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Fandom Gamestuck 2 (A Homestuck AU RP)

==> Drey: Prepare for your journey.


In fear of what you may face, you take the cautious route and get prepared for anything. Who knows what may lie in the future. There could be bears, sharks, bear-sharks! Though you think it would be tight to actually see a real bear-shark. However, no mere animal came to comparison of the fear you have when facing your Boss. You were sure that another round of strifing would surly happen today, the moment you left your room, but you couldn't let that scare you. "The man" can't control every part of your life! If you wanted to play a game, you're gonna play a game, DANG IT! But you know he wasn't going to just let you do so, without a fight. What you need is a weapon, for when that happens!


==> Drey: Retrieve weapon from RETRO CHEST.


You retrieve your SUPER SOAKER from your RETRO CHEST. Boo Ya, now that's what your talking about! It was like an awesome water-themed toy and a hand-crafted weapon of mass-destruction all in one! Man, this weapon be so fly that you can't wait to use it!


You CAPTCHALOGUE your SUPER SOAKER in your SYLLADEX...Wait, what? Wh-what even is thi-


==> Drey: Examine contents of chest.


Well, it's not really a chest. It's actually an old beat-up Pepsi thing you found at a pawn shop. You saw the Pepsi logo and just had to have it. Any who, inside was an assortment of dank JUNK.


Among the JUNK are: ONE (1) SUPER SOAKER [CURRENTLY CAPTCHALOGUED IN YOUR SYLLADEX], EIGHT (8) MINI CANS OF PEPSI, ONE (1) PEPSI STASH CAN, ONE (1) GAME BOY COLOR, One (1) LAVA LAMP, TWO (2) MOON SHOES, & ONE (1) POLAROID CAMERA.


You could see some of this stuff actually being of use, in the future, but you don't take any of it at this time. The SUPER SOAKER is all you really needed.


==> Drey: Allocate rifle to strife specibus.


You check the back of your STRIFE SPECIBUS for the KIND ABSTRATUS you have in mind for it.


==> Drey: Select "RIFLE".


Your STRIFE SPECIBUS has been ALLOCATED with the RIFLEKIND ABSTRATUS. The SUPER SOAKER has been moved from your CAPTCHALOGUE DECK to your STRIFE DECK.


==> Drey: Leave room.


You dip from your inner sanctuary of your crib, all in the pursuit in obtaining the game. Taking the first step was always the easiest, but the true danger waited just ahead. The journey would be rigorous and possibly murkin', but you were wiling to take that risk! It will all be worth it, once you got the game.


==> Drey: Go upstairs.


So far, so good. You made it up the first flight of stairs and you haven't seen any sign of THE BALD BASTARD. You may not have to fight him at all if your luck keeps going like this.


==> Drey: Go upstairs.


Nice, you're almost there! Now all you have to do is go outside and check the mailbox.


==> Drey: Exit outside.


*Reaches for door knob, but is budged away from the door by a silhouetted figure.*


Dank, and just when you were so close...Well, at least you're prepared for this...


==> Drey:
 
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AT: Okay


AT: I'm gonna see if anyone else wants to join





Fenras: Check friend list


You glance over to your rather short friends list. AA is still offline, but it looks like QG logged on. Looks like day finally came in whatever part of Alternia he's on. He once said he's from some place called "London". You've never heard of that place. Must be in East Alternia.


Fenras: Troll QG


-- alphaTracker [AT] began trolling quantumGentleman [QG] --





AT: Hey brrrrainiac


AT: How's it going?





@Kurai Okami
 
Oh! it would appear someone has begun talking to you


Drew: answer



QG: Everything is going marvelously!



QG: My uranium should be here soon so I'll finally be able to power my quantum laser!



QG: With it I could probably make some Q-carbon, but enough about my discoveries for now.



QG: How are things on your end?






@electroShogun
 
AT: Not bad.


AT: Hey do you have any frrrree time today?


AT: A bunch of us arrrre gonna play a new game that comes out today


AT: It's called Sgrrrrub, orrrr Sburrrrb, orrrr something like that.


AT: Do you wanna join us?





@Kurai Okami
 
QG: Ah, yes sburb!


QG: I had forgotten I had ordered that game as well!



QG: I would love to play with you guys!



QG: It should be here along with the uranium in a few minutes.






@electroShogun
 
Vixnen: Check


You decide to actually check on that after seeing AT's messages. You make your way to the hive's entrance. You notice a box in front of the doorway, which you quickly grab along with another mail delivery. It seemed you had finally gotten your... Oh, it's labeled 'Grappling Hook'. Well, alright. You open the box in anticipation, seeing the new handle before any of it. After that the hand-like grip of the grappling hook came into view, complete with a switcharoo feature that allowed you to make it sharp like a harpoon. You smile, though remember the game and everyone else whilst silently scolding yourself. You return to your Husktop.


