#fatalisticfortune

CFF RIGHT NOW opened memo on board I APOLOGIZE FOR THE SUDDEN MEMO.

CURRENT nelumboLoom [CNL] RIGHT NOW responded to memo.

CNL: oh, hello everyone.

CURRENT bombasticBrave [CBB] RIGHT NOW responded to memo.

CBB: Holy shit on a biscuit

CNL: i am sorry for inviting everyone without prior notice.

CNL: i just sort of... grabbed, everyone online.

CFF: OH um tHat's ok ! suposse!

CURRENT dauntlessTracker [CDT] RIGHT NOW responded to memo.

CDT: --)- so what is it

CNL: i don't think i have talked with you, ff.

CNL: so hello.

CNL: my name is lars.

CBB: You did it all wrong lars! D:

CNL: did i?

CBB: Yeah you're suppose to be all

CFF: H!! !'m Carada !t's n!ce to meet you um

CBB: I'm the shiny dragon of justice, Kamen Rider NEW Meteor!

CFF: wHat's all tH!s for How does a memo work wHat even !s a memo

CBB: then strike a pose

CNL: um, something like a group chat, i believe.

CDT: --)- fuck my life

CNL: i'll save the posing for later, hank. this is rather important.

CDT: --)- what did you want lars

CNL: has anyone else crossed the first gate?

CFF: ! d!d but !'m not sure wHat !'m really do!ng now so ! tHougHt !'d wa!t and see wHat everyone else was do!ng and stuff

CBB: We got KR Carafever, New Meteor, and Kamen Rider Gluc-I mean Kamen Rider Glacis! All in one chat awesomeeeee

CDT: --)- I just got through

CFF: WHat was on tHe otHer s!de of your gates?

CDT: --)- another part of my land

CNL: so am i the only one disappointed to discover that the gate only led me somewhere else on my planet instead of another player's land?

CBB: I'm not even through the gate so 8D No worries lars

CDT: --)- disappointed

CFF: You're not!

CDT: --)- what's there to be disappointed about

CFF: ! don't know ! tHougHt !t was k!nd of lame ! wanted to maybe get somewHere less awful.

CNL: same.

CFF: So tHat was a d!sapo!ntment!

CDT: --)- yeah good luck with that

CFF: WHat's your land l!ke Lars

CNL: the smell is just a pungent here as everywhere else. i landed in a puddle of blood.

CNL: there is blood, everywhere.

CNL: literally everywhere except the sky.

CNL: and it reeks!

CBB: Could be worse though!

CNL: how so?

CFF: Worse tHan blood?

CBB: I have no clue 8D

CNL: haha.

CNL: oh yeah, here's the code for the baked potatoes i promised you.

CBB: omg you got baked potatoes?

CNL: 029BILd2

CBB: Lars if I could

CBB: I would hug you

CBB: possibly do the tango with you

CBB: and then eat the potatoes

CNL: why tango?

CBB: Why not??

CNL: eat the potatoes first.

CFF: OH yes! D!d any of you f!nd any more portals? THere are two more Here but !'m Hes!tant to go tHrougH tHem !n case tHey lead to anotHer part of my land and ! just keep go!ng tHrougH tHem and wHat !f ! can't get back

CFF: Wow tHat got k!nd of long w!nded sorry.

CNL: there are two more?

CNL: where?

CDT: --)- thank fucking gods you brought that up

CFF: ! just explored tHe underground caves a l!ttle and found anotHer two not far from tHe f!rst!

CNL: there are no caves on my land, though.

CDT: --)- someone has to go through

CBB: I don't know, I'm in a forest; I might be lost and it's raining like a mofo. buuuuuut I don't see no portals

CNL: does anyone know if other players have gone through the first gate like we had?

CFF: Hank you d!dn't go tHrougH tHe f!rst gate yet so tHat's probably wHy

CNL: i am quite behind in communication.

CDT: --)- hell if I know

CFF: ! only knew about Glac!s go!ng tHrougH?

CDT: --)- like I said though

CDT: --)- someone should go through

CFF: D!d you f!nd 2 more too?

CDT: --)- yeah

CNL: but what if it's dangerous!

CDT: --)- so what

CNL: oh, i never got your name, ff.

CNL: what should i address you as?

CBB: That's Kamen Rider Carafever

CDT: --)- her name is carada

CFF: !t's Carada! ! Sa!d !t up tHere but tHat's ok ! guess

CNL: why can't she be the one that introduces herself...

CNL: haha, nice to meet you carada.

CDT: --)- because hank is fucking stupid

CNL: hey! that's rude.

CBB: Now nooow KR Glacis your just mad cause I made that one mistake of calling you Glucose

CFF: Glucose

CNL: glucose?

CDT: --)- I have no shits left to give

CBB: Glucose!

CFF: WHy

CDT: --)- because

CDT: --)- he's fucking stupid

CNL: you shouldn't insult someone's intelligence just because they like fanciful introductions.

CDT: --)- but I guess this one is seimos' fault

CDT: --)- he was the one who started it

CNL: is it because you're so sweet in helping everyone?

CDT: --)- what

CBB: But guys don't worry me and glacis are super tight!

CNL: you're really sweet?

CBB: his insults are just his way of showing love uvu

CBB: I get all the love

CNL: i see, he really is a nice person then.

CDT: --)- no

CBB: a very nice guy!

CNL: oh!

CNL: i found them!

CNL: a pair of portals a little ways off in the heap mazes.

CDT: --)- good

CFF: Cool!

CDT: --)- carada

CNL: left or right?

CFF: YeaH?

CDT: --)- can you back me up here

CBB: middle!

CNL: hm.

CFF: Back you up on wHat tHe portals tH!ng or tHe n!ce tH!ng

CDT: --)- I helped you out so don' just stand there and call me this shit to my face

CNL: there is no middle, hank.

CNL: middle is just straight into another bloody lake.

CFF: Wa!t uH wHat am ! meant to be call!ng you

CNL: are you two still talking about the glucose thing?

CDT: --)- no no

CDT: --)- I mean

CDT: --)- never mind

CNL: he can be sugar if he wants.

CDT: --)- no

CBB: Kamen Rider Sugar sounds great!

CNL: starch then?

CDT: --)- no

CDT: --)- no

CNL: potatoes have starch.

CNL: would you like some baked potatoes?

CBB: Dude think about it though your special attack would be called!

CBB: You ready?!

CNL: are you being disagreeable because you're hungry?

CDT: --)- no

CBB: SUGAR DADDY RUSH

CDT: --)- stop

CFF: WHat tHe Hell

CNL: why 'daddy'?

CDT: --)- so how about those fucking gates

CNL: are we calling glacis daddy now?

CDT: --)- let's not do this

CFF: Yes let's get back on top!c!

CDT: --)- no

CBB: dude sugar daddy rush your arm will be like okay

CDT: --)- no

CBB: it turns into a giant spiked lolipop

CDT: --)- no

CDT: --)- no

CDT: --)- no

CBB: and you pierce your enemies with it

CDT: --)- no

CBB: and they explode into cotton candy

CDT: --)- so the gates

CNL: right, daddy.

CFF: YeaH sHould ! go tHrougH tHe left or r!gHt or sHould ! wa!t for somebody else or

CDT: --)- shut the fuck up

CNL: but i thought we're talking about the gates.

CDT: --)- we are

CDT: --)- but don' call me that

CFF: He doesn't l!ke n!cknames

CNL: oh, i see.

CNL: my apologies then, i didn't realize.

CNL: anyways, i think i'm going left.

CDT: --)- make sure to tell people where you are when you make it

CNL: i'll go first.

CFF: YeaH let us know!

CNL: i suppose if i stop responding, then i'm likely dead and you should all cease proceeding.

