Fieldstuck (Chapter 2)

[psychapprentice]

Gwen: Pack everything.



Well, that packing job took quite a bit more effort than you expected.

Looks like the rain is letting up, just in time.

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And the mailbox arm is up! That is clearly what it's called, and that clearly means there's mail inside. Anyone who fails to grasp this simple concept must surely be an enormous goofball.

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You hope it came. That would be the best way to start this vacation.

[guillotineGuardian]

Woah, WHAT SORCERY IS THIS MAILBOX.

[Fish]

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[psychapprentice]

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Oh, yessssssss!!!!!!

[Fish]

> Look to see where your mother has gone to.

[Rafter]

Grab game, abscond

[causticlyOptimitious]

> Captchalogue the game and the box, separately.

I love inventory shenanigans.

[psychapprentice]

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The Sburb Alpha came, and one of your friends' Christmas presents arrived. This is just too cool!

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"Gwen!"

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Yeah, yeah, you're coming...

[guillotineGuardian]

> GET THAT DISK THIS INSTANT YOUNG GIRL.

[psychapprentice]

Gwen: Captchalogue the game and the box, separately.



You think you'll just hold them for now, to avoid unnecessary modus panic.

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Ooh, someone's pestering you. Today just keeps getting better and better!

[guillotineGuardian]

> Gwen: Answer.

[Flaise]

> Captchalogue your sylladex, thus creating a node dependency loop which will crash your modus and violently eject your inventory, forcing you to repair your suitcases with duct tape and then alternate re-packing everything with stargazing, now that the rain has so conveniently stopped, thus causing the rain to start up again, and then go back outside and damage your equipment in the rain which would by then have gotten bored with starting and stopping on such short notice. And then be late to where you're going.

[psychapprentice]

Gwen: Answer.

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-venturousLensman [VL] began pestering venusObserver [VO]-

VL: probably last chance to ask before you leave:
VL: is it there yet?
VL: if not i think we should give up on the physical discs
VL: if necessary a certain someone could probably be convinced work her haxxor majicks to get you a pirated copy
VO: how convenient that you would ask about that particular topic right now, even after i asked you to drop it already.
VO: because yessssssss!!!!!!
VO: i got the sburb alpha!!!!
VO: like, not even five minutes ago.
VL: sweetness
VO: truly, your timing is the best.
VL: cool
VL: so you wanna start real quick right now and continue when you get to america?
VO: ok, so maybe your timing's not *that* the best.
VO: i'm leaving right now.
VO: as in already left.
VO: oh look, i can see the car mother called.
VL: damn
VL: let me know when youre ready to play then
VO: it's about an eight hour trip.
VO: and i think i'd like to spend some time with my hosts before i callously abandon them in favor of a computer game.
VO: i haven't seen them in months, you know.
VL: well when was the last time you saw me?
VO: i talk to you nearly daily!
VL: what these people dont have pesterchum?
VO: no.
VO: we occasionally talk via email.
VO: but it's not the same as actually being in someone's presence.
VO: i promise, if i was visiting you, i'd be sure to avoid distractions too.
VL: oh really?
VL: because the last time we met you didnt seem to have that philosophy
VO: yes, and i learned my lesson.
VO: when you only have limited contact with someone, that time should be as productive as possible.
VL: i always spend my time as productively as possible
VL: why do you think im awake at 5 am?
VO: good gravy, is that the time in the states?
VL: in select timezones
VL: well just the one actually
VL: but it is a select timezone
VL: its the choicest timezone there is
VL: its like "central?" make up your damn mind
VL: "mountain?" yeah right
VL: "eastern?" pffft
VL: west coast represent
VO: oh no!
VO: i suddenly don't care about american coasts!
VO: what a crying shame :'(
VL: why is it anytime the topic of america is brought up you immediately go on the attack?
VO: because every american thinks america is soooooo great!
VO: but i know australia is the best.
VO: and it's my home.
VL: pfffffffft!
VO: i resent your impossibly long pft.
VO: seriously, that amount of f's is completely excessive.
VO: no one should make that noise.
VO: it would sound like air escaping a balloon through a tiny opening.
VL: ...
VO: anyway, you should probably go to sleep if it's 5 am.
VO: wait...
VO: are you still awake, or already awake?
VL: kind of both
VO: oh that's right.
VO: i forgot about your crazy sleep schedule.
VL: its not crazy if it works
VO: i'm telling you, you are killing yourself.
VL: no im liberating myself
VL: i have so much time on my hands i practically dont know what to do with it!
VO: oh here's a novel idea:
VO: sleep!
VL: oh gwen
VL: when will you learn?
VL: sleep is for the weak
VO: well then i must be a complete wimp, because i'm quickly getting tired of this conversation.
VO: oh wait, no, i'm just tired.
VO: i stayed up pretty late last night.
VL: why would you do that if you have a trip today?
VO: i didn't mean to...
VO: i just kinda... lost track of time.
VL: tsk tsk
VL: i am disappointed in you gwen
VO: what are you, my mother?

