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Post by ShadesofGrey18 on Dec 2, 2011 16:40:53 GMT -5
Alright, OOC entry here. My new God Tier outfit concept as the Spy of Space is this: No cape or anything. I wear a mask, not like the TF2 Spy's mask, but rather a Tuxedo Mask-esque one, one that just covers the upper part of my face; my eyes are not obscured. I wear a fancy Black Suit with the Space symbol on the lapel and a fancy Black Fedora as well.
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Post by Firebreath Fishslap on Dec 2, 2011 19:26:01 GMT -5
==>
Sounds like everyone's starting to get a hold of SBurb. If you remember right, you're supposed to be clienting that friend of Tara's. You uncaptchalogue the discs and go to install the--
Oh no. Not him again.
==>
-- aeronauticalPiscis [AP] began pestering firebreathFishslap [FF] at 18:43 --
AP: hell° there pink squishy thing
AP: i see y°u're finªlly ªb°ut t° enter the gª^^e
AP: thªt's greªt
AP: reªlly
FF: Go fuck yourself fishface
AP: thªt's n° wªy t° tªlk t° y°ur creªt°r
FF: no seriously, go fuck yourself
FF: If you're really that much of an alien
FF: You totally have two dicks you can use to do that with
FF: right?
AP: s°^^e °f us d°
FF: Oh my god I was kidding
FF: you're not serious are you
AP: c°^^pletely
-- firebreathFishslap [FF] blocked aeronauticalPiscis [AP] at 18:46 --
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Ugh, that guy just gives you the creeps. And no matter how many times you block him, you just can't shut him up. You place the client disc into your computer and begin the install. While a rather pretty install screen plays, you decide to pester someone else.
Oh look, PC's on! He's a good of a person to bother as anyone else.
-- firebreathFishslap [FF] began pestering programmaticComposer --
FF: Marquis my man
FF: Are you ready
FF: To do this thing
FF: Oh and apparently the plans for who's clienting who got shifted around
FF: So I'm not clienting you anymore
FF: You got things started for Pieter yet
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Post by irradiatedmongoose on Dec 3, 2011 1:00:24 GMT -5
Who’s this bored looking girl, standing in the middle of her room?
==> Enter Name
Shitface McRetard
Oh, absolutely NOT. This will not do.
==> TRY AGAIN.
KELSEY YETTER
THAT’S more like it!
Your name is KELSEY YETTER, but you prefer to go by TOXEE. You spend a lot of time DRAWING and BEING BORED. Your BEST FRIEND had convinced you to join HER AND HER FRIENDS on a small ROLE-PLAYING forum some time ago, and you really enjoy being a part of their STRANGE ANTICS. You have a very strong AFFINITY for MUCH OLDER MEN, as if the posters that covered your wall didn’t tip anyone off. You also like to play with your pet HERMIT CRABS every now and then.
But when you aren’t doing that, you’re ONLINE, and your chumhandle is toxicMongoose and you type in a way that is very proper, but at the same time you like to let people know how you are feeling. C:
Today is a SPECIAL DAY. No, it’s not your birthday- you turned 17 5 months ago. Instead, today is the day a SUPER COOL RPG that everyone has been talking about comes in the mail. Once again, it was your BEST FRIEND who convinced you to play it with everyone else. You tried to pester your BROTHER into playing, too, but he’s too busy with his own games.
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B. Marquis
Poster On Dah Wall
B:/echo Hello lady-type people!
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Post by B. Marquis on Dec 3, 2011 3:26:17 GMT -5
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PC: B:/echo So anyway, I'm in a great mood
PC: B:/echo Kinda like Super Princess Peach, only without the menstruation undertones!
PC: B:/echo Uh...
PC: B:/echo Shit, I hope that doesn't offend you.
PC: B:/echo ...
PC: B:/echo ...
PC: B:/echo I guess it did. I'm just going to be... uh.... um... going!
