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[Cronix]

MK: You seem so~... Angry, high~blood


MK: It is~ rather de~licous


MK: Just~ like I i~magine your~ blood must be~?

 

[Djinn N Tonic]

GT: ThE fucking fuck is WRong WiTh You


gregariousTorso ceased trolling mediocreKiller

 

[Cronix]

You laugh again. You would classify that as a success in your book.


==> Send copy of Sgrub to TT





You go back to your chat with TT, although he hasn't responded yet you decide to send him the file anyways. Hopefully this game could get started soon.


MK: TT? Do you~ still want those~ records?


MK: Al~so here is~ your copy of~ the game


MK: We~ should be start~ing soon

 

[Necromantic]

Something tells you that shit happened while you were distracted by some of your sutures breaking open. You had to fix that, and the only way you could currently sterilize a needle is by heating it- so you were forced to do it the long way.


TT: 6h y'Ah. s'rium n''ds. his c6py.





Back to MK.


TT: uhm...


TT: its r'n'gAd' twinmind. m6rfin kirs'm, or. b'ldon kirs'm

 

[Cronix]

MK: It will take~ me a mo~ment but I~ will find them~


MK: Also I have~ sent the file~ you just need~ to download~ it


MK: That ASS of~ a HIGHBLOOD~ will be your~ server play~er


MK: I your~ client





You begin your search for the records, opening a file on your computer that you're fairly certain should hold them. You enter the names TT mentioned beforehand, and waited for the results to load. It could take awhile, your database was huge. Let's just say you had a hobby for collecting this sort of info, and more of course. This kind just struck a special cord with you.

 

[Djinn N Tonic]

==> Rivgel: Find your Lusus





You head outside your MASSIVE HIVE, you've talked with idiots (and Serium) long enough, You need a moment with Sealdad before playing with someone like Zahiri. The COAST-SIDE HIVE is common among Purple-Bloods, and it's helpful in sheltering your SEMI-AQUATIC LUSUS. You pass by the various GRAVES, all of which you dug yourself. Where IS that beast?


You call out to your Lusus.

 

[Necromantic]

TT: s'rium is. A highbl66d. t66.


TT: w'll h's. l'Ast lik'ly. t6 kill. s'rium.


TT: public execution, teal blood, probably hanged.





You drop the quirk for a moment so that she can actually, you know, read what you just sent her. You can read your quirk no problem, but you have been told a few times that it was hard to read. Of course, you don't care, and just keep on doing what you do.


You click on the link to download the game, watching as the bar inches it's way to completion. Ah yes, this will take forever. What a great time for researching dead people.

 

[Cronix]

MK: Even so, you~ at least are~ kind


MK: He how~ever...


MK: Makes my~ blood boil





You check back on the load progress. Finally done. Only one record came up. It's old, could this possibly be his ancestor? That's sad, even for you. The record mostly matches up with what he says, "Teal blooded troll hanged publicly," Sounds about right. You screenshot the file.





MK: Here~ I found the~ record you~ wanted


MK: [insert screenshot here]

 

[Necromantic]

TT: s'rium lik'. him.





You read the article you were sent, coming across a lot of things you already know- thief, murderer, famous criminal despite the lack of a name on the header. In the article, he's called Morfin. So Morfin must have been the original personality.


You hadn't even gotten to his final words when a name, printed in purple ink, catches your eye. Rahtum Oridam.


That name looks familiar. That name was the name an your Ancestors Kismesis and Matesprit.


It says something about him having led authorities to Morfin...


You close the screenshot. This is a bit much, even for you.

 

[Cronix]

MK: Did you find~ out what you~ wanted to?





She felt a little bad for the troll, it would be hard for her to even read something like that. She couldn't imagine what he felt like.





MK: When~ you are read~y it is~ time to start~ the game


MK: You~ should remind~ GT about~ it too


MK: I~ would tell him~ myself


MK: But~ he probab~ly does not~ wish to speak~ with me right~ now

 

[Necromantic]

You look back at the diary entry- the mixed emotions in the teal ink suddenly made more sense to you. Never was Riftvein mentioned, but the anger, the sadness... the next page. They all made sense.


Riftvein was at fault for Twinmind's execution.


The diary was long, they had clearly been together for a really long time. In fact, there are a few more of them in your hive, the first one and a half having only one author. So why would Riftvein have done something to kill the love and hate of his life?


TT: ...


TT: yes


TT: ill-no, s'rium- no, we- uhm, s'rium. will m'ssAge him.


You switch tabs to Rivgel


TT: s'rium is. d6wnl6Ading th'. gAm'.

 

[Djinn N Tonic]

==> Rivgel: Respond.


You chuck the DEAD TINKERBULL, moving your HUSKTOP to a PRIME numbered card.


GT: alRighT


GT: lET's gET This sTupid gamE ouT of The WaY





You Return home, as you cannot find Sealdad anywhere.

 

[Cronix]

You frown, did he stop using his quirk on purpose or... On accident? You started feeling a little bad for the guy. Whatever was in the file obviously troubled him.


