>Rich: Finish extermination.
Oh, what's this? Now, where does he thinks HE's going? You don't recall saying he could leave. Now, what should you do?
>Let him go.
Not quite. Still, You're kind of getting an itch to talk to some friends...
You tie him to the DOORKNOB with your EARBUDS, and go check on your computer.
Oh, you guess you don't have to pester anyone. Somebody's already pestering you.
>Answer.
<spoiler=show pesterlog>
-- equilibricConcilate [EC] began pestering tenaciousConifer [TC] at 16:20 --
EC: \/ hello
EC: \/ i know we havent talked that much but for the moment you have to trust me okay
TC: Hell. Why not.
EC: \/ wow that was easy
TC: You aren't exactly the most improbable thing I've encountered anymore.
EC: \/ i almost feel saddened by the lack of gravity that our appearance now have
EC: \/ have you talked to chas yet
TC: No, not yet.
TC: Wait, yet?
TC: Am I supposed to?
EC: \/ i think you should talk to him before we continue this dialogue
EC: \/ he has some dire news
TC: Hoo boy. Has he renounced his leadership, or something?
EC: \/ its more serious than that
EC: \/ seriously go talk to him and ill continue this a little later
TC: I'll take your word for it.
-- tenaciousConifer [TC] ceased pestering equilibricConcilate [EC] at 16:25 --
That's strange. Why would they want you to talk to Chas? Why couldn't they just tell you themselves? Something's up, and there's only one way to find out what.
>Pester Chas
<spoiler=show pesterlog>
-- tenaciousConifer [TC] began pestering snickeringSurrogate [SS] at 16:26 --
TC: Hey Chas, one of the trolls just pestered me.
TC: Told me to talk to you?
TC: I guess it's dire.
SS: oh, you're finally around.
SS: i was sort of hoping i'd get to you last so the news could spread around.
SS: but i guess i need a pick-me-up anyway.
SS: beth's dead.
TC: W-what?
TC: How can she be dead?
TC: She- she set up everything here.
SS: killed by an agent of derse.
SS: probably dealt with what you needed, then buried her head in a new invention or whatever.
TC: ...
SS: then, somehow, an agent got into her house and murdered her.
SS: now, we could have found and revived her, but her planet's dust.
SS: literally.
SS: it's space debris.
TC: ...Damn...
SS: her robot thing blew it up.
TC: I-I might have been the last person to talk to her...
TC: I... wow.
SS: i'd love to say there's nothing we could have done.
SS: that's bullshit, of course.
TC: Oh come on. You know how she gets when she's inventing.
TC: She wouldn't hear an elephant trample her front door.
SS: this discussion doesn't need to go on.
SS: i've already beat myself up about it, so has everyone else.
SS: it's done.
SS: the point is, you need to get through the gate.
SS: there's a bit more to your story.
SS: see, her planet blew up, as i said.
SS: a chunk of it headed across the medium and was picked up by the horrorterrors.
SS: through some cosmic chain of events, it ended up in another side of the universe.
SS: where it made its way to an asteroid.
SS: containing our troll friends.
SS: your environment is now at their behest.
TC: So BEth's dead AND I get to be controlled by Trolls.
SS: they're out to help us.
SS: you're going to have to trust them.
SS: you - and everyone else - needs to get going through the gates and get stronger.
TC: If you say so... I guess we can't dwell on the past.
SS: no more fucking around in the houses for several hours.
TC: Right.
SS: she won't be forgotten, and i won't let this happen again.
SS: the trolls will be building up your house soon.
SS: get yourself a new weapon and maybe if you feel the need for it, a new outfit.
TC: I'll be ready. Don't you worry.
TC: Guess I'll do it for Beth.
TC: Thanks for telling me, Chas.
SS: it's my job.
SS: still need to tell xavier.
SS: i'm about to meet up with dirk in person, so we should be able to get some sort of ball rolling here.
TC: Alright. I gotta get back to the troll.
SS: okay. good luck.
TC: I'll talk to you later!
SS: bye.
-- tenaciousConifer [TC] ceased pestering snickeringSurrogate [SS] at 16:38 --
You... wow. Just wow. You... guess you have to get back in contact with the troll now? You are pretty speechless, even more so than normal.
>Re-pester Troll
<spoiler=show pesterlog>
TC: Alright, I'm back.
EC: \/ you have been fully briefed?
TC: ...Yeah.
EC: \/ so you also now know that we are in the server position of your immediate surroundings
TC: Yup. I assume you'll be taking over Beth's duties?
EC: \/ pretty much
EC: \/ building up when you have the girst and assisting with furniture-related batterings when neccesairy
TC: Alright. I'll be upgrading and getting ready.
EC: \/ whenever you need a hand just wave or something
EC: \/ when you contact us you mess with time shennanigans
TC: Will do, I guess.
EC: \/ i hope you dont blame me for bringing the news of ALs demise onto you
EC: \/ i dont know if you were close or anything
TC: I don't blame you. She never was all that aware of her surroundings.
TC: I probably should've checked up on her, though.
TC: I should've known something was up when she never messed with my house.
TC: I... guess I just assumed she'd be fine.
EC: \/ i doubt that you messing with her would have granted her better protection than her guardian could
TC: You're right. Hindsight, and all that.
TC: Nothing I can do about it now.
EC: \/ precisely
EC: \/ can i ask for your name
TC: It's Rich.
TC: Rich Salvador
EC: \/ im letage
TC: My friends have told me all about you.
TC: Good things, if you'll believe it.
EC: \/ good things
EC: \/ i have been led to believe that the group distrusted me greatly
TC: WELL, it was less 'good', and more, 'they probably aren't trying to kill us'.
TC: Which is good enough for me.
EC: \/ oh
EC: \/ well i suppose that is as far as i could have hoped for
TC: Well, Letage, I think we've got our work cut out for us.
TC: Ready to plunder treasure and bash some skulls?
EC: \/ where doing this man
EC: \/ where making this happen
TC: Sounds good!
EC: \/ alright im going to build up
EC: \/ actually
EC: \/ UA is going to
EC: \/ his skills are greater than mine in building
TC: He was the angry one, right?
EC: \/ dont worry hes got an axe to the skull in case he gets any ideas
TC: Well that's good then.
EC: \/ if you need anything just wave
-- equilibricConcilate [EC] ceased pestering tenaciousConifer [TC] at 16:54 --
Well, you guess there's not time to lose! Just got to get your weapon back, then you'll get to upgrading. You're winning this game. This Black King messed with the wrong group of friends.