PC: B:/echo oh sweet Jesus, logout already!
programmaticComposer ceased pestering nuttyDonutcake
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That didn't go as planned. Oh look, another one of your CHUMS. Lets see what she wants, forgetting there's someone you are helping. You are such a friend.
B: Answerin' Nora
-- firebreathFishslap [FF] began pestering programmaticComposer --
FF: Marquis my man
FF: Are you ready
FF: To do this thing
FF: Oh and apparently the plans for who's clienting who got shifted around
FF: So I'm not clienting you anymore
FF: You got things started for Pieter yet
PC: B:/echo Oh, I've been ready to do this thing!
PC: B:/echo As ready as I'll ever be.
PC: B:/echo I think one of my middle names is ready. I got to check on my birth certificate!
PC: B:/echo Why wouldn't I be? I've been set for this since forever.
PC: B:/echo Well, it seemed like forever. The wait, I mean.
PC: B:/echo Too tell the truth, I've still haven't even gotten my CD.
PC: B:/echo I'm sooooo impatient, I had to find other ways to get it <.<
PC: B:/echo I'm probably the only person who has it on a pen drive!
PC: B:/echo But I digress. I do that a lot.
PC: B:/echo And awww, really?
PC: B:/echo I was so wanting for you to be my server player!
PC: B:/echo Well, except for your tendency to do your punts.
PC: B:/echo God, you are like the punting queen!
PC: B:/echo Lora forbids you having to do a vast punt.
PC: B:/echo Laura*
PC: B:/echo Lord*, but I'm sure Laura wouldn't want you to do that.
PC: B:/echo I'm sure she'll be dashing out like rainbows in the sky when you are...
PC: B:/echo Digressing again.
PC: B:/echo Yeah, Peter is set and ready to go!
PC: B:/echo Pieter*
PC: B:/echo God, pie is good!
PC: B:/echo and what about you? I hope you are not scaring anybody with your prophecies of doom.
PC: B:/echo It's so dark... makes you cute, but it's dark, ntl.
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Post by ShadesofGrey18 on Dec 3, 2011 3:36:58 GMT -5
Pieter: Check Cruxtruder.
You check the Cruxtruder, quickly going up the stairs to the Main Lobby.
Still nothing. Wait a minute, what is this?
==> Look at thing.
...Uh oh. There's a timer ticking down. That is never a good thing. 4 hours and... 13 minutes.
You shoot Brandon another Pester.
SG: Brandon, dude! Hurry! There's a timer thingy counting down on this Cruxtruder, and I don't think I want to find out what happens when it hits "0"
All of a sudden, the campus' Belltower begins to ring. 12 'Bong's, denoting the hour at 12 Noon. You look outside the window, listening to the wind blowing.
God, it's windy today... it has been for the past several weeks. So transient, the wind; never fully physically there, always moving. You often feel as if you are like the wind. Your future plans are all muddy; you're here to get a Music Degree, yeah, but beyond that? No clue. Sometimes you long for the freedom like that of the Wind...
"Kites rise highest against the wind."-Winston Churchill.
Yes, you are quite certain that Winston Churchill said that. ...You get the feeling that it's going to be a long day...
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Post by gantzgun74 on Dec 3, 2011 22:34:48 GMT -5
==> Pester Pieter
You decide to pester the person you often knew as Shades online. You figured it made sense considering he was supposed to be your Server player. You still weren't sure of the EXACT specifics of that, but hey, might as well see what he was up to.
gantzGun [GG] began pestering shadesofGrey [SG]
GG: Yooo Pieter! How goes it? You in the game yet? I'm ready to start at any time!
GG: If your busy though, I can wait.
GG: Seriously, what's your 20 dude? Anything new?
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Post by ShadesofGrey18 on Dec 3, 2011 22:40:28 GMT -5
Pieter: Answer Aaron.
You flip your Dashtop open and take a seat in a couch a little ways away from the Cruxtruder. That timer is really making you nervous.
