BoxedInn - The Sburb Session Role Play (Full)

**Subrosian** · 03-24-2011, 11:34 PM

BoxedInn

It is the year 2011 for the planet Earth around the month of March and the coveted computer game Sburb is supposed to be released on this particular day. There are several people whom are notably excited about it and have gone so far as to preorder copies of the product so as to receive it before anyone else. A distinct group of players are going to start today and while they act separately at first the game itself will bring them together despite having no prior knowledge of one another.

At the same time during the course of another session a mysterious individual and his human subordinate are seeking to sabotage the natural events that will occur for their own personal ambitions. Their session is one of many that have been deemed a failure and both of them want to rectify this by obtaining their just rewards.

Rules

1. No god modding. That’s all that needs to be said.
2. Try and exhibit some manner of grammar if you ever post in the main RP thread for any reason. Pesterchum chats are different and don’t fall under this particular rule.
3. This thread is mainly going to be for posting pesterlogs and for any posts that aren’t easily covered in Pesterchum chats, such as Strife Battles.
4. Be respectful to your other players and the Game Master.
5. Obey all the other MSPA Forum rules.

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**Subrosian** · 03-26-2011, 09:27 PM

The door unlocked to the single bedroom apartment as Cid walked in and shut the door behind him, locking it back. He set his keys down on his night stand and flopped onto the bed with a sigh. Cid had just gotten off work from a graveyard shift and it was around nine in the morning for him. All he really wanted to do was sleep but that particular day was the release date for Sburb and he did not want to miss out on it being delivered in the mail.

Grabbing the remote and sitting down in his computer chair Cid clicked on the television but did not pay very much attention to it as he booted up his PC in order to contact some of his friends to see if they got their copies of the game already. Before he even managed to login to the chat client Pesterchum and see if his chums were online there was a peculiar story being reported on the news that caught his attention. Cid was unaware as to why or how it was tuned to the news channel when he never bothered to watch it since nothing ever interested him, but something intrigued him greatly.

The female news agent stood in front of a recording of a leveled city that was supposedly destroyed by a freak shower of debris from space resembling miniature meteors. He could not believe his eyes or what he was hearing when she detailed that scenes like that were appearing all over the world. Cid clicked off the television and sat back in his chair with a stunned expression on his face.

A message popped up on his desktop that broke him out of his stupor that signaled one of his chums was pestering him. Apparently he had the client set to login automatically on startup so he looked to see that it was from lupineMediator. He would have answered it but the buzzer to his apartment was ringing persistently and he could not simply ignore it.

Walking over to the intercom, Cid answered it and leaned toward the speaker so he could hear the person on the other end. “Hello, who is it,” he inquired. “It’s the mail,” his landlord on the first floor called to him. “You got some stuff so come grab it as soon as possible.”

Nodding and clicking off the speaker Cid grabbed a shirt and jacket of matching purple color along with a pair of clean pants before heading downstairs to the office where they kept all the mail for the respective tenants. While he was waiting for the man that called him before to retrieve his items Cid saw one of the girls that lived on the same floor as him. He had always wanted to take her out some time but she probably would not have been interested in a guy like him.

“Do you want your mail or what,” the landlord asked him, sliding a box toward him with a few envelopes on top of it. “You look really tired kid, you should go get some sleep.”

Shaking his head and shrugging Cid grabbed his parcels and headed back upstairs, tossing the envelopes on his bed and setting the box on his desk in front of his monitor. “So this must be the Sburb game,” he looked down at the rather unimpressive box from the website he ordered it from and suddenly recalled that his chum was pestering him but had ceased doing so when he went idle.

Cid decided to pester lupineMediator first before doing anything else.

((I guess I won't post the pesterlog until after Ender posts as well and the pesterlog happens? I'm not sure how it should work. Post suggestions in the OOC thread from our current players.))

**Ender Rydel** · 03-26-2011, 10:49 PM

It was a typical Saturday morning for Ender Rydel. The young college-age male was doing what he typically did on Saturdays. Which was to say, absolutely nothing at all. He busted his ass off in his classes all week, didn't he? He deserved a little time to relax over the weekend, or so he thought at least. His parents were of a different mindset, however. They were constantly pestering him to get a job. And while he HAD been searching for quite some time employment seemed to be hard to come by these days. Especially with all the freak accidents involving meteors that seemed to be happening lately.

Today, however, the never-ending search for employment was the furthest thing from Ender's mind. His copy of the latest video-game craze, Sburb, had arrived in the mail today and he was rather eager to try it out. Of course...there was the slight worry that his shitty laptop wouldn't be able to handle such a game. But after reading several FAQs online, (most of which seemed to be strangely sparse...), he had learned that the specifications required to run the game were actually pretty damn low. He had already installed the server disk onto his computer. Now he just needed to find someone to play with. Fortunately he had a few friends he knew of who had also ordered the game. Dragging his laptop up into his bed with him, the college-age male made himself comfortable and brought up his Pesterchum client to poke at one of them. arbitersAnimosity was his handle. He called himself Cid. Whether that was his real name or not, Ender had no idea. He didn't ask. After all he tended to use aliases of his own. Whatever the case was, his friend seemed to be online, so he figured he'd drop him a quick message asking about the game...

**Subrosian** · 03-26-2011, 11:30 PM

View Pesterlog

Cid successfully hooked up with his friend lupineMediator who also went by the name Ender though he was unsure if that was even his real name or not. He did not care since that was his business and he had no place poking around in it. They shot the breeze for a bit until they got the Sburb game installed on both ends and he began to fiddle with physics itself by actually controlling things in his apartment.

