==> start game and withhold panic [venn]

[lelia]

==> start game and withhold panic

Your name is LELA WINDOR and you literally JUST WENT THROUGH THIS.

While you would repeat the actions of introductions in other circumstances, you wish to cut things a little short due to the fact that WEIRD METEOROIDS are wreaking havoc outside your house. You wish to start the game as a client player rather than server in order to see if the action will STOP THOSE THINGS. But deep down you know it probably wont work, yet you wont admit such a thing willingly.

Instead you hustle your cats together, grab your laptop, and head to the balcony. To keep a better eye on those things as you contact your team member Venn.

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-- uncannyAuxiliatrix[UA] began pestering vociferousCryptid [VC] at ??:?? --

UA: venn.
UA: are you present.
UA: i wish to start the game. the disc has been loaded on my end for awhile.
UA: hello.

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==> VC: load game

You have just ACQUIRED THE GAME and have RAN UP THE STAIRS to install your copy. You eagerly extract the discs.

==> extract discs

You do so.

Eagerly.

==> make this happen

You INSERT THE SERVER DISC into your COMPUTER'S DVD DRIVE.

A bunch of NONSENSICAL INSTALL DATA shows up on your screen. Hoo boy you hope this isn't gonna take too long.

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-- vociferousCryptid [VC] replied to uncannyAuxiliatrix [UA] at ??:??--
VC: yeah !'m here lela!
VC: JUST !NSTALL!NG THE GAME NOW
VC: UGH UGH UGH HURRY
VC: OH MY GOD ! SWEAR ! W!LL GET TH!S SHOW ON THE ROAD AS SOON AS THE D!SCS LOAD

[lelia]

==> UA: watch cats

Why in the world would you do such a thing? There are certainly MUCH BETTER WAYS to pass your meager amount of time on earth, and you've already stared at your glorious furred pets countless times before!

Yet you sneak a GLANCE THEIR WAY anyway, and find that they all seem to be in one spot, transfixed by the multitude of rocks flying from space and interrupting your earth. Tacking them off your THINGS TO WORRY ABOUT list, you return your attention to your phone and find that Venn has replied to you.

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UA: yes load discs.
UA: with haste please.

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==> VC: examine layout

You TOTALLY WOULD if this gosh-darn game would load already!

You watch the screen eagerly. Your eyes do not flicker from it for a second.

You are in INTENSEMODE right now.

The game loads! You are OVERWHELMED WITH EXCITEMENT.

You see an interface, and the ENTIRETY OF LELA'S ROOM. Those are some cute cats!

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VC: oh man ! can see you!
VC: TH!S !S SO COOL!
VC: H! LELA!
VC: ! l!ke your cats!
VC: anyway, let's GET TH!S SH!ND!G STARTED
VC: looks l!ke ! can cl!ck on stuff
VC: and there's a bunch of !tems
VC: lemme see!

Venn brought his cursor over one of Lela's books--wanted to pick something that wouldn't be hurt or potentially harmful, to be safe--and clicked. It worked! He picked it up and moved it around a bit before setting it back down. He looked through the menus available to him, and saw that there were a number of cursors available. Select, Revise, and Deploy. He clicked on the "Revise" cursor and looked for something unimportant to revise. Then he thought better of it. This was Lela's room after all! It wouldn't exactly be polite to go about modifying the dimensions without her input. Then he looked at his other options.

"Phernalia Registry." He had no idea what that was, so he clicked on it and found himself presented by a number of devices. He clicked on one with the DEPLOY cursor.

VC: okay
VC: !'m gonna deploy someth!ng called a TOTEM LATHE
VC: any !dea where ! should put !t?
VC: ! don't wanna go MESS!N' UP YOUR ROOM ON YOU

[lelia]

==> UA: ponder placement

But first you WAVE in the direction of what you hope is Venn. Else-wise you would seem rather RUDE.

Than you head over to a corner of your room, clearing away a few scattered books. After looking over the corner you determine that it SHOULD BE GOOD ENOUGH room before going back to your previous position.

