Our Avatars Were In A Room Together: The RP

Ib Lake

“That just sounds like slavery with more steps.”

Elderstar

-Trudy-

Good.

-Peripa-

What medical professional? West... hahahahahahahaahHAHAHAHAHAH. No. It's a dog eat dog world, Peripa. He'd poison me, just like he'll poison you. Just you wait. OH YEAH. Just you wait! You can't trust labcoats, whitecoats, coatcoats. They're all a bunch of coats! That's what the cat nyas!

Outerstar Dorm

You are like a little baby. Factually speaking.

Bezacon

-The stage is full of epic cosplayers who challenge Kanaya for supremacy-

-She is sent to the Kanaya section-

-Beside her is...-

-A literal carbon copy of her-

Well This Is Somewhat Awkward Now Isnt It

-And beside the copy is a bearded man in a very lazy cosplay-

-He smiles-

Your Costume Looks Awesome, As Do You. Im A Feminist You Know, I Love Women So Much That Im Here In This Competition. Do You Know How Oppressed Women Are? I Took Gender Studies.

Ib Lake

-Yusuke-

It is certainly morbid yet ecologically minded. And no, she has not met the New Gods, only their toady, Starry Wisdom.

-Morty-

We are all slaves, I'm afraid. Forced to play petty little games or Games at the beck and call of wicked children. But it was not always so.

-She makes a show of looking away to the Lake-

Once we were free, and the world was ours. And dark was dark, and light was light. As it was when the bones and flesh of our reality had first set.

Pirateventures

-The candle's fire goes out-

Oh.

-Nothing seems to happen-

... oh. Disappointing.

Edited by eldritchseer on Feb 10th 2020 at 7:52:46 AM

Elderstar

"Are we leaving or what?"

Marcia - Elderstar

(clearly unnerved by Vania.)

Ib Lake

-He looks out onto the waters...-

...Is this a metaphor for "Belazel came and set up shop and ruined everything?" Where'd he even come from?? And all that business about the Starlight Game?

Outerstar

Wait how old are you?!

Elderstar

N-No, wait, I was...

("...kidding...")

(ah screw it)

Ib Lake

We're familiar with the 'petty little games' part, at least.

Bezacon

I Dont Know Is It Really That Awkward

I Mean We Are Both Cosplaying Kanaya Maryam Are We Not

-she looks blankly at Jefferson-

Please Do Not Talk To Me In Any Capacity Thank You

Outerstar Dorm

...Ah yes, good to speak to you again. I have not forgotten the errand, sir.

(Twirls his hair.)

However, I have been encumbered with matters both within and without our present game and was informed that the Canning Plant was quite far from our present locale. Forgive my asking, but are there any buses or trains that run that route?

Trollian

LN: understood. am i to assume that wizard has hassled you as well?

Elderstar Dorm

-She cocks her head at Trudy-

Where are we going?????????????????????????????????????????????? Question Mark?

Outerstar Dorm

Older than you by an appreciable margin.

Additionally, will we be going soon?

-Burzai pauses on the other end of the phone-

No. Not anymore - Cathedral blocks the way, really bad urban planning, I'm told. I'm sure you'll figure a way out there. I wait with baited breath til ya do, chief.

-He hangs up-

Bezacon

Well I Just Think That It Is Somewhat Awkward To Have Two Perfect Cosplays
As There Are Really No Grounds To Dictate A Winner Under Such Circumstances
I Dont Suppose I Could Pay You To Leave This Cosplay Competition

-The Other Kanaya leans in-

Is She Negging You? Thats Very Serious For Women To Face You Know. I Can Be Your White Knight

Ib Lake

Bezalel is not the stranger, her presence is an element of the dream. We know little else of the old time, but this intrusion of the New Gods upon our fair Dreamlands, well, that doesn't play well.

-Sol-

No doubt you are.