CDT: --)- there's probably some sort of pattern to the way these things work

CNL: okay, here goes.

CNL: eep.

CDT: --)- what you're going now

CNL: oh.

CNL: oh my.

CDT: --)- what

CFF: WHere are you

CDT: --)- you're still alive I take it

CNL: yes.

CNL: but i would advise halting before you proceed.

CDT: --)- what happened

CNL: i seem to be in seimos's room.

CNL: uh, respiteblock.

CNL: somehow.

CRC ceased responding to memo.

CNL: well.

CNL: at least this seems to prove that the left portal goes to your client's home?

CNL: maybe you all should pass the message along to your servers.

CNL: now i wonder what would happen if i go through the first gate here.

CDT: --)- well

CDT: --)- probably to another part of the same land right

CFF: !s tHere a way of go!ng back once you're tHrougH?

CNL: i don't see any.

CNL: but hey, this makes sense.

CNL: perhaps the other portal goes to your server's land.

CNL: it does come as a pair.

CNL: someone try the right portal.

CNL: or, wait.

CNL: shoot.

CFF: !'ll g!ve !t a try ! guess.

CDT: --)- what shoot

CNL: i suppose it's a matter of perspectives, left and right.

CNL: but they seem safe for now.

CFF: OH yeaH, HuH. Well. !'ll try my r!gHt ! guess?

CDT: --)- alright

CNL: good luck!

CFF: Hold on just a sec.

CFF: AH ok. !'m !n someone's resp!te block too.

CNL: do you recognize it?

CNL: what does it look like?

CDT: --)- is it your client's

CNL: who is your client anyways?

CFF: And!! But no !t's not Hers?

CDT: --)- shit

CNL: then it might be your server's, like me.

CFF: ! don't know wHo's !t !s but tHere's a buncH of dead stuff Here

CNL: who's your server?

CFF: Glac!s?

CNL: oh.

CDT: --)- alright it's probably mine

CNL: but he's not home.

CNL: maybe you should try going through his first gate.

CNL: see if you find him.

CNL: glacis, would you be kind enough to wait for her there?

CDT: --)- hey woah what

CNL: assuming carada is a female, if not i sincerely apologize.

CNL: it's just pretty name and sounds female to me.

CDT: --)- uh

CFF: TH!s feels we!rdly !nvas!ve wow.

CFF: THanks Lars.

CFF: OH and yes !'m a female.

CDT: --)- if you follow the white stairs you'll get to the first gate

CDT: --)- just don

CDT: --)- 't fall off

CFF: OH my God wHat !s w!tH tHese sta!rs tHougH

CDT: --)- seimos

CDT: --)- that's what's up

CFF: OH r!gHt tHat guy.

CNL: i suppose i can scale the stairs to seimos's first gate as well, see if he's out there.

CNL: i don't know why he complained so much about them.

CNL: they're more than wide enough.

CFF: Wa!t He compla!ned about you bu!ld!ng poor sta!rs wHen He created tH!s crap?

CDT: --)- like I said

CNL: no, i was trying to save grists so i made some stairs that he thought was too narrow.

CDT: --)- don' fall

CNL: but now i think it's too wide.

CNL: what a waste of grists.

CFF: THese ones are def!n!tely too narrow wHat a Hypocr!te.

CNL: if you bend your knees while ascending great heights of stairs or slopes you're way less likely to fall.

CFF: But ok w!ll try not to fall.

CFF: THanks Lars!

CNL: has anyone heard from seimos lately?

CDT: --)- he got pissed off and stopped talking to me after he finished the stairs

CDT: --)- no clue what he's been doing since then

CFF: !'ve not Heard from H!m e!tHer.

CNL: i didn't see him on the server screen either.

CNL: oh dear, do you think he's alright?

CNL: perhaps i should go search for him.

CNL: he might be hurt.

CFF: !'m sure He's ok He's meant to be really strong and stuff r!gHt

CNL: so are the enemies.

CFF: YeaH but.

CNL: did you see some of them? the really wiggly, squidy ones?

CNL: i don't know what the prototyping was but gosh, they were tough.

CDT: --)- no news is good news

CFF: OH tHose tH!ngs! Avo!d tHem l!ke tHe plauge, ok?

CNL: i do, for the bigger ones.

CDT: --)- I don' know what he's doing but odds are he's ignoring everyone to be a dick

CNL: there was a really small one i just set on fire because it was spongey.

CNL: it worked like a charm.

CFF: Lonam! prototyped Gl'bgolyb l!ke an !d!ot so just

CFF: don't go near tHem.

CNL: gl...?

CNL: is that a spelling mistake?

CFF: OH !t's l!ke tH!s otHerworldy seamonsters w!tH tHe power to exterm!nate ent!re races.

CNL: uh.

CNL: how on earth did this lonami person get a hold of that to prototype?

CFF: !t's Her lusus. SHe's tHe He!ress!

CNL: of troll planet?

CFF: Jeez you Haven't talked to many trolls Have you

CFF: Yes. altern!a, !t's called!

CNL: just glacis, riziee, and seimos.

CDT: --)- I haven' talked to her either

CNL: but not a lot about the cultural differences, mostly just key points for survival.

CFF: Lonam! was go!ng to be our next d!ctator/"queen", see.

CNL: i see, so alternia is under a hierarchy.

CNL: that would explain what seimos was saying about hemospectrums.

CFF: SometH!ng l!ke tHat.

CFF: Don't l!sten to anytH!ng He says He's a jerk.

CDT: --)- ha

CNL: really? he's a swell fellow in my opinion?

CNL: quite knowledgeable and eager to share.

CFF: HaHaHaHaHa

CDT: --)- no

CNL: my, such oppositions.

CDT: --)- he can take care of himself and he wants to win

CDT: --)- those are his strengths

CDT: --)- but that's it

CNL: aren't those good things for this game?

CFF: For tHe game, sure.

CDT: --)- yeah

CFF: But uH...

CDT: --)- but he's not

CDT: --)- a 'good guy'

CNL: he's not?

CFF: Yes wHat He sa!d.

CNL: why would you say that?

CFF: He's just Horr!ble to everyone How Have you not not!ced tH!s

CDT: --)- look I'm not saying I'm a saint

CNL: you rather are.

CNL: but that's a point aside i suppose.

CNL: and oh goodness, his land is simply gorgeous.

CNL: it's so sparkly.

CDT: --)- all I'm saying is he's liable to snap

CDT: --)- well

CFF: Glac!s your land sucks.

CNL: 'snap'?

CNL: he does have a lot of physical strength, i suppose.

CNL: what is he going to snap?

CDT: --)- it's a highblood thing

CDT: --)- no I mean

CDT: --)- he might lose his shit, go nuts

CDT: --)- start killing people

CNL: is he mentally unstable?

CFF: Yes.

CDT: --)- uh

CNL: oh dear.

CDT: --)- comes with the territory

CNL: but that still doesn't necessarily make him a bad person, does it?

CNL: as far as i know he doesn't actually want any of us to die.

CFF: YeaH but only as long as !t's conven!ent to H!m!

CNL: and he seems to be coordinating a lot of information with the otherp layers and the demon.

CFF: He doesn't actually CARE

CNL: how do you know?

CTJ ceased responding to memo.

CFF: He l!tterally says as mucH.

CNL: word for word?

CNL: i believe that people who truly don't care won't say that.

CNL: it's those that wants to hide behind a front that proposes such things.

CFF: Not word for word but stuff along tHose l!nes. He only cares about w!nn!ng.

CFF: HAHAHA.

CFF: Ok sure.

CNL: have i offended you?

CDT: --)- point is

CDT: --)- just watch out

CNL: right.

CNL: i thank you for your advice.

CNL: and i'll prove that seimos isn't some heartless monster that he's viewed as!

