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PostSubject: Gaudens Vadit Alas   Thu Apr 20, 2017 10:30 pm

(( This RP is closed to those not introduced to the planning stage. For those that were, the posting order is officially: Me>H8>Tenacity>Red))

"Vis vivere apud scissa gaudens vadit alas?"
And you want to live with tattered wings?

Your name is Bebzel Duleze, and you have been informed of a seemingly legitimate place where you may pre-order a game highly anticipated by a niche group of people. You and a few friends and acquaintances had decided to play the game when it first comes out, which seems to be in just two days.
Giddy with excitement, you place an order through some equivalent to PayPal for this universe, and are informed that money will be withdrawn from your account as soon as the item starts its delivery.

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The young troll looks up from their phone, eyes resting on the pile of heavily outdated hardware that attempted to pass as a computer. Bebzel hadn’t booted up that machine since they has tested to see if it worked, which seemed like weeks ago. Before that it had been more than a sweep since they had heard the obnoxious starting tone. They assumed its specifications were up to par with the game, though since the system requirements listed at the paywall were something along the lines of a dust bunny of memory and half an ounce of ram borrowed from your neighbor.
The troll sighed, getting up off the side of their recuperacoon. It had been just a few short minutes since their friend had given them the great news, and it seemed redundant to thank them again. Slipping their phone back into their pocket, Bebzel stretched for a second before stopping in the middle, arms in the air and head tilted at what they had thought they had heard. Better check on dad.

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PostSubject: Re: Gaudens Vadit Alas   Thu Apr 20, 2017 11:12 pm

Your name is Normal Person.

As strange as a name as that is, it's the one you grew up with.

You have been quite busy with preparing for the game that you and your associates. Of course, you didn't get much done, because the game itself had very little information put out, but from what someone said, it was clearly some kind of online co-op game. Working with people you barely know might pose some sort of difficulty for you, but you could manage. Maybe.

You did have a couple of days to talk and chat with the others, so in the meantime, you could get to know them on a friendly level.

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Normal hummed along with the small midipad, tapping the same button over and over again. She was not really musically-inclined, but she did like the nice, simple design of the device. She also liked the fact that the buttons lit up, and in different colors if she programmed it like the manual said to.

The viridian troll continued to press on different buttons on the midipad in her lap, listening to the samples and trying to make up a small song of sorts. With her free hand, she dipped her hand into a small pot of mind honey, coating her fingers and bringing them up to lick off the honey. Luckily for her, she had no psiionics, so she wouldn't be affected negatively, save for a slight feeling of warmth that started at the base of her head that made her feel sort of funny. 'Funny' in a good way, though.

Her her personal computer sat on her desk, and while it was on, it had dimmed. Normal was on it earlier to answer some e-mails, mostly having to do with the company. Being the head of the most popular mind honey distributor was tiring for a kid, but she made do. At least she didn't have to deal with things such as money, or finances.

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PostSubject: Re: Gaudens Vadit Alas   Thu May 04, 2017 12:11 am

Your name is Vector Covete, while talking to your friends one day, a troll you've grown quite friendly with over this past sweep told you of a game and asked if you wanted to play. Not being much of a gamer, you of course were hesitant, but accepted the offer as to not be rude.
"beniiiign, can I??" ... Dorothy we've talked about this. "b-but, I wanna have fun too!" Sigh. Some other time. Please. "Fine.. :c"
As preparation for the game, you've downloaded a few "classics" that others seem to deem as their favorites, and you've got to say they are pretty fun. Not as fun as adventuring though, but the games sure were not as much of a headache as you thought they were going to be. Well, most of them weren't.

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Vector stretched after wrapping up one of the newest games he decided to play.. what was it called..? You couldn't remember off the top of your head, but Garret called it a "bullet hell game that was very popular with hardcore fans" That game was.. really really hard to say the least. Vector climbs out of his cave-like home and breathes in some fresh air, grabbing a piece of wood, a knife, and his phone. Sitting down he starts to carve a new figurine for fun, while being alert if anyone sends him a message.

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PostSubject: Re: Gaudens Vadit Alas   Thu May 04, 2017 1:30 am

Your name is Janius Bachar and you love puzzles and you've known about a rather puzzling game for about a sweep or two. Despite jumping down the rabbit hole of trying to learn literally everything about the game, you haven't really learned much really besides the fact that this proverbial rabbit hole is quite small, not unlike literal rabbit holes.

