gutsyGumshoe [GG] began pestering tipsyGnostalgic [TG] GG: Hey! Where are you?? GG: I can't find you anywhere in your crazy house. GG: It's just wizards and pumpkins as far as the eye can see. GG: I hope you're ok! GG: Please get back to me as soon as you can. gutsyGumshoe [GG] ceased pestering tipsyGnostalgic [TG] TG: aw noes TG: you are snoping up my house TG: scopping my gourd hoard TG: janey what are u doing TG: what is going on here TG: jane? TG: god dammit crocket TG: bleghhh TG: head hurts
timaeusTestified [TT] began pestering tipsyGnostalgic [TG] TT: Judging by the sporadic rates of change in your present coordinates, it seems that you have been running around like a lunatic. TT: When those ridiculous flesh stilts you refer to as "legs" settle down, and you have a minute to talk, please respond. TG: smup shades TG: *sup TT: Are you in danger? TG: no TG: well TG: not in like robos wanting to kill me immediately as in lilerally right now danger TG: but still probably some danger TG: its hot and all these crumbling flamey buildings are so screwed and i wanna just go lie down TG: plus theres shit coming from the sky TT: What shit do you mean? TG: super deudly red shit TT: Right. The miles. That's why I'm going to need you to get home quickly. TT: What has taken you so long, anyway? Why has your path been so circuitous? TT: Surely you can't be even more inebriated than before. TG: no no TG: less TG: trust my TG: me TT: Ok. Then what? TG: ive been trying to i guess TG: round up some neighbors TG: whenever i see them TG: and try to get then to follow me home TG: whichis harder than is sounds! TT: You are accumulating carapacian refugees? TG: yes TT: That seems like a very inefficient and risky use of your time. TG: i know but TG: they always seem confused and dont know what todo TG: and everythings bunring down TG: i think i should try to take some with me i cant just leave all of the poor chess guys here to die TT: Alright, that's fine. TT: As luck would have it, your imperfect human sentimentality has been completely factored into my calculations. TT: You should be ok. Just get back to your house as quickly as possible now. There's no time left. TG: lmao @ your "caluculations" as if htose are real but ok ill get moving TT: We're going to need you to connect with Jake to bring him into the game. TT: You will complete the chain of entry. This is very important. TG: ok TG: jane was trying 2 reach me TG: messin with my pumpkips or some shit??? TG: where is she TT: There's been a little subordination issue there. TT: With both Crocker and English, actually. Strider and I are working on it. TG: what u talkin about TG: subordingation TG: you saying those chucklefucks went rouge TT: Sort of. TG: but thats what i do! TG: posers be frontin hard up on my roguey turf TG: *roguish? TG: roguish is better it means sly TT: Don't worry about it for now. Just do your part, and catch up with them later. TT: Who knows, maybe you will prove yourself to be the only 100% cooperative, fully competent non-Strider player? TT: How ironic would it be if the best player turned out to be the drunk girl? Wouldn't that be sweet? TG: yeah!!!! TG: :3 TT: Go home. Connect with Jake. Deploy the equipment in the ruins of his old house. TT: I'll focus on actually getting him there. The kid is seriously a work in progress, I gotta say. TT: Are you sober enough to do all that? TG: i think TG: the answer TG: unfortunately TG: is yes TG: :[