15 January 2013 @ 11:01 am
Content Warning: Thread with Tavros got smutty I really can't believe I'm putting this right in the OP but the general public has a right to be warned.

[The feed clicks on, revealing an extremely wide, extremely frantic purple eye.]

[After a few seconds, the features surrounding said eye come into view, as the operator of the video backs up. And backs up a little more.]

[It's a gargantuan troll. Everything about him looks like it's been blown well out of reasonable proportion. His shoulders took up the width of the screen, and the way he hunched over couldn't have been anything but uncomfortable. His face was painted up like a monotone clown - all dark smudges against stark white. The design hadn't changed much in the sweeps he'd spent here. What was your face was your face, no matter how you felt about it. The paint was what he was born with, the design was a part of him - one thing in life that couldn't be done on a whim.]

[Most of that face, however, was obscured by the most absurd mane of hair imaginable. It exploded from his head in a mass of mats and twists and curls, getting in his eyes and mouth before running down his neck and past his shoulders. It was reminiscent of vines taking over a building - crawling up and threatening to engulf the two massive, spiraling horns that sprouted from his head.]

[For being as giant as he was, Gamzee had been lacking in the brute strength department - a solitary physical trait he failed to inherit from his ancestor. His limbs and neck were thick, but not as thick as they could or should be. His hands rivaled the size of dinner plates, but the fingers on them remained knuckles and spindle.]

[Now that both manic eyes were visible, as well as a decent amount of the rest of him, Gamzee's dark lips parted to speak, revealing terribly sharp and terribly disgusting fangs. Plucking a vial of dark purple liquid from his pants pocket, he held it up to the camera.]


All you magnanimous motherfuckers, please to be all popping the most righteous of motherfuckin' squats at the terminal and start bestowing on to your wicked brother all what's knowledge holy you up and got in those inferior thinkpans 'bout the matter what all is at being your mother fucking blood.
 
 
26 December 2012 @ 08:40 pm
NEVER HAVE I THOUGHT THAT I WOULD BE CAPABLE OF HATING ANYONE MORE THAN THE PERSON THAT I HATE MOST.
TO BE ABLE TO DO SO REQUIRES DELVING DEEP INSIDE AND REACHING A BRAND NEW TIER OF HATE.
IT IS A HATE SO RANCOROUS THAT EVEN I CAN'T COMPLETELY FATHOM IT.
THESE SHITSTAINS THAT CONTINUOUSLY REMIND ME THAT I REALLY HAD IT EASY DEALING WITH TWELVE SHITTY, UNCOOPERATIVE TROLLS JUST HAVE TAKEN MY LAST NERVE AND HAVE SPLINTERED IT, SCATTERING THE REMAINS ACROSS THE VAST REACHES OF PARADOX SPACE.
YOU THINK YOU CAN FUCK WITH MY THINKPAN AND THEN SMOOTH IT OVER BY RETURNING WHAT'S RIGHTFULLY FUCKING MINE?
YOU'RE
MOTHERFUCKING
WRONG.
BE LUCKY I CAN'T REACH YOU, BECAUSE I SWEAR THAT I WOULD TAKE THIS SICKLE AND EVISCERATE EVERY LAST FUCKING ONE OF YOU.
 
 
[Oh my God does he not even care about changing his stupid font right now.]

KARKAT VANTAS WHERE THE MOTHERFUCK ARE YOU

WHERE IS EVERYJKLMMSGDKL,B
ljkdfl,b;gf.
FUCK


FUCK

WHAT THE FUCK IS ALL THIS RATTLY SHAKY BULLSHIT

oh
f;j.uck!!!
 
 
 
As usual this place is just one 8ig 8ullshit factory.
They fuck with us over and over again and give us what? Crap from home that's supposed to make up for it?
Well I 8't 8iting for this stuff. What am I even supposed to do with a FLARP 8ook here? Play?
........Actually, that wouldn't 8e such a 8ad idea! Any8ody want to play l8er?


