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Post by gold on Jul 16, 2011 21:34:30 GMT -5
Ikroye: Stare.
You feel like it's been days, when really it's only been minutes. You aren't usually this impatient, but the other people seem to be taking forever to get here. You suddenly understand what it feels like to be MR. WEIRD-EYES.
You look around the room for the 100th time, and this time something catches your eye. A skull and crossbones. You stare at it for a decent bit of time until you start to feel uncomfortable, and you look up to see that it belongs to a human boy's shirt.
Crap. Not again...
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Post by friday on Jul 16, 2011 21:42:04 GMT -5
> Cadrax: Be purposefully annoying.
You notice that CROSSBONES IDIOT Buck took the seat right across from you. This doesn't make sense to you for a second. You both hate each other's internal organs so much that you could practically be ARCH ENEMIES. Then it all makes sense when you add the chair in the center of the room into the equation. Heh.
With what you hope is a devilish smirk of superiority, you move just one chair over, thwarting his plan to avoid your gaze. There is no way that such a SIMPLE HUMAN could dare ignore you. Especially not this one.
> Ikirid: Take a seat.
You don't mean to literally STEAL A SEAT, of course. In any case, the chairs set up around the room are too plain for you to want to take. This brings up the question of if you have any way to get home from here, if you were to take a seat. It doesn't seem very likely. You hope your LUSUS is all right.
You're DAYDREAMING again. Lol, stealing chairs~ you think, laughing at how distracted you were. Everyone seems to be here now, from what you can tell, and there's only ONE SEAT available. You suddenly regret the time you wasted daydreaming. There's NO WAY you're sitting next to Cadrax. Shuddering at the thought, you decide to sit on the floor next to trolls you're more comfortable with, including FYVELL. You hope the astronaut guy won't mind. You'd rather be next to the UNCONSCIOUS HUMAN than Mr. Snootypants.
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Post by Naga on Jul 17, 2011 3:17:44 GMT -5
BE: *<R|ght. |'m not qu|te done yet, reading through HomeStuck that |s, but should be done soon. Anyways, |'m just here to give a useful l|ttle l|nk here. This can be used to make some awesome custom avatars. And for those of you who m|ght be wonder|ng, yes, there just so happens to be both human and troll templates. So, anyways with that as|de, |'m off to get some sleep so | can dr|ll out my eyes tomorrow. Shadoross |s out|>*
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Post by Roughtiger on Jul 17, 2011 5:07:09 GMT -5
> RT: Fully introduce yourself.Best decide to fully introduce yourself. Nothing wrong with that right? Right?  What? You think it's a bad idea? Can't be that bad. Even if you are suffering from the WORST kind of AMNESIA. I bet we can salvage something from your mind. Lets see.... => Be past RT Ok now we are your... omg OMG OMG!What is this!? OH GOD! Um...  Ok...it's obvious we're not going to get any information about yourself from your past. Maybe if we dwell into your FUTURE we can find out something. Maybe, you'll be with this group! Doing...whatever it is they're doing! => Be Future RT Now isn't this bette- OH GOD NO. THIS This is EVEN WORSE!Oh..oh I...I can't...! I DON'T UNDERSTAND! What's...um....  Ok...it's obvious I've angered you. Ok um. Lets, forget that ever happened and carry on with whatever you were doing. Yes...please...NOW. > RT: Carry on with whatever it was you were doing.
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Post by Tam on Jul 17, 2011 19:50:48 GMT -5
> Buck: =======>
There is an alien staring at your chest.
It is indescribably awkward.
You realize that he is probably just distracted by your AWESOME T-SHIRT, but it's still kind of weird. He looks genuinely unnerved by it, and while you suppose you probably should have expected such a reaction to having what is undoubtedly the universe's most widely-recognized emblem of BLOODTHIRSTY NAUTICAL EXPLOITS emblazoned across your torso, his evident discomfort takes you by surprise. Most people these days just seem to associate skulls-and-crossbones with HEADSTRONG KIDS WHO MASK THEIR OWN DEEP-SEATED INSECURITIES WITH OVERLY AGGRESSIVE SYMBOLOGY. For whatever reason.