You don't really have many friends due to your condition and rather odd nature in general, nor do you really want any. Learning that playing this game alone is akin to biting your own leg off was quite the disappointment to you as you prefer to work (and play) alone. You however were rather easily and lucky to find a group of cohorts willing to get up to these game cahoots with you.

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Janius, of course, is on his personal computer scouring the internet with the superjor browser, Nix for what any "perfectly normal" troll his age searches for:
- Information on a town named Bielefeld even though THEY claim it doesn't exist.
- Information on a troll who has yet to message you back.
- Information on, what is in your opinion, an odd reconstruction of a dead language.
- Information on the very idea of eternity.
- Information on the upcoming game, named SGRUB.
But most importantly, within his many myriads of tabs, he has Trollian open just in case anybody, for whatever deranged reason, decides to message him.

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PostSubject: Re: Gaudens Vadit Alas   Thu May 04, 2017 1:37 pm

Bebzel crept down the stairs leading to their father’s chamber, careful not to make noise lest their ears had deceived them. They look down into the piercing blackness, frowning. Their eyes uncoil from around their neck, revealing what one would assume to be simply a ferret’s skin to be recently deceased actual ferret. It scurries down the stairs, climbing up a pile of books formed into makeshift stairs to flick on the lights.
The room is slowly illuminated to a dim glow, somewhat akin to twilight, and the ferret returns to its master. Bebzel continued down the stairs, the enthralled animal watching attentively, scurrying away from their feet as they continued down each step, retaining a consistent and close proximity due to its weak eyes.

A guttural roar echoed from the basement, and Bebz shook their head. “Hungry, dad?” There was, of course, no response from the bear in the basement, who was still ornery and irritable from withdrawal. “Yeah, prøbably hungry.” Their hands crept up to their temples, brushing through their silky hair as their eyes flashed white and (~ Cønduct ~) the corpse of a doe about half a mile away stood up. A limited spectrum of colour and a fantastic sense of hearing is opened to Bebzel as they guide the animal away from its previous resting place to their house.

~~~

Five minutes later, Bebzel had let the animal in through the front door and sent it to the basement to be devoured by their father. They hadn’t been letting him out to hunt since he was prone to collapsing and sleeping for long periods of time after Bebzel had started rationing his mind honey.
They leaned back on the side of their recuperacoon, holding their phone up and tapping at it to chat with their good friend Vector.

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PostSubject: Re: Gaudens Vadit Alas   Thu May 04, 2017 6:27 pm

Bebzel crept down the stairs leading to their father’s chamber, careful not to make noise lest their ears had deceived them. They look down into the piercing blackness, frowning. Their eyes uncoil from around their neck, revealing what one would assume to be simply a ferret’s skin to be recently deceased actual ferret. It scurries down the stairs, climbing up a pile of books formed into makeshift stairs to flick on the lights.
The room is slowly illuminated to a dim glow, somewhat akin to twilight, and the ferret returns to its master. Bebzel continued down the stairs, the enthralled animal watching attentively, scurrying away from their feet as they continued down each step, retaining a consistent and close proximity due to its weak eyes.

A guttural roar echoed from the basement, and Bebz shook their head. “Hungry, dad?” There was, of course, no response from the bear in the basement, who was still ornery and irritable from withdrawal. “Yeah, prøbably hungry.” Their hands crept up to their temples, brushing through their silky hair as their eyes flashed white and (~ Cønduct ~) the corpse of a doe about half a mile away stood up. A limited spectrum of colour and a fantastic sense of hearing is opened to Bebzel as they guide the animal away from its previous resting place to their house.

~~~

Five minutes later, Bebzel had let the animal in through the front door and sent it to the basement to be devoured by their father. They hadn’t been letting him out to hunt since he was prone to collapsing and sleeping for long periods of time after Bebzel had started rationing his mind honey.
They leaned back on the side of their recuperacoon, holding their phone up and tapping at it to chat with their good friend Vector.

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PostSubject: Re: Gaudens Vadit Alas   Sat May 06, 2017 6:42 pm

After a while, Normal was starting to become a bit bored of the midipad, since she couldn't quite find the sounds and tunes she was looking for. The young troll set the device on her bedside table, and leaned back into her pillow that was propped up on the headboard.

While she did own a recuperacoon, Normal did enjoy the alien luxury that was a 'bed'. It was quite comfortable, with soft blankets and a bouncy mattress, and it didn't have slime that would get all up in her business, so to speak. Though she didn't advise sleeping on it. It happened once, and the nightmares - or rather, night terrors - left her on edge for days.

