Toonstuck: SC's writing (and art) dump

[sleeplessCartoonist]

Basically, this little corner of mine is going to be filled with what is pretty much a Homestuck fanfic consisting of my OCs and a bit of poor, hand-drawn art that barely resembles the actual Homestuck art. Oops.
When I made a lot of my OCs, they came with a story, a lot of them coming in packets; Otis, Iris and Abel were my original three, Haidan soon joining, followed by Tarien and everyone else. This is kind of like the universe(s) they were first in. But enough babble, onto the actual story.

~~Toonstuck~~

A young man stands in his bedroom. It just so happens that today, the 7th of August... isn't really important at all, other than a decently cool-looking game coming out. Other than waiting for that, he hasn't had much to do. But enough of that. What is this young man's name?

HAIRY BUTTLICKER

Gross. Try again.

OTIS TINSLEY

Your name is OTIS TINSLEY. You're 16 years old, and you have a FEW HOBBIES. You like to GARDEN, COOK, READ and PLAY VIDEO GAMES, though your father would like you to ENGAGE IN MORE 'MANLY' ACTIVITIES. Other than going out to tend to your garden, you spend most of your off-time INSIDE. Again, this DOESN'T GO WELL with your dad.

Actually, a lot of things don't go well with your dad. He has a lot of HIGH EXPECTATIONS for you, none of which you usually meet. Even if you try to convince yourself that he's doing this because he cares for you, he DOESN'T SEEM TO SHOW THAT. Anyways, what were you saying?

You're waiting for your copy of that NEW GAME to arrive, so you can install it on your computer. Your chumhandle is lumberingJack and you speak fairly softly, as you don't like having your father's booming voice, and sometimes you kind of trail off

What will you do?

[sleeplessCartoonist]

==> Otis: See if anyone's online.
Well, that makes enough sense. You open up your laptop to see if anyone else is online. Unsurprisingly, you see one of your friends is on; he always is. For a few long moments, you consider sending him a message, though he thankfully sends the first one for you.

corruptData [CD] has started pestering lumberingJack [LJ]
CD: yo otis.
CD: ive been waiting like all night for my game to arrive.

You check the time. It's 10 in the morning.

LJ: All night?
LJ: We're in the same timezone, right?
CD: off by an hour i think.
LJ: Don't you sleep?
CD: sleeping is for bitches.
CD: my copy should show up any minute now so...
LJ: You could've, like, woken up around this time
LJ: Instead of sitting around all night
CD: i wasnt. i was beating some games that i havent gotten arund to beating yet.
CD: around*
CD: i heard sburb is pretty long too. so we wont be beating that any time soon.
LJ: Yeah
LJ: Is WW up yet?

As if on cue, your other friend begins to message you.

CD: she just messaged me.
LJ: Same

Might as well respond, seeing as you'll all have to set up the game soon.

[sleeplessCartoonist]

==> Respond.

WW: Hi Otis!
LJ: Hi
LJ: Have you gotten your copy yet?
WW: Yeah. I used express shipping so I got it around eight. It's installed and ready to go!
LJ: Damn, I'm still waiting for mine
WW: Who's going to be my server player, by the way?
LJ: Abel
LJ: You'll be mine, and I'll be Abel's
LJ: It's like a little circle
WW: Okay. Yours should be there soon, I think.
LJ: Sounds good to me.

You sit back, checking the time. Any minute now. You peer outside, hoping that your father wouldn't chase away the deliveryman when he arrives. That would be so like him.

LJ: I've been reading up on the game, anyways
LJ: There isn't really much yet, seeing as it's just been released, but I've figured out what I could
LJ: Like what to do when we first start the game
WW: Awesome! Nice to see we have an expert!
LJ: Expert is a bit much

Suddenly, the doorbell rings, and you jump.

LJ: Package is here
LJ: BRB

You hurry downstairs. Now, it's a race against your father; he doesn't like it when you play so many video games, and you don't really want to deal with him right now. You can't wait to start playing.

==> Be the other guy.
Suddenly, you're the other guy. Who's this? Someone cool, obviously.

==> Enter name.
SOGGY TOWEL
Not quite.

ABEL STINSON

Your name is ABEL STINSON, and you're 15 YEARS OLD. You're currently waiting for your copy of SBURB, a brand new, highly anticipated game. You're also STRUGGLING TO STAY AWAKE, as you pulled an all-nighter playing some of your old games. YOU DO THAT A LOT.

