OOC Thread: shit. lets be psychic (Chatlogs and memos)

[MessiahForHire]

Whoa look! A thread where we can post our chatlogs and memos for all to see and comment on! The thread itself is OOC, meaning that we post whatever we want, but the chatlogs inside are only as canon as we want them to be! Which is usually quite canon, I guess? :D

Anyways, how about I get this ball rolling with a thing of beauty.

Spoiler:

-- mercilessTango [MT] began pestering loquaciousAmateur [LA] at 8:26 --

MT: Hey there!
LA: WHAT|DO|YOU|WANT|
MT: Do I need to want something in particular to revel in your presence?
LA: NO|I|SUPPOSE|NOT|BUT|IF|YOU|DO|NOT|THEN|YOU|ARE|WASTING|MY|TIME|
MT: Well, I can hardly say that building a bond that could last the ages is a waste of time, hon.
LA: WHAT|
MT: Come, now. Did you miss the memo that you are my sweetie pie? <3
LA: I|MUST|HAVE|
MT: Maybe it involves time shenanigans!
MT: Those are the best kind of shenanigans, I hear!
MT: And I can think of so many ways that they can be incredibly... fun~
LA: THOSE|ARE|THE|ONLY|SHENANIGANS|YOU|SEEM|TO|BE|INVOLVED|IN|
MT: Well why would I waste my time with other shenanigans. Shenanigans that don't coincide with your shenanigans, babe.
LA: I|AM|SURE|YOU|CAN|
LA: I|DO|NOT|INVOLVE|MYSELF|IN|ANY|SHENANIGANS|
MT: Sure you don't.
MT: Don't worry, I won't tell anyone your... little secret~
LA: MY|WHAT|
LA: WHAT|DO|YOU|KNOW|
MT: I know the sort of shenanigans you love beyond rationality.
MT: Oh!
MT: Speaking of secrets and shenanigans--
MT: I was told to relay a message to you!
MT: Isn't that exciting!
LA: BY|WHO|
MT: Hm, I guess I forget, who. Maybe a little... indulgence could persuade me to remember?
LA: INDULGENCE|
LA: WHAT|KIND|OF|INDULGENCE|
MT: It's not obvious?
MT: Darn.
MT: I was hoping that maybe...
MT: Well, it might be a little much to ask...
LA: SPIT|IT|OUT|
MT: Well, I'm just trying to find a good way to phrase this ha ha ha
LA: GOG|JUST|HURRY|UP|
MT: Okay, I think I got it.
MT: I've just been curious about you, you see.
LA: GOOD|FINALLY|
MT: About what you are really like, inside and out.
MT: So, would it be too much to ask, if we ever meet, if you let me inside your world?
MT: And maybe I could
MT: Just
MT: Experience you to my heart's content?
LA: UH|
LA: WELL|I|KNOW|WE|WILL|NEVER|MEET|SO|FINE|
LA: THERE|YOU|HAVE|BEEN|INDULGED|
MT: Okay, but we inevitably will in alternate timelines. There are an infinite amount of those, you know!
MT: So in every one of the infinite timelines where we do meet in person
MT: I will hold you to your word. <3
LA: THAT|IS|A|DISTUBING|THOUGHT|
MT: ... </3
LA: NOT|THAT|
MT: ...I'm... not following?
LA: THAT|MEANS|THAT|I|AM|DEALING|WITH|AN|INFINITE|NUMBER|OF|THESE|IDIOTS|
MT: But I guess it also means that you're infinitely not dealing with them!
LA: THEN|I|WISH|THIS|WAS|ONE|OF|THOSE|UNIVERSES|
LA: BUT|NOW|WE|ARE|OFF|TOPIC|
MT: Oh yeah, that's right! The message.
LA: YES|THE|MESSAGE|
MT: Well, I guess it was more of an order, really
LA: I|DO|NOT|CARE|
LA: JUST|TELL|ME|WHO|IT|IS|FROM|
LA: AND|WHAT|IT|IS|I|GUESS|
MT: Well, I don't know their name, so I can't really say for sure! I mean, it could also have been someone else hijacking their account to hide their TRUE IDENTITY so saying who said it might be a moot point!
LA: WHATEVER|
MT: But it boils down to you being told to meet them somewhere
LA: YOU|ARE|STALLING|
MT: Uhhhhh
LA: MEET|THEM|
MT: Where was it again... Let me grab the log
MT: Oh, right, right. Storage Room 52.
MT: It sounds RIVETING, to be honest.
LA: OH|BOY|MEETING|IN|A|DAMN|CLOSET|
LA: WHY|
MT: I wasn't told why, though. But they seemed pretty intent on you being there!
LA: GOG|DAMN|IT|
MT: They also wanted to make sure that you didn't let anyone else know.
MT: It's to be confidential, you see.
LA: THIS|BETTER|NOT|BE|SOMETHING|STUPID|
MT: No, it seemed pretty important!
LA: FINE|
MT: I guess the, uh, closet aspect is only there because they don't want anyone else to know.
MT: Probably something having to do with not wanting any intruders on your business.
LA: IF|THIS|TURNS|OUT|TO|BE|A|WASTE|OF|TIME|I|WILL|MAKE|THOSE|INVOLVED|
LA: NEVERMIND|
MT: You will make those involved...?
LA: I|GUESS|I|HAVE|A|MEETING|TO|GO|TO|
MT: Wait, two questions
LA: WHAT|
MT: I have two questions for you about that comment.
LA: SERIOUSLY|
MT: 1) Are you someone who targets the messenger, so to speak?
MT: 2) Should I be happy or unhappy about this, if you are?
LA: I|DO|NOT|KNOW|
MT: ...Huh. Okay then.
LA: WAIT|
MT: Hm?
LA: WAS|THERE|A|TIME|I|WAS|SUPPOSED|TO|BE|THERE|
MT: Oh
MT: Uh
MT: ...Oh, that's right!
MT: There wasn't a set time, but they wanted you to mark when you were there.
MT: Just to make everything easier, and more... confidental, I guess.
LA: FINE|
MT: They wanted you to leave some sort of marker outside the room.
MT: Something that only you would have.
LA: WELL|THEN|
MT: Well...?
LA: I|GUESS|I|WILL|LEAVE|MY|UNFATHOMABLE|IRRITATION|
MT: Ahahahaha, no, something tangible, silly!
LA: I|GUESS|
LA: MY|SCHEDULE|
MT: A schedule? Well, if you leave that, I'd hope you wouldn't mark down that meeting on it! It could be embarrasing!
LA: I|WILL|NOT|MARK|THAT|DOWN|
MT: ...Wait, why your schedule? Wouldn't that mean if someone found it, they'd go looking for you?
LA: THERE|IS|NOT|MUCH|ELSE|THAT|ONLY|I|WOULD|HAVE|
MT: Really? For all your weird over-the-top-ness, you don't have any odd obsessions?
LA: AND|ME|LEAVING|MY|SCHEDULE|AROUND|WOULD|NOT|RAISE|SUSPICION|SINCE|NO|SEEMS|TO|THINK|IT|EXISTS|
MT: ...Why not?
LA: NOTHING|I|DO|IS|ODD|
LA: I|DO|NOT|KNOW|
MT: ...Huh.
MT: Okay then.
LA: I|KEEP|MY|SCHEDULE|AND|I|SET|MY|CLOCKS|
MT: ...Well there you go! "Clocks." Pluralized!
MT: So maybe that might work?
LA: WHAT|
LA: WELL|I|GUESS|IT|MIGHT|
MT: Maybe if you left one, no one would notice!
MT: ...Or care. Whichever works.
LA: MAYBE|YOU|ARE|RIGHT|
LA: I|WILL|DO|THAT|THEN|
LA: NOW|ENOUGH|WASTING|TIME|
MT: Yeah, that happens every once in a while. It makes me feel all fuzzy inside when I am.
MT: 'Kaaaaaaaay
LA: I|HAVE|A|MEETING|I|GUESS|
MT: Have fun with that, honey! :D
LA: GOODBYE|

