Re: Homebound: Rage of the Condesce

by **temporaryAbsent** Sun Feb 14, 2016 5:10 pm

==> Tiamat, read Kyle’s rant

As she said, Tiamat finished her personal quest, getting a cheer from all her consort for solving their problem. She got straight to the gate to eventually end up on her fellow troll’s land. Well, it went pretty easily according to her arrival.
As she crossed the first gate, she found herself in front of an ogre.
‘Give me way, you fucker!!!!!!!!’ she shouted and charged the thing with her spearkind, which was a trusty weapon. She finished her enemy in no time.

==> Talk with your future self

‘Well, that wasn’t too much of a talk’ she commented to her Squidsprite.

She continued her way around the gates until she reached Troppo’s land. It was a place he truly enjoys, and she truly doesn’t. But Tiamat luckily didn’t have time to explore the planet, as she had to check on the other troll. Well. Basically one of her friends.
After some fighting, she finally found the blueblood’s home, and also found her friend in it, lying on the floor next to his passed lusus.

‘Hey, Troppo, wake up, you music-crazed, lowblooded piece of unusable meatpile! Do you hear me???????? Wake up, the Condy is here!!!!!!!!’ she said as she grabbed the other troll and pulled him up. ‘We have less then five minutes left!!!!!!!!’

by **graphiteGunaydin** Sun Feb 14, 2016 5:41 pm

==> Future Atgeva: Order in The Court.

Everyone is going totally curved yellow fruit on the memo and it's really confusing. You try to take charge and create a new one while simultaneously making things a whole lot more confusing. You band your squeaky gavel on the ground next to you and the riverbank you're sitting on for effect.

Make New Memo.

You make the new memo, hoping that all the time you took hiding in the basement of your hive reading up on this game was worthwhile.

Memolog:

That felt like gouging out your fucking eyes. Probably. Showering? Seriously? WATCHING showering?! It's like everyone is fucking around on purpose. There's a session to be started and it looks like without a time player you're gonna have to be the responsible one. You look up at the shimmering bubble-like sky of your planet and flop onto your back, sighing through your nose.You feel like you haven't slept in eons and your golden cloud dreams are not helping. You miss Alternia.

Just Do The Thing.

You resolve to make the memo then leave it alone. No ones gonna pay attention to it anyway. Pfft. Showers.

you make the memo 'Veggie Pen Island Retreat".

Veggie Pen Island Retreat:

by **Breeso** Sun Feb 14, 2016 6:04 pm

==> Lars, make sure you look good for the upcoming game.

Lars would be very happy to oblige, but unfortunately, there is no time for that. Instead of that, he prepared his whip and made sure it's okay. Wait, no, someone is pestering him again.

Pesterlog:

Lars, sit down and observe

Unfortunately, Lats can't do that, as he is the action guy. Something needs to be done, now! So instead of sitting around and waiting, he walks around his room, waiting.

Pesterlog:

by **timesrowKilling** Sun Feb 14, 2016 7:21 pm

==> start killing
Good thing these imps die in one stab of your icepick. This will make clearing the area out a whole lot easier. You start running through the level you are on and stab any and all imps you come across. Something you make note of is how they seem to congregate around the different machines Kyle placed down.
That's when the ogres start to appear. First you only hear some trembling and some things crashing then a fist breaks through glass window and it starts to crawl in. Clancysnakesprite starts to make some weird noises then flies off leaving you to fend for yourself against the ogre.
It pulls itself through the broken window and grabs one of the imps and begins to flail it around like a weapon. So you dodge its attacks then run up its outstretched arm and stab it in the eyes with your icepick. You jump off and it begins to walk around blindly destroying everything. Feeling some mercy for the giant you take out one of the many razor blades you have and cut its legs and then it poofs Ito grist and other materials.
After dealing with the ogre the imps stay away from you and clear a path to the alchemizer. So you take this time to upgrade your weapons and they all come out with a lot of color and interesting shapes. At the same time you combined your laptop with one of your pairs of contact lenses.
oh looks like there's some new developments.