Right now, though, you're convincing your AUNT, who tends to KEEP TO HERSELF, that no, you can't do the dishes right now, because you're busy. You DON'T TALK TO HER MUCH, other than brief discussions about school or chores.

Your chumhandle is corruptData and you speak in a casual manner and sometimes throw some swears around for shits and giggles.

What will you do?

[sleeplessCartoonist]

==> Abel: Keep waiting for the game.
That's the plan. You send your second friend a few replies, keeping an ear open for the doorbell.

WW: So, you're my server player?
CD: thats the plan.
WW: I can't wait! :D
CD: yeah. i just need to wait for the game because its taking forever to get here.
WW: Well, Otis just got his and is setting it up. Yours is going to get here in a bit, too.
WW: There was something about two or three others, but I don't know who they are. I guess we'll find out!
CD: what?
WW: Your package is here.

The doorbell rings. Shit, she freaks you out sometimes. You make your way downstairs, and your aunt hands you a package. Sweet. You make your way back upstairs to install it.

==> Be the girl.
You try to be the girl, but you can't. Not yet. Instead, you be the other boy again.

You've got the game installed now, and you're just waiting for Abel to message you.

LJ: Got the game ready
LJ: Should we get started without him?
WW: That'd be rude, Otis.
LJ: Or not, I guess
WW: Don't worry, he just got his copy. We can get started soon enough!

Good. You're getting tired of waiting around. You just got another message from someone. Great.

LJ: Hang on, someone's pestering me

marchingSoldier [MS] began trolling lumberingJack [LJ]

Oh, god. This guy. This guy is weird. Maybe he's not going to be an ass this time.

MS: YOU'rE stArtIng thE gAmE, thEn.
LJ: Yeah
LJ: Uh, is that why you're messaging me?
MS: I wAntEd tO sEnd YOU Off.
MS: I cAn't tAlk tO YOU AftEr thIs. I jUst wAnt tO wIsh YOU gOOd lUck.
LJ: Oh
LJ: Alright, then
MS: SO YOU hAvE A plAn And EvErYthIng.
LJ: Yeah

God, this is awkward.

LJ: Actually we were about to start, so uh
MS: GOOdbYE.

marchingSoldier [MS] has ceased trolling lumberingJack [LJ]

What a nutjob. You message Abel again, since he is apparently installing his game.

LJ: You installing your game?
CD: yeah im just about done.
LJ: Nice
LJ: I can't wait to get started

[sleeplessCartoonist]

CD: ill get connected with ww and well see whats up with the game.
LJ: Alright
LJ: You sure you don't want me to go in first?
CD: this is how the order goes man.
CD: your choice not mine.
LJ: Good point
LJ: Then again, it's like a circle, so whoever enters first doesn't really matter much
CD: whatever.
CD: shes saying you shouldnt go first so im just doing what she says.
LJ: Alright
LJ: I'll wait around I guess

With that, you sit back. Now what?

==> Examine room.

You examine it. On the walls are various posters of video games or musicals you liked. You're currently sitting on your bed, laptop in hand, and across is the door leading to the hallway. Your father also added some of his 'special touch' to your room, against your will - you accidentally made eye contact with that freaky bear your dad said he killed and stuffed. You're room's kind of a mess, actually, but you wouldn't have it any other way.

God, you're getting impatient. Maybe you'll just ask if they're doing alright--
Oh, who's this?

wingedAssassin [WA] has started pestering lumberingJack [LJ]

What a name. Who's this, anyways?

WA: yo
LJ: Uh
LJ: Hi
LJ: Should I know you?
WA: nah man
WA: but you will
WA: im here to be your friend though
LJ: Well okay then
WA: yeah this is sudden
WA: lemme ask you something
WA: you got a game called sburb, right?
LJ: Yeah
LJ: Why?
WA: good
LJ: Let me guess
LJ: You're here to join me?
WA: yeah man
WA: i can hook you up with some of my friends too if you want
WA: well actually im supposed to
LJ: Fine

Iris mentioned something like this, didn't she? Maybe this was a way for her to invite more people to the game. She always was a social butterfly of sorts. Seems you just got some messages from more strangers. Alright, hopefully they're cool people.
You decide to start by answering just one of them, figure out what they're like.

gildedWorkings [GW] has started pestering lumberingJack [LJ]

