Welcome to Sburb! (Dead and Over)

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>Chas: Your most recent IMP massacre has increased your level and Grist Caches again.

As you begin to install the SBURB SERVER DISC, you begin to feel a strange rumbling. It's not nearly as strong as the one that you felt being transported to the Medium, but you can feel it all the same.

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>Rich: As you place the TOTEM LATHE and ALCHEMITER, you also take a look at Greg's PRE-PUNCHED CARD. It appears to be... an ARCHERY TARGET.

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>Dirk: You successfully expand your SYLLADEX with 10 new CAPTCHALOGUE CARDS.

As you have fun with your alchemizing, you see a few IMPS hanging around. They're pointing and laughing at your HEADBAND.

WafflesandBacon:

> Xavier: Lick your enemy's blood off your knife
I do so.
Victory tastes like-

> ==>

BLUH!

Like tomato sauce and dirt! Why the fuck did you do that?!

> Mage, help your blond friend
Who, Beth? She might not have a server yet, you better check.

> Xavier: Pester Beth

>Dirk: Stare down imps

What the fuck are THEY staring at? Certainly not YOU. CERTAINLY NOT YOUR HEADBAND. Do they even know who they are fucking dealing with? Do they know how AWESOME you are? You are SO AWESOME, nobody will even notice that your T-SHIRT is now GRAY. You are so AWESOME that you will take it upon yourself to personally show these IMPS why nobody messes with the DIRK.

>Dirk: Teach those inky bastards a lesson

You decide it's time to make a new WEAPON. Though it pains you do so, you take your friend's advice.

You fill out a D&D CHARACTER SHEET of yourself, with the most badass stats possible for a LEVEL 5 CHARACTER. You give him a special HOMEBREW CLASS called THE INK SLAYER, dedicated to fighting and beating the ever-loving shit out of creatures found within SBURB.

You then toss it in a LUCKY STAR CAPTCHALOGUE CARD, being just vaguely nerdy enough to fit the show, and punch it alongside your RAD KATANA. A trip to the ALCHEMITER later and PCHOOOOOOOO

> Xavier: Be pestered by Beth

> Xavier: Pop in the disk
I do so.
DO-DO-DO-DODODODO-DO-DO-DO-DODODODO-.

> Xavier: Continue your talk with Beth

> Xavier: Put the platform thingy in the kitchen
I do so.

> Xavier: Put the sprite thingy in her room
I do so.

> Xavier: Put the spinny thing in the bathroom
I do so.

> Xavier: Place the desk thingy
I do so.

Things are happening.
>BTH:respond to them
OK first's things first something heavy to drop on the the sprite thingy.
Words aren't your strong point are they.
Case in point the WHATEVER-IT-IS.
>BTH:Hit the thingy with the WHATEVER-IT-IS.
And now we play the waiting game.

>Xavier: While you help get Beth set up TEDDYSPRITE hovers around you. When he sees you're doing something important, he wanders off. You suppose he'll come back later when things have calmed down a bit.

As you look at Beth's PRE-PUNCHED CARD, you see that it appears to have a FLOWER on it.

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>Dirk: You have no idea what you're making, but it looks FREAKING AMAZING. The bad news is, it costs about 20,000 Build Grist, 50,000 Shale Grist, and 25,000 Amber Grist. It's gonna take awhile to get that much.

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>Beth: Dropping the WHATEVER-IT-IS on the CRUXTRUDER pops the lid open, releasing a black KERNALSPRITE and a black CRUXTRITE DOWL.

>Dirk: Seek another weapon type!

OK, that looks incredible, but it's not happening you guess. What a waste of your fucking time. Undeterred, you seek SOMETHING ELSE to alchemize.

Wait a minute. You have SUCH AN AWESOME IDEA. You rush to your room and open up a trunk full of random anime memorabilia, and come up with a single handgun. The gun that "belonged" to SPIKE SIEGEL from COWBOY BEBOP. You insert the rest of your CAPTCHALOGUE CARDS, and by luck one of your cards is labeled COWBOY BEBOP! What luck you're having with this thing today. You punch the SPIKE'S HANDGUN card along with your RAD KATANA and bring the resulting totem to the ALCHEMITER.

PCHOOOOOOOO again!

>Dirk: OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHH You made the HYPERION GUNBLADE! -50 Build Grist, -30 Shale Grist.

It combines the weight of a full length sword with the ungainly grip of a pistol.

....Why would you make this?

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>Connor: While you sleep on the roof of your apartment building, waiting for death by METEORS, you begin to hear a voice. It sounds like it's coming from inside your head...

"Bard. It is time to wake up."

Suddenly, you wake up. Not on the roof, however. As you look around, you notice that you are in what seems to be your room, except with purple wallpaper. You glance down, and notice that your clothes have been replaced with purple robes, emblazoned with a violet crescent moon on your chest.