Memo log:

you close your eyes then knock yourself out with a single hard hit on your head. The next thing you notice is that you are awake in a purple room. Time to explore you guess.
You take a leap out of the single window and fly.

by **Alice Rapture** Sun Feb 14, 2016 8:31 pm

==> Have audience with the Queen

Troppo blinked a few times as he tried to understand where the heck he was and why he was wearing purple pajamas.

There was a very weird creature in front of him. Her upper half was that of a black carapacian, but her lower half was that of a snake, she had tentacles coming out of her back, a speaker coming out of her belly, she also wore a fedora for some reason, and... were those the trifocal goggles from Metal Clancy's: Splinter cell she was wearing?

Trop waved one hand. The Queen hissed at him and adopted an offensive posture.

"Girl, I don'7 mean any harm. All I wan7 7o do is jus7 say hello." He quickly rapped.

The Black Queen seemed pleased enough. She patted his head and made a signal to some of her subjects, they quickly brought over a projector.

She turned the projector on and a image of the Condesce appeared on one of the walls.

"7ha7's Her Timplerious Condescantion." He frowned. "Why are you showing 7his 7o mi?"

The Black Queen pressed a button and the image changed to a spaceship flying towards the Land of Birds and Musicals (LOBAM).

"She's in 7he game?" His frown deepened. "7ha7's why you go7 mi? 7o ask fa help?"

She nodded. The image changed to a crude drawing of the Condesce's head on Tiamat' lance. The trolls and kids stood beneath it, all of them smiling and covered in fuschia and purple blood.

Another image, a slightly better drawing of the Black and White Queens shaking hands. A white flag hovered in the background.

"Sol... you're saying you'll make peace wi7h Prospi7ch if we pro7ec7 Derse from 7he Condesce?"

She nodded again.

"And wal7z if I refuse?"

Another button pressed. The image showed the Black Queen and HIC high-fiving over a pile of dead Derse dreamers.

"I see......." He gulped. "I... um... need 7o 7alk 7o mi frindies firs7... is 7ha7 okey wi7h you?"

The Queen nodded and clapped her hands. The Draconian Dignitary appeared, he placed his hand on Troppo's back and guided the troll through the castle.

His huskbuds beeped and he read the new message.

Pesterlog wrote:

The Draconian Dignitary paused in front of a small cell with a bed. He opened it and pushed Troppo inside, quickly locking the troll up.

"Um... do I sleep, or... um... use mi huskbuds?" Troppo asked the carapacian.

The Draconian Dignitary shrugged and punched Trop's head through the bars, knocking him out.

Troppo's eyes fluttered open and he was greeted by Tiamat yelling about they having less than five minutes left... for something.

"The Condesce's coming." He grasped the girl's shoulders, keeping her in place. "I go77a go blow a fago77. Buy mi 7ime. You're 7he bes7. Bye!!!!!!!"

He let go of the girl and rushed out of his hive. Radiogalesprite immediatly followed its charge.

As he ran across his land, following a strange song that seemed to pull him towards it's source, Troppo messaged Joan.

Pesterlog wrote:

He closed the chat and focused on finding his denizen.

by **timesrowKilling** Sun Feb 14, 2016 9:04 pm

==> respond to Troppo
You can't you're on derse and the version of you that has your contact tops is back on your planet LoFaC.
Anyway you continue to fly until you come across Troppo's head awkwardly sticking between two bars. You can't help but smile as you attempt to pull the troll out by his horns. You shake and pull but you can't seem to get him out of the bars. You try again and succeed in getting him stuck even more. Still gripping the horns you place your feet onto the wall to help get you some leverage. You pull one last time and manage to pull him out with only what sounded like three broken ribs, two broken hands, and one dislocated shoulder.
" well looks like Joan is stuck with your sleeping body for a while Troppo." you hoist him on your shoulder and continue to fly. Next stop the queens palace or maybe the Derse underground.

by **Breeso** Mon Feb 15, 2016 1:12 am

==> Lars, lose your shit

Pesterlog:

Lars, please, enter already

Lars is currently trying to hit the Fedorasprite with his whip. "Get back down!" He continued to try so for a while, then sighed and gave up. How was he going to enter? Ah yes, of course. He quickly ran down past his Uncle's room and into the cellar. And there was it, his only hiding place in the house. It was a barrel. He rushed towards it, took a deep breath and opened it, entering the game at last.

by **Alice Rapture** Mon Feb 15, 2016 6:31 am

==> Say goodbye

Troppo stopped in front of the portal that would take him to his denizen's cave. A feeling of impending doom took over him and he knew, in that moment, that he would not get out alive.

