Sgrub - Theta Session

====> Do somethin' bitch

You quickly figure out how to work the game. You move your cursor over the mysteryblood and pick her up.

TA: I-->am-->The-->boss.
TA: Don'T-->you-->forgeT-->iT.

==> Quickly forget it

FC: Wh473v4.
FC: Now pu7 m3 down
FC: H1gh blood.

==> Dangle in the air by your shirt

Oh, you're doing that. You can't not do that even if you wanted to.

==>Keep messing with machines.

You take the newly carved Cruxite Dowel out of the Totem Lathe and run over to the Alchemiter. After examining it for a moment, you put the.Dowel in the device. There's a bright flash of light and a green party popper appears. You have no idea what to do with this.

GK: No, Jill.
GK: There's a slot on this thingy, try putting the card thing in that.
GK: Here I'll poke it.

==> Poke the thing.

You pike up the carving thing, moving it left to right before placing it back down. YOu don't know what it would carve, but, eh, what will you do. You yourself will still need to get a server player, but it seems like that uh. . . . Arachind girl is all you got, which you don't mind. So, you begin to mess around in another games coding, taking and adding things, etc.

==> Think

You do some hard thinking considering your friend picked up the totem lathe behind you and shook it side to side where the card you've already put in it was yet again placed back down. You look over towards the thing that has a blocky base with a pipe coming out at the top of it as a valve handle is on the side. You stare at it deep in thought.

==> Go to the Cruxtruder

Not knowing what it was, but the voice had told you what it is now. You head over to the cruxtruder to fondle with the round handle on the side of this protruding pipe as you jig the round handle about. It did not budge but perhaps it needs some elbow grease. But then again the top of this pipe seems to be springy upon slamming your hand on it.

==> Pester: gameKiller - with mobile phone

You jump off the Cruxtruder itself and stand beside it to re-open the pesterchum app upon your phone in thought.

FL: So this "Cruxtruder" needs to be opened I guess.
FL: Is there a possibility you can help me open it?
FL: Reason why; this handle wont budge at all.
FL: Even when I try to pull at it, it still wont open.
FL: The handle seems to be glued or something.
FL: :/

Whiles waiting for a respond from your friend Jesse, you peer back towards the Cruxtruder feeling something quite stressful is to come out from this contraption of sorts.

==> Get a tad bit paranoid

As you continue to stare at this thing, you start to become slightly paranoid on what it could do. Or what the possible outcomes would be.

==> Watch them from afar.

I'm watching. They still didn't enter the game, looserchamps. Fiddling with shit some croxtruders dunno. Is that like those croc shoes? Anyhow I am 8ored. Were we supposed to take sides? Like high8loods vs 8unnies? Humans vs trolls? Where the guns at? I wanna respond to someone. But I can't the leakiness of the black planet makes for fantastic apathy. And no8dy is fully connected yet, LONELINESS. Feels like 8eing ignored by God.

==> You grovel in self-pity.

Yes I do. Yes I do, I am misera8ly confused wtf to do with the memo and the game. I shall grovel until I can fetch some train to Useful Town.

====> Put her down

Not unless she recognizes your superiority.

TA: NoT-->unTil-->you-->expliciTly-->and-->sTraighTforwardly-->exToll-->my-->command-->over-->you.

==> Laugh at the high blood

You laugh like you've just been told the funniest joke in the world. You don't even have to type it out, she can see you!

FC: No fuck1ng w4y!
FC: 1'm cool w17h ju2t d4ngl1ng h3r3!

==> Calm down and prototype your moirail's green org

Proto-what?

==> Put something in the green orb

Oh. You go back to the window with Alette doing something with some cylinder and you pick up the confetti gun blaster and throw it in the orb.

==> Go back to fucking with the high blood

FC: 2o wh3r3 w3r3 w3?
FC: Oh y34h! 1 wa2 l4ugh1ng 47 7h47 jok3!
FC: H4h4! Fuck you! 1'm gonn4 cry!
FC: Oh 2hit! 17 my 2ide2!
FC: W47ch how 1 gr1p 7h3m 1n 4n un3nd1ng f17 of l4ugh73r!
FC: CX{

You do not cry tears of laughter, don't want her knowing your blood color because of a hilarious joke now would you?

There is another flash of light as your sprite is prototyped. It looks like a giant confetti cannon. Sweet! It shoots a blast of confetti in your face, giving you a faceful of colorful paper.

That doesn't help you, though. You still don't know what to do with this party popper.

==>Ask moirail for advice.

YC: Hey, caan you see me~?
YC: Whaat do I do with this paarty popper~? Should I use it~?
YC: Aand whaat does this floaating confetti caannon do~?

====> Get serious

TA: Fine.
TA: Then-->I-->will-->jusT-->have-->To-->Take-->exTreme-->sTeps.