[Fail Filtered to John Egbert]

Hey Eg8ert. You didn't have to do that 8ack there. In the la8yrinth, I mean.
It sucks pretty 8ad that I couldn't win, huh? 8ut I made it pretty far! Until Makara got me. Ugh, I can't 8elieve he managed to kill me.
Aaaaaaaanyway. Thanks.
May8e we could hang out l8er or something? It's pro8a8ly 8een a while since I've 8een here if what I heard from Vantas is any indic8tion.


[Fail Filtered to Romeo]

Heeeeeeeey kid. You sure did sponsor me a lot!
It's nice to see someone recognize my gr8ness.
Thanks for all of that, I suppose. Even if your human food just keeps getting weirder and weirder. ::::/
What was that stuff in the 8ox? A luncha8le? What is that even?
 
 
06 May 2012 @ 07:29 pm

SEE, I KNEW WE WERE TOO CLOSE TO THAT GODDAMNED NEON GREEN HEAVENLY BODY.
AT LEAST THIS IS WHAT I AM GOING TO ASSUME THIS PASSIVE AGGRESSIVE MISSIVE REFERS TO
SINCE WE ALL KNOW THAT NOT ONLY WAS THE PLANET DESTROYED, BUT THE ENTIRE FUCKING UNIVERSE.
THANKS A LOT FOR THAT ONE, LALONDE, IN CASE YOU'RE FUCKING READING THIS.
I SINCERELY DOUBT THAT THE MEDIUM IMPLODING ON ITSELF OR WHATEVER HAPPENED TO IT COUNTS AS SOME HEROIC DEATH.
THOUGH I DON'T KNOW, I COULD COUNT AT LEAST SIXTY WAYS IN WHICH IT COULD PASS AS A JUSTIFIED DEATH SO WHO THE FUCK EVEN KNOWS ANYMORE.
ALL I KNOW IS THAT THIS IS HOOFBEAST SHIT.
I DON'T CARE WHO THE FUCK YOU NOOKBITING BULGE HUMPERS ARE, BUT YOU DIDN'T SAVE SHIT.
ALL OF THE SHIT WAS ON ITS WAY TO BE FIXED AND PACKAGED UP NEATLY WITH A PRETTY RIBBON ON TOP
THEN AWAY IT WOULD GO TO BE LODGED UNDER THE HUMAN CHRISTMAS TREE.
THERE WE WOULD WAIT IN EAGER ANTICIPATION, KNOWING THAT ALL OF OUR EFFORTS HERE WOULD
*MOTHERFUCKING FINALLY*
BEAR SOME SEMBLANCE OF FRUIT.
BUT OH NO! OH NO NO NO!
CAN'T HAVE *THAT* NOW CAN WE?
ONCE THINGS START GOING RIGHT THAT MEANS SOMETHING *OBVIOUSLY* NEEDS TO GO EVEN FUCKING MORE WRONG THAN BEFORE!
THE POWERS THAT BE IN EVERY OTHER UNIVERSE SEEM TO WANT TO CONVERGE ON THE SINGLE MOMENT OF PEACE AND TRANQUILITY AND SHATTER IT WITH A HUGE ASS HAMMER.
OOPS! THERE GO THOSE SHARDS, SMASHED INTO A FINE POWDER THAT BLOWS AWAY IN THE FAINTEST OF BREEZES.
ALL I CAN REALLY SAY ABOUT THIS SITUATION IS
WHAT
THE
FUCK.
 
 
24 February 2012 @ 07:55 pm
WHAT THE EVERLOVING FUCK WAS THAT SUPPOSED TO BE?
WAS THAT ONE OF THOSE EXPERIMENTS I'VE BEEN SO EAGER TO EXPERIENCE?
OR DID EVERYONE AND THEIR LUSUS SUDDENLY FEEL LIKE GETTING THEIR WICKED MURDERTHIRST ON ALL AT THE SAME TIME?
MAN, WHAT A COINCIDENCE!
A BIG OLD COINCIDENCE, SURE.
I BELIEVE THAT INSTANTLY, TOTALLY AND COMPLETELY.
DO THINGS LIKE THIS HAPPEN OFTEN? AS GREAT AS BEING CHOKED IN THE HALLWAYS WAS, I'D RATHER NOT HAVE TO DO THAT AGAIN.
SELFISH REQUEST I KNOW.
HOW DARE I.
 
