[Sburb] Domain Session [Closed]

Oh boy.

Look what we have here. Another human who is about to embark on another adventure on a game so solemnly called Sburb Beta.

Did I say boy?

No.

In fact I said your are a girl that happens to be NOT standing in your room. Where you are really? You are really laying upon you're own bed staring at you're own ceiling seemlessly in sheer boredrom. You were on your computer not long ago, chatting up a friend of yours that has left you on a pondering question. But considering your not gonna move your butt. Lets get things on the road.

==> Enter name

Buttsniffer Loser ✘

No!

That is not your name as you shake your head in discuss.

==> Try again

Jill Larnce ✔

==> Get out of bed

You are now finally standing in your own bedroom from just getting out your own resting place of the singler bed from the light colored blanket sheet with dark blue flower patterns plastered all over it, the two evenly placed pillows on the other hand are colored white with a mantras sheet too colored white under the blue blanket. The blue hat you tend to wear is also laying upon your bed as you stand there.

==> Get on with it

You walk to the center of the room to properly introduce yourself.

==>

Your name is JILL LARNCE and you are 15 years of age. You are person with the jack of all trades when you feel the time is just right to start something. Your hobbies are DRAWING and ADVENTURING nor matter what it could be. You easily get distracted and you quickly move onto something else rather getting the job done. Your Fetch Modi is MOODY and your strife specibus is SWORDKIND. Y-

==> Think fast!

You were standing there until you noticed your brother rushed into your bedroom very fast, standing at your bedroom exit and threw a pair of two brown envelopes at your face that felt like something sharp and heavy was within them. Either way you fall flat on your behind and sneer at your brother who just laughed and ran back out. It also appears that he has left your bedroom in a muddy state. Your brother is always gardening, so its much of a surprise to you anyways. You pick up the envelopes and place them in a card within your moody deck under happy.

==> Get to computer

Sadly to say you only have only five cards within your own deck to keep hold of various items. But someday, if your savings of your piggy bank does get high enough, you would go out and order some more cards for your own deck. But that's not the case now. You shuffle back the chair of your computer desk and sit down upon it, resting your left hand on the keyboard whiles the right on the mouse. God to say this you have your left hand resting in a hand of a gamer where your middle finger is on the W key, the ring finger on the A key and the index finger on the D key. Even you yourself does not even realize it! Dammit! Oh well. Once sitting down, you quickly whip up pesterchum faster then Elvis could go Ar Har. In doing so you decide to open pesterchum and start up a memo for only your friends as you one by one add there chumhandle names.

==> Open and respond to memo: Beep

fartymuckmuddydoL has invited you to join memo

fartymuckmuddydoL [FL] responds to memo RIGHT NOW

FL: Boop.
FL: So how is everyone doing today?
FL: Ugh...
FL: I hate saying that to everyone.
FL: But its all we have to say to a bunch of people eh?

==> Wait whiles opening envelopes

You make yourself happy for a short time to eject the two envelopes in your hands as you begin to tear open the side of it, staring at the pesterchum log screen to ensure someone has said anything.

Z. . . ..Z. . . . .Z

Oi! Yellow dreaming girl!

She is in her queen side bed, with a little angel thing curled up next to her, but it seemed to be sitting, and petting the girl softly.

She awakens from the dream she was having, blinking and looking around. Her red hair had fallen in her face again, and the angel next to her vanished in a small flash of green.

==> Scarelt red girl, introduce yourself.

You are JAKIE KELOUM, and you are 13 YEARS OLD. You have SCARELT RED HAIR, ALMOST IDENTICAL TO BLOOD. You are currently in your pajamas, Which is just a random little tanktop and jammy pants. Your real clothes are laid out on the bottom of your bed. Your strife specuibie is SLEEPKIND, and you manily use DARTS.

Your hobbies include DREAMING ON DERSE AND PROSPIT, yes YOU HAVE BOTH. Travling with your guardian, Painting, and cooking! You can take almost anything and turn it into something tastey. You often enjoy READING, WATCHING A MOVIE, OR LISTENING TO MUSIC. You also SING occasionally.

==> See flashing computer.

Bing bing bing.

-- twinfoldImagination [TI] has begun to respond to memo RIGHT NOW --

TI: I guess s-.
TI: S- what are y-u guys-girls d-ing t-day.
TI: I was just -n pr-spite.