-- loquaciousAmateur [LA] ceased pestering mercilessTango [MT] at 9:12 --

I WONDER WHAT SORT OF DEVELOPMENTS WILL HAPPEN NEXT.

[Drouth]

Guilla is murdered by Jack Noir.

[MessiahForHire]

DON'T SPOIL IT, MORON.

[Drouth]

;.;

[Sparky]

Ahahahahahahahahahaha

[Drouth]

Shitty Guilla-side intro to shenanigans GO!

"AUGH WHY IN THE WORLD DOES SOMEONE WANT TO MEET ME DOWN THERE?" Guilla thought to himself as he reached into his pocket, pulling out a small clock he'd alchemized earlier on. He took a quick glance around the room to make sure no one was watching too closely, and trying to figure out who it might be that wanted to meet him. After deciding that being suspicious of everyone was causing him to waste precious time he closed his laptop and set the clock over it, then began leaving the room.

Storage room 52 was a ways away, and Guilla still couldn't figure out what could possibly be so important that they'd need to be that far away from the group. Still, he made the long walk through the rooms leading up to it, and entered it ready to complain. "ALRIGHT ASSHOLE WHAT IS IT YOU WAN- DID THEY SERIOUSLY JUST TRICK ME AGAIN!?"


((Glenys joins the fray!))

This was pretty much the worst thing. Seriously? This guy? Really? ...Then again, it's not like it was too out-of-the-ordinary for Guilla--Glenys would probably be more surprised if it were someone else who had sent her that message without him putting them up to it.

Not that it made her any happier about this whole thing. It had still been incredibly insulting to her, and the fact that he had the gall to do that. Not to mention that it was being incredibly roundabout and cowardly... The more she mulled over it the angrier she got. By this point she was clenching her undone tie in her fist tightly enough that she was badly creasing it. She didn't really care right now.

Of course, maybe there was the off chance that it wasn't Guilla. In a way she hoped that wasn't right--she didn't want anyone else in that room. To make sure, she waited a minute after Guilla had gone in. After all, if it weren't Guilla, he wasn't likely to stay that long in some boring storage room, but if it were, he wouldn't stay for too long. A minute was safest. After it was up, she calmly entered after him, shutting the door quietly after her.

