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Hivebent: New Game+
Congratulations! You’ve won Hivebent!
You now have the option to play the game over from scratch. This new play-through will reset your universe just right, so that you may play a new session on a harder difficulty while starting from the same planet as you did in your original play through!
In other words it will be completely isolated from the events of the previous game, despite being in the same setting. Just so that's clear.
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====> Fast Forward into Medium
Over time, you work together with your team mates and manage to transport everyone into The Medium. While there were many fun stories to tell prior to this point, it really does make things much more convenient to begin where the action really picks up, in the Incipisphere.
They entered in the following order, with the preceding player as their Server player, and the one coming after the Client player. The moon of Skaia they would or have woken up on is indicated by the colored crescent.
Ristar Thales - insidiousCharlatan - Izayoi - C
Spoiler ShowSpoiler Show====> ENTER TEMPLATE
Your name is RISTAR THALES.
You have a variety of INTERESTS, such as an affinity for MATH and all things ALGEBRAIC. Your adoration of numbers has lead you to the successful hobby of GAMBLING and partaking in various CASINO GAMES over the internet. It teeters on OBSESSION, as your hive is filled with PLAYING CARDS and DICE and POKER CHIPS as well as being lined with green FELT. Despite the adverse collection, you fight with your precious CALCULATOR, only whipping out your DICEKIND in desperate situations, allowing you to wield the unstable Gypset Quartet.
The mental abilities required for your INTERESTS means you are a very CALCULATING and QUICK-THINKING individual. Reading your opponents and even those you are familiar with for your gain means you are very MANIPULATING, though you do hold onto the friends you have…for further MANIPULATING. Everyone is a SAP to you, regardless of their place on the hemospectrum.
Your HIVE is built with BIZARRE ARCHITECTURE, with SHARP, JUTTING ANGLES that you found wonderful when you were young. When you entered the MEDIUM, you wound up in the middle of a sea of SAND, near a large PYRAMID with a strange SPHINX-LIKE idol in the distance. There are ample CACTI, as well as FLOATING SHAPES in the sky that rain more SAND.
You were raised by your WOLF LUSUS, a very large dog named SPADES whom you named because of the dark spot on his hindquarters. Rather than HUNTING, he passed onto you his sharp JUDGEMENT OF CHARACTER and shows a great deal of FORESIGHT for a lusus. The thought that he was preparing you for something in the NEAR-FUTURE never occurred to you.
In the MEDIUM, you would be known as the SEER OF CAST. Your hive was teleported to the LAND OF SAND AND PRISMS, populated by TURTLE CONSORTS who worship various DEITIES and build shrines in their honor. Among these shrines are PYRAMIDS, including some floating high in the air. Buried deep beneath in the land lies CHARON, who drowns the land in the tides of sand he SLEEPS beneath. Unlike most deserts, your land is quite CLOUDY.
Your trolltag is insidiousCharlatan and you speak in a manner that is smooθ and relaxed, θough you CAHnnot help but exaggerate syllables θat you find SOH insatiable. Your copious knowledge of maθ and gambling terminology tends to slip out all in.
Name: Ristar Thales
Title: Seer of Cast
Interests: Math, gambling, mind games, card games, internet games, winning games.
Blood Color: Dodger blue
Symbol: θ (Theta, pronounced “th”)
Trolltag: insidiousCharlatan
Quirks: θ in place of “th” sounds; SOH, CAH, and TOA in place of similar-sounding syllables. Throws around gambling and geometry terminology.
Strife Specibus: Calculatorkind (Alternia Instruments-brand). A graphing calculator that can project graphs onto the physical plain through its screen. Functions such as lines can be projected as swords, or parabolas as a shield. Also dicekind, the Gypset Quartet.
Lusus: Spades, a wolf
Prototyping: First, Lusus; Second, none yet
Land: Land of Sand and Prisms (LOSAP)
Consorts: Turtles
Associated Item: Gypsite
Denizen: Charon
Morana Nocnia - luridNox - Crimson - C
Spoiler ShowSpoiler Show====> ENTER TEMPLATE.
