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Open Tcod Plays Sburb

Krinei saw where this was going, but she thought she could push Landon in the right direction.

**blackoutInspector [BI] began trolling disconsolateSpume [DS] --
BI: Hey +hëre, ßhådow drppr. |:P
DS: oh my god
DS: you've got to be kyddyng me
DS: not you agayn dammyt
DS: what do you want now you yncessant blyght
DS: you can stuff your recommendatyons up your rumpus collyder or whatever you wyerdos call butts.
BI: "Å9aíñ"? This iß +hë firs+ +ímë I've ëvér spökeň +o ý!
BI: Yøu sée, Í'm nø+ "+rołlïn9" yóü ïn ã łiňëär mñnr.
BI: Äñd Í'm wãrňın9 ýóu 9ň.
BI: The 9amë yöü'łl bé 9++ň9?
BI: İf ÿöu dóň'+ wån+ tø çâušé +he åpòçałýpşe, döñ'+ bo+hêr wï+h +. |:)
DS: ok what the actual fuck
DS: how do Y know you're tellyng the truth?
DS: Y mean you've embarrased me or made me embarrass myself on numerous occasyons, and my fryends started to questyon my sanyty because Y know what you guys are: alyens. there, Y sayd yt.
DS: my fryends thynk you're actual humans trolls
DS: as yn those douchebags who patrol message boards and youtube comments. and another thing-
DS: wayt a mynute.
DS: how do you know Y'm gettyng a game.
BI: Ï åłrēadÿ +òld ÿøü - ñônłíňéår +rłln9.
BI: İ hävé ñö+ bêën špêäkıň9 +ö ýoú ïñ çhrønöłogíčäl rdr.
BI: Î čäň sêē ïn+ö ÿøūr f+r. |:)
DS: before Y contynue my rant, Y just realyzed Y forgot my manners
DS: good day, syr/madam, my name ys landon perryvyew spader. yt's an astoundyng unpleasure & dyshonor to make your aquayntance.
DS: anyways, what are you doyng lookyng ynto my future, you nosy bugger?dyd Y gyve you permyssyon? no, Y dyd not. stop ryflyng through my lyfe, you syck extraterrestryal. can you only look ynto my future, or can you also look ynto my past?
BI: Of čòūrsê İ cñ!
BI: Bu+, +há+'š ňô+ +he póın+ hr.
BI: Thë póın+ ıs, ýōü wîłl īňèvi+äbłý 9ë+ +hē 9ãme ñýwy.
BI: Ëvèn +hōü9h I +øłd ýõü maňÿ +ímeš nö+ +.
BI: Nèvër mìňd, I håvé +ø +àlk +ö ßömêõne éłşè nw.
** blackoutInspector [BI] ceased trolling disconsolateSpume [DS]

Zephyr didn't get it at all, so Krinei took it upon herself to explain.

**vaguelyboundWanderer [VW] began trolling blackoutInspector [BI]**
VW: ~OH GOG MY CARTILAGINOUS NUB~
VW: ~HOW, ON SUCH A DESOLATE PLACE, DID I GET SICK, IT MAKES NO SENSE~
VW: ~ANYWAYS, THAT'S NOT THE REASON I CONTACTED YOU~
VW: ~WHY ARE YOU BOTHERING THE LANDON HUMAN?~
VW: ~I UNDERSTAND YOUR CURIOSITY, BUT CLEARLY HE HAS NO INTEREST IN MAINTAINING ANY FORM OF COMMUNICATIONS~
VW: ~IF I MAY MAKE A SUGGESTION, PERHAPS YOU SHOULD CONTACT A MORE FRIENDLY ONE?~
BI: Dóñ’+ ÿoü ş?
BI: Hè álréådý kňõẁs ẅhő wé réáłlÿ ř!
BI: Hé māy ňó+ bé à Ţîmê or Şpaçë płáŷěr, bü+ +há+ ẃöń’+ m++ř!
BI: He wíłl béčömê fář móré pöẁèrfūl +hāñ +hé rëş+ öf +hém vň+łlÿ.
BI: Î +hïňk Łąňdòn iș ţhe këý +ő +hé ßůćçeşs öf +héíř šßşň.

Krinei then stopped to marvel at what she felt was Landon's vast untapped potential within Sburb, but then decided to take Zephyr's suggestion as well. After all, what's the worst that could happen with someone else?

Why not go with... Somniferous Whatshisface. She knew that he had meant to block her once, but in his sleep-deprived state, he had misclicked and not blocked her.

**blackoutInspector [BI] began trolling somniferousPolymer [SP]
BI: Hï 9n. |:P
 
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**lackadaisicalLamia [LL] began pestering somniferousPolymer [SP]**
LL: dude what up
LL: i don't know what day it is
LL: i think i slept for four days but i'm not sure
LL: but no one messaged me in the time that i was asleep so i thought you guys wanted to ignnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn
SP: how can you even
SP: sleep that long
SP: i swear to god
SP: its like
SP: youre sleeping for the both of us =_=
LL: shit sorry how long was i asleep again
LL: ik ik but i've been falling asleep a crapton lately and i don't know why
LL: if it's narcolepsy i'll cry but oh well
LL: anyway what's shakin bacon is it all good in the neighbourhood
LL: christ that was lame
LL: anyway
LL: have you talked to any of our other friends because none of them have contacted me and you know how i am about starting conversations
LL: i've been getting kind of worried and whatnot
SP: you were asleep through a whole
SP: episode of breaking bad
SP: idk how you can do that =_=
SP: ive told you
SP: about that weird power i have right?
SP: the one where i can
SP: put people to sleep
SP: (and no)
SP: (not by lecturing them about electron tomography)
SP: (dont even fuckin ask)
SP: well ive tested it with willow
SP: and it doesnt
SP: work over pesterchum
SP: so rest
SP: assured it aint that =_=
SP: speaking of which
SP: i have talked
SP: to willow
SP: she is still
SP: waiting for this sburb
SP: or whatever its called
LL: sburb? what the hell is that 8|
LL: actually i think i may have heard about it from maybe sadie or someone
LL: maybe one of the trolls
LL: but its not like they talk to me anymore anyway
LL: i'm really not sure but its not surprising you heard about this from willow of all people i guess
LL: has she explained it at all or said anything about it??
LL: i suppose i'll ask her about it or some shit idk
SP: she said its like sims or something
SP: except better?
SP: idk =_=
SP: i should be getting my copy
SP: really soon
SP: hold on
SP: it looks like someone else is
SP: pestering me
Rory clicked on the new window to see who it was.

