Welcome to Sburb! (Dead and Over)

[MetroidNut]

Spoiler: Show Consortlog

-- bossCroc [BC] began pestering truculentConservationist [TC] at 21:08 --
BC: Hey! Watch where you're going, you little punk.
BC: I've got one hell of a mess to clean up; I don't need you getting in my way.
TC: Oh, uh, sorry.
BC: Grumble grumble...
TC: I was in a bit of a hurry for absolutely no reason whatsoever so let's forget I mentioned it.
BC: ...Sigh.
BC: Great, what'd you break?
BC: Was it one of the storehouses?
BC: Or maybe the barracks?
BC: Come on, spit it out.
TC: No, I can assure you that I didn't break anything.
TC: So. Are you the boss?
BC: Yes. Yes I am. I'm the foreman around here.
BC: And I know when I'm being lied too.
BC: What.
BC: Did.
BC: You.
BC: B
BC: reak.
TC: Honestly, I did not break anything.
BC: You know what. Fine, I'll deal with it later.
TC: On a completely unrelated note what are your thoughts on paradoxes?
BC: Like what?
TC: Maybe I shouldn't elaborate.
BC: You mean like, "This sentance is false?"
TC: That'll do.
BC: Yeah, I'm fine with those.
BC: Some of the others, on the other hand... wait.
BC: Tell me you didn't.
BC: Please tell me you didn't do what I think you did.
TC: It was an accident...
BC: No! Jerry! You little... he had a wife and kids!
TC: I'm not entirely convinced they're going to notice that he's missing.
BC: Yeah, I was kidding anyway.
BC: Honestly, this happens more than you'd think.
TC: I figured.
BC: He just needs to be rewound.
BC: He'll be fine.
TC: If nothing else, the guy said he had no name.
TC: Wait, he will?
BC: Eh. Probably.
TC: I'm significantly less relieved than I was several seconds ago.
BC: You're not from around here, are you?
TC: No, not at all.
BC: Wonderful. Here, let me put on my welcome face. Just what I needed...
TC: Although, come to think of it, I don't really know where here is.
BC: *Ahem*
BC: Welcome, mysterious traveler, to outpost 10011101!
TC: I do not like binary.
BC: Home of no less than 59 well maintained Consorts, three mines, and a whole lot of Underlings!
BC: We've got adventure! We've got danger! We've got... no food or water. Do you need that?
TC: They're helpful.
BC: Oh. Sucks to be you then.
TC: Your concern is appreciated.
BC: Now, is there anything I can do to make your stay more plesant?
BC: Please say no.
TC: Food or water would be nice, to reiterate.
TC: Failing that, some sort of direction would be appreciated.
TC: I know I'm supposed to be doing...something. I'm a little murky on the details.
BC: On the food and water, again, sucks to be you. Unless you want to raid one of the Dersite camps, you're out of luck.
BC: I guess I could give you some directions though.
BC: Here's a map. It's got most of the of the major landmarks and tourist destinations on there.
TC: Uh-huh.
BC: Great. That'll be 2000 Boondollars.
TC: Then you can keep your map.
TC: I'm not looking for tourist attractions, anyway.
BC: Fine. Suit yourself.
TC: In fact, I'm supposed to be kicking my ass into gear and helping to stop the Reckoning, as I recall.
BC: The hell is a recokoning?
TC: Apparently, something bad.
TC: That my friends and I are supposed to stop, I guess.
BC: Huh. Does sound somewhat ominous.
BC: Wait, friends?
BC: How'd you get here, exactly?
TC: Friends are people you enjoy spending time with, but that's not important right now.
BC: I know what friends are.
BC: I was expressing shock that you had any.
TC: I got here through...a...glowing shape thing.
TC: Gate, I guess.
TC: I am absolutely rolling in friends.
BC: No, not talking about this village.
BC: I mean, how'd you get to this Land?
BC: You know? Of Glass and Flame?
BC: How'd you get here?
TC: By playing a videogame called Sburb.
TC: That, come to think of it, may have been directly responsible for the destruction of Earth.
BC: ...You're one of the Heroes, aren't you?
TC: That is not a pleasant thought.
TC: I'd assume so.
BC: Exactly what I needed...
BC: Alright, I guess you're not exactly here to see the sights.
BC: Do you want a job?
TC: I guess it was inevitable things would start this way, so yes.
BC: Great. You see that bulliten board over there?
TC: I do not like where this is going.
BC: You think I do?
BC: Look, just go check out the board.
BC: There might be something helpful to you on there.
TC: You've got frustrating vagueness down pat.
BC: Years of practice. Now if you'll excuse me, I need to go call my supervisor.
TC: Alright.
BC: Oh, one more thing.
TC: Thanks for the help, not so much for trying to rip me off with that map.
BC: Eh, can you blame a guy for trying to make a few bucks?
TC: That wasn't a few.
BC: Details.
TC: That was preying on the perceived confusion of a wayward vagabond.
BC: Kid, you're not a wayward vagabond.
BC: No way you're cool enough for that title.
TC: Maybe not.
TC: Plenty of time to change that.
BC: Seriously, you'd have to be, say, twelve times more awesome then you are now.
BC: Anyway, that one more thing I was talking about:
TC: I'll get to grinding when I have the chance.
BC: Make sure you don't die out there. It'll look bad on my report if I get an actual death.
TC: Your concern is touching as ever.
BC: Alright, buzz off. Go annoy someone else if you have to. I'll be over there. Doing important things.
TC: No doubt.
-- bossCroc [BC] ceased pestering truculentConservationist [TC] at 21:32 --