Your name is MORANA NOCNIA.
You have a variety of INTERESTS, most of which are rather FRIGHTENING. You have a passion for GENERALLY BLOODCURDLING TOPICS and enjoy PAINTING MORBID FIGURES, decorating the walls of your HIVE with these MEDIOCRE MASTERPIECES. When you are not being artistic or reading HORRIFIC ALTERNIAN LORE, you gather information about VARIOUS LANGUAGES you have one way or another encountered. Even the SYMBOL ʃ on your dress is related to languages, expressing a certain consonantal sound. DEATH fascinates you, although that is not unusual when it comes to your kind. You also have a tendency to CUT THINGS, preferably in half.
Due to your INTERESTS, your presence is occasionally found slightly INTIMIDATING, which you are merely proud of. Your REGALIA PURPLE blood is categorized under META-NOBILITY, granting you a high position in the troll hierarchy and further intensifying the FEEL OF MENACE - although most of the trolls you interact with have learned to ignore it. They know you are HARMLESS as long as you don't get your hands on SCISSORS or OTHER LETHALLY SHARP OBJECTS. You are not excessively SNOBBY, yet still prefer to keep the line separating you and the LOWER CLASS easily distinguishable.
You come off as JEERY and like to MAKE OTHERS FEEL UNCOMFORTABLE by any means necessary. You enjoy laughing at COWARDS, which makes encounters with your lusus SCAREDYBAT greatly entertaining - he happens to have a SEVERE PHOBIA TOWARDS EVERYTHING. Turning him into a LUSUSPRITE and thus giving him the ability to SPEAK started to seem like a bad idea once he had been shrieking about IMMINENT DOOM for hours in a row.
In the Medium, you're known as the WITCH OF FEAR. Your planet is called the LAND OF STONE AND NIGHTINGALES, populated with SNAKE CONSORTS and the aforementioned BIRDS. Dark clouds cover the sky completely, the only light coming from a peculiar species of a plant somehow managing to grow in the rocky terrain, emitting eerie green light. The planet is filled with caves, the land's denizen MEDUSA sleeping in the largest of them.Name: Morana Nocnia
Your trolltag is luridNox and you like to subtly emphʌsize your knowledge in phrʌseology ʌs well ʌs your ʌdorʌtion towʌrds terrorific subjects.
Title: Witch of Fear
Interests: Horror genre, painting, occasional reading, languages, cutting things.
Blood Colour: Regalia Purple (Hex: #522D80) - Meta-Nobility
Symbol: Voiceless domed postalveolar fricative ʃ (pronounced "sh")
Trolltag: luridNox
Quirks: a = ʌ; use of "scary" words, eg. terrific -> terrorific, abomination -> aboomination, etc.
Strife Specibus: Scissorkind
Lusus: Scaredybat
Prototyping: Nothing else.
Land: Land of Stone and Nightingales (LOSAN)
Consorts: Snakes
Associated Item: Stone
Denizen: Medusa
Tseita Namnir - crankyMuse - Rali - C
Spoiler ShowSpoiler ShowYour name is TSEITA NAMNIR.
You have a variety of INTERESTS, the most prominent of which appears to be YELLING. Aside from that, you seem to li- be okay with manners of FICTIONAL LITERATURE, the likes of which include FAIRY TALES and other such fictional stories. You are also fond of DRAMAS, as in the ones that appear on your TELEVISION SET. You get so emotionally invested in those characters. When you’re not rotting your think pan with ridiculous fictional stories that aren’t real in the slightest, you practice your WRITING ABILITY. You’re extremely self-conscious about this and as such, you hide all evidence of this absurdity of an interest should any of your friends come visit.
Speaking of FRIENDS, you have some. By some, you mean two. But you know what? Friendship is not a competition. You and your friends have a shared interest in ADVENTURING, which mostly consists of the three of you running around like retards between your HIVES. One of your such FRIENDS gave you your treasured SCARF. You dare not part from such a beautiful gift and wear it always. Aforementioned friend is also a NEIGHBOR of yours, makes hanging out relatively easy. Said friend is also indirectly responsible for your interest in NURSING, uh, PROTECTING THE WEAK, seeing as how he tends to get hurt. A lot. Usually by you. Though it’s not entirely his fault. You blame those FAIRY TALES you mentioned above as well. Oh well.