So, with a heavy heart, Trop turned on his huskbuds to what he supposed would be his last message for a while.

Pesterlog wrote:

He took a deep breath and stared at the portal. His sprite nudged him foward.

"Hey, pop," he said aloud. "I'm abou7 7o do ei7her doom us or save us. Play some7hing inspiring, will you?"

His sprite complied.

And so, Troppo Fagott jumped on the portal and braced himself to meet Hemera.

by **temporaryAbsent** Mon Feb 15, 2016 4:12 pm

==> Tiamat, send a message

It wasn’t the Condescense who replied, but the Mechanik.

Chatlog wrote:

Tiamat saw the ship turning, and she started to run to the last gate. Once she arrived back to her land, she curled up on a rock and went to sleep. She woke up on Prospit, in her tower. She immediately left it, and looked for her Sacrificial Slab, which she found in the middle of the moon. She laid down, and commanded herself to wake up.
Using her husklet, she left some notes to the other players.

The highblood went to look for her Quest Cocoon. On the way, she met some of her consorts, and one of the stupid newts decided hugging her sprite would be a great idea.

Spritelog:

The sprite started to flow to one of the mountains on the big island. After some walk, the violet blood already could see the cocoon. She ran and jumped in, summoning her spearkind and trusted into herself.
Strange light surrounded her and her dream self, just before the Condescension’s drones could reach her on Prospit, was teleported to her Quest Cocoon on the Battlefield.

Chatlog wrote:

With that, Tiamat headed for her denizen Skylla. She found a cave with a gate inside and she passed it to face the enemy.

(OOC: I used #330066for the Mechanik's typing.)

by **Breeso** Mon Feb 15, 2016 4:41 pm

==> Lars, explore the Medium

Lars will not do that as he is currently preoccupied with answering the messages, though he can hear the imps downstairs.

Memolog:

Lars then proceeded to punch the wall furiously. Seriously, these trolls. What are they even doing, going on a nilly dilly suicide mission?! He sighed and looked back at his laptop.

Pesterlog:

Lars, wke up

And it's rather easy to rest in this comfy bed while Kylebot is dropping furniture at the door and the imps down are singing various pop songs. And yes, soon after that, Lars woke up in his tower. Wait, where is the fedora? Lars panicked for a second, but then noticed one eloquently placed on his desk. He quickly put it on and felt not naked again. He flew out of his tower, trying not to concentrate on his pajamas. He checked out the other towers of his co-players, but found them empty. Of course, no one waits for him. He just has to find them himself. However, on Derse, there is only one place of any more interest, and that's the palace. He decided to pay it a visit.

by **timesrowKilling** Mon Feb 15, 2016 5:16 pm

==> hurry up
You continue to fly towards the only way into the center of derse while carrying the asleep Troppo. Then part of your vision goes red. This causes you to touch your head and look at your body. Why is there blood on your forehead? Why is there blood on your chest? What the hell is happening to you?!?

On LoFaC. Drones have surrounded your sleeping body. They decided to hit you quite a few times. Causing your forehead to start bleeding. Then the drones grabbed your sleeping body and flew off carrying it to The Baroness's flag ship which is currently orbiting Skaia.

Once they arrive the Condy herself walks out onto the deck and stabs you once in the chest to see your red blood. Then she laughs and kisses you making your wounds disappear. She's going to let you sleep for now then when you wake up she'll have her fun. So she orders the drones to carry you into hold of her ship.

Back on Derse. Somehow All of the blood has disappeared.so You calm yourself and continue to fly while carrying Troppo. Finally you have made it to the entrance to the center of this planet. " looks like we made it Troppo. Hopefully this will help you it might even help Joan." You step onto the stairs then you immediately wake up.

Taking in your surroundings you only see a wall and bars. Great you've been captured by the Condesce. Looks like the contact tops are still in your eyes. Time to send a distress signal.

