Hivebond

[fenrir]

Rohter was now huddled against his recuprecoon, with nothing better to do than wait out the current storm. Storms always set him on edge, as that meant his lusus would be making a return trip. Oh well, time to bide his time and wait. Maybe if he was lucky he could avoid a confrontation. Unfortunately, the thunder begged to differ. Oh well, he opened up his laptop to see who was on. Ah, it was her. He double clicked on violentFreedom, thunder bellowed in protest.

 

Well thunder can just go f*** off.

 

[spoiler=nF/vF]

NF: Hey.

VF: Oh,my favouritemechanic. Wonderful!

NF: And my favorite, yawn, high blood that isn't a douche.

VF: Aww,you alwaysget sobored. :)

 

VF: Youdon't HAVEto talkto meyou know.

NF: Why not?

 

NF: Nothing better to do besides wait.

 

NF: Sigh, storm's brewing.

VF: Ihaven't seena stormin along time.

NF: Not surprised.

VF: Wellit iskinda surprising,I guess,considering Ilive upin themountains. Butwhatever.

NF: I'm still surprised you haven't seen the sea.

VF: I'dlike to,one day.:)

NF: I thought you high bloods were all about the sea.

 

NF: Besides, yaaaaawn, Ventus

 

NF: But he's a douche so he doesn't count.

VF: Ihad anice conversationwith Ventus,gog!

 

VF: Allyou dois puthim down.):

 

VF: Nowonder he'sa doucheto you.

NF: He's a douche to me because I'm lower.

 

NF: He's just jealous I'm a better mechanic.

 

NF: Ugh.

VF: Maybehe is,but you'reboth waytoo seriousabout thestupid spectrum.

NF: Because maybe, uhh, it effects our lives?

VF: Itshouldn't. Ithink it'ssilly.

 

VF: Whoeven decidedwhat colouris better?Because whoeverTHEY wereshould receivethe douchetreatment!

NF: Whoever they are, yawn, are dead.

VF: Rightfullyso!

 

VF: Ohno, thatsounded reallymean. Idon't wantanyone todie! :(

NF: Wait are you talking to that no-good high blood who can't even meld himself the engine for a, yaaaaaaaaaawn, spacecraft?

 

NF: Low atmosphere aircraft I mean.

 

NF: Jeeze.

 

NF: I think this storm is making me, sigh, edgey.

VF: Iwas talkingto him.Not anymore!

 

VF: Andgeez, you'llbe fineprovided youdon't stupidlyfly aplane insuch weather.

NF: It's not that.

 

NF: I mean my lusus

 

NF: And how he gets all...

 

NF: Uh, violent.

 

NF: In this, yawn, weather.

VF: WHEEWHOOSH BOOMBOOM EXPLOSIONKILL EVERYTHINGBLOWS UP!

 

VF: Likethat, right?

NF: Yes.

 

NF: But with more deadly lightning being arced at me.

 

NF: Why can't for once my lusus channel his undying anger in that state at that purple-blooded-douchebag?

 

NF: Yawn.

VF: Don'teven saythings likethat. >:(

NF: You and I both know he's an ass.

 

NF: What's worse is when he tried to hit on you that one time.

 

NF: Absolutely pathetic.

 

NF: Wait did he actually hit on you or was that someone, uhhh, else?

VF: Idon't evenremember. Idon't rememberthings likethat.

 

VF: ButI doremember whenpeople makenasty commentsabout eachother. >:(

NF: Sorry.

 

NF: Oh.

VF: Ifyou gaveeach othera chanceI'm sureyou'd getalong.

NF: I think I recognize that roar.

 

NF: The roar of my lusus.

 

NF: I'll talk to you later, yawn, presuming I'm not fried.

 

NF: Makes you wonder how iguanas roar.

 

NF: Oh well.

VF: Uhh,yeah, sure.That issomething Iwonder alot.

 

VF: Soum, isthere anythingelse youneed?

NF: No actually.

 

NF: I'll talk to you, yawn, some other time.

VF: Notto berude oranything Rohter,but Ishould probablysleep.

 

VF: Imean Ithink it'snight time.

NF: You mean day time?

VF: Idunno! :)

NF: Unless you're becoming Nexxen.

VF: Oh,sure, becauseme andhim areso alike!:P

NF: Regardless, ugh, talk to you later.

VF: Bye!

 

 

She was pretty nice to talk to out of your friends. Some argue you have flushed feelings for her, but you call hoofbeastshit on that. It would be impossible for you to have interest in someone in the two reproductive quadrants. Unless they shared your passion for EXPLOSIONS! Even then that's pretty silly.

 

Thunder boomed once more whilst lightning flashed in the corner of his eyes. He should probably turn off the power before something silly happens, but you have something more important to do. With a sigh Rohter moved his cursor over demonicVaccuous. This should be interesting.

 

[spoiler=nF/dV]

NF: You.

DV: Me?

DV: What?

NF: Yes you.

NF: You, yawn, talked to her again didn't you?

NF: Or was it vice versa?

NF: Whatever.

DV: I

DV: I think she's stalking me. <_<

NF: Don't be a dumbass. We both know it's just her psionic ability.

NF: I just, uh, dislike it.

NF: When she talks to you.

DV: Oh really? What, you got a thing for her, huh?

NF: No.

NF: I don't have time for this.

NF: A storm is brewing, yawn, and you know what that means.

NF: Wait, you don't.

NF: Nevermind.

DV: I don't have time for your riddles and spouting senseless words form your protein chute, so stuff it down with that stubby bulge of yours, if you think you can bend that far.

NF: Oh man don't even get me started.

NF: I wish my lusus directed this s*** at you instead of, yawn, me.

NF: It would be amusing as hell.

NF: Watching you squirm in agony as you get electrocuted to death.

NF: Your frail non-psychic mind struggle to comprehend what was, uhh, going on.

DV: You know, it's almost funny the sick fantasies that you turn out. If I didn't know any better I'd say that you were waxing black for me. And flattered though I would be if I had the time, I really don't.

NF: Oh man you and I both know we don't swing that way.

NF: Yawn, it would be stupid to even think that.

DV: You're the one making the implications with your actions.

DV: I personally dfon't care for it.

NF: What.

NF: A little rivalry doesn't mean kismesitude

NF: I'm just saying I hate it when you talk to her.

NF: Yawn.

NF: That and your inventions.

DV: Well if she wants to talk to me, that's her decision. I personally don't think that you're in any position to be complaining, stuck on that little island of yours.

DV: And what about my inventions?

NF: Maybe I like it here, uh, huh?

NF: It's not so bad.

NF: Working in peace.

NF: Oh don't get me started, sigh.

DV: When the dolphins don't interrupt you.

DV: That's right, I know about them.

NF: "Oh Rohter I made some energy sword oh!"

DV: I have to deal with them myself when they come so shore.

DV: <_<

NF: "Oh Rohter my appearifier oh!"

NF: Yawn.

DV: You and your sarcasm sicken me.

NF: I have depth charges.

NF: I'm sure you'd like that.

DV: Why don't you just crawl back into the hole tha tyou glubbed out of?

NF: Unfortunately I'm not a sea dweller.

NF: Yawn, sorry to ruin that for you.

NF: We normal land dwellers don't glub.

NF: Sigh, just saying.