As common with someone of your class, you appear to have some sort of PSYCHIC POWER. You sometimes see GHOSTS, though you deny it because everyone knows ghosts aren’t real. Your strife specibus is STAFFKIND, which really means you carry around a big bonking stick. But they'd be lying if anyone said it didn't hurt when you hit them with it.
In the game, you would be the PRINCE OF TIME. Your planet would be the LAND OF BAMBOO AND MIST, populated by relatively alright TUATARAS who also serve as your consorts. The denizen of this place is the pretty chill AELLO and you guess your associated item is INK.
Your trolltag is crankyMuse and you tend to TYPE LIKE AN ANGRY JERK1!!!
Your name is: Tseita Namnir
You have a variety of INTERESTS: yelling, fictional stories, adventuring, protecting the weak
Your trolltag is: crankyMuse
You speak in a manner that is: RATHER LOUD AND IMPATIENT!!!!! >(
Blood Color: red
Symbol: ζ
Title: Prince of Time
Description: herpaderp
Strife Specibus: Staffkind
Lusus: Dragonfly
Prototyping: a tasteful bow c:
Cravan Hestus - chasmBaron - Cinollex - C
Spoiler ShowSpoiler ShowYour name is CRAVAN HESTUS. You had INTERESTS, but you forgot. Is that a SPOON? Do you like SPOONS? Oh. Oh, you're eating it. H'okay. You've a penchant for TEETHING, maybe? Yes? No? Just, your GROTESQUELY OVERSIZED BICUSPIDS make speech difficult (see: impossible), and your TROLL SIGN LANGUAGE isn't much better. As such, you communicate mostly via ONLINE CHATS, where the phrase "holy gog man what's up with your mouth" doesn't arise as frequently as in tet-a-tet/teeth-a-teeths. Not that you've participated in (m)any of those. Regardless, if said CHATS aren't viable, you're pretty much stuck. Completely, even. You've tried HANDWRITTEN MESSAGES, but, as one would expect, your WRITING is ATROCIOUS.
By contrast, you possess a GROTESQUELY OVERSIZED VOCABULARY. You'd be quite the dapper gentleman, were it not for your ORANGEBLOOD STATUS, your BICUSPAL APPEARANCE, and your INCOGNIZANT (what) DEMEANOR. Seriously, where do you live? Under a rock? In a cav -- What? Both? Oh. Well. Makes sense. Your LUSUS is a GROTESQUELY REGULARSIZED FOX, after all. Did you ever actually decide on a HIVE, or, gosh, did you opt to hollow out the WHOLE DAMN PLANET with those STUPID, STUPID TUNNELS. If it wasn't for that sap with the custodian complex, you'd probably dig yourself to an early grave.
DIGGING? Is that an interest? Whatever it is, you're the MASTER. The BARON. The KING. You're the MASTERBAKING. Your GROTESQUELY OVERSIZED BICUSPIDS also make for an excellent pseudo-shovel device, and your TRUSTY LENS is key to "unearthing" (TERRIBLE JOKES are also an INTEREST) the respective deal of whatever it is you may encounter during your tunnelsome exploits. Gog forbid anything happens to your LENS. It's beautiful. A chain! My, how dapper. Shame about the VAST NETWORK OF LACERATIONS AN --
Don't like to talk about that?
Oh, wait.
Your name is: Cravan (Cray-ven) Hestus
You have a variety of INTERESTS: Teething, digging, searching, more digging, more teething.
