[identity profile] yourgift.livejournal.com
CURRENT sapphireChorus [CSC] RIGHT NOW opened memo on board CHIRP.

CSC: okay
CSC: i need to know
CSC: what the chirp♪
CSC: hell is~ going on here?
CSC: i was~ in the middle of s~omething you know
CSC: a quick ans~wer is the bes~t right now
CSC: i will chirp♪
CSC: ques~tion whoever ans~wers~ this~ next
CSC: but really
CSC: all this dus~t or chirp♪
CSC: whatever it is~
CSC: its~ getting pretty annoying
CSC: if this~ is~ chirp♪
CSC: what i think it is~ chirp♪
CSC: a very bad joke i will not hes~itate to chirp♪
CSC: hurt s~omeone chirp♪
CSC: ugh
CSC: now my feathers are all ruffled



Your name is Aldara Aiolos and you are very flustered. More flustered than you really should be. Currently you are taking shelter in some ruins from all this dust. It’s disgusting and as soon as you get a response you are ditching this land for some other land if it exist. For now you will play with your hair hoping that someone responds.
[identity profile] astravisolmis.livejournal.com
This week has not been very enjoyable for you. The injury of your sessionmates has only proven what you already knew to be a fact: that EVERYTHING HATES YOU AND YOUR COMPANIONS.

Also, that the original players aren't to be trusted.

But the private request of Drilla for something to warm her has driven you to leave the protection of the RUINS in the LAND OF DUST AND MEMORIES.

You are carrying a pile of knitted scarves and blankets across LODAM and through THE LAND OF WOOD AND PYRAMIDS.

You are about as unnoticeable as a 6'0 troll in a black coat walking across deserts can be, which is to say:

Not at all.
[identity profile] awkwardtrolltle.livejournal.com
You decide that it is time to reopen the private memo your session has been using for plotting. It is private, so you know there's no chance of anyone but the five of you that are currently in this session to use it. You hope, at least. It would really suck if anyone figured out your plans before you could put them in motion.

CAC: Hello sessionm^tes.
CAC: I w^nted to let you know th^t I ^m beginning to he^l.
CAC: I ^lso w^nted to check up on everyone, ^s well, to see how you ^ll ^re doing.
CAC: If ^nyone is out of our tempor^ry hive ^s well right now, ple^se try to bring b^ck something w^rm.
CAC: I ^m h^ving a problem getting w^rm ^g^in.
[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] 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] parasolvere.livejournal.com
CURRENT opalescentParasol [COP] RIGHT NOW opened public transtimeline bulletin board Pardon me.

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COP RIGHT NOW opened memo on board Pardon me.

COP: If I may have your attention for a moment
COP: I appear to have been misplaced
COP: Rather, stolen
COP: Mind you, this is not a cry for help
COP: Rather
COP: This is a command
COP: An order
COP: Release me
COP: this
COP: instant
COP: Certainly, one of you fools has the ability to do so
COP: I know that you can hear me
COP: Do you know who I am?
COP: This Land
COP: is
COP: filthy
COP: I wish to leave
COP: Respond, or the consequences shall be dire
[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
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] 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] awkwardtrolltle.livejournal.com
CURRENT aquaticCultivator [CAC] RIGHT NOW opened public transtimeline bulletin board Hello?.

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CAC RIGHT NOW opened memo on board Hello?

CAC: Hello?
CAC: If ^nyone c^n re^d this, ple^se ^nswer.
CAC: I don't w^nt to be by myself.
CAC: Not ^fter everything th^t h^ppened.
CAC: I will be very upset if no one ^nswers me!
CAC: I'm not freezing ^nymore, ^nd I will not h^ve everyone else freezing ^s well.
CAC: Why ^ren't you ^nswering?
CAC: Did I get here by myself?
CAC: There ^re ^ lot of interesting things, ^t le^st.
CAC: I h^ve not seen ^nything like this before!
CAC: This l^nd is ^ lot different th^n ^nything th^t we h^d before.
CAC: The consorts ^re different, too.
CAC: ...
CAC: There is ^ lot of dust here.
CAC: I h^ven't seen this much dust in one pl^ce before.
CAC: It's still better th^n where I w^s.
CAC: Is ^nyone going to ^nswer?
CAC: I ^m going to be here in c^se someone w^nts to spe^k.
CAC: So if someone could s^y something soon, I would ^ppreci^te it.
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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.]

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