You're not sure where you are, but it's defiantly not in Kansas.

>Connor: Remember what is going on.

Wait, you know this place. You have been here before. Your dreaming. Well, whatever.

>Connor: Examine room more closely.

There is a computer, similar to yours but black. Cool, you guess. A closet, empty. A electronic looking sax, with a extra key that you remember turns it into the MEGA SAX, which contains a chip tune player and a full synth and demo drums.

>Connor: Play something epic to warm up.

You walk over to the sax and press the mega key, it opens up the two keyboards. You use 5 arms to hold it and start playing.

>Greg:Contact Rich

After a moment of staring at the ALCHEMITER that is now in your KITCHEN,you contact your SERVER PLAYER,or whatever he is,and ask him to place the last item you will need.

With that conversation over you can't help but look back at the CARD.You wonder after awhile if these CARDS and their ITEMS have some deeper meaning,some kind of TEST.You shrug and decide to try to figure that out later as time is ticking away.You start the process that you saw Dirk go through.But first you must find that CRUXITE DOWEL thing.Now where did that thing end up.

You check the LIVING ROOM.

Ok little confused.
Pester someone.

Ok so.
You ask Winston is you could try integrating this KERNALSPRITE into his suit. He accepts, which is nice.
>BTH:Try that
Opening one of the HATCHES you are greeted by numerous WIRES. Wonder how this works.
I wonder if this sprite thing conducts electricity lets find out.
>BTH:Try connecting the WIRES to the KERNALSPRITE
There are some sparks and a noise or two.
You close the hatch.
>BTH:Ask Winston how that feels?

>Connor: You create some truly EPIC JAMS, the likes of which the Incipisphere has never known.

Somewhere, a single solitary tear flows down DEATH'S cheek.

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>Greg As you examine the LIVING ROOM, you see the orange CRUXTRITE DOWEL lying near the CRUXTRUDER. DUMMYSPRITE follows you around.

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>Beth: It doesn't appear that you can interface WINSTON'S SUIT with the KERNALSPRITE. If you had seen either Chas, Dirk, Xavier, or Greg creating their SPRITES, you would have known that they had thrown an object into their KERNALSPRITE in order to prototype it.

Of course, you didn't see them do this, so this statement is completely ridiculous. It's quite silly.

>Dirk: Why would you make such a shitty weapon?

Because even though it's kind of shitty at swinging there is one great benefit to it. You can't use GUNKIND, for you do not have the right STRIFE SPECIBUS. But you CAN use SWORDKIND. And the HYPERION GUNBLADE is still technically SWORDKIND. So yeah.

>Dirk: Lay the long-range smackdown on those cheeky imps!

With GUSTO.

Nothing well it was a shot in the dark after all.
>BTH:Just whack it with the wrench?
Worth a shot.
You pull out a wrench your pocket. You favourite (wait who had a favourite wrench?) never mind it's not important.
>BTH:Big strong whack.

> Xavier: Pester Beth before its too late!

> Xavier: Cross your fingers
I do so.
C'mon! Don't turn out a bullshit sprite!

>Beth: Congratulations! You made a WRENCHSPRITE!

CRUXTRUDER TIME: 20:38

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>Dirk: Despite the inherent flaws of such an item, the HYPERION actually proves to be quite an effective long-range weapon. You easily wipe out the IMPS.

+73 Build Grist, +54 Shale, +27 Chalk, +12 Amber.

Well that was surprising.
>BTH:Examine WRENCHSPRITE

You aren't exactly sure what to do exactly wait maybe.

INTERRUPTION.

Ok now where was she.

REVENGE OF THE INTERRUPTION

Ok come on we need to do this.
Maybe it talks.
>BTH:Ask it if it can talk.

>Greg:Locate Cruxite Dowel

You look around the ROOM,the DUMMYSPRITE still you following around,and spot the orange CRUXTRITE DOWEL laying next to the CRUXTRUDER.You pick it up and take it over to the TOTEM LATHE,setting the DOWEL on the spindle and insert the PRE-PUNCHED CARD into the only slot you see.

After a second the DOWEL'S shape is changed.You grab the new SHAPED DOWEL and take it over to the ALCHEMITER in the KITCHEN.You set the DOWEL onto the little platform that you guess is for it and push the button.

PCHOOOOOOO

>Connor: Take a break and go on your PC

You stop playing, not like your tired, the electronic Sax doesn't need real air, and it's a dream so whatever.

Chas Pesters you on your PC.

>Connor: Wake up, Mr. Lonske, and smell the ashes.

You start spinning around your room in place, and after one minuet, you fall on your bed.

> ==>

You sit up, your on a roof of a building and stuff. You open up your lap top and pester Chas.

>Chas: What have you been doing?

