[HS] Homestuck ITP IC

[Beans]

LET'S DO THIS
[Earth, Ohio. Present]

There is a girl.
Let's take a look at her.

Her name is ILJA LANDERS. In one corner of the room is her beloved black Stratocaster ELECTRIC GUITAR. She has a couple INTERESTS. Her collection of HEAVY METAL ALBUMS is pretty impressive in extensiveness, even including things she DOESN'T REALLY LISTEN TO. She also has lots of books about DINOSAURS because they're really cool and her dad sometimes teaches about them. She enjoys keeping in touch with her friends via PESTERCHUM and they sometimes get her to join them in ONLINE GAMES, one of which she hopes will soon come in the mail.

It looks like somebody may be trying to pester her now!
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[Alternia, Querat's Hive, Present]

There is a different girl.

Her name is QUERAT EPISTA. Her walls are dominated by bookshelves containing TOMES OF LOGIC. She hasn't read much of them, but she knows why. She is slightly handicapped by her PEGLEG, though with the help of her handy CROSIER and years of practice she's perhaps the best damn limper you've ever seen. She also enjoys WOMANIZING and later analyzing the results with her VISION TRIUNE.

[Mindfreak]

Earth, Maine, Present
Here is a boy. Let's look at him!

His name is Zach.

He's a GENIUS, or at least he THINKS HE IS. He likes to think that he is ACTUALLY QUITE TALENTED, but he has to admit that HE CANNOT GET BETTER. His noisy HIGH-TECH COMPUTER SYSTEM is constantly used by him to game and to chat. He built it himself and the parts costed a pretty penny, it rests on his DESK along with ANIME FIGURINES of ANIME GIRLS. His DESK holds many of his GAMES along with a PISTOL that he persuaded his FATHER to let him keep it in his ROOM. This is because he is RESPONSIBLE. There is also a BOX OF AMMO for the PISTOL in the DESK. He have IMPRESSIVE DREAMS to learn everything about TECHNOLOGY that he can, and he checks out HISTORY BOOKS from the library to help him in the endeavor. He hopes that one day he will learn everything about TECHNOLOGY and become some sort of WIZARD OF TECHNOLOGY.

He has WEIRD DREAMS, with DARK CITIES and DETECTIVES. This reminds him of his CHILDHOOD DREAM of becoming a DETECTIVE in L.A.

He goes to SHOOTING RANGES, and is very good at SHOOTING SMALL FIREARMS. His FATHER has several types of SMALL FIREARMS in his STUDY that he constantly borrows. One in particular that he*likes is a SMITH & WESTON MODEL 27 REVOLVER that is NICKLE PLATED and has a PEARL GRIP. It can stop a RHINO and gives off a BANG sound, which EXCITES him for some REASON. He has persuaded his FATHER to let him keep it in his DESK in his ROOM with a box of AMMO for it. He has a couple FRIENDS, URI and ILJA LANDERS. He talks to them sometimes through his CHUM HANDLE, which is technoWizard.
He goes onto his computer to check if argentNordica is on.
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Alternia, Ayakan's Hive, Present
Ayakan is sitting at her DESK. She is CHATTING with didactDevice. She has no HOBBIES that she can remember. She uses CLAWED GAUNTLETS. She found them by her body when she woke up one morning. They EXCITE her. She tries to be pretty RELAXED. Her walls have pictures of HOT TROLLS that she has collected over the years. QUERAT wants copies of many of them. She has a bed made of a JELLY LIKE SUBSTANCE that she sleeps on. It is quite COMFY.

[DrakeRaids]

[Earth, present, Arizona]

===> Be other girl

Ilja is awesome, she is probably one of the most important people we will be seeing and speaking to, without a doubt. However we must interrupt this for a moment, because something else is happening. A young girl is falling off of her roof. You shouldn't worry, this is not the first time she has done this. Her house, which is smack dab in the middle of nowhere, sand in all directions, and solar panals above the house. She likes to sit up there often, reading, typing on her laptop, or just napping.

Mostly because her Aunt can't find er there.

Her name is LIZ, she is an odd girl, she is always very CHEERFUL no matter what happens, though sometimes people have to wonder what kind of TEMPER lies under her EASILY EXCITABLE. She lives with her AUNT who is a master of KUNG FU and seeks to pass own her secrets to her niece with backbreaking training. She likes to play the ELECTRIC KEYBOARD though, and is rather STRONG due to her constant fear induced exercise.

Gripping the side of the roof, she frowns, holding her laptop in one arm, and kicking with her feet to swing herself into her bedroom window just before she falls. There, much better. Now that Liz is safe perhaps we should see what her friends are up to?

[IcemanJRC]

[Alternia, Rathas' Hive, Present]

Here is a boy, his name is Rathas Cheval.

He has many INTERESTS including the ALTERNIAN CAVALREAPERS and the PURSUIT OF ROMANTIC INTERESTS. He is a true GENTLEMEN and has strong OPINIONS regarding RESPECT and the HEMOSPECTRUM, mainly being that they are INTERTWINED and both very IMPORTANT. THAT'S PRETTY MUCH IT. He is very FOCUSED in his INTERESTS. However, he is one of the few of his friends who can PROGRAM AND WORK WITH COMPUTERS effectively. He is, contrary to the cliche, ACTUALLY KIND OF GOOD AT IT. He likes to keep in contact with his friends through his custom Trollian application.

In fact, he's being trolled right now.

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-- aristotlePontificate [AP] began pestering murderousMounty [MM] at 16:38 --

[04:38] AP: hEy cavalrEapEr boy
[04:38] MM: Yes?
[04:38] AP: is thE sgrub bEta thErE yEt?
[04:38] MM: Allow me a moment please.
[04:38] MM: Yes.
[04:38] AP: .*.
[04:38] MM: I've got it
[04:38] AP: yEsss
[04:39] AP: grEat, you can sEnD all us copiEs right
[04:39] MM: Um...
[04:39] MM: I think...
[04:39] MM: Um...
[04:39] MM: One more second please.
[04:39] MM: http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedi...!Trollface.png
[04:40] MM: That should do it.
[04:40] AP: oh
[04:40] AP: i thought you wErE stalling which inDicatED lying
[04:40] AP: which inDicatED hiDing somEthing
[04:40] MM: What would I hide from you?
[04:40] AP: i.E. a plot to Qill mE anD taQE out thE compEtition
[04:41] AP: for thE hEarts anD spaDEs of wEll most fEmalEs
[04:41] AP: on this planEt
[04:41] MM: No. I would never kill one of higher blood.
[04:41] AP: oh right that
[04:41] MM: Even for all the spades.
[04:41] MM: All of them.
[04:41] AP: mm, spaDEs
[04:41] MM: Yes.
[04:42] MM: Fantastic.
[04:42] AP: so oQay i'll sEnD this on to thE othErs
[04:42] AP: anD you QEEp Doing whatEvEr it is you Do
[04:42] MM: I will.

-- aristotlePontificate [AP] ceased pestering murderousMounty [MM] at 16:42 --

[Mindfreak]

Earth, Maine, Present
Zach logs off of Pesterchum. He decides to go pester his OLD MAN about letting him install SBURB. He walks into the KITCHEN and knocks on the STUDY DOOR. His father unlocked it, giving the SIGNAL to come in. Zach pushed open the STUDY DOOR and sat down in one of the OVERSTUFFED CHAIRS. He had a long conversation with his father who eventually gave him a LARGE GIFT. It was quite HEAVY. He carried it back into his room and almost opened it when he remembered it was time to clean his PISTOL. He took it out of his DESK DRAWER. It was a SMITH & WESTON MODEL 27, NICKLE PLATED with a PEARL GRIP. It could stop a RHINO. He carefully took it apart. He thouroughly cleaned it and put it back together. He wrote a NOTE down to bring it to the SHOOTING RANGE to test it soon. He put it back into the DESK DRAWER and grabbed his LETTER OPENER and his copy of SBURB. He would wait until Ilja logged back on to open his LARGE GIFT. For now he captalouged the Copy of SBURB. He would wait until Ilja pestered him again.
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Alternia, Ayakan's Hive, Present
Ayakan finished chatting with the LIZ. She tried to pester QUERAT.

[Beans]

[Earth, Ohio, Present]
Ilja and Zach just finished a chat of this nature...

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[16:48] TW: Ilja, you there?
[16:49] AN: hi zach what's up?
[16:49] AN: did your copy of sburb get there
[16:49] TW: Got it right beside me!
[16:49] TW: I gotta wait to play it though.
[16:49] TW: :(
[16:49] AN: oh why?
[16:49] TW: My dad. He says to wait until he gives me a present.
[16:50] TW: Says it's important.
[16:50] AN: oh cool
[16:50] TW: Did you get your copy?
[16:50] AN: not yet
[16:50] TW: When you do we should play together.
[16:50] TW: :)
[16:50] AN: my mom said she got it and mailed it yesterday
[16:50] AN: yeah okay
[16:50] AN: :)
[16:50] TW: It sounds like a lot of fun.
[16:51] TW: I'll try not to cheat this time.
[16:51] TW: Like the last game we played together.
[16:52] AN: that wasn't very fair
[16:52] AN: to those other players
[16:52] TW: Heh.
[16:52] TW: Counter Strike never saw it coming.
[16:52] AN: mm
[16:52] AN: restrung my guitar today
[16:52] TW: Fun. Did it go well?
[16:53] AN: yeah. thicker strings for drop c tuning
[16:54] TW: Nice. I got the new cooling system for my abomination of a computer today. Set me back a hundred $
[16:55] AN: wow be careful with your cash
[16:56] TW: It's worth it. I can bitMine all night long now.
[16:56] AN: what's bitmining again
[16:57] TW: Computing hashchecks to get bitcoins. Bitcoins is the currancy of the internet. I can sell the bitcoins I get for real world cash.
[16:57] TW: Spend money to make it, you know?
[16:57] AN: ... sounds... complex
[16:58] TW: I still gotta get you into it.
[16:58] AN: um okay.
[16:58] TW: You just do it when you don't need your computer. It's like doing nothing and getting paid for it!
[16:58] AN: ... i make money playing guitar sometimes
[16:58] AN: and that's fun
[16:59] AN: i can make money having fun, so i sort of prefer
[16:59] AN: that
[16:59] AN: to making money doing nothing
[16:59] AN: but bitmining sounds cool too don't get me wrong of course
[17:00] TW: I find it good.
[17:00] TW: Plus, I usually do it when I go to the shooting range.
[17:00] AN: oh okay
[17:01] AN: i think the mailman just delivered something
[17:01] TW: Go check! It might be Sburb. :)
[17:02] AN: yay okay i'll see if it is
[17:02] AN: and when your dad lets you install sburb i'll install mine and we can play together :)
[17:02] TW: :)
[17:02] TW: Sounds like a plan.
[17:02] AN: seeya soon

She trots down to the mailbox and finds two envelopes!
SBURB, hooray! She captchalogues 'em for now and heads back.
Now she'll just wait for Zach...
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[Alternia, Querat's Hive, Present]
Querat was pestered indeed.