GW: I'm glad you've decided to let us join.
GW: Otis, was it?
LJ: Uh
LJ: Yeah
GW: Alright. Pleased to make your acquaintance.
LJ: So, what's your name?
GW: I don't think I'll tell you just yet.
LJ: Well that's a little unfair
GW: Hardly. You'll know more about me soon enough.
GW: Your order is CD>WW>LJ, correct?
LJ: Yeah
GW: The new order will be CD>WW>LJ>WA>PR>GW. I hope you're alright with this.
LJ: Okay
LJ: But you'll have to talk to my friends, too
GW: WA and PR are working on that right now. From the sounds of it, WW is already familiar with this.
LJ: Didn't she invite you guys or something?
GW: No. We're talking to you because we don't have much of a choice.
GW: Well, that's not entirely true. We're talking to you because we're too kind to let you play without us. But we'll talk about that later. You're going to connect to WW in a moment.
LJ: Sounds good to me

Frankly, you're getting tired of waiting.

==> Be the other guy.

[sleeplessCartoonist]

Suddenly, you're Abel. You're currently talking to this dude who is trying to convince you to let him join your game.

PR: Okay, i get why you're hesitating about letting me play
PR: Seeing as we don't know each other
PR: But you actually need my friends and i to win this thing
CD: bullshit.
PR: No, you actually do
CD: proof.
PR: What
CD: wheres your proof.
PR: Well my friend said that you need a space and time player to win, and apparently you guys don't have a space and time player, but two of us are space and time players
PR: So by letting us join, you guys can win
CD: bullshit.
CD: but seeing as youre so desperate ill let you guys play.
PR: Good, i think my friend is setting up a memo so we can all talk
CD: kk
pharaohRisen [PR] has ceased pestering corruptData [CD]

You get back to setting up your friend's game. Her room is really clean, actually. Taking a brief look around your own mess of a room, you kind of feel bad. You deploy the alchemiter in one tidy little corner.

WW: Okay! Now what?
CD: uhhh.
CD: shit. lemme ask otis.

[sleeplessCartoonist]

==> Abel: Ask Otis.
CD: dude i deployed the alchemitre.
CD: alchemiter*
CD: now what?
LJ: Um, hang on
LJ: I forgot, give me a minute
LJ: Did you deploy the cruxtruder?
CD: yeah i think.
LJ: Okay, get WW to check it out
LJ: Try opening it, I think that's what you do
CD: how? ok.

==> Be WW.

Suddenly, you're WW. Finally.

You probably have time to introduce yourself.

==> ENTER NAME
JIGGY PRINCESS

Not quite.

IRIS TRAINOR

Your name is IRIS TRAINOR. You're 14 YEARS OLD, and you're currently playing an EXCITING GAME. Well, it'll be exciting soon. Your FRIEND told you so. Right now, your server player is talking to your other friend, but he'll be back soon. You have A LOT OF FRIENDS, actually.

Your house is VERY TIDY, you make sure of it, and your STEP-DAD helps with the cleaning a lot. You GET ALONG WELL with him. You like OLD MOVIES and CLOTHES, and your step-dad supports your hobbies. You also COLLECT INSECTS.

Your chumhandle is wistfulWisher, and you make sure to reread your writing and correct any errors you might make! :)

What will you do?

[sleeplessCartoonist]

==> Iris: Answer Abel.
He's been messaging you.

CD: ok i need you to go downstairs.
WW: Sounds good!
CD: the cruxtruder. open it.
WW: Alright!

After some fumbling and turning of the wheel, you return to your phone.

WW: How? :s
CD: shit man idk. lemme drop things on it.
WW: Don't break anything, please!

While he fumbles about, you check your other messages. Your friend is telling you to grab a weapon. Thankfully, you already have your handy pocketknife in your strife specibus, ready to go! Your server player drops your couch on it- you'll have to move that back to its original spot, now -and it pops open with a blinding light.

WW: Wow! What is that?

You stare, fascinated by the orb that's hovering before you.

CD: idk. fucking. now what?
WW: I don't know! There's a teeny clock on this thing, it's counting down. Five minutes, forty-six seconds.
CD: theres a time limit? get moving. otis says to get some cruxite.
WW: Some what?
CD: the wheel.

You turn the wheel, and sure enough, a mint-green cylinder comes out the top. You extrude some cruxite. Your server player drops off the pre-punched card on the nearby coffee table. Is that a little mint honeybee? Cute! You pick it up.