>Rich: Investigate bulletin board.

 

[Pappytech]

>Greg: LILYSPRITE turns to greet you with a hug and a wide smile.

Spoiler: Show Spritlog

-- lilySprite [LS] began pestering ghostKnight [GK] at 20:58 --
GK: Lily!
LS: Greg! Hello, how have you been?
GK: I'm fine.Better then I was in someways I guess you could say.
LS: That's good to hear.
LS: How is your Land? Have you been exploring it?
GK: I'm glad to see that you have done a great job keeping things in realative order here
GK: I have,a bit of it anyway.
LS: Well, I try to keep things calm. The creatures here are really quite nice, if you take the time to get to know them.
GK: I quite agree Lily.Its a shame others don't feel the same.The Dersites aren't as evil as they appear
LS: True evil is surprisingly hard to find. Most enemies are misunderstood, or victims of circumstance.
LS: Of course, I must caution you to never underestimate the strength of Derse.
GK: Of course.I will still be very careful.
LS: Good. I'm glad to hear that.
GK: If I can show my friends this though,then there may be hope after all.
LS: Don't be silly, there's always hope.
LS: Even in the darkest of nights, you can always find a glimmer of light.
GK: I tek it you have been reading some of my books while I was gone? hehe
LS: Maybe.
GK: Lily..its not like I'm going to tell you you can't you know.They are there to be enjoyed.
LS: I know, I was just teasing you. Really, you've got some wonderful reading material.
GK: I thank you.
LS: Of course.
LS: But, enough about me and my pursuits. How have you been doing?
GK: I do wonder what kind of books they have in Prospit.Might be quite interesting and something I may have to look into once this is all done..
GK: Well..things have gone...ok..somewhat
GK: I did find out one thing..I am the Knight of Space!
LS: Well, of course you are!
LS: Was there ever any doubt you would be?
GK: I don't really know to be honest.This place still is strange to me in alot of ways..but I'm still learning.
LS: There will always be something new to learn. A true Hero knows this, and will always seek to improve themseleves.
LS: I'm glad to see that you've embraced this lesson.
GK: Very,very true.And I hope to improve much in the coming days.It may be very important in more ways then one.
GK: I just hope it doesn't reach to the point where God Tiering gets imvolved,but it probably will.
LS: Oh, you've found out about the God Tiers? My, you are moving fast.
GK: Ya,thanks to the trolls.Levels beyond levels.
LS: Well, there's no denying that the power and strength that assuming Godhood will provide you.
LS: But, the process is still incredibly risky. Only the most dedicated, or foolhardy, Heroes are able to attempt it.
GK: Wait...Godhood?..are you telling me it makes you a literally god?
GK: I though the name was just a figure of speech..
LS: Well, perhaps Demigod would be a better title.
LS: You gain inordinate powers over a certain realm, space in your case.
GK: I see..I don;t know if I'm ready for that kind of power...well,ever.
LS: It is a great gift, and a great burden.
LS: Still, something tells me that you would bear it well.
GK: Thanks Lily.It may be something I may have to try for later to stop a friend from making a big mistake.
GK: Whether I want to or not.
LS: Greg, I should warn you. Ascending to the God Tier is not something you can take lightly.
LS: If you choose to pursue it, it must be done without hesitation, with utter devotion.
LS: Anything less, and you will fail.
GK: I see.Well I will just have to see how things turn out then.
LS: But, about your friend. Is is Chas?
LS: Is he still giving you trouble?
GK: Ya.He and I had a bit of a falling out.
LS: I see.
GK: Which is good and bad in someways I guess.
GK: Good in that he thinks I'm an enemy and bad in that he thinks I'm an enemy.
LS: Yes, I can see how that might work both ways.
LS: I will pray that you two come to a reconciliation.
GK: Thank you Lily.I do hope it ends peacefully.But if he knew some of the stuff I have planned,it may come to blows.
LS: Oh? You are planning against him?
GK: No,far from it.He is still a friend.More like..planning behind his back.
LS: Well, if you think that is best.
GK: It seems like I don;t have much of a choice.But its not like this is the first time in human history that a Knight has had to stand against an Heir,hmm?
LS: Hardly.
GK: I just hope thins whole think can be solved as peacefully as possible and we can all get out of this crazy place.
LS: Well, you may find getting out a bit difficult...
LS: But yes, a peaceful resolution would be best.
GK: I'm aware.Black King and all.
GK: Powered by our prototypes I believe it was said to me.
GK: Whatever that means.
LS: Yes, that's one obstacle you will face.
GK: Is there any way to take his power away from him or a way to weaken him in anyway that you know of?
LS: I suppose you could seek to steal his Scepter through subterfuge...
LS: But that would be incredibly difficult, if not impossible.
GK: Scepter?
LS: Yes, the King's Scepter is the source of his power.
LS: Not in any symbolic sense; it's literally where he draws his strength from.
GK: I see...do both Kings have one by any chance?
LS: Yes, naturally.
GK: I see.Then that may be something indeed.
LS: Again, I'm not sure if it's even possible.
LS: But, if you seek to accomplish it, who knows what might happen?
GK: Anything is possible if you try Lily.
GK: Its impossible if we don;t try.
LS: That it is. That it is.
GK: You might have give me an idea.I thank you for all of this Lily
GK: Of course..there is still the Prospit winning problem...
GK: but one thing at a time.
LS: It's what I'm here for Greg. It is my duty, and pleasure to aid you.
-- lilySprite [LS] ceased pestering ghostKnight [GK] at 21:30 --

