For understanding's sake, I'll switch my color to regular green.
>Renner: Check Pesterchum
Oh hey, a message. From one of the TENANTS no less.
sageArcanic pesters HopelessHumanist
sA: O-oh, s-s-sure.
Goddammit. Your auto typing feature was picking up your stutter.
sA: I g-g-guess I s-should install t-the cli-ient program the-e-en.
You pull up your downloads folder and find the SBURG programs withing.
You start up the CLIENT INSTALLER and enter the PRODUCT REGISTRATION KEY on the ticket. It seems to have accepted the code and starts the rather cinematic installation process.
edited 1st Oct '11 4:27:53 PM by Zeromaeus
MM: ...this is most serious. It appears that this game carries with a certain extent of bending reality to our whims. What other commands do you have at your disposal as the server player?
edited 1st Oct '11 4:37:48 PM by Lemurian
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Not Literally Me
>FE: Get pestered.
You pull your PDA from your jacket pocket (captchaloguing a spoon as you do so to offset the cost) and quirk an eyebrow at Tom's request.
FE: "Tom, would you mind if I politely asked what you're doing that requires large heavy objects?"
FE: "Bear in mind, if your answer in any way pertains to you breaking something, I am personally going to head up to your room and stab you with the spoon I just captchalogued."
FE: "And that would get blood all over the floor, and I'd have to stab you again for ruining the carpet."
FE: "But yeah, why the need for heavy objects?"
edited 1st Oct '11 4:37:12 PM by MadeOfAxes
"One thing, though- apparently the eldest goat is the bastard child of Muhammad Ali and the Hulk." ~ Exelixi, on The Three Billy Goats Gruff.
Yep, they play music too
> Mike: Pester Tom
AA: You said +here was ano+her objec+/ Where are you pu++ing +ha+?/
And how's +he heavy objec+ coming along?/ I'm sure +here's some+hing inside +his +hing/
Ashe? Really? Sad Little Try-hard.
iP: no need to get stabby.
iP: i just need to open something up, and the reason i ask for something sturdy is be(ause i would like to avoid breaking anything in the pro(ess.
iP: i would also like to avoid having a spoon ending up lodged in my esophagus, you see.
iP: whi(h is why i'm asking, and not, say, roaming the house looking for something i (an use.
>Pester Mike
iP: i'm working on it.
iP: i'm also working on averting any potential future spoon-related a((idents, so just hang on for a moment.
edited 1st Oct '11 4:44:15 PM by l3wt
When in deadly danger, When beset by doubt, Run in little circles, Wave your arms and shout.
Not Literally Me
> Eric: Contemplate
FE: "Sure, you can use whatever you like , so long as you don't break anything. If you do, I'm keeping this spoon handy."
FE: "What sort of thing are you looking for? I can think of all sorts of large and heavy things around the house. Where are you, and what do you need it to do?"
edited 1st Oct '11 4:48:09 PM by MadeOfAxes
"One thing, though- apparently the eldest goat is the bastard child of Muhammad Ali and the Hulk." ~ Exelixi, on The Three Billy Goats Gruff.
>Steve: Wake Up
You finally do, just a little bit behind schedule. Usually, you wake up rather early in the morning, but, due to being SO EXCITED AND ANXIOUS about playing the NEW GAME with all of the other tenant's, you seemed to have stayed up for a rather long time last night. Thus, in return, you overslept.
Ah well, it doesn't seem to be too late. You just hope everyone hasn't started without you!
>Check surroundings.
Within your rented room, you own a DESK, a MODERATELY-SIZED LAPTOP, a SMALL-SIZED TELESCOPE, and an ALIEN DOLL, a keepsake of your youth, that helps calm the RANDOM ANXIE Ty ATTACKS you suffer from occasionally.
>Check SYLLADEX.
Currently inside your SYALLADEX is your TRUSTY LASER-POINTER and MINI-MAGNIFYING GLASS, which has little-to-no use other than to COMBINE with your LASER POINTER and ANNOY THOSE who may gaze into the red beam.
>Attach LASER-POINTER to STRIFE SPECIBUS.
You do this, your ORBITAL MODUS rotating the LASER-POINTER at just a rate where it can easily be taken. You don't know why you haven't done this before, as the ABSTRATUS turns to LASERKIND.
>CAPTCHALOGUE the ALIEN DOLL.