DV: And neither do I. Or did you miss the fact that I steal quirks and puns after all this time?

DV: Look, do us both a favor.

NF: From who?

DV: Thus your chitinous windhole.

DV: And f*** off.

NF: Yawn, no one.

NF: Do me a favor then.

NF: Find the most secluded, smallest hole you can fit in.

NF: And die.

DV: Sorry, not happening. I have too many important things that I have to tend to.

DV: Not that you would understand that.

NF: Like being a high-blood bone bulge.

DV: Wait...you know about that?

DV: Whatever, like I give a f***.

NF: Oh my gog are you serious?

NF: Living by the sea, extremely powerful lusus, freakishly castle looking hive, yaaaawn, high blood.

DV: Let's get one things straight, once and for all.

DV: I don't give a flying f*** about any of that.

DV: Never did.

DV: Never will.

NF: Yeah you might not, but the majority of the planet, ugh, does.

DV: Boy, don't I know it.

NF: And in the end that's what matters.

NF: What are you even complaining, uuuh, about.

DV: Well it won't matter for much longer.

NF: You're not low on the freaking hemospectrum

DV: Oh, like that's supposed to be my fault all of a sudden?

NF: No, but it's your fault my life is annoying.

NF: That's, yawn, for sure.

DV: You wish.

 

nuclearFurnace [nF]'s computer imploded.

 

 

 

Suddenly a bolt of lighting struck the tip of the cannon, ricocheting down the cylinder. It struck the main control console and then bounced and struck Rohter's laptop, blowing it to chunks. The lights went off. The only source of light was a small green light emitting from under the see-through walkway around the cannon. The furnace was still on and thus there was still heat. Before he could get up and turn on the backup generator, a loud roar echoed around the room. He scrambled up to look out a window.

 

The grim figure of his lusus was only visible due to the arcs of lightning cascading off his back.

 

Oh hell no.

[bury the year]

> Be the Ferris wheel.

 

Ferris wheels are inanimate, you dumbshit.

 

> Be Arliss Rivern.

 

Very good. You are currently standing within the top pod of your hive, which is ironically shaped like a FERRIS WHEEL. This little space functions as your BEDROOM, or rather your ROOM OF RECUPERATION. It also has your spare clothing in it, which is good, because you just got back from STUFFING A CUTTLEFISH. Those things have more guts than Euclid would allow in a single space.

 

Anyways, while absentmindedly changing out of your now-ruined T-SHIRT into a fresh and identical one, you stop to grumble for a second. You have no clue why you are being designated a SHORT-ORDER COOK by the troll royalty - it's probably because you are LOW-ISH ON THE HEMOSPECTRUM. You wanted to explore your freedoms with passion and self-direction, not conform to the whims of another!

 

...whatever. Spouting prose like that will get you nowhere. You are snapped out of your reverie by the beeping of your TOUCHPAD – apparently, one of your less-seen chums is online. Letting a final grumble escape your lips, you shuck the SQUID GUTS from the floor and, with a single well-aimed chuck, hurl them out of your WINDOW. To hell for where they land.

 

[spoiler=UC pesters NF]UC: f1nallygotsomesparet1me

UC: whatd1dyouwannatalkabout

NF: Oh you.

NF: Nothing, yawn, in particular.

NF: I don't remember our conversation truthfully.

UC: youneedtostartcar1ngaboutth1ngsmoreoften

NF: I'm sorry.

NF: Wait no I'm not.

UC: orelse1llarr1veatyourhouse1ndragtoscareyououtofyourapathy

NF: Good luck getting through the turrets and depth charges.

NF: Speaking of which I'm sort of, sigh, busy.

UC: noproblem

UC: noyourenot

NF: I am, yawn.

UC: f1ne

NF: I'm about to send this drone to Ventus.

UC: bel1kethat

UC: ahcrap

UC: gottagoseeyalater

 

 

Your last comment was due to you hearing a SUSPICIOUS GROANING SOUND from outside the safety of your Ferris wheel hive. Apparently, some UNFORTUNATE TROLL must have been caught underneath the heap of PROJECTILE-LAUNCHED INTESTINES. No matter. You wander over to the wall and pull a LEVER to turn the Ferris wheel so that your currently-occupied pod is at ground level.

[Shadow Zero]

Unelievable. Ubefuckinlievable. As if dealing with Rohter again wasn't bad enough, you just got splattered with fish guts. You move your laptop onto the ground as calmly as possible, then stand up. "Aaarrliiiiiss!!!" This isn't the first time that troll has hit you with fish guts either, and as you go inside to change into another shirt, this one having a circle with a lightning bolt through it like the one you have on, you seeth about what happened and clean yourself off as best you can. You then change into a clean shirt and walk back outside, sitting on the ground and grabbing your laptop. You're not into the whole starting of sick fires as much as some of the other guys you know, but you are definitely pissed, and you're about to let the perp know it.

 

[spoiler=>Troll Arliss Rivern]

DV: ARLIIIS!

DV: You just threw fish guts at me, didn't you!

UC: what

UC: no

UC: yourheadwasunderneathmy1ntest1nes

DV: Yes you did, don't lie!

UC: honey

UC: 1dontl1e

UC: 1havenoneedto

DV: Sure you don't explain to me then why the f*** I just had to clean fish guts off of me and change into a clean shirt!

DV: You know I hate having to waste clothing like htat. <_<

UC: justgetanewpa1r

UC: duh

DV: Look, would you just be more careful where you sling your fish guts? It's not like this is the first time that this has happened you know.

UC: ofcourse1t1snt

UC: 1tstheth1rdt1me

UC: youshouldknowwhen1mclean1ngf1sh

DV: Like I can be bothered to remember your schedule. Why do you even fling that stuff around anyway?

UC: because1dontl1kemyh1vesmell1ngl1keanaugerystand

DV: Whatever, just be more careful where ou throw that s***.

DV: Throw it into the sea or something next time.

UC: f1nef1ne

UC: anywayswhyareyouhere

DV: What do you mean why am I here? You live just on the other side of my Lusus's cave.

DV: How do you even throw that far anyway?

UC: shouldntyourlususbew1thyouanyways

UC: 1juggle

UC: helpsw1tharmstrength

DV: He tends to hunt or sleep in his cave when he is not busy giving me lectures. Thankfully it's the latter, which means that I don't have to deal with his prattle until after his next hunt.

UC: whatever

UC: m1nesneveraround

UC: so1tsamootpo1nt

UC: anyways1dbestbego1ng

UC: mysoufflew1llbeoutoftheovensoon

DV: Fine, whatever, just be more careful from now on, okay? I don't want to smell like a naugery stand either.

UC: "an augery"

UC: knowyourvocabulary

DV: Whatever, it's hard to know what you're saying at times, you never use the space bar. <_<

DV: Later.

UC: canthelp1t

UC: later

 

 

[Nexev]

Ah there your ninja friend is. You two are like the bestest of pail flarping pals and you would never do anything silly like vow to kill her for being a pirate. Especially because there is no way she is a pirate at all that would be silly. You go on and totally decimate the quest in a completely awesome way because you two are just that much bestest. The two of you then talk about that new game Sgrub, you find it a bit odd that she knows of it and already has a copy since it was pretty limited but you manage to get her to agree to join your session. Infact she turned out to already be scedueled to join that session. What a weird coincidence, you will have to ask Felixe about it later.