WW: Okay! Now what?
CD: i dont know.
CD: the glowy thing is the kernelsprite.
CD: otis says its important.
CD: throw something in it he says.
WW: Okay!
WW: ...what do I throw into it?
CD: idk. this is timed so hurry up. ill talk to otis some more and find out what were doing next.

==> Iris: Find something to throw in.

Something immediately catches your eye. A large moth, hanging over the fireplace. Of course.
You hop up and grab it, tossing it into the pale-green orb that's hovering over your shoulder. It glows brightly, and you have to cover your eyes.

==>

The kernelsprite has been prototyped with the atlas moth.

[sleeplessCartoonist]

==>
You pull out your phone again, reading some of the messages you have.

CD: is that a giant ass bug what the fuck.
WW: It's an atlas moth and I think it's very pretty!
CD: why dont you like cats like everyone else?
CD: ok well you prototyped the thing for the first time.
CD: you need to do it again but otis didnt specify when. so.
CD: do something with the card i guess?
CD: i dont know.
WW: Well ask Otis, please. I'll check out the pad thing, and the rest of the stuff.
CD: ok.

==> Abel: Bug Otis some more.

Well, it's not like you actually researched the game while you were up all night.

CD: ok so she put the thing in the sprite.
LJ: Alright
LJ: She has the punch card and everything?
CD: probably yes.
LJ: You have the totem lathe?
CD: prrrrrobably yes?
LJ: The thing that looks a bit like a weird sewing machine
CD: yes. probably.
LJ: Put the card in the totem lathe
LJ: And I think you put the cruxite in there?
CD: you think?
LJ: I couldn't find a good walkthrough so you're stuck with vague instructions
LJ: At least I tried to figure out what to do, alright?
LJ: You had all night
CD: i was busy.
LJ: Sure

==> Iris: Put the cruxite in the totem lathe.

Abel is being a little vague with the instructions. You set it up and it makes the plain mint cylinder into a... not as plain mint cylinder?
You captchalogue the totem lathe.

WW: Now what?
CD: i dont know. otis doesnt know.
WW: Okay! I'll just keep trying things.

==> Try things.

You try plenty of things, eventually even asking the floating glowy moth that hovers by your shoulder, though you didn't understand what it said.
Your brief shenanigans lead you outside, where you notice something in the sky. A shooting star?
A closer look reveals that it isn't a shooting star. The flaming projectile is heading right for your house.

==> Message Abel.

You take this time to message your friend.

WW: There's a meteor heading to my house. What do I do?
CD: is that what the clock is counting down to?
WW: Oh, snap.
CD: oh snaaap. get inside. how much time is left?
WW: Three and a half minutes.
CD: shit.
WW: Otis doesn't know what to do?
CD: no. what did you try?
WW: I tried putting the totem back in the tube with the clock.
CD: that didnt work?
WW: No! D:
CD: what else is left?
CD: try the alchemirte.
CD: alchemitre*
CD: alchemitrererere

==> Try the alchemitrererere.

[sleeplessCartoonist]

You put the totem in the alchemiter, finding a little spot where it fits nicely. Now what?

WW: So I put the thing in the alchemiter...
CD: yeah. it says i can make this thing. is that a bee?
WW: Yes, it looks like a little honeybee. What will that do?
CD: idk.

==> Make the bee.

A little hive appears on the platform, a mint honeybee falling out of the side. You pick it up, eying it, before turning to your phone again.

WW: Okay. Now what?
WW: That meteor is getting awfully close.
CD: idk. what do you do with bees?
WW: I don't know. The glowy moth is looking a bit agitated.
CD: lemme ask otis.
WW: Okay.
CD: otis doesnt know.
WW: ...okay.
CD: i have an idea.
CD: throw it.
WW: Why? It's just a cute little honeybee.
CD: make that bee fly.

Looking down at it, you know you'd feel awful if you threw and broke it. But it seems you don't have much of a choice.

==> Iris: Make that bee fly.

You can hear your step-father coming upstairs. There's no doubt that he's been woken up from his nap. You get ready to throw the bee across the room, knowing that you'd better not toss it out the window. You fling the little bee at the wall, hoping that whatever is supposed to happen happens.

==>

Suddenly, everything outside has gone dark. The kernelsprite separates, leaving behind the sprite, which turns into a ghostly moth. You don't know where you are.

