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[Dermonster]

starboundLogicbomb Began Pestering pseudoSkeptic

SL: I believe I should tell you that I'm about to die.
SL: If you hear any reports of a massive crater where once was the state of Nevada, that was me.
SL: If you aren't hit with the fallout, of course.
SL: That's pretty much it. I have a call or two to make, I guess.
SL: If you haven't picked up on it, it's a giant meteor.
SL: I'm sorry that we'll never be able to play the game. From what this window shows it looks pretty good.
SL: I should probably talk to him too.
PS: What?
PS: I find that hard to believe.
SL: I also found it hard to believe this jackass was spying on me and can teleport.
SL: We've been over this.
SL: Weird shit is happening. End of story.
SL: also said guy pestered my a tiny bit a few seconds ago. Apparently I'm 'integral' to who gives a fuck.
SL: You never got around to connecting to me by the way.
SL: I even connected to some other schmuck in the interm.
SL: Though I suppose it doesn't matter?

[Ochita]

Jonathan ran after the bird, but stopped once it left the room. He'd have to think of something... Feeling fustrated by the fact that he'd have to catch a bird, he would need to do sooo much running. Shaking his head, he went to punch one of the machines, in this case, the machine was the cruxtruder, and the fist squarely hit the lid..

Hit the top of the cruxtruder accidentally, but still surprisingly hard!

[freeformschooler]

Jonathan ran after the bird, but stopped once it left the room. He'd have to think of something... Feeling fustrated by the fact that he'd have to catch a bird, he would need to do sooo much running. Shaking his head, he went to punch one of the machines, in this case, the machine was the cruxtruder, and the fist squarely hit the lid..

Hit the top of the cruxtruder accidentally, but still surprisingly hard!

You whop the lid squarely with your fist and it pops open. A bright-green sprite pops out.

>ACHIM: Fan the old Youtube flamewar?
Woah, one thing at a time. The cast iron faction can wait, you have a game to play!

>ACHIM: Take the Dowel to the Alchimiter!
This time it should be the right contraption, shouldn't it?

Upon placing the dowel on the Alchemiter and waiting through the flash of light, you see a translucent green CRUXITE PEN & JOURNAL left behind. The journal is current closed.



You hear a beeping noise. It looks like someone's trying really hard to pester you.

[Blade Master Model 42]

>Penny: Hide just inside the door. You're going to have make a (last?) stand.

[freeformschooler]

>Penny: Hide just inside the door. You're going to have make a (last?) stand.

You find a good hiding spot. A figure with a large, hooded, brown cloak covering his entire body walks in.

?: it it re∀lly very impreƨƨive
?: th∀t you h∀ve m∀n∀ged to ev∀de me for ƨo long
?: you ∀nd your f∀mily ∀nd your f∀ther ∀nd your mother, but wh∀t c∀n i ƨ∀y?
?: in the end, i ∀lw∀yƨ ƨhow up when you le∀ƨt expect it []
?: th∀t time juƨt h∀ppened to be your Entry

[Blade Master Model 42]

>Penny: Use your fist to collapse his face, then shove him into the sarcophagus. This dirtbag is meat.

[freeformschooler]

>Penny: Use your fist to collapse his face, then shove him into the sarcophagus. This dirtbag is meat.

[Unarmed Combat (Fair) +1 vs. Escape Artist (Good) +2] You take a good swing but the dude spins around on his feet and nimbly backs into the opposite wall. He pulls out what initially looks like a walking stick from his robe. Upon closer inspection, though, it has a thin barrel on the end.



He still doesn't shut up.

?: inf∀ct look ∀t thiƨ
?: a lil boy like you ƨo ƨtrong ∀nd f∀ƨt ∀nd ∀ngry
?: youre gonn∀ m∀ke my job ∀ lot e∀ƨier you know

[ShoesandHats]

starboundLogicbomb Began Pestering pseudoSkeptic

SL: I believe I should tell you that I'm about to die.
SL: If you hear any reports of a massive crater where once was the state of Nevada, that was me.
SL: If you aren't hit with the fallout, of course.
SL: That's pretty much it. I have a call or two to make, I guess.
SL: If you haven't picked up on it, it's a giant meteor.
SL: I'm sorry that we'll never be able to play the game. From what this window shows it looks pretty good.
SL: I should probably talk to him too.
PS: What?
PS: I find that hard to believe.
SL: I also found it hard to believe this jackass was spying on me and can teleport.
SL: We've been over this.
SL: Weird shit is happening. End of story.
SL: also said guy pestered my a tiny bit a few seconds ago. Apparently I'm 'integral' to who gives a fuck.
SL: You never got around to connecting to me by the way.
SL: I even connected to some other schmuck in the interm.
SL: Though I suppose it doesn't matter?
PS: Yeah, weird shit does indeed happen, but don't you think the news would be all over the fact that a giant fucking meteor was headed straight for Nevada?
PS: Believe me, I keep quite a keen eye on the news.
PS: If you are telling the truth, then my advice is to run like the goddamned wind.
PS: If you have a car, drive. Just...I don't know.
PS: Also, I already have a client player. I now need a server player, but it looks like you messed that up.
PS: That's beside the point, though. Get the fuck out and take anything you find important with you.