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CM: Hey.
AP: hEy littlE laDy
CM: Can you conne over today? I nnade copies of those pics you vvanted.
AP: ooh yEss yEs yEs
CM: Great. :)
CM: I've needed you to conne over for a vvhile.
CM: These pictures have been sitting here, unused.
CM: It's sad.
AP: sorry babE i'vE just bEEn hElD up you Qnow
CM: Yeah. :(
CM: I vvish you could conne over nnore.
AP: mmm i wish ii coulD comE ovEr morE too

She stands, switching her chat from her computer to the monocle over her Triune Eye. This eye is capable of providing input directly to the monocle screen for hands-free chat. She deduces that it was because she was awesome and also all the ladies wanted a piece of her. Mmm.
Her usual crosier floats over, coated in a hazy telekinetic aura. Not only is it her strife weapon, but it's also a handy walking aid, seeing as she has a pegleg.

She thinks about Ayakan. She was a cute one...
Querat suspects that she might want to be more than moirails, what with agreeing to the snuggles Querat so often suggested. Of course she must want Querat pretty badly... and taking pictures of other girls for her, well. She obviously knew that Querat liked a nice tease...
She heads out her door. Wildlife beware; Querat is gonna get snugs and anything in her way gets beaten to a pulp.

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CM: See you in a couple nninutes then?
AP: surE.*. i'vE got trollian on my nEw scrEEnmonoclE so wE can talQ on thE way
AP: <>
CM: Great! \/\/e can play a fevv gannes vvhen you get here too.
AP: oQay
AP: maybE wE coulD <>-snugs whilE you play that onE gamE, y'Qnow
AP: that onE you got rEcEntly
CM: Sure! Sounds fun! I don't knovv vvhy you like to snug so nnuch though...
AP: wEll maybE you'rE just a grEat moirail ..:)
CM: :)
CM: So you're on your vvay novv?
AP: looQ out your winDow babE i'm waving my crosiEr
CM: So you are. :) I'll go unlock the door.

She stands, grinning with needle teeth at her moirail as the door opens.
Hey babe.
((Will edit in text colors later.))

[Mindfreak]

[Earth, Ohio, Present]
Ilja and Zach just finished a chat of this nature...

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[16:48] TW: Ilja, you there?
[16:49] AN: hi zach what's up?
[16:49] AN: did your copy of sburb get there
[16:49] TW: Got it right beside me!
[16:49] TW: I gotta wait to play it though.
[16:49] TW: :(
[16:49] AN: oh why?
[16:49] TW: My dad. He says to wait until he gives me a present.
[16:50] TW: Says it's important.
[16:50] AN: oh cool
[16:50] TW: Did you get your copy?
[16:50] AN: not yet
[16:50] TW: When you do we should play together.
[16:50] TW: :)
[16:50] AN: my mom said she got it and mailed it yesterday
[16:50] AN: yeah okay
[16:50] AN: :)
[16:50] TW: It sounds like a lot of fun.
[16:51] TW: I'll try not to cheat this time.
[16:51] TW: Like the last game we played together.
[16:52] AN: that wasn't very fair
[16:52] AN: to those other players
[16:52] TW: Heh.
[16:52] TW: Counter Strike never saw it coming.
[16:52] AN: mm
[16:52] AN: restrung my guitar today
[16:52] TW: Fun. Did it go well?
[16:53] AN: yeah. thicker strings for drop c tuning
[16:54] TW: Nice. I got the new cooling system for my abomination of a computer today. Set me back a hundred $
[16:55] AN: wow be careful with your cash
[16:56] TW: It's worth it. I can bitMine all night long now.
[16:56] AN: what's bitmining again
[16:57] TW: Computing hashchecks to get bitcoins. Bitcoins is the currancy of the internet. I can sell the bitcoins I get for real world cash.
[16:57] TW: Spend money to make it, you know?
[16:57] AN: ... sounds... complex
[16:58] TW: I still gotta get you into it.
[16:58] AN: um okay.
[16:58] TW: You just do it when you don't need your computer. It's like doing nothing and getting paid for it!
[16:58] AN: ... i make money playing guitar sometimes
[16:58] AN: and that's fun
[16:59] AN: i can make money having fun, so i sort of prefer
[16:59] AN: that
[16:59] AN: to making money doing nothing
[16:59] AN: but bitmining sounds cool too don't get me wrong of course
[17:00] TW: I find it good.
[17:00] TW: Plus, I usually do it when I go to the shooting range.
[17:00] AN: oh okay
[17:01] AN: i think the mailman just delivered something
[17:01] TW: Go check! It might be Sburb. :)
[17:02] AN: yay okay i'll see if it is
[17:02] AN: and when your dad lets you install sburb i'll install mine and we can play together :)
[17:02] TW: :)
[17:02] TW: Sounds like a plan.
[17:02] AN: seeya soon

She trots down to the mailbox and finds two envelopes!
SBURB, hooray! She captchalogues 'em for now and heads back.
Now she'll just wait for Zach...
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[Alternia, Querat's Hive, Present]
Querat was pestered indeed.

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CM: Hey.
AP: hEy littlE laDy
CM: Can you conne over today? I nnade copies of those pics you vvanted.
AP: ooh yEss yEs yEs
CM: Great. :)
CM: I've needed you to conne over for a vvhile.
CM: These pictures have been sitting here, unused.
CM: It's sad.
AP: sorry babE i'vE just bEEn hElD up you Qnow
CM: Yeah. :(
CM: I vvish you could conne over nnore.
AP: mmm i wish ii coulD comE ovEr morE too

She stands, switching her chat from her computer to the monocle over her Triune Eye. This eye is capable of providing input directly to the monocle screen for hands-free chat. She deduces that it was because she was awesome and also all the ladies wanted a piece of her. Mmm.
Her usual crosier floats over, coated in a hazy telekinetic aura. Not only is it her strife weapon, but it's also a handy walking aid, seeing as she has a pegleg.

She thinks about Ayakan. She was a cute one...
Querat suspects that she might want to be more than moirails, what with agreeing to the snuggles Querat so often suggested. Of course she must want Querat pretty badly... and taking pictures of other girls for her, well. She obviously knew that Querat liked a nice tease...
She heads out her door. Wildlife beware; Querat is gonna get snugs and anything in her way gets beaten to a pulp.

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CM: See you in a couple nninutes then?
AP: surE.*. i'vE got trollian on my nEw scrEEnmonoclE so wE can talQ on thE way
AP: <>
CM: Great! \/\/e can play a fevv gannes vvhen you get here too.
AP: oQay
AP: maybE wE coulD <>-snugs whilE you play that onE gamE, y'Qnow
AP: that onE you got rEcEntly
CM: Sure! Sounds fun! I don't knovv vvhy you like to snug so nnuch though...
AP: wEll maybE you'rE just a grEat moirail ..:)
CM: :)
CM: So you're on your vvay novv?
AP: looQ out your winDow babE i'm waving my crosiEr
CM: So you are. :) I'll go unlock the door.

She stands, grinning with needle teeth at her moirail as the door opens.
Hey babe.
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[Alternia, Ayakan's Hive, Present]
Ayakan smiles.
"Hey. I finished making my laptop so we can lay on my bed for snugs. It's more comfortable."
She would let Querat in and then plop onto her bed with her laptop that was a thing of beauty itself. She made it. Her butt was comfortably in the jello-y bed. How she loved that bed. She brought up her most favorite game, Team Fortress 2, and laid down on the bed.
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Earth, Maine, Present
Zach begins to pester Ilja again.

[Qaera]

[Alternia, Lavesi's Hive, Present]
There is a girl, uhm, boy... erm... well, there's a troll in a room. Her (his? ah! let's just stick with her) name is LAVESI SWIDKE. Her room is littered with random pieces of CLOTHING, as well as IRONIC ART. She likes to collect FEATHERS because they look like her pretty horns. She has a LAPTOP that she uses for ease, but prefers to use her DESKTOP that she built because they aren't so mainstream. Her DESKTOP is primarily used to mix music which she uses at her MAD RAVES she throws basically every night. She wears SUNGLASSES to hide the bags under her eyes and also cause you don't know man it might just like go all sunny sometime you have to be prepared. Her shelves are riddled with tomes describing troll psychology and romance, as well as the flying creatures of Alternia. Her scarf barely conceals her grimace as she slurps some coffee and lights up a grub. Not a real grub! That would be disgusting. It's just ironic to call it that cause they look similar. They calm her down enough to be palatable to anyone willing to chat, and don't rot the brain like some sopor pie recipe she found somewhere online.

