Homestuck: Another Session [Inactive]

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Corean had, with quite a bit of trouble, made it back to her own hive. As it so appears, she's been busy fixing her appearance from her visit to her morail's hive. Maybe a little too busy with this, seeing as her COMPACT-TOP has been neglected on her vanity. It was only recently that she took notice of it.





Corean ==> Finish downloading the files


Right! It looks like they're almost done as it stands now. Why don't you see who's been BOTHERING YOU? It's probably their fault that you're looks are a bit sub-par, due to the distraction of all the beeping. You just SKIM through the messages. It can't be too important anyway. Well, not more important than your CHARMING GOOD LOOKS, huh? Let's see... Files, teams, being timed, and... Your lusus?





==> No way.


Yes way. The deed must be done. You must admit, you will feel remorseful, but then again, PandaMom never really was good at raising you. Countless nights of EATING, SLEEPING, and NAGGING? No thank you! This might be easier than you thought.





==> Go downstairs.


You creep down, holding one of your lovely HAND-MADE EXPLOSIVES. Roslow helped you in making it. And, you have to say, it's pretty great. It'll be easy to lure your lusus outside, all you need to do is bring some FOOD out there. It's probably too easy.





==> Close your eyes!


Yikes, you can't remember the last time your heart was beating so fast.





==> Hold your breath!


That should help, right?





==> Throw!


You cover your ears and keep your eyes closed shut. Finished. You pick up a jar that was CONVENIENTLY PLACED and fill it up with... Well, the remains of your lusus. She will be missed. Running back upstairs, you remember you need to check on the FILES. To pass the time left, you RESPOND TO THE MEMO. Might as well let everyone on your team know you're okay.


highwayDictator responded to the memo:[OnwaRRd street performer of sorts...!]


CP: All RRight, team PRRospitx


CP: eveRRyone betteRR get connecting if we hope to beat those DeRRsites to the Mediumx


CP: and, of couRRse, the end of the gamex


CP: I'll enteRR last, to make suRRe eveRRyone makes it inx


CP: Now shake a leg!


CP: Client playeRRs aRRen't gonna seRRveRR themselves!x


HD: okay, i'm Ready! the files just finished downloading.


HD: this better be as good as i hope. i'm not looking forward to being


disappointed.
 
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>Veinea: Finishing Downloading The File


It's complete. Now the only thing she has left to do it...to your lusus


>No Way!


Deermom has always been so nice! Though she was a bit unreliable she was still a pretty good lusus and probably better than having some giant or evil one like some other trolls she knows.


>But She'll Be A Sprite


True...oh screw it! Sometime she must take matters into her own hands! There ain't no one who's going to help her with this now. Let's just get this over with.


>Veinea: Get This Over With


She heads downstairs to where she last saw Deermom. Then she saw the innocent little lusus who was conveniently under her giant shelf of movies. This better be worth it.


>Veinea: Drop The Heavy Shelf On Her


That's so cruel! Isn't there another way to kill her that doesn't involve crushing her? Wait what's she doing now...?!


>Veinea: Watch


Her Deermom got up and stupidly hit her head on the top shelf which was sticking out more that the other ones. She fell down and the shelf went with her resulting in crushing her frail body. That was incredibly convenient. But now she feels sad.


>Veinea: Mourn Over Your Dying Lusus


This is just like Troll Disney. This is incredibly sad. She didn't deserve this. She wasn't evil or creepy she was just a deermom. She heads upstairs back to her Fairytop to help her calm down. Oh hey look a memo for Team Prospit!


>Veinea: Respond To Memo


curiousPixie [CP] responded to the memo:[OnwaRRd street performer of sorts...!]


CP: All RRight, team PRRospitx


CP: eveRRyone betteRR get connecting if we hope to beat those DeRRsites to the Mediumx


CP: and, of couRRse, the end of the gamex


CP: I'll enteRR last, to make suRRe eveRRyone makes it inx


CP: Now shake a leg!