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>Chas: Your body glows with the power of untold Majyks, building up a ridiculous amount of energy. You can feel a massive strength pulsing through your veins. A strange voice fills your head, chanting a mantra in an ancient tone.

"The bird of Hermes is my name, eating my wings to keep me tame."

For what feels like eons, you simply stand there, building up unprecedented energy. Then, just as it feels like your body will explode from the magnitude of the power, you simultaneously perform DIM and FLASH.

They cancel each other out, and nothing really happens. Yay.

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>Rich: You examine the BULLETIN BOARD!

It looks like most of the postings are just random strings of 1's and 0's. Stupid binary code, can't even read it...

Oh, wait. You spot a few fliers written in actual English. One's an advertisement for a SURPLUS STORE, one is asking for an advisory consult about architecture, and one is talking about something weird happening in one of the village mines.

There's also a hand-drawn MAP, showing the village and a few nearby landmarks. There's also a road leading to what you assume would be the next big outpost.

 

[Connor Lonske]

>Connor: Look around for villagers now that you have the awesome ironic level of "Something"

Your soo happy with your new level. All that lack of effort into something really cool. You bet your next level will be "Something really cool!" ha HA.

You do what ever your command says.

 

[Pappytech]

>Chas: Now you're getting the hang of it!

The GICLOPS is sent reeling by the sudden burst of light from your FLASH; it doesn't look like he'll be able to see straight for a while now.

The bad news is, now he's kind of pissed off. He's taking wild swings around the area, missing you and Future Dirk, but getting closer and closer.

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>Connor: If you want an actual level title, then don't pester the GM when he's trying to do urgent homework. Look, if I leave a post unfinished, it means something important came up, and that I'll finish it later.