[Naristar]

Run back and make sure you didn't forget anything

[ICan'tGiveCredit]

VL: Yes. I am. *star wars music starts playing*

VO: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[guillotineGuardian]

> VL: Collapse from exhaustion.

[Rafter]

Get in the car, mother's waiting!

[psychapprentice]

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VL: no
VL: but im basically your father
VL: your mom and i talk about you all the time
VL: plotting ways to effectively parent your ass
VO: shut up.
VL: yeah guess im a real sucker for a nice pantsuit
VO: stop now.
VL: and a nice ass
VO: if you don't stop, i promise i will start talking about art.
VL: you wouldnt dare
VO: actually, come to think of it, i did recently finish sketching a picture of you.
VL: oh no
VO: yeah, i haven't inked it yet, because all the pens in my house have mysteriously vanished.
VO: but i'm sure the glasswrights have some.
VO: i can't wait to get my hands on some penis so i can finish you off.
VO: pens.
VO: oh fuckj.
VL: pffahahahahaha
VO: fuck fuck fuck.
VL: oh man that is too great
VO: fuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuck
VO:
VL: there are no words
VO: can you please just grow up?
VL: who needs maturity when you have friends who fall victim to the most classic freudian slip of all time?
VO: THIS NEVER HAPPENED.
VL: i will never forget this
VL: and neither will pesterchum btw
VO: please.
VO: look, see, i'm being polite.
VL: very well then
VL: i think i can be persuaded to never bring this up again
VO: ...
VO: persuaded how exactly?
VL: nothing you dont want to do anyway
VL: play sburb with me asap
VO: you know, you're a dick.
VL: was that another freudian slip?
VO: no, you're just a freudian jerkface.
VL: ok look
VL: i dont want this to come between us
VL: if youre really that embarrassed by this ill let it go
VL: thats what a good friend would do right?
VO: yes, exactly!
VO: thank you.
VL: just like a good friend would play games with his/her friend when asked
VO: oh for pete's sake
VO: why am i the only target of your nagging? can't you find someone else to play with you?
VL: le is not that interested in the game and eo doesnt even have it yet
VO: what?
VO: how can he not have it?
VO: didn't his grandpa work for skaianet?
VL: i dont know
VL: hes never really available for long enough to ask him anything important
VO: well what about your "haxxor" friend?
VO: wouldn't she be interested?
VO: especially if it means spending more time with you????
VO: *suggestive eyebrows*
VL: no
VL: dont you dare suggest anything with eyebrows
VL: those eyebrows better stay where they are
VL: and not bounce around with pent up sexual tension
VO: i don't think my brow is the one who's eager for some action.
VO: i've heard so much about this friend of yours.
VO: and some things i've heard are a tad...
VO: lascivious.
VL: i have literally no idea what youre talking about
VO: you don't remember this?

--venusObserver [VO] sent venturousLensman [VL] transcript from 10/12/12 14:13 [VL/VO]--

VL: holy shit
VO: yeah, that was more or less my reaction.
VL: i never said any of that!
VO: it says you did.
VL: oh fuck i think i know what happened
VL: that bitch hacked my account!
VO: :O
VL: im going to kill her!

--venturousLensman [VL] ceased pestering venusObserver [VO]--

VO: oh my god, you can't be serious.

[Flaise]

> Get in the car and incessantly ask, "Are we there yet? Are we there yet? Are we there yet?"

[psychapprentice]

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Shit.

He might actually kill her.

[benevolentBaroness]

>Wonder why there's only one disk when there's supposed to be two.

[psychapprentice]

Gwen: Wonder why there's only one disc when there's supposed to be two.



What? Why on Earth would there be two discs? The only reason the game would need more than one would be if it was an immense file, and you honestly don't see a silly little game needing that much storage. Having two discs would just be an invitation to lose one of them. You're sure the game designers wouldn't be so mischievous as to deliberately impede access to the game.

[benevolentBaroness]

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LE for Lord English? (hahaha)

>See if anybody else is online.

[psychapprentice]

Gwen: See if anybody else is online.



Nope. 0 messages, 0 chums online.

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Oh look, you're here.

[guillotineGuardian]

> Is that an Android or an iPhone?

I know it doesn't matter, but I care. I MUST KNOW.