO MI55 OUT ON 4LL TH4T 4M4ZING 4CTION!? M4444nn… th4t 5UCK5. 54i."
Despite having just said the word aloud, Tuluch sighed deeply and began collecting the mass quantities of grist that Sonicsprite had rained all over the room.
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Posted: Tue Sep 25, 2012 11:33 am
For defeating so many imps in such a quick, and assumedly spectacular manner, Sonicsprite reaches the horrendously high 'Way Past Cool Blue Blur' rung on his echedladder, leaving poor Tuluch in his proverbial dust, and gaining an amazing 41300 boondollars, to boot! How 'bout them apples?
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Posted: Fri Sep 28, 2012 11:03 am
Gilessprite turned out to be somewhat less of a good idea than initially considered. Yeah, he was grown-up Giles with the glasses and the knowledge, but he had the Ripper personality and had told her to "sod off" several times now. She figured he would tell her what she needed to know in due time, and let him be. Either that or just figure out how to talk to him that he'd cooperate, but that wasn't what she wanted to deal with right now.
While waiting for a reply from PP Lohi took a moment to go over to the balcony to take a look at where she was, because if that meteor hit her she wouldn't be here right now. She looked off into the landscape to see the desert climate she had been taken to.
"Wèll, ät lèä§t I dön't hävè tö wörrÿ äböût §nöw för hälf öf thè ÿèär änÿmörè..." That, at least, was somewhat good news as far as she was concerned. "Mïght ä§ wèll §tärt èxplörïng..."
Lohi made her way through the wreckage of her once gloriously organized livingroom to the door Gilessprite had somehow found himself a bottle of booze and was loafing (if sprites could loaf?) on the partially askew couch. Lohi grumbled to herself about what a gigantic butt he was and opened her apartment door cautiously. She looked out into the hallway and spotted a group of four Imps milling about in death metal regalia, drunk and shouty.
Carefully she reclosed the door and took a moment to think up a plan of attack. Once she was sure she had it right in her mind she opened the door again and tiptoed out into the hall, Glaive in hand. She poked an Imp in the back of the head and stuck her tongue out at it, baiting them to follow her as she almost danced her way through the hallway and out onto the deserts endless ocean of sand where she could better destroy them in a twirling pirouette of slashes and buttings.
As she swiftly beheaded the final Imp and it burst into fruit gusher-y grist her Palshouter went off again. She slammed her Glaive into the sand beside her and checked it.
PP:'/eah, my piratesprite just became a car sized lvlantusl*iratesprite. +his day has just became amazing. ()h, and l now have a gaping hole in my kitchens ceiling if your wondering. $creaming l)eathlvletal you say? $ounds lovely, l suggest putting something kinda calm into the next prototype to equal it out ya know?
YS: Mäntû§pïrätè§prïtè, hûh؟
YS: Söûnd§ prèttÿ ïntèn§è.
YS: I tûrnèd mïnè ïntö, äppärèntlÿ, Ðèäth Mètäl Rûpèrt Gïl觧prïtè bût hè ï§ älmö§t ä§ û§èl觧 ä§ thè lä§t ïncärnätïön.
YS: And drûnk.
YS: I nèèd tö, äh, thïnk öf §ömè wäÿ tö cönvïncè hïm tö cööpèrätè, ör jû§t wäït för hïm tö dècïdè tö ön hï§ öwn.
YS: Arè wè hävïng fûn ÿèt؟ I cän't tèll.
YS: Evèrÿthïng ï§ §ö ïn§änè.
Lohi did not see any more enemies in the immediate vicinity and so reclaimed her Glaive from the sand and went back inside to see what she could do with the small amount of Grist she had just collected.
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Posted: Fri Sep 28, 2012 11:26 am
Danwer leaned back in his chair and placed one hand over his eyes. "7hi2... i2 700 ea2y. I7 2h0uldn'7 be 7hi2 ea2y. Fr0m ever7hing I've read, I'm 7rying 70 d0 exac7ly 20me7hing 7he game d0e2n'7 wan7 me 70 d0... bu7 I'm n07 even 7ha7 g00d a7 c0ding, and 7hi2 i2 really 2imple." He looked back at his computer screen, and read the code again. Yeah, right there. A simple binary variable that was flagged to keep people from connecting to multiple clients.
Danwer switch the singleClient flag to 'false', and compiled the code. The code compiled with no errors.
"I gue22 n0w I ju27 burn a c0py 0f 7he new c0de..." Danwer placed a blank disc into his disc burner, and started the burn process. Several minutes later, he had a burned copy of the Altered Sburb Server Disc. He tossed a captchloque ball at it, and headed out of his room and down the hall to where the Intellibeam Laserstation was. No new imps had yet to make it into his room.
Once again, he placed the captchaloqued disc on the station, and read the code. He made sure to make a note of the code, and then he returned to his room, and all of his alchemy equipment, and his computer. He had to test this before he gave the code to anyone.
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Posted: Sun Sep 30, 2012 10:45 pm
YS: Evèrÿthïng ï§ §ö ïn§änè.