 
06 February 2012 @ 04:14 pm
OKAY.
FIRST OF ALL, I KNOW HOW THESE GO. IN A STUNNING EXAMPLE OF WHAT SEEMS TO BE A CLEAR LACK OF INTELLIGENCE, I ACTUALLY READ THROUGH THIS INANE PIECE OF SHIT BEFORE I STARTED TYPING.
I DON’T NEED YOUR WITTY BANTER AND USELESS INFORMATION SO KNOCK IT OFF IN ADVANCE.
THE REASON WHY I’M BOTHERING WITH THIS FESTERING COLLECTION OF HIGHLY DISTASTEFUL HISTRIONICS AT ALL IS FOR ONE REASON AND ONE REASON ONLY:
I’M GOING TO TEACH ALL YOU BLATHERING NUTJOBS ABOUT THE `NOT OKAY SYSTEM`.
THIS IS A HIGHLY CHERISHED SYSTEM AND I DIDN’T MAKE IT UP THIS SECOND, SHUT YOUR PUZZLE TRAP AND FUCK OFF.
BY FUCK OFF I MEAN SIT DOWN AND LISTEN BECAUSE THIS IS IMPORTANT AND HIGHLY RELEVANT WHEN YOU'RE GOING AROUND SNATCHING PEOPLE OUT OF THEIR UNIVERSES WHEN THEY'VE GOT IMPORTANT SHIT TO DO.
`DESTROYED` ISN'T SOMETHING THAT JUST HAPPENS TO ENTIRE UNIVERSES, I DON'T BELIEVE THAT.
THE `NOT OKAY SYSTEM` IS A ONE TO TEN SCALE OF HOW OKAY YOU ARE WITH A CERTAIN SITUATION.
THAT IS MORE THAN ENOUGH INFORMATION ALREADY, BUT I KNOW THAT A VAST MAJORITY OF YOU ARE HAPLESS, BRAINLESS, FLESHY PINK HUMAN MEATBAGS, SO I’LL ELABORATE.
YOU’RE WELCOME.
THE SCALE IS SIMPLE ENOUGH, WHERE YOU GAUGE HOW `OKAY` YOU ARE WITH A CERTAIN SITUATION USING ONE DIGIT NUMBERS, A CONCEPT THAT EVEN THE MOST INTELLIGENCE-CHALLENGED INDIVIDUAL CAN UNDERSTAND.
ONE IS THE LOWEST END OF THE SCALE, TEN IS THE HIGHEST.
THAT NEEDED CLARIFICATION.
AGAIN, YOU’RE WELCOME.
FOR EXAMPLE, BECAUSE I KNOW YOU NEANDERTHRASHING FUCKSPONGES WILL NEED ONE, I WILL RATE THE SITUATION I’M IN RIGHT NOW USING THE NOT OKAY SCALE.
THAT SITUATION BEING, OF COURSE, THAT I’VE BEEN MERCILESSLY RIPPED OUT OF MY UNIVERSE AND THEREFORE STRIPPED OF MY IMPORTANT LEADER DUTIES.
JUST IN CASE YOU’D FORGOTTEN.
RATING MYSELF ON A ONE TO TEN SCALE, WITH ONE BEING DELIGHTFULLY CONTENT LIKE A BUCKTOOTHED IDIOT DANCING NAKED IN THE RAIN AND TEN BEING PSYCHO JUGGALO ASSHOLE SUDDENLY GETTING A WICKED THIRST FOR THE KILLS
I WOULD BE AROUND A 6.
MIDWAY UP THE SCALE, DECIDEDLY NOT OKAY BUT NOT BEING AN OBNOXIOUS BULGEREEK ABOUT IT.
HAD I NOT HAD THE MENTAL CAPACITY, AS I KNOW MOST OF YOU DON’T, TO FLIP THROUGH THIS BOOK FIRST, I WOULD BE TWELVE OR THIRTEEN ON THE SCALE.
IT’S MY SCALE I CAN GO HIGHER THAN THE LIMIT IF I WANT TO, FUCK OFF.
THIRTEEN WOULD BE PEELING OFF ALL MY SKIN, FILING DOWN MY HORNS AND GOING ON A BLEARY AND CONFUSED MURDER SPREE.
I WAS FEELING MAGNANIMOUS WITH MY BRAIN POWER AND SAVED YOU ALL THE TROUBLE OF DEALING WITH THAT.
THIS MEMO HAS ALMOST REACHED ITS CONCLUSION, BUT BEFORE I LEAVE YOU DUMBFUCKS BACK TO YOUR IGNORANCE BUBBLES, I WOULD LIKE TO CLARIFY SOMETHING THAT NEEDS TO BE CLARIFIED:
THIS IS NOT ME BEING OBNOXIOUS AND TELLING YOU HOW TO ACCURATELY GAUGE YOUR LIFE WITH MY SPARKLING PERSONALITY AND ENDLESS INTELLECT
THIS IS AN IMPORTANT MEMO CONTAINING A PRICELESS PUBLIC SERVICE ANNOUNCEMENT FOR THE INANE AND THE IDIOTIC.
(THAT’S YOU.)
 
