OOC Thread: shit. lets be psychic (Chatlogs and memos)
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Perhaps Herald of Rage should've been Eris' title.
I do have to wonder how long it will take Jeanne to figure out that Jack is not and never was on LOMAG. Between that and the eye, she's definitely going to want Eris' head.
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Re: OOC Thread: shit. lets be psychic (Chatlogs and memos)
Evan: Seek the Knight.
Eris: Hide the scepter.
- Spoiler:
- -- petrifiedSeeker [PS] began pestering hyperactiveHistorian [HH] at 23:13 --
PS: ♪♫ ok ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ im here, wheres your house at ♪♫
HH: hard to give any directions, what with the maze
HH: ah...start at the denizen's tower and fly east
PS: ♪♫ right ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ um ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ your ♭astards not awake is he ♪♫
HH: just don't get close to the mirrors
PS: ♪♫ right okay ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ its kind of weird ♭eing a♭le to fly without rockets ♪♫
HH: tell me about it
PS: ♪♫ you ever get that jerking feeling like youre falling in a dream or somethin ♪♫
HH: not so much lately
PS: ♪♫ ok so you do get used to it after a while ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ guess thats a plus ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ are you gonna ♭e there when i find this place or are you out somewhere still ♪♫
HH: i'm there
PS: ♪♫ ok ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ is joan still with you ♪♫
HH: no
HH: left a while ago
PS: ♪♫ k ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ cause ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ uh ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ we kinda need to talk and joans cool and all ♭ut shed pro♭a♭ly ♭e making googly eyes the whole time ♪♫
HH: nonsense
HH: there's no probably about it
PS: ♪♫ heh ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ ok im here ♪♫
HH: great
PS: ♪♫ um please tell your sprite im not an imp ♪♫
HH: that thing still around?
PS: ♪♫ yeah ♪♫
HH: gah
PS: ♪♫ hes looking at me funny ♪♫
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] shoos Horusprite --
PS: ♪♫ thanks ♪♫
HH: no problem
PS: ♪♫ ok so yeah sorry for showing up in pajamas was kind of in a rush ♪♫
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] slaps petrifedSeeker [PS] --
PS: ♪♫ ow ♪♫
HH: that's for dying
PS: ♪♫ um ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ ok i guess i deserved that ♪♫
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] hugs petrifiedSeeker [PS] --
PS: ♪♫ so ♪♫
HH: don't you dare do it again
-- petrifiedSeeker [PS] stands stunned for a few moments before returning the hug --
PS: ♪♫ uh ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ yeah not planning on it ♪♫
HH: good
HH: so
HH: what did you want to talk about?
PS: ♪♫ well ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ lets start with what happened ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ and mainly how im not dead now ♪♫
HH: ok
HH: for starters
HH: i don't know the first part
HH: you were talking to me and cut out
HH: and started speaking gibberish
HH: i got to loqal, and you were gone
HH: i have your computer, by the by
PS: ♪♫ yeah dont suppose any of my clothes are in decent shape ♪♫
HH: don't know
PS: ♪♫ ♭right shiny yellow is more ♭egging to ♭e shot out of the sky ♪♫
HH: didn't feel right going through your house
PS: ♪♫ its ok ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ ill head ♭ack there when were done here think i can make that trip without getting in more trou♭le ♪♫
HH: right
PS: ♪♫ so anyway ♪♫
HH: yes?
PS: ♪♫ what happened next? ♪♫
HH: well, best as i can understand it, we all get a free rez because of our dreamselves
HH: i followed instructions, and you came back
PS: ♪♫ yeah you already told me this part ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ i dont remem♭er it ♭ecause everything around ♭eing dead is kinda fuzzy ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ ♭ut yeah ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ im more wondering what you did ♪♫
HH: i think it's because you aren't exactly you, you're your dreamself now..oh
HH: um
PS: ♪♫ yeah and cause i wasnt awake yet ♪♫
HH: right
HH: ah...
HH: you see...
HH: you're never going to believe it
PS: ♪♫ uh eris ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ three of us just came ♭ack from the dead ♪♫
HH: because it's quite honestly the stupidest thing ever
PS: ♪♫ im pretty sure i can ♭elieve anything right now ♪♫
HH: yes, and yours didn't work the same way joan's and mine did
PS: ♪♫ yeah cause i didnt get godmode ♪♫
HH: right
PS: ♪♫ which sucks ♭ut ♭eats ♭eing dead ♪♫
HH: indeed
PS: ♪♫ youre ♭ein dodgy ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ just sayin ♪♫
HH: i am not being dodgy!
HH: =/
PS: ♪♫ cmon it cant ♭e that ♭ad i mean im sitting here and youre ♭lushing like hell so i know somethins up might as well just get it overwith right? ♪♫
HH: it's embarrassing!
PS: ♪♫ you said joans gone right ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ and you sent the sprite away ♪♫
HH: the point stands
PS: ♪♫ mines not gonna show up ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ no♭ody else is here ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ hey ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ you ♭rought me ♭ack to life ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ would kinda ♭e a jackass thing of me to do to laugh at ya ♪♫
HH: i know...
PS: ♪♫ and lets ♭e honest ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ if i was going to laugh a♭out anything i figured it would ♭e your accent ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ ♭ut here i get here and your accents actually pretty cool so its not really funny ♪♫
HH: heh...
HH: all right, fine
HH: no laughing
PS: ♪♫ :] ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ no laughin ♪♫
HH: i kissed you
-- petrifiedSeeker [PS] blinks. --
-- petrifiedSeeker [PS] blinks again. --
HH: i told you, you wouldn't believe me
PS: ♪♫ ♭wuh? ♪♫
HH: let's just put paid to anythign right here and there, that was all i did, and i wasn't sure it would work
PS: ♪♫ you kissed me? ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ you? ♪♫
HH: what's that supposed to mean?
PS: ♪♫ look at me eris ♪♫
HH: i am
HH: what do you mean, you?
PS: ♪♫ im like the poster ♭oy for nerds everywehre ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ if any♭ody in our group is supposed to get kissed its not me ♪♫
HH: well, it's how the resurrection thing works
HH: don't ask me, i don't know why it's programmed like a daft fairy tale
PS: ♪♫ well ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ i guess that works, not like anyone would ♭other otherwise ♪♫
HH: you still haven't explained yourself
PS: ♪♫ i mean ♪♫
HH: you have a problem with me doing the kissing?
PS: ♪♫ no ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ hell no ♪♫
HH: afraid you'll catch the crazy?
PS: ♪♫ i lived with drake for fifteen years i think im immune to crazy ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ ♭ut no ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ i mean ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ jesus hell if it was an actual kiss and not something you just did cause you were sorry for me hell id ♭e on top of the goddamn world right now ♪♫
HH: wait
HH: what?
-- petrifiedSeeker [PS] turns redder. --
PS: ♪♫ um ♪♫
HH: you...
HH: you don't mean
HH: oh dear would you look at that i do believe i have something to set on fire and then put out as a convenient excuse
PS: ♪♫ well why else would someone like you ♭other with kissing me? ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ like jesus youre the resident ♭adass in the group what the hell kind of interest would you have in me ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ i think im just gonna stop talking im makin a fool of myself ♪♫
HH: you're making a fool of yourself?
HH: no, by no means
PS: ♪♫ huh? ♪♫
HH: i mean, you're not the one who gets flustered for no reason, i mean you're right there's nothing to worry about, it was just a game feature after all not like i've had a crush on you for somewhere in the neighborhood of a year and never worked up the nerve to mention it in casual conversation or anything so let's just smile and nod and move along and how about that lovely weather?
-- petrifiedSeeker [PS] blinks. --
HH: clouds making interesting shapes, aren't they?
HH: i think that one's shaped a bit like a giraffe
PS: ♪♫ you had a crush on me? seriously? ♪♫
HH: did i say that?
PS: ♪♫ yeah ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ ♭ut ♪♫
HH: no, clearly not because it would be incredibly embarrassing to admit it!
PS: ♪♫ uh ♪♫
HH: it's not like you felt the same way after all
HH: resident pyro, set you on fire as soon as say hello, right?
PS: ♪♫ um ♪♫
HH: so let's just move along!
-- petrifiedSeeker [PS] somehow manages to turn redder yet. --
HH: what?
HH: ...
HH: you
PS: ♪♫ well ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ um ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ yeah ♪♫
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] sits down --
HH: i
HH: honestly did not expect that
PS: ♪♫ huh? ♪♫
HH: well...
HH: any of this
HH: that i'd ever end up telling you, that you'd feel the same way
HH: or, i guess this is the main point, that it'd save your life in a roundabout way
PS: ♪♫ jeez and here i am thinking that im lucky you ♭other to give me the time of day much less deal with timezones doing it ♪♫
HH: not at all!
HH: ...
HH: you know what this means?
PS: ♪♫ yeah think so ♪♫
HH: you're one of *those* types
PS: ♪♫ wait ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ what types? ♪♫
HH: like the girls always hanging around the bikers with tats and criminal records
PS: ♪♫ ♭whuh? ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ i think thats a ♭it off ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ im not... uh... ♪♫
-- petrifiedSeeker [PS] coughs. --
HH: relax, ev, i'm just pulling your leg
PS: ♪♫ heh ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ i guess im the sucker in this huh ♪♫
HH: does make me wonder a bit why you can stand me
PS: ♪♫ why wouldnt i ♪♫
HH: blimey, ev, i give you shit every time we talk
PS: ♪♫ yeah ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ well ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ ♭ut ♪♫
HH: plus there's the whole mental instability thing i have going
PS: ♪♫ i dunno its just something we do, it never seemed like you actually were tryin to treat me like crap ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ it was just ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ just havin fun ♪♫
HH: i mean, i nearly ruined everything, odds are fair it could happen again =/
PS: ♪♫ ♭eing friends ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ hey ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ no ♪♫
HH: i know, but some of it could be taken pretty harshly!
PS: ♪♫ no we are not goin down that road ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ look ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ look ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ you ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ what you saw ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ hell that woulda taken it out of any♭ody ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ dou♭ly so with what happened after ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ triple with the goddamn trolls ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ jesus eris look at us all ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ its a miracle we didnt all go crazy ♪♫
HH: ...
HH: did i tell you how i made godtier?
HH: things have been rather a blur, i don't remember if i gave you the details
PS: ♪♫ no ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ well ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ you told me that you died in a special place ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ ♭ut thats all ♪♫
HH: because i'm not convinced i'm sane
PS: ♪♫ im guessin theres another catch ♪♫
HH: i got jeanne leblanc to do it
PS: ♪♫ wait ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ wait ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ what? ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ jeanne as in ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ jeanne who fucks everything up ♪♫
HH: yes, her
PS: ♪♫ jeanne who wants this so she can fuck things up even more? ♪♫
HH: yes
-- petrifiedSeeker [PS] waves the scepter. --
HH: put that away till we can find a place to hide it!
PS: ♪♫ sorry, sorry! ♪♫
HH: don't want her coming back
HH: god...
HH: don't think she's precisely aware i'm not dead
HH: really hoping she doesn't learn that for some time
PS: ♪♫ jeez ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ so ♪♫
HH: as an fyi, i do not recommend this plan
PS: ♪♫ well ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ it doesnt really matter cause i cant go godmode anyway right? ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ i mean cause i died once already ♪♫
HH: right
PS: ♪♫ ♭ut ♪♫
HH: but just as a warning, she really wants me dead
PS: ♪♫ what did you do? ♪♫
HH: um
HH: temporarily blinded her with a flashbang, shot her, drew her into a minefield, slashed out her eye, and insulted prospit to her face?
-- petrifiedSeeker [PS] stares. --
HH: honestly, i don't think revenge on her part is entirely justified, as she did kill me after i did that
HH: quite painfully, might i add?
PS: ♪♫ and you think this makes you crazy ♪♫
HH: the fact that i thought this was ever a good plan? yes
PS: ♪♫ well it worked didnt it? ♪♫
HH: barely...
PS: ♪♫ i think ♭arely is all we get in this damn game ♪♫
HH: ev, she beat me to the quest bed
PS: ♪♫ ♭arely make it in ♭efore the meteors ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ ♭arely make it through exploring ♪♫
HH: i had to bluff a distraction to get near it
PS: ♪♫ ♭arely know what were doing ♪♫
HH: if she hadn't fallen for it...
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] shakes her head --
PS: ♪♫ hey ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ its over ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ its done ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ not worth ♭eatin yourself up over ♪♫
HH: no worry, she did quite a good job of that
PS: ♪♫ heh ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ ♭ut no ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ i dont think youre crazy ♪♫
HH: thanks...
PS: ♪♫ and ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ well ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ were here, together ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ may♭e we did somethin right for once ♪♫
HH: maybe
HH: so...
HH: you really do like me?
PS: ♪♫ yeah ♪♫
HH: =)
PS: ♪♫ :] ♪♫
HH: then
HH: um
HH: ...right
HH: the scepter
PS: ♪♫ heh ♪♫
HH: have to do something with it
PS: ♪♫ well ♪♫
HH: i have an idea
PS: ♪♫ i mean o♭viously we have to hide it somewhere where jeanne wont find it ♪♫
HH: i sincerely doubt she'll go back to my quest bed
PS: ♪♫ so what we just ♭ury it there? ♪♫
HH: seems as good a place as any
PS: ♪♫ how do we know some stupid imp or gator wont dig it up? ♪♫
HH: i don't think we have any guarantee
HH: but think of it this way
HH: jeanne wants this thing bad enough to kill the entirety of derse and prospit
PS: ♪♫ wait what ♪♫
HH: she won't hesitate to kill us if she sees we have it
PS: ♪♫ i just left prospit everything was fine ♪♫
HH: i heard she killed the king
PS: ♪♫ isnt he on her side ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ or whatever ♪♫
HH: ev
HH: i might think i'm crazy...
HH: i know she is
PS: ♪♫ ok point ♪♫
HH: i figure she'll get the scepter one way or another
HH: it's better she just find it and not murder one of us to get it
PS: ♪♫ ♭ut if she finds it we lose right? ♪♫
HH: i think it kicks off the end game
PS: ♪♫ so its less game over and more final ♭oss time ♪♫
HH: right
PS: ♪♫ okay so ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ lets go find this ♭ed thing and stick this magic doomstick under the matress ♪♫
HH: well
HH: actually
HH: i was thinking
HH: maybe i could show you around lomag a bit first?
PS: ♪♫ sure sounds like a plan :] ♪♫
Eris: Hide the scepter.
- Spoiler:
- HH: all right, i couldn't find anything for your specibus
HH: so you'll need to stick close
PS: ♪♫ suppose sticking with clu♭♭ing stuff with the scepter is pro♭a♭ly not a ♭right idea ♪♫
HH: no
HH: no it is not
PS: ♪♫ figured ♪♫
HH: ready?
PS: ♪♫ yeah ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ lets do this ♪♫
HH: this is weird
PS: ♪♫ what? ♪♫
HH: everything
HH: us
HH: we're both technically dead, i believe
PS: ♪♫ think well just give ourselves a freakin migrane if we try to make sense out of that one ♪♫
HH: heh
PS: ♪♫ it always this quiet? ♪♫
HH: pretty much
HH: between dullahan and my scrap with jeanne, would you want to go outside?
PS: ♪♫ point ♪♫
HH: bit creepy, honestly
PS: ♪♫ yeah ♪♫
HH: been tempted a few times to fight him just to get some noise
PS: ♪♫ sure thats a good idea ♪♫
HH: of course it isn't, don't be daft
HH: i've already gotten myself killed once in an early boss fight
HH: don't plan to do it again
PS: ♪♫ yeah know the feeling ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ well sort of ♪♫
HH: right, should be getting close
PS: ♪♫ holy crap ♪♫
HH: hm?
PS: ♪♫ its a fucking warzone ♪♫
HH: ah
PS: ♪♫ jeanne did all that? ♪♫
HH: heh...
HH: half of it...
HH: you don't use a pea shooter against a one man army, ev
PS: ♪♫ so i got a silly question ♪♫
HH: i may have a silly answer
HH: shoot
PS: ♪♫ whats she look like ♪♫
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] shudders --
PS: ♪♫ um ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ ♭ad question? ♪♫
HH: big and white. five dragon heads, barbed tail, wings. weird eye on the main head, the one i didn't get
HH: you see her, you stay the hell away
HH: just
HH: i don't want to think about it
PS: ♪♫ alright ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ yeah trust me i got no intention of goin head to heads with her ♪♫
HH: good
PS: ♪♫ at least not until i get a few more levels under my ♭elt and some ♭ackup ♪♫
HH: if it wasn't obvious she's our final boss, i'd be happy to avoid her the rest of my life
HH: start looking for a low plateau, should be sort of hidden by the maze
HH: it was around here
PS: ♪♫ well i found a crater ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ um ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ eris ♪♫
HH: what?
PS: ♪♫ holy crap thats a lot of ♭lood ♪♫
HH: oh...
HH: damn, i forgot
HH: i...didn't want you to see
PS: ♪♫ wait ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ is that you ♪♫
HH: yep
PS: ♪♫ jesus ♪♫
HH: huh.
HH: looks almost as bad as it felt.
HH: ...
HH: wait
PS: ♪♫ she took your head? ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ thats sick ♪♫
HH: god...
PS: ♪♫ um ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ eris? ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ you gonna ♭e okay? ♪♫
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] stares blankly --
HH: evan...
HH: promise me you'll never let me try anything this stupid again
-- petrifiedSeeker [PS] takes her hand --
PS: ♪♫ promise ♪♫
HH: right.
HH: let's hide this thing and get out of here
PS: ♪♫ yeah ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ um ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ we should pro♭a♭ly ♭ury her ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ you ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ just doesnt seem right ♪♫
HH: no, it doesn't.
HH: ...
HH: um
HH: i
HH: really
HH: don't want to touch my own corpse
PS: ♪♫ ok ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ here ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ you take care of this thing ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ i got her ♪♫
HH: thank you...
-- petrifiedSeeker [PS] hands over the scepter --
-- petrifiedSeeker [PS] moves the corpse to the minefield crater --
-- petrifiedSeeker [PS] begins laying rubble in the crater --
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] wedges the scepter into the crack on the quest bed --
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] piles rubble around it --
HH: well, not exactly subtle, but should be somewhat hidden from a quick glance
PS: ♪♫ unless we can kick of a rockslide to ♭ury the place a ♭it more i think were done ♪♫
HH: i probably could, now that you mention it...
HH: though i'm not sure how good an idea it would be
PS: ♪♫ well ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ on second thought not sure we can ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ everything goes down from here ♪♫
HH: right, then
HH: i guess that
HH: s all we need to do here
PS: ♪♫ yeah ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ jesus i hope this works ♪♫
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] shrugs --
HH: no sense in worrying over it now
HH: let's go
PS: ♪♫ yeah ♪♫
HH: i'm thinking your place
PS: ♪♫ pro♭a♭ly a good idea, i could stand actually having normal clothes and more importantly weapons ♪♫
HH: yes, getting you out of that is definitely a priority
HH: ...
HH: um
HH: i mean
HH: ...
PS: ♪♫ heh ♪♫
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] turns bright red --
PS: ♪♫ jeez eris thought the guy was supposed to try to jump the gun on the first date ♪♫
HH: oh, sod off
PS: ♪♫ ;] ♪♫
HH: piss poor excuse for a first date, wasn't it
PS: ♪♫ its not over yet ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ cmon ♪♫
HH: so many options...walk through the garden, watch a film, bury your corpse, nice dinner...
PS: ♪♫ yeah well now were going on to the ever classic visit the house and meet the family ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ if ♭y family youre willing to accept the ♭asic su♭stitute of one ♭adtempered manyheaded dragon and one pyromaniac slugger who may or may not ♭e home ♪♫
HH: heh
HH: well, i'd introduce you to mine, but...
PS: ♪♫ yeah ♪♫
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] sighs --
PS: ♪♫ cmon ♪♫
HH: sorry
HH: don't mean to keep dragging you down
PS: ♪♫ nah its ok ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ you gotta deal, hell id ♭e the same way if it was drake ♪♫
HH: really?
HH: the man actively tries to kill you on a near daily basis
PS: ♪♫ well ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ i dont think he was actually trying to kill me ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ may♭e more like ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ just toughen me up a ♭it ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ and like hell look what happened i pro♭a♭ly needed it ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ and im worried a♭out him ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ comin from me that sounds kinda crazy huh ♪♫
HH: a bit
HH: he's fine
HH: i'm sure of it
PS: ♪♫ yeah youre pro♭a♭ly right ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ so quicker to use the gates or just fly straight there? ♪♫
HH: probably just flying
PS: ♪♫ k ♪♫
HH: you're sixth in, i was second
PS: ♪♫ yeah just not sure the danger level out here ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ or how were still ♭reathin though i guess that has more to do with the whole ♭ein dead thing ♪♫
HH: i guess
HH: no sense in worrying about it
HH: we've got enough of a crisis to hold off without adding to it
PS: ♪♫ yeah ♪♫
HH: well then
HH: lead the way
PS: ♪♫ alright ♪♫
-- petrifiedSeeker [PS] takes off toward LOQAL --
HH: just a head's up
PS: ♪♫ yeah? ♪♫
HH: you look like an idiot in that outfit =)
PS: ♪♫ yeah i know ♪♫
HH: well, come on
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] flies off --
Sparky- Posts : 499
Join date : 2010-11-11
Age : 35
The posted message is too big. Bah, only 33 pages!
Sparky: Nag friends to revise logs.
Joan: Pester Eris.
-- mercilessTango [MT] began pestering hyperactiveHistorian [HH] --
Eris: Resist urge to panic.
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] began pestering spectralPsiren [SP] --
Joan: Check timeline and THEN pester Eris.
-- mercilessTango [MT] began pestering hyperactiveHistorian [HH] --
Joan: Pester Eris.
-- mercilessTango [MT] began pestering hyperactiveHistorian [HH] --
- Spoiler:
- MT: So I guess you were also at this weird chessboard place?
HH: skaia?
HH: yep
HH: i don't think it's that weird
MT: Well I guess it's weird by non-Sburb standards.
HH: i think it's quite pretty
HH: moreso if it wasn't a battlefield
MT: The clouds are rather pretty, yes. :D
HH: now, those are weird
MT: On the subject of clouds, did you see stuff in 'em?
HH: some, but i wasn't paying much attention
HH: more concerned with getting back to a computer so i could tell you lot i was still alive
HH: speaking of
MT: You see some really cool stuff in them though.
HH: you're already back?
MT: Yeah, I got excited about things.
HH: i didn't think you went to your quest bed that long ago
MT: I can't help myself when there's so much to talk about.
HH: maybe it's just that i've known you too long
HH: but i felt a slight shudder
MT: Because I have it on good authority that Skaia's clouds show the past, present, future, and maybe other things too!
HH: i'm aware...
MT: But I'm quite certain that what I saw was something that had already happened. It's pretty neat how I got to see that on my own! Like a TV or something.
MT: WOOOOOSH WE'RE ON TV.
HH: all right...
MT: Have you changed out of your new rad clothes, or do you have any intention of doing so?
HH: why bother?
MT: Thought so.
MT: :D
HH: only thing i really miss is my visor, but i'm getting used to the gauntlet so i think i'm why are you smiling
MT: Because my little kid sister is growing up! I'm so proud. ;u;
MT: Here, have a pride noogie. :D
HH: what
-- mercilessTango [MT] engages in PRIDE NOOGIES. --
HH: isn't your birthday...
HH: joan
MT: Yes, sweetie?
HH: you've been back from the dead, what, ten minutes
HH: and you've already
HH: just
HH: nevermind
HH: i'm afraid to ask
MT: I've already...?
MT: Come on finish your thought here I wanna hear. :D
HH: noogies?
HH: why?
HH: i don't even
MT: Because you're growing up!
HH: um
MT: Next thing you know I'll be driving you to prom when you're in some ridiculously expensive dress that you'll never wear again being all excited about it.
HH: all right?
HH: ...
HH: you do realize that there are exactly six people left alive and that prom would therefore be impossible
MT: I guess it would have been more perfect if you were in a tree at the time though.
HH: joan
HH: what
MT: Yeah well shut up. ):
MT: So you're not gonna 'fess up? ;P
HH: i don't have a clue as to what you're talking about
HH: i mean, i'm reasonably certain we're both using english
MT: What, nothing significant's happened to you recently?
HH: so i'm guessing the problem is on your end
HH: does dying count?
MT: Okay more like something you did.
HH: again, dying
HH: i did that
MT: Nono, before you were mortally wounded or whatever.
HH: stabbed jeanne in the face?
MT: Okay I'm not sure how tactful it is to drop hints about something you did. :|
HH: i haven't done anything, really
HH: died, came back, got a new computer, told you about godtier
MT: I guess I never really did get a good look at what YOU were wearing, so it might have been anything. >_>
HH: then you went godtier and apparently lost your mind
HH: ...
HH: what did you see me doing?
MT: Hmmmmmmm
MT: If it really WAS the future...
MT: Iiiiiii'm not gonna spoil it for you, sweetheart.
HH: you can't taunt me about this and then leave me hanging!
MT: Sure I can.
MT: just
MT: watch
MT: me
MT: :D
HH: joan
HH: don't you dare
MT: Hm?
MT: I shouldn't dare do what, exactly?
HH: leave without telling me
MT: Why not?
MT: You'll find out eventually.
HH: but
MT: Besides
MT: It'll spoil the magic of the moment. ;)
HH: what does that mean?!
MT: Why should I spoil it!
HH: because i asked nicely
HH: please
MT: So you read the last chapter of a novel before you're there? :|
HH: ...fine
HH: just tell me this
HH: does it involve me dying again? =/
HH: because i would really like to know so i can avoid that possibility
MT: Jeez, Eris, this isn't 20 Questions. >_>
HH: i haven't asked anywhere near that!
MT: You asked a yes or no question.
HH: ...
HH: that would be because i would like a yes or no answer
HH: since you're clearly not giving me any details
MT: And did you know that in 20 Questions the point is to ask 20 yes or no questions in order to pinpoint exactly what a person is thinking of.
HH: you know, just because you control time doesn't mean the rest of us have all of it =/
MT: Yeah but weren't you paying attention?
MT: If it'll come up
MT: You'll be the first to know.
HH: but you already know!
HH: just
HH: augh
MT: Yeah well I'm positive there are things you're not telling me!
MT: We all keep secrets.
MT: At least I'm being upfront about the fact that I'm keeping some.
MT: :)
MT: Anyways
MT: I should probably do some timey wimey stuff now
MT: Later, toots.
MT: <3
-- mercilessTango [MT] ceased pestering hyperactiveHistorian [HH] --
HH: ...
HH: joan!
Eris: Resist urge to panic.
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] began pestering spectralPsiren [SP] --
- Spoiler:
- HH: are you free?
HH: i could use a little game advice...
SP: I am not oc-cu-pied at the mo-ment, no.
SP: What con-cerns you?
HH: evan's dead
SP: I see.
HH: you said we all get a free revival
HH: how come his didn't happen?
SP: It has not yet been act-i-va-ted.
HH: calling shenanigans on that
HH: mine happened instantly, and joan said the same
SP: I am look-ing at you. He is not on his Quest Bed.
HH: all right then...
HH: so i just move him there, and we're fine
HH: any idea where it is?
SP: That is why your res-sur-rect-ion was
SP: No, it does work that way.
SP: He must be on the bed when he breathes his last.
SP: Mo-ving a corpse there is point-less.
HH: so he's gone for good?
SP: No.
HH: you just said
SP: He can still be re-vived, as long as his dream-self is in-tact.
HH: so the quest bed is pointless
SP: No.
HH: but
HH: you just
SP: Let me ex-plain.
HH: let me find a wall
SP: Dy-ing on the Quest Bed re-sults in as-cen-sion, as hap-pened with you and the Proc-tor.
HH: i need to ram my head into it a few hundred times
SP: The soul and the dream-self are merged.
HH: just
SP: And their pow-er ad-van-ces dra-ma-ti-cal-ly.
HH: can i get the info later
HH: can i bring him back?
SP: He can be re-vived, yes. But he will not gain the pow-ers of the God-tier.
HH: screw godtier
HH: hasn't done much for me
SP: He will sim-ply re-turn as he was, no more or less strong, with his bo-dy re-placed by that of his dream-self.
HH: whatever, fine
SP: You seem up-set.
HH: as long as it brings him back alive
HH: no, really?
HH: thought i looked pleased as punch
SP: I un-der-stand you are wor-ried.
SP: But be-com-ing hys-ter-i-cal will do you no good.
HH: i am standing over what used to be someone i really cared about
SP: Nor him.
HH: and this is not hysterical
HH: i can do hysterical
SP: No, let us not do that.
SP: You need to re-main lu-cid if you are go-ing to aid him.
HH: that's great and all
HH: but i don't know how
HH: the bed won't work
HH: do i need a defibrillator
HH: cpr
SP: No.
HH: phoenix down
SP: I do not know what an-y of that is, but I do not think it is the ans-wer.
SP: No, it is much sim-pler.
HH: oh my god if you say clap
SP: Just a kiss is all that is need-ed to wake the dead.
HH: ...
HH: what
SP: Oh for the love of the an-ces-tors please tell me hu-mans know what a kiss is.
HH: if i wasn't in the middle of a panic, i'd spend about ten minutes convincing you it's a type of food here
SP: I would not be a-mused.
SP: o_o
HH: i would
SP: I am sure.
HH: you can't be serious
HH: kisses don't work that way
SP: Of course not. Out-side the Me-di-um.
HH: why is it different inside?
SP: But with-in? You are now in an-o-ther re-al-i-ty. The rules are slight-ly dif-fer-ent.
HH: how so, magic saliva?
SP: If I were to haz-ard a guess?
SP: No.
SP: The much near-er prox-im-i-ty to Pros-pit and Derse.
SP: At least as far as space-time is con-cerned.
HH: um
HH: that
HH: doesn't begin to make sense
SP: I sta-ted it was a guess.
SP: A theor-y, at best.
HH: all right, that's fair...
HH: so
HH: anyone could do this
SP: An-y play-er, yes.
HH: anyone could kiss anyone else and bring them back from the dead
SP: An-y play-er could kiss an-y o-ther play-er, as on-ly play-ers have dream-selves.
HH: ok, i get you need a dreamself to be revived
SP: And it is the kiss of roy-al-ty that is need-ed to in-cite the res-sur-rec-tion.
HH: but you need one to do the revwait what
HH: royalty?
SP: Yes.
HH: um
SP: A prince or princ-ess, to be pre-cise.
HH: where am i supposed to get one of those?
HH: i don't exactly have one in my sylladex
SP: ...
SP: You -are- a prin-cess, Er-is.
HH: you know, you lot really need to make up your minds
HH: am i a hero, a knight, or a princess?
SP: All three.
HH: actually, i think all three of those are slightly off base
SP: Your na-ture and par-ti-ci-pa-tion in the game makes you a he-ro. Your role makes you a knight.
SP: And your res-i-dence makes you a prin-cess.
HH: ...
HH: all right, i don't think i've gone over this to you
HH: but just because i'm from england
HH: does not mean i'm bloody royalty
SP: Of course not.
SP: You are roy-al-ty be-cause you are from Derse.
HH: that is quite possibly the dumbest thing i have heard today
SP: Why do you think your dream-selves live in grand tow-ers?
HH: because it's a dream?
SP: Yes and no.
SP: All play-ers are roy-al-ty. Prin-cess-es and prin-ces of Derse and Pros-pit.
HH: so
HH: jeanne wasn't being condescending?
SP: I have no doubt she was, but she was al-so be-ing quite hon-est.
HH: ...interesting.
HH: i still don't agree with it, but not now
HH: so
SP: Ask a rank-ing Der-site if you doubt me. The Dig-ni-tar-y, I would ad-vise, for such in-for-ma-tion. Noir like-ly does not care.
HH: you aren't messing with me
SP: But for now yes time is pres-sing.
HH: that's...really it?
SP: Yes.
SP: And I must warn you.
SP: How long has it been since you last were in con-tact with him?
HH: um
HH: not very
HH: i was en route when i assume he died
HH: midconversation
SP: The dream-self can on-ly sus-tain it-self with-out ei-ther a liv-ing bo-dy in con-nec-tion to it or a soul with-in it for a short time.
HH: right...
SP: Left un-tend-ed, it will fade.
HH: not gonna lie
HH: this is unsettling
SP: How so?
HH: well
HH: for one thing
HH: he's dead
SP: Do hu-mans not have tales of no-ble he-roes who wake a slee-per with a kiss? Or an-y-thing sim-il-ar?
HH: sleeping yes, dead no
HH: and those are creepy, too
HH: sorry
HH: wasting time
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] kisses petrifiedSeeker [PS] --
HH: ...
HH: um
HH: ly
SP: What?
HH: i don't think it worked
SP: Why?
HH: he's not moving?
SP: Be-cause you see no-thing?
HH: tends to be rather part of the dead thing
SP: This bo-dy is dead. There is no-thing more that can be done for it.