 

So she is totally going to be your server player because she is completely awesome.

 

You start installing the game, it might take awhile. If this was a rp or something it would take just enough time for some other people to post to respond to this.

 

But that is just silly.

[Proto]

=> Szaras: CONTINUE THE ADVENTURIN'!

 

You're trying! This freaking forest is just so damn big! Sometimes you wonder how that NINJA GIRL gets around here so quickly... Maybe you should reconsider with your LUSUS, he may be a jerk but at least he knows his way around this place...NO! He declined the beckoning! You are to do this on your own, for what sort of a warrior would you be if you just went back begging to people every time you think you might fail a EPIC QUEST.....

 

But maybe consulting a NOBLE SQUIRE may assist you..

 

[spoiler=hH/pC]

HH: HI-PIRATE-GIRL!

PC: oh gog dammit its you

PC: what do ye want from me?

HH: Well-I-was-wondering-whether-you-know-where-to-find-a-map!

PC: a map?

HH: I-just-figured-since-you're-like-a-pirate

PC: what kind of map do ye mean?

HH: A-map-to-get-me-out-of-this-gog-damn-forest!

PC: all aye have is a pirrrrate map that ive been making

HH: Aww....

PC: aye mean it has a forest

HH: Really?

PC: but it leads to it

PC: i suppose ye could follow it backwards

PC: lemme send it to ye

-- prodigiousCaptain [PC] sent honoraryHuntsman [HH] the file "yemap.jpg" --

HH: It-looks-kinda-weird...

PC: aye never got around to finish it

HH: But-I-can-follow-it!

HH: Thanks-Pirate-Girl!

PC: yeah sure

PC: all aye ask forrrr in rrrrreturnnnnn is any possible treassssure ye might find for the next few weeks

HH: Oh-that-sounds-reasonable

HH: Wait-I-was-supposed-to-get-a-legendary-weapon-from-Venty!

HH: It's-what-I-needed-the-map-for...

PC: oh well that sucks for ye

HH: Grrr...

PC: too bad don't be caring

PC: have a arrrtastic day

 

 

Why that stupid double-crossing little... Oh well since you have the map you might as well use it, though you complained before it is pretty high-quality for something like this...

 

After a few minutes of just stumbling and jabbing anything that moves, you FINALLY reach the cross in the road that leads towards the flamboyant tower where Ventus is probably just sitting on his lazy ass and using some lousy "gelatin" crap, he should make PRIZED WEAPONS for you a lot more often instead of just sitting in that stupid room of his watching Troll Baywatch.

 

You walk up the large and desolate castle and take a few knocks at the front door, he better have something for you for all the gog damn trouble you went through to get here..

 

Oh well, you guess that it'll be okay, so what if you can't have your LEGENDARY WEAPON OF DESTRUCTION, a heroes most greatest trait is honor and humbleness. So what if that PIRATE GIRL stole the most prized weapon in your entire lifespan, at the end of the day isn't being a hero all about slaying dragons and being good?

 

....Speaking of dragons what the hells with that burning smell around here? It's almost as if Ventus just has one of them lurking in his basement, waiting to attack a unwitted passerby...

[Shadow Zero]

You decided to go inside for a moment to get a drink. Just as you are getting back to the front door, you hear knocking. You think to yourself that Szaras must have finally arrived and open the door. Sure enough, he is there, but so is your Dragon. Right behind him, crouching, his maw open wide and about to eat him.

 

Using reflexes borne of years of fighting with your Lusus, you jump up above its head and slam your fist into its snout, causing it to slam its mouth shut and reel backwards, howling in pain. Taking advantage of this, you extend your arm and grab onto your Lusus's tail, causing it to fall on its back due to already being off balance. you then jump onto it and pummel it in its gut region several times before jumping off again. Your Lusus howls in rage and pain as it turns onto its front side again. Turning its head towards you, your Lusus rears back before letting loose a jet of white hot flames. You dodge to the side and run towards your Lusus, but your Lusus turns its head to follow you, vausing you to have to run around until you completely circle it. You then climb up on your Lusus as it twists its head back around and prepares to let loose another wave of flames you take one arm and wrap it around your Lusus's maw, keeping it tightly shut as you pummel on every part of your Lusus you can reach, trying to get it to submit. After several long minutes of this, your Lusus finally, and painfully moans in surrender. As it lowers its head to the ground, you release your grip on its maw and walk towards Szaras. "Sorry about that. My Lusus can be a bit overprotective at times." You then bow once and open your arms wide in a welcoming gesture as you rise from your bowing. "Welcome to my not so humble abode."

[Proto]

Szaras had drawn his Hunting Spear, brandishing his polearm for a second before seeing the fight was over. "Oh! Hi Venty! Sorry about getting him angry.. mines was never that angry at guests before. But then again I don't really get many visitors!" He then saw a glimpse of the LEGENDARY WEAPON inside his room and dashed in, knocking his friend to the side as he picked up the weapon.

 

The weapon was a long sleek white pole, it extended to roughly three feet, making it long then the average polearm, it looked shiny and pretty but then there was the front.. Szaras gasped, it was beautiful, the large chainsaw blade really looked like it could do some damage! But what really got his attention was the flamethrower nozzle directly below the blade, this was clearly a most potent weapon for the average hunter.

 

You quickly stash the SWEET LOOT into your Specibi, you might have to give it to the PIRATE GIRL later, but for now you can keep it... she never said when she needed to have it did she?

 

You go back and pick your friend off from the ground "Sorry... but this thing was just SOO COOL!" You take a few test swings at your friend's unconcious LUSUS, minding to keep your blade away from it's head. "Sooo... what'cha wanna do now I'm here?"

[Shadow Zero]

You walk back in front of Szaras, ready to show him into your hive. This turns out to be a mistake as he sees and immediately dashes towards the weapon that you made for him, knocking you over in the process. This, needless to say, makes you quite disgruntled, but you try to stay calm as Szaras comes back to help you up, thanking you for the weapon and giving it a few practice swings, clearly pleased with it. He then asks what to do to which you just shrug. You never really gave it any thought, and he is the first visitor that you have ever had. Still, that doesn't mean that you don't have some idea as to what to do. "Well, I could show you around. Don't let my hive fool you though, it's not as extravagant as it looks or feels." You then walk inside, expecting that Szaras will follow, planning to show him a few areas of the hive and let him explore the rest on his own at his leisure.

[Ice.]

After finishing that awesome quest Edwina brings up an idea to play a game. You decide to, since you actually just got it. However, you're kind of surprised she has it. It doesn't matter though, because she's pretty cool. You download the Server part of the game and wait. While you were downloading it that annoying forest kid asked you for a map. You feel content in knowing that you just conned him out of an awesome weapon. You pour some more Iced Tea as you watch the last few seconds of it finish. You take a sip of your Iced Tea as...

 

you see that Ninja b**** on your screen. You spit out the Iced Tea and discuss this serious matter.

 

[spoiler=Show Gamechat.]

 

[EN]Okary we got this hearrr garme ar starrting.

[EN]Carn ye see me mate?

[sS]W_hat t_e f__k is t__ N_n_a bi__h do__g her_e?

[EN]Oh, tis be arkwarrd.