==-=>

You are looking at the wall, not for any specific reason, you stand there looking at that wall with the intensity of an ice cube.

==-=> Enter name

The gnashing jaws at the center of the universe, the eater of worlds, the dark consumption of time and space, the creeping hunger, the...

==-=> You hit the character limit

Okay how about "Kurt Warden"

==-=>

You are KURT, you are a ZOMBIE. You have a SICKLY appearance and EAT everything, even things you should not. Oh, and you are not NATURAL. You love three things:
FOOD
FORMULAS/CODES
MORE FOOD

==-=> Your communicator is going off

You step over to the window and retrieve your communicator, you also take the time to admire the view, outside it is snowing, and your masters land looks pristine, Geneva always is this time of year.

==-=> What time is that exactly?

Why the winter of 1820.

==-=> Answer communicator

-- hollowCornucopia [HC] has begun responding to the memo HUNDREDS OF YEARS AGO --

HC: Boop
HC: Hello
HC: I'm a Zombie

==-=> Consume

You retrieve a snack from your fridge modus, your master invented a few modus himself, says that in two hundred years everyone will have a skilledex, your fridge modus is special though, it has the ability to maintain adjectives.

For example, you log a pie, most pies would cool eventually, but your modus keeps it nice and hot. Why pie? Because you just took out a slice of hot pie.

==-=> EAT

You eat as you wait for replies

==>Be the other guy.

You can't be the other guy right now. You are simply not ready to face the challenges this guy has to face. There's a lot of pressure in being the coolest guy on Earth.

He not standing in his room, but outside in his front yard. Why? Because that's just how he rolls.

Does the guy perhaps have a name?

==>Enter name.

BUTTSMASHER DINGLEHATCH

==>

Uh-oh. You seem to have angered the guy. You can't see his eyes through his dark shades, but it is clear he is giving the coolest death glare ever known. It just so happens that the glare is pretty emotionless.

==>Try again.

HUGH MORTLEY.

Now that you know his name, you are prepared to be the guy.

==>Be the guy.

You are now the guy.

Your name is HUGH MORTLEY, and as mentioned before, you are the COOLEST GUY ON EARTH. You take pride in your AWESOME SHADES, that are totally not lame as some people say. You enjoy CASUAL GAMING, but the internet is WHERE YOU REALLY BELONG. You are a rather EMOTIONLESS guy, only expressing strong emotions. One of those emotions being hate for one of your characteristics: your eyes. Your eyes are BRIGHT YELLOW, and kind of intimidating. You avoid showing people at all costs.

==>Go inside and respond to the memo.

Why go inside when you can just go on your handy dandy smartphone?

-- shadedLenses [SL] responded to memo RIGHT NOW --

SL: hey
SL: im just gonna drop in here
SL: and a zombie
SL: really man
SL: zombies are so last year

Be the other guy ==-=>

Oh, another one? Fine, whatever, okay. Name him.

Enter name==-=>

No.

ENTER HIS GODDAMN NAME==-=>

Retarded Assho--

Okay. We have all had enough of that shit, by now.

==-=>

Your name is Levi Connor. You are obsessed with anime, and video games. But not like some weird Otaku. Like, you casually watch it, and occasionally cosplay.

==-=> RESPOND TO MEMO.

--temporalAdventurer-- responded to memo

TA: What2 up, you guy2?

==> Be the Guy

You are now the other guy. Not THE guy, but this will have to do.

==> Enter Name

Lieutenant Private Dexter Grif Negative First Class.

What, No! Thats the name and rank of a character from a popular web series! Thats as far away from you as possible!

==> reenter name

Leon Houdec

Your name is LEON HOUDEC. Whilst you like VIDEO GAMES and some MANGA, you are slightly less into manga and more into games than ONE OF YOUR FREINDS. however, more than anything else, you like MAGIC TRICKS and anything weird or occult like TAROT CARDS and MAGIC CUE BALLS.

what will you do?

==> retrieve arms

You already have arms! if you had no arms, how could you hide anything up your sleeves? Not than any magician worth his salt ever hides anything up his sleeves. Ever.