For the past several minutes, you have been spamming your most-likely-dead FRIEND's PESTERCHUM with FRANTIC MESSAGES. He finally responded to you, but it appears he has gone mildly CRAZY. You really have no idea what all this bullshit about DREAMING is. It's dumb. Stupid, stupid, dumb.

>Chas: Be the server guy.

You are now the server player. You throw a bathtub off the roof. You are having so much fun right now.

You have this so down, it is hard to begin to describe how down you have this. Had you been the SERVER PLAYER only a few moments earlier, you would have had to go through a bunch of WEIRD PUZZLE SHIT and RIDICULOUS DOOR-BLOCKING ANTICS because of CONNOR'S SMALL APARTMENT, but now he is on THE ROOF.

The TOTEM LATHE fits snugly on the edge of the roof, and you plop down the ALCHEMITER and CRUXTRUDER in open spaces. Nice, big, flat block of building for you to work on. No puzzle shit at all, nor any ANTICS.

That guy is just sort of bumming you out at the moment. However, your ridiculous GRIST CACHE means any BUILD GRIST losses on Dirk's part will be nearly instantly refunded. This is quite the pleasant development.

> Xavier: Get trolled

> ==>
Well that was fun, trolls are interesting creatures. You cannot wait for your next encounter with EC, or UA.

>Greg: OOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHH! Placing the DOWEL on the ALCHEMITER creates an orange CRUXTRITE TARGET.

Time for some WEIRD PUZZLE SHIT.

CRUXTRUDER TIMER: 10:55

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>Connor: Your blue KERNALSPRITE floats around.

CRUXTRUDER TIMER: 1:35:17

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>Chas: You're simply amazed by how much Build Grist Connor has. 2,000,000 units as opposed to your measly initial 20. Some guys have all the luck you suppose.

As you prepare to deploy the PRE-PUNCHED CARD, you note that the item upon appears to be a... piece of paper? There's some kind of writing on it, but you can't make it out.

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>Beth: In response to your question, WRENCHSPRITE proceeds to bang its "head" on a nearby wall. You'll take that as a no.

Well, on with the WEIRD PUZZLE SHIT.

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>Xavier: After your INTERESTING CONVERSATION, you suddenly hear a shout coming from outside. Looking out a window, you see a large crowd of IMPS standing on the clouds surrounding your house.

In the middle of the group, you see... is that your FATHER? It looks like he's sparring with the IMPS. And winning too. Good for him.

Oh it doesn't have a does it. Wait.
You suggest it could tighten and and loosen it's head to mimic mouth movements.

OK what was next?
Oh right LA said something about needing her special item. Well The WHATEVER-IT-WAS should do right.
Right?
>BTH:Well only one way to find out.
You assume it the same interface as the sprite maker.
So...
>BTH: Hot the thing with the thing
You strike the WHATEVER-IT-IS over the CRUXTRITE DOWL.

>Greg:Stare at Target

As the flash of light recedes,a CRUXITE TARGET sits upon the platform of the ALCHEMITER.Now what in the heck are you supposed to do with this?You were never any good at hitting ranged targets with your sword.You think there might be some SHURIKEN around that you could use as a weapon.You also have your DECK OF 52,though you wonder how useful of a ranged weapon a playing card would be.

You give it a moment of thought.You look at your DUMMYSPRITE and ask if it has any suggestions.You doubt so but it never hurt to ask first.

>Beth: That does absolutely nothing. The DOWEL isn't damaged in the slightest.

It would appear that the only object capable of altering the DOWEL is the TOTEM LATHE.

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>Greg: DUMMYSPRITE slams itself against the CRUXTRITE TARGET. The TARGET cracks slightly.

It looks like DUMMYSPRITE is trying to break the TARGET; maybe you should join in.

CRUXTRUDER TIMER: 8:37

>Chas: Two million!?

Two fucking million BUILD GRIST. And it's all in your hands. You've generally got nothing to do at the moment. When Dirk ends up getting back to his computer you'll shoot him a message to go to town on your house. Just pile it up to the sky. But he's not at his computer yet.

>Chas: Be the leader.

OK.

You are overwhelmed with RESPONSIBILITY. In your hands rests the fate of a people. You and your six companions are the last survivors of mankind, and you have been chosen by fate to be the one to hold it all together. Your party is tightly-knit, for you are the DESTINED. You are the future. You are the world. You are the ones to make a brighter day. A ragtag group of badass motherforkers with NOTHING TO LOSE and HEARTS OF GOLD.

You aren't compensating for anything by pushing your LEADER status on everyone. But just between you and yourself? You think you're a pretty damn good leader in their eyes. Not just good, in fact. The GOODEST.

Oh, man. You're kind of feeling emotional. The TEARS are welling up. No crying, though. Crying is unleaderly. Crying would be losing your cool.