[EN]Wellllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll

[sS]Wh_r_ t_e f__k is Ed_i_a?

[EN]I be Edwinar.

[sS]W_oa.

[sS]W__a.

[sS]Wa_t

[sS]...Y_ou__e _dw__a?

[EN]Yar, tis ninjar being ar pirarte is silly.

[sS]L_ke a_tu_lly he_?

[EN]But pirartes arre kindar cool.

[EN]Yearh.

[sS]N_.

[sS]N_.

[sS]Y_u d__'t g_t _t.

[EN]Don't tell Korronar.

[EN]She'll marke fun of it.

[sS]I _hin_ s_e wou__ be ki_d of co__ider_te in th__ si__a__on.

[EN]Why would thart be?

[EN]Warit....

[EN]Arre you rearlly sayin...

[sS]T_y a l__tl_ har__r on th_ p__a_e acc__t too.

[EN]Oi, ye be mocking me accent matey? You must be that arrcurrsed wench then.

[EN]How's thart?

[EN]I arm not thart good art arccent to be honest.

[EN]I be copying someone else's speech.

[sS]_h, g__d en__gh.

[sS]S_m_ h_r_.

[EN]So ye be Korronar?

[EN]8O

[sS]H__es__ I _as j_s_ a_ sho__ed.

[sS]_h_ a_e w_ s_i_l us__g th_s?

[EN]We should swithc to trollian. Tis be redundent.

 

 

Well...that was kind of shocking. You didn't expect your best friend and morail to be your kismesis. Well, you're kind of shocked, but it doesn't matter. You can't be that depressed. She was really cool when you didn't know who she was. Maybe you two just got off on the wrong foot. That must be it. You two will definitely be best friends after this. This is in no way psychologically effecting you. You're so happy you grab the DART and aim at the DART BOARD and get a direct bullseye on her forehead. That was definitely thrown with friendship. You only could've pulled that off with friendship. She's such an honest person. Definitely not deceiving you over the internet.

 

You crack a really insane-looking smirk as you look back at the laptop.

 

...

 

Who the f*** are you kidding. Everything you have known up to now is a lie. She has you wrapped around her finger. That stupid ninja may finally win. You can't let her know that. No. You must pretend to be her friend. That must be it. That will be it. She'll see. You'll prove her evil plan wrong. You grab your Canon-Arm and shoot the DART BOARD, blowing up the Bullseye.

 

Or maybe you're just mad because you kind of got less treasure in the quest.

[fenrir]

Alright no need to freak out, you got this, you got this...

 

YOU DON'T f***ing GOT THIS.

 

Rohter quickly rolls to dodge an incoming lightning bolt. He was outside of his hive now, in what would best be described as his 'lawn'. Discarded guns littered the rocky ground and a few missile shells were half buried here and there. His lusus stood proudly at the shore, it's powerful canine looking limbs held the ground fast, as it arched his head back for another roar. Lightning struck the tip of it's single long, curved horn. A reminder of what he once had. Rohter clutched his fists; any harder and he would be bleeding. As the lightning ricocheted from it's single horn to the spikes on it's back, electricity cackled around it. It's horn and spikes were glowing now and it glared at Rohter. He merely responded with a 'tch' and drew Atom Cutter.

 

"Come on then."

[Amethyst Phoenix]

> Check on installation.

 

 

Having grown bored of screwing around with your fireworks, you decide to go check the progress of that Sgrub game's installation.

 

 

75%

 

 

....did you mention this thing was huge yet?

 

 

AND SUDDENLY YOU HEAR A REALLY LOUD NOISE.

 

This is obviously really ominous and forboding an signifies a crisis. DEAR LORD YOU ACTUALLY HAVE TO DO THINGS NOW THIS IS SCARY.

 

> Investigate source of noise.

 

After some DIRECTIONAL DECIPHERING you determine that the noise is coming from this room. Right here. *You look down to read the label on the red blip now flashing on your hivemap*

 

Oh no. Oh hell no. Oh f***ing falling nanchos no.

 

 

It's the repulsor engine room.

 

 

This....this is really going to distribute differential pressure across an orifice.

 

 

Gog you wish that tea was rum right about now.

 

 

> Use more magical kitty stardust

 

All that does is fuel the repulsor engines. If they're royally screwed like you're pretty sure they are, this will accomplish nothing.

 

Nonetheless, you never let an opportunity to stroke your lusus because he is the most ADORABLE KITTY CAT EV- No. This is serious time. Turn that :3 into a >_>

 

 

> Temporarily alleviate rapid descent via clever application of fireworks.

 

 

You dig around in your PYROVAULT for anything that might help. You suddenly get an idea, because this would be really boring if you didn't and just crashed and died. You retrieve 8 CALDERRA SPARKS from the vault. You've never had a chance to use these, mainly because there isn't enough space on your favorite balcony to set them up, and they aren't very safe to be anywhere near when lit. However, since they don't explode when their time is up and they last for a hella long time, they are perfect for the purpose you have in mind.

 

 

> Dolphin: Get really excited at your new fireworks.

 

I said "purpose" not "porpoise" you dumpass.

 

 

> Felixe: Be the pilot. Ride the tiger.

 

You take some heavy duty magnetized cables and attach them to the oversized fountain fireworks. You have no idea how these things work, but you really don't care. They WORK and that's all that matters. You attach the cables to this fancy saddle you also bought off of Trollbay by barely outbidding some prick who you were annoyed with at the time, for the hell of it of course. You then strap the saddle to your lusus and fly outside your hive. You detach the cables of 2 and strap them to the side of your hive using said cables, and then attach two more calderras upside down. You repeat this on the other side.

 

You then fly out to a different side of your hive, and select a vantage point that gives you a clear shot at both sets of fireworks. You rapidly fire a shot at each, lighting the fuses. When the fuses finish burning, all 8 fountains go off. The up and down ones balance each other out keeping your hive at a constant altitude, and each side stops the other from spinning your hive around like some sort of demonic flaming windmill.

 

You hurry back to your computer and immediately contact the best mechanic you know. Those fireworks won't last forever.

 

 

[spoiler=chatlog]

[uR] Rohter I require your assistance posthaste.

[uR] I have an urgent dilemma that requires your mechanical prowess.

[uR] Rohter?

[uR] ........s***.

 

 

[fenrir]

> Rohter: Be the hero, save the girl.

 

You'd be all over that but currently you're a bit... Preoccupied.

 

 

You barely dodge another lightning blast, the buckler of your Atom cutter was thrown to the side in a clutch block against one of his powerful claws. Your lusus primes another claw to your face but you manage to roll under his arm. You retaliate by inflicting a few cuts to his side, which besides the belly was actually vulnerable. Your lusus doesn't appreciate this, he uses his front paws as a point and performs a handstand over you, then following up by back flipping and landing across from you. He lowers his head and clicks his fangs together, taunting you.

 

He was one acrobatic bastard.

 

He lunged forward, horn barely brushing past your face as you sidestep and send a sword straight in his eye. Only you miss and cut under it. Bad move.

 

Your lusus roars and arches his back as he howls at a ridiculous speed, lightning striking the very top of your hive cannon. You faintly hear a 'SYSTEM MALFUNCTION' before it reachers the generator.