She plunged her entire hand into the mind honey pot, coating it in the golden liquid. Normal initially didn't plan to just put her whole hand in there, but it was an impulsive habit. She lifted her hand out of the pot, making sure that what excess honey dripped into the pot so it would not get onto the bed, and bringing her hand to her mouth to lick it all off. While she was busy, she pondered on whether or not to talk to Bebzel about the game they were going to play. It was only recently that she got around to talking to them on a semi-regular basis, though their busy life kept them from enjoying anything personal.

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PostSubject: Re: Gaudens Vadit Alas   Sat May 06, 2017 9:06 pm

After some time of carving a familiar shape, he gets messaged by a close friend of his.

Trollianlog w/ Bebzel:
 

Vector hopped on up and put the figure on the grass he sat on, making sure to grab a bag to gather some fruit in on the way over. He was rather excited to hang out with her again, and helping her with the big bad bear was something he wanted to do for the sake of helping.

Music:
 

He began making his way over towards where her dwelling was, and on the way he made sure to pick up any mangos, grabbing some other misc fruits on the side to have them just in case.

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PostSubject: Re: Gaudens Vadit Alas   Sun May 07, 2017 1:48 am

Music:
 

After a while of searching for information on various topics, Janius sketches out the knowledge he now has. He is rather convinced that these topics are connected except maybe SGRUB. However, Janius is curious if they have more than a cursory similarity.

He spends quite a long time trying to connect the dots and draws everything out.

Shite diagram drawn by Janius:
 

He's 66% certain that this unknown troll lives in this unknown city and has something or other to do with the game and that all of these things are eternal... or at least he thinks so... or at least he hopes so... or not at all really.

Janius then saves the drawing and then puts it in a file where he knows he'll never see it again, where it might as well just have been deleted.

"Well, that drawjng was a complete waste of my tjme,"

To get back to business, the kinda blind troll then realizes it would probably be best if his fellow team-mates knew what was going on, so he chats up one of the trolls he hasn't talked to yet.

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PostSubject: Re: Gaudens Vadit Alas   Sun May 07, 2017 1:04 pm

Bebzel stared into space for a little while, chewing on their cheek and tapping on the side of the recuperacoon with a rhythmless pattering. “I think I would like to read a book,” they decided. A slight tweak of the mind brought the corpse of an elderly sparrow to tap at the window. Bebzel walked over, opening the aperture to allow it through. sharp eyes roving the room as it sat on the windowsill, revealing to Bebzel a sharp picture of the objects scattered about.

Across from the window on the other side of the room was the recuperacoon, and in the corner opposite a set of stairs leading to the first floor. Between those two was a plush rug and in the middle of the floor was a Tailoring Dummy with a few measuring tapes and fabrics scattered about. Next to those was your trusty Sewing Kit and Thread Bobbins (x4)
Against the adjacent wall was a desk stacked with many a hefty tome, many of which would likely be able to snap the neck of even an adult grizzly bear if it was dropped from even a small height. Underneath the desk was a dusty PC with an Old Cathode Ray Tube (CRT) Monitor which was absurdly heavy and a pain to move up and down to the desktop, making you reluctant to get the machine out again.


> Bebzel: Captchalogue the Monitor in your Sylladex

Oh, well, that would be a better way to go about moving it, you guess. You thought you were going to read a book, though. All the same, you move swiftly across the room, stepping to the side of the desk to avoid blocking your own view of the monitor.


> Captchalogue it

It goes easily into the first slot in your ArrayList<> modus, a burdensome item made light by the power of narrative abstractions. You aren’t quite sure what that means.
You can hold a seemingly limitless amount of items in the ArrayList<> modus, which has its perks, although that means weaponizing it must be done by adding an item to the slot in which something already exists.


> Captchalogue the Sewing Kit

You dash over to the sewing kit, knocking over your Tailoring Dummy in the process. The kit is captchalogued while pins and measuring tape drop and flutter to the ground.

You’ll.

Clean that up later.


> Wear cooler clothes, these ones are boring.

You happen to be wearing a black turtleneck and grey jeans, a combination you yourself think to be quite alluring. However, you decide to spice it up a bit by heading to your wardrobe, pulling out the Bubblebree Coat and putting it on. Made from the hide of your deceased guardian, it reminds your of her warm embrace and motherly care.
You also slip on some Fashionable Converse shoes as well.