You do, though it's rate of orbit goes at a slightly slow pace. Not enough to be a real pain, but might cause a problem if it's not able to be grabbed during one of your ANXIET ATTACKS.
>CAPTCHALOGUE LAPTOP.
You guess it would be useful to carry it around, especially if you're late to the GAME and need to start playing the moment you get your TICKET.
The rate of orbit for the LAPTOP is just a bit slower than the ALIEN DOLL, but still not slow enough to cause any inconvenience.
>Finally, leave the room.
You open the door and immediately go DOWNSTAIRS.
The others are probably up by now, though you don't seem to find anyone in the main hall.
>Check TROPHY ROOM.
If Eric's not in his room, he should be here..
>ENTER
You spot the WEALTHY LANDLORD lounging around. Seemingly checking his PDA. you guess you should wait until he's done...
I'm a ghost, you didn't see me.
iP: i'm in my room, but that's not important.
iP: (an you think of something (lose to the study. that's where it needs to go. just something heavy, like a safe or something.
edited 1st Oct '11 4:53:40 PM by l3wt
When in deadly danger, When beset by doubt, Run in little circles, Wave your arms and shout.
Snowy
Someone else wants to join, is that ok?
->
You check the controls.
BB: there's "deploy", "revise", "Phernalia registry", "grist cache", "Atheneum", and "alchemy excusious"....i'll see what deploy does.
You check the deploy box, and find 3 machines.
BB: there's some machines in here.... a cruxtruder, a totem lathe,and an alchemiter. which one do you want me to put down?
edited 1st Oct '11 4:57:58 PM by stargirl93
Not Literally Me
FE: "Well, there's always the safe. That thing's built to be sturdy. Should be in the corner of the room, and it barely has anything in it at the moment, so manhandling it won't break anything. It's not my primary safe, anyway. Go crazy."
-fractalEconomist [FE] stopped pestering inherentlyProblematic [IP] -
>Look up
You realise Steve has walked into the room.
"Hi Steve. You looking for a SBURG ticket?"
"One thing, though- apparently the eldest goat is the bastard child of Muhammad Ali and the Hulk." ~ Exelixi, on The Three Billy Goats Gruff.
Detective Extroadinaire
HH: All right, let us see what this thing is capable of...
>Open SBURG window and screw around.
You open the window to find a view of Renner in his room. Out of curiosity you click on a random object, and are intrigued to find you can lift it. Unfortunately, your finger slips on the touchpad and flings it across the room.
edited 1st Oct '11 5:45:39 PM by Aniventerie
Need a tall, brawny fella to come by and inspect your pickle? Perhaps I may be this fella.
iP: alright, thank you.
>Whack the cruxtruder.
You pick up the safe, carefully hover it over the cruxtruder and gently oh shit you dropped it. The lid flies off, and the countdown begins. The sound of the SAFEBONK must have been audible through the entire complex.
>Pester Mike.
iP: that did the tri(k at least.
edited 1st Oct '11 5:12:51 PM by l3wt
When in deadly danger, When beset by doubt, Run in little circles, Wave your arms and shout.Hey Eric...Oh, yeah..The ticket and stuff...Is everyone playing already?...
You ask as he spots you and finishes up his PDA-ing.
I'm a ghost, you didn't see me.
MM: As many as you can.
Luckily, YOUR ROOM is organized in a VERY ORDERLY FASHION. You have plenty of EMPTY SPACE.
MM: But in an orderly and convenient manner, please.
edited 1st Oct '11 5:22:21 PM by Lemurian
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Snowy
BB:right.
You place all three of the machines in Alexandra's room, in a nice orderly fashion.
>Worry about what the SAFEBONK was.
The sound draws your attention, and you have to stifle the urge to go check. Working out how these machines work is much more serious.
>So check out those machines, then.
You dedicate some time to examining the strange machinery.
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===>
Renner watches as his shelf of collectible figurines rises into the air and falls to the ground. The shelf, a cheap thing bought for shelf space rather than sturdiness, crumbles on impact.
>Renner: Freak The Fuck Out
You sit in the floor and rock back and forth for a few minutes. Either you just went crazy or psychic demons have finally come after you.
>Renner: Examine Figurines
You search through the wreckage of your shelf.
It looks like everything is ok.
You start captchaloging the spilled figurines in your ARCHIVE MODUS.
...
Wait.
Something is wrong.
You frantically search for your favorite figurine.
NOOOOOOOO!
