-- acromaniacZiggurat [AZ] began trolling taciturnEcologist [TE]--
AZ: Hey, I heard you are in quiTTe a pickle, TTough I didn’TT undersTTand TThe whole TThing, very well ...
AZ: Anyways, if iTT is abouTT TThis game, I TThink I can help, probably. :|
AZ: I have a server copy, and I'm looking for a clienTT, so, whaTT do you say?
-- taciturnEcologist [TE] began trolling acromaniacZiggurat [AZ]--
tE: Good to see another evacuee. Meteor strikes are imminent, ETA unsure.
tE: Currently begrudgingly assisting cB. Admittedly, seems more capable than anticipated.
tE: acromaniacZiggurat acting as server acceptable. Welcome, even. Appreciated.
tE: Just be careful. Can't lose power supply. Fence is all keeping predators out.
tE: Will start loading Client disk. While I work out server controls. Blasted instructions are near unintelligible.
tE: Good luck.
Still here. Still scatterbrained. I'll draw more assets tonight.
Flysprite: Hey, Aer!
Flysprite: Whazzup?
Aerok: What. How are you talking? How do you know my name? Who are you?
Flysprite: Settle down, bro.
Flysprite: First of all, I'm yo' Lusus.
Flysprite: I been watchin' over you secretly.
Flysprite: All incognito and shit.
Aerok: What? Why did you never tell me before? What was the purpose of this?
Flysprite: Because I just didn't like you⸮
Aerok: Am I really that unlikable? Awww. You know what? You're stupid. I hate you!
Flysprite: Dude.
Flysprite: If I had palms, I would be liberally applying 'em to my face right about now.
Aerok: I said leave me alone!
Flysprite: Yo.
Flysprite: I was bein' sarcastic.
Flysprite: A-DUUUUHHH
Flysprite: I only didn't stay with you 'cause you were fine on your own.
Flysprite: Although now I see you coulda used my obviously superior people skills.
Flysprite: You clearly need 'em.
Aerok: I think I have had just about enough of you. I am out of here.
Flysprite: Whatevs.
-- accompaniedOverlord [AO] began trolling fictitiousPhysician [FP] --
AO: Can you see this? This monstrosity? The creepy hairy one downstairs? Could you get rid of it somehow? It is really annoying and stupid.
FP: tthat mmonstrosity yyou rrefer tto iis yyour ssprite...
FP: ii ccan't gget rrid oof iit...
FP: iit's kkind oof iimportant...
AO: Sprite? Well if you cannot get rid of it, can you at least keep it away from me? I do not wish to be near it right now. I do not care how "important" it is. I want it away from me.
FP: ii ccan't sstop iit ffrom ffollowing yyou...
FP: iit's ssupposed tto hhelp yyou...
FP: aact aas aa gguide aand wwhatnot...
FP: bbasically ssuck iit uup iis wwhat ii'm ssaying...
AO: Well it is not doing a very good job. It is rude, obnoxious, and very, very ugly. Not to mention it abandoned me, insulted me, and does not even like me. I just do not believe it necessary for what we are supposed to be doing. Speaking of which, what are we supposed to be doing?
FP: wwell yyou're rrude, oobnoxious aand uugly ttoo bbut yyou ddon't ssee mme ccomplaining...
FP: wwell...
FP: iis yyour cclient iin tthe mmedium yyet?...
AO: Yes, I believe so. It is on a big rock tower, and it is very snowy.
FP: yyeah yyeah ii ddon't rreally ccare...
FP: ii'm ggonna nneed yyou tto bbeat tthe sshit oout oof ssome iimps...
FP: sso ii ccan bbuild oon yyour hhive aand gget yyou uup tto tthe ffirst ggate...
AO: Imps? Do you mean those waxy little monsters everywhere? I have just been play swordfighting with them. They are really good, and it is keeping my mind off of that beast. You want me to kill them? I do not know if I can do that. I am a pacifist. Do I really need to kill them?
FP: uugh...
FP: YYES...
FP: yyes yyou hhave tto kkill tthem...
FP: ii nneed bbuilding mmaterials aand ii ccan't gget tthem uunless yyou kkill tthe iimps aand gget tthe ggrist tthey ddrop...
AO: But... They're like little people. They have brains. I cannot murder them! I wont, I wont, I WONT!
gbf nbfg f fkm I FORGOT THE HORNS CFH FH FCH FCHNVHCNVCN AND THE SYMBOL TOO DERP DERP DERP DERP DERP FIX'D SO HARD
Hey, what are these things?
FP: ii...
FP: yyou ccan't ssee iit bbut ii aam ffacepalming sso hhard aat tthis...
FP: yyou jjust kkilled oone wwhile yyou wwere fflailing aabout llike aan iidiot...
