Re: Homebound: Rage of the Condesce

[Alice Rapture]

==> Take DD to the hospital

When Troppo finished playing his piano, he heard a slow clap. He turned around to see an awaken Draconian Dignitary.

"You like 7ha7?" Troppo approached the carapacian.

DD nodded.

"Cool. Um, solry fa bea7ing you up." He looked down. "If 7here's any7hing I could do 7o help... 7ake you back 7o 7he Queen, maybe?"

DD forcefully shook his head.

"Why no7e? Is she going 7o punish you fa failing or some7hing?"

An enthusiastic nod.

"Oh, okey..." He saw the blood pooling on his bed. "You need a doc7or, 7hough."

DD sighed and started to write on the nearest wall using his own blood.

"Wal7z 7he funk......." Troppo's husktop beeped with new messages. "I'll 7alk 7o you la7er."

He read the messages and quickly typed his reply.

Memologue wrote:

When Troppo checked on DD again, the agent had scribbled an address on the wall.

"I guess you wan7 me 7o 7ake you 7o 7his place?"

DD nodded.

"7ha7's a doc7or's address, righ7?"

Another nod.

"Okey... I'll 7ake you 7here, 7hen." He placed his hands on the carapacian. "7his is going 7o hur7 a bi7."

He threw the agent on his shoulders and jumped from his window. He started to fly towards the address as fast as he could.

The quicker he took the carapacian to the doctor, the quicker he could go save Joan.

[Breeso]

Lars: Alchemize

Thaaaat's more like it. He can finally start playing this crazy, suicide mission game just like the others. He quickly alchemized various things the radio imps have brought to him, which included fedora fused with a laptop and new, upgraded which called Technopow. Weird name, but as is implied in its name, it has various technological upgrades with various functions. Still not a lot of damage, but at least it can do useful stuff now. Lars yhen put on his fedoratop and messaged Kyle.

Pesterlog:

With that, Lars prepared the Technopow, fixed his Fedoratop, opened the door to balcony and nodded at his imp companions. "ultra mega super jumbo future sayian god squad, advance!" he said and ran into the forest wilderness, with the confused radio imps following him.

[temporaryAbsent]

==> Tiamat, dig out more

The seadweller did just that. She tore out every drone’s memory chips and alchemized her husklet into a techlet, which finally made available for her to watch the memories of the drones.
She watched every single piece of record she found, then messaged Troppo.

Messagelog wrote::

Then she received some message from their resident AI.

Messagelog wrote::

She got back to her work.
She started to write a letter.



Tiamat hasn’t sent it right away, she waited Troppo to answer first.

[Alice Rapture]

==> Answer chum

Troppo was flying at top speed towards the place where Joan was being held captive. Radiogalesprite followed close behind.

He turned on his huskbuds and saw Tiamat's message.

Pesterlog wrote:

Troppo took a deep breath and cranked up the volume. A few more minutes and his destination would come into view.

[temporaryAbsent]

==> Tiamat, help out

She sent the previously written letter, hoping it’ll leave the ship with less attention.
Then she replied Troppo.

Chatlog wrote::

[Breeso]

==> Lars: Hide

Lars, managed to cover himself on the top of one tree. He was notoriously shaking and one of his eyes was twitching while the imp squad was securing the perimeter, watching out for any hostiles. Lars stopped moving for a second. Land of Beetles and Insight... WHY DID IT HAVE TO BE BEETLES?! And no ordinary beetles, they are big monstrous bugs that would make even Aragog stutter. Lars is now so glad he has the little imp guys guarding him while he sleeps. That reminded him, he tried to make himself as comfortable as he could, and fell asleep, listening to a lullaby from one of the imps.

Lars: Wake up yet again

Oh, hello there, tower. No time to dilly-dally around, though. Lars quickly put on the fedoratop and flew out of the window, heading for the Black Queen's palace. Not as an evasdropper now, but as a negotiator. And he's going to negotiate the shit out of this situation.

[Alice Rapture]

==> Do the lifey thing

Troppo stopped in front of a main gate. There were no drones in sight. In fact, the only enemies in sight were two seadwellers.

Now, Troppo's powers as a Bard of Life could be simplified in two categories.

First, the powers that allow the destruction of life. This group includes: lowering enemy defense, draining life vials, and making enemies drop dead (of course, the latter only works on weaker enemies).

Second, the powers that invite destruction through life, which is basically attack boosts ranging between a wee bit of extra power to a strength of over nine thousand.

Obviously, those powers only work on living things. Less obviously, HIC's powers as a Thief of Life render the first category pretty much null.