PP: l lo kidding YS, I havent had much really happen yet but everything is different.
PP: l-lell. Even the water moves and feels different.
PP: l’m gonna be gone for a bit, l)on’t worry bout me too much~ biggrin
With that Baikal got up stretched a bit and looked around his room. It was a bit messy but not really ruined or anything. Shaking his head a bit he swam back to the kitchen, using the few holes that his server client was so gracious as to rip into his house as shortcuts. The kitchen itself was in shambles, missing ceiling and all. Getting some food wasn’t that hard, even though it was hidden as too keep his Mantus from eating it all. Looking up through the hole in his ceiling he could barely make out something in the distance. Checking his strife deck to make sure his totally useful FlintLock pistol was there, which it was. I mean seriously, how useful would it be if it wasn’t?
Baikal then began the ascent to the surface of the ocean. Rocketing upwards Baikal was greeted with the site of a pitch black imp... pirate, the thing was thrashing about as it sunk to the bottom of the ocean. He stopped swimming up and just stared at the poor swashbuckling imp as it struggled, then it stopped and burst into grist. Which was collected almost instantly.
“0oooook then.”
Looking up Baikal could see what looked like the bottom of two old fashioned wooden ships, then Baikal looked back down to his house and smiled. The descent back to Baikal’s house happened in almost record time. The window to Baikal’s room was promptly shattered, frankly the window deserved it. I mean come on, the window was asking for it. It’s under water for heavens sake, why the window was even there in the first place will remain a mystery.
Baikal tore through his room and reached his “treasure” chest and brought out... his completely awesome pirate cosplay! Complete with an awesomely red hat with a giant feather! Not much longer he was wearing said awesome attire, and then once again. Began his ascent to the surface, again. This time there was no interruption. He made sure that he breached the surface a safe distance away from the ships, and low and behold.
There on each one of the ships masts, were Jolly Rogers.
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Posted: Tue Oct 02, 2012 12:08 am
Danwer reached for the button on his keyboard that would flick on his microphone so he could speak to his teammates and ask if they were okay with him trying out the new code for the server disk on their houses, and-
Mage, Sleep.
Danwer fell asleep on his keyboard, randomly sending just a few short keystrokes to all his team mates, all of them.
CC: bhagvuo
It was about this time when Danwer Tarapt awoke from on top of his keyboard on Derse. "0h, dammi7! H0w c0uld I fall a2leep a7 a 7ime like 7hi2?!"
He stood up from his desk, grumbling. "I guess this is as good a time as any to check up on the Dersites.." There was a new copy of a trashy Dersite propaganda tabloid sitting next to his door. Danwer usually used these to keep up to date with what was going on. They were a right pain to read, and usually told him very little of real importance, but this one had a rather catchy main article. The title was 'Prospit Officially Declares War! Their Heroes Awaken!" This made him smirk, since he knew the war had already been going on for his entire life. He sighed as he walked to the door, half expecting to see an armed Dersite there waiting for him to come out and call him a traitor, he always expected that. It was only a matter of time before the Dersites realized that their heroes would be fighting them as well as the Prospitian ones. Danwer was just lucky that they weren't real smart.
He opened the door to find... Nothing. No guards. He shrugged, and walked out into the hallway.
The hallway was empty, they hadn't left anyone to guard him this time. He walked towards the window, and climbed out, and began his slow flight towards the main castle on Derse. It always made his head hurt trying to look at the planet from this angle. This spires had this weird way of defying one's ability to count them.
The Dersites seemed to be in more of a panic than usual, many of them milling about the streets in an anxious manner. Danwer had to smirk at that. They all just looked like tiny ants from up here.
He was drawing near the balcony he normally landed on, and the usual two guards were there. He didn't know their names, their names weren't important. What was important was that they looked imposing, and made the queen feel more comfortable with the Mage using this as his usual entrance to the castle, though Danwer knew he could take them if he had to.
The Black Queen looked up and over at Danwer, and a coy smile crossed her face. "So, what has my Mage come to tell me today?" She seemed in especially high spirits today, as evidenced by the slight pink tinge to her usually black aura. She was now adorned in a white blouse that was only half buttoned, a rather poofy pair of pants that seemed to have more weight than their style would imply, a thick plaid cape, and a rather dapper red fedora, while her face had taken on a noble canine appearance. The effects of the prototyping, of course. Only a fool Queen would ever remove her Ring of Orbs Manyfold, as this would invite betrayal and insubordination.
"N07hing y0u d0 n07 ye7 kn0w, 2adly, my Queen." Danwer did a deep bow. How he hated this part. Playing her royal stooge, but he needed her in his pocket as best he could. "The Pr02pi7ian her0e2 have all entered 2kaia, and wi7h 7hem the war can begin in earne27. Cer7ainly, n0 army can 27and again27 y0ur2 wi7h 7he p0wer gran7ed by 7heir en7rance." Danwer caught a glimpse of the roiling red a black aura that was hidden just behind a wall nearby, just out of sight of anyone but Danwer. The Archagent announced his presence to Danwer everywhere he went. "Jack, why d0n'7 y0u j0in u2? We were ju27 ab0u7 70 di2cu22 7he war."