The first thing he did was to drop his bed out the window! It crashed onto the car of another person and began to draw a crowd due to the commotion. Cid had no idea how he was going to explain that when the time came but he would not worry about it for now.

Ender explained that he would apparently be able to expand the size of his tiny room to be bigger, and he had to see how he was going to do that.

**fractalWizard** · 03-27-2011, 02:56 AM

[OOC]
Just tell me if you have a problem with anything in my post... sorry in advance if you do.

[PAST]
The HOPEFUL CRUSADER walked into the WHITE QUEEN's throne room. He was told that she had a mission for him to complete, and handed him the BLACK/WHITE SWORD, a blade made from both Dersite and Prospitan materials. She then took him into the back room away from the guards for a secret conference - the Queen could risk no possible spy listening to the mission.

[PRESENT]
The Hopeful Crusader stopped having a flashback as soon as he heard the engine slow to a halt. The massive purple airship had docked on Derse. He knew that if he was noticed, then he would die, and the mission would never be completed. He gripped the SWORD tighter.

[FUTURE]
A Hapless Campaigner wandered on a desolate plane, picking up small shards of glass, seeing if it could jog his memory. He wishes he had had more flashbacks in the past. He put his hand on the sword. It was the only thing he knew now.

**Ender Rydel** · 03-27-2011, 03:52 PM

Ender was pretty surprised by the mechanics of Sburb. He had been expecting some sort of weird SIM game from the walkthroughs. What he got instead was a game that could apparently manipulate time of space. Of course...any strangeness about this particular fact was lost on him. He was too busy tinkering around with Cid's apartment. He had already had one slight mishap...namely dropping his friend's bed on a neighbors car. But it was nothing he couldn't fix. Snagging the bed with the cursor he lifted it off the wrecked vehicles, ignoring the amazed onlookers as he set the piece of furnature on the roof of the apartment building for the time being. Right then...time to get to work. He would have to make Cid's room a hell of a lot bigger if he wanted to deploy all the shit they'd be needing to really get the session started. He just hoped he could expand it without accidentally building his way into any of the other apartments. Before he could get to work, however, he noticed someone he didn't recognize was pestering him.

View Pesterlog

...Well...that was certainly interesting. Probably just some creep who had way too much time on their hands. Back to the game, he supposed. But first he needed to contact Cid again and see how he was doing...

View Pesterlog

**zingo47** · 03-27-2011, 04:39 PM

Seth returned from school on a day like any other, bored as hell and exhausted. His teachers have once again seen fit to give him craploads of weekend homework, which he was dreading with the intensity of a thousand suns. After a pretty normal 6 hour homework session, he fell asleep, forgetting completely about the copies of SBurb, the game that had just recently been released to the public, but was ALREADY EXPLAINED. The next day, he woke up and promptly got dressed and ready for an all-day gaming session. As he booted up his laptop, he noticed two disks on his desk. His copies of SBurb! He silently wondered why there were two discs for one game, as one DVD could hold an entire game. Before inserting the discs, he decided to ask one of his (read: only) online chums, someone who called himself Ender. Seth really appreciated the reference, as he loves the book where it originated, never even considering it to be Ender's real name.

SHOW PESTERLOG

(OOC: I don't know how to add colors, so if someone could tell me how to do that in the OOC thread, that'd be really helpful.)
-EDIT- (thanks)

**Krotar** · 03-27-2011, 04:49 PM

Nathaniel Belmen walked into his home, an excited look on his face. His mother soon took notice and asked him what had him in such a good mood. The young man replied, in a voice that was very casual and not suspicious in the slightest, that it was nothing in particular and totally nothing to flip her lid over. He then, very casually, dashed upstairs to his room and slammed the door behind him. Smooth. As. Silk. Once he felt the coast was clear, he began to giggle to himself. If his mother knew what he'd bought, she'd never let him keep it. First things first, though. He needed to tell someone about this! He went straight to his laptop and booted it up. It took a minute or two, which was plenty of time for a cursory glance of his bedroom. The walls were covered with several heroic visages, HEROes from video games, movies, TV shows, anime, anywhere that HEROes were known to be found. The bookcase was bursting with adventure novels, manga, and video games where good always triumphed over evil. Resting on a simple dresser were several heroic artifacts, such as a plastic knight's shield, action figures, and a single stuffed dog. The laptop finished booting up, but before the young man could pester one of his friends, he was contacted by a chumhandle he did not recognize.

>view pesterlog

Well that was certainly odd! It's been some time since he was contacted by someone he didn't know, let alone one so mysterious! Now, what was he doing? Oh yeah! Contacting a friend! News this awesome must not be kept to one's self! He decided to talk to AA, who called himself Cid. This was obviously his real name. Nathaniel was quite certain of it.

>view pesterlog

One thing is for sure. This young man is far too old and heroic to have a stuffed puppy sitting on his dresser! Nathaniel picked up the dog and stared at it intently. He'd had Max since he was like, five years old. He used to believe the stuffed dog scared nightmares away as he slept. He knew better now, but he refused to let such heroic service go unrewarded! He planned to give the dog to his first kid...if he ever found a girlfriend, got married, and had kids, that is. Still, he had an image to keep. He captchalogued the stuffed dog. He'd be safe from prying eyes in his captchalogue deck. Good. that was taken care of. Now to get to work on getting a spear!