CDT: --)- ugh

CDT: --)- look as long as he doesn' start fucking up

CDT: --)- he can be dealt with

CFF: H!gHbloods just use tHe "mentally unstable" tH!ng as an excuse for tHe!r sH!tty beHav!or. !'m not even conv!nced tHe!r anger problems are a real tH!ng tHey're just a buncH of over ent!tled assHoles but

CFF: Ok wHatever !t doesn't matter ! guesafrHynbgfvaceSXA

CNL: whoa?

CDT: --)- what happened

CNL: are you alright?

CDT: --)- wait

CNL: did you bite your tongue?

CDT: --)- are you here or

CFF: !'m ok !'m ok ! just nearly fell down tHese goddamn sta!rs

CNL: oh, phew!

CFF: !'m nearly tHere tHougH?

CNL: i'm already at the top of the stairs myself.

CNL: i just figured this is a good high point to look for seimos on the ground.

CNL: before i get transported to god knows where.

CNL: oh, i think i have spotted some movements on the ground, actually.

CNL: they look like little shiny creatures.

CNL: i think i'll go down and see if i can communicate with them.

CDT: --)- I wonder where he ran off to

CNL: i will contact you all later, i have some imps to slay.

CNL: funny how the colors are different.

CNL: i wonder if the loot would be different too.

CFF: WHere d!d Hank go anyway.

CDT: --)- who knows

CBB: I just got done! Getting Kamen Rider D to the gate!

CDT: --)- who cares

CBB: I know I'm a badass

CBB: 83

CDT: --)- ah fuck

CDT: --)- you jinxed it carada

CFF: !'m so sorry.

CBB: Awe I missed you too KR sugar :3

CFF: Ok sH!t !'m at tHe top of tHese sta!rs ! guess !'ll Head tHrougH tHe gate? YeaH.

CNL: help.

CNL: disinfectants now please

CNL: does anyone have the code.

CFF: ????

CNL: good gods.

CNL: oh my god there shouldn't be this much blood

CFF: WHat Happened? Are you ok

CNL: owwww.

CNL: no.

CNL: not really.

CNL: there was another little one that was merged with the gl'something but it had huge fangs too.

CNL: who in their right mind prototyped something with fangs?

CNL: it caught my leg and took out a chunk.

CFF: Beats me ! went for a sponge.

CFF: OH sH!t!

CNL: i really hope seimos doesn't mind me using this shirt.

CFF: ! don't Have any codes tHat could Help oH sH!t

CNL: ice

CNL: how about ice?

CFF: WHo cares !f He does you've got to stop tHe bleed!ng r!gHt?

CNL: right.

CNL: it's a lot more difficult than i have ever thought, to apply first-aid like this.

CFF: !'m sorry ! just went tHrougH Glac!s' gate !'m !n tHe m!ddle of nowHere tHere are no codes Here.

CNL: it's okay.

CNL: i'll just.

CNL: ... well i can't get to the lava here.

CNL: darn.

CDT: --)- wait which gate

CDT: --)- did you go through the first one

CNL: there has to be a fire in this house somewhere oh god i'm messing this place up with blood.

CDT: --)- are you in the city

CBB: Guys! I'm gonna do it! I'm gonna find an ogre and I'm gonna kick its ass!

CDT: --)- good for you

CNL: hank please tell me you have the code for ice or disinfectant.

CBB: Nope!

CDT: --)- more importantly carada don' move

CFF: Ok stay!ng r!!!!!!gHt Here!

CFF: But yeaH ! am.

CNL: this looks like a stove.

CNL: trolls have stoves right?

CFF: Um sure we do?

CDT: --)- alright

CDT: --)- I'm gonna get off for now

CDT: --)- I'm not that far away but it's going to take me a bit to get to the gates

CNL: ...

CDT: --)- keep your guard up carada

CNL: i think i'm disconnecting as well.

CDT: --)- later

CNL: i'm going to go scream now.

CFF: AH ok !'ll do tHe same tHen!

CFF: Bye guys.

-- dauntlessTracker [DT] began pestering fatalisticFortune [FF] at 13:16 --

DT: --)- hey

DT: --)- have you been working on collecting grist

FF: Hey tHere.

FF: Yes but ! only seem to be gett!ng one or two type so far. Hopefully tHat'll work?

DT: --)- hopefully

DT: --)- I don' know if we need the rest of the machines or not actually

DT: --)- at the very least you can probably get to the portal without me putting any more of them down

DT: --)- but I've been meaning to look into that grist sharing thing that the demon brought up

FF: OH yeaH you've bu!lt my H!ve way up! THanks !'ll cHeck !t out.

FF: OH yes ! was go!ng to ask you too

FF: you l!ve !n tHe tundra, r!gHt?

FF: Or l!ved, ! suppose.

DT: --)- yeah

DT: --)- why

FF: Can you send me tHe codes for some of your clotH!ng? !'m freez!ng my ass off !s wHy.

DT: --)- ha

DT: --)- you too huh

FF: (Yes ! d!d get tHe !dea from And!.)

DT: --)- alright

DT: --)- in the future though, remember, you can always take off clothes

DT: --)- but you can' make more clothes from nothing

DT: --)- so better to dress warm than dress too light, right

DT: --)- all of you need to work more on your survival skills

FF: Well ! never really Had to do any surv!val tH!ngs before tHe area ! l!ked was qu!te warm.

FF: But !'ll keep tHat !n m!nd and wear a wHole lot?

DT: --)- don' wear so much that you can' move though

FF: OH no was And! talk!ng to you

DT: --)- huh

DT: --)- about what

FF: WHat

DT: --)- what what

FF: UH

FF: No don't worry about !t ! jumped to conclus!ons.

DT: --)- is there something I should know about

FF: ! don't know !t's not tHat b!g a deal just earl!er ! was wear!ng too many layers maybe

DT: --)- ha

DT: --)- layers aren' a bad idea but better to have a few that are well insulated than fifteen tanktops or something right

DT: --)- otherwise it's just unnecessary bulk

FF: HaHa yes exactly! Before ! was just wear!ng a lot of tsH!rts and !'m not sure !t was all tHat pract!cal.

DT: --)- were they the shirts you duplicated

FF: YeaH.

DT: --)- at least you were trying to put them to some use I guess

DT: --)- anyway what do you want

DT: --)- a coat

FF: Yes ! tH!nk a coat would be Helpful!

FF: ! don't really know wHat else wHat else do you Have

DT: --)- uh

DT: --)- long sleeved shirts

DT: --)- some boots

FF: Hmm my sHoes now keep gett!ng snow !n tHem but ! don't know How Helpful snow boots would be e!tHer?

FF: OH well !t's wortH a sHot r!gHt

DT: --)- if you had other materials you could make your own clothes with some of this fur I have, but just sending you the clothing code would be faster

DT: --)- well, whatever

DT: --)- I'll just send you whatever I got

FF: !s tHere not a game-related way to make !tems l!ke clotHes? TH!s stuff seems so !mpract!cal.

FF: But tHanks.

DT: --)- well

DT: --)- I guess you could combine items one at a time with other items until you had some sort of clothing

DT: --)- but who the fuck has time for that

DT: --)- alright here's a coat code

FF: Comb!ne !tems?

DT: --)- 5ThyUioP

DT: --)- shit

DT: --)- did I forget to tell you

DT: --)- I did didn' I

FF: !'m not sure maybe?

DT: --)- alright I can' remember

DT: --)- but anyway

DT: --)- you take two punched cards and put them in the totem lathe so that they're overlapping

DT: --)- then alchemize it, and you're done

DT: --)- combined items

DT: --)- try it out before you leave this place

FF: OH !s !t tHat s!mple?