The Archagent came out from around the corner, a look of near pure rage on his face. The Archagent did not like the Queen, or Danwer for that matter. "I have lots of duties to attend to. They are far less likely to get done if I have to deal with you, Mage."
Danwer almost couldn't contain his laughter. The Archagent... looked just like that one pirate from the old movies. What his name? Oh, yeah. Jack Sparrow. The likeness was uncanny, and quite humorous. "Well, I 7hink 7he bulk 0f y0ur f0rce2 2h0uld be cen7ered 0n L02AW. 7he wa7er w0rld will likely be 7he ea2ie27 70 7ake, 2ince i7 will be harder f0r any0ne 70 ge7 ar0und 7here. Bu7, L0MAI 2h0uld n07 be ign0red. 7he... fr0g2 have g0ne mi22ing, a2 y0u've 70ld me, cer7ainly a higher c0ncen7ra7i0n 0f pe0ple l00king will have 7hem be f0und 200ner. I'm n07 2ure I under27and y0ur religi0n, bu7 y0u've 70ld me 7hi2 wa2 imp0r7an7, 20 I'll 7ake y0ur w0rd f0r i7. 7ha7'2 all 7he advice I have f0r n0w, 2adly. I will 7ry 70 di2cern m0re 7ha7 I can 7ell y0u, bu7 my 20urce2 have been 2ilen7 0f la7e."
The Queen looked at him with an odd glint in her eye. "The Horrorterrors, you mean?"
Danwer shuddered. "Ye2, 7hem. A2 li77le a2 I like 7hem, 7heir inf0rma7i0n ha2 pr0ven valid in 7he pa27. Bu7 I really mu27 be g0ing, n0w." With that, Danwer turned around and headed out the window, and began floating back to his tower. He then noticed something out of place. The light in one of the other hero towers was on... someone else had woken up. He wasn't sure how to feel about that. It meant he might have backup over here if he needed it, but they could also screw with all of his plans to over throw the Dersite royalty. He shook his head, he'd worry about it later. he had things he needed to do in the land of the waking. He finished floating back to his room. His right cheek was starting to go numb from it pressing into his keyboard on the other side. He'd need to wake up soon, or risk having an imprint of keys on his face.
He sat down on his bed, and began to lay back-
And woke up on his keyboard faster than he had anticipated. He slapped himself on the forehead when he saw that he had sent that message to everyone when he'd passed out. He was probably going to hear about this later.
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Posted: Thu Oct 04, 2012 9:42 pm
Nick was not amused, not even in the slightest. After he had woken up in the Medium, he had found his home filled with holes, and things in places they definitely didn't belong. His bathtub for one thing sat in the middle of his bedroom. A hole in his wall showed where his bed had been flung from the house and into the yard where it now sat in a mess of melted ice and snow, and he still had no clue as to why his stove was in the living room. Of course he had seen some of it happen himself, but he had been a bit preoccupied with trying to get a hold of his dog so that he could be sure to prototype him with the Kernel sprite when it was released. Then he had to be sure his sister stayed put which had been even more difficult then catching Keda.
Though none of that compared to how difficult it was for him to get both the Kedasprite and his sister in one place.
Sitting at his computer, he quickly opened his Palshouter, and checked all the names of those online. Opening a window he was about to send Danwer a message to see if he had made it in without too many problems when the other sent a message himself.. When he saw what had been sent however his eye twitched. The troll was the last one who was supposed to have entered the Medium, and Nick knew that for him to be the last was most likely the most dangerous.
BA : Danwer what happened
BA : Danwer seriously is everything alright over there You didnt go dying on us did you
He wasn't answering, and that couldn't be good. With a grumble he stood and started moving towards his bedroom door.
"I swear if he is just sitting there behind that screen and laughing"
He never managed to finish what he was saying as he suddenly found himself passed out on the floor of his bedroom and waking up on what he assumed was Derse. He sat up suddenly, his gaze instantly flitting about the room he was in, taking in everything. It strangely looked like his own room, minus the holes in the wall and everything was still in it's place. Standing up he gazed down at what he was wearing and scowled, shaking his head. He looked ridiculous.
Moving to turn on the lights so he could see a little more easily, he took another look around the tower room. It really did look a lot like his room in the waking world, except, of course, for a few things. For a moment he contemplated going outside, but he decided against it. This was no time to go exploring, he had to wake back up quickly. For all he knew Imps could have found him passed out and he'd have a huge problem on his hands.
He moved quickly back to the bed and lay back, closing his eyes. He soon found himself waking up on the floor next to his bedroom door. As he suspected, there were imps who scrambled backwards as he woke, but soon after ran at him. With a hiss of breath he was on his feet, pulling a sword and wakizashi from his abstratus. With a quick twirl of the blades he ran at them.
((ooc: sorry guys if this post sucked. Had no concentration and was pulled away from the computer constantly. My next will hopefully be much better.))
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