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VIC: Damn, h£r£, €'mon... *He helps Luis up to his shoulders and helps her walk towards the hanger* ¥ou'll liv£... +ru$+ m£ k£mo$ab£.
MALIS: *Rushes back after hearing the ship start* HEY! THAT'S MY SHIP! *He rushes aboard to find Snow* Oh... Well hello again. Miss me? Probably not since I kinda shot everyone back in the Dark Worlds... But.. No, you won't forgive me... *He looks away*

GH: Is that Malis? In the ship?
GH: Can you forgive the poor bastard and maybe give him a chance?
GH: He's been whining since you left the lab and it's bothered the shit out of me ever since.

Cyris goes back to sleep. Saving his energy for when he is needed.
Vic helps Luis onto the ship where Malis and Snow is, and then heads back for Louces and his army.
Dave collides with Dirk Egbert in the air, pure irony.
During the trip with Vic carrying her, Luis seemingly fell unconscious, although Vic would just realized she just fell deeply asleep after all those injuries she suffered. Snow slightly cringed when Vic puts Luis at the backseat, but payed no mind and kept her focus on talking with Hal.

SS: well bad for him then, after the crap me and black went through i doubt it'd be that easy
SS: you know i just can't help it dad
SS: its not like i'm still angry with him, just instinctively... um... scared? yeah i guess that's the right term
SS: i'm still kinda scared at him...


She looked at Malis a bit suspiciously before electing not to speak with him as of yet, she instead moved aside and went to the backseat, gesturing at Malis that she at least trust him enough to let him drive, or maybe she just doesn't have a choice since she cannot drive to save her life? Who knows really?

Back in the mini army, the army seems to be satisfied enough to stop with the violence, instead with their collective strength, they carried GHB's body and went to the airlock, dumping his body there and throwing it out to the depths of the Furthest Ring, to be devoured by Horrorterrors or something. Now that's a way to kill the clone of a demonic asshole.

A lot of the mini army proceed to tend to Louces's wounds, which really ain't a lot since he's just completely drained, a few of them looked up and noticed Vic approaching.

Dirk Egbert tumbled on the floor, shouting out a few ouches like some cartoon ragdoll. He tried looking at who he ended up stumbling upon from his awkward position.

DIRK: Jeez man, you ok?
DIRK: Seriously I didn't saw where the hell you came from, still hurts a lot.
GH: You shouldn't be scared, I know Malis.
GH: And I know that he wasn't the same person we knew during Dark Worlds.
GH: I told you not to be scared of anything, even Black did, so don't be afraid of him.
GH: And, if you ever see it inside you, apologize to him. For what you did to him.
GH: You remember back in the lab when you shot in the the chest and watched him bleed out?

During the lab session, Malis and Snow worked together on a certain project in the lab. When everything went to shit, Malis wanted to preserve the reserch.
Snow didn't agree, and shot him.
Malis almost died if their session's Jack didn't save him, and knowing the betrayal wasn't just Snow...
He took his anger out behind a false word in Dark Worlds.
As for Malis right now, he sadly glances at Snow and waits for Vic to get back, somewhat remembering the shot to the chest.
VIC: Hmm... I +hink h£'$ good wi+h hi$ p£opl£. *Heads back to the ship*
DAVE: dude im like the reddest motherfucker ever and im wearing these rad shades and my hair is blonde how did you not see me.
This land was a hellscape really. The constant earthquakes created a sea of stone, all thanks to Ioke, the denizen commanding the consorts to put on wrestling shows that could go on for days. Despite all the hardship, broken bones, knees, quads, concussions and the point of pride of having not seen a lizard wearing a singlet, Kilius loved his land. So much so that he was always unsure of what his actual goal was, instead he competed in fights.

When Kilius walked down one of the many rocky ramps down to the ring, a sadly familiar figure stood there. A dreaded holdover from his session. Regardless, the Prince decided to meet with the Heir for a pow-wow.