Memo log:

by **Alice Rapture** Tue Feb 16, 2016 5:30 am

==> Troppo, blow the fagott

When he reached his denizen's lair, Troppo found three things: the first was his denizen, which was expected; the second was his quest bed, which was unusual; the third was a fagott, which made absolutely no sense.

He looked at his denizen, Hemera. She spoke in a weird language that only Troppo could understand.

Hemera then gave him The Choice. Troppo would have to play his own requiem and she would stab him in the chest, it would not kill him immediately for he was a highblood. After that, he would have two options.

The first would be to stop playing the fagott and lay on his quest bed. She would finish him off, it would not hurt and it would be quick. He would reach God Tier. However, he would not understand his powers and would need to study them. He did not have the time for that.

His second option was to play the requiem up until the end. It would be painful and he would die from his wounds the moment he finished the song. Hopefully, he would then wake up on Derse and -- since no one kissed him -- have seven minutes, no more no less, to convince one of his friends to kill him on his sacrificial slab before he died for real. This way, he would have allowed the destruction of his own life and invited destruction through the life of another, giving him a deeper knowledge of his role as the Bard of Life.

Troppo asked if he couldn't kill himself when he reached Derse.

The denizen explained that doing so would still allow him to reach God Tier, but his powers would not be fully awaken.

Next, he asked why his future self said that he would need both Joan and Lars in Derse with him if only one of them would need to kill him.

Hemera told him that the Black Queen was aware of his escape and had sent one of her agents to retrieve his body. One of his friends would have to fight the agent while the other killed Troppo.

Troppo nodded and made his decission. He turned on his huskbuds and sent a final message before his first death.

Pesterlog wrote:

And so, Troppo finally blew the fagott. Hemera stabbed his chest. He closed his eyes, but continued playing his requiem until the end.

by **Breeso** Tue Feb 16, 2016 8:07 am

==> Lars, abscond

And indeed, Lars happily obliges. He was hiding in the palace and learnt that Troppo was indeed there, but escaped. He also heard of the plan to capture him again. Lars couldn't allow this. Uh-oh, there's a carpacian looking straight at him. Talking probably won't help here, Lars thought. This one seems smarter than the others. And so Lars turned around and quickly absconded, not looking back. He needs to find Troppo. And he thinks he knows where they along with Joan went. They were talking about some slabs. He needs to find them.

After a little while of intense flying, he managed to finally find the entrance to the center of planet. He could literally feel his heart touch the purple pajamas, beating very fast. And there they are, both lying on the ground. Awww, so peaceful, sleeping.

Lars, snap out of it.

Right, they asked him to do something. He doesn't know why, but it must be important. Lars looked around. Good, no sign of any hostiles around. He looked back at the sleeping bodies. "fucking hell, am i supposed to carry both of you up there? not trying to be rude but i ain't no superman." Lars sighed. He needs to act quick before the Black Queen's agent or agents appear. Time to be creative. He looked around. These strange plants around could potentionally be strong. He quickly snitched some and then returned to the sleeping duo. "you guys probably won't like this, but it's the only way. it might hurt guys." He then proceeded to tie Joan's arms to Troppo's legs. He then grabbed Troppo's hands and started dragging them up. "you fuckers better wake up when the agent dudes come. i don't want to lose you just after we entered." He said when he finally dragged them all the way up. He looked at the slab. Well, it looked a little bit more comfortable than the ground, and they wanted to get here anyways for some reason. So Lars untied their hands and dragged them down on the slab, lying next to each other on it.

by **temporaryAbsent** Tue Feb 16, 2016 5:02 pm

==> Tiamat, think

She just does that, as she walks to her denizens nest. Leaving the urge to prove herself strong, Tiamat decides she have to talk with Skylla instead of just slaying her.

As she arrives to the cave, the denizen greets her with a strange language which the seadweller surprised, noticed she could understand. The monster presented her The Choice, giving her two option: either Tiamat fights her, or gives up her sprite for a great weapon. The troll answered without thinking.
‘Give me the weapon!’

Skylla explained Troppo’s meeting with the Dersian Monarch, which apparently was the mentioned weapon.

Chatlog wrote::

Apparently, he couldn’t be asked. Next person.

