Greetings forumites. I really don't know when to give up with these, but they are just too much fun! The premise for this is that the Trolls created the Cartoon Network Universe. Nostalgia shall abound, if you will permit it.
Dramatis Personi
CN characters (in order of server to client):
TEAM CARTOON CARTOON:
Name: Dexter Slabsmith
Show: Dexter's Lab
Handle: geniusTaskmaster
Title: Smith of Soul
Planet: Land of Art and Pillars
Sprite: Mecha + Lab Monkey
Name: Dee Dee Slabsmith
Show: Dexter's Lab
Handle: skyrocketingEnthusiasm
Title: Hands of Ore
Planet: Land of Mines and Quakes
Sprite: Cow (cow and chicken) + ???
Name: Kuki "Numbuh 3" Sanban
Show: KND
Handle: simianSpectrum
Title: Lass of Hope
Planet: Land of Glass and Angels
Sprite: Rainbow monkey + ???
Name: Wallaby "Numbuh 4" Beetles
Show: KND
Handle: koalaMutalator
Title: Lad of Change
Planet: Land of Sky and Scaffold
Sprite: Hamster + ???
Name: Hoagie P. "Numbuh 2" Gilligan
Show: KND
Handle: yipperFanatic
Title: Rogue of Clubs
Planet: Land of Tilt and Hedgehogs
Sprite: KND S.C.A.M.P.E.R + ???
Name: Abigail "Numbuh Five" Lincoln
Show: KND
Handle: fivefoldFin
Title: Witch of Flow
Planet: Land of Sand and Men
Sprite: B.R.A. + ???
Name: Ed Munge
Show: Ed, Edd, N Eddy
Handle: iamEd
Title: Gent of Sweat
Planet: Land of Mech and Tumors
Sprite: Monster Figurine + Chicken (Cow and Chicken)
Name: Eddy Caprillo
Show: Ed, Edd, N Eddy
Handle: professorCash
Title: Jack of Doom
Planet: Land of Brains and Volts
Sprite: Raj of Camp lazlo (Eddo the puppet + stuffed elephant)
Name: Mandy Crocker
Show: Billy and Mandy
Handle: gorgonGaladrial
Title: Maid of Void
Planet: Land of Limbo and Silence
Sprite: Grim + ???
Name: Nigel Uno
Show: KND
Handle: singularTriumph
Title: Heir of Mind
Planet: Land of Pulse and Wood
Sprite: Numbuh 362 + KND code module
Name: Blossom Utonium
Show: Powerpuff Girls
Handle: braniacBelle
Title: Leg of Tears
Planet: Land of Saltwater and Graves
Sprite: Him + Plastic derrier (= The Red Guy, from Cow and Chicken)
Name: Bubbles Utonium
Show: Powerpuff Girls
Handle: bountifulBeauty
Title: Nun of Flame
Planet: Land of Rush and Lights
Sprite: Mister Mayor + ???
Name: Buttercup Utonium
Show: Powerpuff Girls
Handle: braniacBelle
Title: Knight of Rage
Planet: Land of Protons and Electrons
Sprite: Mojo Jojo + ???
TEAM TOONAMI:
Name: Coop Cooplowski
Show: Megas XLR
Handle: xlR
Title: Prince of Speed
Planet: Land of Junk and Races
Sprite: Led Zeppelin poster + His Dad
Name: Jamie Mcclark
Show: Megas XLR
Handle: stonerMacaqe
Title: Duke of Life
Planet: Land of Fruit and Emergence
Sprite: Bloo from Foster's Home (Bucket + old security blanket)
Name: Kiva Andru
Show: Megas XLR
Handle: tacticalEinstein
Title: Voice of Ice
Planet: Land of Coals and Epochs
Sprite: Wilt from foster's home (Megas + Sock Doll)
Name: Gwen Tennyson
Show: Ben Ten
Handle: wavelengthWarlock
Title: Soul of Calm
Planet: Land of Grids and Poles
Sprite: Magic Amulet + ???
