[OOC] Sburb/Sgrub Omega

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We lost alyss. can't you check the sync?

[ch00_bakka]

Doesnt work on ipad. But im on a computer right now, so i can check.

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Good deal.

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Poppy and Stephen

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-- sirrKnowledge [SK] began pestering canopicJamjars [CJ] at 16:14 --
SK: Hello Poppy.
CJ: Hello.
CJ: How're you?
SK: I am doing qvite vell.
SK: Hov have yov been doing?
CJ: Oh, you know...
SK: Ah.
SK: Yes.
CJ: The fever's finally down today.
SK: That's good.
CJ: I might get around to playing some games later.
SK: Vell, at least yov are vell enovgh to vse yovr compvter today.
CJ: Mhm.
CJ: Kyle will be happy about that.
SK: Yes, he vill.
SK: He really vorries abovt yov, yov knov.
SK: He vorries abovt everyone...
CJ: No shit, Sherlock.
CJ: He's going to give himself an ulcer at that rate.
SK: I mean, last vinter I got a very mild cold and told hima bovt it
SK: *him abovt
SK: And he thovgh I vas abovt to die or something.
CJ: Hah, I remember that.
CJ: He kept asking me about cures for whooping cough and tuberculosis.
SK: "Oh no! Stephen's sniffling slightly!"
CJ: Those aren't even remotely related.
SK: "He mvst have Bvbonic Plagve"
CJ: Hahaha.
CJ: Oh gosh, the one time I got the Plague Plushie.
SK: ...
SK: Plagve Plvshie?
CJ: Oh, didn't I mention it?
SK: Is that one of those giant stvffed microbes?
CJ: Yes.
CJ: It's great.
SK: I bet.
CJ: My uncle got it for me for getting top marks on my Bio exam.
SK: I can imagine yov snvggling vp in a pile of deadly diseases.
SK: "Oh, mister common cold, vovld yov like some more tea?"
CJ: Haha, I wish.
SK: "And vhat abovt yov, Miss Inflvenza? Hov are the children?"
CJ: I've only got Yersina Pestis and Ebola
SK: Ebola? Really?
CJ: Yeah.
SK: Ha.
CJ: I wanted Anthrax, but it was out of stock at the time.
SK: Yov're probably on some CIA vatchlist nov.
SK: Ivst for saying that sentence.
CJ: Heh.
SK: The spooks are going to fly to England and ransack yovr apartment.
CJ: I'm pretty sure MI5 has already told them to ignore me.
SK: Indeed.
CJ: "Oh don't worry, her uncles a taxidermist. The worst possible threat is if you ask for a cup of sugar and she sneezes on it."
SK: "Vhat? She ordered a book that has details on anthrax creation? Oh don't vorry. She's a sveet girl. She vovldn't hvrt anyone."
CJ: -Couldn't- hurt anyone.
CJ: Unless you happen to be a mouse.
CJ: But that's another thing all together.
SK: Actvally, there are vays of constrvcting deadly bombs that reqvire sterile environments.
SK: So yov vovld easily be able to send a ltterbomb or something.
SK: *letterbomb
CJ: Yeah, but who would I send it to?
SK: That's a good qvestion.
SK: Kyle's antagonists?
CJ: Huh...
CJ: You know, that might actually be a good idea.
CJ: I'll ask him for their post codes next time.
SK: Yov hear that lovd banging?
SK: That's MI5 breaking dovn yovr door.
SK: Coming in to arrest yov for conspiracy to mvtilate schoolyard bvllies.
CJ: "They were terrorists, sir. In league with the RIA and Al Qaeda."
CJ: Oh wait, Al Qaeda doesn't exist.
CJ: Whoops.
SK: I'm svre the bvllies vere trying to terrorize Kyle so he vovld svpport the Irish Islamo-Facist Illvminati.
CJ: Kind of a terrible recruitment policy.
SK: Everyone knovs that they recrvit only cheery thirteen-year-olds vho are obsessed vith *Maiiyikk*
SK: Yeah, isn't it?
CJ: Unless it's a Batman Gambit Reverse Psychology Switcheroo thing.
CJ: Obviously they are trying to reap Kyle as an incredibly evil sorcerer hell bent on world domination.