HH: you said he'd come back
SP: His soul should now in-hab-it his dream-self. Which means he is now on ei-ther Pros-pit or Derse.
HH: oh
SP: Un-less his dreams have caused him to wan-der else-where.
HH: this had better not be a trick
SP: Have I giv-en you rea-son yet not to trust me?
HH: no...
SP: I un-der-stand your frus-tra-tion. At least, I think I do.
HH: ...oh
HH: really?
SP: I am not sure I would be an-y less sus-pi-cious my-self, in your pos-i-tion.
SP: I can do no-thing more from here than to as-sure you that no, I have not at-tempt-ed to de-cieve you, and yes, the Nin-ja should be a-live now.
HH: you've been in my positon, then?
SP: Well, no. I was speak-ing more in theor-y. Though I sup-pose our ses-sion might have gone more smooth-ly if we had pos-sessed some lev-el of out-side guid-ance.
HH: i do believe we've branched into separate conversations
SP: ... we have?
HH: moving on...
SP: In that case I be-lieve I mis-in-ter-pret-ed your in-tent...
HH: just a bit, yeah
HH: anyway
HH: is the game often this off base in choosing its heroes?
SP: What do you mean?
HH: =I
HH: how can you even ask that
HH: you've seen how i've played
SP: Ah. The dis-par-i-ty be-tween a he-ro-ine and her Role.
HH: some heroine
HH: what exactly have i done that qualifies as heroic?
SP: It is less what you have done and what you are go-ing to do.
HH: more of this fate nonsense?
SP: It is the na-ture of the game, some-what.
SP: It is re-mark-ab-ly self-con-tained.
HH: ly, people don't just become heroic overnight
SP: And no one ex-pects you to.
HH: ...
SP: The Roles are in-ten-ded to be chal-len-ging.
HH: what about impossible?
SP: If there is an-y-thing I have learned from my time in the In-cip-i-sphere, it is that no-thing is im-pos-si-ble.
HH: everything i've done so far, i've managed through cheap shots and deceit
HH: somehow i don't think that fits a knight
HH: at all
SP: Our Knight would ag-ree.
HH: so there are other sane people around, good
SP: I am some-what per-plexed.
HH: i make a terrible knight
HH: that's it
HH: godtier or not, that isn't going to change
SP: And yet you rec-og-nize the fact.
HH: i've got the tools but not the skillset
SP: And it is ob-vi-ous that the fact that you do not live up to your i-deal is trou-bl-ing to you.
HH: i've caused enough problems
SP: Ah.
SP: Now I see.
SP: You fear the wounds you have caused can-not be men-ded. That your er-rors can-not be cor-rect-ed, your wrongs for-giv-en.
SP: Yes?
HH: sort of
SP: I can-not speak for your friends.
SP: But I can at least say that I do not hold your past faults a-gainst you.
SP: And I do not see them as in-sur-mount-a-ble.
HH: that's not exactly it...
SP: Then what is?
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] sighs --
HH: i should probably bury him before he gets here
HH: anyway
HH: it's daft, really
SP: Par-don?
HH: it's just...
HH: i've rather made it a point to not let on when things get to me
HH: yes, i get a bit snippy now and then, but it's not the same as letting on something's bothering me
HH: so they all know me as the tough and reliable sort
HH: and...well...
HH: i don't think i can get that back
SP: You fear the loss of the res-pect of your com-rades?
HH: yes
SP: And why do you fear you have lost it to be-gin with?
HH: because i screwed up
HH: i let things get to me, and i lost control
HH: ran amuck through lomag, threatened to kill at least one of my friends
SP: Have you spo-ken to him?
HH: can i just say that when fixing your mistakes essentially requires you to arrange your own death, you may have taken a wrong turn somewhere?
HH: ...no
HH: no, i haven't
SP: Now that....
SP: That I un-der-stand.
SP: Speak with the Scribe. I be-lieve, once his in-i-tial fear sub-sides, that he will be wil-ling to dis-cuss the is-sue.
SP: You are not as far lost as you seem to be-lieve.
HH: good to know at least someone thinks that
SP: I will leave you with this thought.
SP: Per-haps the on-ly rea-son you see your-self as a poor Knight...
SP: Is be-cause you have ne-ver con-sid-ered try-ing an-y o-ther way.
SP: Un-til next, Er-is.
-- spectralPsiren [SP] ceased pestering hyperactiveHistorian [HH] --
Joan: Check timeline and THEN pester Eris.
-- mercilessTango [MT] began pestering hyperactiveHistorian [HH] --
- Spoiler:
- MT: Told you it'd have been perfect were you in a tree. :P
HH: ...
HH: this
HH: this is what
HH: ...dammit joan
HH: would've been nice to get a warning!
MT: Oh come on, spoilers ruin the magic of the moment.
HH: oh don't give me that!
HH: do you have any idea
HH: just
HH: what the hell, joan?
MT: Plus then you'd have been all concerned and fretting over your first kiss as opposed to just getting immersed.
HH: you can't be serious
MT: What?
HH: ...
HH: what exactly did your cloud show you?
MT: You gettin' your frenching on with a certain lucky dude.
HH: and...
HH: that's all?
HH: ...
MT: More or less, yeah.
HH: it was not frenching!
MT: Hahahahaha, whatever you say, babe. <3
HH: it
HH: fine
HH: whatever
HH: well, that makes me feel a little better, though
HH: you didn't know
MT: Didn't know what now?
HH: he was dead, luv
MT: Well I didn't know you were into that but okay.
HH: ...
HH: i'm not
MT: Then why the tongue?
HH: there wasn't tongue!
MT: Uh-huh, sure there wasn't.
HH: i think i would know
HH: it's not like i was doing it for kicks, anyway
MT: Yeah and I know that I know what I witnessed.
HH: you looked at a ruddy cloud
HH: i was there
MT: Yeah but them ruddy clouds be sneeky gits.
MT: Don't worry. Your secret's safe with me. ;)
HH: it's a game feature
MT: "Player: Use Tongue - +5 Emotion for the next hour"?
HH: ...
HH: kiss corpse within time limit, activate extra life
MT: Oh okay so that's what it is. Cool, I guess.
HH: ...
HH: are you
HH: disappointed?
MT: So does that make you like
MT: Gosh did he even have a name
MT: Okay nevermind you're a Handsome Prince forever then right.
HH: what
MT: You know like
MT: Fairy tales.
HH: i know, joan
HH: what = why are you bringing this up now
MT: Yeah
MT: Handsome Prince resurrecting Beautiful Princess.
MT: Come on this is like the most obvious thing in fairy tales if you can't wrap your head around this you go back to being five.
HH: i know what fairy tales are, joan
MT: Yes.
MT: Okay.
MT: Good.
HH: why are you so adamant i be in one?
MT: Well, sweetie, I did not make this game.
MT: So it's not me being adamant.
MT: Just me pointing it out.
HH: i should probably point out that i'm not a prince
HH: and evan isn't a princess
MT: Yessir.
MT: :)
HH: ...
HH: joan
HH: please tell me you're not making faces at your computer
MT: I think that would depend on what kinds of faces you mean.
HH: of course
MT: Because I'm just half daydreaming here, kinda staring at my computer blissfully, imagining what that legendary kiss might have been like.
HH: ...
HH: why are you so hung up on this?
MT: Because it's completely adorable, duh.
MT: :D
HH: how is it adorable?
MT: Awkward teen love is always adorable.
HH: it
HH: i
HH: it's not
HH: just
MT: It's not...?
HH: nothing
MT: Okay, so it's not nothing.
MT: I got that already.
MT: Go on? :3
HH: joan you cannot tell him about this
MT: Well duh
MT: That's your job.
MT: ;)
HH: i'm serious
MT: Come on, what kind of friend would I be if I didn't let you two be super awkward about the whole situation together?
HH: do you have any idea how creepy it would sound?
MT: "I frenched your corpse" would indeed be a terrible ice-breaker
HH: not what i meant
MT: Nothing is a creepier ice-breaker except maybe confessing to doing more to a person's corpse to that person.
MT: :I
HH: joan, he doesn't know i like him
MT: Oh come on how is telling a person you like them creepy at all.
HH: in this context?
MT: I mean if you're like "hhhhhiiiiiii theeeerrrreeeee do you want to be my loveeeerrrrr?" then yeah it's creepy.
HH: what about "you were dead but i kissed you and brought you back, by the way, i fancy you"?
HH: see?
HH: creepy
MT: Only when you're tactless.
HH: there is no tactful way to say this!
MT: There are plenty of ways to tell someone you like them!
HH: all of which would be easier had this not happened!
MT: Well duh
MT: Confessing to a corpse is easy.
HH: not what i meant...
HH: this game has to make everything difficult
MT: Look, just as long as you don't mention the tongue, you'll probably be fine.
HH: even things that it shouldn't have anything to do wi there was no tongue!
HH: god!
MT: Oh come ON.
MT: You and I both know there was.
MT: And since this conversation is only leaving these windows on your perogative
MT: What's the use in denial, hm?
HH: because there wasn't!
-- mercilessTango [MT] sighs --
MT: Okay, whatever you say, pumpkin.
HH: um
HH: supposing i do find a way to tell him...
HH: you think he'll take it well?
MT: Well
MT: That's for you to find out.
HH: i forgot, you're absolutely no help
MT: I think if you go in, having an idea of what to expect from, well, someone like me, it could remove you from a genuine, non-scripted attempt.
MT: I'm being completely serious here, Eris.
MT: I will not say anything that could change how you will approach this. You should approach the conversation as you, with only what you know about the both of you. Nothing more, nothing less.
HH: fine
HH: ugh this is going to be uncomfortable
MT: Sorry Eris, but I don't want to fuck this up for you. It will be incredibly uncomfortable and difficult, and the awkwardness will be so thick you could cut it with a chainsaw.
MT: But voicing these emotions now is probably one of the best things you can do for yourself.
MT: Take a moment to imagine what it would be like if you couldn't resurrect him.
MT: But if you tell him, no matter what, you should get some finality.
HH: i know...
MT: Whether it's good or bad, it's better than not knowing at all.
HH: blimey, facing jeanne was simpler
MT: Yeah, it was.
MT: i don't doubt that statement one bit.
HH: i don't think there's any point in staying here
HH: i'm going back to lomag
MT: Okay, that's probably for the best.
HH: i'll talk to you later
MT: Okay.
MT: Eris.
HH: hm?
MT: Can you let me know how it goes?
HH: sure
MT: If he does something stupid and hurts you, I'd want to know.
HH: don't kill him
HH: everyone only gets one spare life, and he's already used one
MT: Of course I wouldn't do that.
MT: Just let him know that he's a massive idiot, and dammit I will make him regret it if her hurts you.
HH: all right
MT: Good luck, Eris.
HH: thanks
HH: i think i'm going to need it
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] ceased pestering mercilessTango [MT] --
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Re: OOC Thread: shit. lets be psychic (Chatlogs and memos)
Evan: Reestablish contact.
-- petrifiedSeeker [PS] began pestering hyperactiveHistorian [HH] --
Eris: Board the ship.
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] began pestering petrifiedSeeker [PS] --
-- petrifiedSeeker [PS] began pestering hyperactiveHistorian [HH] --
- Spoiler:
- PS: ♪♫ hey ♪♫
HH: there you are
PS: ♪♫ yeah ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ im a ♭it lost, ♭een stuck without a computer for a while ♪♫
HH: i have the one you dropped, by the way
PS: ♪♫ oh good ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ so ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ what happened ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ did i get ro♭♭ed and dumped somewhere ♪♫
HH: not exactly
PS: ♪♫ cause i woke up in king midass personal ♭edcham♭ers wearing a ♭lindingly yellow ♭athro♭e ♪♫
HH: how do i put this...
HH: you died
PS: ♪♫ what ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ im not feeling very dead ♪♫
HH: well, not anymore
HH: but you were
HH: you passed on
HH: ceased to be
HH: expired, went to meet your maker
PS: ♪♫ shuffled off this mortal coil ♪♫
HH: you jumped ahead =/
PS: ♪♫ really i thought that was the next part ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ i think it did that to someone earlier too starting to ♭ecome a ha♭it ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ ok so seriously ♪♫
HH: might be a good one to break
PS: ♪♫ what happened ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ past forty hours or so is kinda fuzzy ♪♫
HH: i just told you
HH: you died
HH: i don't know the specifics, really
PS: ♪♫ well ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ see ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ you think dying would ♭e something you would rememe♭r ♪♫
HH: but you were bragging about your scanner thing over pc
HH: and then you started speaking keysmash
PS: ♪♫ yeah i dont remem♭er any of htis ♪♫
HH: so i hurried over to see if you were having a seizure or something
HH: and i discovered you are indeed a coolkid
HH: if by cool, you mean room temperature
PS: ♪♫ not funny ♪♫
HH: as the one who had to see to and bury your corpse, gonna have to agree
PS: ♪♫ well ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ theres a ♭it of a pro♭lem with your theory ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ a pretty ♭ig one ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ im kind of right here talking to you, and to this guy here ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ and im not in possession of either standard afterlife kit ♪♫
HH: right
HH: well, there are two ways i can take this conversation
PS: ♪♫ if i got gipped out of my wings and halo or horns and pitchfork im gonna spend the next eternity looking for the complaint department ♪♫
HH: one - i can remind you that i died, too. then i will proceed to convince you that this is the afterlife.
HH: two - i can remind you that i died, too. then remind you that oh look, i also came back.
PS: ♪♫ yeah ♭ut you had the godmode thing ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ why dont we ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ go down whichever road leads to whoever got me a♭solutely hammered ♪♫
HH: because i don't know
PS: ♪♫ cause i literally cant remem♭er anything from a♭out a day ♭efore i woke up in scrooge mcducks ♭asement ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ hey ♪♫
HH: you were dead when i got here, i never saw who did it
PS: ♪♫ you have my sylladex ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ right? ♪♫
HH: safe to say it's not jeanne, though
HH: yes
PS: ♪♫ there should ♭e a ♭ottle of vodka in there ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ if its gone this explains everything ♪♫
HH: i'm not going through your sylladex
HH: i'm just glad it worked...
PS: ♪♫ ♭ah ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ so if i died is this heaven or hell ♪♫
HH: neither
PS: ♪♫ im guessing the former since where i woke up everything was shiny and gold ♪♫
HH: that's prospit
PS: ♪♫ oh ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ oh hey this means i finally woke up then ♪♫
HH: yep
HH: and all it took was dying
PS: ♪♫ ♭luh ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ so why dont i remem♭er anything ♪♫
HH: i don't know
HH: hold tight a minute, i think i know someone who does
HH: all right
HH: theory
HH: you didn't wake up till i...let's say used the cheat code to bring you back
HH: fairly long blank spot for the game to keep track of that you weren't conscious at all for
PS: ♪♫ what do you mean not conscious ♪♫
HH: you were dead, dream you was asleep
HH: though
HH: considering you're now dream you
PS: ♪♫ guess that explains the clothes ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ and the lack of stuff ♪♫
HH: yep
HH: hey, at least you get trousers
HH: i had a nightgown =/
PS: ♪♫ thought you guys said we could fly in our dreams ♪♫
HH: not dreaming anymore, ev
PS: ♪♫ well ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ frak ♪♫
HH: are you still on prospit?
PS: ♪♫ no i got on a ship and left after a while ♪♫
HH: where are you now?
PS: ♪♫ im in a li♭rary ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ in a castle made of checker♭oard ♭ricks ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ like some demented monochrome legoland ♪♫
HH: battlefield, got it
HH: ...
HH: wait
HH: hell.
HH: you're on the battlefield
PS: ♪♫ what the hell is the ♭attlefield ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ ♭eyond the o♭vious ♪♫
HH: you need to get out of there
PS: ♪♫ for a ♭attlefield this place is pretty ♭are ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ only person around is the li♭rarian ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ hes kinda jumpy tho ♪♫
HH: jumpy is understandable
HH: jeanne just went through and slaughtered everything not long ago
PS: ♪♫ huh ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ well at least im armed if i gotta go out ♪♫
HH: that's good
HH: ...
HH: wait
HH: armed?
PS: ♪♫ not mar♭les so its taking some gettin used to ♪♫
HH: i have proof you lost your marbles, ev
PS: ♪♫ i found a cool clu♭ ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ havent run into anything i need to ♭ash with it tho ♪♫
HH: club?
PS: ♪♫ yeah ♪♫
HH: um
PS: ♪♫ its the wrong shape for a ♭at ♪♫
HH: what...does it look like?
PS: ♪♫ hell i dont even have a modus right now ♪♫
HH: i have a bad feeling
PS: ♪♫ huh? ♪♫
HH: i think i may know what your club is
HH: what does it look like?
PS: ♪♫ its a stick ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ its white and has a ♭lue head ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ it looks like glass ♭ut feels like something sturdier may♭e plastic ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ has little nu♭ things on the end ♪♫
HH: yes, that is part of the definition of oh shit
HH: you need to get out of there
HH: wait
HH: you can't fly
HH: shit
HH: shit shit shit
PS: ♪♫ not a good equip huh ♪♫
HH: you need to get out of there
HH: now
HH: wait you can't fly
HH: shit
PS: ♪♫ lemme look around ♪♫
HH: shit shit shit
PS: ♪♫ theres gotta ♭e some way out of here ♪♫
HH: you have the most dangerous thing in the game right now
PS: ♪♫ ok i can move this thing good ♪♫
HH: and you're essentially unarmed and trapped
PS: ♪♫ wait what ♪♫
HH: that's the king's scepter
PS: ♪♫ thought you said it wasnt a good weapon ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ waht ♪♫
HH: it's not
HH: it's just going to bring about the end of times if jeanne gets it is all
PS: ♪♫ what the fuck ♪♫
HH: less weapon, more artifact of doom
PS: ♪♫ why the hell was this thing n my room ♪♫
HH: sleep-kleptomania?
PS: ♪♫ i didnt see a king ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ i saw people sure ♭ut no♭ody looked like royalty ♪♫
HH: doesn't matter how you got it
HH: just make sure you don't lose it
HH: god...
PS: ♪♫ well kind of hard to i dont have a modus so im limited to what i can carry ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ scepter in one hand computer in the other ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ jesus hell so what do i do if she shows up ♪♫
HH: throw the scepter as hard as you can in the opposite direction
PS: ♪♫ i thought we didnt want her to get it ♪♫
HH: she'd prefer the scepter to you
PS: ♪♫ you sure a♭out that ♪♫
HH: no
HH: trust me
HH: you don't want to take her in a fight
PS: ♪♫ what fight i dont even have weapons ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ what am i supposed to do force choke her she has five heads ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ whoa ♪♫
HH: i'm on my way
PS: ♪♫ holy hell ♪♫
HH: what?
PS: ♪♫ i found out why they call it the ♭attlefield ♪♫
HH: oh =/
PS: ♪♫ jesus someone put this place through the wrecker ♪♫
HH: yeah, her name is jeanne
PS: ♪♫ hey ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ is there even water on this planet? ♪♫
HH: i think so?
PS: ♪♫ i dont see any here ♪♫
HH: i wasn't exactly doing much sightseeing when i was there
PS: ♪♫ ♭ut i found a ship ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ good god this thing is huge ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ looks like its mostly in one piece tho ♪♫
HH: will you please be careful?
PS: ♪♫ i am ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ i dont see anyone around ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ anyone alive anyway ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ the li♭rarian guy didnt follow me ♪♫
HH: of course not, you just walked through how many bodies?
PS: ♪♫ i stopped counting after ten ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ um ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ i think this is kinda ♭ad news eris ♪♫
HH: what?
PS: ♪♫ not all the deaders are ♭lack ♪♫
HH: i know
PS: ♪♫ i thought jeanne was supposed to ♭e on whites side ♪♫
HH: jeanne's on the side that needs a padded room
HH: she went mental; all bets are off
PS: ♪♫ oh sweet ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ this thing still runs ♪♫
HH: ...
HH: since when do you drive?
PS: ♪♫ went fourwheeling a few times cant ♭e too different ♪♫
-- petrifiedSeeker [PS] drops the computer as the ship lurches skyward --
PS: ♪♫ 5 fr4e uy54e ♪♫
HH: =?
PS: ♪♫ sorry ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ dropped it ♪♫
HH: oh
PS: ♪♫ so ♪♫
HH: ok
PS: ♪♫ good news or ♭ad news first ♪♫
HH: sorry, last time you started typing like that, you were dead
PS: ♪♫ no not dead yet ♪♫
HH: bad first
PS: ♪♫ im really not sure i do know how to drive this thing, this is gonna ♭e a rocky trip i think ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ good news is ♪♫
HH: all right...
PS: ♪♫ im on a motherfuckin airship look at me ♪♫
HH: heh
HH: stay alert, i'll be there soon
PS: ♪♫ alright ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ ill try to meet you halfway ♪♫
HH: k
PS: ♪♫ may♭e get the controls down while im at it ♪♫
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] ceased pestering petrifiedSeeker [PS] --
Eris: Board the ship.
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] began pestering petrifiedSeeker [PS] --
- Spoiler:
- HH: stealing a ship.
HH: doesn't that violate the ninja code?
PS: ♪♫ no thats samurai ninja are all good with stealing and dirty tricks ♪♫
HH: but you did a pirate thing
PS: ♪♫ im everything all at once ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ i just need some scientist to give me a ro♭ot arm and ill ♭e done ♪♫
HH: right.
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] slaps petrifiedSeeker [PS] --
PS: ♪♫ ow ♪♫
HH: that's for dying
PS: ♪♫ um ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ ok i guess i deserved that ♪♫
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] hugs petrifiedSeeker [PS] --
HH: don't do it again
-- petrifiedSeeker [PS] stands stunned for a few moments before returning the hug --
PS: ♪♫ um ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ yeah not planning on it ♪♫
HH: good
HH: oh
HH: um
HH: here
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] hands over the sylladex --
PS: ♪♫ thanks ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ um ♪♫
HH: ...
PS: ♪♫ jeez what killed me ♪♫
HH: you know, i really thought you'd be taller
PS: ♪♫ heh ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ whys that ♪♫
HH: don't know
HH: also don't know what killed you
HH: remember, i got there afterwards
PS: ♪♫ right ♪♫
HH: so...
HH: i think we need to talk
PS: ♪♫ yeah ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ guess were as safe here as anywhere ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ should pro♭a♭ly start with what happened ♪♫
HH: right
PS: ♪♫ and mainly how im not dead now ♪♫
HH: i followed proper procedure, and here we are
HH: game gives one free life; you just have to get it activated
HH: voila
PS: ♪♫ ok ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ hows that work then ♪♫
HH: oh...lots of stuff
HH: things
PS: ♪♫ well like i said i dont remem♭er any of it ♪♫
HH: that's fine
HH: it's not like you'd believe it anyway
HH: it's just such a daft quirk of the game, no sane person would
PS: ♪♫ uh eris ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ three of us just came ♭ack from the dead ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ im pretty sure i can ♭elieve anything right now ♪♫
HH: i'm aware
HH: yours didn't work the same way mine and joan's did - ours was instant, so no amnesia
PS: ♪♫ yeah ♭ut thats cause i didnt get godmode right ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ which sucks ♭ut it ♭eats ♭eing dead ♪♫
HH: yes
HH: yes it does
PS: ♪♫ youre ♭ein kinda dodgy ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ just sayin ♪♫
HH: i am not!
PS: ♪♫ cmon it cant ♭e that ♭ad ♪♫
HH: it's just...
PS: ♪♫ i mean im sitting here and youre ♭lushing like hell so i know somethins up ♪♫
HH: you're going to laugh
PS: ♪♫ might as well just get it overwith right? ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ were out in the middle of nowhere ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ its not like anyones gonna show up ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ and hell you ♭rought me ♭ack to life ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ would kind a ♭e a jackass thing of me to do to laugh at ya ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ and lets ♭e honest ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ if i was gonna laugh a♭out anything i figured it would ♭e your accent ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ ♭ut here i get here and your accents actually rpetty cool so its not really funny ♪♫
HH: =/
HH: promise you won't laugh?
PS: ♪♫ yeah ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ no laughin ♪♫
HH: because i can guarantee you won't believe it
HH: all right then...
HH: i got to loqal, found you
HH: and
HH: um
HH: well
HH: to bring you back, i
HH: well
HH: may have
HH: sort of
HH: kissed you
-- petrifiedSeeker [PS] blinks. --
-- petrifiedSeeker [PS] blinks again. --
HH: but it was just a kiss, nothing creepy or anything, so let's just put that to bed right now
PS: ♪♫ ♭wuh? ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ you kissed me? ♪♫
HH: i don't go around routinely kissing the dead, either
HH: but
HH: yes
HH: i did
PS: ♪♫ um ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ wow ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ uh ♪♫
HH: is something wrong?
PS: ♪♫ well ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ hell look at me ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ im like the poster ♭oy for nerds everywhere ♪♫
HH: the red doesn't work so well with the yellow pajamas
PS: ♪♫ if any♭ody in our group is supposed to get kissed its not me ♪♫
HH: ...
HH: wait
HH: why are you blushing?
HH: ...oh
HH: oh god
PS: ♪♫ what? ♪♫
HH: you're creeped out that i kissed you while you were unconscious
HH: i knew it
PS: ♪♫ what ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ no ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ hell no ♪♫
HH: god damn it i know i should've said something
HH: could have avoided this whole mess
HH: i'm an idiot
PS: ♪♫ i mean i guess if thats how the thing has to work then i guess that makes sense ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ its not like you would otherwise ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ i mean ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ jesus hell ♪♫
HH: if i'd had the slightest ounce of brainpower, i'd've told you before
PS: ♪♫ if it was an actual kiss and not something you just did cause you were sorry for me ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ hell id ♭e on top of the goddamn world right now ♪♫
HH: then you could've just shot me down nice and easy and not forced the awkward
HH: ...
HH: wait
PS: ♪♫ um ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ well jesus eris ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ why else would someone like you ♭other with kissing me? ♪♫
HH: um
HH: i
HH: well
HH: y'see
HH: that's
PS: ♪♫ like goddamn youre the resident ♭adass in teh group what the hell kind of interest would you have in me ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ fuck it im just gonna stop talkin im makin a fool of myself ♪♫
HH: no
HH: no
HH: no go ahead
HH: you're fine
PS: ♪♫ huh? ♪♫
HH: you're not the blockhead in this conversation
HH: look at me for crying out loud
PS: ♪♫ ok? ♪♫
HH: i mean here i am getting flustered for no reason you're right nothing to worry about here at all just a game feature nothing awkward about that not like i've fancied you somewhere in the neighborhood of a year now but never worked up the nerve to mention it in casual conversation till it was too late or anything so how about we just go on and smile and nod and move along and how about the lovely weather ahahahaha
PS: ♪♫ wait ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ you ♪♫
HH: you're right, there isn't weather out here
HH: damn
PS: ♪♫ had a crush ♪♫
HH: um
PS: ♪♫ on me ♪♫
HH: new subject
HH: socks
PS: ♪♫ seriously ♪♫
HH: did i say that?
PS: ♪♫ yeah ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ ♭ut ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ uh ♪♫
HH: of course not, why would i say that?
PS: ♪♫ um ♪♫
HH: you'd shoot me down, and then well, that would be embarrassing as hell!
PS: ♪♫ er ♪♫
-- petrifiedSeeker [PS] turns redder. --
HH: no one likes the psycho bomber, right?
HH: ev?
PS: ♪♫ well ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ uh ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ yeah ♪♫
HH: wait
HH: you?
PS: ♪♫ uh huh ♪♫
HH: really?
PS: ♪♫ yeah ♪♫
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] collapses against the guardrail --
HH: i
HH: well.
HH: that
HH: was not what i was expecting
PS: ♪♫ jeez ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ and here i am thinkin that im lucky you ♭other to give me the time of day much less deal with timezones doin it ♪♫
HH: not at all!
HH: ...
HH: you do realize what this means?
HH: you're one of -those- types =P
PS: ♪♫ yeah think so ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ wait ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ what types? ♪♫
HH: like the girls hanging around the hardened thugs
PS: ♪♫ ♭wuh? ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ that ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ ♭ut ♪♫
HH: relax, i'm just having a bit of fun
PS: ♪♫ i dont ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ you ♪♫
-- petrifiedSeeker [PS] coughs. --
HH: does make me wonder a bit, though
HH: how can you stand me?
PS: ♪♫ why wouldnt i ♪♫
HH: i mean, blimey, i give you shit every time we talk, ev
PS: ♪♫ yeah ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ well ♪♫
HH: and, let's be honest, i don't think i'm entirely stable
PS: ♪♫ i dunno its just somethin we do, never seemed like you actually were tryin to treat me like crap ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ it was just ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ i dunno ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ havin fun ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ ♭ein friends ♪♫
HH: i know, but some of that could be taken pretty harshly!
PS: ♪♫ i guess it just never clicked ♪♫
HH: even setting that aside, i did nearly get us all killed
PS: ♪♫ never got the idea you wanted me to fuck off ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ wait ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ hey ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ no ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ no we are not goin down that road ♪♫
HH: it's a legitimate concern.
HH: it's not the only stupid thing i've done during this game
PS: ♪♫ yeah ♭ut were not dead ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ well ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ minus me ♭ut that wasnt your fault ♪♫
HH: i should be dead
PS: ♪♫ what the hell does that mean? ♪♫
HH: i didn't go into detail about godtier, did i?
PS: ♪♫ no ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ well ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ you told me that you died in a special place ♪♫
HH: it was a close call
PS: ♪♫ ♭ut thats all ♪♫
HH: really close
PS: ♪♫ im guessin theres another catch ♪♫
HH: yes
HH: and it further proves that i'm not sane
HH: i had to die on the quest bed
HH: but i got jeanne to do it
PS: ♪♫ wha ♪♫
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] smiles weakly --
PS: ♪♫ explanito por favor ♪♫
HH: i got her attention, made sure to aggro her, and lured her across lomag to the bed so she could kill me
HH: ...as a warning, she really wants me dead now
HH: i'm hoping it takes a while to figure out i'm not
PS: ♪♫ and why does this convince you youre crazy ♪♫
HH: because i knew going in that i was going to get curbstomped, and i very nearly missed godtier
HH: the aggro worked better than i thought...
HH: ...and i may have taken out her eye
PS: ♪♫ really? ♪♫
HH: ...and insulted prospit to her face
PS: ♪♫ jeez ♪♫
HH: and i thought these were -good- ideas
HH: that
HH: is not sane
PS: ♪♫ well ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ ill agree that its pro♭a♭ly not the ♭rightest ideas ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ ♭ut ♪♫
HH: if i'd been a split second slower, game over
PS: ♪♫ having ♭ad ideas doesnt make you crazy ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ and hell ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ what you saw ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ what youve had to deal with ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ that woulda taken it out of any♭ody ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ dou♭ly so with wht ahappened after ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ triple with the goddamn trolls ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ jesus eris look at all of us its a miracle we havent all just gone off the deep end ♪♫
HH: i suppose
HH: it's just...
HH: what if i pull something like that again?
HH: i barely managed to make it work
HH: we can't afford another near miss like that
HH: and i don't know that any of you could talk me out of it
HH: joan tried
HH: it's just...
PS: ♪♫ and still ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ not the ♭est idea sure ♪♫
HH: what if i pull something like that again?
PS: ♪♫ ♭ut it worked didnt it? ♪♫
HH: we can't afford another near miss - i barely pulled it off
HH: and i don't know if you lot could talk me down
HH: joan tried
PS: ♪♫ i think ♭arely is all we get in this damn game ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ ♭arely make it in ♭efore the meteors ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ ♭arely make it through explorin ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ ♭arely know what were doin ♪♫
HH: ev, i fucking cheated to make it work
HH: a cheap bluff at the end
HH: if she hadn't fallen for it...
PS: ♪♫ hey ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ hey ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ its over ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ its done ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ no sense ♭eatin yourself up over it ♪♫
HH: no worry, she did quite a good job of that
PS: ♪♫ and i still havent heard anythin that makes me think youre crazy ♪♫
HH: well
HH: it's nice to have a vote of confidence
PS: ♪♫ well ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ even with all the stuff we screwed up ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ were here ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ together ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ so ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ may♭e we did somethin right for once ♪♫
HH: maybe =)
PS: ♪♫ :] ♪♫
HH: so...
HH: right
HH: the scepter
PS: ♪♫ yeah ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ well ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ o♭viously we have to hide it somewhere where jeanne wont find it ♪♫
HH: i have an idea
HH: but it's going to be sort of...