Level 15 T-Ball Youth.

So far as you know, all the TURTLES are still back at the beach.

 

[CJ1145]

>Dirk: Solve puzzle

Oh, you get it. The game wants you to go find a key. Well, fuck that.

Spoiler

You brought your own key. Or, KEYBLADE, rather. You're really glad you found a way to try and put this thing to use. It's much too hard to draw to be your go-to combat weapon.

>Future Dirk: Run for your life

Spoiler

Nah, you think you're good for a bit.

 

[ArcNitemare]

>Greg:Have a look around

You thank Lily for the talk,then head toward your HOUSE.The smile is still plastered on your face,mostly anyways.Good to see everything is going well here.

You walk through the HOUSE to make sure that everything is still in one piece.Which it is,more or less.You really should get around to getting the couch off of the roof.The LIVING ROOM looks out of place without it.

While you are in the kitchen you remember to refill Perrywinkle's food and water.No telling how long you will be gone next time you leave.

Well with that done that leaves you with...not a whole lot to do other then go to sleep.But you don;t want to do that.Actually,it may be a wise idea to change shirts..considering the one you have on right now is kind of in taters.But you don't want to stop wearing it...hmm...

You grab one of the many spare NINJA ARMOR that your MOTHER has around.You remove the sleeves and boots of the NINJA ARMOR leaving you with a...umm...NINJA VEST? Yeah lets go with that.Time to make a few things.

COMBINE:NINJA VEST && TATTERED AWESOME PHOENIX SHIRT=PCHOOOOOOOO

You also decide to attempt a past combo again.

COMBINE:BLACK/GREY SNEAKERS && NINJA BOOTS && SPACE AND IT'S RELATIVE DIMENSION =PCHOOOOOOOO

 

[WafflesandBacon]

>Xavier: Jump down the hole
You really hate backtracking for items.

 

[Pappytech]

>Dirk: You know what? Okay. Let's go with that.

Although the KEYBLADE is much too large to fit into the keyhole, as you hold the sword up a bright light shoots from its tip. Said beam shoots into the keyhole, accompanied by a loud clicking noise.

Slowly, the wooden planks holding the gate shut slide out of their slots, thudding to the ground. Now free of their restraints, the doors begin to swing open, revealing a massive chamber. Stepping inside the tower, you see that the entirety of the inner walls are covered with bizarre and outlandish carvings, both pictorial and in that strange script you keep finding everywhere. An enormous spiral staircase weaves its way upwards, lit by an array of floating, glowing orbs. Although you cannot see the top of the staircase, it seems likely that it'll reach the top of the tower.

In the center of the chamber lie several statues, all of various creatures, IGUANAS, GECKOS, CROCODILES, SALAMANDERS, TURTLES, and PARROTS. They are evenly spaced, set in a circle around what seems to be a stone LILYPAD, inscribed with a highly stylized sun.

You also think you can hear the clanking of a hammer and chisel, echoing from high above you.

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>Future Dirk: Well, alright then.

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>Greg: As you begin pouring out food, PERRYWINKLE appears from nowhere, and begins chowing down. Huh.

Anyway, crafting! Let's see here...

You made the SHIRT OF THE WHITE RAVEN! A black shirt, with a stylized white raven emblazoned on the front. It may not be a phoenix, but it still looks fairly impressive.

You made the 5TH DIMENSIONAL FOOTWEAR! As you slide the seemingly-ordinary shoes on, you feel a strange energy coursing through you. It feels strangely familiar, as though you've used this power before. Hmm...

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>Xavier: For the sake of avoiding a couple unnecessary posts, the GM assumes you head back to the first room of the dungeon, still accompanied, of course, by C-Diddy.

Spoiler: Show Map

There are paths heading EAST and WEST.

 

[MetroidNut]

>Rich: Frolic your way to the SURPLUS STORE.

If by "frolic" you mean "jetpack" then okay.

>Rich: Peruse the SURPLUS STORE's fine, probably-not-broken wares.

You think your enthusiasm is waning by the second.

>MetroidNut: Be right about all Act 6 speculation ever.

You may now shower me in accolades and money.

 

[Pappytech]

>Rich: The CLOCKWORK CROCODILE running the SURPLUS STORE is more than happy to show you his wares. At least, you think he's happy. You're not sure if these guys can really experience emotion.