Also, Lord Snobby is being purposefully annoying and has managed to worm his way back into your line of vision. You briefly consider turning your chair away from him, but you are slightly nervous about what the astronaut guy would do to you if you upset the symmetry of his INTIMIDATING SEMICIRCLE.
You get a wonderful idea and decide to counter-troll Cadrax by addressing an alien who isn't him.
"Hi" you say to the staring alien. You really don't have anything else to say to him, but that has never stopped you before.
"Avast" you add. Then it strikes you how unbelievably stupid that sounded. Avast? Real pirates don't say Avast! No one says Avast! Except you, apparently.
You would hit yourself, except you're pretty sure Cadrax is still watching you. He doesn't need any more reason to think you're an idiot.
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Post by gold on Jul 17, 2011 20:03:55 GMT -5
> Ikroye: Wonder what the hell avast means.
Darn alien language. The alien you were STARING UNCOMFORTABLY LONG AT has just greeted you, and has followed it up with "Avast".
This sounds like it may have been an insult. An alien insult. He just called you an avast! How dare he! Aliens must really not like staring, if it caused such rudeness. Still, you don't think you deserved that. And even though you don't know what this strange insult means, by gog, you will defend yourself. You'd been saving your ULTIMATE DEFENSE for Sean, but since he's OUT COLD, you suppose he won't know if you reuse it on him. You'll have to edit it a bit, though, considering this is a bit different.
"hey, s@, th@t w@s @ re@lly me@n thing y@u s@id. i @m n@t sure wh@t it me@ns, but i kn@w it's @n insult, s@ i'm g@nn@ h@ve t@ w@rn y@u n@t t@ mess with me @r my friends, @r... @r i'll h@ve t@ ch@llenge y@u t@ @ duel. @k@y?" You stare triumphantly at him. Those were some mad fires you just handled. Speaking of which, you should also look up what "fires" means in this context, because you aren't sure that you're using it correctly.
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Post by Andrea on Jul 17, 2011 20:14:14 GMT -5
> Cory: Inject self into conversation.
Why not?
Releasing yourself from your MANLY POSE, you pipe up. "He-hey, avast-"
Why can't you finish your sentence.
You stutter pointlessly. You just called them an avast again. Darn it, calling someone an avast shouldn't even be a thing!
After an AWKWARDLY LONG PAUSE, you manage to squeak out "it, uh, isn't an inslt". You hope that worked.
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Post by selmette on Jul 19, 2011 9:55:31 GMT -5
> Kiorid: Snap out of it.
"fyvell?" You glance up from your chair, and see that she is right next to you. You must have sat down next to her while you were spacing out. Which means that she probably didn't just call your name. Which means you are probably for some reason a few minutes behind everyone else as far as sight and hearing go.
"everyone who is not already seated may take a seat~" you say loud enough for everyone to hear. "and everyone please silence yourselves so we may hear what the stardust warrior has to say~"
Everyone follows your directions without much protest and eventually--finally--every conscious troll and human are sitting, quiet, and waiting patiently for answers.
> Dan: Do your thing.
"Stardust Warrior," he says. "Yes. I am Stardust Warrior #-585 and you may address me as such."
Something seems a bit off about that. Haven't you met #-585 before? He didn't seem like this to you... but perhaps you're imagining things. Ah well. Best to stay alert, anyway. Be especially cautious of your surroundings when they are unfamiliar!
"Now, I'm assuming you all are the Heroic Twenty-Two the Wise Beast predicted would arrive here today. I'm also assuming you have no idea what the hell that means, in which case, I'm going to have to waste a lot of time explaining to you the world that you live in. Or..." he trailed off here, and wouldn't make eye contact with you. "But... we'll save that particular... method... for emergencies... anyway."