Your trolltag is: chasmBaron
You speak in a manner that is: < of ten ve ry frac tured and lack ing in di rec tion Ov=vQ <<
Blood Color: Orange
Symbol: Futurama Alien Alphabet -- Symbol for '6'. ♥
Title: Page of Void
Description: http://i.imgur.com/YsRge.jpg (*actual teeth size not shown as to reduce nightmares and projectile vomiting) (rali ily)
Strife Specibus: brokenlensKind
Lusus: Fox
Prototyping: N/A
Land: Land of Quakes and Doubt
Consorts: Alligators
Associated Item: Zircon
Denizen: Talos
In the Medium, you are known as the PAGE OF VOID, your planet being the LAND OF QUAKES AND DOUBT, populated by ALLIGATOR CONSORTS. The planet itself is in PRETTY TERRIBLE SHAPE, with most of the goings-on going on ABOVE GROUND, where the aforementioned QUAKES aren't such a bother.
Ursunz Vorenz - absoluteChivalry - RiderKick - C
Spoiler ShowSpoiler Show]====> Be the armless guy.
====> Equip arms.
Your name is URSUNZ VORENZ.
You have a variety of INTERESTS, most of them involving FIGHTING. You have always been a large fan of UNDERGROUND TROLL WRESTLING and have even been aspiring to one day join in with one of the matches, to the point of practising on a daily a basis on your LUSUS, GRYLLS. Turning him into a LUSUSPRITE was a great idea, that damn awesome bear. However, on the subject of being in a wrestling match, this is unlikely due to your mechanical arms that you always seem to remember having. You enjoy watching HORRIBLY MADE MARTIAL ARTS AND MILITARY FILMS such as 'Guy From Far Away Goes to Another Place on Policing Business and Ends up Being Chased Through Said Place With a Hooker by His Side Until the End', you are often poked at because of your horrible taste in films. Your true dream is to become a feared and respected TACTICAL GENIUS of your peoples military. You once had an interest in PAINTING but that was quickly forgotten as you broke most paint brushes.
Incase you had not guessed from how much of a slight snob you sound like, your blood is that of a NAVY BLUE variety. Despite this, you try to treat the rustbloods you happen to talk to now and then with a bit of respect and maybe even a bit of pity. You try not to lord your superior blood over them too much but it's just something that's always nagging you in the back of your head. However, you seem to have a bit of a problem remembering the names of rustbloods. Despite your occasional jerk-snobitude, you're generally seen as a pretty COOL, CHILL GUY.
As well as having MECHANICAL ARMS, you always remember being a tad TALLER than your other compatriots, despite only being 7 cycles old. You have a very large horn, like that of a horned scarab. There was another coming off the side of your head, but it appears broken into a nub. What a shame. He likes to think he's a 'natural fellow', so his arms and lack of feeling in them tend to get on his nerves (ha.) at times.
In the medium, your title is the MONK OF HOPE. Your strife specibus are your FISTS and whatever else you can weaponise. Your planet is the LAND OF FREEZING AND CONTEMPLATION, a land that seems to be constantly stuck in a sort of minor blizzard, with an environment similar to that of a mountain formation but slightly easier to navigate. Despite the temperature, the land seems to bring on a feeling of relaxation. The planet is populated with TORTOISE CONSORTS. The Denizen of this land is HERCULES, dwelling at the highest point of the mountain range.
Your trolltag is absoluteChivalry and C:< You l;ke to start your sentences with a smile, as you usually are smiling all the time. Your 'i's are replaced with a semicolon, probably to represent your slightly drawn out i's.
Your name is: Ursunz Vorenz
You have a variety of INTERESTS: Underground wrestling, terrible martial arts and military films, military in general, paintings he wished he could paint himself.
Your trolltag is: absoluteChivalry
You speak in a manner that is: C:< rather happy most of the t;me, ;ndeed.
Blood colour: Navy blue
Symbol: An O with a dot in the middle.
Title: Monk of Hope
Description: A rather tall troll who appears to be in decent shape, despite the mechanical arms.
Strife Specibus: Fists
Lusus: A bear.
Prototyping: Spare mechanical arms he has for off days on his regulars.
