Welcome to Sburb! (Dead and Over)

[Pappytech]

>GM: Finally make a freaking post. Dammit, you have had it up to here with tests, projects, homework, study sessions, coding, enrollment, presentations, debates, and other miscellaneous stuff. Oh, and it's parent's weekend.

On the plus side, I'm listening to Cascade (The song) for about the 15th time while writing this. Still awesome.

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>Greg: Examining the area around you, you fail to find any method that might extend the platform. You do, however, spot some very interesting carvings on the wall nearby.

They seem to be recent, as through carved in the past few days. Though crude and simplistic, you can easily tell what's going on.

A stick figure, with a strange swirl above its head,

Spoiler: Like This

is standing on what you assume to be your platform, facing a large gap with a platform on the other side. In the next panel, the swirl appears to be spinning, and a strange glow seems to have enveloped the figure. In the next, and final panel, the figure is now standing on the far platform, raising an arm in victory.


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>Rich: Rich, why are you tying to be Greg? Are you crazy or something?

Landing on the OGRE's head is indeed very mindbogglingly dangerous, but through a series of weird, inane, and quite silly shenanigans, you manage to do so without being killed. The OGRE takes some more damage from your landing, and is beginning to look rather strained, although he's still standing.

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>Dirk: Sadly, it does not appear that the OBLIESK has a clock slot carved into it; you'll probably have to go back in time if you want to examine it in a better state. Now, if only you knew how far back you needed to go...

Wait, you're the Mentor of Time. You totally know exactly how far back you need to go. (Years in the past, but not many.)

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>Team Aldirk: Chas manages to kill the downed OGRE easily enough. Way to go hero, you killed an unconscious victim who couldn't even see you. Clearly only a true hero would do something like that. You should feel so proud of yourself.

A door slides open in the NORTH wall of the room, leading to the next area. It seems to be a pretty simple room, no traps or enemies or anything. Looking up, you can see that there's a large hole in the ceiling, leading to another room right above you.

There's another door, open, in the NORTH wall.


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>Xavier: Heading into the next room, you and C-Diddy find a chest. Opening it, you get the DUNGEON MAP, which will be uploaded later today for reasons that totally make sense in story.

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>Connor: The GM assumes that you make your way back to the Second Gate. You emerge on top of that PYRAMID again, next to the large hole you fell through last time. Looking around, you see that you're, predictably, on another island.

Looking around, you see a couple of other islands, within swimming distance. One to the WEST has a large plume of smoke rising from its center. One to the SOUTH appears to have another large stone structure built on it, similar in structure to the PYRAMID.

It looks like you can climb down the outside of the PYRAMID easily enough, so long as you're careful.

 

[Connor Lonske]

>Connor: Look for a quest to do.

Yeah, maybe you should investigate that cool island with the smoke to the west. You swim over there and stuff.

 

[MetroidNut]

>Rich: Retrieve HEADPHONES.

They're ideal for listening to ill jams,
But equally good for dastardly plans.

The awkward elegance of iambic pentameter never fails you. Admittedly, since your HEADPHONES were stored in your STRIFE PORTFOLIO, you probably didn't have to say a poem to retrieve them; you just like foreshadowing.

>Rich: Strangle OGRE with HEADPHONES.

Heh. Hahaha. AHAHAHAHAHA.

>MetroidNut: Comfort the GM.

It's hard being a kid and growing up. It's hard and nobody understands.

But we will do our best to understand regardless.

 

[ArcNitemare]

>Grego what the wall carving is doing.

You run your finger across the strange swirl and you can't help but get a strange feeling when you do.You feel like you have seen it before..and yet this is the first time you ever had.You rub your temple in thought.This whole place makes no sense sometimes.

You sigh to yourself then walk over and stand on the platform and copy the motions that the carving did.Here goes something hopefully.

 

[Pappytech]

>Connor: After swimming over to the next island, you find yourself on a beach populated by a large group of agitated TURTLES. Judging from their conversation and panicked cries, it sounds like their village is under attack by a group of Dersites.

You spot what looks like a dirt path heading into a jungle, presumably leading to the besieged village. You also see an old-looking TURTLE, similar to the one you spoke with back at the first village.

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>Rich:
A fearsome foe.
Strands round his neck.
A shower of Grist.