FP: tthat sstuff oon tthe ffloor iis ggrist...
FP: gget iit rright nnow...
AO: I did? That was actually kind of fun! Hey, where did the grist go? Why do I have this strange feeling that I just gained a bunch of experience?
FP: tthat's bbecause yyou DDID...
FP: uugh wwhy ddid ii ppick tthe bbiggest iidiot oon tthe pplanet tto pplay wwith...
AO: Stop insulting me! You are just like that jerk! RRRRRRGGGHH!!! ((and here's a pic of him raging on imps :P))
FP: pplease, ii iinsult eeveryone aand yyou aare nno eexception...
FP: bbesides, iit's mmaking yyou aactually bbe pproductive ffor aa cchange...
AO: Well, you are still a BLUH BLUH HUGE MEANIE >:PPPPP
FP: llike ii ssaid...
FP: ssuck iit uup...
AO: Okay, fine. I will just destroy some more imps while you build up my house. I guess I will try to talk to my sprite again, too.
Aerok: I have decided to give you another chance. What do you need to tell me?
Flysprite: Awesome!
Flysprite: First of all, there's this Great Riddle thing you gotta solve.
Flysprite: But first you gotta go talk to your consorts.
Flysprite: I'll tell you more later.
Flysprite: Do that shiznizzle first.
FP: ookay ii've bbuilt aa pplatform uup oon ttop oof yyour hhive...
FP: ii'll nneed mmore ggrist tto kkeep ggoing bbut aat lleast yyou ccan gget uup tthere...
FP: ii mmean iif yyou wwant tto...
FP: tthere's nnot mmuch ppoint yyet...
AO: Alright, I talked to him again. He said something about a 'Great Riddle' or something? He also says I have to talk to my 'consorts'? Do you know anything about this?
FP: ii aam jjust aas cconfused aabout tthe ggreat rriddle aas yyou aare bbut ii ssuppose tthat's tthe ppoint...
FP: ii ssuspect tthat wwill bbe oof ggreater cconcern llater iin tthe ggame...
FP: tthe cconsorts aare tthe iinhabitants oof tthe pplanet yyou're oon nnow...
FP: tthey're ffriendly aand iif yyou're llucky tthey wwon't bbe aas ggodawful aannoying aas mmine aare...
AO: Do you mean all those lizard guys? But there are a lot of them, and I am not good with crowds...
FP: ooh ii gguess yyou've sseen tthem aalready...
FP: mmine wweren't hhanging aaround mmy hhive aat aall wwhen ii ggot hhere...
FP: oor mmaybe tthey wwere aand wwere jjust hhiding ii gguess...
FP: ffucking gghosts...
FP: bbut yyeah ii tthink tthey're ssupposed tto hhelp yyou oout ttoo...
FP: mmine hhaven't rreally hhelped mme aat aall yyet bbut tthat's mmostly bbecause tthey aare ccompletely ffrustrating tto ttalk tto...
FP: nno yyou sstupid gghosts ii ddon't wwant yyour ggoddamn ttea...
AO: Um, alright, I guess. (Uh, h-hey, um, y-you guys are my c-consorts, right? 'Yep! Yeah! I think so!' O-okay. Um, w-what do I need to know? '*all yell out information*' *clutches hands to ears* Ahhh! Stop it! Stop talking! '*cacophony of apology*' *runs inside and slams the door*) No. Just no. It is too much.
FP: ooh mmy ggod yyou aare ssuch aan iinfant...
FP: ffine, wwhatever...
FP: jjust ggo gget mme ssome mmore ggrist tthen...
AO: I think I can handle that. Just do not make me go out there again.
FP: yyou're ggonna hhave tto ggo ooutside eeventually yyou kknow...
AO: No, I do not want to, you cannot make me.
FP: oooooh yyes ii ccan...
AO: H-Hey! What are you doing?
FP: pprodding yyou wwith aa cchair, wwhat ddo yyou tthink?...
AO: Stop it! I do not want to leave! STOP! NO! I DO NOT WANT TO! *cries like a little baby*
FP: ooh mmy ggod jjust ggo tthe ffuck ooutside...
AO: No! Leave me alone! *crawls into the fetal position in the corner, batting away at the chair. basically throws a temper tantrum*
FP: -prod prod prod hey this is actually kinda fun-
FP: aahahahaha...
FP: yyou aare sso ppathetic...
AO: *continues to cry and whine, tears forming a puddle on the floor*
FP: ookay sseriously iif yyou kkeep bbawling llike tthat yyou're ggoing tto aattract aattention...
FP: ffrom iimps...
FP: aall uup iinside yyour hhive...
AO: 1 5A1D 1EAVE ME
AO: A1ONE 51OP PROD
AO: D1NG ME 5E QU1E
AO: 1 NOW OR E15E 1
AO: W111 HUR1 YOU A
AO: 1O1 DO YOU UNDE
AO: R51AND YOU 1W11
FP: wwh...