HH: well
HH: unsettling
HH: i don't think jeanne will go back to my quest bed, so we could bury it there
PS: ♪♫ um ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ how do we know some imp or gator or whatever lives on your planet wont dig it up? ♪♫
HH: they tend to avoid the bed
HH: plus between dullahan and jeanne, everyone's sort of afraid to go outside
PS: ♪♫ guess that makes sense ♪♫
HH: but let's face it
HH: we have no guarantee it'll stay safe
HH: jeanne wants this thing badly enough to kill the entirety of both armies if she has to
HH: no way she'll hesitate for us
HH: if she's meant to find it, it's best she finds it away from us
PS: ♪♫ yeah ♪♫
HH: i've had enough of my friends dying
PS: ♪♫ i didnt think shed kill her own guys ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ not until i saw ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ well ♪♫
HH: i might think i'm crazy, ev
PS: ♪♫ jesus what the hell ♪♫
HH: but i know she is
PS: ♪♫ ok point ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ ♭ut ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ well if she finds it we lose right? ♪♫
HH: not exactly
HH: i think it just kicks off the endgame
PS: ♪♫ so less game over and more final ♭oss time ♪♫
HH: once she gets the scepter, you have x time to defeat her
HH: pretty much
PS: ♪♫ should pro♭a♭ly ask someone how much time ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ sprites or trolls should know ♪♫
HH: worry about that when we need to
HH: for now, let's just get rid of it
PS: ♪♫ yeah ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ lets go find this ♭ed thing and stick this magic doomstick under the mattress ♪♫
HH: set a course for lomag
PS: ♪♫ yeah ♪♫
HH: and
HH: um
PS: ♪♫ you might want to hang onto something ♪♫
HH: if getting back to loqal to change isn't a priority
HH: maybe i could show you around the planet a bit?
PS: ♪♫ i think i can wait a ♭it :] ♪♫
HH: cool =)
PS: ♪♫ right so hang on this is still a ♭it rough ♪♫
HH: ready
-- petrifiedSeeker [PS] turns the Santorini's course to LOMAG --
-- petrifiedSeeker [PS] ceased pestering hyperactiveHistorian [HH] --
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Re: OOC Thread: shit. lets be psychic (Chatlogs and memos)
Eris and Evan: Hide the scepter.
- Spoiler:
HH: best slow it down
PS: ## yeah ##
HH: i'd rather not have yet another explosion here
HH: i've done enough of those already
PS: ## landings pro*a*ly gonna *e rocky either way ##
HH: um
HH: actually
HH: i don't think there's a space big enough
PS: ## hm ##
PS: ## lemme try somethin ##
HH: the whole place is covered in that maze
PS: ## hold on ##
-- petrifiedSeeker [PS] brings the ship to a stop in midair --
HH: that works
PS: ## this is the part where physics throws down its toys and goes to cry in the corner ##
HH: but the toys float since physics is being a bum
PS: ## theres a ladder here we can clim* down ##
HH: you go ahead
PS: ## walkin through this maze is gonna take forever ##
HH: too bad you can't fly
HH: i don't have anything to give you that would help that, either
PS: ## first thing im makin when we get *ack is rocket shoes ##
HH: smart idea, but that doesn't help us now
PS: ## im open to suggestions ##
HH: i'm thinking
PS: ## well ##
PS: ## our options are pretty much limited to wait while one of us runs to an alchimeter ##
PS: ## or go through the maze ##
HH: there's got to be a better option
PS: ## i guess you could drag me if nothin else ##
HH: heh
HH: ...
HH: actually that might work
PS: ## i was kiddin ##
PS: ## mostly ##
HH: i don't see any better options
PS: ## well ##
PS: ## i wont complain ##
PS: ## :] ##
HH: walking through the maze would take too long, and i'm not leaving you by yourself while i run to the alchemiter
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] blushes --
HH: quiet
PS: ## ok ##
HH: hmm
HH: i'm going to need you to have your marbles at the ready
PS: ## k ##
HH: the only way this is going to work without ripping your arm out of its socket is if i grab you by the armpits
PS: ## heh ##
PS: ## lets avoid more dismem*erment we went down that road already ##
HH: so you'll need to be ready to defend if you see anything
PS: ## gotcha ##
HH: ready?
PS: ## yeah ##
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] takes off --
HH: jesus christ
HH: what do you eat, ev
PS: ## considerin this is my dream person im not sure how to answer that ##
HH: you're fuckin heavy
PS: ## sorry ##
HH: let me know when you see a plateau
HH: should be sort of elevated but not too high
PS: ## kk ##
PS: ## it always this quiet? ##
HH: yeah
HH: between jeanne and dullahan
HH: and, well, me
HH: no one particularly wants to go outside much
PS: ## point ##
HH: first sign of a good knight - the people you're meant to defend are terrified of you
HH: i have to admit, the silence weirds me out
HH: and i've been tempted a few times to fight dullahan just to get some noise
PS: ## not sure thats a good idea ##
HH: don't be daft, of course it isn't
HH: i've already gotten myself killed once in an early boss fight, and i didn't much enjoy it
PS: ## yeah know the feelin ##
HH: not something i plan to do again anytime soon
HH: should be getting close
PS: ## whoa ##
PS: ## holy crap ##
PS: ## this place is a fuckin warzone ##
PS: ## jeanne did all that? ##
HH: um
HH: most of it
HH: you don't use a pea shooter against a one man army, ev
PS: ## least not if you wanna do anything ##
PS: ## so ##
PS: ## i got a silly question ##
HH: i may have a silly answer
HH: fire away
PS: ## whats she look like? ##
HH: oh...
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] shudders --
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] loosens her grip --
HH: !
PS: ## aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaack ##
HH: sorry
PS: ## *ad question *ad question ##
HH: big white five headed dragon person
HH: big cut over the eye
HH: you see her, you get the hell away
PS: ## yeah no worries ##
PS: ## i got no intention of goin head to heads with her ##
HH: good...
HH: though i should probablt warn you, she's going to want me dead once she figures out i'm not
HH: probably*
HH: anyway, it should be pretty close
HH: um...
HH: ev
PS: ## yeah i think i see it ##
PS: ## yeah? ##
HH: do you want to wait nearby?
HH: i don't know how bad it'll be; i've not been back here yet
HH: but
HH: well
HH: if it's half as bad as it felt...
PS: ## um ##
PS: ## i think ill stick with you ##
HH: all right
PS: ## gettin separated right now seems like a *ad idea ##
HH: yeah
HH: brace for landing
PS: ## that wasnt so *ad ##
HH: says you
HH: how about you carry me next time?
PS: ## sure ##
PS: ## right so i think it was this way ##
HH: yeah, just up this path
PS: ## holy crap thats a lot of *lood ##
HH: yeah...
HH: it is...
PS: ## jesus ##
PS: ## oh hell what the fuck ##
PS: ## thats just sick ##
HH: what?
PS: ## um ##
PS: ## somethins kind of missing from ##
PS: ## uh ##
PS: ## up here ##
HH: oh...
HH: right
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] stares blankly --
PS: ## eris? ##
PS: ## you gonna *e ok? ##
HH: evan
HH: please...
HH: promise me you'll never let me do anything this stupid again
HH: i just...
HH: god
-- petrifiedSeeker [PS] takes her hand --
PS: ## promise ##
HH: =)
HH: right.
HH: let's hide the scepter and go
PS: ## yeah ##
PS: ## um ##
PS: ## we should pro*a*ly *ury her ##
PS: ## you ##
PS: ## um ##
PS: ## just donest seem right you know? ##
HH: yeah
HH: um
HH: i
HH: really
HH: don't want to touch my own corpse
HH: i'm sorry
PS: ## no ##
PS: ## its ok ##
PS: ## here ##
PS: ## you take care of this thing ##
PS: ## i got her ##
HH: thank you...
-- petrifiedSeeker [PS] hands over the scepter --
-- petrifiedSeeker [PS] moves the corpse to the minefield crater --
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] wedges the scepter into the crack in the quest bed --
-- petrifiedSeeker [PS] begins laying rubble in the crater --
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] piles rocks around it --
HH: well, it's not exactly subtle
HH: but should keep her from seeing it at a glance
PS: ## well ##
PS: ## i guess we could kick off a rockslide ##
PS: ## *ut not sure we can get any rocks to slide ##
PS: ## think everythin goes downhill from here ##
HH: i don't think there's anything else we can do here
PS: ## hope this works ##
PS: ## think thats a*out it ##
HH: no sense in worrying now
PS: ## so ##
PS: ## what now? ##
HH: leaving
HH: leaving would be nice
PS: ## yeah im good for that ##
PS: ## where to? ##
HH: i don't care
HH: anywhere, so long as it isn't here
PS: ## k ##
PS: ## should pro*a*ly head *ack to my place i think, could stand actually having normal clothes ##
HH: i wasn't going to say anything
HH: but you do look like a bit of a berk in that
PS: ## yeah i know ##
HH: back to the ship, then
PS: ## figure dreams would *e the last place youd have to wear a uniform ##
PS: ## yeah ##
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] picks up petrifiedSeeker [PS] and takes off --
HH: well, look at the bright side
HH: once we get back to your place, we can get you out of it
HH: ...
HH: that
HH: did not come out right
PS: ## heh ##
PS: ## jeez eris ##
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] turns bright red --
PS: ## thought it was the guy who was supposed to try and jump the gun on the first date ##
HH: i'll drop you
HH: piss poor excuse for a date, though
PS: ## please dont ##
HH: i mean, look at us
HH: could've gone flipping anywhere
HH: done anything
HH: what do we do?
HH: bury my corpse
PS: ## yeah well its not over yet ##
HH: how does that compare to the classic long moonlight walk, dinner and a movie?
PS: ## man theres nothin i can say here that wont sound a*solutely lame ##
HH: go ahead
PS: ## well ##
PS: ## i mean its not much ##
HH: i think it's cute when you try to be impressive =)
PS: ## *ut i can cook us up somethin when we get home, and loqal doesnt have a moon *ut the light shows pretty cool ##
PS: ## and were still gonna do one classic, the ever popular visit the house and meet the family ##
PS: ## if *y family youre willing to accept the *asic su*stitute of one *adtempered manyheaded dragon and one pyromaniac slugger who may or may not *e home ##
HH: nothing wrong with the classics
HH: i'd introduce you to my sis, but
HH: well
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] sighs --
PS: ## yeah ##
HH: i'm sorry
HH: i don't mean to keep dragging you down
PS: ## nah its ok ##
PS: ## you gotta deal, its how it is ##
PS: ## hell id *e the same way if it was drake ##
HH: really?
PS: ## yeah ##
HH: the man actively tries to kill you on a near daily basis
PS: ## well ##
PS: ## i dont think he was actually tryin to kill me ##
PS: ## i mean seriously if he really meant to do it i dont think i could stop him ##
PS: ## think may*e it was more like ##
PS: ## i dunno ##
PS: ## may*e just toughen me up a *it ##
PS: ## and like hell look what happened i pro*a*ly needed it ##
PS: ## and *esides ##
PS: ## im kinda worried a*out him ##
PS: ## comin from me that sounds kinda crazy huh ##
HH: he's fine, ev
HH: i'm sure of it
PS: ## yeah ##
PS: ## youre pro*a*ly right ##
PS: ## theres the ship ##
HH: yep
HH: so
HH: i guess that tour of lomag will just have to wait
PS: ## well come *ack for it ##
PS: ## :] ##
HH: i don't mind
HH: honestly, i would like to see more of loqal
HH: if that's all right with you
HH: i didn't exactly get to look around much last i was there
PS: ## ok ##
PS: ## its fine *y me ##
PS: ## i mean i havent seen all that much myself so i wont *e much of a guide ##
HH: well then
HH: i guess it'll be an adventure for the both of us =)
PS: ## :] ##
PS: ## well ##
PS: ## here goes then ##
PS: ## hang on ##
-- petrifiedSeeker [PS] puts the Santorini back in motion and sets course for LOQAL --
-- spectralPsiren [SP] began pestering hyperactiveHistorian [HH] --
- Spoiler:
- SP: I may be mis-ta-ken but I am not sure board-ing a ves-sel with your cur-rent car-go is the wis-est course of ac-tion.
SP: Where are you bound?
HH: what cargo?
SP: The scep-ter, of course.
HH: oh
HH: taken care of, no worries
SP: Oh.
SP: Did you find an-o-ther way to de-stroy it?
SP: The Forge is not yet lit.
HH: no
HH: but it's fine
SP: Ver-y well then.
SP: I ap-ol-o-gize for jump-ing to con-clu-sions, I and some of my com-pan-ions have been some-what an-xious o-ver this sit-u-a-tion.
HH: i guess that's fair
HH: don't worry, no longer carrying the scepter that will bring about the end of all things
SP: More ac-cur-ate than per-haps you re-al-ize.
HH: i'm not going to worry myself about it
SP: Pro-bab-ly wise.
HH: yes...wise...
SP: So, less of wor-ry and more now of cur-i-os-i-ty, where are you go-ing?
HH: loqal
SP: Ah, re-turn-ing the Nin-ja home be-fore re-sum-ing your quest?
HH: actually, i'm putting mine on temporary hold
SP: Oh?
HH: he needs equipment, and let's face it, i want to make sure he doesn't die
HH: again
SP: True.
SP: If my es-ti-ma-tion is cor-rect, I pre-sume you well out-ranked him in cap-a-bil-i-ty e-ven be-fore as-cen-sion.
HH: well
HH: that would be because he barely bothered to level
SP: Some-thing you in-tend to rec-ti-fy, I pre-sume.
HH: in part.
SP: In part?
SP: ....
HH: rule of gaming. Never pass up the chance for a fun sidequest.
SP: Er-is...
HH: he offered to show me around loqal
SP: Are you blush-ing?
HH: it's pretty, i'd like to see more
HH: ...
HH: what?
HH: oh, no
HH: this hood's a little hot
HH: that's all
HH: really
HH: why would i be blushing?
HH: i think your monitor needs colour adjustments
HH: really
SP: Quite im-pres-sive, as you are not wear-ing it, and are in the cold ex-panse be-tween Lands.
HH: why would i be blushing?
HH: i think your monitor may need some colour adjustments
HH: honestly, ly
SP: If I were to guess, I would say you were try-ing to keep a se-cret.
HH: and what would that be?
SP: Per-haps there is more than mar-tial ad-vance-ment to this....
SP: How did you put it...
SP: Side-quest?
HH: i have absolutely no idea what you're implying
HH: lot of nonsense
HH: i told you, i need to make sure he doesn't get himself killed again
SP: Hard-ly. You are quite flushed, and it is ob-vi-ous-ly not due to an-ger or ex-haus-tion...
HH: you sure about the first one?
SP: Em-bar-as-sment or some sim-il-ar e-mo-tion is more like-ly. Your ex-pres-sion is wrong for an-ger.
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] scowls --
SP: Ah.
SP: But if you would pre-fer I not pry, I will re-spect your de-si-re.
HH: appreciated
HH: and now the sidequest just became a fair percentage less fun
HH: i swear, you're a born gm
HH: only shep could kill fun as quickly as you just did
SP: I will make my-self scarce dur-ing your vis-it if you would pre-fer.
SP: Gm? Shep?
HH: gm. game master
HH: d&d thing
HH: shep was our gm before, well
SP: I am not fam-il-i-ar with this term.
SP: Or the o-ther ac-ron-ym.
HH: d&d is a role playing game - dungeons and dragons
HH: the gm runs the game, sets up the story the players have to follow
HH: has to keep them in line
HH: which means making the options other than the main plot less fun for the players
HH: usually in an attempt to make the game more focused and less likely to go wrong
SP: I see.
HH: bit annoying at times
HH: but usually worked out
HH: the worldbuilding was always top-notch
HH: the npcs were likeable enough to make us feel bad about blasting through them
HH: and it was almost worth having to highlight everything
SP: High-light?
HH: mhm
SP: Why would you need to do that?
HH: shep had a slight issue with using text that we could read
HH: always used white
SP: o_o
HH: can't complain too much, though
HH: oh, like your typing never grates
SP: Er.
SP: You will prob-ab-ly think this a fool-ish re-quest.
SP: But in the in-ter-est of cur-i-os-i-ty, what was the troll-tag of this per-son?
HH: ly...
HH: consider the stuff i've already done in this game
HH: i've talked to frilled lizards about mirror demons
HH: i've arranged my own suicide by a dragon-alien hybrid
HH: and i've kissed a corpse
HH: that's downright boring
HH: stoicshepherd
SP: I be-lieve the term in your lang-u-age is de-ja-vu.
HH: oh?
SP: And that-s it then.
HH: i don't remember having this chat
SP: That-s him.
SP: You have known him all a-long.
HH: you know him?
HH: i thought you were from a different universe
SP: Did he... no, he must not have told you.
SP: This game, this tale of Dun-geons and Dra-gons, a pre-par-a-tion for S-grub per-haps?
HH: i doubt it
HH: you sit around, roll dice, and make things up
SP: For-give me, I am some-what o-ver-whelmed.
HH: i can tell
SP: I know that name.
HH: i gathered...
HH: what i don't get is how
SP: stoicShepherd was the tag of the en-ti-ty that con-tact-ed us with the ul-ti-ma-tum re-gard-ing our fate. When he deigned to speak with us, that is.
HH: heh
HH: good one
SP: I am quite ser-i-ous.
SP: At least, I pre-sume your com-ment is a sug-ges-tion that I jest.
HH: are you referring to the same manic-depressive drama queen that i know?
SP: There is a part of me that cer-tain-ly hopes not.
SP: And an-oth-er that dreads yet one more dead end.
HH: all right...
SP: Re-gard-less, that is the name that was used.
HH: i have a hard time mentally assigning phenomenal cosmic power to the gm we made cry on a routine basis
SP: Are you sure it was not an act? Done for a pur-pose, as part of u-ni-ting you six as a u-nit and pre-par-ing you for the chal-lenge to come?
HH: i don't know
HH: but it seems too consistent to be an act
SP: He has had thou-sands... if not mil-lions... of sweeps to per-fect such be-hav-iour.
HH: i guess that makes sense...
HH: but...
HH: i just can't see shep banishing anyone for such a silly reason
SP: How so?
HH: you didn't follow the plotline
HH: we ripped his finely crafted plots to shreds on a weekly basis
HH: why would he punish you and not us?
SP: I do not know.
HH: doesn't add up
HH: but then
HH: nothing in this game does
SP: Is such be-hav-iour so tru-ly dif-fer-ent from what you ex-per-i-enced?
HH: i never had any hint he was a god
HH: and...well...
SP: Such would be kept well hid-den I im-ag-ine.
HH: he had two basic moods - depressed and holier than thou
HH: games tended to be on the snooty days
HH: but he'd sometimes flip in the middle
HH: so
HH: i guess i can maybe see it if you caught him at the wrong time
HH: it's just a lot to take in, ly
HH: and i've had...let's call it an interesting day
HH: so
HH: are you sure?
SP: Ab-so-lute-ly.
SP: So the si-tu-a-tion be-comes...
SP: What are the chan-ces of you know-ing some-one who us-es that name and types in white?
HH: i work with season, not probability
HH: um
HH: if you don't mind my asking
HH: what exactly did he say when he exiled you?
HH: //Meanwhile, Evan's likely wondering why Eris has been so quiet
SP: // yep
SP: I can-not be pre-cise-ly sure, with-out dredg-ing up the rec-ords. But I be-lieve it was close to a dec-lar-a-tion that we stood in vi-o-la-tion of the pro-per pro-ce-dure of the game, and as First Guar-di-an he de-clared us pro-hib-i-ted from en-ter-ing his do-main, or the un-i-verse with-in which it re-sides.
HH: i see
HH: and in regards to us?
SP: That mes-sage came a short time la-ter.
SP: He had de-creed that our fate would not be to re-side with-in the In-ci-pi-sphere for all e-ter-ni-ty.
HH: um
HH: i hope for your sake he clarified
HH: because i can see one doozy of a loophole in that
SP: Ra-ther, he had fore-seen that S-grub would e-ven-tu-al-ly come to the world he was set o-ver, and de-clared our fate to be tied to the suc-cess or fail-ure of that ses-sion to come.
SP: If it proved suc-cess-ful, we would live, and be grant-ed pas-sage.
SP: If it failed, we would die.
HH: he must really not like your friends
SP: It is most-ly I who is to blame.
SP: But as we were in-tend-ed to work as a u-nit, he chose to pun-ish us as a u-nit.
HH: huh.
HH: is that why you picked me to follow out of all six of us?
HH: what we have in common is leading the charge in ruining our respective sessions
SP: I did not know that at the time we met.
HH: just an interesting observation
HH: well
HH: i hardly think it's fair that he's making you rely on us for survival
SP: Un-for-tu-nate-ly I do not think what we think mat-ters much.
HH: which is ridiculous
HH: you shouldn't have to put your lives in our hands
HH: have i mentioned half of us have died?
HH: granted, we all came back...
HH: but still!
SP: And two came back as-cen-ded, as well. I am not sure that should qual-i-fy.
HH: ...
HH: it qualifies
HH: anything that forces you to make mental bets as to which cause of death will win?
HH: counts
SP: No-ted. At least in your case.
HH: well
HH: getting close to loqal
SP: Yes.
HH: for what it's worth...
HH: i don't think you deserve to die
HH: and if for no other reason than that
HH: i'll do what i can to help
SP: The sen-ti-ment is ap-pre-ci-a-ted.
SP: I will leave you to your journ-ey, as re-quest-ed. No-ti-fy me when you wish my at-ten-tion a-gain.
HH: i'll probably forget
HH: but you can see me, so i figure you can use your own judgment on that
SP: Un-til next then. En-joy your journ-ey.
HH: i think i will
SP: And your com-pan-y.
HH: ...
-- spectralPsiren [SP] ceased pestering hyperactiveHistorian [HH] --
Sparky- Posts : 499
Join date : 2010-11-11
Age : 35
Re: OOC Thread: shit. lets be psychic (Chatlogs and memos)
Eris: Remember you have presents to open
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] began pestering amazonaReveille [AR] --
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] began pestering amazonaReveille [AR] --
- Spoiler:
- HH: shea
HH: shea
AR: Hi.
HH: are you still sitting around?
AR: Not really.
HH: because it would be great if you could get to lomag
AR: Well. I haven't gone anywhere if that's what you mean.
HH: i need to give you a hug
HH: because this is the best present ever
AR: :)
HH: you even got the colour pattern right!
AR: Glad you like.
HH: i'll have to wrap it around a few times since it's twice my height
AR: Oh.
AR: Um... hee, I probably forgot to adjust >_>
HH: i know, i know
HH: i'm short
HH: it's still awesome =)
AR: :)
HH: made an outfit with it, actually
HH: dunno if i'll wear it though, been playing around with the alchemiter
AR: How long did that.... alchimeter?
AR: The platform machine that made the target?
HH: i know you have one, didn't evan yeah
HH: target?
AR: Mhmm.
AR: A floating bullseye target. Just popped up a shelf and it slid off and started flying around.
HH: uh
HH: right
AR: You didn't get one?
HH: i had a rubik's cube
AR: It was on the sylladex card that came with...
AR: Oh.
AR: What was the catch in yours?
HH: and rick's ...let's call it help...to solve it
AR: :|
AR: Though I'm not sure a rubik's cube really NEEDS a catch. It's complex enough as is.
HH: i hate puzzle bullpocky
AR: I know the feeling.
HH: so
HH: why haven't you done any exploring?
AR: The target wouldn't just break if I shot it. It just deflected direct shots. I had to ricochet to get it to break.
AR: :/
AR: Just... I dunno, Eris.
AR: Maybe the fact that I really can't go anywhere? There doesn't seem to be any way to climb down these pillars, and no bridges.
HH: oh
HH: wait
HH: what do you mean climb?
HH: your land isn't...
HH: um
HH: land based?
AR: No, not really.
AR: Land of Spires and Silk is what my sprite calls it.
AR: There's a lot of pillars made of this dark colored stone. My house is on top of one that opens up into a big platform. Some of the others have walkways around them or similar platforms on top, that I can see.
AR: Looking down there's just fog.
HH: oh
AR: But they're not connected or anything. No bridges, no crossing platforms, nothing.
AR: And frankly...
AR: After earlier I'm a bit...
AR: Well...
HH: couldn't you use the alchemiter to make something to help you fly?
AR: ... huh?
HH: well, you're high up
HH: flying would help, right?
AR: I thought all it did was make the thing I had to break. Thought I was done with it.
HH: i'm trying to find something to do the same
HH: these mazes are driving me out of my tree
AR: So I got heights and you got mazes.
AR: Any chance we could swap?
HH: heh
AR: :)
AR: It's not just the heights though.
AR: I just...
AR: Gah I don't know the right words for this. :(
HH: i'd tell you to try random sounds, but this is a visual chat
AR: Leaving seems like a bad idea. Even removing the danger of falling from the equation...
HH: what, the imps?
AR: No.
AR: Those are still getting into the hosue. Though I have no idea how, I've blocked most of the entrances.
AR: If I didn't know better I'd think they were oozing through cracks or....
AR: I dunno, warping in somehow.
AR: But they're not hard to get rid of when they do.
HH: possible
AR: Two, maybe three shots.
HH: yeah, imps are easy
HH: good practice
AR: I'm guessing tougher enemies are around outside.
HH: some
HH: not too difficult with practice
AR: Good to know.
HH: shea, i get that you're nervous about the game
HH: but you really do need to get out and into the game =/
AR: I know.
HH: we'll need your help to finish it
AR: It's just... gah I can't explain it >_<
AR: It's like any time I try to go out I'm just... stuck. Paralyzed, like.
HH: i see
HH: is it just the game getting to you?
AR: I don't know.
HH: you're not yourself =/
AR: Am I?
HH: shea, you've never been this hesitant
HH: kobold raid, remember?
HH: you led the party on that one
AR: Yeah.
HH: or even just stuff at school
AR: I know.
HH: this isn't like you, and i'm worried
AR: It's different. I mean...
AR: Before? It was just a game. This? This....
AR: God.
HH: i'm not talking about just games, shea
HH: you stood up to bullies all the time, no problem
AR: Bullies wouldn't kill me if I screwed up either!
HH: well, that depends on the bully...
AR: Maybe beat me up a bit, send me home with a black eye or something. But the chances of dying?
AR: I don't think we were ready for this.
AR: Or maybe it's just me who wasn't.
HH: oh, i completely agree
AR: :(
HH: but here's the thing
HH: we have to make ourselves ready
HH: not just for the sake of the game
HH: but for each other
HH: i mean, you are one of the most together people i know
HH: and it's done this to you already?
HH: we have to be there for each other
HH: and that means facing down everything this game can toss our way
HH: you're having a rough time of it, but i daresay you won't be the last of us to break down
AR: :/
HH: and i need you to be ready if that happens
HH: you're good for that
HH: you've always been good for that
AR: Thanks.
AR: I guess I should start trying to figure this thing out then. What all can you make with it?
HH: stuff
AR: What kind of "stuff"? :|
HH: still figuring that out
HH: i've made a few outfits, stepped up my weapons, gotten some random things i'll never again use
HH: incidentally, my camera can now make schematics of everything
HH: i don't think there's a limit as long as you have enough grist
AR: Well... no shortage of that, with the imps and all.
AR: Honestly, I don't think there's a set population of them.
HH: you never know, some of this stuff gets quite expensive
HH: ...hm
HH: i wonder how this would work
AR: :?
HH: i want to make something that will let me skip the maze problem
HH: so maybe if i combine something that should fly with my trainers
AR: Combine?
HH: that's how you make stuff with the alchemiter
HH: take two items, put in their codes, and the machine takes qualities from both
HH: hmm
HH: your call
HH: should i use the enterprise, serenity, or farscape one?
HH: i need to know so i can shoot it down
AR: As much as I like Firefly, you do recall the Serenity was constantly having engine troubles >_>
AR: Unless you can find a way to fit an engineer in your soles, I'd advise one of the others just to be safe <_<
HH: enterprise, then
HH: ha!
AR: So.... why ask if you're just going to go with whichever I don't suggest...? :\
HH: shea, i am currently talking to you via my new hands free computer while hovering two feet in the air
HH: because i already liked enterprise better than farscape but was just debating between enterprise and serenity?
HH: so you did help
HH: what?
AR: Oh okay :)
HH: no, i meant shoot down the ship
HH: the ones hanging from my ceiling?
HH: that are just beyond my reach?
AR: ... oh duh.
AR: I feel stupid now
AR: Though.
AR: Why not just get a ladder...?
HH: side effect of the game, i think
HH: because i have a gun now and the ladder is downstairs?
HH: and look at it this way
AR: And you now have a hole in your ceiling don't you?
AR: :)
HH: have you managed to give yourself a concussion through your own stupidity?
HH: actually, i do, but that's because an imp threw a chair through it
AR: ...
HH: yes?
AR: Are we talking just table chair or desk chair or sofa seat?
HH: dining chair
AR: Huh.
HH: they're strong little bastards, but a well-aimed bullet takes them out no trouble
HH: you should be proud, i only use the bombs outside now
AR: That's probably for the best, your poor house probably can't take too much more. :)
HH: oh hush
HH: i think i can safely say that sis would have a fit if she saw the place right now
AR: I think she's going to have one regardless. :(
HH: what, no suggestion of a zany scheme that will allow me to tidy up before she returns?
HH: i was all set to ready the obnoxious 80s power ballads, too
AR: My zany core is a bit overloaded at the moment, you'll need to call back after tech support is done.
HH: but
HH: tech support died
AR: I know :(
HH: apparently improving customer service really did kill them
AR: >_<
HH: shea, if i can't laugh at the end of the world, i have no choice but to barricade myself in my room and cry myself to sleep
HH: let me have my jokes
HH: i need them
AR: I guess we all have to have our coping mechanism. Sorry.
HH: it's all right
HH: i wish i knew where she was, though
HH: i haven't seen her since before we got in
HH: horusprite says he saw her though, so i know she's okay
HH: for now, at least
AR: Yeah. Mothsprite says the same about my aunt, but I haven't seen her either.
HH: heh...
HH: knowing sis, she's redecorating some patch of land for a tea party
HH: this hedge is not properly aligned to feng shui
AR: Well. You know my aunt. She'd probably come along and decorate the place before joining the party.
AR: Though all her crystal's still here in the house, what of it that didn't break between the game starting and the imps getting in.
AR: I swear, they're attracted to those things like ants to sugar.
HH: please don't remind me about bonfire night that year...
HH: of course they are
HH: it's shiny, and they have the attention span of look a bug
AR: Alright. I think I have the basics of this thing down.
HH: cool!
HH: should help you out with things
AR: Thanks.
HH: you should make a new version of your crossbow
AR: Maybe some special bolts as well.
HH: actually
HH: i haven't had any problem with ammo
HH: it's weird
AR: ...
AR: All this complexity
AR: All this insanity
AR: All this immensely overdone world-shattering alterations
HH: i guess they wanted to even things up between people who need to reload weapons and those who don't?
AR: And the designers were too lazy to bother with keeping track of ammo?
HH: and i think you mean "these"
AR: ... yeah I did. :/
AR: And I guess that makes sense.
HH: i don't know, i've always been rubbish at computers
AR: Well, I'm not a programmer or hacker either, so you're hardly alone. ;)
HH: good to know
HH: i can't think of any more good variations on my guns
HH: guess that means i should go out and use them =)
AR: Probably!
AR: And test your new flying boots or whatever they're called.
HH: got more exploring to do, too
AR: And Eris?
HH: yes?
AR: Thanks.
HH: no problem
HH: just let me know if you need to talk
HH: anytime
AR: I will.
AR: Take care of yourself.
AR: :)
HH: don't i always, dear?
AR: In a manner of speaking. ;)
HH: i'll talk to you later =)
AR: Bye
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] ceased pestering amazonaReveille [AR] --
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Re: OOC Thread: shit. lets be psychic (Chatlogs and memos)
Lygara and Sigrun: Explore.
-- spectralPsiren [SP] began pestering hibernalHawkshaw [HH] --
-- hibernalHawkshaw [HH] began pestering spectralPsiren [SP] --
-- spectralPsiren [SP] began pestering hibernalHawkshaw [HH] --
- Spoiler:
- SP: I hold some hope that your own at-tempts have yield-ed more prof-it than my own, else I wor-ry that we spend our last ho-urs cha-sing phan-toms.
HH: I suspect we would do that in any case.
HH: The only rreal question is whetherr we manage to find and trrap the phantoms.
SP: I sup-pose.
SP: An un-like-ly scen-ar-i-o, but all things con-sid-ered the un-like-ly seems more and more com-mon-place.
HH: I do not think we can deem anything unlikely afterr this game.
SP: Al-so true.
SP: I have found no-thing.
HH: I have nothing concrrete as yet.
SP: I sup-pose I could raze the for-est flat, but I fail to see a-ny true gain it would pro-vide us.
HH: But perrhaps one of my trrails may yet come to frruition.
SP: Dis-man-tle the Forge stone by stone.
SP: Oh?
HH: I have hearrd whisperrings among the crreaturres herre of the land's mythology.
HH: I wish we'd spent morre time explorring that aspect of Sgrrub.
SP: Do you think we missed some-thing?
SP: Bey-ond the re-la-tion-ship be-tween the Con-sorts and Den-i-zens, and the war, what else was left to re-main?
HH: The rrole of cerrtain Herroes.
HH: Namely?
HH: Us.