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UA: thank you. i like my cats as well.
UA: you can place it in the space i cleared. i also dont mind if you mess with anything.
UA: just do it in a way that wont disturb my parental unit please.

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==> VC: deploy phernalia

You start with the TOTEM LATHE. You deploy it at the LOCATION INDICATED BY LELA.

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VC: h! lela!
VC: okay there !t !s
VC: why don't you t!nker around w!th !t or someth!ng?
VC: check out WHAT'S UP
VC: actually, you've already been through TH!S OLD SONG AND DANCE BEFORE, R!GHT?
VC: so as ! set about DEPLOY!NG THESE DEV!CES
VC: maybe you could g!ve me adv!ce and stuff!

There were a few other items that, as far as he could see, wouldn't take any of the game's currency, "grist," to deploy. The first was the Cruxtruder. Since he was feeling a LITTLE EXCITED after his first successful deployment, he decided to try out the remodel cursor. He picked the corner where he'd placed the Totem Lathe, and, since it was all cleared, decided to try and expand it a little. To his infinite glee, it worked like a charm, though it ate up a fair chunk of his limited grist cache.

VC: sure hope that won't
VC: 'd!sturb your parental un!t' =B

He clicked to the deploy cursor again and found a pair of items--the Cruxtruder and Alchemiter--that seemed like BANG-UP OPTIONS for deployment. He deployed each in the expanded space he'd made in Lela's room, so that they were all in one convenient spot. He figured that would probably be best, though he did have his concerns that some unknown game function might be displeased about their close proximity.

Oh well!

VC: okay, !'ve deployed a bunch of stuff...
VC: maybe you should see what you can do w!th them!

[lelia]

==> UA: hurl american literature

You pick up HUCKLEBERRY FINN and promptly HURL IT at the Cruxtruder. Due to the fact that you cant throw worth your life however it does little but BOUNCE OFF. This reminds you as to how WORTHLESS that book was and that you should really brush up on your aim.

Instead of trying to throw it again, you walk over and KICK IT. A KERNALSPRITE pops out of the machine.

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UA: okay the glowing orb is a kernalsprite.
UA: you need to prototype it.
UA: just make sure you dont make the same mistake i did and prototype it with a metal frog doohickey.

Placing her phone next to the Cruxtruder, she kneeled down and looked at the countdown.

4:39

That would be enough time. Right?

She stood, turning the wheel on the Cruxtruder in order to extrude the Cruxite Dowel. She takes it in her hands because pulling out her fetch modus at a time like this would just be silly.

UA: now thats done, i need you to deploy a prepunched card.
UA: also please dont worry about the countdown of the meteor.
UA: while it may explode my area of living and possibly extremely maim my mother. or end the meteoroids. im not quite sure.
UA: i believe that i will be safe.
UA: i havent told anyone but alex is okay. after his place exploded he pestered me saying he was fine.
UA: how fine he did not say.
UA: oh and thank you for the expansion of the room. you are actually quite good at this.

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==> VC: react with james bondian aplomb

You do so by FREAKING THE HELL OUT ABOUT HOW COOL THIS GAME IS.

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VC: OH MAN TH!S !S SO COOL
VC: KERNELSPR!TES
VC: PROTOTYP!NG
VC: WHAT !S TH!S ! DON'T EVEN
VC: HOO BOY TH!S !S COOL
VC: okay so
VC: prototype
VC: not a doomsday dev!ce
VC: got !t

Unfortunately, when it came to things to prototype, Lela's room was figuratively BARREN. Not wanting to use one of Lela's cats--that would just seem rude--he snagged the book that Lela had tossed at the cruxtruder and dumped that onto the kernelsprite. There was a flash, and it assumed the form of a young boy--though whatever it was saying was incomprehensible. He guessed it would need a Tier 2 prototyping for that.