SPARE COG. 5 BOONDOLLARS.
CHUNK OF GLASS. 10 BOONDOLLARS.
SCREWDRIVER SET. 30 BOONDOLLARS.
MAP. 50 BOONDOLLARS.
EMPTY SHOTGUN SHELL. 75 BOONDOLLARS.
TUBE OF COLORED LIQUID (RED, BLUE, OR GREEN). 100 BOONDOLLARS.

CHORALE OF CHEER. 525,000 BOONDOLLARS.
STRETTO BURST. 716,000 BOONDOLLARS.

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>Pappytech: Shower Metroid with accolades and money. Yeah, that's not gonna happen.

But, Act 6 does look like it'll be fun. We get to see the Guardians as kids now! Can't wait till we get to Bro.

 

[ArcNitemare]

>Greg:Examine new items

You take the items you have just made and give them a good look over.Even though the SHIRT OF THE WHITE RAVEN wasn't quite as cool as your last shirt,you suppose it is awesome in its own right and put it on.

You slip on the 5TH DIMENSIONAL FOOTWEAR,which looks similar to your old SNEAKERS except now being mostly black with a tinge of grey and the inside of the shoe being far more comfy material,and you can't help but feel an almost strange energy coursing through you.And yet,it feels familiar,as though you have used it before.Hmmm something to test later.

With that done,you contemplate on your next move.Another really left for you to do now,other then go to sleep.You leave a quick message on Pesterchum letting everyone know that you are going to Prospit and that you will get back to them as soon as you can.

You climb the staircase leading to your ROOM,and when you get in there,you shut the door and flop onto your BED.Your ROOM is still the same as you had left it.Your COMPUTER is still on with Dirk's house in view.

You just lay there and breath as fatigue of the last few hours.That and the near death experience.And slowly,but surely,your eyes start to grow heavy and after a few short minutes,you drift to sleep.

 

[MetroidNut]

>Rich: Be impressed.

Defying all odds, the SURPLUS STORE manages to be stocked with nothing but USELESS SHIT and USEFUL SHIT YOU CAN'T AFFORD. Congratulations! You've wasted even more time. You're right on track to stop the Reckoning!

>Rich: Waste more time.

You look into the bulletin advertisement requesting architectural assistance.

 

[Pappytech]

Spoiler: OOC

Alright, I just spent about 30 minutes trawling through the nearly 40 pages of this stuff we've gone through, trying to remember where Greg was when he fell asleep on Prospit.

I reread the four-way GM art battle. I saw Team Aldirk take down a boss by summoning a giant drill from nowhere. I watched as Xavier broke the fourth wall and spoke to the GodMonster. I followed Greg as he sliced through several legions of Dersites, accompanied only by a house cat. I checked out the arieal battle between Connor and Xavier in the skies of Derse. Rich... was kind of AWOL for a lot of it. Oh, and we got a couple of trolls running around in paradox space somewhere. They're pretty cool too.

Guys, it's been a crazy almost-four months. I've had my ups and downs, dealing with work, school, and family. Life is, in a word, insane. But, no matter what happens, what I do, what I fail at, one thing remains constant: This RP has been fun as hell. And I've got all of you to thank for that.

So, while I'm still in this weird state of sleep-deprived sentimentality, here's to you guys, you crazy, awesome people I met through the internet. Here's to Seinfeld, here's to Shenanigans, here's to Earth, Alternia, the Medium, boxers, ninjas, cutlery-salesmen, otakus, time-travel, cats, d20s, guns, swords, forks, bats, Fray-motifs, teddy-bears, Denizens, Skaia, and Andrew Hussie. Here's to Homestuck, and all its crazy fans, but especially to you guys.

It's been a crazy four months. Crazy, awesome, funny as hell. Here's hoping the next four are just as insane.

Wow, that went quite a bit longer then I thought it would. Anyway, on to some content!

>Greg: You wake up back on Prospit, clad once more in your yellow robes. You notice that you're still meditating in Rich's room. It looks like the guy's still asleep. It can't be a very deep sleep though; he looks like he could wake up at any time.

Glancing out the window, you can see that Prospit still looks the same. Lots of tall, golden buildings. Plenty of white-carapaced people walking around, going about their business. Yep, life is good.