You begin to move your cursor around, which in turn shakes your client violently through the air. You hope that this will do the trick.

==> Holy fuck

What the hell is she trying to do? Kill you? This is really killing your high, really fast. Which you're pretty sure is a bad thing. You tear off the part of your shirt she was holding you by respond to her treating you like a rag doll.

==> Have a sober moment

FC: B17ch
FC: Do 7h47 4g41n
FC: 4nd 1'll k1ll you.
FC: a2 2lowly and p4infully a2 po22ible.
FC: 4nd 1'll enjoy 3v3ry 2econd of 17.
FC: Under2tand, blue blood.

That last part was clearly an order.

==> Sober moment has ended

You grab your head feeling like you're going to puke. Just fuck that blue blood.

==> Answer Alette

FC: 1 donno.
FC: 1 wa2 ju2t do1ng wh47 7h3 vo1c3 1n my h34d 7old m3 7o.
FC: ugh... my h34d hurt2...
FC: D4mn h1gh blood...

OOC:

====> Flip your shit

You do so, and soon are in possession of another broken spear.

====> Realize how much doubt is cast upon your cool, collected demeanor by your constant tantrums

You reflect on that and realize that a good general should be allowed the flip out when backsassed. You are pretty sure that is rule one of being in charge.

====> Decide to not reply

Fuck that guy (girl? You don't really care.) Instead, you decide to deploy its machines and let it figure out how to play the game. You need a carving break.

OOC:

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==> Seriously, drink the spore slime

For the last time, you are fine. Just because the high blood made you flip out doesn't mean you need another drink. Seriously, that shit's disgusting.

You examine your ripped shirt and figure you don't have to change just because of a hole where the back of your collar should be.

==> Captchalogue bone pile and get your staff.

You put the bone pile in your Guess Who Modus(AKA most unpredictable modus ever) and look at the sword under the pile. I mean really, why would you have a staff? You can't Kill hunt with a staff.

==> Just use the sword to open the Cruxtruder

Okay. You slice open the top and a blue spear comes out then run around in a panic.

Detana: 2hit! 2hit! 2hit! 2hit! 2hit! 2hit!

==> Calm down

You just remembered the high blood's to head strong to connect this blue orb to your blood color and you calm down.

==> Get the Cruxite Dowel and put it on the Totem Lathe

Yeah, yeah. You pick up the blue cylinder and do what the voice tells you to.

====> Disregard this useless spectacle

You have no need to observe the mysteryblood because frankly, she is lame. Instead, you search for a server player.

====> Have no choice

You message the other ceruleanblood, the only person that is on equal footing with you in terms of the CHAIN OF COMMAND.

TA: Hello.
TA: IT-->seems-->ThaT-->I-->need-->a-->server-->player.
TA: And-->according-->To-->The-->CHAIN~OF~COMMAND,-->you-->are-->The-->only-->one-->ThaT-->I-->can-->TrusT-->To-->do-->This.
TA: So-->I-->hope-->ThaT-->you-->can-->do-->iT.

==>Reply to Ditana.

YC: Whoaa, you have aa voice in your heaad too~?
YC: I thought I waas the only one~
YC: I guess I'll aasq my confetti caannon whaat to do~ The voice in your heaad must've told you to do it for aa reaason~

==>Ask Confetticannonsprite.

Sheesh, that's a long name. You decide to just call it Cannonsprite.

Sprite Log:

==>Think about it.

What's the one thing you do with party poppers? You use them, right? That's what you decided to do.

You notice a red light glowing from your window. You look outside to see the sky painted red with meteors falling from nowhere. A huge meteor is heading straight for your hive!

==>Act quickly!

You look back at the party popper in your hands and pull the string. A bright light comes out of it instead of confetti and you are transported to another world.

There's a loud thud outside your cave that distracts you from what you're doing

==> Investigate

You walk outside to see your lusus with a meteor in his chest and his wings completely broken. You mourn for a minute then look at the sky and see a meteor headed straight for your hive.

==> Get Neithe to prototype your lusus

We all know that bitch won't help you out.

==> Take off a feather and throw it in

You pluck one of the huge feathers off your lusus and throw it in making a Feathersprite.

WTF? I thought you were supposed to be helpful voice! This thing is useless!

==> You'll figure it out later, get back to work

Grumbling curses under your breath, you go back into your cave with the Feathersprite. After the Totem Lathe carves the Cruxite Dowel you place it on the Alchemiter and after a bright flash you see a blue training dummy. You have no idea what the fuck you're supposed to do with it.

==> Check on Moirail while you think

FC: You h4v3 on3 7oo?
FC: 7h3n m4yb3 1 2hould li2ten 7o 17 more.
FC: Al2o
FC: What'2 w17h 7h3 bl1nd1ng l1gh7?
FC: 1 c4n'7 2ee you.

