Homestuck: Another Session [Inactive]

===> Be the other guy. The musical one.


Damn, you just can't make up your mind about who to be, can you? Fine. Your request will be humored once more. Don't expect to get this much special treatment later on, though.


You are now Cerico Dentri.


Preparations are nearly complete. Soon you and your friends will enter the Medium, and the journey towards averting a catastrophic and most likely bloody conflict between two of the most dangerous and volatile members of your party. That is, the speedster and the ninja. The So♫gs have enlightened you to many things, and you are entirely certain that what you foresaw was a result of the unstable black relationship. You even talked to the Doom Expert to collaborate and analyze your information, and he agreed.


But now, you must begin downloading the game yourself. It's a good thing the programmer of your party is not impartial to taking orders.


[DOWNLOAD THE GAME]


You begin the download. You recognize the shifting spirograph pattern from your various visions. It is rather captivating to watch, but you don't have time for that. You have business to attend to.


===>
 
GN: ......Okay Urstov, no disrespect man, but could you try to be a bit more


GN: Uhhh


GN: Understandable?


GN: And less cryptic?


GN: Because I don't know what the f*** you just said.


GN: All I see is "Doom" repeated.


GN: A lot.


GN: And yeah, I've been thinking about doom.


GN: As in, this game we're about to throw ourselves into, I just get the feelings we're all gonna die horrible deaths.


GN: And I really don't wanna die.





NG: Frioto...


NG: I-I Need Some Time To Think.


--naturesGuardian [NG] has ceased trolling fishyMechanic [FM]--


FM: Wait, Kupala!


FM: Ahhhhh... Darn it.





Frioto leans back from his computer, saddened by Kupala's sudden retreat, and also kind of horrified. Did she think he was messing with her? Maybe she just couldn't handle his neutrality with the blood caste system. That horrified him.
 
FC: Hmm, h00w d00 I say this.


FC: Fr00m what I 00bserve every tr00ll is technically frightening.


FC: We all have q00ick snapping p00ints.


FC: I feel the c00nserved pr00tective 00nes like y00u are a new genre 00f scary.


FC: Beca00se I can't act00ally predict what y00u can d00 when y00ur angry 00nlike every00ne else.


FC: D00 y00u f00ll0w? {8D


FC: Maybe i think t00 m00ch, b00t 00bserving is a h00bby of mine. H00h00.


GG: I Suppose I Understand What You Mean.


GG: Maybe I Just Don't See It As Well When Other Trolls Are Acting Scary.


GG: But Being Unpredictable Is Much Better I Think. ^^
 
GN: ......Okay Urstov, no disrespect man, but could you try to be a bit more


GN: Uhhh


GN: Understandable?


GN: And less cryptic?


GN: Because I don't know what the f*** you just said.


GN: All I see is "Doom" repeated.


GN: A lot.


GN: And yeah, I've been thinking about doom.


GN: As in, this game we're about to throw ourselves into, I just get the feelings we're all gonna die horrible deaths.


GN: And I really don't wanna die.


DT: Horrible death; not something to be feared


DT: For the tides of Doom wash upon us all


DT: So preached your dear friend,


DT: the bearer of the Flute:


DT: Better horrible death fighting together than against one another.
 
FC: Maybe i think t00 m00ch, b00t 00bserving is a h00bby of mine. H00h00.


GG: I Suppose I Understand What You Mean.


GG: Maybe I Just Don't See It As Well When Other Trolls Are Acting Scary.


GG: But Being Unpredictable Is Much Better I Think. ^^


FC: Ah, s00 d00n't w00rry about it.


FC: I think.


FC: Y00u're still less scary than K00pala if that makes y00u feel any better.


FC: H00h00.
 
DT: So preached your dear friend,


DT: the bearer of the Flute:


DT: Better horrible death fighting together than against one another.


GN: Bearer of the flute?


GN: ...Cerico?


GN: Cerico thinks I'm going to cause all our deaths?


GN: Well thats comforting.
 
GN: Cerico thinks I'm going to cause all our deaths?


GN: Well thats comforting.


DT: The Flutebearer is merely a cautious one


DT: not many have such an amount of stress as he


DT: The target of animosity from friend and foe alike


DT: A role he gladly accepts for the sake of those he wishes to save from undesirable fates


DT: Undesirable fates; such as are many too numerous in this world


DT: Aversion of conflict is difficult when there is no one to blame but each other


DT: And so, the Ninja grows and learns.