SK: Exactly.
CJ: Obviously chronic bullying is the most important part of a Freudian Excuse for pure evil.
SK: He vill gain the Dahrkk Maggyicckzs of the Oriiiinal Szeers and overthrov the vestern vorld.
SK: He'll shov them.
SK: He'll shov them ALL
CJ: Too bad Kyle doesn't have an evil bone in his body.
SK: MVAHAHAHA
SK: Yeah.
SK: That's kind of a flav in their plan.
CJ: The most he'll be able to show them is a '~really NEAT card trick!!~'
SK: That card trick vill be the **~~∞Great Inkantashvn∞~~** that vill svmmon the helldark grimlords of the netherspavn hellreaches.
SK: Or some favx-Lovecraftian elder gods or other.
CJ: It turns out that Inkatashun is actually just his sister in a cucumber facemask and fuzzy slippers.
SK: Actvally, I'd rather face a legion of Elder Gods than his sister before her coffee.
CJ: ~BEHOLD THE MOST TERRIFYING THING IN THE UNIVERSE~
SK: If his stories are anything to go on.
CJ: Hahaha
CJ: ... True.
CJ: Which makes you wonder why he hasn't just fed the bullies to her yet.
SK: Becavse he doesn't vant to go to advlts for help!
SK: He vants do do it himself!
CJ: Ah, yes. Pride.
SK: Vith his ~~~~Maggickcckk Povers~~~~~
SK: Vhy does he persist in his belief in mystical forces beyond the ken of man, anyvay?
CJ: I don't know.
CJ: Maybe because if he didn't, he'd be really depressed about everything?
SK: Dei Immortales...
SK: I svppose.
CJ: It's probably just his way of dealing with all the horrible things in life.
SK: ~Magic~ is ivst a vay to tell himself he von't be helpless forever.
SK: Bvt it's a viciovs cycle.
CJ: Yeah.
CJ: It's especially horrible when he tries to drag me into it.
SK: The more the bvllies attack him, the more he vants magic povers.
SK: Bvt the more he vants magic povers the more the bvllies attack him.
SK: Drtag yov into it?
SK: *Drag
SK: Hov?
CJ: He keeps telling me to "believe" and then he'll show up and fix everything for the both of us.
CJ: Yeah right.
SK: Ah.
SK: Clap Yovr Hands If Yov Believe?
CJ: Like waving a fancy stick is going to cure severe immune-deficiency disorders.
SK: Indeed.
CJ: Obviously I am responsible for the genocide of a million Tinkerbells.
SK: Yov are like fairy Stalin.
CJ: Yes.
CJ: In Soviet Russia, fairy believes in YOU.
SK: Marching the poor little constrvcts of folklore and imagination into the snovs of science Siberia
CJ: Their wings all fall off due to frostbite.
SK: That's actvally qvite an amvsing image.
CJ: And now they're just midgets in leaves.
SK: Ha.
CJ: Paranoid, emotionally traumatised midgets in leaves.
CJ: Orwell would be proud.
SK: Midgets in Leaves sovnds like the name of a terrible alt-rock band.
SK: So does Orvell Vovld Be Provd.
CJ: Hah, it does.
CJ: But then again, everything sounds like a terrible alt-rock band if you try hard enough.
SK: That's becavse there's no limit to the absvrdity of band names.
SK: Even something like "the modified novns",
CJ: And that sentence sounds like a cheap Panic! At the Disco song title.
SK: Or "Name and the adiecyive obiect"
CJ: Like, Anxiety? At the Pub.
SK: *Adiective"
CJ: How long do you think it will take for subcultures to become so meta-pretentious that they vanish up their own arses?
SK: A fev more years.
SK: Vait vntil there's "Iohn Cage-core" mvsic.
SK: These hard-rocker types setting vp all there instrvments and then standing on stage for a fev mintves not playing.
SK: *their
CJ: Isn't that just a 4'33 cover?
SK: Yes.
CJ: Nice.
SK: Bvt it's a heavy metal 4'33" cover.
CJ: You can hear moshpits shuffling their feet.
SK: Bvt the thing is