Troppo was aware of all of those things. Which is why he did not use his lutekind; instead, he chose his other specibus: the lethal 2xdrumstickkind. He usually avoided using those.

Cold, murderous rage filled him as he held the specibus. He pointed each drumstick towards one of the seadwellers.

Twin beams of light shot foward and knocked the seadwellers against the ship. Troppo seized the opportunity to rush inside the ship and lock the door behind him.

Trop followed Tiamat's instructions and punched the code necessary to open the insignificant door. He stopped at sight of the Helmsman. Troppo raised his drumsticks and shot the troll right on the chest.

A hole the size of a watermelon appeared on the Helmsman's chest, but it quickly began to heal thanks to HIC's powers.

A siren was heard and Troppo cursed. He heard footsteps coming towards his position and swiftly hid behind the Helmsman. A couple of highbloods and a few drones entered the room, they didn't even look around as they ran outside, probably looking for the intruder.

Troppo let out a long sigh of relieve and continued his way towards Joan's cell. When he found her, she was barely awake and there was not a single scratch on her body.

He placed one of his drumsticks on the lock. Said lock exploded. Trop entered the cell and knelt next to the girl.

"CHECK PRISIONERS, IDIOTS!!!! THIS IS CLEARLY A RESCUE MISSION!!!" The Condesce's voice rang loud through the hall.

More shouting and footsteps were heard. There wasn't much time.

"You be77er ge7 ready 7o die!" Troppo placed his specibus against her chest. "7ell 7he o7hers 7ha7 7here's no need 7o rescue mi, will you?"

A light beam went through her chest, killing Joan immediately. Troppo lifted her head and kissed her lips. Her dream self would take over and she would be fine back on Derse.

Troppo checked to make sure his wings were properly hidden under his clothes. Over a dozen of trolls and drones appeared soon after. Troppo smiled at them and placed both of his drumsticks against his temples.

He shot himself.

It was the coward's way out, so it wouldn't count as heroic.

Before dying for the third time, Troppo really hoped his enemies weren't aware of his status as a God Tier.

[timesrowKilling]

==>Joan awaken
You wake up with a slight headache from being under mind control but besides that all of your limbs are there. And you're in another jailcell. " FUCKKKKKKKK!!!!! " you tell loudly and it can be heard throughout dress.you hate being locked in cages especially since you were constantly beaten in the last one.

No matter, you're safer here especially since you're out of her hands. Well time to escape this prison. You take out a hairpin from your bun and get to work picking the lock.

==>condesce dispose of the body
She picks up the dead body of troppo and begins to furiously punch and stab it. This little high blood entered her ship, attempted to kill her helmsman Killed her prisoner, and ruined her master plan.then she noticed something peculiar about the high blood. " t)(a lil' bass)(ole is godtiered. So mah plan isn't ruined after all." she tears off troppos shirt revealing his wings and then she rips the tiarra off of Joan's head then places it onto troppo, laughing and smiling madly.

==>escape
You managed to pick the lock and now is the time for escape. Then, maybe you could negotiate with the black queen. Well why not you're in the palace already.

You run out of the cell and down the hall then you come across a flight of stairs. You decide to head down the stairs and next thing you know you are in the throne room.

[temporaryAbsent]

==> Tiamat, bother others

Well, Lars is doing important things, like God Tiering, Joan is may or may not saved already, Atgeva disappeared from the memo… Maybe because of the personal stuff? Well, she didn’t care. Jomm still haven’t given any life-signal, so it left her with Troppo.

She was ready to ask the blueblood about his mission, when a yellow string of messages appeared on her techlet’s screen.

Chatlog wrote::

Tiamat sighed and opened a memo.

Memolog wrote::

The seadweller sit cross-legged and focused on her techlet aggressively, waiting for replays. At some points, some imps appeared, but they left, playing horror movies’ tracks as they saw Tiamat growling on them and flaring her fins. An ogre also approached, but found herself dead in seconds, and the troll repositioned herself on the dead body’s chest, surrounded by grist.

[Breeso]

==> Lars, find out what's the fuss about.

Lars is currently standing in front of the Black Queen's palace on Derse alonf with a tall carpacian who seemed to be growling everywhere around for no reason.

Memolog:

Lars decided to stop ranting, partly because Jack Noir started eyeying him threateningly. He then started walking back to the slabs, with Jack close behind him.

[temporaryAbsent]

==> Tiamat, reassure the Bard of Mind

She won’t do that, because that’s not her thing. Helping him to go God Tier sounds good, though. Also, maybe he can help with the ‘weakest link’ thing without being cheesy.