Oh hell no.

**blackoutInspector [BI] began trolling somniferousPolymer [SP]
BI: Hï 9n. |:P
SP: what the fuck do you want =_=
 
**lackadaisicalLamia [LL] began pestering somniferousPolymer [SP]**
LL: dude what up
LL: i don't know what day it is
LL: i think i slept for four days but i'm not sure
LL: but no one messaged me in the time that i was asleep so i thought you guys wanted to ignnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn
SP: how can you even
SP: sleep that long
SP: i swear to god
SP: its like
SP: youre sleeping for the both of us =_=
LL: shit sorry how long was i asleep again
LL: ik ik but i've been falling asleep a crapton lately and i don't know why
LL: if it's narcolepsy i'll cry but oh well
LL: anyway what's shakin bacon is it all good in the neighbourhood
LL: christ that was lame
LL: anyway
LL: have you talked to any of our other friends because none of them have contacted me and you know how i am about starting conversations
LL: i've been getting kind of worried and whatnot
SP: you were asleep through a whole
SP: episode of breaking bad
SP: idk how you can do that =_=
SP: ive told you
SP: about that weird power i have right?
SP: the one where i can
SP: put people to sleep
SP: (and no)
SP: (not by lecturing them about electron tomography)
SP: (dont even fuckin ask)
SP: well ive tested it with willow
SP: and it doesnt
SP: work over pesterchum
SP: so rest
SP: assured it aint that =_=
SP: speaking of which
SP: i have talked
SP: to willow
SP: she is still
SP: waiting for this sburb
SP: or whatever its called
LL: sburb? what the hell is that 8|
LL: actually i think i may have heard about it from maybe sadie or someone
LL: maybe one of the trolls
LL: but its not like they talk to me anymore anyway
LL: i'm really not sure but its not surprising you heard about this from willow of all people i guess
LL: has she explained it at all or said anything about it??
LL: i suppose i'll ask her about it or some shit idk
SP: she said its like sims or something
SP: except better?
SP: idk =_=
SP: i should be getting my copy
SP: really soon
SP: hold on
SP: it looks like someone else is
SP: pestering me
LL: woah what
LL: i havent played sims in forever but that sounds like a promising game
LL: i suppose i'll look into it if and when willow responds
LL: ooh who is it
LL: i bet its one of those weirdass trolls
LL: it is isnt iajsio;vvvv
LL: goddammit i fell out my chair

After getting ice for her now bruised hip, Agnes sat back down and awaited responses from Willow and Rory.
 
Out of all trolls in his session, Zephyr found Krinei easily the most difficult to understand in terms of typing quirk. Maybe because his was so...simple in contrast. Regardless, she did have a point, a human who was clearly aware of what they were was clearly odd, especially without being a hero of time or space.

**vaguelyboundWanderer [VW] began trolling blackoutInspector [BI]**
VW: ~OH GOG MY CARTILAGINOUS NUB~
VW: ~HOW, ON SUCH A DESOLATE PLACE, DID I GET SICK, IT MAKES NO SENSE~
VW: ~ANYWAYS, THAT'S NOT THE REASON I CONTACTED YOU~
VW: ~WHY ARE YOU BOTHERING THE LANDON HUMAN?~
VW: ~I UNDERSTAND YOUR CURIOSITY, BUT CLEARLY HE HAS NO INTEREST IN MAINTAINING ANY FORM OF COMMUNICATIONS~
VW: ~IF I MAY MAKE A SUGGESTION, PERHAPS YOU SHOULD CONTACT A MORE FRIENDLY ONE?~
BI: Dóñ’+ ÿoü şéę?
BI: Hè álréådý kňõẁs ẅhő wé réáłlÿ ř!
BI: Hé māy ňó+ bé à Ţîmê or Şpaçë płáŷěr, bü+ +há+ ẃöń’+ m++ř!
BI: He wíłl béčömê fář móré pöẁèrfūl +hāñ +hé rëş+ öf +hém vň+łlÿ.
BI: Î +hïňk Łąňdòn iș ţhe këý +ő +hé ßůćçeşs öf +héíř šßşň.
VW: ~*SIGH* I SUPPOSE YOU'RE RIGHT, IT CERTAINLY IS STRANGE THAT A HERO OF DOOM WOULD BE SO AWARE OF WHAT WE ARE...~
VW: ~THOUGH A SEER OF DOOM COULD PERHAPS BE AWARE OF UPCOMING FAILINGS, EVEN SUBCONSCIOUSLY, AND PERHAPS DUE TO THAT, IS AWARE OF US DUE TO OUR POTENTIAL TO CAUSE DOWNFALL FOR THEIR SESSION. AFTER ALL, WE CAN SEE THE MAJORITY OF WHAT THEY DO, AND COULD POTENTIALLY INADVERTENTLY GIVE AWAY (OR WITHHOLD) VITAL INFORMATION THAT COULD RUIN THEIR SESSION. ~
VW: ~SO BASED ON THAT IDEA, PERHAPS WE SHOULD REFRAIN FROM MEDDLING, UNLESS YOUR INTENTION IS FOR THEIR SESSION, THE SESSION WE CREATED, TO FAIL. WHICH WOULD BE INCREDIBLY ASS-BACKWARDS.~

"Ugh, why is there so much shit on GrubTube?" Zephyr complained aloud, aware that unless someone was specifically monitoring his block, he was effectively wasting his breath.
 