Name: Ben Tennyson
Show: Ben Ten
Handle: decimaAngelus
Title: ???
Planet: ???
Sprite: ???
Name: Kevin E. Levin
Show: Ben Ten
Handle: wavelengthOsmosis
Title: ???
Planet: ???
Sprite: ???
Name: Dick Grayson (Robin)
Show: Teen Titans
Handle: redicentX
Title: ???
Planet: ???
Sprite: ???
Name: Garfield Logan (Beast Boy)
Show: Teen Titans
Handle: veggyVermin
Title: Page of Blood
Planet: Land of Fjords and Hissing
Sprite: Dead Dog + Werewolf movie (= Eduardo of Foster's Home)
Name: Victor Stone (Cyborg)
Show: Teen Titans
Handle: coldclockMinerals
Title: Count of Heart
Planet: Land of Dust and Temples
Sprite: Car + Random Auto Junk
Name: Kori Anderson (Starfire / Koriand'r)
Show: Teen Titans
Handle: sunnyAuxilliatrix
Title: Sylph of Flesh
Planet: Land of Rocks and Milk
Sprite: Uranium + Dead Sister
Name: Raven
Show: Teen Titans
Handle: none
Title: Seer of Space
Planet: Land of Mirrors and Frogs
Sprite: none
TEAM OOO:
Name: Finn the human
Show: Adventure Time
Handle: None
Title: Scout of Time
Planet: Land of Sand and Wastes
Sprite: Jake the Dog + Aku (inadvertantly)
Name: Princess Bubblegum
Show: Adventure Time
Handle: None
Title: ???
Planet: ???
Sprite: Swanky suit + Pet rabbit (= Mr. Herriman from Foster's Home)
Name: Marceline
Show: Adventure Time
Handle: nyxianHendrix
Title: Scribe of Sound
Planet: Land of Pulse and Rock
Sprite: ???
A young man manages important functions with his trusty wrench, without whom life in the laboratory would cease. To an untrained observer, he is merely securing a stray bolt. But to those trained well in the arts boy geniustry, it is apparent he is carefully managing a delicate balance with subtle finesse and grace.
This young boy will progress to thirteen years of age on today, the fourteenth of April, Anno Domini. Though his name has been in use since birth, those behind the fourth wall will at last know his surname on this special occasion.
> ENTER NAME
Your name is DEXTER SLABSMITH.
You have a rather unique intillegence for someone of your age group. While this does limit social potential with peers, it does provide you with much leeway in a career for science. You have made no attempt to venture in to such fields on a professional scale- science is not merely work, it is LIFE. Of course, you being not old enough to work yet has something to do with it.
Thus, you pursue your lifestyle/hobby amaturely, and attempt to cloak it in a field of enigma, for fear of having your impressive laboratory confiscated. Your sister and chief rival are the only two whom you allow knowledge. Knowledge is of course different than permission to enter, as they often need reminding.
Said laboratory is rather expansive, though you refuse to divulge your resources, even to readers. So stay out of it. That’s another thing: because of holier-than-thou attitude and a pretentious (and obviously fake) European accent, you tend to be regarded as a bit of a tool. This bothers you not, however, as you can converse with fellow young ones of genius-level, if not supergenius level, on pesterchum. You swap stories, work on interesting projects, share the pain in being the sore thumb of society. Once you all come of age, you have decided to meet in person, at which point you all will reveal combined efforts to the public.
Your current project is the investigation of a mysterious game, entitled “Sburb”. By “investigation”, you of course mean the playing of and talking about said playing of. Your sister, of all people, is interested in playing, and, out of siblinghood bond, you have grudgingly allowed her to be your server player. Right now, you shall get the basics down one more time. That broad needs to pay more attention.
--- geniusTaskmaster began pestering skyrocketingEnthusiasm ---
GT: Dee Dee?
SE: all clear captain!!!!
GT: No, it is not all clear. You are woefully unprepared for this endeavor.
SE: Oh, come ooooon dexter!
SE: i know the basics!
GT: I wish there were a proper emoticon for bemused doubt.