Vespis Ravana - serialPsychopomp - Nowhere Man - C
Spoiler ShowSpoiler ShowYour name is Vespis Ravana
You have a variety of INTERESTS which change rather frequently based on what you perceive to be particularly IMPRESSIVE. You are mostly interested in making sure that everyone else is INTERESTED in you. And by interested in, I mean totally AFRAID of. This is not limited by those below you on the HEMOSPECTRUM, as you prefer not to DISCRIMINATE, seeing as everyone is below you equally, and you’re willing to prove it ANY way necessary. You fail MISERABLY on this account. You’re a bit of a jack-of-all-trades, having FREAKISHLY devoted yourself to all of the most USELESS fads in Alternia several times over. You have SLIGHT proficiency in a lot of useful things, and great proficiency in many, many, USELESS things. You like to convince people that you have an actual IDEA what you’re doing when you really have VERY LITTLE knowledge of the topic at hand.
You were formerly very OBSESSED with the occult and the afterlife, but have given up completely on that obsession after a disastrous INCIDENT in which you and your LUSUS attempted to locate and capture a RAINBOW DRINKER. You absolutely REFUSE to talk about this, and avoid Morana and everything related to her or her INTERESTS whenever possible after this event.
Luckily for you, you are not PARTICULARLY lacking in combat proficiency… though you still have LITTLE in the way of an idea of how to use a MACE. You have killed plenty of TROLLS in the past… but this is a generally regular THING on Alternia, and no one really cares. A former HOBBY of yours was reenacting the scenes from horror stories, or particularly FRIGHTENING pieces of art, using your fellow trolls… whether they WANTED to or not. This GENUINELY creeped people out, but not in the way you would have LIKED. This has since STOPPED, as every time you think about such things you go into a slight NERVOUS BREAKDOWN.
Your LUSUS is a GIANT FRICKIN’ WASP QUEEN. She’s always been pretty BUSY with her hive, so you’ve never really gotten much attention from her. Some of your SURLIER friends think that you might just emulate her in your attempts to gain respect. You are quite certain that you’re just NATURALLY superior to everyone else, and just COINCIDENTALLY like her, is all. Though you’ve never really spent much TIME with her, you have occasionally convinced her to take time out of her BUSY life and join you in your endeavors, such as the aforementioned attempt at capturing a RAINBOW DRINKER. Your lusus and her entire hive of SIGNIFICANTLY SMALLER wasps were killed by METEORITES during your initial, shenanigan-filled attempts at entering the INCIPISPHERE.
You use a "Heap" fetch modus, which is, like most, unnecessarily confusing, to an extent. When you CAPTCHALOGUE and item in your SYLLADEX, you really just let it drop where it will, and over time, your items make a rather large, convoluted pile of a vaguely TRIANGULAR shape. Access to items inside the pile is somewhat RANDOM, though their chances of being correctly accessed increase based on their proximity to the sides of the pile, and the top. For example, an item at the very top of the pile, (the last thing you put in) can be accessed FREELY. Items on the sides of the pile can also be accessed whenever you wish, though said access comes at a PRICE. When you remove an item that is not at the top, the rest of the pile will SHIFT significantly, thus making any future plans regarding the pile a TOTAL HASSLE. Items within the interior of the pile are accessed RANDOMLY, and are more likely to be what you want if they are closer to the sides, or the top. The items inside the pile shift when items in the interior are removed as well, so the only item you can remove without penalty is the one at the very top.
In the INCIPISPHERE you would be known as the KNIGHT OF BREATH, and you would live in the Land of Toxin and Swamp. Your land’s consorts would be Chameleons, which you think are pretty terrible consorts, seeing as they won’t stop rather slowly fighting each other, and your land’s denizen the bloodthirsty and very, very poisonous HYDRA.
You speak in a manner that is very GRAND, using words that, in your mind, evoke ideas of superiority, and SUCCESS. You use no CAPITALIZATION, but use punctuation properly, though when you get excitedyoutendtoforgettousespacekindoflikethis. This always merits a thorough APOLOGY. You absolutely NEVER use emoticons or abbreviations, or even contractions of words, though you tend towards spelling ERRORS. You often capitalize words for EMPHASIS, though only ever one word, and never a string, or a full sentence. You LAUGH using a “ke” instead of “ha”, and a “kek” instead of “hah”. You sometimes sneak insect puns into conversation, but you really do try not to make this a habit.
