Sgrub - Theta Session

A young female troll stands in her respiteblock. She is excited right now. She is so excited, she decided to throw a party. By herself. Well, herself and her lusus, Polarbearmom.

>Enter name.

Sagface Grubkiller.

==>

No, that is not her name! That is most certainly not her name, and she looks quite offended right now. She even stopped her partying to put on an offended look for you.

>Try again.

Your name is ALETTE VESSIO. As stated before, you are partying. You are partying because you are excited. You are excited because you just found this [supposedly] awesome game! That's the perfect thing to party about! You just wish you had someone to party with other than your lusus.

What do you do?

==>Alette: Start memo.

--yesterdaysCelebration [YC] opened memo GAME PARTY!!!--

YC: Hiyaa, everyone!
YC: I found aa gaame todaay aand I'm REAALLY EXCITED!!!!
YC: So I'm throwing aa paarty!
YC: Who waants to paarty with me? ^-^

====> Introduce yourself

If you are ordered to by your commanding officer, then you must.

====> Enter name

Stickass Sheeple

Orders are orders. However, you also request permission to be referred to as Neithe Polias.

====> Permission granted

Your name is NEITHE POLIAS, as stated in the previous debriefing, and you love your chains of command.

====> Reply to the memo, be the leader

You come across a memo run by a lower-blooded troll who does not seem to be under anybody's command. You decide to change that.

--tantamountAssesser replied to memo GAME PARTY!!!--

TA: Good-->morning-->you-->maggoT.-->I-->will-->be-->your-->commanding-->officer-->Today.-->Do-->you-->understand?

==> Respond to memo in a confused manner.

You have no problem doing that.

YC: Waait, whaat?
YC: No, I do not understaand.
YC: Whaat do you mean commaanding officer?
YC: Whaat do you meaan MAAGGOT?
YC: So maany questions!

Ain't no one gonna tell you what to do. Not without you being confused first.

====> Human female; Snoop on memo.

Your a strange human, no name given yet, noo, not yet. You have a pacman tee-shirt on right now, and he is about to 'nom' your symbol. You don't mind though, he is a friend, he can froever try to eat your symbol i he wanted.

====> Game female human, Snoop on the memo. Now.

Alright, Jesus, don't get your panties in a twist. You log on into pester chum and see that a memo opened up for you. You assume its another glitch from your messed aout with pester chum - you enjoy bugging about with codes - and go to close it out before feeling like that fucking DEMANDING voic e in your head wants to watch the memo for a bit.

Today is just like any day for this certain Troll. But, today he's destined for greatness! Or, at least, a chance to make some new friends, as far as he knows. He's been working really hard and really long on a brand new PODTOP! But, before we get into that, what is this odd Troll's name?

==> Thistlebutt McArmcarver

Thistlebutt Mcarmcarver kindly says that is not his name, but if that's what he's gonna be called, far be it from him to stop the voice in his head. But, he also says to the voice in his head, he's actually called Eliden Abrack.

==> Get PODTOP, reply to memo, make friends, ignore previous posts

Sounds like a plan, which you usually don't like, but this time it's okay.

--superfluousSeedsman replied to memo GAME PARTY!!!--

SS: Hello fellows!

==> New troll: Drink the spore slime!

No! It's gross! You have been arguing with this voice in your head all morning. You're not drinking it!

==> You're going to drink it anyway, so drink it now!

Raaaaahhhh!!!! FINE!!! You grab the cup half filled with the discussing liquid and down it quickly. You honestly were going to do this anyway, you just felt like arguing with the voice for no real reason; and also because everything about that slime makes you want to vomit.

==> Introduce yourself before the slime intoxicates you

Alright.

>Enter name

You are, Sociopathic Nooksucker

==> She'll kill you

In cold blood. Then eat your corpse.

==> Try again

Ditana Tesoni

==> That's better

You are Ditana Tesoni, as previously mentioned you hate the taste of spore slime but you were drinking it anyway because of reasons that are none of your business. What will you do now?

==> Go on your Moirail's memo

She started a memo? You go online and see that it's true, she did start a memo without contacting you! But you really don't care that much and just check it out. Who's this asshole trying to 'command' your Moi-oh wait it's that weirdo you met that one time.

You bet she still won't be able to guess your blood. You snicker at the thought as you log on.

--feralController has joined the memo--
FC: Why h3333lllllooooo h1gh blood22222
FC: Don'7 worry 4bou7 h3r Al
FC: 2h3'2 ju2t we1rd.
FC: Would you l1k3 7o pl4y my gue22ing g4m3 4g41n h1gh blood?
FC: 1 7h1nk 1 s3n7 you my p1c7ur3
FC: 2o you /2hould/ b3 4bl3 7o f1gur3 ou7 1f 1'm 4 boy or 4 g1rl.
FC: Or would you l1k3 7o gue22 my blood color 4g41n???
FC: Com3 on h1gh blood.
FC: Let'2 pl4y.