FP: ookay wwhat tthe ffuck wwas tthat...
FP: iif yyou're ttrying tto sscare mme iit's nnot ggonna wwork...
AO: What was what? I was not trying to scare you. I have no idea what you are talking about.
FP: ooh ccut tthe ccrap, ii ssee rright tthrough yyou aand yyour ddumb yyellow ttext...
AO: Yellow text? I type in green. Maybe you should have your eyes checked out.
FP: MMY EEYES AARE FFINE...
FP: jjust bbecause ii wwear gglasses ddoesn't mmean ii'm ccolourblind...
FP: aand yyour oobfuscating oobliviousness iis rreally ppissing mme ooff...
FP: gget tthe ffuck ooutside bbefore ii ffucking ddestroy aall yyour ffurniture...
AO: Well, my eyes are fine. I can clearly see that my text has always been, and always will be, green. Frankly, I find the notion of yellow text childish and foolhardy. And what do you mean obliviousness? I am not going outside, even if you do destroy my stuff. I do not need it. It is not like I have that much, anyway.
FP: AAUGH...
FP: -tosses the chair at him-
FP: -or drops it on him or something-
FP: -these game controls still kinda suck-
AO: Ow! That really hurt! FINE! I WILL GO OUTSIDE! *goes outside, but hides under his house* SEE! I AM OUTSIDE! HAPPY?
FP: uuuurgh...
FP: iit's aa sstart...
FP: aalso ii aam nnever hhappy...
AO: What? You are never happy? That cannot be right. I cannot let someone be unhappy for their whole life. If I go out there, will you be happy?
FP: wwell iit wwill mmake mme hhate yyou aa llittle lless...
AO: It is a start... *goes up to one of the smaller groups* (Uh, h-hey, guys. 'Hey! Howdy! Sup. Hello!' Um, could you please talk one at a time? '*nod*' Thank you. -TIME- ) Hey! I made some friends! Their names are Ruthefur, Adrian, Chester, and Lianne! (Guys, say hi to Ishaza! 'Hey! Howdy! Sup. Hello!') We are friends now! Is that not awesome? Thanks for prodding me! Are you happier now? I sure hope so!
FP: yyour ccheeriness iis iinfuriating...
FP: bbut aat lleast yyou're ooutside...
FP: gget mme ssome mmore ggrist sso ii ccan bbuild uup ssome mmore...
FP: tthere sshould pprobably bbe mmore iimps oout hhere...
AO: Yeah, I have noticed the wax and honey and plastic and silicone imps and basilisks and ogres, but I did not fight them, because I was having such a good time with my friends! Hang on. (Hey, you guys want to help me fight imps? 'Sounds fun! Alright. Sure, why not. Okay, I guess.' Yay! *Pose as a team, 'cause shit just got real. Super Team Underling Fighting Force, Go! Da da-da-da! Then they rush out and fight imps with sticks, subsequently getting their asses handed to them by a Basilisk. They come back, beaten and warweary, but only to rest, for where'er imps may protrude upon the innocent salamanders of LOTAT, there too shall be the STUFF, never stopping, always to do a hero's work.*)
FP: ssiiiigh...
FP: ooh bby tthe wway ii wwould aavoid tthe oogres iif ppossible...
FP: tthey bbeat tthe sshit oout oof mme aand wwill pprobably ddo tthe ssame tto yyou...
AO: But we already took down an ogre! With the power of TEAMWORK! Go, STUFF! By the way, we called our group the Super Team Underling Fighting Force, or STUFF. I think it is an awesome name.
FP: aaargh wwhat...
FP: wwhy ddid ii hhave sso mmuch ttrouble aagainst tthe oogres tthen...
FP: ooh wwait ii fforgot mmy sserver iis tthe wworst eever...
FP: wwell ddon't eexpect mme tto bbail yyou oout iif yyou gget yyour aass hhanded tto yyou...
FP: ii'm nnot iin tthe mmood...
FP: aalso tthat nname iis aawful...
AO: You did not defeat your ogre because you did not have TEAMWORK on your side. And our name is awesome and you are just jealous. That is really all there is to say on the matter.
FP: jjealous oof wwhat...
AO: Jealous of our friendship, because you are mean and grumpy all the time, so nobody wants to be friends with you. | P
FP: wwhat tthe hhell wwould ii wwant ffriends ffor...
FP: oother tthan tto pplay tthese rridiculous ggames wwith...
AO: They help you take down ogres, for one. And they offer emotional support, and you can have fun with them, and they help you with other stuff, too, and you can help them with their stuff, and everyone is happy. Hmm. Actually, do you want to be my friend? You can join our STUFF team! ME can join too!