DT: --)- yeah

FF: YeaH !'ll probably try a few tH!ngs.

DT: --)- I have no fucking idea how bobi thought of it

DT: --)- but there you go

FF: Can you comb!ne more tHan two !tens?

DT: --)- dunno

DT: --)- I doubt it

DT: --)- you could combine two and then combine it with another item

DT: --)- I guess

FF: Ok cool !'ll try and make use of tH!s.

DT: --)- do that

DT: --)- so boots right

FF: Maybe ! can get myself a better weapon tHe monsters are gett!ng tougHer

FF: OH yes! THankyou.

DT: --)- 6!ewTgKl

FF: AlcHem!s!ng tH!s sH!t now.

DT: --)- they're literally what I had on me so they might not be your size, I don' know

DT: --)- better big than nothing, right

FF: AH yes !t's a l!ttle b!g on me but ! can probably just stuff some socks at tHe end of tHese boots?

DT: --)- great

FF: And tHe coat's f!ne tHanks a lot ! feel a lot less l!kely to freeze to deatH.

DT: --)- damn straight

DT: --)- I wouldn' have given you the code for it if it was shitty

FF: How !s your quest!ng go!ng anyway are you mak!ng progress and stuff?

DT: --)- not yet

DT: --)- I haven' gone through the portal yet

FF: OH good glad !'m not totally beH!nd!

DT: --)- you might actually be ahead of some people

FF: So we'll all be go!ng tHrougH tHese portal tH!ngs around tHe same t!me?

DT: --)- I think that's the plan

DT: --)- with any luck we won' end up dead

DT: --)- last time I spoke to her bobi was getting ready to head out though

DT: --)- I wonder if she made it through already or if she's still working on it

FF: OH yes ! sHould cHeck up on Her! We were gon!g to talk after we cHecked out our lands but ! guess ! forgot wHat w!tH all tHe otHer people.

DT: --)- there's definitely been no shortage of shit happening let me you that

DT: --)- but hey

DT: --)- I had a question for you

DT: --)- you know that cartoon that you were watching earlier

DT: --)- what was it

FF: WH!cH one

DT: --)- there's more than one

FF: UH. Well !n all fa!rness botH were watcHed for tHe purpose of foster!ng fr!endsH!ps?

FF: Sort of.

DT: --)- alright well

DT: --)- is there one about humans

FF: Human H!gH you mean.

DT: --)- maybe with something to do about their 'mythology'

DT: --)- human what

FF: Have you been talk!ng to Se!mos

FF: Because ! wasn't even tHat ser!ous wHen ! asked H!m to watcH !t ok ! d!dn't expect H!m to follow tHrougH???

DT: --)- I was just mildly curious

DT: --)- because he told me he watched a

DT: --)- documentary

FF: Do you want tHe l!nk to ep!sode 1

DT: --)- uh

DT: --)- sure

FF:  http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=F59Qkq512WY

DT: --)- what

DT: --)- what am I watching

FF: !t's a webtoon based on a popular doll francH!se about Humans and tHe!r H!lar!ous H!gH scHool ant!cs.

DT: --)- why is this human being suddenly assaulted by the rest of her peers

DT: --)- did she commit some human faux pas

DT: --)- why doesn' she punch that smug little shit in the face

FF: Wa!t are you watcH!ng !t too

DT: --)- obviously she is too submissive for her own good

DT: --)- uh

DT: --)- no

DT: --)- I've seen enough

FF: SHe really wants to be l!ked and f!nd Her fr!ends duH! At Human H!gH ScHool fr!endsH!ps are cons!dered

FF: H!gHly !mportant.

FF: Apparently, anyway.

DT: --)- are they

DT: --)- 'did I say something stupid'

DT: --)- yes

DT: --)- 'do I bore you with my problems'

DT: --)- yes

FF: You're st!ll watcH!ng.

DT: --)- this song's rhetorical questions are probably

DT: --)- I'm not watching

DT: --)- I just didn' close the tab yet

FF: Ok.

FF: WHo's your favour!te Human so far

DT: --)- I don' have a favorite human

DT: --)- cry harder human

DT: --)- you should have stitched your foot on tighter

DT: --)- all she did was dance a little and now she's upset

FF: OH good !'m glad you don't l!ke Frank!e e!tHer.

FF: THougH to be fa!r ! tH!nk sHe just seems annoy!ng because sHe's tHe des!gnated ma!n cHaracter.

DT: --)- this girl seems to have many 'worst days of her life'

FF: Espec!ally cons!der!ng sHe's only 16 days old apparently?

FF: HaHaHa !n H!nds!gHt tH!s sHow !s so m!s!nformed about Humans.

DT: --)- there are probably lots more in her future

DT: --)- but yeah

DT: --)- none of them look anything like actual humans

DT: --)- I guess I've only seen one but still

DT: --)- what happened

FF: Well to be fa!r we Had no !dea wHat Humans looked l!ke wHen tH!s was made.

DT: --)- there's another song playing

DT: --)- looks like she fucked up again

FF: Se!mos enjoyed tHe emo song segments.

FF: WH!cH was H!lar!ous.

DT: --)- you mean

DT: --)- her legitimately liked them

DT: --)- *he

FF: He was all "! l!ke tH!s song".

DT: --)- hahahaha

FF: ! know r!gHt.

DT: --)- oh I see

DT: --)- so she stepped into someone's quadrant and broke them up

DT: --)- although they're not calling it that

DT: --)- what the fuck is this show even

FF: Well tHe sHow does Have quadrants tHe Humans just use stup!d words for tH!ngs !n HH.

FF: THougH !t turns out Humans don't Have quadrants !n real l!fe? D!d you Hear about tHat.

DT: --)- no I haven' bothered asking

DT: --)- what do they have

FF: Just pla!n matespr!tsH!p, from wHat ! gatHer?

FF: THey Have some otHer types of close relat!onsH!p but tHey're not cons!dered romant!c.

FF: ! tHougHt !t was pretty !nterest!ng! !f !ncred!bly we!rd.

DT: --)- that's weird

FF: YeaH.

DT: --)- but it's irrelevant to us right

FF: HaHaHaHa probably!

DT: --)- has seimos been watching this frequently then

FF: ! tH!nk so! HaHa.

DT: --)- he was lying through his teeth about this

DT: --)- I distinctly asked him if it was a cartoon

DT: --)- and he denied it

DT: --)- claimed it was a 'documentary'

FF: Sounds l!ke !t to be Honest but

FF: you watcHed !t too now so

FF: wHat does tHat mean?

DT: --)- I was just watching to confirm my suspicions

FF: HaHa.

FF: Ok.

DT: --)- I'm serious

FF: WHy was watcH!ng tHe wHole tH!ng necessary.

DT: --)- I was waiting to see if the content would become less vapid

DT: --)- it didn'

FF: THe content !n season two !s a lot less vap!d to be Honest but

FF: ! won't subject you to !t

DT: --)- good

DT: --)- so seimos

DT: --)- I trust he hasn' been pulling any stupid bullshit right

FF: YeaH. H!m.

FF: Has He !nformed you you're !n tHe runn!ng for "mo!ra!l cand!date"? HaHaHa.

FF: Because He tells me !t's go!ng to Have to be e!tHer you or me or He'll probably snap and Hurt people?

DT: --)- oh so he's out in the open about it

FF: WH!cH sounds k!nd of l!lke m!ss!ng tHe po!nt to me but yeaH.

DT: --)- wait I'm in the running

DT: --)- what the shit is that about

DT: --)- all we do is get on each others nerves

FF: YeaH tHe guy Has no subtlety wHatsoever.

FF: ! dunno He m!gHt Have cHanged H!s m!nd s!nce tHen ! suppose?