==> Otis: Figure out what's going on with Abel's game.

LJ: So, what's happened now?
CD: idk.
LJ: Can you see her?
CD: yeah i just dont know what happened.
CD: she threw the honeybee and then suddenly her house is suddenly in this super dark... place.
LJ: Okay
LJ: So, you have all of the events memorized? We need to do this five more times, I think
CD: sure. totally.
LJ: Alright
LJ: Figure out where she is and what to do next
LJ: I'll see if we should get to setting up the second server or to wait
LJ: Try prototyping the kernelsprite again
CD: ok.

==> Abel: Prototype the kernelsprite.

[sleeplessCartoonist]

You look around for something to prototype the sprite with.

CD: otis wants me to prototype the sprite again.
CD: what should i use?
WW: I dunno. Something cool, I guess.
WW: Maybe another bug?
CD: fuck that noise im not throwing another one of those in there.
CD: what about some of your vintage shit.
WW: That will do nicely!

You pick up one of her weird mannequins bearing some old suit and toss it into the sprite. It begins to glow brightly.

==> Otis: Set up the second server.

LJ: Alright, how far are you?
LJ: You aren't in mortal danger now, are you?
LJ: I think it's time I entered the game
WW: My moth ghost just turned into a dapper moth ghost!
LJ: What?
WW: He threw some of my vintage clothes into the sprite.
WW: Now it looks... um, a bit more human and has a suit?
LJ: Get the server set up
LJ: I'm ready to enter
WW: Okay!

==> Otis: Enter.

[sleeplessCartoonist]

She sets everything up fairly quickly, and you get to work right away. She drops one of your dad's over-sized hunting trophies on the cruxtruder, and it pops open. You go through a few of the steps, only pausing once to figure out what you should prototype the kernelsprite with.

WW: How about this cute little guy?

You turn around to see one of your father's hunting trophies being thrown into the kernelsprite. Oh, god. Not the bear.

LJ: Why did you pick the bear
WW: ?
LJ: The bear is the worst option man
LJ: That bear has haunted me forever
LJ: Did you see its angry face
WW: I thought it was cute? :s
LJ: Now it's a floating blue bear head

==> Otis: Keep going.

You turn the cruxite dowel into a totem, and put it on the alchemiter. On the large pad sprouts a grape vine. You turn to your laptop.

LJ: Am I supposed to
LJ: Uh, eat a grape?
WW: I think so.
LJ: What if it tastes bad?
LJ: It doesn't look edible
WW: Eat the grape!

You hesitantly pluck off a single grape, sticking it in your mouth.

==>

Next thing you know, you're in the middle of... somewhere. It's dark, anyways. Your nose wrinkles at the unpleasant taste of whatever is in your mouth, and you quickly spit it out over the edge of the cliff. The cliff which you are suddenly on.

[sleeplessCartoonist]

You step away from the drop, feeling a bit dizzy all of a sudden. You hurry inside, sitting down in the living room with the laptop on your lap.

LJ: So, now we need to prototype the kernelsprite again
LJ: Where is it?
WW: It's outside.
WW: It turned into a ghost like my sprite.
LJ: Great...
WW: What do I use?
LJ: Anything you want
LJ: It's up to you
WW: Great!

==> Message Abel

You send a few messages to Abel, trying to figure out what to do next.

LJ: Have you made any progress yet?
CD: not really.
CD: i dont know what to do next man.
LJ: Well right now Iris is prototyping my sprite
CD: the fuck is that.
LJ: What?
CD: hang on a minute.

==> Abel: Alert Iris.

CD: theres something outside your house.
WW: What? :s
CD: idk what it is but i think this game has enemies.
WW: Well, I have my trusty pocketknife!
CD: dont engage it just.
CD: shh.
CD: keep messing around with the stuff i put down ok?
CD: maybe try talking to that moth sprite now.
WW: Okay...

==> Talk to the mothsprite.

IRIS: Um.
IRIS: Hello!
MOTHSPRITE: hello.
IRIS: Oh wow, I can understand you now!
MOTHSPRITE: yes, you can. hello.
IRIS: Hi! I was going to ask you something.
IRIS: What do you have to say?
MOTHSPRITE: not as much as you may like, but more than you'd expect.
MOTHSPRITE: what do you want to hear?
IRIS: Oh jeez!
IRIS: Um... what should I do next? Where am I?
MOTHSPRITE: you are in the medium. you should be preparing to fight, seeing as your server player is already finding imps.
IRIS: Okay. Um, what's the Medium? Where do I go next? How do I prepare to fight?
MOTHSPRITE: it is a little piece of void. you should be making new, stronger weapons, as you can't fight the imps as you are now.
IRIS: Sounds good to me!

