[identity profile] desirenhate.livejournal.com
[There is a rumble throughout all the planets, and a series of strange flashes, green, white, and red, throughout the sky.

All about the lands, strange things will appear, scattered about- Imps with strange prototypings, or consorts from Lands that never came to this session. They look just as confused about it as you.

From the Land of Frost and Fire, a much larger light easily visible from anywhere else in the session builds up. There are short bursts of deep purple, and defying all comprehension, black light, from it as well. But before too long, without much fanfare, it all simply fades away, leaving a ghastly darkness, and an enraged scream from a voice some in this session will know well.

Soon, both the darkness and the scream fade, leaving nothing past these strange new creatures to show it had ever happened. Except for one more thing: A troll girl has now left her hive in a highblooded rage, hunting through all of the gates. She has a large hunting spear, and is leaving a trail of monsters and consorts in her wake, as she seeks something stronger...]


(Boss fight post! Agnira is berserked and attacking everything mindlessly. Let me know if you want a character death or wounding or to get away completely unharmed, and enjoy the carnage!

And as a note, canon characters are now officially playable.)
[identity profile] harriedcaitiff.livejournal.com
HC: Examine surroundings.

You’d love to, but you’re finding it rather hard to see. There’s dust on the ground, dust in the air, dust coating your carapace and pulling into your lungs every time you breathe. You clutch FA a little tighter, suddenly nervous. This is not where you remember going to bed last night.

You flick on your ANTIQUATED COMMUNICATIONS DEVICE, hoping the light will help you see your surrounding a little better. Instead, what you see on the screen stops you in your tracks. There are names there, a long list of unfamiliar handles scrolling down the device.

Oh. Oh wow.

Could you have found an exile’s settlement?

Fingers shaking, you quickly pull up your own CUMBERSOME TYPING INTERFACE.


CURRENT harriedCaitiff [CHC] RIGHT NOW opened public transtimeline bulletin board IS ANYONE THERE?

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CURRENT harriedCaitiff [CHC] RIGHT NOW opened memo on board IS ANYONE THERE?

CHC: Hello?
CHC: Is there anyone there?
CHC: I don’t mean to pry, of course, but it seems my communications device is in contact with the devices of others.
CHC: And unless it has chosen a spectacularly creative way to malfunction on me, I have reason to believe you may in fact exist.
CHC: Unless of course I have gone insane, and these names are merely a figment of my imagination.
CHC: Which I would find rather unfortunate! I sincerely hope you are real.
CHC: If you aren’t, though, please don’t feel obligated to hold a conversation with me.
CHC: That would be rather bizarre.
CHC: But if you do exist, I would greatly enjoy holding a conversation with you!
CHC: I can’t imagine I’m any good at it after all this time, but nonetheless.
CHC: Er.
CHC: I believe I’ll stop talking now.

CHC closed memo.



You sit back, clutch FA to your chest, and wait.
[identity profile] diplomalice.livejournal.com
==> Niccis: Be bored.

You are bored.

So very. Very bored.

Were there anyone from your session here, they would all be making themselves as scarce as possible to not wind up the ones on the wrong end of your attempts to entertain yourself. Unfortunately, none of them are here, so you cannot fall back on your usual methods. There is a bright side, however- they are not here, but other players are. Players you have not yet had a chance to toy with. You are fairly certain that you will manage to lure at least one or two of them in- and that's all you need to get started, really.

So you deliberate: what should you do to try and get their attention?

==> Play the damsel in distress.

You are not entirely sure what that concept entails, but you are fairly certain that no troll would fall for it- and if they did, they'd probably only try to cull you. Honestly, how absurd.

==> Monologue your woes at a consort/inanimate object.

...is a little productivity really too much to ask for here?

==> Play the Nice Troll. Earn their trust.

Ah, now that might work- after all, none of them really know you all that well, and it's been a while since you pulled out the old willing shoulder bit. Why not? Acting, at least, is quite entertaining.


CURRENT desolateEmissary [CDE] RIGHT NOW opened public transtimeline bulletin board OPERATION GET UNPARADOXSTUCK.

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CDE RIGHT NOW opened memo on board OPERATION GET UNPARADOXSTUCK.