((And what happens? Read on, folks!))

Spoiler:

TM: ...Well?
LA: HUH?|
LA: GLENYS?|
TM: What, you cannot 5peak enou8h, but 5uddenly you've 8ot nothin8 to 5ay? I cannot 5ay I'm 5urpri5ed.
LA: I|JUST|WASN'T|EXPECTING|THIS|
TM: You cannot 5eem to 8et enou8h attention, can you. 8ut were you expectin8 5omethin8 el5e? Po55ibly more like thi5...?
LA: UH...|
-- taciturnMercenary [TM] punched loquaciousAmateur [LA] across the face --
-- loquaciousAmateur [LA] staggers --
LA: OW,|WHAT|THE|FUCK!?|
TM: Now that I've indul8ed you, why don't you indul8e me for a minute here.
TM: Give me a 8ood rea5on why I 5houldn't 5tran8le you ri8ht here, ri8ht now, you piece of 5hit.
TM: You have cro55ed line5 con5tantly, without re8ard to anyone el5e. I5 it your duty in life to pi55 a5 many people off a5 po55ible?
LA: WHAT|THE|HELL|ARE|YOU|TALKING|ABOUT?!|
-- loquaciousAmateur [LA] shoves taciturnMercenary [TM] away --
-- taciturnMercenary [TM] grabs loquaciousAmateur's [LA'S] arm in a death grip --
TM: What the fuck do you think I'm talkin8 about!
-- loquaciousAmateur [LA] struggles --
LA: I|THINK|YOU'RE|BEING|A|PARANOID|BITCH!|
-- taciturnMercenary [TM] pushes loquaciousAmateur [LA] against the wall --
TM: I told you to 8ive me a 8ood rea5on.
LA: WHAT|ARE|YOU|TRYING|TO|DO|GLENYS?|
TM: Oh, look, here'5 the one with all the an5wer5, 5tru88lin8 to find one.
LA: GET|OUT|OF|MY|FACE|GLENYS,|I|DON'T|KNOW|WHY|YOU'RE|ACTING|LIKE|THIS|BUT|I'M|NOT|INTERESTED.|
TM: Oh, you're not? I5 thi5 a joke to you!
-- loquaciousAmateur [LA] digs his nails into taciturnMercenary's [TM'S] wrist --
LA: |LET|GO,|NOW!|
TM: What the hell'5 your fuckin8 problem, Guilla!
-- taciturnMercenary [TM] releases her grip on loquaciousAmateur's [LA'S] arm only to wrap her tie around his neck tightly --
TM: Where do you 8et off doin8 what you do.
TM: Manipulatin8 other5 to 8et them to do the brunt of your emotional work?
TM: You are a coward, Guilla.
-- loquaciousAmateur [LA] attempts to tear off the tie --
LA: |STOP|IT,|I|DON'T|KNOW|WHAT|YOU'RE|TALKING|ABOUT!|
LA: WHY|THE|HELL|DO|YOU|HATE|ME|SO|MUCH|ALL|OF|A|SUDDEN?|
LA: AND|DON'T|YOU|DARE|CALL|ME|A|COWARD,|AT|LEAST|I|DON'T|TRY|TO|HIDE|WHAT|I'M|THINKING.|
TM: No, but in5tead, you 8et everyone el5e to pull your wei8ht with it!
-- loquaciousAmateur [LA] tries to get away, but gets choked by the tie --
TM: ...
-- taciturnMercenary [TM] releases her grip --
TM: You di58u5t me. I don't want you near me. Don't try and follow me; I'll know.

[MessiahForHire]

BUNP for great justice!

More context for that exchange coming soon!

[Drouth]

Yay!

[MessiahForHire]

HEY, GUESS WHAT. CONTEXT.

Spoiler:

-- nocturnalScribe [NS] began pestering taciturnMercenary [TM] at 10:6 --

NS: Hey
TM: Ye5?
NS: Do you and your bullcrap accomplices know something about
NS: This game or whatever
NS: That were supposed to play
TM: Excu5e me?
NS: It is always the same with you isnt it
TM: That tone i5 not very becomin8 of one 5uch a5 your5elf.
NS: Im in a good mood
NS: I want to be done with this quick so that good mood doesnt sour for long
NS: Because that is an inevitability when dealing with the lot of you
TM: Well then 8o 8rovel at 5omeone el5e'5 feet. Your 8ood cheer ha5 certainly cau5ed you to foul my own mood.
NS: In addition to the above you are not in any position to tell me what is becoming of me or what isnt
NS: Well
NS: Now that i give it some thought maybe
NS: With your weird clairvoyance software that lets you peek in at your leisure throughout our lives
NS: However disregarding this i am willing to accept that i did not start this conversation in the best of tones
NS: Perhaps it would be ideal to lower the animosity between our groups
TM: You never cea5e to amaze me in your incredible i8norance.
NS: And you never cease to amaze me with your incredible ego.
NS: We could call it even
TM: And how you thou8htle55ly blurt out word5 that accompli5h nothin8 at an alarmin8 pace.
NS: Ugh
NS: This is resulting in nothing but frustration
NS: The interactions between a pair of characters sometimes need to be mediated by a third
TM: Hah!
NS: Whats hah now
TM: It'5 time5 like ri8ht there I can almo5t let my5elf hope that you people a5 a whole are not nearly a5 thick a5 you otherwi5e prove to be.
NS: I am willing to take that as a pseudocompliment rather than pursuing further confrontation
NS: However until this presumed third party arrives i shall take my leave
TM: Good. Then be8one.
NS: However, before I do.
NS: I think it would be best to inform you that I need to pass a message from one of your companions, who has chosen to remain anonymous.
NS: Nevertheless, they just said 'no names'. I assume I'm free to tell you it was a greenblood.
TM: Get to the point.
NS: Eh, I would probably just use the message to my own advantages if I had any idea what it means. You guys and your weird terminology.
TM: Are you 8oin8 to tell me or are you 8oin8 to 5pend eternity contemplatin8 it.
NS: Without silly giveaway typing quirks, "Storage room 52, bring the tie and the pail"
TM: ...
TM: You have fufilled your dutie5, lowly me55en8er.
NS: How many times do i have to tell you
NS: Red is a respectable blood color here
NS: I am not lowly at least not any more than you
NS: In any case i take my leave with the customary block
NS: Farewell
NS: PESTERCHUM:BLOCK

Spoiler:

-- nocturnalScribe [NS] began pestering mercilessTango [MT] at 10:23 -- [/color]

MT: Ohey
NS: Hey mt
NS: I apparently lucked out twicefold
MT: Oh?
NS: To negate my lack of such fortune in the search for the information i coveted
NS: I asked one of the trolls about the game
NS: She didnt say anything about it but i managed to trick her with a bullshit x2 combo
MT: Oh yeah? Who?
NS: I apparently guessed right on there being a 'greenblood' in her group and said greenblood requesting a meeting at a bullshit made up storage room i basically pulled out of thin air
NS: I guess they do have stuff like that since she didnt say anything to indicate suspicion
NS: TM
MT: Pfffff
MT: Dude
MT: Dude dude dude
NS: I did this through a made-up message involving a tie and a pail
MT: Ahahahahahahahaha
MT: Yesssssss
MT: Though
MT: Why a tie?
MT: That seems weird xD
NS: It does but
NS: When it regards them
NS: Hell they made a bucket be borderline pornographic
NS: I dont wanna think what they do to clothing
MT: Oh man
MT: What if they just make everything like that
NS: And i think sn said something about tm and a tie
MT: Kinkiest people ever.
MT: Hell, I know I wanna meet one in person now
NS: But what if its a letdown
NS: And instead of kinky its just boring and weird
MT: Theeeeeeen
MT: I guess
MT: It'll be my sworn duty
MT: To make it the awesome kind of kinky
MT: Right?
NS: Right
MT: Maybe you could help
MT: Whip up some of that prose
NS: If you help me in turn
NS: I need to set up the other part of the prank
NS: I need to arrange a meeting between someone else and tm
MT: And make them melt as you whisper little words of romance to the,m
MT: Uhhh
MT: Who
NS: Whoever you wish
NS: Just give them the same room
NS: Storage room 52
MT: Uhhhh
MT: Are you
NS: And ask them to bring something inocuously depraved
MT: Are you sure
NS: Why are you unsure
MT: Well I only know of, apparently buckets
MT: Well come on, they can spy on us
MT: What if they're watching our screens RIGHT NOW
NS: I dont think they can quite see our screens
MT: Hmmmm
MT: Maybe
NS: They never seem to know any details regarding our conversations or the relationship between us
NS: Perhaps they lack a zoom feature
MT: Ahahaha
MT: But you're suggesting something outrageous of me, either way
NS: Well
MT: I mean, why should I get them to go
NS: Because you want to spread the love
MT: Into a room with depravity
NS: Come on weve both heard it a million times
MT: But what if I'm not actually that generous
NS: An encounter meant for the entertainment of a third party
MT: What if I'm greedy
MT: And want to keep the love
MT: All to myself
NS: Turns the situation around and becomes the start of love for two souls
MT: Forever
NS: Well its a gamble
MT: And then
MT: They won't love me anymore
NS: We either get a laugh or share a bit of love
NS: Love isnt very finite
NS: You will get love anyways
NS: If they love you less i can love you more to make up for it
NS: Does that sound good to you
MT: But if love isn't something that can be measured objectively
MT: How can I know for sure you're loving me more!
MT: :O
NS: Shenanigans
NS: Or, you know, I can treat you with... A slight distinction, every now and then.
MT: D'ohoho!
MT: Tell me more, baby
NS: Even though I do that already, but you never seem to read too much into it.
NS: So i can only assume you dont care much for it
MT: Whoa wait hold up
MT: Let's go back like, five seconds at leastr
MT: *least
NS: Hm?
MT: "Even though I do that already"
MT: Are you trying to get out of showering me with even more affection
MT: :T
NS: Well, you're the one that gets the most punctuation out of me.
NS: Read: Anything at all.
MT: Well
MT: Are you saying you'd do the exact same thing because that's what it seems like.
NS: Well, not counting when I get worked up over the trolls.
NS: But that's an entirely different matter altogether.
NS: No, I'm saying I'd probably do it more often.
NS: So that it becomes a noticeable difference over the others.
MT: Oh, I see
MT: Then your punctuation could be worn like a symbol of pride
MT: Like
MT: I'd tape screenshots to my clothes
MT: And get everyone to bask in the glory
NS: I am starting to get the feeling that you are being sarcastic with me
MT: Of your periods
NS: My periods are glorious yes
NS: But thats probably not what your words are intended to mean right now
MT: I'll get everyone so stare at the beatiful, rich, glorious red of those periods
MT: And flaunt it
MT: I'll let everyone knoe
MT: *know
NS: But
NS: Its not like everyone needs to know when my periods manifest
MT: Pffff
MT: Honey, we can let everyone know that they manifest whenever they damn well want to
NS: For some reason
NS: This is kind of awkward
NS: Can we
NS: Change the subject
NS: To something less red
MT: Well it's not my fault your text is red!
MT: I don't see what the problem is
MT: It''s just
MT: You have red text
NS: I
MT: So of course your periods are red
MT: :|
NS: Could send you a story
MT: !!!
NS: Or rather
NS: Write a story just for you
MT: ...
NS: Would that be an accurate measure of increased affection
MT: *SWOON*
MT: You do that, baby, and I will be all over you like corny on Valentine's cards
NS: I think i could take that as a yes
MT: <3

