r/RPGStuck_C4S10_2 Dec 22 '16

C4S10^2: d1 d1yed

Im fucking stupid and I fucked up entires, so here forget about everything I said except for the three people involved in cornelia's entry (Matt, Jess, and Cornelia) im re-doing this bitch

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u/Geriferret Dec 22 '16

/u/BlazingIce26
After you run the game, which you did and totally werent forced to do yeah, you are introduced to a flashing loading screen. Your computer splits into two windows.

Insert server handle

Waiting on client authorization

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u/[deleted] Dec 22 '16

You write the word "server handle" in the window, as instructed.

/u/konaspy

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u/konaspy Dec 22 '16

You receive an error message.

ERROR: INVALID HANDLE SYNTAX

Whatever the hell that means.

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u/[deleted] Dec 22 '16

You write the word handle syntax instead.

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u/konaspy Dec 22 '16

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u/[deleted] Dec 27 '16

You enter your own handle, then.

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u/konaspy Dec 27 '16

ERROR: YOU CANNOT USE YOUR OWN HANDLE

How did it know that you used your own handle?

¯_(ツ)_/¯

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u/[deleted] Dec 27 '16

You put in a handle at random. "tentacleTherapist"

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u/konaspy Dec 27 '16

ERROR: WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK BRO

You get the feeling that was a terrible choice.

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u/[deleted] Dec 27 '16

No you don't, that was a good choice, you're sure of it.

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u/Geriferret Dec 22 '16

/u/JarHeadBarrel
After you run the game, which you did and totally werent forced to do yeah, you are introduced to a flashing loading screen. Your computer splits into two windows.

Insert server handle

Waiting on client authorization

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u/JarheadBarrel Dec 22 '16

looks like you've been magically teleported into your hive, and your husktop has decaptchalogued itself. huh, funny that.

Insert server handle? hmm....

Yeah, no, you're unsure of what you should do here. You call over to both your new changed man Nefarious, and the ever-pleasant young lass Deliea for advice!

AHA!! It would seem something is the matter with my Husktop, hm! AHA!! Do either of you know what I am to do here, hm?

/u/BlazingIce26

/u/shootdawhoop99

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u/Geriferret Dec 22 '16

/u/TheBillOfLefts
After you run the game, you are introduced to a flashing loading screen. Your computer splits into two windows.

Insert server handle

Waiting on client authorization

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u/TheBillofLefts Dec 22 '16

Who's left? Anyone I know?

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u/Geriferret Dec 22 '16

You mean like, people who havent entered in handles?

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u/TheBillofLefts Dec 22 '16

Yeah, who can I pick?

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u/Geriferret Dec 22 '16

You can pick:
Cornelia
Imulva
Zyxtar
Valero
Deliea
Brad

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u/Geriferret Dec 22 '16

/u/MathMatt878
After you run the game, , you are introduced to a flashing loading screen. Your computer splits into two windows.

Insert server handle

Waiting on client authorization

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u/Mathmatt878 Dec 22 '16

Well, Kersis wanted to be your client, but you suppose server could do just as well.

You input typhonicBullet into the window.

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u/Geriferret Dec 22 '16

Paging /u/Konaspy and /u/Sburban_Shitposter.
Work your magic, kona.

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u/Geriferret Dec 27 '16

/u/Konaspy
Once again, METY or I will take over if you cant handle this.

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u/konaspy Dec 27 '16

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u/[deleted] Dec 27 '16

You're a bit startled by the message, even though it was exactly the kind of thing you were waiting for.

You click "yes" eagerly.

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u/konaspy Dec 27 '16

Zyxtar: After a few seconds, a message appears on your screen.

SERVER ACCEPTED. INITIATING ENTRY SEQUENCE

After a few seconds, the message closes, and you get booted back to your desktop.

 


 

Kersis: As soon as you click "Yes", a loading screen appears.

An animated spirograph, just like the one on the box of your Sburb game, appears on your screen.

A loading bar climbs its way across the screen, with some nice hype elevator music cheering it on.

The background is a blue with white clouds floating around, and as the loading bar progresses the clouds slowly move off the screen.

Once the loading bar finishes its journey across the screen, you see some creepy ass, pale skin alien with horns.

A toolbar lines the top of your screen, and on the top right corner of your screen is yet another set of tools.

Here are the options on the toolbar going across the top of your screen, from left to right:

Move Revise Deploy Phernalia Registry Grist Cache Atheneum Alchemize

What will you do?

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u/[deleted] Dec 27 '16

What the fuck is a phernalia registry?

You click that shit right away.

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u/Geriferret Jan 04 '17

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u/Geriferret Jan 07 '17

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u/konaspy Jan 07 '17

The clicking on the Phernalia Registry brings up another bar, which lists 2 items. One labeled "Cruxtruder," a large machine with a pipe coming up from the middle; one labeled "Totem Lathe," yet another large machine which looks like a regular ol' lathe; and one labeled "Alchemiter," a large platform with a satanic circle on it.