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[11:00] -- pseudoSkeptic [PS] began pestering testingBeta [TB] at 23:00 --
[11:00] PS: Hey.
[11:00] TB: hey
[11:00] PS: Did you get Suburb?
[11:00] PS: Because I need a server player.
[11:01] TB: well |'m already penny's server
[11:01] PS: Oh.
[11:01] TB: but | see no reason | can't serve more than one person
[11:01] TB: sounds l|ke |t'd be fun, |f |t weren't for the sh|tt|est controls ever to be shat be a dev
[11:01] PS: I imagine that would be rather difficult to manage.
[11:02] TB: not really
[11:02] TB: just don't expect the most stellar performance
[11:02] TB: and your plumb|ng may or may not cease to funct|on
[11:02] PS: You'd probably have to keep tw-
[11:02] PS: What?
[11:02] TB: |t's an |ngame th|ng presumably
[11:03] TB: your character starts w|th a ton of to|lets or someth|ng
[11:03] PS: That's...
[11:03] PS: Certainly a strange game mechanic.
[11:03] TB: | th|nk |'m st|ll wa|t|ng for my server to get h|s connect|on up and runn|ng so | can see what's up
[11:03] PS: Who's your server player?
[11:04] TB: some starboundlog|cbomb guy
[11:04] TB: found h|m by pester|ng random folks
[11:04] PS: Really?
[11:04] PS: What a coincidence.
[11:04] TB: pretty much
[11:04] TB: | was gett|ng bored wa|t|ng for one of you guys to get back on to be my server
[11:04] PS: I'm actually talking to him right now.
[11:05] TB: and | sure as hell wasn't gonna have penny do |t after the to|let |nc|dent
[11:05] PS: He says that there's a meteor headed for his house, but I don't buy it.
[11:05] PS: At least, not entirely.
[11:05] TB: >:|
[11:05] PS: I know plenty of people who get their jollies by fucking with people over the internet, but I'm not sure why he would say something like that.
[11:06] TB: tell h|m to get h|s server s|de sh|t go|ng then
[11:06] TB: that sa|d, you st|ll need a server?
[11:06] PS: Yep.
[11:07] PS: Everyone who I actually know who might have a copy of the game is offline right now.
[11:07] TB: well |'ve got a second system that | could maybe server a second sess|on on
[11:07] PS: What, like a second computer?
[11:07] TB: well yes
[11:07] TB: what, you thought | used one system for everyth|ng?
[11:07] PS: Hell, that would be even harder to manage.
[11:08] TB: do you have /\NY |dea how much sh|t that would leave me open to
[11:08] TB: all of the sh|t
[11:08] TB: all of |t
[11:08] TB: anyways |'m runn|ng the server program on my home system now
[11:09] TB: | th|nk |'ve already got an |P for you, and you should get a text f|le v|a ema|l somet|me shortly w|th the |P you need to connect to
[11:09] PS: Okay.
[11:09] TB: that |s, |f the th|ng works
[11:09] PS: But don't blame me if your computer blows up or something when I try to connect.
[11:09] PS: I'm not sure if this game is built to support stuff like that.
[11:09] TB: |f |t does, |'ll just have to jury-r|g a new one or someth|ng
[11:10] TB: anyways, talk to ya once | get the connect|on up and runn|ng
[11:10] PS: Okay.
[11:10] PS: Bye.
[11:10] TB: ad|os
[11:10] -- pseudoSkeptic [PS] ceased pestering testingBeta [TB] at 23:10 --

[TherosPherae]

TB: Connect again.

