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scrib2013-03-05 02:46 am
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==>BHARAL: SEND VIDEO CHAT REQUEST? [OPEN]
You certainly could do that, if you were Bharal, and were also near your computer. However, neither of these things are true. Bharal has been lost in the twisting, maze-like, and downright hostile confines of his Land since almost immediately after he entered the game. A large group of imps had broken into his hive shortly after entry, and, among other methods of causing trouble, they had set a small fire. This spread to his lusus' fur, panicking him, and causing him to plow straight through the wall and out into the Land of ERROR and Frog's bizarre countryside. Bharal, being a caring and dutiful ward, went off in search of his caretaker.
Not that anyone else could have known about any of this. Bharal has been unreachable since about five minutes after his entry, not having the time to experiment with alchemization enough to produce any mobile computing solutions, so you would be forgiven for thinking some kind of terrible fate had befallen him.
But, if you are not BHARAL SERALA, then who could you be....?
You are now BAADAD. You have a VARIETY of INTERESTS, which include EATING GRASS, MAKING FRIENDS, EATING MORE GRASS, EXPLORING NEW AND INTERESTING AND OCCASIONALLY DANGEROUS PLACES, DOTING ON YOUR BELOVED WARD, and, oh yes, EATING GRASS. Despite how much capslock there was in that last sentence, you actually have a VERY KIND AND GENTLE DISPOSITION, preferring to settle matters over a nice plate of grass than through fisticuffs. You also have RATHER TERRIBLE EYESIGHT, though you do not let that stop you from ADVENTURES!!! You have enough WOOL to be NEARLY SPHERICAL, and HORNS very similar to those of your aforementioned WARD, of whom you are very fond.
After that rather frightening ordeal with the imps and their fire, you spent time roaming this new countryside, sampling their FINE, EXOTIC GRASS. In this case, "FINE" and "EXOTIC" are synonyms for "TERRIBLE", and "TASTES LIKE ROTTING GARBAGE". Some short time after, however, you made it back to your hive, and have been awaiting Bharal's return. You will really have to have him plant some new seed, that tastes less like BARF.
But, you might be asking, what of this VIDEO CHAT REQUEST? Well, you see, Bharal's lusus is not very skilled with computers. He may have bumped his hooves against the keyboard, attempting to make this strange magical square tell him where Bharal is. It, however, did not deem Baadad fit to learn of it's sorceries, and made many strange and puzzling sounds the more Baadad rammed his head into it. Eventually, he managed to send a video chat request, to every online user. One would think that this is not a function any reasonable chat client would have, and they would be correct, but Baadad works in mysterious ways.
So it is with the above image that any who accept the chat request are greeted, the only changes being the occasional lowering of the head, to acquire more delicious grass. He thought ahead and put some in a bowl, so he can keep watch over this magical eye, in case it shows him where Bharal is.
It takes about a half an hour for something interesting to actually happen. The door to the room opens, and a weary-looking Bharal stumbles in, covered in minor cuts and scrapes, clothes a little tattered. He drops his staff and bag, his head lowered, and looks rather upset. Baadad stands up and bleats happily, and Bharal's head snaps up, his frown turning into a grin at the familiar sound. He runs forward, leaping into a hug around his lusus' neck. It's while Bharal is telling him to be more careful, to never run off like that again, where he can't find him, where he might get hurt, that he seems to notice the webcam is broadcasting. He rubs his eyes before looking into it. "O-Oh, hello, I suppose. I apologize for the abruptness, but..." He turns the webcam off, but a moment later:
-- defectiveSaboteur [DS] has signed on. --
Many thanks to Sig for the speedy, and yet excellent arts!
Not that anyone else could have known about any of this. Bharal has been unreachable since about five minutes after his entry, not having the time to experiment with alchemization enough to produce any mobile computing solutions, so you would be forgiven for thinking some kind of terrible fate had befallen him.
But, if you are not BHARAL SERALA, then who could you be....?
You are now BAADAD. You have a VARIETY of INTERESTS, which include EATING GRASS, MAKING FRIENDS, EATING MORE GRASS, EXPLORING NEW AND INTERESTING AND OCCASIONALLY DANGEROUS PLACES, DOTING ON YOUR BELOVED WARD, and, oh yes, EATING GRASS. Despite how much capslock there was in that last sentence, you actually have a VERY KIND AND GENTLE DISPOSITION, preferring to settle matters over a nice plate of grass than through fisticuffs. You also have RATHER TERRIBLE EYESIGHT, though you do not let that stop you from ADVENTURES!!! You have enough WOOL to be NEARLY SPHERICAL, and HORNS very similar to those of your aforementioned WARD, of whom you are very fond.
