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PP: Now ]~[ere comes t]~[e rebound, off the top rope!
PP: Muc]~[ like ]~[is moves, on t]~[e mic ]~[e's dope!
PP: K-K will make you dodge eac]~[ and every ]~[it!
PP: And you t]~[ink you're better? FACKIN BULLS]~[IT!
PP: Kilius ]~[as conquered mountains, bot]~[ fig]~[ters and Brokeback
PP: ]~[e fired a spear t]~[roug]~[ some axes just to get ]~[is ]~[o, back!
PP: And for t]~[e record, wit]~[ ladies, Kilius is just fine!
PP: ]~[e ]~[ad to compromise ]~[is code just to make t]~[at r]~[yme!
PP: As t]~[e moonlig]~[t cooks t]~[e skin of t]~[is pissed Pan-]~[ellanist fig]~[ter!
PP: You'll be crus]~[ed and forgotten, Kilius' star s]~[all burn brig]~[ter!

AB: God damn amazing, @PP. It's like your name is Norton in reverse 'cause your beats are so sick I'm getting like a million pop ups telling me not to install them.
AB: @GH, it seems you think I can not be a flawlessly efficient killing machine as WELL as a flawlessly efficient rapping machine. DO you think I cannot be two things at once?
AB: P̤͗e͚҉ͩr̸̹͍ͥh̸̨̘̭̒ͥ̓ap̸̸̧͈̟̰͕̐̆ͥ͝͞҉̌ş š̛̻̪u̸̬̎͏̍c͘h̭̉ h̡̳e̅͞l̟̪͏̲̙l̸̷͉a̡̯ͭͫ͏͎ͧ m̵̧̛̼̟͕͈̎̌̀̀ͬ̉͞͞ů̷͕ͩ́̕͝ḻͩ͞͏̸̨̱̯̳̊ͬ͘͢tͦìt̵͇̎̈́̎̐ͪ͜a̻ş̢̭̺̼̭̇͛͋ͣ̚̚͟ͅk̷͗͗̐̓̒̕҉̢͓͐​̿͑i̦̺ͪ͛̚̕͏҉̜ͫ͆͟͝ñ̶͜g̠ͤ i̩̖̯̒͞҉̴̛́́ͩ͌͡͞s̴̯̹͎ͩ͜ ḃ̸̧͞e̶̲͔̞ͫͩ̐͟yon̫͍ͪ̂͗̀̿͊d́ f̵͎̟ͤ̉͋̅͢l͓̍҉͒e̴̩̣̲͖ͥͭ̀̓͜ͅsh̴̡͚͚͛҉̲ͥ̀̃ͤb̸̧̨̺͟a̶̧̅̋̋ͦ̕g̜͍̍̃͒̚ṣ̶̷̛̛͖̙̔͒ͣ͂ͯ̚,̮͈̳̥͟​̴̢̛̞̐̕͠ͅ b̸̵̶̸̰ͥ̈́̚͡͠ự̶͐̋̈́t͆ I a̷̷͇͓̎̈́̓͢s̷̛͎̙̒̋̀ͭͪs̴̸͖͓̲̖̀̈́̓ͭ̈́̕͡u͏̴̡̧̥̥̞̤̈̌ͤ͗͛ͨ͟r̡é̸̶̴̸̜͓̯ y̨͙ͨ̾ͮͨ͟o̶u Iͬ͏̝͍̾͌́̅͜ ȧ̫̮̝̫̺̺̟͒͆̌̅ͨ̈m͙͉ m̈̿̏ͤ̇҉̴̣o̡̾̾r̛̩͇͖ͥ̇ͥ̅̂̑͠e̛̟͉ͦ͒͐͞͏̟̙̰͏̴̴̄ tͫͩ́̉͠ͅͅḩ̟̺̹͖͐̆́͐͂͑̄ͣ͟ả̷̪̻̩͔̺͠ņ̸̴͙̘̠̖̦̜̲͉͊͆͡͡ c̭̠̑̐́̒ȁ̷̸͔̼͈̪̽̀p̴̡̧̨͓̩̒͋̽ͨ͑ͦ̈̀͜ą̷̴̴̦͖ͬͥͨ͜bľ̺̮͙̑̔ͅ҉̲̟̱ḙ̵̑͏̛̰̎ͪ̒̀ͦ ǫ̮͏̳ͨ͡f̸͕ ĩ͈̱͠͏͋ͣ͡ţ̸̧̹̟̱̱̅̓̀ͭ̇̀͌͡.̸̵̢̩̀̋̕


Despite the AuthorBot's words, she clearly had just been mindless fighting the nearest enemies and only began floating towards the space ship when prompted.