-- nocturnalScribe [NS] ceased pestering mercilessTango [MT] at 11:9 --

[Sykan]

I am willing to take the blame for this trainwreck! 8D

poor adam now everyone will know of his red periods manifesting whenever they damn well please >:

[Drouth]

Ahaha.

[Sparky]

Spoiler:

-- nocturnalScribe [NS] began pestering hyperactiveHistorian [HH] --

NS: Hey guess what
HH: what
NS: I built a computer
HH: of straw?
HH: sticks?
HH: bricks?
NS: Well
NS: Wood, gears, remnants of my old computer, and some bird bones
HH: I dub thee MacGyver
NS: Its hard to explain really and oh god it was so hard to find that comma button from underuse
NS: Thank you
NS: Still it wouldve been nice if i hadnt had to do that
NS: My old computer exploded
HH: Wasn't me
HH: I swear
NS: I know
NS: I think it was one of the troll people
NS: My computer had been acting up ever since i got back on it
HH: oh jegus just...don't start on them
NS: Guess someone was trying to break into it while i was bedridden for some reason
HH: who knows...
HH: but seriously
NS: Pesterchum was buggy my files were out of place and then it went kaboom
HH: I swear. If these idiots don't stop with the doom and gloom 'superior species' bullshit
HH: I will find a way to get even
NS: Im all for helping you with that
NS: But in any event as i mentioned i was in bed for a couple of days on account of a fever
HH: And if you doubt my ability to get revenge...
HH: ask aL.
NS: My immune system has the best timing ever
NS: I will because now my curiosity is piqued
HH: Are you sick of them or just sick
NS: By now i believe it is both
NS: However i think i may have gotten back at them
HH: Sneeze one them
HH: on, even
HH: It worked in War of the Worlds!
NS: I have yet to see if i will reap any fruit from my labors
NS: However i keep on getting sidetracked
NS: I was going to ask if you could perhaps fill me in on anything that happened while i was in bed or rebuilding my computer
HH: well,
NS: I was going to ask joan but pesterchum flipped out on me and then my computer exploded so [/color]
HH: it's generally been everyone being morons or asshats or both
NS: It kind of impeded me from asking her
HH: so
HH: you know
HH: the usual
HH: but with more meteors
NS: Meteors what
HH: oh
HH: you didn't know about those?
HH: yeah
HH: um
NS: Apparently not
HH: sburb ends the world
NS: ...
NS: This
NS: What
HH: I told y'all this game was stupid
HH: but no
HH: y'all wanted to play it anyway
NS: Dont put me in the same lot
NS: For the most part ive just been the clueless town loon running around trying to catch a glimpse of the loop
NS: And just when it gets within sight i get thrown in custody for toppling cows over or something
HH: i'm pretty damn sure there is no loop
HH: consider it calvinball
HH: but less fun
NS: And more meteors
HH: just a few
NS: For now
HH: but yeah
NS: The way this is going it will inevitably get worse
HH: make sure you can get into the medium
HH: or whatever the hell it's called
NS: I will assume this also has to do with the game
HH: yeah
NS: Are you in said medium yet
HH: basically, your server player will destroy your house and dick around till the meteor's almost fucking on top of you and then maybe remember to get you into the damn game before you die
NS: This
HH: and then your server player will have the audacity to wonder why you set creative traps around his or her home when you finally make contact with them
NS: This sounds like its going to be a royal hassle
HH: nah
HH: royalty tend to be well-meaning buffoons
HH: go with...congressional hassle
NS: Fair enough
NS: Is anyone in the medium yet
HH: yeah
NS: Goddamnit
NS: Bedridden for a couple days and i miss the best parts
HH: i think it's just you and evan still out
NS: Im willing to blame it on the trolls
HH: but i've lost track, been kinda busy
HH: ...one sec
HH: Sorry, had to detonate a landmine
NS: what
HH: where were we
NS: Nevermind that
NS: Who do i have to hassle to get in
HH: either matt or evan
NS: Before i get squashed by a mass of space rock
HH: depends on whether evan's in yet
HH: or wait
HH: hm
HH: no that should be right
HH: ...oh good grief
HH: clearly i alchemized the cheap antipersonnel explosives
HH: look i can pester you later
NS: Okay
NS: Maybe then i shall be less ignorant and therefore more conversational
HH: but right now i have to fend off some lizards in a mirror maze
NS: ...
HH: and i need more bombs
HH: and possibly cowbell
NS: I
NS: Ill try to contact matt
HH: don't give me that look
HH: they attacked me first
NS: You dont even know what look i have on my face
HH: is it judging
NS: Pesterchum doesnt have a cam feature
NS: Its not judging
HH: uh huh
NS: Its more like
NS: Puzzled condescendence
HH: goddammit i hate these apple imps
NS: Okay
NS: Just
NS: Ill talk to you when more of this makes sense
HH: oh fat chance of that
HH: this game is cobbled together from lsd and head trauma
NS: I hear you
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] ceased pestering nocturnalScribe [NS] --