Blood Color: Viridian (Hex Code #40826D)
Symbol: Ϙ
Title: Knight of Breath
Trolltag: serialPsychopomp
Description: Your horns start low on the sides of your head, and continue alongside your head, parallel to it, and curve around until they reach the area just before your forehead, mimicking an olive wreath, to an extent. As such, they start farther back on your head than some horns, and make only a gradual upward slant. Your hair is slightly reminiscent of a bowl cut, but a bit longer, and with short bangs proportional to the rest of your hair. Add to this its eternal messiness, and how hard it is to keep it beneath your horns, and it winds up looking a bit monstrous.
Strife Specibus: Macekind
Lusus: GIANT FRICKIN' WASP QUEEN
Prototyping: You have yet to prototype your lusus with anything else, but you’re considering finding some guns to attach to it, or something along those lines. Because, seriously, who hasn’t wanted a giant half wasp/half gun ghost monster that’s packing heat? Knives would also be pretty cool, but, honestly, where are you going to find knives?
Associated Item: Coal
Darmon Maleck - disciplinedSapien - Athel - C
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Your name is DARMON MALECK.
You have a variety of INTERESTS, as usual with young trolls. The foremost of these is MARTIAL ARTS, which consumes the majority of your time due to the SHEER NUMBER that you train yourself in. You are incredibly dedicated, though not particularly TALENTED at them. This doesn't stop you from really trying hard, though. Specifically, you tend to practice a good deal with WOODEN POLES. Aside from that, you also invest in a good deal of other PHYSICAL ACTIVITIES. Some would think this would be to deal with your REPRESSED EMOTIONS, but you would point out how idiotic that notion is.
When you're not busy hitting things, you like to THINK, usually accompanied with STARING AT THE SKY. Other times you indulge in CARPENTRY, which is useful considering how often you tend to break furniture when you're exercising. Finally, you sometimes PAINT -- though this is mostly a private activity and not something you openly talk about due to issues with your image.
Speaking of which, you tend to be somewhat SELF-CONSCIOUS. Even when you often act VERY CALM, you put too much thought into what others think of you. Sometimes it seems like you are trying too hard to be cool, but most of the time you just enjoying what you do. You have a good deal of "friends", but only a certain set of people you are really close with. You only chose to play this STUPID GAME because your computer was gathering dust without you doing anything with it.
In the Medium, you are known as the HEIR OF WILL. Your lusus, originally a LARGE GORILLA BEAST has not been prototyped past its original Sprite form. You are a DERSE DREAMER, and your planet is the LAND OF ORE AND HEIGHTS. Large caverns are rich with IRON, and KOMODOS farm them when not perched atop great heights. Your HIVE is nestled between two of these largest peaks, but not the largest; that one is reserved for you Denizen, SCYLLA, that constructed a nest out of ore and eats foolish visitors.
Name: Darmon Maleck
Interests: Martial arts, physical exercise, thinking, carpentry, painting
Your trolltag is disciplinedSapien [RD] and you speak with a s/ight/y sharp a<<ent
Blood Color: Sepia
Symbol: Ψ (sort of, but not exactly; it's the closest I have for now and will be clearer once I have a picture)
Description: Black hair pulled back into a ponytail, horns curve upwards from head, similar to symbol, flat-topped. Wears hoodie with symbol on front.
Title: Heir of Will
Strife Specibus: Polekind (upgraded to Spearkind)
Lusus: Gorilla.
Prototyping: N/A
Land: Land of Ore and Heights
Consorts: Komodos (as in komodo dragons)
Associated Item: Iron
Denizen: Scylla
Treyya Gartan - jibingSerpen - Weeaboo - C
Spoiler ShowSpoiler Show====> Be the amphibian lady
Real funny, guys. Seriously, I'm laughing.
Your name is TREYYA GARTAN and you are 8 SWEEPS OLD. Recently your HUSKTOP decided to implode on itself AT THE BEST POSSIBLE TIME which gives you plenty of free time. Currently you're interested in AMPHIBIANS which isn't a surprise considering your LUSUS.