 

Fuc- BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAWWWWWM

 

A shockwave hits you square in the chest and flings you past the shore and over the ocean. You fly for a few miles from the sheer force and land ragged and beat up away from your island and on dry beach. You spit out some blood and reach in your pocket for your PDA. Oh hey someone has been pestering you gee who could it possibly be.

 

[spoiler=nF/uR]

nF: I just got beat up by my lusus.

nF: That is all, sigh, I have to say on the matter.

uR: That sounds like a rather....shocking turn of events

nF: Haha.

nF: What did you need?

uR: My repulsors suddenly stopped working.

uR: And they need to be fixed.

uR: Like...

uR: Really soon.

nF: I forget.

nF: Were you off the northern coast or the southern coast?

uR: I've input your coordinates. And I'm flying to you now.

nF: I'm not on my island.

uR: Oh snap.

nF: Northern shore of the ocean.

nF: Cannon malfunctioned and it blasted me here.

nF: Do you happen to have some tea? I think I'm bleeding.

uR: Yea, there's tea in the hive.

uR: You can have some if you help me.

nF: Yeah sure, yawn, whatever.

nF: We do this on a practical, uh, monthly basis anyways.

uR: Alright, I've located the island. Heading there now....

nF: Still have to install those coolers, I think that's the problem

uR: Oh god.

 

unveilingRaven [uR] has been knocked out by an explosion.

 

nF: Oh snap.

 

 

[Amethyst Phoenix]

>Felixe: Wake up. GIRL. Wake Up.

 

Felixe cannot wake up because she is currently KNOCKED THE HELL OUT.

 

 

> Lusus: Help Rohter help you help Felixe.

 

MEOW.

 

Upon determining that gentle headbutts will NOT help your charge recover from that desk edge to the troll equivalent of kidney right now, you decide to fly down there and fetch the mechaman on the floating catbox. At least, that's how you see it. You're just a kitty. A flying, ridable kitty. No, not that way you sick fucks.

 

 

MEOW.

[Shadow Zero]

You don't get any answer from Szaras, so you assume that he wouldn't mind being shown around. You don't mind, really. It's the first time that you've ever had a visitor, and you've always been of the staunch opinion that it is not worth having such a nice hive with all of the stuff in it if you can't have anyone to share it with. You proceed to show Szaras around the main floor, comprising of the living, sitting, and dining rooms, as well as a rather extravagant kitchen. You always make sure to clean the dishes once you are finished cooking and eating, so it remains as spotless as though it had been cleaned recently, which it had...by you. It's a rather huge chore cleaning the entire hive being that you have no helpers, but someone has to do it.

 

After showing Szaras around, you lead him over to your room, sure that he'll want to see some of the other stuff that you've made. However, no sooner do you reach halfway into your room then fish guts come flying into your room through the hole in your wall...and straight into your face. You stand there momentarily, irritated, but deciding to let it pass. The fish guts fall to the ground and you continue walking in, only to get your face plastered by fish guts again. Now you are really starting to get pissed and are also having to take deep calming breaths. Then, for a third and final time, you get your face plastered with fish guts. That's it, you've has it, shits about to hit the whirling device, and hard.

 

[spoiler=Troll Arliss Rivern]

DV: All right, you've had your chance, now you've offended me one to many times.

DV: I am coming over there, and I am kicking all your ass.

DV: That's really all there is to say on the matter.

DV: See you soon, soon to be departed Arliss.

 

 

 

>Be the Warrior, Take thy vengeance

 

A Better suggestion you have not heard yet. You jump out of the hole in your wall, grabbing onto the edge of it with your hand and letting your arm get longer and lower you safely to the ground. Gauntlets firmly in place, you head straight for the nearest launching point on the rather large hill that stands over your Lusus's cave. Once there, you grab onto two posts lying flat and face towards Arliss's Ferris Wheel shaped hive, slamming the two posts into the ground, You then back up, your fingers and arms stretching to their furthest. In a single instant, you have your arms and fingers retract to their normal size, rocketing you forward, and straight at Arliss, your fists drawn back to deal a very painful blow to the jaw, one which will break it easily if it lands.

[fenrir]

> Rohter: Be the wind, ride the kitty.

 

That is so f***ing stupid you might just have to punch whoever suggested tha- oh hey a flying kitty.

 

Of course you recognize this flying tiger to be your friend's lusus. This is not the first time you've met, as he licks your face in a sign of affection. You mutter something witty like 'salmon breath' and throw yourself on the saddle. You'd stand upright but you have the feeling your back will break. The adorable tiger kitty launches into the air and you hang on for dear life. You reach the hive rather quick, chuckling at Felixe's attempt at keeping it afloat.

 

Upon landing the kitty directs you to the knocked out Felixe. You sigh and go for the fridge first. You need a refreshment.

 

---

 

You and Dr. McMeowMeow work away at the repulsors. As you guessed, it was indeed the cooling system. You uncoil the small generators you placed in there, allowing the system to 'refresh' and work once more. Dr. MeowMeow compliments you on your precision. Why thank you Dr. McMeowMeow. I couldn't have done it without your companionship and of course this delicious cameowmile tea. You are truly a master brewer Dr. McMeowMeow. You return to Felixe's room and splash some ice cold tea on her face. Dr. McMeowMeow licks her face.

[bury the year]

> Arliss: Be the jackass, ride the Ferris wheel.

 

...the Ferris wheel is your hive. You aren’t going to rid it – that would be silly. However, your most recent set of shenanigans proved that you are in fact a jackass. You feel oddly satisfied about that little exchange, though. Maybe it’s the SADIST HALF of you that’s getting worked up again. Whatever. With your TRUSTY CHEF STEEL and CLEAVER with you, you are unstoppable. At least, unstoppable in a shanking contest.

 

> Arliss: Check your Pesterchum.

 

Well, that’s interesting. Seems like Ventus wants to get the last laugh in this situation. It seems like he was trying to troll you earlier, but you missed it while operating your FERRIS WHEEL.

 

[spoiler=DV troll(ed) UC.]DV: All right, you've had your chance, now you've offended me one to many times.

DV: I am coming over there, and I am kicking all your ass.

DV: That's really all there is to say on the matter.

DV: See you soon, soon to be departed Arliss.

 

 

Someone’s hissy. Shit just hit the fan. In fact, shit bitchslapped the fan after shit discovered that the fan was cheating on it with the manure that lived down the street. Shit was not happy. Oh well. You ponder why he was so suddenly upset, and then realize that you had thrown a bit too many cuttlefish guts at once. The ORBITAL SPIN of the load must have made them split apart and land with a time delay. Basic physics and whatnot. You fire off a not-so-timely response.

 

[spoiler=UC trolls DV.]UC: coolbeans

UC: justremembertoducknextt1me

 

 

Poor Venven. Nothing like a well-trained CHEFARIOUS KNIFENUT to put him in his place. Placing your touchpad down on a nearby CONVENIENT OTTOMAN while tapping your fingers against the ROUNDED LEVER KNOB that controlled your hive, you yank it down, swinging open the doors with a dramatic “WHOMP!”

 

You step outside, and brace yourself for the pounding heat from the Alternian sun above. The soft sound of waves against shoreline echo into your conscience, but other than that you hear nothing.

 

...except for the sound of a catapult’s release and a troll flying at your face. You can only think of one thing to do, and hey, why not practice what you preach?