FF: But R!z!ee !s out of tHe runn!ng on account of be!ng a nervous wrek, and tHe demons !s

FF: well

DT: --)- the demon

FF: a deamon !nHab!t!ng tHe body of a 5 sweeper.

DT: --)- right

DT: --)- maybe clonegriel can step in and save either of us having to do this stupid shit

DT: --)- or, you know

DT: --)- maybe not

FF: ! guess tHere's always Lonam!??

DT: --)- right, because the heiress would make a great moirail

DT: --)- does crazy cancel out crazy

DT: --)- to be fair seimos is a lot less fucking nuts than some of the other indigo bloods I've talked to

FF: ! don't exactly talk to !nd!go bloods on a regular bas!s.

DT: --)- didn' figure you would

DT: --)- I mean he's still a shithead

FF: He's marg!nally more tolerable tHan ! expected, but only marg!nally.

DT: --)- but he's not eating trolls alive, catch my drift

DT: --)- and he at least seems to understand that he can' kill everyone

DT: --)- for shits and giggles

FF: YeaH tHere's tHat.

DT: --)- so I guess we should be thankful that he wants to win and not just to try and murder everyone

FF: He Hasn't actually tHreatened to k!ll anyone so far? And seem to not want to.

DT: --)- yeah exactly

FF: Even !f H!s mot!ves are pretty sH!tty.

FF: *sH!ttee

DT: --)- ha

DT: --)- *shiTTee

DT: --)- obnoxious ass quirk

DT: --)- but yeah I don' really know what he's hoping to get out of this at endgame

DT: --)- assuming we even win

DT: --)- maybe he just wants something really predictably cliche like 'to rule the universe'

FF: Wow tHat's a lame goal.

FF: not to ment!on sort of d!ff!cult !n tHe long run? L!ke How do you assert control over an ENT!RE UN!VERSE.

DT: --)- well like I said I don' know if that's what he wants but yeah

DT: --)- it's a pretty fucking stupid idea

DT: --)- but I guess for the short term at least

DT: --)- he might be right about the moirail thing

FF: !s tHere anytH!ng you want out of tH!s

DT: --)- who me

DT: --)- I want to live

FF: YeaH !f tHat's not too personal a quest!on ! don't know !'m k!nd of cur!ous about wHat people are Hop!ng to acH!eve

DT: --)- which I guess I could do here, but this land isn' much to my liking

DT: --)- might as well play the game until I end up somewhere less shitty

FF: OH r!gHt yeaH tHat's a pretty s!mple and reasonable goal.

DT: --)- about the only one that I'm pretty sure everyone shares

DT: --)- what about you

FF: But yes you m!gHt be r!gHt about Se!mos as mucH as ! Hate to adm!t !t.

FF: Well ! want to l!ve too obv!ously but

FF: ! don't know ! l!ke tHe !dea of bu!ld!ng a new un!verse ! tH!nk we could make sometH!ng really great !n tHeory? But we'll see.

FF: As far as Se!mos goes ! don't know !f ! want to mo!ra!l for H!m because He's k!nd of a Huge assHole but !'ll try and stay at least relat!vely open to tHe !dea ! guess. UgH.

DT: --)- ha

DT: --)- I don' know about the new universe thing myself

DT: --)- especially since we have 'royalty' in tow

DT: --)- my guess is that she's going to want to build exactly the same fucking thing as before

DT: --)- maybe something even worse, who knows

DT: --)- but who would want to give up their title, right

FF: :/ ! Hope not.

FF: Maybe sHe can be conv!nced otHerw!se?

DT: --)- maybe

FF: Or even tr!cked let's face !t sHe doesn't seem very br!gHt

DT: --)- I haven' tried talking to her but she sounds like an idiot

DT: --)- but as far as the seimos thing goes

DT: --)- just do what you can within reason

FF: ! don't tH!nk sHe poses tHat Huge of a tHreat, anyway. SHe seems more !nterested !n be!ng an !dol and be!ng adored tHan actually Hold!ng any power? But wHo knows.

FF: YeaH ok !'m not go!ng to jump !nto any crappy relat!onsH!p w!tH H!m but !'ll keep an eye out ! guess.

DT: --)- did he ever mention what happened to his past moirails to you

FF: WHat He actually Has past exper!ence?

DT: --)- apparently

FF: ! f!nd tHat really Hard to bel!eve but ok.

DT: --)- however shitty and misguided it may have been

DT: --)- *shiTTee

FF: WHat Happened you're mak!ng !t sound pretty om!nous.

DT: --)- you should ask him if he's had any experience yourself

DT: --)- and don' use my name when you ask

DT: --)- seriously

FF: Do ! Have to? He'll probably tH!nk !'m mak!ng an advance.

DT: --)- oh

DT: --)- damn that's true

DT: --)- ah fuck why the hell shouldn' I tell you

DT: --)- he culled them apparently

FF: OH.

DT: --)- don' know how many, but probably more than one

DT: --)- the more you know

FF: Gods.

FF: R!gHt, okay. W!ll uH, def!n!tely be keep!ng tHat !n m!nd.

DT: --)- right

DT: --)- hey, I'm not trying to scare you or anything

DT: --)- but as long as he's serious about this moirail kick

DT: --)- you should probably know

DT: --)- but like I was saying before, he seems serious about wanting to win and do it without leaving a trail of physical and/or emotional wreckage behind him

DT: --)- so I guess that's a plus

FF: Yes tHat's true! ! apprec!ate tHe warn!ng However tH!s mess goes.

DT: --)- yeah don' sweat it

FF: Rem!nder you m!gHt st!ll be !n tHe runn!ng tHougH.

FF: HaHaHaHaHaHa.

DT: --)- thanks for reminding me you little shit

DT: --)- if it comes down to it, I'd at least be harder for him to kill I guess

DT: --)- I don' really want to test that theory though

DT: --)- especially since he has stupid ass mechanical arms and shit

FF: Does He

FF: Fuck!ng Hell.

DT: --)- he does indeed

DT: --)- prosthetics

DT: --)- like a tool

FF: OH r!gHt ! see.

DT: --)- because apparently his own two regular arms weren' good enough

FF: D!d sometH!ng Happen to H!s ar-

DT: --)- nope

FF: Wow ok tHen tHat's. Really somtH!ng.

DT: --)- as far as I know he just got new ones to replace the old

FF: Y!kes.

DT: --)- don' quote me on that, I didn' ask for his life story

DT: --)- but yeah

DT: --)- he was telling me I should have gotten them too

FF: WHy would you get tHem tHougH wHats event tHe po!nt

DT: --)- although I have no fucking clue why I'd need them, unless I had a sudden pressing urge to become part tin can

DT: --)- I guess they're more durable than regular arms, who even gives a shit

FF: HaHaHa.

DT: --)- point is

FF: Aren't H!gHbloods super strong ANYWAY.

DT: --)- imagine not being able to feel anything

DT: --)- like you touch something and you can' even feel it on your fingers

DT: --)- how fucked up is that

DT: --)- and yeah

DT: --)- but I guess you can always be 'stronger'

DT: --)- even if you're really just buying your 'strength'

FF: YeaH tHat actually sounds pretty sad to me?

FF: Not be!ng able to feel at all.

FF: ! mean aren't Hands tHe most sens!t!ve tH!ng for feel!ng tH!ngs or wHatever

DT: --)- yeah

DT: --)- fingers and toes

DT: --)- that's why it hurts so bad when you smash them up

FF: ! don't know ! guess !t's H!s cHo!ce. Even !f !t's a really stup!d one.

DT: --)- but also why you can tell the difference between subtle textures and shit

DT: --)- but yeah I guess

DT: --)- I mean I'm not about to tell him to take his shitty arms off

DT: --)- if that's even possible

FF: D!d He Have to l!ke, cut off H!s real ones?