"Firstly, welcome to the Stardust Academy. Stardust Warriors are both a race and a class, and you'll only find them here on this silver asteroid. A couple Starfire Manipulators have set up a forcefield, so nothing unwanted can get in without an invite, and nothing potentially dangerous that we may or may not harbor can escape into the rest of the universe." He glared at Aaron accusingly. "It's also currently outside of Reality and the Continuum, which, normally, would be a very very bad thing, but there's an active Imagination Block spell, so we have nothing to worry about. So basically, you can see Space, but we're not in it, and you can feel Time, but it doesn't exist. Make sense?"
He doesn't wait for your PAWNS to agree.
"Good, then. Well, just know that unless you're an enemy, which you're not,"--he glanced at Aaron again--"no harm will come to you here. And I suppose you want to know exactly why you are here. I myself don't know, since your arrival wasn't the Academy's doing, but it's a good thing someone did, because according to the Wise Beast, you are our only chance to save Everything. Once Reality fuses with Imagination, that's it. We're done. You can't separate them once they are together."
He noticed the blank, slightly uncomfortable expression on most of your faces. "You are clearly unaware of the danger." He sighs.
"I will give you a brief explanation--firstly, the Pillars. They are five of them. They are the most powerful thing in--in Everything. Or well, so we thought."
He now looks as if he is trying to appear troubled when he actually probably doesn't care at all.
"Their power, you see, is fading, and since their existence separates Reality from Imagination and keeps Everything in balance, the less powerful they are, the more danger Everything else is in. The barrier between Reality and Imagination is weakening, and no one knows how long we have until it disappears altogether. A very horrible and powerful being could take advantage of this and quicken the process, fusing Reality with their own Imagination and changing Everything at will--just by simply thinking.Wouldn't be the first time someone let that happen. We also have word that a very horrible and powerful being is planning to do just this, so we have absolutely no idea how much time might be left to save things. We only know that you are the only ones who can, and do so you must, because failure is not an option."
He lets this sink in for a few minutes, and then he clears his throat. "Fortunately our Senior Guardians and Starfire Manipulators are doing everything they can to uphold the barriers, and they haven't yet experienced an increase in the speed of its collapse, so I have time to answer any questions you might have? And then afterwards I have a few things to give to you, and then you must be on your way. Quickly, now, what do you want to know?"
> Ceci: Query.
"Um," you say. "What r the Pillars?"
> Dan: Spudoodleybop.
"The Five Pillars," he says, "are five pillars, whose existence uphold Everything and keep Reality separate from Imagination. The Guardians used to protect them, keep them powerful, as well as sew the rips in the Continuum--but they are gone now, and that's up to the Academy. You see, if Reality and Imagination were to be fused, then anyone could change anything just by simply thinking about it, and there would be no way for anyone to stop it.
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"But what if someone simply Imagined the problem solved?" you say irritably, forgetting that you aren't supposed to be smart. "I don't see any immediate threat posed by this, Warrior, and I don't see why ripping us from our lives is necessary. Why are we the ones who must save the universe? You seem to be doing alright on your own!"
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"Not the universe, Ceci, Everything. All universes. Everything within them. Everything outside of them. I don't think you quite realize what might happen if the Reality-Imagination barrier breaks, or if the Pillars' power evaporates completely, or if someone tries to use the weakened barrier to their advantage and fuse their own Imagination with Reality. Once that happens, there is nothing anyone can do to return things to what they once were. Do you understand?"
"It is so dangerous that the Dream Maker has even cut off all access to Prospit and Derse. No one can dream. Do you know how much dreams do for us? They are our one chance to escape from Reality into a world of our own. When we dream, any location outside of Reality--a location in the Otherworld--is temporarily taken over by our Imagination. We have a piece of the universe all to ourselves, for just a minute. I don't know about you, but I'd kind of like that freedom again."
He is standing, now, and he is almost shouting.
"Does anyone else have a question?"
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Post by gold on Jul 19, 2011 10:08:50 GMT -5
((I wish Sean was awake for this, but oh well. XD ))
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"uh, wh@ is it th@t's trying t@ mess everything up? if th@t guy succeeded, c@uldn't he just be im@gined de@d? c@uldn't @ny@ne? th@t w@uld seri@usly screw up the uni-- the everything. is he invincible @r s@mething?" you ask.
