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Callus Velares

"Calm, cool, and collected."

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a character in “HMSTCK”, as played by 0neTailedf0x

Description

Full Name: Callus Velares
Role: Heir of Space
Screen Name: rocketingHeir
Typing Style: He will type in a careful manner always being sure he types the correct text, but he does sometimes type in cryptic ways.
Personality: He is fun loving and wouldn't mind experiencing new things. He can be calm and collected when needed, since that is something he inherited from his father. He wouldn't mind being friends with you as long as you didn't act like a jerk to him, if you did act like that to him he would have fun plotting out your downfall and he wouldn't give up even if he would constantly fail. He will sometimes wear a mask with one side happy and fun loving, and one side serious and to the point. He wants to play Sburb to have some fun with the friends he made over the internet, but he hardly has a chance to make friends in the area he lives in due to him being on a private island that only his father and a few select people know the location to. He enjoys playing the piano, since it was the thing his father taught him to do, but he wont admit that deep down he knows his father is dead.
Appearance Description: His normal attire consists of a jacket and casual clothes or it can be formal clothes for when he wishes to play the piano.
Fetch Modus and Strife Specibus: His fetch modus uses density to categorize items, of course he can pick items from anywhere in his modus. He doesn't know why people pick such inconvenient modi, but to everyone their own preference. His strife specibus is ThrownProjectilekind, since he is extremely good at throwing knifes and forks at enemies from long distances.
Sburb Player Planet: Land of color and frogs
Backstory: He is a normal child who lives in a private island secluded from the rest of the world, since he is the heir to a company that is making billions by the week. His father's company is based upon a high level of technology that would be impossible to get without being a complete genius. His mother died in an "accident" involving a meteor and him arriving on that same meteor, but his father would never tell him that. His father is an eccentric person who would try and do anything imaginable just to not be bored, but he can be serious and mean when needed. His father died from a failed experiment, but Callus never had the guts to explore his father's office due to him being in denial about his father's death. He has always been a schizophranic child who saw things that weren't there, but his father said that was normal for someone of his bloodline. His father never explained why, but he didn't really want to know why. He learned to care for himself, surviving off of the natural world and it's resources. Eventually he got bored of having no one to talk to and found a computer with internet, but he didn't question how it had internet. He instead was happy and managed to get some friends on the internet that would later on explain it to him, but he knew more about coding computers than actually talking to people on them. Eventually he became addicted to the computer and began speaking with his internet friends more and more. He would occasionally send them gifts when it was their birthdays and they would do the same to him. It took quite a while for the gifts to arrive at his residence, but they got there and he enjoyed finally being able to have conversations with people. Even if it was on the internet, but when he got a disc from someone who he didn't know and it was named Sburb he decided to run it on his other computer. It wasn't a virus, so he moved the application to his normal computer.

So begins...

Callus Velares's Story

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Callus was wearing no shirt or jacket due to him being on an island and not really needing to be clothed, but he had the decency to wear pants and things like that. His copy of Sburb was supposed to be mailed to him today, but it would probably land somewhere stupid on his island. He decided to pester one of his friends that he met on the internet.

rocketingHeir [RH] began began pestering smilingUrsurper [SU]

RH: Hey, have you gotten the game yet?
RH: I have no idea if I did, being on an island and stuff.
RH: It's probably up on the mountain or some crazy place like that.
RH: If you do, let's play it with the other guys and try to finish the game and beat the bosses.
RH: I wanna see how good we can be as a team.

rocketingHeir [RH] ceased pestering smilingUrsurper [SU]

He just finished pestering one of his friends and he hoped to get a quick response, but they might be busy doing other stuff. He decided he would carry his pda around with him, in case he got a response from SU. He was going outside to check if it did for some stupid reason land on the top of the volcano, so he grabbed his climbing equipment and got ready to climb up there. When he went into the living room he saw his dad there, as spiffy and eccentric as ever. Of course he was dead, but Callus would never accept that. He said a quick bye to his father and told his dad that he would be going outside and onto the mountain. He remembered the dream he had earlier about a monster with horns and purple blood, it was nerve-wrecking and he got rid of all of the clocks in his house that ticked. Whenever he dreamed about that monster he always heard distant ticking in the background of his dreams, but this dream was different. He grabbed a shirt and jacket, then he put them on and walked out of the door leading outside. There was a slight breeze, but other than that it was good day to be outside. There was normal creatures and some strange creatures outside, but he didn't think that they were any different from the creatures on the rest of the world. He began running towards the mountain and tripped over a couple of roots. Once he got to the mountain he began scaling it, but he was pretty slow at doing it. Even with his developed body from having to survive on his own on a private island. He hoped that he didn't get a response, until he got to the top of the mountain.

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Midnight. 12:00. The witching hour. The suburbs. The Captio household, dark save for the light of the computer screen in Fastus’s room. Fastus himself was not at his computer. He was sitting on his bed, in
the dark, planning, scheming. His computer was computing, installing the game, Sburb, that he had placed into it. Huh? You thought he wouldn’t have Sburb at this point in time? Why would you think that? Fastus pulled quite a few strings to get his hands on 4 copies of both the server and client disks and spent a huge portion of his personal time finding three “friends” to play the game with. Fastus bantered with them for months, dropping hints and tips to eventually lead them to the inevitable mention of Sburb. He would be damned if he wasn’t prepared. The players had been set: the warrior, the mage, the jack and, of course, the schemer. The overture has reached its final notes. It was time...

valdephonousHost [VH] began pestering rocketingHeir [RH]
VH: Hello again.
VH: Are you ready?
VH: You have the disk, correct?
VH: Goodness, where are my manners?
VH: I must apologize for my over excitement.
VH: I’m just full of anticipation for the grand adventure that is sure to await us!
VH: I’m talking to a wall aren’t I?