FP: wwhat tthe hhell aare yyou ttalking aabout...
FP: eemotions aare ffor llosers...
AO: How can you say that? You are alwa- OH MY GODS! Adrian! *cut to bleeding salamander. Aerok puts his hands on him.* 'Don't worry about me. *cough* I'll be okay.' No! I- You are going to die, and it is all my fault. *a single tear drops into the open wound. The other three gather around, mournful looks on their faces.* 'No. It's not your fault, bud. This was how it was meant to be.' No! No, no, no! *Adrian closes his eyes for the final time. Aerok puts his head on his chest, and weeps. Lianne walks over and puts her hand on Aerok's shoulder.
((WARNING: Pixelly blood and stuff. also sadness))
He gives her a loving embrace, tears still streaming down his face. Suddenly, he looks up.* Wait. *Aerok lifts Adrian's body onto his shoulders, and runs back to his hive, the others following closely behind.
He kicks open the door. A surprised Flysprite turns toward him, and Aerok throws the body at him. The two collide with a FLASH, and thus Flydriansprite is born. The two look at each other and hug, tears welling up in their eyes.* Glad to have you back. 'Glad to be back, bud.')
FP: uugh, ii tthink ii'm ggoing tto bbarf...
AO: What, why? This is such an emotional time for me. One of my friends died, then I brought him back to life! Is it not amazing? Plus, that annoying fly is gone.
FP: tthat's bbecause iit's bbound tto yyour hhouse...
FP: tthe ssprite ii mmean...
AO: What? You mean, Adrian cannot come with us on adventures anymore? Aw, man. Oh, well. At least my 'guide' is someone I trust.
FP: uugh, wwhatever...
AO: Huh. You built my house up pretty far. I do not know if I can get all the way up there. Better start now. (Come on, guys) Is this the gate? The green spirally thing? I guess it is. (Alright, guys, here we go. 'Yeah! Let's go! Woohoo!' See you later, Adrian. "See ya in a few gates." "Yo, don't forget about me, bro!" Oh, gods, you are still here? Whatever, we are out of here. *jumping into the gate* Woah! This place is weird! ((it's a desolate, broken down, factory-type place, with high-level underlings everywhere, but obviously FP can't see it)) Come on, guys. Let us do this thing. 'TEAM STUFF!!!')
FP: ookay ssure ggo tthrough tthe ggate wwhatever...
FP: hhold oon ii ddon't tthink ii ccan ssee wwhere yyou aare aanymore...
FP: llet's ssee...
FP: ookay ii'll ssee iif ii ccan ffind yyou bbut ffor nnow yyou're oon yyour oown...
FP: ttry nnot tto ddie oor aanything...
AO: I do not think that we will have a problem. We have been leveling up a lot! We can destroy these guys! (Right, Team STUFF? 'Yeah! Hell yeah! Woo!') We are going to go defeat a bunch of stuff, so bee arr bee. Oh, and, take care of my tree while I am gone, please.
(I'll edit pics in when I finish them. For now, have some side characters:
This is Ruthefur. He has the most luscious hair of all the salamanders. Well, the only hair. He's some sort of mutant or something. He also likes to read a lot. I mean a lot.
His trolltag is lusciousBookworm and He doesn't bother with childish 'quirks.'
Chester is straight up gangstah, yo! Or at least, he thinks he is. He just sort of found this hat lying around. He also enjoys playing chess.
His trolltag is chessGangstah
and he's the rhyme ministah
you better watch your neck
he'll wipe you on the deck
cause he always ends
his sentences
with a limerick!
wait
shit
This is- OH MY-! Uh, this is Lianne. She found some makeup. SHE IS PRETTY. SO VERY PRETTY. oh, gog, she's worse than cal She likes rainbows and unicorns and dolls and magic and princesses and fashion. Also likes fighting and punching things and yelling at everyone.
Her trolltag is prettyAngry and she nnn3v3r us3s p3riods!!! nnn3v3r!!! 333v3r,,, sssh3 also lik3s th3 numb3r 3!!!
Adrian is a very down-to-LOTAT kind of guy. He wouldn't hurt a fly. Of course, as long as that fly wasn't bothering his friends.
His trolltag is hometownGuardian, and he Makes sUre everyOne kNOws he's prOUd Of his heritage. Which is tO say, the One he Made Up.
Together, this small gang of misfits tried to avoid their ostracizing peers. However, the very nature of LOTAT foiled their plans. They were subject to much teasing and bullying their whole lives. At least, until the General showed up and turned their lives upside down...
