Deleted
Deleted Member
Posts: 0
|
Post by Deleted on Mar 17, 2015 16:45:38 GMT -5
yeah, y0u g0tta be creatt1vve when 1tt c0mess tt0 ma1k1ng muss1c. tthere'ss n0 real 1nssttructt10nss tt0 creatt1ng a ss0ng
|
|
|
Post by captainlhurgoyf on Mar 17, 2015 18:37:42 GMT -5
Rikten just goes back over to his table, chuckling to himself.
|
|
|
Post by ING on Apr 21, 2015 12:13:41 GMT -5
there 1s sheet m0s1c 1s there n0t? 1f 0thers wr1te 1t 1 c001d 11ke1y p1ay 1t.
|
|
|
Post by bluesunnyday on Jul 4, 2015 21:24:02 GMT -5
Suddenly, there is a bang on the door as it's quickly flung open! A troll enters the room, an incredibly large, flaming warhammer raised. He's also currently wearing an odd black outfit, and a pair of black shorts. On the front of his hoodie is a weird "vortex" design in white.
ALRIGHT, GET THE PHUCK DOWN YOU IMP SCU-
Andern examines the room he's entered. Seems that is, not, in fact in an incredibly odd dungeon at the moment. He supposes for a moment that this is probably why one doesn't fiddle with Space powers in the Land of Chaos and Magic...
What the hell? Uh, who would you phine, non-imp individuals be?
|
|
|
Post by captainlhurgoyf on Jul 4, 2015 21:25:52 GMT -5
Rikten just waves from his table. Because he's still here! Imagine that!
|
|
|
Post by Tekkenfreak4 on Jul 4, 2015 21:34:07 GMT -5
This human opens the door, looks around and sighs. Damn, another interdimensional portal. In my fucking closet. God damn it....He then eyes all the aliens and robot and he audibly geeks out, making a slight squealing noise...
|
|
Deleted
Deleted Member
Posts: 0
|
Post by Deleted on Jul 4, 2015 21:34:19 GMT -5
WHATT TTHE ABSS0LUTTE M0TTHER 0FF MACKAREL!? The screaming troll, bursting in with a flaming hammer had made chever almost jump right out of his pants
|
|
|
Post by bluesunnyday on Jul 4, 2015 21:39:11 GMT -5
Andern glances at the hammer, and suddenly the head isn't on fire anymore... and in fact, isn't the silver color it was before. Now it's golden.
"This... this IS the Land of Chaos and Magic, right? I don't even know what the hell's going on right now, I just try to do some Space-y thing and suddenly I'm here..."
Andern shakes his head, storing the Goldite Warhammer and looking around the room. "So where is this place?"
|
|
|
Post by Tekkenfreak4 on Jul 4, 2015 21:50:58 GMT -5
The human turns to the troll with the hammer, and tells him deadpan where they are. More or less. Interdimensional portal to a restaurant somewhere... Take your pick.
|
|
|
Post by bluesunnyday on Jul 4, 2015 21:55:21 GMT -5
Andern stares uncomprehendingly. What? That's... really, really phreaking dumb. Phor god's sake, I was in the middle of an SGRUB session. How'm I supposed to create a new universe now?"
Now that he's not flailing a hammer and screaming, it's much easier to make out details about Andern. He's a troll, about 5'0, and with pretty damn muscular arms. He's also not wearing any pants, aside from a pair of tights that look like they were stolen from a superhero. His horns both seem to arch off into a "pitchfork" design, three prongs attached to a singular base. He has visible fangs poking out of his mouth, and he pretty much could not look any more like a grumpy bear in Troll form if he tried.
|
|
|
Post by Tekkenfreak4 on Jul 4, 2015 22:05:20 GMT -5
The nerdy human raises an eyebrow. ...The hell is SGRUB?
|
|
Deleted
Deleted Member
Posts: 0
|
Post by Deleted on Jul 4, 2015 22:05:56 GMT -5
Chever looked rather confused at the scene, raising an eyebrow tthe hell 1ss ssgrub?
|
|
|
Post by bluesunnyday on Jul 4, 2015 22:11:22 GMT -5
Andern looks at the both of them. "Uh, the Apocalypse Hellgame that destroyed the entirety of Alternia? In fact..."
Andern points to Chever. "How the hell are you still alive..." and then he points to the human "What the Christ are you?"
|
|
Deleted
Deleted Member
Posts: 0
|
Post by Deleted on Jul 4, 2015 23:11:22 GMT -5
He shrugs to himself 1 d0ntt kn0w, 1 eatt and ssleep?
|
|
|
Post by bluesunnyday on Jul 4, 2015 23:16:12 GMT -5
Andern shakes his head. "Look, you seriously don't know what's going on? What's your classpect? I'm Page of Space."
