You find your gaze drawn by the rotating sphere once again. Your treasures momentarily put aside, you place a hand the smooth sphere's surface and give it a good spin. As you fondly regard its rotation, you find yourself once again feeling as though this thing has a greater significance than it appears. As it slows, you see an insect crawl along its surface. You think about how different you are from the insect, how much greater and more intelligent you are than the insect. This thought does not fill you with pride or arrogance. Instead, you find yourself drawn to the little thing, so different from you. After all, you are different from most everything around here. That never stopped you from caring about the other gorillas, and that won't stop you caring about something like this.
As has been mentioned, you are an odd gorilla. Most of the other gorillas you know don't bother thinking about things like this. But you've always been different, and talking to your far away friends has only made that worse. Now, in your mind is the image of gorillas far away, in jungles that you have never even seen. You find yourself wondering again if there is, somewhere in that wide world of gorillas, any like you.
"At the innermost core of all loneliness is a deep and powerful yearning for union with one's lost self."-Kerchak, Gorilla chief
You are almost positive this is something Kerchak said. You think you overheard it.
You hear a sound coming from one of the other magical devices.
>Tarzan: Examine each devise in turn. Ignore the noise maker for now.
But it isn't the Noisemaker that's making the noise!
Anyway, you gingerly take out your magical devices, your treasures. You treat them gently not because they are particularly delicate (although some of them are), but because each and every one of them is a gift from your friends.
The first is a flat circluar device, purple in colour and emblazoned with an odd symbol. This was a gift from ionicWindsurfer, even though you didn't know it when you first found it. You don't know what it is, but every now and then it makes things appear on it. That is how you recieved all your other gifts. You call it the Make-Things-Appear Device.
The second is a simple box, a shape that was entirely foreign to you until it appeared. It was the second gift you recieved, this time from narcolepticWeaver. This Magic Box makes sure that all of your other devices don't run out of magic.
Next is the Noisemaker, a device that is filled with hundreds of animal noises that you had never heard before. It was a joint gift from monstrousPhenotype and albinoLagomorph, who included several flat circles which contained noises that she made, so that you could learn them. That, along with your next gift, was what allowed you to meet and get to know the rest of your far away friends.
The next one is your computer, the only device that you didn't name yourself. This was a gift from eccentricBibliophile, so that you could finally talk to the far away friends who were sending you these things. They tell you that you can use it for other things, but you don't know how to make it do anything other than activate the magical "pesterchum". You aren't really interested in it for anything else anyway. It was this device, not the Noisemaker, that made the sound just now, alerting you that one of your far away friends wants to talk to you.
You look over the rest of your treasures. The small dancing gorilla with a tail sent to you by unrefinedAllotrope, which is funny because gorillas don't have tails. The Hotmaker from metamorphizedCulinarian. The Sight Copier from submergedHoarder. And others, each a precious something reminding you that there are gorillas out there that don't mind if you are different.
Your computer makes a noise again, telling you that a second friend now wants to talk to you.
>Tarzan: Who are the people wanting to talk to you.]?
Let's see... there's narcolepticWeaver and ionicWindsurfer. You should probably talk to NW first, as she was the first one to contact you.
narcolepticWeaver began pestering simianMonarch
NW: hey tarzan!
SM: AL say to use second name
SM: Other gorillas try to steal eye-dent-a-tea
NW: eye what?
SM: It mean face
SM: SM not know why anyone would want SM's face
NW: oh well
SM: Why NW want to talk
NW: i just wanted to chat with someone
NW: before i went for my nap
NW: so how was your day?
SM: Day strange
SM: Not find any gorilla friends
SM: Find out Sabor female
SM: See strange star in sky during day
NW: a star?
SM: Star red
SM: Star get bigger
NW: then its probably a meteor
SM: What meteor
NW: its like
NW: i dont know
NW: a star that falls down
NW: thats what mom says
SM: IW say stars burning gas
NW: well these ones are rock
NW: i think
NW: but its still real hot
NW: and big
SM: Meteor may burn jungle
NW: but mom says i dont have to worry about them
NW: im going to be fine!
SM: That good
SM: SM hope jungle fine too
NW: so do i
NW: its time for my nap
SM: Good sleep
NW: i hope so
NW: im getting tired of those dreams of the bright room
narcolepticWeaver ceased pestering simianMonarch
Well it was nice to catch up with NW. She may not be very bright, but she is nice to talk to. Now you'd better see what IW wants
ionicWindsurfer began pesting simianMonarch
IW: Hey Monkey Brain
IW: I kind of have to talk to you
IW: It's kind of important
IW: Tarzan I'm serious
SM: AL say we not use real names
IW: First off
IW: Its only you and me reading this
IW: I swear I'm not going to steal your face, alright?