 

You duck.

[Amethyst Phoenix]

> Felixe: Wake up in a startled manner.

 

You are pulled from the semi-erotic dream you were definitely not having that was definitely not inspired by that Seer/Sylph slashfic you were definitely not reading by a sudden wave of cold deliciousness. And then roughness. Rough like where that not-dream was not going not.

 

You jerk awake to find a face full of kitty. The aroma of tea hangs in the air, and your face feels rather damp. Your hive is back to its usual stability. They must have fixed the problem.

 

Good kitty and Rohter. Best friends.

 

 

"What the fiery brimstone abode of the damned just happened?"

 

 

And why is your face so wet?

 

You need a towel.........

 

 

> Make Rohter a copy of Sgrub.

 

You need multiple people to play the game anyway, and he's obviously the most competent person you know. Which isn't really saying much now that you think about it.

 

You copy the server and client programs for Sgrub onto a MeowSB drive for Rohter.

 

 

You guess you can fly him back to his hive too.

[Shadow Zero]

You miss your target, but you do manage to smash through the window on the other sied of the pod. You then do a mid-air flip and land on your feet, skidding along the ground for a good twenty feet. Once you have gotten up from your crouching position, you turn and run towards the pod, drawing your arms back and throwing them forwards and upwards as you do. They grab onto one of the parts of the ferris wheel above the lowest pod and draw you in, the forward momentum carrying you over the pod. As you complete the arm assisted jump over the pod, you raise your gauntleted hands into the air with them clasped into a single fist, bringing it down over the head of Arliss, covered in cuts and lacerations from some of the glass that managed to graze against you and clearly very pissed. If the blow hits, it would surely cause him to reel back in a dazed state, if not become knocked out.

 

STRIFE B*TCHES!

[fenrir]

Rohter was sitting on a chair he pulled out from another room, reading the schematics he had left for the repulsors for his future self, which is to say his current self. Felixe awoke with a jolt, mostly due to Dr. McMeowMeow licking her face. She mutters something along the lines of "what happened...?" You try to think of something cool to say, something you used to find so easy to do. Oh well. "So uh. Those fireworks." You attempt to break the ice and fail. "Was my temporary solution satisfactory to you?" You freeze, unable to think of a response. Gogdamnit weren't you the one to hold conversations before? "It worked yeah. Although next time use something with a bit more, uh, boom?" You try to hide the obvious smartass tone. "Any more 'boom' would run the risk of collateral damage to my hive. And I think one explosion propelling me into hard objects is enough." Felixe responded, clutching at her still sore gut. "It feels like I got kicked by a musclebeast." Rohter growled lowly. "Whatever floats your boat. Or well, hive in this case. And speak for yourself, you didn't get shocked then flung for a few miles before landing face first in rough shore sand... Rock things. Whatever." He let a yawn escape from his mouth.

 

"The severity of your plight is duely noted, yet does nothing to diminish the pain. Now if you would be so inclined, please assist me into traversing over to a cushioned relaxation device." Felixe seemed to be having trouble keeping her balance. Hopefully there was no internal bleeding. That would be a very anticlimactic and, quite frankly, lame death. She WOULD check, but there was no way any clothes were coming off in front of Rohter. That would too embarrassing. And embarrassment was something she hated. Hated almost as much as that one prick she hated so much that he must always be the benchmark for hatred. Stupid prick. Adding obligatory monotony to her analogies.

 

Rohter complied and got up, supporting Felixe by the waist and slinging her arm over his shoulder in probably the most cliche way he could think of. Oh well. "Yeah yeah. Oh and I set the co-ordinates for my hive." He also set up some fireworks on a balcony, but he wouldn't tell her this. "Glad to see you retained your knowledge of working the navigational consoles in here. Oh." She suddenly remembered the gift she had for him. Felixe fumbled around in her pocket for a second and then produced a small device. "I just got this really interesting game called Sgrub. It's apparently multiplayer only, so I made you a copy of it on this." Rohter mumbled something. "I'm not much of a gamer anymore..." It seemed like the 50th time he'd said that to her. "...But I guess I can try."

 

"We are both well aware that you will wind up enjoying it if you just let yourself get into it. Oh, and try not to spill any tea on that MeowSB" she added, the slight trace of a smirk glancing her face. He grumbled something like "...until some b**** cuts my horn off." He hoped she didn't hear that. "Yeah yeah. Whatever." A familiar sound rang in his ears, they had arrived. He set her down in what would be her living room. "This'll do right? I believe this is my stop." Dr.McMeowMeow meowed. "It would appear we have arrived. My lusus can take you down there. You seem to have already mastered the art of cat flying. I suppose I'll let my hive just float here for a few hours. That way if there's any issues with those coolers you'll be close by, which means we can avoid another fiasco like this. Plus I'm feeling kind of fatigued all of a sudd...en." As she finished her sentence, Felixe seemed to be drifting off to sleep. Apparently that explosion took more of a toll on her than she thought. She'd probably be embarrassed at falling asleep like that, but being unconscious at least carries the benefit of being unable to experience embarrassment.

 

He exited the room and onto the balcony. Good thing there was a storm before, this meant the AA turrets would have short circuited. He actually wanted to use fireworks to distract them, he even would have positioned them how he did when he was a Grub when they were still into kiddy explosions like this. (Okay well, he could never say that to Felixe's face. She was more artistic when it came to this stuff.) Rohter and Dr. McMeowMeow spiraled downward and landed safely on the volcanic island. They bid their farewells and he entered his hive once more.

[Proto]

Szaras: STOP STANDIN' AROUND AND ASSIST YOUR COMRADE.

 

You stop digging through your friends AWESOME STUFF to see that he has left you and has gone to fight that CLOWN GIRL. You wonder HOW exactly you would be able to help your friend, given the fact that he has just performed a move that you would clearly be unable to mimic even if you DID know how all these stupid things worked. You instead continue tearing through the large amount of UNFINISHED PROJECTS AND ITEMS in his room.

 

Hmm.. boring, useless, too heavy... oh what's this!

 

You locate a SHINY LOOKING GAME DISC!

 

You never really thought Venty was a gamer sorta guy, but while you have it you might as well use it for something if he isn't. Sgrub eh? Pretty WEIRD AND SOMEWHAT GENERIC name for a game but you've never really played one in a while. Damn LUSUS says it would rot your brain, well he's the one to talk, he didn't even answer the call to one of those EPIC QUESTS that he loved so much.

 

You put the disc in Ventus' computer and boot it up, judging that your CHEAP PIECE OF s*** of a labtop that you found lying around wouldn't be powerful enough to work with it.

 

[spoiler=SGRUB CLIENT]Sgrub Version 0.0.1

 

@MEDIUMNET INCORPORATED. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

 

SGRUB Client is running.

 

Waiting for server to establish connection...

 

 

The hell does this mean?

 

Well, better wait for Venty to show up and help with this crap, why is that nerd never here when you need him?

[bury the year]

> Arliss: Call time out and assess damages.

 

Well, this was an interesting chain of events. Mr. Catapult-Troll decided to not listen to the laws of physics and/or common sense and subsequentially flew right through the PLATE GLASS WINDOW on the opposite side of the hive's pod. It erupted with a wonderful "CRASH!", which would normally be therapeutic for you in a way. However, you are currently too busy at mentally calculating REPAIR COSTS and grimacing because of them. Shards of glass littered the sandy dirt outside, with a few from the recoil illuminating the pod inside.