CDE: ...this might be a bit intrusive...
CDE: ...hΦwever with the lack Φf ΦptiΦns I feel I must ask...
CDE: ...hΦw many Φf yΦu have mΦirails...
CDE: ...and hΦw many have mΦirails that aren't here...
CDE: ...I ask because there's a fair number Φf highblΦΦds...
CDE: ...and withΦut mΦderation it cΦuld get...
CDE: ...cΦmplicated...
CDE: ...nasty, even...
CDE: ...hΦwever if anyone is inclined...
CDE: ...I'm willing tΦ lend an ear if it's needed...
CDE: ...nΦ matter what the issue...
CDE: ...if memΦs are tΦΦ public...
CDE: ...I'm Φn LΦGAF...
CDE: ...that is all...
[identity profile] ribbonrevenge.livejournal.com
Your name is Cate and boy are you frustrated. Killing imps only helps so much too. Right now that's exactly what you're doing though. Killing as many imps as you can get your hands on.

You really haven't been paying attention to time since you entered this new session but you have been thinking a lot. Mostly about your family and teammates. Your family is dead and your teammates are as good as dead. What's making you so angry? You feel responsible for all the bad things that have happened, even though that makes no sense. Oh well. You find killing imps a little relaxing. You should probably get some new weapons though. These ones aren't very strong.

You might want to get some interaction with something other than imps too. Who knows. You might go crazy otherwise.
[identity profile] inevitableends.livejournal.com
You are entirely unamused with the current situation. This is not exactly something you are foreign to, because you spend much of your time completely unamused with a great deal of things, but this perhaps wins, which is saying a lot given what had just happened to you before you ended up here.

But now you are precariously balanced on a glass platform, soaked to the skin and trying not to get struck by lightning, and with a headache from reading the backlog. Plus everything else.

--> Might as well introduce yourself.

You don't really want to talk to anyone, but you might as well, since you're stuck here with them for the foreseeable future. It is only the sensible thing to do.


CURRENT inevitableEnding [CIE] RIGHT NOW opened memo on board Hello

CIE: Hello.
CIE: I'm certain that you've all heard a number of variants on this so far,
CIE: So I will not waste your time any further with unnecessary rambling.
[identity profile] desirenhate.livejournal.com
CURRENT chilledCircuitry [CCC] opened memo on board OPERATION GET UNPARADOXSTUCK.

CCC: okay
CCC: looks like weve dragged in enough
CCC: or
CCC: ive dragged in enough
CCC: s noms gonna insist
CCC: that th frog huntin
CCC: cn probly get along fine without me
CCC: so im gonna go back t workin full-time
CCC: on tryin t fix this program
CCC: an hopefully
CCC: send th nonspace players back
CCC: but t do that
CCC: i need t figure out what went wrong
CCC: i noticed
CCC: th program seems t be grabbin everyone
CCC: out f certain sessions
CCC: r near it
CCC: so
CCC: should figure out
CCC: why those sessions
CCC: was there anythin weird in your sessions
CCC: or unique
CCC: f theres a pattern t th error
CCC: i cn probly do somethin
CCC: so
CCC: tell me bout your sessions
[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
zealousVisionary
[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.]
[identity profile] ribbonrevenge.livejournal.com
CURRENT graciousDivulger [CGD] RIGHT NOW opened public transtimeline bulletin board Hello?

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CGD RIGHT NOW opened memo on board Hello?

CGD: Okay.
CGD: My name’s Cate.
CGD: I have this feeling that my names not going to mean anything two whoever reads this.
CGD: I’m checking to see if anyone from my session is wherever here is.
CGD: If any of you guys our please message me.
CGD: If you don’t know me feel free to introduce yourself.
CGD: I like meeting new people. :)
[identity profile] diplomalice.livejournal.com
...attentiΦn all Derse dreamers...
...it appears Derse's agents are attacking consorts...
...at least Φn LOGAF...
...I will plan tΦ...
...investigate...


...if anyone wΦuld care tΦ come...
...I will be heading tΦward the castle...
[identity profile] ironicicon.livejournal.com
CURRENT analogueEqualizer[CAE] RIGHT NOW opened public transtimeline bulletin board FUCK THIS NOISE.