[DrakeRaids]

===> Be Lax

That was a little crazy, but it looks like everything is under control- oh hey. You got a message while you where dangling off the house for dear life. FrostyPanda is always fun to talk to, and you have a riddle you can try out too!

===> Chat with FP

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-- frostyPanda [FP] began pestering didactDevice [DD] at 18:02 --
[06:02] FP: hey
[06:05] DD: hey-FP-whats-up-staying-frosty-my-friend-ahaha-puns-so-whats-up
[06:06] FP: The FROSTIEST.
[06:06] FP: I was WONDERING if you got a copy of that game SBURB?
[06:06] DD: oh
[06:07] DD: i-think-i-remember-talking-about-that-to-someone-earlier
[06:07] DD: hurm
[06:07] DD: yeah-i-ordered-one
[06:07] FP: HOHOHO
[06:07] FP: That's GREAT. Because I also procurred a COPY and was wondering if, well...
[06:07] DD: we-gonna-play
[06:07] DD: awesome
[06:08] FP: YOU would like to PLAY with ME
[06:08] DD: this-is-gonna-be-great
[06:08] DD: ooooooof-course
[06:08] FP: UM... Yea.
[06:08] FP: THANK YOU
[06:08] FP: HOHOHO
[06:08] DD: marry-christmas
[06:08] FP: It's JULY?
[06:08] DD: or-is-it
[06:08] FP: Is it?
[06:09] DD: ummmm
[06:09] DD: ummm
[06:09] DD: RIDDLE-TIME
[06:09] FP: Okay...
[06:09] FP: HOHOHO
[06:09] FP: EXCITING
[06:10] DD: im-sometime-white-and-always-wrong-i-can-break-a-heart-and-hurt-the-strong-i-can-build-love-and-tear-it-down-i-can-make-a-smile-but-more-often-bring-a-frown
[06:10] DD: what-am-i
[06:10] FP: UM...
[06:10] FP: I... I don't know...
[06:10] DD: its-a-lie-silly
[06:10] FP: OH
[06:10] FP: THAT is very CLEVER
-- frostyPanda [FP] changed their mood to AMAZED  --
[06:11] DD: DD-1-FP:-zero
-- didactDevice [DD] changed their mood to SMOOTH  --
[06:11] FP: I will get you ONE DAY
[06:11] FP: HOHOHO
[06:11] DD: he-he-he
[06:12] DD: so-have-you-heard-anything-about-the-game
[06:12] DD: and-did-you-ever-shake-the-trolls
[06:12] FP: GAMEBRO MAGAZINE did oot think highly of it
[06:12] FP: but I did manage to rid myself of the bothersome trolls
[06:12] DD: how
[06:12] FP: I suspect
[06:12] DD: tell-me-tell-me-tell-me-tell-me
[06:12] FP: UM...
[06:13] FP: I ,ust ASKED
[06:13] DD: O_O
[06:13] DD: no-kidding
[06:13] FP: INDEED
[06:13] FP: But
[06:13] FP: That was only SEVERAL HOURS ago
[06:13] DD: that-seems-to-easy
[06:13] DD: something-is-up
[06:14] DD: dont-worry-ill-watch-your-back-though
[06:14] FP: THANK YOU
[06:14] DD: which-one-did-you-talk-to
[06:14] FP: I appreciate it
[06:14] FP: I CANNOT RECALL
[06:14] DD: message-me-if-you-do
[06:14] FP: Okay
[06:14] DD: in-the-meantime-im-gonna-try-and-get-my-game
[06:14] DD: i-think
[06:14] DD: my-aunt-is-home
[06:14] DD: so-this-may-be-tricky
[06:15] FP: Good luck DD
[06:15] DD: ....
[06:15] DD: she-scares-me-a-little
[06:15] FP: You will surely be FINE.
[06:15] DD: i
[06:15] DD: i-guess
[06:15] DD: anywho-here-we-go
[06:15] FP: I am CONFIDENT
[06:15] FP: Be STRONG
[06:16] DD: yes
[06:16] DD: confident
[06:16] DD: STRONG
[06:16] DD: confident

===> Get Game

Alright, this is going to be tricky. Your Aunt got the mail in, but she never, never ever lets you get something you want easily. Likely she will turn this into another one of her sadistic training regimens.

But maybe you'll get lucky? You never know.

Liz slips out of her room quietly, taking a few steps to the stairs. No sign of her aunt. This was bad. She could feel the tension rising, the touch of panic weeding through. Be strong. Be confident. She could do this.

Smoothly she leaped onto the banister, sliding down and flipping neatly down onto ground, immediately assuming a fighting stance as she waited for an attack. None came. Alright, now the living room, thats where her aunt dropped off the mail, maybe she just hadn't noticed it. Slipping to the side she peaked in, the jumble of letters, and yes, a package with the Sburb logo on it mixed together on the table. All she needed to do was-

A shadow fell behind her. A strike.

Liz reflexively spun and rolled out of the way as her Aunt stood above her, not much taller then her, but the woman still seemed to tower. Liz frowned, their eyes locking. Only one way this could go.

-STRIFE ROUND ONE- (And her Strife Theme)

===> Aggrieve

Her aunt seemed off balance, time to take advantage. She had a new trick up her sleeve this time as well, she wasn't just using fistkind anymore. She took a step forward, the rough studden gloves on her hands lashing out in quick succession. Glovekind. Not quite as fast, but much more, forgive the pun PUNCH.

Her aunt sidestepped her eager swings with a frown. She looked vaguely dissapointed, before she seemed to blur, touching the back of her head, her nose, with her fingers, before moving back and lightly taping the back of one of her knees as well.

Just to show she could.

===> Aggrieve HARDER

Liz began pushing herself faster, taking a step back, moving to the side, bobbing, then punching foward and ending with a sweeping kick! But it wasn't working. WHY WASN'T IT WORKING. Her Aunt responded with several more light taps, continuing the exchange for several more minutes before deciding that was enough for the moment.

There was a single hit to the back of her head, then blackness.

===> Wake up

Bluh.

Everything felt fuzzy for a moment, but Liz did eventually get up, she was on her bed, Sburb beside her, and a small note ontop of it.

"Afternoon Training is over. Rest until evening sparring."

yay.

[Beans]

[Earth, Ohio, Present]

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[18:05] AN: oh hey
[18:05] TW: Guess what
[18:05] AN: what
[18:05] TW: My dad's letting me install Sburb!
[18:06] TW: :)
[18:06] AN: yayyyy
[18:06] TW: He also gave me this LARGE GIFT. Said I should open it before I install the game. Waited until you came back on to open it.
[18:07] AN: aw thanks
[18:07] TW: Here I go! *Begins to open LARGE GIFT*
[18:07] TW: Oh
[18:07] TW: Oh my
[18:07] TW: This, this is amazing!
[18:07] AN: ooh what is it
[18:08] TW: You'll never believe this....
[18:08] TW: I got.....
[18:08] AN: *edge of my seat :) *
[18:08] TW: A new pair of glasses!
[18:08] AN: oh that's wonderful
[18:08] TW: But the thing about them is....
[18:08] AN: :)
[18:08] AN: oh?
[18:08] TW: That they let me access the web!
[18:09] AN: oh that's clever
[18:09] TW: I'll be able to pester you when I'm away from the computer if I can assemble them correctly.
[18:09] AN: my phone supports pesterchum but i keep forgetting to set it up
[18:10] AN: i will eventually and then we can chat anywhere :)
[18:10] TW: :)
[18:10] TW: That'd be fun.
[18:10] TW: My dad's also talked to me about going to Ohio.
[18:11] TW: To go visit my mother's grave.
[18:11] AN: i see
[18:11] TW: He said that I was ready to confront it.
[18:11] AN: i think he's right
[18:12] AN: you're a strong guy and you can deal with things i bet i couldn't zach
[18:12] TW: Yeah, me too.
[18:12] TW: :)
[18:12] AN: if you come to ohio i'll try to see you soemtime
[18:12] AN: that'd be nice :)
[18:12] TW: That would be nice :)
[18:13] AN: yes
[18:13] TW: So what was in the mailbox?
[18:13] TW: I'm dying to know
[18:13] AN: it was the sburb envelopes
[18:13] TW: :D
[18:13] TW: You going to install it now?
[18:14] AN: i think i'll wait until you install yours
[18:14] TW: Okay. :)
[18:15] TW: I'll be your server then.
[18:15] AN: yay
[18:15] AN: my mom sent me a package earlier i think i'll open it
[18:16] AN: to pass the time until your sburb is installed and stuff
[18:16] TW: KK.
[18:16] TW: I'm installing it now.
[18:16] AN: i'll install my client cd first so you can start, um
[18:17] AN: servering
[18:17] AN: first
[18:17] AN: that's a verb now :p
[18:18] TW: Okay'
[18:19] TW: Waiy
[18:19] TW: Wait
[18:19] AN: what
[18:19] TW: I can't find my server disk! D:
[18:19] AN: oh no
[18:20] TW: Oh. Oh CRAP
[18:20] AN: oh what is it what's wrong
[18:20] TW: I think my brother took it.
[18:20] TW: I have to go.
[18:21] TW: I need to make sure he hasn't destroyed it.
[18:21] AN: good luck zach i hope it's okay :(
[18:21] TW: I hope it is okay too.

Ilja sighs. She hopes Zach's disk was okay...

Ah well.