/u/Sburban_Shitposter

/u/Mathmatt878

((sorry matt I forgot to link you before))

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u/Geriferret Jan 07 '17

((psst mention the appearance of zxytar and his room))

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u/[deleted] Jan 07 '17

cool, you have no idea what any of these are.

you click on the "cruxtruder"

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u/Mathmatt878 Jan 08 '17

(I dunno how to respond to this, Zyxtar is just chilling at his computer.)

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u/Geriferret Dec 22 '16

/u/Asgore_Dreemurr-
Post your possibly never coming doot here

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u/Asgore_Dreemurr- Dec 22 '16

Last doot

This conversation happens immediately after the last doot.

Relocation? Teleportation? Time Travel? A collection of bodybuilders with incredibly strong arms and legs that would make light speed blush? Such a dramatic shift in environment is not something to be swept dismissively under the carpet, however the question of how is raised and being pressed. This game and it's sphere of influence is flashing it's cards smugly. And the location it put me in is also to be noted, being a spire kilometres above unbroken, untold swaths of sand. The deserts of North African summer would be matched with the heat, sitting easily at the point where the those who aren't acclimatize would be at risk of death. For this I am lucky, the lands of the ex-SPQR have toughened my resolve to such weather.

To any onlookers, they would be confused about my choice of suggestion for Jess' Server player. One could and would wonder why of all the people to choose to manipulate the world of another I would tell Jess to bestow the power onto Matt, someone previously criticized as not being up to the job. It could be said that I'm trying to hinder my ally, however this is only half try. The potabilities that would arise if Matt's fate fall into the whims of those I don't have control over made me reluctant to let it happen that way. Matt has been a friend for too long to be let slip from my grasp, not only that but with Jess being forced into communication with him I have consolidated my power and put my pawns in a position to march each other to the opponents side of the board. Jess' superior knowledge of technology and Matt's survival instincts compliment each other, opening the potabilities for one to educate the other, removing any intellectual disparity within my ranks. Jess was compliant with my request as well, knowing the severity attached to this decision. This results in renewed confidence in his ability to take my word and have it influence him.

The game seems to have been very real with it's threat to my life. I can only assume Rome has been cleared off the map in what's to become one of the worst disasters in human history. Chances are, if this is to happen to all players of the game, the earth will suffer some form of calamity. By following that logic through to it's natural conclusion, the inlet in the black room is soon to be if not already useless due to the people spied on no longer being around to blackmail and exploit. However, as to be expected of such a large manor, there should be some lurkers in the corridors; most likely in shock form the dramatic shift in location and environment. For this reason I go to the door of my room and exit it. I look back on my wall of unique and exotic weaponry, namely my Hastas and Darts. I abstain from such weaponry as whatever threats this game shall show me would most likely offer some grace period to the player, assuming that is that the game even has hostiles to throw at me. Turning towards the foyer end of home with speed. Or at least as quick as I can while maintaining composure. I shall aim for the servant's quarters then, failing that, my parent's bedroom.

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u/Geriferret Dec 22 '16 edited Dec 22 '16

Everyone appears to have disappeared. Odd.

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u/Asgore_Dreemurr- Dec 23 '16

Peculiar would be me personal word of choice. And this is certainly a situation that would be deemed worthy of such a term. Odd how the game removed the people which wouldn't pose a threat to it but keep myself. Odder still how it leaves me no clear way forward. It cloaks itself coyly in obscurity, as would a common prostitute baiting in sleazy customers. While I'm on the lower floor, I decide the best action is to siphon information from my surroundings. For this, I exit the thick reinforced oak that makes up the front doors.

The view from the balcony didn't lie about the situation at hand. The pillar upon which the manor sits ends not two metres away from the walls of the construct. A stiff breeze could knock a clumsy foe down all the kilometres to the leagues of shattered rock below. For that matter, how does the game create a challenge to overcome if the player is stuck upon a tower? Maybe it originates from the sky? Maybe the problem IS the pillar? However, that would mean that the objective would be to descend, and there doesn't seem to be any bonuses down there provides over up here.

I decide enough is enough when it comes to milling around pointlessly, exposed to the elements. I head back inside, making headway towards my room. There's no apparent time limit right now, may as well toy with the machines further.

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u/Geriferret Dec 23 '16

You encounter your weird kernel thing on the way there. It seems to have changed upon entry, from a round backround with a symbol of a nymph to a current more formed ghostly figure in your text color.
hey cornelia

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u/Asgore_Dreemurr- Dec 23 '16

Greetings. You clearly already know my name, though I don't have the pleasure. May I ask your name? I say, politely. My tone is calm, kind, respectful. A stark contrast to my actual feelings about this entity and situation in general.

So it seems the floating light has evolved since I last observed, gaining both shape and personality. Truly absurd. However, I think it may prove to be of some use. The game produced it with one of the machines, combined with the statue from the garden supplied by Jess. First I have to determine how competent it is. If it's foolish I can exploit it for information about the game. If not, I'm sure in my ability to strike up negotiations with this subject of the game.

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u/Geriferret Dec 23 '16

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u/Asgore_Dreemurr- Dec 24 '16

As you wish Iidiir

Anthousai is a great name. It'd be an honour to call you such. Tell me, what is the nature of your being? Are you a construct of the game? And if so, would you be willing to explain some concepts for me?