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>Rich: Eh, you'll probably gain a few levels in short order. Boonbucks aplenty!

Heading back to the BULLETIN BOARD, you note the location mentioned on the architecture problem flyer. It looks like it's right in the middle of the village.

Heading over there, you find a CLOCKWORK CROCODILE standing in front of a large pile of GIANT GLASS SHARDS. He could probably give you an in-depth, but funny to read/listen to explanation of his situation, but he's also willing to provide the short version, shown below.

Spoiler: The Short Version

So, this building was kind of destroyed in the last Underling attack. The CROCODILE is very sad about this; he and his companions had spent a long time building it. He wants to try and put it back together, but can't do it by himself. He needs your help.

He's got a couple of ideas on how to fix it. You could painstakingly spend hours carefully putting all the glass back together. Or, you could try and go find something sticky to get them all to stick together. Or, you could find something entirely different to do. It's up to you.

 

[WafflesandBacon]

>Xavier: Go East

 

[Connor Lonske]

>Connor: But you we're even being sarcastic!

This is just silly! You liked being something. You are something. That one something. Now your a T-Ball Youth! It doesn't even have guy in the name! How sad.

>Connor: Pick up grist, check grist count, and go to da beach dufe.

You do so, you wonder if it will be a shit load? It should be a shit load! You earned a shit load!

Meh, it will likely only be a ass load. Sigh.

 

[MetroidNut]

>MetroidNut: Celebrate almost-four-month-anniversary with the GM.

I'd love to partake in the festivities of this joyous occasion, but because it took me so to get into Homestuck, I showed up late to the party! Instead, I'll go and hang out on the roof, quietly and ominously surveying the dark city far below me.

The city streets are red, the lights are blue and blinding. The TIME POLICE have found me.

>MetroidNut: Re-read SURPLUS STORE inventory.

Okay so I might have been slightly rushed when I made my last post, and I might have slightly not noticed the map and potions. Like a boss.

>Rich: Reconsider usefulness of SURPLUS STORE items.

Okay, fine. You GUESS a map would be kind of useful. And those tubes of colored liquid look delicious! You return to the SURPLUS STORE and purchase one of each of those things. You're still not happy about their lack of awesome weapons and items, though! They're probably being held back until you're a higher level...stupid game logic and its stupid balancing concerns.

>Rich: Test stickiness of various liquids.

For Science.

 

[Pappytech]

>Xavier: Heading through the door to the EAST, you and C-Diddy come across another hole, this one leading downwards. Peeking through the hole reveals that the room below you is populated by a pair of BASILISKS, and has another closed door heading WEST.

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>Connor: It's hard coming up with titles that all have "guy" in them.

As you head back to the beach, you are approached by the OLD TURTLE.