IW: And anyway
IW: Identity theft is going to be the least of our problems in a few hours
SM: What IW mean
IW: I mean things have changed
IW: Looks like you're going to have to play the game
SM: AL say no play Sburb
IW: Things have changed
IW: I hate to agree with HG
IW: He's a jerk
IW: And AL means well I know
IW: But she's opperating with limited information
IW: So am I
IW: But my information says people will start dying from falling rocks unless they play the game
SM: You mean meteors
IW: How did you know that?
IW: Look I'm sending you the disks
IW: Just start playing as soon as possible
IW: I'll get someone to be your server player
ionicWindsurfer ceased pestering simianMonarch
You hate it when this sort of thing happens. AL has never misled you, but neither has IW. It comes down to who you want to believe.
While you are thinking, the flat purple disk flashes and two smaller discs, both emblazoned with the logo of Sburb, appear on top of it.
>Tarzan: over black magic and smash the devil disks.
Why would you do that? This is how you've gotten all of your presents in the past, so there's no reason to be alarmed. After the first couple of times, magic kind of becomes routine.
>Tarzan: Install client disk.
You take one of the discs, with the world "client" on it, and insert it into your computer. You managed to piece together how to do that from previous experiences, mostly with the Noisemaker and its disks. Granted, that didn't come without some help from your friends and a lot of practice. You still find pieces of the discs you broke way back when you were first getting used to this.
Regardless, inserting the disk is easy. Beyond that, you have absolutely no idea what you are supposed to do, so you watch the nice flashing pattern that shows up for while.
>Tarzan: Ask one of your friends what to do.
You wonder who you should ask. Your first instinct would be AL, but of course you can't. She was the one who made you promise not to play this game, and you already feel bad about breaking that promise, even if it is because you'd otherwise die. Having her actually berate you for this would only make things worse.
You peruse the list of your friends for someone who might be able to help, when suddenly one of them decides to start pestering you anyway.
metamorphizedCulinarian began pesting simianMonarch
MC: Hey there!
MC: IW messaged me.
MC: Said you needed someone to be your server player.
SM: What server player
MC: Don't worry.
MC: I've got everything covered.
MC: You'll be playing faster than you can say gumbo!
MC then sets about explaining (and in many cases, re-explaining in simpler terms) the basics of the game you are to be playing and what you are supposed to do. Such tediousness is best looked over. Perhaps it would be prudent to observe what some other potential players are up to?
I have gathered that where most Sburb-ventures fail is when we get to the whole "entering the medium" thing. Thus, I feel it prudent to simply skip over that. It's not like there's any real surprises there right now. Maybe in the future, though.
For right now, let's just look at what one of our other characters are doing, hm? Aladdin, or perhaps someone else that has been mentioned. We still have a couple of characters to introduce, so we might as well get started on that.
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Gotta say tarzan is my favorite character, both in general media and in the adventure so far. Im liking his characterization and can't wait to see him trying to puzzle through his first round of alchimization.
My theory is the authors try to juggle every character out all at once and it kills the tale. I would advise sticking with one character at a time for long periods at a time. Not only should this make the tale better overall, you get much more chances to characterize and personize your characters. Don't be afraid to go back in time when you have to. Just my two cents on the matter.
I'm way too cool to have a signature... wait a second...
You attempt to be the Lion King, but fail for several reasons.
First of all, he does not exist in this world.
Second of all, he's kind of dead.
This is terribly depressing and traumatic.
Besides, you a far too busy being this guy. You are now a kid sitting in a small space with a laptop. You have brown hair tied in what could be described as a short pony tail, wear a black leather jacket, and in general look like the kind of kid who does what he wants and plays by his own rules.
What could this almost impossibly cool kid be named?
You know, I think I'm going to stop taking joke names soon, it's going to get old pretty quick.
On the note of non-human characters, I'd like to ask a quick question concerning a major issue when it comes to Sburb-ventures. Specifically, Trolls?
Okay, maybe I need to be a bit more descriptive. Non-human characters are indeed going to be a thing in this, the question is how I'm going to go about it. A lot of Sburb adventures I've seen include Trolls, which strikes me as a bit odd as I've always felt like they are something unique to the Homestuck Kid's session, so I'm a bit leery on using them. However, the alternative to that is I make up my own alien/cross dimensional species, which will probably be a lot less developed than the Trolls in most ways.