You've got to let out all this EMOTION somehow.

>Chas: Return gaze to computer screen.

Two fucking million.

You check the clock. Plenty of time. You will write out a message to the survivors of the apocalypse. A message to everyone that there is still hope. You will send this message the only way you know how.

The foundation. A platform above the roof of the soon-to-be-doomed apartment. The bathtub drops down. You hoist the flag of the USS Fork. By the time you're done, this thing will hold off the meteors by itself.

> Skip ahead a bit.

You have just finished arming her. Her lights will pierce through the heavens. When the floods eventually come, the survivors will find the USS Fork as the personification of hope in these dark times.

This isn't wasting time at all. No. It's a marvelous triumph of engineering.

You should probably drop Dirk a message.

>Dirk: Admire your GUNBLADE

Oh yeah, you know how to pick 'em alright. Let's take a look at your SYLLADEX.

Wow. There sure are a lot of GIANT ROBOT RELATED CARDS in this deck. You'll have to think OUTSIDE THE BOX for those. But at the same time you are ECSTATIC that you received a BOBOBO CARD! This thing is a WILD CARD of sorts, since the source material is so insane literally anything can be placed inside it. You're certainly looking forward to trying it out, but your first step is MAKING A SECOND SWORD. The HYPERION is a nice long-ranged weapon but it will be damn near useless up close.

In anticipation of this, you go FISHING THROUGH YOUR CLOSET and come up with two possibilities. The first you'll try is placing HARUKO HARUHARA'S RICKENBACKER BASS GUITAR in your FLCL CARD, and combining it with the RAD KATANA. One BATSHIT ANIME's TRADEMARK WEAPON combined with the PREFERRED WEAPON of a MAIN CHARACTER from another BATSHIT ANIME. If the result isn't absolutely incredible you will strangle an IMP to death with your HEADBAND.

But wait, before you do that someone is PESTERING you.

All right, cool. Now where were you? Oh, right.

PCHOOOOOOOO

Best ask.
>BTH:Pester BS

Card?
Card?
Card! there is was.
>BTH:Do as instructed
So put the CARD (check)
Into the rotation thingy (check)

You do that just like you were told.
Now just wait.

>Connor: Pester Chas and stuff.

What the fuck is that guy building! You are very worried for the safety of your home. You pester him.

OK, you cool and stuff. You go up to the spinie block maker with the blue block. The sprite thingie is trying to get you to do something, but you have no idea what seeing how you haven't prototyped anything with it yet. You put the block onto the rack and put the card into the machine. You wait a bit.

>Chas: Take Dirk's advice.

You trust your SECOND-IN-COMMAND quite a bit. He lives for BULLSHIT like this where he has to slay tons of IMPS for no reason in particular. That guy is so tough, SHITTY POWERS like HEART would just be completely useless in his hands.

That's one down. You hoist the second mast on the USS Fork. Now you must simply wait to check on all your other comrades-in-arms.

>Dirk: OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHH Your newest totem creates... the HARUHARA BLADE! Complete with a Rickenbecker 4001 sheath, you could probably use this to play a rockin guitar solo.

The IMPS are no longer laughing. Suddenly, you begin to feel a rumbling.

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>Beth: In the middle of the ALCHEMITER, a BLACK CRUXTRITE FLOWER appears. Its petals are in full bloom.

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>Connor: You create a CRUXTRITE PERMISSION SLIP. Wait, what?

Reading the PERMISSION SLIP, it looks like you have to get your DAD to sign it if you want to progress.

This is going to get awkward.

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>Chas: As you work on the USS Fork, you are suddenly interrupted by a massive shaking. It feels like something is slamming against your house with unbelievable strength.

Looking out a window, you see a CHALK OGRE assaulting your home.

>Chas: Oh.

Oh dear. This is not good. Not good at all. You were mid-leadering. That OGRE just interrupted your LEADERING.

No, this is not good at all.

Not good...FOR THE OGRE.

>Chas: EMPLOYEE OF THE MONTH TECHNIQUE: FORKKIND: LASERKIND: TRIPLE LASER LIGHT SHOW LV. 12

OGRES do not intimidate Lord of the Forks! Or, well, they would have. You would have run out of the house screaming if you did not have your LASER FORK. Time to show the world you KICK SERIOUS ASS. Your EMPLOYEE OF THE MONTH BAR has been skyrocketing since your business plans and action items for the USS Fork increased profits ten thousand fold. Time to put it to use.

You leap out of your chair with some sort of graceful forking pirouette, run down the stairs, and confront the OGRE. You pass your GRANDFATHER, who is still just sort of FLOATING THERE, but he could not possibly be of ANY USE to you in combat. Ridiculous notion. You run outside, confronting the mighty beast.

He's actually pretty big.

Here goes nothing.

STRIFE!

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