==>Look outside.

You walk out of your hive and look around. You appear to be on a tall cliff. Everything around you is bright and glowy. Strong winds are blowing around you, whipping your hair and clothes around. The chilling breeze doesn't seem odd to you, since you like in the tundra and are used to cold.

Something white catches your eye. You look at it and realize it is your lusus, who looks crushed. Literally. Polarbearmom is lying dead on the ground, her body crushed by what you think might have been a meteor. You slowly kneel down next to her, emerald-colored tears silently dripping from your face. Why did this have to happen to her?

==>Answer your moirail.

You would love to talk to your moirail, but you're a little busy mourning right now. Your lusus just died, so have a little sympathy.

==>No sympathy for you. Answer your moirail.

Fine.

YC: I don't qnow where I aam.
YC: I don't qnow where I am, but I don't waant to be here aanymore.
YC: I'm aall aalone now.

You're so upset you can't even use the punctuation quirk that gives you that fun, cheerful sound.

==> Watch Alette

The screen had cleared up and you can see her mourning her next to her lusus. You're not really sure what to do and you pull on the main of hair on your head to try to figure out how to help her.

==> Prototype her lusus

You already did that with the confetti cannon!

==> Do it again, this time with her lusus!

FC: 4l3,
FC: 1'm go1ng 7o 7ry 2omething.

You pick up her polar bear mom and combine it with Cannonsprite. This better work, you don't like seeing your moirail this upset.

==> Draw something epic

As you waited for your friend Jesse to respond. You've spent your time laying on the floor on your front finishing off a- sinister looking drawing? Nah Its not. To your eyes it warm hearting. Maybe you should show people in the memo.

==> In the memo? Really?

Yeap. You stand up, dusting yourself off considering there are color pencils laying scattered across the floor slightly, next to the cruxtruder. You take out your phone and snap a picture of the drawing you've done and quickly send it to the memo for everyone to see.

==> Respond to memo

FL --Sends File: Drawing ya'll--

"Drawing ya'll":

FL: So I drew this drawing an' stuff.
FL: Still yet wondering how to open this cruxtruder.
FL: But other then that.
FL: What you all think?
FL: Critical comments are open. :>

==> Sit on the floor

You successfully sit on the floor staring at the screen of your mobile phone awaiting what peoples views are upon it. All you can do is wait and possibly some more for Jesse.

==>Watch in awe.

You watch as the dead body of your lusus is picked up and placed in Cannonsprite. There's a flash of light and the sprite changes form again. Now it's a polar bear with a confetti cannon in place of its right arm. Suh-weet.

==>Message moirail in excitement.

YC: Wow, Ditty~!! Look aat my lusus~!!
YC: She's baacq~!!
YC: Did you qnow thaat would haappen~?

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==> Be happy for your moirail

FC: No7 4 clu3!
FC: 7h3 vo1c3 1n my h34d i2 ju2t r34lly h3lpful.
FC: 7o b4d 7h3 h1gh blood won'7 do 7h47 for my lu2u2.
FC: 1'm gonn4 mi22 h1m...

==> Take out your frustrations on the dummy

You slice it in half less than a minute before the meteor's impact and you're sent to your land after a blinding white light escapes it. Before you could message your Alette about it you're hit on the head by a loose chunk of rock that fell from the ceiling. You fall down and your hand hits random keys.

FC: sucn ipn pi3

OOC:

==>Be confused.

Seriously. Get a new command.

==>Display your puzzlement through online chatting application.

Better.

YC: ...
YC: Aare you oqaay~? It looks like you just keyslaammed~
YC: Aaaaaaanywaaaaaays...~
YC: You could aalwaays prototype it yourself~! I don't thinq there's aa rule aagaainst it~!

OOC:

==> Tell your moirail that she knows full well that, that thing is to big for you to lift and is so big that it's one of the reasons you live in a mountain

You cannot do that for you are unconscious.

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==> Wake up in pajamas

You wake up in a recuperacoon in a weird purple room wearing weird purple clothes with your symbol on it.

==> Feel different

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Ditana isn't answering. You wonder what happened. You start to get worried.

Sprite Log:

Best

lusus

ever.

==> Be Ditana

You cannot be Ditana right now. Inscription code data is now lost. Please wait as we fix these issues.

==> Watch Ditana

You cannot watch Ditana right now. Memory has been lost. Very few parts play clearly, would you still like to continue that action?

==> Yes

--- Ditana talks to a black carp
--- Ditana finds her way to Prospit
--- Ditana's purple pajamas are stained with green blood
--- Ditana frowns and doesn't finish the job
--- Ditana begins her quest to Medium
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