After that rather frightening ordeal with the imps and their fire, you spent time roaming this new countryside, sampling their FINE, EXOTIC GRASS. In this case, "FINE" and "EXOTIC" are synonyms for "TERRIBLE", and "TASTES LIKE ROTTING GARBAGE". Some short time after, however, you made it back to your hive, and have been awaiting Bharal's return. You will really have to have him plant some new seed, that tastes less like BARF.
But, you might be asking, what of this VIDEO CHAT REQUEST? Well, you see, Bharal's lusus is not very skilled with computers. He may have bumped his hooves against the keyboard, attempting to make this strange magical square tell him where Bharal is. It, however, did not deem Baadad fit to learn of it's sorceries, and made many strange and puzzling sounds the more Baadad rammed his head into it. Eventually, he managed to send a video chat request, to every online user. One would think that this is not a function any reasonable chat client would have, and they would be correct, but Baadad works in mysterious ways.
So it is with the above image that any who accept the chat request are greeted, the only changes being the occasional lowering of the head, to acquire more delicious grass. He thought ahead and put some in a bowl, so he can keep watch over this magical eye, in case it shows him where Bharal is.
It takes about a half an hour for something interesting to actually happen. The door to the room opens, and a weary-looking Bharal stumbles in, covered in minor cuts and scrapes, clothes a little tattered. He drops his staff and bag, his head lowered, and looks rather upset. Baadad stands up and bleats happily, and Bharal's head snaps up, his frown turning into a grin at the familiar sound. He runs forward, leaping into a hug around his lusus' neck. It's while Bharal is telling him to be more careful, to never run off like that again, where he can't find him, where he might get hurt, that he seems to notice the webcam is broadcasting. He rubs his eyes before looking into it. "O-Oh, hello, I suppose. I apologize for the abruptness, but..." He turns the webcam off, but a moment later:
-- defectiveSaboteur [DS] has signed on. --
Many thanks to Sig for the speedy, and yet excellent arts!
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so yeah itd be seriously fucking inconVenient for me if you culled him cause you got your seedflaps twisted oVer completely insipid BULLSHIT
also as for being better than you
why would i need someone to tell me that
seems pretty self eVident from where im standing
not flipping my shit oVer who talks to who like a controlling highblood tool
by the way that undeserVed sense of entitlement youVe got going there is impressiVe
clearly you were hatched the wrong caste
also
uh
explain to me your logic here
hes made shit harder for his own session
which from what iVe heard is pretty much only connected to yours cause of YOUR teams dumb hax bullshit
and as far as i know the only way were connected is that we can talk to each other across the sessions
but you
are concerned that HE
is somehow going to project failure across the medium
into your uninVited tumor of a session
through means i dont eVen know about yet
to turn your team into eVen bigger failures than youVe already dubbed them?
can you point me to the ONE SINGLE PIECE OF LOGIC in your argument that makes ANY sense
pretty sure if anyone should be pissed and concerned about one session fucking oVer another
its those of us in the legitimate session
not the parasites
also seriously
youre really inVested in me haVing some deep connection to this argument
iVe trolled plenty of people harder than this basically for shits and giggles
youre really not that much different
saVe that like i said
you take some kind of award for entitlement and dumbest shit being flipped
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you think you're smarter than you are
and you try and call other trolls stupid for not wanting their teammates to get any bullshit ideas from a guy like that server of yours
I think my point is
if any session deserves to survive
it probably isn't most of yours
but thanks for giving me more reason to be glad I'm not in your session
you're just as bad as fucking Phaest was
yeah, they suck, and yeah they're pathetic- but they're here and they're playing anyway and from what I gather they're doing a damned sight better than most of your 'legitimate' session
so you want to talk about entitlement♫
how about the fact that you just said you're more entitled to live than any of us, huh♫
and while you're at it, how about the fact that half the people in your session are replacements for the original players♫
how's that for fucking entitled♫
go fuck yourself and your server and whoever else you deem 'worthy' of surviving in your session
we'll see how far that gets you
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