DT: The Tide recedes...


dominionsTide [DT] ceased trolling greenNinja [GN]
 
You sighed and turned off your LOGTOP, putting it away in its case before pulling out your whip to finish your lusus. Once the game began... there was no way to turn back. Once the game started, your lusus- the only one who really cared for you- would be dead. You knew it. It seemed the very day you hatched, you KNEW you would literally be the death of your own lusus. Every troll had to have known the same thing.


You then recall the fact that your lusus had recently shed its hide, so you walk to your window and lash at one of the branches of your Hive, using your whip as a grappling hook and swinging through the trees, eventually finding your lusus's husk of old skin. As disgusting as it was, use everything and spare nothing but diseased parts. You CAPTCHALOGUE the OLD LUSUS HIDE and head back to your Hive, sitting in your hammock which you had just used to take little naps instead of using the recuperacoon ((SP?)) (because who the hell would get undressed and nap in their own damn 'coon when they could just had a little resting spot?).


You remember your LOGTOP and facepapa, hopping up and grabbing it then returning to the hammock, going back to Trollian.


You REFUSE the urge to contact Frioto, smacking away the thought bubbles and instead deciding to contact the most cryptic troll you knew: URSTOV.


--naturesGuardian [NG] has started trolling dominionsTide [DT]--


NG: Cryptic Puzzler Urstov.


NG: How Art Thou Other Than All Doom And Gloom?
 
--naturesGuardian [NG] has started trolling dominionsTide [DT]--


NG: Cryptic Puzzler Urstov.


NG: How Art Thou Other Than All Doom And Gloom?


DT: The Tide greets its fellow associate of the azulean district of the spectrum


DT: Surely this is a time of anticipation...


DT: But as content as I wish I could be,


DT: There are more pressing matters than me,


DT: The Ninja awaits


DT: her calling of fate,


DT: and the Pirate's in peril, you see.
 
DT: Aversion of conflict is difficult when there is no one to blame but each other


DT: And so, the Ninja grows and learns.


DT: The Tide recedes...


dominionsTide [DT] ceased trolling greenNinja [GN]


GN: ...


GN: What the?





Corazo stared at the screen, then growled and slammed her Clawtop shut in frustration.
 
FC: Ah, s00 d00n't w00rry about it.


FC: I think.


FC: Y00u're still less scary than K00pala if that makes y00u feel any better.


FC: H00h00.


GG: Thank You Good Sir. ^^


GG: Kupala...


GG: I Don't Know Her Very Well But Doesn't She Also Love Nature?


GG: What A Stupid Question It's In Her Trolltag...


GG: I Mean Does She Perhaps Share The Same Interests As Me?


 
>Veinea: Download that game already


Fine fine fine. She's been procrastinating on doing it. And she still is! Oh great she's still on that tablet doodling probably. Someone better convince this girl to get to work!
 
Against your will, you are now Phossz Reyvox.


You suppose being this guy isn't that bad. He looks pretty cool to you, that is when he stops moving long enough to get a decent look at him. Oh, there he goes again. Shall we follow?


WOOOOOOZH


ZPEEEEEEEED


FAAAAAAAZT


What is this place? This isn't his hive, we saw that earlier...besides, it's awfully neat and tidy to be any place that Phossz could possibly have been to recently.


You decide that the girl inside of this building here needs to get her troll booty to work downloading the game instead of drawing silly pictures.


constrictedEllipse [CE] began trolling curiousPixie [CP]


CE: You.


CE: RemoveyourfeeblefemaledigitZfromthedrawingtablet,


CE: andpromptlygettodownloadingthoZefileZbeforeidoZomething...


CE: ...haZty


CE: > :P


CE: Oh,andbytheway,i'mrightoutZideyourhive.


CE: Niceplaceyougothere.


CE: IwonderhowlongitwilltakeforyourluZuZtoattackme...?
 
CP: eeehhh


CP: why are yo+u o+utside o+f my hive? 0_0


CP: dats kinda creepy


CP: ya ya ya ill wo+rk o+n the stupid do+wnlo+ading


CP: its always the wo+rst part abo+ut do+ing this kind o+f stuff -_-
 
CP: eeehhh


CP: why are yo+u o+utside o+f my hive? 0_0


CP: dats kinda creepy


CP: ya ya ya ill wo+rk o+n the stupid do+wnlo+ading


CP: its always the wo+rst part abo+ut do+ing this kind o+f stuff -_-


CE: Ohlook,herecomeZTrollBambi,haha.