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He was messaged by VH this time, but he wasn't expecting to be pestered without reaching the top of the mountain. He lost his grip on the mountain he was climbing and fell down the side of the mountain, this would prove a challenge when entering the Medium later on. For now though it would only hurt a lot, but he was warned of those mountains. While he tumbled down he heard the voice of his dead father saying." I warned you about those mountains son, I warned you." His father did warn him about mountain climbing and stairs, but he occasionally forgot the advice given to him. He remembered that he was falling, so he tried to use a shirt as a parachute. But he didn't put on a shirt, so he was pretty much doomed as he saw it. Before he fell to his death he remembered that there was a pile of leaves at the bottom, from the time his dad decided to jump off the mountain and into the leaves. This pile of leaves was the place that Callus's father died, but Callus's mind chose to put that memory deep inside his subconscious. Luckily for Callus his subconscious was able to save him before he died, his subconscious made him notice the fact that a parachute was stuck to one of the trees he was about fall past. This was the parachute his father used the day he died, but Callus just thought it was one of many parachutes scattered around the island due to his friends dropping presents with parachutes attached. The parachute slowed him down, but it broke the instant he fell onto it. The leaves broke his fall, considering the parachute was there to save his life. He saw a box near one of the trees, he never noticed this box before due to him having no reason to be here before. He cleared the plants and other things off of it, so he could look at the box better. He really wanted to look at what was inside the box, but he had to get home due to it almost being night and creatures that could kill him coming out at night.

He ran to his home, completely ignoring the fact he almost died. He jumped through his door and quickly closed it, since it was steel none of the creatures could break it down without being intelligent. He remembered he was messaged earlier and decided to leave the box on his couch, he then tried to get the pda he dropped earlier without knowing he dropped it. It wasn't there, he quickly connected the dots and noticed he dropped it earlier when falling out of the mountain. He went downstairs leaving the box on the couch, his laptop was in his giant basement and it was a bit hard to see without the lights turned on. He moved his hand along the wall looking for the light switch, he found it and turned it on so he could see and there was his laptop that projected a holographic image of a screen and keyboard. The laptop itself was only a ring the size of an orange, it had a hole in the middle that was filled with circuitry and a projector for the holograms. He connected a wireless mouse to the ring and began opening Pesterchum, he saw that the person who messaged him was VH himself. Their conversation went like this
valdephonousHost [VH] began pestering rocketingHeir [RH]
VH: Hello again.
VH: Are you ready?
VH: You have the disk, correct?
VH: Goodness, where are my manners?
VH: I must apologize for my over excitement.
VH: I’m just full of anticipation for the grand adventure that is sure to await us!
VH: I’m talking to a wall aren’t I?

RH: My bad, I fell off the mountain I was scaling when you messaged me, one second, I have to see what this package I found is for.


Callus checked out what the package had inside of it, he was surprised to find a yellow envelope with a disk labeled Sburb inside of it.

RH: It wouldn't happen to be named Sburb, would it?
RH: If it is, it came with the package.


Callus didn't notice that there was a note under the envelope, but if he did then he would probably be in a state of confusion and he wouldn't be able to have the rest of this conversation with VH.

VH: That is indeed the aformentioned disk. Tell me, was it my message that caused you to loose balance?
RH: Yeah, that kind of hurt when I fell down the mountain.
RH: It's cool though. If that didn't happen, I wouldn't have found the package.

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valdephonousHost [VH] opened memo on board TEAM NAME PENDING, COMMUNICATION ENGAGE, IMPORTANT INFORMATION.
valdephonousHost [VH] invited rocketingHeir [RH], dashingFalcon [DF] and smilingUrsurper [SU] to post in memo.
VH: Greetings everyone. I assume that you have all received a copy of Sburb?
VH: Let me rephrase. Whether or not you have the disk “now” is not important.
VH: You all WILL receive the game. This is clear. I shall thus continue accordingly.
VH: Now then,
VH: What you must first do is obtain a “server” player.
VH: My “client” player is, as of now, rocketingHeir.
VH: This means that I am his server player.
VH: Having a server player is essential to completing the game.
VH: If you ARE a server player, you must place or “deploy” certain objects so that your client player can progress. This is done using a type of currency known as “grist”.
VH: The object are, in no particular order:
VH: Cruxtruder, Totem Lathe, Punch Designix and Alchemiter.
VH: As well, you must deploy a special “Pre-punched card”.
VH: These objects must be operated in order. I shall explain.
VH: Upon opening your Cruxtruder, a Kernelsprite is released. This sprite can combine with, or prototype itself with, any object it touches, up to 3 total. This changes the sprite’s appearance and capabilities. Be warned, it has a particular affinity to go after those who are, or will soon be, deceased.
VH: Once the sprite is released, Cruxite Dowels can then be extracted from the Cruxtruder.
VH: Using punched cards (acquired by entering captchalogue cards into the Punch Designix) and a Dowel on the Totem Lathe will shape the Dowel in a...unique pattern.
VH: This Dowel can then be entered into the Alchemiter and create the object on the card that was originally placed into the Lathe, assuming you have enough grist to pay.
VH: If you overlap cards when placing them into the Totem Lathe, it will combine the objects on the cards.
VH: When using the pre-punched card in this entire process, it eventually creates a “Cruxite Artifact” which will assist in transporting you to the next stage of the game and away from the Reckoning.
VH: Oh, that reminds me. I almost forgot to mention something rather important.
VH: When you open the Cruxtruder, it sets off a sort of timer. When this countdown reaches 0...
VH: Well, lets just say it’s not pleasant.
VH: This “Reckoning” is not an obstacle you can fight, just one you can run away from.
VH: That about wraps up the explanation of the game so far.
VH: Ta ta for now.
valdephonousHost [VH]
ceased responding to memo.

The instructions had been laid out, clear as day. There was very little chance that anyone could mess this up. If they did...Fastus shuddered to think of the enormous amount of time he would have to spend gathering another party and get another set of disks. No, these would have to do.