DT: --)- yeah probably

FF: Or are tHey robot arms l!ke armor add!t!ons

DT: --)- I would guess the former but maybe there's still some nervous system under there

DT: --)- I'm not too familiar with prosthetics

DT: --)- not many practicioners where I lived

FF: YeaH !'m Hardly an expert beyond crap ! see on tv.

FF: WH!cH probably doesn't really count.

DT: --)- ha

DT: --)- like 'criminal legislacerator investigation unit' or whatever that show was called

DT: --)- where they 'enhance' all the images and shit that they get from cameras

DT: --)- even though you can' just pull more resolution out of your ass like that

DT: --)- and if you blew up the photographs all that would happen is that you would get a blurry piece of shit

FF: Yes tHat sort of tH!ng ! tH!nk tHere were cr!m!nals !n !t w!tH robot arms a few t!mes.

FF: To be fa!r ! don't watcH a lot of l!ve act!on stuff.

DT: --)- neither do I

DT: --)- I owned a tv but I never fucking used it anyway

DT: --)- I mean you can get the same shit on the internet right

FF: ! mean tHe actors were all 90% H!gHbloods and no offence ! just found tHat offputt!ng usually.

DT: --)- ha

DT: --)- did you want more lowblood representation

FF: And yeaH! THe !nternet was great ! d!dn't even own a TV.

FF: Yes actually !t would Have been n!ce l!ke ! just tH!nk

FF: H!gHbloods play!ng lowblooded cHaracters was k!nd of dumb.

FF: L!ke !f you want lowblood cHaracters br!ng !n some actual lowblooded actors ! don't know tH!s probably sounds l!ke a stup!d compla!n but !t was wHy ! usually went for cartoons !nstead.,

DT: --)- I hear it's tough for them to get a break in showbiz

DT: --)- which I don' get, personally

DT: --)- most of everything on tv is garbage anyway

FF: YeaH and tHe ones you do get were always so typecast!

DT: --)- ha

FF: But yeaH a lot of !t was crappy for otHer reasons.

DT: --)- you mean 'lowblood farmer A'

DT: --)- and 'unnamed cavalreaper B'

FF: YeaH.

FF: Also all tHe lowblood CR!M!NALS.

DT: --)- pretty boring shit I'll admit

FF: L!ke as !f tHose are even mucH of a tH!ng?

DT: --)- I don' know

DT: --)- you're not talking to someone familiar with cities

DT: --)- so as far as I know lowbloods could be burning each other in the streets and I would have no fucking clue

DT: --)- but cities seem like shitholes anyway so it doesn' really bother me that I'm not familiar with them

FF: Well !t was pretty peaceful to be Honest!

FF: But !'d Have ratHer l!ved furtHer away from one ! d!dn't really l!ke be!ng arround otHer people mucH

DT: --)- all those fucking trolls

DT: --)- crammed into little units

DT: --)- creeps me right the fuck out

DT: --)- but I guess I'm in the minority there, so whatever

DT: --)- honestly I'm going to miss the tundra but what can you do right

FF: V!s!t And!s land ! guess?

FF: Probably not qu!te tHe same.

DT: --)- probably not

FF: !s your l!ve melt!ng or anytH!ng

DT: --)- not yet

DT: --)- it's too thick to start melting right away but I guess eventually it'll start to go

DT: --)- and then whoever comes here will have nothing by seimos' shitty stairs to work with

DT: --)- *nothing but

FF: HaHa.

DT: --)- haha

DT: --)- ha

DT: --)- you do realize you might have to come here right

FF: Well not HaHa about your House melt!ng obv!ously

DT: --)- oh

DT: --)- you mean the shitty stairs

DT: --)- yeah

DT: --)- it was seriously the laziest fucking thing

DT: --)- I mean at least it was fast but goddamn

FF: YeaH ! was laugH!ng at tHe sta!rs not tHe poor person wHo Has to v!s!t.

DT: --)- not even proper landings really, just stairs

FF: WH!cH m!gHt be me?

DT: --)- could be, who knows

DT: --)- depending on where the portals go

FF: !t seems l!kely cons!der!ng your my server, but wHo knows?

DT: --)- yeah

DT: --)- anyway

FF: Man, meet!ng people !n person. THat'll be we!rd.

DT: --)- tell me about it

FF: OH yeaH tundra guy.

DT: --)- but look, I gotta go 

DT: --)- sorry, imps

FF: OH r!gHt fa!r enougH!

DT: --)- talk to you later if we get through the portals alright

FF: Let me know wHere tHe portal goes.

DT: --)- good luck

-- fatalisticFortune [FF] began pestering dauntlessTracker [DT] at 10:26 --

FF: ! tH!nk !'m supossed to talk to you next?

FF: Are you a Human too, or...?

DT: --)- a human

DT: --)- no

DT: --)- who is this

FF: You're a troll tHen? THat's a rel!ef. Well, !t means not go!ng tHrougH a long-ass !ntroductory cHat, anyway.

FF: !'m Carada. We k!nd of Have a problem.

DT: --)- does it have to do with the meteors

FF: Yes.

==> You gloat a little bit to yourself about being correct, but then remember that meteors threatening to blow up the world is kind of a bad thing.

DT: --)- fucking ace

DT: --)- go on

FF: Okay tH!s !s go!ng to sound sort of crazy and !t pretty mucH !s and actually !'m not conv!nced !t !sn't all part of some government trap but uH

FF: Do you Have a game runn!ng on your computer?

DT: --)- fuck

DT: --)- do you have it too

DT: --)- it looks like that game that was in beta a while ago

FF: Yes !'ve been play!ng !t w!tH tH!s Human k!d.

DT: --)- but I never installed it, much less played it

DT: --)- wait what human

FF: Me ne!tHer! ! don't even really play games ! don't Have t!me for tHat sort of tH!ng.

FF: Well actually tHat's a l!e ! do but tHey never really !nterested me ! guess?

FF: Her name's And!? ! tH!nk a lot of tHese mystery new contacts are Humans.

FF: You Have tHe mystery new contacts too r!gHt

DT: --)- only two

DT: --)- you and some other handle I don' know

DT: --)- but what does this have to do with anything

FF: ! don't really know but apparently we're meant to be play!ng tH!s game togetHer and !t m!gHt Help us escape from tHe meteors???

DT: --)- what the fuck

==> Now that's a load of hoofbeast shit if you ever saw it. You don't have the faintest idea of how playing a computer game could possibly save you from being crushed by meteors. For a moment, you wonder if someone is pulling an elaborate practical joke on you. and are strongly tempted to disconnect.

 Your cursor hovers over the 'x', but something is preventing you from clicking. Oh, fuck it.

DT: --)- okay whatever I'm going to boot up this game and see what happens

DT: --)- is yours already running

FF: Yes ! am runn!ng tHe uH

DT: --)- the uh

FF: "Cl!ent!"? ! tH!nk you're meant to connect to me.

DT: --)- if you're the client I guess I'm the server

FF: Yes.

DT: --)- now how the fuck is this supposed to work

>Glacis: Run SGRUB. Silently praying to gods that you don't believe in that this program isn't some sort of virus, you launch it. An SGRUB logo appears on your screen, along with a progress bar. Fortunately, your STATE OF THE ART husktop finishes loading the game in short order, and opens the game window proper.

DT: --)- okay I think I'm

FF: Last t!me ! was tHe server and mostly !t !nvolved putt!ng a lot of stuff !n someone's room.

FF: Do you see me?

DT: --)- what am I looking at here

DT: --)- is that you

FF: Sorry my H!ve !s sucH a mess oH my Gods.