Chatlog wrote::

Right, two still left. Well, Spacey is probably busy, so she tries Lars.

Chatlog wrote::

by **timesrowKilling** Tue Feb 16, 2016 5:21 pm

==> respond to everyone
Joan is currently unable to do that because the condesce is beating the shit out of her just for fun. This sea witch really doesn't like humans. Well there goes two more teeth. Who needs those anyways. " are you going to kill me?" you manage to mutter while she turned was away from you. Then she turned back around a mad smile on her face.

"no I ain't gonna glubbin krill ya.I'm gonna make ya suffer t)(en I'll krill ya.any way t)(is is too much fun to glubbin end so soon!" she laughs and punches you again this time in the chest breaking two ribs.

You need to pass out soon. Everyone is waiting for your dreamself to wake up and you're here getting your ass kicked. Why the hell do you have such a good tolerance for pain. This is great. Oh four more teeth are gone.

by **Alice Rapture** Wed Feb 17, 2016 5:04 am

==> Kiss the girl

In haze between being awake and being asleep, Troppo felt a soft body pressed against him. His first instinct was to hug the body tighter, which he did. As he was nuzzling his face on somone's neck, the pain came back and he bolted awake. The first thing he saw was a badly beaten-up and bloody Joan. The second thing he saw was Lars smiling knowingly at him.

"7his nevre happened," he said in a hurry. Next, he grabbed Joan's shoulders and shook her while yelling, "Wake up, Joan!!!!!!! Wake up!!!!!!!"

It didn't work. He frowned and tried to think of ways to wake up humans.

Slap her? No, if the beating didn't knock her out, he doubted a mere slap would wake her up.

Cold water? He didn't have anything like that on him.

Loud noises? He just tried yelling.

Kiss her? That usually worked in human stories for some reason...

He gulped and glanced at Lars for a moment. "Wal7z happens in Derse, s7ays in Derse, righ7?"

Troppo didn't wait for an answer. He climbed on top of the girl, pinning both of her arms above her head with one of his hands and immobilizing her legs with his own.

Troppo closed his eyes, leaned down, and kissed Joan in the lips because that's where they always kiss asleep girls in human stories.

He felt he body shifting under him. She probably tried to attack him, but thanks to his restrains all Joan managed was a pelvic trust. Trop quickly ended the kiss and covered her mouth with his free hand.

"Lis7en, one of 7he Black Queen's agen7s is coming. You're cleary in no condi7ion 7o figh7, sol Lars will pro7ec7 us." He briefly looked at Lars before looking back to Joan. "7ha7 leaves you 7he mos7 impor7an7 par7: kill me in 7he nex7 five minue7s. I'm a highblood, sol I doub7 your pickaxe will work. Bashing mi head will no7e work." He paused and looked at his body, his denizen had cut him all the way from his chest to his hips. "And S7abbing mi will 7ake 7oo long."

Troppo somehow managed to flip them around so that he was laying on his sacrificial slab and Joan was on top of him. He grabbed her hands and pressed them against his neck.

"7he fas7es7 way is asphyxiaotion. I'll no7e figh7, sol i7 should be ovre quickly." He stared deep into her eyes and smiled. "Do no7e worry, I'll come back as a God 7ier."

A loud noise was heard before anyone could make a joke about breath control play on the first date. They all turned their heads to see the Queen's agent rushing towards them.

by **Breeso** Wed Feb 17, 2016 8:07 am

(OOC: For some reason it's not letting me post)

(OOC: fixed it)

by **Breeso** Wed Feb 17, 2016 9:59 am

Lars really wished he had any way to communicate in here. He wished he would have thought of taking at least his phone. He'd ask Kylebot what's actually going on and inquire from Tiamat what the Hell was that thing with a denizen. Wait, something seems to be going on in the slab town. Oh... aw...

==> Lars, no need to snap out of it any time soon.

Oh yeah, looks like mr. Orangehorn had ulterior motives with this slab business, motives involving cuddling with Joan. Wait... what the Hell is he doing?! "woah man. slow down there, sonny." He said and grinned, but decided he won't mention this to anyone.

Stop thinking about shipping and listen to Troppo.