CP: Client playeRRs aRRen't gonna seRRveRR themselves!x


HD: okay, i'm Ready! the files just finished downloading.


HD: this better be as good as i hope. i'm not looking forward to being


disappointed.


CP: i finished do+wnlo+ading mine no+w to+o+


CP: but no+w i feel sad


CP: :C


CP: who+ am i serving and being served by?
 
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@Lunar-Eclipse @Party Poison


CP: I don't think it matteRRs, so long as the loop gets closed with all of us in itx


CP: Shake a leg!x


CP: ThaRR's a time limit, 'membeRR?x


CP: It's eitheRR the Medium or fieRRy death by meteoRRx


CP: I wouldn't mind a death like that, but living is pRRetty nice toox


CP: So we should pRRobably get moving!x
 
( @Party Poison just in case ><)


CP: way to+ igno+re my sadness feelings


CP: but i get ur po+int


CP: idgaf who+ i serve but


CP: who+ wants to+ serve me?


CP: co+rean?~
 
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CE: Aren'tyouluckytohaveZuchacapableZerverplayer;)


CE: DeployingthedeviceZnow.


FM: What?


FM: NO!


FM: NO NO NO You've started the countdown for me!


FM: If I have to kill my lusus, then he'll GLUB everyone to death!


FM: I HAVE TO GO IN LAST, YOU FOOL!


FM: REYVOOOOOOOX


GG: She Died So I Could Play This Game...


GG: Well I'd Better Get A Move On Right?


GN: Yeah, probably.


GN: I mean, you do have a head start, but no need 2 take risks.
 
[start the file.]


Well then the angry voice seems to have gone away. The troll girl might as well get started. As she waited for the screen to load, she turned her eyes to the memo.


[Kill your lusus]


Kill your lusus? You absolutely adore your lusus....You always knew it would have to end like this. You just didn't think you'd.... Wait...what was that loud noise?!


[investigate the noise you idiot!]


You aren't exactly amused but you are not about to argue. You run outside where she finds her lusus under a large pile of trees.


[Mourn your loss.]


Your lusus had always been there for you through a bunch of stuff. She'll always be the first friend you had.


[Return to the computer. Now.]


Jeez you are, you are. But first you pull your lusus carefully out from under the tree.
 
CP: way to+ igno+re my sadness feelings


CP: but i get ur po+int


CP: idgaf who+ i serve but


CP: who+ wants to+ serve me?


CP: co+rean?~


HD: you got it, babycakes.


HD: okay. so i'm serving you, who's serving me?


HD: i Really don't mind, as long as they're not going to act stupid, y'know?


HD: gotta be Careful in a time like this.





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FM: What?


FM: NO!


FM: NO NO NO You've started the countdown for me!


FM: If I have to kill my lusus, then he'll GLUB everyone to death!


FM: I HAVE TO GO IN LAST, YOU FOOL!


FM: REYVOOOOOOOX


CE: Woah,chillax


CE: Ihaven'tdoneityet.


CE: InanycaZe,itappearZwehavebeenZavedfrommyignoranceby...


CE: MyfutureZelf.Howironic.


CE: ThedudemeZZagedmeovertrollian.


CE: Evidently,i'mZuppoZedtoZerverforcreZten.


CE: Ohwell.


CE: IZuppoZeZomeonehaZtogetthatguymoving.


CE: Havefunnotdyingforawhilelonger!


constrictedEllipse [CE] ceased trolling fishyMechanic [FM]


constrictedEllipse [CE] began trolling fowlConvulsion [FC]


CE: Dude.


CE: Getmoving.


CE: I'myourZerver,andwecan'tgetthiZrollinguntilyouZtartmakingtrackZ.


CE: C'mon,upandat'em, let'Zgo.
 
CE: Evidently,i'mZuppoZedtoZerverforcreZten.


CE: Ohwell.


CE: IZuppoZeZomeonehaZtogetthatguymoving.


CE: Havefunnotdyingforawhilelonger!


constrictedEllipse [CE] ceased trolling fishyMechanic [FM]


FM: ...


