[identity profile] astravisolmis.livejournal.com
CURRENT lingeringExasperated [CLE] began pestering smilingExplorer.
CURRENT lingeringExasperated [CLE] began pestering aquaticCultivator.
CURRENT lingeringExasperated [CLE] began pestering raveCultivator.

CLE: ...are you there..?
[identity profile] explorings.livejournal.com
You are now building a wagon! Not one of these silly small ones, you're build one of the bigs ones that have to be drawn by hoofbeasts. You have decided you have plenty of time on your hands, and it has been far too long since you've last seen one. Your wagon was practically your hive, before SGRUB and everything.

So with wood you have gathered from LOWAP, you are now constructing one for yourself. God knows how this thing you're even building is going to be sturdy, since it doesn't really look like it, but you're building it the way you remember you did when you were a wriggler.

You are also online as smilingExplorer, but whoever wants to have have a chat with you there is going to have to wait a bit until you realize you're being pestered.
[identity profile] zealvis.livejournal.com
You have already entered the session of doom! Now you just have to figure out where in the world you are. And which world you're on, for that matter. Yup, looks like just a bunch of trees to you. Maybe you're back home. Oh wait, home was completely destroyed by meteors.

==> Pick up stick.

It's not the DEUS XYPHOS but it will have to do. At least now you have a weapon more suited to your current rung on the echeladder. You allocate it to your strife specibus for now.

==> Explore.

Augh all this sand is getting into your shoes. Your wings need to hurry up and grow already.

Wait maybe that's a bad thing to wish for. Oh well. It's bound to happen sooner or later. For now you should try to find your friends.

You are currently online as
[identity profile] astravisolmis.livejournal.com
[You are a six sweeps old teal-blooded troll named NOMSHU PENSYS, one of the original session trolls. You are on the LAND OF STORM AND GLASS, grumpily slithering and skidding across the platforms. Occasionally you fire arrows at the albatross consorts that mock you from the sky, but the wind snatches away any arrows before you can have delicious SENTIENT CLUCKBEAST MEAT.

These arrows may fall in the direction of other players on the land. You do not care.

You are online as balefulAcrylic.]

[You are an eight sweeps blue-blood named ASTRAVI SOLMIS, a questionably sane import from a failed session. You are on the LAND OF DUST AND MEMORY and you stand out against the landscape like a six foot troll in heavy winter clothing. Which, of course, you are.

Despite being nocturnal like all good trolls, you are warily and grudgingly exploring the different ruin entrances under the hot sun. It is a good thing you have a hood.

You are online as lingeringExasperated.]

[You are a strange pink-haired human named CASSANDRA IVATHOLL, a fifteen year old on the land of IRON AND SHROUDS. You are sitting on the top of a crumbled iron tower, and if someone passes by, you yell and scream HELLO in a high-pitched, squealing register more suitable for calling dogs. You are not having any problems with the Raven Consorts thanks to your sharing of food.

You are online as fortunateConclusion.]


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