SP: The tests of our pos-i-tions, and the mean-ings be-hind the roles and the as-pects.
HH: Things of that naturre, yes.
SP: At one time I would have thought we ex-pen-ded more time than per-haps ne-ces-sar-y on such dis-cus-sions.
SP: But now, per-haps the op-po-site is more true.
HH: I stand by what I said beforre.
HH: A constrruct such as Sgrrub was meticulously planned to eitherr cause orr coincide with ourr homeworrld's doom.
HH: Everrything it contains must be imporrtant.
SP: Par-a-dox space has been less than sub-tle in such ar-range-ments.
HH: Ourr rroles, therreforre, and everrything about them, arre equally imporrtant.
SP: So. What do you be-lieve we have o-ver-looked?
HH: I do not know.
HH: But considerr this.
HH: Had I not been grranted the time to complete my perrsonal quest?
HH: Would we be having this converrsation rright now?
SP: I tru-ly doubt it.
HH: Perrhaps yourr rroles werre equally imporrtant.
HH: Perrhaps therre is something else to mine.
HH: I intend to find it.
HH: I intend to fulfill it.
SP: I will con-tin-ue my search then.
HH: Because to be quite frrank
SP: And if I fail to find an-y-thing of fur-ther val-ue here, move on to the next do-main.
HH: Have you spoken to the humans rrecently?
SP: Some.
SP: The Knight is less than co-op-er-a-tive, and ea-si-ly dis-trac-ted.
HH: I am beginning to fearr forr ourr lives should we give up all hope and let them stumble thrrough alone.
HH: I do not wish to surrrrenderr my fate so easily.
SP: Nor I.
SP: It is my fault we are in this sit-u-a-tion.
SP: I can-not sim-ply stand a-side with-out at-temp-ting to rec-ti-fy this.
HH: If therre is anything we can do on ourr end to make amends orr pave theirr way, it will be done.
SP: Do you tru-ly think we missed so much?
SP: Could we tru-ly be so ob-liv-i-ous?
HH: I have to admit, I will neverr cease to be amazed at the rresonance LOBAS prrovides.
HH: Perrhaps therre is nothing. If so, we have wasted nought but time.
HH: But we spent so little time explorring.
HH: Therre must surrely be something.
SP: Time at least is some-thing we have plen-ty of.
HH: Small mirracles.
HH: Actually.
HH: In yourr explorrations, have you come acrross anything rregarrding the topic of ascension?
SP: Vague com-ments from the Con-sorts and De-me-ter.
HH: I believe therre may be something to it.
SP: Pres-sing ei-ther for de-tails seems fruit-less.
HH: Why is that?
SP: The Con-sorts, while ea-ger to be help-ful, lack the in-tel-li-gence and ca-pa-bil-i-ty to prop-er-ly ex-press the in-for-ma-tion they pos-sess.
SP: And sprites... well, as I am sure you are a-ware, are no-tor-i-ous-ly cryp-tic as to what in-for-ma-tion they pos-sess, and doub-ly so as to per-sua-ding them to share it.
HH: It seems as if a touch of perrsuasion is all that is rrequirred.
HH: I plan to follow up on this lead.
HH: I will rreporrt back shorrtly.
SP: Good luck.
-- hibernalHawkshaw [HH] ceased pestering spectralPsiren [SP] --
-- hibernalHawkshaw [HH] began pestering spectralPsiren [SP] --
- Spoiler:
- HH: Ly.
SP: A mo-ment.
SP: There.
HH: What werre you doing?
SP: Try-ing to by-pass this tun-nel. Did not want to risk ap-pear-i-fy-ing my-self in-to a wall so I was climb-ing through the old-fa-shioned way.
HH: I see.
SP: What is on your mind?
HH: I found it.
SP: You will need to be more pre-cise.
HH: Ascension.
SP: Do tell.
HH: Unfathomable powerr.
SP: o_o
HH: Hidden. Verry well hidden.
SP: I would pre-sume so.
SP: Where are you?
HH: Still in LOBAS, but it should not matterr.
HH: Frrom what I have gatherred, the means forr such lie in each domain.
SP: What should I be look-ing for then?
HH: A rrecuperracoon.
SP: ... what?
HH: Secluded, may be somewhat hidden by the landscape.
HH: Verry larrge, much larrgerr than the averrage.
SP: I am gues-sing that the de-sign im-plies a con-nec-tion to the dream-self in some man-ner.
HH: It does.
HH: Howeverr, finding this place is the easy parrt.
SP: I should not be sur-prised.
HH: To be honest, I have not yet tested its effectiveness.
SP: I am un-sure how nec-es-sar-y such pow-ers would be with-out an en-e-my to bat-tle or a new un-i-verse to ex-plore.
SP: But why de-lay?
HH: Firrstly, I was not thinking solely forr ourr use.
HH: We have been made the carretakerrs of a univerrse full of incompetents. I was thinking that perrhaps this would offerr them, and by extension us, a betterr chance at surrvival.
HH: Secondly, it is because I have not yet found a clearr instrruction guide.
SP: How so? How can glean-ing great-er pow-er for our-selves pro-vide an ad-van-tage for them?
HH: Although I think I have figurred out things.
HH: Well.
HH: RRememberr that this should be in everry domain.
HH: Everry. Domain.
SP: One for each of us then?
HH: Everry.
HH: Domain.
SP: Oh.
SP: I see.
SP: Oh!
SP: Of course, now it makes sense.
HH: The prroblem comes with testing it.
SP: You seem to be some-what e-va-sive a-bout what this en-tails.
HH: Anyone attempting to achieve ascension will have one shot at it and one only.
HH: The rrecuperracoon has inside it what looks to be an altarr.
HH: I trried sleeping on it, and nothing happened.
HH: Which leaves only one possibility that I can see.
SP: Per-haps at the cea-sure of the ses-sion their pur-pose is no lon-ger ne-ces-sar-y and they have be-come non-func-tion-al?
HH: If that werre the case, why do ourr drreamselves still exist?
HH: Lygarra, everry instinct I have tells me this will worrk.
HH: But it is not something forr me to do.
HH: I have no claim to powerr gained so cheaply.
SP: You will need to ex-plain this bet-ter.
HH: To ascend to higherr powerrs, I hearrd the terrm god tierrs being bandied about, one must die on the altarr.
HH: They will then gain the powerr of theirr drreamself.
SP: What?
HH: I don't think I can say it any morre clearrly.
SP: No, I un-der-stand what you meant.
SP: I am more con-fused by the na-ture of the com-ment.
HH: What do you mean?
SP: I am more per-plexed as to how ex-act-ly the pro-cess works, I sup-pose.
HH: As farr as I can tell?
HH: You die herre, which trriggerrs something that merrges yourr spirrit with yourr drreamself.
HH: I don't prretend to even begin to underrstand things.
SP: No, I sup-pose we should not.
HH: But it's rreferrrred to often enough in the lorre of the land, and the consorrts mentioned it enough that I know it has some basis.
SP: So.
SP: Do we lay our trust in the in-for-ma-tion pro-vi-ded, and hope for the best? Or do we risk test-ing such our-selves?
HH: I will not test it on myself.
SP: I know.
HH: This has nothing to do with the rrisk, just that I rrefuse to allow myself such a death.
HH: A cowarrd's fate.
SP: Nor will I ask you. I-ve done that once too ma-ny times al-rea-dy.
HH: I believe this inforrmation is rreliable enough to pass on, howeverr.
HH: Prrovided you inforrm them of the rrisk inherrent and make cerrtain that the choice will ultimately be theirr own.
SP: Of course.
HH: Of courrse, apprroaching the subject could be trricky.
SP: Quite.
HH: Howeverr...
HH: I would be carreful who you tell.
HH: Therre's no telling how the otherrs will rreact to this inforrmation.
SP: I will keep it in mind.
HH: Could you imagine having this back when we werre playing?
SP: I be-lieve most of our fears would have been al-layed as the fool-ish-ness they were had we known of the al-ter-na-tive.
HH: I don't think therre's much else I can do herre.
HH: I will be rreturrning to the lab shorrtly.
SP: I sup-pose I will at-tempt to lo-cate my own co-coon, then I will meet you there.
HH: Verry well.
HH: Wait.
HH: Is therre any rreason you wish to find it?
SP: A sense of com-ple-tion-is-m if no-thing else.
SP: And
HH: I see.
SP: In the e-vent that it be-comes ne-ces-sar-y to re-turn to the lo-ca-tion in ques-tion, I would pre-fer to be a-ble to ap-pear-i-fy there.
HH: I can't see any rreason you would need to.
HH: Ourr session is overr. We, as you said, have no need forr higherr powerr.
SP: Nor can I, for the mo-ment.
HH: But if that is yourr wish, I won't stand in yourr way.
SP: In the words of your in-ves-ti-gar-rot-or
SP: I have a hunch.
HH: Hm.
HH: Neverr ignorre a hunch.
HH: In that case, I will see you upon yourr rreturrn.
HH: Until then.
SP: Un-til then.
-- hibernalHawkshaw [HH] ceased pestering spectralPsiren [SP] --
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Re: OOC Thread: shit. lets be psychic (Chatlogs and memos)
Matt: Aggress.
-- facelessSchemer [FS] began pestering hyperactiveHistorian [HH] --
Matt: Round Two.
-- facelessSchemer [FS] began pestering hyperactiveHistorian [HH] --
Eris: Apologize
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] began pestering facelessSchemer [FS] --
Still kind of working out how to write crazy Eris, but I think this works - serious about her goal but manic with the prospect of a good fight.
-- facelessSchemer [FS] began pestering hyperactiveHistorian [HH] --
- Spoiler:
- FS: ~Eris!
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] turns slowly --
HH: well
HH: well
HH: well
FS: ~Eris, look, I wanted to speak with you
FS: ~Face to face
HH: wonderful, more words
HH: seems fitting
HH: that the scribe should choose to pen his own tragedy
FS: ~First, I just wanted to say that I'm sorry
HH: i warned you
HH: are you here to stop me
FS: ~That's right
HH: then you heard my warning
HH: and ignored it
FS: ~That doesn't matter!
FS: ~I want you to stop this craziness!
HH: you always were a damned fool
HH: craziness?
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] laughs --
HH: have you ever considered that maybe
HH: just maybe
HH: it's not me that's crazy
HH: but all of you?
FS: ~Eris, please
FS: ~If you won't listen to me as your leader
FS: ~Then listen to me as your friend
HH: you want me to listen?
HH: actions speak louder than words, matt
HH: and i can't hear you
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] throws a firework --
HH: now shut up and talk so i can hear
FS: Holy crap!
-- facelessSchemer [FS] narrowly dodges the firework --
FS: Well, it was worth a shot
-- facelessSchemer [FS] draws his razors --
FS: I'll give you one last chance, Eris
FS: Because I would really like to avoid fighting you if I can
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] throws another firework --
HH: i can't hear you!
HH: speak up, scribe!
-- facelessSchemer [FS] leaps past the firework and dashes at hyperactiveHistorian [HH] --
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] 's mouth twists into a lopsided grin --
HH: there you go!
-- facelessSchemer [FS] tries to slash at hyperactiveHistorian [HH] --
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] dodges easily --
FS: Eris, please!
FS: I don't want to do this!
HH: liar
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] throws another firework --
HH: you said yourself
HH: you came here to stop me
HH: i told you before
HH: i wouldn't let you
-- facelessSchemer [FS] 's leg is caught by the firework --
FS: Shit!
HH: watch your fucking mouth
-- facelessSchemer [FS] swats the fire out --
HH: is that all?
HH: don't tell me that's all you came to say
-- facelessSchemer [FS] tries again to slash at hyperactiveHistorian [HH] --
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] steps back --
FS: Damn it Eris!
HH: are you even trying?
FS: I
FS: I can't hurt you
HH: obviously
FS: But I can't let you kill me either
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] throws another firework --
HH: quit wasting my time
HH: if you're here to stop me, stop me
-- facelessSchemer [FS] is hit in the chest --
FS: Augh!
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] grabs facelessSchemer [FS] by the wrist --
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] pins facelessSchemer [FS] to the ground --
HH: what's wrong, matt
HH: aren't you enjoying the game?
FS: Eris, you can't do this
HH: let me borrow that razor
HH: let's see
HH: if we can't get a smile on that face =)
FS: Here!
-- facelessSchemer [FS] clocks hyperactiveHistorian [HH] in the face --
-- facelessSchemer [FS] pushes her off and tries to fall back --
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] laughs --
HH: there you go!
-- facelessSchemer [FS] sweeps at hyperactiveHistorian [HH] legs --
HH: come on, is that all?
-- facelessSchemer [FS] pins her onto the ground --
FS: Snap out of it, Eris!
HH: out of what?
HH: i'm trying to save us all
FS: You know damn well what!
HH: destroying this game's chance of destroying us
HH: it's it or us, matt!
FS: You can't save anyone like this!
HH: now get out of my way!
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] headbutts facelessSchemer [FS] --
-- facelessSchemer [FS] pulls back and clutches his face --
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] knees facelessSchemer [FS] in the stomach --
-- facelessSchemer [FS] is knocked back --
HH: you can't stop me
HH: you're too weak to stop me
HH: and we both know it
-- facelessSchemer [FS] throws his razors to the ground --
FS: Shut up!
HH: i can't have you following me
HH: oh what
HH: you really think you can order me around?
-- facelessSchemer [FS] slaps hyperactiveHistorian [HH] across the face --
HH: right
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] removes her coat --
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] tackles facelessSchemer [FS] into a tree --
FS: Gah!
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] forces the coat over facelessSchemer [FS] like a straitjacket and secures it to the tree --
FS: What are you doing!?
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] picks up a razor --
HH: call for help if you can
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] places the handle in facelessSchemer [FS] 's mouth --
-- facelessSchemer [FS] struggles to break free --
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] leans in close --
HH: don't follow me
HH: don't even try to follow me
HH: last warning, engard
HH: are we clear
-- facelessSchemer [FS] headbutts hyperactiveHistorian [HH] --
HH: ngh
HH: one more thing
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] picks up the other razor --
HH: you've had this coming, matt
HH: don't deny it
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] cuts facelessSchemer [FS] 's hair --
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] throws the razor to the ground --
HH: now if you'll excuse me
HH: i'm going to destroy this hellish game and make things right
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] disappears into the maze --
Matt: Round Two.
-- facelessSchemer [FS] began pestering hyperactiveHistorian [HH] --
- Spoiler:
- FS: ERIS!!
HH: again?
-- facelessSchemer [FS] stumbles towards her --
HH: blimey, i knew you were reckless, but i didn't think you were honestly stupid.
FS: I have to stop you, Eris
FS: No matter what
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] flicks faclessSchemer [FS] 's forehead --
HH: yes, that's a thing that will happen
HH: get out, you can't even stand
-- facelessSchemer [FS] tries to maintain his balance --
FS: I told you, I have to stop you
-- facelessSchemer [FS] swings his razor at hyperactiveHistorian's [HH] face --
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] sighs and sidesteps --
-- facelessSchemer [FS] tries slashing her again with the razor --
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] throws a firework --
-- facelessSchemer [FS] is knocked back by the blast --
-- facelessSchemer [FS] struggles to stand back up --
HH: stand down, matt
HH: i don't have time for this
FS: I refuse!
FS: You're my friend, Eris
FS: So I won't let you do this
HH: and you're an obstacle
HH: stand
HH: down
FS: Never!
HH: as you wish
-- facelessSchemer [FS] throws a kick at hyperactiveHistorian [HH] --
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] takes the blow to the shin --
HH: right
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] grabs facelessSchemer [FS] around the chest --
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] flies up --
-- facelessSchemer [FS] struggles to break free --
HH: i wouldn't do that
FS: Let go of me!
HH: ...
HH: look down a second, will you?
-- facelessSchemer [FS] looks down --
FS: Aw crap...
HH: now
HH: you are in my way
HH: i will not ask you again
HH: stand down.
HH: i was too soft on you before
FS: I know you won't do this, Eris
HH: really.
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] lets go --
FS: Aaaaaaaaah!!
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] flies down and catches facelessSchemer [FS] --
FS: Okay, maybe I was wrong
HH: test me again, matt
HH: i dare you
FS: Please
FS: Just think about this!
HH: i have
FS: You're only hurting everyone else!
HH: and it was you that convinced me
FS: Think about Joan!
HH: don't you remember?
HH: nothing matters but sburb
HH: sburb destroyed earth
FS: What about Shea?
HH: sburb took us from everything we knew
HH: and sburb is going to kill us
FS: That doesn't mean we should just give up!
HH: i haven't
FS: I refuse to let everything end in tragedy!
HH: i'm beating the game to the punch
FS: And that's why I won't let you destroy everything
FS: I know
FS: I know you've been through a lot
FS: And that things have only gotten worse
FS: But you still have your friends!
HH: matt
HH: friendship is the only reason you're still alive right now
FS: Heh
FS: I guess I should feel lucky
HH: you're right, though
HH: i won't kill you
FS: That after everything, you still consider me your friend
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] sets him down on the ground --
HH: but i will beat the everloving shit out of you
HH: unless you take this chance to walk away
HH: now
FS: Fine, I guess I can't convince you to stop
FS: And I know I can't beat you
FS: But I already told you
FS: I won't stand down
HH: and nor will i
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] punches at facelessSchemer [FS] 's face --
FS: Ngh
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] aims for the stomach --
-- facelessSchemer [FS] tries weakly to punch her --
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] ignores the blow --
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] aims another blow --
-- facelessSchemer [FS] staggers, but remains standing --
HH: i'm sorry
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] shoves him into the hedge --
HH: but i can't let you stop me
HH: i can't let anyone stop me
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] headbutts him --
-- facelessSchemer [FS] struggles to free himself from the branches --
FS: Damn it
FS: Damn it
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] flies off --
FS: DAMN IT
FS: Eris!
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] drops a flashbang --
FS: Eriiiiiiiis!!!!
Eris: Apologize
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] began pestering facelessSchemer [FS] --
- Spoiler:
- HH: hey
FS: Why are you back?
FS: Have you come to finish the job?
HH: ...
HH: i guess i deserved that
HH: it has been a while
-- facelessSchemer [FS] draws his razors --
HH: you really don't want to do that
HH: and i'd rather not die again
HH: i just came here to apologize
FS: What are you talking about?
FS: Wait
FS: What?
HH: for earlier
HH: going barmy
HH: trying to kill you
HH: multiple times
HH: i'm sorry
FS: ....Barmy?
HH: ...crazy
HH: damn yanks
FS: Oh
FS: Well, I'm glad you've regained your senses
FS: I was really worried there
HH: it shouldn't have happened in the first place
HH: and i'm doing everything i can to repair what i've done
HH: i just hope it's enough
FS: Heh, if anything should be sorry, it's me
FS: I'm the one who drove you crazy in the first place
FS: I'm sorry, Eris
FS: Sorry for everything
HH: try not to do it again, all right?
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] smiles --
FS: No worries
FS: I think I learned my lesson
HH: i'm just glad you're all right
HH: i...learned a few things after leaving you in the hedge
FS: What sort of things?
HH: about my land's denizen
HH: you were not left in the safest of positions, let's leave it at that
HH: i promise, i didn't know at the time
FS: Well, I'm still here, so don't sweat it
HH: good...
FS: So hang on, back up a bit
FS: What did you mean about "dying again"?
HH: oh...
HH: um
HH: well, "again" refers to repeating an action
FS: I was unaware of that
HH: and dying refers to the cessation of existence
FS: Yes, but that means you...
FS: Oh god
FS: You're not a ghost, are you?
HH: ...
HH: you can't be serious
FS: Hey, with what we've been through, I wouldn't be surprised
HH: why the hell would i be a ghost
FS: Because sometimes when people die and they have regrets
FS: They come back as an angry spirit
HH: i'm not a bloody ghost, matt
-- facelessSchemer [FS] places his hand on top of hyperactiveHistorian [HH]'s head --
FS: Guess not
FS: But then how are you here?
HH: i got better, obviously
FS: ...
HH: easter egg of sorts
FS: *Are you positive you died?
HH: ...
FS: You didn't just hit your head or anything, right?
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] twitches --
HH: fairly certain, yes
FS: But...how?
HH: not sure exactly
HH: either the poison, internal bleeding, or beheading
HH: they all happened in rather rapid succession, so it's hard to tell
FS: Ouch
FS: Sorry I asked
HH: it's fine
HH: just fine
FS: So what sort of easter egg are you talking about?
HH: you get a free extra life
HH: your dreamself
FS: It sounds like it would be useful
HH: if you do it right, you get a special extra life
HH: and i think i did it right
HH: ...i would not recommend my method specifically
FS: Wait wait wait
FS: You deliberately killed yourself?
HH: well
HH: not precisely
HH: sort of wish i had, though
HH: probably would have been more pleasant
FS: What made you think killing yourself was a good idea?
HH: because the reward outweighed the risk
FS: Reward?
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] gestures toward herself --
HH: god tier
HH: die in the right place, merge with your dreamself for a massive power boost
HH: and let's face it
HH: have you seen the boss we'll need to fight?
FS: It wouldn't happen to be that guy with five-heads, would it?
HH: yep
HH: and believe me, you do -not- want to go near her
FS: So she's the final boss?
HH: yep
FS: You don't think she's still around here, do you?
HH: i doubt it
HH: but be on the lookout
HH: and do not under any circumstances fight her
HH: just
HH: trust me
FS: Well, I'm not sure I could do much in my current state anyways
HH: she will kill you, and she will make it slow and painful
FS: I see
FS: Tell me, where exactlydo you obtain these god tier powers?
HH: find your quest bed
HH: and die on it
FS: That shouldn't be too hard
HH: easier said than done
FS: And that will give us the power to fight Jeanne?
HH: i almost didn't manage
FS: Eris
FS: I am burnt and bleeding
FS: From this point, dying shouldn't be that hard
HH: and i'm sorry for that
HH: just
HH: really think long and hard
HH: it's one thing to say you're going to die
HH: it's another entirely to face it
FS: I'll keep that in mind
FS: But before that, I'll need to find this quest bed
HH: you have no idea how close i came to failing
FS: You?
FS: Heh, I wouldn't have guessed
HH: yeah
HH: though it was really a lot more with...ah...how i chose to go about it
FS: Well, you can tell me about that later
FS: I need you to do me a favor first
HH: oh?
FS: I might need some help
HH: ...
FS: Getting to the quest bed right now
HH: matt i don't want to kill you
FS: No, I wouldn't ask you to
FS: I just don't think I'm in any shape to walk anywhere right now
HH: i have no idea where it is
FS: What about the one you used?
HH: i don't think it works that way
FS: One death per quest bed, I take it
HH: i think it has to be yours specifically
HH: it had this symbol on it
FS: So if that was your quest bed, then mine has to be around here somewhere, right?
HH: i'd assume so
HH: but it'd probably be better if you went home
HH: let your grandpa fix you up
FS: You might be right
HH: i'll help you get there
FS: I would appreciate that
FS: I'm getting kind of tired
FS: So before that, maybe I'll just....
FS: Lie down for a bit
-- facelessSchemer [FS] falls to the ground --
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] sighs --
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] throws his arm over her shoulder and stands up --
HH: come on, then
Still kind of working out how to write crazy Eris, but I think this works - serious about her goal but manic with the prospect of a good fight.
Sparky- Posts : 499
Join date : 2010-11-11
Age : 35
Re: OOC Thread: shit. lets be psychic (Chatlogs and memos)
C'mon Joan, let's get ready to enter that second gate! (I figure that, by now, they know about the whole "BUILD UP EVENLY KTHNX" thing.)
-- mercilessTango [MT] began pestering amazonaReveille [AR] --
-- mercilessTango [MT] began pestering petrifiedSeeker [PS] --
-- mercilessTango [MT] began pestering amazonaReveille [AR] --
-- mercilessTango [MT] began pestering amazonaReveille [AR] --
- Spoiler:
- MT: Hey babe, you holding up okay? :D
AR: Hi!
AR: I'm okay, well as much as can be expected.
MT: So have you gone through your first gate yet?
AR: Um....
AR: No, I don't think so.
MT: So you haven't gone down and explored your planet yet?
AR: No, not really. :/ I'm still in my house. Or I guess it's less of a house and more of a tower now.
MT: Hm... Well have you built as far up as the second gate?
AR: I'm not sure, I'm somewhere in the middle right now, let me go up a few floors. :)
MT: Kaaaay :)
AR: The gate is the spirally thing right?
MT: Yeah.
MT: Have you gotten your house built up to the second one yet?
AR: How do I know if this is the first one or the second?
AR: I mean it's up pretty high, but they're not labeled or anything >_>
MT: Well
MT: There are seven
MT: We count. :)
AR: Oh wow they just keep going don't they
MT: No. You need to listen/read.
MT: They stop at seven. :P
MT: SO
AR: To answer your question, no not up to the second one yet. There's a platform just below the first and a bit of building up beyond that, but I think Evan kind of forgot after that.
MT: Dammit
MT: Okay then I gotta go bother Evan for a bit. >_>
MT: Sit tight for a few, mkay? :D
AR: Why?
AR: Okay.
MT: Don't worry I'll try to not be too long!
MT: See you soon! <3
AR: Okay. :D
-- mercilessTango [MT] ceased pestering amazonaReveille [AR] --
-- mercilessTango [MT] began pestering petrifiedSeeker [PS] --
- Spoiler:
- MT: Yo Ev!
PS: ♪♫ yo ♪♫
MT: You gotta pick up the slack!
PS: ♪♫ what slack ♪♫
MT: Shea's building is falling behind.
PS: ♪♫ oh ♪♫
MT: So if you could just do me the biggest favour
MT: And build up to her second gate
PS: ♪♫ i got it up to the thing thought thats what you were sposed to do ♪♫
MT: I'll love you forever, sweetheart.
MT: Well there are seven things!
MT: Go up to the second please?
MT: For me?
PS: ♪♫ oh jesus ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ sure ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ um ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ gimme a sec not at my computer ♪♫
MT: >:(
PS: ♪♫ what im out killin stuff thought thats what youre sposed to do ♪♫
MT: You're supposed to do a bunch of things.
MT: But that's okay.
MT: I forgive you. <3
PS: ♪♫ thanks ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ ok im here ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ jesus shea has a ton of grist wtf ♪♫
MT: Yeah that's a thing that happens
PS: ♪♫ shes still in the house what do all the imps just come to her and say here i am lady kill me plz ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ ok ♭uilding ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ just up to the 2nd one right ♪♫
MT: Yeah
MT: Thanks so much hon. <3
PS: ♪♫ no pro♭ ♪♫
PS: ♪♫ all done ♪♫
MT: <3333
MT: Now I can Not Die! :DDD
PS: ♪♫ wait what ♪♫
MT: I gotta go now, but I hope we can catch up soon!
PS: ♪♫ k ♪♫
MT: It's just that right now, some intense action's gotta ensue.
MT: Good look with your things!
PS: ♪♫ laterz ♪♫
MT: (All of them, even the ones you think I don't know about.)
MT: ( ;) )
PS: ♪♫ oh fuck ♪♫
-- mercilessTango [MT] ceased pestering petrifiedSeeker [PS] --
-- mercilessTango [MT] began pestering amazonaReveille [AR] --
- Spoiler:
- MT: HEY SHEEEAAAAAA?
AR: !?
MT: SHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
-- mercilessTango [MT] explores the house, looking for Shea --
AR: Who's there?
MT: Shea? That you?
MT: C'mon where are you hidin' babe?
AR: Yeah. I'm coming up, hang on a sec!
-- amazonaReveille [AR] comes upstairs --
AR: Hey, do I... Joan?
MT: !!!
MT: SHEA!
AR: Hi!
-- mercilessTango [MT] bear hugs! --
AR: Ack!
MT: Not lettin' go. :D
AR: That would make breathing difficult, just saying... >_<
-- mercilessTango [MT] sighs --
MT: Okay, FINE.
AR: You're here! You're in my house! How did you get here?
-- mercilessTango [MT] stops hugging, but is completely happy to leave an arm across Shea's shoulders --
MT: That's what the gates are for.
MT: Your second gate leads you to your server's second gate!
MT: Isn't that cool?
AR: Oh. I didn't know that!
MT: Yeah well did you even go through your first gate?
AR: Um....
AR: No, I kind of haven't left the house yet.
MT: Aw, why not?
MT: You can't show me any cool places in your land now!
-- amazonaReveille [AR] sighs and slips out from under Joan's arm --
AR: It's... argh, it's complicated.
MT: Ah, no worries.
MT: C'mon, let's at least look at the view, then!
AR: Just a bit worried and out of sorts, you know?
-- mercilessTango [MT] grabs Shea's hand and tries to find her way upstairs --
AR: Ack!
AR: Careful, I think this is where the imps keep getting in.
MT: Pfff, they'll get in anywhere.
AR: I know. I'm running out of stuff to blockade with.
MT: They're mincemeat when they're not pretty chill, so it's fine.
AR: Yeah. I can take 'em, I just don't like the idea of getting swarmed is all.
MT: Once you're strong enough to bop 'em over the head and reap the grist, they usually get the idea that they shouldn't mess with you.
AR: // top floor
MT: Oh wow!
MT: I didn't really get the chance to look when I was finding you
MT: Oh man this place looks sweet.
AR: Yeah. It's... yeah it's something else up here.
-- mercilessTango [MT] brings Shea close to the edge --
MT: It's just so pretty!
AR: Um... careful. I don't...
AR: Ack...
AR: Dunno how far down it goes.
MT: What, you're not afraid of heights, are you?
-- mercilessTango [MT] sits down, dangling her legs over the edge --
AR: Not really.
-- amazonaReveille [AR] sits down --
MT: So all those giant... what are they, spires, stalagmites...?
AR: Spires, yeah.
AR: Spires and Silk.
MT: Silk?
AR: Mhmm.
MT: Hot damn, I bet you could make some fancy things here.
-- amazonaReveille [AR] points at the streaming banner flapping off the top of a nearby spire. --
MT: Heh, that reminds me...
AR: I made a flying car, but I haven't tried it out yet.
-- mercilessTango [MT] shuffles back enough so she can have room to sit cross-legged --
MT: A flying car?
MT: Awesome
MT: But it doesn't sound to practical.
MT: Have you ever even driven before?
AR: Yep!
MT: Oh okay good.
MT: Phew.
MT: Dodged a bullet there.
MT: Now then
-- mercilessTango [MT] murmurs a bit and takes out a sketchpad and a pencil from her sylladex --
AR: Still uncooperative huh?
MT: This place is too awesome to not sketch it
MT: Hm?
MT: Nah we're all cool.
AR: Good.
AR: What's your place like?
MT: It's... kinda weird. Annoying, really. Very hot, very difficult to navigate.
MT: You know those old huge dinosaur computers?
AR: Like the first ones they built in the sixties or whatever?
AR: That took up a whole building to do basic math?
MT: Not quite. I think they're a little better. They just look super clunky and old.
MT: Anyways, those are everywhere.
-- mercilessTango [MT] starts sketching the place around her --
AR: Huh.
AR: Guess the breeze here is a welcome change huh?
MT: Oh yeah
MT: There the only moving air is from countless computer fans.
MT: Which, as you can imagine, only blow hot air out of the computers.
MT: Often, directly into your face.
MT: No siree, not a cool place.
AR: Fuuuuuuuun.
MT: Also those fans never stop and are loud.
MT: Super annoying noise all the time.
-- amazonaReveille [AR] leans slightly over Joan's shoulder to see the drawing --
MT: It's here!
MT: Well
MT: Okay sort of.
MT: You're in the corner there overlooking the place just because, okay.
MT: (Yes that's you.)
AR: Okay
MT: So yeah >_>
AR: Something wrong?
MT: Um, no, not really.
MT: I... probably shouldn't be here doodling while it's my first time meeting my best bro!
MT: C'mon, how about you show me around!
AR: Alright.
MT: C'mon what's with that 'tude.
AR: Um.
AR: Heh...
MT: Yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeees?
AR: Augh. I just...
AR: Gah.
MT: You just...?
MT: Something wrong?
-- amazonaReveille [AR] shudders. --
AR: I can't. Every time I even think about trying to leave I just... freeze up.
MT: Yeah, I guess it's kinda cold here.
AR: Not really...
MT: It was a joke, silly.
AR: OH.
-- mercilessTango [MT] bops Shea on the shoulder --
MT: How could I be super serious about that.
MT: I'm CANADIAN.
AR: Heh.
AR: I'm just not all here right now I guess.
MT: Heh, happens to the best of us.
-- mercilessTango [MT] hugs Shea again --
MT: So
MT: About taht tour?
MT: Well.......?
-- mercilessTango [MT] makes sure she's entering Shea's personal bubble --
-- amazonaReveille [AR] leads Joan down through the levels of the house --
MT: Yay!
AR: Sorry the place is such a mess. Between the imps and the building and all the other nonsense...
MT: It's fine, no worries.
MT: Better than my place, at any rate.
MT: Man that's so messy now.
