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Izayoi

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====> Be the flak cannon.

Your awesome black and blue upgraded calculator works like a machine gun. You input the simple formula of "x = 0", making an infinitely long, vertical line. Clicking the "=" button as your trigger, you mow down the swarm of imps flying around the outside of your hive. The game is like easy target practice.

====> Be annoyed.

Trollian is blinking in the corner of your Sharktop Pro Visor, so you answer it. Oh, your client. Probably should have seen this coming.

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====> Upward construction

You crack your knuckles and use the cool portable Sgrub interface on your visor. Oh, what a challenge this will be. You cannot help but feel...interested in the sharp shapes that Morana's hive makes. Without becoming to sweaty at the sight of such creativity, you measure some angles in your head and place extensions to the hive to give it a flat, new floor on top. You begin building some pillars on which you would place a new story, if you had enough build grist.

She'll understand, surely.
 

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====> Have conversation.

You can do that.

You DID do that.

At least now you know your grubhood friend is alright. You don't know what you would do if something happened to him. Try to beat up the math-nerd who suggested this whole game to begin with. Who cares if he's a blue blood and has a giant bonking calculator. You have a broken stick. This can't possibly go wrong.

====> Move on.

Oh. Right. So.

====> Make a portable computer.

That would certainly be very useful, so that in the event you should ever need to contact someone, you don't need to rush up to your room every single time.

Also, in case you ever plan on leaving your hive any time soon and actually progressing through this retarded game, it'd be easier to do so without hauling around your entire desk. For now, you captchalogue your computer and head out towards the window you jumped out earlier like a complete moron. If your alchemiter's really on the roof, you're going to have to climb out of here to get to it.

====> Abscond.

Now you’re on your roof. Lo and behold, your alchemiter’s right in front of you. Joy.

====> Alchemize something.

You combine your computer and your ever-tasteful bow to create a Combow. It rests on your head and very nicely compliments your scarf.

Oh hey, someone’s trolling you. Time to put this Combow to use.

====> Answer Morana.

OH. It’s HER. About time she answered you.

You briefly flirt with the idea of starting a conflict with her, but you decide against it. After all, she's still your server player and you don't want her to bonk your shit up even more than it already has been.

But... it's oh so tempti- No. You cannot. You have more important priorities.

Like figuring out what Cravan's up to.
 

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====> Continue chewing out the armless guy

You fail at chewing out the armless guy. You think he replied pretty soon after you attempted to troll him, but were rather rudely solicited by Treyya. She proceeded to steal a shirt from you, threaten you with retaliation through Ursunz, and ask Darmon some extremely awkward questions about you. You are currently rather unhappy with this turn of events... but, other, much better events have also taken place. For example, Darmon finally gave you the code for his pole! With this, you will be able to alchemize a weapon like no other! All shall bow before the might of Vespis Ravana!

Oh, also, you think Darmon's lusus exploded his hive or something. You are currently a bit occupied with freaking out over the weapon you intend to make, and thus cannot be bothered with such things as "being concerned about friends."

====> Chew him out already! Ignore these cretins!

Cretins seems a bit harsh. You prefer just going with "lessers" and calling it a day.

You begin trolling Ursunz.

...

But he's ignoring you!

You are mildly incensed by this act!

Oh, look, he noticed you. Pretty quickly, even. Huh...

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The plot thickens.

Nonetheless, he has proven to be an... adequate... architect. Slow, but adequate. Still, you should probably wait around a while and see if you can get the "lowdown" as to what's blocking your door.

You wait for, like, ten minutes before he tells you how far he is from his hive.

Gog, that was a waste of time.


====> Find your freakin' Designix already


You decide to head upstairs to go find the designix. Can't be alchemizing without it, you know! You elect to also kill off a good amount of imps, to get Ursunz off your case about grist. And, also, Treyya, who managed to nag you in between the threats and the embarassment. Weird.

You wield your trusty mace. It has served you well, but soon it shall be reborn into something much greater! You think. Well, probably. There's no use worrying about it! You cannot possibly go wrong with your materials!

Now, as for the imps...

====> Strife
 

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====>

Years in the future.

But not really.

A WANDERING VETERAN sits alone in a strange, cubical room.

====> WV: Bump

You have no idea what this means. Nothing in here really deserves of a friendly fist-based gesture. also nothing here has hands.

====> Check for hands

No, you're pretty sure about that part, but you look around anyway.

Behind you is a cylindrical HATCH with a ladder leading up to a closed, round door. It slammed shut when you descended into this place. To your side is a large CONSOLE with EIGHT SCREENS. Only one of them seems to be switched on, with the image flickering. It shows a lovely DESERT LANDSCAPE. There is a cabinet in the console, out of which you have retrieved a THESAURUS whatever that is. Perhaps it will supply some reading material. And maybe if you get hungry, which you already are.