**zingo47** · 03-27-2011, 05:18 PM

After retreiving the discs from their cases, Seth inserts the Host disc and begins to install it. While he waits, he notices that someone is pestering hi-... wait, he's never seen this name before. Let's see what the random dude wants, shall we?

SHOW PESTERLOG

Huh. Well, that was entertaining, and I've got to admit, the guy had a great imagination. I look forward to those 'later conversations'... Oh, look, LM's online still. I guess I'll talk to him about it.

SHOW PESTERLOG

I'll look up this guy's name, see what I can find. Too bad I forgot to tell LM that people can get your chumhandle by simply going to the 'Userlist'...

**Subrosian** · 03-27-2011, 05:19 PM

On the way out his door, Cid was stopped by his landlord who had just come up to investigate what all the commotion was. His heart jumped up into his throat when he saw the girl from 2E also standing out in the hall with several other spectators. She was clearly interested in what was going on because it involved him. That was undoubtedly the case. Cid shook that thought out of his head because it was completely stupid.

"Uh hey, what's up," he asked, trying to block his door from view but he was gently pushed aside to allow the man to enter. "Hey what are you doing? Come on, don't just barge in there like that."

The landlord entered to see that the room was in one piece, albeit a little cluttered but nothing was out of the ordinary. "I just got a report that a bed flew from your floor and crashed onto a guys car then apparently got up and floated away to the roof."

Cid laughed sheepishly and looked past him into his room to see that everything was in its exact place. "Well that's just outrageous," he reassured him. "If my bed was the culprit in this vandalism of someone's vehicle, what is it doing in my room instead of being on the roof where people claimed it was?"

Scratching his scruffy chin the man shook his head and shrugged, knowing that there was no evidence proving it had been his bed at all especially if it was not on the roof. "Alright well we'll leave it alone for now and let the guy suffer a pulverized car," he retorted. "He was a jerk anyway." With that, he walked away and left Cid alone in the hallway as the other tenants filed back into their rooms disappointed.

Continuing his ascension to the roof, Cid briefly glanced over at the girl he always had his gaze fixated upon and they locked eyes only for a second before he turned back away and continued upward. He had to get up to the roof and get back into contact with Ender.

Upon reaching his destination and booting up his laptop which also automatically connected to pesterchum, he was immediately bombarded with a new message from some unknown chum he did not know.

Show Pesterlog

Cid had no time for that nonsense and he promptly blocked the stupid spamming jerk off. Another of Cid's chums decided to pester him, but that conversation was already seen here so there is no reason to see it again.

He would have pestered LM but apparently his piece of crap laptop blew out on him like the archaic piece of garbage it was since he was not online. Cid was very angry about that development.

**Meira** · 03-27-2011, 09:01 PM

It had been an hour, two hours? Hell, Elena didn't know. She was so easily consumed in her various artistic endeavors that her days tended to bleed together. Though today she was pretty sure her SBURB game was supposed to come in the mail. However, when she checked earlier, her mailbox was bare. "I wonder if Cid got his copy yet.." The two had met years back in elementary school, but he later moved away when she got into high school. Luckily they still remained in contact over the years using Pesterchum. Right as Elena was about to pester Cid, she is interrupted by the constant calling of her name from another room across the hall.

"augh.." Elena groaned in a bratty manner before handling what was a simple fetch of the TV remote for her otherwise immobile mother. Upon her return, she had just missed her chance to talk to Cid as his chumhandle dimmed into "offline" status. In her frustration she whips opens a program valled "ME TORRENT" and begins searching for a SBURB torrent. "I can't wait, I bought it anyway right..?" she tried reassuring herself that her deed wouldn't matter either way.

While her waiting for her download to finish, she reaches for her gameboy and proceeds to zone out into her own little digital world of beep and boop noises. In about 6 hours, the game finally finishes downloading. She couldn't imagine how long it'd have taken had her internet had been anything but the best. Upon shutting down ME TORRENT, she is pestered by some random person.

SHOW PESTERLOG

"Was that even a person? People on the internet sure are weird," she thought to herself, pretty much blowing off the entire notion . "Let's see if AA's online yet.."

**fractalWizard** · 03-27-2011, 09:22 PM

[PRESENT]
Having successfully gotten in through the security, HC leaped over across the rooftops to the Dersite Kingdom Labratory. He looked at the door. Cracked down on security... he thought. He climbed up to the roof. Heh, knew it. Air vents. HE jumpend into the air vent thing you see on the rooftops all the time, and snuck down to the lower levels of the facility.

He came to the room he was told to aquire the tech from. There he saw it: 10 captchalouge cards, colored black. He jumped down without looking- a fatal mistake. There was another person there: The Superior Scientist...

**Ender Rydel** · 03-27-2011, 11:57 PM

Ender was finding it hard to keep his normally calm, collected, and chill demeanor. His eyebrow twitched a bit in frustration as he stared at the now mostly blue screen of his computer, displaying some random error message he didn't particularly care about in white-colored text. As far as he was concerned all it am mounted to was the fact that his shitty laptop's hardd rive had seized up again and he had to do another fucking hard reboot. It didn't help the fact that the archaic piece of shit took roughly 15 minutes to boot up normally. Sighing softly the youth removed the power cord to his computer and pulled the battery out in order to force it to shut down, before replacing both and waiting for the damn thing to boot up again.