CE: Tookitlongenough.


CE: YourluZuZiZawfullyslow,i'mafraid.


CE: Whyit'ZZtilltryingtochaZeme,well


CE: IjuZthavenoideer.


CE: xDDDDDD IamtrulyZorry,youknowhowitiZwithme.


CE: Youknow,ijuZtnoticedthattheabbreviationofyourtrolltag...


CE: it'ZtheZameaZroZlow'Z.


CE: Huh.


CE: Whatever.
 
NG: I Would Try To Make Some Understanding Of That But As Always You Confuse Me.


NG: Remindeth Me, Cryptic Puzzler, Who Doth Ye Mean By 'The Pirate"?


NG: If Ye Mean Frioto, Then I Will Not Hesitate To Whip The Very Light- What Little There Was Of It- From Your Eyes On The Ides Of The Dim Season.
 
DT: The Pirate, the trigger-happy one


DT: his lusus is impartial to premature awakenings, to say the least


DT: undoubtedly the lusus's Doom factor is just as think-pan-bogglingly large as lususes of his associates


DT: yes, Doom does seem to encompass many in this current set of circumstances


DT: only time will tell if the Medium can shed this weight from our shoulders


DT: The Tide shudders in anxiety of the result of prototypings of certain lusi


DT: namely those belonging to the one you flush for


DT: such feelings were never understood by these tides


DT: they were always content to wax and wane alone as they have done and will do for all time
 
NG: Ye Mean The Two Horrorterrors, The One That Could Kill Us All And The One Who Has Wrath Unmatched.


NG: Or Something Like That.


NG: And How Doth Ye Know Of My Liking OF Frioto? Ye Stay In Your Hive More Than Most I Know.


NG: My Feelings For Frioto Are Nary Your Concern To Begin With, Urstov.


NG: ...


NG: I Would Suggest Not Making An Enemy Of Me, Lest Ye Wish To Find Yourself Against The Wrath Of Nature.
 
greenNinja [GN] began trolling composedDeviance [ CD ]





GN: Alright, Cerico.


GN: I have decided to hear you out before I pass judgement.


GN: Why are you telling Urstov, and no doubt others, that I'm going to kill us all.


fishyMechanic [FM] began trolling naturesGuardian [NG]





FM: Are there sea-dweller eating corals in your forest?


FM: Just outta curiosity...





==> Be the guy. The fish guy.


Wandering through the thick undergrowth on his sea legs really sucked. Like a lot. And all these unfamiliar corals and the darkness and... It was a little freaky.


Also, no water.


After he had fed his lusus, he had decided to go and talk to Kupala himself, so he had resolved to crawl from the water and wander off to find her. He knew she lived in a forest, so that was the first place he went. He felt okay so far, despite not being to walk for the first foot out of the water, considering he didn't leave the water often.
 
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NG: There Were. The Abhorrent City Dwellers Did Me An Actual Favor By Taking Them All Away For Their Technology.


NG: Also, I Would Be Careful, Sea Dweller. The Forest IS Not As Deadly As Your Seas, But Still Dangerous To The Underexperienced.
 
FM: Oh, good.


FM: Ugh.


FM: Oh hey wait, is that your hive?


FM: It's in a large crop of coral, or tree or whatever the land term for it is.


FM: Hey look out your window!





Frioto stood under the large tree hive, looking up at a window, blinking.
 
kind o+f stuff -_-


CE: Ohlook,herecomeZTrollBambi,haha.


CE: Tookitlongenough.


CE: YourluZuZiZawfullyslow,i'mafraid.


CE: Whyit'ZZtilltryingtochaZeme,well


CE: IjuZthavenoideer.


CE: xDDDDDD IamtrulyZorry,youknowhowitiZwithme.


CE: Youknow,ijuZtnoticedthattheabbreviationofyourtrolltag...


CE: it'ZtheZameaZroZlow'Z.


CE: Huh.


CE: Whatever.


CP: isnt that the pirate guy?


CP: whatever and do+nt make fun of tro+ll bambi i like that mo+vie!