So, to sum up in a simple way, we have on the one hand an entirely original race which I fear may feel like a slapdash addition at best.
On the other hand we have the potential for Troll Bambi.
I wouldn't mind having some input on this decision.
I really don't know which one this is...
Kid from sci-fi Treasure Island.
Uh, hm... Trolls are inspired by insects, maybe you could do two races on the same planet that are based on reptiles and birds respectively? Birds evolved from reptiles, so it makes sense that they'd be on the same planet. To me, anyway. I dunno I'm dumb ignore this
What? No way. You are waaaay to cool for names like that.
Not that there's anything wrong with Arthur, per say. You know an Arthur, Arthur's a pretty okay guy. But everyone also agrees: Arthur is a total dweeb.
>Kid: Be from Sci-fi Treasure Island.
You are now JIM HAWKINS, probably the most exceptionally cool guy around. You can understand why some people haven't heard of you, because you're just not mainstream like that.
You are currently engaged in a very important undertaking in what is either a very large closet or else a very small bathroom. You haven't been able to find a light, and it smells of CLEANING PRODUCT in any case. Technically speaking, you are hiding in here. While you have completed the all the jobs that you've been given, you know how it is for cabin boys on this ship: if someone sees you, they always, always, ALWAYS have another job for you. So you need to stay hidden for the time being.
Because right now you are trying to save your friends' lives.
Treasure Planet is definitely on my top five list of Disney movies, and is definitely one of the company's unknown classics. I would suggest everyone go watch it if they get the chance. But yeah, I know it isn't very well known. Thankfully, it's probably the most obscure Disney movie I'm going to be using.
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You star intently at the screen of the laptop in front of you, trying to plan out your next move. According to hedonisticGerontophobe, he and Aladdin are already confirmed to play the game, as are metamorphizedCulinarian, eccentricBibliophile, and crystalineFashionista, and of course yourself. He claims that Aladdin is going to convince hermeticalTrichologist and/or monstrousPhenotype to play. You have just sent your copies of Sburb, both the client and server disks, to Tarzan in hopes that he will begin to play as well.
That only leaves submergedHoarder, dispossessedSquire, albinoLagomorph, and narcolepticWeaver to convince. NW is... special. Only DS and AL really know her that well, and unfortunately right now neither of them are willing to help you convince her. DS might be easy enough to convince if he wasn't two blocks away from AL and living in constant fear of the girl. As for AL herself, she knows as much about the game as you or HG, but is adamant about not playing, and keeping the others from doing so if at all possible. And SH claims she's not going to support the product of a competetor to her father's company.
As if that matters right now!
So what are you going to do, try and convince one of these silly girls (and/or one dweeby guy), or make sure that your other friends are making the progress they need to?
Thought I'd give you guys a quick overview of the players in the "Earth" session of Disneystuck.
And to anyone who decides to do the math: I know the number of players is wonky for a regular Sburb session. I HASS A PLAN, don't worry.
>Better support the ones already on your side first, make sure they're happy or at least amicable so they don't go turning to the other side.
My sburbventure is the session after a human one, wherein the human one had 9 players but one of them had a split personality and 2 dreamselves to match, in addition to being half troll due to either a severe ectobiological screw-up on the leader's part or inevitable fate, depending on how you look at it. So yeah. There are lots of pretty much valid ways to do that.
You guess that you'd better make sure that everything is going well for these folks. You just have to remember to play it cool. None of them, with the possible exception of HG who probably doesn't care, know the full gravity of the situation, and getting them excited will not help anyone. Just play it like you can't wait to play a regular game with your friends, alright?
ionicWindsurfer began pestering metamorphizedCulinarian
IW: How are things going with Tarzan
MC: Not bad at all!
MC: He just finished loading up.
MC: Oh hey I can see him on the screen!
IW: Yeah the game does that
IW: Do you know the stuff you need to deploy
MC: Going to try that now.
MC: Oh man he's freaking out.
MC: I shouldn't laugh.
MC: Poor guy has no clue what's going on.
IW: Don't worry he'll calm down eventually
IW: Just keep playing
IW: You guys will figure everything out I'm sure
Alright, so at least Tarzan is on his way. Now you need to check up on a few others.
ionicWindsurfer began pestering eccentricBibliophile
IW: Hey bookworm
IW: Do you have your copy yet
EB: I was just about to run out and get them.
IW: How long has it been since I checked last
EB: I had to help Papa with one of his inventions.
EB: You seem really anxious.
EB: Is something the matter?