In the Memo:

JR: Heh, @RS, you know that unless a troll empress herself is a l337 hax0r she tends to not use programmers to their full potential. Being all using them as batteries and soldiers instead. smdh. Disabling that ships security was so easy, I did it practically on reflex, like, when it first showed up. Doesn't mean I know WHICH ship it is or anything. I just disabled all ships that are fighting players that are like you guys in afterlife bubbles like the ones you are in. Seemed a solid thing to do. Only like 1% of those ships turned out to be the good guys I think, which is WELL within tolerances. And I totally un-disabled them once I figured that out. Which...MOSTLY helped???
JR: Also, @RS, thank you for reminding me about my complete and utter failure to sanitize my inputs that one time. Not even being sarcastic here, that shit never needs to happen again. : / Horrorterrors should NOT be allowed to directly hack SBURB sessions.
JR: Which of course makes that time I literally taught a Horrorterror to hack on purpose all the more embarrassing.
JR: What did I fucking think was going to happen? Sessions crashes and pointless deaths for everybody!
JR: Like...how the fuck did they even GET INTO my YellowYard? That's supposed to be hella secure.
JR: ... Okay, enough ranting about my failures.


(since I know @RS can't read the discord, but will likely be interested: last night I helped some folks learn how to mod SBURB Sim and the very first thing they did was see how many ways they could crash it on purpose, and the second thing was seeing how much death they could cause, and when one player survived, they used the triggered yellow yard to try to kill the person who prompted that player's survival. Like, I knew the conceit is vaguely that Observers are HorrorTerrors. But...damn.)
BC: €£rnun, I r£m£mb£r ¥ou... i'll b£ $££ing ¥ou $oon.
GH: Wait... OH SHIT BIO HAS PARTIAL CONTROL OF THE SHIP! GET THE FUCK OUT OF THERE!

The ship doors would close, and seperate anyone on the inside. Now, Bio could pick them off one at a time... Starting with Cernun.
Cernun would feel a strong void presence, strong enough to tear this ship in half, it's like he's gaining power by the minute.
This won't be easy at all.
BIO: R£ad¥ +o fa€£ ¥our f£ar?...

GH: FUCK! Bio locked me out of the system! I can't use any of this shit anymore.
GH: Whatever they're doing up there, they better do it fast otherwise we're blind from here on out.
Roxy descends down the staircase, followed by ABJ, Junior, and Cali. As they progress down the dark passage, Junior practices laying down some sick beats with ABJ. The pressing darkness slowly begins to lighten, and the four of them emerge into an open room with high vaulted ceilings and stain glass windows reminiscent of Alternian midblood architecture. Roxy looks around the room before cupping her hands around her mouth and calling out loudly.

ROXY: JOHN! JOOOOOHN! GET UR TROLL BUTT DOWN HERE!

Roxy's
voice reverberates around the room and echos back to their little group. Moments later, a gust of wind picks up and swirls around the chamber. A figures whirls in on the breeze from one of the open windows, he's got grey skin, sweeping horns, and he's wearing an Heir of Breath godtier outfit. Troll John sails down with a flutter of his light blue wings and lands in front of Roxy and the others. He almost looses his balance, but manages to stay on his feet. It's a pretty grand fucking entrance. Everyone is very impressed, even if they won't admit it. Trust me, it was hella sweet.

JOHN: hi roxy!
JOHN: oh! you brought friends!
JOHN: hi roxys friends!

LIL HAL JUNIOR: HEY.
ROXY: owwwow
ROXY: not in enchlosed spaces, aright buddy?
ROXY: but john!!
ROXY: johm john jahan
ROXY: we gotta go get evryone and bring em outside
ROXY: the batterbitch is here and

JOHN: woah roxy slow down, did you just say the condy is outside?!
JOHN: thats bad, thats really really bad!

ROXY: no! its good, its vury very good!
ROXY: cus she cant kill ghosys!
ROXY: we think shes totally been gettin to us with her false advertisement bullshit!!

JOHN: what?
ROXY: yea! weve got a chance to get her back for killin all ur guys!
ROXY: dudes from a buncha other timelines r helpin us take her down!
ROXY: so we gotta get everyon out there an help!

JOHN: um, okay!
JOHN: everyone should be in the main room, ill go get them

ROXY: thx john! ur the best!!

((lol, how do I write John? Who even is John?))
Cernun was startled by the sudden appearance of Bio, since by the way they are not on the ship (only Dirk Egbert is), so logically Bio must've somehow teleported to them or communicated with them from afar. They stared at Bio, fearfully.

Meanwhile Alex and the others didn't noticed this, while Dirk Egbert seems to be the only person on one of the battleships, needless to say he's fucked.

UT: I haven't progressed much lately, but I'll try getting into this ship's control room to see if I can turn it back towards us. Considering how great I am out here, I'm guessing I am definitely gonna nail this.
UT: Hypothetically at least.
UT: So keep doing your entertaining rap battles, I can handle this.
TT: Fuck no you cannot.
TT: Seriously, send your damned coordinates or something! I cannot have you killing yourself you moron!


Meanwhile, Cali looked in awe at Troll John.