She opens her mother's package... yay!
It's a velociraptor tooth in a little case.
God, she loves dinosaurs.
And her mom.
... Dinosaurs are around more here, though...

She sighs again.
----

[Alternia, Ayakan's Hive, Present]

Querat limps in, lays her crosier in a corner, and comes over to the bed.
She lays down next to her moirail and scoots closer, nuzzling the back of her neck while she puts her arms around the other troll's waist.
She holds Ayakan close and lazily watches her play her game.
Having fun?

[Mindfreak]

[Alternia, Ayakan's Hive, Present]

Querat limps in, lays her crosier in a corner, and comes over to the bed.
She lays down next to her moirail and scoots closer, nuzzling the back of her neck while she puts her arms around the other troll's waist.
She holds Ayakan close and lazily watches her play her game.
Having fun?

Alternia, Ayakan's Hive, Present
She shook her head.
"No, and it's because...."
She turned off her laptop and closed it. She pushed it off to the side and gave a happy sigh. She tried to roll fast so that Querat would still be on top of her but they would be belly to belly. She will then try to kiss her.
"...I've been wanting to do that for a very long time."
---
Earth, Maine, Present
Be that kid.
Zach got up from his COMPUTER and rushed into his BROTHER'S ROOM. He saw it there. On his BROTHER'S BED. It was covered in KETCHUP and MUSTARD. He picked it up and rushed into the KITCHEN. He quickly washed it off and brought it back into HIS ROOM to let it dry. He gave a sigh of relief and began pestering Ilja again.

[Beans]

[Alternia, Ayakan's Hive, Present]
She's too shocked to kiss back, instead just staring.
Little sentence-starting noises are all that can make it out of her mouth.
She slowly and shakily lowers her her forehead to rest on the other girl's shoulder and doesn't move.

[Mindfreak]

[Alternia, Ayakan's Hive, Present]
She's too shocked to kiss back, instead just staring.
Little sentence-starting noises are all that can make it out of her mouth.
She slowly and shakily lowers her her forehead to rest on the other girl's shoulder and doesn't move.

[Alternia, Ayakan's Hive, Present]
Ayakan puts her arms around Querat and holds her.
"Just be lax, bro. I can't believe you didn't see this before."

[AtS]

Unfortunately, the burgeoning troll romance must be paused for a moment.

Ayakan: Be the new boy.

[Earth, Wisconsin, Present]

There is an INSUFFERABLE PRICK here. Let's examine further.

His name is PETER RAUSCHO, but he prefers to go by PETE. His dingy room is filled with KAMEN RIDER and SUPER SENTAI ACTION FIGURES, strewn across the desk and floor. Otherwise, his room is fairly empty. A meager CD COLLECTION stands on the desk. Most of his music collection is digital, anyway. Piracy, arr!

His room is at the back of his FATHER's run-down TRAILER. The sound of his FATHER watching wrestling on the T.V. echoes in the next room. The ONLY other room.

Pete rolls his eyes at his father's inane source of entertainment and turns his attention to his shiny, new, pocket-sized, (stolen) tablet PC. His Pesterchum client is closed.

Pete: Browse Interwebs.

He yawns, lazily checking several of his favorite websites, including http://www.hipsterrunoff.com/, http://www.avclub.com/, http://www.pitchfork.com, and http://www.turntable.fm. He knows that it's not necessary to include the http://www. in the newest internet browsers, but he likes to keep things old-school.

Pete: Log on to Pesterchum.

After about fifteen minutes of faffing about his usual haunts, Pete can no longer justify staying logged off from Pesterchum. After all, his friends must be itching to hear his illustrious opinions on whatever topics they currently find themselves immersed in.

BEEP.

He logs on. He takes a look at his VERY ROBUST CHUMROLL. Oh, hey, it's that hip girl that randomly started talking to him about bands a couple of weeks ago.

Pete: Message the girl.

He sends her a message.

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-- expectorantMixer [EM] began pestering atmosphericLightshow [AL] at 21:12 --
EM: So. Hey. About that band you linked me to last time.
EM: I, uh... couldn't even find them anywhere on the internet.
AL: Uhm, Y34h Th3y'R3 Pr3tty Und3rground..!
AL: Uhm, Lik3, Lit3r4lly..!
EM: Like, not even on some of the bull**** blogs I follow.
AL: Uhm, Norm4lly I'M 4ll Ironic 4nd Stuff But Th3y'R3 C4v3sing3rs..!
EM: Oh, ****, you mean like, some sort of subterranean music club?
AL: Uhm, 4lso I'M Not Sur3 If You C4n 3v3n H34r H4lf Of Th3ir M3llifluous T3stimoni3s..!
AL: Uhm, Du3 To Your Incomp3t3nt 34rth Hum4n 34rs4cs..!
EM: Dang!
EM: Any chance you could upload a song to youtube, or would that burst your indie cred like a plump zit?
AL: Uhm, Y3s.
AL: Uhm, I C4n G3t 4 Fri3nd To M4k3 4 N3w Vid3o Uplo4ding Sit3 ..!
EM: Awesome, I didn't even have to pull out the puppy dog eyes.
AL: Uhm, Som3thing Th4t H4s N3v3r B33n T4int3d By Th3 Str34m..!
AL: Uhm, S4v3 D3ss3rt For L4t3r, Sw33th34rt..!
EM: You know I got dat sugah for you.
EM: *ahem*
EM: *"fo' you."
AL: Uhm, I W4s 4bout To S4y...
EM: What can I say? I just ain't that dark.
EM: Not like night.
EM: Not like the twilight.
EM: Nah, I'm a ****in' morning sunrise.
EM: Dude, what am I even talking about.
AL: Uhm, Is Th4t 4n 34rth Hum4n R4cist R3m4rk?
EM: Oh god, there we go again!
EM: EARTH HUMAN!
EM: YES I AM THE EARTH HUMAN I WILL TAKE THEE TO MINE MASTARZZZZZ
AL: Uhm, It Is Not Lik3 You 4r3 4 Jovi4n Hum4n..!
AL: Uhm, Or 4 V3nusi4n..!
AL: Uhm, I 4m Only S4ying Th4t For Cl4rific4tion Purpos3s..!
EM: Yes, because out on whatever planet you're on, that's necessary, apparently.
EM: I mean, it's fun to pretend.
EM: Definitely, I do it my entire life.
AL: Uhm, Our Sp3ci3s, B3ing Sup3rior, H4s 3xplor3d 4nd S3ttl3d On Oth3r Pl4n3ts..!
EM: (my life is a lie D:)
AL: Uhm, So W3 Do N33d To Sp3cify..!
EM: Really, now.
EM: Tell me, all about your "Alternian Conquests". That IS the name you gave me before, right?
AL: Uhm, H3y M4n I'M Not 4ll Up 4t Th4t History ****..!
AL: Uhm, 4ll Of My R4dic4l Und3rst4nding Com3s Into Th3 Br4in 4nd ****..!
EM: Alternia? OH I GET IT, LIKE ALTERNATE, LIKE DIFFERENT, YOU'RE SO POST-MODERN!
AL: Uhm, Post-Post-Mod3rn..!
AL: Uhm, You'V3 Prob4bly N3v3r H34rd Of It..!
EM: Triple-post, actually.
AL: Uhm, Th4t Is How You 34rth Hum4ns S4y L3gitim4t3..!
EM: **** it, all the way to quintuple sexsmillillillion.
EM: That's, like, completely verified.
AL: Uhm, Th4t Sounds Both Lik3 4 Lot 4nd Lik3 It W4s Just M4d3 Up 4t Th3 S4m3 Tim3..!
AL: Uhm, So Lik3 Pr3tty Hip..!
EM: Like, credit score of 9001
AL: Uhm, I Do Not Know Wh4t 4 Cr3dit Scor3 Is ..!
EM: And hey, stick with me, you'll see how it is to be hip, kid.
AL: Uhm, T3ll M3 4bout It..!
EM: I'm like, the most hip.
EM: One could say... Hipsterest
AL: Uhm, 4nd 4ft3rw4rds You Will D3scib3 Your R3l4tionship With Your Grubmoth3r..!
EM: Wait, I will?
AL: Uhm, You Will..!
EM: Are you doing this thing where you somehow predict what I'm going to say before I say it?
EM: Do it again, I love that game!
AL: Uhm, It'S Not Pr3dicting If It'S C3rt4in..!
AL: Uhm, Th4t'S How I St4y So Hip..!
AL: Uhm, I'M 4ll Lik3 Knowing Th3 Futur3 Tr3nds 4nd ****..!
AL: Uhm, So I C4n Go Do My Own Thing..!
EM: ****, so you've got this down to a science, like constants and radicals and stuff like that.
EM: damn how can i ever keep up
AL: Uhm, N4h, I L34v3 4ll Th3 Thinking 4nd Stuff To Thos3 Oth3r C4ts..!
AL: Uhm, I'M 4ll Up In Th3 Touching 4nd F33ling..!
EM: yr just dstrying my slf-estem here maaaaaaan
AL: Uhm, Vow3ls 4r3 M4instr34m Now?
AL: Uhm, You 34rth Hum4ns 4r3 So Fickl3..!
EM: more than 12 pr sentnce is
EM: c'mon i though u wre wtih it
EM: JUST KIDDING!
EM: But you knew that.
AL: Uhm, I H4v3 No Id34 Wh4t H4llucinog3nic Drugs You R3c3ntly Consum3d..!
EM: Hey, anyway, I gotta split. Hit me up when you've got that song uploaded.
AL: Uhm, But I Would Lik3 To Try Som3 If Th3y M4k3 You Th4t Trippy.
AL: Uhm, Ind33d..!
EM: I'll send a dimebag your way. Peace out, yo!
-- expectorantMixer [EM] ceased pestering atmosphericLightshow [AL] at 21:25 --

For some reason, he enjoys the strange sort of wordsmithing dance they engage in whenever they talk - though he deftly sidesteps the issue of "grubmother", which he assumes is a reference to his absentee mom. Out of his life for the entirety of his adolescence, he prefers not to talk about her. It just wouldn't be cool to spill his guts like that to some stranger on the internet.