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valdephonousHost [VH] opened memo on board TEAM NAME PENDING, COMMUNICATION ENGAGE, IMPORTANT INFORMATION.
valdephonousHost [VH] invited rocketingHeir [RH], dashingFalcon [DF] and smilingUrsurper [SU] to post in memo.
VH: Greetings everyone. I assume that you have all received a copy of Sburb?
VH: Let me rephrase. Whether or not you have the disk “now” is not important.
VH: You all WILL receive the game. This is clear. I shall thus continue accordingly.
VH: Now then,
VH: What you must first do is obtain a “server” player.
VH: My “client” player is, as of now, rocketingHeir.
VH: This means that I am his server player.
VH: Having a server player is essential to completing the game.
VH: If you ARE a server player, you must place or “deploy” certain objects so that your client player can progress. This is done using a type of currency known as “grist”.
VH: The objects are, in no particular order:
VH: Cruxtruder, Totem Lathe, Punch Designix and Alchemiter.
VH: As well, you must deploy a special “Pre-punched card”.

dashingFalcon[DF] has responded to the memo

DF: Oh god, so this isn't a hook up after training session game?
DF: this is such a FALCON SURPRISE
DF: Oh wait, maybe I FALCON CAN
DF: but this whole sprite thing is pretty cool.
DF: Justifies me owning one polar bear rug.
DF: get ready for BEARSPRITE!!!
DF: Oh and I call smilingUrsurper for a server player. FALCON DIBBS
DF: p.s. team name shall be team SMILINGROCKETFALCONHOST
DF: P.s.s #swag #yolo #FALCON

rocketingHeir[RH] has responded to the memo

RH: We will be the best team out there, no other team will be able to even come close to our awesomeness. 
RH: I think it would be best to throw in something for communication and something to allow for consumption of food or we may die of hunger.
RH: Imagine being able to have free chips from a sprite all the time, this is going to be great. 
RH: I'm throwing in one of my spare fridges in my basement, a dictionary, and I don't think I have a third thing to put in.
RH: This combination should allow communication between me and the Sprite, and it should allow me to never go hungry or die of dehydration.
RH: If I'm reading this right, then I should be able to combine weapons with the totem lathe and make an awesome godly weapon.
RH: I'm going to need to get some 'grist' before I make anything though.
RH: I second DF's choice of name. 
RH: I have a bit of questions before I play the game.
RH: How powerful are the enemies in the game?
RH: Oh and DF, wanna see how many monsters we can kill as a team? 
[DF] Yo RH, you can alchemize food to creat more, just make sure it's easily non-perishable. Junkfood and canned goods have kept me going so far, not quite sure on the sandwiches though.
[DF] i can readily accept your slaying prowess as FALCON TEAMWORK
RH:High five. Anyone wouldn't happen to have any knifes or anything to throw?  I'm kind of useless without a projectile to throw.

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[RH]: This is a lot to take in at at time, but I guess that you wont go easy on me with information.
[RH]: A bard of time or space would be terrible, so I hope we don't have any in our session.
[RH]: Space, now that sounds like an awesome aspect.
[RH]: I could throw knifes at supersonic speeds and stuff like that.
[RH]: If I could take a wild guess, then I guess I'm an heir.
[RH]: I think I'm prototyping my dad, since it would be awesome to have him as a sprite.
[RH]: I just hope the imps don't take on the appearance of my father when I prototype him, since it'll be pretty weird killing the imps.
[RH]: Let's say I wanted to visit your land, would I be able to?


rocketingHeir[RH] has ceased responding to the memo.



Callus began a private conversation with VH, since VH might know what's wrong with the dreams Callus has been having lately. When he opened the chat his mind was trying to figure out what to mention first.

rocketingHeir[RH] has began pestering valdephonousHost[VH]


[RH]: Yo, I keep on having the god damn dreams, it's driving me crazy.
[RH]: The dreams made me want to break every clock that I owned, since the infernal ticking is always in my dream's background.
[RH]: I keep on seeing the purple-blooded monster in my dreams.
[RH]: The thing, it has giant horns and it has a wild smile on it's face.
[RH]: It's carrying juggling clubs and it appears to be a clown, but this clown isn't even remotely funny.
[RH]: Is this somehow connected to the game or am I just subconsciously afraid of demon clowns?

rocketingHeir[RH]
has ceased pestering valdephonousHost[VH]

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Fastus walked through the undergrowth of his player planet, The Land of Illusion and Nightshade, his Poolsprite following close behind. His sprite had been prototyped first with a pool cue, not a swimming pool, and Fastus was currently looking for something living or dead for its second prototyping. As he did so, Fastus reflected on the past. He had recently turned ten, and had just received a computer for his birthday from his sister. This was actually a pleasant surprise that his sibling had used the money given to her by the government for raising Fastus on something other than drugs or booze. With as much ambivalence as one can muster while setting up a brand new gadget, Fastus installed his computer and created a Pesterchum account. Almost immediately, he began being contacted. Of course, Fastus hadn't added anyone yet, so this came as a bit of a surprise.

fragmentaryLast [FL] began trolling harmoniousOctave [HO]
[FL]: he
[FL]: hehehehehehe
[FL]: HEllo.

[HO] Greetings.
[FL]: hehehehehehehehehehe
[FL]: he

[HO]: What is so humorous?
[FL]: humorous?
[FL]: oh, NO. you misunderstand. i’m NOt LAUGHing.

[HO]: Then what are you doing?
[FL]: im talking about HIM.
[FL]: HIM.
[FL]: HIS.
[FL]: HE.
[FL]: he
[FL]: hehehehehehehehe

[HO]: How are you contacting me right now?
[FL]: luck. i sent out a signal at random and you answered.
[FL]: ring ring.
[FL]: ring ring.

[HO]: Who’s there?
[FL]: ME.
[FL]: hehehehehehehehehehe

[HO]: Who are you? Why are you talking to me?
[FL]: who am i? telling you my name would accomplish NOthing. even if you knew who i was before. ive changed since tHEn.
[HO]: Since when?
[FL]: a long TIME ago. sWEEPs and sWEEPs. NOw, my name is gone, USELESS.
[FL]: i suppose you can call ME.
[FL]: tHE OMEGA.
[FL]: or OMEGA for short.

[OH]: Alright “Omega”. Who’s this “he” you speak of?
[FL]: oh. HIM? HE is NOthing short of a GOD.
[FL]: HIS POWERs are beyond compreHEnsion.
[FL]: HE travels around tHE universe. bringing hope to the WEAK and DESPAIR to the strong.
[FL]: HE shall PURGE the worlds in neverENDing FIRE.
[FL]: and from tHE aSHEs will aRISE a new dawn. a fresh start. a wonderful world of peace and prosperity.
[FL]: hehehehehehehehehehehehe

[OH]: That...sounds wonderful.
[FL]: it will be.
[FL]: HE couldnt accomplish it without tHE MESSIEVILs assistance. of course.