Level up! Level 10 Poet of Inspiration. +60,000 Boondollars.

Once you defeat the OGRE, laughing manically all the while, the rest of the IMPS fall easily under your attacks. Soon, the village is clear of foes, leaving you alone with its inhabitants. Most of whom seem to be hiding out of sight, inside buildings and such.

You can make out a cowering shape not too far away from you, although you still can't tell exactly what type of creature it is.

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>Greg: It doesn't seem like performing elaborate gestures really helps. However, you remember back a few hours, when you were able to move the flames that were burning your house. You're vaguely able to recall what it felt like, concentrating on nothing but your target.

Something tells you that if you're able to focus like that again, you might be able to move other things, maybe even yourself.

 

[ArcNitemare]

>Greg:Look like a fool

Well looks like performing elaborate gestures has failed you today.You give the carvings another look when a thought floats through your head.You remember the incidence with the fire that had been burning your HOME.You can vaguely remember what it felt like,concentrating on nothing but your target.If you could do it again what else could you move...yourself perhaps?You decide it doesn't hurt to try.

You walk back over to the platform and put your hands together and close your eyes.You focus on yourself and try to will yourself over to the other platform.

 

[WafflesandBacon]

>Xavier: Look at the map
"OK...So the Gate is over there!", you say pointing a general direction.

>Xavier: Follow that direction!

 

[MetroidNut]

>Rich: Approach cowering figure.

Poor little guy - he looks scared, whatever he is!

>Rich: Punch in snout to establish superiority.

You say "hi" instead.

 

[Connor Lonske]

>Connor: Speak to old turtle about some kind of quest and stuff.

Not like your really looking for a reward other than getting grist and advancing yourself. Also, helping them isn't the worst thing ether. You talk to the old turtle and don't bring up you knowing him or not, you already get enough shit about racism from your own species.

 

[Pappytech]

>Everyone: You are all suddenly bonked on the head by a bag of CANDY CORN.

 

[WafflesandBacon]

>Bonk
What the hell?

>Xavier: Inspect
Oh, candy corn.

>Xavier: Eat
Yuck! You hate candy corn, this is the worse July 16th!

 

[MetroidNut]

>Rich: Examine bag of CANDY CORN.

It appears to be a bag of CANDY CORN.

>Rich: Put CANDY CORN under hat.

Your prized confections will be safer here. More accurately, they would be if you were wearing a hat.

>Rich: Captchalogue CANDY CORN.

You reap the spoils of your strange luck!

 

[Connor Lonske]

>Connor: OH GOD!

Candy corn. Is. Your. FAVORITE!! You proceed to eat everything inside the bag in front of the Turtle you were just going to talk to. NOM NOM NOM.

>Connor: Get pestered.

Spoiler: Pesterlog

-- snickeringSurrogate [SS] began pestering backroomSix [BS] at 20:33 --
BS: Sup
SS: hey connor!
BS: Hello
BS: I got candy corn
BS: Yum
BS: What's up with you?
SS: i am checking in on you!
SS: and our team!
SS: but mostly you, for some reason.
BS: OK, cool
SS: just basically trying to keep tabs, you know?
BS: Well I got an update about desire
SS: i got more candy corn because future me is a deity.
SS: desire?
SS: what's desire?
BS: I forgot the name of the place
BS: The purple dream world
BS: The one the badguys are at
BS: And
BS: as I was saying
BS: there is this guy, called Jack, who looks alot like slick spades, and has a problem with the queen
BS: He took my silly dreamself and tryed to get him to kill the queen
BS: I rated him out, but he got the queen to believe her anyways
SS: so basically you were a derse dreamer and you paid the price.
SS: because you associated with the no-good dersites!
BS: I think we could use their hatred of each other
BS: To our advange
BS: And you do konw
BS: Dirk is a desire dreamer
BS: Xaiver saw him there
SS: derse.
SS: derse.
SS: seriously.
BS: Sorry
SS: no, no, dirk is my second-in-command.
SS: he doesn't count.
SS: also he's working with me to blow up derse.
BS: that's a little bit of a double standerd
BS: To count him better than me and xaiver
BS: Just cause your bros
SS: you, you were basically forking around on derse like it's 'let's-associate-with-black-people day!'
SS: ...wait.
BS: You call me racist?
BS: Ha
BS: hah ha
SS: no, no, no.
SS: i meant dersites.
BS: Suuuuuuure
SS: i didn't mean xavier.
SS: xavier's great.
SS: really.
BS: Suuuuuuuure you didn't mean xavier
SS: i didn't1
SS: !
SS: stop you are being insubordinate by accusing me of racism.
BS: I'm gonna go now cool guy
BS: get back to griding and side questin'
SS: yeah, fine, do that.
BS: This is so much better than Fallout
BS: See ya
-- backroomSix [BS] ceased pestering snickeringSurrogate [SS] at 20:41 --