Oh yeah, right, the plan. Wait, why is he talking about the best way to kill himself? "how can you be sure you reach the god thing after dying, dude? it wouldn't surprise me if condy was fucking around with us from the beginning." He said as he fixed his fedora, staring at him. He can't lose him, he just finally personally met him. "hm... alright, i'll trust you that it'll work... so... um... good luck and... uh oh." Lars stopped talking in the middle of a sentence. He turned his head to the stairs as Draconian Dignitary appeared in there with a mean look in his eyes. Lars unrolled his whip, gulped, look at it and then at DD. "that's the smart looking guy from the palace. you guys do your thing, i'll... distract him with my awful fighting skills and a weapon that only does basic damage... hm... could be better, heh." Lars gripped the whip tighter in his hand, trying not to show that it is shaking.

by **timesrowKilling** Wed Feb 17, 2016 2:31 pm

==> Kill the boy
Go figure you get to kill the boy who gave you your first kiss. Even if it wasn't consented to. Then You look at Lars who is fighting off the DD and seems to be losing. " Lars it will take Joan a maximum of five minutes to kill Troppo. Do your best to hold the agent off." you then look down at Troppo whose throat is in between your hands. You give him a look that seems to say 'sorry' as you clasp harder around his throat.

You continue to close your hands tighter around his throat and push down. Then you begin to use your weight in an attempt to crush his wind pipe. You continue to strangle him and push down. That's when you hear his last gasp for air. " Lars how are you holding up? Troppo should be dead in a minute at minimum. So stall for Joan if you're struggling."

You then manage to crush his wind pipe and continue to strangle him. Looking into his eyes you can tell that he will be dead in a matter of seconds. And his eyes are finally closing for good. " sweet dreams Troppo..." you whisper to him just as he dies on the slab.

by **Alice Rapture** Wed Feb 17, 2016 4:25 pm

==> Ascend

Troppo's body was surrounded by light and he rose above the others. He felt spectral wings spreading out of his back, they were a lighter blue than his blood and they were shaped like those of a nightingale. Those of his lusus.

The Bard felt uncomfortable around his crotch area. A downwards glance and he saw that his God Tier outfit included a codpiece. He freaked out and quickly switched back to his usual attire: a blue t-shirt with his symbol (a quaver) embodied in white, jeans with holes in the knees, and black boots. After some thought, he switched the jeans for a knee-length blue skirt.

He looked at his friends. Lars was still battling DD and losing. Trop chuckled and summoned his lutekind.

It was time for a rap battle.

Well, a battle while he rapped.

Troppo flew between Lars and DD. He had a smug smile on. DD launched toward him, his face twisted into an angry scowl.

The bard started to sing.

"Everybody wan7 7he key and 7he secre7 7o rap
Immor7ali7y like I have go7
Well, 7o be 7ruthful 7he blueprin7's
Simply rage and you7hful exuberance
Everybody loves 7o roo7 for a nuisance
Hi7 the Ear7h like an as7eroid
And did no7hing bu7 shoo7 for 7he moon since... ppeeyoom!"

Troppo didn't dodge, he simply bashed the carapacian with his lutekind. Another hit. And another. And another. DD was on the floor by the time Troppo stopped singing, a mess of blood and broken bones while the god didn't have a single scratch. Miraculously, the agent was still alive.

Oh, the joys of inviting destruction through his own life. The Draconian Dignitary never stood a change against a God Tier Bard of Life.

Troppo momentarily thought about finishing him off, but decided against it. The Black Queen wouldn't be pleased if he killed one of her agents and he didn't want to burn any bridges just yet.

He turned back to his friends. Quickly dismissing his strife specibus back to its portfolio.

"7hanks fa 7he help." He smiled broadly, which had an unsettling effect considering that he was covered in red, human-like blood. "We should 7ell 7he o7hers wal7z happened."

Trop lifted DD and placed him over his shoulder, easily carrying the carapacian. He started to whistle a random tune as he nonchalantly walked back to his tower on Derse (he was pretty sure there was a husktop there he could use to contact his friends).

Since he did not look back and cranked the volume of his earbuds all the way up, he did not see the humans' reaction.

by **Breeso** Wed Feb 17, 2016 5:04 pm

==> Lars: Observe.