 
29 November 2011 @ 07:15 pm
[Minato frowns. In his mind, he's quickly going over all the information he heard so far and comparing them to past information from the Underworld.

Is this yet another game between the gods? Or a trick of the Apportioners? He can't rule out the possibility of other reasons for his world's destruction (assuming it's true, of course) even when Hades is finally killed.

First, he need to confirm who is here. As well as asking some important questions. The slight frown went away in favour of a more neutral expression as he turns on the video. It took him a moment to learn the basics, but it's not that hard for him.
]

My name is Minato Arisato and I just arrived here. If my friends are here, please tell me you're okay.

[SEES, report in.]

And for those who have been here longer than I am, please take a moment to answer my question.

What happens if you die here?

[A rather morbid question, but it's still important.]
 
 
28 November 2011 @ 11:43 pm
alriight who'2 fuckiing briight iidea wa2 thii2?
very funny ha ha ii know ii haven't 2topped workiing iin a whiile but thii2 kiidnappiing attempt ii2 ju2t 2ad
kk iif ii fiind out you're behiind thii2 ii'm 2piilliing coffee all over your 2tupiid whiite jacket
and then burniing iit
and to22iing the charred remaiins two the 2eadweller2
a22hole
 
 
28 November 2011 @ 09:42 pm
Um, hello everyone. [Roxas seemed a bit rigid, making a network post again within such a short block of time...but he'd been spending a lot more time in the library as sort of a result of it.]

I have a bit of a request. [He paused, fidgeting with his colored strings on his fingers, before making a weird, dismissive handwave to his own fussing.] After what occurred with the network a few days ago, I'm looking for volunteers of a sort- hackers, or people willing to monitor the network. If anything of that sort happens again, I want to be able to try and trace it, or at the very least, watch the network from multiple consoles to see if there's any variation. We need to document this, in case anything else happens.

[An awkward pause.] I'm not trying to be a leader or anything, but...
 
 
28 November 2011 @ 05:14 pm
Young Master? Miss Elizabeth? I do not believe I will be able to acquire tea befitting your delicate palates. [He does look rather disappointed.] Additionally, I would like to suggest that we do not leave one another's presence for too long. I cannot say what might lurk in the halls.