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Post by selmette on Jul 19, 2011 10:17:34 GMT -5
=======> "I don't know," he says. "No one knows. It might not even be a living thing, Ikroye, it could be an ancient evil that doesn't possess a solid form. And he could have agents working for him posted at every corner of the world. He might be able to take any form at will; his Imagination is already very powerful if he can convince himself that he can fuse it with Reality. In any case--" that is quite enough.
you are getting carried away with what is not yourself.
you have been in this form for far too long.
i think it best if you were to escape for a while.
return to your home.
i have other tasks in need of completion.
come help me. "...in-in any case, ah, no, you can not just simply Imagine someone dead. Especially not a powerful thing such as he. That's not how it works, Ikroye. The barrier is weakening, so we will experience an increase in hallucinations and mirages, may be able to change little things, like the colour of our socks or the expiration date on peanut butter, but no one--not even he, I expect--can just Imagine someone dead. ....not yet, anyway." |
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Post by gold on Jul 19, 2011 10:38:44 GMT -5
=======>
He knows your name? Hmm. He also seems to be very nervous all of a sudden. Did... did you frighten him? That would be awesome, but you don't think so
"w@it, h@w d@ y@u kn@w my n@me? ...@nd wh@ is this wise be@st guy y@u were t@lking @b@ut?"
You also notice that he was glaring at one of the humans earlier. Maybe announcing that you will be right back is a very rude thing to do in Astronaut culture? You ponder this for a moment.
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Post by Lord Hayati on Jul 19, 2011 12:44:44 GMT -5
(Retcon'd last post.)
>Aaron: Ask a Question.
"Excuse me, Stardust warrior, But why Were you giving me bad Glares?" =/
You have a bad Feeling about this.
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Post by selmette on Jul 19, 2011 12:48:43 GMT -5
=======>
"You're the hero. Of course I know your name," he says, as if this should be obvious.
"The Wise Beast is an intelligent, omniscient creature that has been around since the beginning of time--and probably before. He is one of the Continuum's Guards; he protects the gates to the Continuum so no one who would abuse its power may enter."
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"I wasn't," he says a bit too fast. "I--we--have to hurry. Quickly, now, any other questions?"
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Post by friday on Jul 19, 2011 12:50:32 GMT -5
> Ikirid: Try not to panic.
All of that other stuff sounded crazy IMPORTANT. Like, this-involves-the-fate-of-not-the-universe-but-Everything important. But the only thing that really stirred you was his last comment. Your hands ball up into fists and you bite your lip, REALLY HOPING that he's wrong. They still had time till the end of the world, apparently, but this was now. You can't imagine LIFE without dreaming.
"So~" you say, trying to keep your voice level, "what happens when we sleep~? Who's the Dream Maker~? And what about Derse~?" Your stomach starts to hurt. You doubt he has a very encouraging ANSWER.
> Cadrax: Refuse to believe him.
You frown skeptically at the astronaut, hardly able to keep up with all the RUBBISH he's spouting. "|if that was truue then how the hell do we know youure not lying|" you snap. "|and how are we suuposed to truust youu when we cant even see youur face correctly|"
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Post by selmette on Jul 19, 2011 13:10:40 GMT -5
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"Derse, too. Anywhere you go to dream you no longer have access to; while dreaming, anyway. It is far too dangerous.
I haven't slept a wink; I've been awake for days on end. I don't want to waste any time. I assume it's just all black, though.
The Dream Maker guards the Otherworld, but no one has heard from him since the danger began. It's actually, now that I think about it, a bit suspicious... but the Dream Maker would never abuse his power like that. He is an ancient purity. I do hope nothing has happened to him, for if there has, it was surely the work of the villain I mentioned earlier, which means he is a force to be reckoned with indeed. The only thing strong enough to match the power of an ancient purity is an ancient evil, and all those have had their power drained."
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"You don't know I'm not lying," he says rather calmly. "Ask the Wise Beast if you must. And while you're there, you should ask him what to do next. I'll give you directions, just as soon as I've answered everyone's questions and given you the items you need--
wait, what do you mean you can't see my face correctly?"
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