[OH]: The who?
[FL]: tHE MESSIEVIL. hes a fancy FELLow. always dresses in a green and white suit with a tie.
[OH]: What does this Messievil have to do with...erm...”Him”.
[FL]: tHE MESSIEVIL is HIS HOST. tHE MESSIEVIL paved the way for HIM. he set tHE stage and DIMmed the lights.
[FL]: and in tHE END. tHE MESSIEVIL will PERISH.
[FL]: and like a CATerpillar sHEds its husk and becomes a butterfly.
[FL]: from tHE MESSIEVILs remains. HE shall arise.

[OH]: Wow. That’s quite the story.
[FL]: story? oh NO. the whole thing is true.
[OH]: You’re kidding.
[FL]: DO I SOUND LIKE IM MOTHERFUCKING KIDDING FASTUS?
[OH]: How do you know my name?
[FL]: hehehehehehehehehehehehehehehe
[OH]: How do you know my name?!
[FL]: HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE
[OH]: HOW DO YOU KNOW MY NAME?!
[FL]: i recognized your typing style. weve spoke in my past. your future.
[OH]: How is that possible?
[FL]: time SHEnanigans.
[FL]: you WANT to kNOw something cool?

[OH]: What is it?
[FL]: you are tHE MESSIEVIL. or can be.
[OH]: What?
[FL]: you are tHE perfect candidate for becoming HIS HOST. a MESSIEVIL needs to be smart. clever. tricky. and willing to gain power at whatever cost.
[OH]: So what if I am?
[FL]: tHEn you will become powerful. and you will change tHE world. your dreams of a universe of your own shall be realized. all of existence shall recognize you. and obey. you shall become HIM. and all that that entails.
[FL]: hehehehehehehehehehe

[OH]: So, you’ve talked to myself in the future?
[FL]: yes.
[OH]: And I will become strong?
[FL]: tHE STRONGest.
[OH]: What do I need to do?
[FL]: be smart. be clever. be tricky. seek out power and SEIZE it. find those who you can FOOL into HELPing you and use tHEm to do tHE dirty work. create and destroy.
[OH]: Alright. I’ll do it. Will you help me?
[FL]: ive done eNOugh already. you can handle it from here.
[FL]: youd better get started. tick tock fastus.
[FL]: TICK
[FL]: HE
[FL]: TOCK
[FL]: HE
[FL]: TALKS
[FL]: he

[HO]: Goodbye Omega. I look forward to hearing from you again.
[FL]: NOt likely. im a very busy PURPLE BLOOD. ive got places to go and people to KILL.
[FL]: later motHERFUCKER.
fragmentaryLast [FL]
ceased trolling harmoniousOctave [HO]

Speaking of Pesterchum, back in the present, Fastus was being contacted by another one of his “friends.” Thankfully, he had planned for this. Just as expected, Fastus’s computer materialized in front of him out of his Captchalogue. He opened it and read the message from RH. He finished the text, paused with surprise and re-read it. With great haste, Fastus typed a response.

valdephonousHost[VH] began pestering rocketingHeir[RH]
[VH]: I hate to tell you this, but I don’t think it’s just your subconscious. I’ve talked a “purple blood” before, or at least he claimed that he was.
[VH]: His name is the Omega. I’m not entirely sure “what” he is, just that he might be helpful, dangerous or both. He’s the one that first pointed me in the direction of Sburb.
[VH]: His screen name is “fragmentaryLast” and he uses some weird form of pestering called “trolling.” If he talks to you, be wary. He is, without a shadow of a doubt, completely insane.
[VH]: The first and last time we spoke, he was babbling on about “HIM” and a “Messievil”. He also told me “tick tock”, but that may be just a coincidence. Nevertheless, keep an eye out for him. He might have crucial information regarding this game that even I do not have access to.
[VH]: Oh, and don’t tell the others about him. If this Omega is really as dangerous as he sounds, we don’t want anyone else pursuing him. dashingFalcon especially might try and track him down or something foolish like that. The last thing that this party needs is the loss of one of our members.
[VH]: I’m trusting you with this. If you run into him or he contacts you, be sure to tell me immediately. I’m absolutely certain that you can handle it. Don’t let me down. Ciao.
valdephonousHost [VH]
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rocketingHeir[RH] began pestering valdephonousHost[VH]


[RH]: Interesting, although I'm not going to be foolish enough to be swayed by him if that is his goal.
[RH]: I'm not stupid enough to pick a fight I can't win, since I have no idea what his abilities are it would be stupid for me to jump in headfirst.
[RH]: I'll be sure to not tell DS about him, since I don't want him to die fighting a monster that could possibly be swayed to help us.
[RH]: I wonder if we can manipulate him and get him to tell us things that we do not know.
[RH]: In all honesty though, I probably wont be able to function when around him due to him being the cause of many nightmares I have.
[RH]: If he knows as much as we think he does, then he should be able to use this to his advantage.
[RH]: Is he hoping to kill us? If he is then we should probably setup a base, as to not be separated and die easily.
[RH]: Shall you set up my objects? I really am interested in playing this game and perhaps seeing what I can learn.
[RH]: I really want to be an Heir Of Space, since I like rockets and I'm an heir to a lot of things.
[RH]: Wouldn't it be awesome if that was my role?


rocketingHeir[RH] ceased pestering valdephonousHost[VH]

Callus was seriously interested in what this 'monster' wanted from him and his friends, so he would try and get the information out of the psychotic person who pestered VH. He licked his lips and prepared for the most fun he had in his life, since this would be quite an interesting adventure. He cracked his knuckles and expected to be bothered by the 'person' who talked to VH, but he hoped he wasn't just a pawn in a game. He had a couple of throwing knifes, an unloaded rifle, some forks, and a laptop were captchalouged. He went downstairs into his storage and looked for a fridge, so he could get food without wasting grist on food. He couldn't find any fridges, so he went through the Transportalizer and found a fridge in the room it led to. He brought the fridge back with him and put it next to his main computer, the one he was to install sBurb on. He went past the corpse of his father, but he would never be convinced that his father was dead. He accidentally knocked the corpse of his father into a fire, so he tried grabbing the corpse out of the fire and into a bowl of water. He forgot to put water in the bowl and his father's corpse burned into ashes. He finally accepted that his father was dead, since he couldn't deny that his father was just burned into ashes. He wasn't sad, since he could bring back his father and adventure with his father. However, he wouldn't prototype his father into the sprite until after he entered the medium and this would save him the trouble of fighting imps that looked like father. He put the ashes in an urn, so he wouldn't lose track of the ashes. He grabbed his father's favorite gun and brought it with him to his main computer, since it would be best to put his father's favorite gun in the sprite as well. He was prepared to enter the medium, but he needed VH to setup his machines and then he would be ready to begin the adventure.