I am confident that I can handle whatever may come our way. Thus far, it seems like a child's tricks. [His lips twist wryly before he bows to the camera.] For those of you who do not know me: I am Sebastian Michaelis, the butler of Earl Ciel Phantomhive. If you are an acquaintance of my Master, feel free to contact me for assistance any time.
 
 
28 November 2011 @ 12:59 pm
He looks ridiculous in the white outfit, but he doesn't seem to mind. It's likely he didn't even bother rummaging through that chest in his room, or even if he did, maybe he liked the new look and decided to keep it. All the chairs and tables surrounding him have been pushed back into two large piles (off screen), so it's just him on the floor. Looking content as if nothing had happened.


OOC CUT FOR IMAGE )
"These keys are too MOTHERFUCKING SMALL."

He says, his voice low and raspy at first but then escalating into a shout by the end. The troll (judging by his gray skin and orange horns) remains sitting, now completely silent as he gazes into the camera, his focus on it starting to wane a little.
 
 
28 November 2011 @ 04:03 am
Hello
I Admit I Am A Little Unsure As To How To Start Off Something Like This
It Is Difficult To Go About An Introduction When You Have Been Transported In What Was No Doubt A Forcible Manner To An Unfamiliar Place While On The Brink Of Complete Existential Rewrite
But I Suppose It Is Something That Must Be Done No Matter What Degree Of Panic One Is Feeling

My Name Is Kanaya Maryam
I Am From A Planet Called Alternia
I Also Have Been Looking Into Past Logs On This Network In An Attempt To Figure Out Where I Am
This Has Brought Me To Curious Results That May Be Of Interest To Those Who Have Context Or Further Knowledge About This Place
It Is The Content Lost In The Garbled Text And Strange Audio
It Appears To Be Login Information

login admin ruana
password [Unknown I Could Not Seem To Decipher This Part]
access sripevi
Please be patient

If Anyone Can Tell Me Where I Am And What This Means It Would Be Greatly Appreciated
Thank You
 
 
17 November 2011 @ 01:21 pm
[Sora seems a bit nervous, but then, he'll smile somewhat, although it's still kind of. There.]

Um, hey. I'm worried about my dad... Has anyone seen him before they came here? Even if it was before I came here! Um... I drew a picture.

[And then he'll hold up the drawing. It isn't too good, but...]

OOC Cut for image! )

...I'm not the best artist, but. This is him! Thanks ahead of time for any information!
 
 
02 November 2011 @ 12:51 am
sup homies

finally woke up from that coma that lasted three seasons
only to find out i have amnesia and an evil twin bent on ruling the world
and theres some love quadrangle goin on involving my mother the butler my uncle and a monkey
and somehow its all my fault

so other than that whatd i miss
 
 
26 October 2011 @ 01:42 am
I have heard say that those who die in this tower are resurrected after a time.

Is there anyone who has either witnessed or experienced this phenomenon firsthand that wishes to speak of it?

[Short, sweet, and written in the true fashion of a grammar nazi to the point. The message is not filtered or locked in any way -- he's pretty obviously looking for a yes or no before anything else.]
 
 
14 October 2011 @ 05:21 pm
im fuckin useless and despicable and you dont know that for some reason and aras makin me tell you so im tellin you
in my vversion a things you broke off bein moirails wwith me to go off wwith sol to be matesprits and spend all a your time on pee dee ehs right in my face right in evverybodys face but especially mine
because i wwas alwways flushed for you but you didnt evven care
you didnt care about me at all i guess you wwere just tryin to savve the other trolls or somethin so i dont knoww wwhy i wwas evven clingin to you here wwhen i knoww you dont fuckin care
anywway i had a plan to savve both a us and join up wwith the guy keepin us all trapped in the vveil and i didnt evven care that youd left me i still asked because wwere both seadwwellers
but you didnt wwant to and you and sol came after me to probably kill me
so i stopped you
only i sort a killed you like a fuckin complete failure idiot
so i get it
you dont havve to answwer this
actually no please answwer this so i knoww if youvve seen it because i dont wwant to alwways be wwonderin if you saww it or not
but you dont evver havve to talk to me again after that i get it
im a miserable piece a jetsam
if i wwasnt stuck here id seclude myself awway from evveryone else forevver
its not like it wwould make any difference really
nobody really evver wwants me there anywway