GT: My telling you that that is my tone will have to suffice.
SE: this is going to be less fun then im going to have to bunch of fancy genius types like you dexter! :(
GT: Don’t worry, Hoagie’s fixed you up with one of his friends. Kiki, of Kuki, something like that is her name.
GT: Her chumhandle is spectrumSimian
GT: You’ll like her. She has a stuffed animal fetish as well.
SE: dexter!!!!! :( of all the rude things to say!
GT: What? I was merely stating fact. It is unhealthy to keep such emotions bottled up.
GT: Is that not what you are always telling me? Besides, the time is getting away from us, we must get to why I pestered you.
GT: The game.
SE: fine ill let it slide but only because families are supposed to do that!
SE: right so… overview… um i do know that theres gonna be some sim-stuff- and uh… spore?
GT: |:[
SE: (:) sorry!
GT: Never mind. You must collect that scattered mind of yours. For now, we will play, and figure out this game by trial-and-error.
SE: you dont have to be so consenting dexter!
GT: Condescending, elder sister.
--- geniusTaskmaster ceased pestering skyrocketingEnthusiasm ---
Last edited by Grand Mal; 06-01-2012 at 04:03 PM.
Originally Posted by Almighty Janitor
That's the thing with fanfiction.net reviews, every fic tends to get blind praise even if it's no good. It's like the antithesis of YouTube or something.
Originally Posted by MrCheeze
and everyone knows the platonic ideal of misaimed-fan-ness only cares about trolls
Fantrolls
These can all be chatted with on Pesterchum.
Colors not entirely accurate
Hailae Evakno - bloodyLancer -types on the edge of a spear>
Interl Netton - humoristExtreme Likes to state tropes. (Lampshade Hanging)
Oh, lordy, this bastard is trolling you. Every rational thought prevents you from responding and showing off your wit.
But your hubris...
It becons.
--- rigjuiceGuzzler began pestering geniusTaskmaster ---
RG: sup douchemonkey
RG: youve had enough being annoying
GT: A troll that accuses one of being annoying! I've never seen such irony.
RG: f*** you man you dont get irony
RG: only the cool get irony and the cool are far above any dorky fool
RG: if youre so annoyed why dont you block me
RG: got a gaycrush
RG: oh god here comes benson
GT: What?
RG: aelwh ouerg 'iaoefj QETHPdiofjb/o;lopify t
RG: SORRY ABOUT THAT, MY EMPLOYEE WAS ABUSING HIS PRIVILEGES TO TROLL YOU.
RG: I DEEPLY APOLOGIZE.
GT: Oh, two people routine, very original. I can do that too.
GT: lOoK aT mE i HaVe D.i.D ooogabobobooo
RG: I'M TRYING NOT TO BE INSULTED SIR.
GT: Oh. You really are his boss aren't you? Er.. Sorry.
RG: NO PROBLEM. HOW OLD ARE YOU ANYWAY.
GT: Thirteen, today.
RG: OH.
RG: HAPPY BIRTHDAY, YOUNG MAN.
GT: Uh
GT: Thank You?
RG: GOD THIS IS AKWARD.
GT: You spelled that wrong
--- rigjuiceGuzzler ceased pestering geniusTaskmaster ---
Originally Posted by Almighty Janitor
That's the thing with fanfiction.net reviews, every fic tends to get blind praise even if it's no good. It's like the antithesis of YouTube or something.
Originally Posted by MrCheeze
and everyone knows the platonic ideal of misaimed-fan-ness only cares about trolls
Dexter is the Mage of Science.
Dee Dee is the Princess of Heart.
Johhny Bravo is the Knight of Muscle.
One or all three of the Edds will be involved somehow.
Double-D will get along swimmingly with Dexter.
Images will never be used in this.
i wanna see ben tenason and the Powerpuff Girls :3
teh meda pedas =
000
teh sig quotes:
ArmsAreLoad said:
Vriska: Remember the time you told Kanaya you did not have time to apply makeup
You cannot remember this incident because you have blocked it from your memory. All you know is that afterwards you became quite competent in the art of applying makeup.