==>

You really enjoy messing with this girl way to much. But you just now realize you're ignoring Alette!

==> Acknowledge Alette

FC: Wh1l3 7h47 h1gh blood i2 di2tracted
FC: Wh47 g4m3 d1d you f1nd???

You wonder to yourself if Al's figured out if you were a boy or a girl yet. You doubt she did.

==> Respond to moirail.

YC: Oh, right! The gaame I found!
YC: It's caalled Sgrub. Not sure whaat it's about, but it sounds fun!

==> Notice the newcomer.

YC: Oh, aand hello SS!

==> Go get your crap and check on your Lusus while the others mess around.

Okay, sounds good. You leave your PODTOP where it is and go over to the small square thing covered in vaguely sticky plant material that your Lusus no doubt left behind as a joke. Oh, how you adore your Lusus' jokes, they're always so great. Anyway, you quickly kick at the base of the square thing and it pops open - revealing it was some sorta trunk. Or box.

==> Get Amphistaff.

You do, and quickly wrap it around your torso like a sash. It whispers comforting things into your ear, the head being closest to yours.

==> Return to your computer and check the memo.

You have absolutely no clue what a computer is, but you head over to your PODTOP to check the memo. Woo.

==> Reply to YC.

SS: Hi! You found a game? Can I play??

YC: Sure! You caan plaay with me aand whoever else waants to!
yesterdaysCelebration [YC] sent the file Sgrub.exe
YC: There you go!

OOC:

==> Beep beep. Memo time. Read the memo. Read the memo.

Yeah okay.

==>I mean it, read the friggin' memo.

Aw you meddling tool. All right... Party?
I could wear my sweet merino sweater and look sweet as fuck.

==>?

I'm not surprised that you are in the dark of confusion. You're only a narrative device that is urging me to remonstrate, you tool. But not today. Today is MERINO DAY!

==> respond to memo, srsly.
arachnidsGrip [AG]

AG: Party! I 8eg to join!
AG: I wanna watch Neithe person deal with chains of command.
AG: And sweet merino sweaters.
AG: I am so there. Here. Party on!

====>

TA: Fine-->I-->will-->play-->as-->well.-->But-->do-->noT-->forgeT-->ThaT-->I-->am-->your-->superior,-->all-->of-->you.-->Do-->you-->understand?

You curse yourself for allowing the insubordination from the mysteryblood to go unchallenged, as well as allowing yourself to lull in the conversation. But never mind that now.

====> Move to the chessboard

You do so, and begin to carve new pieces. You have a feeling that a game is about to be afoot, and that these responders will be the new players.

==> Woof woof!

Real classy over existed talking voice. Do you want a treat?

==> Meow meow!

No? Hm alright- Wait. This human has a name? What would this human girls name be?

==> Woof woof! OoO !!!

This odd human with a blue santa hat simply refuses to show her name. Maybe she very strict on meeting new people? Oh well she appears to be dominating her computer with games and pesterchum.

==> MEOW!

Beh go away say the girl! You suppose lingering with a friend of yours across pesterchum is okay. But you do love to play games in your free time with her, -in some sort of secret thing. It does not matter right now, what matters that mostly your friend seems to be snooping upon a memo. Has she said anything? Nope, it does not seem like it.

==> Look I talk little miss blue santa haty! DO SOME SNOOPS WITH THAT PIXEL!

What? A pixel? You do realize this is real life?

==> You. Poke. That. Memo.

Not too sure what you meant by poke... But it wont hurt to look?

==> Yes. Now dance.

Okay fine! You look at the odd memo. -With your friend somehow across different locations... But you refuse to dance! Get a life demanding voice!

==> Woof woof! ouo

Ugh... Your gonna hate this soooo much...

==> Game human! Say your name!

Well what name? She goes by many.

==> A NAME

GameKiller

==>That is not a name.

THat's your chum handle. And as you watch this memo you open up a second pester chum window and begin to pester your friend.

-- GameKiller [GK] Began to pester fartymuckmuddydoL --

GK: Yo.
GK: Yoyoyoyoyoyoyo.
GK: You seeing these guys talk about that game?
GK: We should join in.

==> Open that pester like a mad lady!

A pester huh? Lets see.. Oh its Gamer! Lets pester back. But before you do. We need to know your name!

==> Enter that name of yours

fartymuckmuddydoL.

==> Farty.. Muck muddy. What kinda of name is that?!

Silly, its your chumhandle! Lets just pester her back, you've left her waiting for far too long!

==> Pester: gameKiller

FL: Hm...
FL: We could..
FL: But it wont hurt to give it a wild spin right?
FL: :b

GK: Dafaq is a wild spin.
GK: Sounds like a wild card from uno.
GK: They aren't talking bout uno are they.

==> You are a strange human

Oh you guessed correct! You're talking to the weirdest human - and funnier one - out of most humans. But she also has a funny friend whom she calls Farteh.

