==> Be the pissy yellowblood

[soundtricks]

You are now Zurahe Cadens, and you are GETTING REAL TIRED of this game's bullshit.



==> Zurahe: Deal with Meteors.



Man, fuck these goddamn meteors.

It's the last one you get to before your computer starts going off at obnoxiously frequent intervals, and you realize that despite everything, shit is still going down, and people are still playing. There's both good and bad, of course, but you could care less, even as you check your trollian list once more time for those two familiar names to light back up.

Then, your Server player trolls you, and you almost bite through your tongue in frustration.

Of course. Of fucking course the highblood princess is all yours to deal with- just your goddamn luck tonight, isn't it?

The idiot nearly breaks some of your instruments, setting down the equipment, but thankfully you've seen enough of what Eighis had to do to know what you should get going with.

You've just started to sign to him about the cruxtruder when the first imps show up. You don't bother giving him an opportunity to try and 'help'- they're weak little things, and you handle them without much trouble. You can see things rising and dropping, him testing to see what's heavy enough to get the machine open.

You decide you won't give him time to find something to drop on it.



Honestly, you just wanted a chance to let the fucker know just who he was dealing with here.

After that, it's a blur of activity- getting the cruxite to the totem lathe- kicking and punching your way through more imps as you go- and finding something to prototype your kernelsprite with. You wind up with a sprite who's part novel hero (unfortunately from one of yours and not your moirail's), part drum (that was certainly Ridian's- you'd know, you gave it to him).

Getting in was easy. Your Artifact was a score- thankfully a simple one- that you managed to play through despite the notes scrolling across the front of the 'sheet' of music your artifact had become. Once you were in the Medium, you went back to your husktop, hoping again that those two names would light up. Above your hive, your Lusii circled, and kept most of the smaller imps at bay with dive-bombs and warning screeches.

-- blackoutEtude has signed on --

After what seems like an eternity of waiting, you realize the last of you is in- the quick disconnect-reconnect of their appearance in the Medium lets you know.

And you know then that all hope for them is lost.

It takes another while still before you move again, slowly, but purposefully. You hook up the husktop to your speakers, just to make sure you can hear them outside your respiteblock and then head for the window. You probably won't answer any messages right away, but you think you deserve a break, after the hot mess that was getting Eighis into the game, followed by having that idiot highblood as your server. And now... this.

If anyone really wants you that bad, they can work their way through the order and come see you.

You drop from the window to the soft ground your hive has landed more-or-less upright in, and pause to listen to the rustling around you- there are still more imps around than the ones you already beat into submission. You whistle, and from your modus, your axes appear in hand, ready to be used- and from their perches waiting to dive-bomb more imps, you can hear your Lusii shift in place, feathers rustling.



The sound that comes from the speaker around your throat is meant to be a yell, but it's garbled and unintelligible, the volume making it impossible for it to work properly.

It works alright for a battlecry, you suppose.

Comments

[absentultima]

You really don't want to have anything to do with her anymore. It was all you could do not to find something heavy and crush her while you laid out what she would need. You even checked, just a little, for something heavy enough. You don't care what you destroyed setting things up, and might have tried to do some damage. Only the instruments you took the time to be careful with, because no instrument deserves to be destroyed.

But you aren't done. Something about building? Honestly it's vague. You can see her on screen and you'd like to tear her throat out...

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[defectivesaboteur]

Mi55?;
Are you 7here?;