SG: Hey, Aaron. I dunno 'bout the server player thing, but I guess I can try. ...I have this piece of gear that I need Brandon's help to open...
SG: It's got a timer ticking down and I don't think I want to know what happens when it hits '0'.
SG: But I think I'll be able to get you started, anyway. Get your Client disc ready.
==> Start being Aaron's Server player.
You install the Server disc into your Dashtop. Hearing the awesome Install theme playing is welcome.
SG: Aaron, you good on your end?
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Post by gantzgun74 on Dec 3, 2011 22:51:17 GMT -5
==> Install Client Disk
You figure installing the client disk was a good way to start anyways, no need to go Server yet, when you don't even understand what it means yet. From what you've come to understand the game makes you fix up your house to fit these odd conditions... but whatever. Should be interesting.
You put the client disk in and install it within a few minutes. Once done, you take out the disk, and put it away in it's packaging.......
==> Captchalogue Client Disk
Might as well...
Who knows? It might come in handy someday. Oop! Almost forgot. Better answer Pieter.
==> Answer Pieter
SG: It's got a timer ticking down and I don't think I want to know what happens when it hits '0'.
SG: But I think I'll be able to get you started, anyway. Get your Client disc ready.
SG: Aaron, you good on your end?
GG: It's all good Pieter, I'm starting the application...... Now.
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Post by ShadesofGrey18 on Dec 3, 2011 23:02:37 GMT -5
Pieter: Look around Aaron's house.
SG: Alright, Aaron, we're going good. Looks like... huh; your room is pretty neat looking. Anyway; I need to find some space to put this stuff... once I figure this interface out a bit.
Let's see... you wonder if this option lets you interact with stuff... Let's try to flush the toilet... uh oh!
SG:...Oh, fuck... -_-;
Okay, that didn't work so well... let's just move this somewhere else... and then it drops into Aaron's sister's room; damn your college's occasionally shitty wireless.
SG:...Oh, double fuck... (Facepalm X1 Combo)
You decide to say, "fuck this" and start rifling through the objects you have to place. Better find a good spot for these.
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Post by gantzgun74 on Dec 3, 2011 23:11:02 GMT -5
SG: Alright, Aaron, we're going good. Looks like... huh; your room is pretty neat looking. Anyway; I need to find some space to put this stuff... once I figure this interface out a bit.
SG: ...Oh, fuck... -_-;
SG: ...Oh, double fuck...
GG: What?
GG: WHAT???
GG: What's going on over there??
GG: OW! Shit what's my sister screaming about?!?
There was a light pause.......
Pieter suddenly heard your yelling from his Server player screen.
==> Troll Pieter
WHAT THE- WHO THE- WHEN THE-?!?!?
WHEN THE HELL DID THIS HAPPEN!?!?!? You're sister wasn't that far away, screaming her head off looking both panicked and mortified by this weird sight. Frankly you are as well.
GG: Pieter, no pressure, no anger or anything but...
GG: WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH THIS PICTURE?!?!? WHY THE HELL IS MY TOILET IN MY SISTER'S ROOM?!?!? SHE'S SCREAMING HER HEAD OFF!!!!
GG: CRAP!!! NOW MY MOM'S IN HERE!!!!! JESUS CHRIST WHAT HAPPENED?!?!?!?
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Post by ShadesofGrey18 on Dec 3, 2011 23:22:41 GMT -5
==> Respond
SG:Ah, shit. ...Sorry; this interface is really fucking weird; that's the first reason. The second? My college has kinda shitty wireless connection sometimes.
SG: I have no idea... I'll try and fix it.
You take the toilet and put it back in it's proper place.
SG:Well... at least that worked okay.
SG: Now... where to put this stuff?
You decide to put the stuff as close together as possible. You expand Aaron's room to help that out a bit.
==> Place Totem Lathe and Alchemiter in Aaron's room.
You do just that; they both fit... just barely; none of his stuff was damaged, though.