SF: YUP!


SF: ALSO, I'M EXTREMELY SORRY FOR TAKING SO LONG.



SF: I FEEL /-/ORRIBLY GUILTY ABOUT IT AND I'M SORRY.



SF: I DO |-|OPE YOU CAN FORGIVE T|-|IS BLUNDER OF MINE.



SF: AGAIN, VERY SORRY.


Oh, they're going to hate you now! You left them waiting like that for what... Eight minutes?! Unforgivable. You probably screwed up the apology too, as you should expect from your incapable self.
 
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Drew: look outside


You look out your window to see the mail man approaching your mail box with two small packages. you grab a gun off your desk and proceed to your door where you stop and listen, just in case your pop is out there. You hear nothing and step into the hall way being absolutely careful not to make a sound; unfortunately the floor boards are loud as hell on the stairs. You stop mid-way down the stairs, listening... not a sound echos from the large house.


Damn these stairs.





you mutter before reaching the living room.


Drew: Sit in abnormally large chair



That is your fathers, nobody is allowed to sit in it, either way your still on your mission to retrieve the game and uranium, theres no time for sitting. You traverse across the living room and through the kitchen, silently wishing you lived in a small flat instead of this huge house. You finally reach the foyer where the large front door burst open and your pop comes through in one of his moods, luckily for you you sprang under a small table so he hasn't seen you yet. You slowly poke your head out to see that he has set the mail right atop the table you are hiding under and you swiftly grab the two boxes and dash back to your room before he even notices your there.



Drew: celebrate!



'No time for that right this moment' you think as you loom over the box containing the uranium.



Drew: open



You open the box to the soft green glow of the uranium, which you carefully load into the power slot of your gun.






MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!





You laugh menacingly like one of those mad scientists on the shows pop watches. This was the most historical moment of your entire scientific endeavor, a single completed quantum laser gun, which took YEARS to build, and it was finally yours.
 
Fenras: Procure the game


You log onto the Grubnet and navigate to one of your favorite websites: HuskTorrent. You're certain that someone must have leaked the game files already...


Fenras: Be disappointed


Seriously? Nobody leaked it? Damn.


Fenras: Hear something


You hear your mailbox open and close. You get up and go outside to check your mail.


Fenras: Look through mail


Amidst your mail, you spot seven pieces of JUNK MAIL, three BILLS, one issue of WILD HUNTERS MAGAZINE, and two MYSTERIOUS PACKAGES.


Fenras: Open mysterious packages


Each package contains a GAME GRUB for your Husktop. They are labeled SGRUB SERVER and SGRUB CLIENT. What a strange coincidence...


Fenras: Message Vix


AT: I got the game


AT: Well, games


AT: It comes on two grrrrubs forrrr some rrrreason.


AT: And I don't rrrrememberrrr orrrrderrrring them...





@MoltenLightning
 
Vixnen: Don't freak out


Not working... Two..? TWO!? You start slightly losing it.


SF: O\-\. UM... TWO? I ONLY GOT... ONE.



SF: ITS LABELED 'SERVER'



SF: UM



SF: W/-/AT S/-/OULD I DO?!



SF: IF YOU GOT TWO, AND I GOT ONE...



SF: O|-| NO!



SF: I T/-/INK MY LUSUS MUST |-|AVE TAKEN IT, BUT I CAN'T GO AND GET IT! T\-\AT'S CRAZY!
 
AT: You only have the serrrrverrrr grrrrub?


AT: I think you might need both of them to play the game.


AT: Ask yourrrr Lusus if it can give it back to you, if it has it.


AT: Hopefully yourrrr Lusus is nice, and not a complete pile of hoofbeast manurrrre like mine was.





@MoltenLightning
 
==> Drey: Aggrieve.


*Aims for silhouetted figure's head and fires a load of cold water to his face, but it turns out to miss the silhouetted figure. Silhouetted figure returns the favor by giving him a pile of documents going over his attempt to exit the bunker, that needed to be filled out in triplicates.*


==> Drey: Abstain.


*Drey, not wanting to do so, pushes away the paperwork from his face and back to it's sender. The silhouetted figure seems to be angered by his actions. The silhouetted figure chucks the paperwork at Drey.*


==> Drey: Abjure.


*Drey blocks the attack by firing another round of cold water all over the on-coming paperwork, causing it to flop to the ground in a messy fashion. The silhouetted figure has become enraged by Drey's disregard of the work it took to get that printed paperwork all ready. Furious with Drey's actions once more, The silhouetted figure proceeded to pull out a rolled-up newspaper he was reading earlier and started repeatedly whacking Drey across the head.*


==> Drey: Abscond.


*Drey tried retreating, but the silhouetted figure wouldn't let him run away. The silhouetted figure blocked his path, no matter which way Drey tried to run.*


==> Drey: Abjure.