Observing would probably be the best course of action. Lars is hurt on several places and is cut on his cheek. His pajamas are torn up, but he made sure his fedora stayed unharmed. Oh, the precious, precious fedora, is there no head it can't make happier? Wait, Lars thought. This is getting off topic. So the bardie is apparently okay and it worked, great. Lars has still no idea what the fuck does this all mean. Oh shit, his room is probably overrun by the shadowy singing imp douchebags, great. Okay, winghorn is done beating the living bajeegus out of that poor agent with his magic lute. "let it be known that i trusted you all along, i was just messing with you. totes. also, i could have won this by myself. he looked like he would finally talk. yeah." he was talking as he followed Troppo, limping a bit. "i gotta get back, find out more about my land, get rid of the radio imp infestation and just hope kyle didn't fuck up my room even more... ah, poor original Indiana Jones fedora..." he sighed and closed his eyes for a second.

by **timesrowKilling** Wed Feb 17, 2016 7:38 pm

==> react to the goriness
You cannot do that currently because the condesce has managed to wake you up. You look down and see your body is healed. From the previous beating you received. " what do you want with Joan now? And why did you heal her body?" she just stands there smiling holding a red tiara in her hands. Moving closer to you. " no, Joan will not let you do that!" you try to struggle but your arms and legs are shackled to the wall of the cell.

==>be your dreamself!
That won't work and it seems that you managed to make onto on your sacrificial slab. While the two guys you were with just left.

The condesce places the tiara onto your head and immediately your pupils have the mark of the Condy in them as red lines spread from your eyes across your face. Then she unlocks you and let's you roam the flagship as one of her drones. Her plan is slowly coming together.

by **Alice Rapture** Thu Feb 18, 2016 5:04 am

==> Talk to your friends

Troppo was comfortably sitting on his room in his tower. He had patched DD up as best as he could and then placed the agent on his bed, where he stayed unconscious.

First things first, Troppo sent a message to his past self.

Pesterlog wrote:

Next, he checked what his awaken friends had typed.

Pesterlog wrote:

He took in a deep breath and decided to wait until his friends replied before taking any action.

Troppo sat in front of the piano placed at the corner of his Derse room and played a song to pass the time.

by **Breeso** Thu Feb 18, 2016 6:03 am

==> Lars: Return to your tower.

Actually, Lars is already in his tower, sitting behind his laptop, reading through the pesterlog.

Lars: Answer Tiamat

Pesterlog:

Lars then saw activity in the memo. He decided to reply, but there already was a green text.

Memolog:

Lars: Wake up back in your land.

And so he did. And what he woke up to was a bunch of imps surrounding his body, the Macarena song coming out of their radio-heads. "no, I... i don't wanna even wanna fight you guys. seriously, you're harmless, like kittens. maybe you guys could play me montage music while i pack up." The imps bared their teeth, but surprisingly stepped back and started playing the requested music.

by **temporaryAbsent** Thu Feb 18, 2016 3:56 pm

==> Tiamat, answer while you thinking

Tiamat sat on her land, her attention is focused on her husklet. She was worried, because their Time Player seemed to be in trouble.

Chatlog wrote::

Waiting for Lars to answer, she saw somebody responded to the memo, too.

Memolog wrote::

She saw drones approaching, still far, but visible. She stood up from sitting, summoned her spearkind and readied herself for a fight. And she fought the drones with much more ease than back then before the start of the game. She grabbed one of the drones which was mostly intact, and separated the head-part from the rest of it.
Tiamat started to tear the thing apart until she hold up a tiny chip containing the information-bank of the drone. She hurried back to her hive and alchemized the chip with a CD and put into her original husktop. It showed a loading screen, and even the horrorterrors would be pissed by the time she should wait, so she decided to return to the chat.

Well, she needed to write to her past self anyway. She told her the info about the Condense, after a few second, she closed the husklet.

She checked the loading screen which disappeared. Instead, the husktop displayed a neat screen of timeline with some pictures of memories. To the troll’s surprise, one of them showed a beaten up Joan. As she checked the logs from the given time, she decided there is a certain problem.

Memo wrote::

She browsed the memories, and did what she said to do. She searched information on the enemy.

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