You then decide to put the Cruxtruder in the living room. ...Gotta be careful... it's a little too close to the Christmas tree right where- oh damn that shitty wireless!
SG:Oh, triple fuck! X(
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Post by gantzgun74 on Dec 3, 2011 23:33:08 GMT -5
SG:Oh, triple fuck! X(
GG: Triple fuck what?!?! What did you do this time?!?!?
==> Investigate
You decide to check your room first, leaving your sister to panic and your mom to wonder what the heck was going on... Wow... You don't remember your room being this big..... Nor do you remember those two big machines being in here... You was willing to guess you would need those two items in order to play the game effectively...
All the same you look around a second to make sure everything was still in place.... Okay, nothing looks harmed. No documents missing, nothing out of place...
Hold on.... Wasn't there supposed to be a third machine?
............................... Oh no...
==> Run into Living Room
(The panel shows the Christmas tree flattened by the Cruxtrader.)
......................... OH GOD NO....
==> Go Apeshit
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGGGHH klahsdfklhbfdgsjgkjfdhgdshtkfljfadhkjghjsfkjbdsa;lhadslkhj!!!!!!!!!
GG: GODDAMMIT PIETER!!!!! THAT WAS THE FIRST LIVE CHRISTMAS TREE WE'VE HAD IN THIS HOUSE IN YEARS!!! Congradu-freaking-lations... You just ruined Christmas. Happy?
==> Catch your breath
Huff huff huff huff huff...
GG: Agh... Sorry about that man... Let me guess, lousy connection strikes the hell again?
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Post by ShadesofGrey18 on Dec 3, 2011 23:41:54 GMT -5
Pieter: Facepalm at your shitty luck.
You do so in a Facepalm X2 Combo.
SG: I am quite sorry about your Christmas tree... though I've never had a live one; I was okay with fakes.
SG: And yes, shitty connection strikes again. I might need to find either a better access point or a place to connect an Ethernet cable or something.
SG: Give me a few minutes to do so before we go any further.
SG: I should probably try and continue with my Client session with Brandon, too; that timer is still ticking down.
==> Gather some things first.
You race to the adjacent Hall of Music next to your dorm and captchalogue your Trombone. You don't know why, but feel that you need to do so. As you run through the Hall, you wave to your Roommate, Sam, who is most likely heading back to your dorm. He is a nice guy, if a little quirky, and a damn good saxophonist.
==> Get more mutes.
You race through the Hall of Music, snagging: Several Trumpet mutes, another Trombone mute, a Harmon mute, a bucket mute for Trombones, a French Horn mute, and a Tuba Mute. My god, is that last one huge; you figure you can do quite a bit of damage with this. They are all added to your Mutekind Specibus.
==> Head back to your dorm.
Hopefully, Brandon has opened your Cruxtruder by now...
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Post by tsifan on Dec 4, 2011 1:59:09 GMT -5
Oh Nooooooo! :C
It's this douchebag again, god why won't he leave you alone?!
Urgh, looks like you have to tango with him.
>TSIFAN: Answer
--instinctiveAttrition [IA] began trolling ignorantIntricate [II]--
IA: \wha7 7he fuck do you 7hink youre doing bi7chfucker.\
IA: \why are you fucking denying a bi7chfucking pla7e of s7eaming hot lunch.\
IA: \you are 7he bigges7 dumbass in 7he whole world you know 7ha7.\
IA: \i would kill for some fucking food even if i7 was served by 7ha7 crumpled version of you.\
IA: \are you even fucking lis7ening to me.\
IA: \or do you s7ill have 7ha7 fuckin kno7 s7uck up your ass.\
II: Oh my god shut up shut up shut up!!!! DX
II: Are you fucking serious, you creep how the hell do you even know my grandma even made food??!?! >_<
II: You are the most FUCKING creepiest guy I've ever met! XC
IA: \and you are 7he mos7 re7arded ive me7.\
IA: \you don7 even look appe7izing anyways wha7 use is 7here for such an ugly crea7ure.\
.......