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valdephonousHost[VH] began pestering rocketingHeir[RH]
[VH]: I'm not entirely sure what he wants. Kill us or help us, I can't tell for certain.
[VH]: By the way, I really like your home. Have you got a place in mind for me to deploy what you need?

The setting changes from earth to Alternia

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Character Portrait: Keni Howard Character Portrait: Zuriik Taroql Character Portrait: Danavel Maujī Character Portrait: Callus Velares Character Portrait: Elix Straumm Character Portrait: Fastus Captio

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Zuriik awoke, quite suddenly. There was no slow sequence, just a quick return to consciousness. Just the feeling of being submerged. Zuriik opened his eyes to an expanse of dark looking green. “Sopor. But it’s been diluted or something. It’s like, weaker now.” he thought to himself. He reached his hands out of the slimy concoction and pulled himself above the surface. With a deep breath of fresh air, he lurched forward, falling out of the Recuperacoon with a wet splotch, waking up a slumbering Freddy in the corner. “What the fuck!? Oh, Zuriik. You’re awake. Wait. You’re...awake? Holy shit, you’re awake. Huzzah!”

“Save the applause Fred, I’m a little wiped out at the moment.” Zuriik rolled onto his back, wheezing with exhaustion at the minor effort of movement after a long time if being stationary. "Fuck. How long was I out?"

"Like three days man, give or take."

"That long, huh?"

"What happened to you? You kinda died there for a minute."

"Yeah, about that..." Zuriik began to explain the tale of what he had experienced while unconscious, with the exception of his crazy dreams. As he did so, he steadily moved more and more until he could stand on his own. He went through a rudimentary yoga routine to wake up his muscles more, Freddy just standing by and listening to his story. "...so that's really it."

"Woah."

"Hey Freddy?"

"Yeah, what's up?"

"Where are my clothes?"

It was as if he noticed for the first time that Zuriik was covered in slime and wearing only his underwear. He blushed, his cheeks coloring in with teal. "Oh. Uh. Right. Sorry. They're over here, let me go get them." He left the room as fast as his legs could carry him.

Zuriik was alone in the makeshift bedroom, at least for now. It wasn't very nice by many standards, but for him it was. Besides the Recuperacoon, it had a table and chest. Freddy entered the room then, laying a pile of clothes and a towel down on the table and scurrying away again. Zuriik wiped himself off and dressed, exiting the room into the hallway, which lead into the transportalizer hub. Freddy stood right, nervously twiddling his thumbs. “Hey, Fred. I’ve got a quick question or two. Cool?”

“Yeah, sure man.”

“The crabby troll. What’s his name?”

“That’s Karkat.”

“Blind chick?”

“Terezi.”

“Dude with the metal legs?”

“Tavros.”

“Polite and proper girl with a chainsaw?”

“Kanaya.”

“Drugged up clown?”

“Danavel.”

“The one whose name I don’t know.”

“Ah, then Gamzee.”

“Strong one who is also a mechanic?”

“Equius.”

“Glub girl and duality psychic.”

“Feferi and Sollux.”

“Douchefins?”

“Probably Eridan.”

“Spiderbitch.”

“Definitely Vriska. So I guess that leaves-”

“Nepeta.”

“-Nepeta. Wait...how do you already know her name?”

“Don’t you remember? I told you, I met her on Derse before we entered The Medium.”

After a moment or two of thinking, realization covered Freddy’s face as he put two and two together. “She’s the cat-troll!”

“What? Of course she is. How have you just now figured this out?”

“Well, I was a little too busy making sure you didn’t kill yourself in your sleep or anything.”

“And yet you managed to recall all their names.”

“I’ve got a really good memory for names.” Freddy punched Zuriik’s shoulder. “Dude, you’re on the same asteroid as the girl of your dreams! Kinda literally your dreams to.”

“Yes, I know. Just...don’t tell anyone about the whole...fact that I’m super flushed for her, okay?”

“My lips are sealed.”

“You didn’t already tell anyone about that, did you?”

“Nah bro, I just told them about The Pain and the visions, at least as much as you told me. I didn’t think you’d want me to tell anyone about your long distance flush-crush or anything.”

“Thanks man.”

“Anytime. So what now?”

“I’m going to go introduce myself again, I suppose. Then just play it by ear.”

“Oh, by the way, Karkat wanted to talk to you about something when you woke up. Well...he said if...but you get the idea. You sure you’re okay to be up and walking?”

“I’ll be fine. Later Freddy.”

“Later Zuriik.”

The two of them parted ways, Freddy heading back to who knows where while his friend stepped into the computer room through a transportalizer. Most of the trolls were present, either typing on chat windows or just sitting around. Nepeta wasn’t there for whatever reason, neither was Freddy of course. Equius was also absent, though everyone else who could be accounted for was. Gale and Danavel seemed to have integrated themselves rather well, they looked like a part of the one big happy family that were currently living their lives on an asteroid in the middle of nowhere. One big happy fucking lie. The crabmeister himself was seated in front of a computer, deep in typed conversation. No one really noticed Zuriik when entered, nor when he walked behind Karkat. From his vantage point over the cancer’s shoulder, Zuriik could see who Karkat was talking to. Whoever the guy was, he looked pretty alien. Weird colored skin, no horns, typing in sky blue of all colors.
“So these are the humans I’ve heard about, huh?”