SK: They vovld ACT like they vere actvally playing.
SK: All ivmping arovnd and going crazy
CJ: So, it's like a regular metal concert...
CJ: .. on mute.
SK: Yes.
CJ: Oh boy.
SK: Bvt things vill really start declining vhen people are hipsters ironically.
SK: It's a second-level ironic idiocy.
CJ: I thought that was, the plato's cave of irony.
CJ: The true irony is that all hipsters think they are being ironic.
SK: Everything ve see are ivst shadovs cast by a dovche in a scarf?
CJ: But only the truly ironic are hipsters.
CJ: Oh my god.
CJ: God is a hipster.
CJ: Everything makes sense.
SK: Even the platypvs?
CJ: Monotremes are completely sensical things.
SK: Vhat abovt emo bands?
SK: There is nothing that makes that sensible.
CJ: I thought they were supposed to be sensible in the same way that severe mental illnesses are sensible.
SK: I svppose.
SK: So God is a hipster?
CJ: Or maybe I'm just thinking too deep and they ran out of colour at the thrift store.
SK: He created the vniverse ironically?
CJ: Jesus was a hippie, so why not?
SK: Trve.
CJ: Mary must have had such a hard time with that kid.
SK: And he hvng ovt vith terrorists and vhores.
SK: His mother really vasn't provd.
CJ: Going out to parties, healing lepers, trafficking booze...
SK: And then he got himself crvcified...
CJ: 'Jupiterdamned partying kids. See where you'll end up if you act like this douche?'
SK: "Iesvs is yovr brain on drvgs."
CJ: And then Constantine decides that this 'Christian subculture is so cool'
CJ: And tries to make it "mainstream".
CJ: Thus the church rapidly degenerates into bullshit because old emperors don't "get" irony.
SK: Of covrse, all the Hipsteri Romani had converted to Germanic paganism by then.
CJ: Ah yes.
CJ: God is a hipster.
SK: That's the origin of scrvffy beards and sidebvrns.
CJ: Which means Odin is obviously nu-metal.
SK: "And god said, "Let there be light!" and there vas light"
CJ: Wait, no, nu-metal is universally shit.
CJ: Hmm.
SK: "And then god said, "Let there be scarves" and there vere scarves. And it vas ironic."
SK: Odin is classic metal.
SK: Thor is glam metal.
SK: LOKI is nv-metal.
CJ: Ahh, Loki.
CJ: Loki is just that one dick of a god that took it too far.
CJ: Damn ice-troll immigrants.
SK: He's the kind of god vho pvts a land mine vnder a seat cvshion for a lavgh.
SK: Like The Ioker.
CJ: Dropping anchor-babies all of Asgard.
SK: Pfft
CJ: And then we wonder why Vikings had such a sturdy economy of raping, pillaging and arson.
SK: And it's becavse Loki had nv-metal playing in all of their heads.
SK: Constantly.
CJ: No wonder they all went beserk.
SK: Indeed.
SK: Also, Set is bad emo poetry.
SK: Osiris is 80s pop.
CJ: I always thought that the Egyptian pantheon was either pop music, or broadway.
SK: So vhat god vovld be eqvivalent to Kanye Vest?
CJ: I dunno.. Probably Anansi or something like that.
SK: Kanye himself think's he's Iesvs and Osiris and Horvs all at the same time.
CJ: Did God hold a kegstand or something?
SK: I have no idea.
CJ: Either way
CJ: There must have been a lot of intoxicants to result in that bastard spawn.
SK: Indeed.
CJ: Hmm.
CJ: What would blues be?
SK: Blves vovld be one of the Voodoo spirits.
SK: As vovld Iazz.
CJ: Baron Samedi is Jazz.
CJ: Jazz and fruity cocktails.
SK: So Iazz is an avatar of entropy.
CJ: Well, it's supposed to be played down-tempo.
CJ: Which means that the Aztec-y guys are Samba?
SK: Isvppose.
SK: Anyvay.
CJ: I can never remember their names.
SK: I mvst leave.
CJ: Okay
SK: Vale, Poppy.
SK: I hope yov feel better soon.
-- sirrKnowledge [SK] ceased pestering canopicJamjars [CJ] at 17:16 --
CJ: Thanks. Bye.