FM: Good god, you're an absolute shell-head.
 
After lugging your dead lusus inside, you check your laptop to see someone's hive on the screen.


[Deploy stuff.]


Deploy stuff? Such a technical term. You roll your eyes and get to work, deploying everything needed in precise locations.


[Respond to the memo]


You will respond to the memo when you are good and ready.


[Respond to the memo stupid.]


Okay now that voice is really starting to annoy you. But you listen to it anyway.
 
Hmph, looks like no one will reply. Oh well, no skin off your back. You check the count down for Urstov and see that he has at least 3:45 left, though its kind of hard since you're doing this with your bad eye, so its kinda fuzzy. Good thing you had a backup computer, your trusty old LOGTOP 2.1, which is outdated but you had no other choice. Oh, lucky! It already had the game set up somehow, possibly from some temporal screw up or something.


You decide to reverse the LOGSCOUTER to your good eye, which cost only 1 Grist since it was a small technical fix.


Ah, now you can see... the outside of Urstov's hive and your work, a tower leading to the gate but quite a bit short due to Grist being low. Dang it!


You contact Frioto instead, mostly since you REALLY didn't want to read Urstov's cryptic yapping.


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


NG: Frioto, Could Ye Possibly Start Building My Hive Up To The Gate?


NG: I Hath Dealings With Urstov But I'd Rather Not Contat Him At This Time, As He Tends To... Unnerve Me.
 
FM: Oh sure thing Kupala


FM: I'll get to it.


Frioto ==> Be the girl.


Corazo? You're so bad at this.


With all this time that your waiting, you might as well get to making your claws.


Corazo ==? Quick! To the Bone Room!


Hold your f***ing hoofbeasts, buddy.


The Bone Room is a limited access place and creepy as hell. You keep your knives and s*** in there. Also your bone collection. Yeah, that's there too, but you don't tell anybody about that. That was before you had a Moirail, and it kind of shames you, but old habits die hard. Though you still do this, you don't take things from your own species, (though you used to) and only take from the kills you eat from. Only you have the key to the place.


==> Get in there you!


Fine, fine. Jeez, so naggy.


After you open the door and step in, you get to work. After you pull your hair back. You normally don't do this for fear of one big secret being found out. But theres no windows in here, so hey, why the hell not?


==> Secret? Oooooo, I love secrets!


You lose. Good day sir. Or M'am. Or whatever you are.
 
GN: Yeah, probably.


GN: I mean, you do have a head start, but no need 2 take risks


GG: Yes The Team Leader Would Advise.


GG: Now All I Need Is That Thing...


GG: Cruxite?





CP: maybe arella co+uld


CP: where is she anyway?





(Wow I took a long time to respond to my own RP... -_- )
 
You are now Urstov Jerger. C'mon, keep up.


All of your devices have been deployed. You are ready to enter. In fact, you believe that you will do that.


Unfortunately, due to your server player's unfamiliarity and lack of experience with low-light situations, she mistakenly placed the devices in rather odd locations. You grab the PRE-PUNCHED CARD and retrieve your CRUXITE DOWEL required for entry, then hurry over to the TOTEM LATHE. It's a good thing the musically inclined one posted a board about this, or else you might be completely lost....or perhaps, as some might say, in the dark.


composedDeviance [CD] opened up a new board: BASIC I♫FO





CD: if a♫yo♫e has questio♫s about the game, i'll answe♪ them he♪e as best as i ca♫
 
GG: Yes The Team Leader Would Advise.


GG: Now All I Need Is That Thing...


GG: Cruxite?


GN: Ahhh, yeah.


GN: Just lemme umm...


You pick up the tree that Terain chopped down earlier (you know, when you got stuck in the tree) and tap the CRUXTRDUER so that the lid pops off and the Cruxite is ejected, along with the sprite.


GN: There we go.


(@Chantala )


greenNinja [GN] began trolling fowlConvulsion [FC]


GN: Hi, Crestem.


GN: Are you serving anyone?


GN: Cause I'm still waiting for someone to connect..
 