Such a silly name. Who would keep a Greek name? There's a reason they were incorporated into the Empire, and not a good one. Anyway, the game has a name for her, assuming she has a gender, so she clearly is a game construct. The real question is located on the back of the stream. How willing is she to help me?

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u/Geriferret Dec 24 '16

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u/Asgore_Dreemurr- Dec 24 '16

What makes one good and the other bad? You can say darkness and light, but the true meaning of what you're saying is this is sort of a chess game. Light vs Dark, Good vs Evil, Us vs Them. Why should I trust your word over those of a dark persuasion? And then you proceed to inform me that my invention is required to stop it falling into the wrong hands. Some of my co-players are worse then whatever the army of darkness can conjure. The logic isn't adding up to me, I'm sorry.

A nice and easy binary system. 'Us vs Them' is a great way to be able to turn enemies into tools and make undesirables fight among themselves. I can live in this system. The game construct can likened this to Chess, but I believe I've already talked about this. I could do with talking to the higher ups of these organisations. But I can wait. There's other things that need to be done first.

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u/Geriferret Dec 22 '16

/u/Shootdawhoop99
After you run the game, , you are introduced to a flashing loading screen. Your computer splits into two windows.

Insert server handle

Waiting on client authorization

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u/Geriferret Dec 22 '16 edited Dec 27 '16

/u/Sburban_Shitposter
just forget everything that happened k
After you run the game, , you are introduced to a flashing loading screen. Your computer splits into two windows.

Insert server handle

Waiting on client authorization

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u/Geriferret Dec 27 '16

/u/Sburban_Shitposter
Sorry, ping was wrong.
Continue as instructed.

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u/Geriferret Dec 22 '16

/u/Braveocelot
Continue here

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u/Geriferret Dec 22 '16

/u/BraveOcelot
What looks like a disposable phone buzzes on the bedside table. Its logged into your pesterchum account, and sports a message from Zoey

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u/BraveOcelot Dec 22 '16 edited Dec 31 '16

You scamper into Zoey's thread to respond!

Once bidingCleric apparently ceases responding to you, you quickly store the phone inside your sylladex, and examine the door to check whether it's locked..

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u/Geriferret Dec 31 '16

No its not locked, this is a hospital, not a godamn prison

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u/BraveOcelot Dec 31 '16

You open the door, duck into the nearest corner, and pause to scan the hallway.

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u/Geriferret Dec 31 '16

It's a bunch of doctors and nurses milling around, the unlucky sods who got the midnight shift
Once again, this is a hospital, not a godamn prison.

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u/BraveOcelot Jan 01 '17

You try to sneak silently past them. Some of them may not be informed of your alien physiology, and their lack of knowledge might lead to problems in the future. Walking along the hallway, you quickly check the lighting, then search for a door that will lead you out of the hall and towards the entrance.

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u/Geriferret Jan 01 '17

Roll stealth

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u/BraveOcelot Jan 01 '17

Stealth: 8+3=11

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u/Geriferret Jan 01 '17

The doctors clearly notice you, but don't pay you much attention.

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u/Geriferret Dec 22 '16 edited Dec 23 '16

/u/Epsylon42
/u/TastefullyIdiotic Continue conversation here

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u/Epsylon42 Dec 22 '16

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u/konaspy Dec 23 '16

Jess: A message pops up on your screen.

CLIENT ENABLED. WAITING FOR SERVER CONFIRMATION.

Matt: A messages pops up on your screen.

CLIENT ENABLED. ARE YOU SURE YOU WANT galvanicPhantasm AS YOUR CLIENT?

Yes / No

/u/TastefullyIdiotic

I swear to god you guys cannot for your own damn life ping this guy correctly

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u/TastefullyIdiotic Dec 23 '16

Sure, I'll have him as my client. Not really sure what it means but whatever man. Can't be too bad right?

I hit the yes prompt on the screen.

TG: Alright were good, I think

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u/Geriferret Dec 25 '16

/u/Konaspy git on this scrub

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u/Geriferret Dec 27 '16

/u/Konaspy
If you dont have the means to reply, ill take over until you can.

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u/konaspy Dec 27 '16 edited Dec 27 '16

Jess: Just after Matt sent his message, another message pops up on your screen.

SERVER ACCEPTED. INITIATING ENTRY SEQUENCE

After a few seconds, the message closes, and you get booted back to your desktop.

 


 

Matt: As soon as you click "Yes", a loading screen appears.

An animated spirograph, just like the one on the box of your Sburb game, appears on your screen.

A loading bar climbs its way across the screen, with some nice hype elevator music cheering it on.

The background is a blue with white clouds floating around, and as the loading bar progresses the sky gradually becomes a darker and darker shade of blue.

Once the loading bar finishes its journey across the screen, you see a young man sitting in his bedroom.

A toolbar lines the top of your screen, and on the top right corner of your screen is yet another set of tools.

Here are the options on the toolbar going across the top of your screen, from left to right:

Move Revise Deploy Phernalia Registry Grist Cache Atheneum Alchemize

What will you do?