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Poppy and Juliett

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-- canopicJamjars [CJ] began pestering provisionalLocksmith [PL] at 02:23 --
CJ: So...
CJ: You were both Julietts all along?
CJ: Didn't see that one coming.
PL: Hm? Ah, yeah. Nah, not really.
PL: I mean, uh, yeah, but like, it just sorta happened naturally
CJ: No, I get it.
CJ: To be honest, I did the same thing to you.
CJ: Albeit not quite as.. dramatically.
CJ: You remember how I told you I was sick?
PL: Mhmm?
CJ: I've been sick since I was about five.
CJ: And I've pretty much stayed sick the whole time.
PL: Wait... so you're saying that you've had the same illness since you were five?!
CJ: Well, not exactly the same.
CJ: There's always a new virus around...
CJ: But I'm just... weak.
CJ: I couldn't cope with the outside world so I've stayed inside my apartment for most of my life.
CJ: I just thought you should know that.
PL: Oh wow. To be honest, I never thought it was that serious. I mean, I guess I never really noticed it too much until you mentioned it!
PL: I mean, well, I did think it was odd that you always seemed to be coughing and stuff...
CJ: Yeah, well...
CJ: Sorry.
CJ: We're going to lose the game because of me, now.
PL: No, no, don't think like that! You're perfectly fine!
PL: I mean I don't know for sure, but...
PL: I feel like this game will give everyone a specific task suitable for your condition.
CJ: But how am I supposed to do all this?
CJ: I have to walk around -outside-!
CJ: The sheer exposure could kill me - if the imps don't do that first.
CJ: Speaking of which, I barely managed to defeat the first few.
CJ: What's going to happen when I get into a boss battle?
PL: You'll be fine I mean, we're in the medium right? So I doubt there's the same issues that you had on Earth. And as for imps, don't worry, they get easier.
PL: Actually, I havn't seen a boss fight yet.
CJ: Monty mentioned something about a Denizen or so.
CJ: Sounds like a big fucking boss fight to me.
PL: Oh, now that you mention it, Cap'n Kanye said something like that, too.
PL: I'm sure it'll be fun
PL: Or uh... maybe not. It actually sounds really hard.
CJ: No shit, Juli.
CJ: It's not like we have backup lives here.
PL: Mm? What makes you think that?
CJ: Well, I haven't found any spare one-ups lying around. Or a respawn point.
CJ: And I definitely can't see a heart-meter anywhere either.
PL: Hmm, you know, I think you're right. I've been treating SBURB too much like a game.
PL: It's just hard to imagine all this happened, though. You know?
CJ: True.
CJ: But it is real.
CJ: Trust me, I've had enough hallucinations to tell when the shit's fo' real.
CJ: This is way more than just fo' real.
CJ: It's more real than Kraft Mayo.
CJ: Definitely more real than that.
CJ: I think my Uncle might be wounded.. or dead.
CJ: Juli, I'm scared.
PL: You mean your Uncle went missing, too?
CJ: Yes.
PL: I thought my Aunt just wandered off again, but I have no idea where she'd go...
CJ: I haven't seen him since before I got into this place.
CJ: I hope they're both okay.
PL: Don't worry! The best thing we can do is not panic, and just keep playing, I guess.
PL: I mean I know Cap'n Kanye said that Earth was destroyed... but I can't help but to feel as if there's more to this game.
CJ: Probably.
CJ: Oh for -
CJ: Hang on a sec
PL: Ah? Alright.
-- canopicJamjars [CJ] is idle --
CJ: /back
CJ: FUCKING IMPS
CJ: AUGH
CJ: The wankers splashed mud all over my plushes!
CJ: And now there's even -more- mess because I had to stab them all to death!
PL: Oh, eww. What's your strife specibus again?
CJ: Scalpelkind
CJ: It's okay, but not that effective against lumps of sentient mud.
CJ: Eurgh, I'll have to clean them up.
CJ: I think I'll go do that.
CJ: I'll talk to you after I've had a bath.
PL: Haha, that sounds like a good idea myself.
PL: Alright, I'll talk to you in a bit!
CJ: Bye
-- canopicJamjars [CJ] ceased pestering provisionalLocksmith [PL] at 03:01 --

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Finally: Poppy and Jackson.