Spoiler: Show Consortlog

-- oldTurtle [OT] began pestering backroomSix [BS] at 12:01 --
BS: Hello again
OT: Ah, you're back.
BS: Yes
OT: And alive, I see.
BS: Pretty much
OT: I assume you defeated the Underlings?
BS: All of them to my knolege
OT: Your what?
BS: Knowledge
OT: Ah.
BS: I read too much sweet bro and hella jeff
BS: Sorry
OT: I... don't know what that is.
BS: It doesn't mater
OT: Alright then.
BS: So, your vilage is safe and stuff
BS: Do you have a store?
BS: I didn't notice one
OT: I believe one of our number runs a small shop, yes.
BS: number?
BS: Your numbered?
OT: No, I mean one of our group. Our population. Our citizenry.
BS: oh, just that I was wonder how you people are named
BS: Most cilivaztions have different names
BS: or diffrenet sets of names
BS: I don't know
OT: We typically choose a name for ourselves once we survive the crawl.
BS: I think too much
BS: That's cool, better than not having a say in the mannor
OT: Alright then.
OT: In any case, it will likely be some time before he gets his shop back in working order.
BS: That's too bad
BS: Well, I can always come back
OT: Alright.
BS: I better get on with my quest in that case also
OT: You have a quest?
BS: I'm the hero of mind
BS: Of course
BS: I just need to figure out more about it
OT: Oh, really? Good for you.
BS: Thank you
BS: So, I guess I'll get going
BS: Good luck with your vilage
OT: Thank you for your help.
BS: No problem
BS: So, what now for you people?
OT: Well, now we begin the long journey back to our village.
BS: It's only about half a mile or so
OT: We move rather slowly.
OT: Then, we begin the slow process of rebuilding. Again.
BS: Oh, sorry
BS: Now I understand
BS: I feel bad about saying that
OT: It's fine, I suppose. At least you don't try to eat us.
BS: I don't know how you could, but I won't anyways
BS: Question
OT: Yes?
BS: Are there any landmarks around here that could be benifical for me to see?
OT: Oh, yes. Of course there are.
BS: Exaples near this beach head
BS: ?
OT: Well, I'm afraid I don't know the way there myself. But, there should be maps, and books, about them back in the village.
BS: And I have to wait for you guys to get back their before I can look at them I presume?
OT: Well, we can't really stop you from going ahead of us and looking, I suppose.
BS: Yeah, but do you mind?
OT: But, you might have better luck if we come with you.
BS: Well
BS: Um
OT: We mind a little, yes.
BS: I guess I can hang with you guys for a bit
BS: Till we get there...
OT: It is considered rude to go through someone else's belongings.
BS: I Know
BS: So
BS: Um
OT: You know? And yet you still want to?
BS: I guess I have to
OT: You're not much of a Hero, are you?
BS: I don't like going blind
BS: Wait
BS: No
OT: What?
BS: I mean I want to go with you guys
OT: You're going blind?
BS: And follow you back there
BS: So I don't steal
BS: And stuff
OT: Okay...
BS: errr, lead the way?
OT: We'll be off then.
BS: Yeah...
-- oldTurtle [OT] ceased pestering backroomSix [BS] at 12:15 --

The TURTLES begin slowly walking back up the path. It looks like it'll be a couple hours before they make it to the village.

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>MetroidNut: Through the glass twenty stories high, you have watched this city burn.

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>Rich: You get a MAP and three TUBES OF PAINT!

Hey, you recognize this stuff. This is from your UNCLE'S studio. How the hell did it get all the way out here?

In any case, your scientific testing of the paint reveals that it is very sticky.

 

[MetroidNut]

>Rich: Commence art.

Taking your tubes of paint - and glad you tested their stickiness before trying to drink them - you set to work repairing the CROCODILE's building. Though you're fairly certain paint-viscosity is a bit architecturally unsound, you're equally certain that making a building out of nothing but glass shards is a lot more unsound. You don't think paint could possibly make the building less safe.

>Rich: Be trolled.