[Drouth]

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-- hibernalHawkshaw ]HH] began pestering antithesisLegionnaire ]AL] at 19:45 --

HH: A worrd.

AL: Oh, it's you again.

AL: Hello.

HH: Yes. Yes it is me again.

HH: So

HH: You

HH: and yourr comrrades

HH: haev been causing me no end of irrrritation

HH: just thought you should knwo

AL: Good to know.

HH: and to be frrank

HH: if therre was any honorr in it

HH: I would gladly hunt each and everry one of you down

HH: and end yourr misrrabl

HH: miserralbe

HH: misarrbl

HH: pathetic

AL: Are you drunk?

HH: existences

HH: PERRHAPS

AL: Man I was just about to offer to talk it out over a glass of wine.

HH: Arre you not still a grrub?

AL: But if you're already intoxicated then I guess we can forget that.

AL: I've never been a grub.

HH: whateverr

HH: the human quivalent

HH: equivalent

HH: thing

HH: newly hatched and not trrrruly grrown

AL: That really isn't relevant anymore, is it?

HH: I am starrting to suspect that nothng to do with yourr grroup has ben rrelevnt

AL: Oh now don't be that way.

AL: Remember the good times?

HH: what good times

AL: You know...

HH: may I rremind you that my firrst encounterr with you humans was merre minutes afterr my homeworrld had been destrroyed

HH: and afterr my frriends and i learrned we would be barrrred frrom achieving ourrrr rrewarrd

AL: You never told me that.

HH: and i assurre you that alterrnian daily life is nowherre nearr as...coddling as it is forr you

HH: didn't i/

AL: Nope.

HH: it matterrs not

AL: Well it seems to matte to you.

AL: So what's this about a reward?

HH: only in the sense that we arre all going to die

HH: oh, nothing you will likely see

HH: why do you think you have been so frrustrrating

HH: i and my frriends

HH: have been trrying to keep you frrom an untimely demies

HH: and in rresponse/

AL: Well maybe if you guys had ever actually helped us we wouldn't be in this situation.

HH: you actively ifnorrt out sfbivrr

HH: ignorre orru advice

HH: fuck when did thekeys starrt movign

HH: perrhaps we would have prroved helpful had you everr listened

AL: Around the third bottle I assume.

AL: Well I'm all ears now.

HH: liarr

HH: i can see you thrrough the view...thing

HH: most cerrtainly not all earrs

AL: Oh.

AL: Well am I at least the most handsome human you've ever seen

AL: Also, it was a figure of speech.

HH: meh

AL: Meh?

HH: does meh have a diffrrnt meaning to humans

AL: It might.

AL: Meh tends to mean you have no real opinion, and I'm sure you must have an opinio about how I look.

HH: actually, no

HH: i rreally don't

AL: You don't have to lie.

AL: This is a private conversation, remember?

HH: though one of yourr frriends cerrtainly seems to harrborr concupiscent feelings towarrd you

AL: Oh?

AL: Do tell!

HH: blackrrom, specifically

AL: Blackrom...

AL: I think the green guy mentioned something like that before.

HH: guilla?

AL: Is that his name?

HH: la? yes

AL: Interesting.

HH: what?

AL: Oh nothing.

HH: yes is suspetc that often is what you humans think of

AL: What?

HH: nothing

AL: Anyway, what's this about blackrom?

HH: one of yourr frriends has a prretty obvious blackrrom crrush

HH: you do know what that is

AL: All I know is that Guilla guy has a huge blackrom boner for...