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-- vegasWheels [VW] began pestering canopicJamjars [CJ] at 02:30 --
VW: so's there i was, trying to figure out what my sis was doing
VW: cuz she was makin a racket on my bed, yknow
VW: and then she pukes all ova it.
CJ: Oh
CJ: Hi Jackson
CJ: Ew
CJ: Better change the sheets before it dries up.
VW: yo Dr. Mario.
CJ: Dried vom always smells worse.
VW: yeesh, you're telling me.
VW: got some tips? dunno if i can just run it through the tumbla or what.
CJ: Rinse it off first, probably in the kitchen sink
CJ: Then a lot of bleach and put it in the washing machine.
VW: alright, i can do that. no prob.
VW: man this wild child don't stay in her crib like she's supposed to.
VW: swear she got one of them screwdriver like Tommy in Rugrats.
CJ: Wow
CJ: I don't even really know how babies are supposed to work.
VW: hey, you're the doc here. or kinda doc. doc for dead people in training, whatev.
VW: you get Rugrats in the UK?
CJ: I think?
CJ: I don't really watch CBBC
CJ: Augh, this damn puzzle is driving me mad.
CJ: Might have something to do with the fact that it's one in the morning, though...
VW: cmon, Poppy, ya can't keep staying up all night
VW: think we've been over this a coupla times.
CJ: I'm fine.
VW: anyways. you don't know what you're missin, Frankenstina.
CJ: ... What am I missing?
CJ: Baby spew?
VW: without cartoons, a kid could wind up with some real issues.
VW: think they call it Disney Deficiency in the textbooks. read up on it.
CJ: Ah, cartoons.
VW: and yeah you aint really missing out in the spew department.
CJ: I'll just watch them online.
CJ: TV timings are silly fickle things.
CJ: But seriously, this puzzle is driving me batshit.
CJ: What am I supposed to do with this junk?
VW: want me to GameFaqs it?
VW: cuz that's always an option.
CJ: ...
CJ: Okay, just this once.
CJ: I just want to finish the next boss battle already, puzzles can go suck it.
VW: heh. that's what they always say, Mount Sneeze.
VW: they always make em too hard anyways.
VW: so you playing Portal 3 or Layton numba kazillion?
CJ: Neither
CJ: It's this weird thing I downloaded on a whim, emulation of this old Nihon Guro thing
CJ: Title is 'Honor Zombie: Curse of the Dark Samurai'
VW: they got zombie samurai now?
CJ: It's kinda shit, but amazingly shit.
CJ: Yeah, based off a whole bunch of Japanese mythology or something
CJ: Except the dub decided to change it to Egyptian and Greek gods.
CJ: And the whole thing doesn't really make sense at all.
CJ: Half the lines aren't even translated, it's hilarious.
CJ: But the playing is good.
CJ: Lotsa gibbs.
VW: yknow, from the sounds of it, i'd say you got a winner.
VW: cuz even if they don't make sense they're a riot to go through.
CJ: Yes.
CJ: Also, they have chainsaw nunchucks.
CJ: -Chainsaw Nunchucks-.
VW: yever play one of those movie games where you aint even playing the plot of the movie.
CJ: Eurgh, those.
VW: and then they put a buncha movie clips in
VW: cept they don't even go in right. it's hilarious.
CJ: Oh man.
VW: don't think hipsters even play this stuff ironically, toots.
CJ: But we do.
CJ: For science.
VW: and some ass kickin, takin names, the whole shebang we got going.
CJ: Yep.
-- vegasWheels [VW] sends CJ the HonorZomPuzzleWLKTHR.txt --
CJ: Thanks
CJ: Aaah okay, here we go.
CJ: Wait - are you sure about the code?
CJ: It's kinda coming up with an error.
VW: huh. you should be getting those extra lives any minute now.
CJ: I'll try it again.
CJ: ... fuck.
VW: aw nuts.
CJ: Yep, there it goes...
CJ: Player character is now having an infinite seizure.
CJ: And that's one death...
CJ: Two deaths...
VW: hold up, hold up check yo inventory
CJ: three
CJ: Okay
CJ: Well, everything is still there.
CJ: Gonna run-check.
CJ: Huh
CJ: Still moves...
VW: ah shit were you carrying the Hibiscus of Sakura.
CJ: Uhh...
CJ: .. Yep.
CJ: Oh dude
VW: crap, shoulda warned ya, the code doesn't work if you're carrying certain items.