==> Make new, stronger weapons.

You don't know how. Maybe you'll just screw around with everything lying around.

[sleeplessCartoonist]

==> GW: Invite everyone to the memo.

gildedWorkings [GW] has opened memo on board Regarding Sburb

GW: Now that we're all here and we can speak freely, we might as well get caught up in everything.
GW: CD, LJ and WW, how are you progressing?
WW: My mothghost told me to make new weapons to fight, but I don't know how. :s
LJ: I just got to the uh, place
LJ: The dark place
LJ: I'm safe from the meteor, is what I'm saying
GW: There's no turning back now. The meteors landed a little while ago, it's on the news.
PR: We should be moving on now
GW: We will, just let WW progress a bit. There's something called a 'Punch Designix' that you need to deploy.
CD: found it. it costs four things to deploy.
GW: Build grist?
CD: 'shale'. how do i get that?
GW: Kill things.
WW: I don't really want to fight these little guys... :(
WW: They're kind of cute!
GW: Drop things on them, CD.
CD: done and done.
WA: are we gonna get going or what?
WA: im about ready to kick some ass here
GW: We're nearly done here.
WW: I think we're supposed to build up to those glowy things up there.
CD: k.
LJ: I suppose I'd better get ready to fight, too

==> Otis: Find a weapon.

You pick up one of your father's axes - you're thankful that he obsessively collects things that are next-to-useless, seeing as there's plenty that could be used as a weapon. You put it in your strife specibus, keeping your laptop nearby. You'd probably have to fight, as well, if you wanted to keep your game going. You look over at your computer to see that you've gotten a few messages.

marchingSoldier [MS] has started trolling lumberingJack [LJ]

MS: HEY, fAtAss.
LJ: I thought you said you were done talking to me?
MS: WhEn dId I sAY thAt?
MS: I wAs jUst gOIng tO cOmmEnt On hOw stUpId YOU lOOk, stAndIng ArOUnd dOIng nOthIng.
MS: DOn't YOU knOw whAt YOU'rE sUppOsEd tO bE dOIng?
LJ: Yeah, I do
LJ: I just don't know if I'm strong enough to fight any baddies yet
MS: OkAY. ThIs Is A vIdEO gAmE.
MS: WhAt kInd Of A gAmE wOUld thIs bE If YOUr fIrst EnEmY cAn kIck YOUr Ass?
LJ: I don't normally fight, though
MS: HEY.
MS: StOp bEIng A gOddAmn wImp.

Well, that's a compelling argument.

[sleeplessCartoonist]

==> Otis: Stop being a goddamn wimp.

You were done standing around, anyways. Axe in hand, you cautiously open the door and step outside, leaving your computer behind. You wander around your front yard for a while before spotting your target -- an imp, with the wings of a moth and the snout of a bear. Mustering up some courage, you approach with the intent to fight.

==> Strife.

You make the first move, choosing to AGGRIEVE. You strike the imp, chipping away at its health. You AGGRIEVE again, and again, before the imp strikes. It did more damage than you expected, and you suspect that two more of those attacks could end you.
Suddenly, a fridge is dropped onto the imp, and fruit gushers are sent everywhere. They look like fruit gushers, anyways. You collect them, before heading back inside to pick up your computer. It seems you've missed a few messages.

MS: HAhA shIt, YOU sUck.
MS: Oh mY gOd, Its gOIng tO kIck YOUr Ass.
MS: WOw, YOUr frIEnd nEEds tO sAvE YOU?
LJ: Thanks for your concern
LJ: I trust you were having fun while I got my ass kicked by a moth-bear imp
MS: HAhAhA.
LJ: Whatever

lumberingJack [LJ] has ceased pestering marchingSoldier [MS]

WW: Oh my gosh, you're fighting already? :o
WW: You need some help? You look like you have this, three hits already!
WW: Oh, no. You left your laptop behind? It's okay, I can help!
LJ: Thanks
LJ:I don't think I could have done that myself
WW: You were doing really well! I had trouble with the imp I just found, too.
LJ: You needed Abel to help out?
WW: Well, no, I killed it, but... I had trouble! :s

Well, at least she's trying to spare your feelings.