Memolog wrote:

‘I’ll take my leave!’ She called out to her sprite, which she was unable to see.

She went straight to Lars’s land and looked for the boy. She saw some of the bugs on LoBaI, and they were just like lusi.

Chatlog wrote:

After killing some beetles, she saw a bunch of imps, standing in a circle around a tree. She glared and growled them first, when they tried to attack her, but then they decided they may be better of, if they leave the troll alone.
Tiamat walked up to the tree, and kicked it, shouting: ‘Wake up, you wriggler!!!!!!!!’ at the boy sleeping on a branch.

[Alice Rapture]

==> Troppo, attack

Troppo had told HIC everything he knew. Her orders were clear: destroy the players.

Now he was calmly playing his lutekind while sitting on an ogre's shoulders. It was not hard to convince a horde of more or less forty ogres to go kill some pesky kids. His bard powers even allowed him to give his small army a generous attack boost.

He looked down at his God Tier outfit, it was now red and black with the life symbol colored white. He frowned at the codpiece, but allowed it to stay there for the moment.

He was at the Land of Beetles and Insight. It was the first choice to attack since Lars was the weakest of them all. An easy kill to start his genocidal run.

His huskbuds beeped.

Pesterlog Wrote:

Troppo turned off his huskbuds and smiled to himself as he heard Tiamat shouting something. The girl had no stealth.

He exchanged his lutekind for the 2xdrumstickkind. Murderous rage filled his corrupted self and he spread his wings, taking flight into the sky.

This was going to be fun.

[Breeso]

==> Lars: Hurry up

Lars was hurrying up faster than Napoleon was rushing from Russia. Jack was yelling at him to slow down under the threat of stabfest. He might do the stabfest anyways though, he said. Lars didn't listen. Joan, Jomm, Atgeva, Tiamat, even Troppo the insane... he needs to save them quickly, for they all are in danger. He quickly climbed up the stairs, avoding a thrown dagger from Jack, and jumped on the sacrifical slab. This is it. He has to die now. He has to perish... so he can ascend. He needs... to die... but he doesn't want to. What if it won't work? He doesn't want to go. He wants to stay. He wants to fight in this war. He wants to defeat the Condesce. But... he won't be able to until he reaches God Tier. This is about his friends, not his feelings. He has to give them the tactical advantage. Lars looked at huffing Jack Nor, catching his breath, and nodded, laying down on the slab. Jack came over the slab, holding a dagger. And the last thing Lars saw before dying was Jack Noir grinning, his hand going through Lars' pocket, stealing the Black Queen's ring.

[timesrowKilling]

==> future Joan stop the shenanigans
You appear from using your time widget and are face to face with a transforming Jack Noir. Not on your watch, this time line will not be doomed so easily. You get out one of your many razors and cut the ring finger off stopping the transformation from happening then you pocket the ring and disappear.

Next you appear in front of Tia. " here Joan just stopped the exsistance of a doomed timeline, barely. Well the ring is for you. Good luck." you leave the ring in front of her and then use your time widget to disappear again going back to where you came from.

==>Present Joan get to your slab
You followed Lars and Jack from a distance and at a slow pace and you seemed to miss one of your future selves cutting off Jack's finger. He seems really pissed by something. Oh well time to ascend with Lars.

You seem to appear on the slab and then stab yourself with your icepick. You see jack still flipping out and then you die.

[temporaryAbsent]

==> Tiamat, be stupid

That already happened.

She shouted at Lars, and now she was fighting with ogres and Troppo. She may or may not be in time to help him with ascendance.
Well, at least she could fight death a bit.

As a Thief of Rage, she was could steal the fighting spirit of the enemies, or what is even better, she could stole information through rage itself. But for now, she needed the first one.
Between killing two ogres, she took a breath and willed the other’s morale go down.
‘You pieces of shit won’t fight someone better than you!!!!!!!!’ She gritted her teeth.
The ogres movements became slower and slower, and in a few minutes they were depressed and sat down to the ground, staring at each other.

Suddenly, Joan appeared out of nowhere, giving her the Black Queen's ring. She capchalouged it, but not without asking the girl who already left, what is she supposed to do with that.

After that, she had to find the music-crazy, who was flying. She focused and breathed again, and willed Troppo’s morale go down.

Still concentrating, she got on her own wings, which she tried very hard to keep hidden under the purple God Tier outfit. They were a nice shade of violet, and the upper half imitated her horns’ shape. And they proved to be useful, as she grabbed Lars, ready to flee.