AL: Oh where are my manners today?

AL: Anyway no, I don't really know what that is.

HH: give me a moment

HH: interresting

HH: it does taste betterr if you airr it forr a time

HH: verry welll

HH: As you no doubt know

HH: rromance consists of the fourr quadrrants

HH: matesprrits, morrails, kismesiseseses, and auspistices

HH: orr rred, pale, black, and ashen

HH: jkikkkkkkkkkkkkkkkl,l,;./'

HH: whoops

AL: What was that?

HH: my head

HH: cant type with it

AL: Not unless you have huge keys.

HH: anyway

HH: do you follow

HH: heh

HH: that worrd looks funny

HH: follow follow

AL: Yeah, I follow.

HH: excellent

HH: rredrrom is based on pity

HH: symbolized thusly <3

HH: oops go back

HH: i misnamed the quadrrants

HH: rred should rread flushed

HH: black should rread caliginous

AL: Noted.

HH: maybe i am morre drrunk than i thought

AL: I wouldn't worry about it, please continue.

HH: rright

HH: rredrrom is based on pity - flushed <3 and pale <>

HH: the flushed quadrrant seems to be what you arre most familiarr with

AL: Yeah, you could say that.

HH: The pale quadrrant is morrallegiance

HH: um

HH: not cerrtain you haev an equivalnet

AL: Well, what does morrallegiance entail?

HH: two perrsonalies that counterrbalance each otherr

AL: What, like friends?

HH: guarrdianship

HH: That is a grross overrsimplification

AL: Okay, not friendship.

HH: think of it like a lusus

HH: a morrail watches overr you and keeps you in check if needed

HH: much much morre commitment than a frriendship

HH: though not a rrelationship that will fill a pail, if you catch my drrift

AL: Sure.

HH: Ashen. c3<

HH: Facilitating a rrelationhsip between towo otherrs

HH: orr impeding

HH: basically stopping black infidelity

AL: Okay...?

AL: And what is that?

HH: having mutliple kismeses of courrse

HH: it's simply bad forrm

HH: and finally

AL: Okay, so if you decided "Hey I want to get into a black relationship with this handsome human over here" then someone would have to step in and say "No can do." ?

HH: caliginous <3<

HH: if they deemed it apprroprriate

HH: the black rromances arre based in hate

AL: I mean don't you already have a kismewhatever?

HH: what?

AL: Wait, what?

HH: i do not rrecall discussing any of my perrsonal rromantic details with you orr any of yourr frriends

HH: norr is it any of yourr busines

AL: I'm not hearing a "no".

HH: would you like to hearr a fuck off?

AL: Are you coming on to me?

HH: not rremotely

AL: I was just joking about-

HH: any hate i harrborr towarrds you is purrely platonic

AL: Oh, okay.

HH: Kismessitude is a mutual hatrred, but a special hatrred.

HH: a rrivalrry

AL: And that is considered romance?

HH: yes

HH: Verry imporrtant.

HH: When the imperrial drrone comes arround, a trroll must supply genetic slurrrry frrom both matesprrit and kismesis.

AL: Why is that?

AL: What?

HH: I will not go into the basics of rreprroduction forr you. Ask yourr lusus.

AL: So... you and your kismesis have... hate-sex?

HH: You know, let's go with that.

AL: That...

AL: Guilla never mentioned that he wanted to do THAT with you.

AL: Wait

AL: Shit

AL: Ignore that, I am lying.

HH: What?

AL: Uhh...

AL: I guess it isn't mutual?

HH: If he trruly feels that way, he's trrying too harrd. He acts like a petulant wrrigglerr.

AL: Isn't that the point though?

AL: To get you to hate him?

HH: Not prrecisely...

HH: Again, special hate.

AL: Rrright.

HH: Let me find a prroperr analogy

AL: And what would he have to do to get that... special hate?

AL: Okay.

HH: one of yourr costumed enforrcerrs of justice

AL: Police?

HH: the one with the cape like a winged cheese rrodent

AL: Oh.

HH: he has a verry strrong rrivalrry with the subjuggulatorr

AL: ...

AL: Batman?

HH: yes

AL: How the hell do you know about Batman?

HH: we have similarr literraturre on alterrnia

HH: and i did do some rresearrch on yourr planet

AL: Right, crazy parallel universe shit.

HH: Parrallel nothing.

HH: We came firrst.

AL: Don't know what a subjuggulatorr is though.

AL: Close enough.

HH: the one with the face paint, constant laughterr, and urrge to destrroy forr the sake of it?

AL: That is the Joker.

AL: He is a clown.

AL: The Clown price of crime.

HH: Yes.

AL: Prince, rather.

HH: The Clown Prrince and the Darrk Knight.

HH: The two face each otherr often, each firrmly convinced of theirr hatrred of the otherr, corrrrect?

AL: If you know what he is then why did you call him a subjuggulatorr.

AL: Uh, yeah.

HH: Because I could not rrecall yourr terrm forr them.

HH: I digrress.

HH: Neitherr the Prrince norr the Knight will everr kill the otherr.

