[identity profile] spaceseer.livejournal.com
CURRENT mirageSleuth [CMS] opened memo on board sup.

CMS: uh...
CMS: hey
CMS: dont worry i already read everything...
CMS: that was important
CMS: what i want to know is if...
CMS: there is a troll called melier here
CMS: hes supposed to be dead
CMS: but maybe hes alive here
CMS: so if anyone thats here can answer me id like to...
CMS: know
CMS: its kinda important
CMS: i wont be surprised if hes not though
CMS: the game sucks...
CMS: and does stupid crap like that
CMS: hes my moirail
CMS: if hes not here...
CMS: hey
CMS: im meleon
CMS: if theres anyone still here
CMS: answer me
CMS: id like to know if there is
CMS: i dont wanna type all this only...
CMS: for no one to respond
CMS: but i guess i gotta type it all anyway
CMS: no other way to know if someones gonna respond
CMS: ok i know im rambling now
CMS: just let me know if theres someone here and its cool
CMS: its kinda nice here too
CMS: not as cool as the session i had going on
CMS: but seriously if youre there melier you gotta answer me
CMS: or else i dont know whatll happen
CMS: im waiting...
[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] 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] 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] ancientcatalyst.livejournal.com
You resent that! You aren't snooty or a jerk (yes you are), you're just in a bad mood because you somehow ended up in what appears to be the LAND OF ASS AND STUPIDITY. Meaning, not your awesome LAND OF INK AND DUST and certainly not one of your comrades' lands, either.

You have tripped over five turtles so far and it is starting to get on your nerves.

==> See what all this fuss is about

You think you will. You take a seat on a nearby turtle and open a memo.

CURRENT ancientCatalyst [CAC] RIGHT NOW opened memo on board bluh bluh board name who the fuCk Cares.

CAC: So, I have some serious Concerns here.
CAC: What the fuCk happened to my land?
CAC: Why is it all dis9ustin9 and murky and where the fuCk did the turtles Come from?
CAC: It was the land of ink and dust and fuCkin9 awesome vulture Consorts, not the land of 9run9e and u9ly and stupid turtles.
CAC: I swear, if I find out someone thou9ht it would be funny to 9litCh my land, I will personally hunt you down and shove my staff so far up your nook that you'll be vomittin9 ma9iC and rainbows.
CAC: I mean, I'm not your fuCkin9 fearless leader or whatever, but I do expeCt some Common Courtesy!


FUTURE ancientCatalyst [FAC] 0:26 HOURS FROM NOW responded to memo.

FAC: Chill the fuCk out.
CAC: Oh my 9o9 I do not need this ri9ht now.
FAC: FuCk, just
FAC: Stop aCtin9 like an entitled blueblood for two seConds, okay?
FAC: You're embarrassin9 us.
CAC: Someone pulls shit like this and you expeCt me to be all sorts of flowers and sparkly horned hoofbeasts?
FAC: Nobody pulled any shit, oh my 9o9.
FAC: There was just some Crazy time/spaCe shenani9ans, I 9uess.
FAC: But I know you won't believe me. So in about half an hour, when you are future you and are havin9 this Conversation with past you, who is Currently present you, think baCk on this and realize what a fuCkin9 dipshit past you was.
FAC: Do this for me. You. Whatever.


CAC banned FAC from responding to memo.

CAC: U9999h.
CAC: Anyway, some fuCkin9 answers would be 9reatly appreCiated, before I have to start the afore-mentioned staff-up-the-nook shit.
CAC: SpheriCal bounCin9 amusement produCer is in your Court, nook-sniffers.
[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] 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.
[identity profile] aurifextemporis.livejournal.com
You're giving it your best attempt, but the Forgemaster is unavailable for finding at this point in the game!

You don't know that, though, so you'll continue to look. If anyone would know how to light the Forge, he would; and that, as far as you can tell, is the most important goal at present. You're giving your planet a thorough searching, using time travel to speed the process, so you may be in several places at any given moment.

Presently, several of you are flitting about the catacombs of the planet, hoping to find a clue of some sort.



PAST avisUnalloyed [PAU] 1:00 HOURS AGO opened public transtimeline bulletin board asdf.

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PAU 1:00 HOURS AGO opened memo on board asdf.