IW: Nothing's the matter
IW: I just want everyone to get started a soon as possible
EB: I just have to pay someone a visit and then I'll be right along.
IW: Oh no
IW: Please tell me you are not blowing us off to hang out with HIM
EB: Don't worry.
EB: I'll just be dropping in.
IW: Why do you bother with him
EB: He is my boyfriend.
IW: He's an ass
EB: Mon dieu.
EB: Yes I will admit.
EB: He has some anger issues.
IW: That's not what I hear
EB: Who have you been talking to?
EB: Sacrebleu if Cindy's been squeeling...
IW: She's just worried for you
IW: I am too
IW: We just don't want you to get hurt
EB: I told her.
EB: And I'll tell you.
EB: Touched me.
IW: But how long is that going to last
EB: If you keep being such a jerk I may just skip playing the game with you.
IW: Just be careful alright
IW: And if anything happens
IW: Let me know
For the love of... how can she be so smart and yet so dumb? What she sees in that guy you will never know, but if he ends up hurting her...
You don't have time to worry about that right now. Actually, so long as she gets her hands on the game you suppose you won't have to worry about HIM for very much longer.
ionicWindsurfer began pestering crystalineFashionista
IW: Hey princess
CF: * Princess Cindy warmly welcomes the sailor into her halls *
CF: * "Greetings humble sea man," she says with a smile *
IW: You know I don't do that
CF: * oh you are no fun *
IW: If you want to rp go bother Ali
IW: Which brings me to what I wanted to talk about
IW: You're still set to be his server player right
CF: * yeah i guess *
IW: You guess
IW: What's that supposed to mean
IW: Did you go somewhere
CF: * sorry *
CF: * someone was distracting me *
IW: One of those trolls again
CF: * i dont think they are trolls *
CF: * theyre more like *
CF: * hardcore rpers *
IW: I guess that's why you're the only one of us that hasn't blocked them
CF: * yeah *
CF: * theyve got this really interesting rp going *
IW: Well you kind of have your commitment to us to worry about right now
IW: You can rp with the crazies later
CF: * alright *
CF: * i go see if i can grab the server disk *
You have no idea why that girl seems to have trouble keeping on track. Does she expect some magical fairy to just poof the disks into her computer?
You almost hesitate to check on Aladdin. Surely he has the disks by now, right?
ionicWindsurfer began pestering unrefinedAllotrope
IW: Hey street rat
IW: Are you there
UA: yeah sorry
UA: you kind of caught me at a bad moment
UA: just getting past another trap
IW: So you probably don't have the disks yet
UA: not yet
UA: but im getting close to where i think they are kept
IW: Well that's good
IW: Cindy's going to be your server player
UA: i got to go
UA: HT finally logged on
What? It's not sexist! You live on a ship, you've interacted with exactly two females face to face, the Captain and your Mom. Neither of which give you any experience with rationally convincing one of anything.
ionicWindsurfer began pestering dispossessedSquire
IW: Hey Wart
DS: hi jim
DS: you know that is not my name right?
IW: It makes you one of the gang
IW: You know
IW: Aladdin is Street Rat
IW: I'm Bilge Rat
IW: You're Wart
IW: You hang with us and you gotta have a cool nickname
DS: i guess
IW: So Wart
IW: Old buddy
IW: Do you feel up to playing a game?
DS: sorry i cannot
DS: i have got way to much studying to do
DS: my tutor is going to be here in an hour
DS: and if i do not prepare for him he gets mad
IW: She's already gotten to you huh?
DS: my tutor is a guy
IW: You know that's not who I'm talking about
IW: Come on man you got to learn to stand up for yourself
IW: You can't just let this girl run your life
DS: but she said that playing Sburb was dangerous
IW: Yeah well not playing is even more dangerous
IW: Tell me
IW: Are you near a window?
IW: Look out at the sky
IW: Depending on where you are looking you might just see something
IW: That is in fact a flaming ball of death coming to destroy your house
DS: i do not see anything
IW: Well it's coming
IW: Nothing you can do will stop it
IW: But if you play the game you can escape it
IW: Look I don't have time to explain the details
IW: I can set you up with a server player and maybe save your life
IW: But you have to give me the go ahead man
IW: Come on
IW: Take some initiative
IW: You've probably got it right on the table
IW: But AL's scared you away from even opening it
IW: That girl has got you whipped sir
IW: So what is it going to be
IW: Are you going to just cower in you room because of some girl?
IW: Or are you going to man up and play the damn game?
IW: I'll get someone to talk to you in a bit