It...seemed like a good idea at the time.

[splinterself]

[So after getting the "Where is this, who are you, what is going on?" out of his system, Dirk Strider was purposefully and boldly exploring Mac Anu and was...kind of bemused by the fact that the city wasn't done up in purple and black.

...just saying.

He had ended up at the harbor and there he paused in his wan- purposeful exploring, as...you know what's incredibly distracting? Actually only having one self (at least for the time being) that he was aware of. Also the clothes. Also the fact that he still had no idea what the hell was going on, and, more importantly, what was happening with Roxy.

There was a certain irony in him spacing out just as badly as he did when he had multiple selves to juggle, one which was lost on the guy as he was spacing out, brooding.]

...

[Yeah, this was getting him nowhere. (And shit, the lack of purple really was throwing him off.) That was when he shook his head slightly, turned to the nearest person, and said:]

Hey.

[So verbose.]

Comments

[splinterself]

[The canonically splintered one?]

Man, first you pass on the jokes and now you pass on the mass destruction. And Rox calls me too serious.

[Next room y/n? The...last room before the big loop completion...

...]

[hoperaider]

[Hope is in every Heart, yo.]

You? Too serious? She must be mistaken. I can't imagine a more laid-back fellow than you!

[Y.]

[splinterself]

[This isn't Kingdom Hearts.]

...yeah. Dude, that's me right there. Laid back with nothing on my mind. I'm not really sure where the hell she got that serious thing from. [Uh huh.]

[The room they enter is regular sized, empty save for themselves and a copious amount of breakables. Ahead of them is a suspiciously familiar looking room. Very suspiciously familiar. To the east is a small passage which is easily missable the first time around.]

[hoperaider]

[Everything is Kingdom Hearts. Friends are their power, damn it.]

All silliness aside, it's probably a good thing we have you and Jane to balance out Roxy and I.

[Well, that small passage is totally going to get checked out. Hopefully Dirk isn't too annoyed by the little loop!]

If we make AC next month using this post I will laugh.

[splinterself]

The stubborn skeptics and the people who believe in their friends? [He does pause. He stares at that one really familiar room and pauses, rapping the hilt of the sword with even more of a frown than he usually has before following Jake down that tiny side path.

The corridor is long, starts off rather narrow and claustrophobia inducing before widening: the general effect would be like a secret passage detouring into a main thoroughfare.

The next room (once they get to it) is normal sized. It also has stuff inside of it. Can you guess the contents? Are you gutsy enough a gumshoe to sleuth out the insides?]

lmfao I can't use this thread again, so gl with that. XD

[hoperaider]

More like the down-to-earth attitudes compared to our more flighty ones! Unfortunately, I do space out at times. My mind wanders rather freely.

[If this is where they get eaten by a grue, Jake gives Dirk full permission to slap him.]

God damn, we've been spammy. It's like a waste of comments.

[splinterself]

[Ok. They're eaten by a grue.






...no, not really. So, room ahead. It's got...!

More goblins.]

...they get points for their consistency. [Dirk said, not realizing that somewhere in this maze is a gun giant that will slaughter him.]

It's so not a waste of comments. It's the best way of using them.

[hoperaider]

Hah, do I detect a shred of boredom in that tone, Dirk?

[Well, hopefully they won't get slaughtered, considering they have no way of rezzing the poor soul!

Jake is going to get ready for the strife, as per usual.]

I don't know about you, but god damn this is probably going to be one of my longest threads ever.

[splinterself]

I'm just saying that it would be nice to see something that ain't a goblin. It's like whoever designed the place was some half assed zookeeper who just grabbed a pair of rabbits and we're the chumps who paid boondollars to wade through the result.

[Also prepping for STRIFE. Caps intended. Unless I contradicted myself lets says there's...4. Are you ready?]

lol I'm used to epically long threads like this in my musebox.

[hoperaider]

I have the distinct feeling that you might get what you wish for, and it's going to bite us in the arse.

[Totally ready.]

Usually someone lost interest at this point for me.

[splinterself]

Come on, Jake. Think of it as the step after merciless jungle predation.

[Proceeds with stri-

Ow. Goddammit. It'll fortunately grow back eventually.

-fe.]

Good thing I'm plenty interested, then. :D

[hoperaider]

[He rolls his eyes and also proceeds with the strife. Dirk's lucky that Jake is a nice guy and will give him his health drink if he needs it.

Let's kick some ass!!!]

Guess s- /distracted by a butterfly

[splinterself]

[On it. Slash slash parry dodge slash cut ow cut cut stab ker-stab thrust bleed a bit cut parr- no dodge, Jake's doing ok, ri- ow, slash cut slash etc etc etc.

It's pretty standard by now. In fact, the only thing this scene is missing is appropriately dramatic music.

...]

So about that word game...

[hoperaider]

[Apparently Jake is more of a distraction than Dirk is.]

What type of word game would you like to try your hand at?

[splinterself]

[...maybe a little.] That's my line, dude. I'm the guy who rap battles all the time. If we're going to play a- [Dodging...there.] -...game, I don't just want to pick something I'm good at and you're not.

[hoperaider]

[BOOM, HEADSHOT.]

Fair enough. How does word association sit?

[splinterself]

Alright. [And he says the first thing that comes to mind.] Ocean.

[Oh, and there might be some strifing going on.]

[hoperaider]

[Strifing while playing a word game is just the way these kids roll nowadays.]

Dolphin.

[splinterself]

[Hell yes. Multitasking while getting shit done. Oh, and let's bump off one more.

Also, as the first word that immediately came to mind didn't exactly suit the mood...] Pod.

[hoperaider]

[Yes, they are halfway done with this group!]

Peas.

[splinterself]

[You know what would be really awesome? If the other half could just commit suicide. Just saying.]

Green.

[hoperaider]

[If this were D&D and their Charisma score was at zero, then yes it'd be v. nice. Sadly, this will not happen.

Okay, Jake's going to be a smart ass and grins teasingly.]

Me!

Also, keywords.

[splinterself]

[Physically, they're fighting. Emotionally, he feels like the icon just happened.]

...you.

l m f a o I will gank that, too. We will have sister icons.

[hoperaider]

[Yes, Jake is good at that.]

Yes, me. I type in green, my eyes are green, and it's one of my favorite colors!

Beautiful. I'm still looking for the coveted highfive + SHENANIGANS icon. I'll keep you posted.

[splinterself]

Yeah, I know, but I am not going to riff off of 'Jake English.'