PAU: I;ve had a thought
PAU: Can anyone who reads this memo tell me what you know about the Denizens
PAU: I thought it might be useful to aggregate what information we collectively possess
PAU: Has anyone encountered theirs
PAU: & if so, how, & where
PAU: & what was their disposition
PAU: Friendly
PAU: Hostile
PAU: Something in between, perhaps
PAU: Even if you have not, you may have obtained information from your sprites or your consorts
PAU: Anything you can provide would be appreciated
PAU: My consorts have made vague reference to a Forgemaster
PAU: I presume he may be pertinent to our present goals on LOGAF
PAU: Assuming I can find him


FUTURE avisUnalloyed [FAU] 0:30 HOURS FROM NOW responded to memo.

FAU: Alright then
FAU: Feel free to keep responding
FAU: But here is the information I was able to obtain from this memo
FAU: For the reference of anyone who reads this:
FAU: Interaction with Denizens required for completion of session
FAU: Nature of interaction: Unknown
FAU: Disposition: extremely hostile initially
FAU: Mollification possible, once certain conditions are satisfied
FAU: Extremely powerful, unwise to confront while hostile
FAU: Continuity of Denizens between sessions possible, extent & nature unknown
FAU: Common factors known: Echidna likely correlates with the Forge;s planet, probably always that of the Hero of Space
FAU: Hephaestus is another recurring figure
FAU: Likely one and the same with the Forgemaster
FAU: Needs the Forge to be relit for some purpose
FAU: Correlation with the Hero of Time: Likely, but need confirmation


((Open for memo responses, or in-person encounters for anyone on LODAM. :DD Future Gildre will be continuing to add any information she obtains from others to this memo, so the contents of the above memo may shift.))
[identity profile] solarsignatus.livejournal.com
So after a disastrous chat with a couple of hormonal wrigglers, you've found yourself in dire need of some way to get rid of all this excess killing rage. Because cathartic as it would be, no one's really deserved slow torturous death yet, and you've got other things to worry about. So you found a gate and hopped through.

===>Choke on dust.

It's kind of inevitable! This place is covered in it, and you're not sure how landlubbers deal with this all the time.

But there are Imps here.

===>Murder some imps.

That you can do with extreme prejudice, but it's not really helping and now there's gunk all over your clothes. This is disgusting.

CURRENT solarSignatus [CSS] RIGHT NOW opened memo QUERY
CSS: ...Alright, I need to ask.
CSS: ...Because I've been here for a while now.
CSS: ...I think this is gildre's land?
CSS: ...Do you actually have consorts or is this just an endless sea of dust, imps and more dust forever?
CSS: ...Because I think the dust is managing to captchalogue itself now.
CSS: ...And sentient dust is the last thing I need today.
[identity profile] astravisolmis.livejournal.com
Astravi Solmis: Continue freezing to death.

You can't do that! You're suddenly rather warm.

Astravi Solmis: Bother to open eyes.

No. You have long since made a decision to keep your eyes closed. It's not as if there's anything to look at but snow, and you are developing an intense hatred for snow. Snow would be your kismesis, if only you had a way to rival it. You wonder if this makes your coat an auspitice, but resist the temptation to start talking to inanimate objects.

Astravi Solmis: Sneeze.

The dust gets in your chitinous windtube and you proceed to sneeze, forcing your eyes open.

===>


Current lingeringExasperated (CLE) RIGHT NOW opened public transtimeline bulletin board ...Sweep unknown..

CLE RIGHT NOW opened memo on board ...Sweep unknown..

CLE: ...Dust is not a welcome replacement of snow..
CLE: ...Excepting that anything would be a welcome replacement of snow..
CLE: ...Except horrorterrors, none of those. That would be entirely unnecessary..
CLE: ...And of course, I have probably doomed myself to that now..
CLE: ...I insist that sopor slime and a large meal be provided, if this is going to continue..
CLE: ...And my lusus, too..
CLE: ... ... ...
CLE: ...My lusus when she was alive, not a nightmarish zombie puppet not dissimilar to what I see when I sleep..
CLE: ...Also, make her able to talk..
CLE: ...And fly..
CLE: ...I'm only going to respond to this false new environment when all of the above arrive..

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