Karkat jumped a foot in the air, whirling around to face Zuriik. “Fuck! Don’t sneak up on me like that.” His face was slightly flushed with red and he looked as if he had just been caught with his pants down.

“Whatcha doin there Karkat? Having some kind of crossdimensional interspecies hate-date?”

“No! It’s purely platonic. Wait. You’re one of the new guys, aren’t you?”

“Zuriik is the name you are looking for.”

“Right. Didn’t you die or something?”

Zuriik shrugged. “I got better.”

“And how do you know my name?”

He tapped his temple, sitting down in a nearby chair as he did so. “Visions, remember? I used to see the future.”

“Used to?”

“Yeah. Turns out the whole thing was some crazy scheme by a dick future version of myself. I told him to knock it off.”

Karkat rolled his eyes. “Sort of preaching to the choir about the assholish future self.”

“Oh,” Zuriik replied sarcastically, “so your future self ruined your life by mutating you into a freak and giving you daily doses of extreme suffering? And I thought I was the only one.”

" I'm sure you had a tough fucking life, you don't have to be a dick about it."

Refusing to respond, Zuriik instead scanned the room, looking at the various trolls who were doing - in his view - fuck all. "So why contact the humans anyway? What's up with that?"

"We're trying to...help them...sort of."

"Why? What's so important about them?"

"You know how you get a universe if you win Sgrub?"

"Not until now. Never really got that far in the game."

"The humans are our universe's inhabitants. We...got shut out of our prize by this guy, Jack Noir. And now we're stuck on this stupid asteroid."

"Right." The transportalizer flared into life behind Zuriik as a troll left the room (probably Tavros by the clanking sound he made). "So why did you want to see me anyway?"

"Just wanted to tell you to stay out of trouble. And don't fuck around with the humans. This is a very delacate process, any wrong word could potentially screw up the entire thing."

"Got it, later Karkat." Zuriik turned and left the red-blooded troll. Since there was a computer open, he decided to completely ignore Karkats orders and talk to some humans anyway. He sat down and pulled out his computer goggles to copy over his Trollian account. As he was rummaging around his inventory, attempting to balance out the scales, Zuriik noticed that Clockwork was doing some weird stuff in his strife specibus. He pulled out the red scythe after his goggles, examining Clockwork. The blade was now marked with some sort of digital display, steadily counting down. "The fuck is this?" he asked of no one in particular.

“Clockwork is out of charge.” echoed a voice out of nowhere. Zuriik leapt a foot in the air and looked around, attempting to locate the source of the sound. “This is The Ensightened. I am speaking to you in your mind. As I was saying, your scythe has run out of power. The ability you used to travel through paradox space is incredibly powerful and Clockwork needs some time...and some Time to repair itself.”

“I thought I told you never to talk to me again.” Zuriik mumbled under his breath.

“You need some guidance at the moment. Don’t worry, I’m not going to tell you what path you should take in the future, I place that responsibility in your hands now. And all that that responsibility entails. I just decided to step in and give you a little tip about Clockwork, seeing as how I have mastered the weapon much more than you have. You see the little switch there by the base? Flick it.”

“What the fuck are you talking about...oh. I didn’t know that was there.” He did as he was told and a small cord popped out of the blunt end of the scythe. “Plug that into your computer.” Zuriik followed directions and pushed the male bit of the cord into the female port in the computer. Every computer in the entire room shut off, going dark for a moment. After a couple of seconds, they turned on again, amidst a multitude of “what the fuck?”s and the single “what the glub?” Thankfully, nothing seemed to be lost, so no troll was the wiser. Except for Zuriik. His chat window had quite strangely been taken over by a list of twenty-digit number and letter combinations, some in different colors as well. “This is a directory of different contactable human sessions, all playing their equivalent of Sgrub. The red ones signify off limits sessions and that one green one there is the session that your new...friends are contacting.”

“So what about the blue one?”

“I’m not really sure about the blue session. It’s somewhat important in the grand scheme of things, but my vision is blurred in that section of space and time. I’d suggest not messing with that one”

Zuriik grinned at this. “As much as I would love to disobey Karkat’s orders, I think that that ignoring your advice is a hundred times more fun.” He moved his cursor over to the blue session’s code and clicked once. After a short loading screen, his chat window now showed four unfamiliar screen names. “valdephonousHost, rocketingHeir, dashingFalcon and smilingUrsurper. So these are some humans huh?” There was no response from The Ensightened. Zuriik shugged and prepared to contact one of the humans when four more names were suddenly added to the list.

“Here. I thought you might like it if you could both ignore me and disobey Karkat at the same time.”

“That’s quite considerate of you. Wait, why would you want me to go against Karkat?”

“I’m you, remember? I was just as sick of his authority as you are, or will be. Might as well let you get some good laughs in before the shit hits the whirling device.”

“Alright. So you’ve started seeing things from my point of view, huh?”

“Not really. I still think you’re being a total idiot. But you’ll come around eventually. No reason to rush things.”

“Whatever. Can you stop talking to me now, I’m in the mood to contact some aliens.” Silence on the other end of the mind-o-phone. Awesome. It was time to get to work. Or play, rather.

slayronicJustiscythe [SJ] began trolling ectoBiologist [EB]

[SJ]: m4ats nb, stnbiq 4nwau?
[EB]: um. excuse me?
[EB]: what?

[SJ]: [I said: What’s up, stupid human?]
[EB]: oh. well, i’m doing pretty well. it’s my twelfth birthday and all.
[SJ]: m4at t43 fnck is a pirt4qay?
[EB]: It’s like...a celebration of when you were born.
[EB]: seriously, you don’t know what a birthday is?

[SJ]: m3ll, trolls qou’t r3ally 4ave pist4qays. me 4ave mriggliug qays iust3aq.
[EB]: uh...okay?
[EB]: so you’re another troll, huh?

[SJ]: piugo.
[EB]: are you going to be mean to me too?
[SJ]: m4at? m4y moulq i qo t4at?
[EB]: because every other troll i have talked to has.
[EB]: so not all of you are mean? i thought that was kind of a troll thing.