==>Respond to memo

--illusionTrickster-- reponded to the memo

IT: So.
IT: YouRe a Zombie
IT: Thats cooL i Guess.

==> Be some other kid

Oh its another kid he really does not seem to be paying attention to anything

==> insert name

Uncaring tw-

==>cut naming thing in two with sword

he really has no time for simple comedy does he?

==> Re-enter name

Alex Zacharie

Your name is Alex Zacharie altough you would much more preffer to be called the ICEMAN for some reason.

You often enjoy FIGHTING altough newer with your brother who always kicks your ass. You also like being well INFORMED and calm thinking, you also have some good enjoyment of SWORDS and SCYTHES.

What will you do?

==> Respond to memo

Nah you really don't feel like talking to random people....oh wait your friends are there you guess you could spare a few minuets

wildKiller [WK] responded to memo RIGHT NOW

WK: Oh a zombie
WK: jegus fuck i mean for once i kind of have to agree with
WK: Hugh zombies are really lame
WK: and not to meantion way to overused
WK: altough you really don't have to care about my opnion
WK: i am just here for a update on info

> Be the other human.

You are now back to being JILL LARNCE again. You have successfully opened the envelope that was in your hands, revealing a disk case of big bold green letters called SBURB BETA. With it also having very tiny letters under the title with quotations signs "Client.".

> Respond to memo.

You do once you've heard back from your friends and take the time in opening the other envelope.

FL: It is good to hear from you all again.
FL: Have you all received this game that everyone had been hush hushy about?
FL: I got to admit.
FL: I got to be thankful towards my brother whom got Sburb and what not.
FL: But at the moment.
FL: The cases seem really bland.
FL: All it says it SBURB.
FL: With tiny text.
FL: "Clinet".

> Be the other human.

See you a next round?

==> Other human!

You are now Jakie. you have just awoken from a dream on Prospit. You have told your friends of the dream planets, but they just call you weird. You don't mind.

TI: Well. I have it. Had it really.
TI: Installed already.
TI: Just waiting f-r you all.
TI: Having tw- places t- hear the future has its advantages y-u kn-w.

==> Look for guardian.

She-He's missing, weird. You almost always find Him-Her around. But then again, you did hear the spark that follows her-his leaving, so you guess he-she left. Might as well read.

==> Other human

==-=> Be the zombie

HC: But...
HC: I'm a zombie
HC: :C

==-=> Go to the advanced computation device and plug in the sburb cards into the slot

You do, the device contemplates and displays a download screen, its all very impressive

==-=> Be someone with ideas

==>Be the cool guy with the.shades.

SL: yeah i got it
SL: you think i would hear of a new game and not get it
SL: no game escapes my game-seeking eyes
SL: no game

Video games are your passion. Well, one of your passions. But not as much of a passion as the internet, which is where you heard about this game.

You pop the game into your computer and watch it download. When it finishes, you get really excited. You don't show it, of course.

SL: im hella ready to play this game

==>Be some other person.

==-> Levi: Look around room

You look around your room. That was pointless.

==-> 

TA: Okay, guy2.
TA: What is this game, even?
TA: What do we do?

==> Become another person

You fail at becoming another person but succeed at becoming Leon

==>

IT: YeaH Hugh, Speaking oF which, iVe never sEen yoUr eyes.
IT: Alway hiding Them behiNd thoSe duMb shades of Yours.
IT: So anyWays, ive staRted downloaDing.
IT: This is gOnna takE a whiLe. Im gonna plAy solItaire.

==> Look down, back up. What do you find?

==> Another person

You are now Alex

==> Alex look around your room

You see all of your normal items and your little pet spider i mean come on how many people can say they have a Chaco Golden Knee tarantula. You always try and tell your friends just how awesome it is

==> Alex read more of the memo

It seems your 'friends' are going to play a game you might as well play it as well so you start to download both disks of Sburb meanwhile listening to savant-alchemist "sky is the limit"

==> Alex feed spider

You toss in a small mouse knowing you tarantula likes those you kind of just back away after that going back to your computer

WK: well i have no ideas what to do in the game but i have to ask
WK: i noticed one important detail
WK: Jakie what was that talk about having two places to see the future or sorry let me correct myself 'hear' the future
WK: Also i in some way have to agree what is behind those glasses?