[Alice Rapture]

==> Regain morale

Troppo sighed and turned on his tiaratop.

Pesterlog Wrote:

Troppo summoned his lutekind and began playing a song.

All the ogres looked at him one by one, their interested picked by the music. The song picked up pace and an ogre joined in, its speaker complimenting Trop's lute quite nicely.

More ogres joined in and even a few imps and beetles. In no time everyone was happy and dancing. Music blasting at maximum volume. Troppo was flying above the comotion, guiding his team towards Lars and Timat.

When the song was over, everyone stopped and looked at Troppo expectantly.

"7he 7hief can s7eal our will 7o figh7, so be s7eal7hy. Do no7e le7 her realize you're 7here un7il i7's 7oo la7e. 7urn off 7he music if you have 7oo."

They nodded in understanding.

"I'll go af7er 7he Rogue of 7ime. Her abili7ies are a menace 7o our plans."

Troppo left his army behind and went towards Derse. He was quite sure at least one of the humans was there.

[timesrowKilling]

==> Joan ascend
Your body rises up from the sacrificial slab and a red light shines behind you as your clothes become your god tier pajamas.Then you lower down and look at your new clothes. They are pretty nice and comfortable but look a lot like pajamas.

You look over next to you and see that Lars still hasn't ascended. Then you see two strange looking devices sitting in front of you just hovering. You decide to name them the time widgets. looks like you'll be the one to make him ascend. You use the time widgets and then disappear.

==>Future Joan intercept Troppo
One of you many future selves appear near Troppo ready to fight him and possibly die. If he refuses your offer." Troppo, you are not yourself. And Joan can see that. So will you let her knock you out and then end your suffering or will you fight her kindness that she has offered?" you hold your ice pick in one hand and your chain in the other ready to attack if he says no. You also send your time widgets away with out you to prevent him from obtaining the powerful devices.

[temporaryAbsent]

==> Tiamat, finish what you started

For now, she won’t let anything to interfere with her plan. She flew to the battlefield and from there, to Derse. She dutifully dragged the human with her, so he can’t be lost.

Tiamat liked Derse colors, as she decided after a few seconds. She felt a little bit sad for being a Prospit dreamer, but this game is all about fate, and she can’t change fate.

It took time, but they arrived to the Sacrificial Slabs, where Troppo’s and Joan’s were empty, while on Lars, the boy lied covered in his own blood. It hurt the troll, mostly because the boy was a friend, and she caused him to die without a good cause.
She sat the sleeping boy next to his dead dreamself, and kissed him. She watched as the two selves merged, and summoned her spearkind just to trust it through the boy.

She didn’t want to see if she didn’t succeeded, so she took her leave from Derse, and contacted Joan.

Chatlog wrote:

[Breeso]

==> Lars: Ascend

Lars' ascension took a bit longer (blame the OOC discussion where Lars destroyed our minds). His real self and hovered and then disappeared in green light, merging with his dreamself on and reaching God Tier. He striked a victorious pose as his clothes changed, but then proceeded to be horrified by his clothes' codpiece. He sighed and decided to ignore it. He's surrounded by aliens, they probably won't even know what's up with it. Wait, he feels something on his lips. Did he... did he just sleep through his first kiss? And is there Jack Noir yelling something about his ring finger? Oh, whatever, Lars has more important things to do now. He took a deep breath and travelled back at LOBAI, to save Tiamat, and then possibly Troppo and the others.

Pesterlog:

It seems I will have to talk to him, Lars thought. He is good at talking. Perhaps this is what is he supposed to do. Talk. That's his power. It is so easy to give some people a thought and to make them doubt that there are any other choices except the one he allows them to see.

Lars slowed down around in the middle of his flight to LOBAI. He saw two figures and he knew who they were. He recognised them. He grabbed Technopow from his specibus and approached the encounter slowly. "Mr. Troppo, lady Joan. It pains me to interrupt this, but we simply have no time for this nonesense. Troppo, do you truly believe that her Imperial Condescention could possibly stop us? Do you think she can fight with fate? No. Of course you don't. You can't think for yourself. First listening to the denizen, now being willy-whooped by that tiara. You may gain power, but you are still weak. Tell me... what will you do if I just refuse to fight?" Lars eyes Troppo, floating casually, still holding his trust techno whip. He fixed the fedoratop on his head, turning it off for now.

[timesrowKilling]

==>Joan respond
you see that there's a message waiting for you from Tia. And that fish stole your kill. No matter. Time to respond.