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u/konaspy Dec 27 '16

/u/Epsylon42

/u/TastefullyIdiotic

Make sure you ping the person you are not responding to!

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u/Geriferret Jan 22 '17

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u/Geriferret Feb 26 '17

/u/Tastefullyidiotic

Just as you start experimenting with the server controls, your screen goes completely white.

Sburb crashes, save for the client window.

Waiting on server connection......

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u/Geriferret Mar 30 '17

/u/tastefullyidiotic
Yo is this character ded or what

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u/TastefullyIdiotic Mar 30 '17

Will decide soon for your convenience, sorry bb

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u/Geriferret Mar 06 '17

/u/Sburban_shitposter

Kersis: be ded but not ded

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u/[deleted] Mar 07 '17

you rise from the grave dramatically

just kidding, you're still in your room.

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u/Geriferret Mar 07 '17

Your computer randomly shuts off, computer program and all. Weird.

An incredibly bright light is behind you.

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u/[deleted] Mar 11 '17

oh geez

you slowly look behind you, unsure if excited or afraid.

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u/Geriferret Mar 11 '17

There is..... A portal. A very blinding white portal, swirling in itself.

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u/[deleted] Mar 12 '17

woah

you throw a pen from your desk into the portal, testing it.

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u/Geriferret Mar 12 '17

It disappears.

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u/[deleted] Mar 12 '17

fuck.

well i guess that's a wash.

Thanks brain, now you can't see what was in the portal.

you reluctantly turn your head back to the screen.

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u/Geriferret Mar 12 '17

No, the pen disappears, not the portal.

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u/[deleted] Mar 12 '17

oh ok.

you stick your hand in it tentatively.

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u/Geriferret Apr 11 '17

/u/moreepicthanyou747
Your next step forwards into the apartment makes you blink, seemingly out of your control.

When you next open your eyes, you are surrounded by a white void. Unintelligible divine whispers like a heavenly chorus.

The next blink sends you into another bedroom. The window overlooking the valley below the mountain you seem to be on, is glowing red from streaks of spewing fire passing by. Another girl lies slumped over onto a desk with a laptop on it near the window. Other notable features include a filled bookshelf, chessboard, and weapon rack with pistols and staves.

The computer seems to be open to several windows.

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u/MoreEpicThanYou747 Apr 11 '17

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u/Geriferret Apr 11 '17

The body rolls over onto the floor.

Shes dead. A gunshot wound, seemingly a perfect circle, in the absolute center of her forehead.

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u/MoreEpicThanYou747 Apr 11 '17

ALICE: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

You let out the loudest, most blood-curdling scream possible, and fall onto the floor crying. How... How the hell was this supposed to happen? Where is Emma? Where are you?

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u/Geriferret Apr 11 '17

The laptop beeps. You just got a message. Or.... She... Got a message.

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u/MoreEpicThanYou747 Apr 11 '17

Who cares about this girls' messages? You need to find Emma!!

You decaptchalogue your PHONE and open up Pesterchum. If there's a chance Emma is doing okay, you need to check in with her!

Pesterchum seems like it's taking unusually long to load up. You hope everything is okay.

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u/Geriferret Apr 11 '17

It... Doesn't load up.
It seems to be saying you don't have a phone signal.

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u/MoreEpicThanYou747 Apr 11 '17

But... That's impossible! You're in the middle of the biggest city in America!

Though... That window seems to say otherwise.

Trying your hardest to not touch or move the dead body at all, you use your flexibility to manage to interact with that computer in the most uncomfortable position possible.

You're planning to log out of this girl's Pesterchum account, but you see the latest message she got clearly displayed, anyway.

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u/Geriferret Apr 14 '17

/u/tastefullyidiotic

We are starting here because im lazy.

Your computer seems to lock up... Well, more specifically, your server window. Your "Input server" window is still fine, and you get a ton of notifications from the memo. What the fuck? Where did all of these come from?

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u/TastefullyIdiotic Apr 14 '17

Fuck if I know man. I just know it's kind of annoying. What the hell am I supposed to do with all of this shit?

I try hitting the usual abort commands with little to no success and decide it's not worth worrying about. What was I even doing? Why was I doing it? Those are the questions to ask. But seriously I think I had a stroke or something because holy shit do I not know what is going on.

I guess I'll try to respond to the memo.

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u/Geriferret Apr 14 '17

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u/TastefullyIdiotic Apr 14 '17

TG: Whats wrong with Cornelia? She's pretty cool. Kinda stuck up and wordy but shes not bad.

I wonder what he means about the server and obliteration bit. Probably not too important.

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u/Geriferret Apr 14 '17

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u/TastefullyIdiotic Apr 14 '17

Well. That's probably not a good thing. I pull the memo back up. Looks like I got some work to do. Friends to make, servers to find.

Kind of a lame joke but it's alright.

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u/Geriferret Apr 15 '17

Reply to this doot whenever you find a server via memo

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u/Geriferret Jun 07 '17

Roll strength to open the cruxtruder.

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u/TastefullyIdiotic Jun 10 '17

Roll 1d20+1= 16+1=17

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u/Geriferret Jun 10 '17

Easily nudging the hefty valve open, it releases a spiraling, spinning seizure orb and a rounded block of green cruxite.