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Through the pitch darkness of his Hive, Cresten glared at the objects invading his territory.


Taking the time to realize it was actually his server, he moved out of the way to attend his HOOTOP.


CCD: k, c♪este♫


CCD: do you k♫ow how to get this sta♪ted?


CFC: Ah, that may be a p00sibility.


[WISELY USE THE STRANGE APPARATUSES]


Cresten screws with the deployed rubbish, adapting quickly its nonsense to create various useless materialized junk. However combining his HOOTOP and OWL PLOOSHY may have been a bad idea, since it created a seemingly terrifying FOWL TROLL TELETUBBY. He by all means had no interest in advancing his Strife Specibus, so he equipted this poor creature as his STRIFE SPECIBUS. His powers will do.


Biting his lip, Cresten looked down at the light cracks on the floor from the equipment placement, recognizing the weakness of his shrubbery floor.


CFC: 00m, 00ut of dreaded c0ori00sity, when exactly is my L00s00s to die?
 
===> Attempt to be the 1st main villian.


You fail at being the 1st main villain in the story, namely since you don't have that authority nor have been authorized to do so. Instead you start working on getting this artifact thing worked out, but so far all you've realy done is gnaw is onit like a grub and hit things with it. Sore jaws and teeth, and realizing this thing it practically indestructible, you resort to asking whoever the hell it is for advice since you're lost as hell.


===> Last resort in this event, reply to the memo.


You reply to the memo, since you're currently stuck.


--naturesGuardian [NG] has responded to the memo [bASIC I♫FO]--


CNG: What Is The Purpose Of This Thing?


--attachment: Artifactthing.PNG--
 
--naturesGuardian [NG] has responded to the memo [bASIC I♫FO]--


CNG: What Is The Purpose Of This Thing?


CCD: f♪om what i ca♫ disce♪♫, it is you♪ ticket to escapi♫g meteo♪s of death a♫d getti♫g to the Medium


CCD: the li♫k you posted does♫'t wo♪k, but i ca♫ guess that


CCD: the a♪tifact i♫ questio♫ ♪esembles some theme ♪elated to you♪ lusus


CCD: the a♪tifact must be b♪oke♫ to facilitate Medium e♫t♪y


CCD: but it has to be b♪oke♫ i♫ the p♪ope♪ way that makes se♫se fo♪ its appea♪a♫ce


CCD: fo♪ i♫sta♫ce, a♫ egg a♪tifact would have to be hatched


CCD: get it? 
CFC: 00m, 00ut of dreaded c0ori00sity, when exactly is my L00s00s to die?


CCD: i'm su♪p♪ised you have♫'t offed it al♪eady


CCD: the ke♪♫elsp♪ite ca♫♫ot go u♫p♪ototyped afte♪ all


CCD: the♫ agai♫, youve always kinda st♪uggled i♫ "gettinguptoZpeed", as Phossz would say.


CCD: ♫o offe♫se of cou♪se. 
===> Be Phossz.


It seems you are having some difficulty with your artifact there. Can't seem to figure it out, eh?


You check up on the board that Cerico posted. Some stuff about "breaking it in the correct way," whatever THAT'S supposed to mean. How in the living ****nugget are you supposed to break this? You did all of the BS with your devices and CRUXITE, only to watch as a messagepole made out of cruxite sprouted from the platform and spat out a CRUXITE LETTER. No matter how you pried at the sealed flap or stomped on it at supersonic speeds, the letter refused to open.


Wait a minute. A letter opener! That's it! Why didn't you think of that before?


Lucky for you, it just so happens that you have an old letter opener in your hive that you never used. Chat clients are much more efficient than written messages these days. Looks like it's time to be...A CUT ABOVE THE REZT.