MT: You've seen it.
AR: Yeah, but it wasn't so bad.
AR: It was just... lived-in!
MT: Lived-in?
AR: Yeah.
MT: Come on, I KNOW you've seen my room.
MT: Sketchbooks are EVERYWHERE.
MT: It's its own Land of Sketchbooks and Clothes.
AR: Heehee...
MT: ...Hmmmmm
MT: D'you cook a lot?
AR: Yeah. My parents are always busy and my aunt never cooks so...
MT: Awesome.
MT: Wanna make some food?
MT: I'm starving.
AR: Sure. Kitchen's this way.
MT: Yesssss
AR: Anything specific you want?
MT: Ummmm
MT: No
MT: Let's make something together!
AR: Alright. Fridge, cupboard, closet... anything you want, I guess.
MT: Nooooo, that takes the fun out of it
MT: What do you want to make?
AR: Um... I'm not sure really.
MT: What do you mean?
MT: You should be hungry to some degree, I'm sure.
AR: A little.
MT: Yeah, so let's make something!
- Spoiler:
- AR: I'll be honest....
AR: I didn't think that could be done.
MT: What?
AR: It's soup!
AR: How did you *burn* soup!?
MT: Um
MT: I'm
MT: What did I do wrong ):
AR: That's what I'm trying to figure out...
AR: That and keeping the house from burning down....
AR: Can you open one of those windows? Just push the couch out of the way.
MT: Uh
MT: Sure
-- mercilessTango [MT] ends up opening the window, and attempts to fan the smoke out --
MT: I'm so sorry I didn't mean to ruin it.
-- amazonaReveille [AR] flips on fans and opens another window in the kitchen --
AR: It's alright.
AR: Um.
AR: Have you ever used a stove before Joan?
MT: Uhhh
MT: Let's say I'm not familiar with your stove's, uh
MT: Interface.
AR: 'cause it's in Fahrenheit?
MT: Uh
MT: Let's... go with that?
AR: Okay...
AR: This dial here sets the temperature. You set it to 300... in Fahrenheit water boils at 212.
AR: Furthermore...
AR: You generally cook soup on the burners, not inside the oven.
AR: :)
MT: ...Um
MT: Okay
MT: I am the most terrible at this
AR: It's alright. I'm not mad.
-- mercilessTango [MT] looks at her feet --
MT: I'm sorry I ruined this though. I tried not to...
AR: Don't worry about it.
AR: We'll just make sandwiches and go for a drive, how's that sound?
MT: Uh
MT: Hmmm
MT: How about
MT: We don't go for a drive
MT: While we're eating the sandwiches.
AR: Heh. Probably a good idea. First one, then the other, then.
MT: Yeah
AR: Oh wow. That bowl's pretty much shot.
MT: ...Oh
MT: Sorry.
-- mercilessTango [MT] is a lovely shade of vermilion right now --
AR: Hey.
AR: It's alright.
MT: I just... Sorry 'bout that.
AR: We've all got our hangups.
AR: Okay. Cleanup accomplished.
AR: What do you want on your sandwich?
MT: Ummm
MT: Dunno, I don't think we explored the fascinating world of sandwich meats here.
MT: Or like
MT: Other sandwich stuff
AR: The fridge is pretty well stocked, we've got all your standard sliced deli stuff... ham, turkey, bologna, salami, other stuff...
AR: Cheese, veggies...
AR: P-B-n-J
MT: Hmmmm
MT: Well, what are you gonna make for you?
MT: I don't want us to have to arrage more stuff than we really need to
MT: I'm flexible. ;)
AR: I'm just gonna go with the peanut butter, if I'm gonna go flying I'm not sure I wanna eat something too heavy.
MT: Okay.
MT: PEANUT BUTTER AWAAAAYYYYY
-- amazonaReveille [AR] pulls peanut butter and grape jelly out of the fridge and makes sandwiches --
MT: Oh grape jelly even?
MT: Man I haven't had that in AGES.
MT: Nostalgia trip GOOOOOOOOO.
AR: Lots of flavors. Strawberry, raspberry, blackberry... this green stuff that I can't remember the name of but my mom likes it...
AR: You want this stuff or somethign else?
MT: Hey
MT: Didn't I JUST imply that I was pumped for grape jelly.
MT: I'm pretty sure I did!
AR: Heh. Sorry, a bit distracted. Here you go.
MT: Yaaaaaaaay!
-- mercilessTango [MT] hugs Shea --
MT: Thanks for the eats
AR: Welcome.
-- mercilessTango [MT] eats the sandwich happily --
-- amazonaReveille [AR] finishes the sandwich and washes it down with a glass of water --
MT: Okay
MT: So
MT: Drive, or is there something else we can be doing?
AR: Not really, I don't think there's any other way around this place.
MT: Well I mean
MT: That's if we explore
-- mercilessTango [MT] yawns --
AR: Thought you wanted a tour?
MT: Well you said you haven't explored this place much...
AR: Not really, no... My whole plan was pretty much fly around and see stuff and try not to get lost.
MT: Heh, d'you have a GPS in your car?
MT: That would
MT: Wait
MT: I didn't think that through.
AR: Hahahah
AR: It does have a GPS as well as other stuff... compass and basic camping and survival gear, things like that.
MT: I'll just
MT: I haven't slept since waking up this morning, okay.
AR: Oh. Heh, yeah I got a nap right after I got into the game. Maybe you might wanna crash for a bit before we go anywhere?
AR: I mean, you're doing the whole yawning thing already.
MT: Yeah, that might be a good idea. Wouldn't want to crash in the middle of doing stuff.
MT: Or like
AR: Yep.
MT: Accidentally
-- mercilessTango [MT] yawns --
MT: Accidentally getting too friendly with a horde of imps or something
AR: C'mon. I'll make sure the imps and stuff don't bother you. :)
MT: Okayyyyyyyy
MT: So where're wo goin'?
AR: My room. Probably the best place to not get bothered by the imps and all, and also one of the few places that doesnt have furniture piled up on the walls.
MT: Heh. Showin' me to your room so soon?
AR: Err. Speaking of walls... um...
MT: Dang I'm just that good right.
MT: Hm?
AR: There's stuff all over 'em, just so you're not surprised when you get there.
MT: M'kay.
AR: And
AR: :P
AR: Here you go. Yell if you need anything, mmkay?
MT: Mmmmmm
MT: But Shea
MT: Noooo
MT: Don't go
AR: Huh?
-- mercilessTango [MT] grabs Shea's hand and stumbles to the bed --
MT: Stay here?
AR: Ack?
AR: Um.
AR: Okay? I guess Mothsprite can take care of the imps for a while.
MT: yaaaaaaay
-- mercilessTango [MT] flumps onto the bed --
MT: Your room is nice.
MT: The bes is
-- mercilessTango [MT] yawns again --
MT: It's squishy
-- amazonaReveille [AR] sits on the end of the bed --
-- mercilessTango [MT] takes off her shoes and curls up onto the bed with hear head closer to the foot of the bed --
MT: mmmmmm'scomfy
AR: G'night. :)
MT: g'nightshea
MT: Shea?
AR: Mhmm?
-- mercilessTango [MT] mumbles something incomprehensible --
AR: Come again?
-- mercilessTango [MT] mumbles a bit louder --
-- amazonaReveille [AR] leans a little closer --
MT: 'mmmmmmcomfy
MT: thanks
AR: Heheh. You're welcome. Get some sleep.
-- amazonaReveille [AR] sits back up --
-- mercilessTango [MT] falls asleep --
MessiahForHire- Posts : 296
Join date : 2010-11-11
Age : 30
Location : Land of Colour and Dusk
Re: OOC Thread: shit. lets be psychic (Chatlogs and memos)
Another Eris-Shep argument :)
- Spoiler:
- [21:42:03 26/04/11] @ Oblivion : SS: What does it matter to you? You are a god now. They will be dust in the wind before long while you have all eternity ahead of you.
[21:42:31] @ Sparky : HH: what
[21:42:40] @ Sparky : HH: what the fucking hell is wrong with you
[21:42:59] @ Oblivion : SS: Come now. You cannot seriously believe godhood is limited to a flashy new wardrobe and a minor enhancement of your capabilities.
[21:43:29] @ Sparky : HH: ignore that
[21:43:34] @ Sparky : HH: how is there not a problem
[21:43:42] @ Sparky : HH: with watching my friends wither and die in front of me
[21:43:51] @ Sparky : HH: i wouldn't fucking be here without them
[21:43:55] @ Sparky : HH: and you expect me to
[21:43:59] @ Oblivion : SS: The purpose of the game is to create a universe. It provides a manner by which those creators may sustain their existence and prolong their rule of their new domain.
[21:44:04] @ Sparky : HH: to just accept that they'll be gone
[21:44:15] @ Oblivion : SS: You will be forced to eventually.
[21:44:19] @ Sparky : HH: i don't fucking care about the game!
[21:44:24] @ Sparky : HH: i never did
[21:44:31] @ Oblivion : SS: If you do not find a way to end your life before that.
[21:44:35] @ Sparky : HH: i played it to make sure we survived
[21:44:38] @ Sparky : HH: me and my friends
[21:44:50] @ Sparky : HH: you can't tell me to toss them aside now
[21:44:51] @ Oblivion : SS: And so you have.
[21:45:02] @ Oblivion : SS: You should be looking to the future at this point.
[21:45:13] @ Sparky : HH: i am
[21:45:23] @ Sparky : HH: and it should be one with them in it
[21:45:32] @ Oblivion : SS: Preparing yourself for the inevitability of eternity, should you succeed in your battle against the Archagent.
[21:45:46] @ Oblivion : SS: They will, for a time. But they are still mortal. You, Shea, and Joan, however, are not.
[21:46:10] @ Sparky : HH: that's not right
[21:46:18] @ Sparky : HH: it
[21:46:26] @ Sparky : HH: they have as much right
[21:46:28] @ Oblivion : SS: Unless you sacrifice your life in a heroic gesture, or fall to darkness and find yourself felled by another hero, that is.
[21:46:35] @ Sparky : HH: they made this universe same as we did
[21:46:40] @ Oblivion : SS: Rights require sacrifices.
[21:46:45] @ Oblivion : SS: Sacrifices you have made.
[21:46:48] @ Sparky : HH: why are they being punished?
[21:46:56] @ Sparky : HH: don't talk to me about sacrifice!
[21:47:05] @ Sparky : HH: we've lost everything but each other
[21:47:16] @ Sparky : HH: don't you dare tell me that isn't sacrifice
[21:48:15] @ Oblivion : SS: Yet you have sacrificed something more.
[21:48:21] @ Oblivion : SS: Something they have not.
[21:48:26] @ Oblivion : SS: And one of which cannot.
[21:48:59] @ Oblivion : SS: Such is the price that must be paid.
[21:49:09] @ Sparky : HH: you
[21:49:12] @ Sparky : HH: you can't mean
[21:49:31] @ Sparky : HH: you're honestly encouraging suicide?!
[21:49:54] @ Oblivion : SS: If they wish immortality, it is what must be done.
[21:50:01] @ Oblivion : SS: At least, in Rick and Matt's cases.
[21:50:32] @ Oblivion : SS: Alternatively.
[21:50:44] @ Oblivion : SS: If you cannot concieve of an eternity without their companionship...
[21:51:17] @ Oblivion : SS: You are more than welcome to hurl yourself at undefeatable foes in hopes that one of them is vile enough to pierce your invulnerabilities. Or to become such a villainess yourself.
[21:51:25] @ Oblivion : SS: And be felled by a hero in turn.
[21:51:46] @ Oblivion : SS: By that point, what you do with your eternity is no longer a concern of mine.
[21:51:48] @ Sparky : HH: so get killed by a villain or attack heroes
[21:51:52] @ Sparky : HH: oh wait, i already did that
[21:51:55] @ Sparky : HH: fuck off, shep
[21:51:56] @ Oblivion : SS: You will have traveled beyond my jurisdiction.
[21:52:08] @ Sparky : HH: you can't be this casual about death
[21:52:22] @ Sparky : HH: i mean, you've been our friend for years!
[21:52:27] @ Oblivion : SS: For someone who has already died once, you seem exceptionally wound up by the process.
[21:52:32] @ Sparky : HH: you honestly don't care whether we live or die?
[21:52:48] @ Oblivion : SS: I did not say that.
[21:52:57] @ Oblivion : SS: Your status is of great importance to me.
[21:53:00] @ Sparky : HH: how have you not?
[21:53:08] @ Sparky : HH: and it isn't just us!
[21:53:20] @ Sparky : HH: you've casually doomed six people to die
[21:53:27] @ Oblivion : SS: But once you finish the game, if you finish the game, and depart the Medium, my business with you is complete. Your existence will pass out of the universe I care for.
[21:53:27] @ Sparky : HH: because you were on your period
[21:53:52] @ Oblivion : SS: Ah. So that is what this is about, and not truly your worries for leaving half your party behind.
[21:54:06] @ Sparky : HH: no
[21:54:09] @ Sparky : HH: it's both
[21:54:19] @ Sparky : HH: the core of this discussion is that you're an arsehole
[21:54:50] @ Oblivion : SS: If you feel they are so doomed, it must mean you have determined that your own chances against your foe are equally doomed.
[21:55:06] @ Oblivion : SS: In which case I wonder why we bothered with the fifteen minutes of prior discussion.
[21:55:11] @ Sparky : HH: and whose fault is it that they're forced to rely on us?
[21:56:01] @ Oblivion : SS: I am sure you like to think the blame lies at my feet, Eris.
[21:56:06] @ Sparky : HH: as you said, you care about -our- universe
[21:56:07] @ Sparky : HH: they
[21:56:13] @ Sparky : HH: were not -in- our universe
[21:56:14] @ Oblivion : SS: But in truth if it is anyone's fault it is their own.
[21:56:18] @ Sparky : HH: actually, they made it
[21:56:24] @ Sparky : HH: making them...your overlords
[21:56:38] @ Oblivion : SS: Your leaps in logic would be astounding if they were not so predictable.
[21:56:42] @ Sparky : HH: so not only an arsehole but an insubordinate one
[21:57:53] @ Sparky : HH: and your insults would be poetic if i wasn't fondly imagining your head being shoved so far up your rectum you could smell your aorta
[21:59:00] @ Oblivion : SS: As we are to the point where nothing of further use is to be gleaned from this discussion, I will take the liberty of bringing it to an end.
[21:59:08] @ Oblivion : SS: You have the knowledge you came for.
[21:59:11] @ Sparky : HH: no
[21:59:16] @ Sparky : HH: i want to know
[21:59:18] @ Sparky : HH: why
[21:59:21] @ Oblivion : SS: I suggest you turn your energies to something more profitable than bothering me.
[21:59:22] @ Sparky : HH: why did you banish them
[21:59:29] @ Sparky : HH: and i suggest you deal
[21:59:41] @ Oblivion : SS: I have explained this once before already.
[21:59:45] @ Oblivion : SS: I am not fond of repeating myself.
[21:59:57] @ Sparky : HH: pms is not a reason
[22:01:16] @ Oblivion : SS: The game has a proper pattern of form. They chose to divert from it, in a manner that subverted the rules and processes created for that purpose.
[22:02:04] @ Oblivion : SS: And this would be the point where you begin your rant that such declarations are unfair and judgemental.
[22:02:06] @ Sparky : HH: really
[22:02:08] @ Oblivion : SS: Let us not waste our time.
[22:02:16] @ Sparky : HH: i seem to recall our games ending the same way
[22:02:23] @ Sparky : HH: you never once complained
[22:02:41] @ Oblivion : SS: There is a very notable difference.
[22:02:43] @ Sparky : HH: and it's judgmental, you pseudo-omniscient fuckwit
[22:03:05] @ Oblivion : SS: Your patterns repeatedly subverted the story. A passage of plot, an overlooking of text, nothing more.
[22:03:18] @ Oblivion : SS: Your actions and reactions remained limited, contained, and accounted for by the rules of the game in question.
[22:03:25] @ Oblivion : SS: Theirs did not. They acted outside the system.
[22:03:53] @ Sparky : HH: semantics
[22:04:04] @ Sparky : HH: everything they did clearly followed the game
[22:04:14] @ Sparky : HH: sburb doesn't let you do anything it can't handle
[22:04:16] @ Oblivion : SS: Also I advise you to acquaint yourself with a dictionary and the possibility of alternate spellings. For someone constantly berated for the addition or subtraction of vowels you seem awfully snippy on the subject.
[22:05:30] @ Sparky : HH: my point stands
[22:05:39] @ Sparky : HH: you are acting outside of your jurisdiction
[22:05:48] @ Oblivion : SS: No.
[22:06:04] @ Sparky : HH: their medium...and ours...are outside of our universe
[22:06:18] @ Oblivion : SS: Had they been allowed entry, they would have been directly involved in my jurisdiction. Such behavior was unwelcome in my guardianship. I moved to prevent it.
[22:06:20] @ Sparky : HH: none of us are in your jurisdiction
[22:07:15] @ Oblivion : SS: Hence why I have left you to your own devices. You contacted me, if you will recall.
[22:07:37] @ Sparky : HH: you didn't leave them alone as you should have
[22:07:54] @ Sparky : HH: how could i be sure you would follow the rules in regards to us?
[22:08:20] @ Oblivion : SS: It seems no matter how many times I bother to explain the process, you refuse to regard it. I wonder why I waste my time.
[22:08:52] @ Oblivion : SS: Let us be honest with ourselves, Eris. No answer I give you is ever going to be considered satisfactory.
[22:09:17] @ Oblivion : SS: You have it in your mind that a crime has been committed here, and nothing I can say wil sway your opinion.
[22:09:25] @ Sparky : HH: and no behavior from any players will be either
[22:09:42] @ Sparky : HH: you really are the most childish person i've ever spoken to
[22:09:53] @ Oblivion : SS: I am sorry you feel that way.
[22:11:17] @ Oblivion : SS: As I said. You would do yourself more good turning your attentions to a more immediate goal. One that has a possibility of success.
[22:11:28] @ Oblivion : SS: Farewell.
Re: OOC Thread: shit. lets be psychic (Chatlogs and memos)
Eris, Rick, and Dullahan makes two. (Beta)
- Spoiler:
- -- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] began pestering antithesisLegionnare [AL] at 15:49 --
HH: all right, mercer.
HH: two giclopses, one bomb.
HH: top that.
AL: Oh wow, the old "kill two birds with one stone" only less impressive.
AL: Okay how about...
AL: 6 Giclopses, 3 Liches, 14 imps, and a Basilisk, all without hitting them with anything.
AL: You're falling behind again Allard.
HH: of course not, your specibus is normally reserved for retired old ladies and magical nannies.
HH: don't be ridiculous.
HH: the imps barely count.
AL: And yet I'm still killing things just fine, strange huh?
AL: I was just being accurate.
HH: right.
HH: of course you were.
AL: At least one of us is.
HH: and how do you explain your success if you, in your own words, didn't hit anything?
AL: I broke the cliff they were standing on.
HH: so
HH: you hit the cliff.
AL: Yes, but not THEM.
HH: you said anything.
HH: you lying oaf.
AL: Read my message again.
HH: rocks are things, dimwit.
AL: "without hitting THEM with anything."
HH: you hit them with rocks from the cliff.
AL: Nope.
AL: I broke the cliff, and they fell.
AL: Then I scooped up the grist.
HH: uh-huh.
HH: environmental kills are invalid.
HH: i think you set that rule up after i knocked a pillar onto my first giclops.
AL: Hah.
HH: so, try again.
AL: But in your own words that was an accident.
HH: i'm still ahead.
AL: Tried to play it off as you being so badass you don't even have to try or something.
AL: But fine, let's see what's around.
-- antithesisLegionnare [AL] floats up into the air. --
AL: Do other creatures count as "environment"?
HH: anything other than your weapon.
AL: Oh, so you want me to actually hit them with an umbrella to death?
HH: yes.
AL: You didn't have to make it easy on me Allard.
-- antithesisLegionnare [AL] drills through a set of underlings. --
AL: Giclops kabob.
HH: how many is that, then?
AL: Four or five.
HH: that all?
AL: Well if you're going to be THAT way.
AL: I could keep going.
AL: I don't want to overwhelm you though.
AL: Where's the sport in that, you know?
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] balances five bombs on a hand and tosses them at a herd of giclops --
HH: eight. and those were small bombs.
AL: Don't hurt yourself now.
AL: Remember, safety first.
HH: no worries there.
AL: I know your sister wasn't as much of a taskmaster as my maid was. I'm not sure you can handle pain.
HH: i mix bombs as a hobby, you prat.
HH: i know a few things.
HH: your turn
AL: Working on it.
AL: Drilling...
AL: Drilling...
AL: Drilling...
AL: Oh hey that one dropped a specibus card.
AL: Up a rung on my Echeladder.
HH: you finally leveled, then.
AL: I don't feel like I should have for something as simple as this
AL: How IS your sis anyway?
AL: Seen her recently?
HH: not since i got in
AL: What a shame.
AL: Okay this is getting boring.
HH: doesn't matter, she's fine
AL: Shall I give you another accurate list, or do you want the highlights?
HH: highlights
AL: 60 Giclopses and 110 Ogres.
AL: You might say fighting these guys is...
HH: the hell did you do?
HH: you have a bloody parasol
AL: I just told you.
AL: Drilling.
HH: if i were joan, there is a comment i could make.
(( MT: JUST FUCK ALREADY. ))
AL: If you were Joan.
AL: Why must you sexualize me so?
HH: i can't imagine you don't do the same for yourself
HH: you'd love my planet
HH: mirrors everywhere
AL: First you make a sexual comment and now you're inviting me to your place?
AL: Was my kill count THAT impressive to you?
HH: all the better to rub your face in your failure
HH: because i have a challenge for you
AL: Oh?
AL: I'm listening.
HH: i am going to prove once and for all that your posturing is all for nothing
HH: you will never catch up to this
AL: What are you planning?
HH: i am going to fight my denizen
HH: and i am going to win
AL: What?
HH: you heard me
AL: You're clearly no where near ready for that.
HH: right.
AL: Leave the denizen fighting to someone who actually stands a chance.
HH: of course.
HH: and this has nothing to do with your fear of being shown up by a girl.
AL: Not at all.
AL: You can't really show me up by dying.
HH: and you can't show me up by telling ghost stories.
AL: You sure?
AL: I could try.
HH: so you have two options.
HH: beat your denizen first.
HH: or sit back and watch me prove once and for all who's the better fighter.
AL: I'm not going to fight my denizen yet.
AL: That would be stupid.
AL: Even if I know I could win.
HH: i see.
AL: Plus, I have nothing to prove to you.
HH: uh-huh.
HH: this contest was your idea.
HH: and you're backing out.
AL: I just broke your record by 15x
HH: all i needed to know.
HH: i'll be off then
AL: Right.
AL: (liar)
HH: excuse me?
AL: See you soon.
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] ceased pestering antithesisLegionnare [AL] at 16:29 --
AL: You're not going to do it, don't even pretend.
Re: OOC Thread: shit. lets be psychic (Chatlogs and memos)
Redid the Shep-Eris argument
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] began pestering stoicShepherd [SS] --
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] began pestering stoicShepherd [SS] --
- Spoiler:
- HH: we need to talk.
SS: About what, may I ask?
HH: really?
HH: going to pretend you don't already know i know you know everything?
SS: I will forever remain unconvinced you didn't begin this conversation intending to use that line.
HH: go right ahead.
HH: you know what i'm here about.
SS: Intent and outcome are so often entirely different things, Eris.
HH: what are you playing at, exiling the trolls?
HH: they finished their game like they were supposed to.
SS: Precisely my point.
SS: You intended to talk with me about your predecessors.
SS: To tell me that I was being..."unfair."
HH: actually i was going to use dictatorish
HH: but what do you mean intended?
HH: we are talking about them.
SS: Yes, but the conversation will soon take a turn into something else entirely.
HH: will you just answer me already?
HH: why did you exile them?
SS: Over the course of this conversation, you eventually get sidetracked by a bout of introspection.
HH: why would i do that?
SS: It's only natural for a newly-made god to wonder about himself or herself.
SS: The limits of your abilities.
HH: it's just a game title, means nothing.
HH: now about the trolls
SS: The loneliness of immortality.
HH: ...what?
HH: what are you saying?
SS: The term "god tiers" is hardly metaphorical, Eris.
HH: immortality?
SS: Come now. You cannot seriously believe godhood is limited to a flashy new wardrobe and a minor enhancement of your capabilities.
HH: all of us?
SS: Don't be ridiculous.
SS: Immortality is limited to the gods.
HH: then...
HH: no.
SS: Naturally.
HH: no no no
HH: god
HH: this can't be happening
HH: they can't be doomed
SS: What does it matter to you? You are a god now. They will be dust in the wind before long while you have all eternity ahead of you.
HH: the hell is wrong with you?
SS: You have a problem with obtaining the power you sought?
HH: i have a problem watching my friends wither and die in front of me!
HH: i wouldn't have made it this far without them
HH: and
HH: and you expect me to just sit back and accept it?
SS: You will be forced to eventually.
SS: The purpose of the game is to create a universe. It provides a manner by which those creators may sustain their existence and prolong their rule of their new domain.
HH: i don't give a flying fuck about sburb!
HH: i never did
HH: i played it to make sure we survived
HH: all of us
HH: so you can't tell me to just toss them aside now like they don't matter
SS: And you have survived.
SS: You must look to the future now, assuming you succeed against the Archagent.
HH: i am
HH: and the future should have them in it
SS: It will.
SS: For a time.
SS: You cannot protect them forever, Knight.
HH: why not
SS: Because they are still mortal.
SS: It matters not how strong a foe you can strike down. No one can withstand time.
HH: this isn't right
HH: they have as much right to live as we do
HH: they'll die, and we never will?
SS: Unless you sacrifice your life in a heroic gesture, or fall to darkness and find yourself felled by another hero.
HH: they made the universe same as we did
HH: what sets us apart?
SS: Sacrifice.
HH: don't talk to me about sacrifice!
HH: we've lost everything but each other
HH: don't you dare try and tell me that isn't sacrifice
SS: Yet you have sacrificed something more.
SS: Something they have not or cannot.
SS: Such is the price that must be paid.
HH: you don't mean
HH: no
HH: you can't!
SS: If they wish immortality, it is what must be done.
SS: At least, for Rick.
SS: Alternatively.
SS: If you cannot concieve of an eternity without their companionship...
SS: You are more than welcome to hurl yourself at undefeatable foes in hopes that one of them is vile enough to pierce your invulnerabilities. Or to become such a villainess yourself.
SS: To die at the hands of a hero.
SS: By that point, what you do with your eternity is no longer a concern of mine.
HH: so get killed by a villain or attack heroes
HH: easy
HH: wait, already did that
HH: fuck off
HH: you can't be this casual about death
SS: For someone who has already died once, you seem exceptionally wound up by the process.
HH: you were our friend for years!
HH: weren't you?
HH: or do you honestly not care whether we live or die?
SS: Your status is of great importance to me.
HH: it isn't just us
HH: you've doomed six people
HH: because you were pmsing
SS: But once you finish the game, if you finish the game, and depart the Medium, my business with you is complete. Your existence will pass out of the universe I care for.
SS: And so we come full circle.
SS: This isn't about abandoning your friends at all.
HH: it's both
SS: If you feel they are so doomed, it must mean you have determined that your own chances against your foe are equally doomed.
SS: If you truly feel so helpless against the Archagent, I must wonder why we bothered with this discussion at all.
HH: they should never have been put into that position.
HH: whose fault is that?
SS: I am sure you like to think the blame lies at my feet, Eris.
HH: can't think of anyone else
SS: But in truth if it is anyone's fault it is their own.
HH: you were out of your range.
HH: they weren't in our universe.
SS: They were trying to enter it. I stopped them. Simple enough.
SS: As we are to the point where nothing of further use is to be gleaned from this discussion, I will take the liberty of bringing it to an end.
SS: You have the knowledge you came for.
HH: no.
HH: give me a reason, shep.
SS: I suggest you turn your energies to something more profitable than bothering me.
HH: now.
HH: why did you banish them after they went through the hell that is this game.
SS: I have explained this once before already. I am not fond of repeating myself.
SS: The game has a proper pattern of form. They chose to divert from it, in a manner that subverted the rules and processes created for that purpose.
SS: And this would be the point where you begin your rant that such declarations are unfair and judgemental.
HH: only because they are.
HH: our games with you almost always ended like that
HH: you never did a damned thing
SS: There is a very notable difference.
SS: Your actions and reactions remained limited, contained, and accounted for by the rules of the game in question.
HH: you're really reaching, shep
SS: There are two factions who have no need to rationalize: gods and GMs. I have the pleasure of being both.
SS: One day, you will understand.
SS: But for now...
SS: It seems no matter how many times I bother to explain the process, you refuse to regard it. I wonder why I waste my time.
SS: Let us be honest with ourselves, Eris. No answer I give you is ever going to be considered satisfactory.
SS: You have it in your mind that a crime has been committed here, and nothing I can say will sway your opinion.
HH: you really are the most childish person i've ever spoken to
SS: I am sorry you feel that way.
SS: As I said. You would do yourself more good turning your attentions to a more immediate goal. One that has a possibility of success.
SS: Look at it this way.
SS: You have all the time in the world to consider your options.
SS: Farewell.
-- stoicShepherd [SS] ceased pestering hyperactiveHistorian [HH]
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Re: OOC Thread: shit. lets be psychic (Chatlogs and memos)
Shea and Shep.
-- amazonaReveille [AR] began pestering stoicShepherd [SS] --
-- amazonaReveille [AR] began pestering stoicShepherd [SS] --
- Spoiler:
- AR: Hello Shep.
SS: Shea.
AR: It's been a while.
SS: Indeed it has.
SS: Go ahead, then.
AR: Sorry. Not trying to make you wait. Just not quite sure how to go about saying what I came to say.
AR: A trouble that seems to be contagious as of late.
SS: Take your time.
SS: You have no shortage of it.
AR: Yes. So I've recently been told.
SS: You seem displeased.
SS: One would think a mortal such as yourself would relish the idea of cheating the reaper.
AR: My feelings on that particular subject are a bit mixed at the moment.
AR: There was a time I probably would have.
AR: A time when death was terrifying to the point of negating any joy in any level of risk.
SS: And now you will tell me what changed your perspective.
AR: I'm sure you already know.
AR: You've been watching us, after all, haven't you?
SS: As if it would stop you.
SS: What if I have?
AR: I would hope you have, at least.
SS: Would you?
AR: Yes.
AR: That even after we left the world you were supposed to watch over, we were still in your thoughts, still a matter of your concern.
AR: That you still cared enough of our welfare to look.
AR: That you were worried for your friends.
SS: Of course I monitored your session.
SS: Your success is the basis of whether the Alternians survive.
AR: So I've been told.
AR: But that's it, isn't it? As much as I would like to ... no, love to believe otherwise.
SS: I have fulfilled my purpose with regards to your friends.
SS: I prepared you for the trial which were to come.
SS: That is the extent of my involvement.
AR: I'm sorry to hear that.
SS: This is something you will come to understand in time.
SS: I realize you and your friends have an emotional attachment to me based on the period I maintained contact with you.
SS: Two years?
SS: Three?
AR: Thereabouts.
SS: My existence has spanned millennia.
AR: A heartbeat in the lifespan of an immortal.
SS: Yes.
AR: An issue of perspective, then.
SS: Yours will adjust in time.
SS: One day, you will truly be able to understand my situation.
AR: Perhaps.
SS: And perhaps then, you will be less hasty in your judgement.
AR: Maybe.
AR: I can't argue against what you've done for us. Those three years, less than a blink for you, still meant a lot to us and are times we will hold close for all our lives.
AR: What we learned, what we experienced, what its done for us.
AR: So for that, at least, I thank you.
SS: You are welcome.
AR: I don't know how much of the friendship you shared with us was just part of the routine. Just another piece of the part played. A requisite of the task assigned.
SS: It hardly matters.
AR: I guess not.
SS: Once you complete your session, you will never hear from me again.
AR: I suppose.
AR: Likely your counterpart will be waiting for us on the other side.
AR: We'll be his or her problem, then.
AR: You know what we plan to do, no doubt.
SS: I am aware.
AR: And?
SS: Nothing I say to you will have any impact on what is to come.
AR: I guess that's fair.
AR: No sense wasting each other's time, no matter how limitless it may or may not be, with futile arguments.
SS: I am glad one of you has that much sense.
AR: Doesn't make me any less sorry that it had to come to this, Shep.
SS: Don't dwell on your regrets now.
SS: There will be time for that later.
AR: I have no regrets.
AR: We each have our road to follow.
SS: Are you certain?
AR: It's a decision I've made.
AR: Nothing more.
AR: I'm not perfect. None of us are. Despite that you likely disagree with me on your own case.
AR: But I'm not going to waste my time with dwelling on how I could have done it better once its already written in stone.
AR: We take, we learn, we move on.
SS: Very poetic.