 

Seeing Ventus jump up out of the corner of your eye, you rush into the FERRIS WHEEL POD. Not to perform another FUCKING AMAZING ABSCONDATION, of course. One per strife is good enough. You instead fully intend on salvaging your precious TOUCHPAD and all other TECHNOLOGICAL PARAPHERNALIA scattered around the ruined hive-pod. This includes the MYSTERIOUS GIFT you received that morning from a fellow troll - you hadn't gotten around to opening it due to your increasingly-hectic schedule, but with all the hype that had been building up to this day, you are sure you know what is inside. Any attempts to destroy the contents would be HIGHLY UNFORGIVEN.

 

You attempt to communicate with your bloodlust-stricken brethren. Maybe reason will work. If not, a meat cleaver to the chest will.

 

[spoiler=UC reasons with DV.]UC: youfuck1ng1mbec1le

UC: youalmostreenactedthefalloftroyonmycopyofsgrub

UC: dontyourememberwhatallourplanshavebeensumm1ngto

UC: orhastherushofbloodtoyourheaddrownedyourneurons

 

Quickly opening up the BLUE CARDBOARD BOX, you scan its contents. Two brown paper envelopes, each stamped with an all-too-familiar logo. They're here. And they're calling your name.

 

You ignore Ventus. Running a hand nervously through your close-cropped hair, you extract an envelope with the other one and remove the SHINY GAME DISC from within. Placing it down on an unruined section of OTTOMAN, you pop open the disc drive on your TOUCHPAD and slip the disc in. The tension in the air is almost palpable.

 

[spoiler=SGRUB CLIENT]Sgrub Version 0.0.1

 

@MEDIUMNET INCORPORATED. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

 

SGRUB Client is running.

 

Waiting for server to establish connection...

 

Ugh. Fuckin' serious? Whomever has the matching SERVER DISC to your CLIENT DISC will need to get online, and quickly. In the meantime, though, you can try to knock some sense into your STRIFE-HUNGRY COMPANION. Juggling the knife in your hand, back of blade to handle and so on, you exit the DEVASTATED POD with your eyebrows furrowed in distaste. Game back on.

 

One, two, aim, fire. The blade leaves your hand in a whirling circle of doom to aim for Ventus' chest. Catch this, noble freak show.

[Shadow Zero]

As you land on the ground, you notice Arliss running inside of his hive pod. You rise form the ground and turn to face the pod, seeing Arliss pick something up and observe it, as if checking for damage. You feel a slight twinge of regret at having caused damage to his hive and upon reflection decide that perhaps you should have tried remaining calmer, even if you do hate getting plastered with fish guts. Sighing, you are about to turn to leave when you see Arliss walk out of his pod again, this time with a knife in hand. As he throws it, you do a roll to the side and decide that now is not the best time for this fight and turn to leave. As you do, you say "We'll have our duel another time. I have way too many other important things to take care of to waste time on it right now." You then begin the walk back to your hive and reach it within ten minutes or so, having decided to run the whole way at a sprint, which needless to say left you quite winded.

 

Upon entering you see that your Lusus is in the living room. You automatically know what this means and scream "No, no, No, NO!!!" You run over to your Lusus and place hour hands on its snout. It opens an eye blearily and looks at you before smiling as it says that this was inevitable, even though he tried to prolong it. You shake your head, refusing to believe it, yet knowing that it is true all the same. Your Lusus, your great big dragon of a Lusus who always gave you a hard time, but looked after you just the same, was dying. The lusus tells you that you must go, that you have your own destiny to fulfill. You don't understand what he means about fulfilling a destiny, but you do know that you left your friend in your room and should probably go and see what he is up to. Promising your Lusus that you will return, you walk over to a hall closet and grab a shirt that is, of course, the same as the one you have on, except clean, and change into it.

 

After having changed into your clean shirt, you walk upstairs and along the hallway to your room where you find Szaras sitting with your laptop, staring at something on the screen. "So, is there something you found on there that's interesting to you? Or is it that you are trying to figure out what you want to do with it?"

[Nexev]

Wow, so your kismesis was actually your moirail the whole time?

 

You never saw this coming. This is some heavy stuff, you will have to seriously think this over.

 

.... Thinking done! Your allot more happy now.

 

You liked your bestest best friend allot more then you did your hatey girlfriend, so naturally you will be bestest best friends! Then everything will be bestests!

 

Oh course since she is your bestest best friend it is important that she is happy. So... you guess you'll stay hatey girlfriends if she really wants to. You'll just see how she feels and just follow along. Just like you always do.

 

Thinking never really was one of your strongest suits anyway.

 

Oh wait... your playing a game that is going to kill you if you don't hurry up.

 

That can't be good! You should probbaly hurry up.

[spoiler=trollog]

[HA] Okay I have given it some serious thought.

[HA] I am even dropping the cryptic ninja stuff.

[PC] Ok, that be serious then.

[HA] You have no idea. I probbaly will have to kill myself later or something.

[PC] I guess I'll ditch my awesome Pirate Speech if this is so important.

[HA] Anyway I figured that despite us formerally being best hate haters or whatever the term is.

[HA] This game would probbaly kill both of us if we don't work together.

[HA] Atleast until we both enter the medium.

[PC] I thought you said you'd stop the cryptic stuff.

[HA] At which point we can properly figure out our relationship.

[PC] What the hell is a medium.

[PC] I mean seriously.

[HA] Oh, I guess you never got told.

[HA] Basically a bunch of big rocks are about to smash us, and by beating the tutorialish level.

[HA] We go to some different dimension that doesn't have said rocks.

[PC] ...

[HA] Thus giving us the power of not dying.

[PC] Eh, I've played worse.

 

 

Well it's good to hear she is on the ball with this stuff. You were kinda afraid that she would just ditch so you would get hit by meteors. Maybe she doesn't hate you after all! YA!

 

Oh wait... meteors, right.

[spoiler=trollog]

[HA] I know, but since the giant rocks are kinda bad. We need to get through this tutorial thingey quickly.

[PC] Okay not speaking with my accent is starting to hurt me mentally and physically.

[PC] But I get ye.

[HA] Great, so since your the server, you should have all the stuff that I need.

[HA] The pretty white doohicky thingys.

[PC] Ahh, those things.

[HA] You need to set them along with the card.

[PC] Allrrrighty then.

[PC] Uhh...therrre seems to be nowhere aye can place this in yourrr rrroom.

[HA] Really? Aww...

[HA] Just put it somewhere I can get it then.

[PC] Maybe if aye grrab ye Rrrecuperrracoon and just...

[PC] ....whoops/

[HA] Aww... I needed that to sleep. DX

[PC] Aye'd attempt to clean that mess up but aye think aye'd end up destrrroying ye house instead.

[HA] Okay then.

[HA] I guess I'll clean it later?

[PC] So instead aye'll do ye a favorrr and just dispose of this here garrrbage and...

[PC] Out the window it goes!

[HA] DX

[HA] Anyway did you get the stuff out? I kinda don't wanna die.

[PC] Aye got it aye got it.