You also wrote "I FEEL PRETTY" in blue lipstick all over your walls, but you don't know that. Everyone else just chooses to ignore it and never told you about it.
ponytailartist said:
I demand to see myself riding Toothless while wearing a Viking helmet, and possibly chasing some bullies and fucking their shit up with supernova fireballs.
Anything to distract you from that awkward conversation. You EGOGAUGE is dangerously low. Perhaps gloating off to a friend is technically work.
Originally Posted by PaladinFoster
THEORIES
Dexter is the Mage of Science.
Dee Dee is the Princess of Heart.
Johhny Bravo is the Knight of Muscle. One or all three of the Edds will be involved somehow.
Double-D will get along swimmingly with Dexter.
Images will never be used in this.
To that last one- yeah, sorry, I don't think my artistic skill is enough that I could copy all the styles of the different shows involved.
--- genusTaskmaster began pestering demureDynamo ---
DD: Salutations, comrade!
DD: I wait with bated breath for our mutual affiliation, you as server, I as client.
DD: Our thorough examination of this beta is sure to yield "top-notch" results, to use a tired-old phrase!
GT: About that.
GT: I've been getting the impression that that is all you're excited about.
GT: Lighten up, man, the game looks pretty fun on its' own!
DD: Says the boy whose only hobby is the frigid fist of science.
DD: Oh Dear! Sentence fragment!
DD: Drat! I did it again.
GT: Watching you go around in circles like this isn't nearly as entertaining as it usually is.
DD: Is their an issue on your mind?
DD: Or perhaps it is a conundrum? Maybe it is a perplexity?
GT: I ran into RG again. You know, the one troll who doesn't have that filter that lets us know we're being trolled.
DD: Much sympathies, Dexter!
GT: I left him humiliated by my lightning whit at the end, but the hurt was still there!
DD: Oh Dear! Well, if it makes you feel any better, he is probably not affiliated with the "terrible twelve," as I have come to refer to them as, what with the absence of that mysterious "trolling" alert.
GT: What's the deal with that anyway.
DD: Not a clue, good chum! Now, I must be of.
DD: I have been procrastinating with schoolwork long enough, and would feel a sense of accomplishment if it were taken out of the way.
GT: No skin off my back. Time to get this puppy installed!
--- genusTaskmaster ceased pestering demureDynamo ---
Okay, you are done messaging for now. Installing the beta is rather easy, and the loading graphic is rather cool. Said awesomeness is enhanced by the fact that you have a ten-foot monitor.
Such is the perks of genius. What to do while this installs?
Just so you guys know, I have most of the shows I'm using planned out.
Last edited by Grand Mal; 01-08-2012 at 07:37 AM.
Originally Posted by Almighty Janitor
That's the thing with fanfiction.net reviews, every fic tends to get blind praise even if it's no good. It's like the antithesis of YouTube or something.
Originally Posted by MrCheeze
and everyone knows the platonic ideal of misaimed-fan-ness only cares about trolls
I want to see Coop from MegasXLR, above all. The best show.
That was the most kick-ass show Cartoon Network ever made. It was canceled because it was so good, no one was watching any of the other shows.
>PERSPECTIVE: VIOLENTLY SWITCH
There's this chill dude, standing in his room, right? He looks like the kind of guy, who you would maybe dent his giant mecha, or something like that, and he'd be chill, he'd be chill because he's that kind of guy, you know? He'd be like "Naw, dude, accident man no problem." He probably wouldn't even notice, because he's just a goddamn idiot.
What's this dawgs' name?
>ENTER NAME:
Your name is HAROLD "COOP" COOPLOWSKI.
You have a profound fondness for the finer things in life- greasy and artificial food, more specifically. Your stomach is an unfillable void in and of itself, and many find it a wonder that you haven't keeled over years prior to now. In addition to the deadly sin of gluttony, you are very much guilty of sloth, having a good-for-nothing reputation around the suburban neighborhood, and show your lack of a work ethic off in being an unemployed basement-dweller.