==> You seem to be looking at a troll about your age from a strange, elevated position. Now how in the fuck is that supposed to work? Whatever you're looking through can't be a webcam, seeing as how the other troll is holding her husktop in her lap. The window on your screen is partially obscured by a number of menus and buttons, although their functions are a total mystery to you.

DT: --)- why can I see you

FF: You are !n cHarge of l!ke, k!nd of controll!ng my env!ronment?

DT: --)- no shit

FF: Mov!ng sH!t about and stuff.

DT: --)- so what, like

DT: --)- click and drag

DT: --)- gonna grab one of these books

>Glacis: Grab one of those books. You click and drag a book off of a pile sitting in Carada's respiteblock. Something by troll Nietsche, apparently. BORING. With a flick of your cursor, you toss it back on the floor.

DT: --)- what do you know

FF: You Have to put tHese macH!ne tH!ngs out?

DT: --)- is there a weight limit to what I can lift

FF: ! don't remember wHat tHey were called but !f you look tHrougH tHe menus and stuff tHey sHould be tHere.

DT: --)- yeah yeah give me a second

DT: --)- gonna move the desk

>Glacis: Move the desk. You pick up the desk effortlessly enough, but you notice that it's costing you... something. Numbers are going down on your screen. There must be some sort of expendable resource that you use to alter the environment. It seems like it would be better to use that ability SPARINGLY.

FF: ! dunno about we!gHt l!m!ts.

DT: --)- this thing has got a lot of shit on it

DT: --)- don' you ever clean

FF: WHy are you mov!ng tHe desk?

FF: ! Have a p!g for a lusus okay.

DT: --)- to test what I can lift

DT: --)- oh shit there goes some of it

FF: UgH! More mess.

DT: --)- I'd pick it up but it doesn' really look out of place in here

FF: Sorry.

DT: --)- okay so what was that

DT: --)- machines

DT: --)- what machines

FF: ! ougHt to Have cleaned my block before contact!ng you but we don't Have a lot of t!me and also !t's a pa!n to do w!tH my syladex.

FF: Um! A crux-sometH!ng.

DT: --)- a crux what

DT: --)- fuck it that's okay

DT: --)- I'm going to click on things

DT: --)- oh shit menus

FF: You can make my room b!gger ! tH!nk? WH!cH !s lucky because my H!ve !s sort of t!ny and tHere !sn't a lot of space for Huge macH!nes.

DT: --)- is that this button

>Glacis: Expand room. By clicking and dragging once more, you find that you can add more space to the interior of the hive. Once again, it costs you some "build grist" to complete the procedure.

DT: --)- hey there it goes

DT: --)- free hive expansion

FF: Cool, you can put some of tHe sH!t tHere ! guess.

DT: --)- what does this shit do

DT: --)- here you can have your crux whatever

DT: --)- oh shit that was loud

DT: --)- I guess I shouldn' drop this stuff

FF: SH!t ! l!terally felt tHe room sHake.

DT: --)- and here I thought simulation games were for wrigglers

DT: --)- this isn' half bad

FF: Okay r!gHt wHat do ! do w!tH tH!s tH!ng aga!n?

DT: --)- you mean you don' know

FF: We Had to get !t open ! t!Hnk?

DT: --)- so get smashing or something

DT: --)- do you have a crowbar

FF: No.

FF: ! Have a scytHe w!ll tHat work?

DT: --)- how should I know

DT: --)- I don' see why it shouldn'

FF: !T'S NOT WORK!NG!

DT: --)- put your back into it

FF: SH!t we need sometH!ng Heav!er.

FF: Look !'m mak!ng a stack of books try dropp!ng tHem on !t.

DT: --)- are you telling me your scythe couldn' bust this thing but a stack of books can

DT: --)- well fuck it it's not like there's anything to lose

>Glacis: Smash books on machine with reckless abandon. You lift the stack of books that your client made and SENSELESSLY BEAT the cruxtruder with them. You don't see how this could possibly be any more efficient than what she was doing earlier, but before you have a chance to make a snide remark, the top of the device pops open.

DT: --)- geez that was some noise

FF: Wow okay tHere's a glowy tH!ng tHat came out.

DT: --)- what the hell is that

FF: !'m not sure??? ! tH!nk And! tHrew sometH!ng !nto !t.

FF: OH fuck tHere's a t!mer too.

FF: ! don't know wHat !t's count!ng down to but ! am guess!ng !t's not a good tH!ng.

DT: --)- what happens when it runs out

FF: No !dea.

FF: !'m go!ng to try turn!ng tHe Handle on tHe cruxtH!ng

FF: Wow okay a blue cyl!nder tHat's useful?? UgH.

DT: --)- what the shit is any of this supposed to do

DT: --)- doesn' this game come with a faq

FF: ! don't know !'m so fuck!ng confused.

DT: --)- look what about the rest of this shit in here

DT: --)- there were other machines

FF: YeaH tHere sHould be some otHers tHat don't cost anytH!ng to bu!ld so

FF: bu!ld tHem?

DT: --)- well if you know this shit then don' panic

>Glacis: Deploy the rest of the machines. You drop the next machine on the floor next to the first. The wooden planks creak under the strain, but nothing breaks.

DT: --)- here take this

DT: --)- 'totem lathe'

DT: --)- fuck I hope your floor can hold up a little longer

FF: OH ! tH!nk tHere's a spot for tHat blue cyl!nder Here!

DT: --)- joy and wonder

FF: ! dunno, maybe put tHe next !tem a floor down.

DT: --)- hurry it up genius, the timer's still going

FF: THere's a slot for a card????

DT: --)- alright wait I'm moving shit a floor down

==> There's not enough room in the ablution block to place a machine in here. Taking the only logical option, you begin DISMANTLING and removing other objects from the block to make space for the alchemiter.

DT: --)- out the windows it goes

DT: --)- there goes the plumbing

FF: Wa!t wHat tHe Hell was tHat

FF: !'m go!ng downsta!rs

DT: --)- I took out some stuff in your ablution block

FF: OHmy Gods, wHat !f ! need to use !t?

FF: THen aga!n w!tH you watcH!ng !t'd already be we!rd enougH.

DT: --)- well you can' go now

FF: Let's just cross tHat br!dge wHen we get to !t.

DT: --)- hold it

FF: UgH...

DT: --)- I think I found your mystery card

DT: --)- catch

FF: OH???

FF: Okay let me dasH back upsta!rs and see !f ! can get !t to work w!tH tHe totem tH!ng!e.

==> You drop the alchemiter on the floor. It makes a predictably loud noise, and the foundations of the hive seem to shake a bit in the process. Oh well. Too late now. It looks like it'll cost you too much "build grist" to move the damn thing anyway.

DT: --)- 'alchemiter' huh

DT: --)- fuck all these things must weigh a ton

DT: --)- your floor's still in one piece though

FF: ! Hope tHe floors can Hold !t.

FF: HuH, tHe totem tH!ng Has... created a totemy-look!ng tH!ng?

FF: THe cyl!nder !s now not a cyl!nder.

DT: --)- okay that

DT: --)- was totally useless information

FF: YeaH pretty mucH.

DT: --)- but I'm guessing the alchemiter is your next stop, kid

FF: WHat tHe new macH!ne do, !'m comm!ng back down.

DT: --)- since these machines seem to be in order

DT: --)- I have no fucking idea

DT: --)- but there's nothing else that I can put out

DT: --)- as far as I can tell

DT: --)- there's one other machine but I don' have enough

DT: --)- uh

DT: --)- whatever it is

DT: --)- to build it

FF: !'m go!ng to put tHe not-cyl!nder on tHat platform Hopefully !t's not

FF: totally fuck!ng useless?

