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 Posted: Fri May 18, 2012 2:32 pm
Venera: Grow too inpatient.
You'd like to talk to your friend more, and in fact you did have a question for her, although in your own mind it seems awkward and silly. Nevermind that anyway, your impatience is eating at you like a flesh-eating disease. You hurry over to your dresser and grab your copy of Sburb, and proceed to rush back over to your husktop and insert the disk.
Your eyes fixate on the loading screen.
You feel as if this game is somehow very important.
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Posted: Fri May 18, 2012 6:27 pm
Hanzan: Log back on to Trollian
You don't exactly know why you decided to do this. That intuition thing, probably. Nothing seemed totally new. Everyone else was online, including the humans that seemed lagging and lethargic. What a nuisance-
Hanzan: Note the "Discreet" memo
What the ********. ********: Glance at Sburb screen
The game had finished its loading, flashing a brief home-like logo before displaying an unusual respite block. It didn't look like any blood type you had examined over the Alternian-sweeps. You were absolutely puzzled.
But then you zoomed inside. The creature within was not a troll.
Hanzan: Headdesk until you bleed
Now that action is entirely appropriate. As much as you hate wiping up your lime candy blood off of the Crabtop, you just absolutely despise your current situation. Its one thing to get paired with one of the asswipes you've had the misfortune to become acquainted with, it's another thing entirely to be paired with a bloody, pale-skinned monkey.
It doesn't look like you have much of a choice, though.
perfectionFixated began trolling clockworkRenegade
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Posted: Fri May 18, 2012 6:40 pm
Lynnessa: Realize you are server to highblood.
On your screen is a troll with a blue skirt, and three horns on each side of her head...
You smile widely and talk to said troll on Trollian.
MP: He-y, Ve-ner-a! I-t se-em-s t-he ga-me ha-s a-ut-oma-ti-cal-ly se-t u-s u-p.
MP: I-f yo-u do-n-t mi-nd, I-ll me-ss ar-oun-d wi-th th-e co-ntr-ol-s.
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Posted: Fri May 18, 2012 6:50 pm
Venera: Reply to your friend on Trollian.
Oh, the game has finished loading, and you see you have a message. You quickly reply to it.
[LR]: Oh?~
[LR]: That's greaaat! And I do believe it is for the best if you handle the controls.~
[LR]: Hehe.~
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Posted: Fri May 18, 2012 9:24 pm
Senpan: Stare at pretty colors
you stare at the colors on your husktop change from one color to another like an idiot. you dont know why, but you feel that you must. what the ******** is wrong with that pie you were eating? you dont know, but you go to eat another... : o)
you return and notice a lot of your friends are online.....you think you will talk to one of your said "friends"....you then decide to just eat more this amazing pie.
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Posted: Sat May 19, 2012 10:06 am
Lynnessa: Play around with controls.
You realize you have full control over this person's room.
And if you were crazy, you might just go wrecking her hive for loot.
But you're not like that.
You decide to clear Venera's room of all these frivolous makeups and perfume-y things. Why would a girl need to have this much, anyway?
....Whoops. You dropped one...or two....or five....oh,well.
You decide to revise the room instead. The room expands massively.
Lynnessa: Deploy Cruxtruder.
With a resonant 'boom', the Cruxtruder is deployed.
You deploy the Alchemiter as well. This will be the whole fun corner, you suppose.
Finishing with the Totem Lathe deploying, it's a pat on the head for you!
MP: S-orr-y hu-n. We-r-e go-nn-a ne-e-d th-i-s r-oo-m.
MP: I h-av-e n-o c-lu-e w-ha-t th-is sh-it do-e-s, bu-t i-t w-il-l lo-o-k co-ol.
MP: Wh-y n-ot tr-y fo-oli-ng a-ro-un-d wi-t-h i-t?
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Posted: Sat May 19, 2012 10:22 am
Venera: Reply.
You type out a reply to your friend. You are slightly irritated about the fact she has gotten rid of your beauty products, but you put your annoyance aside.