It had happened shortly after his conversations with Seth. Cid probably wasn't very happy with him. He was always disappearing at critical moments due to his laptop's stupid shenanigans. In the back of his mind...the warning that weird silentBenefactor guy was still playing back to him. Get Cid into the medium as quickly as possible...the hell did he mean by that? Maybe...just maybe Sburb WAS more then just a game. I mean, it DID bend the laws of physics. Sure, the game-companies had been releasing tons of new games in the Augemented Reality genre as of yet...but he didn't think they had advanced THIS far...

...He was probably putting way too much thought into this. Ah well. His computer was back online. Hopefully Cid wasn't too pissed at his sudden disappearance.

**fractalWizard** · 03-28-2011, 10:37 AM

[Yeah, this is just something I doodled during class acout my storyline part. Also, the way I've been developing Derse/Prospit seems to be that Derse is technological while Prospit is more mideval. Just sorta comes off theat way to me off what I've written, I guess. Anyways...]

http://orangejediman.deviantart.com/...A-RP-202669588

SS has a LASERKIND specibus equipped! SS attacks!

**lovelyAssistant** · 03-28-2011, 12:18 PM

Hours in the past, but not many...

Dana Blackwell shuffled inside as quickly as she could, slammed the door behind her and locked it, only breathing easy again once she was secure. The curtains were open slightly, but the house was dim enough that Dana removed her sunglasses and pocketed them before making her way to her bedroom. Her uncle was obviously not home; the lights were all still off, as was the television. Dinner would be a solo event tonight, Dana decided.

Once in her bedroom Dana closed the door, effectively blocking out most of the outside world, and finally allowed herself to relax. She dropped her backpack to the floor and crossed to her bed, intending to pick up a book for the next few hours. Amidst the tangle of sheets, however, there was a package that she didn't recognize. The logo on the front tipped her off, however - her copy of Sburb, of course. Her uncle must have brought it in for her while she was at school. Dana frowned; she had done some research on the game, and tempting as it seemed to play, it also appeared to be solely a multiplayer game.

She was interrupted in her musings by her computer beeping insistently - someone was pestering her. Had she really left her computer on all day? Dana sat down in front of her computer, and her frown deepened when she saw that it was a chumhandle she didn't recognize. Who was this person, and why were they talking to her?

That was annoying. Who was this stranger, thinking that he - or she - could just pester someone and give no information at all? And how did they know about the game session? Whoever this was, they seemed to think that it was inevitable that Dana was going to play this game, and with multiple others, at that. This bore further investigation. Dana made a mental note to investigate this silentBenefactor. She was unable to get much farther than this, however, before she was being pestered again, this time by a familiar handle.

Dana sat back in her computer chair, mind whirring. Whoever this silentBenefactor was, they seemed interesting. Potentially dangerous to her privacy, but interesting nonetheless. She glanced over at the Sburb discs thoughtfully. One way to thwart this person could be to refuse to play the game.

She sighed, and grabbed the game discs from off of her bed. That wasn't going to happen; her interest was piqued, and she wanted to see how this would play out. Perhaps, if she played, this silentBenefactor would pester her again, and more information could be gleaned from that. Besides, it seemed like everyone else who was playing had been contacted by SB as well. Yes, playing the game was obviously the best course of action.

Dana slipped the Client disc into her computer, and began the loading process.

**zingo47** · 03-28-2011, 08:45 PM

Waiting impatiently for someone to come along and allow him to PLAY HIS DAMN GAME, Seth got really bored of spending all his time on forums, and decided to pester LM again, for the hell of it. Let's see if he has any new info on the game...

Well then. There are more weirdos like SB out there at the moment? That could be a decent distraction. Seth glares at the new Sburb icons on his desktop.

**Krotar** · 03-28-2011, 10:46 PM

As Nathaniel began descending the stairs, he caught sight of his younger sister. They had engaged in many a strife in the past. All of them initiated by Nathaniel, of course, and they pretty much all ended with his sister immediately absconding. Still, it never hurt to tr-
"MOM! Nathan's gunna try to strife with me again!"
Curses! Foiled again! After a stern talking to by his mother, he was informed that she and his sister would be out on errands for several hours and that he was to watch the house while they were gone. Nathaniel gave a salute in reply and watched the two leave. Perfect! Now he wouldn't need to sneak all over the house, gathering his materials through stealthy shenanigans! He wandered about the house, collecting a butterknife, the handle of a broom, and a roll of tape in his sylladex. Once he'd collected all his materials, he sat down in the living room to get to work. "All righty then! Let's see if I can't get a handle on this weapon-crafting business!" And with that horrible pun, the broom handle was ejected from its card, landed with little sound on the plush carpet. Nathaniel was a whiz with puns, so the Puncraft Modus was an obvious choice for him. "I really ought to tape this moment for posterity!" And out came the tape. "Okay, now it sure would be knife to have the last piece!" And out came the knife. He set the butterknife at the end of the handle, then fastened it on with a heaping load of tape. Once it was finished, he held it up, grinning at it stupidly. It was at this moment that he realized a steak knife would probably have made for a better weapon. On the other hand, all the steak knives were currently dirty, and it would not do for a HERO to have a weapon covered in last night's pork chops. Satisfied for now, he set his strife specibus to spearkind.
His weapon crafted to perfection, he was about to head back upstairs when he heard the mail truck. That meant his copy of Sburb must've arrived! The young man dashed out of his house with wild abandon. He payed dearly for this error in judgement, however. Standing between him and the mail box was a beast most foul and terrifying. It went by many names: The Render of Shells, the Acrobat of Demise, the...the...okay, so it was just a squirrel. Nathaniel chose to ignore this fact, though. He needed an excuse to test his new weapon!