AR: I guess there's nothing more to be said.
SS: Indeed.
AR: Goodbye then, until we meet again. Something tells me this won't be the last time we speak.
SS: Farewell, Shea.
-- amazonaReveille [AR] ceased pestering stoicShepherd [SS] --
Re: OOC Thread: shit. lets be psychic (Chatlogs and memos)
This is just so uncomfortable all around. I have no idea what's wrong with Joan, get your ass in gear. >:I
(Even she does not know how to deal with the wall-writings.)
:(
-- mercilessTango [MT] began pestering amazonaReveille [AR] --
(Even she does not know how to deal with the wall-writings.)
:(
-- mercilessTango [MT] began pestering amazonaReveille [AR] --
- Spoiler:
- -- mercilessTango [MT] leans against the doorway tiredly, smiling a little vacantly while watching Shea --
-- amazonaReveille [AR] swaps a pair of cards in the captcha shunts then glances around --
AR: Oh...
AR: You're up, hi.
MT: Hey.
AR: Feel better?
MT: Sorta.
MT: I didn't sleep that well, but that's par for the course with me.
AR: Oh?
MT: Yeah, dreams and stuff. Nothing special.
AR: Ah...
MT: So what's up with you?
MT: You've been getting along?
AR: Yeah. Keeping an eye out for trouble and upgrading my equipment a bit. Just in case.
MT: Just in case?
AR: Well, you still want that tour, right?
MT: You up to it, still?
AR: Yeah, if you are.
MT: Sounds awesome.
MT: Anyone drop by while I was gone, though?
AR: A couple imps, nobody friendly.
MT: Aw, that's rough. When's the last time anyone friendly dropped by?
AR: When you showed up. :)
MT: Aw, shucks, darlin'.
MT: But I meant before that?
AR: Um...
AR: That would've been when the Lieutenant's family visited, about a month ago. Haven't really had any guests since....
MT: That wasn't quite what I meant.
MT: When's the last time you had any company around here since we started?
-- amazonaReveille [AR] blinks dazedly. --
AR: I think you lost me.
AR: I mean... other than you, no one's been here since we started...
MT: No one?
AR: Yeah... I don't even know where my aunt is. Just me, Mothsprite, and the occasional imp.
MT: :(
MT: That's gotta be tough on you.
AR: But that's how the game works right...? You travel back to your server's place, then theirs, so Rick should get here eventually, then Eris...
AR: Course I'm supposed to be headed to Evan's eventually myself, so much luck with that...
AR: ... I'm babbling aren't I?
MT: Nah, you're fine. It's nice hearing your voice.
AR: Thanks.
AR: It's nice to actually meet you in person, finally. I didn't think to say it before.
MT: Heh. Likewise. It's awesome meeting people for the first time after knowing them for so long.
AR: Yeah.
MT: I don't really remember if I mentioned it before but I really appreciate you being patient enough to let me borrow your bed for a few winks.
AR: You kinda did but you were really out of it at the time. You're welcome.
MT: I was?
MT: I didn't, uh
MT: You know
AR: You got... um... really groggy right before you passed out.
AR: ... didn't what?
MT: Say anything really, uh
MT: Weird or out there, did I?
AR: Um... not that I caught. You were kinda mumbly before you fell asleep.
MT: Oh
MT: Okay, good.
MT: Just as a heads-up
MT: Don't take anything I say when super sleepy at face value
AR: Alright.
MT: I might say something, but when I wake up I'll probably not remember it at all.
AR: It's okay.
MT: Ah, well, we all so stupid things, right?
AR: Sometimes. It happens.
AR: I won't talk if you won't. ;)
MT: Wait what?
MT: Who said anything about not talking?
AR: ... I just meant I won't tell anybody about anything silly you say.
AR: Are you okay?
MT: Oh, well, okay, good.
MT: Yeah, I'm fine. Just a little sleepy still, but that's getting out of my system now.
AR: Alright. Need anything else or should we head off on that tour now?
MT: Not unless you think we'll need stuff.
MT: Do you think we need to prepare for your house, and wherever we may end up?
AR: Nope. Everything we'd need for a trip is in the car already, I packed it when I made it.
AR: Just standard emergency gear.
AR: ... plus parachutes. You know, just in case.
MT: Wow, that's awesome, how organized you were.
AR: Heh... it's a habit. Military thing, always be prepared.
MT: I thought that was boyscouts.
AR: It's a general philosophy. :)
MT: Guess so.
AR: Well then. Shall we?
MT: Well
MT: I guess
MT: We shall!
MT: Though to be perfectly honest
MT: I have no idea where we're heading
AR: Neither do I.
MT: I meant directionwise right now.
AR: But we might as well not be late. :D
AR: Oh.
MT: I mean unless you intend to head back to your room.
AR: Heh. Follow me.
AR: No, silly. Garage is down this way.
MT: Which I'm totally fine with spending another few hours in.
AR: :p
-- amazonaReveille [AR] ceased pestering mercilessTango [MT] --
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Re: OOC Thread: shit. lets be psychic (Chatlogs and memos)
Shea's in the same boat, she wants to ask if Joan's nightmares are the reason her walls are covered in MONSTERS BURNING AND EATING PEOPLE but can't think of a way to do so tactfully >_>
Re: OOC Thread: shit. lets be psychic (Chatlogs and memos)
I think it gets bonus points for awkward because Joan's still super excited about meeting Shea, and her default way of acting would be to be the Parley to Shea's Smitty. Only problem is that Shea seems super lonely, and so Joan's thinking that, for Shea's sake, she shouldn't be quite as personable as she'd normally be, since she really doesn't want Shea to feel the need to cling to anyone.
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Re: OOC Thread: shit. lets be psychic (Chatlogs and memos)
...goddammit Messie. Now I can't picture Shea without THOSE EYEBROWS.
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Re: OOC Thread: shit. lets be psychic (Chatlogs and memos)
Have an immortality log.
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] began pestering facelessSchemer [FS] --
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] began pestering facelessSchemer [FS] --
- Spoiler:
- HH: got a minute?
FS: Sure, what's up?
HH: um
HH: are you sitting?
FS: Nope, flying around
HH: you
HH: may want to sit
HH: this is...
HH: well
FS: This god stuff is awesome
HH: i don't know what it is
FS: Why?
FS: What's wrong?
HH: about the god stuff...
FS: Yeah?
HH: i think there's a problem with it
FS: A problem? How?
HH: in the death department
FS: But I thought we were invincible
HH: yes
HH: that's part of it
HH: we're also immortal
HH: sort of
HH: there's something about a heroic or just death
HH: but for the most part
FS: That means
FS: We're literally gods?
HH: yeah
HH: this is terrible
FS: This is awesome
FS: Wait, terrible?
FS: We're gods now, Eris
FS: Why is that a bad thing?
HH: ...
HH: think for a second, will you?
HH: because there's something important i don't think you're getting.
FS: I fail to see the problem
HH: we're immortal.
FS: As long as we're all gods, we can't really
FS: Wait
FS: Oh
HH: yeah.
HH: oh.
FS: That's
FS: Oh god
HH: yeah.
FS: There has to be a way to fix that
FS: Maybe SHep knows
FS: He always knows what to do
HH: who do you think told me?
HH: and rick might be able to make it
HH: evan...
HH: evan can't
FS: There's got to be a loophole or something
HH: no
HH: well
HH: if we can get joan to reboot the timeline
HH: i don't think she will
FS: So the only way to fix this is to completely reset everything?
HH: i don't know
FS: No, there's got to be a way
HH: i wish there was
FS: Are you absolutely sure?
HH: sburb gives you one shot at it
HH: evan can't make god tier now
HH: he already used his extra life
FS: But
FS: Damn it
HH: trust me, i'm the one who had to activate it
HH: i know
FS: This is totally unfair!
HH: that's what i said.
FS: I was so sure
FS: That everything was going to work out now
FS: I feel like my old self again
HH: you make it sound like i'm okay with all of this.
HH: trust me.
FS: ~All so tragic
HH: i'm not.
FS: Oh right, I'm sorry
HH: you have no idea how close i am to losing it right now
FS: Eris, I'm really sorry
HH: it's not your fault
HH: if anyone's, it's mine
FS: Don't say that
FS: You couldn't have known this
FS: None of us did
HH: but i'm the one who found the damned altars
HH: i tested it out
HH: and encouraged everyone to do it
HH: i didn't learn anything beyond the immediate benefits
HH: and now we're all paying for it
FS: Eris, listen to me
HH: i just wanted to keep everyone safe
HH: and
FS: Do you think we would still be here right now if you hadn't told us?
HH: irony's a bitch
HH: yes
HH: matt, i quite literally got you killed
FS: Of my own will
FS: Who's to say we could have made it this far without these powers?
FS: Or that we would even stand a chance against Leblanc?
HH: who's to say we couldn't?
HH: we never tried
HH: we dicked around long enough for disaster to strike
FS: Didn't you expereince her power firsthand?
HH: and then scrambled for damage control
HH: yeah
HH: alone
HH: if we'd all been there, probably would've gone differently
FS: Would you have been willing to risk it?
HH: yes
HH: knowing what i do now, definitely
FS: Would you have waited until we were all ready to face her while she continued her rampage?
HH: what else could we do?
FS: Who can say?
FS: We can't dwell on the decisions we could have made, we need to focus on what we need to do here and now
FS: Otherwise our sacrifices would have been for nothing
HH: it's not defeating jeanne that worries me
FS: I know, Eris
FS: You're afraid of what will happen to Evan, right?
HH: yeah
FS: I'm afraid too
FS: Which is why, we'll need to make the most of our time now
FS: Have you told him about this?
HH: told him first.
FS: I take it he doesn't like the idea either
HH: who would?
HH: he's handling it better than i am
HH: i just don't know what to do
FS: I have another question, if you don't mind
HH: go ahead
FS: Well, um, if it's too personal, then you don't have to tell me
FS: But
FS: You care about him a lot, right?
HH: yes
FS: Like, a lot?
HH: what do you mean?
FS: You know
FS: Do you love him?
HH: i
HH: it's not like i have anything to compare it to
HH: but
HH: i think so
FS: Have you told him how you feel?
HH: not in those exact words, no
FS: You, um
HH: why?
FS: You probably should tell him
HH: i know
FS: Because, if you miss your chance
FS: Yu'll always regret it
HH: trust me, i know
HH: better than you think
FS: Right
FS: Sorry
HH: and i think that makes it worse
HH: i already buried him once
FS: What, it would be too much for him to handle?
HH: no
HH: for me
HH: i don't want to see any of you die, matt
HH: i don't think i could handle it
FS: I know, but we have to think positive
HH: i know
FS: You should treasure the time you have now
FS: You guys deserve to be happy
FS: And I
FS: I just things to work out for you two
FS: *just want
HH: thank you
FS: You don't have to thank me
FS: That's what friends do
HH: and i've been a rather shitty one
FS: It's okay, because forgiveness is another part of friendship
HH: and so is making up for mistakes
HH: i'm going to do everything i can to make sure we all survive against jeanne
FS: That's the spirit
HH: it's just after that that everything goes a bit pear shaped
HH: and it really says something
HH: that i've never felt so powerless as i have since becoming a god
FS: Don't worry, I'm going to do my best as well
FS: As long as we're all together, we can overcome whatever the universe throws at us
FS: Wow, that sounded corny
HH: yes it did
FS: I apologize for that, I guess I got a little too worked up
HH: it's all right
FS: I should probably get back to work before I start spouting even more magical friendship speeches
HH: probably for the best
HH: on the frog thing?
FS: That, and
FS: I don't want to keep His Royal Pain Odin waiting any longer than I already have
HH: ah
HH: sounds like you've got a fun fight ahead of you
FS: I hope so, being God Tier means a lot of the enemies aren't that intimidating any more
FS: But man, the size of this guy's caslte
FS: I'm betting he's huuuuuuuuuuuge
HH: if dullahan was any indicator, yes.
FS: Ooh, you fought him after gaining God Tier, right?
FS: What was that like?
HH: tricky
FS: And challenging, right?
HH: very, but not for the reason you're probablt expecting
HH: yes, he was powerful
HH: but that wasn't the problem
HH: dullahan steals faces
HH: if he sees your expression change, you're toast
FS: That does sound tricky
FS: I wonder if Odin has a special power too
HH: wouldn't surprise me
FS: I hope it's something cool
FS: Oh man, I'm getting so excited just thinking about it
FS: I've got to go find out!
FS: I'll talk to you later, Eris
HH: have fun, matt
HH: and please
HH: come back alive
FS: Don't worry, Eris
FS: I don't want to give you even more reasons to be sad
FS: I'll be sure to see you again
-- facelessSchemer [FS] ceased pestering hyperactiveHistorian [HH] --
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Re: OOC Thread: shit. lets be psychic (Chatlogs and memos)
Ectolog!
-- hibernalHawkshaw [HH] began pestering rapturousAutonomy [RA] at 14:05 --
-- hibernalHawkshaw [HH] began pestering rapturousAutonomy [RA] at 14:05 --
- Spoiler:
- HH: Virrcen.
HH: May I have a worrd?
RA: of course.
RA: what's up Sigrun?
HH: Could you explain to me again yourr distaste forr the hemospectrrum?
RA: i don't believe that our rank in society should be based on the color of our blo-d.
HH: And why, prrecisely?
RA: yo- are higher than Lygara, does that make yo- bet-er than her to-?
HH: At cerrtain tasks.
HH: Howeverr, I can't see why you would have any issue with gaining rrecognition in society.
RA: huh?
HH: You have the highest rrank of anyone I've everr met.
RA: what are yo- talking about?
HH: I think you know.
RA: no, i don't. yo-'ve never se-n my blo-d so i don't know why yo-'re as-uming it's so high.
HH: Violet, to be prrecise.
RA: ...
RA: how did yo- find out?
HH: It's a long and rratherr complex storry, and to be honest, it was purre accident.
RA: what did yo- do Sigrun?
RA: i c& believe yo- would have any way to find out be ac-ident.
HH: Fulfilled my rrole in Sgrrub, it seems.
HH: Incidentally, it seems none of us werre actually hatched frrom the Motherr Grrub.
HH: Mildly disconcerrting.
RA: explain.
HH: I was explorring my Land and found myself in a laborratorry.
HH: It held all mannerr of equipment and, well, curriosity got the betterr of me.
HH: I rran it.
HH: I crreated us.
RA: yo-...
RA: that doesn't make sense Sigrun.
HH: I know it doesn't.
HH: But it's what happened.
HH: I'm watching all of these grrubs rright now.
HH: You'rre sitting on Guilla.
RA: if it were anyone but yo- tel-ing me this i don't think i would believe it.
RA: of course i am.
HH: I had wonderred about the hood beforre.
RA: now yo- know.
HH: I'm sorrrry.
HH: This feels like I cheated somehow.
HH: I did find out on accident.
RA: i c& say i'm hap-y about this.
RA: yo- would have found out eventual-y i sup-ose.
HH: It was my intent.
HH: Is this why you supporrted Lygarra's plan?
RA: yes, unfortunately.
HH: I don't underrstand you.
HH: You've lived yourr entirre life in fearr of the smallest cut forr this?
RA: yes.
HH: Why?
RA: does it real-y mat-er anymore?
HH: I suppose not.
HH: But think. How much of life have you missed because of this?
HH: Do you rreally think it worrth it?
RA: have i mis-ed any of my life?
RA: i mis-ed a life, but i stil- had mine.
HH: That's fairr.
RA: if i hadn't hid-en my blo-d, do yo- think I would have even met yo-?
HH: I cannot say.
RA: yo- live in the mountains, i would have lived in the sea.
RA: i would have never shown up to yo-r hive.
HH: I see.
HH: In that case, I suppose I am glad you chose to hide yourr rrank.
RA: yes, i much prefer how things turned out to how they might have.
RA: are yo- going to tel- the others?
HH: Not unless you want me to.
HH: It was yourr decision to hide it.
HH: It should be yourr decision to rreveal it.
HH: If it helps,
HH: Knowing does nothing to change my opinion of you.
RA: it doesn't?
HH: Not a whit.
RA: that's go-d to hear.
HH: It's the simple trruth.
HH: How do you think the plan is prrogrressing?
RA: probably just as wel- as she'd hoped.
HH: Let's hope it does worrk.
RA: it wil-.
HH: I should rreturrn to explorring. I have no rrole in yourr plan, so I need something to keep occupied.
RA: wel- my part is over with
RA: would yo- like me to join yo-?
HH: If you don't mind, I think would.
HH: I would*
RA: i do have more i'd like to talk about, & i'd much prefer it to be face to face.
HH: All rright.
HH: I'll be waiting.
RA: so i'l- make my way there, where in yo-r l& is this lab?
HH: I don't think it is, actually.
HH: I trransporrtalized herre.
HH: I'm assuming I can trransporrtalize back.
HH: It would prrobably be easiest forr you to meet me at my hive.
RA: i can do that.
RA: se- yo- there.
HH: Laterr, Virrcen.
RA: later, Sigrun.
-- rapturousAutonomy [RA] ceased pestering hibernalHawkshaw [HH] at 14:59 --
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Re: OOC Thread: shit. lets be psychic (Chatlogs and memos)
Imagine this first part while they're gone taking like really long because there were a lot of awkward silences. Okay I guess the second part too.
The mental image I had was Shea having the Smittbrows with the "Um... wow"
So yeah. >_>
- Spoiler:
- AR: Alright.
AR: Warning up front, it's a bit windy out, might be some weird turbulence.
MT: Don't worry I figured there'd be at least SOME sort of turbulence up there.
MT: Heh.
MT: Doesn't look like there are any birds around here.
AR: Haven't seen any, no.
AR: Hey, is that a town?
MT: Hm?
MT: Where?
AR: Over there
-- amazonaReveille [AR] points --
-- mercilessTango [MT] squints --
MT: Maaaaaaaaaayyyyyyyybe?
AR: Huh. Might have to come back for a look later.
AR: Didn't think anyone would be crazy enough to live up here....
MT: Nah, just you.
AR: Heh, you act like I chose to live here.
AR: :P
MT: Oh, well, um.
-- mercilessTango [MT] finds outside to be incredibly interesting --
AR: Does anything live on your world? Or are they all empty like this?
MT: Hm?
MT: Uh, they're like
MT: Axolotls.
AR: Axel-what?
MT: Salamander dudes with fuzzy gills.
MT: They're awesome.
AR: Huh. Interesting. No people though?
MT: Ummm, well, no.
MT: Not that I saw.
AR: I'm starting to think we're the only people left... no people in the dream-world thing either.
MT: Oh come on, we can't be the only ones. There's gotta be more than us.
AR: I dunno. Like you said, no people on your world, I haven't seen or heard or anything from people here, and the sprite said Earth was completely gone.
MT: Hmmm
MT: Well
MT: We aren't completely alone here.
AR: Well, no.
AR: So...
AR: Um.
MT: Uhh
MT: So yeah.
AR: ... huh. This is on.
MT: Hm?
AR: The GPS.
MT: Oh.
-- amazonaReveille [AR] pulls it off the windshield and gets a closer look. --
MT: Is it working?
AR: Yeah. I don't know how, but yeah.
MT: You know what that means?
AR: It even has the name right. See, it says "LOSAS" in the corner here.
AR: What?
MT: It means we're still somehow connected to Ear--
MT: Oh
MT: Um, okay, nevermind.
AR: Sorry...
MT: Why are you apologizing? Have you done something?
AR: Just didn't mean to get our hopes up.
MT: Come on, don't be silly.
MT: Hope's a good thing to have.
MT: Just as long as it's within reason.
-- mercilessTango [MT] gives Shea a smile and squeezes her shoulder --
AR: Yeah, you're right.
AR: So... you look like you have something on your mind.
MT: Uh
MT: It's
-- mercilessTango [MT] looks out the window --
MT: It's not important.
MT: I just
MT: Just don't worry about it.
AR: Alright...
AR: Um...
AR: I actually wanted to ask you something... well, this is probably going to sound really weird...
MT: Oh?
MT: Okay, go on! Shoot!
AR: Well... when I was helping you enter, back before...
MT: Uh
MT: Okay...
AR: You had a lot of weird drawings on your walls.
AR: I was just... kinda curious what they were there for.
MT: Um, okay.
MT: Well
MT: You know I like to draw.
AR: Mhmm
MT: I take my drawings that I like and pin them up on my walls. That's a thing I do.
AR: Err.
AR: I didn't mean the ones hanging on the walls...
MT: Oh god
MT: Um
MT: You weren't
MT: Did the nudes bother you? Sorry those are just how I practice anatomy
AR: Not really.
AR: Um.
AR: I didn't mean the stuff you had pinned up... I meant the stuff up had literally drawn on the walls.
MT: Uh
MT: What?
AR: Err.
MT: I don't draw on my walls.
AR: I think we all do.
MT: Uhhhh
MT: There's
MT: I didn't draw on my walls.
AR: Well... I mean... you saw the stuff on mine, right?
MT: uhhh
-- mercilessTango [MT] scratches the back of her neck and stares out the window --
AR: It's okay Joan, I've already seen them... after I woke up when I got here.
MT: I
-- mercilessTango [MT] sighs --
AR: Joan?
MT: I don't know what to say, Shea...
AR: Just... say whatever comes to mind.
MT: Gosh you must have been so lonely.
AR: Um.
MT: Moving around as much as you have, without a real sort of home base.
MT: I hope I never really bothered you at any point without knowing it.
AR: No, no not at all.
MT: I'm sorry if I ever said anything that pointed that out, hurting you.
MT: I never knew...
AR: Joan... it's okay.
AR: I... guess I kind of was. I think that's what the stuff on the walls is supposed to be... some kind of subconscious thing.
AR: And until we recognize it, we can't actually see it? Our brains just kind of ignore it, I think.
MT: ...Huh.
AR: It's hard to explain. I don't really understand it myself.
AR: I didn't know about all those drawings until earlier today, after I went to sleep and woke up.
MT: But then that means that
AR: But apparently they've been there since we moved into that dorm... my parents just kept painting over them.
MT: Oh
MT: So... They must have known...
AR: Yeah...
-- amazonaReveille [AR] sighs --
MT: Then I'm sure that everything they did
AR: And... well, they tried. As best they could, as busy as they always were...
AR: Yeah.
AR: Just...
MT: They did because they thought it was best for you
AR: I just always figured I'd be right behind them when I grew up... but now...
MT: I don't know... Did they encourage you to be in... in the same line of work as them?
AR: Uh...
AR: Yes and no?
MT: What do you mean?
AR: Well, I mean... they never came right out and said I should, but...
MT: Maybe...
AR: Just things they'd do, some things they'd say... kind of, just like, suggesting it.
MT: Oh.
MT: Maybe they didn't want to encourage you overtly. Like they saw how much you were hurting and didn't want you to feel like you had to continue hurting so much
MT: But at the same time, they couldn't help themselves
MT: Because they were so proud.
MT: Heh, who wouldn't be proud, after all.
-- amazonaReveille [AR] blushes a little. --
AR: Thanks, Joan.
MT: I mean, just looking at your, uh, that house, it's clear you can't be caught off-guard easily.
MT: You're great at your soldiering, but you're not jaded.
MT: Actually, you're like the most empathetic person I know.
MT: Heh
MT: Remember the first conversation you, Eris and I had together?
AR: Oh yes...
MT: You basically forced us to be friends, hahaha
AR: Hee, it did end up kind of like that didn't it?
MT: Yeah
MT: But look where it got us
MT: Now you two are my best buds and everything is awesome.
AR: :)
MT: All thanks to that fanfiction you wrote.
AR: Heh.
AR: I think we've been around everywhere... should probably head back.
-- mercilessTango [MT] coughs --
MT: um
MT: yeah
MT: okay
-- amazonaReveille [AR] glances over --
-- mercilessTango [MT] quickly averts her gaze --
AR: You sure you're okay?
MT: Uh, yeah.
MT: I'm good.
AR: Alright.
-- amazonaReveille [AR] turns the car and starts heading back towards the house --
MT: Uh, well since this conversation isn't awkward enough
MT: what exactly did I draw?
AR: Um...
AR: Some kind of monster thing... and fire.
AR: And the word "Ignis" over and over.
MT: ...Huh.
MT: Monster thing?
AR: I'm not exactly sure what it was supposed to be, hence why I asked.
MT: Oh.
MT: I'm sorry, I have no idea what you're talking about.
AR: It's alright.
MT: Sorry if it freaked you out...
AR: It's okay.
AR: Of all the freakouts I've had in the past 24 hours that was pretty minor.
MT: Well, just considering the kind of retarded crap I do normally, if it's something that I put any sort of effort into it... It doesn't sound like it would pleasant to look at.
MT: Sorry you had to see that...
AR: Don't worry about it. :)
MT: Heh... still, if it bothered you...
MT: I wish you didn't have to see that... I don't even know what you really saw, but if you say it's not something I should worry about, I won't worry about it.
AR: I think you'll be able to see for yourself, eventually. But yeah, I'm fine. Thanks, though.
MT: I dunno... It sounds like I might be freaked out by it.
AR: You might.
AR: But maybe it'll be a little easier on you if you're expecting it.
MT: Maybe.
MT: Kinda freaks me out that I've drawn something all over my walls that I can't see
AR: Yeah. I had the same feeling.
-- amazonaReveille [AR] steers the car back into the garage --
MT: Nice landing.
AR: Still getting used to the addition of vertical...
MT: Heh, I'd imagine.
AR: So... what did you think?
MT: Uh
MT: Of what
MT: Exactly
AR: The tour, silly.
MT: Oh
MT: Uh
MT: Well
MT: Your land is
MT: Very very pretty.
MT: Like wow it's fabulous.
AR: I'm glad you like it.
AR: I'll have to get around to seeing yours eventually.
MT: All of that vibrancy... it's so colourful and pleasant to look at.
MT: Oh, mine's nothing special.
MT: Like I said, it's full of big ol' clunky computers.
MT: It's not aesthetically pleasing at all; you don't need to look forward to seeing it.
AR: No, but you visited mine, I'd still like to visit yours.
AR: Plus, even if I didn't want to, I get the feeling we're all supposed to travel around, evenutally.
MT: Yeah, I guess so...
MT: I guess I should explore it a bit
MT: Find some of the cool spots
AR: Yeah. Sounds like a good idea.
MT: Then maybe we could just hang out and relax for a bit there.
AR: Works for me. :)
MT: Maybe pack a lunch or something, and just eat out
MT: Uh
MT: You know, like a picnic or something.
MT: Hang out.
MT: I promise I won't burn the cold cuts.
AR: Heh.
AR: We'll do that then.
MT: Okay.
MT: It's a date. :D
AR: :)
MT: Uhhh
MT: Wait a minute
MT: No it's not.
MT: I have no idea when I'll be back h--on my planet.
AR: We'll work something out. After all it's not like we can't just pester each other when we happen to be in the neighborhood.
MT: Heh, that's true.
MT: So what, you hit me up sometime, go 'hey Joan how about them sandwiches' and I'm like 'sure bro' and we just hang out for however long we want to?
AR: Sure.
MT: Heh.
MT: Alright then.
MT: ...
MT: Fuck it.
AR: Huh?
-- mercilessTango [MT] hugs Shea --
MT: Thanks for being an awesome friend, Shea
-- amazonaReveille [AR] chuckles softly and hugs back --
MT: Sorry for being so awkward.
AR: It's alright. Thanks for caring, and being a great friend yourself.
MT: I guess I'm not above admitting that yeah, it's just a little intimidating, no matter how much it totally shouldn't be.
AR: Heh.
MT: So, um
-- mercilessTango [MT] fidgets --
AR: What?
MT: Did you have anything else in mind that you wanted to do, or...?
AR: Um, not really. I mean, I'm going to get to exploring, sometime soon.
MT: Soon?
-- amazonaReveille [AR] shrugs --
AR: Not exactly sure when, but... well, I've kinda lagged around the house long enough.
MT: Okay, so you want to start exploring
MT: But you're not particularily in a hurry
MT: Right?
AR: Not really, no.
MT: Okay, so, you want to just... Go somewhere nicer for right now?
AR: Um. Sure, I suppose.
AR: Have some place in mind?
MT: No, just somewhere with a couple chairs, I guess.
AR: Sure. There's probably some more portable chairs in the closet... lemme check.
MT: Well I mean if there's a room with a couple of them, or like a couch or something
AR: Well yeah, there's couches in the den.
MT: We don't need to get any out, I'd just want to sit down.
AR: Ah... I thought you meant go somewhere, heh. Sure.
MT: Nono, just like sitting down for a spell.
MT: I mean yeah we were just in a car but, well, yeah.
AR: Heh, yeah I understand.
AR: Make yourself comfortable.
-- mercilessTango [MT] sits down --
MT: Maybe you should have a seat too; it always feels weird sitting and talking to someone who's standing.
AR: Alright
-- amazonaReveille [AR] takes a seat --
MT: Okay, first off, I'm just going to let you know that I quite literally promised myself I'd say this, and I've been trying to but I'm terrible so sorry for not being able to earlier.
MT: I love you, Shea.
AR: Um... Wow.
AR: Sorry, I'm just a little...
MT: It's fine. I understand that I kind of just dumped this on you.
AR: Yeah.
AR: But...
AR: Well, given what all's been going on, and...
MT: I know it's sudden, but I promised that I wouldn't let myself not tell you.
AR: Wow.
MT: I'm also incredibly sorry that I had to make everything incredibly awkward I just didn't know how to say it.
AR: Um.
AR: Hahah.
AR: It's okay.
AR: Wow.
AR: I... wow.
MT: Heh. You sound like a broken record.
AR: A little, huh?
-- mercilessTango [MT] grins --
MT: Just a little.
AR: So... um.
MT: It's okay, take your time.
AR: Okay, this is probably a combination of surprise and me being a little dense.
AR: But you mean, like, romantically, right?
MT: No shame in wanting confirmation.
MT: Yes.
AR: Um. Okay.
AR: Wow.
AR: I look like a dazed idiot right now don't I?
MT: If I said no, you look adorable, would that make you uncomfortable?
AR: ... actually, no, not really.
MT: Okay well you do.
AR: I'm just a bit... well... nobody's ever...
MT: I guess I'm not much of a help. I mean, I just sorta threw this at you, huh.
AR: I've just never been in any kind of relationship before and I've never even thought about something like this and now that it's right here in front of me I'm suddenly not feeling like it's all that weird or out of place, I mean...
AR: ... wow.
MT: No pressure, Shea. I don't mean to distress you. I just needed to say that.
MT: Though to be perfectly honest
MT: You're already taking it better than I let myself hope, hahaha
AR: Well, you are my friend, one of the longest I've ever had. If I can't take something like that in stride... well what kind of friend would I be?
MT: Heh... Thanks, Shea.
MT: I can't say it was easy, but you're making the knots disappear, at least.
AR: That's good at least.
AR: So... um... what happens now?
MT: Ah, well, I guess that I just mostly needed to get that off my chest.
MT: I didn't really plan farther than that, hahahaha.
MT: I'm just mostly relieved you don't seem to think worse of me, or anything.
AR: That would make me a really lousy friend, I think.
MT: Well it would be understandable, right? It's not like just anyone would even be okay with this sort of thing...
AR: I'd never thought about it before, really... at least in regards to myself.
MT: Yeah, I'm not sure many people really do, unless they're directly confronted with it or it becomes pretty obvious...
MT: Heh, I didn't really mean to give you some sort of conflict over your identity. Honest.
AR: Heh...
MT: Okay
MT: Mostly honest.
MT: Maybe.
MT: But I swear there is truth to that.
AR: Well, thanks for being honest with me.
-- amazonaReveille [AR] hugs Joan --
-- mercilessTango [MT] hugs Shea --
MT: Thanks for being patient with me this entire time as I was being completely terrible.
AR: You're more than welcome.
MT: Okay but if I ever take that long to just spit anything out ever again
MT: Feel free to punch me or something because I deserve it.
MT: Okay?
AR: Okay. :)
MT: Excellent.
MT: Hard enough to bruise, too, okay?
AR: IF you're sure
MT: I don't want to put anyone else through that much awakrd ever again.
MT: Actually
MT: Maybe you should just punch me now.
AR: ... Why?
MT: So I can learn my lesson?
MT: Come on, smack some sense into me, girl.
AR: Alright. If you're sure.
-- amazonaReveille [AR] punches Joan in the shoulder --
MT: Ow!
-- mercilessTango [MT] sniffs --
MT: Wh-why did you have to hit that hard
AR: Because you told me to?
MT: but
MT: but it huuuurt
-- mercilessTango [MT] tears up --
AR: ...
AR: I *know* some of your scuffles with your stepdad got you bigger bruises than that.
MT: Yeah but... After I bared my heart to you...
MT: :(
-- amazonaReveille [AR] hugs Joan --
MT: Yaaaaaaay I got another hug!
-- mercilessTango [MT] hugs Shea --
AR: Next time, I'm just not gonna hit you.
MT: What, why?
MT: Not into that sort of thing?