HH: They enjoy theirr mutual hatrred too much.

HH: It is what they live forr.

HH: And it shows in everry encounterr.

AL: Okay...

AL: But they don't exactly jump eachother and and have hot steamy gay hate-sex.

HH: Gay?

AL: If you hadn't noticed, they're both guys.

HH: Yourr point?

AL: If two guys have sex, that makes them gay.

AL: Or bisexual I guess.

HH: You have specific terrms forr that?

HH: How quaint.

AL: You don't?

AL: Wierd.

HH: But you underrstand the quadrrants now.

AL: I guess.

HH: Good.

HH: Look what can be accomplished if you listen to us.

HH: You arre now culturrally awarre.

HH: No less doomed than beforre, but culturred.

HH: ~^_^~

AL: Told you I was listening.

AL: So anyway, you said one of the others has a hatecrush on me or something?

HH: Did I?

HH: That was about half a bottle ago.

AL: Must be a big bottle.

HH: It's possible.

AL: So, who is it?

HH: They haven't said anything, rreally

HH: But it just seems so obvious to me

AL: Well?

HH: It seems rude to tell

AL: Well I told you about Guilla's hatecrush on you.

AL: I can't be the only rude one here.

HH: But this isn't even hard evidence, just a guess.

HH: RReally, I'm surrprrised you couldn't tell, seeing how much time you spent interracting with herr.

AL: Please, enlighten me.

HH: I think I've said enough.

AL: That's no fun.

HH: When did I everr give the imprression that I was fun?

AL: I dunno, talking to you has been pretty fun for me right now.

HH: And now you'rre just trrying to currrry favorr.

AL: No, I'm serious.

AL: This is pretty fun right now.

HH: I wish I could say the same.

AL: Hm?

AL: You can't?

HH: No

AL: Something else bothering you?

HH: just imminent death

AL: And we somehow caused it?

HH: In a rroundabout way

AL: Care to explain?

HH: Not cerrtain that I am in a position to

HH: you know what

HH: hell with it

HH: Withholding inforrmation is at least parrtially what caused this debacle

HH: I'll give you the shorrt verrsion because I think I may need to seek the toilet.

HH: Ourr game crreated yourrs. We did it wrrong. The powerrs that be set ourr punishment to tie ourr fates to that of ourr crreated univerrse's session. Yourrs.

HH: You die, we die.

AL: Oh wow.

AL: What did you do wrong?

HH: Overrpowerred prrototyping made an unbeatable king and queen. We cheated.

HH: Set them against each otherr. I arrgued against it and lost the vote.

AL: What was the vote?

HH: To set them against each otherr.

HH: But rreally, I must go.

AL: I don't really know how many of you there are.

-- hibernalHawkshaw ]HH] ceased pestering antithesisLegionnaire ]AL] at 21:55 --

[Sparky]

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-- hibernalHawkshaw [HH] began pestering hyperactiveHistorian [HH] --


HH: you.

HH: outlaw.

HH: we need to haevv worrds.

HH: uh, hi

HH: can this wait? i need to do a thing

HH: Oh, so you finalyl decidde to put an edn to yourrrr strrkie

HH: wonderrful1

HH: um

HH: sigrun, are you drunk

HH: can trolls get drunk

HH: How do you know my name??

HH: mutual friend

HH: I seee

HH: Yourr thing can wait

HH: fine

HH: what do you want

HH: quite simpyl

HH: to apoligze

HH: apolgiz

HH: say sorrrry

HH: uh

HH: I rrealize my frriends and i...especially me

HH: have been difficult with yourr grroup

HH: trreated you unfairrly

HH: blamed you forr thinngs that arre not trruly yourr fault

HH: um, thanks?

HH: We have been absoluteky horrrrid to you

HH: and i spearrheaded that

HH: i acted utterrly without honoorr

HH: is therr any way i can maek it up to yuo/

HH: o_o

HH: um

HH: for one thing, please stop drunk dialing me, it's super awkward

HH: noted

HH: and another, it's okay

HH: i know your situation

HH: and while i'm still pretty friggin pissed about it

HH: i can understand why you guys acted how you did

HH: surrely you jest, outlaww

HH: no, it'd really be cool if you stop the drinking

HH: when did you become my lusus, hm

HH: gonna say right about the time i figured out you probably can't walk straight

HH: nonsense, erris

HH: i can so walk strraight

HH: then why don't you prove it, smartass

HH: perrhaps i shall!

HH: jk,"

HH: ...you fell out of the chair didn't you

HH: I admit nothing

HH: uh-huh

HH: gog, you'rre rright

HH: i'm sorrrry

HH: oh no no no no more apoligies

HH: look, i accept your apology

HH: ok?

HH: thank you

HH: great

HH: now how about you go lie down somewhere till you sober up

HH: i told lygara i'd do this thing and i want to see if it helps

HH: lygarra? interresting

HH: shit

HH: wasn't going to tell you

HH: so i'll get back to you later

HH: verry well, erris

[Oblivion]

Ly gives Sigrun a 50/50 chance of remembering this conversation at all when she sobers up.