Speaking of which, here's Flydriansprite. Somehow, he's even creepier now. still better than Lianne. *shudder*
EDIT: And here's some even more sillyness. CANON SILLYNESS
-- accompaniedOverlord [AO] began trolling fictitiousPhysician [FP] --
AO: Hey, Shaz, guess what? After we got a whole bunch of grist, we took a return node back. Adrian taught us how to make stuff with all this equipment, so long story short, I made phones for my friends! Is that not cool? Hang on, I am going to go make some more stuff.
-- chessGangstah [CG] began trolling fictitiousPhysician [FP] --
CG: yo ishaza
CG: the name's chester
CG: but you can call me
CG: the chessmaster
CG: I hear you're cold as glass
CG: you sometimes act like an ass
CG: but don't get mad
CG: i'm just glad
CG: to meet such a lovely lass
-- prettyAngry [PA] began trolling fictitiousPhysician [FP] --
PA: hhhi!!!
PA: iii h3ard your nam3s ishaza???
PA: ttthats such a pr3tty nam3!!!
PA: wwwhy cant i hav3 that nam3???
PA: iii just hav3 stupid ugly liann3,,,
PA: dddo you like rainbows???
PA: iii like rainbows!!!
PA: aaand unicorns and puppi3s and punching things and princ3ss3s!!!
PA: hhhow about you???
-- lusciousBookworm [LB] began trolling fictitiousPhysician [FP] --
LB: Hello.
LB: My name is Ruthefur.
LB: I believe that my new friend, Aerok, introduced us all to you.
LB: He's quite a ruffian, that one.
LB: But a kind-hearted one, at least.
LB: Do you like my hair?
LB: It is beautiful, is it not?
-- hometownGuardian [HG] began trolling fictitiousPhysician [FP] --
HG: HOwdy
HG: NaMe's AdriaN
HG: ThOUgh I suppOse it's 'FlydriaNsprite' Now
HG: NO Matter
HG: Glad tO Meet yOU
HG: Might I pardON tO speak with yOUr sprite?
HG: I'd like tO kNOw what it's like frOM aNOther's view
HG: BeiNg a sprite, I MeaN
oh my gog this was way too much fun to write Alchemyyyyy
Stickcane && Metal Pole(from that factory place) = Hollow Stick
Not quite what you were hoping for...
Stickcane | | Metal Pole = Metal Stickcane
Yeah! You guess you can use both of these?
DUAL WIELDING FUCK YEAH
Various Accessories && Phone = Various accessories that, when worn, allow the wearer access to the interwebs.
>STUFF: Pose as a team, 'cause SHIT JUST GOT REAL
AWW YEAH
(shut up hes tipping his hat he is polite and i cant draw also pretend rutherfur's left eye is pointing inward, so he looks less embarrassed and more smug) I am like a master at fixing ahhh the gif compression is making it all wonky im not fixing it again though WHATEVER
@Doc: You don't need to add those guys to the troll list, but if you did that would be hilarious.
by CRP_MMDUDE
Name: Sucroe Ohnonn
chumHandle: candiedCannibalizer
Blood color: the extremely rare Infra-Black. Makes her a religious icon, which she hates.
Interests: Making and eating candy (from organic components, if possible,) RPGs, her Chaos Test Chamber, avoiding the religious pilgrims who follow her around
Title: Decider of Discord
Quirk: types l!ke th!2. us32 thr332 and two2 for l3tt3r2. ! po!nts for !s.
Persona: Loves her candy and studying chaos. Disillusioned with religion by her blood-color and the pilgrims.
Kind Abstrati: chaosKind, popsicleKind
Land: ?
Sprite: ?
You fiddle with the handle a bit but the top seems stuck. You can't figure the danm thing out so you decide to try and drop one in the lazy one's room to fiddle with it that way.
Umm.
>click right arrow.
Err.
>again.
OH SCREW THIS.
You go to your computer and open the telephase processor.
But not before you complain to the lazy one.
-- viralAcronyx [VA] began trolling undecidedDelinquent [UD] --
It seems that you're Lusus's room is becoming uncalibrated in it's teleporti-mension unit. Also the 6 o'-clock room has become safe enough to try and fix it's unit. But your Lusus looks pretty bad. You go check on it.
OH SHI-
You start vomiting a bit under your desk but it's over with quick enough so you don't see the reason of putting up a graphic.
Welp.
Your Lusus is dead. It seems as though an elephant stepped on it and disfigured it horribly.
Which did happen.
But on top of that. It seems the other half of it's body has been ported away to another room. Great.
You've also opened the transpoti-mension unit's wall panel to take a look.
Oh my. That is a mess.
If only you knew the color of the prisma-mist that will thicken as more rolls in from space-time. It would tell you what wire to cut out.
You fiddle with the handle a bit but the top seems stuck. You can't figure the danm thing out so you decide to try and drop one in the lazy one's room to fiddle with it that way.
Umm.
>click right arrow.
Err.
>again.
OH SCREW THIS.