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CAE RIGHT NOW opened memo on board FUCK THIS NOISE.

CAE: sweet Jesus Mary Joseph and his Technicolor Dreamcoat boys and girls
CAE: lemme see if I got this fucking situation right so I don’t have to keep myself guessing if this bullshit is even for real for any longer than I gotta
CAE: you brats fucked up and got your space player killed
CAE: and somehow this shitty little program you got running
CAE: is hauling in poor unsuspecting dumbasses plus yours truly in left and right
CAE: like a goddamn black hole of rampant bullshit and inconvenience
CAE: and as far as I can figure it we’re all stuck here until we make you guys that fucking not-really-metaphorical universe frog
CAE: so you fucknubs can get the fuck right on with your session and not die a hideous death via paradox space
CAE: because you can’t handle a little doom
CAE: well la-dee-fucking-da
CAE: cry me a river build yourselves a bridge and get the fuck over it
CAE: I’m not even a player dumbshits good job
CAE: what the fuck am I supposed to do the entire time I’m here
CAE: host fucking dance parties for whatever retarded little consorts you have on these planets
CAE:
CAE:
CAE:
CAE: why the fuck not it’s not like I got anything better to do
CAE: shit let’s have a rave
[identity profile] colorcheer.livejournal.com
CURRENT rainbowRoad [RR] RIGHT NOW opened public transtimeline bulletin board Introductions!
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CRR RIGHT NOW opened memo on board Introductions!

CRR: Transtimeline bulletin board...
CRR: Did Pesterchum always have those?
CRR: Guess it doesn't matter!
CRR: Hi everyone!
CRR: I guess some of you already know me, but for those of you who don't!
CRR: My name's Iris!
CRR: I thought, since we're working together here, we should do introductions!
CRR: It's easier to work with people you know well, right?
CRR: So, let's start!
CRR: Oh, I guess I already did, huh...
CRR: Whoops!
CRR: Oh well, let's try again! I'm Iris Klein, and I'm my session's Thief of Skill!
CRR: Oh, but that doesn't mean I'll be stealing anything here!
CRR: I don't steal, I promise!
CRR: Anyway, what about all of you?
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[personal profile] paradoxconsort
[The planet's entrance is the gates, a soft blue light surrounded by a tower of house. Galeru’s house seems to provide the only light around, leaving the area outside of its glow almost impossible to see through.



This land is shrouded in eternal night and its surface is covered by a layer of water an inch deep, reflections appearing more like shadows in the faint starlight. The endless flat plains are broken only by large, empty channels and a few great, solitary islands of limestone. Upon close inspection, these monoliths appear to be the source of the water and are where the planet’s very shy, but very territorial crayfish consorts can be found. There is an overwhelming sense of emptiness and silence.

The only way you're going to find anything, it seems, is to get down and explore.]


[OOC: Event completed! Thanks for participating.]
[identity profile] falseflagged.livejournal.com
CURRENT informativeInfiltrator [CII] RIGHT NOW opened public transtimeline bulletin board where are You now?.

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CII: RIGHT NOW opened memo on board where are You now?.
CII: okay, so. as I type this, Cass is exploring around Us.
CII: which I guess leaves Me to ask where the Rest Of Us have gotten off to?
CII: can any of You see this?


CURRENT fortunateConclusion [CFC] RIGHT NOW responded to memo.

CFC: hi cody!
CFC: i can see you!
CFC: uh in real life too i mean so look over here hey hey hey listen
CFC: to your left!

CII: I know You can see this and Me, Cass.
CII: I was more hoping Iris or Rory or Taja, You know, The Others would notice this.
CII: or hell, I was just wondering if Anyone Besides Us can see this.

CFC: good idea lets have a party and invite everyone!
CFC: whose coming

CII: You know what?
CII: sure. let’s call it a party.
CII: Everyone Who Can See This is Invited.
CII: We’re in some dilapidated iron tower in a place that looks like a bad metal album.
CII: so come on by.
CII: just let Us know here first, okay?
CII: or, You know, just say anything here period.
CII: I’d really like to believe We’re not The Last People Alive In This Session.

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