Finding yourself sufficiently equipped for a trip to the fresh food market, you figure reading is now out of the question since it will only be a matter of time before your guest arrives, and you are already ready to leave. It would be a waste to undress and bother to open a book now.

A laugh escaped Bebzel’s lips as they held out their wrist for the sparrow to perch. Since none of their other friends seemed available to chat, they headed downstairs to await their guest.

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PostSubject: Re: Gaudens Vadit Alas   Wed May 10, 2017 3:36 pm

Normal glanced at her desktop, licking the space between her thumb and index finger as she wondered if she should talk to Bebzel now. Were they busy? Were they even home? Normal scratched the back of her head with her clean, non-honeyed hand, before swinging her legs over the side of the bed. She stood up, picking up the pot of mind honey and carrying it with her to her desk. She sat down in her comfy computer chair, and opened the Trollian client, setting the pot on the left side of the keyboard. She planned to shoot a quick message and wait for a response.

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After that, Normal reclined in her chair, sucking and licking away the honey on her hand.

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PostSubject: Re: Gaudens Vadit Alas   Wed May 10, 2017 4:48 pm

He didn't get far into his search, about 2 mangos in, until a new face messaged him. Curious, Vector decided to respond while continuing his search, he knew these woods like the back of his hand by now.

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What an.. interesting character to say the least.

Vector blinks at Janius's odd way of ending the conversation, but tries to nevermind it, its not the weirdest thing he's seen from others honestly, especially when some of his closest friends are downright mean sometimes. At this point, Vector actually had picked up a good number of fruits to try and save some money and was pretty much at Bebzels place, surely one of these little guys would help her lusus with his withdrawal.

A small amount of time passes until he reach her home, proceeding to knock in a very you kind of way. "Hey Bebzel?? I'm here!" He says as he knocked the 4 and a half times, as you always has.

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PostSubject: Re: Gaudens Vadit Alas   Fri May 12, 2017 9:44 pm

That reply will have to wait until later, that is, it will happen not that long from now, but you are currently not being Bebzel. You are instead being one of the other trolls. When you are being/will be Bebzel, you may or may not now/later answer the door and yet slightly later than that, but also perhaps concurrently to now, you might be Vector replying to that door being answered. Oh god, this is why one shouldn't question the flow of time.

It could always be worse. You could instead in the future, possibly concurrently or several units of time prior to said future concurrency or several units of time after said concurrency, be being Normal at a time before or after the standard concurrency. However, that has yet to later be seen, you are now, as in now-now, as in he is now-now, being Janius.

Because he can not be privy to this analysis of this reality, Janius is privy to his own analyses of this reality which may or may not fit perfectly into actual reality, but regardless, the analyses of which can be perfectly valid and real analyses of said fake/real reality, and said analyses of reality, even if said reality is fake, could perhaps actually be sub-concious reflections of this reality. Ah, it sure is nice that we're avoiding confusing topics such as time.

The current analysis that Janius is making is of Vector who almost assuredly exists. Janius compiles his final lists of notes on things he knows about Vector.

Notes on Vector:
 

Like what's classically expected from a puzzle-fanatic such as Janius, he moves from this puzzle to another kind of puzzle. The kind of puzzle that could be defined as the epitome of all puzzles i.e. a jigsaw puzzle. However, rather than following the cliché of "just doing a puzzle", he's been doing it in the most bullshit way possible the most elegant way possible, with four additional self-inflicted directions.

Completjng a puzzle 'bljnd': Jnstructjons:
 

Out of 2000 pieces, Janius is currently 1814 pieces done with his 'blind' puzzle but is speedily reaching completion.

Now, you poor poor village bicycle of existing will now exist as somebody else some time shortly before, after, or concurrent to this going ons.

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PostSubject: Re: Gaudens Vadit Alas   Fri May 12, 2017 9:58 pm

Bebzel reaches the bottom of the stairs with no excess difficulty, a feat for them. It isn’t uncommon for them to end up falling head over heels all the way to the basement.

> Bebz: Disrobe to the sound of smooth jazz

Seeing it might be a bit before Vector shows up, you decide to disrobe for the time being. The coat really is cumbersome, although you would never admit it. You whistle through your front teeth and stifle a smile while carefully laying the robe over the side of your armchair. Your phone vibrates slightly at the signal of an incoming message.

> Flop over your sofa chair and text upside-down.