[LR]: Damn, there goes my makeup.~
[LR]: /sigh. I'll worry about that later. It's alright.~
[LR]: Messing with these things sounds like the right thing to do, I suppose.~
Venera: Examine Cruxtruder and Totem Lathe.
Now, to mess with these strange things. What do you do with them? There seem to be no controls for them, or at least none that you can figure out.
You sigh.
[LR]: Hm..~
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Posted: Sat May 19, 2012 11:12 am
Lynnessa: Understand.
Something clicks in your brain. You think you know what to do...
MP: Le-t m-e t-r-y so-met-hin-g.
You go into your friend's bathroom and pick up her toilet.
And drop on the Cruxtruder.
It busts open, and this twitchy-shiny-most-likely-dangerous thing pops out, along with a dowel of Cruxite.
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Posted: Sat May 19, 2012 11:39 am
Kite: Insert Sburb disc
In just two measely seconds you will! But someone is trying to get in touch with you! Now, who in the world is trying to talk to you of all sentient beings. Most of them are offline aren't they? Still, you are pretty happy that someone is talking to you.
Kite: See who it is
Oh good gog. Him? You shudder. He's probably here to add to your emotional complex and give you a rousing reason to go and chop up the various desert monsters. And then maybe cry and drink some tea. You sigh. You can't thwart fate.
[CR]...Please tell me you're not here just to troll me or insult me.
[CR] I'm just about to start up Sburb.
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Posted: Sat May 19, 2012 12:47 pm
Venera: Register surprise.
What was that all about?! Why would she -
Oh, look. She opened it. You examine the twitchy, flashy ball thing, and the light blue cylindrical object. Now what to do with these?
[LR]: Hm.~
[LR]: Well, we got it open. Any idea what to do with these mysterious items?~
[LR]: I think the orb is trying to speak to me, but I certainly don't understand what point it's trying to get across.~
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Posted: Sat May 19, 2012 1:23 pm
==>
MP: W-el-l, i-t mi-gh-t ju-st b-e.
MP: It-s yo-u-r bl-oo-d c-ol-or, s-o i-t mi-gh-t j-us-t h-av-e a- re-lat-io-n wi-th yo-u.
MP: Tr-y t-hr-o-w-in-g sh-it a-t i-t!
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Posted: Sat May 19, 2012 1:58 pm
===>
[LR]: Well, alright.~
Venera: Throw things at the blinky orb.
You pick up a Venus Troll Plant and toss it at the orb. The thing flashes for a moment, and then proceeds to take on the characteristics of the plant, clawy plant mouth and all.
[LR]: Huh. Well it seems to have...changed, but I still can't seem to understand what it wants. I think it approved of me throwing s**t at it, however.~
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Posted: Sat May 19, 2012 4:35 pm
Senpan: Be out of mind
you successfully be out of mind, whatever that means. your head is completely empty, and you feel as though something amazing could happen at any moment. you dont even question it, you just sort of go with it. you look at your husk top and realize so many people are online. you notice one in particular.....
maniacallyTriggerhappy began Trolling lethalRadiance at ?: ??
[MT] SUP GIRl?
[MT] WHAt YOU UP TO? Bo)
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Posted: Sat May 19, 2012 8:02 pm
Lynnessa: Grow bored of staring at flashy blue orb.
You do so. So you decide to pester Zanzy again.
murderousPailer began trolling perfectionFixiated at 7:59
MP: Z-an-z-y! Yo-u en-jo-y-in-g y-ou-r pa-r-t-ne-r-sh-ip wi-th t-ha-t pi-nk mo-nk-ey?
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Posted: Sat May 19, 2012 8:08 pm
Venera: Find another object to throw at the flashy orb thing.
That'll have to wait. It seems someone is trying to contact you via Trollian.
LR: Hello.~
LR: I am sort of busy throwing things into a strange orb that seems to be trying to communicate with me somehow. ~
LR: Have you started this game yet, highblood?~
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