You go to your computer and open the telephase processor.
But not before you complain to the lazy one.
-- viralAcronyx [VA] began trolling undecidedDelinquent [UD] --
It seems that you're Lusus's room is becoming uncalibrated in it's teleporti-mension unit. Also the 6 o'-clock room has become safe enough to try and fix it's unit. But your Lusus looks pretty bad. You go check on it.
OH SHI-
You start vomiting a bit under your desk but it's over with quick enough so you don't see the reason of putting up a graphic.
Welp.
Your Lusus is dead. It seems as though an elephant stepped on it and disfigured it horribly.
Which did happen.
But on top of that. It seems the other half of it's body has been ported away to another room. Great.
You've also opened the transpoti-mension unit's wall panel to take a look.
Oh my. That is a mess.
If only you knew the color of the prisma-mist that will thicken as more rolls in from space-time. It would tell you what wire to cut out.
-- accompaniedOverlord [AO] began pestering fictitiousPhysician [FP] --
AO: Hey, Shaz, guess what? After we got a whole bunch of grist, we took a return node back. Adrian taught us how to make stuff with all this equipment, so long story short, I made phones for my friends! Is that not cool? Hang on, I am going to go make some more stuff.
-- chessGangstah [CG] began pestering fictitiousPhysician [FP] --
CG: yo ishaza
CG: the name's chester
CG: but you can call me
CG: the chessmaster
CG: I hear you're cold as glass
CG: you sometimes act like an ass
CG: but don't get mad
CG: i'm just glad
CG: to meet such a lovely lass
-- prettyAngry [PA] began pestering fictitiousPhysician [FP] --
PA: hhhi!!!
PA: iii h3ard your nam3s ishaza???
PA: ttthats such a pr3tty nam3!!!
PA: wwwhy cant i hav3 that nam3???
PA: iii just hav3 stupid ugly liann3,,,
PA: dddo you like rainbows???
PA: iii like rainbows!!!
PA: aaand unicorns and puppi3s and punching things and princ3ss3s!!!
PA: hhhow about you???
-- lusciousBookworm [LB] began pestering fictitiousPhysician [FP] --
LB: Hello.
LB: My name is Ruthefur.
LB: I believe that my new friend, Aerok, introduced us all to you.
LB: He's quite a ruffian, that one.
LB: But a kind-hearted one, at least.
LB: Do you like my hair?
LB: It is beautiful, is it not?
-- hometownGuardian [HG] began pestering fictitiousPhysician [FP] --
HG: HOwdy
HG: NaMe's AdriaN
HG: ThOUgh I suppOse it's 'FlydriaNsprite' Now
HG: NO Matter
HG: Glad tO Meet yOU
HG: Might I pardON tO speak with yOUr sprite?
HG: I'd like tO kNOw what it's like frOM aNOther's view
HG: BeiNg a sprite, I MeaN
(BACK TO RPing. Oh, and dynamicApathete died from meteors after losing contact with everyone.)
*candiedCannibalizer began pestering esurientCzarina*
cC: H!.
cC: Uh...
cC: I n33d 2om3on3 to play 2burb w!th.
cC: !'v3 b33n unabl3 to go out2id3 lat3ly,
cC: so ! hav3 no on3 to a!d m3.
cC: !t 2eem2 you hav3 !t.
cC: !f you can't play, can you t3ll m3 who can?
cC: !'d appr3c!at3 !t.
You have a good reason for not going outside. There's a swarm of religious zealots waiting to mob you.
As such, you just chose a random name and hoped.
CR: Yesss, I am partying ssspitefully.
CR: Everyone can come to my ssspite party
CR: Except MK, 'caussse the Awesssome Committee isssn't invited.
CR: The Awesssome Committee hasss no tassste in musssic.
MK: Guess what?
MK: I just got bak from a meeting of the Awesome Komitee.
MK: And we have desided that your opinion is irrelevent.
MK: No one kares what you think.
*candiedCannibalizer began pestering esurientCzarina*
cC: H!.
cC: Uh...
cC: I n33d 2om3on3 to play 2burb w!th.
cC: !'v3 b33n unabl3 to go out2id3 lat3ly,
cC: so ! hav3 no on3 to a!d m3.
cC: !t 2eem2 you hav3 !t.
cC: !f you can't play, can you t3ll m3 who can?
cC: !'d appr3c!at3 !t.
EC: Um~!
EC: Oh~! There was that one girl~
EC: Umm~ rainbowCritic?
EC: I think I'm supposed to be playing with her?
EC: And I have another friend, but I don't think he wants to play with me anymore~
EC: Basically, I'm just kind of really confused~
Oh hey, um, well you see. I linearted and color'd. : o Spoilered for repeat-ish/hueg.
EC: Um~!