DT: --)- who knows

DT: --)- give it a shot

FF: !t's mak!ng a tH!ng

FF: W!tH And! sHe ended up w!tH tH!s puzzle tH!ng we Had to solve !'m guess!ng tH!s w!ll be some k!nda puzzle too-

DT: --)- it's a good thing I can see this shit because you suck at explaining

DT: --)- what is that

DT: --)- is that a book

FF: OH for fuck's sake !t's one of tHose stup!d ass books about tHe LEGENDARY HEROES.

FF: Man am ! s!ck of Hav!ng scr!pture sHoved !n my face, let's sort out tHat glowy tH!ng follow!ng me arround !nstead.

DT: --)- so it went from a useless cylinder to a useless piece of literature

FF: Essent!ally.

DT: --)- great

DT: --)- so what about the glowing thing

FF: We gotta f!nd sometH!ng to tHrow !nto !t!

DT: --)- well there's tons of shit around here

FF: WHat l!ke! THe broken abult!on trap?

DT: --)- well if anything will work

DT: --)- all I'm saying is the timer is still counting down

DT: --)- so I don' think you've got the luxury of being picky, kid

FF: Okay okay!

FF: We w!ll use tH!s uH. Sponge.

FF: Lemme just go cHeck tHe sty for sometH!ng else to put !nto tHe glowy-followy-tH!ng

DT: --)- get the lead out

FF: OH cool tHe spr!te !s a k!nd of sponge-y look!ng tH!-

FF: oH FUCK

DT: --)- shit

==> It seems like the alchemiter fell straight through the floor of the ablution block. Leave it to a lowblood to build their hive out of materials too CHEAP to hold anything of any significant weight. 

FF: Fuck fuck fuck we sHould Have put everytH!ng on tHe ground floor or sometH!ng

DT: --)- okay look just go and check if it's still working

DT: --)- it was just one floor

>Glacis: Scroll down a floor. There's nothing on the second floor save for a gaping hole and a load of rubbish.

DT: --)- oh

DT: --)- shit, this is a mess

FF: OH man !t looks l!ke !t went stra!gHt tHrougH tHe second floor too???

DT: --)- yeah

DT: --)- scratch that, two floors

FF: YeaH tH!s !s my lusus' sty !t's k!nd of a mess.

FF: (SHe's a p!g.)

DT: --)- you mentioned that

FF: WHere tHe Hell !s sHe anyway?

DT: --)- who cares right now

DT: --)- check on the machine

DT: --)- if it's broken you might be fucked anyway

FF: UgH, !'ll go cHeck tHe k!tcHen and see !f tHe alcHem!ser !s okay.

==> You scroll down another floor and -- shit. The alchemiter is a problem, but the fact that it crushed your client's lusus is also a bit of an unexpected roadbump. You can only hope that she doesn't start whining  and blaming it on you.

DT: --)- ah

DT: --)- there it is

DT: --)- uh

FF: OH !t looks l!ke !t's okay!

FF: Wa!t oH my gods

FF: Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck

DT: --)- looks like it got your lusus on the way down

FF: fuck

FF: Um, g!ve me a moment.

DT: --)- you don' have a moment

FF: okok

DT: --)- good

FF: ! tH!nk !'m gonna prototype Her?

DT: --)- what

DT: --)- can you do that

FF: Let's f!nd out.

DT: --)- this seems like a shitty idea

FF: No !t's a great !dea tHen !t w!ll be sort of l!ke sHe !sn't DEAD

DT: --)- no, it'll be like she died and then you brought her back because you didn' want to accept it

DT: --)- but go ahead

DT: --)- as long as you don' waste any more time

FF: Well !f ! br!ng Her back !t won't actually matter w!ll !t?!

FF: Anyway cHeck !t, !t worked.

DT: --)- great

DT: --)- so now you have a zombie ghost of your lusus

FF: R!gHt, cHeck tHe t!mer.

DT: --)- a zombie ghost sponge

FF: Cool, r!gHt???

DT: --)- not really

DT: --)- and you've got approximately four minutes

FF: !t's k!nda we!rd actually sHe sort of feels l!ke a sponge.

DT: --)- stop feeling up your lusus and get to work

FF: OH fuck we st!ll Haven't even made tHe puzzle tH!ng.

DT: --)- what puzzle thing

FF: THere was l!ke a puzzle me and And! made tHat Had to be solved and tHen sHe ! guess won tHe game? ! don't know sHe got off tHe planet someHow!!

FF: But all we got was tHat fuck!ng t!me book ! dunno wHat we d!d wrrong and we only Have four m!nutes.

DT: --)- I need to stop expecting you to explain things well

DT: --)- go get the fucking book

DT: --)- there be some trick to it

DT: --)- *there must be

FF: F!!!!!!!!!!!ne.

DT: --)- three minutes

FF: !'m expect!ng tHe sta!rs to break any moment too, wow my H!ve sucks.

FF: p

FF: Ok!!

FF: Look Here !t !s, STUP!D BOOK.

FF: ! don't see wHat tHese dumb fa!ry tales Have to do w!tH tH!s s!tuat!on wHat a load of sH!t.

DT: --)- is there anything on the outside

FF: THere's an enscr!pt!on? "Book of T!me".

FF: Wow, How !ns!gHtful!

DT: --)- I don' believe in this shit either but

DT: --)- if the game isn' bugging out, it wouldn' give you a useless thing like this for no reason

DT: --)- there's got to be a catch

FF: OH really? THat's pretty cool we sHould talk about How retarded tHe pantHeon stor!es are once our l!ves aren't !n danger.

DT: --)- I'm game

DT: --)- but two minutes

FF: :D

FF: Okay okay f!ne.

FF: !'m gonna take a proper look at tHe dumb book, Hold on.

FF: WoaH.

FF: ! tH!nk !'m !n?

DT: --)- what happened

FF: ! dunno tHere was l!ke tH!s flasH of l!gHt and now !'m look!ng out tHe w!ndow and !'m not see!ng sH!t !t's l!ke... a desert? Or sometH!ng

DT: --)- where are you

DT: --)- what the shit

DT: --)- is this somewhere else on alternia

DT: --)- I don' see any meteors

FF: !'m not sure! But ! tH!nk !'m safe.

FF: OH wa!t!! But you're not!!!

FF: You need to contact tHe otHer person on your contacts asap

DT: --)- wait what

FF: THen tHey can be your server and get you somewHere safe? ! tH!nk tHat !s How tH!s works.

FF: Let's Hope so, anyway.

DT: --)- oh fuck

DT: --)- you mean I have to do all of this again

DT: --)- except backwards

FF: Pretty mucH.

DT: --)- fuck

FF: HaHaHa Have fun!

DT: --)- shut your trap

DT: --)- shit I guess I need to do this right now

DT: --)- later

FF: YeaH! Don't waste t!me talkn!g to me go go go.

DT: --)- whatever

-- dauntlessTracker [DT] ceased pestering fatalisticFortune [FF] at 12:05 --

>Glacis: Contact vehementPundit. If your client's experience was anything to go by, you don't have a lot of time to waste. You ready yourself to troll vehementPundit and hope that they aren't a total DIPSHIT, but before you have a chance, they pester first. You can't help but feel slightly PUT OUT that you're behind the curve, but you figure you should put that feeling aside in favor of SAVING YOUR SKIN.

-- fatalisticFortune [FF] began trolling dauntlessTracker [DT] at 21:26 --

FF: ! tH!nk !'m supossed to talk to you next?

FF: Are you a Human too, or...?

DT: --)- a human

DT: --)- no

DT: --)- who is this

FF: You're a troll tHen? THat's a rel!ef. Well, !t means not go!ng tHrougH a long-ass !ntroductory cHat, anyway.

FF: !'m Carada. We k!nd of Have a problem.

DT: --)- does it have to do with the meteors

FF: Yes.

DT: --)- fucking ace