You go the keyboard and type something.

====> where is the sun.

You are not quite sure what a sun is but it occurs to you that there should be one. The idea of a large, glowing ball of light for some reason is appealing to you. Hm, there are more buttons here.

You see an interestingChild on top of some pointy building.

====> you there, boy.
 

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====> Darmon: Aggress.

That's it. You have had enough of these imps. You've been scampering around your hive on top of these stupid rocks for long enough. It's time to actually get something done. And since Vespis isn't helping you out, it looks like you have no choice but to OH MY GOG a Tin Ogre is heading straight for your hive.

You can totally handle this, though. And, with a little help from Abe, you're able to swiftly. We're sure it was totally awesome, featuring lots of impressive moves with your flaming spear.

====> Darmon: Level up!

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You climb your Echeladder to the somewhat respectable White Belt Waif rung. You have a long way to go. Your ceramic porkhollow stores your boondollars safely.

====> Consult with Abesprite.

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Only one thing to do now.

====> Ascend.

Looks like there's no other way around it. Your gate isn't far; you can do this. And if you happen to plummet to your death, it's your own fault. And your server's, for not building up more.

You back up to get a good running start.

You run forward, and leap off the roof of your hive, nestled between two spires of rock. As it comes closer and closer, you ram your trusty wooden pole into a crevice, slam one foot on the side of the surface, and do an acrobatic bonking pirouette off the side of the mountain straight through your first gate.

Both you and the gate disappear in a little ball of light. A little ball of light casting flickering shadows inside of a very dark, presently empty room. The being that had previously been watching the screen was now absent. It had matters to attend to.
 

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===> Finally acquire warmer clothing

You do so. After finally putting your normal clothes and one of a friends shirts, you now have acquired some sort of undershirt and stockings. Very warm indeed. Looking around, you decide that now is the time to go exploring outside. Forcing your way through Imps and anything else that tries to attack you. Before you head out, you grab as many daggers as you can. Your compianoglove on your hand, in case of emergency.

===> Explore

Stepping out, you look around. Nothing but ice and snow, everywhere. There seems to be frogs hidden under the snow, frozen from the cold temperatures. Picking one up, you note that it is strange colors. Setting it back down, you spy lizards wandering around. You step toward them and then they scatter. Looking around, you see some Imps running towards you. Daggers at the ready, you fight them. Dealing with these was easy, but then a large one that looked like an Ogre type monster appeared! Try as you might, you couldn't defeat it. When all hope seemed to be lost, you braced for the final blow when the monster suddenly disappeared. Looking around, you tried to figure out what the heck happened here. That is, until the Salamanders ran out and started to talk to you.

===> Speak with the Salamanders

You converse with them. They spoke of many things to you, how that they are going to be saved by the Lady and how she is the best. They also speak of the large Fire Salamander that sleeps atop the volcano behind their small village. Looking out, you do see a huge mountain type thing. There is a small red light emitting from the tip. Whatever is going on, it can't be good. You say goodbiye for now.

===> Head back to your hive

As you head back, you think about what was said to you. You also think about what your sprite might say. Once you arrive back at your hive, you and your Sprite speak with each other. The second time now. Though the other time he was just a lowly nontalker.

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You then explain to him all that they said and also all that happened. He doesn't talk anymore due to having to explore something. You decide now would be the best time to rest and visit your matesprit.

===> Dream

You do so. These dreams are becoming something of a reoccurring thing. They are quite nice.
 

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====> Be contacted by someone who isn't your server or client player

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You wonder if she's just sleeping on the job.

====> Back to the alchemeter and that mess

You'll have to find some stuff around your hive that you can combine into some sort of flying device. That or become your own server player. At least then things wouldn't be doomed to fail like they were at this rate.
 

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====> Finish your murder-spree already and get back to business!

You are having a lot of fun killing imps, and Ursunz will probably appreciate the extra grist to work with. You can't help but think you're forgetting something though.

====> Continue your business!

You really, really, want to kill these imps. It really is fun, and you're regretting not having killed more earlier.

====> Now! Get back to work! We have a weapon-related subplot to close up already!

You really have got this feeling like something needs doing...

OH SHIT THE WEAPON.

Remembering what you were supposed to be doing, you ignore the remaining imps in the area and bolt for the shattered remains of one of your hive's few external walkways. Ursunz really cut it close with getting you in here, and your hive's near destruction was in no way your fault. You could have been next!

He'd attached a stairway to the walkway after you requested a pathway made of something sturdier than troll corpse. Striding dramatically as you are, you cannot help but turn your head upwards slowly and marvel at Ursunz's workmanship. Aside from his initial joking, he seems to have made a rather sturdy structure. You hope. You really, really, hope. Kind of reminds you of what you might have done to Darmon's hive if you had paid it more attention. Really, you intend to get back to work on it. Honest.