What
II: ...
II: ._.
II: Oh god are you stalking me from that one site!?
II: What asshole told you my chumhandle...?!
II: DDDDX
IA: \i haven7 7he fain7es7 clue of wha7ever 7he fuck youre blabbering abou7.\
IA:\i jus7 said you don7 look 7as7y 7ha7s i7 why are you ac7ing so weird.\
II: You're playing dumb with me aren't you?
II: I'm not a dumbass you're stalking me from one of the websites I go to aren't you!? >:C
II: I ain't interested in what you are, so if you could fuck off that would be great.
IA: \wha7 kind of rude bi7chfucker are you.\
IA: \you assume 7he mos7 s7upides7 concep7s.\
IA: \you really are a s7upid bi7chfucker.\
II: And you are the creepiest creep of creeperville!!!!!!!
IA: \bi7chfucker.\
II: FUCK OFF.
--ignorantIntricate [II] blocked instinctiveAttrition [IA]--
==>
Urggggggghhhhhhhhhhh
That was such a waste of time, that was probably one of those shitty assholes you come across occasionally.
You decide to drop the matter and then abscond to your computer, and then noticing the multitudes of people getting online. Sweet.
> TSIFAN: Pester Chum
But who?!
There were so many choices, but you decide... hmm
>TSIFAN: Think
Well you already pestered your soon to be server player, well. Was maybe. Since she said her copy wasn't with her. Bleh complications
Anyways it would only make sense you bother the other one,
Your Client.
==>
-- ignorantIntricate [II] began pestering firebreathFishslap [FF]--
II: Hey!
II: Gooooood whatever the heck time it is over there! X3
II: Are you all set up for the SBURB thingy? C:
II: I mean I'm not gonna start it yet, but I wanna make sure! :3
II: Since my modus decided to play the cup game with me D:
II: Hopefully I'll be able to get the right disk. DX
II: And I still dunno how Kels is gonna get her copy! D: And she's my server player!
II: Man our schedule's all messed up.
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Post by nintendonut1 on Dec 5, 2011 12:53:48 GMT -5
Kelsey: Space Out
You do so for approximately seven minutes, daydreaming about your favorite comic series becoming a film. What would it look like? What actor would be dreamy enough to fulfill the role of your favorite character--
BARK BARK.
Kelsey: Return to reality.
You dachsund Penny brings you back down the earth, begging for you to feed her. Groaning, you get up to do so, and thankfully, Lucas is hooping and hollering at the other end of the house, so you don't cross his path before returning to your room.
Upon returning, you check pesterchum. It saddens you to see no more bright orange text from cc; she does get kind of busy. But you straighten up when you realize you've been pestered by others! Oh no! You are such a terrible friend!!!
Kelsey: Answer Chum 1.
SG:Kels, sorry to run off like that all of a sudden.
SG: I got my game and am starting right now; if what that guide says is true, I'll be the first one into the next stage of the game.
SG: Brandon is my Server player; I'm waiting for him to open up that Cruxtrader thingy right now.
SG: I have the Alchemiter right here next to me in the basement... and the Totem Lathe is in the 7th floor Study Lounge.
SG:... I think I still need that pre-punched card. Can you check the guide and confirm that for me, Kels?
ND: FDJKHGDSJKGHDSFDGJDF
ND: yes yes so sorry!!!
ND: i'll check that very soon if you still need it, i need to check back with marky.
ND: oh gosh i left him hanging so hard fekgufdhjgkj nooooooo~
nuttyDonutcake ceased pestering shadesofGrey
Kelsey: Answer Chum 2.
nuttyDonutcake began pestering programmaticComposer
ND: marky?
ND: are you still there?
ND: oh god i am so sorry i had to go feed my stupid dog gdhfudhjgfdi
ND: i just totally missed all that pestering you did.
ND: which you know i love!!!
ND: oh god please answer shiiiiiiiiiiiiit!!!
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