*Drey tried blocking the blows, but it was proving to be very ineffective. The silhouetted figure wouldn't let up and was showing no signs of doing so in the mere future.*


==> Drey: Accede.


You yield to the silhouetted figure, unable to take his hits anymore. He was just too powerful to take on directly. It looked like your journey was ov-


==> Drey: Surprise shirt attack!


In a last ditch effort, you take off your shirt and chuck it into the silhouetted figure's face. He's immediately blinded by this attack.


==> Drey: Quickly, go for the goal!


Shirtless, you rush out the door and straight to the mailbox.


==> Drey: Examine contents of the mailbox.


Hell yeah, the game arrived! Within the mailbox lied a SBURB SERVER and a SBURB CLIENT copy of the game. You quickly CAPTCHALOGUE both the SBURB SERVER and SBURB CLIENT into your SYLLADEX.


==> Drey: Retreat back to your room, hurry!


In a scare of receiving a bogus punishment from the silhouetted figure, you scamper on down back to your room before he noticed you.
 
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>> Look at arms


You look down to examine your arms. They seem to be functioning perfectly, along with the rest of your cybernetics. Your actually quite proud of this most recent model, as it's proved far more reliable than its predecessor.


>> Pester QG


You notice that another of your friends has signed into pesterchum. You vaguely recall him being excited that he was going to receive another package in addition to the one for the beta. You guess you'll ask him about it while you wait.

-- bladedPyrotechnics [bP] began pestering quantumGentleman [QG] --




BP: Yo


BP: Did you get whatever it was you were waiting for?



BP: Also the beta



BP: Did you get the beta?






@Kurai Okami
 
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Drew: continue marveling at your gun


You cant do that cause someone is pestering you


QG: Indeed, I have received both the uranium and the game.


QG: It is most wonderful!



QG: If only I had ordered a test dummy.



QG: Oh wait!



QG: I have carbon in my lab!



QG: If this works, this laser should heat up the carbon to 3700 degrees celsius and create Q-carbon!



Drew: YOUR FIRIN' YOUR LASERS


You aim the gun at a moderate sized chunk of carbon and fire. The beam shoots the carbon and turns a small portion of it into a diamond like substance.


QG: IT WORKED


QG: OH MY GOODNESS



QG: BLOODY HELL



QG: THIS HAS SO MANY SCIENTIFIC APPLICATIONS I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHERE TO START!!!!



QG: Ehem, excuse my outburst.



QG: You mentioned the game?






@Rhodus
 
==> Drey: Enter room.


Phew, that was a close one, you almost had to do BORING OL' PAPERWORK again. That would've been a major pain in your backside if you had to spend your glorious gaming time writing out paragraphs of why you should be allowed to go outside and check the mailbox.


==> Drey: Do a quick celebratory dance of victory.


You do just so, busting out some sweet moves on the none-existent dance floor.
 
==> Drey: Install Sburb beta


You've wasted enough time dancing around, you needed to start wasting time gaming around! You insert the CD and install the SBURB BETA.





==> Drey: Open browser and go to Fizz.com


As you wait for that to finish up, you open the HEH web browser and jet on over to your favorite website ever!


==>


Aah yeah, this website was radical and all that. This was your absolute loved PC game site and you were in the mood to play something. You jump into your library and started playing a game that you've haven't even played yet.


==> Drey:
 
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Narrator : Be Called Back Into Action


What? I have to do this shit again? Wasn't it enough last time with that Troll I narrated? Uhg. Fine.


A boy stands in his grandparent's guest room. He is in Ireland, the great land of Leprechauns and Beer. Also potatoes when there isn't a drought.


This boy was born 16 years ago, and he was probably given a name at sometime, but I didn't care enough to check!


What is this boy's name?


Soulless Leprechaun X


Hah. That's a joke about him being Ginger. Okay, enough bullshit.


Ulrich Harmonia


There we go. Your name is Ulrich Harmonia. You are a 16 year old boy of American and Irish descent. Your hobbies include playing the Harp, which you are very proficient in, and lazing around, which you are also good at. You are currently in Ireland visiting your Dad's parents, so you arranged to have your new game shipped to their house. It should be arriving today! Now then, how about you pass the time first?


Ulrich : Pester Someone


Hmmm... Who to bother?


Ahah! Someone to annoy has appeared on your Pesterchum Client!


unorthodoxComposer [uC] began pestering alphaTracker [AT]


UC: hEy thErE.


UC: who thE hEll ArE you?


@electroShogun
 
QG: Indeed I am


QG: Although,



QG: What is this game even about?



QG: The only thing I've heard is that its "VERY co-operative."



QG: In those exact words.



@Rhodus
 
Fenras: Be annoyed


Someone just messaged you. Even worse, it's someone you don't know. That's two strikes on your list.


AT: I should be asking the same thing


AT: I've never seen you beforrrre.





@Midnight Phantom
 

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