Agnes was so preoccupied with trying to communicate with Willow and Rory and get through a meal of her favourite microwave ravioli, she hadn't realised a new window popped up on Pesterchum; it was Landon.

**disconsolateSpume [DS] began pestering lackadaisacalLamia [LL]**
DS: yo there pardner
DS: how are thyngs?
DS: excyted for that sbubble game wyllow keeps talkyng about?
LL: holy hell im sorry i didnt respond any faster
LL: cause ive been preoccupied with eating my favourite dish
LL: you know the really good microwave ravioli
LL: anyway
LL: i suppose i am excited for that sblurb game or whatever it is
LL: i tried asking rory for more deets about it but he didnt say a whole lot so i tried asking willow but she hasnt responded
LL: why, are you excited?
LL: what all do you know of it
 
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What's up with that girl? Can't she see that I'm talking to her? What is her de- Landon's train of thought was interrupted by yet another head throb. "That is IT! I have HAD IT with these fucking COCOA HANGOVERS!" he screamed. "Shut up, Landon! I'm trying to make a birdhouse, you idiot! What have I told you about chocolate milk?!" screamed his twin sister right back. "You're not the boss of me! Get back to your aviary, dumbass!" he replied. His head felt much clearer now; perhaps all his head needed was a good ol' helping of sibling love. Amid the bouts of screeching and yelling, he hadn't noticed that Agnes had responded.

**disconsolateSpume [DS] began pestering lackadaisacalLamia [LL]**
DS: yo there pardner
DS: how are thyngs?
DS: excyted for that sbubble game wyllow keeps talkyng about?
LL: holy hell im sorry i didnt respond any faster
LL: cause ive been preoccupied with eating my favourite dish
LL: you know the really good microwave ravioli
LL: anyway
LL: i suppose i am excited for that sblurb game or whatever it is
LL: i tried asking rory for more deets about it but he didnt say a whole lot so i tried asking willow but she hasnt responded
LL: why, are you excited?
LL: what all do you know of it
DS: are those the fyve cheese ravyoly or the meat ravyoly? Y'm easyly confused in most culynary areas that don't ynvolve beverages.
DS: Y don't know much about sbubble actually
DS: Y've talked wyth wyllow about yt
DS: and wyth one of the trolls
DS: Y thynk he's called by or bs or somethyng lyke that\
DS: accordyng to wyllow, yt's XTREME SYMSSSSS
DS: accordyng to the troll sbubble ys the harbrynger of the apolcaypse oOoOoOh
DS: Y don't know what to feel about the game honestly
DS: yf yt's lyke the syms Y guess the fyrst order of busysness ys buyldyng a pool and takyng out the ladder

(ooc: scootaloo, could you change the color of my text in your post from cyan to medium turquoise? on bachuru style it's eyeburning.)
 
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(OoC: Grey Matter, could you change "Dóñ’+ ÿoü şéę?" to "Dóñ’+ ÿoü ş?" I got my quirk wrong at first.)

Krinei saw Zephyr's point, but she also saw it another way.

**vaguelyboundWanderer [VW] began trolling blackoutInspector [BI]**
VW: ~OH GOG MY CARTILAGINOUS NUB~
VW: ~HOW, ON SUCH A DESOLATE PLACE, DID I GET SICK, IT MAKES NO SENSE~
VW: ~ANYWAYS, THAT'S NOT THE REASON I CONTACTED YOU~
VW: ~WHY ARE YOU BOTHERING THE LANDON HUMAN?~
VW: ~I UNDERSTAND YOUR CURIOSITY, BUT CLEARLY HE HAS NO INTEREST IN MAINTAINING ANY FORM OF COMMUNICATIONS~
VW: ~IF I MAY MAKE A SUGGESTION, PERHAPS YOU SHOULD CONTACT A MORE FRIENDLY ONE?~
BI: Dóñ’+ ÿoü ş?
BI: Hè álréådý kňõẁs ẅhő wé réáłlÿ ř!
BI: Hé māy ňó+ bé à Ţîmê or Şpaçë płáŷěr, bü+ +há+ ẃöń’+ m++ř!
BI: He wíłl béčömê fář móré pöẁèrfūl +hāñ +hé rëş+ öf +hém vň+łlÿ.
BI: Î +hïňk Łąňdòn iș ţhe këý +ő +hé ßůćçeşs öf +héíř šßşň.
VW: ~*SIGH* I SUPPOSE YOU'RE RIGHT, IT CERTAINLY IS STRANGE THAT A HERO OF DOOM WOULD BE SO AWARE OF WHAT WE ARE...~
VW: ~THOUGH A SEER OF DOOM COULD PERHAPS BE AWARE OF UPCOMING FAILINGS, EVEN SUBCONSCIOUSLY, AND PERHAPS DUE TO THAT, IS AWARE OF US DUE TO OUR POTENTIAL TO CAUSE DOWNFALL FOR THEIR SESSION. AFTER ALL, WE CAN SEE THE MAJORITY OF WHAT THEY DO, AND COULD POTENTIALLY INADVERTENTLY GIVE AWAY (OR WITHHOLD) VITAL INFORMATION THAT COULD RUIN THEIR SESSION. ~
VW: ~SO BASED ON THAT IDEA, PERHAPS WE SHOULD REFRAIN FROM MEDDLING, UNLESS YOUR INTENTION IS FOR THEIR SESSION, THE SESSION WE CREATED, TO FAIL. WHICH WOULD BE INCREDIBLY ASS-BACKWARDS.~
BI: Ì’m fűlły ąẁãrê öf +h+.
BI: Bü+ çān’+ ýōu šěé ï+ añø+hêř ẅÿ?
BI: Ïf hè 9e+ş +hę rî9h+ íňfóřmà+íoñ, hé’łl bē ńş+ppbł!
BI: Țhă+’ś ŵhërè ẃe çômë ň. |:)
BI: Íf wé dïvůlğě øńłÿ whá+ hé ñéêdß, +héý’łl ẁïn főř šr!
BI: Í álréądy +őłd ÿōü - Låñdõň íš +hé kŷ!