You knew he was likely referring to the dream world guys, but that was worth it. Also, if he really was referring to Xavier then it's ironic. Heh heh.

 

[Pappytech]

>Greg: First, you feel really tingly. Then, you feel really incorporeal. Then, you feel really physical, and very tired.

When you open your eyes, you realize you're on the other side of the room.

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>Xavier: You head into the room to the WEST, as can be seen on the following map:

Spoiler: Show Map

Key: S1=First set of stairs.

The current room houses a LOCKED DOOR, with a small keyhole in its center, and a very agitated OGRE. The OGRE proceeds to attack you, swiping at you and C-Diddy with its fists.

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>Rich: You encounter a CLOCKWORK CROCODILE. The strange creature is about three feet tall, has a curiously humanoid body (Bipedal, hands, etc.), and a rather large mouth. Not to mention that it's made entirely out of gears, springs, and other mechanical devices.

You proceed to have what's probably a most entertaining conversation, that hasn't happened yet.

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>Connor: The VILLAGE ELDER tells you that a large group of UNDERLINGS is attacking the TURTLE's home. He asks you to provide any aid that you can, and hints that there may be a reward for you if you do so.

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>Chas: As you head through the NORTH door, you notice a bright flash of green light emitting from the hole in the ceiling. You have no idea what caused it, but it was probably cool.

Anyway, the next room is home to a CHEST, guarded by a pair of BASILISKS. They do not attack you, but protectively encircle the CHEST, glaring at you.

 

[Connor Lonske]

>Connor: Head into village and finish those fucks off.

Yup. You better not waste your coconut bombs so you just equip your agency bat as you walk over to inside the village.

 

[CJ1145]

>Dirk: Time goings

Spoiler

TIME POWERS, ACTIV--

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FUCK

WHAT. CANDY. WHAT.

You grab the delicious treats in a mix of childlike wonder and unbridled fury, and then head back in TIME to the destination you had set.

>Future Dirk: Make mental note.

You realize this must be the conversation where CHAS finds out about JACK for the first time. You should remind your ALPHA SELF to hurry the hell up at WAKING so he can take advantage of the situation on DERSE.

You also appear to find a pair of BASILISKS in the way of your pal, CHAS. You promised your old buddy SNAKE EYES that you would save all the BASILISKS you could. Before he died, that is. You prepare to use your ultimate SELFKIND SPECIBUS move:

Spoiler

LOVE CONQUERS ALL TECHNIQUE FOUR: FRIENDSHIP FORGED THROUGH FIRE!

 

[Connor Lonske]

>Connor: Get trolled before reaching the village.

Aw man, your not in the mood. You put away your bat and respond.