Pete: Listen to dope phat beats.

He plugs in his headphones to his tablet and fires up foobar2000. He puts on some Das Racist and lies down on his bed, eyes closed, zoning to the droning beat and ridiculous flow.

[CrimsonAngel]

A troll sits alone in his dark room slightly shaking his computer. His power has gone out and he can't tell any of his friends until it comes back on. This is very troubling because he really needs to talk to somebody about something. He sighs and leaves his hive to make the long walk from the top of the mountain he lives on, to one of his friend's hives.

This troll is Kirian Ecanus. He lives on the top of a mountain where he frequently loses power. He's learned to live with it, but sometimes it seems like he only loses power at the most important times. But he's okay with that. He tries not to let things bother him too much. Sometimes he likes to ride on the back of his angel lusus. You often daydream about what it would be like to actually have wings and fly around. But that would be silly! Trolls don't have wings, and they never will. He often comes down from his mountain to FLARP with the other trolls. Other than that, he doesn't hang around many other trolls, so he doesn't know how to react to many social situations. He second-guesses himself a lot.

Are there any trolls near him that he can go to?

[Qaera]

Since CA is being totally lame, it just so happens that Levasi also lives in the mountains, since they are less mainstream than the shore/ocean/plains.

~ ♅

[CrimsonAngel]

Let it be known that he was far too lazy to write that simple sentence. It's less that I asked for, but i'll assume he lets Kirian inside of his hive. Lazy.

Thanks for letting me in, Levasi. Er, you left me outside for a long while, didn't you? I'm not complaining or anything, but it's kind of cold... My power is out again, could you tell the others i'm here and not back at my hive?

[Qaera]

[Alternia, Levasi's Hive, Present]
Yeah, well that's what we do when we're black together, Kirian. Or have you forgotten that? Whatever. You can use my laptop if you need to, and rub yourself with a monkey or something. I'll make some drink I guess, as long as you've never tasted it before.

She gestures him in with a scarf and goes to her kitchen area to make something hot to drink.

~ ♅

[CrimsonAngel]

Um, thanks. I guess. Do you need any help? He lays down on his stomach in front of the laptop and starts surfing the web. Mostly because I can't pester anybody.

[Qaera]

[Alternia, Levasi's Hive, Present]
I've got it.

She grabs a pot of something from the troll-fridge and pours it into some cups. Then she grabs some... twigs? They go in too. Something is ground over it. She walks back to where Kirian is.

Here. Drink it while it's hot.

She tries to look at what your surfing but it's incredibly boring.

So what do you think it is, this time? The power outage, I mean.

She stirs her drink with the twig and then sips it, but it's too hot and she burns her tongue in an adorabloodthirsty manner.

ow.

~ ♅

[HappyBlanket]

[Earth, New York City. Present]
Your name is Uri Fenghuang. You are an artist, and this has already happened.

[Prospit, Moon. Past (a solar eclipse)]
Your name was still Uri Fenghuang, and that has yet to already happen.

In a New York City apartment, a girl in white with hazel eyes lies in the folds of her bed. The pallid sheets wrap about her body like a delicate shell, and with every quiet breath the fabric rises and sinks with life. Within the sheets her knees are bent across her chest, and the charcoal of her hair is sprawled out as if a blackened flame. Her eyelids are softly shut, fluttering like the wings of a bird with the warming touch of a wonderful dream.

In a Prospitian Moon, a girl in gold with viridian eyes is flying.

Her hands clench the window sill, pulling with energy and excitement. She bolts into the sky with eyes wide and arms outstretched, and the luminous flame of her garb streaks across the clouds. A great chain reflects in the emerald pools of her eyes, and with a soft stop she nests herself within a link; her pant legs bend beneath her, and her billowing sleeves come to a rest at her side.

Below her is the Kingdom of Light, and above is it's moon. And above it still is something beautiful; a sphere of blue and white, encircled within magnificent ringlets and loops. It radiates with a pulsing warmth, even as the golden moon moves to encompass it's sight; the beginnings of a Prospitian Solar Eclipse. The clouds were generous today.

[Earth, New York City. Present]
Your name is Uri Fenghuang (that didn't stop being a thing that was true or anything). You are an artist, and this already happened. That is, you remember this happening, at least. You saw it in a cloud. In a dream.

And in the cloud in your dream you had five minutes ago, you have just woken up. Your arms have shifted in your sleep, and they lay outstretched across your bed like the wings of a bird. Your blanket was tossed off, and the creases in your bed resemble a cackling flame, further pouring on the associations between you and a Phoenix. Associations such as your last name, for example; Chinese for "Firebird." You think. That or "August Rooster." Either way, it's Chinese for "Phoenix." You're Chinese.

You rise from the sheets, which slide off your legs and onto the floor in a haphazard clump. The shades have been pulled over the windows, and your room is perpetually dark and lifeless, waiting for the rebirth that may never come. The air conditioner hums endlessly from the whitened wall, droning incessantly as you rouse yourself to something resembling consciousness.

As was mentioned several hundred times before, your name is Uri Fenghuang. You are female, by common consensus, despite Urien being a masculine name. This is of little consequence, however, because most people don't associate "Urien" as a name with male connotations. In fact, they've probably never even heard it. You live in a room inside an apartment in Queens, along with your mother and father, neither of whom are very interesting to you.

You clumsily stumble over various items of interest, most of which aren't very interesting anymore. Paint tubes, tiny basins, dried palattes, and even a few crumbled sheets and canvases. Dried flecks of paint, long forgotten, have encrusted upon the highly inefficient carpeting, occasionally brushing against your toes as you step sleepily to your desk.

Your desk is a wooden affair, with black linings and a smooth white surface. It's tilted somewhat, and at one point found excessive use as a place to paint. Unlike your dream, however, that was very long ago. Nowadays, it simply serves to hold your laptop, which has yet to be shut off from it's previous use.

Clicking lazily on a single icon, you take a moment to look upon an old, dried paintbrush. An artifact of a time long lost. Both sentimental and depressing, hopeful and defeated. With a tired sigh, you make the decision to captchalogue it, if only for the faint memories.

The decision made, an emerald green card with orange grooves appears in the air, and the dry paintbrush enters it's frame. It flashes in acceptance, and both paintbrush and card are instantly lit aflame, burning to cinders in a matter of moments. The ashes coalesce into the shape of an emerald bird's egg, which you catch between your hands as it descends. You feel that the shell is cold, but what lies within is wonderfully warm.

You have the Myrrh Egg fetch modus. Anything you captchalogue is conveniently transformed into the shape of a bird's egg of Myrrh, which you can carry in your pocket with little hassle or concern. The eggs are incredibly durable, and as far as you can tell, unbreakable, except during reactivation. When the stored item is again required, lighting the egg aflame with a lighter will release it's contents immediately, safe and unharmed by impact or flame. Truly an efficient and convenient fetch modus for the savvy fetch modus user.



If only you had a lighter.

Pesterchum blinks to life on your screen, and you log on with the chumhandle "verdantAshes." Perhaps your friends are on.

[Mindfreak]

Be the boy once more.
===>
Earth, Maine, Present
A chat of extreme importance was going on:

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-- technoWizard [TW] began pestering verdantAshes [VA] at 07:41 --
[07:41] TW: Hey
[07:45] VA: ...hello zach... x_x
[07:45] TW: Hey, Uri!
[07:46] TW: Something wrong?
[07:46] VA: nothing much... just tired again...
[07:46] VA: ...oh...
[07:46] TW: I can see...
[07:46] VA: ...we're playing sburb today... aren't we..?
[07:46] TW: Yes, I believe so. Did you get your copy?
[07:47] VA: it will be arriving today.
[07:47] VA: you have your copy.
[07:47] VA: it was in your brother's room... wasn't it?
[07:47] TW: Yup. :I
[07:48] TW: I had to rescue the server disc
[07:48] TW: It was covered in ketchup and musturd and god knows what else
[07:48] VA: ah ha...
[07:48] TW: It's off to the side drying right now.
[07:48] TW: While I'm installing the client disc.
[07:48] VA: And Ilja...?
[07:49] TW: Ilja is installing her client disc as well.
[07:49] VA: oh...! I'm late, I should be getting my own...!
[07:50] TW: Don't forget a lighter.
[07:50] TW: You with your wierd egg modus
[07:50] VA: ...You know...
[07:50] VA: I've had this fetch modus for years now...
[07:50] VA: ...But I've never had a lighter...
[07:50] VA: ...you think this kinda obstacle would be apparent...
[07:50] TW: It makes me wonder if your room is filled with eggs.
[07:51] VA: all of the eggs zach. all of them
[07:51] TW: If you house ever catches on fire
[07:51] TW: You will have everything from years ago.
[07:51] TW: You'll be set.
[07:51] VA: yeah
[07:51] VA: but that'll never happen
[07:51] TW: What happens if you captchalog a cat though.
[07:52] TW: Does it die in the egg?
[07:52] VA: schrodinger's egg
[07:52] TW: What if you put a bomb in the egg, will it destroy the egg?
[07:52] TW: These questions need answering.
[07:52] TW: Oh!
[07:52] TW: I almost forgot.
[07:53] VA: x_x?
[07:53] TW: I got something awesome today. :)
[07:53] VA: ooh...? what?
[07:53] TW: A new pair of glasses. I can use the web through them and they support Pesterchum!
[07:53] TW: I still neeed to assemble them though.
[07:53] VA: sooooo coooool...
[07:54] TW: They look pretty neat.
[07:54] VA: zach, my copy will be arriving in a few seconds...
[07:54] TW: Sweet.
[07:55] TW: Maybe you could be my server? Liz has expressed interest in playing too.
[07:55] VA: i'm going to go downstairs and get it
[07:55] VA: sure
[07:55] TW: I'll wait here.
[07:55] VA: i'll talk to you again... when i've installed it
[07:55] VA: see ya zach...
[07:56] TW: Alright. See ya, Uri. :)

He assembled his new glasses and put them on. He then installed the Sburb client disc and the server disc. He then began to Pester Ilja.
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Back to the Trollmance
===>

[Alternia, Ayakan's Hive, Present]
She's too shocked to kiss back, instead just staring.
Little sentence-starting noises are all that can make it out of her mouth.
She slowly and shakily lowers her her forehead to rest on the other girl's shoulder and doesn't move.

