BA: ? WS: I... WS: I JUST KILLED A MANTIS. BA: ... A Mantis? WS: I DIDN'T MEAN TO DO THIS WHY IS IT DEAD WS: I'M SO SORRY MR. MANTIS YOU PROBABLY HAD SUCH A GOOD LIFE AHEAD OF YOU BA: Hn. BA: I have an idea... BA: If my hunch is correct.... WS: BOOOOOOOOOO HOOOOOOOOOO WS: Wait.
WS: What is this? BA: If my hunch is correct, I just resurrected this mantis. WS: Oh. WS: Well good! BA: ... I think he wants to talk to you. BA: Or maybe it's a she? WS: Well, I'll go talk to him/her now. WS: And you later! WS: Bye!
You're just not feeling the glasses. As awesome as they are, meeting somebody new requires you have full eye contact. So your set them down for just a bit to talk with the Mantissprite. You ditched the kitten ears back during your rampage, but still. Removing them, you feel, is important.
SHIRO: Um. SHIRO: Hello there! MANTISSPRITE: Hello to you too, my good sire. MANTISSPRITE: How is the fair sky and fine weather treating you? SHIRO: Oh good, you speak! SHIRO: But I have to ask... SHIRO: How do you think this is good weather? MANTISSPRITE: Is it not terrific weather with which lightning generators can be powered? MANTISSPRITE: T'were the lightning not here, would your house not be without power, and thus you as well? SHIRO: Well... SHIRO: I guess that's true! SHIRO: But what about all the time blocks? MANTISSPRITE: What of them? SHIRO: Aren't they an awful part of the weather? MANTISSPRITE: No such thing! MANTISSPRITE: The blocks are in fact not part of the weather whatsoever. MANTISSPRITE: There are of foreign creation, my sire! SHIRO: Why do you keep calling me your sire? MANTISSPRITE: You are the one what brought my life, is that not true, sire? SHIRO: I suppose so. SHIRO: But don't we have things more pressing to discuss than the weather? MANTISSPRITE: Why yes, I suppose we do! MANTISSPRITE: For example, what your job has become! SHIRO: My job? MANTISSPRITE: Ho! MANTISSPRITE: You fill your life with noise, yes? SHIRO: Yeah? MANTISSPRITE: Well, do you not come upon periods of silence? SHIRO: Ha, I can't, actually. MANTISSPRITE: Why not? SHIRO: I have tonitus. MANTISSPRITE: Do tell. SHIRO: It's a disease where people, like me, constantly hear a ringing in their ears. SHIRO: It never goes away, and it varies from person to person. MANTISSPRITE: Let me tell you something, sire. MANTISSPRITE: If it is my place. SHIRO: It is! Go on. MANTISSPRITE: You have no such disease! SHIRO: But... I DO have it! SHIRO: I can even hear it now! MANTISSPRITE: And I assure you that no disease is its cause! MANTISSPRITE: Unfortunately, I cannot tell you what the noise is or why it is there, but it is most certainly not because of "tonitus," sire. MANTISSPRITE: As soon as we are finished with this conversation, I wish to descend unto yonder land and begin eating some of the bugs that occupy the area. MANTISSPRITE: If it is in your wishes, sire. SHIRO: Well, I'm not going to say no! SHIRO: But really, I wish you could tell me what the ringing is! MANTISSPRITE: All I can say is that you will figure it out in due time, my sire. MANTISSPRITE: Is there anything else you wish to know about this game? SHIRO: Well, yeah! What the hell happened after I tried to kill myself with the katana? MANTISSPRITE: Well, when you did that, the kernelsprite, the noisy object I was before you added the chess piece, was going mad. MANTISSPRITE: Once you added the knight, thank you sire, I was split it into two. MANTISSPRITE: One to a moon of light, the other a moon of darkness. MANTISSPRITE: This affected the enemies you encounter, which is why they bear a ravishing mane. SHIRO: Well that explains that. SHIRO: But what else happened? MANTISSPRITE: Well, the battlefield between the light and dark moons changed. MANTISSPRITE: They were originally locked in a stalemate, but you have fleshed out their battlefields with new weapons and troops and soldiers. MANTISSPRITE: In chess terms, you added the queen and her subbordinates to a game of only kings. SHIRO: I'm pretty awesome then, huh? MANTISSPRITE: I would say so, sire. MANTISSPRITE: You are now in a vast area known as "The Medium", and you, specifically, are on a planet known as The Land of Time and Thunder. MANTISSPRITE: If and when your friends join the game, their worlds will be different than yours. SHIRO: Oh. I guess that makes sense! SHIRO: You've talked about the two moons... SHIRO: The light one is Prospit, right? MANTISSPRITE: Very good, sire! The dark one is Derse, if you were going to ask. SHIRO: I was! SHIRO: But what's between them? MANTISSPRITE: Skaia. A planet of immense possibility where the battle of good and evil takes place. Derse and Prospit are its two moons, sire. SHIRO: Oh. Well... SHIRO: I guess that's all I really want to know! SHIRO: Thank you so much. SHIRO: Any parting words of wisdom? MANTISSPRITE: Give yourself some peace and quiet soon, sire.