Spoiler: Trolllog

-- equilibricConcilate [EC] began pestering backroomSix [BS] at 20:27 --
BS: Oh, sup
EC: \/ hello
BS: Hey
BS: Can you hear me?
EC: \/ yes?
EC: \/ why shouldnt i
BS: OK, cause I want to know a genral idea of the time line your onw
EC: \/ i am confused
BS: Cause at some times you can't
BS: Hear me
BS: Because you haven't learned
BS: that you can use audio on trollchat or whatever
EC: \/ oh
EC: \/ that is past me
EC: \/ she is technically incompetent
BS: I'm guess your higher level now?
BS: God teir maybe?
EC: \/ you know about godtier
EC: \/ did ILLIRE spill the beans on that
BS: I guessed there has to be some kind of high level higher then all levels
BS: I asume the name god would be used
BS: if not
BS: Then corect me
EC: \/ no it totally is a thing
BS: Oh, OK
EC: \/ future you told me to contact past you
BS: Sigh, do you already know about dream me dieing a little earlyer on my time line
BS: Wait
BS: What???
EC: \/ ah
BS: I hope future me knows what he is doing
EC: \/ future you alluded that something had happened to your dreamself earlier on
BS: Yes, it died
EC: \/ oh
EC: \/ my sympathies
BS: It's fine
EC: \/ you dreamt on derse if im correct
BS: I guess I"ll go back to regualr dreaming, and yes, I did
EC: \/ i suppose you do
BS: So, what did future me tell you?
BS: Wait
BS: Is it super important?
BS: Wait
BS: again
BS: If he said to tell me, then I"ll find out anyways
BS: So I guess just tell me
EC: \/ i said he would appreciate it
BS: Appreciate what?
EC: \/ i dont know
EC: \/ he was maddeningly vague
BS: Me knowing what i was going to know anyways?
EC: \/ yes
BS: Look, I'm not saying I'll figure it out right away
BS: But tell me what it is
EC: \/ tell you what what is?
BS: I'm guessing I'll be criptic at that point in my time line
BS: Yes
EC: \/ future you said nothing really
EC: \/ just that he would appreciate it if i contacted you in this time
BS: To say what?
BS: Nothing
EC: \/ i dont know
BS: Just that I would apricate it?
BS: Hmmmm, well I don't know what to tell you
EC: \/ perhaps i explain something to you later on, or just offer a comforting voice to talk to about the death of a dreamself
BS: Sigh, I guess he knew I would be upset
BS: God, I am upset
BS: I feel teribal
EC: \/ understandable.
BS: really?
EC: \/ what happened that it died
BS: Is your dream self dead?
EC: \/ no
BS: Desire or propit?
BS: I can't remember their real names
BS: I don't know why
EC: \/ i was a prospit dreamer
BS: Heh, what's it like being a troll? Your red friend is pretty openly violent
BS: Not a bad guy, but not nice at all
BS: But
BS: He mentioned at one point
BS: That he was a "low blood" or something
BS: What does that mean?
BS: Wait
BS: I think i heard that though someone else
BS: I don't remember
EC: \/ could be
BS: What is a low blood?
EC: \/ he stands at the lowest possible point of our society
BS: It's based on blood color
EC: \/ yes
BS: I figured racism was common outside humans
BS: In speices that have intenigence
BS: It's sad
BS: I find
BS: In my race
EC: \/ its not racism
BS: That we hold some people lower that others
BS: It's not?
BS: I don't think trolls have that term, do they?
EC: \/ only the lowbloods rebel against their appointed colour spectrum
EC: \/ the mother grub decides what role you play in society and this you must uphold
EC: \/ to rebel against that is to rebel against your very natre
BS: Don't you think choicing someone's live based on something 100 percent of their hands
BS: Its wrong?
BS: don't you think you should have a chance to advance yourself
BS: before being said to be less usefully then the lot?
EC: \/ no.
EC: \/ everyone is useful.
EC: \/ but not everyone is the same.
BS: Why say some are less useful based on a random chance of birth?
BS: There is no choiceing your race or blood color
BS: Your stuck with it
BS: So why make it harder for someone if they don't have a choice in not beign that way
BS: It's not really fair is it?
EC: \/ yes it is.
BS: It's fair or not fair?
EC: \/ it is fair, because the mothergrub has given you that role to fulfil.
EC: \/ you can choose not to.
EC: \/ but then you fall outside our world
EC: \/ and you are culled.
BS: And you get killed I guess?
BS: I would hate to live in a society that doesn't give me basic choice
BS: But I already lived in one
BS: Human kind is just as imperfect in different ways
BS: But at least we have more choice then you guys
EC: \/ i have looked through the past
EC: \/ it seems unstructured
EC: \/ and coddling
BS: You could say that, but humans gain their srenths in their teen age years