AR: Cause apparently you can't take it. :P
MT: What, are you calling me a wuss?
AR: :)
MT: I was only joking, Shea.
-- mercilessTango [MT] sticks her tongue out --
AR: Heh.
MT: But really, that was a strong punch.
MT: You got a good arm, damn.
AR: Heh.
MT: No, really, you do. I have mashed potato arms.
AR: Well. Maybe you should work on that a bit.
AR: At the very least, because you're using a melee weapon and I'm not. :P
MT: But working out is haaaarrrrd.
MT: Shea.
MT: It's a lamp.
AR: So?
MT: So it's kind of not cool to use.
AR: Have you *seen* what the alchemy can come up with??
MT: Yes.
MT: And I did get creative.
MT: It's just dumb.
MT: Wait.
MT: Shit.
MT: Don't tell it I said that.
AR: Heh, alright.
MT: Also I kind of cheese a lot of my fights, so there's that...
AR: Yeah, you might wanna consider not doing that.
MT: Anyways, the point is that you're a lot more physically adept than me and I would be jealous except I know it's because I'm lazy and spend my time derping around instead of working out.
MT: What, it's a valid strategy, and I get the grist and exp.
AR: Just giving my advice, is all. :)
MT: Well thanks for looking out for me, Shea.
MT: I knew I could count on you to pull my weight in reason!
AR: Hahah
MT: Hormones aren't really good thinkers, I've discovered.
AR: Pfft. Anybody coulda told you that.
MT: Yeah well
MT: Shhhhhh
MT: I discovered it on my own.
MT: That's what matters.
AR: Uh-huh.
MT: ...Hmmmmm
MT: Nope, can't not do it anymore.
MT: HEADS UP.
AR: ?
-- mercilessTango [MT] grabs Shea and gives her a noogie --
AR: Aaaaaack!!
AR: No, bad Joan, stop!
MT: No never!
MT: You gotta make me!
-- amazonaReveille [AR] attempts to wiggle free --
MT: Noooo!
MT: She's escaping!
-- mercilessTango [MT] attemps to keep at it, but is losing ground --
-- amazonaReveille [AR] grabs the assaulting hand with one hand and pokes Joan in the ribs with the other --
AR: Enguarde!
MT: Aaaah!
-- mercilessTango [MT] tries to twist away from the poking hand and loses even more leverage --
-- amazonaReveille [AR] squirms free! --
MT: Oh noooooo!
AR: Hahah
MT: I can't let this set me back! En garde to you too!
-- mercilessTango [MT] starts tickling Shea --
AR: ACK!! Knew you were g-heehee-gonna do that!
-- amazonaReveille [AR] attacks back --
-- mercilessTango [MT] squeals and tries in vain to defend herself with one hand --
-- amazonaReveille [AR] attempts to stay on the attack while trying to block Joan with her elbow --
MT: Noooo!
-- mercilessTango [MT] is now on full defensive --
AR: Surrender!
MT: No!
MT: never give up!
MT: Never surrender!
AR: Okay.
-- amazonaReveille [AR] tickles more --
-- mercilessTango [MT] is having trouble doing anything more than laugh at this point --
AR: Victory is mine!
MT: Okay, okay!
-- amazonaReveille [AR] flops back down on the couch --
-- mercilessTango [MT] catches her breath --
MT: How could I lose...?
MT: Clearly you are a master tickler.
AR: Cause you're out of shape.
MT: I respect your abilities.
MT: N-no I'm not!
AR: :)
MT: :(
MT: Being out of shape has nothing to do with how well I tickle.
AR: No, but it does have stuff to do with how much endurance you have.
MT: What, are you saying you'd rather I have more endurance? :P
AR: Heh
MT: You don't have to be worried, I can already go all night long if I need to.
-- amazonaReveille [AR] blushes a bit at that --
MT: Heh, why the blush? Tempted?
-- mercilessTango [MT] winks --
AR: My brain is scrambled, that's not fair
MT: Hahaha, come on, I'm only joking.
MT: It was a joke, Shea. Like I'm wont to do.
AR: Heh.
AR: Then I guess you get credit for getting me.
MT: Well the hero always gets the girl in the end, right?
AR: Heh.
MT: Okay that was a pretty bad joke and just sounded sappy.
MT: MOVING ON.
MT: I'll try not to take advantage of poor, flustered you in the future.
MT: I promise.
AR: Okay.
AR: I'm normally not like that, heheh.
MT: Yeah, I know.
MT: I am aware that this was kind of an emotional bomb.
MT: So I'm not gonna lean on that.
AR: Thanks.
MT: I'll just let you sort your thoughts out first.
MT: I can wait.
AR: I appreciate it, Joan.
MT: And in the meantime, just keep in mind that I'm still Joan.
MT: I'm still liable to start shamelessly flirting with anyone and everyone at the drop of a hat for no other reason than it's funny.
AR: Are you still tormenting the troll?
AR: :P
MT: Maybe.
MT: That's
MT: Besides the point okay.
AR: Yep you're still Joan.
-- amazonaReveille [AR] laughs --
AR: Whatever happens, you're still my friend. That'll never change.
MT: Okay.
MT: I'm glad
MT: That you're not going to let this get in the way of our friendship.
MT: So maybe it would be best if you sleep on it for a bit. I can get going now, and you can go your way in a few, when you think both you and the house are ready for your departure.
AR: Yeah, that sounds good. Thanks.
MT: You said you had a nap after you got in?
AR: Yeah. It was late evening when I started playing so I kinda fell asleep after entering... I don't think it's ever night here though.
MT: Well, maybe you should try to nap again? that was a while ago, and this must have been emotionally draining.
AR: Yeah, I agree.
AR: Be safe, okay?
MT: Plus it'll clear your head a bit.
MT: Want me to tuck you in?
AR: Sure, fair trade for me tucking you in last time. :)
MT: Heh.
MT: Okay so then we're even.
MT: Except I owe you a meal so not really.
AR: Heh
MT: Okay come on, then.
MT: I know the way to where we're going, for once! :D
AR: Heh.
-- amazonaReveille [AR] heads off to bed --
-- mercilessTango [MT] goes with her --
-- amazonaReveille [AR] hangs her crossbow on the wall and kicks off her shoes --
-- amazonaReveille [AR] climbs into bed and pulls up the covers --
AR: Take care of yourself, 'kay?
MT: What, not gonna get into pajamas?
-- mercilessTango [MT] crosses her arms --
AR: Nah... this is what generally passes for nightclothes for me anyway, never really had actual pajamas.
MT: Well OKAY, fine.
MT: Cheat me out of that, will you.
AR: Heehee.
MT: Meanie.
MT: Oh well. I can wait.
-- mercilessTango [MT] leans over ond tucks Shea in --
MT: Sleep tight, Shea
-- mercilessTango [MT] kisses Shea on the forehead --
AR: Heheh... goodnight.
-- mercilessTango [MT] gets up and turns off the light --
-- amazonaReveille [AR] rolls over and falls asleep --
-- mercilessTango [MT] stands in the doorway for a second before whispering "love you" and leaving --
The mental image I had was Shea having the Smittbrows with the "Um... wow"
So yeah. >_>
MessiahForHire- Posts : 296
Join date : 2010-11-11
Age : 30
Location : Land of Colour and Dusk
Re: OOC Thread: shit. lets be psychic (Chatlogs and memos)
-- mercilessTango [MT] began pestering hyperactiveHistorian [HH] --
- Spoiler:
- MT: There you are!
MT: HI ERIS!
HH: don't even start
-- mercilessTango [MT] tacklehugs Eris --
HH: didn't matt pass along-
HH: joan
HH: off
HH: now
MT: Nooooooo
MT: Come on, I haven't seen you in a long time, and... well...
MT: I have hugrights okay.
HH: i have functional rib rights
-- mercilessTango [MT] squeezes harder --
HH: ow
MT: shhh
MT: only hugs now
HH: my spleen
MT: Oh suck it up, pansy.
HH: joan, let go
MT: No.
HH: i need to do this, let me go
MT: Need to do what?
HH: destroy sburb
-- mercilessTango [MT] stops squeezing but doesn't really move --
MT: wait what
MT: why
HH: to stop it from destroying us
MT: I
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] pushes mercilessTango [MT] away --
MT: I don't think that's what's going to happen.
HH: don't tell me you're going to try and stop me, too
MT: Okay, then I won't tell you.
-- mercilessTango [MT] grabs Eris's wrist --
MT: I will warn you
HH: joan, please don't make me use bombs
MT: If you try to leave and/or do any stupid shit
MT: I will end you.
HH: same warning applies
HH: let go of my hand
HH: now
MT: I'm not holding your hand but I mean if you want...
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] bites mercilessTango [MT] --
MT: Ow!
MT: What the hell, Eris?
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] pulls free --
HH: stay out of my way, joan
MT: Okay Eris time out.
MT: Just
HH: there isn't time
HH: too much damage already
MT: Let's sit down and discuss this course of action calmly.
MT: Yes there is.
MT: There's time, Eris.
HH: the longer i wait, the more problems this game finds
HH: i have to end it as fast as i can
MT: Eris
HH: and i can't let you stop me
HH: i took care of matt, and i'll take care of you
MT: You'll kill yourself.
HH: so what
HH: we're doomed anyway
MT: If you do stupid shit in this game you die.
HH: let it be on my terms
MT: So what about my terms?
MT: Evan's terms?
MT: Shea's terms?
HH: what about them?
MT: What about the fact that we're all YOUR FRIENDS AND WOULD RATHER APPRECIATE IT IF YOU DID NOT DIE.
MT: You could just
MT: Indulge us
HH: i'm trying to save you lot here
HH: and this is what i get
MT: While you sit tight on your little plan to do whatever the hell it is you're thinking of doing and trying to... break Sburb?
MT: How does that even happen?
HH: trial and error
HH: i break things until it stops
HH: like so
MT: Anyways, sleep on it for a bit and then you'll realize that it's stupid and dumb and you shouldn't do it
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] lights a firework --
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] throws it --
-- mercilessTango [MT] cringes --
MT: Jesus Eris there are safety precautions on those things for a reason!
HH: i told you to stay out of my way
HH: next one'll be aimed at you
MT: And I told you that you're being stupid.
HH: i don't care.
MT: If you continue, I will have no choice but to keep you from continuing.
HH: try it
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] lights another firework --
MT: I can and will overpower you, Eris.
HH: put up or shut up, joan
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] throws the firework --
MT: Eris
-- mercilessTango [MT] dodges it --
MT: Eris!
-- mercilessTango [MT] tries to wrestle Eris to the ground --
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] elbows Joan --
MT: eris
MT: just
MT: stop
MT: squirming
HH: i can't stop
HH: i have to do this
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] squirms free --
MT: Dammit Eris!
-- mercilessTango [MT] throws a punch at Eris's face --
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] ducks --
HH: are you even trying?
MT: Do you see a weapon?
HH: heh.
-- mercilessTango [MT] sends a jab Eris's way --
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] sidesteps and returns the punch --
-- mercilessTango [MT] swiftly hops back --
MT: Okay yeah boxing's cool and all
-- mercilessTango [MT] keeps just out of arm's reach and gets out a pair of shades, putting them on --
MT: But this is getting silly
HH: stand down, then
-- mercilessTango [MT] takes out a small lamp, and, pointing it at Eris, flicks it on --
MT: // a blinding flash of light fills the area
HH: augh!
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] throws an arm over her eyes --
-- mercilessTango [MT] tackles Eris to the ground from the side and does her best to pin her down by sitting on her --
HH: dammit!
HH: joan, get off
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] struggles --
MT: No.
HH: please
-- mercilessTango [MT] keeps Eris in place --
HH: joan, i have to do this
MT: Likewise.
HH: joan, please!
MT: I can't let you do this to them, Eris!
-- mercilessTango [MT] tears up --
HH: if i don't, she'll have died for nothing
MT: I can't fuck it up this time
HH: i didn't get to say goodbye, just let me have this!
MT: Neither did I!
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] breaks down --
-- mercilessTango [MT] slaps Eris --
HH: ow!
MT: You can't just do rash things like this, Eris!
HH: there's nothing else i can do!
MT: Yes there is!
MT: You can NOT DO STUPID SHIT.
HH: doing smart shit won't bring her back
MT: Do you have any idea what it was like
MT: To have you just drop off the map?
MT: You weren't there for any of us.
MT: We needed you and you weren't there
HH: cecily...
-- mercilessTango [MT] blinks --
MT: Cecily?
HH: she's gone
MT: ...Who?
HH: my sister
HH: jeanne killed her
MT: ...Oh.
MT: Jeanne?
HH: we fought, joan
HH: and i never got to tell her i'm sorry
HH: or that i loved her
HH: and now i never will
MT: I...
MT: I know it's hard, Eris.
MT: But please believe me when I say that I understand.
-- mercilessTango [MT] starts tearing up more --
HH: ...joan
HH: i don't know what to do
MT: I know how much that hurts
MT: Look, I won't tell you to do something, or not to do something
MT: I think you should do what you think it right
MT: I'll trust your judgment.
MT: But
MT: Just promise me, that you will think abuot what you're doing before doing it.
MT: If you want to go ahead and try to break Sburb, I can't in good conscience stop you.
HH: i don't know what else i can do
MT: Just promise me that you'll be doing it because you think it's right.
MT: Not because you're hurting.
MT: And if you plan to do something that can potentially kill you
MT: You need to tell us.
MT: Don't make us sit in the dark, wondering if you're dead or not.
MT: Give us our chance
MT: To say goodbye.
MT: Promise me that, Eris.
MT: I won't let you up until you do.
HH: i
MT: Promise it!
HH: i promise
MT: You promise to...?
HH: i promise i'll tell you before i try anything dangerous
MT: Not just me.
HH: you collective
MT: Okay.
-- mercilessTango [MT] gets off of Eris --
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] stares at the dirt --
-- mercilessTango [MT] suddenly finds her feet to be very visually appealing --
HH: don't really see how it matters
MT: I really missed you, you know.
HH: i've caused so much trouble with this stunt, dying could only make things simpler
MT: Don't think that, Eris.
HH: how can i not?
HH: how can i possibly make up for this?
MT: Poor Shea was heartbroken when we found out.
HH: god...
HH: ...
HH: found out what?
MT: The boys definitely didn't take it well either.
MT: Haven't you been listening?
MT: You died, Eris.
HH: don't be ridiculous, i'm not dead
HH: i think i'd remember dying
MT: You died and we didn't know.
HH: yeah, apparently myself included
HH: ...
MT: We didn't figure out where you were until some time later.
MT: Then everything went wrong
HH: ...joan, what are you talking about?
HH: i don't remember any of this
MT: Nothing happened right after that
HH: ...wait.
MT: it was terrible
HH: you're not joan.
MT: everything just fell apart
HH: not the one i know
MT: I'm not sure what you mean by that
HH: you're from the future.
MT: Penny for the smart lady.
MT: You're not wrong.
MT: But you're not exactly right, either.
MT: As everything was falling apart
HH: what do you mean, falling apart?
MT: They... Shea, Matt and Rick... they died.
HH: what?
MT: I didn't get to say goodbye to any of them.
HH: they...
MT: I never got to say the things I wanted to.
HH: no
HH: no, they can't have
MT: They did.
HH: my fault?
MT: no
-- mercilessTango [MT] buries her face in her hands --
HH: joan?
-- mercilessTango [MT] abruptly walks over to various debris on the ground, and kicks it as hard as she can --
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] gets to her feet --
HH: joan, what did i do?
MT: I should have been able to do something!
MT: None of this is right!
-- mercilessTango [MT] kicks more debris everywhere --
HH: joan, none of it's happened here
HH: you can still change things
HH: just
HH: tell me how
MT: Exactly!
MT: None of it's going like it did!
HH: what did i do in the other timeline that killed me?
MT: So now in addition to fucking everything up, I left Evan all alone, too!
HH: ...what?
MT: He wasn't dead
MT: But now I don't know what happened
MT: I don't think he was dead.
MT: But I left.
MT: Now I don't know what will become of him.
HH: oh
MT: He poured his heart out to me and now he's alone.
HH: that's horrible
MT: I just
MT: I wanted to fix everything
HH: you can
HH: we're alive here
MT: I think
MT: I think Rick said that you were talking about your Denizen?
HH: oh
HH: yeah, that would probably do it
HH: the hell would i be going there for, i'm nowhere near ready
MT: I think you were trying to one-up him.
MT: I didn't get all of the details.
HH: i see
HH: well, that's stupid
MT: I should have been able to do something for you guys
MT: I should have been there for you
MT: Even if it was fate and you couldn't not die.
HH: it's okay, joan
MT: I should have been able to go back, so I could be there for you all when it happened
-- mercilessTango [MT] sinks to the ground and sobs --
HH: it's done, but you don't have to let it happen again
HH: that's why you're here
HH: to make sure we don't fuck up
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] hugs Joan --
HH: and i know you can do it
HH: i'll help you
HH: just tell me what i need to do
HH: i
HH: i want to make up for things
MT: Heh
MT: I've really got to make up for things, too
HH: we can work it out together
MT: Okay well
MT: You already promised to do a very important thing
MT: But there's one favour that I really have to ask of you
HH: what?
MT: I really hate to have to ask, but I need you to say it
MT: If I die
HH: you won't
MT: i want you to be there for everyone else
HH: you won't die, joan
MT: I want you to bug Matt, and give Rick a hard time for me
MT: I want you to be chill with Evan for me
MT: And if you could be a big sister for Shea
HH: joan, why are you telling me this?
MT: They all... You all died, Eris.
MT: I didn't.
HH: and you won't
MT: I shouldn't be here. It's my turn.
MT: I don't belong here.
HH: if i promise, will you please stop?
MT: Stop?
HH: talking about death
HH: and crying
HH: especially the crying
MT: I...
MT: I can't help it.
-- mercilessTango [MT] sniffs --
MT: I never got to...
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] hugs Joan --
HH: it's all right
HH: i know
HH: i know you never got to say goodbye, but this is your chance to fix things
HH: so you don't have to
HH: to any of us
-- mercilessTango [MT] wipes her tears away and gives a weak smile --
MT: Thanks, Eris.
HH: no problem
MT: You're
MT: You're a great friend, for putting up with this as well as you have, when you have your own world going to hell right now.
HH: it's going to be okay, joan
MT: I don't know...
MT: I hope so, but I don't expect it to be sunshine and flowers.
HH: it doesn't have to be
HH: actually, sunrise in this place would probably be really bad
HH: sunshine*
MT: Heh...
MT: Well all the same.
MT: Thank you for being a friend, and letting me cry.
MT: Even if I guess it kind of freaked you out a bit.
HH: i'm just not good with the whole talking about feelings thing
MT: No, I didn't assume you were.
HH: it's not important, though
HH: we just need to focus on making sure everyone's ok
MT: Yeah...
MT: Are they all okay right now, do you know?
HH: um
HH: i've been rather out of contact
HH: last person i actually saw was matt, he's still alive
MT: Oh. Well that's good.
MT: Have you spoken to Evan recently?
HH: not for a while, no
MT: Hmmm.
MT: Maybe you should touch base?
HH: probably
HH: um
MT: Um?
HH: you said he was still alive in the other timeline?
MT: Maybe.
MT: I don't really know.
MT: Either way I feel really terrible for leaving him all alone.
HH: yeah...
HH: what did he say to you?
MT: Uh
MT: Well, he said a bunch of stuff...
MT: Why?
HH: just curious
HH: i mean
HH: last one left in a timeline
HH: gotta be something important, right?
HH: you don't discuss laundry day when everyone's dead
HH: well
HH: unless it's really important laundry
MT: Yeah but
MT: It was mostly meant for me...
HH: oh, that's fine
HH: i was just curious is all
HH: nothing important
MT: Okay, dreamteen, what's up.
HH: what?
HH: ...
HH: dreamteen?
MT: Hm?
MT: Look just answer the question okay.
HH: what does that even mean?
HH: nothing's up
HH: not a thing
-- mercilessTango [MT] sighs --
HH: what?
MT: Come on, you're obviously bothered about something
HH: i most certainly am not
HH: i am the opposite of bothered
HH: clearly
MT: Clearly.
HH: you're imagining things
HH: hallucinations, even
MT: Clearly these are figments of my imagination!
HH: yes.
MT: There is more of gravy than of grave about you! Or something like that.
HH: ...
HH: i'm more like food than dead?
MT: Um
MT: A Christmas Carol.
MT: Come on.
HH: right
HH: well, i think it's safe to say that i have absolutely no idea what in blazes you're talking about, joan
HH: so we should probably move along now
HH: find a new topic of conversation
HH: on which we can converse
HH: that is not this one
MT: You mean one that isn't about an immortal English novel or your bad attempts at masking your emotions.
HH: what emotions?
HH: i'm perfectly fine
MT: Come on, Eris. We JUST went over how you aren't fabulous with wordsmithing around it. Something appears to be bothering you.
MT: Let me be a friend for you.
HH: nothing is bothering me except you insisting something's bothering me
HH: wow, that could get recursive
MT: Eris, please.
MT: Do you not trust me with this
MT: Or do you not trust yourself to admit it?
HH: admit what, precisely
MT: I don't know!
MT: Just whatever it is you're dealing with.
HH: sis dying?
MT: If it was that, you'd be less frantic about me not knowing.
HH: well, i certainly can't think of anything else that's happened that would give you any reason to be concerned
HH: so let's just move along
MT: Eris, you're not being yourself.
MT: You were yourself when I was crying.
HH: don't be daft, of course i'm being myself
HH: who else would i be?
MT: Don't make me sit on you again.
HH: you don't need to sit on me!
HH: i'm fine.
MT: Eris.
MT: I'm trying to be a friend for you, like you were for me.
MT: If something is bothering you, you should get it off your chest.
HH: there isn't anything.
HH: and i have no idea why you're so convinced there is!
MT: Well you're being incredibly evasive.
HH: am i?
MT: Yep.
HH: really?
MT: Yes.
MT: If you get incredibly awkward about it when it's mentioned, it must be important.
MT: And if it's important, you should say it.
MT: Before you miss your chance.
MT: And then there's no one left to hear.
HH: well maybe no one needs to hear it
MT: That's what you think, until the person who should have is gone.
HH: =/
HH: i don't know...
MT: Eris, I really, really, really hate to do this
MT: And I feel like a horrible person for bringing it up
MT: But look how bothered you were by not being able to let your sister know that yes, you did love her.
MT: Now imagine if you never get to tell whatever that thing is to anyone.
HH: i
HH: but what if he doesn't feel the same way?
MT: Then he doesn't.
MT: But you'll at least know.
HH: but things'll be weird
MT: Yeah, so.
MT: Things are weird regardless because if you act this dodgy around me, I can only imagine how weird you'll act around him.
HH: somehow i doubt he'll notice
MT: Oh yeah?
HH: oh for the love of sanity
HH: it's evan, pretty sure you could crash a bus in front of him and he wouldn't look up from his game
MT: Well duh.
HH: i mean really
HH: ...
HH: wait
HH: pretend i didn't just say that
MT: Okay.
MT: Doesn't change anything.
HH: ohgod
-- mercilessTango [MT] grins --
HH: promise me you won't tell him
MT: Not like you didn't make it obvious anyways.
HH: joan, he can't know
MT: 'Course he can.
MT: You just gotta tell him.
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] facepalms --
HH: this was a setup, wasn't it
MT: A setup?
MT: Come now, do you really think so little of me?
MT: What would I set up?
HH: a feelings pow-wow?
HH: got your prints all over it
MT: Are you suggesting that I lied about your deaths or used them to get you to admit your romantic inclanations? That I would be as brash as to use your sister's death for something as trivial as you put it?
HH: what?
HH: joan, i was kidding
MT: And I'm being completely serious.
MT: These aren't things you keep in.
HH: why not
HH: spares everyone the embarrassment and hurts no one but me
MT: Because they eat at you, Eris.
HH: i guess
MT: It'll gnaw at your insides until it becomes an obsession.
MT: Not the feelings, no, the obsession is about keeping it hidden.
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] sighs --
HH: all right
HH: if it'll make you feel better, i'll talk to him
MT: This isn't for my sake, Eris.
MT: It's for both of yours.
MT: He deserves to know, too.
HH: i know
HH: even if it is just to shoot me down
MT: Oh come on.
MT: If you go in like that, you're going to come off as self-depricating.
HH: i know
HH: look, i'll work it out
MT: I know.
MT: You're a smart girl.
MT: You'll do what you can.
HH: right
MT: And everything else is up to Evan.
MT: But you know what?
MT: I'll look out for you.
HH: thank you
MT: If he breaks your heart, let me know, okay?
MT: I'll go beat him up for you.
HH: heh
HH: good old barbarian
MT: That's me!
MT: Now where's my wacky music clip.
HH: i'd offer to pull up something, but i kind of smashed my computer
MT: Oh.
HH: yeah...
HH: i'm kind of an idiot.
MT: No you're not.
MT: You're human.
MT: We all are.
HH: i meant the smashing my computer bit
MT: Still applies. Emotions are powerful motherfuckers who will fuck your shit up.
HH: yeah...
HH: joan, i'll talk to him
HH: but it's going to have to wait
MT: First chance you get, okay?
HH: yeah
MT: Don't let it slip away.
HH: first new computer, then one round of apologies for trying to destroy everything
HH: then i'll tell him
MT: No old computers?
MT: See, I thought you'd be reasonable and carry no less than five on your person at any one time.
HH: why in blazes would i do that'
MT: Because all the cool kids do it, duh.
HH: ...
HH: in case you haven't noticed, i'm not precisely cool
MT: 'Course you are.
HH: coolkids tend to actually have mates at school willing to come within a metre of them
MT: You do.
MT: Your ribs will remind you of that in the morning, right?
HH: joan
HH: you lot are my only real friends
MT: ...
MT: So?
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] shrugs --
MT: I happier with the handful of us versus having the Facebook Friend thing go on.
HH: so maybe that's why i never said anything
HH: i don't have enough friends that i can afford fucking things up
HH: but you're right, it doesn't matter
HH: i'll tell him
HH: just
HH: please don't tell him before i do
MT: Pfffff
MT: 'Course I won't.
MT: If there's one way to fuck up something like this.
MT: It's doing exactly that.
HH: thank you
MT: Besides
MT: Why would I pass up the chance to let you have the Awkward Teen Experience (TM)?
HH: aha!
HH: i knew there was an ulterior motive =P
MT: Yeah but don't tell anyone.
HH: no worries
MT: Just let me know the time and place.
MT: And you'll receive an envelope of cash. Location, time, and amount to be determined at a later date.
HH: i'll tell you...well, i'm not sure if i'll manage to get you or other you...as soon as i know
MT: Well you've got to know at some point.
MT: Also do it in an open area please.
HH: why?
MT: Um
MT: I'll pay you?
HH: what, tell him in an open area?
MT: Yeah.
HH: i'll see what i can do
MT: Heheheheheh
MT: Excellent.
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] hugs Joan --
HH: you're a great friend
HH: don't let anyone tell you otherwise
-- mercilessTango [MT] hugs Eris --
MT: Thanks, that means a lot to me.
MT: And you are a fantastic person yourself, Eris.
HH: well, i need to get back to the house
HH: you're welcome to come with if you like
MT: I'd love that.
HH: come along, then
HH: mind the wreckage
MT: Messy, messy, messy!
Sparky- Posts : 499
Join date : 2010-11-11
Age : 35
Re: OOC Thread: shit. lets be psychic (Chatlogs and memos)
Immediately pre-god tier
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] began pestering amazonaReveille [AR] at 12:27 --
Immediately post-god tier
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] began pestering petrifiedSeeker [PS] at 13:00 --
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] began pestering amazonaReveille [AR] at 12:27 --
- Spoiler:
- HH: hey
AR: Hi
HH: you have a moment?
AR: Yeah, I think.
AR: Are you... um... feeling better?
HH: as well as can be expected
HH: i'm sorry
AR: Matt said you were acting strangely, and you weren't online...
AR: :/
HH: let's just say i went through a rough patch and am apparently less equipped for handling bad news than i thought
AR: :?
HH: oh
HH: um
HH: cecily
HH: she's...
HH: i found her, shea
AR: Oh God.
AR: :(
HH: i may have overreacted
HH: but
HH: what really hurt was knowing i'll never get to tell her goodbye
HH: or that i loved her
HH: and
HH: i can't let that happen again
AR: Again?
HH: i found something that could help us finish the game
AR: Oh God.
HH: if i can pull it off
AR: No, Eris.
AR: No no no.
HH: i haven't even told you what it is
AR: This is a goodbye message. You just said that. :(
HH: maybe
HH: hopefully not
AR: Whatever you're doing, stop, there's got to be another way.
HH: there isn't
AR: How do you know?
HH: you don't know how badly i fucked things up
HH: i nearly killed matt
HH: i need to make up for what i did
HH: in any way possible
AR: But getting yourself killed won't do that!
HH: i might not!
AR: It'll just make things worse. :(
HH: if all goes well, it'll give me a power boost
AR: But what if it doesn't?
HH: enough to balance out the damage i've done and help us win
HH: then it doesn't
HH: and i'm out of the way and can't screw things up for anyone else
AR: But...
HH: shea, you're my best friend
HH: but you don't get it
HH: i have to do this
AR: Then listen to me, please!
AR: No you don't. :(
HH: we don't have forever to finish the game, you know
AR: Are you sure there's no other way?
HH: too much risk of us dying if we face jeanne now
HH: this...
HH: it won't guarantee a win
HH: but it should help even things out
AR: I don't like it.
AR: But...
AR: I guess if there's no other way...
HH: i don't like it either
HH: but
HH: i really do think it's the best choice
AR: Just...
AR: Be careful, okay?
HH: i will
HH: shea, i'm scared
HH: scared of dying
HH: but i'm more scared of letting everyone down
AR: :(
HH: i hope to talk to you again soon
HH: if not
HH: i was glad to know you
AR: Don't talk like that.
AR: We'll see each other again. Have to.
HH: of course.
HH: talk to you later, then
AR: Good luck.
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] ceased pestering amazonaReveille [AR] at 12:55 --
- Spoiler:
- HH: hey
PS: ## hey ##
PS: ## sup? ##
HH: nothing
HH: well, nothing yet
HH: about to be something, i guess
PS: ## okay? ##
HH: i've found an easter egg, i think
HH: it should help things
PS: ## oh cool ##
HH: if i can pull it off
PS: ## whats it do? ##
HH: um
HH: i'm not exactly sure
HH: i think massive power boost
PS: ## nice ##
HH: maybe
HH: i'm just hoping it's enough to make up for things
PS: ## oh ##
PS: ## um yeah a*out that ##
PS: ## heard things were pretty messed up for you recently, you seem okay now though ##
HH: i guess
HH: i don't think any of us are okay
HH: but it had to happen
HH: and i just handled things badly
HH: and i've learned from it
PS: ## *etter now then? ##
HH: i didn't get to tell her goodbye or that i loved her
PS: ## who? ##
HH: and i don't want to make that mistake again
HH: my sister
PS: ## oh shit ##
PS: ## god, i didnt know a*out that ##
PS: ## im sorry to hear that eris ##
HH: it's all right
HH: well
HH: it isn't, but it's done and can't be changed
HH: but that's why i messaged you
HH: there's a chance i'm not getting out of this alive
HH: and i wanted to tell you goodbye
PS: ## um ##
PS: ## are you sure this is a good idea? ##
HH: not at all! =D
HH: but nothing we've done in this game has been
HH: why start having good ideas now?
PS: ## i guess ##
PS: ## just ##
PS: ## i guess good luck ##
PS: ## and ##
PS: ## well try to come *ack in one piece okay? ##
HH: i'll try
HH: one other thing
HH: evan...
PS: ## yeah? ##
HH: i
HH: shit
HH: she got here way faster than i thought
HH: i have to go
PS: ## who? ##
HH: jeanne
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] ceased pestering petrifiedSeeker [PS] at 12:18 --
PS: ## what? ##
Immediately post-god tier
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] began pestering petrifiedSeeker [PS] at 13:00 --
- Spoiler:
- HH: hello
PS: ## hey! ##
PS: ## jesus eris way to give a scare ##
HH: sorry about that
PS: ## you made it sound like jeanne was there ##
HH: oh
HH: well
HH: that's because she was
PS: ## *ut ##
PS: ## what ##
PS: ## hwo ##
HH: i'd thought she was farther away when i set off the flashbang
PS: ## why the hell would you do that ##
HH: because i thought she'd think it was pretty
HH: don't be daft, evan, why do you think i did it?
PS: ## *ecause youre nuts? ##
HH: not anymore
PS: ## im lost ##
PS: ## how the hell did you even survive that ##
HH: quite simply...
HH: i didn't
PS: ## ... huh? ##
HH: that was the plan
PS: ## explanito por favor ##
HH: i got the easter egg
HH: ascended to god tier
PS: ## and what does that have to do with getting yourself killed *y psycho *itch ##
HH: all you have to do is find your quest bed
HH: and die there
PS: ## ... ##
HH: yes?