CJ: I am apparently not only constantly dying immortal, but also super deadly!
CJ: Hahaha, this is GOLDEN.
CJ: Every time I touch a foe they also get the super-seizure and then die.
CJ: Actually, this might work out fine.
VW: yknow, if somebody were to try to make some afterschool special on this
VW: the lesson was that super-seizures are pretty okay after all.
CJ: Pretty okay and might turn you into a physical god.
CJ: I just killed the boss with like, one hit.
VW: okay, so if you see any suspicious lookin puzzles, you just give em a touch and tell me how it goes.
CJ: Yes, I like this plan.
VW: that boss aint got nothing on your seizure powahs.
CJ: Oh, lol! Seizure is still going on in cutscenes
VW: lol
VW: so ya got a bunch of breakdancing japanese guys?
CJ: Pretty much
CJ: Ahahaha, this is beautiful.
CJ: I'm just bulldozing through the entire thing.
VW: (brb!)
CJ: NOBODY CAN STOP THE GOD OF FUNKY DANCING.
VW: (back.)
CJ: Holy shit I just killed a -WALL-
CJ: How do you even do that?
VW: by tha powahs invested in you, you're channeling the Hulk, is what.
CJ: Okay now I'm just killing everything.
CJ: I mean everything.
VW: with great wall bulldozin comes great responsibility. and by that i mean leaving a couple poor smucks breathing.
CJ: The entire room is collapsing around me wherever I go.
CJ: There is now only a floor and floating items that are beyond my grasp.
CJ: Seizure man has no hands.
VW: i don't gotta clue what happens when you get to the end.
VW: guess you blow up the universe.
CJ: He's too busy dying a thousand deaths to pick shit up.
CJ: Ah well, can't be too important.
VW: in for a penny, in for a pound.
VW: my pops says that. usually when he's grounding me.
CJ: That's pretty english for a vegas local.
CJ: Seizure man has now reached final level, btw.
CJ: And -
CJ: Oh my god.
CJ: Everything is dying
CJ: The game is dying
VW: what can I say? the guy likes his cliches.
VW: what, whole level out the window?
VW: what's seizure man doing, just standing round like a regular moron?
CJ: EVERYTHING FROZE
CJ: FUCK
VW: gonna have to do a hard reset.
VW: fun while it lasted though!
-- canopicJamjars [CJ] is idle --
-- canopicJamjars [CJ] logged off --
VW: uh.
-- canopicJamjars [CJ] logged on --
CJ: My computer crashed.
VW: it eat up all the memory? or the script go bad?
CJ: It's pretty safe to say that the game is shot.
CJ: Seizure man gave the whole file cancer.
CJ: Oh well, it was a piece of shit anyway.
VW: awww geez, sorry Queen Allergy.
VW: I can torrent you a new one, but somehow i get the feeling you're gonna decline.
CJ: I should probably sleep now anyway.
CJ: Sayonara Zombie Samurai Egyptian Cultists.
CJ: It was fun while it lasted.
VW: none of that was supposed to happen, honest.
CJ: Oh, I know.
VW: cross my heart, hope ta die.
VW: yadda yadda.
CJ: It was probably because the emulation I downloaded was bad.
CJ: Emulations are like clones afterall.
VW: maybe, but we got a 50/50 split when it comes to this stuff workin for us.
CJ: Dolly the sheep died at the age of six and stuff.
CJ: Maybe I should play less shitty games?
VW: no way, hozay.
VW: we gonna go all in or bust, baby.
CJ: Whatever you say.
CJ: But the fact remains that all this seizure-bulldozing has left me high and dry at two in the morning.
VW: eyyyy, you wanna buy the fanciest games in the world and play em fair and square, that's yo business.
VW: grab some sleep.
CJ: M'kay.
CJ: Bye Jackson.
VW: i'm gonna see if I can fix your game or sumthin, cuz i feel all bad now. responsible like.
CJ: Heh, sure.
VW: serious!
CJ: Okay
CJ: I'll give you the link to the rom too
VW: just wait, i'm gonna get this baby running like ya neva saw.
CJ: tinyurl.com/ZOmguRhon04
VW: or i dunno, see if I can cheat it into working for me. that too.
CJ: Haha, kay.
CJ: Pics or it didn't happen.
CJ: See you in eight hours.
VW: gonna go all up on my Facebook.
VW: sayonara, Poppy.
-- vegasWheels [VW] ceased pestering canopicJamjars [CJ] at 03:43 --