Your prized BLACK DRAGON FIGURINE lays under the wreckage, its tail snapped cleanly off.
You can't decide whether to be furious or miserable. You settle for listening to sorrowful music on your headphones while desperately trying to get the tail to fit back on. Where did you put that glue?
edited 1st Oct '11 8:55:47 PM by Zeromaeus
Detective Extroadinaire
>Robin: Apologize profusely.
HH: Oh dear! I am incredibly sorry for the damages...I'll see if I can replace anything broken. I still need to figure out the nuances of these controls.
HH: Hmm...there seems to be things I can deploy as well.
>Deploy the Cruxtruder
Finding an empty corner, you deploy the CRUXTRUDER, spending zero build grist in the process.
HH: Here, why don't you fool about with this contraption? It looks like it does something interesting.
Need a tall, brawny fella to come by and inspect your pickle? Perhaps I may be this fella.
==>
A large device appears in the corner of your room, distracting you sufficiently from your considerable loss.
Your computer bleeps as your messenger updates. You speak, your words being caught by the auto typer.
sA:A-are you doing thi-is? This i-is crazy.
You poke at the cruxtruder with your scythe, wondering where exactly it came from.
edited 1st Oct '11 10:03:48 PM by Zeromaeus
Bard of Blaze
>Alys: Wake
What nonsense is this? Alys is already out and about! There is no conceivable reason for her to still be in bed at this hour.
>Be Alys
You sure about that? Alright then. Your name is ALYS FLETCHER. You are currently on your way back to your APARTMENT. You were out and about on your MORNING LARP with some friends, which is why you are currently dressed in a RIDING HOOD. You do not mind the odd looks you receive from strangers- while you could conceivably switch out your clothes using your SYLLADEX, your BAG OF HOLDING MODUS is slightly inconvenient for the job.
>Alys: Enter the apartment
As you walk into the main building, you realize that something is... off. You hear a large thud, but you ignore it and head to the kitchen. You are starving after all of the adventuring you did, and you are out of rations. Your LANDLORD, Eric, is in there.
>Alys: Greet the Landlord.
shoot I need to pick a color. I'll just pick something random and hope I'm not overlapping.
Hark, my lord! What news hath the new day brought?
>Alys: Stop speaking like that!
NEVER. It is who you are. At the moment, anyways.
edited 3rd Oct '11 12:57:13 PM by Kasek
bluhbluh huh?
Detective Extroadinaire
HH: Yes, that was me. It seems this game grants some level of ability to edit the universe local to the client...this is fascinating.
HH: Maybe some more riddles could be answered if you attempted to activate the machine. Why not try the rotary control affixed to the side of it?
Need a tall, brawny fella to come by and inspect your pickle? Perhaps I may be this fella.
Yep, they play music too
> Mike: Yell at Tom
Wait, no! You told him to do that!
> Mike: Thank Tom
AA: +hanks, ma+e/ +ha+ did +he +rick/
You watch as a weird flashing blue thing comes out of the top of the Cruxtruder. Your not really sure what to make of it. Might as well ask Tom.
AA: Is +ha+ you +om?/
Cinnamon is already taken by Eric.
edited 1st Oct '11 11:28:53 PM by Meta-ridley
Ashe? Really? Sad Little Try-hard.
>Renner: Turn The Rotary Device
You grab the wheel and give it a tug... and you just end up hurting your hands.
sA:I-it see-ems fixed i-i-in place.
The top barely-y-e-even wiggled.
W-wait. You b-broke my b-b-black dragon! That took me hou-ou-ours to paint!
iP: no, that's not me.
iP: as to what it is, it might be some sort of game (onstru(t, i guess. it doesn't look very dangerous.
iP: if sort of seizure-y.
iP: i think i'm just going to deploy the al(hemiter too, i think it's up to you to a(tually use these ma(hines now. that (ountdown on the (ruxtruder might be something worth worrying about too.
>Tom: Deploy Alchemiter.
You move an expensive-looking table and some other smaller things out of the way to make room for the alchemiter, and set it down in the study along with the other stuff.
edited 2nd Oct '11 5:11:11 AM by l3wt
When in deadly danger, When beset by doubt, Run in little circles, Wave your arms and shout.
>Check Screen
You check the screen for what you just moved. Sure enough, It's a dictionary.
"........."
>pester mM
bB:uh, i guess it was me... this game is crazy...