CALI: whoah :U
CALI: i thought we're looking for another egbert, turns out they're a troll? this is confusing
CALI: btw, hi! name's cali strider, and ye we better get u all out of here asap OuO
Bio was indeed outside the ship, and was drawing void power straight from it...
Welp, every adventure needs a boss battle am I right?

BIO
HP: ???
STATUS: Voidy, mind controlled, possibly savable.
WEAKNESS: Aim for the headband.
STRENGTH: Swords and harsh cutting words.

Bio uses his swords, slashing twice before floating back to where he was.

HAL: Uh... Leave me here, i'm gonna try to get into the mainframe and possibly gain some backdoors in their system. I'll need Cyris though, because of his coding.
MALIS: Alright, Gama and I are with you peeps. Let's move.

GH: JR, help me breach the HIC's system.
GH: I need to get in, maybe cut off Bio from the source of his mind control.
GH: I need you to locate some short cuts or backdoors that I can use to cut through the system and shut this shit down like Negan shutting down Daryl's shit by killing Glenn.
PP: Kilius s]~[all take t]~[e time to expunge combat advice seeing as ]~[e can't be t]~[ere in person!
PP: Well, Kilius isn't actually sure w]~[ere ]~[e is anyways!
PP: It's a kind of... space fart!
PP: T]~[oug]~[ it is getting brig]~[ter!
PP: Anyways, ]~[ere is w]~[at Kilius ]~[as to offer in t]~[e field of t]~[uganomics!
PP: You look your foe in t]~[e eye, raise your ]~[and to t]~[e skies!
PP: Or w]~[atever your upwards inclination is!
PP: And you say "COME GET SOME, JABRONI!"
PP: Follow t]~[ese steps, as well as saying your prayers, drinking your milk and taking your vitamins, you s]~[all experience not]~[ing s]~[ort of victory in a GLORIOUS spectacle!


The lights were growing brighter around him as faint shapes could be witnessed forming. Was he leaving the eternal confines of anti-space?
GH: Wait, where are you Kilius?
GH: We could use a fighter like you, but until we know where you are then..
GH: Anyway, what's the situation there? Are you okay?
GH: I got time before this encryption breaks, so maybe I can help.
PP: It depends..!
PP: ]~[ave you ever bore witness someone destroy most space around you wit]~[ one single t]~[rust of t]~[e crotc]~[?
PP: It is surely t]~[e greatest end to come from t]~[rusting t]~[an t]~[e siege of Illium!
PP: Or t]~[e birt]~[ of Troll Jaden Smit]~[!
PP: But t]~[ings are indeed c]~[anging around Kilius!
PP: T]~[ings are slowly but surely coming into existence!
PP: If, by some miracle Kilius ends up in a ]~[andy spot for combat grapplication, Kilius s]~[all try and find some people!


Kilius closed the memo and sighed. He was waiting in the cold expanse, his mystic pyjamas keeping him just above uncomfortable levels.

And then, light.

--- perfectPankrator [PP] has joined the universe! ---

PP: ]~[ELEN OF TROY T]~[AT IS LOUD!
PP: KILIUS T]~[OUG]~[T SOUND COULDN'T TRAVEL T]~[ROUG]~[ SPACE!
Dirk slashes at another Crocker Corp drone and flash steps away before it explodes. He retreats back to the building the others are occupying, keeping a steady grip on his Katana. He holds his defensive stance, but turns his attention towards Nate.

DIRK: We should fly closer to the ships so we can do more damage.
DIRK: Hell, we might even be able to get a hit on the Batterwitch herself.
DIRK: Though we need to avoid hurting Blue.
DIRK: It sounds like he's getting himself into some pretty deep shit.
DIRK: If you want to try out a fraymotif, then now would be the time.
DIRK: I still don't know what the fuck I'm doing though, so I sure hope you do.


Meanwhile, in the hidden depths of the dream bubble, John looks at Cali and smiles. The blue blooded troll seems friendly, despite the many pointed teeth he's unthinkingly displaying.

JOHN: your names cali? thats so cool!
ROXY: one of our friends is named cali, but shes a troll

ROXY: john! fosus!
JOHN: right! sorry!
JOHN: ill go tell the others!


The wind begins to pick up again, and John takes off across the room with a burst of speed. He bursts through a door at the far end of the room and doesn't slow down. The door opens into a hallway, presumably leading to the aforementioned common room where the rest of the dead players from John's universe are chilling.

While this is all going down, Junior is absorbed in keeping up with the memo. With each reply he's becoming increasingly concerned for Kilius' state of being.

TT: Hmm.

His inability to convey meaning with more than one word at a time is becoming increasingly frustrating for the small bot. He searches for some kind of solution and quickly comes up with an idea. Now he just has to test it out.

TT: COME GET SOME, JABRONI!

Oh, copy paste is a wonderful thing. Bless Larry Tesler and Tim Mott.

TT: Are you okay?
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