[sleeplessCartoonist]

LJ: Anyways, what do I do now?
LJ: Try to kill more of those things?
WW: Looks like it! I'll help you out, and you collect the grist.
LJ: Alright

==> Abel: Deploy the Punch Designix.

For four shale, you deploy what looks kind of looks like a piano, called a 'Punch Designix'.

CD: i deployed the punch designix now what?
GW: Iris, there's a captcha code on the back of your captchalogue cards. Go punch some cards, preferably weapons and the like.
WW: OK! :)
WW: I deployed the thing in Otis' game, too.
LJ: I'll do the same
LJ: It made holes in the card and now it's ruined
LJ: Uh, now what?
GW: Follow the same process as you did when entering the Medium, but with two cards.
WW: I made a butterfly knife. :D
GW: That was fast. Otis?
LJ: I have know idea what I'm doing
GW: That's alright, we have time.
GW: Are you ready to enter, WA?
WA: hell yes
LJ: I'll get the server set up
LJ: Give me a second
WA: ive just been fucking around here all day i cant wait to actually do something

[sleeplessCartoonist]

==> Be WA.

Suddenly, you're WA. Who is WA, anyways?

==> Enter name.

SNOTTY MISTRESS

Try again.

ELSA MATTICE

Your name is ELSA MATTICE, and you're 14 YEARS OLD. You've been WAITING AROUND in your (amazing) room, mostly looking at your PRICELESS MERCHANDISE. There are POSTERS, ACTION FIGURES and even CLOTHING. Your awesome SISTER buys you all of this stuff, as well as VIDEO GAMES, MOVIES, and whatever else interests you at the time. God, she's so COOL.

Anyways, you're waiting on your FRIENDS to let you start playing a BRAND NEW GAME. Well, some of them are your friends.
Your chumhandle is wingedAssassin and you usually don't pause when talking and typically throw swears around because shit why not

At least it's time to enter the game.

==> Elsa: Enter.

[sleeplessCartoonist]

You get started immediately, knowing that you're going to own the hell out of this game. Your partner drops some basic stuff, and releases the kernelsprite. You collect some cruxite dowels, as well as the punched card, and head off to the alchemiter.

==> Otis: Become sidetracked.

Well, your partner seems to be doing well, so you turn your focus back to your own session.

WW: We need to prototype your sprite again. What do we use? :/
LJ: idk
LJ: Just use something that's lying around
WW: Okay! :)

You try to turn your attention away from the creepy ghost bear hovering by your shoulders, though wince when there's a blinding light.

WW: Done! I used a vase.
LJ: What?
LJ: That wasn't a vase
LJ: That was an urn
LJ: With ashes
WW: Oh. Oops!
LJ: What the fuck
LJ: You used my dead mom
LJ: Iris why

Before you floats a blue, ghost-woman-bear. After a moment of staring, dumbfounded, you continue to type.

LJ: This isn't funny you used my dead mom
LJ: You made her into a ghost bear woman
LJ: Iris you desecrated her ashes why
WW: You said use whatever, so I thought that was okay.
WW: Sorry! :s
WW: ...Otis?
WW: Are you okay?

==> Iris: Oops.

wistfulWisher [WW] started pestering corruptData [CD]

WW: I think I screwed up. :s
CD: what?
CD: what happened now?
CD: also why aren't you using the memo?
WW: Um, I think I made Otis cry?
CD: what?
CD: how? did you say something.
WW: No, I used a vase to prototype the sprite a second time, right?
WW: But it turned out that it wasn't a vase.
WW: So, um, I made his dead mom into a ghost-bear-woman.
WW: :(
CD: okay. uh.
CD: is he even responding to you now?
CD: shit man. you couldve run that shit by him first.
WW: Honest mistake!

[sleeplessCartoonist]

==> Elsa: Pester Otis.

wingedAssassin [WA] started pestering lumberingJack [LJ]

WA: oh and btw now that we're like partners and shit and you know what i look like my name is elsa
WA: in case you were wondering or whatever
WA: so theres this thing
WA: its like a fucken
WA: orb or some shit its round ok you can see it
WA: green thingy
WA: youve done this before what do i do
WA: otis
WA: lj
WA: theres like 2 minutes left until the meteor hits are you shitting me
WA: why are you afk now
WA: ok ill ask someone else for help godddd

==> Elsa: Ask someone else for help.