Krinei thought, Well, might as well see what I can do with SP.

**blackoutInspector [BI] began trolling somniferousPolymer [SP]
BI: Hï 9n. |:P
SP: what the fuck do you want =_=
BI: Àrê ÿõū rēàdÿ fôř yóúr ẁôrłd’ś pçlýpß?
BI: Í’lł bę+ ŷòù’rë ñő+! |XD

(OoC again: This site greatly helps me with my quirk.)
 
**blackoutInspector [BI] began trolling somniferousPolymer [SP]
BI: Hï 9n. |:P
SP: what the fuck do you want =_=
BI: Àrê ÿõū rēàdÿ fôř yóúr ẁôrłd’ś pçlýpß?
BI: Í’lł bę+ ŷòù’rë ñő+! |XD
SP: ughhhhhhh
SP: not this shit again
SP: if theres one thing
SP: in this world
SP: i absolutely hate
SP: its conspiracy theorists =_=
SP: gfdi
SP: go back to planet illuminati
Rory clicked out of the window angrily and went back to his conversation with Agnes.

**lackadaisicalLamia [LL] began pestering somniferousPolymer [SP]**
LL: dude what up
LL: i don't know what day it is
LL: i think i slept for four days but i'm not sure
LL: but no one messaged me in the time that i was asleep so i thought you guys wanted to ignnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn
SP: how can you even
SP: sleep that long
SP: i swear to god
SP: its like
SP: youre sleeping for the both of us =_=
LL: shit sorry how long was i asleep again
LL: ik ik but i've been falling asleep a crapton lately and i don't know why
LL: if it's narcolepsy i'll cry but oh well
LL: anyway what's shakin bacon is it all good in the neighbourhood
LL: christ that was lame
LL: anyway
LL: have you talked to any of our other friends because none of them have contacted me and you know how i am about starting conversations
LL: i've been getting kind of worried and whatnot
SP: you were asleep through a whole
SP: episode of breaking bad
SP: idk how you can do that =_=
SP: ive told you
SP: about that weird power i have right?
SP: the one where i can
SP: put people to sleep
SP: (and no)
SP: (not by lecturing them about electron tomography)
SP: (dont even fuckin ask)
SP: well ive tested it with willow
SP: and it doesnt
SP: work over pesterchum
SP: so rest
SP: assured it aint that =_=
SP: speaking of which
SP: i have talked
SP: to willow
SP: she is still
SP: waiting for this sburb
SP: or whatever its called
LL: sburb? what the hell is that 8|
LL: actually i think i may have heard about it from maybe sadie or someone
LL: maybe one of the trolls
LL: but its not like they talk to me anymore anyway
LL: i'm really not sure but its not surprising you heard about this from willow of all people i guess
LL: has she explained it at all or said anything about it??
LL: i suppose i'll ask her about it or some shit idk
SP: she said its like sims or something
SP: except better?
SP: idk =_=
SP: i should be getting my copy
SP: really soon
SP: hold on
SP: it looks like someone else is
SP: pestering me
LL: woah what
LL: i havent played sims in forever but that sounds like a promising game
LL: i suppose i'll look into it if and when willow responds
LL: ooh who is it
LL: i bet its one of those weirdass trolls
LL: it is isnt iajsio;vvvv
LL: goddammit i fell out my chair
SP: its no one important
SP: just this asshole who thinks
SP: the world is going to end
SP: anyway
SP: i think the mail may be here now
SP: im going
SP: to go check it
Rory jumped off his bed and walked out the bedroom door. Careful not to wake his mother, he made his way downstairs to the apartment complex mailroom and found that the mail had indeed arrived. He collected his package and crept back into his room, closing the door behind him. He pulled a box cutter out of his tool drawer and got ready to open the package, but then hesitated. Instead of opening it right away, perhaps he should contact Willow first.

**somniferousPolymer [SP] began pestering phantasmalTendril [PT]
SP: i got my package
SP: i think i should wait
SP: until everyone has theirs
SP: before i open it though
 
**disconsolateSpume [DS] began pestering lackadaisacalLamia [LL]**
DS: yo there pardner
DS: how are thyngs?
DS: excyted for that sbubble game wyllow keeps talkyng about?
LL: holy hell im sorry i didnt respond any faster
LL: cause ive been preoccupied with eating my favourite dish
LL: you know the really good microwave ravioli
LL: anyway
LL: i suppose i am excited for that sblurb game or whatever it is
LL: i tried asking rory for more deets about it but he didnt say a whole lot so i tried asking willow but she hasnt responded
LL: why, are you excited?
LL: what all do you know of it
DS: are those the fyve cheese ravyoly or the meat ravyoly? Y'm easyly confused in most culynary areas that don't ynvolve beverages.
DS: Y don't know much about sbubble actually
DS: Y've talked wyth wyllow about yt
DS: and wyth one of the trolls
DS: Y thynk he's called by or bs or somethyng lyke that\
DS: accordyng to wyllow, yt's XTREME SYMSSSSS
DS: accordyng to the troll sbubble ys the harbrynger of the apolcaypse oOoOoOh
DS: Y don't know what to feel about the game honestly
DS: yf yt's lyke the syms Y guess the fyrst order of busysness ys buyldyng a pool and takyng out the ladder
LL: hmmm it sounds pretty interesting
LL: and its the five cheese one
LL: xtreme cheese
LL: im surprised the trolls havent bothered me about it
LL: i suppose thats a relief though since theyre a real pain in my ass
LL: i think rory may have gotten his copy in the mail now though