MK: Just uh let~ me know when~ you uh start~


MK: Friend buddy pal~

 

[Necromantic]

Oh, look, the download is done. Now, there's a spirograph on your husktop, with the words 'awaiting below it. Well, you just need to wait for Rivgel to load his server file up then, don't you? You can wait, that won't hurt you....


Or maybe it will, you realize as you bite your finger, a sharp tooth jabbing into it and drawing blood. Well, that's no big deal, it doesn't seem deep enough for you to need to go and see it shut, so you just grab a bandaid, and wrap it around your finger. There, all fixed.


Given that you haven't actually started anything yet, you decide to message GT.


TT: my cli'nt. fil' is. d6n' d6wnl6Ading.


TT: s6 uhm.


TT:y'Ah.

 

[Djinn N Tonic]

GT: alRighT


The SERVER has finished downloading while you were outside. You return to your desk and run the file.


GT: WhaT am i supposEd To do?


What ARE you supposed to do? This game is justs a spinning spirograph? You wish someone would have told you what this game was BEFORE you started playing It. But you can't blame Zahiri for keeping you out of the loop. You hate her, She hates you. Mutual Platonic Hate.

 

[Cronix]

==>





As you're waiting you start the download on both the server and client files. While you waited you started wondering how the other two were doing, did they start yet? Do they even... Oh gog you didn't tell them what to do. You mentally slap yourself for being such an idiot, throwing them all willy nilly into the world.


==> Troll TT and see if they've downloaded the files yet


MK: Hey TT? Did~ you and GT~ download the~ files yet?


MK: I~ sort of for~got to give~ you guys any~ instructions~


MK: = :/

 

[Necromantic]

TT: ill Ask.





Conveniently, MK seems to be pestering you now, asking you if you've downloaded the files. It seems she caught on that you have no fucking clue what your doing, what a great friend she is. Not leaving you to bang on keys blindly.





TT: y's th'. fil's Ar'. l6Ad'd.


TT: s'riums cli'nt. And his. s'rv'r.


TT: whAt d6. w' d6. n6w?

 

[Cronix]

MK: Since GT was~ so kind as~ to suggest~ making you~ the first to~ enter


MK: I~ will make a~ connection~ to you as~ your server~ player


MK: There~for starting~ the game


MK: Af~ter you get~ situated~ you will be~come GT's ser~ver play~er


MK: So on~ and so forth~





Speaking of making connections and starting the game, you send a request to TT asking to make a connection.





MK: All you have~ to do is~ accept


MK: Friend budd~y pal

 

[Necromantic]

You decline.


TT: rivg'l wAs. g6ing t6. b' s'riums s'rv'r.


TT: s'rium isnt. bAcking d6wn. 6n thAt.





MK had send you a connection request... which meant that you couldcsend Rivgel one as well, right? You search for a button to do that with until you come across such a thing, then send Rivgel a connection request.


Ah, yeah, you should probably message him.





TT: figur'd it. 6ut.

 

[Djinn N Tonic]

==> Rivgel: OHGODWHAT


You computer flashes with a Connection Request!


==> Rivgel: Accept?


You cautiously Accept the request...


What is this "LOADING..." bullshit?


GT: caRE To fill mE in on ThE subjEcT?


GT: 'causE i havE no idEa WhaT i am doing hERE

 

[Cronix]

==> Proceed to freak out





You proceed to freak out, the who cycle was falling apart. Your perfect little circle has now become a convoluted mess. Now that idiotic highblood would have to try and figure his way through the game by himself. He was most likely just going to make a huge mess of everything and ruin it all.





MK: Oh uh al~right I uh~ suppose that~ will be ok~





No, everything is not ok.





MK: I suppose~ GT will have~ to figure~ things out on~ his own





==> Troll GT and try to brief him on what's going to happen





MK: Alright bulge~fucker


MK: Now that~ you have acc~pted TT's re~quest


MK: And now are~ probably~ going to fuck~ up the whole~ fucking game~ with your stu~pidity~


MK: Just kind of~ do what I~ tell you to~ do

 

[Necromantic]

TT: whAt w'. d6?


TT: n6t A. clue.


TT: but isnt. thAt h6w. y6u stArt. m6st gAm's?





Now to MK.





TT: s'rium is. sur' h'll. b' fin'~

 

[Djinn N Tonic]

==> Rivgel: Respond to MK


GT: no Thanks


GT: YouR impERious condEscEndion


GT: ThaT sEEms likE a pain in ThE nook


GT: i'm Thinking abouT jusT Winging iT


==> Now TT


GT: mk Thinks i'm gonna WREck YouR shiT


GT: so This gamE musT bE somEWhaT alRighT


GT: if ThaT is a possibiliTY

 

[Cronix]

MK: Fuck you are~ such a bli~thing idiot


MK: You~ know what this~ is fine


MK: Be~cause now I~ get to be~ your server~ player


MK: Which~ means I get~ to wreck your~ shit

 

[Necromantic]

TT: s'rium will. b' fin'.


TT: m6r' fin'. thAn sh'. w6uld b'. ig y6u s'rv'r'd h'r.





Speaking of MK.... you get this feeling...





TT: d6nt wr'ck. Any 6f. rivg'ls stuff.