Greater Tokyo Metropolitan Area, Japan
...If you have the will to challenge your destiny of battle, son of man, state your name...
...wait, no. That part comes later.
Whomsoever you are at this moment, know that your universe is soon to end. Along with many others, and there is nothing you can do about it. Bearing in mind that we bear you no personal ill will, you must know that these apocalyptic events are entirely of our design. Perhaps you have seen it once, when you have looked up at the stars? The sense that somewhere out there lies something much greater than what you know? Or perhaps you stand at the pinnacle of your world, and cannot think of anything beyond it. It matters little in the end...
If you have the will to challenge your destiny of battle, state your name...
...wait, that's still wrong. You're not the guy with the blue hair!
>Enter name.
OTAKUR- No. You have a name, and that isn't it. It is...
>State name.
Your name is Atsuro Kihara. After having hijacked the server that controls the Demon Summoning Program, things returned to some approximation of "normal". Well, until this email showed up. You've been trying to trace its sender, but it's kind of taking a while. It reads like some sort of deity wrote it, but you don't think any of them are good with technology. It just doesn't make sense.
The email also came with a set of contact information, which you loaded into that IM client you made using some of the DSP's code. Theoretically, it should make the program flexible enough to handle connecting to other, more common clients without difficulty and even facilititate multi-way communication between them! This is VERY EXCITING for you, as PROGRAMMING has been one of your interests from a young age. You're not anywhere near as good as your friend's cousin NAOYA is at it, but he doesn't count because he CONTINUALLY REINCARNATES AND ALWAYS KEEPS HIS MEMORIES. You're also trying to find out who these other mysterious people are, but that's also taking a while. Good thing you've automated those processes!
>Atsuro: Call your friend.
You call your BEST FRIEND, whose NAME shall not be revealed, and let him know what's up. He seems a little frustrated, because now all that work you did getting out of the WAR OF BEL is basically worthless. He says that his cousin might want to hear about this, and tells you he'll pass it on, if he can ever get a hold of him.
>Atsuro: Somehow acquire S'PAWN.
Well, hello, what's this? It's another mysterious email with no sender field!
Share these files with no one. You're going to need them.
2 attached files: spawn_server_install.exe, spawn_client_install.exe
You'll have to take a look at these a bit later, you guess.
edited 24th Mar '12 11:32:29 AM by AweStriker
"Only now, after being besieged by a flock of talking ponies, did he really understand what he'd lost. ""Man, I never knew that invisibility potion tasted better when it's ice cold! This stuff is actually bearable now and OH SWEET SISTERS OF THE TRINITY, MY EYE!"
Jeffrey put a hand over his aching eye as he felt a message slowly pushing it's way into his mind. This message is the letter the other two players have recieved, and it shall not be repeated here because of redundancy.
"Okay... God only knows what that was about..."
Suddenly, another message is sent to Jeffrey's eye, regarding a spell that will give him access to something called Skaipa.
"Welp, might as well try it..."
After a quick incantation, his eye becomes connected to the Skaipa servers.
Blue Pacific, signing off...

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World Of Tropes
Whomsoever you are at this moment, know that your universe is soon to end. Along with many others, and there is not a thing you can do about-
??: Blah blah, huge spamwich... Why do I keep getting aggressive emails from overly religious people just because I have the unique belief that the universe is run by an author or director for the sole sake of entertainment?
Putting away the iToy, you turn around to look at the huge setup that towers over you. The Mayflower Express, the flying train you created from old rail cars using your experience working on the Orion Express, is facing straight upwards to the sky, adhering to the vertical rails it sits on via an unknown force. Despite there being nothing holding the locomotive you've dubbed the "Wyvern" or the rest of the train cars from simply crashing down. What you do know is the modifications you've made will allow the vehicles, whose magitech systems formerly only allowed atmospheric flight, to traverse the stars. You've been been living out of it for the past two months.
Oh, right. What is your name?
NERDFACE LONERFREAThat wasn't an invitation for you to try that tired old joke. In fact it wasn't even a question so much as an assumption you don't know the name already.
Your name is Steamer. Well, your nickname anyway. You don't like to talk about it, but suffice to say, you're an orphan who has conveniently never met his parents.
Today is the 21st of December, approximately two years since the accident in Everglad. No, you don't want to talk about that either.
> Stop talking in first person.
Steamer: Thanks. I hate when that happens. Now then, all I need to finish modifying this thing is to install that software patch to XE-1... which I'm still waiting on an email for. Might as well install that new instant messenger app...
Steamer opens the web browser on his phone, a small icon in the corner showing the carrier as "Twystular Wireless". In the list of top apps, a new IM client with voice chatting called Skaipa seems to have popped up out of nowhere. Nothing suspicious about that. After downloading it, he checks his email one last time...
Steamer: Nothing. It would have been faster to code the patch myself! Oh, well. It's getting late...
He is about to close the browser when he notices an ad for "S'PAWN Open Beta"
Steamer: On second thought, I'm pulling an all-nighter.
He taps the link and downloads the game onto the iToy, then decides to head inside from the cold mid-winter night. Upon entering the train, the artificial gravity kicks in and he goes from standing in the gravity well of Thera to standing on the floor of the Mayflower Express, despite he fact that the floor is at a 90 degree angle to the real "down". The game finishes installing, and some text appears on screen.
S'PAWN version 0.0.3
© MEGA CORPORATION. SOFTWARE PIRACY IS EVIL.
S'PAWN client is running.
S'PAWN is automatically searching for a server...
Sorry if that was too lengthy. I'll check on the topic tomorrow.
edited 24th Mar '12 1:34:52 AM by iTroper