CP: though its no+t as go+o+d as so+me o+f their o+ther o+nes


CP: like the little seadweller o+r the o+ther princess o+nes


 
You look out your hive's window, the seadweller WAAAY down on the ground. Well, to you, heights were bigger since you were.. small. YOU'RE NOT SHORT, just... small.


You wave to him before leaving the window, scurrying down the stair that made up the inner trunk of your Hive and tripping out the front door, falling on your face after openning the ground door. Ow, Note To Self, Don't Run Down Stairs.


You hop up and shake it off, brushing the dirt from yourself since you never really tripped like THAT before.


"H-Hi Frioto." Your face was lighting up to its bright teal once again, nervous. IN your opinions, you thought he'd be more... fishy. And not so much dorkish looking, no offense to him anyhow.
 
"...I warned you 'bout the stairs, bro." That slipped out before he could even stop it, and he immediately flushed, embarrassed. "I'm sorry, I'm a total dork... H-Haha.... H-hi Kupala." He smiled, his face still faintly fuschia. He looked at Kupala, and he felt warm inside. For once, for the first time, he met his flush crush. It felt awkward, but... nice.
 
greenNinja [GN] began trolling composedDeviance [ CD ]GN: Alright, Cerico.


GN: I have decided to hear you out before I pass judgement.


GN: Why are you telling Urstov, and no doubt others, that I'm going to kill us all.


CD: i am telli♫g them that you and phossz TOGETHE♪ a♪e goi♫g to kill us all


CD: it is simply putti♫g two a♫d two togethe♪, co♪azo


CD: it is blata♫tly clea♪ to me, a♫d p♪obably eve♪yo♫e else how you a♫d phossz feel about each othe♪


CD: i'm ♫ot t♪yi♫g to make you feel bad, or w♪ite you off as a homicidal ma♫iac


CD: because you are♫'t


CD: as much as i ♪espect the ♫eed to fi♫d bala♫ce i♫ the quad♪a♫ts,


CD: you♪ ♪elatio♫ship with ♪eyvox is, well, to put it i♫ u♪stov's te♪ms,


CD: doomed.


CD: doomed to cause i♫su♪mou♫table collate♪al damage to those caught i♫ the middle


CD: as some a♪e fated to be


CD: that is a♫othe♪ ♪easo♫ fo♪ this game


CD: if death was ce♪tai♫, which it is, would you ♪athe♪ die i♫ a♫ u♫speakably bloody co♫flict involvi♫g i♫jury a♫d demise of i♫♫oce♫ts,


CD: o♪ would you ♪athe♪ go dow♫ fighti♫g a♫ e♫emy whose o♫ly pu♪pose is to be slai♫


CD: battli♫g valia♫tly alo♫gside those with whom you sha♪e memo♪ies, expe♪ie♫ces, and even pe♪haps...


CD: love ♥♦♣♠~?


CP: isnt that the pirate guy?


CP: whatever and do+nt make fun of tro+ll bambi i like that mo+vie!


CP: though its no+t as go+o+d as so+me o+f their o+ther o+nes


CP: like the little seadweller o+r the o+ther princess o+nes


CE: Trollerellawasokay,igueZZ,deZpiteitZobviouZtargetingtowardZafeminineaudience.


CE: TheZubjugglator'Znewgroovewasthebestbyfar,however.


CE: YeZ,though,roZlowdoeZtendtoactinarather


CE: piratelikemanner.


CE: He'ZcertainlyaZharpone,that'ZforZure...pfffffahahahahaha


CE: YoumightZayhe'Zacutabovetherest


CE: > :P


CE: DeZpitemyincredibleplayZonwordZ,however,thatremindZme.


CE: roZlow'sinneedofZomehelp.


CE: hiZluZuZhaZhiminZomeadmittedlypreZZingcircumZtanceZ


CE: He'ZfindinghimZelfinbetweenarockandahardplace...hehe


CE: ...No?


CE: IgueZZyouhadtobethere.


CE: Anyhow,toodleZ.


CE: Don'tforgetaboutthegame


CE: CericomakeZitZoundreallyimportant


CE: Bye


WOOZH
 
CP: meh





>Veinea: Download the game


Finally she does it. The game's loading screen pops up. Great now she has to wait for it. Ain't nobody got time for that. She stares at the screen and suddenly dozes off. She wakes up again and realizes its a horrible idea to sleep outside of a recuperacoon. Screw this.


>Veinea: Troll someone


 
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