MANTISSPRITE has descended to The Land of Time and Thunder.
You know, the guy isn't so bad. He's really, in all honesty, a cool guy. He's helpful as hell, sophisticated, and one half chess, one half mantis, and one half video game ghost construct. (And one half bad at math.)
In all seriousness, though, the guy is unlike anything you've ever encountered. Someone not only willing to treat you as an equal, or even a superior, but be polite about it. He's willing to be helpful and honest, even when he probably doesn't think it's his place. And he's a badass fighter with no need to establish dominance. This mantissprite is remarkably unlike the internet or his father. And that's good for now.
Shiro: You know, you're actually kind of lonely. And bored. Pester Bicé again, it's been like a whole thirty minutes since you talked to her! What is up with that even.
Yeah, you are lonely. And bored!
But there's a problem.
Out of power. No internet, unless you go back inside to use the Wi-Fi, which is grossly short-range. But you need to get on her about avoiding the meteors! The real implications of this game seemed to slip into hiding during the last conversation.
You would, but this god damn coat makes it REALLY HARD to pose in, because you can't do anything other than sit there while the coat part flies up and smacks you in the back of the head. You've managed to do some cool posing before, but now the wind kicked up.
Which sucks. But there is an option. Your dad gave you one of his old briefcases, and a suit, for the purpose of cool posing.
Your dad used to work for SRS Business Management, but SRS Business looked better on the briefcases. So they gave your dad one. And he didn't like it so much, so he gave it to you. Oh joy. But the suit inside fits you, and its color motif sorta matches up with yours. Black with white trim instead of white with black, but you can handle that for a while. Besides.
You need to download the above, as well as www.rpgmakerweb.com/download-rtp.html that. But make sure you click on the SECOND TAB, otherwise you end up with the VX RTP program, which will do NOTHING. Anyway. Happy playing! ^.^
Yeah, it's definitely there. And you've even spent the time necessary to figure out exactly what it is. To anybody with musical background, (not you!) it would've been incredibly obvious exactly what tone it is.
Oh no! I should really say something to this poor little boy!
SHIRO: OH MY GOD IT'S SO LOUD GET IT OUT GET IT OUT GET IT OUT GET IT OUT GET IT OUT OH MY GOD OH MY GOD IT'S SO LOUD GET IT OUT IT'S SO LOUD IT'S SO LOUD IT'S SO LOUD GET IT OUT GET IT OUT GET IT OUT OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD GET IT OUT GET IT OUT GET IT OUT IT'S SO LOUD IT'S SO LOUD GET IT OUT GET IT OUT GET IT OUT OH MY GOD GET IT OUT IT'S SO LOUD IT'S SO LOUD GET IT OUT OH MY GOD GET IT OUT IT'S SO LOUD GET IT OUT
asmo: someone post something in a non rp thread so i can respond to it
Nov 18, 2014 17:04:45 GMT -5
asmo: what is going on
Nov 18, 2014 17:00:12 GMT -5
Silumas: Behold...a Gulder Nit, the elusive cousin to the gnat species of North America. A parasitic species that is literally expelled through the coughing mechanism of the Blood Wolf, their host.
Nov 18, 2014 11:33:25 GMT -5