[Alternia, Ayakan's Hive, Present]
Ayakan puts her arms around Querat and holds her.
"Just be lax about it. It'll make sense if you just be lax."

[CrimsonAngel]

Hmm? Are you okay? Kirian sips his glass and winces. Oh.

I'm guessing it's the usual bad connection from being so high up. Maybe I shouldn't have built my castle on the very top of the mountain.

[Beans]

[Alternia, Ayakan's Hive, Present]
Don't tell anyone what just happened.
Swear you won't. SWEAR YOU WON'T.
I was supposed to... I was...
She buries her head in her friend's chest, shaking.
She briefly considers strangling her here and now.
But then she'd be alone for sure.

---

[Earth, Ohio, Present]

Ilja sits at her computer, answering Zach's pesteration.

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AN: hi zach are your disks okay?
TW: Yes. Thankfully.
TW: I found it covered in ketchup and mustard and god knows what else.
AN: ewww your brother is kind of rude sometimes
TW: I don't know what he was planning on doing with it.
TW: Maybe eat it.
TW: I don't know what goes on in his head.
AN: haha
TW: Would you like some more CD sir?
TW: I would be delighted.
AN: ahaha silly
TW: So, did you finish installing your client disc?
TW: I did.
AN: oh okay I'll start now
TW: Sweet.
AN: okay i'm putting it in
TW: Okay.
AN: oh my gosh my mom just called and says she's in the driveway!
TW: I finished assembling my glasses too. I'm talking to you through my eyes.
TW: OH MY GOSH.
AN: i'll let it install while i see her
TW: Don't forget.
AN: i'll switch over to my phone for pesterchum also
TW: Bring your strife.
AN: okay i won't forget
AN: my
AN: uh
AN: ... guitar yeah okay.
TW: You never know.
TW: Things might get too hot to handle.
AN: we have like one per room in this silly house
AN: oh my gosh my mom is here

She switches pesterchum to her phone and runs downstairs to her mother; the tall, dark-haired woman hugs back with a tired smile.
Hiya sweetie... She yawns, lets on autopilot toward the couch. She flops down, Ilja sitting next to her. They don't need to talk at this point. Just being together is enough.

She continues her chat with Zach.

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TW: Did things get too hot to handle?
TW: ((Pesterchum went wierd))
AN: oh not at all
AN: just lots of hugs
TW: That's good. Hugs are nice :)
AN: and now my mom is on the couch 'cause she's tired
AN: and i'm with her here
TW: Ah, okay.
TW: I forget. What does your mom do again?
AN: rockstar essentially. but like... weird rock :p
AN: haha she asked who i'm talking to and i said it was you
AN: she mumbled something about how you sound like an okay guy
AN: well zach you are a mom-certified okay guy. how's it feel? haha
TW: It feels good.
TW: That came out wrong-ish.
AN: not really
TW: Alright.
AN: *shrug* i dunno ahaha
TW: I forget
AN: i bet by the time she falls asleep the client disk will be installed
TW: You have a laptop as well, right?
TW: Along with your desktop?
AN: uh no just my desktop and my phone
TW: I was going to suggest installing Sburb on both your laptop and your desktop.
TW: In case one of them fails.
TW: Anyways.
TW: I finished installing the server disc.
AN: yay
TW: :)
AN: okay mom's asleep now i'll see what's up with my client dealio
TW: Okay.
TW: *Crosses Fingers for it to be done*

Ilja smiles at her sleeping mother and slips away upstairs to her computer, only to meet disappointment.

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AN: sorrry :(
TW: What?
AN: virus apparently
AN: ugghhhhhh this is not nice at all
TW: That is bad.
TW: Do you have anti-virus software?
AN: yeah but i still have to get it going
AN: agh
AN: oh well
AN: how are the others doing with their disks
TW: I haven't checked with everyone. But I believe Uri has hers.
TW: I still need to talk to Liz.
TW: And Pete.
TW: And frostyPanda.
AN: you mean kris haha
AN: he's so boisterous
TW: I like to call him frostyPanda though.
TW: Because it's true. :)
AN: i like all our friends
TW: Yeah. Me too.:)
AN: is uri still putting stuff inside eggs all the time?
TW: Yeah. And she still doesn't have a lighter.
TW: Apparently her house is full of eggs.
TW: Since she has had that fetch modus for years.
TW: We need to send her a lighter.
AN: oh dear how does she function that's so bothersome
TW: *Shrug* Beats me.
AN: should I mail her a lighter right now?
TW: That would be a good idea.
TW: Would help her clear up space.
AN: okay
AN: and it's in the envelope
AN: addressed
AN: and in the box and i put up the red flippy thing
TW: Now she is safe. :)
TW: Or will be.
TW: I imagine her being buried under a mountain of eggs
AN: haha oh nooo poor uri
TW: It's like she's Yoshi. But her eggs don't break.
AN: and she lives in a house full of interesting arty things
TW: Unlike my house.
TW: Full of pictures of Adam Sandler.
AN: and mine full of guitars and
AN: heavy metal albums
AN: and my room is full of dino books and did i tell you what my mom's present for me was earlier?
TW: Wait.
TW: Don't tell me.
TW: Was it something to do with dinosaurs?
AN: yes :)
TW: What exactly was it?
AN: velociraptor tooth in a little case :) :) :)
TW: Nice :)
TW: Oh!
TW: Almost forgot.
AN: ooh
AN: ?
TW: Liz once said something about trolls.
TW: Have you been pestered by any?
AN: i think maybe once
AN: or twice
AN: i don't remember once
TW: Do you remember their chumhandle?
AN: one i think was something about aristotle, the other was something else
AN: possibly brown text for that one
TW: I don't know that one.
AN: but the aristotle lady was rude and made disparaging comments about me :(
TW: One called clawedMaiden talked to me about half a year ago.
TW: She was pretty nice though.
TW: you're also pretty nice. Aristotle was wrong.
AN: that's good
AN: aw thank you :) :)
AN: though the aristotle lady was mostly taking shots at my figure
TW: Anyways. I must go and talk to Liz.
AN: oh okay
TW: Talk to you later?
AN: tell her I said hii and yes talk to you later
TW: :) Bye.
AN: byye :)

She gets down to the business of sorting out her computery things.

[Mindfreak]

[Alternia, Ayakan's Hive, Present]
Don't tell anyone what just happened.
Swear you won't. SWEAR YOU WON'T.
I was supposed to... I was...
She buries her head in her friend's chest, shaking.
She briefly considers strangling her here and now.
But then she'd be alone for sure.

[Alternia, Ayakan's Hive, Present.]
Ayakan can't really tell what is going on with her moirail
"I swear. You just gotta be lax about this though. I thought you wanted this. Guess I'll just have to be lax about it now."
She didn't know how to be comforting but she just kind of hugs/snugs Querat.
---
Zach was about to see if Liz was on, but then he decided to pester Kris.
Zach sees if Kris was on Pesterchum.

[IcemanJRC]

[Earth, Russia, Present]
Here is another boy, his name is Kristopher Lenin.

He has many INTERESTS including the COLLECTING FANCY SANTAS and WRESTLING. He is a true POLITICAL ACTIVIST and has strong OPINIONS regarding EQUALITY and the TREATMENT OF ANIMALS, mainly being that they are PERTINENT ISSUES and both very IMPORTANT. THAT'S PRETTY MUCH IT. However, he is one of the few of his friends who can WRESTLE A BEAR effectively. He is, contrary to the cliche, ACTUALLY KIND OF GOOD AT IT. He likes to keep in contact with his friends through his Pesterchum application.

It just so happens he's got a chum pestering him as we speak.