[SJ]: …
[EB]: what?
[SJ]: [Cutting out the typing quirk for a second, what the actual fuck?]
[SJ]: [Are you really just that much of a stupid racist fuckhead to think that our entire species is a whole congregations of assholes?]
[SJ]: [Alright, granted a good percentage of them are guilty of that. But not all. There are plenty of considerate and kind trolls too.]
[SJ]: [You’d better fucking recognize that before you get on the wrong side of a psychotic highblood.]

[EB]: yeah, i’ll be honest. i understood none of that.
[SJ]: …
[SJ]: m4at’s yonr uaw3 auymay?

[EB]: my uaw3?
[SJ]: [Name. What’s your stupid fucking human name?]
[EB]: john egbert. nice to meet you! :)
[SJ]: 4oly fnck t4at is a stnbiq uaw3.
[EB]: hey! i thought you said you were going to be nice!
[SJ]: i said uot4iug of t43 sort. put...
[SJ]: 43llo John 4nwau. wy uaw3 is Zuriik Taroql.

[EB]: and you called my name wierd?
[SJ]: it’s a watter of b3rsb3ctiv3.
[EB]: alright, whatever. :)
[SJ]: y3a4. (: to yon too.
[EB]: so what do you want anyway?
[SJ]: 7nst maut3q to 43lb yon ont a littl3 pit. mit4 iuforwatiou auq snc4.
[SJ]: so m4at qo yon maut to kuom?

[EB]: out of anything?
[SJ]: ynb.
[EB]: um...
[EB]: what’s the meaning of life?

[SJ]: liv3.
[EB]: just live? that’s kinda...
[EB]: simple.

[SJ]: it’s life, uot a fnckiug riqql3.
[EB]: i thought life was a riddle.
[SJ]: i qou’t t4iuk so. i w3au. i’w uot r3ally oue to talk t4ong4.
[SJ]: i w3au. i’v3 liv3q wy 3utir3 lif3 for lov3. so y3a4.
[SJ]: i gn33s lif3 is w4at yon wak3 of it.

[EB]: aww. that’s really cute. :)
[SJ]: m4at?
[EB]: you’ve lived your life for love? that’s such an adorable thing to say.
[SJ]: …
[SJ]: John 4nwau?

[EB]: yeah?
[SJ]: s4nt t43 fnck nb.
[EB]: oh.
[SJ]: (:
[EB]: oh!
[EB]: well you shut the fuck up too zuriik! :)

[SJ]: rig4t. i’ll l3av3 yon for uom t43u. lat3r John.
[EB]: alright, see you later man.

slayronicJustiscythe [SJ] ceased trolling ectoBiologist [EB]

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Character Portrait: Keni Howard Character Portrait: Callus Velares Character Portrait: Elix Straumm Character Portrait: Fastus Captio

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valdephonousHost [VH] began responding to memo.
[VH]: Attention everyone. It is now time to begin the next stage of the game.
[VH]: And Elix? I do apologize, but I have already procured Miss Howard as my Server Player.
[VH]: Though I do believe she is still in need of a Server Player herself. And Callus is still open for a Client Player. I’m sure you three can work something out.
[VH]: As for the next steps you all must go through...
[VH]: I do believe it is time that we all met in person.
[VH]: That’s right, in person. For the first time.
[VH]: Once everyone has both a Server and Client player, all of us may advance through the gateways and meet up at one of our player planets.
[VH]: Does anyone have any suggestions of whose Land we should all convene at?

rocketingHeir [RH] began responding to memo.
[RH]: We're finally starting.
[RH]: This is going to be awesome.
[RH]: I'm guessing the chain would go like this.
[RH]: SU->VH->RH->DF
[RH]: Probably a land with a little amount of monsters, so we aren't bothered.

[VH]: Yes, that order seems fairly accurate.
[VH]: At least, it will be eventually, once everything is worked out.

dashingFalcon [DF] began responding to the memo.
[DF]: Hey, guys, quick question.
[DF]:i need some FALCON ASSISTANCE RIGHT NOW!
[DF]: Could you help me get out of this FALCON JAM?
[VH]: Depends on your problem. Though I would most likely be willing and ready to assist.
[VH]: Although...Miss Howard is the closest to your land. Perhaps she would be of more help than I would.
[VH]: Well, we'll cross that bridge when we come to it.
[VH]: First, what is the nature of your issue?

[DF]: oh you know, just the usual FALCON STRIFE
[DF]: It's just that now they keep respawning too fast.
[DF]: i need to get to my kernel sprite to alchemize something, then I should be set.
[DF]: I need time.
[RH]: I'll help, but give me a bit of time to prepare.
[VH]: Hm. Well that seemed to work itself out rather quickly.
[VH]: How very convenient.
[VH]: I suppose it might be even more convenient if we were to all meet up at...
[VH]: Whatever Elix's land is.
[VH]: Wait.
[VH]: Right, Land of Snow and Melody.
[VH]: I..."forgot", for a moment.
[VH]: Heh.
[VH]: Anyways, I do believe that we should all join each other there.
[VH]: Oh, and another thing.
[VH]: I finally figured out my role.
[VH]: It's the Seer of Hope.
[VH]: I was correct in assuming Seer anyways.
[VH]: Has anyone else had any luck with guessing theirs?
[VH] Their roles, that is.

[RH]: I've had a lot of clues pertaining to mine, so I would be pretty stupid to not know what my role is.
[RH]: I'm guessing heir of space.
[RH]: I don't know what that means, but it seem the most possible combination of role and aspect.

[VH]: Good. I certainly hope that you are correct.
[VH]: As long as we have a player of Space in our session, our victory is practically assured.
[VH]: Assured and cemented as fact.
[VH]: Though it would be quite nice to also have a hero of Time as well.

[DF]: Uhh guys, sorry to break this to you, but you might not want to come over here
[DF]: you see, everything is FALCON DEAD.
[DF]: Except for Bear sprite, he's still here.
[DF]: so if you are going to come here, you gotta be extra FALCON CAREFUL.
[RH]: Oh, damn.
[RH]: Must be a rocketing problem.
[RH]: How about the boss, is it dead?