You decide to flop over your armchair, legs draped over the backrest and head hanging off the seat. The bird flutters from off your wrist and onto your neck, tiny clawed feet pinching your turtleneck. You squirm, pulling your phone out of your back pocket and punching in the passcode, muscle memory making it easier than having to look. A new message from Normal! What a nice thing to happen. You only wish you could have more time to chat with her before Vector gets here.

> Bebzel: Answer Troll.

Gladly.

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> Door: Rattle.
You jump at the unexpected sound of a knock on your door. Your thumbs tap at the screen a bit faster now, sharp teeth biting the inside of your cheek. Don’t want to make him wait.

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Your grey skin gains a splash of yellow at the cheeks before you bite your lip and pretty much just fall off the armchair. A thud muffled by the plush carpeting still rattles the floorboards, and your father roars irritably.
You walk briskly over to the door, letting the bird fly free a moment before setting down on the ground nearby. You pull the door inward, a grin spreading across your not-quite ashen features.

”Hi, Vec! Welcøme to my humble abøde!” You lean in for a hug, wrapping your arms around him and laying your head on his shoulder for probably a full second too long. You realy have no idea how long to hold hugs, but if a hug makes someone feel nice you’re sure a long hug can’t be bad.
You step back, smiling sheepishly. ”Wanna cøme inside? Nøt tøø bad a day øutside, but yøu might want a seat ør a drink?”

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PostSubject: Re: Gaudens Vadit Alas   Mon May 15, 2017 10:21 am

You were amused, to say the least. Though the amusement was fleeting after the conversation ended. Oh well.

You reclined back into your chair, trying to think of who to talk to next. You would talk to Vector, but Bebzel did say that they were heading out together. So those two were out. You... could talk to the other player, Janius. However, your reluctance to actually speak with him made it hard for you to want to do it. You really do hate that your distrust of people hinders your want to chat with newer folks.

While you sat there and thought about it, you continued to eat, wondering and thinking about what to do next. Hell, you'll probably just answer e-mails until you've made a decision.

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PostSubject: Re: Gaudens Vadit Alas   Tue May 16, 2017 6:21 am

While he waited, he heard a rather unhappy grumble from inside, along with several sounds of varying types of thuds, yeah he was in the right place, though some of those thuds are a lot louder than he is used to. As Bebzel opened the door and greeted him, he relaxed a little, and when she hugged him, he returned in full.

Hearing the offer he smiled. "yeah, hanging out for a minute wouldn't be a bad idea. Especially since, well, i could hear the roar from outside.. as for a drink um.. let me think about it" he said, walking in and putting down the bag on the nearest flat surface, it being a table. The bag of fruit had a good number of goodies of a few sugary types, a lot more than most would expect him to have found in the time it took him to walk on over.

"we could try feeding him these, and if they don't work there's always the shops nearby. how longs he been grumpy again? because he seems a little more rowdy than i remember" Vector said, casting a gaze on over towards the basement.

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PostSubject: Re: Gaudens Vadit Alas   Wed May 17, 2017 1:39 pm

Ah, so you're back. Of course you are. You just love being. So be it. Be. Once more you are being Janius who is currently doing work on his puzzle.

==> CEASE THIS INANE PUZZLECRAFT

So, you do speak? Okay. Janius gives a farewell smooch to the puzzle that has confounded him for so long. His lips obscure the image giving his eyes a piece of the visage, a little scrap of what seems to be a violet-shade of some sort. Seeing it, Janius can not help himself, but to speak from his HEART.


"O, you mysterjous vjolet hue!
Even all by yourself, you are a puzzle,
So long curjous eyes have searched for you,
All thjs tjme you've not ceased to confuzzle,

What canst thou be or what canst thou not be?
Wjll you rjp my heart or your own to gjve?
Wjll you decjde to be kjnd or jnjure me?
Ejther way, J requjre you to ljve,

J know well the ljght you gjve jsn't hope,
For that js the sole goal of wjzardry,
J know thjs for J am no sjmple dope,
J know you aren't such bullshjttery,

No, you are somethjng more than that sad schtjck,
You're somethjng more precjous than that: real magjc!"


That was absolutely stupid. Any other ideas to ruin people's fun, bucko?

...

Oh, nothing? Okay. So be it.

Instead of doing his puzzle any more, Janius just eyes it, finding out literally nothing new. It's simply heart-wrenching that he stopped doing the puzzle. That puzzle NEEDED to be solved. Every puzzle needs to be solved. That's the point of a puzzle. A solution. Without a solution, it's missing a piece here or there, it's a flawed puzzle.