====> Vespis: Locate Punch Designix

Finally, we're getting somewhere!

You begin scanning the first floor Ursunz added to your hive. He was kind enough to be all vague and not actually tell you which floor it was on. If it weren't for him, you could have, *gasp*, actually done something. Jerk.

You elect to avoid the imps to whatever extent you can. You don't want to forget what you're doing again.

After a small amount of pointless searching, you head up to the next floor. There's not much to look at, since you never put anything in these formerly nonexistent rooms, and Ursunz only added a few walls within the floor. You retract your earlier compliments directed at his workmanship. This is merely adequate. Honestly, the relatively little you've done for Darmon is much better than this.

On the next floor, you find... well, let's put this another way. You look around a lot. Ursunz has added plenty of floors, and he decided to put the Designix on one that is inconveniently high. You rue the day he decided to save your life.

You find the designix, punch the mace, the chainsaw, and another card you weren't storing anything in with each of the weapon codes you needed, and run back downstairs.

Finally, you can begin.

====> Vespis: Alchemize

Yes...

Yes...

YES!

You feel like some sort of disgusting member of the troll intelligentsia, with a persuasion towards the testing of theories, who may or may not be in full control of his mental faculties. You would normally berate yourself for this kind of behaviour, but this is the first thing you've alchemized since you entered the Medium, and you intend to have fun with it.

First, you mix the Mace and the Pole. A promise between friends, fulfilled. They made this happen.

You create the Pole Mace! It's really just a pole with a spiky ball on the end. It's heavier and has a worse center of balance than your mace. It's pretty flimsy, too. You wish that the handle was made of something stronger.

Next, you mix the Pole Mace with the chainsaw acquired earlier. This cannot end well.

You create The "Grinder". It's pretty much the same as the Pole Mace, but the spikes on the mace are on belts, and all go different directions. Also, the handle is made of metal, now. There is a little button on it right below the head. Of course, it is extremely heavy, and if you were to hit anything with it while it were turned on, it'd probably fly off of whatever you were attacking. All in all, it's pretty much useless, and your Macekind barely even recognizes it. That was the biggest bonking waste of time you have ever been a part of. And all this hype, too! You are most displeased with this. You captchalogue The "Grinder" and decide to go complain a bit. But to who... Darmon! Absolutely! There is no alternative! He was the one who convinced you to make this monstrosity! His punishment shall be swift...

You rush back to your respiteblock, careful to avoid imps on the way. You decide to pick up absolutely whatever you come across on the way. You later regret this action. You captchalogue a Nightmare Inducing Grimoire that was still lying around, and a Generic Plush Lizard that you obtained in the hopes of blatantly ripping off Treyya before totally losing interest and deciding to hide it from her in case she decided to embarrassingly tell you off. Which she did. You hate this lizard. You also find an Unopened Painting Kit that you obtained for the sole purpose of boasting to Ursunz. He took it surprisingly well. Never been opened! Yes, you've got a rather large amalgamation of things pertaining to the interests of your friends. Each one of them is totally shitty. Your friends have stupid interests and you feel ashamed of trying to one up such losers.

...

They're okay, sometimes, when they're not building pathways made of your hard earned trophies.

====> Vespis: Troll, generally

You proceed to troll, generally.

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After sending this message, you notice that he is totally jumping off of the roof of his hive and may be preoccupied for a while. He could have waited for you to build it up a bit more. The nerve of these people! Of course, you doubt you'll stay mad at him, but you are too mad to consider this! You are owed, and you will have a badass weapon, yet!

...

Well, maybe you should just work on his hive for a while. I mean, you killed a ton of imps so Ursunz should be able to do something, and without any crappy weapons to make, you're at a loss for ideas...

====> Vespis: Build.
 
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====> Darmon: Enter.

This place is pretty big. That's probably bound to happen in a place called the Land of Ore and Heights. Now that you're on the ground floor, the spires of rock piercing the heavens are even more impressive. But right now you're too busy being bothered by your server player to fondly regard them.

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You talk about some other stuff including some gossip and a philosophical argument and eventually reconcile and stop an awkward conversation awkwardly. Your friend logs off, and you turn off the little hologram screen on your computer arm-band.

This entire time, you have been posed quite calmly on top of a large rock, meditating. Abe had said that your next Gate will be somewhere in this land, but aside from that, you don't have much of an idea of what to do. It is both depressing and exhilarating; the crux of discovery, an unknown world before you.

One man, armed with a flaming spear and fiery ambition, to tackle a place of infinite possibilities.

...that was just a really fancy way of saying go kill stuff now. You certainly have a feeling that nothing is going to get in the way of you going to kill stuff.

====> Darmon: Fall asleep.