**lackadaisicalLamia [LL] began pestering somniferousPolymer [SP]**
LL: dude what up
LL: i don't know what day it is
LL: i think i slept for four days but i'm not sure
LL: but no one messaged me in the time that i was asleep so i thought you guys wanted to ignnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn
SP: how can you even
SP: sleep that long
SP: i swear to god
SP: its like
SP: youre sleeping for the both of us =_=
LL: shit sorry how long was i asleep again
LL: ik ik but i've been falling asleep a crapton lately and i don't know why
LL: if it's narcolepsy i'll cry but oh well
LL: anyway what's shakin bacon is it all good in the neighbourhood
LL: christ that was lame
LL: anyway
LL: have you talked to any of our other friends because none of them have contacted me and you know how i am about starting conversations
LL: i've been getting kind of worried and whatnot
SP: you were asleep through a whole
SP: episode of breaking bad
SP: idk how you can do that =_=
SP: ive told you
SP: about that weird power i have right?
SP: the one where i can
SP: put people to sleep
SP: (and no)
SP: (not by lecturing them about electron tomography)
SP: (dont even fuckin ask)
SP: well ive tested it with willow
SP: and it doesnt
SP: work over pesterchum
SP: so rest
SP: assured it aint that =_=
SP: speaking of which
SP: i have talked
SP: to willow
SP: she is still
SP: waiting for this sburb
SP: or whatever its called
LL: sburb? what the hell is that 8|
LL: actually i think i may have heard about it from maybe sadie or someone
LL: maybe one of the trolls
LL: but its not like they talk to me anymore anyway
LL: i'm really not sure but its not surprising you heard about this from willow of all people i guess
LL: has she explained it at all or said anything about it??
LL: i suppose i'll ask her about it or some shit idk
SP: she said its like sims or something
SP: except better?
SP: idk =_=
SP: i should be getting my copy
SP: really soon
SP: hold on
SP: it looks like someone else is
SP: pestering me
LL: woah what
LL: i havent played sims in forever but that sounds like a promising game
LL: i suppose i'll look into it if and when willow responds
LL: ooh who is it
LL: i bet its one of those weirdass trolls
LL: it is isnt iajsio;vvvv
LL: goddammit i fell out my chair
SP: its no one important
SP: just this asshole who thinks
SP: the world is going to end
SP: anyway
SP: i think the mail may be here now
SP: im going
SP: to go check it
LL: ugh those kinds of personalities are terrible jeez
LL: oh swag lemme know if its that sblurb thing
 
**disconsolateSpume [DS] began pestering lackadaisacalLamia [LL]**
DS: yo there pardner
DS: how are thyngs?
DS: excyted for that sbubble game wyllow keeps talkyng about?
LL: holy hell im sorry i didnt respond any faster
LL: cause ive been preoccupied with eating my favourite dish
LL: you know the really good microwave ravioli
LL: anyway
LL: i suppose i am excited for that sblurb game or whatever it is
LL: i tried asking rory for more deets about it but he didnt say a whole lot so i tried asking willow but she hasnt responded
LL: why, are you excited?
LL: what all do you know of it
DS: are those the fyve cheese ravyoly or the meat ravyoly? Y'm easyly confused yn most culynary areas that don't ynvolve beverages.
DS: Y don't know much about sbubble actually
DS: Y've talked wyth wyllow about yt
DS: and wyth one of the trolls
DS: Y thynk he's called by or bs or somethyng lyke that
DS: accordyng to wyllow, yt's XTREME SYMSSSSS
DS: accordyng to the troll sbubble ys the harbrynger of the apolcaypse oOoOoOh
DS: Y don't know what to feel about the game honestly
DS: yf yt's lyke the syms Y guess the fyrst order of busysness ys buyldyng a pool and takyng out the ladder
LL: hmmm it sounds pretty interesting
LL: and its the five cheese one
LL: xtreme cheese
LL: im surprised the trolls havent bothered me about it
LL: i suppose thats a relief though since theyre a real pain in my ass
LL: i think rory may have gotten his copy in the mail now though
DS: hehe
DS: mr cant get any sleep and mrs sleeps too much are talkyng
DS: that's hyghly amusyng.
DS: well, consyder yourself lucky. the one Y talked to told me that they can see my future and my past. nosy buggers.
DS: make opposite-you tell us about the thyng
DS: about sbubble
DS: wayt
DS: my fuckin syster's callyng me ugh
DS: maybe
DS: sbubble's here??
DS: ask rory what to do when you get yt

"LANDON! Something's here for you!" called the twin sister. "Coming!" answered her sibling. He sped down the stairs, until he got to his sister's woodshop. It was actually their house's garage, but since neither of them had a car, she claimed it to be her own. Upon entering his sister's lair, Landon began coughing wildly; the sawdust set off his allergies. The garage was neatly organized; the power tools and their normal variants were neatly organized. A corkboard displayed lists and blueprints of current and upcoming projects. Beneath these boards, there was a table with a variety of stains, some of their containers looking older than others. A stack of wood was placed near a corner. In the middle of the garage was his sister's current project: a huge birdcage. She'd already finished the frame. Landon found her carefully applying stain with a huge brush. On the floor lay his sister's pride and joy: her sander and her power saw. He always got goosebumps seeing those things.

"Here you go. This just got here. Enjoy," his sister said, sliding an envelope towards him.

He went upstairs, and opened the envelope. It was marked with a green house, divided into four equal pieces, with one subdivided even more. He found two disks inside it, one labeled 'client' and the other 'server'. Perplexed, he awaited an answer from Agnes.
 