STRIFE

>Show Strife Log (click STRIFE for optional chiptune battle music I found on the Youtubes.)

That was...a resounding success. Yes. That's what it was. And that is exactly what Nathaniel would tell anyone should he ever be questioned about this. The squirrel absconded. That made him the winner by default. None could argue this fact. Still, he decided to keep the tale of his totally legitimate and heroic victory to himself. No need to go around bragging. Nope.
He rose from the ground, checking his face for open wounds battle scars. Fortunately, he had just overreacted like a big baby gotten confused in the heat of battle, and his eyes were perfectly fine. There were a few cuts on his face, but nothing worse than he'd get shaving. With the beast gone, Nathaniel retrieved the mail. There were several envelopes, no doubt bills and bank statements and whatnot. The only one that interested Nathaniel, however, was the one with the Sburb official logo on it. He captchalogued the beta, but kept the rest of the mail on hand. He didn't feel like making a mail pun just now. He instead decided to return to his bedroom to see about installing the game.
Having dumped the mail on a table downstairs, Nathaniel approached his bed. "I'd beta get this installed quick! The longer I wait, the longer this game goes without a HERO!" The beta plopped onto Nathaniel's bed. Once he got it opened, he found there were two discs inside. Cameron hadn't played a multi-disc game since the PS2 was still hot shit and the Xbox was just a joke. He decided to consult a friend on the matter, only to find one already contacting him.

>Show Pesterlog

That sneaky bastard! Exploiting Nathaniel's inexperience with girls for his own, sick amusement! If he didn't know any better, he'd say that Cid didn't have his best interests at heart and was not to be trusted, but that was over-dramatic and silly.
It was true, Nathaniel's books/manga/video games often involved the HERO getting the girl, but they were always a bit vague on what happened after that. Also, Nathaniel wasn't so absorbed in these fantasies to actually believe successful romantic relationships were as simple as slaying a dragon or choosing the right responses in private action events. It was one of the many ways of the HERO he had yet to master. Welp. No time like the present to start learning, he guessed? He'd just act like he would when talking to AA or LM for now. Question was: which would he try talking to first?

**Subrosian** · 03-28-2011, 11:22 PM

While Cid waited for Ender's shitty laptop to come back online he decided to poke around at the three unusual concoctions he managed to create before his computer exploded. He did not have much time to inspect them as he saw a lone figure standing in the doorway that was the only blond haired female with green eyes he knew to live in his apartment, the girl from 2E, whom he knew was named Cassandra but everyone referred to everyone by their room number most of the time.

"H-Hey 2E," Cid said, stuttering slightly and rubbing the back of his head. "What's up?" Yeah, he sure was the sultan of smooth there. His repertoire of interesting sayings had fallen short and he was left with a generic one.

Cassandra looked inquisitively at everything that was surrounded him before actually shifting her gaze to him and responding. "What is all of this stuff? The super says you've been acting kinda weird today after the possessed bed incident."

Laughing sheepishly and trying miserably to play it off as something that did not interest in involve him, Cid swallowed hard and looked around at the large machinery to think of an explanation. "It's a...project for class. It's for...one of my biology labs!" Nice going, champ, she was sure to disregard that one as being preposterous.

Shrugging and walking over to him she sat down with her back to the air conditioner. "Okay, that's cool I guess," she replied. "I was never very good at science in high school, I was more of a history kind of person. I always had a good memory for numbers and names and stuff."

Cid let out a noticeable sigh and sat down next to her sort of on instinct before flipping his laptop back open and seeing that Ender was finally back online. He was also receiving another message from another mystery chumhandle he had never seen.

"Hey um, I would kind of like to get some work done," Cid began, feeling a lump in his throat as he turned to lock eyes with her. "So if you could...try not to disturb me, that would be great." He kicked himself inwardly for not sending her away, because he knew that if the stuff they were doing was weird for him, it would probably cause her to flip her shit.

View Pesterlog(s)

After Cid had managed to complete all of his activities instructed to him by Ender and witness 2E flip her shit and run off, the rumbling he felt during the conversation came full circle and caused a building to collapse like something had hit it on purpose. Cars were being flattened by an invisible force, people kicked aside like insects and smashed against the sides of walls and Cid stood dumbfounded as a witness to it all.

The timer continued to tick down rapidly, breaching the five minute mark and never slowing for a second. He felt his heart pounding against his chest as a large camouflaged silhouette stopped in front of his building and materialized to reveal itself as a giant ogre-like monstrosity decked out in bronze armor similar to that worn by Roman gladiators. On its shoulders was another figure shrouded head to toe in similar armor, except theirs was made from tempered steel and a nasty looking battle ax was at their side.

"What the hell is going on with this game," he shouted, backing away with his artifact in his hand and looking at the timer to see he only had three minutes to go to find out how to enter the Medium. "There's no way this is true...! This is...This is a nightmare!"

Just to prove how real everything was, the Gladiator Ogre slammed its mighty fist into the side of the building and demolished everything on the fourth floor, leaving a gaping hole in it to show the massive destruction it caused.

