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 Posted: Sat Feb 04, 2012 8:51 pm
((I dunno, I feel like it should be four separate people. I'll ask around in some other RPs I'm a part of and you guys can do the same. I don't feel like it's needed right away anyway, but soon would be nice.))
CT: theblew away!
CT: the discs aregone, they blewoff in the storm!
Brie texted frantically, mummbled swear words under her breath for every virtual word she wrote, as though translating her writing into another, vulgar language.
CT: the only thing icould save wasthis stupd box!
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Posted: Sat Feb 04, 2012 9:55 pm
(This problem with the disks can be solved with liberal amounts of time travel. Should we do it like that?)
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Posted: Sun Feb 05, 2012 6:08 am
((Lol, I figured she would just pirate it from there, which could possibly cause some kind of interesting plot twist later. smile ))
((I would also like to point out, based on poll results, that anyone that makes a human character can make a troll character later when they're available. I haven't put any sort of limit on how many characters can be created. Anyway. Will ask around later in the day in my other rps for a final human character.))
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Posted: Sun Feb 05, 2012 9:55 am
(I could make a Troll character who could help with this disk problem.)
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Posted: Sun Feb 05, 2012 10:30 am
((Hmmmm, alright, go ahead. I'm going to make a slightly different profile skeleton for troll characters, but a lot of it is going to be the same, so you can go ahead and start on the profile maybe and just add in what's on the new skeleton when it's up?
Hmmm, I'm wondering where the trolls should be in there session at this point in the story? Should their session be over, having created our session, and if so what should they be doing?))
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Posted: Sun Feb 05, 2012 12:18 pm
(I'm guessing that they're God Tier, and meddling slightly with the Human session.)
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Posted: Sun Feb 05, 2012 12:30 pm
PP: I'm sure that 'this stupd box' would mean more to me if i knew what was inside the Box.
PP: I have a Plan.
PP: Go inside and open the Box.
PP: Ignore your Grandparent if need be.
PP: I'm sure our 'mutual Friend' should be able to help us with your Disk Problem.
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Posted: Sun Feb 05, 2012 7:25 pm
Brie took a deep breath to calm herself down before going inside and sneaking back up to her room. She could hear her grandmother off somewhere, calling for her to be careful on the stairs because she could "fall and break her neck". Brie resisted the urge to call out that annoyed granddaughters could cause the breaking of necks as well and made a bee line for her room.
Once there she logged back on on her computer before responding:
CT: right, i'll contacthim asap.
CT: first, tosee whats in this box.
Brie looked at the box. it was a regular shipping box, but without any official looking labels on it. There was just a single piece of paper taped to the box with her first name on it only. No last name, address, or even a return address.
With a hum she took one of her knives and cut into the tape. That was NOT what such fine utenciles were for but desperate times and all that. She opened the box and then typed to Jackson.
CT: idon't know what thisis.
CT: it's a machanical looking box, but it's not likeanything i've everseen.
CT: in anycase ithink it's a stalker present.
CT: therewere no labels so itdidn't come by mailman.
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Posted: Sun Feb 05, 2012 8:34 pm
PP: I'll see what i can do.
paintingPropagandist [PP] has stopped pestering caputTitanium [CT]
You disconnect from Brie and try to get in contact with one of the people who called themselves trolls.
paintingPropagandist [PP] started pestering unwillinglyCelibate [UC]
UC: How did you contact mE?
UC: You aren't supposed to be able to do thaT!
PP: Unimportant.
PP: I'm also willing to look past the last Time we spoke, when you blew up my Computer.
UC: That doesn't sound like something i'd dO...
PP: Right.
PP: I need a favor. Syndar, was it?
UC: How do you know my namE? Are you some kind of psychiC?
PP: No. I am, however, in need of your Assistance.
UC: Okay, but i don't know what i can dO.
PP: I have in my Possession a singular copy of both SBURB Disks.
PP: My friend, Brie, who i'm sure you've met before, was in possession of both disks, until the Wind swept them away.
PP: I need you to tell me how to get past the Copy Protection on my Disks so that i can send them to her.
UC: OkaY.
UC: I'll see what i can dO.
(Holy ********, that looks hard to read.)
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Posted: Sun Feb 05, 2012 9:25 pm
((Lol, slightly, by the way, Derse of Prospit?))
Brie set the strange technological cube off to the side on her desk. She knew that Jackson was primarily who this so called 'troll' communicated with and so let him handle the game issue. In that mean time she decided to calm herself down by going through one of her many cooking blogs and responding to comments.
"How do you get your food to look so pretty."
"That looks delicious!"
"Only old ladies post cooking blogs. You suck."
"You should send me pics. Topless please."
Brie responded to each comment, using as much bite as was needed before checking back in with Jackson.
CT: hey, got anythingyet?
CT: i'mdieing here!
CT: comeon comeon comeon comeon comeon comeon comeon!
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Posted: Sun Feb 05, 2012 10:53 pm
After an eternity of horrible jokes, which was really only a few minutes, Eris manages to dart past her father and run up the stairs with her copy of the game. She runs into her bedroom, locks the door, and sits at her computer.
taciturnCanis [TC] has started pestering caputTitanium [CT]
TC: how was your trek into that howling blizzard of yours..?
TC: are you a briesicle..?
TC: ...
TC: i can't believe i just typed that...
"why did i just type that.!?", the blond thinks to herself in horror at the joke she thought only her father would make.
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Posted: Mon Feb 06, 2012 7:49 am
Brie jumped when Eris messaged her. She'd completely forgotten that Eris was even online.
CT: the howling blizzard tookmy game!
CT: pp is talkingto UC (bluuuuuuh) aboutother means inwhich to aquire the game.
CT: didi mention
CT: bluuuuuuuuuuh.
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Posted: Mon Feb 06, 2012 8:00 am
(UC is a Prospit Dreamer.)
> Be the troll
You cannot be the troll! He won't let you. You can sit and watch what he's typing for a little while, though. He won't mind.
unwillinglyCelibate [UC] started trolling caputTitanium [CT]
UC: Your friend told me you needed some helP.
UC: I can get you a pirated copy of the gamE.
> Look at surroundings
No! Syndar is too busy to worry about his surroundings when there are more important things to do.
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Posted: Mon Feb 06, 2012 10:29 pm
TC: i hope you can get it...
TC: i managed to get mine, but my dad caught me before i could get back to my room...
TC: i think he's starting to rub off on me... really sucks...
TC: who's UC..?
Eris had not had the displeasure of having to put up with this particular troll as of yet, though she had had issues with others.
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Posted: Mon Feb 06, 2012 10:45 pm
Brie replied to the troll, saying:
CT: bluuuuuh
CT: oops, sorry forceof habit.
CT: the help wouldbe appreciated.
CT: pleaseandthankyou
She then got back to Eris:
CT: don't worryabout it.
CT: the pointis it looks likehe can get me the game.
((Lazy post is lazy. But I'm going to update profiles and stuff, so it's okay.))
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