EC: Oh~! There was that one girl~
EC: Umm~ rainbowCritic?
EC: I think I'm supposed to be playing with her?
EC: And I have another friend, but I don't think he wants to play with me anymore~
EC: Basically, I'm just kind of really confused~
cC: Oh.
cC: Don't you n33d a cha!n of p3opl3 to play?
cC: A2 in, mor3 than on3 fri3nd?
cC: ! don't r3ally know anyon3 b3cau23 ! can't l3av3 th3 hous3.
cC: Th3r3'2 a bunch of r3l!g!ou2 trolls out2id3.
cC: ! hav3 !NFRA-BLACK blood, so !'m 2uppo23dly th3 r3!ncarnat!on of Troll J3gu2.
cC: !t suck2 2o much.
cC: Anyway, can ! jo!n your group?
cC: You can hav3 a2 many !n on3 group a2 you want.
cC: And appar3ntly, 2burb !2 r3ally !mportant.
You have a variety of INTERESTS. Many of which are TOO MATURE TO BE LISTED HERE. You like to DRAW and WRITE, neither of which you feel particularly good at. You enjoy reading a CERTAIN SMUTTY WEBCOMIC FEATURING A PAIR OF ATTRACTIVE MEN. You also enjoy attempting to TROLL people, including your fellow trolls. You are NOT VERY GOOD AT IT.
Your font/blood is LIME GREEN, and you have a habit of repla<in9 two letters with a <ouple numbers and symbol, addin9 an airiness to your voi<e. You wear a customized Sagittarius symbol on your shirt. You have only one HORN, though you seem to remember it being TWO VERY CLOSE TOGETHER HORNS when you were very young. Your horn appears to be SOMEWHAT PHALLIC. You use Spearkind strife specibus.
Your Lusus is a MAJESTIC, FOUR LEGGED CREATURE OF GRACE, ELEGANCE, AND POWER. WITH HOOVES HARDER THAN DIAMONDS, HE GALLOPS AT NEAR IMPOSSIBLE SPEEDS. HE HAS A SINGLE, SPEARHEAD SHAPED HORN USED TO IMPALE HIS ENEMIES.
You drew a picture of him.
His name is LIIR
EDIT: that is my valid pesterchum handle, please message my trollsona, i'm lonely
Last edited by The Idiotic Oracle; 08-02-2010 at 06:42 PM.
chumHandle: metallicWaves
text colour: dark blue (000066)
typing quirk: tends toslur randomwords sometimes
while othertimes
canbe
rather
choppy
whenshe
feels
likeit
reference picture:
personality and interests: Very laid back to the point of being apathetic about most things, but also prone to sudden, all-consuming OBSESSIONS. These rarely last for more than a few days before she abandons them entirely. Has amassed an impressively varied STRIFE PORTFOLIO because she can never decide how to allocate her SPECIBUS. That said, she has a few INTERESTS that she has been casually interested in for some time now, although she frequently puts these aside to make room for her OBSESSIONS. These CASUAL INTERESTS include a fascination with the local fauna, particularly those of an AQUATIC nature, and a penchant for DRAWING AND SKETCHING. Occasionally, these interests INTERSECT.
shirt symbol: Neptune
Hey, guys, I momentarily forgot that Server Item=Client Base, so let's just ignore canon, just for today. (also i dont remember what fp used)
Years in the future...
(But not many)
A RETICENT GYPSY slaves through sweltering Alternian sands.
===>
RG: Enter
Inside, you find an odd six-screened computer terminal, displaying several commands to be entered.
RG: => SWITCH 1
The screen shows an agitated young woman. There is heavy interference. The screen appears to be locked.
RG: => SWITCH 6
This screen exhibits a boy, also perturbed. This one seems to be genuinely distressed by the large crowd of salamanders surrounding his home.
Then a bunch of stuff happens that we already saw.
===>
FP: yyou're ggonna hhave tto ggo ooutside eeventually yyou kknow...
AO: No, I do not want to, you cannot make me.
FP: oooooh yyes ii ccan...
AO: H-Hey! What are you doing?
FP: pprodding yyou wwith aa cchair, wwhat ddo yyou tthink?...
Hey, just go outside.
AO: No! Leave me alone! *crawls into the fetal position in the corner, batting away at the chair. basically throws a temper tantrum*
FP: -prod prod prod hey this is actually kinda fun-
FP: aahahahaha...
FP: yyou aare sso ppathetic...
Just go outside!
AO: *continues to cry and whine, tears forming a puddle on the floor*
FP: ookay sseriously iif yyou kkeep bbawling llike tthat yyou're ggoing tto aattract aattention...
FP: ffrom iimps...
FP: aall uup iinside yyour hhive...
Stop being a stupid baby and go the hell outside!