PS: ## so... that's it then? ##
PS: ## you get killed and *ecome awesome? ##
HH: on the altar
PS: ## thats kinda twisted ##
PS: ## cool ##
PS: ## *ut twisted ##
HH: heh
HH: wish it would've hurt less
PS: ## what happened? ##
HH: jeanne happened
PS: ## thats not very specific ##
HH: she's not a fan of the quick kill
PS: ## uh ##
HH: i was paralyzed, poisoned, impaled, and had my neck broken
PS: ## oh jesus ##
HH: i couldn't have fought back at the end even if i'd wanted to
PS: ## *ut it worked, o*viously ##
HH: barely
HH: she was blocking the quest bed
HH: if that bluff hadn't worked...
PS: ## you said it was gonna give you a power *oost, did that work? ##
HH: feels like it
HH: haven't done much to test it
HH: but i can fly now
PS: ## really hope theres more to it than that ##
HH: it feels like it
HH: it's hard to explain
PS: ## i guess the *est way would *e to find out for myself huh? ##
HH: yeah =)
HH: but be careful
PS: ## so how do you find the altar *ed thing? ##
HH: exploring
PS: ## well i mean ##
PS: ## whats it look like? ##
HH: mine was on a plateau hidden by the world maze
HH: it's a bed
HH: six spires around it
HH: you'll tell me before you try anything, right?
PS: ## yeah sure ##
HH: thanks
PS: ## and hey ##
PS: ## good to see youre *ack and safe ##
HH: yeah
HH: about what i was trying to say earlier
PS: ## um ##
PS: ## might need to get a raincheck on that ##
HH: it's fairly important
HH: well, not exactly important
HH: but
HH: oh
HH: okay, it can wait
HH: something wrong?
PS: ## may*e ##
HH: =?
PS: ## something *lew up outside ##
PS: ## or on the roof ##
HH: wasn't me
PS: ## oh fuck ##
PS: ## no ##
HH: evan?
PS: ## imps got at that thing that drake had on the roof ##
HH: oh.
PS: ## that he used to *low up the meteor ##
PS: ## um ##
HH: ...oh.
PS: ## yeah ill get *ack to you ##
HH: good luck
PS: ## sorry! ##
-- petrifiedSeeker [PS] ceased pestering hyperactiveHistorian [HH] at 13:47 --
- Spoiler:
- HH: hey stranger
AR: You're back!!!
AR: Are you okay??
HH: relatively speaking
AR: :?
HH: not important
HH: i'm alive, yes
AR: What happened?
HH: just a little irritated, nothing you need to worry about
AR: Did you do whatever it was you were doing? :?
HH: oh, that's taken care of
AR: Okay.
AR: So... what happened? Where are you?
HH: i'm back in lomag
HH: sorry it took so long, i woke up without a computer
AR: Woke up?
AR: Oh!
HH: and i had some loose ends to take care of...that's why i'm irritated
AR: Were you on your dream world?
AR: :D
HH: i was on skaia
AR: O_O
AR: How'd you get there??
HH: side effect, i think
AR: Oh.
AR: I'm a bit confused.
HH: hm?
HH: about where i went?
AR: Well you said you "woke up", I thought you meant waking up in your dream world....
HH: um
HH: not exactly
AR: :?
HH: i don't think i have one anymore
HH: or i am my dream self now
HH: i'm not really sure
AR: How did you do that...?
HH: died
AR: O_O
HH: sort of
AR: But...
AR: How...
AR: What...
AR: X_X
HH: i know it's weird, but that's how the thing works
AR: But...
AR: You're okay now, right?
HH: shea, i've never felt better
AR: Um.
AR: I
AR: Gah.
AR: :X
AR: I have no idea how to respond to all this.
HH: i should probably explain things
AR: Yeah...
HH: so...where should i start?
AR: Um.
AR: At the beginning I guess.
AR: Where'd you learn about this stuff? :/
HH: um
HH: lygara
AR: Er.
AR: Your pet troll?
HH: yeah
HH: she mentioned it when i was looking for a way to make up for, ah, taking a brief vacation from sanity
AR: Oh...
AR: Okay.
AR: What did she tell you?
HH: that there was more power to be gained for the heroes of sburb if we were willing to take the risk
HH: god tiers
AR: Okay... what risk?
HH: death
HH: you have to find your quest bed
HH: and die there
AR: O_O
HH: and you become your dreamself
HH: or merge with it
HH: i'm not really sure
AR: Okay...
HH: oh
HH: if you decide to try for it
HH: i really
HH: really
HH: do not recommend aggroing jeanne to do it
AR: Whaaaaaaaaa????
HH: not my best idea
AR: Why in heaven's name would you do that?
AR: D:
HH: well
HH: it was the best option, i thought
HH: i didn't think i'd be able to do it myself
HH: and
HH: i couldn't ask any of you
AR: :(
AR: So... you... actually fought Jeanne?
AR: What... did she say anything?
HH: quite a bit
HH: mostly in the vein of me dying
HH: called me princess a lot
AR: Oh.
AR: She called me that too...
HH: condescending, isn't she?
AR: :/
AR: This really is all my fault.
HH: don't say that
AR: But it is! If I hadn't told her about Prospit losing the war we wouldn't be here, having to fight her. She'd still be on our side.
HH: we'd still be fighting
HH: it might not be jeanne, but we'd still be fighting
AR: :/
AR: So what happens now...?
HH: i don't know
HH: just trying to get back into contact with everyone
HH: promised joan i would
AR: Oh...
HH: gah
AR: Well I appreciate it, and thank God you're okay.
AR: What?
HH: another thing joan made me promise
AR: What's that?
HH: nothing
AR: O.o
AR: \:|
HH: why are boys so stupid?
AR: Um.
AR: Okay... who did what?
HH: no one did anything
AR: :|
HH: except leave when i was trying to talk
AR: Okay, who was it?
AR: Because obviously someone needs to be poked.
HH: it's not important
AR: If you say so...
HH: starting to wonder if it's worth the headache is all
AR: If it's any consolation, I think I sympathize.
AR: Well... sort of.
HH: oh?
AR: This is kind of weird. Normally I'd go to Joan with questions like this but...
AR: Well, she's busy.
HH: um
HH: what?
AR: Gah. How do I put it.
AR: There's someone who likes me, and I kind of like them but I'm not sure about it, and someone else I kind of like but I don't know if they noticed much less if they reciprocate...
AR: :|
AR: God that looks stupid in text. :(
HH: well
HH: sounds like you've at least managed to tell one of them
HH: which puts you one up on me
AR: Um... no not really...
HH: course it does
HH: ...um
AR: But I *haven't* told them yet <_<
HH: out of curiosity, who?
AR: >_>
HH: you don't have to say if you don't want to
AR: That might be better for now.
HH: that's fair
HH: um
HH: well, i'd recommend telling them both
HH: but then, it's not like i've had much luck on that front
HH: so i may sound somewhat hypocritical
AR: :/
AR: It's just... well it's kind of weird on the one hand, and I don't want to hurt either of them...
HH: heh
HH: i get the weird part
HH: trust me, i know the feeling
AR: >_>
HH: you don't want to ruin your friendship with them
HH: it's been why i've been having such trouble on my end
AR: At least you're only dealing with one though, right?
AR: Me, I'm guaranteed to ruin someone's feelings :(
HH: not necessarily
HH: if you're tactful, which you always are, should be fine
HH: and if they're really your friends, they'll understand
HH: right?
AR: Yeah, that's the hope.
HH: and honestly, it's better to tell them
HH: because
HH: well
HH: because you might not get the chance if you wait
AR: Alright.
HH: shea, i died before i could tell
AR: But you came back!
HH: i wasn't sure if i would
HH: it was close
HH: it was really close
HH: and i'm worried i'll miss the chance if i don't tell him soon
AR: Are you going to take your own advice? :)
HH: that's what's so stressful
HH: i'm trying
HH: i was a sentence away from telling him
HH: and he ran off
AR: :/
HH: something about an explosion
HH: i hate pc
HH: i can't tell if there really was one or if it was just an excuse
AR: Heh...
HH: trust me
HH: far better to tell them both
HH: than to miss your chance
AR: Alright.
HH: but
AR: Guh... now I have to figure out how to do that...
HH: you might want to mention that there's someone else
HH: so it's not a complete shock when you do pick
AR: I guess that's fair.
AR: Thanks, Eris.
HH: i'd honestly be more insulted by finding out when i watched him date someone else than if he just told me
HH: no problem
HH: i'm sorry, i'm not the best at romantic advice
HH: can't even manage to follow my own =)
AR: It's okay.
HH: it'll work out, shea
HH: and if they do get mad at you, just give me a ring
AR: I hope so.
HH: i'll find a locker to shove them in
AR: Heh...
AR: Stay safe, Eris. No more dying.
HH: not my plan to, shea
HH: dying hurt
AR: Still.
HH: didn't care for it
HH: and you
HH: now that you know about the god tiers
HH: please
HH: please tell me before you try it if you decide to
AR: Okay.
AR: I don't think I could do it, Eris.
AR: I don't think you have to worry about me.
HH: course i have to worry about you
HH: you're my friend in a game trying to kill everyone
AR: :)
HH: well
HH: i should probably see if matt's still got me blocked
AR: Oh...
AR: Um...
AR: Because of what happened before right...?
AR: If he does, I could ask him to unblock you
AR: If you want.
HH: i figure it needs to be done in person
AR: Oh.
AR: Okay.
AR: Well...
AR: Good luck.
HH: you okay?
AR: Yeah, for the most part.
AR: Just...
AR: Anxious, I guess.
HH: it'll work out fine, hon
AR: I hope so.
HH: i know so
HH: you're a sweetheart, no one's going to want to upset you
AR: Thanks, Eris.
HH: no problem
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] ceased pestering amazonaReveille [AR] at 16:58 --
Sparky- Posts : 499
Join date : 2010-11-11
Age : 35
Re: OOC Thread: shit. lets be psychic (Chatlogs and memos)
Post-entry log.
-- taciturnMercenary [TM] began trolling amazonaReveille [AR] at 17:05 --
-- taciturnMercenary [TM] began trolling amazonaReveille [AR] at 17:05 --
- Spoiler:
- TM: I 5ee you have entered, finally.
AR: huh
AR: Who...
AR: Oh. Hi again.
TM: Ye5, hello once more.
AR: Sorry, I was sleeping... I think.
TM: You think?
TM: Have you awoken?
AR: I was having a really vivid dream.
TM: Oh?
AR: Yeah. :/
AR: I don't think I've ever had a dream that seemed...
AR: Um.
AR: So REAL.
TM: That 5eemed...?
AR: I think that's the best way to put it?
TM: That i5 what a vivid dream mean5.
AR: Well yes, but...
AR: Well this was even more so than that.
TM: Were you on a moon?
AR: If it weren't for the fact that I could fly and everything was made of gold and all the people looked weird I would have thought it was all real!
TM: Well clearly
TM: That i5 becau5e it wa5 real.
AR: That doesn't make any sense. :/
TM: Pro5pit i5 a beautiful place; I hope you enjoy your5elf there.
AR: Yeah, that's what ... wait a minute.
AR: How did you know what I was dreaming about?
TM: Becau5e it i5 a part of the 8ame.
AR: Oh.
AR: So... why am I dreaming about it?
TM: Becau5e your consciou5ne55 travel5 to that of your dream 5elf.
AR: Okay...
AR: Sorry, I'm out of it.
AR: I've had a very bad day.
AR: :(
TM: 5o you can explore the 8olden moon a5 much a5 you would like.
TM: =:(
TM: Well
TM: It certainly looked like you 5lept much better than you ever have, ju5t now.
TM: I hope that i5 of 5ome comfort.
AR: I guess.
AR: Doesn't change anything though. :/
AR: Wait...
TM: Hm?
AR: Have you been watching me?
TM: I have.
AR: That's... a little creepy.
TM: How el5e would one be expected to learn about anythin8?
AR: \:|
TM: No it i5 not.
TM: Are 5imple act5 of curio5ity 5hunned in human 5ociety?
AR: No, not really.
AR: Just... watching someone while they sleep though, it's kind of...
AR: Well, odd.
AR: That's not important though.
AR: I owe you an apology.
AR: :/
TM: For what?
AR: Not taking you seriously before.
AR: About... everything.
AR: The game.
AR: Our world.
AR: All of it.
TM: Under5tandable.
TM: 5o did you 5ee anythin8 important while you were on Prospit?
AR: Not really. I talked to some people.
TM: Prospitians?
AR: I guess. White-skinned people.
AR: Not like me I mean, I mean actually white.
TM: Then ye5.
TM: Have you met the Queen?
AR: Uh... no, I don't think so. What would she look like?
TM: 5he look5 more impre55ive than the other5, and i5 affected by your prototypin8.
AR: Like the imps?
TM: Ye5.
TM: Thou8h 5he will invariably have all prototype5.
AR: All?
TM: All of them.
AR: x_x
TM: I 5u88e5t you make an effort to know where 5he i5.
TM: 5he i5 very important.
AR: Okay.
AR: I guess I should get to lookOHGOD
TM: Problem>
AR: Someone wrote all over the walls while I was asleep!
TM: No.
TM: I wa5 wonderin8 when you would notice that.
AR: Yeah th
AR: :?
TM: It ha5 been there for more than ju5t one ni8ht.
AR: What do you mean? It wasn't there a few hours ago when I fell asleep!
AR: And it's all over my pictures...
TM: It ha5 been there for more than a month.
AR: That
AR: But
AR: What do you mean?
TM: You wrote all over your walls a lon8 time a8o.
AR: @_@
AR: Okay, okay.
AR: You weren't lying to me before, even as crazy as it sounded.
AR: So...
AR: Why would I do that? D:
AR: And what does it even mean... it's just...
AR: MEHO?
TM: Hemo?
AR: No, I think...
AR: HOME?
TM: Or does "Meho" mean something to you?
TM: Oh!
TM: That i5 a di5tinct po55ibility!
AR: ...
-- amazonaReveille [AR] sits down in front of the wall --
TM: Doe5 that word hold a lot of meanin8 to you 5pecifically?
TM: ...
TM: Are you quite done 8awkin8?
AR: Oh... sorry.
AR: I just...
AR: Why on earth would I write Home all over my walls?
TM: I have no idea.
TM: I wa5 hopin8 you would 5hed 5ome li8ht on the matter, per5onally.
AR: I don't even...
AR: This isn't...
AR: I don't *have* a home, Glenys. Just one house after another.
TM: Then perhap5 it i5 your de5ire for one that made you write it all over your wall5.
AR: Then why couldn't I see it?
AR: There's paint here. My aunt... or my parents... they tried to paint over it.
AR: Oh God.
AR: It's just like Eris's room. With the flowers.
AR: O_O
TM: Flower5?
AR: Yeah... she drew flowers all over her walls. But she couldn't remember doing it, couldn't see them, and when I mentioned them she just... zoned out.
TM: Hm.
AR: She swore Rick did it.
TM: But you are aware of the5e.
AR: I could see hers, but not mine...
AR: Maybe because I made them, so I could ignore them?
AR: Gah.
TM: No, 5he mu5t be in denial 5till.
AR: >_>
TM: Your 5ubcon5ciou5 mind block5 them out, I think.
AR: Why?
TM: I have no idea.
TM: But the code i5 relevant, I can tell you that much. I am not 5ure why, thou8h.
AR: Code?
AR: It's a code?
AR: :/
TM: Of cour5e.
AR: I guess that explains why it's just not repeating straight over.
TM: Unle55 you are prone to mi55pellin8 a four-letter word?
AR: No...
AR: Ugh, my head hurts.
AR: >_<
AR: What am I supposed to do now?
TM: Well you have not yet entered your fir5t 8ate.
TM: You 5hould, 5o you can pro8re55.
AR: Gate?
AR: Oh. The sprite said something about gates...
AR: Um.
AR: What am I looking for?
TM: Look up.
AR: I'm going to assume you mean from outside.
TM: Of cour5e.
-- amazonaReveille [AR] heads out the front door --
AR: OHGOD
AR: Where is the ground!?
AR: Oh God how far down does it go??
TM: I am not 5ure.
AR: How the heck did my house get here??
AR: I would have noticed being picked up and carried!
TM: Well obviou5ly
TM: It wa5 not "picked up an carried."
TM: You were tran5ported there a5 part of the 8ame.
AR: This doesn't make sense!
TM: Many a5pect5 of the 8ame do not at fir5t.
TM: Then, later, a5 you learn more, 5ome do.
AR: Okay...
AR: So up...
AR: Oh.
TM: Hm?
AR: That spiral thing, that's the Gate?
TM: Ye5.
TM: You 5hould probably 8et more information from your 5prite, a5 it will allow you to learn more about how to interpret it5 many riddle5.
-- amazonaReveille [AR] moves carefully back inside and shuts the door --
AR: Alright. Thanks for your help, again.
AR: See you later. :)
TM: Farewell.
-- amazonaReveille [AR] ceased trolling taciturnMercenary [TM] at 18:35 --
Re: OOC Thread: shit. lets be psychic (Chatlogs and memos)
Redone
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] began pestering petrifiedSeeker [PS] at 17:54 --
Potential throwaway
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] began pestering amazonaReveille [AR] at 19:39 --
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] began pestering petrifiedSeeker [PS] at 17:54 --
- Spoiler:
- HH: stealing a ship
HH: you know, you really do need work on this ninja thing
HH: this is far more piratey
PS: ## im everything all at once ##
PS: ## i just need some scientist to give me a ro*ot arm and ill *e done ##
HH: right
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] slaps petrifiedSeeker [PS] --
PS: ## ow ##
PS: ## um ##
HH: that's for dying
PS: ## oh ##
PS: ## ok i guess i deserved that ##
HH: don't do it again
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] hugs petrifiedSeeker [PS] --
PS: ## um ##
-- petrifiedSeeker [PS] stands stunned for a few moments before returning the hug --
PS: ## ok ##
PS: ## not planning on it ##
HH: good
HH: oh
HH: um
HH: here
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] hands over the sylladex --
PS: ## oh ##
HH: you may want that
PS: ## thanks ##
PS: ## yeah ##
PS: ## oh man ##
PS: ## jeez what killed me ##
HH: i don't know
HH: you were already gone when i got there
HH: i took too long
HH: i'm sorry
PS: ## not your fault ##
PS: ## im the idiot who didnt level ##
PS: ## so ##
HH: you know, i thought you'd be taller
PS: ## heh ##
PS: ## whys that ##
HH: no idea
HH: not really important though
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] sighs --
HH: evan, we need to talk
PS: ## yeah ##
PS: ## well ##
PS: ## guess were as safe here as anywhere ##
PS: ## um ##
HH: so
PS: ## well, make yourself comfy i guess ##
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] looks around the deck, devoid of furniture --
-- petrifiedSeeker [PS] shrugs --
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] leans against the railing --
HH: all right
PS: ## should pro*a*ly start with what happened ##
HH: right, that
PS: ## and mainly how im not dead now, i guess ##
HH: well
HH: i followed the procedure to rez you
HH: game gives one free life - that's your dream self
HH: i just activated it
HH: voila
HH: no longer dead
PS: ## ok ##
PS: ## hows that work ##
HH: you wouldn't believe me if i told you
HH: just chalk it down to sburb being weird
PS: ## um ##
PS: ## eris ##
PS: ## three of us just came *ack from the dead ##
PS: ## im pretty sure i can *elieve anything right now ##
PS: ## and i dont remem*er any of this ##
HH: ...right
HH: you've got some death amnesia because your dreamself was asleep
HH: and you didn't make god tier
PS: ## oh ##
PS: ## well ##
PS: ## i guess it *eats *ein dead ##
HH: agree wholeheartedly
PS: ## so whatd you do ##
HH: well
HH: i
HH: y'see
PS: ## youre *ein kinda dodgy ##
PS: ## just sayin ##
HH: this isn't dodgy, ev
PS: ## it cant *e that *ad ##
HH: this is trying to find a way to tell you in a way that doesn't sound daft
PS: ## are you *lushing? ##
HH: no!
PS: ## you are ##
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] turns away --
HH: i am not
HH: clean your glasses, i'm not blushing
PS: ## why cant you tell me? ##
HH: you'll laugh
PS: ## why would i laugh? ##
PS: ## you *rought me *ack to life ##
HH: trust me
HH: you'll laugh
PS: ## would kinda *e a jackass thing of me to do to laugh at ya ##
PS: ## lets *e honest ##
PS: ## if i was gonna laugh a*out anything i figured it would *e your accent ##
PS: ## *ut here i get ehre and your accents actually pretty cool so its not really funny ##
HH: =)
HH: do you promise not to laugh?
HH: because i can guarantee, you won't beliebe it
PS: ## yeah i promise ##
HH: believe*
PS: ## no laughin ##
HH: all right, then...
HH: i got to loqal
HH: found you
HH: and
HH: um
HH: well
HH: to bring you back
HH: i
HH: i kissed you
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] turns bright red --
-- petrifiedSeeker [PS] blinks --
HH: so you see, incredibly silly
HH: and
-- petrifiedSeeker [PS] blinks again --
HH: and you promised you wouldn't laugh at me
PS: ## *wuh? ##
HH: and before you start
HH: no
HH: i'm not into that sort of thing
PS: ## you kissed me? ##
HH: emergency rez only, i don't kiss corpses as a hobby
HH: um
HH: yes
HH: i did
PS: ## um ##
PS: ## uh ##
-- petrifiedSeeker [PS] reddens --
HH: something wrong?
PS: ## well ##
HH: ...you're blushing
PS: ## jeez ##
HH: why are you blushing?
HH: i knew it
HH: god
PS: ## well hell look... ##
HH: you're creeped out
PS: ## waht ##
HH: dammit, i knew it
PS: ## no ##
PS: ## hell no ##
HH: oh
PS: ## im just tryin to figure ##
PS: ## i mean look at me ##
PS: ## im the poster *oy for nerds everywhere ##
PS: ## im not supposed to get kissed ##
HH: oh?
PS: ## i mean ##
PS: ## well i guess if thats how the thing works then i guess that makes sense ##
PS: ## its not like you would otherwise ##
PS: ## jesus hell if was an actual kiss and not somethin you just did cause you were sorry for me ##
HH: ...
PS: ## id *e on top of the goddamn world right now ##
HH: evan, i am trying very hard not to throttle you right now
PS: ## sorry ##
PS: ## im gonna stop talkin im makin a fool of myself ##
HH: you remember that thing i was trying to tell you?
HH: the past, oh, five or so times we talked?
PS: ## um ##
PS: ## a little? ##
PS: ## ... ##
HH: evan
-- petrifiedSeeker's [PS'S] eyes widen --
HH: i love you
PS: ## if this is a joke please just end it now, this aint funny eris ##
HH: i had to die and watch you die to get to say this
HH: i don't think it's funny either
PS: ## *ut ##
HH: i'll just go
PS: ## no! ##
HH: why?
-- petrifiedSeeker [PS] grabs hyperactiveHistorian's [HH'S] arm --
PS: ## just ##
PS: ## wait ##
HH: evan, i've got no reason to stay
HH: i said my bit
HH: and i don't want to embarrass myself any further
-- petrifiedSeeker [PS] turns redder --
HH: ...
HH: wait
HH: you
PS: ## uh ##
HH: no way
PS: ## um ##
PS: ## well ##
PS: ## yeah ##
HH: after all the things i said to you?
PS: ## what things? ##
HH: ...
HH: evan, i insulted you constantly
HH: why the hell would you even want to talk to me after that?
PS: ## i dunno, i never really felt insulted ##
PS: ## never seemed like you were actually tryin to treat me like crap ##
PS: ## it was just somethin we do ##
PS: ## havin fun ##
PS: ## *ein friends ##
PS: ## i mean ##
PS: ## never got the idea you wanted me to fuck off ##
HH: oh, definitely not
HH: it
PS: ## *ut ##
HH: um
PS: ## how the hell eris? ##
HH: just seemed the best way to get your attention
HH: and
HH: well
HH: i wouldn't notice how mean it sounded till after i hit send
PS: ## like goddamn youre the resident *adass in teh group what the hell kind of interest would you have in me ##
HH: i wouldn't want to talk to me
PS: ## why wouldnt i ##
PS: ## youre awesome ##
HH: well
HH: same reason
HH: evan, you're one of the nicest guys i've ever known.
HH: you're smart, funny, creative, and an amazing friend
HH: why wouldn't i be interested?
HH: and
HH: well
HH: you're pretty cute
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] turns redder --
-- petrifiedSeeker [PS] turns redder --
PS: ## um ##
PS: ## well ##
PS: ## in that case ##
PS: ## theres somethin ive wanted to do for a while ##
HH: what?
-- petrifiedSeeker [PS] kisses hyperactiveHistorian [HH] --
HH: !
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] returns the kiss --
PS: ## well ##
HH: um
PS: ## i love you too eris ##
PS: ## shoulda said somethin *efore now i guess ##
HH: we're a perfect couple
HH: both idiots
PS: ## heh ##
HH: i guess this is one thing sburb's good for
HH: i don't think we'd have ever met without it
PS: ## may*e ##
PS: ## at the very least not until we were a lot older ##
HH: yeah
HH: ...right.
HH: the scepter.
PS: ## oh ##
PS: ## yeah that ##
PS: ## well we gotta hide it somewhere jeanne wont find it, o*viously ##
HH: well
HH: i had an idea
HH: but it's going to be a little unsettling
PS: ## okay? ##
HH: i don't think jeanne will go back to my quest bed
HH: we can hide it there
PS: ## okay ##
PS: ## how do we know some imp or gator or whatever lives on your planet wont dig it up? ##
HH: the frills tend to avoid the bed
HH: plus
HH: well, between dullahan and jeanne, not too many of them go outside
PS: ## well ##
PS: ## guess that makes sense ##
HH: but
HH: i can't promise it'll be safe there
HH: i don't think it'll be safe anywhere
HH: jeanne wants this thing badly enough to kill both prospit and derse if she has to
PS: ## yeah ##
HH: the two of us...she won't even blink
PS: ## i didnt think shed kill her own guys ##
PS: ## not until i saw ##
PS: ## well ##
HH: i know
PS: ## god eris ##
PS: ## the *attlefield is a slaughterhouse ##
HH: i know
HH: i saw it, too
HH: i've had enough of my friends dying
HH: it's better she finds it away from us if it's meant to happen
PS: ## shes lost it hasnt she? ##
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] nods --
HH: i might think i'm crazy
HH: but i know she is
PS: ## youre not crazy ##
HH: remember, i thought fighting her one on one was a good idea
PS: ## that doesnt make you crazy ##
PS: ## *ad judgement may*e ##
PS: ## *ut not crazy ##
HH: no, but trying to destroy sburb pixel by pixel does
HH: and while i don't plan on trying that again anytime soon...
PS: ## your sister died ##
HH: not an excuse
PS: ## it doesnt make you crazy though ##
PS: ## just human ##
HH: thanks
HH: it means a lot
HH: ...evan
PS: ## yeah? ##
HH: if we do run into jeanne
HH: take the scepter
HH: and run
PS: ## why? ##
HH: because i refuse to let her touch you
HH: and i've faced her before
PS: ## what a*out you? ##
HH: i won't let you die on me again
HH: just
HH: promise me
PS: ## *ut you cant fight her *y yourself ##
PS: ## even with godmode ##
HH: i don't care
PS: ## *ut i do ##
HH: i'm a knight
-- petrifiedSeeker [PS] takes her hand --
HH: it's my role
HH: i have to protect you
HH: all of you
HH: at any cost
PS: ## you cant do that if youre dead tho ##
PS: ## and more importantly ##
PS: ## i cant do it ##
PS: ## not now ##
HH: but you'd be alive
PS: ## and youd *e gone ##
HH: evan, i buried you once
HH: i can't do it again
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] tears up --
-- petrifiedSeeker [PS] puts an arm around her shoulders --
PS: ## if we go well go together ##
PS: ## im not leavin you to fight alone ##
HH: i can't ask that of you
PS: ## you dont have to ##
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] hugs petrifiedSeeker [PS] --
PS: ## *ut itll *e *etter for *oth of us if we dont run into her ##
PS: ## lets get rid of this thing ##
HH: of course
PS: ## to lomag then? ##
HH: aye, cap'n
PS: ## alright ##
PS: ## you might want to hang onto somethin ##
PS: ## this parts still a *it rough ##
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] takes petrifiedSeeker [PS]'s hand --
HH: how's that?
PS: ## works for me ##
PS: ## :] ##
-- petrifiedSeeker [PS] gives her hand a squeeze --
-- petrifiedSeeker [PS] turns the Santorini's course to LOMAG --
-- petrifiedSeeker [PS] ceased pestering hyperactiveHistorian [HH] at 19:07 --
Potential throwaway
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] began pestering amazonaReveille [AR] at 19:39 --
- Spoiler:
- HH: shea!
AR: Hi
HH: i talked to him
AR: Oh?
HH: he likes me back
AR: Congratulations. :)
HH: we're going to loqal now, he said he'd show me around
AR: Oh!
HH: what?
AR: Um.
AR: Remember the conversation that started this? >_>
HH: oh
HH: yes
AR: Well... um... remember how we were all kind of sketchy about who we were talking about? <_<
HH: what about it?
HH: oh
HH: ...
HH: you mean
AR: Yeah. :/
HH: you had a thing for evan?
AR: ...
AR: No!
HH: oh
HH: oh good
AR: Matt.
HH: i would've felt so terrible
AR: And well...
AR: We spent all that time dancing around it then you said you were heading off to talk to him...
HH: ...oh
HH: oh
HH: shea, i'm so sorry
HH: not what i meant
HH: at all
AR: It's okay
AR: No, no, it's alright.
AR: I talked to him.
HH: i was going to apologize for trying to kill him
HH: kind of the exact opposite!
AR: Heehee...
AR: Yeah, he explained that.
HH: no offense to him, but
HH: that
HH: no
AR: Heh...
AR: Um.
AR: Well.
HH: who was the second?
AR: <_<
AR: Ah... that's kind of what I need to apologize for.
AR: I kind of lied to you last time.
HH: about what?
AR: I said normally I would bug Joan about this but she was busy...
AR: Well...
AR: That wasn't the reason. >_>
HH: she wasn't answering pc either?
AR: No.
AR: She WAS the other one.
HH: oh
HH: huh.
AR: Yeeeaaaah.
AR: :./
AR: I told you it was weird.
HH: ...joansprite?
HH: i don't think joan is weird
HH: but going with a sprite...with tentacles...might be
AR: Um.
AR: No.
AR: Er.
AR: Just... regular Joan.
HH: i don't think it's all that weird
AR: You don't?
AR: I guess I just never thought about it before....
HH: either have i, really
HH: honestly, the weirdest part of it would be if joan stopped flirting with everyone =P
AR: She kinda assured me that wasn't going to happen, but...
AR: Well...
HH: you all right?
AR: Just having a minor identity crisis is all.
HH: oh, is that all?
HH: you'll be fine
AR: I get the feeling it's part of the game.
AR: Let's kidnap a bunch of teenagers and twist their brains!
HH: heh
AR: >_<
HH: i can see that as part of the mission statement...
HH: i just had to watch evan bury me
AR: Oh God.
HH: it's okay...
HH: i already buried him, so we're even
AR: :(
AR: Wait.
AR: He did the thing too?
HH: um
HH: no
AR: :?
HH: he died before he could
AR: What?
HH: i brought him back
AR: How?
AR: Oh. Glenys said there was a way to do that...
AR: I thought she was talking about the Godtier thing.
HH: if someone dies, and you kiss them, it wakes up their dreamself to take their place
HH: he can't do god tier now
AR: But he's okay.
AR: That's what matters.
AR: Right?
HH: would've been considerably less awkward if i'd gotten to tell him before that...
AR: But it's done.
AR: No sense in beating yourself up further.
AR: :)
HH: right
HH: i'm just glad i wasn't too late...
AR: So...
AR: You and Evan huh?
HH: yeah
HH: =)
AR: I'm glad you two found each other then.
HH: so am i
HH: what about you?
AR: I'm still in lovelife limbo, I guess.
HH: you'll be fine
HH: you'll make the right call
AR: But... well, I took your advice, they know, and... well I guess they're just waiting now.
HH: i can't give you any more advice
AR: I still feel like no matter what I do I'm leaving someone behind with a broken heart.
AR: :/
HH: you're the only one who knows who's right for you
HH: and since joan's not around to make the comment, i guess i will
HH: very easy solution that will leave everyone happy
HH: threesome?
AR: Heehee...
AR: ...
HH: hm?
AR: Um.
AR: Nothing.
AR: :)
AR: I guess you'll want me to keep you informed if something changes.
HH: i just want to make sure you're all right
AR: Thanks, Eris.
HH: no problem
AR: I'll leave you two alone now. :D
HH: quiet, you
AR: ;)
-- hyperactiveHistorian [HH] ceased pestering amazonaReveille [AR] at 20:31 --
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