...Or perhaps it's a flawed puzzle solver? Janius however knows that the only way a puzzle-solver could be so flawed as to NEVER complete a puzzle is via sheer forfeiture. He resolves that he must have decided that he needed a break from the puzzle and he further resolved that he'll continue it later when his head is more clear.

Janius then decides to continue to do his puzz- err... Janius then decides to continue to look for the unknown troll and the unknown town and for more information on this game. How can these things remain so hidden? Janius knows that these things have gone unseen by others as well as himself which is rather odd. It can't possibly be a defect in his vision no-sight or with the vision actual-sight of other trolls.

This place, this troll, and this game must all respectfully exist somewhere outside the sets of these two types of vision. Janius then remembers once more that either of two scenarios must be the case: A flawed puzzle or a flawed puzzle solver. The flaw in each of those three things is in one or the other. He remembered the limits of his abilities and compiled a couple of reasons why these 'puzzles' have yet to remain unsolved.


- They're actjvely bejng covered up,
- These three thjngs are unseeable, but are observable jn other ways that have yet to be found,
- They don't exjst under natural phenomena, but rather unnatural phenomena(?),
- Maybe the real treasure js the journey, Hehe :D

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PostSubject: Re: Gaudens Vadit Alas   Thu May 18, 2017 3:59 pm