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-- technoWizard [TW] began pestering frostyPanda [FP] at 13:34 --
[01:34] FP: ?
[01:34] TW: Zach is pestering Kris.
[01:34] TW: I was busy up till now.
[01:34] FP: IC GO
[01:35] FP: ?
[01:35] TW: Kris.
[01:35] TW: Did you get Sburb yet?
[01:35] FP: Yes AND no
[01:35] FP: I HAVE it
[01:35] FP: but I LOST it
[01:35] TW: What!?
[01:36] TW: How did you lose it!?
[01:36] FP: I DO NOT know
[01:36] FP: I THINK it was TAKEN
[01:36] TW: Any idea who took it?
[01:37] FP: I think it was my PET
[01:37] TW: *Sigh*
[01:37] TW: Do you know if Liz got her copy?
[01:38] FP: I am PRETTY SURE
[01:38] FP: HOHOHO
[01:38] FP: I spoke with her EARLIER
[01:38] TW: Did she give you a riddle again?
[01:38] FP: INDEED
[01:39] TW: Were you able to solve it?
[01:39] FP: NO
[01:39] TW: She wields those things like a master.
[01:40] FP: yes she is quite CLEVER
[01:40] TW: She's smart, that one.
[01:40] FP: She is very...
[01:41] TW: Has anyone strange pestered you on Pesterchum?
[01:41] FP: Well. GREAT is the only word I can THINK of.
[01:41] FP: But
[01:41] FP: NOT really
[01:41] FP: NO
[01:41] FP: JUST ONE
[01:41] FP: BUT they STOPPED
[01:42] TW: Did they have weird typing?
[01:42] FP: NO
[01:42] FP: very TIDY and OFFICIAL
[01:42] TW: Huh.
[01:42] FP: no TYPOS or QUIRKS
[01:42] FP: NONE
[01:42] FP: very RESPECTFUL
[01:42] TW: Do you remember his Chumhandle?
[01:43] FP: NO
[01:43] FP: Not really
[01:43] FP: My memory is FADING
[01:43] FP: recentl
[01:43] FP: y
[01:43] FP: HOHOHO
[01:43] FP: Typos
[01:44] TW: Have you decided who will be your Server for the game yet?
[01:44] TW: Game = Sburb
[01:44] FP: UM
[01:44] FP: I would LIKE to server for LIZ
[01:45] FP: If that is OKAY
[01:45] TW: It's okay. I was planning on to server for Ilja.
[01:46] FP: I SEE
[01:46] FP: WHO is going to be ILJAS SERVER?
[01:46] FP: I mean
[01:47] FP: Who will she SERVER FOR
[01:47] FP: Sorry
[01:47] TW: I think she's going to server for me, but I haven't talked to the others yet about it.
[01:48] FP: SERVER for EACHOTHER?
[01:48] TW: It's possible, I think.
[01:48] FP: BUT that would create a CLOSED LOOP
[01:49] FP: Could you still PLAY WITH US?
[01:49] TW: Liz could server for me then.
[01:49] FP: UM...
[01:49] FP: YES
[01:49] FP: I think so
[01:50] TW: So Kris>Liz>Zach>Ilja?
[01:50] FP: YES
[01:51] TW: Then there's still Pete and Uri.
[01:51] FP: UM
[01:51] FP: Pete?
[01:51] FP: I DON'T remeber PETE
[01:52] FP: SORRY
[01:52] TW: His Chumhandle is expectorantMixer?
[01:52] FP: OH
[01:52] FP: YES
[01:53] FP: Would Ilga prefer PETE or URI?
[01:53] FP: Ilja*
[01:53] FP: So many TYPOS today...
[01:53] FP: SO we cen CLOSE the LOOP
[01:53] TW: I think she might prefer Uri.
[01:53] FP: OKAY
[01:54] TW: I haven't asked her about who she wants to server for.
[01:54] FP: I can get to know PETE better then...
[01:54] TW: Yup.
[01:54] TW: It works out perfectly!
[01:55] FP: URI -> PETE -> KRIS -> LIZ -> ZACH -> ILJA?
[01:55] FP: SEEMS ALRIGHT
[01:55] FP: I guess
[01:55] TW: Yup!
[01:55] FP: HOHOHO
[01:55] TW: Though Ilja's computer now has a virus. -.-
[01:56] FP: UM
[01:56] FP: That is BAD
[01:56] TW: It is.
[01:56] TW: Though she's trying to remove it now.
[01:56] FP: GOOD
[01:56] FP: HOHOHO
[01:57] TW: So are you going to go hunt down your pet and get back your copy of Sburb?
[01:57] FP: YES
[01:57] FP: SOON
[01:58] FP: PERHAPS NOW
[01:58] TW: Okay. I still need to message Pete and Liz.
[01:58] FP: Good luck with THAT
[01:58] FP: I will go HUNTING now
[01:58] TW: Bye.
[01:58] FP: FAREWELL
-- technoWizard [TW] ceased pestering frostyPanda [FP] at 13:58 --

Kris: Find that thieving pet.

Indeed.

You'll need to tread carefully around your house. Your vast collection of FANCY SANTAS and your Father's various TROPHIES and his Mother's PICKET SIGNS create a veritable maze through the halls and rooms of your house. You tread careful amongst the pathways, turning corners slowly and scoping out every nook and cranny. You would catch that pesky PET. You know it.

==>

What was that?

A rustle in a pile of boxes. Could it be? Your pet! It is him!

PET: Reveal yourself!

A leap from the pile, your pet has revealed himself. Amongst the pile of boxes you see KLAUS, your pet BEAR CUB. What's that in his mouth? It's your copy of SBURB! Quick! Get it!

Klaus and Kris: STRIFE!

STRIFE SONG

Klaus reared up, his form large and formidable, and let out a billowing roar! Kristopher was unphased, his muscles rippled as he charged his pet, a roar of his own echoeing through the maze of junk.

The bear swipes at the boy, his beefy claw headed straight for Kris' head. A duck! The claw sails over him, and Kris leaps forward to spear tackle the bear. They both go down, an intense rattling of the box towers signals the fall. There on the floor the grapple, Kris holds Klaus pinned, but the bear snaps his jaws threateningly, bucking to rid himself of Kris.

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Kris: You can't shake me Klaus. I've got you down, now where's my disk?
Klaus: RAWR! RAAAAAAAAWR!
Kris: HEY! QUITE!
Klaus: Hmmmmrrmmm.
Kris: That's right. Now go to your room.
Klaus: Hrmmm.

Kris: You just wrestled a bear... What?

Yea. That is a thing that happened. Pretty rad. Now just gotta find that disk. Oh, there it is. Fell underneath that box of FANCY SANTAS.

So that was pretty cool.

Yea. It was.

[Beans]

[Alternia, Ayakan's Hive, Present.]
Ayakan can't really tell what is going on with her moirail
"I swear. You just gotta be lax about this though. I thought you wanted this. Guess I'll just have to be lax about it now."
She didn't know how to be comforting but she just kind of hugs/snugs Querat.

She sort of curls up against herself.
... supposed to be me... s-supposed to..
I don't feel well.
I'm going to go outside for some air.
She sits up, crosier flying to her hand, and pulls away from Ayakan to head for the door.
---
[Earth, Ohio, Present]
Ilja ejects the client disk, popping in an antivirus cleanup disk.
She wonders if any other chums of hers are on...

[AtS]

[Earth, Wisconsin, Present]

Pete: Wake up.

What? He definitely didn't fall asleep listening to music. No, what a scandalous thought.

"Gruhh. Mailshhh hereshh." Pete's DAD grumbles incoherently from the next room.

OH! That's right, that game his friends had been talking about was supposed to come today!

Still, it wouldn't look that cool if Pete were to EXCITEdly skip to the door and rummage through the mail in EXCITEment all while looking very EXCITEd. No, some apathetic finesse was in order.

Pete: Set Pesterchum status to "Chummy"

Pete returns from away on Pesterchum.

[Mindfreak]

[Earth, Maine, Present
===>
Be that Boy again
After talking to Kris, Zach begins to pester Liz.
[SPOILER]
-- technoWizard [TW] began pestering didactDevice [DD] at 14:12 --

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[02:13] TW: Liz, you there?
[02:14] DD: yes
[02:14] DD: i-hurt-all-over-
[02:14] TW: Aunt again?
[02:15] DD: yes-FP-told-me-to-be-brave-and-strong-and-that-I-could-handle-her-this-time-but-i-couldnt-at-least-i-did-get-the-game-though-that-sburb-thing-everyone-has-been-talking-about-so-thats-good
[02:15] TW: Cool.
[02:15] TW: Me and Kris were talking about it.
[02:16] TW: Can you serve for me?
[02:16] TW: I'm going to server for Ilja.
[02:16] TW: And Kris said he'll server for you.
[02:17] DD: sure-that-sounds-like-fun-i-havent-installed-it-yet-thought-so-ill-get-right-on-that-im-sure-this-will-be-awesome-we-are-totally-going-to-win
[02:17] DD: once-we-figure-out-hoiw
[02:18] TW: Yeah, the walkthroughs aren't that detailed.
[02:18] TW: I stopped reading them after a few seconds.
[02:20] DD: i-havent-got-the-chance-to-look-i-might-know-someone-who-might-be-willing-to-help-though-she-can-be-kinda-funny-sometimes-any-edge-would-be-nice-in-the-meantime-how-are-things-going-on-the-homefront
[02:21] TW: Things are actually great here. My dad gave me a pair of glasses that I can use Pesterchum on, and I got the new cooling system for my monster of a computer.
[02:24] DD: that-sounds-awesome-here-let-me-duck-on-to-get-this-game-set-up-then-ill-be-right-back-with-you-no-worrys
[02:25] TW: Alright. I just finished installing the client and server discs.

Zach looked at his computer. Thankfully it had finished with its install process. He sat back in his chair and relaxes. He guesses he could go to the shooting range now, since everyone was doing other things.
He messaged his dad on Pesterchum.

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-- technoWizard [TW] began pestering fatherlyFigure [FF] at 14:33 --
[02:33] TW: Dad?
[02:33] FF: Yes son?
[02:33] TW: Can you bring me to the Shooting Range?
[02:34] FF: Why aren't you playing Sburb?
[02:34] FF: I thought you were waiting forever to get it.
[02:34] TW: Everyone else is doing things, so I want do something while waiting for them to finish.
[02:35] FF: Alright then.
[02:35] FF: I'll bring you.
[02:35] FF: Just grab your pistol and we'll go.
[02:35] TW: Alright!
-- fatherlyFigure [FF] ceased pestering technoWizard [TW] at 14:35 --

He took out his SMITH & WESTON MODEL 27 out of his DESK DRAWER and grabbed the BOX OF AMMO, captchalouging both. He went out of his room and hopped into his dad's car to go to the shooting range. He came back later and jumped into his computer chair. It was relax time. He still had his SMITH & WESTON MODEL 27 captchalouged and the BOX OF AMMO as well.
[Alternia, Ayakan's Hive, Present]
===>
Be that troll girl
Well, Ayakan certainly wasn't expecting this! She had, of course, expected an instant matespirite with Querat. Exactly what she hadn't expected to happen, happened. She laid with her back on her bed and she tried to pester Querat.