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Ziek, you get the most active new member award! Thanks for posting the logs. However, I regret to inform you that you have committed a triple post, and thus will be heavily reprimanded.

[ch00_bakka]

Where is mooooooooool? I won't have pchm tomorrow!

[Vare E8]

School has started for Mool, rB, I think Latte, and maybe a few others. School usually ends around 3pm for most of us. Check out the top of the sync for time zones

[CoffeePerson]

Thread's finally open, let's do the hand jive!

HUMAN:
http://www.mspaforums.com/showthread...rb-Omega-Act-I

TROLL:
http://www.mspaforums.com/showthread...ub-Omega-Act-I

(for easy ref, THEY ARE NAMED THE SAME)

[Vare E8]

Thanks Latte. Someday I will edit this thread and keep it up to date. Someday...

They are named differently. First one to see the difference gets a cookie!

[ch00_bakka]

SBURB and SGRUB, duh!

[Vare E8]

This is now OFFICIALLY the OOC thread. I doubt we'll use this very much, considering we have both Skype and sync.in, but if you have something that is VERY IMPORTANT, such as going on vacation or needing to do something urgently, this is the best place to post things.

[Vare E8]

OP edited, we have lost two members and are now back in recruitment stage. Please post your applications on this thread, don't PM them to me. The deadline for applying isn't set at the moment - if you are really interested but can't post right a way feel free to make a reserve post.

[whattheziek]

Apply now and win a free art of your character regardless if you get in or not from yours truly!!
(Seriously guys, apply.)

[Vare E8]

Can I reapply? :y

[whattheziek]

Dude, I already draw shit for you. :T
I drew your post and the new OP, not to mention RB's and my own post.

[Vare E8]

'Twas a joke

[CoffeePerson]

She's on to your scheming ways, bro.

Our new kid will be showered with love! I'll draw for your posts! I'll kiss your shoes? Hmmm... *rubs chin*

[Hresvelgr]

I'll apply. I can't draw very well, unfortunately, so I understand if artsy-type applicants are prioritized.

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Your name is BRUKAR BLEEKT and you are 7 sweeps old. Your LUSUS is a rather large MOSQUITO that was very attentive but didn't seem to have a good grasp on raising wigglers. Mostly because it just sucked up whatever it could find and brought it back to you for food. Along with ACTUAL EDIBLE THINGS, you consumed a large amount of HAZARDOUS MATERIALS. You were sick a lot back then, and that only made your darling custodian dote on you more.

But that was many sweeps ago, and you've managed to overcome your constant illness and build up an impressive IMMUNITY to pretty much any negative effects consuming substances could give you. As well as any positive effects. Whoops. But at least you don't seem to be suffering from any other SIDE EFFECTS, aside from your HAIR, which has been getting gradually lighter since you were a few sweeps old. There might be other NEGATIVE CONSEQUENCES, but as none have happened yet you've decided you don't really care.

You hate BOREDOM, but you are bored a lot. Your life isn't boring, but you have a need to be constantly entertained and you lose interest easily. Sometimes on purpose. The fact that your lack of attention makes some trolls want your attention more is something you find pretty hilarious. If there was a trophy for PLAYING HARD-TO-GET, you'd surely be the HARD-TO-GET CHAMPION. You are also not against USING PEOPLE for your own entertainment or TAKING STUFF for your own benefit. You don't usually give anything back. Some might call you a PARASITE.

In line with your 'they give, you take' philosophy, you run a COMPLETELY ILLEGITIMATE BUSINESS selling some of the slop your LUSUS brings back to you as miracle cures for pretty much anything. Most of the times you end up suckering other trolls into buying a DISGUSTING PLACEBO, but you've had more than a few EXTREMELY ADDICTIVE SUBSTANCES. You give DISCOUNTS to REPEAT CUSTOMERS because you enjoy it when others are DEPENDENT ON YOU. Sometimes you end up selling someone a DANGEROUSLY TOXIC SUBSTANCE as well, but if they're healthy enough to come back and argue it you simply drink some yourself and say they must've caught something else.