**disconsolateSpume [DS] began pestering lackadaisacalLamia [LL]**
DS: yo there pardner
DS: how are thyngs?
DS: excyted for that sbubble game wyllow keeps talkyng about?
LL: holy hell im sorry i didnt respond any faster
LL: cause ive been preoccupied with eating my favourite dish
LL: you know the really good microwave ravioli
LL: anyway
LL: i suppose i am excited for that sblurb game or whatever it is
LL: i tried asking rory for more deets about it but he didnt say a whole lot so i tried asking willow but she hasnt responded
LL: why, are you excited?
LL: what all do you know of it
DS: are those the fyve cheese ravyoly or the meat ravyoly? Y'm easyly confused yn most culynary areas that don't ynvolve beverages.
DS: Y don't know much about sbubble actually
DS: Y've talked wyth wyllow about yt
DS: and wyth one of the trolls
DS: Y thynk he's called by or bs or somethyng lyke that
DS: accordyng to wyllow, yt's XTREME SYMSSSSS
DS: accordyng to the troll sbubble ys the harbrynger of the apolcaypse oOoOoOh
DS: Y don't know what to feel about the game honestly
DS: yf yt's lyke the syms Y guess the fyrst order of busysness ys buyldyng a pool and takyng out the ladder
LL: hmmm it sounds pretty interesting
LL: and its the five cheese one
LL: xtreme cheese
LL: im surprised the trolls havent bothered me about it
LL: i suppose thats a relief though since theyre a real pain in my ass
LL: i think rory may have gotten his copy in the mail now though
DS: hehe
DS: mr cant get any sleep and mrs sleeps too much are talkyng
DS: that's hyghly amusyng.
DS: well, consyder yourself lucky. the one Y talked to told me that they can see my future and my past. nosy buggers.
DS: make opposite-you tell us about the thyng
DS: about sbubble
DS: wayt
DS: my fuckin syster's callyng me ugh
DS: maybe
DS: sbubble's here??
DS: ask rory what to do when you get yt

LL: ik ik how ironic that me and rory are friends in that sense
LL: woah you got sblurb too?? 8o
LL: everyone has their copy except me now
LL: i better go check my mail i guess
LL: also according to willow you and rory should go ahead and boot it up instead of waiting for her
LL: wait
LL: did you even order the game?? did it just show up
Since everyone else that is human and friends with Agnes received their copy of Sblurb or sbubble or what ever the hell it was called she decided to go check her mail. As she headed to her front door, she saw on her doorstep a small envelope like package. She opened it, and saw a weirdly drawn green house on it with two discs.

**lackadaisicalLamia [LL] began pestering disconsolateSpume [DS]**
LL: yo i think i just got sbubble in the mail
LL: did you get a weird envelope with a weirdass house drawn on the front
 
Agnes answered, thankfully. Landon looked at the pair of disks; he still had no idea what the hell to do with them.

**lackadaisicalLamia [LL] began pestering disconsolateSpume [DS]**
LL: yo i think i just got sbubble in the mail
LL: did you get a weird envelope with a weirdass house drawn on the front
DS: as a matter of fact Y dyd.
DS: don't know what to do wyth them, though.
DS: could you ask rory? he's possybly already started playyng thys thyng.
DS: also! Y hyghly recommend gettyng your shyt together because yt's gonna set off armageddon
DS: lol jk that's just a thyng the trolls told me.
 
**lackadaisicalLamia [LL] began pestering disconsolateSpume [DS]**
LL: yo i think i just got sbubble in the mail
LL: did you get a weird envelope with a weirdass house drawn on the front
DS: as a matter of fact Y dyd.
DS: don't know what to do wyth them, though.
DS: could you ask rory? he's possybly already started playyng thys thyng.
DS: also! Y hyghly recommend gettyng your shyt together because yt's gonna set off armageddon
DS: lol jk that's just a thyng the trolls told me.
LL: i shall momentarily
LL: according to willow we should boot up the game asap though
LL: she didnt really explain anything other than that
LL: pshhhh the apocalypse?
LL: are those trolls being serious? believing in all that mumbo jumbo armageddon crap
LL: but ye i'll ask rory about sbruh
Agnes decided to ask Rory about what to do with the mysterious discs, hoping he'd respond quickly. After all, if Willow said that booting up the game soon is the best thing to do, then she shouldn't wait any longer than she was already.

**lackadaiscalLamia [LL] began pestering somniferousPolymer [SP]
LL: i just got that sbruh/sblurgh thing game
LL: do you have it set up already? landon and i need help on what the hell to do with the discs.
 
Edward just stood up and fell right over again. Wow he was dizzy. He sits on his bed, and waits for the black frame around his vision to clear up, along with the spinning sensation. He finally stands up, slightly dazed, and walks toward his blinking computer. This is his least favorite time in the world- daytime. He opens up the coffin-shaped device, only to be met by dust, spiderwebs and Pesterchum. He decides he wants to know what all this crazy talk is about. He decides to pester that dude Landon.
**nocturnalEatery [NE] began pestering disconsolateSpume [DS]**
NE: uh hii
NE: whats wiith all thiis sbutt stuff or whatever
 
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Staring bored at his computer, Landon decided that, hey, he should solve his own problems. Right as he reached for the disk, however, another window popped up.

**nocturnalEatery [NE] began pestering disconsolateSpume [DS]**
NE: uh hii
NE: whats wiith all thiis sbutt stuff or whatever
DS: oh, yt's monsyeur vampyre. to what do Y owe the pleasure?
DS: sbubble ys a game thyng symylar to the syms, accordyng to my sources. apparently, yt wyll also bryng about the apocalypse, accordyng to another.
DS: you should, yn theory, have gotten the beta by now. agnes, rory and Y already have yt. the rest, Y don't know. Y hyghly recommend you check your closest mayl recypyent for the arryval of the game.
 