Now terrified for his life Cid ran to the other side of the building and stopped just before he fell to a horrible death. The gap between his building and the next was fairly short but he was concerned if he would be able to make it or not. As if matters were not bad enough already Cid now realized what the timer was ticking down to as he looked up at the sky to see it rip apart and reveal a meteor hurtling straight toward his location.

"Oh man...! Oh fuck...!" He took a step back and turned around to see the ogre, but then he noticed his Kernelsprite thing that Ender mentioned and he beckoned to it. "Ender said you weren't going to be capable of intelligent thought yet, but you're the only hope I've got! Please...! You have to help me!"

The floating dragon head snapped its slitted eyes open and turned its attention toward the Gladiator Ogre that was lifting its massive hand to crush the structure and send Cid plummeting down along with it. With a deafening roar it sprang to life and unleashed a stream of flame from its mouth that engulfed the beast entirely. The figure riding the creature was smart enough to leap away and land on the adjacent building, eying Cid from between the visor of their helmet. They pointed a finger at them and thrust their thumb down while making a slicing motion across their throat.

Cid saw them out of the corner of their eye but was too preoccupied with dodging embers that were blowing everywhere from the Dragonsprites attack. One of the flames hit his artifact and began to quickly burn it, causing the pages to blacken and crackle to the point he dropped it.

"Oh no," he was horrified to see a book on fire and began to rapidly attempt dousing the flame but to no avail. It suddenly occurred to him that perhaps the burning of the book was necessary so Cid picked it up and ran toward where the flames had gathered heavily.

Only ten seconds remained when he tossed the book into the fire. The building became surrounded in a radiant white light and disappeared, conveniently enough at the same time as the unknown assassin and their monstrous pet. Unfortunately for all those left behind the meteor impacted with devastation going beyond the charts and leveled the entire city to the ground in an instant.

**Ender Rydel** · 03-29-2011, 12:12 AM

Ender could feel himself becoming somewhat antsy. As he waited for his computer to boot up he continued to go over what silentBenefactor had told him. He had warned him to get Cid into the medium as quickly as possible. As if some horrible event would take place if he did not act quickly enough. It was unnerving to say the least. But at the same time was it really necessary for him to worry about it. In the end, Sburb was still nothing more then a game. Unfortunately, before Ender could ponder this any further, he once again found himself being harassed by someone he did not recognize.

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Good lord. There were weirdos everywhere today. It was enough to make Ender thing that maybe he had accidentally downloaded some spyware that was randomly sending his chumHandle out to other people. But then again...it was also strange. Two different people bothering him with vague messages and warnings about Sburb in less then the span of two hours of one another. They hadn't seemed to know one another either. Or, at the very least, had pretended not to. Was it just a coincidence? Was their some big group out there dedicated to trolling new players of Sburb? Or were they right...and was there really something more behind the game? No matter...he had to get into contact with Cid. But before that...

...Ah hell. Seth was bugging him again. Better get that out of the way first. Wasn't like he could just ignore his friend. And Cid seemed to have gone idle anyway. Probably distracted from that girl from 2E he was always crushing on.

Finally, Ender managed to get in touch with his friend. Of course...Cid wasn't too happy about his sudden disappearance. But such was to be expected. To Ender's relief, nothing strange seemed to be happening on his end. Well...nothing aside from the antics he and the other had already created themselves by installing and playing Sburb. The youth sighed as he brought up one of the walkthroughs on GameFAQs. Damn...these things were vague. Rambling on about Cruxite Dowels, Kernelsprites and Prototyping without really giving any real detail as to what the hell they meant with all this gobbledygook and how it was relevant to the game as a whole. After a bit of small talk, Ender set about walking Cid through the steps to getting into his medium. All seemed to be going well. That is until his friend suddenly disconnected on him.

With the connection cut, all visuals Ender had on his friend went blank. His heart sank. Cid had mentioned something about buildings collasping before he had randomly been thrown offline. He had to get into contact with him again somehow.

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Oh man...shit was getting real. It began to dawn on him that perhaps silentBenefactor and rogueRaganrok hadn't just been spouting bullshit when they had warned them about Sburb. Was the game somehow responsible for the meteors that had been crashing into the Earth over the past few days? And was Cid right in thinking that the only way to escape these disasters was to keep playing? What about the others? Would he be putting them in danger if he had them connect to their session? There were too many questions left unanswered. Too many things to consider. And then there was that fucking Ogre Cid had mentioned too. What the hell was up with that? Monsters appearing out nowhere? This was like some bad sci-fi film!

...And of course...there was also the sinking sensation that his own clock might be ticking down...slowly...as Cid's had. This was no time to loose his cool. First things first. He had to get into contact with Nathanael and Seth. He also had to find this greyscaleRecluse person Cid had mentioned as well. The more people he could inform about this madness, the better. He might not have been able to stop the meteors. But Cid had survived somehow. Maybe...just maybe Sburb was the way to end this madness. Even if it was what had started it in the first place.

**fractalWizard** · 03-29-2011, 11:39 AM

[Present]
Show Strife Log: Music

HC: Level up for victory!

HC made his way up to the roof - Now he just needed a way back.

[FUTURE]
HC was digging in the sand when he noticed a small white patch with a strange spirographic symbol. Opening it, he found a ladder leading down to a door. Could this lead me to my memory? he thought. When he got in, he noticed a six-screened rectangle with a keyboard attached. One of the screens was on, and on it was a very familiar looking boy. Do I know him? HC watched the boy for a while (As soon as 2E came in and saw the Machinery in AA's post).