You have a DARK SENSE OF HUMOR and you enjoy MEDDLING in other people's situations so that the outcome is almost always negative. You don't get into a lot of fights, but you are EXTREMELY PASSIVE-AGGRESSIVE and like to slowly whittle down self-esteem and emotional fortitude rather than outright attacking. Mostly because it's one of the few activities that holds your interest for any length of time. However, you have your SYRINGEKIND SPECIBUS if the need arises.

Your trolltag is toxinSatiable and Well - you tend to lose interest and trail off a bit----

Name: Brukar Bleekt
Gender: Male
Age: 7 Sweeps
Guardian: Mosquito

Color Codes: #0059b5
Chumhandle: toxinSatiable
Quirk: Replaces commas with - and periods with -- (needles).
Strife Specibus: SyringeKind
Fetch Modus: Pair (The first letter of the item must be the same as the last letter of the item before it unless there are no other items, creative naming encouraged)

Title: Thief of Mind
Land: Land of Waste and Excess (basically, heaps of junk piled up)
Consort: Leeches
Moon: Prospit
Symbol: Caution sign ( ☡)

[ParanoidHombre]

-Raises hand-

Teacher! I have a question!

I want to apply. :trollface:

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Your name is Alex Harper. You are currently 13 years-old, and LOVE to COOK. It's one of the FEW THINGS that make you NOT WANT TO PUNCH A WALL using your HORRIBLE STRENGTH THAT YIELDS TO THE WEAKEST OF INFANTS. While you are weak, that doesn't stop you from talking big, and you are often considered a PATHOLOGICAL LIAR, even though you are almost certain your lies are NOT PATHOGENS.

You are also HORRIBLY AFRAID OF INSECTS to a degree of NEAR CRIPPLING FEAR, which you can only assume was brought on by the up-bringing of a SINGLE HOMOSEXUAL MALE, with whom you are ON SPEAKING TERMS with. Sometimes he TRIES TO HELP where you MOST CERTAINLY HAVE EVERYTHING UNDER CONTROL, which really GRINDS YOUR GEARS. One time your dad bought you an Easy-Bake Oven for your birthday, which was KIND OF FUNNY if not INFURIATING. You secretly play with it UNDER THE COVER OF DARKNESS. Your father must never know.

You Wield the FryingPanKind STRIFE SPECIBUS, which is kind of STUPID in your opinion, but you DON'T KNOW HOW TO CHANGE IT. In addition to that, you use the Russian Roulette Fetch Modus, which was a gift to you from your aunt, who thinks that you are gay for some reason. A lot of people think that. If there was a person who didn't think that, they'd be your best friend. But, you are most definetly STRAIGHT to the degree of NEAR-HOMOPHOBIA. Things get AWKWARD at Thanksgiving and other such HOLIDAYS.

Name: Alex Harper
Gender: Male
Age: 13
Guardian: Drag-Dad

Color Codes: #17b377
Chumhandle: culinaryHeretic
Quirk: Never punctuates sentences unless in a question, or an exclamation. (Like this! Get it? I knew you would)
Strife Specibus: FryingPanKind
Fetch Modus: Russian Roulette (When trying to get an item, there is a chance that his entire inventory will be erased, the more items, the higher the chance.)

Title: Zephyr of Time
Land: Land of Darkness and Typhoons
Consort: Big Brown Humming Birds
Moon: Derse
Symbol: ☼

I hope I get accepted

[whattheziek]

Thank you both for applying! As promised, here are the pictures.

Brukar:

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Just a reminder: you must have both skype and pesterchum if you want to participate in this group. Please PM me your skype name.

Applications will be open until this Monday. So please hurry and sign up while the offer stands!

And like I said, I will be drawing a headshot of every character that applies, regardless whether they get accepted in or not. So, even if you don't get accepted, you'll still get a neat drawing!

[ParanoidHombre]

OH MAI LAWDIE IT'S BEAUTIFUL.

I...

I... what is this feeling? Is it...

LOVE?

Anyways, who do I PM with my skype/Pesterchum stuff?

[whattheziek]

You can send a note to either Me or Vare E8 on the forums here.

and thanks!

[ParanoidHombre]

I sent a PM to you, that's equal to a note, yes?

I have not quite mastered the internet enough to be able to pass notes a la middle school, but you know how it is. :3