Kilius: ...
??????: ]~[ ... ]~[
Kilius: ]~[ey Turnu-
Turnu?: ]~[ Shut up ]~[
Turnu?: ]~[ Whatever you're about to say, cut the 'Well met' crap ]~[
Turnu?: ]~[ Did you come here for a reason over than bouncing around these ropes or did you seek an audience with me ]~[
Kilius: A]~[a!
Kilius: Straig]~[t to t]~[e point as always, just like t]~[at stake up your c]~[ute!
Kilius: Ga]~[!
Kilius: Forgive Kilius for t]~[at outburst!
Turnu?: ]~[ Hmph ]~[
Turnu?: ]~[ You were doing well there, finally cracking that insufferable persona of yours ]~[
Turnu?: ]~[ But then you had to go and ruin it with an apology not even worthy of dropping out of a woolbeast's sphincter ]~[
Kilius: Kilius sees you're still saying 'sp]~[incter'!
Kilius: Yet anot]~[er wonderful quirk of yours dancestor of Kilius's!
Turnu?: ]~[ ... ]~[
Turnu?: ]~[ I'd think you were insulting me just there but that was sadly a genuine statement ]~[
Turnu?: ]~[ I suppose I can leave my disappointment to your continued butchery of modern language ]~[
Kilius: Look, can you just come and ]~[elp Kilius?
Kilius: T]~[ere's some major kleos in it for you if you do!
Turnu?: ]~[ Still chasing false glory then ]~[
Turnu?: ]~[ Because you're family, I'll come and aid you ]~[
Turnu?: ]~[ Gods know that you need an actually fully-realised player to help out you plebs ]~[
Kilius: ;:)
Turnu?: ]~[ Ugh ]~[


And so, the Koplans flew of to the edge of the bubble to come across a newly-passing one. Unfortunately, they miss after Kilius scuffles with Turnu? to get inside first. Now, there was an angry ball of brotherfighting that was heading towards a different bubble, landing on top of Dirk Egbert. Poor Dirk.

(<3<3<3 omg, two times the best troll combob!!)

AuthorBotJunior notices the 2x Troll + Bluedirk Combo and goes over to investigate.

AuthorBotJunior: Interesting!!! Interesting!!! Yes.

In the memo:

ABJ: Interesting!!!

AB: Ẃh̴͍͔̻̝͚̓ͬ͒͟͡o̶̵̢̨͎̯̙͛͟a͖ͧ͏!̹ @̱ͅP̱̠͎͙͉͇͖̒̒ͭ̈ͣͬ͗͘P͟҉̸̵̵̩͍͔ͣ͛̚͠͠͞ į̷͙̗̘̻͙̺̒̌s̷̼ t̳̺̍͟͏̴̷̛̣͑̈͋̀ͥ͒ǫt̠ͤa̴̢̧͎̘ͪ͊ͤl̥̘̼̫̀ĺ͍̑͂̀́̓͊͜ý̴͕̟̮͜͞ ḩ̲͔̒̄̓͗e͖̋r̴̢̛̻̝̠̗̐ͬ́̒̕͟͠e̱̙̰ͭͦ̍̄̈͝,͎̤̝̼̅̊ͬ́ͤ̒͜͝ y̵̤͖͊̀̂ͪͥ̕͏̀͛o̢̳͎̎̏̉͞ṵ̶̡̧̹̰͈̰̬ͩͦ̇ͬ͘͟ a̶̴̳͎̤ͥͧ̅̔r͏̬͓̤͉̇̽ȇ̡͙͙ͭ͘͝ nȏ̮̗͍ͦ͘͡͝͞ṭ̡ͫ͆͡͏̚ k̴̵̓͐͘҉̢̠̑ͨ̾͘͟͝҉ĩ͏̧ͫ͟͠d̴di̸̹̺͝ń̷͈̉̎̊̓̄̕͞͝ͅg̷͙̘̯̭̿̎ͦ͌͞ A̼B̘̪̾̿̐J̥͌ͧ͛̏͟.̖̅͟ Ḧ̤̤́͠͏ȯ̴̼̈́l̵̸̡͇͍̭̖̗̋ͪͩ̑͑d̢̖̮͆̌ͯͦ͝ up̨̛̺ͥͨͣͅ.̤͙̫͒ͥ͆"