You do show some effort in customizing sick vehicular devices that deep appreciation for reflect metalhead culture. You currently drive a sick fifty-foot robot, that just happened to show up in your time from the future, and but full use to it in stopping alien threats, what have you. Adding to such temporal refuse, you and your pal Jamie have befriended a hot 31st century chick that helps you with the use of said robot for holding of Glorft invasions. Long story.
You are also one of many that have sent out for SBURB beta. It will be an interesting experience, to say the least.
Last edited by Grand Mal; 12-29-2011 at 09:59 PM.
Originally Posted by Almighty Janitor
That's the thing with fanfiction.net reviews, every fic tends to get blind praise even if it's no good. It's like the antithesis of YouTube or something.
Originally Posted by MrCheeze
and everyone knows the platonic ideal of misaimed-fan-ness only cares about trolls
OCoop: Message your transforming friend. You know, the one who can turn into all the aliens with that crazy watch?
teh meda pedas =
000
teh sig quotes:
ArmsAreLoad said:
Vriska: Remember the time you told Kanaya you did not have time to apply makeup
You cannot remember this incident because you have blocked it from your memory. All you know is that afterwards you became quite competent in the art of applying makeup.
You also wrote "I FEEL PRETTY" in blue lipstick all over your walls, but you don't know that. Everyone else just chooses to ignore it and never told you about it.
ponytailartist said:
I demand to see myself riding Toothless while wearing a Viking helmet, and possibly chasing some bullies and fucking their shit up with supernova fireballs.
ArmsAreLoad said:
Vriska: Remember the time you told Kanaya you did not have time to apply makeup
You cannot remember this incident because you have blocked it from your memory. All you know is that afterwards you became quite competent in the art of applying makeup.
You also wrote "I FEEL PRETTY" in blue lipstick all over your walls, but you don't know that. Everyone else just chooses to ignore it and never told you about it.
ponytailartist said:
I demand to see myself riding Toothless while wearing a Viking helmet, and possibly chasing some bullies and fucking their shit up with supernova fireballs.
OCoop: Message your transforming friend. You know, the one who can turn into all the aliens with that crazy watch?
--- xlR began pestering decimaAngelus ---
XR: sup little bro, you got the game up?
DA: u know i do
DA: numbuh 2 ordered a copy for everyone at the treehouse
XR: that's cool, glad to know your bein' welcomed into that little club.
DA: yea i mean i replaced the old numbuh 1 and their was a lot of hostility their but in the end my skills with the watch were pretty wicked
DA: and I got along ok with the boys there after a while
DA: i think the 5 chick still has sum resentment issues or whatever
DA: but shell get over it in the end
XR: yeah, my girl was the same way.
DA: i thought jamie was dating her
XR: i meant "my girl" platonically.
DA: wow you spelled that word right
XR: i copied and pasted it from CG.
XR: he uses it alot, and i had to look it up to see what it meant.
XR: turns out mr "smarter that everone" was using it wrong. he kept saying "I hat yO-->u. PlatO-->nically.." what does that even mean?
DA: i know
DA: that GA douche wont stop calling me "little chocolate locks"
DA: *shudder*
XR: well, don't let that spoil this awesome day.
XR:: I am stoked, are you stoked?
DA: im stoked are you stoked
XR: I'm stoked, are you stoked?
DA: im so totally stoked
XR: whoah, so totally stoked?
XR: i can't beat that ;).
DA: hehehe
mind if i but into your intellectual debate, ya mooks?
XR: huh? how did you do that? wher's your chumhandle? you can't do third-party chats in this format. what gives?
well thanks fer askin' my name, i'm called Plank, you are just so civil.
DA: hey man he had a right to ask
oh, is there a pesterchum bill of rights now? a constitution, maybe, too?
i'm only doin' this out of boredom, you jerks ain't worth my time.
just some advice i knew i would give, 'cause i know quite the bit a stuff: don't turn your back on the body
XR: TROOOOOOOOOLLLLLL!!