> Insert Sburb disk and install.

You get the Sburb beta disk that is the client and place it into the disk tray of your own computer CPU [Central Processing Unit] located under your desk towards your right from after pressing the eject button to open it. You put it in and press the button to close the tray inside the CPU.

> Wait.

You wait for it to run until a window pops up asking for someones IP address. You stare at this and stop yourself with uncertainty before bringing up the memo section of Pesterchum.

> Respond to memo.

You begin to type patiently on your keyboard. Tap tap tap.

FL: So I did.
FL: After you lot responded.
FL: I have the client ready.
FL: But not quite too sure what it means by IP address.
FL: I take it, it needs someone IP perhaps?
FL: Get your computering skills out!
FL: Because this is gonna get a whole lot messy.
FL: Messy as in understanding freakin binary.
FL: I hope not though.

> Feel annoyed.

You do however because there is no walkthrough of Sburb anywhere! Like no where what so ever! Thank god no one can see you being annoyed. Because that would be bad. Yeap.

> Spy on other guy... Or girl.

==-=> Eat the post order
While your computation devices contemplates sburb you head down into the main lab, there you find that experiment seventy is happily chewing a log with his razor like fangs, you are not really sure what your master was trying to do with this thing, it looked like something between a shark a monkey and a spider, and maybe a fox? It was a rather frightening creature, simply called Grue. He was not a fan of the light. He was bright white

==-=> Approach the cage
He crawls on all six limbs slowly to the edge, he had always liked you, you never knew why, but it was sort of a brotherly thing, anyway you toss him a racoon and he gorges on it

==-=> Respond to memo

HC: I am feeding my abomination
HC: So I may be unresponsive

==> Quickly, think of an explanation!

SL: theres nothing that important behind my shades
SL: and theyre not dumb
SL: theyre a sweet accessory with loads of appeal
SL: respect the shades
SL: im starting my game now

Crisis avoided, you think. You'll have to be careful from now on.  No eyes references. No taking off the shades. Either the shades remain glued to your face or your eyes stay closed forever. There is no other option.

==> Another option: be honest.

No. That not an option. If it were an option, it would be a stupid option that you would rule out immediately.

==> Respond to memo again.

SL: well im not much help on that subject
SL: id think someone would just tell you their ip and youd enter it in
SL: i dont know

> Respond to memo as well.

FL: A shame...
FL: Abomination?
FL: Are you playing a game or something HC?
FL: Sounds like it.

> Install sburb server.

You take out the disk of sburb client and swap it out with sburb server. However once a window popped up. A clickable button was seen and you clicked it. Once clicked, you began hosting a server with yet not a single idea what it even suppose to do or work. Server. Yes you gathered that. But what it need? That you don't know yet.

==> Luanch games.

You sit there, in the glow of you're computer and varies glowing drawings and stories as the loading for Sburb commences. Your mouth curls into a grin at the idea of finnally starting. . . And seeing someone other than Angie.

TI: The disks are running, sh-uld any-ne need a server/client.

SL: server and client discs running for me too

You wonder who you'll end up connecting to. You also wonder how this game will affect your life.  If what everyone said about the meteors is true, then this will affect a lot. Still, you can't wait to start.

> Respond to memo.

FL: I might need a server hoster myself.
FL: Do you happen to know what your Ip ip4 address is?
FL: Also private send it please.

> Look down, now back up, where are you?

To the next person!

==-=>

HC: No, he was made in the lab, attempt seventy to create the ultimate life form
HC: Here have a phonograph of him
HC: Its a little dark because he hates the light

Download shared file?:

> Download file.

You click the downloadable file HC sent and... jump out of your own skin!

FL: leiufhegf9876YSGD9sjd     sduas.

> Was that necessary?

Shut up! It scary okay? not only that, you were bashing your keyboard because you dropped a cup that held pens on the floor. You were saving their sweet innocent lives. So, no it was not at first. But possibly yes.

TI: Hehe! That was a funny reacti-n!
TI: I cann-t wait t- play with you all! I'm s-. . . Excited!

==> Hey, You gonna tell them about the dangers-

No! You know it is a bit selfish, but you want to see them, other people really other than the pictures, more than most people! Living in a dead city can do that!

==> Okay, jeez.

Humph.