The AuthorBot drifts over to the tangle of legs and fights.
AuthorBot: Yo, rapmaster? Who's your clone? Guardian shenanigans?
RS: So, uh, can anyone get me up to speed on what the fuck is going on?

RS: Everything is too chaotic and this is a guy who can see past the twisted fabric of the void.

RS: It's all clouded!
Kilius and Turnu? are at each other's necks before each of their eyes turns to ABJ. It's Kilius who releases first and gets up to greet them with a large, wet hug. Turnu? gets up, brushes off his robes and looks with contempt and seniority at the others.

Kilius: A]~[!
Kilius: It's t]~[e robot wit]~[ t]~[e peculiaradical slam lines!
Kilius: No, not a clone, unfortunately!
Kilius: A]~[!
Kilius: Many apologies Turnus!


Turnus, who's name has finally been completed, just rolls his eyes at the thought of a Koplan rapping.

Kilius: No, ]~[e is an ectoclone!
Kilius: We came to name t]~[e peculiar relations]~[ip as a 'Forebrood'!
Kilius: ]~[e is just anot]~[er GLORIOUS Koplan!
Kilius: Bit of an ornery c]~[ap but ]~[e's a good leader!
Kilius: T]~[oug]~[ probably not as good as Kilius!


The distinct silence of someone flipping someone off came from Turnus, who saw fit to take charge of the conversation.

Turnus: ]~[ Alright, enough of this puerile discussion ]~[
Turnus: ]~[ Explain the reasoning as for why I was seen as appropriate to summon here ]~[

JR: @RS *shrug* I'm stuck not knowing where anyone is, with weird snippets of convo flittering through the memo...I guess while everybody has drama and fights and...
JR: ???
JR: I'm like, Math% sure at this point that the Troll Empress's ships/droids are back in teh narrative again, 'cause I have lost, like, ALL of my roleplay bonus. I didn't accomplish shit with my cataclysm. Ppl are even reuniting, so even the NEGATIVE shit I accomplished isn't sticking. :/
JR: I have never empathized more with that asshole, the Waste of Space more than I do right now.
JR: Maybe you're wrong @RS, maybe something is just fucking with Wastes in general in this session clusterfuck. And not just the Waste of Space. Bluuuuh.


In the Bubble, the AuthorBot remains impassive in the face of moist, organic, hugs, which would be more impressive if that wasn't literally the only option for a faceless robot.

AuthorBot: @NotRadRapper, gotta say no clue why you're here, other than the fact that your unarguably radder ectoclone probably shared a bubble with you briefly.
AuthorBot: B̡̼̪́̀͝ų̞̟̾̃͆͟b̸̧̧̛͙ͨ͐͐ͣͩ̿ͩͬ͠b̷̜̩̯̲̣͗̚͘͘͢l̳̦ͤͭ̾eͯs̶̑ͫ҉͎̀̍͌̌̕ a̶͔͍͔͔̋̆́ͅr̒e̛̤͑ͫ l̶̴̹̀̅ͥ̒̒͞i̢̱ͫ͞ḱ͙̖͓e̸̳̻̼̦͈͒͏ͦ t̷̘̭͕ͦ̂͛͠͠͏̴̹́͒͋h̝̪͚̉ͧ̄a̢͉̳͇̖ͥͪ͗̍́̀͘͜͜͢tͦ.̂́"
AuthorBot: If you want to join our merry band of fuck ups, I guess you can? I'm not in charge or anything. But if you DON'T, you might want to get out while you still can. See: 'fuck ups'.
AuthorBot: I guess fighting Troll Empress droids is just a thing we're doing lately? You know how you do something, and then you do it again, and before you know it it's a 'thing' that you're known for? That's us and fighting Imperial Droids.
AuthorBotJunior: Yes. Interesting!!!
Junior and Roxy arrive in the dream bubble following AuthorBot and AuthorBotJunior. Before Roxy's even landed, Junior flails himself off of her shoulders and lands on he ground with a thump.

