[MEMO: OPEN TO ALL] ==> PROSPIT DREAMERS: FIND THE LOST NOTES

[defensivealchemist]

==> Durian: Dream and report on your findings.

You can't report on your findings when you haven't found anything!

==> Durian: Dream, find those notes and convey the information to the others.

That order is too complicated to complete in one cut. You'll need to divide it into TWO COMMANDS. You should probably also include any other available players in your command.

==> Prospit dreamers: Dream and search for the Lost Notes

According to Kappy, people join the game in an entry chain. You are not next in line. You're not sure how long it will take before you get in. Sitting at your computer and talking in that memo is interesting and fulfilling, but it doesn't block out the sound of meteors echoing outside. Now that you know what the sound is, you find yourself feeling unsettled. Possibly even nervous.

After a while you close the memo, set the device to charging, and hunt down the previous owner's recuperacoon. It's a pity that the troll who lived here died; from their hive's design and their stuff, you had enough in common that you could have enjoyed talking with them. You put those thoughts out of your mind as you climb into the sopor, and try to focus on the GOLDEN MOON. Hopefully the influence of the sopor will contribute to whatever gave you that previous dream.

It seems to help. Minutes or hours later, you fall asleep and wake in the golden tower, the same one you encountered Zirreh in.



==> Durian: Report the information to the others.

-- defensiveAlchemist [DA] RIGHT NOW opened memo dumpa11theinfo. --

DA: okay i promi5ed kappy id look for tho5e note5
DA: and there wa5 a 6it to find
DA: i dont actua11y remem6er a11 of it
DA: there were other intere5ting thing5 going on and i can pro6a6ly look later anyway
DA: fir5t off
DA: it11 6ring each of u5 to a different world
DA: eventua11y we11 6e a6le to get to each other5 world5
DA: and there are mon5ter5
DA: and we do 5omething ca11ed
DA: >- prototyping
DA: to a 5prite that help5 u5
DA: there were a lot of undefined thing5 in that explanation
DA: 6ut that5 an early part of thi5 5o im going to check with the people already in
DA: kal might 6e in that far
DA: kal if you read thi5 get in here
DA: youre the mo5t experienced per5on in the game who i5nt dead

[ OOC: If there are any other awake Alpha Prospit dreamers, join in the search for the lost notes on SCRIB that Phaest left behind! Everybody can join in the memo to prod at the searchers' memories, as well as threadjack each other and and theorize. ]

Comments

[bizango]

I HAVEN'T SEEN HIM FoR AWHILE!!!
AND ALSo I DoN'T THINK HE LIKES SAND So HE WoULDN'T BE THERE!
I DUNNo WHY YoU WANT HIM BACK ANYWAY

[apiarycryptonaut]

Oh um, so he... doesn't like s4nd, interesting.
Ok4y ok4y ok4y ok4y.

But we need him... b4ck, he's p4rt of... our te4m I think.
4nd he's very puzzling!
I h4ve questions to... 4sk him, I c4n't... 4sk him when he's... gone missing, no no.
C4n you ple4se ple4se... ple4se ple4se help find... him Silly-o-nigm4, m4ybe, yes?
Th4t would be re4lly... helpful, it would, yes.

[bizango]

...hm.

WHAT WILL YoU GIVE ME
IF I FIND HIM??

[apiarycryptonaut]

I c4n offer puzzles.
Or something else bec4use... I don't know wh4t... you like 4t 4ll.
Wh4t do you like?

[bizango]

LoTS oF THINGS!!
NoT PUZZLES

You ponder a moment... or five, distracted by a swirl of sand a little ways from you. And then, suddenly, you know exactly what you want!

I'D LIKE A KISS!

[apiarycryptonaut]

You stare at the screen for a few moments, just blinking. It's not that you're at all bothered by the action, you don't really know why anyone would want a kiss anyway. You're more wondering how.

Ok4y? But how do... I send one of... those to you, m4ybe?

[bizango]

You don't know why you'd want one either. You don't know why you do a lot of things, really.

WHEN WE MEET
IF WE MEET
THEN!!!

[apiarycryptonaut]

Oh well um will... you help find K4lfour... before then, m4ybe, ple4se?

[bizango]

oKAY
I CAN FIND HIM NoW IF YoU WANT

[apiarycryptonaut]

Re4lly, you c4n, yes?
Ple4se find him, yes!
Th4nk you, Silly-o-nigm4, re4lly!

[bizango]

ooooooooKAAAAAAAAAY

...and you proceed to not come back while you tear your way through your collective headspace, despite numerous, increasingly violent protests from the others. You have a task to do and it is, for once, a fun task!! Nothing's gonna stop you now!

[apiarycryptonaut]

You're not sure how Silly-o-nigma's going to go find Kalfour, but you suppose just sitting here waiting is a good idea. Good thing you've got puzzles to keep you entertained for however long it takes!

[bizango]

Well she'll be waiting quite awhile then. Very nearly an hour in fact. But eventually the window flickers to life again on the other side.

i'm

Awake. Which is the thing you least want to be. But there's something... someone? holding you here now. You blearily watch the window in front of you, confused, wondering why your head hurts so bad.

[apiarycryptonaut]

You'd honestly started to wonder how long it could take, especially after you'd finished several patterns on your rubick's cube's surfaces. The one word, though, pulls your attention right back to the screen.

Oh, hello K4lfour, yes?
Welcome b4ck, I think!

[bizango]

It takes you awhile to focus again, minutes slipping you by before your eye catches on the words... Impossible words.

What do you mean?

You must be dead, right? That color is from before the meteors, before everything... Mm. You try to retreat again, but you are pressed back into place.

[apiarycryptonaut]

4bout the welcome b4ck?
You were missing, yes!
I don't know why... but um 4re you... ok4y, mostly, m4ybe, yes?
You don't h4ve to... be missing, no, you're... found 4nd s4fe, I... hope I think, yes.

[bizango]

No no I can't... be awake right now.
I don't want to.
You're dead, aren't you?
So I'm maybe dead... too, I think, right?

[apiarycryptonaut]

Huh wh4t? No, no!
I'm very very very... very much 4live, yes!
4nd you're not de4d... I'm sure of it.
This isn't 4 dre4m... either, no, it's re4l!
I don't w4nt 4nyone... to be de4d 4nd... I don't think 4nyone... is de4d, no no.

[bizango]

Wow you... legitimately flinch away from your husktop for a moment.

she's dead

[apiarycryptonaut]

W4it wh4t no, no... no no. K4lfour, who?

[bizango]

preta

Typing it shakes you. You feel sick suddenly.

[apiarycryptonaut]

Oh no, th4t's, it's...

Something clicks in your head and you can't stop yourself from apologizing. Someone is dead. Someone Kal knew.

I'm sorry i'm sorry... i'm sorry i'm sorry!

[bizango]

don't
maybe please

[apiarycryptonaut]

Um, well, oh, um.
4re you ok4y, K4lfour?

[bizango]

i'm fine

You aren't. But at least lying still comes easily to you.