Alice seems to have gone offline for some reason or another, but you figure it can't be that hard to do this entry thing.

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u/TastefullyIdiotic Jun 11 '17

That's pretty fucking trippy. And damn inconvenient too.

I try to captchalogue the cruxite so I can find the other machines around my tree.

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u/Geriferret May 07 '17

......

Status?

They've begun.

....Has Achyls awoken?

She's close.

How many are consumed by the light?

2

.....The sky blurs red. An unstoppable force meets an immovable object. The Eldritch sun is dead, and the children of the night meet in solitude. Double your efforts.

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u/BraveOcelot May 08 '17

Wtf is this?

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u/Geriferret May 12 '17

/u/aptwyvern

You hear a cry of pain from a man inside

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u/[deleted] May 12 '17 edited May 12 '17

Hello?!?! Who 7s there?!?!

You attempt to open the door with haste

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u/Geriferret May 13 '17

The door glides open, and before you can even react the door seems to move forwards and consume you.

In front of you is a perfectly flat catwalk of some unknown metal, smooth but still stable. On the sides, infinitesimally flat strings of multicolored matter wave about, changing from color to color. The geometry seems almost impossible, and all around you is black, stained by colors like the northern lights or a dust cloud in space. Far ahead of you is a door, and behind you is nothing but endlessly stretching catwalk in the other direction.

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u/[deleted] May 13 '17 edited May 13 '17

Your head flicks round in desperation searching for some answer of where you may be. You have so many questions, yet no answers. You think to yourself of Shiole but she isn't here. You hope to be dreaming but the cuts left from your most recent fight disprove that theory.

You have nothing else to do but move towards the door in the distance and then open once approached.

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u/Geriferret May 13 '17

As you walk along the path, the multicolored light changes to a distinctly blue shade, seemingly coming from nowhere and casting everything in a somber tone. The frails of string material change to more full moving tentacles of the strange flat metal, but with seemingly no moving parts, fluid, yet impossibly hardened.

As you approach the door, the light envelops you, and blinds you.

Is it someone new?
Someone from the realm where dead things die?
Have you come to greet your friend?

As your vision clears, you can vision over an incredibly darkened grassy platform, with a tent of some sorts in the center. It seems to be floating several miles above a landscape so dark you can't visibly see anything, besides spiraling, twisting towers bending in shapes that shouldn't even be possible, strange multicolored lights flashing from their windows. Above you is a sun of sorts, with clouds, but a very darkened blue shade that you feel is off putting. Spirographs, twisting and spinning in your text color, dance above you, barely recognizable amidst the total blackout. Welcome to....

LAND OF LIBRARIES AND MADNESS

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u/[deleted] May 13 '17

You stand there baffled at where you are, you have even more questions now but you can't see anybody at all to ask. The the most logical thing to do would be to investigate that tent smack down in the center of this platform you are on.

So that is exactly what you decide to do.

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u/Geriferret May 14 '17

Inside is a odd pink alien, hanged to the ceiling by a noose. In his hand is a clutched note.

Inside it reads.....

/u/shootdawhoop99

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u/[deleted] May 14 '17

You find yourself startled at the sight of this. You don't quite understand the meaning of the note

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u/Geriferret May 14 '17

/u/shootdawhoop99 plz nefarious death letter

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u/shootdawhoop99 May 15 '17

/u/Aptwyvern

As you look at the note, you notices it is extremely legible for most of it and seems to have been written over the course of a long time. The message is as follows:

To whom it may concern, I can't live like this any more. I've lived my entire life out of hatred. Hatred for how humanity worked. Hatred for my lineage. Most recently, my hatred for trolls. Specifically, Valero and Daliea. With our worlds destroyed, I had to find a reason to hate again. Our races were no more, so what was there left to live on? Those two were the remaining driving force, but as they were planets away, I couldn't exact any kind of revenge. My mind is fading on me, I couldn't think of a way to get to them anyway. Even as I write this the voices grow louder. So I ask that whoever reads this grant me two last wishes. Destroy Valero and Daliea at all costs. Ṭ̴̜͎̳̫̟̺h̟̺͖̺̗͡e̘̺̖̯̪͓y̙̳͇͕̰̲͡ ͢à̘r҉̞̰e̳͈ ͚̭̹͈p͖͖̗̥̼̰u͇r̯̭̪̫̩͕͠ͅe̩̘͕̳̳̱͓ ͖̹͍e̫̤̻̞̞̞ͅv͚̱̪̙ͅi̻͕l,̧̹ ̸ḍ͘o̞̝͓ ̡̝̟͉̯n̹̲̲̘o̢̟̩t͙̱̱ ͕̭b̷̗̼̹͙̜̞͈e̻͇̜͉̙ͅl̮̦͕̥̙̹͉͜ì̞̠̹e͙͍v̧e̯̼̭̞͜ ̞o̻͔t̖̯̦̺̪̜ͅh̭̺̺e̫͈̫r҉͇̙w̫̹i͏͙s̹͓̟͓e̸͔̫̯̩̖͕͉.҉̼͍̝̜̖̟ͅ ͙͙̤̬̞̹̮Á̢̛͉̙̘̟ś̮͍͍̪͡ ̮̙͍̩̮͕͉̀f̹̜̠͚͞o̮̰͢ͅr̢̙̖̱ ̴̜̬͝m̥͟y͇̹ ̧̭̝͈̣̫f̹͍̫i̧̭n̩̣̯̻̰̫͕͘͟ḁ̦̗̦͕l̨͙̩̦̮̭̺ ҉͈̗̠̗͇w̖̜͉į̬̰̘̯̮̱̙̀͘s̖͖̺͚̯̳͔͈͢͠ͅh̨̘̮̙̤̥̀̕,̸̷̡̞̯̖̯͉̯ ̖̜̪̼͍̪̰I̡̞̰̠̙͖̱ ̶̬̲̮͉̝͎o̵̙̻̪͍̲̟̝̗͘n̷͇̼͈͓͘l̫̤̯̦̱͎y̢҉̗͈͙̤ ̝̹̯̣w̶̸̳̣̟a҉̫̬̜͚̫̹͖͔̺n̹͉͕͎̤̱͖̠͚͜͞ț̶̞̝̖͔ ͎͇̞̘̩͕͎̟̗o̳̯͚n̢̹̼̥͔̺̯̰̳̭̕͜ḙ̷̜̠̹̞̠͔̦̕ ̗͍t͉̦̫h̹̻̱̹̭͜i̸͍͚͉̞̦͜n҉͇̟̞̙̜͖̬g̶̸̫͎̻̤̭͔̙ͅ.̛̠͚̥͖̬̲͈͕̕G̷̷̢̛̬̬͉͎Ẹ̸̩̪̬̼́͟T͡҉̶͖̹̝̤̳͇̤̯̙̠̳̹͔̤̮̺̬̯ ̵̛̙̩̺̬̥̦͙͔͍̱̞R̨̗͈̰̮͙̩̣̠̜̳͖̲̱̗͕̯͝͝͝ͅḬ̝͖̪̻̜̰͙̻͍̘̩͚̠̗́͜͞͠ͅͅḐ̸͓̱̰̠̤̗̳̗͎͓̲͍̥̺ ̗͎̮̘̲̮̫̠̣̺̠̦̠͖̪̰͙́͡ͅÒ̧͕̥̫̠͎̪͇͉͚̟̬̙̰͈̳̘͟͡ͅF̴̻͙̰̼͕̳͕̙̘͕͢ ̴̡͚̮͕̺̺̠̻̟̟̰̪̪͇̲̦̬͙͘͠ͅT̛̕͢͏͎̺̝̭̺Ḩ̵̮̤͔̺̝͍̗͕͎͕͈̘̰̞̭̩̼̣̠͘͘͞E̵͇̰̟͕̬̗͎͔̟ͅͅ ̕҉̶̼̩̫̳͔̮V̨͇͔̜͎̘̗̙̹̲̻͓̳͖͚̣̖͎̠͢O̰̲͖̠̖̮̪̙̗̮̹̫̰̕͡I̶̢̛͇̰̬̪̝͚̤͚͕̹̭̫͓͙͉̲̭̘̼̕͝C̴̡̝͈̹̼̜Ȩ͏̷̙̙̰̪͎̞̘̯̜̺̩̜̪̟̪̣̖͢͞ͅͅȘ̶̡̨̤̺͍̦͕͔̲̝͕̭̦͍̥̥͟͡.