Bebzel nodded amiably, grinning a second before being distracted by the thousands of sensory inputs at their disposal. “Yeah, søunds fine. He’s been big øl’ grump since I støpped giving him mind høney. Withdrawal is gønna be tøugh øn him, but it’ll wørk out ØK, I’m sure.” They suddenly remember they’re not wearing their coat, but at the same time remember that their guest had made a neutral comment on a drink, totally meaning ‘yes.’ It’s never good to be dehydrated.
Since they have two things to do and only ten fingers, two arms and two legs, they walk to the chair, pulling on the coat. The ferret simultaneously scrambles up to the counter, opening the door and turning on the water. They dash over to the cupboard, nearly faceplanting on the counter in the process. Steadying themself quickly, they pull out a glass and fill it. They hold it out to their guest. “So you brought some fruit already?” They motion to their bag with their free ferret.

~~~

Somewhere on the umbric moon of Derse, a Perfunctory Drudge is shirking his duties. His black shell is hidden in one of the many niches that are so prominent on Derse, and he warily eyes the communication device he so wishes to turn off. They’re asking to burn something down. They’re always asking to burn something down. He never burns anything down. He hates burning things down. It isn’t how magic should be used. Even if it’s magic that exists, it shouldn’t be used that way anyhow. He hates using his dubiously extant shadow-based magics, and using it to kill yellow-clad, comatose children is not on his to-do list. Or, well, as the radio keeps reminding him, it is on his to-do list. It’s the only thing on his to-do list, and he hates it. They stopped giving him jobs after he stopped doing the jobs, but they still expect him to somehow redeem his miserable hide with a brilliant coup de grace. Or would it be a coup de foudre? He never know the difference.

A large hand swats away his thoughts, and he’s been discovered.

You’re picked up and carried bodily away from the alcove, the damned communications device now taken from your possession by merit of you moving away from it. Strangely, that’s all you care about, losing the dreaded responsibilities of the dersite empire. The large figure holding you- or , the relatively average-sized figure, since you’re a pipsqueak relative to most everybody- says something about this being the last time you sneak off. They had a warrant out on you? You didn’t know that. The communications line had probably been staged babble to make sure you didn’t think something was up. Dersites are so clever, why can’t you be clever like them?

You let out a sigh of mixed feelings. Actually, it’s mostly resignation. You just don”5 really care. You would prefer a prospitian prison cell, sure, but you’ve slept in storm drains to hide from your work. A dank purple cell isn’t much better, but it certainly isn’t worse.

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PostSubject: Re: Gaudens Vadit Alas   Wed May 24, 2017 2:53 pm

Normal sighed. There was still no decision made, and her e-mails were all sent, and the inbox was empty. The choice to talk to Janius was still pretty much up in the air, and her reluctance wasn't letting up.

After a while, the desktop had dimmed, and eventually went to black. Normal sighed, and rolled away from the desk. She stood up and headed towards the door of her hive, and stepped out. A fat drop of mind honey oozed from atop of the door frame, and landed squarely on the top of her head. Normal shuddered as the viscous fluid seeped through her hair and continued down the back of her head. She wiped most of it away before it could get on her shirt, and continued her trek through the beehive.

Was it weird to build your hive within your lusus' own colony? Probably, but it felt pretty comforting being surrounded by so many bodies. Speaking of 'bodies', a large, purple mindhoney bee buzzed by, though stopped briefly for Normal to give it a gentle pat on its side. Good job, little drone. Keep up the good work!

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PostSubject: Re: Gaudens Vadit Alas   Wed May 24, 2017 5:54 pm

Vector felt bad that Bebzel seemed to go out of the way to get him a drink in a paniced manor, he more-so heard her stumble than saw it, but it didn't make him feel any less at fault for not declining. He did however, take the drink with a smile, and proceeded to answer the question. "yep, freshly picked too.. i hope he enjoys them. oh! by the way janius sent me a message on the way here, does he always act.... uhh.. weirdly blunt??" Vector inquired about Janius as best he could given the, lack of words he had at the odd troll. All Vector knew is he was oddly to-the-point, and liked his puzzles a lot. He wanted to get the best understanding of this guy as he could before they started playing the game.

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PostSubject: Re: Gaudens Vadit Alas   Thu May 25, 2017 4:06 pm

Continuing not to reveal the full extent of the violet from the puzzle because of SOMEBODY, Janius instead went back to his research with the newly added topic of "jntrusjve thoughts causjng actjve avojdance of one's true love".

Looking into such a topic, Janius learned a lot more about intrusive thoughts than he previously knew. He eventually even stumbles upon "Ironic process theory" where I believe Troll Fyodor Dostoevsky summarized it best: "Try to pose for yourself this task: not to think of an artic bear lusus, and you will see that the cursed thing will come to mind every minute."

Janius however finds the exact opposite to be true. The intrusive thoughts such as puzzlecrafting being somehow inane are always fleeting and returning. This would at first cause one to suspect that this mystery has been cracked and that Janius is just an exception to the idea of ironic process theory. This however is not the case. He can not remove from his mind the idea of an artic bear lusus.

He also finds this odd as Janius is rather unsure if bear lusii can somehow be artic as he is pretty sure that the planet doesn't have an artic climate anywhere as the sun is much too hot. Perhaps Troll Dostoevsky knew of bear lusus-like creatures living near the poles living on some other planet. Maybe like Troll Dostoevsky's other inane quotes he made, he may have been wrong about the existance of artic bear lusii. The poor deluded fool.

Janius then realized that the cursed artic bear lusus has been coming to his mind every minute. He re-reads his notes (which are now cluttered with artic bear lusii), and he surmises that artic bear lusii can very well be stuck inside of his head so he is not an exception to ironic process theory. So, perhaps these intrusive thoughts are not intrusive thoughts, but whatever it is, this intrusive whatever is rather intrusive.

==> Be the Intrusive Whatever