**vaguelyboundWanderer [VW] began trolling blackoutInspector [BI]**
VW: ~OH GOG MY CARTILAGINOUS NUB~
VW: ~HOW, ON SUCH A DESOLATE PLACE, DID I GET SICK, IT MAKES NO SENSE~
VW: ~ANYWAYS, THAT'S NOT THE REASON I CONTACTED YOU~
VW: ~WHY ARE YOU BOTHERING THE LANDON HUMAN?~
VW: ~I UNDERSTAND YOUR CURIOSITY, BUT CLEARLY HE HAS NO INTEREST IN MAINTAINING ANY FORM OF COMMUNICATIONS~
VW: ~IF I MAY MAKE A SUGGESTION, PERHAPS YOU SHOULD CONTACT A MORE FRIENDLY ONE?~
BI: Dóñ’+ ÿoü ş?
BI: Hè álréådý kňõẁs ẅhő wé réáłlÿ ř!
BI: Hé māy ňó+ bé à Ţîmê or Şpaçë płáŷěr, bü+ +há+ ẃöń’+ m++ř!
BI: He wíłl béčömê fář móré pöẁèrfūl +hāñ +hé rëş+ öf +hém vň+łlÿ.
BI: Î +hïňk Łąňdòn iș ţhe këý +ő +hé ßůćçeşs öf +héíř šßşň.
VW: ~*SIGH* I SUPPOSE YOU'RE RIGHT, IT CERTAINLY IS STRANGE THAT A HERO OF DOOM WOULD BE SO AWARE OF WHAT WE ARE...~
VW: ~THOUGH A SEER OF DOOM COULD PERHAPS BE AWARE OF UPCOMING FAILINGS, EVEN SUBCONSCIOUSLY, AND PERHAPS DUE TO THAT, IS AWARE OF US DUE TO OUR POTENTIAL TO CAUSE DOWNFALL FOR THEIR SESSION. AFTER ALL, WE CAN SEE THE MAJORITY OF WHAT THEY DO, AND COULD POTENTIALLY INADVERTENTLY GIVE AWAY (OR WITHHOLD) VITAL INFORMATION THAT COULD RUIN THEIR SESSION. ~
VW: ~SO BASED ON THAT IDEA, PERHAPS WE SHOULD REFRAIN FROM MEDDLING, UNLESS YOUR INTENTION IS FOR THEIR SESSION, THE SESSION WE CREATED, TO FAIL. WHICH WOULD BE INCREDIBLY ASS-BACKWARDS.~
BI: Ì’m fűlły ąẁãrê öf +h+.
BI: Bü+ çān’+ ýōu šěé ï+ añø+hêř ẅÿ?
BI: Ïf hè 9e+ş +hę rî9h+ íňfóřmà+íoñ, hé’łl bē ńş+ppbł!
BI: Țhă+’ś ŵhërè ẃe çômë ň. |:)
BI: Íf wé dïvůlğě øńłÿ whá+ hé ñéêdß, +héý’łl ẁïn főř šr!
BI: Í álréądy +őłd ÿōü - Låñdõň íš +hé kŷ!
VS: ~A SEER OF DOOM UNSTOPPABLE?~
VS: ~I SUPPOSE I CAN UNDERSTAND THE IDEA...~
VS: ~*SIGH* WHATEVER, TEAMS SHOULD STILL BE CONSIDERED A SUM OF THEIR PARTS.~
VS: ~JUST KEEP IN MIND THAT HE HAS TEAM MEMBERS WHO WILL REQUIRE THEIR OWN HELP.~
VS: ~UGH.~
**vaguelyboundWanderer [VW] ceased trolling blackoutInspector [BI]**

Zephyr didn't feel he was satisfied with his conversation, but his think-pan could only deal with so much of Krinei's typing quirk. Zephyr gazed over to the Agnes human's screen, she had apparently just obtained her copy of SGrub, correction, SBurb. Human differences, bluh. Regardless, Zephyr glanced across the rest of their screens, each and every other human in the session save one had their copy it seemed.

"Huh...now, will they figure out how to run it?"
 
Krinei did not troll Somniferous-whatever often (she didn't know his actual name), but she wanted to see where she could take him. However, she had no idea what he was talking about with regard to "conspiracy theories" - this wasn't one.

**blackoutInspector [BI] began trolling somniferousPolymer [SP]
BI: Hï 9n. |:P
SP: what the fuck do you want =_=
BI: Àrê ÿõū rēàdÿ fôř yóúr ẁôrłd’ś pçlýpß?
BI: Í’lł bę+ ŷòù’rë ñő+! |XD
SP: ughhhhhhh
SP: not this shit again
SP: if theres one thing
SP: in this world
SP: i absolutely hate
SP: its conspiracy theorists =_=
SP: gfdi
SP: go back to planet illuminati
BI: Płâńe+ lłmñ+?
BI: Ì’m nó+ òńë öf +hm.
BI: Óňłỳ +eàl-błõôdêd +rółlš ř.
BI: Í’m à çērůłęåń-blôödèd +řlł.
BI: Ąñŷẁày, +hîş īş ñø çönßpïračý +hřÿ.
BI: Ỳöû’łl unděrš+ānd ẁĥā+ Ī mêåñ şn. |;)
 
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Edward takes a quick nap, and when he awakens, he realizes it is evening. He walks downstairs, ignoring the door, and grabs a lamb, carrying it upstairs. As he reads the new addition to the conversation, he mindlessly sucks the blood from the lamb's jugular.
**nocturnalEatery [NE] began pestering disconsolateSpume [DS]**
NE: uh hii
NE: whats wiith all thiis sbutt stuff or whatever
DS: oh, yt's monsyeur vampyre. to what do Y owe the pleasure?
DS: sbubble ys a game thyng symylar to the syms, accordyng to my sources. apparently, yt wyll also bryng about the apocalypse, accordyng to another.
DS: you should, yn theory, have gotten the beta by now. agnes, rory and Y already have yt. the rest, Y don't know. Y hyghly recommend you check your closest mayl recypyent for the arryval of the game.
NE:sounds fun
NE: ii will go do that cocoa powder boy
NE: thanks
"Oh," he exclaims aloud in his empty home. He dashes downstiars, toward the door (avoiding the windows) and sees a funky little envelope with a messed up house on it. He must have missed this when he went to get dinner. How long has that been there? He wonders. He has been upstairs for a couple of days now.
**nocturnalEatery [NE] began pestering disconsolateSpume [DS]**
NE: uh hii
NE: whats wiith all thiis sbutt stuff or whatever
DS: oh, yt's monsyeur vampyre. to what do Y owe the pleasure?
DS: sbubble ys a game thyng symylar to the syms, accordyng to my sources. apparently, yt wyll also bryng about the apocalypse, accordyng to another.
DS: you should, yn theory, have gotten the beta by now. agnes, rory and Y already have yt. the rest, Y don't know. Y hyghly recommend you check your closest mayl recypyent for the arryval of the game.
NE: sounds fun
NE: ii wiill go do that cocoa powder boy
NE: thanks
NE: iit looks liike ii have a wiierd envelope wiith a messed up house on iit iis that iit
 