Suddenly, Andern's right in Chever's face, with little more than a flash of light. "What about you? You look like a Hope player."
|
|
Deleted
Deleted Member
Posts: 0
|
Post by Deleted on Jul 4, 2015 23:22:55 GMT -5
Chever almost leapt back into the counter after the odd troll appeared right in front of him. lets hop he has clean underwear GUAAAAHH! d0ntt d0 tthatt! .... and whatt are y0u evven 0n ab0utt? a h0pe player??
|
|
|
Post by bluesunnyday on Jul 4, 2015 23:30:49 GMT -5
Andern sighs, floating slightly into the air, wings unfurling from his back. They seem akin to an insect's wings, with tips that appear more like spikes than anything.
"Wow, you really DON'T know anything, huh? Hope players? Run entirely on belieph? Iph they think something's real hard enough, it usually becomes real? Don't tell me you haven't even phigured out your ASPECT yet!" Andern says, suddenly pulling out a table and carefully balancing it on his knees, mixing together various fluids and chunks of metal into a bowl before pulling out... holy shit, is that a hologram projector?
"Hold on, gotta contact the Time player, maybe they can get us out oph this me-"
The holograph projector pops up, a red, blinking light in place of the usual trollslum. "...well phuck..."
|
|
Deleted
Deleted Member
Posts: 0
|
Post by Deleted on Jul 4, 2015 23:56:06 GMT -5
He scraches his head, trying to figure out what the hell this troll is going on about are y0u ffr0m a ffutture tt1me? ssweepss latter perhapss, 1 d0ntt kn0w tthe tterm1n0l0gy y0u are 0n ab0utt
|
|
|
Post by bluesunnyday on Jul 4, 2015 23:59:12 GMT -5
Andern puts away the device. "Uh, year of the Empress 612. You? I don't think I'd be any pharther along, unless you consider this phashion abomination some sort oph "phuture style".
Andern sits down, very carefully crossing one leg over the other, as if he's had some manner of unfortunate incident in the past that he's trying not to repeat with these pants. "Anyways, I can answer any questions you damn well please. Timeline up and got doomed, so I'm gonna be here for... a while, really."
|
|
Deleted
Deleted Member
Posts: 0
|
Post by Deleted on Jul 5, 2015 0:03:11 GMT -5
oh, damn yu0ure ffr0m n0tt tt0 d1ssttantt ffutture tthen... 1 wantted tt0 assk 1ff 1 bec0me h1sstt0r1cally ffam0uss. ss0 uhh... whatt 1ss ssgrub and h0w d1d 1tt appear?
|
|
|
Post by bluesunnyday on Jul 5, 2015 0:11:35 GMT -5
Andern shrugs. "Hell iph I know. One day they started advertising it and me and a phew phriends bought a copy. I got tasked with creating phrogs and I was doing just that until this craziness. I brought a phew with me though."
Andern looks Chever over. "So, uh, what the hell is this place anyhow? Don't remember anything like this on Alternia. But then, I never exactly lepht my hive that often anyways..."
|
|
|
Post by Tekkenfreak4 on Jul 5, 2015 0:24:28 GMT -5
And Acid is now lost in the conversation. He shrugs and takes a seat at a table, drinking in the interior...
|
|
Deleted
Deleted Member
Posts: 0
|
Post by Deleted on Jul 5, 2015 0:24:40 GMT -5
Chever shrugs at his question pondering on how to answer next for a moment well, 1 tth1nk tth1ss 1ss a r1p 1n tt1m and sspace? 1 gett here by a ttellep0rtt mach1ne 1 made
|
|
|
Post by bluesunnyday on Jul 5, 2015 0:29:35 GMT -5
Andern sighs. "Alright, one second."
Andern pulls out a pendant and holds it out. A ghost-like creature poofs out of it, a bear covered in m[etal plates and with a single, cylon-style visor instead of eyes.
"STATEMENT: THIS IS NOT THE SESSION OF SGRUB."
Andern looks at the giant bear-robot-ghost with a rather bored look. "Yeah, dad, we're kinda stuck in who the hell knows land. Get comphy."
The bear-ghost floats next to Andern, and Andern glances over at Chever. "Any good phood around here?"
|
|
Deleted
Deleted Member
Posts: 0
|
Post by Deleted on Jul 5, 2015 0:45:10 GMT -5
Well... 1tt 1ss 0bvv10ussly a resstturantt, tthe r0b0tt makess ss0me g00d ff00dChever looked over at the odd human, raising an eyebrow... why does he look similar?
|
|