WA: ok otis isnt answering me and im stuck what do
GW: Alright, where are you?
WA: i used the punch card and alchemiter and theres a thingy there
CD: break it.
WA: ohhh k
GW: Is there a reason why Otis isn't responding?
CD: well hes like
CD: busy and shit. hardcore game man.
WW: He's kind of distracted at the moment, but he'll be back soon. :s

==> Elsa: Break the orb thingy.

You don't really know how, but you pick the small, pale green sphere up. After a moment of hesitation, you throw that shit on the ground like some smoke bomb or some shit, and there's a flash of light.

WA: did it B)

[sleeplessCartoonist]

Drawing Break - Otis Sketch (It's a bit big):

[sleeplessCartoonist]

Drawing Break - Otis Expression Sheet:

[dexterousSurvivalist]

Whow. :0 Those are pretty good sketches.

[sleeplessCartoonist]

(Oh goodness I didn't even see that comment. Thank you! I have a ton more but I might have to wait until I progress my story because idk. Spoilers or something.)

[sleeplessCartoonist]

==> Otis: Message Iris.

LJ: Sorry
LJ: I'm not upset at you
LJ: Though my dad is going to be pissed when he finds out what happened
WW: Otis! Sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry!!!!!
WW: I swear I didn't know, but I don't think there's an undo button for the prototyping! :(
LJ: Speaking of which, I don't actually know where my dad is
LJ: Do you see him anywhere?
WW: No. Um, should we be worried?
LJ: Yes
LJ: So now what do I do
WW: Now you talk to the sprite! It can talk now. Um, she?
LJ: Are you joking
LJ: What do I say
WW: Say hi or something?
LJ: Well, I need to deal with WA's problem first.

==> Otis: Message Elsa.

LJ: Sorry I suddenly went AFK
WA: ok i was like a minute away from dying there
WA: but like whatever i guess
WA: what do i do now
LJ: You have to prototype the sprite
WA: i threw in a samurai figurine a while ago because i thought why not and now its a samurai ghost
WA: pretty fucking cool right
LJ: Yeah, that's cool
LJ: Okay, now you need to prototype it again
WA: fuck i threw in one thing already i dont want to waste all of my awesome shit
LJ: Well, if you need time to think, I guess you don't have to do it right away?
LJ: Let's see, I think I need to put down this thing but it costs Shale
LJ: Uh, my sprite is staring at me weirdly, can we bring this to the memo?
WA: k

==> Elsa: Respond to memo.

WA: ok otis is back and i need stuff called shale
WA: how do
GW: You'll have to kill imps for that.
WW: Last time, I crushed the imp Otis was finding at it worked great! :)
WW: Speaking of which, Otis, I deployed the punch designix. Get started on making new stuff!
LJ: Alright. I'm talking to the uh, sprite at the moment
LJ: Give me a few minutes

==> Elsa: Get to fighting some imps!

Eager as ever to jump into the head of battle, you attack the first imp you see. The imp is like a strange mix of three prototyped objects -- it wields a sword with the wings of a moth and the snout of a bear poking out of a samurai helmet.

You select AFFLICT, hoping to do massive damage with your power glove. It does... very little, chipping off a bit of the imp's health. Still, you're able to attack again, so you do. You AFFLICT twice more before being attacked. You're at a bit over half health now, and the imp is missing a small chunk of its own. Still, you don't give up -- you can feel a big hit coming on! You AFFLICT two times again, chipping away at the imp's health, before AVERTING. You take about half as much damage as you normally would, though you're still running low on health. Before you can attack again, a wardrobe is thrown at the imp, sending what you swear look like fruit gushers everywhere.

WA: ok i had it
WA: and then you killed it with my wardrobe
WA: like i needed one or two more turns tops
LJ: In one or two more turns, you would have run out of health
LJ: Sorry to say it, but your weapon probably sucks
WA: ok wow rude there is nothing wrong with the powerglove omg
LJ: You should upgrade it with something
LJ: We've got shale now, so I'll deploy the punch designix and you go ahead and try making weaponry and armour and stuff
WA: ok whatever GOD
WA: like you come into my house and shit on everything i love ok whatever

==>

[sleeplessCartoonist]

Drawing - Elsa:

(Posting this before I wimp out.)

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