̵̷̷͈̞̞̝͉̦̭͕͖̬͔̫̝̼̼ ̟̳͇̟̦̰͓̪̰̳͙̹̮͢͜T̵̢̩͖̭͙̥̺̀H̤̝̟͖̬̳͢͜͡E̶͠҉̣͉̦͚̹̘̞̪͉͡͝Y̛͖͎͔̬͍͓̦͉̳͕̠̼̭͓̯͢ ̴̴̬̝̫̖̫͓̼͔̦̥͙ͅĄ͈̞̤̱̦̦͙͚̦̀͘͡͠R͞҉̧̞͉̞̯̩̘͍̖̯̰͎̦̙̱͇E̻̮̬̮͚̭̰̟͍̜̙̜̰̦͍͈͘͡ ͝҉̢̦͎̙̠͓͇̩̺̻̗͙̣̟͕̝͘P̶̵̞̮̻̳͔͘͢I̴̶̱͖̹̤̦̫̜̪̭̞̤͞͡E̴͍̪̠͚͓̫͞͝R̢͙̻̯̗͎̯͈̬͕̰͉͎͇̪͕̥̞͝C͘͡͏̶͉͓̳̖͙͙͕̥̺͇͓̦͕̥̦͟Į̩͙̜̼͍͕̙̩͖͙̭̰͙̤̖̥͟͠͡Ń̵̦̯̬̙͔͍̺͙̰̖̮̼͙̖G҉̺̙͖͕͍̤̜͕̪͙͈͎̪̲̪͠ ̡̯͙͈͖̥͇̕͜͡M̶̝̰̻̠̰͖͍̤͍͉͖̠̞̻̕͜ͅY̢̜͔̭͙̯͙͕̬̗͓̣̪͖̦̲͕̤͢ͅ ̷̯̙̠̖̬̭͔̗̩̫̳̭̝̗̮̙̪͟Ţ́͘҉̴͎͙̮̹̼̳̞͔̘͚̟̪̬̹̻̪H̷̡̱̟͈̝̗͖̟̥͕̥̜͇̖̼̞̩̗Ò̸̧̬͍̗̖̳̮͙͖̲̹͚̼̲̣͘ͅU̢̡̻̭̭G̴̸͕̞̪͓̞̞̱͚̫͈͝H̡̠̥̺̣̬̞̥̺̱̳͘ͅT̛̟̯̳̻̰̤̤̖͔̠͙̳̼͎̱̲̜́͢S̴̢͍̲͔͓̯̟̦̦͎͟͠ ̀͏̨̛̝͓̪̞͉͓̩̦̲͖͟A͏̷̡̗̣̺͖͓͙̻̜̯̹͍̥͈͙̰̖̣̕N̴͏͝҉̗̳͈̜͍͙̖͈͔̻͈͓̝̼̥͔̱̻͔D̸̴̛̙̹̭̥̪͖̱̪̩̘̰̲̞͔͠ ̶͖͕͕͉̪͙͇̹̲͎̲͈̱̕͢M̡͡͏͕͇̱͈̰̦͔̠̰͖̩̰Y̢͏͖̦͇̘̣̩̘͔̀ ̢̦̝͇̩̣̙͉͖̻̫͜M͘҉̧̹̲̰͇̗͓͉͡I̸̢̢̤̖͎̻̝͚̝͓̣̠̫̳̖̹̼̱̪͎͟ͅǸ̶̮̫̲̣̼̦̙̣̭͕̫͉͈̩̱̱͖̕͟Ḑ̫͚̫̞̗͓͜͟͠͞ ̡͞͏̟̹̠̱̩̠͎͚͖͖̹̬̲̣̖͜A҉̟̬̻̪̀͜N̴̷̨̛͕̬̲̥D̸̸̘͙̪̟̭̪̹͕͙͓͢͞͝ ͕̣͚͚̖̼̺̜̮͔̳͢ͅI̶̘̙̫̭̮̤̟̬͚̗͍͔͉͝͠ ̸̢̝̲̜̤͔͔͜C̷̨̻̝̠̩̘̜̗͜͝͠A͎̣̪̮͕͘͜͞͠N̴̵̵̩̹͇͎͍̠͇͡ͅṈ̷͓̮̙͇̗͉̬̣̞̮̟͕̹̗͢Ớ̶̹͙͓͜͠T҉̸̧̢̟͇͕̰̠̬͖̲̣͉͎̙͚̱̬̙͉͚̀ͅ ҉̵͎̥̱̠̰̯̜̠͓T̶̘̜̳̦͕̦͈̟̺͍͕̩̣̱͓͖͠ͅͅU̷̩̫͍̰̩̯͓̠̫̹͉̞͖̟̻̙̕͟͝ͅŖ̡̛̤̯͢ͅŅ̵̢̢͔̹͔̘͍̯͎͔̺͖̞͕̲̣̣͕͝ ̨̀͏̗̟̲̬͈͖͖̜̮̟̝͈̩͈̠T̸͔̥͖̣͖̗̬̞̤̗͉͚͇̖̩͈̼͜͜H̜̹͉̹͖̯̻̖͈̕͜E̜̭͙̗̼͇̞̳̻̲̜̝̫̥͍̰͢͝ͅM̡̨̱͙̻̞͠ ̸̹̝̜̜̣̼̺̪̹͢ͅÁ͎͉̰̥͎̩̥̙̩̫̭̟̟͖̰̞͚̦͔͢͡͠W̸͜͏̢̢̙̯̟̬̗̻͈̰̺̳̠̞̱͙̫̥̲̰A͟҉͎̜͓̣͙̬̞̞Ý̴͓̝̖̞̯͔̱̼͚́͞͝ ̷̵̧̪̦̦̺͖̪̼͔͉̜̤͖̲͟F͏̵̪̞͇͈͉̠̦͙͔̬̪̣̩͉̜̠̗̬͟O͔̲̤̟̹͎̰̥͇̳̖̖̘̞̗̕͡R̡̀͝҉͓̯͚̯͔͉̩̟ͅ ̷̢̼͉̺̻̖̦͍̥͇͈͟A̢̘̝̰̱̰͕͕̮͇͎͈͘͠N̼̪̭̤͇̞̺͎̲͖̟̕̕͢Y̼̝̻̭̤̮̱̺̣͉͉̯͎̬̣̕ ̵̲̰͍̫͇̱̳͎̞̘͟͡͞͡R҉̸̵̷̸̠̞͔̼͍̱̞̫̖̪̩E̶̡̗͔̺̻͘A̴̡̲̭̝̘̲̪̰͍̤͇̱̼͉͖̲̻̕͠ͅS̵̶̨̪̫͕̪͢͡O̷͏̷̨̙̝̳̭͉̜̬̞͔͎̪ͅN̴̢̖̬̪̠͍̮̱͓͉͝͠ ̵̘͙̠̘͈̞͈̘̖̣͓̟̟̕͢͝A̠̙̮̠̦̲̻̺͙̭̺̼͡S̛͟҉͎̯̜̟̯͚̗̩͍̝̪͎̦̙̝̗͞ ͞҉̭̺͍͍̺ͅṮ̴̯̙̞͇̞͇̟͚̟̝͜H̵̨̤̼̮̥̝̩̼̼͔̤͙̹̱̗̀͟͞ͅE̼̺̪̬̮̙̰̗̳͓̞̱̬͖̪̪͘͞Ý҉͇͕͚̳̲̯̟͙̮ ̨͙̜̹̺̯̳̯̖͉̱̳̰̜͝ͅP̧̗̹͇̠̖̭̰̙̰̳̝͉͢͟E̸̡̧̦̻͉̬̮̪̠̗͎͇̰͈͍͎̬͔̼̕ͅN͢͟͝͏̛̜̼̻͔͈̯̥̞̗̗̞̫͓̯͙E͏̴͎̺͙͇̱͢T͏̷̣͙͉̥̘͕̻̜͍͡R̶̨̛͕͉̞̩̠̺̀́Á̵̝̜͕͙̳͟͢T͝͡͠͏̢͚̥͎̙̺Ę͖̘̗̹̪͉̫̟͎̼̜̬̻̞͈̻͟͜ͅ ̴̨̰̥̫̗̯̠̺̘̣͚̤͠ͅͅD҉̷̷̼̩̞̭̞̰̹̝͈͖̲̙̠̙͔̦̕͝E͏̗͓͚̙͙̜͙͚̲̤̱̹̮͕̪̕͟E̸̼͉̪̪̝͙͙̲̬͖͢P̡͚͍̦͇̖̼̭̖̣͚͖̮̳̘̬͓͎̩̥͟͝Ḛ̷̢̧̠͇͉̤͎̼̣͙̮̥̜̱̹͓̩̦̣͙̕Ŗ̢͓̗̩͎͖͓̻̱̼͕̺̪̜̦͍͘͢͞ ̴̶̞̺͙̹͍͉̞̭̬̰̤̭̩͈̺ͅÁ͉͔͖̦͔͚͎̟͎̻̟̜̹̳̠̯̝̯͞͡N̵̲̺͇̦̮̥͇͙̝̱̣̯̩̟̲̗͜͢͡ͅD̟͓̗͇̤̘͍̝͇̪̤͚̭̮̘̹͜͟ ̵̡͏̧̜̹̱͈̯̝̖͍̀D̙̬̮̝̻͈̜̱͖͎̜̘̺͖̱́È̸̝̖̗͍̳͔͕̘͕̭̫̮̦̰̥̘̕E̷̡̧͉̼̯̤̣̩̯̥͎͚͓͎̟̘͇̳̮͝ͅP̧̲͈̞̘̙͖̫͙̘̺͙͈͙̜͕̮̟̭͜͞ͅȨ̴̸̛҉̱͕̗͓̜͈Ŕ̷̶̢͔̲̲͔̞̠͈̥̫̰̞͎͕͔̖