GK: Yo imma go respond to that memo.
GK: WERE GOIN IN HOT SISTER PACK YO BAGS WE SHIPPIN OUT HERE.

==> Respond to the memo

-- GameKiller has opened memo GAME PARTY!!! --

GK: Yoyoyoyoyoyoyo.
GK: Mind if my friend and I join in on this game?

==> Pack yo bags!

You are not too sure what that means? Pack some air in some invisible bags? No. That's stupid. Lets fondle about in the memo.

==> Your truly gonna risk it?!

Hell yeah!

fartymuckmuddydoL [FL] responded to memo RIGHT NOW

FL: Sup.
FL: She means me.
FL: :b

Goodness, that sounded creepy. Well lets just wait what they say.

====>

TA: NoT-->unTil-->you-->hemoType-->correcTly-->so-->ThaT-->we-->can-->deTermine-->your-->ranks.
TA: UnTil-->ThaT-->poinT-->you-->will-->obey-->my-->wishes.-->UndersTood?

You grimace in disgust at the boldness of these trolls, who spit in the face of proper hemotyping.

==> Sassy that trollo up~

GK: What if we are already bro?
GK: What if We are hemo typing and you just didn't notice.
GK: WHAT THEN?

You lean back and look at the trolls message and begin to luagh at his order. Not in a mean way, but it cought you off gaurd and somehow it made you laugh. You rub your eyes, typing with your right hand before adding your left one to speed up the process.

GK: Dude, Calm your tits.
GK: I really have no beef with you, so no need to get all power control thing.
GK: Let's be friends, Kay? c:

==> Prepare to respond

Prep'n'ready sur.

==> Whats with the hat?

You ignore the voice for a moment as you respond back to both the memo and the pestering with gameKiller.

==> Pester: gameKiller- some more

FL: Are they for real?
FL: He or she seems a tiny bit stricked about this game.
FL: :I

==> Respond to memo

FL: Ranks?
FL: There are teams?

==> Be the creep

That voice is getting on your nerves. You shrug it off slightly as you sit back in your chair and placed your hands behind your own head staring at the computer screen.

====>

TA: Teams?-->No.-->We-->are-->simply-->organizing-->a-->CHAIN~OF~COMMAND.
TA: And-->we-->cannoT-->do-->This-->if-->you-->refuse-->To-->hemoType.

FC: H3llo f3llow m1st3ry blood2.
FC: H3r3 7o me22 w17h 4 con7roll1ng h1gh blood 1 2ee.
FC: 1f you w4n7 7o pl4y 7h3 g4m3
FC: W3ll 1 c4n a22ure you 7h47 you'v3 com3 7o 7h3 r1gh7 pl4c3.
FC: H1gh blood! Gue22 my g3nd3r or blood color!
FC: Now 38{
FC: 4nd you 7wo
FC: 1f you w4n7 7o pl4y 7h3 g4m3.
FC: 7h3n you'll h4v3 7o pl4y my gue22ing g4m3!
FC: Why do 1 dr1nk 2pore 2lime.
FC: H1n7: 1 lov3 your f34r.


==> Stop gnawing on that skull

You probably should... kind of makes you look like a cannibal when you gnaw on the skulls of deceased low bloods. But you really want something to gnaw on right now.

==> You're sitting on a bone pile, pick an animal bone!

... Na... you'll just keep gnawing on this skull here.

==> Pester FL

GK: You got any idea what hemotyping is?
GK: Cuase I like my orange color.
GK: Its pretty.

==> Open memo back up.

GK: Okay, How about no.
GK: We are typing in our colors. ANd, Dare I ask, how do you know if we aren't already?
GK: Mr. 'Chain of Command' or whatever.

== > OKay, Introduce yourself now maybe?

Bitch please, Your name is pretty obvious. You can already guess the fact that it will appear soon ish. Then you will introduce yourself. For now you look out your door, seeing your sisters black and red hair peeking out at you. She tells you that she's watching a scary movie and wants you to join her. You accept, Taking your GAMING LAPTOP downstairs to watch the movie.

Sitting down you type in the memo again.


GK: Is slime stuff like cocaine.
GK: do I need to get the intervention chairs.
GK: I think I do.

GK: Does hemotyping tell you who we are?
GK: Is it like taken.
GK: 'I dont know who you are or what hemo you are'.
GK: 'But I will find you'.
GK: 'And I will command you.'

====>

TA: You-->drink-->iT-->because-->you-->are-->a-->dirTy-->lowblood-->wiTh-->no-->sense-->of-->digniTy.
TA: And-->I-->will-->noT-->calm-->down.-->This-->is-->insTrumenTal-->To-->success.

Be the other troll ==>

Blah blah. Young troll in his room. You know the deal.
 
Enter name==>

Your name is Adrien Accrom

Adrien: Respond to memo ==>


AN: Soooooo... We're playing a game?
AN: Or something along those lines?