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**nocturnalEatery [NE] began pestering disconsolateSpume [DS]**
NE: uh hii
NE: whats wiith all thiis sbutt stuff or whatever
DS: oh, yt's monsyeur vampyre. to what do Y owe the pleasure?
DS: sbubble ys a game thyng symylar to the syms, accordyng to my sources. apparently, yt wyll also bryng about the apocalypse, accordyng to another.
DS: you should, yn theory, have gotten the beta by now. agnes, rory and Y already have yt. the rest, Y don't know. Y hyghly recommend you check your closest mayl recypyent for the arryval of the game.
NE: sounds fun
NE: ii wiill go do that cocoa powder boy
NE: thanks
NE: iit looks liike ii have a wiierd envelope wiith a messed up house on iit iis that iit
DS: yes, that ys the correct envelope. Y hyghly suggest you wayt further instruction from rory or someone who communycates you ynfo from hym. he's our current guynea- wayt.
DS: oh really
DS: really
DS: cocoa powder boy?
DS: you drink blood for pete's sake
DS: cocoa powder boy has lyke zero effect on me
DS: bring yt pretty boy
-- disconsolateSpume [DS] raises fists --
 
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Willow woke up. She had fallen asleep spontaneously again; that was a very odd habit of hers that he had been trying desperately to break, but for some reason, could not. Her dreams were always lucid, which was strange. As a child, she had never had lucid dreams, but one day, all of them became so. She wondered what it meant.

Putting to rest her futile wonderments, she returned to the world of the Internet, flipping over her laptop lid. Several people had contacted her since she'd fallen asleep, though her responses would be several hours late. Oops!

**somniferousPolymer [SP] began pestering phantasmalTendril [PT]
SP: i got my package
SP: i think i should wait
SP: until everyone has theirs
SP: before i open it though
PT: oh hi!!!
PT: im so sorry im late i fell asleep for some reason!!
PT: i wasnt even tired its really weird...
PT: anyway no go ahead and put your game in!!
PT: if that guide i read online is any good you probably have two discs...
PT: youre going to want to put in the server disc!!!
PT: get it all set up while i go check for my copy!!
Willow eyed the other new window, but chose to ignore it; Agnes was probably sleeping, and Willow never knew what to say to her. She would probably respond to that later.

Willow walked to the centre of her pod, where a hole large enough for her to fall through had been drilled through the bottom. She slipped through it, clutching onto one of the sturdy vines that surrounded it, and slid downward onto the ground thirty feet below. Her feet hit the ground hard, and her hands were hot from the friction on her makeshift rope, but she was intact; the majority of the human race didn't survive thirty foot drops, but Willow did it everyday. She was a superhero of her own kind!

She expected the discs to be nowhere in site, but sure enough, they sat there on the slate of concrete marked with her address. Fully intact. Not a piece missing, not a shred of paper ripped. This had literally never happened before... someone really wanted her to play this game! She picked up the discs and tucked the case into the elastic waistband of her tutu, and then began climbing the willow that was her home up to her pod again.

The adventure up was, well, always an adventure. The willow was an intricate tree, its weaving body somewhat resembling an elegant wisp of smoke. As though that weren't hard enough to climb, the tree was constantly turning at a slow but steady rate, meaning every time Willow had to climb up it again, it had probably moved from its last state considerably. In this particular case, that was true, but Willow had little difficulty climbing it. She had bested this tree's wiles long, long ago.

Finally arriving back into her pod, she sat down in her chair (which was, of course, stuffed with Spanish moss) and took a look at her games. There was some childish interpretation of a blue house on the front. She opened the case with some difficulty (it was the sort with latches on the side for "safety," though Willow didn't understand how it was safe at all; if someone really wanted to steal it, they would just undo the latches in the store or something), and she lacked nails. Exasperated, she took one of her plushies from the shelf-- this one was a lion. Its plastic nails would probably do the trick. Using Lord Cuddlepaw Braveheart as a sort of lever, she managed to pry open the case. With a kiss and a noble thanks, Lord Cuddlepaw returned to his spot on the shelf, his duty complete.

Willow glanced over the discs. One was marked with a blue house, reading "Client," and the other was marked with a green house, reading "Server." She had read about these discs before. She should, she read, first put in the client disc; then, after she had another user connected to her, she would put in the server disc and connect to another user. Sburb was, reportedly, like a great loop of friends helping friends.

She slipped in the client disc, and Autoplay appeared in the corner of her screen. Willow was somewhat disappointed; she expected something more grand. She hit the link to "setup.exe" and let the installer run for a bit. Progress seemed slow-going, so she opened Pesterchum again.

**somniferousPolymer [SP] began pestering phantasmalTendril [PT]
SP: i got my package
SP: i think i should wait
SP: until everyone has theirs
SP: before i open it though
PT: oh hi!!!
PT: im so sorry im late i fell asleep for some reason!!
PT: i wasnt even tired its really weird...
PT: anyway no go ahead and put your game in!!
PT: if that guide i read online is any good you probably have two discs...
PT: youre going to want to put in the server disc!!!
PT: get it all set up while i go check for my copy!!
** [PT] is now an idle chum!
PT: okay hi!!!
PT: i just got my discs believe it or not!
PT: i just slipped in the client one!!
PT: so i guess that answers your question!!
PT: are you going to be my server player??
PT: oh wait i didnt explain anything to you...
PT: you see sburb relies on the two discs you have!!
PT: the client side lets you play the game yourself...
PT: and the sever side lets you control someone elses client game!! like the sims!
PT: so right now i have my client end in and im waiting for you to put in your sever side if you want to be my server player...
PT: and its okay if you dont!! there are a lot of us after all...
PT: but if you dont want to do it let me know who i should go to so i can pester them about it!!!
Satisfied, Willow leaned back in her chair and waited for a response.
 
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