VC: well !t's great news that alex !s okay
VC: ! WAS K!NDA WORRY!NG
VC: and thanks!
VC: !'m try!ng not to too severely affect the !ntegr!ty of your room =B
VC: but !'ll get to work pronto!
VC: okay there's the kernelspr!te all ch!pper and prototyped
VC: !f marg!nally nonsen!cal, wh!ch !s K!ND OF WE!RD FOR HUCK F!NN
VC: anyway
VC: now to get you that card!
VC: and don't worry, ! won't worry!
VC: gotta be cool under pressure
VC: /such a coolk!d
VC: pfffft can't keep that ruse up no s!ree

Venn RETURNED ONCE MORE TO THE STORIED FONT OF TREASURE that was the deploy button and dumped the pre-punched card at Lela's feet, as instructed. On it there seemed to be a cutout of some sort of star-like thing. Venn had never seen one.

VC: okay, you probably know more about th!s than ! do
VC: so !'ll just s!t back and watch!

[lelia]

==> UA: tackle tasks

You remember what procedures to do with SLIGHT CLARITY. You take the CRUXITE DOWEL and place it onto the ALCHEMITER. It doesnt seem to do anything, so you pick up the PRE-PUNCHED CARD and place it into the TOTEM LATHE. Since the dowel did absolutely nothing on the ALCHEMITER you move it to the TOTEM LATHE. After activating the lathe it quickly carves ONE TOTEM. You pick it up and carry it to the ALCHEMITER. Glancing at the KERNALSPRITE as you do so.

It appears to be FREAKING THE FUCK OUT.

You attempt to ignore it and glance past it at the window, the meteoroids have stopped, but something much worse is is the sky. A METEOR that you had wished to avoid. You sorta wish you NEVER STARTED THIS GAME IN THE FIRST PLACE.

Wincing you put the TOTEM onto the ALCHEMITER, and a JAR OF PAPER STARS appears.

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UA: oh my.
UA: im not even going to glance at the timer at this point.
UA: im trying to channel the inner coolkid inside me.
UA: i do say that i am uhh keeping it up okay.
UA: i hope i am because at this point i would usually be freaking out as much as huck finn over here.
UA: and looking like a bumbleing fool.
UA: oh my im rambleing.
UA: oh my there is a meteor outside my house.
UA: shit. ill ignore that for now.
UA: OKAY. DEATH METEOR ASIDE.
UA: im going to do this.
UA: if i die please watch over my felines.
UA: if you need some help im sure your father can give you a few tips
UA: here goes.

She reaches up and unscrews the jar, taking out a piece of paper resting on top of the already folded stars. Glancing at the timer, you notice that it seems to be in the last seconds. Pressure on, she folds the star with deft familierness. At the last fold, the meteor hits.

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[venndiegram]

[oh my god I am so sorry I didn't see that you posted. well I saw but I saw the incomplete so I guess I assumed it would be incomplete for all time or something AUGL AUGL AUGL so sorry]

==> VC: observe countdown

Oh man.

OH MAN.

You do not want to freak your FRIEND out but HOLY SHIT THAT TIMER IS GETTING MORE OR LESS DOWN TO WHERE OMAR IS, THAT IS TO SAY, DOWN TO THE WIRE. LELA does various THINGS, all of which you commit to memory as you yourself will presumably need to do similar things quite shortly!

You do not fail to notice the meteor. You like to think you do a pretty good job of keeping calm about it, though

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VC: you are totally the coolk!d
VC: ! am just s!tt!ng !n awe
VC: stupef!ed by your coolness
VC: that wasn't sarcasm by the way and !'m only just now real!z!ng !t could be seen that way!
VC: ! AM SURE YOU W!LL NOT D!E

He wasn't sure at all.

As though to confirm his fears, his screen went black.

VC: oh no
VC: OH CRAP
VC: lela are you okay are you there OH MAN
VC: TH!S !S TERR!BLE
VC: WORK SCREEN WORK
VC: PLEASE WORK !F YOU DON'T ! W!LL
VC: WELL ! DON'T KNOW WHAT BUT ! W!LL F!GURE OUT THE PREC!SE TH!NG WH!CH SCREENS DES!RE THE LEAST AND ! SHALL !NFL!CT !T UPON YOU A THOUSAND FOLD
VC: oh man

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[lelia]

A final message appeared on Venn's screen.

UA: im okay.