[VH]: ...
[VH]: I'm sorry, but...what?
[VH]: Why, exactly, is everything dead?
[VH]: What happened, pray tell?

[DF]: Well, it may have to do with my FALCON TITLE.
[DF]: from what I FALCON GATHERED, the prince of life just had to kill things.
[DF]: I just started beating stuff up, then suddenly the ground under me started to come alive and eat stuff.
[DF]: so, do any of you know how to FALCON FLY?
[VH]: Oh dear.
[VH]: That does pose a problem.
[VH]: Huh.
[VH]: I think I may have an idea.
[VH]: I do believe I am available to present a form of...
[VH]: Hope. in a sense.
[VH]: I shall make my way to your land, Elix.
[VH]: Once there...well, you'll see.
[VH]: I am in a certain mood at present moment.
[VH]: The mood to...as one might say...
[VH]: Drop some ill beats.
[VH]: That shall allow us to all 'hang out' at LOSAM
[VH]: So then, I shall make my way there now.
[VH]: Oh, Elix, I shall require you to connect to Miss Howard as her Server Player before I will be able to finilize my journey to your land.
[VH]: Would you please kindly do so with all hasty capability?
[VH]: Oh, that's my cue to leave the stage.
[VH]: See you all in the next scene.

valdephonousHost [VH] ceased responding to memo.

Fastus was ready. He smiled, finalizing the last of his alchemized creations. Besides for creating a neat pair of computer glasses, he had accumulated a good triad of powerful (or they looked powerful anyways) weapons. First, there was his Poolsichord. It was really just an array of pool balls that play notes when struck with the white key that came with it or an object that has been struck by the white key or an object that has been-etc. The notes themselves had some sort of magic powers though, or something like magic. The music had blew a hole in his living room while he was testing it out. Next, the Grand Gauntlets. The two gloves could conjure a playable floating keyboard in mid air. Again, the music generated by the instrument was extremely strong. The last was his Net of Lies. As its name suggested, it was a net. When thrown, however, it became large enough to form a sort of cage around his target - a lame stuffed animal in this case. The ‘bars’ of the ‘cage’ were a little bit like strings of a harp, able to be played. Whatever notes were created only affected the inside of the net. Thankfully, he hadn’t really liked the stuffed animal anyway. And now he stood at the door to his home, inventory packed and Fastus dressed in his finest suit. His hand had only brushed the door handle when he heard his sister snore loudly behind him. The poor slob was still passed out on the couch, a bottle of some alcoholic beverage clenched tightly in her hand. She had remained asleep during this entire Sburb ordeal, her booze-induced coma letting her remain completely ignorant to the current state of her environment. Fastus felt no sympathy for her, no reason to turn and feel regretful about leaving this human train wreck alone. But he did, without a clue why. Fastus crossed the room and pried the bottle out of his incapacitated guardian’s hand, tossing it through the hole in the wall. His sister let out a tiny groan, shifting in her sleep. Her brother sighed, running a hand ambivalently through his well-styled hair. Finally, he picked up the head of the stuffed bear he had exploded earlier, placing it into his sister's arms in place of the bottle. She took it and rolled over, turning her back to Fastus. The younger, although more mature, Captio turned his back as well, though he was doing so consciously. With a second sigh, he left his home. He walked straight forward, eyes moist for reasons he couldn’t explain, pulling up his glasses and wiping the tears away with the back of his hand. “No weakness.” he reminded himself.

After locating the first gate, the second one wasn’t too hard to find. Fastus passed through it and into the Land of Quartz and Art. He let out a low whistle, this place was actually pretty nice looking. A house stood alone amongst the barren landscape of rock. He approached it, walking right up to the door and hesitating for a moment - taking a good second or two to re-adjust his appearance - before knocking on the closed home portal. “Miss Howard!?” he called loudly. “Are you in there?! It’s me, valdephonusHost! Or, Fastus, if you prefer!”

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Callus had entered the Medium shortly after he began preparations. He was slightly used to the world, but not too much. He would have gone blind if the color on his planet changed, but most of the land stayed the color it was. Almost every color on the rainbow was on his planet, including some not seen on earth. Those colors hurt him to look at, but not as much as when he first entered.

Perhaps there would be a challenge for him to complete on his planet full of frogs. There were literally at least one frog in every mile. Oh god, he wasn't expected to collect all of these frogs, was he? He pulled out his knives, not expecting any imps but still cautious. He didn't know what surprised this game could hold. He had alchemized three knives that returned to the user when they hit their target, or missed. He would have created more, but that would be impossible considering their cost. He had also, accidentally typed a code and made a strange looking jetpack, so movement wasn't a problem as long as he didn't screw up. He managed to make two jetpacks, one for him and another for his friend Elix. He was now officially out of Grist, so he wouldn't be able to create anything new until he went to one of his friends' lands. He flew through the gate(s) that lead to Elix's land, hoping to give Elix the extra jetpack he had in his sylladex. Callus was lucky he didn't have an item that had the same density as the jetpack, or his whole inventory would have ejected and probably killed him.

Shortly he arrived at Elix's land. After arriving, he began his search for Elix.

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Elix was typing furiously into his computer. His hands were shaking as he attempted to connect with Keni.
"C'mon, c'mon, c'mon." He made a connection, barely in time before a very large Ogre-bear bursted through his bedroom door.
"Now that i am FALCON FINISHED with that for the moment, you are going to get FALCON PUMMELED whateverthehellyouare." He charged it, his Axyouaquestion Guntlets, complete with axes on his hands, shining by the 20-hour daylight of his land. He threw an uppercut at the ogre, and watched it fly out of his room, over the railing, and land in the living room. He dived over said railing, and sliced off it's head, revelling in the grist and other materials that were produced from the fresh kill.

After stepped outside, and was welcomed with even more enemies, this time Imps. He dodged, cathcing one in the stomach to let it burst with grist. He smiled, as it poured out. Sweet, sweet grist. A few started attacking him all at once, and he weaved through them, cracking them all over the skull. IT was getting boring though, so he opted to just punch his way to safety, so that he could meet an unidentified flying... Player? Interesting.

"FALCON GREETINGS"