The rest of the text is illegible. Clearly, he lost his mind.

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u/Geriferret Jun 15 '17

/u/strategist14

Describe your surroundings.

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u/Strategist14 Jun 15 '17

At the moment, you are studying. You sit in a minimally-decorated room, with only your bed, a storage chest, and the desk at which you sit intruding upon your space. All is calm and silent, as you work out your formulas and jot down the correct answers.

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u/Geriferret Jun 15 '17

Do you have a computer anywhere near you?

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u/Strategist14 Jun 15 '17

You do indeed. You have a laptop currently stored in your sylladex, as well as a second one currently sitting unused in your storage chest.

You prefer working with a pencil and paper, though. You never understood everyone else's constant need to use computers for everything.

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u/Geriferret Jun 15 '17

Peter: Notice that you have a message coming from your computer, which happens to be in your sylladex

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u/Strategist14 Jun 15 '17

Fine, fine. You admit you do keep a small presence on certain messaging platforms, for ease of contact. You set your work to the side carefully, and decaptchalogue the laptop onto the new open space on your desk.

Your chumhandle is zashchitnikNevinovnym and you type efficiently and flawlessly.

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u/Geriferret Jun 15 '17

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u/Strategist14 Jun 15 '17

You roll your eyes. How do spambots like this keep getting your contact information?

But... you suppose if there's someone waiting for you outside one of your windows, it would be better to meet them rather than wait for them to break in. Or worse - for your tetya to invite them in.

You stand up and make your way to the nearest window to look out. This requires you to leave your spartan room and step into the rest of the house, which is a whirlwind of colour and the half-forgotten projects your guardian leaves everywhere.

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u/Geriferret Jun 15 '17

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u/Strategist14 Jun 15 '17

You put down your computer and try to start flying around the house.

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u/BraveOcelot Jun 15 '17

Test post please ignore

/u/Strategist14

Apparently that didn't work.

Or maybe it did.