scrib | [S] Avispa: Enter.

You are now AVISPA KUSBIR.

You've just confirmed your SERVER PLAYER and are preparing to ENTER THE GAME. You have absolutely no idea what you're GETTING YOURSELF INTO. Good thing you're SAFE in your HIVE!

Or are you?

Your LUSUS is nearby, you're SITTING ON A PUZZLE PILE, and everything just seems pretty okay! You don't even realize that the possibility of TERRIFYINGLY HORRIBLE WORLD-ENDING METEORS exists. With the CLIENT PROGRAM running, you contact Durian.

-- apiaryCryptonaut [AC] has signed on. --

-- apiaryCryptonaut [AC] began trolling defensiveAlchemist [DA]. --

AC: Ok4y I think th4t... I'm re4dy now, Duri4n!
AC: I'm 4ll set, I... think, to try this!
AC: This is exciting, m4ybe.
AC: I hope it turns... out to be 4... good puzzle to solve!
AC: The g4me 4nd this... entry process, m4ybe, yes.
AC: Yes, so, I'm re4dy!

You sit, happily, waiting. You're in your original hive. Your first hive. Your lusus built a HUGE BEEHIVE hanging from the branches of six very close trees and it became a home for you, for your LUSUS, and for a SWARM OF BEES. Mostly, they're easy to ignore. The PILE OF SKULLS around the base of the trees, though, is IMPOSSIBLE TO IGNORE. You, your lusus, and the swarm of bees regularly dispatch anyone who roams too close. Unfortunately you all CAN'T BE BOTHERED to clear away the skulls; not to mention that you REALLY LIKE THEM.

In good news, you've got A LOT OF ROOM to work with. The only thing laying around is YOU on your PUZZLE PILE; everything else is tucked away in your HONEYCOMB FETCH MODUS.

Yay.

[OOC: This whole post is, chronologically, before any of Avispa's other posts because this is her actually getting into the game! ]

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There's no time there's no time there's no time there's no time. Yet, you make time. You make it a point to read what Durian is telling you. This is what you need to know. You need to know so you can not die. It's counting down and you have to beat the clock.

[ 3:17 ]

As much as you want to stop it, you can't. You can't stop it, you can't end it, you can't do anything else but stare in horror as you think. There are so many pieces missing, so many things unexplained, but you were doing things and figuring things out. Things were happening.

Ok4y cruxtruder, totem l4the... 4nd 4lchemeter, yes, these.
4nd 4 kernelsprite, m4ybe.
It's 4 cube now... it's different, something h4ppened.
I guess th4t's prototyping!
But the m4chines, m4ybe.
The m4chines 4re import4nt.

As you ponder the machines, their purposes, their uses, a new thing appears. A card with holes punched into it. It settles upon your husktop and you stare for a moment before shaking your head. This isn't what you need. What you need is the first puzzle piece you were given. You have three machines. A process. Three machines... but everything came in fours. Three machines with a fourth thing.

You decide to worry about the fourth part later as you move to grab the cylinder, the cruxite dowel. In hopes that your guess is correct, because it seems to fit in one machine and not the other, you equip the TOTEM LATHE with your GREEN CRUXITE DOWEL and stare. It's not doing anything. You glance back at your husktop, the card, and the timer.

[ 2:48 ]

You're wasting time panicking. You have to act. You have to survive. You have to you have to you have to you have to. You quickly analyze the TOTEM LATHE, searching for SOMETHING you can do, something you can- a slot. Why would there be a slot-

You make a sound. The sound is as much a mix of surprise and happiness as it is of disappointment and frustration; there's not quite an adequate word to describe it, but accompanying the sound is your movement to grab that PRE-PUNCHED CARD. You're going to shove it in the slot and use the machine, and that's that. You hope you're doing the right thing, and you do take a second to glance at your chat window on your husktop. Durian's helping, after all!

[S] Avispa: Enter.

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