ROXY: hey!
ROXY: b carful lil dude
ROXY: and whas with all the noise?


Junior immediately he runs over towards where all the commotion is happening, and Roxy follows. Once they get close enough to have a clear view of the ship and the people fighting around it, Junior comes to a halt.

ROXY: o shit
ROXY: so thats what all the noise is about
ROXY: r they ok down there?


Junior nods affirmation to Roxy without taking his eyes off the fight.

TT: Dirk.
TT:
There are 18 enemies.
TT: Formerly Alpha Roxy
TT:
is going
TT: to help out you plebs

In the battle a little ways away, Dirk checks the memo while he tears through another drone.

TT: One down.
TT: Yes.
TT:
There are 17 enemies.
TT: We are The Fighters of Imperial Drones™. It is us.
TT: We've got this shit down to a science at this point.
TT: Actually, why the fuck are we fighting them again?
TT: To get to the ship to get parts to reunite by way of a plan that had a bullshit percent chance of success anyways.
TT: We've been mostly reunited at his point if the memos are any indication.
TT: Roxy's here, Junior's here, Nate's here, most of the A-verse players are accounted for, and AB is the GPS overlord so she was never lost in the first place.
TT: We effectively have no reason to stick around here.
TT: You know what.

Dirk
suddenly flashsteps back away from the drone he was fighting and unequips his katana.

DIRK: This is stupid.
DIRK: Fuck this.
DIRK: I'm out.


He lifts off the ground and flies over to where Roxy and Junior have positioned themselves. The drones are too busy guarding the wreckage to fire at him as he leaves.

DIRK: Yo.
DIRK: I'm sick of fighting drones and I've literally forgotten why I'm here.
DIRK: So what are we doing next?

ROXY: yea that happens after u spend 2 long in the bubbls
ROXY: u kinda loose track of whats importnt and find urself doin random crazy shit
ROXY: it helps if u keep ur bubblr unrated
ROXY: *updated

DIRK: Your what?
ROXY: bubblr!
ROXY: its the afterlife social network run by horrrterrors
ROXY: its kinda junk but if u drop to 0 followers ur soul dies 4ever soooo

DIRK: What the fuck.
ROXY: yea pretty much
ROXY: but hey it totes helps 2 keep track of what ur doin so theres that
ROXY: u dont have to do it cus ur still alive i think?
ROXY: but lemme tell u live bloggin ur advenrutes has DOUBLED my followers
ROXY: i am rollin in the meaninless interweb fame rn

DIRK: Well that's good at least.
ROXY: eh just dont think about it 2 much
ROXY: now comon
ROXY: lets round up ur friends an get outta here


((@JR, your SBURBSim ad is up right now. :D ))
Turnus: ]~[ So what you're saying is you lack leadership, direction and other various shortcomings ]~[
Turnus: ]~[ You've been led like a rubber ring in a lazy floatation channel ]~[
Turnus: ]~[ ]~[A]~[ ]~[
Turnus: ]~[ So this is why my forebrood saw fit to 'get me on board' ]~[
Turnus: ]~[ Very well, I shall lead you ]~[


The troll walked away from ABJ to take a survey on the others.

Turnus: ]~[ Get up you miserable plebs ]~[

Kilius meanwhile took the chance to talk some more with ABJ.

Kilius: ]~[a]~[!
Kilius: Classic Turnus!
Kilius: Not literally because Kilius only knew ]~[im for a few equinoxes!
Kilius: ]~[as your questing proved as fruitful as Kilius'?!
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