[ooc: whiiiiine. Thanks, Sol. :|]
 
 
[OOC: This post is locked to each individual that Signless has ever met or spoken to, even for a short time. He also has locked it to each of the rest of the trolls, and anyone he's ever seen talking on networks. Basically, while it is locked, if you want your character to see it, you can assume Signless has seen you posting around. Or you're welcome to hack it, because Signless is pretty shitty with computers, anyway.

He's trying to make it open to as many of the prisoners as possible in the tower, without leaving it open to the administrators of the tower - though with his current paranoia, he's pretty sure that they'll find out, from the spies who will certainly see it]


ALL RIGHT, ALL OF YOU FUCKASSES LISTEN UP.
TODAY WE GOT OUR MISSING FRIENDS AND COMRADES BACK, AND FOUND THEM HORRIBLY CHANGED.
OUR FRIENDS WERE TORTURED AND EXPERIMENTED ON BY EVIL PEOPLE, AND TURNED INTO MONSTERS. DON'T SAY IT ISN'T TRUE, BECAUSE YOU ALL KNOW THAT IT IS.
NOT ONLY THAT, BUT WE RECEIVED NOTES TODAY INFORMING US THAT IT ISN'T JUST THESE UNFORTUNATE *FIRST VICTIMS* BUT ALL OF US WHO ARE PART OF THIS EXPERIMENT.
AS IF WE DIDN'T ALREADY KNOW THAT.

THE TIME HAS COME TO TO ACCEPT THAT THIS IS NO REFUGEE CAMP.
MAYBE OUR WORLDS ARE DESTROYED, MAYBE NOT, BUT THAT DOESN'T FUCKING MATTER, ANYMORE.
ARE WE GOING TO SIT BY AND WAIT WHILE WE'RE TAKEN ONE BY ONE, HAVE OUR HORNS SHORN OFF AND OUR BODIES CORRUPTED FOR THE ENTERTAINMENT OF A BUNCH OF PSYCHOTIC SCIENTISTS?
I SAY, NO.

THERE ARE A LOT OF DIFFERENT PEOPLE HERE, WITH DIFFERENT BACKGROUNDS, SKILLS, AND ABILITIES - MAGICAL AND OTHERWISE.
WE NEED TO COME TOGETHER, PUT ASIDE OUR DIFFERENCES, AND WORK TO FIND THE PEOPLE WHO'VE BROUGHT US HERE AND DESTROY THEM.
IF WE HAVE TO STAY IN THE TOWER FOREVER BECAUSE THERE'S NOWHERE FOR US TO GO, SO BE IT.
BUT WE WON'T BE PUPPETS, DANCING AND SHAKING OUR PLUSH RUMPS FOR THEIR AMUSEMENT.
I KNOW THIS POST WILL PROBABLY ATTRACT THEIR ATTENTION TOWARDS ME, BUT I'M WILLING TO ACCEPT THAT RISK.
IF THEY TAKE ME NEXT, PLEASE, ALL I ASK IS THAT YOU MEET WITH ONE ANOTHER, IN PERSON, IN SECRET IF YOU CAN, AND TRY TO FIND A WAY TO FIND ME.
LET'S WORK TOGETHER, ALL OF US, ALIEN AND TROLL, LOWBLOOD AND HIGH, TO STOP THESE PEOPLE.

THANK YOU FOR YOUR ATTENTION.
 
 
03 October 2011 @ 01:53 pm
I really don't want to do that again

Purrhaps I could just stay in the tower purrease.
Oh this is good

Hah I figured out these weird things!

Anyways, maybe this place could not send me home?

That would be nice. Home is sort of a
wasteland

Signless? Psi? Are you two okay?

This is so much weirder than just talking