HC saw that the boy was in trouble, and that his mate (what he thought 2E was) needed to be rescued. He took a chance and typed to the boy.

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As he watched AA strife, HC thought Meteors, Why does that sound so familiar? I cant remember. Ug, I hope the kid will be alright...

**Subrosian** · 03-29-2011, 12:42 PM

After much trial and tribulation Cid had entered the Medium against all odds in the form of a giant murderous Ogre and a meteor apocalypse. He contacted some of his friends in order to let them know he was fine as well as inform them of the impending doom of the meteors hurtling towards the Earth but there were other things he had to worry about in the form of scraping and growling noises coming from within his own apartment.

Cid was not sure if any of the other tenants had survived the entrance into the Medium but he was pretty sure most of them fled in terror at the sight of the Ogre. However when he was contacted by a mysterious voice in his head that had knowledge of 2E and mentioned she might still be alive it left Cid hopeful that there were survivors. It also filled him with a sense of dread at the thought that the creatures below could be doing them harm...or worse, they could have been mutated from the humans into them.

The idea sent a shiver down his spine but he had little time to consider it as his guiding voice warned him of an enemy to the right! He barely had enough time to acknowledge it and look to the side before a clawed hand scratched his face, leaving three bleeding marks and knocking him away with a head butt to the stomach.

Cid analyzed the monster as soon as he got his bearings and his breath back. It was a stumpy little creature with a ceramic looking body structure, a long snout, slitted eyes, clawed hands and a wicked looking dragon tail. Apparently it took on the same features that his dragon figurine had when he initially prototyped it. He had no idea where Dragonsprite was but he would worry about that later since the little Ceramic Imp had every intention on fighting him.

So Cid prepared for a STRIFE.

STRIFE LOG - MUSIC

Climb that Echeladder!

Looking at the closed door, Cid examined it before slowly opening it and gazing down the stairs to see the stairwell was empty, though he still heard the noises from before. It was going to be a long day.

**Ender Rydel** · 03-29-2011, 10:08 PM

Ender sat at his computer desk with his head in his hands. This was all getting way too weird for him. One of his best friend's homes had been completely leveled. Giant ogres were on the loose. And the more he thought about it the more the youth began to realize that Sburb, somehow or another, must have been responsible for it all. It couldn't have been a coincidence. The warnings, the game, the strange incidents. They were all interconnected. He had been an idiot not to notice it before.

He glanced out the window. He was home alone for the time being. His younger sister was in another city at college. He could only hope that she was as far away from this madness as possible. His mother and father, meanwhile, were visiting his older sister and her fiance, who lived a good hour away in the suburbs on the outskirts of the city. The youth looked up at the sky. Though it was only mid-afternoon, the normally blue, clear sky seemed to burn an ominous, reddish orange color. His mind flashed to the meteors. They were landing here too...he didn't have much time.

Now was no time to loose his cool, however. He had work to do. Cid had told him to get into contact with loneSeeker, unemployedHero, and greyScale recluse. Luckily...it seemed LS was already trying to contact him. Good. That saved him the trouble of trying to find a server player.

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Ender whirled around as the door to his room suddenly came flying off the hinges, revealing a small, impish-creature with a wolf-like head and rather nasty looking claws. Slamming his laptop shut, the young male leapt to his feet and prepared for STRIFE

Show Strifelog: - MUSIC

Climb that Echeladder!

"Shit...that smarts..." Ender grunted, tenderly placing a hand over the claw wounds he had received from the imp. Fortunately they didn't seem too serious. Nothing worse then what is old cats would have given him in the past. Perhaps he should have contacted LS to let him know he was alright. But he could still hear scratching downstairs...more imps were coming. And the timer was still counting down.

He checked the Cruxtruder. 15 minutes and counting. Shit...that battle had taken him longer then he thought. He had to figure out what to do with this damn bone, and quick. Before he could figure out what to do with it however, Wolfsprite suddenly rushed forward at him, knocking him backwards and seizing the bone it is powerful jaws.

"H-hey! Come back here! I need that!" Crying out indignantly, the youth rose to his feet and took chase after the mischievous canine. Before he could stop it, however, the Wolfsprite had already crushed the bone in its powerful jaws. A white-colored light suddenly enveloped the entirety of Ender's home. A strange sensensation of vertigo overwhelmed him...and the next thing he knew...it ended.

Shaking his head, the youth examined his surroundings once more. As far as he could tell he was still in his home. Something...seemed different though. Making his way to his window, his eyes widened as he looked out to see, not his familiar, intercity neighborhood, but rather...a large expanse of lush, green jungle...with great, almost fang-like structures protruding from the ground for as far as the eye could see. "Something tells me I'm not in Ohio anymore..."

**lovelyAssistant** · 03-30-2011, 12:57 AM

Dana's evening was fairly normal - she fixed herself dinner (peanut butter and pickle sandwiches... yay?), ate it quickly, and then returned to her bedroom for an evening of leisurely reading. Unfortunately, she kept getting distracted from her book, looking over at her computer to check on the status of the game. After about an hour of stubbornly trying to focus on her book, Dana finally gave up. She moved her laptop onto her bed and sat cross-legged in front of it, noting that although the host disc had loaded, she still did not have a server to connect to. This would have to be remedied.

Dana considered pestering Cid about this, but he seemed to be offline. As luck would have it, however, unemployedHero seemed to be online. Now was as good a time as any to perster her would-be server, Dana thought, and perhaps learn more both about him and the game they were to play.