-A procession of hooded figures rise from podiums at the edge of the Pier, and the Troll descends on her throne-

-The figures are bound in chains, thrashing and struggling against them. One is recognizable as the fortune teller-

-She lazily peers at a teleprompter-

yo some traita fis)(y bitc)(es are gonna get iced today
we t)(oug)(t it woulda been cool if t)(ey didnt use t)(eir penal slavery to do some nasty traita s)(it
but t)(ey did so now t)(ey're goin to die i'm afraid to say

-She looks down at the water, idly toying with her trident, expression deeply bored-

old fuckass gods, i )(ereby, as t)(e ultimate leada a t)(is s)(itty dump, sentence you to deat)( by wata

-Jasper watches-

So goes an age, and with it, all hope that remained.

-She begins to snicker-

Edited by eldritchseer on Feb 29th 2020 at 6:59:49 AM

Elderstar

"Anywhere but here, great googly fraggly MOOGLY can you KEEP it TOGETHER"

Elderstar

(Marcia gets sent back to Homevessel.)

(She gets replaced with her Reploid counterpart)

W-what's going on here?

Outerstar

(quietly waiting.)

Ib Lake

-It starts to click in Yusuke's head...-

...Those are the old gods?! Hang on!

-Yusuke makes a break for the shore, shouting up a storm-

Hang on! Wait! Hold on a second!

Elderstar

1 w1ll acqu1est t0 that part1cular p01nt g1ven my current level 0f understand1ng f0r the s1tuat10n/

Elderstar

"And why is Marcia a robot now???"

Outerstar

Seriously what the fu Nevermind, we're going.

Elderstar

-She laughs and claps at Peripa-

Great!!!

-And then turns to Trudy, frowning-

What?? I'm kinda high right now.

-She snaps into position, pointing at Morph Moth-

YOU ARE OUR NEWWWWW TEAMMATE.

Outerstar Dorm

-Sam taps her foot, looking at Kinnikuman-

-She nods at Mikey-

Very well. I can provide directions to the Library if they are required. My GPS functionaltiy is flawless.

Ib Lake

-The trident embeds itself into the pier in front of Yusuke-

glub fuckin FINALLY
you don't know )(ow fuckin borin it is doin s)(it w)(ere not)(in )(appens
now i get to t)(row ma trident just for t)(e )(alibut
you're one of t)(ose game mot)(afuckas aren't you

-The gods thrash faster as a beast rises from the waters-

-A faceless, thousand-headed shifting beast, a protoplasmic mass, whose tendrils begin to curl around the bound gods-

)(ow do you wanna die

-Jasper crosses her arms, watching-

If you care to run, I have somewhere you may want to run to. Just a suggestion, however, I'm sure whatever death you're about to face will be very exciting.

Morph Moth - Elderstar

Huh? W-what, um, are the rules for this game?

Kinnikuman - Outerstar

I'll join you guys, I guess...

Edited by josh6243 on Feb 29th 2020 at 8:07:49 AM

Elderstar

"... oh my god- what were we doing? What was it that we were doing before this?? I've been infected with MORON."

Outerstar

That would be very helpful.

Ib Lake

-Yusuke comes to a skidding stop at the trident getting thrown at him, but furrows his brow as he sees a monster rise from the depths...-

...I'm not dying. And I don't think anyone else needs to die either.

-His hand hesitates for a second, then pulls the trident out of the ground to arm himself-

Fortune teller! I'm at least getting you out! I'd like my fortune read today!

-He RUSHES IN like a FOOL and goes to SLASH and STAB at the encroaching tentacles-

Edited by Rivux on Feb 29th 2020 at 7:56:21 AM

Elderstar Dorms

(Velvet sighs, this is all too much noise for her, and she shoots Morph Moth a sympathetic look)

Ib Lake

(Sol sighs, heavily, and rushes into the fray alongside Yusuke, sword alight with flame)

Here we go...

Morph Moth - Elderstar

(@Trudy) (sighs) You don't k-know?

(@Velvet) H-hello...

Outerstar Dorm

...I miss Clubs Deuce.

(Near slips the phone back into his pocket and climbs into his wheelchair, wheeling alongside Sam.)

Merely out of curiousity, could you run a hypothetical route calculation to the cannery?

Trollian — Memo

LN: pending more favourable setting: we are to meet in the library of the weird on st. nodens street.

LN: myself and my team are presently en route. please inform me when you are also outbound and/or if you have a suggestion for a better locale. thank you.

Ib Lake

-Morty, for what it’s worth, runs as well...screaming-

-In the complete opposite direction-