===>
 
Right, that made sense. In which case you probably got the most difficult CRUXITE ever, sense its a freaking... cannon. Like, Roslow style cannon, but shrank down to the size of a pistol. Albeit in your head it would make sense that for once you have to do the COMPLETE opposite of your nature: blow up the forest. Or blow SOMETHING up. SUNUVA-


You sigh and decide to put the CRUXITE CANNON in your Sylladex, consequentlly rendering it as CRUXITEKIND and thus meaning its the only thing you can use until the thing is destroyed. Probably, you don't know, you never understood this system anyway. Anywho, you'd better amscray to blow something to tiny bits'n'peices, because that one particular meteor is starting to get pretty dang close....
 
CCD: i'm su♪p♪ised you have♫'t offed it al♪eady


CCD: the ke♪♫elsp♪ite ca♫♫ot go u♫p♪ototyped afte♪ all


CCD: the♫ agai♫, youve always kinda st♪uggled i♫ "gettinguptoZpeed", as Phossz would say.


CCD: ♫o offe♫se of cou♪se.


CFC: N00ne taken I s00p00se.


CFC: Well given that, I pres00me she is t00 die ab00ut n00w.


CFC: Mind m00ving you 00bsc00re devices 00ff t00 the side of my hive?


CFC: The flimsy middle is giving 00ut fr00m y00ur careless 00bject placement, s00 technically y00ur the 00ne wh00 '00ffed it'


CFC: Th00s pr00viding s00ch an 00nwise death for my dear l00s00s ab00ve.


CFC: B00t I g00ess that's an00ther 00fence I sh00uldn't ackn00wledge.


CFC: h00...


Cresten eyed his creepy FOWL TROLL TELETUBBY, uncomfortably using it for it's merged purpose in trolling as he pressed the keys upon its misleading screen. Perhaps he'll grow onto it.


[WITNESS OWL LUSUS'S WISE DEMISE]


Perhaps that's the wisest thing to do. Cresten shuffled away from the middle towards the singular wall that was strongly supported by the tree-base in preperation to see the other unsupported half of his home give out.
 
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[What are you doing?]


What the heck does it look like your doing? Your grabbing a few things, such as your MODEL TANK.


[You do know people are seeking your whereabouts?]


Seriously? Ugh....Your mind sometimes likes to wander. Better focus on the task at hand.
 
CFC: N00ne taken I s00p00se.


CFC: Well given that, I pres00me she is t00 die ab00ut n00w.


CFC: Mind m00ving you 00bsc00re devices 00ff t00 the side of my hive?


CFC: The flimsy middle is giving 00ut fr00m y00ur careless 00bject placement, s00 technically y00ur the 00ne wh00 '00ffed it'


CFC: Th00s pr00viding s00ch an 00nwise death for my dear l00s00s ab00ve.


CFC: B00t I g00ess that's an00ther 00fence I sh00uldn't ackn00wledge.


CFC: h00...


CCD: oh, that was♫'t me


CCD: that was phossz, haha


CCD: leave it to him to ca♪elessly toss heavy objects a♪ou♫d such a f♪agile st♪uctu♪e


CCD: have fu♫!


composedDeviance [CD] ceased trolling fowlConvulsion [FC]
 
==> SECRET!


No.


==> ==>


Hey! Stop mashing keys over there!


=======>


Ok, now you're getting ridiculous.


Corazo ==> Become fish boy to avoid annoying voices!


You are now Frioto.


FM: Are you in the Medium yet?


FM: Your kind of running out of time, Kupala.
 
NG: Not Yet And Pardon My Language, Your Majesty, But NO S*** TROLL SHERLOCK!


You have to find something to blow up, looking back at your hive. No That was needed. Hmmm.. OH! Now you remember, that big freaking junk scale in the woods, it was after all just sitting there! You amscray over to the scale and aim the Cruxite cannon at it, unaware of what mushroom cloud you'll make. Or something, because you're kind of BONED and doomed if you don't hurry this up.


===> PULL THE DAMN TRIGGER ALREADY, DUMBASS!
 
NG: Not Yet And Pardon My Language, Your Majesty, But NO S*** TROLL SHERLOCK!


FM: Please, I don't care if you swear.


FM: But still stop calling me your majesty!


FM: It's demeaning.


FM: At least to me.
 
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