You are now the Intrusive Whatever, but he is rather offended to be called that and now refuses to let you be him. You can be him in the past and get to know him then.

==> Be the Intrusive Whatever in the past.

You are now the Intrusive Whatever. He is a little upset being called that, but is able to collect his calm enough to correct you by pointing to his name-tag which reads "Imperial Weaver".

The Imperial Weaver is officially called the Imperial Weaver because that's what he does. He imperially weaves. His official duty, as commanded by the Dersite royalty, is to weave the clothing for Derse nobility and to oversee the weaving of the clothes of Derse's peasantry. Carapicians aren't just born with clothing-exoskeletons over their actual exoskeleton-exoskeletons, y'know? Somebody has to make that exquisite clothing and that somebody is you.

You can say whatever you like about Derse, but you can't say that its people aren't well-dressed, unlike those poorly-dressed slobs on Prospit.

You hear that those filthy low-lives are actually planning to steal your garbage, err... garb-age for themselves. If they did, you would be ordered to once more find a way to over-come your old fashion of garb-age with a new fashion of garb-age. Like always... sigh.

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PostSubject: Re: Gaudens Vadit Alas   Fri May 26, 2017 11:19 am

Bebzel nodded, walking over to the bag and starting to open it. "Dø yøu mind if I løøk?" They asked this a bit rhetorically, since they were already elbow-deep in tropical fruits. They pulled out a mango, grinning and feeling the texture of its thick skin. Vector was asking about Janius, but Bebzel wasn't paying too much attention, easily distracted by the bright colors and tart smell of the bag. "Yeah, yeah, he's always really cagey and shit. Kinda makes yøu wønder what's up, but I døn't talk tø him half as much as anybødy else." They leaned nack against the chair, a kind of half-smile showing how they felt about him. "He's cøøl, thøugh, I'm sure! Just a little røugh arøund the edges."
They replaced the mango, captchaloguing the bag without asking and pointing to the stairs. "Wanna feed a big baby?

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The Drudge sighs as he is dragged from his apparently less-than-adequate hiding place to where he could only assume a damp and unpleasant cell awaits him. He looks to the one holding him, still unable to recall who he was. He might actually know him, he muses, but it would have been only in passing.

You try to strike up conversation as your captor carries you, but it is to no avail. He swats you across the ear with his free hand as he may do to an insolent child and you feel a silly urge to pout. You know you could easily break free from the hold of this one thug, but breaking free from the dersite empire would be an entirely different thing. You try to imagine yourself burning the entire moon to its roots, but you shiver and know you wouldn't. You're simply too cowardly. "A prospitian dersite if ever there was one," you thing in a sultry tone.

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PostSubject: Re: Gaudens Vadit Alas   Fri May 26, 2017 2:31 pm

"thats fair." he said, watching her rummage through the bag, and captchaloguing it, without really questioning or caring much on the matter. Vectors very used to being ignored/not-minded since, well, he tries to speak softly out of habit. That habit tends to cause people to barely acknowledge him in conversations, thankfully she at least answered him though!

"yep, and if he dislikes this stuff surely he'd like the stuff at the market!" He said with a smile, one of his two batty teeth showing itself as he does, he heads over to the stairs, ready to following close behind as she leads him.. oh, and ready to catch her in case she stumbles. He was pretty aware of that habit, and he didn't want her taking a tumble at least while hes around.
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PostSubject: Re: Gaudens Vadit Alas   Mon May 29, 2017 2:36 am

You are now Janius once again.

It appears that he is now able to complete his jigsaw puzzle once again and he knows this. He just knows it. He loves puzzles so much that he has attained the ability to know whether or not he can do a jigsaw puzzle after a long time of being unable to. It's like some kind of power. Most would argue that psiionic powers are more powerful. If you would argue that, you clearly mis-underestimate the power of jigsaw puzzles.

Oh, you don't believe me? Hmm, well I'll just have to prove it to you then. Uhh. Hmm. Hrmm... OH! Just imagine that being able to complete a jigsaw puzzle is the difference between life and death. I know what you're thinking, that'd never ever happen. And uh, I guess you'd be correct. That's a silly hypothetical.

Anyways, valuable time is being wasted by all of your hullabaloo disbelief in the power of jigsaw puzzle self-ability identification. So, back to Janius finally completing the puzzle.

Janius goes back to where his notebook is so that he can finally finish his puzzle. Uh, it should be here. He adds a balled-up piece of paper to his sylladex in a randomly filled slot. Out pops a bowl of pretzels, the best snack for any aspiring puzzlemaster such as him, which spills onto the ground. Janius hears a sound behind him and sees the pretzels disappearing before his very eyes.

Deciding it's best not to question these kinds of things when there are puzzles to be done, he adds a pretzel to his sylladex to a randomly filled slot. Out comes a bottle of disappearing ink. Janius doesn't see a spill, so he assumes it's fine. Oh, there it is. It did spill. It is however disappearing once again. Huh. And was that a sucking sound that just happened?

These things can be questioned later, there's a puzzle to do. Janius once again puts in another pretzel into a random filled slot and a very wide black fabric pops out and covers his desk and a large area behind him. His notebook just isn't there. Instead he picks up the empty bowl and the jar of disappearing ink.

Janius has what most trolls would easily call a very easy sylladex. It's just a stack modus BUT you can pull out any item you want any time you want. You can also just place an item into any slot you want and items will adjust accordingly. However, sadly for Janius, everybody can see the item he's reaching for, so he can't see it. It's hard seeing the un-seeable. It's hard, and nobody understands.

Also under the black fabric, Janius sees something that looks rather snakedad-like. In fact, that snakedad-like thing appears to be a snakedad. Gasp! That snakedad-like snakedad is Snakedad! He has a vacuum cleaner in one hand and the notebook in the other.

This is the final straw. You must complete this puzzle.

Strife!

Janius puts his hand to his waist and prepares to settle this.

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