XR: talk to ya later buddy.
DA: ill post the walkthrough
XR: sweet.
--- xlR ceased pestering decimaAngelus ---
Let's see... speaking of walkthroughs, you decide to check out others' attempts at them. All woeful, which is why you and UD(Ben, as he is known in real like) decided to make one from your mutual SBURB adventures. This one looks especially narmy:
WHATEVER HAPPENED TO ROBOT JONES
"ERROR. INSUFFICIENT DATA FOR OPERATION OF ALCHEMITER. MANY COMRADES DEAD FROM PLUMMETING METEOROIDS. ONE TRUE LOVE THANKFULLY STILL OPERATIONAL. STATUS OF PARENTAL UNITS UNKNOWN. EXPERIENCING VARIETY OF EMOTIONS: "FEAR," "GREIF," AND "PANIC" ARE THE MOST EASILY DEFINABLE. METEOROID DETECTED APPROACHING DWELLING. TIME LEFT: O:34.35246323 SECONDS. PERMINANT DELETION IMMINENT. I DO NOT WANT TO DIE. I DO NOT WANT TO DIE. I DO NOT WANT TO DIE.
THIS WILL BE MY LAST UPDATE
-JONES."
Just some nerds' attempt at roleplaying. That's not what IGN is for! Whatever, you don't even care. Time to contact your server player and get this game a-rollin'
Alright, calm down. Time to asses the situation. You have confirmed with Jamie that the "Alchemiter," as he says it's called, is part of the game, and that he is just as baffled as you as to how he made it appear out of thin air and into your Moms' basement. Making good use of space, he deposits several other Sburan devices into available corners.
You experiment with these bizzare structures, but the only progress made is from Jamie, who drops an old TV on the "Cruxtruder", which lets loose a "kernalsprite", and activates a timer. Further science and S*** yields a few results with the mysterious "captchalouge" cards and "strife specibus" that were packaged with the game. Something seriously odd is in store.
You check the walkthrough for more information. Turns out what you thought was just unhelpful drivel was actually reports of similar oddities. The horrible possibility of meteoric death reveals itself the further you read, but you make progress with the activities that will apparently allow you to escape. After much cursing and arguments, you create a cruxite oven just in time, witnessing the miracle that is the cruxite burger.
You
take
a
bite.
INPUT TIME. What will coops planet be called?
Last edited by Grand Mal; 01-08-2012 at 07:42 AM.
Originally Posted by Almighty Janitor
That's the thing with fanfiction.net reviews, every fic tends to get blind praise even if it's no good. It's like the antithesis of YouTube or something.
Originally Posted by MrCheeze
and everyone knows the platonic ideal of misaimed-fan-ness only cares about trolls
The PRINCE OF SPEED takes his thrown in the LAND OF JUNK AND RACES, atop a brilliant pillar of scrapmetal. The sky is red cloud, streaked with yellow stripes. Rivers of a caramel-colored something cut through jagged terrain. On the tributaries, Greenish Newts glide competitively upon halphazard speedboats. It was indeed a majestic land, before the "Junk" part of its' title came about, thanks to the all-powerful denizen, Atlanta. Our hero will learn this soon enough.
For now, he watches as two brilliant kernels fly up, one down, and one below. A magnificent winged humanoid, resembling perfectly the Led Zeppelin poster he prototyped, floats there now, following The Prince as he looks for his mother.
She is nowhere to be found. Sullen, the Prince loiters by the mantle, which displays the ashes of his father, a once proud man. But the sprite has gotten clumsy, and suddenly, in a blinding flash of light-
DADSPRITE: hey
DADSPRITE: sup
Last edited by Grand Mal; 12-29-2011 at 10:05 PM.
Originally Posted by Almighty Janitor
That's the thing with fanfiction.net reviews, every fic tends to get blind praise even if it's no good. It's like the antithesis of YouTube or something.
Originally Posted by MrCheeze
and everyone knows the platonic ideal of misaimed-fan-ness only cares about trolls