Oh damn it. You fall asleep stuck in that cross-legged pose again. Only this time you have vaguely lucid dreams of darkened streets and obsidian towers. You're not ready to wake up in the city of darkness just yet.
 

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====> Vespis: Be significantly incensed!

After your previously mentioned chat with Darmon, you're quite significantly peeved. Virtually entirely in the direction of your so-called "friend" Ursunz Vorenz. You would probably be trying to kill him right now if he were within arm's reach. However, he appears to be too busy trying to return to his hive, or whatever it was he was doing, to talk to you. This is only proving to get you even angrier.

Of course, you are disregarding Gartan's obvious transgressions. Ursunz being idiotic hits far more powerfully. It may be a common occurrence, but typically he has at least a little bit of tact in avoiding your wrath.

====> Vespis: Reminisce on previously occurring events involving Ursunz, and occasionally Gartan.

He hugged you, and you were able to look past it.

He and Gartan jointly mocked you, but you simply blamed her.

He made a mockery of your hard-earned taxidermy, but he made it up by proving not to be too terrible at designing hives.

But spreading rumours about what may or may not be your amorous inclinations in the direction of your other closest friend is beyond too far. It is the kind of thing you would have killed over in the past, if the issue had ever come up. Your friends have not typically lived long... well, you haven't honestly had many... but a few of them are dead. And at least three of those deaths involved you in some way...

This is the point where a smarter troll would remember that one of those friends had given them sunglasses for no particular reason, and would decide to alchemize them with some sort of computing device. Were Ursunz more invested in your well-being, he would have reminded you of this. Or, maybe he just forgot. Whatever the case, you are not a smarter troll. You are Vespis Ravana, and you feel like trolling someone into submission right now.

Also, until now, no one knew about that pair of sunglasses, or the douchebag "friend" who gave them to you. They are also not aware of the gruesome manner in which you dispatched him. You are firmly of the opinion that trolls do not give gifts. They give precedents for favours at most. And you didn't feel like paying him back.

You notice that Thales is online and decide to chew him out for starting this whole mess. You could be in your hive with your abusive bitch of a lusus, killing off innocent trolls for kicks, and then bragging to your friends about how cool the stuffed bodies of said trolls are while taking notes on your friends and deciding to use them later in your attempts at mimicking/blatantly ripping off your friends... but instead he has forced you to play a game wherein you have to work together, develop as people, work for the common good as opposed to your own, and gain immense power in order to progress and dominate your foes.

Wait a minute...

====> Vespis: Troll

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Okay, Thales is seriously pissing you off. He's just so... calm! He's just one more emotionless, manipulate douchebag! You're fine with manipulative douchebags; hell, you'd classify yourself as one at least some of the time, but the emotionlessness is just stupid. Well, actually, he's probably got emotions, but is just maintaining a calm face for morale... but he hasn't even done anything yet! What is he even doing?! THIS IS STUPID!

You decide to keep up the assault... even though you're not really assaulting him in any way. You just feel better about being a terrible troll when you can pass your failures off as successes.

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Well, at least he's not dismissive and patronizing... if he were, you don't know if you'd be able to hold yourself back from attempting to smash his skull into tiny little bits.

You decide to open up to him about another concern of yours. You have discussed this idea with a few of your friends, but seeing as Thales is the so-called "leader", he should probably know.

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You really are very happy that he was generally friendly and amicable. You did not expect him to be friendly and amicable. You had figured that he would be patronizing and dismissive! Wow, what a great leader!

Yeah, now you really want to hurt Ursunz. But, of course, he's off doing who knows what. He's always doing who knows what! Riding bears, entering flushed relationships with your longtime friends without telling you until things are at their most awkward, FLARPing...

You guess you'll just get back to building up Darmon's hive... I mean, it's not like you're going anywhere, right?

Especially since there's absolutely nothing that will pose any actual threat to you, and nothing that could possibly go wrong! And especially since you know that whatever's blocking the door to your ablution chamber can't possibly in any way be something that will have a negative effect on you!

You'd still like to get in there, though...
 

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====> Answer.

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You can safely say this; you are relatively decent at rallying people, Darmon Maleck.

Having woken up from your unscheduled nap of weird lucid reams, you wandered around a bit on the surface of your planet. It's going to be touch scouring this place for any signs of li--oh wait there's a town right here.\

====> Darmon: Enter village.

You try to act as inconspicuous as possibly when walking around this establishment, which is tough because the only animals here are these short green lizard things with snouts. It seems like they made a village here right next to a big hole in the ground. You have to wonder more about how they built two story houses when they're so small.

====> Snoop around for some answers.

That was weird.

====> Quit loafing around. We have things to do.

You catch up to one of the komodos and start a chat with them.

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The little fella passes out due to hyperventilation. You're probably not going to get more help than that out of these guys. But at least you've got to where the second Gate is now. It's not much, but it's something.
 
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