Interests include THE PIANO and the mechanics of A PORTABLE PIANO you've had for many sweeps. As was said before, your hustktop IMPLODED ON ITSELF so you had to fix it. You suppose that's another interest, computer's, but it's really just a small hobby.
Your fetch modus is MATCH 3 and sometimes IT CAN BE A HASSLE since you have to match the item 3 times to obtain it. It doesn't matter to you, since the pattern really doesn't change until you add something to it. Your strife specibi is DAGGERKIND which is basically a dagger. You can hold up to THREE IN BOTH HANDS and it seems you have a near infinite amount. You just really have a lot of pointed objects.
If you played the game, you would have dreamed on PROSPIT. Your CONSORTS would have been SALAMANDERS and your land would have been THE LAND OF CHILL AND FROGS.
Your trolltag is jibingSerpen and you usually Talk sarcastically or something.
Your name is: Treyya Gartan
Your trolltag is: jibingSerpen
Blood Color: Blueish-Green (you'll see it on her sprite)((also will edit posts using green since that's the caste she fits in to))
Symbol: Serpens Cauda
Title: Maid of Space
Strife Specibus: Match 3 (you have to match the item you want 3 times in order to obtain it)
Lusus: Newt
Prototyping: One of her daggers
Spoiler Showhttp://mspaintadventures.wikia.com/wiki/Sburb
To play Sburb, a person installs the client disk on their computer. Then, they must have a server connect with them. The server can manipulate the world around the client, interacting with objects. When the disk is installed, however, it beckons a meteor towards the clients house. To avoid this meteor, the server and client have to work together using the objects in the Phernalia Registry (these including the Cruxtruder, Totem Lather, Punch Designix, Alchemiter, and others) to enter the client's house into The Medium.
Prior to entering the Medium, the player will have prototyped a Kernelsprite. Once in the Medium, this sprite will separate, becoming a sentient entity that acts as a guide for the player while the Kernels prototype the Underlings and Agents of the Medium.
Once in the Medium, Seven Gates will generate above the player's house. The server-player must build up the client's house using Grist to ascend through the gates. Grist is obtained by defeating Underlings, and can be used to build as well as alchemize items. As more players enter the Medium, the players will explore more of their Lands, ascend their Echeladders, come to accept their mythological roles, realize they are guided by Exiles, and awaken their dream selves.
Spoiler ShowThe movement of the gates may seem convoluted, but it follows a specific pattern. Using the Kids as an example, John would ascend through his Seven Gates in this order:
This is how I've made sense of it at least.
- The first gate about his house (abbreviated HG1)
- A second gate hidden in his land (LG2) would lead to his server's--Rose's--HG2.
- Server's/Rose's HG3
- Server's/Rose's LG4 leads to Server's Server's/Dave's HG4
- Server's Server's/Dave's HG5
- Server's Server's/Dave's LG6 leads to Server's Server's Server's (in this case, client)/Jade's HG6
- S-S-S's HG7
When the player has ascended through the Seven Gates, they confront their Denizen, which protects a large grist horde. Such a horde is necessary in The Ultimate Alchemy, a crucial part necessary in creating a new universe. Another key factor is Frog Breeding, a role taken on by the Hero of Space. Another of these individual quests is Ectobiology, through which the heroes themselves are created and sent back in time.
Over the course of time, the players may embark on personal quests, but there's not much we can say on that.
Meanwhile, in the center of the Incipisphere lies Skaia. In the center of Skaia lies the planet called the Battlefield. and it is here that eternal war has been going on between Prospit and Derse. Eventually, however, the forces of darkness will always overcome those of light. When this happens, the Black King will initiate The Reckoning, calling down the meteors to ravage the Battlefield. While Skaia activates portals to protect itself, it is up to the heroes to reach the Battlefield and defeat the Black King and Queen.
During this battle, they must rely on all the skills they acquired through the game; their mythological powers, their alchemized weapons, and the deadly Fraymotifs. When the monarchs are defeated, the Genesis Frog will grow in the center of Skaia, and become the new universe. And thus the game is drawn to a close as the heroes enter the infant universe.
Congratulations!!
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