BS: We don't become adult like until late when we gets taller
BS: Do trolls grow up as something different then smaller trolls?
EC: \/ trolls grow up
EC: \/ then they leave their home planet
EC: \/ usually to fight wars
BS: I mean before they become adults
BS: Before their teenage years
BS: Like, really young
BS: Like just born to about 10 human years later
BS: Human years is the key point
BS: It's probly much different from yours
EC: \/ trolls start as grubs, grow up to be young trolls and then when they leave it they are adults
BS: Grubs? Like bugs?
EC: \/ um
BS: As in you don't have your younger troll body smaller
BS: Your like a bug?
EC: \/ i guess
BS: I figured that would be the case due to your hive mind nature
BS: Wait, do trolls aways look like bugs, or more like me now with horns/
EC: \/ you look like i do
EC: \/ but i have horns and a gray skin
BS: Are the eyes different?
EC: \/ kinda
EC: \/ yellow
BS: Like, all around?
EC: \/ and i have wings when the situation calls for it 88)
EC: \/ yes
BS: Shit, that's fuckin' cool
BS: Do all trolls have wings?
EC: \/ nope
EC: \/ comes with being a godtier
BS: OK, do trolls have powers other that just basic ablitiys
BS: I know red has a lot of strenght
EC: \/ pah
BS: He's not that strong is he?
EC: \/ not compared to me 88P.
BS: What?
BS: nevermind
EC: \/ im the maid of might
EC: \/ and light
BS: I figured you were lieing before
BS: Or yoru lieing now
BS: Maybe oth
BS: Likely both
EC: \/ i never lie
EC: \/ or
EC: \/ not conciously anyway
BS: It's OK
BS: Maybe it's just a bad habit
BS: Not like lieing is difeined insome's creed
BS: Or is it?
BS: I don't know, is it?
EC: \/ is it?
BS: You did lie before
BS: So maybe
BS: But you likely would lie if you said you wern't lieing
BS: but that would be habit
BS: and if you gave me a criptic answer
BS: Avoiding the question
BS: It would be creed
BS: And you did do the later
BS: So I guess you are a lier
EC: \/ kind of
BS: It's OK
BS: I don't care
BS: It's likely normal for you blood color to do that
BS: I guess
EC: \/ it is a useful skill to have while dealing with highbloods yes
BS: Your not a high blood?
EC: \/ shame lowbloods don't seem to appreciate it as much
EC: \/ yes i am
BS: that was a lie
BS: Your not bad at it
BS: But I'm the real hero of mind
EC: \/ i am a highblood
BS: Sure
BS: You just said for dealing with highblood
BS: s
EC: \/ yes
BS: Not fellow highbloods
EC: \/ a highblood often corrolates with highbloods
BS: A person like you won't make that misatke
BS: Well, maybe
EC: \/ all my fellow highbloods are dead
EC: \/ i am the highest highblood around
EC: \/ a simple slip up of the tongue would be forgivable in such a situation no
BS: Your blue
BS: Blue sound like it would be high
BS: but not a something taht is the highest
EC: \/ it doesnt matter
BS: More like the ones who the the high bloods bidding
BS: Agents the lower bloods
BS: To the lower bloods
BS: and it keeps going
EC: \/ you talk about my race like it is still there
BS: Yes
BS: There are likly other sessions
BS: there are in my univecer
BS: So, your only holding command for this session
BS: well
BS: yours
BS: But not theres
BS: And you just said that your race doesn't exist anymore
BS: Implying that you arn't a real high blood
BS: just a lady who took the role cause noone else was around
BS: Your no better a person to red
BS: Just different
BS: Contact me if something improatint comes up
BS: Good bye
EC: \/ no
EC: \/ you dont get to go
BS: What can you do?
BS: If you wish to fight when this is all over then fine
BS: If you want to bother future me then go ahead
BS: but past me is difirend now
EC: \/ i wish for you to stop being so obtuse and just LISTEN
BS: Fine
BS: tell me
EC: \/ you assume i am a lackey to the highbloods and that for some reason, me accepting the role the mothergrub gave me is a bad thing
BS: A higher up lacky
BS: But still a lacky
BS: Yes
EC: \/ oh you can just go straight to fucking hell
-- equilibricConcilate [EC] ceased pestering backroomSix [BS] at 21:04 --

Spoiler: You then proceed to face west and make this face while saying

 

[MetroidNut]

>Past? Rich: Ogle CLOCKWORK CROCODILE.

You appear to have reached an impasse. You feel that it is trying to communicate with you, and yet, it cannot. You think you'll give it a little while longer to collect its thoughts.

>Be the CLOCKWORK CROCODILE.

You are now an antiquated variety of robotic reptile.

>Past? CC: Ogle Rich.

You appear to have reached an impasse. You feel that he is trying to communicate with you, and yet, he cannot. You think you'll give him a litle while longer to collect his thoughts.