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-- unopressedAgitator [UA] began pestering truculentConservationist [TC] at 19:20 --
UA: thE fuck mAN
UA: thE fuck
TC: Hm?
UA: youRE pAiNtiNG
UA: why thE fuck ARE you pAiNtiNG
TC: Paint is mildly sticky, and I accepted a sidequest to fix this building.
TC: I'm painting the glass shards and trying to reconnect them.
TC: Though I'm not entirely sure which one of those things I'm doing worse.
TC: It's a close contest.
UA: mothERfuckiNG bAffliNG
UA: thAt it sEEms to woRk
TC: I'm sort of operating under the assumption that the sidequest wouldn't have been given if the means to complete it weren't lying around.
TC: I hope that's how it works, anyway.
UA: Not REAlly
TC: If not, I think I'm creating a large deathtrap of loosely-connected glass shards.
UA: how thouGhtful
TC: I'm improvising, okay?
UA: you ANywhERE NEAR AN AlchEmisiNG thiNG
TC: Not really.
UA: fuck
UA: sAw you usEd musickiNd oR whAtEvER so i thouGht id shARE somE hEllA bEAts with you
TC: Now I'm intrigued.
UA: wEll
UA: i sNAGGEd somE bEAts fRom thE MUSIGGALATORS A loNG whilE bAck
UA: shits potENt
TC: "Musiggalators"?
TC: That's a thing?
UA: bRo thEy ARE A thiNG you doNt EvEN kNow
UA: thEy kill by RockiNG out
UA: thEy ARE AwEsomE ANd thAt is REAlly All thERE is to sAy oN thE mAttER
TC: Disregarding the name, I think we'd get along well.
UA: AlRiGht cool
UA: so codE
UA: Ab1@lb$
UA: WAit fuck
UA: Ab1@lb!!
UA: thERE
TC: Alright, thanks.
TC: I'll try that - and possibly the first one.
TC: You never know.
UA: hoNEstly NoNE of you fuckERs ARE ANywhERE NEAR AN AlchEmisiNG stAtioN
TC: On a related note, I just went through the first gate a little while ago; is there any way back to my house to reap the spoils of teamwork?
UA: tEAmwoRk?
UA: whEN did this hAppEN
TC: You're sharing your weaponry with me.
UA: oh
TC: That seems like some amount of teamwork.
TC: One-sided, but it still counts.
UA: i thouGht you mEANt youR lEAdER-ish Guy ANd compANioNs
UA: but yEAh thERE ARE REtuRN NodEs ARouNd youR lANd
UA: look likE GAtEs but dullER
UA: jump iN 'Em ANd you AppEAR RiGht bAck
TC: No, no, our leader-ish guy is mind-bogglingly incompetent and I haven't talked with my companions in some time.
TC: Return notes, got it. Thanks.
TC: By which I meant "nodes".
UA: oh hEy you ANd i will GEt AloNG just fiNE mEthiNks
TC: What makes you say that?
UA: chAs is A douchE ANd you thiNk hE is
UA: bAsis ENouGh foR A bRoship
TC: Agreed.
TC: But don't tell him I said that.
UA: you cRAzy? of couRsE ill tEll him
TC: He's convinced I'm his most loyal and unquestioning subordinate.
UA: oh
TC: It's a lot of fun.
UA: fEh ok
TC: Turns out there is literally no amount of sarcasm too great for Chas to miss.
UA: tAkiNG him dowN by tElliNG him hEs AN Awful lEAdER souNds likE moRE fuN
TC: What if we cooperated?
TC: Good cop, troll cop?
UA: i Am iNtRiGuEd
UA: tEll mE moRE
TC: You keep viciously mocking him, and pointing out his unfathomable inability at leadership.
UA: ok
TC: Meanwhile, I shower him in enough unveiled sarcastic praise to keep his ego going.
TC: That way, he doesn't get depressed and stop responding to your trolling.
UA: im uNsuRE At whAt this would Accomplish
UA: but i GEt to ***** At chAs so its All Good
TC: And I get my own twisted enjoyment.
TC: Thus did our broship bridge the gaps of time and space.
UA: which totAlly should bE REctifiEd
TC: One thing at a time.
UA: you should fiNd A blAdEd wEApoN
TC: Why?
UA: just cAusE
TC: That's not a very convincing reason.
UA: hEy whEN A bENEvolENt AliEN God thiNG tElls you to fiNd A kNifE
UA: you fiNd A fuckiNG kNifE ANd pREsENt it to mE oN youR bARE kNEEs
UA: pREfERRAbly whilE siNGiNG somEthiNG choRus likE
UA: you siNG?
TC: Sometimes.
TC: I guess.
UA: ok
UA: thAt is youR NExt oRdER of buisNEss
TC: Knife-acquisition, or singing?
UA: thE fiRst, thEN thE sEcoNd
TC: We'll see, I suppose.
UA: i suRE hopE so
TC: I am a very busy man, what with all this painting.
UA: im cuRious
UA: whAt is youR titlE
TC: I am the illustrious and grand Seer of Hope.
UA: cAN you sEE somE hopE yEt
TC: How literally should I take that question?
UA: this GAmE is All About thE AbstRAct shit
UA: Not thAt litERAlly
TC: Then in that case, yes, we apparently have plenty of time to stop the Reckoning.
TC: Even if I have an incompetent leader and teammates I haven't spoken to in hours.
UA: EEEEhh
UA: i wouldNt sAy plENty
TC: ...That's a little concerning.
UA: you doNt hAvE to huRRy yEt
TC: Can you give me any actual numbers? This guesswork could get dangerous.
UA: No i cANt
UA: blowiNG up thE timEliNE ANd All
TC: Damn.
UA: All i cAN sAy is
UA: stop pAiNtiNG
-- unopressedAgitator [UA] ceased pestering truculentConservationist [TC] at 19:54 --

>Rich: Keep painting.

You work with the majesty and grace of one who has absolutely no idea what he is doing. After many minutes of toil, your masterpiece is at last completed.

It looks like complete and utter shit.

On the plus side, it bears a strong resemblance to a building.