AO: 1 5A1D 1EAVE ME
AO: A1ONE 51OP PROD
AO: D1NG ME 5E QU1E
AO: 1 NOW OR E15E 1
AO: W111 HUR1 YOU A
AO: 1O1 DO YOU UNDE
AO: R51AND YOU 1W11
===>
===>
===>
And okay, this is seriously the last troll I will ever make. ever
Re: Rainbow Critic from two pages ago~ Since... I don't think I ever responded... >_>
Originally Posted by Aerok12
RC: Yeah, sure.
RC: "EC: friend"
RC: Notice the lack of an "s".
RC: I'm sure you can stop the meteors and disconnect in time for him to come home.
RC: So you can make out on the couch or whatever.
EC: Ummmm~
EC: Hello?
EC: If you're still alive, I think I cann help with those meteors now~!
EC:
EC: Wait...
EC: ... Why would we make out?
EC: Do friends normally make out?
EC: I thought that was saved for special trollationships~
EC: Hmmmm~
EC: Ahemm~ Anyway~! I'mm going to boot up the game~
EC: Oh, whoa~ Cool graphics~
EC: Okay and try to connect to you~
EC: ... There? Is it working?
Re: candiedCannibalizer
Originally Posted by crash826
cC: Oh.
cC: Don't you n33d a cha!n of p3opl3 to play?
cC: A2 in, mor3 than on3 fri3nd?
cC: ! don't r3ally know anyon3 b3cau23 ! can't l3av3 th3 hous3.
cC: Th3r3'2 a bunch of r3l!g!ou2 trolls out2id3.
cC: ! hav3 !NFRA-BLACK blood, so !'m 2uppo23dly th3 r3!ncarnat!on of Troll J3gu2.
cC: !t suck2 2o much.
cC: Anyway, can ! jo!n your group?
cC: You can hav3 a2 many !n on3 group a2 you want.
cC: And appar3ntly, 2burb !2 r3ally !mportant.
EC: ...
EC: Oh~!
EC: ... Well, if it's super important~
EC: Hold onn~
EC: Okay~! I connected to rC~
EC: So I'mm playing~
EC: Are you ready?
EC: Ummmm~ I think we're doing this~
Alright. So I believe I'm going to be RC's server and cC's client? Connections~! Hooray! And, uh. Maybe ME is in on this chain, too? I, uh. Have no idea really. 8D;
Also, I think I have this weird fascination with spoilers just because they're awesome and amuse me and secretly I hate all of you and want to make you click things (except not really).
Last edited by compulsiveInventor; 08-04-2010 at 01:55 PM.
Reason: being dumb bluh bluh
MK: Gah! I hate having to klik things!
MK: What are you trying to do to us?
MK: Give us all karpal tunnel?
MK: Sease this absurdity at onse you damnable harpy!
EC: ...
EC: Oh~!
EC: ... Well, if it's super important~
EC: Hold onn~
EC: Okay~! I connected to rC~
EC: So I'mm playing~
EC: Are you ready?
EC: Ummmm~ I think we're doing this~
cC: w3'r3 mak!ng th!2 happ3n?
cC: wa!t
cC: oh sw33t jl3gu2
cC: th3 p!lgr!m2 hav3 brok3n my d3f3n2!v3 barr!er2
cC: th3y'r3 go!ng to tak3 m3 to th3 t3mpl3
cC: and th3n ! w!ll d!3 from not play!ng 2burb
cC: or 2o my lu2u2 !nd!cat32
cC: and !t !s n3v3r wrong
cC: gtg
Oh gog. It is a religious fanatic. YOUR WORST NIGHTMARE. This one appears to be particularly bad: he's cut off his horns to relinquish his attractiveness, and has no shoes to show disdain of Alternian things.
Converselog:
cC: JU2T L3AV3.
cC: ! am not th3 troll j3gu2!
infinitelyFaithful: Y E S YOU A R E
cC: no
iF: Y E S
cC: no
iF: Y E S
cC: no
iF: Y E S
cC: gog
cC: just gog
You prepare your Strife Specibi. Your chaosKind uses very small events to cause other, larger events to eventually hit your foe with extremely localized natural disasters.
Although for regular fights you just use popsicleKind. Because it's a lot easier.
I guess just sort of pester people to get in their chains? candiedCannibalizer => esurientCzarina => rainbowCritic is open, as well as
acromaniacZiggurat => taciturnEcologist => cantankerousBloodsucker.
I guess just sort of pester people to get in their chains? candiedCannibalizer=>esurientCzarina=>rainbowCriti c is open, as well as acromaniacZiggurat=>taciturnEcologist=>cantankerou sBloodsucker.
Related: Doc, you gonna add these or what???
Man, trying to work out who's in who's chain confuses the crap out of me for some reason, I gotta have them spelled out for me. Adding them now!