Chatlog wrote:

You sit down on Tia's planet and make some tea. You know that youll have some time before she arrives. So why not enjoy yourself while waiting.

[Alice Rapture]

==> Do hella awesome prankster's gambit

Troppo chuckled. They really thought they could deal with a highblood?

"Prepare 7o face 7he music." He summoned his 2xdrumstickkind and snatched off his tiaratop.

First, he placed the tiaratop on Joan. Then he shot Lars, just strong enough to blast the boy back, but not enough to kill him. Lastly, he hugged the newly corrupted Joan and placed his drumsticks against his temples.

A smile crossed his lips when he felt her arms around him. "7ake mi 7o 7he Empress, please."

He was feeling the corruption leaving his body and mind. His clothes were already back to normal. Trop knew that he needed to buy Joan time to take him back to the Condesce. Just enough for them to give him another tiaratop.

The moment he was sure his mind was corruption-free enough to rule out a just death, Troppo killed himself.

Again.

It only got easier.

[timesrowKilling]

==> future Joan take the prisoner to the condesce
You fly at your top speed while the corruption spreads through your body. It seems hat your clothes don't change coloration much, only the time symbol becomes black. While on the flight back you message the condesce.

Pester log:

You land on the ship and the Condy walks out holding another tiara top. smiling again and she seems to have the face of someone that just won a game. Now her plan was completed.[/color]

[Breeso]

==> Lars: Hold your fire

It took a tremendous amount of willpower, but after being blasted back, he didn't try to approach the duo. It would be of no use following them and they'd capture Lars as well. "What a clever troll..." he mumbled as he turned around. They need to regroup. They need to have a while to think about all of this, they can't allow more people to join the Condesce's ranks. And this wasn't a complete waste of time, Lars tbought. The seeds of doubt were planted. It will take time and some other factors, but Condesce will lose control.over her pawns. Lars just needs to... learn how to use his power.

Lars decided to travel to the Land of Troubled Water and Blackened Mind, as that is the home of his only compatriot, or so he thought. Meanwhile, he decided to message her as well.

Pesterlog:

[Alice Rapture]

==> Realize how bad you fucked up

Troppo was suddenly 6 sweeps old. He was playing his banjo while his nightingale lusus provided the vocals.

His husktop beeped and Trop placed down his banjo.

Pesterlog Wrote:

"nice outfit btw"

Troppo turned around. His eyes turned white and he was once again seven sweeps old. He found himself facing Kyle, whose eyes were also white.

"Where are we?"

"dream bubbles the place where the fallen and the asleep hang out" Kyle shrugged. "so what did i miss?"

"I've made a 7errible mis7ake." Troppo sat down and hugged his knees. "I'm helping 7he Condesce."

"not anymore" Kyle smiled and sat next to him. "youre dead meat now"

"I'm a God 7ier. I7 is only a ma77er of 7ime before I come back 7o life." Troppo sighed. "I fucked up."

"why dont you stop helping her then?" Kyle asked.

"I7's no7e 7ha7 timple, she has a 7iara7op 7ha7 con7rol mi 7hough7s."

"is my soulbot running? i bet i can hack it off" Kyle was a hint smug about it.

"Yes. He's 7rying 7o do jus7 7ha7," Troppo said. "Bu7 I already fucked up. I blas7ed Lars. Fucking Bard of Mind; he's gonna ge7 himself killed 7rying 7o figh7 enemies s7ronger 7han him. And I corrup7ed Joan."

"wow wow wait" Kyle raised his hands. "what did you do to tera? more important were tentacles involved?"

"7era?" Troppo frowned.

"fuck i mean jojo" Kyle quickly corrected himself. "what did you do to jojo?"

"I gave her mi 7iara7op," Troppo told him.

"ok that sucks" Kyle scowled, but then smiled. "but its not that bad"

"I gave 7he Condesce a fucking 7ime player. How is 7ha7 no7e bad?!"

"you have a mind player on your team" Kyle explained. "those guys are the best when dealing with mind control"

Troppo's outfit suddenly turned black and red. "7hanks fa 7he hin7, Keyle. We shall deal wi7h him immedia7ely."

"fuck" Kyle muttered.

With that, Troppo woke up. He was ready to inform the Condesce of the newfound danger.

[timesrowKilling]

==>message an old friend
You know that Tia will take a little longer to arrive back on her land considering where she had to fly from. So you think about talking to Kyle your dead friend and one you considered trustworthy.

Pesterlog:

At least you have some closure now. Well looks like the teas done and you should have just enough time to enjoy it.

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