[Dermonster]

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starboundLogicbomb Began Pestering pseudoSkeptic

SL: I believe I should tell you that I'm about to die.
SL: If you hear any reports of a massive crater where once was the state of Nevada, that was me.
SL: If you aren't hit with the fallout, of course.
SL: That's pretty much it. I have a call or two to make, I guess.
SL: If you haven't picked up on it, it's a giant meteor.
SL: I'm sorry that we'll never be able to play the game. From what this window shows it looks pretty good.
SL: I should probably talk to him too.
PS: What?
PS: I find that hard to believe.
SL: I also found it hard to believe this jackass was spying on me and can teleport.
SL: We've been over this.
SL: Weird shit is happening. End of story.
SL: also said guy pestered my a tiny bit a few seconds ago. Apparently I'm 'integral' to who gives a fuck.
SL: You never got around to connecting to me by the way.
SL: I even connected to some other schmuck in the interm.
SL: Though I suppose it doesn't matter?
PS: Yeah, weird shit does indeed happen, but don't you think the news would be all over the fact that a giant fucking meteor was headed straight for Nevada?
PS: Believe me, I keep quite a keen eye on the news.
PS: If you are telling the truth, then my advice is to run like the goddamned wind.
PS: If you have a car, drive. Just...I don't know.
PS: Also, I already have a client player. I now need a server player, but it looks like you messed that up.
PS: That's beside the point, though. Get the fuck out and take anything you find important with you.
SL: Oh, I did? Well, I completely ballsed that up, I though you were my server.
SL: Also, I don't quite think you're getting the scale here.
SL: This thing is flippin' huge.
SL: I have no idea why this isn't being reported on.
SL: Quite possibly it's something which will end the world and they just want us to not worry about it.
SL: Honestly I do not care at this point, and it doesn't matter. Not much evac can be done in... ten minutes, give or take?
SL: Shit would crack open the supervolcano, is what I'm getting across here.
SL: I'm gonna... I dunno. I'm going to do a few things and then bust out that old bottle from my mom I've been saving for a special occasion.
SL; I got a front row seat to the end of the world.
SL: Either way, It's been nice knowing you.
SL: Goodbye.

starboundLogicbomb Ceased Pestering pseudoSkeptic

Sirius stared at his screen for a time.

He noticed a different window.

A rough scheduled for the next five minutes formed.

If all rational hopes are exhausted, sometimes you have to look at what you have, check the facts, make wild and irrational jumps in logic... and hope.

Retrieve special bottle.

[ShoesandHats]

TB: Connect again.

>Andrew: What he said.

[Blade Master Model 42]

>Penny: He has a gun. He's too far away. ABSCOND!

?: inf∀ct look ∀t thiƨ
?: a lil boy like you ƨo ƨtrong ∀nd f∀ƨt ∀nd ∀ngry
?: youre gonn∀ m∀ke my job ∀ lot e∀ƨier you know

?: a lil boy like you ƨo ƨtrong ∀nd f∀ƨt ∀nd ∀ngry

?:boy

"HOW DARE YOU! I'M A GIRL!"

>Penny: Give in to the dark side. Rush him.

[Liber celi]

>ACHIM: Be pestered!

[I am going to try to be online tonight as long as possible... but I have to go to church tomorrow{I don't exactly go often, but it always collides with something}. Pesterchum seems to work again. If it doesn't, IM me.]

[freeformschooler]

>Penny: Give in to the dark side. Rush him.

[Unarmed Combat (Fair) -1 vs. Escape Artist (Good) -1] GM INTERRUPT! Would you like to tag "I am NOT a boy!" [] for a +2 or reroll?

TB: Connect again.

>Andrew: What he said.

((I'm not a hundred percent sure what you guys are trying to do, but I'm assuming just have Jack serve Andrew.))

Jack runs the SUBURB server on his other machine and near-instantly sees Andrew pop up on its screen. Nothing went wrong, fortunately.

Now it only seems SL needs a server.

Retrieve special bottle.

BLUH

Nah, actually this is delicious.

>ACHIM: Be pestered!

[I am going to try to be online tonight as long as possible... but I have to go to church tomorrow{I don't exactly go often, but it always collides with something}. Pesterchum seems to work again. If it doesn't, IM me.]

((No problem, in-thread works just as well.))

By the time you get to your computer it seems your pesterer has already absconded. Looks like he sent you some offline messages.

Spoiler: Show pesterlog (click to show/hide)

SG: you know you guyƨ ∀re ∀ huge pit∀
SG: ive been tryin to tr∀ck you down for p much weekƨ now
SG: but nope IP getƨ to you before i c∀n even find where the hell weƨt germ∀ne iƨ
SG: giveƨ you the fuckin ∀mulet juƨt ∀b∀ndonƨ uƨ
SG: we only h∀d two you know
SG: you're b∀ƨic∀lly cre∀ting ƨc∀rcity in the m∀gic∀l worthleƨƨ ∀mulet dep∀rtment
SG: wh∀tever i fin∀lly found one of you thiƨ "penny" girl
SG: ƨheƨ re∀l d∀ngerouƨ but not like the Rogue iƨ
SG: im he∀ding in now, b∀i

[Dermonster]

Sirius sips the old bottle and pokes his head out a window. There is a faint light in the sky.

He sits back at his computer, and stares intently at a screen.

He switches the disks.

starboundLogicbomb began pestering logicalReasonality

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SL: Hello?