[PC] Let me just be placing this rrrigh wherrre yourrr Rrrecuperrracoon was...

[HA] Good. So now I hit the tube thingey and...

 

Sweet. You have it all planed out. It's one of the few plans you could ever make.

 

You know exactly how to enter the medium all you have to do is....

 

Wait, how do you get to your room anyway? This place is way to big.

[spoiler=Trollog]

[HA] Um... I can't find it.

[PC] Can't find what?

[HA] Um... my room? I got lost.

[PC] ...

[HA] It's a big hive.

Leo INSERT NAME HERE says

[PC] Ye can't find YE RRROOM?

[PC] What arrr ye, handicapped?

[HA] You were my moirail for a reason! I can't keep track of any

[HA] Yay my Foxie!

 

 

YAY!! Foxie is your lusus, and not only that, he is the bestest lusus. He's like the most important thing to you ever, even more then your flarp buddy. However this is only by a slim margin that was surpassed by him being the only person who knows the way around your hive.

 

You'd probably die if he wasn't around.

 

You remenber a time when that was in fact almost the case. Some flarp campaign gone REALLY bad... but he came back anyway! Even if he was all floaty.

 

Now Foxie can help you out of the well.

 

Er... the hallway you guess.

[spoiler=Trollog]

[HA] I found it now.

[HA] Foxie helped.

[PC] That's grrreat but arrren't ye going to die?

[HA] Oh right! I forgot!

[PC] ...

[HA] So I hit the cylinder thing, the glowy guy comes out.

[PC] Aye think so?

[HA] Well that is what happened.

 

 

 

Look at the glowing yellow ball! SO CUTE! You need to find something to give it, maybe it's true love. OH what about that Black Oracle you have, you should just go and find...

 

OMGFOXIEDON'TATTACKTHEGLOWINGBALL!

[spoiler=trollog]

[HA] WAIT FOXIE, DON'T EAT GLOWY GUY!

[PC] Alrrright, now what do aye do...

[HA] Foxie is glowing now.

[PC] ...

[PC] That was disturrrbing.

[PC] Verrry...disturrrbing.

[HA] I fear for what happens on your turn.

[PC] So, what do aye do next

[HA] Anyway take the desk carvy thing out.

[PC] The what?

[HA] I think it's called a Totem Lathe?

[HA] Anyway I then need to put the card and this yellow cylinder that was in the cylindar thingey.

[HA] On the carvy thingey.

[HA] So I can put it the carved cylinder on the platform.

[PC] Alrrright, aye see it matey.

[PC] Therrre ye go.

[HA] Okay so now that we have that out of the way I just do what I already said and...

[HA] Why is there a dummy all of a sudden?

 

 

Huh... you have a yellow ghost fox ball, a weird yellow dummy, and a bunch of weird white machines. Silly game.

 

You should probably keep the dummy alive or something. It seems like the nice thing to do.

Hey you know what? The dummy seems familiar, especially that horn.

 

Wait a minute... is that supposed to be...

 

This is not funny.

[spoiler=trollog]

[HA] Should I hit it?

[HA] I think I should.

[PC] Ye arrr going to die and all ye carrres about is hitting a dummy.

 

Okay dummy seriously, stop looking at me like that? It was a dumb campaign, I had to try to win, that was the point of pvp! How was I supposed to know that it would do what it did! Besides look what happened to Foxie! YOU ALREADY GOT YOUR STUPID VENGENCE! LEAVE ME ALONE!

 

I DID WHAT I WAS SUPPOSED TO!

...shut up!

Shut up!

SHUT UP!

SHUT UP!

SHUT UP!

I SAID SHUT UP!!!!!!!!!!!

I AM A NINJA! IT IS MY JOB TO MAKE PEOPLE PAY FOR THEIR SINS!

I KILL PEOPLE! DO YOU THINK IT'S FUN?!

DO YOU THINK I DON'T KNOW IT MAKES ME NO BETTER THEN THEM?!

YOU SHOULD BE THANKFUL, I WENT EASY ON YOU!!!

YOU DESERVED WORSE!

I SAID SHUT UP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

 

Naksia: Aggress ==>

The blade goes into your hand without you even realizing it. All you see is a stupid mock of a friend turned necessary casualty, and the next, splinters.

There is no regret, no sympathy, no hesitation in your swing. You are a killer. This is what you do. This is how you live. As a ninja, it's the only way to live.

 

 

Dummy gone! Yay! XD

[spoiler=Trollog]

[HA] Dummy dead now. I am happy... why is everthing shaking?

[PC] The meteorrr is heading towarrrds ye house, aye think.

 

 

Being in the shadows is difficult. It requires doing the dirty work, doing what had to be done, not what you truly want.

 

You always went too far. You never truly understood. In time you will. You will exit the shadows and be able to walk among the light with your head held high. The shadows will not be your job, nor your secret place to hide thoughts you never wish to think.

 

You will use it as a tool, as a shield. It will be the drink to toast a hope that others could not see. It will be the pen to edit out the errors in the world.

 

You don't understand this yet, but you are starting to. Even if you don't know it yet.

[spoiler=Trollog]

[HA] Hey, I can see light outside my window!

 

 

[spoiler=trollog]

[PC] ...

[PC] what happened.

[HA] Um... I think you saved me.

[HA] This place is seriously cool, all purple and black.

[HA] And oceony I guess. You'll like it here.

[HA] BUT you need to get to your medium on the double

[PC] And how will aye be doing that?

[HA] Or then my bestest best friend would be dead.

[HA] Um... ask someone to be your server.

[HA] I think.

[HA] Then they do the exact same things we just did.

[PC] ...bestest best frrriend?

[PC] Odd.

[PC] Well, aye'll be looking forrr a "serrrverrr" then.

[PC] So see ya.

[HA] Your still my FLARP buddy.

[HA] Even if you sail.

[HA] Bye!

 

 

Well you wish her well, even if she hates you.

 

Or does she? You hope not, but she is being so vague!

 

Oh well, you have exploring to do!

 

You did just enter the Land of Wine and Ink after all.

[Shadow Zero]

Szaras seems to be engrossed in whatever it is that he is doing, so you leave him to it and walk back over to your desktop. You sit down for a few minutes and check to see if anyone is on. Surprisingly, there are many people on, although hardly any of which you wish to speak with at the moment. You are still quite upset with what has gone on earlier and begin to wish that you hadn't flipped the f*** out, or snapped at Rohter. But then again, Rohter is a douche to you, and your rival, so there is bound to be some tension there. You decide to talk to Sephra, since she's one of the few that you seem to get along with at the moment, even if she does come off as a bit of a stalker.

[Proto]

You stare at the screen for several minutes before realizing your friend has just emerged from his pointless STRIFE WITH THE CLOWN GIRL. "Oh-heya-Venty-could-you-help-me-with-this-game? Stupid-thing-isn't-loading! ><" You quickly push Ventus' labtop in front of him and start waiting for the TECHNICAL EXPERT OF SCIENCY THINGS to work the program that he bought, though you wouldn't be surprised if he was confused about it, I mean figures that the SHELTERED SCIENCE KID would have trouble with a simple COMPUTER GAME. Why doesn't he ever listen to you and do more productive stuff? Like making weapons? Oh, maybe you should make him your LOYAL BLACKSMITH if he takes up the offer.