thevoidsdarkhorse | Heart Game (Continued)

[Did you write on the booze door, or the crying door? And do you mean the opposite of the booze bedroom?]

[Wrote on the booze door, opening the door opposite the bedroom!]

[You are in a more familiar bedroom.]

[Though it seems almost...colorless now. Dim.]

[Hm. Are there things still written on the walls?

Also: checking the laptop, if it's still there.]

[Nope.]

[The laptop is, indeed, still there. Only has the one program though.]

[Surprisingly, however, all those other names? Are lit up.]

[timaeusTestified in both orange and red, gutsyGumshoe in cyan, golgothasTerror in forest green, uranianUmbra in grey.]

[Huh.

Not wanting to risk losing those names, so he'll pull up a window for the first name in orange.

And in a lame attempt to be Roxy for all of two seconds:]

TG: sup

[And it seems like the conversation gets hijacked.]

TT: I'll use it, I swear!
TT: It's sharp!
TT: And it's awesome!
TT: And...
TT: It's a sword!!!
TG: SHUSH YOU MOUTH AND MAKE BEAEBIFUL LOAF 2 UR FUSHURE WIVE!
TT: I'M TOO FUCKING COOL FOR THIS!!!!!
TT: ....
TT: Oh whatever.
TG: MMPHMHPHMMHMMFFMFMPHMPHHMPHMMF
TT: MMPHMHPHMMHMMFFMFMPHMPHHMPHMMF

[...Oh. OH I KNOW WHO THIS IS AND DIDN'T TRICKSTER GET LOCKED SOMEWHERE????

UH.]

TG: Dirk
TG: Dirk
TG: come in Dirk
TG: answer me, man, come on

[Another hijack. The words gets repeated.]

[Alright, then... 8|a

He will try sending a spacebar-only to the remaining ~~three~~ four clients, seeing what responses happen.]

Edited 2015-01-25 03:24 (UTC)

GG: Why does Jake want you to give Dirk a message through me??
TG: um because hes ridiculous?
GG: Do you actually WANT to say something to Dirk, but can't at the moment?
TG: oh
TG: uh
TG: not really
GG: Hm??
TG: well
TG: idk
GG: Wait, is Dirk not talking to you for some reason?
GG: Is that why Jake suggested going through me?
GG: Good gravy, this is getting complicated.
TG: no
TG: well i mean
TG: maybe he does got a bone 2 pick with me and dont wanna talk
TG: but im not sure
TG: mainly its that i cant bring myself to talk to him
GG: Why not?

GT: Well...
GT: Seeing as shes presumably talking to dirk...
GT: And youre relaying my apology to her already...
GT: Why dont you relay my apology to dirk through her?
TG: omfg jake
TG: jake no
TG: lmao
GT: Why not!
GT: Shed probably be a sport about it.
GT: Hell they could probably bond over what an absolute douchemuffin ive been to them both.
TG: EL SIGH
TG: look jake you squeezed a spanish sigh outta me are u happy
GT: And if theres some heavy business youre having trouble addressing with dirk in person you could get jane to relay him a message for you as well!
TG: ahahahaha jake
TG: jake i
TG: no jake
TG: thats so
TG: alright ima tell jane like p much exactly what you said
TG: but only because its so fuckin dumb and hilarious
TG: ....
GT: ....
TG: wow hey planets shakin
GT: How peculiar. Ours is rattling around as well!

TG: not sure what any of this quiet means but it sounds spactacular
TG: i cant wait
TG: tho im still kinda torn
TG: about how 2 feel about his chances vs janes chances
TG: what do i say to jane about this???
TG: its hard being as totey sweet a friend as me
TG: its hard and no 1 understanks
TG: *lul
TT: Sorry to hear that.
TT: As ever, I remain an automatonous and dispassionate witness of the oddity that is human interaction, while maintaining no investment in either outcome.
TG: yeah bs
TG: anyway looks like i have to go
TG: i have to proves some shit to jane
TT: Prove what?
TG: oh u know
TG: just subjectin shit to the old madrigogs
TT: It seems you just said madrigogs.
TT: What are madrigogs.
TG: XD
TG: l7r bro

TG: pfahahaha
TG: WHAT abilities
TG: i dont have any abilities
TG: except making screens dark which as superpowers go is lame as hell
UU: none that yoU have gotten in toUch with yet.
UU: bUt rest assUred, yoU have them!
UU: it's like i told yoU before, remember?
UU: a fUlly realized rogUe of void can do remarkable things. things which even other god tiers woUld view as miracUloUs.
TG: like what?
UU: why don't yoU see what it is the qUeen woUld have yoU do?
UU: then yoU may look inside and determine whether yoU have it in yoU to do it.
TG: man
TG: whatever she wants
TG: even if it IS an enemy of my enemy kind of thing
TG: i dont think i could ever bring myself to help her :(
UU: that is Understandable.
UU: jUst do whatever yoU feel is right. i'm sUre yoU will make the correct decision.
UU: yoU see, i trUst yoU too, roxy. ^u^
TG: daw thanx callie
UU: oh no...
TG: what?
UU: OH NO!!!
UU: WHAT IS *SHE* DOING HERE???
TG: ...
TG: mom?
UU: NO NO NO NO NO! THIS WON'T DO AT ALL!
UU: A LIGHT PLAYER? A LIGHT PLAYER???
UU: HAVE YOU GONE MENTAL? WHY DON'T WE JUST BURN A BLOODY BONFIRE IN HERE!
UU: HE'LL SPOT US ANY MINUTE! ASSUMING HE ISN'T ALREADY ON HIS WAY TO BLOW US ALL TO KINGDOM COME!!!
UU: NOT THAT IT HASN'T BEEN DELIGHTFUL! BUT EVERYBODY OUT!
UU: OFF WITH YOU, LOVE!
UU: SHOO SHOO SHOO SHOO SHOO SHOO!

[...

Well. Now he knows which is Jane and which is Jake, and that there's a girl named Callie.

And whoever the red one is... a machine?? Maybe attached to Dirk somehow, considering they share usernames...

Sentient machinery, though. Be still his heart. :D

Anyway, he has a feeling he won't get any further here. Closing all the windows back down and looking elsewhere.

Let's check the bed.]

[She really does need to tell him about Shades one day.]

[A feeling in your hand. A warmth. It's comforting, soothing, the only warmth you can only feel is natural.]

[...Wow, it's not a negative feeling in a world of LOTS OF NEGATIVE.

He'll tidy up the bed, then - straighten the blankets and sheets, fluff the pillows. Easy enough for a manservant.

Aaaand then he'll check under the bed, just in case.]

[Solely because it's the Only Positive Warmth so...]

[No blood hidden under this one.]

[There is, however, a black cat in a suit.]

[~~HELLO JASPERS~~

Is the cat alive?]

[...no.]

[That is very much a dead cat.]

[):]

[Oh how sad.

Can he reach said dead cat?]

[Yes he can.]

[Warmth. Something living and won't try to eat you and feels warm and soft. A constant companion, something else to move in the house, the father of all the cats you have. A best friend in the flesh.]

[But he was lost and you can't even remember how.]

[....Oh that's REALLY sad.

Glancing back around the room, contemplating another idea. Is the mountain of pillows still in the corner?]

[Yes it is!]

[Gonna go grab one!]

[1xPillow]

[Okay, benefit of one less item having emotional implications.

Pillow + dead cat carefully put on top, arranged on the bed. MORBID SORTA. No need to hide a beloved friend in the shadows, Roxy.]

[Pillows are pillows man.]

['^']

[A ping, a desire.]

[Always wanted to have a funeral.]

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