[Beans]

[Earth, Ohio, Present]
Ilja starts to pester Pete.

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AN: hi pete are you still being a hipster? :p
EM: Of course not.
EM: I'm never. NEVER. never.
EM: Ever.
EM: Eve.
EM: Even.
EM: How could you say something like that?
EM: I'm hurt, really, I am.
AN: oh i'm sorry :(
AN: i take it back then sorry
EM: like totly srsiouly im cryn rght now
AN: oh noooo
EM: i knw yu have to sy smthing to chrr me up now
AN: um
AN: my mom got me a velociraptor tooth
EM: Damn.
EM: How old is that?
EM: Like, ancient stuff right there.
AN: old
AN: i love dinosaurs :)
EM: Almost as much as I love wordplay and eclectic music.
EM: So, hey, my dad's busy being passed out drunk, sort of.
EM: And, the mail just got here.
EM: What was that game you all have been buzzing about?
EM: Slurb?
AN: sburb silly
EM: Yeah, that one.
AN: zach and kris want for us to all play it
AN: together :)
EM: Wait, can you even do that?
EM: I talked to Zach about it earlier and he said you connect client and server.
EM: Sounds "two player" to me.
AN: i think we could um
AN: like chain it together
EM: Oh, weird.
AN: zach and kris are sort of taking care of that but i remember them saying that
AN: it'd be one big circle thing i think
EM: I guess I'll have to drop one of them a line to git dem deets.
AN: yes
EM: Oh crap.
EM: I'm hungry.
EM: And, like always, there's nothing to eat here but fried eggs and bread.
EM: Why.
EM: Why father, why?
EM: Why must you be such a layabout.
EM: Y U NO BUY ME FOOD?
AN: aww
AN: fried eggs are nice though
EM: Nah, I'm sick of pans.
EM: Cleaning them.
EM: Constantly. They're not the "non-stick" kind, so it takes like, an hour each time you use it.
EM: Charred chicken embryos stuck to the bottom.
EM: :(
AN: eww i think i get the picture and it's not a pretty one
EM: Wait, did I say "chicken"? I totally meant some other, more obscure sort of bird that you've totally never heard of.
EM: So, just imagine that the embryos are so totally out there, man.
AN: oh no are you doing this obscurity thing again
EM: No, of course not. I would never do something like that.
EM: Where do you even SEE that?
EM: like how high do you even have to be to DO something like that
AN: i'm not high :/
EM: bistfump
AN: you have totally and utterly lost me here pete
EM: My bad.
AN: this happens at least once per conversation for us
EM: It is about par for the course, isn't it?
AN: yeah haha
EM: im liek so sry ilja cn u evr forgiv me
AN: ... if you stop typing like that, sure
EM: What, you don't like my online persona?
EM: Have you ever even read my blog?
AN: i try sometimes
AN: i get headaches :(
EM: It's the thought that counts.
AN: yay
EM: Here, check this out: http://cyborgpower.wz.cz/your_soubory/amend.htm
EM: Look how cool that is.
EM: I could just look at it for days on end.
AN: um
AN: hold on
AN: link isn[t working
AN: oh okay now it works
EM: OH.
EM: MY.
EM: GOD.
EM: This one is me.
EM: http://cyborgpower.wz.cz/your_soubor...arthJeebus.gif
EM: Look, he's eating his lightsaber thing.
AN: wow what
AN: i am so
AN: baffled
EM: holy ****s i wsh i cud be him
AN: wow i mean
AN: power rangers arekind of cool and everything but this is a bit much
EM: YOU DARE TO DEFY THE AWESOME AND MIGHTY POWER OF SUPER SENTAI?
AN: ahhh what is with all the yelling
EM: It's supposed to be some sort of "voice of god" thing.
EM: Guess it don't come out so well over the interwebs.
AN: it just comes out as a little bit rude
EM: Then I will amend my ways.
AN: yay that's nice
AN: well um
AN: you should check your mail pete
EM: Yeah, just as soon as I'm done looking through all of these beautiful, beautiful rangers.
EM: There's.
EM: So.
EM: Many.
AN: um
AN: i think i'll leave you to that
AN: i'm going to play my guitar or something while my computer sorts its bits out okay
EM: Yeah.
EM: Hey: Give me lessons some day.
EM: ;_;
AN: okay
EM: I wanna be the musician.
AN: seeya soon pete :) :) :)
EM: Seeya, Ilja

And she would play the guitar if not interrupted...
---

[Alternia, Outside Ayakan's Hive, Present]

The six-legged beast resembled a crocodile.
Well, a crocodile with its gogforsaken head bashed in. Its mustard-colored blood indicated that some lowblood kid just lost a lusus tonight.

It was still twitching.
Her monocle buzzed; her body worked mechanically as her three-pupiled eye operated the internal Trollian program.

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[16:56] -- clawedMaiden [CM] began pestering aristotlePontificate [AP] at 16:56 --
[16:57] CM: Querat!
[16:57] CM: Are you there?
[16:57] AP: what
[16:57] CM: \/\/hat's vvrong?
[16:57] AP: i'm busy
[16:57] AP: it's still twitching
[16:57] CM: THEN HIT IT SO/\/\E /\/\ORE!
[16:58] AP: i Don't nEED you to tEll mE that
[16:58] CM: I knovv that.
[16:59] AP: gog Dammit will you lEavE mE alonE for a minutE hErE woman
[16:59] CM: Relax
[16:59] CM: I just vvant to knovv one thing
[16:59] CM: vvhy do you need nne to be lax about vvhat I did
[17:00] CM: vvhy do you need nne to svvear
[17:00] AP: just
[17:00] AP: just
[17:01] AP: just shut up Dammit
[17:01] AP: shut up shut up shut up shtu up shutu p
[17:03] AP: [COLOR"=seageren"]shut youp shu6 ut stop stop stop stop[/COLOR]
[17:04] AP: to hEll wtih this
[17:04] -- clawedMaiden [CM] ceased pestering aristotlePontificate [AP] at 17:04 --
[17:04] -- clawedMaiden [CM] changed their mood to CHUMMY --
[17:04] -- clawedMaiden [CM] began pestering aristotlePontificate [AP] at 17:04 --
[17:04] CM: ...
[17:04] CM: are you conning back?
[17:05] AP:
[17:05] AP:
[17:05] AP: at
[17:05] AP: Door
[17:05] AP: lEt in
[17:05] AP: tirED
[17:05] CM: \/\/ill you snug vvith nne?
[17:05] CM: Just a question.
[17:05] AP: i'm going to slEEp
[17:06] CM: There, it's unlocked.
[17:06] -- aristotlePontificate [AP] ceased pestering clawedMaiden [CM] at 17:06 --

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[Earth, Ohio, Present]
And a nice young lady is unwillingly trolled.

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MM: Hello.
MM: Human.
MM: Thing.
AN: oh no not this again
MM: Not what?
MM: I am simply here to "troll" you.
AN: i don't like being trolled
MM: I feel I should be offended.
AN: last time i got trolled it was a mean lady who made fun of my figure
MM: Well that is not quite what I will be doing.
MM: That is very disrespectful.
MM: I'm sorry on her behalf.
AN: oh thank you i guess
AN: wait do you know her?
MM: Of course.
MM: She is a friend.
AN: her chumhandle was aristotle something so if you'd tell her to be more polite sometime
AN: i'd very much appreciate it :)
MM: Sadly it is not my place to tell her.
MM: She is of a higher blood.
MM: You could tell her yourself though.
AN: i suppose i'll have to
AN: if she ever bothers me again
AN: so er
MM: Yes?
AN: mr. mounty troll person
MM: That is me.
AN: what did you want to talk/troll about?
MM: Oh. Right.
MM: Um.
MM: I don't know.
MM: I think I'm just supposed to be rude to you...
MM: But.
MM: That is not in my nature.
AN: i'm glad it's not
MM: I think I may have failed in this attempt...
AN: hm
MM: Ummm...
MM: Well.
AN: i think it's better to be polite than to be rude
MM: Yes.
MM: But my comrades disagree.
AN: oh, don't tell me... most
AN: if not all
AN: of them are
AN: of "higher blood" or something?
MM: Yes.
MM: Most.
MM: Actually.
MM: I think all of them...
MM: Yes. All of them actually.
MM: And I am obligated to obey them.
AN: that is unfortunate
MM: So prepare to be "trolled".
MM: Ahem.
AN: oh noooo
MM: You are not very bright. You're human form is weak. You lack confidence and have a composure akin to a small rodent.
MM: I am sorry I said those things.
MM: Wait.
MM: No. I'm not supposed to apologize.
AN: that was mean, but thanks for apologizing
MM: Sorry.
MM: Wait.
MM: Not sorry.
MM: Um.
MM: Perhaps I should go...
AN: it was
AN: on average
AN: kind of nice talking to you
MM: Thank you.
MM: I feel the same.
MM: But I don't think I should've said that...
MM: Um.
AN: i hope none of your "superiors" or whatever give you any trouble
MM: I'm leaving now.

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[Alternia, Ayakan's Hive, Present]
Clothes in the washer, check.
Crosier in the corner, checkacheck.

The nude troll stumbles to the bed and crawls under the covers.
Asleep before she hit thepillow.