Well, that was interesting. This unemployedHero seemed an agreeable fellow, if not the sharpest crayon in the box. He will likely make a good server player, Dana thought, but was interrupted from her musings by the chime of her computer. Cid had apparently come online in the time it had taken her to contact UH, thank goodness.

Even if it had been, Dana suddenly realized, she wouldn't have received that information. The radio and television had remained off since she had arrived home, and no newspaper had been evident. She quickly opened an internet browser and surfed to a major news website, her blood running cold the moment she saw the headline on the main page: Meteor Strike Demolishes Major City: Unknown Number Deceased
Hands shaking slightly, Dana returned to her chat window.

Well. Cid was still alive, at least. That was something. Dana's brow furrowed as she tried to fight back the panic rising within her. This game definitely was more than it seemed to be, that much was clear. Whether or not it was connected to the meteor strikes was unclear, but somehow the game had gotten Cid out of the way of his city being demolished, so that was something, at least.

Dana's resolve to start playing the game was only strengthened, but she suddenly realized that she had completely forgotten to ask Cid whether or not she and UH could begin playing, curse it all. She went back to Pesterchum with the intent to bother Cid, but he was already gone. Just as Dana was about to leave, her computer chimed that she was being pestered, this time by an unfamiliar name.

Dana sat back from her computer, actually shaking now. That was likely the most terrifying conversation she had ever had. Questions whirled in her mind nonstop, mostly concerning this sexualAmbiguity and what he/she had said.

It was unlikely that SA was an alien, but it was also unlikely that a video game could defy the laws of physics and save someone from a meteor shower. Besides, the alien (god?) theory fit best with the facts as she knew them; it explained how this SA had gained access to such private information. As for Xis claims that Xe had spoken to Dana in Xis past/her future, they could only be substatiated when such conversations occurred. Yes, this was definitely the most rational way to go about it - wait for further proof before making any decisions.

Dana put her laptop back on her desk, making sure to point it away from her bed. She scanned her room carefully for cameras, and then curled up under her blankets with only the top of her head and her eyes poking out from their safe haven. There would be no sleep tonight, so she might as well wait for UH or Cid to pester her again.

**Meira** · 03-30-2011, 03:10 PM

After glancing back at her chumroll, Elena receives her long awaited pester
SHOW PESTERLOG

“Sweet. Now I just gotta figure out who this ‘hero’ guy is.” Curiously, she types his name in and adds it to her chumrol. What luck! It looks like this guy’s online. “Guess it’s I should introduce myself.”
SHOWPESTERLOG

Turning around from her desktop, Elena scopes her room for a particular item. She shuffles over in a rhythmic, goofy manner to her guitar stand holding a canary yellow guitar. Popping out her brand spanking new RAINBOW fetch modus, she captchalouges it in one of the four card slots causing it to be labeled simply as "yellow". Elena nods with content. “This is so much easier than my BRAIN WARP fetch modus”. She zones out a moment recalling a time where she couldn’t CRACK THE CODE get her lunch money out of it. It’s probably still in there to this day.
Lost in thought, Elena hadn’t noticed she stepped on several yellow objects filling the remaining three cards in her sylladex. An empty Lays’ Chips bag, a can of Pledge and a rubber ducky. All four cards in her sylladex were now labeled “yellow”. “This is just silly,” she mumbled trying to retrieve and dispose of the useless items in her possession. The sylladex refuses her and ask for something yellow to replace in her inventory.
“dhfgjgayhdjnjkuagd” is what she would say to express her frustration if it was audible. “I’ll have to deal with this later..” As a last resort, Elena allocates her Strife Specibus as “AXEKIND”, applying her guitar to it in an attempt to free up space. “Suddenly Brain Warp is starting to look like a keeper, but I’ll give this Rainbow another shot.”

**Subrosian** · 03-30-2011, 04:33 PM

Before Cid proceeded to go down the stairs he slapped his forehead and remembered that he never told GR to get into the Medium as soon as possible. He closed the door and locked it despite that being pointless since the Imps could scale the wall through the gaping hole in the building.

Sitting down with his back to the door, Cid was relieved to see that she was online so he began pestering her.

View Pesterlog

At the exact moment that he was finished with GR, Cid saw that LM logged in as well so he made sure to pester him and let him know that he should talk to GR since he did just get done telling her that she would get messaged by him momentarily.

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Flipping his laptop shut and storing it in his Sylladex, Cid reopened the door and descended the stairs cautiously. When he reached the fourth floor he was immediately set upon by several dozen Imps that had bust the door open. However before he could even do anything a stream of fire ripped through the hall, killing all of the Imps and leaving behind more precious minerals that he quickly collected.

Peeking his head out into the corridor, Cid was relieved to see Dragonsprite and he pat him on the head tentatively, shocked to see that it was somewhat solid. "Good dragon, best sprite," he commented before turning around and making his way down the narrow path looking for 2E. "We gotta find her, Dragonsprite. You remember her don't you? The girl."

Dragonsprite was unresponsive and it simply nodded its head in compliance to what it was told. Cid was surprised it was so obedient since he knew that most of the time dragons were proud and vain creatures which often needed their ego stroked before listening to anything anyone said to them.

~~~

Elsewhere in another location far from Cid's planet, the armored figure that attacked him sat down in the shadows of a modest cave dwelling before cracking open a book next to a candle. They pulled out a quill pen and began to write within its pages where a message was immediately given back to them from another messenger.

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