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middleofsomewhere2021-05-09 06:48 am
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Entry tags:
- !mission twelve,
- cassie cage [ou],
- devero [ou],
- entrapta [ou],
- inigo [ou],
- jaisyn solo [au],
- kitty pryde [ou],
- lan sizhui [ou],
- lapis lazuli [crau],
- little one [ou],
- madoka kaname [ou],
- romeo [crau],
- seto kaiba [ou],
- taiki [ou],
- thanatos [ou],
- tidus [ou],
- trunks brief (future) [ou],
- yondu udonta [ou],
- ~x~adam parrish [ou],
- ~x~bucky barnes [crau],
- ~x~casper leblanc jr [crau],
- ~x~curufin [crau],
- ~x~jon snow [ou],
- ~x~lena sabrewing [ou],
- ~x~mami tomoe [ou],
- ~x~merwen [ou],
- ~x~raven [ou],
- ~x~roland crane [ou],
- ~x~rui ninomiya [ou],
- ~x~shen qingqiu [au],
- ~x~siobahn chereshei [ou],
- ~x~v [ou]
What their Eyes See: Start
"Good Morning Voidtreckers, today is day five of the month of Llama." The voice echoes through the train as passengers wake up in their beds. Not long afterwards their SCA’s glow with the colour of the void and a holographic image will appear.
Preperation and Arrival
As usual they have a couple of hours before arrival to ready themselves for the mission ahead. As promised the dressing carriage is open for them to find suitable clothing. Trench coats, a lot of leather, a lot of black with neon colours thrown in here and there. There is a lot of choice in a variety of sizes so everyone is bound to find something to fit. Hopefully something they like, though some passengers may be more comfortable with the fashion choices than others.
A couple of hours after the announcement of the mission the voice speaks again. "Shortly arriving in system #93426194992. Arriving in ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one." The train shakes as it leaves the void, colours fading to be replaced to a grey thick smog outside the windows.
The train bumps slightly as it hits rails, snaking its way towards the city before entering a tunnel. A few moments and they come to a stop, the doors open onto a platform. Stepping out into the station the first thing to hit them is noise, it sounds like there are ten different advertisements blaring, someone or something is playing loud music. There's a lot of flashing signs, screens with advertisements, bright lights that change colour for no real apparant reason. Heavy on the senses as they make their way to the gates.
They will find that their SCAs allow them through the barriers and into the wider train station, which is somehow even louder. It is busy as well, people hurrying from place to place. There are signs declaring this to be Tier Three, Home of Manufacturing. as well as signs pointing the way to lifts, to take them to other tiers.
Tier One
Mapping
For those travelling up to tier one the first thing they will notice when they leave the lift is, it is a lot quieter up here. Peaceful even, there are people around, all looking official and busy. None will pay the Voidtreckers any mind unless they are acting particularly suspicious.
The air feels better here, probably because the whole tier is encased with a dome that they will be able to see as they enter, coming from a lift near the edge of the tier. The buildings are all harsh dark metal, almost uniform in design. The streets are clean and there has been an attempt at greenery with some shrubs and simple plants.
The buildings all need to be accessed using their SCA's. Their SCA maps show them where the buildings are but give no information about them, nor do they have maps of inside. Once the voidtreckers enter they will find that their maps fill in as they explore.
There are plenty of different buildings, offices, labs and meeting rooms. There are also a lot of security staff and anyone acting too suspiciously will be approached and questioned. Hopefully they have a plan, blend in or sneak around.
Flickers
Sometimes though that is a little harder, they might enter a room to find themselves on their old street, in a world they have visited before on the train or somewhere else that is decidedly not here. These illusions get more common as time goes on and people will begin seeing the illusions of others or find the two scenes merging together.
Voidtreckers who are immune to illusions will not see these strange visions and those who are particularly strong willed will be able to fight them off. Once people know they are illusions they can focus through them to see reality even if it is overlaid with what their minds want to see. It will take a lot of concentration to stay focused and get an accurate map.
Tier Two
A Mystery
The lift here brings them out into a glass covered corridor. Outside the glass the air is thick with smog but the filtration systems means that the air seems fine inside, especially with their SCA's helping out. Outside the tunnels they will be able to see the lights of hovercars zipping around and the silhouettes of buildings. Office blocks and large houses make up this sector. Large billboards blare out advertisements at all hours, neon lights shining through the smog.
The atmosphere of the sector is one of fear, people hurry about their business, keeping an wary eye on their surroundings. The newcomers won't get too much scrutiny but people are likely to be very wary if approached or questioned.
But they will talk once they guage them to not be a threat. Murders. Six people dead, from inside their own houses. Locked doors, security systems, all for nothing. Is it a serial killer? But the reports suggested an animal attack? From what animals?
Getting access to the houses will take some negotiating or breaking and entering. The bodies themselves have been cleared by law enforcement, caution tape still up to keep out any nosy public.
The rooms the bodies were found in were all rooms that used holograms as decoration and the voidtreckers will realise when they enter them that these holograms seem a lot more realistic than some of the others they might have seen in their stay in the sector so far.
Creatures
As they talk to people, or overhear gossip they will hear more about animal attacks. Someone swears they saw a lion prowling the streets. A hovercar crashed and the driver swore they had been attacked by an eagle. Neither of those creatures live in the city. Neither of those creatures exist on this world anymore.
But the Voidtreckers will quickly learn there is something to these rumours, especially as dark falls, the feeling they are being hunted. A paw tread, a tail disappearing around a corner. As days go on they may get attacked by a bear, a tiger or perhaps a creature from their own world, one that should not exist here at all...
Tier Three
A Crisis
Leaving the station brings them into crowded streets, air thick with smog, Up above them is the floor of the plate above, set with bright lights to offset the lack of natural light getting through. Billboards and screens blare advertisements, traders yell their wares. Life is fast and swirls around them as they step out into the streets.
Here also there is an air of worry. The talk is all of Spectura, kids unconcious after playing video games, hospital overflowing. Spectura's fault, there are calls for accountability, claims of sabotage. No person gives the same story and it becomes clear that most people don't know what has happened but almost everyone knows someone who has been affected. Fear, blame, tensions are high.
But life must go on, the factories never stop, people can't not work and with so many people unconscious people have to pick up the slack. The whole sector feels at breaking point.
If they try and buy Spectura systems they will not be stopped though they will need to sign a waiver, to take on all responsibility for what might happen to them if they go into the system.
Spectura
There are a whole range of games to look through, though the two most popular ones where the majority of players can be found are an open-world farming MMO called AgriTopia VI Ultimate, with bright landscapes and calming diegetic music, and Aegis Force, a tournament team shooter with short battle scenarios and smaller maps.
Those entering the system will fall unconscious in the real world and as they enter the problem will be pretty obvious straight away. Red vines, covering everything, tangling trees, creeping up buildings, coming straight for them to attack.
Anyone who gets overwhelmed by them will be stuck, unable to move or progress. It is possible to fight them off and for those voidtreckers who have faced the vines before they will find their soothing powers will work here as well.
People are tangled throughout many different games and once they are freed will need some help to find the next save point or exit. They need to help plant the final hundred potatoes, or team up to take down the level boss or solve the next puzzle, keep the vines away and free as many people as they can.
Tier Four
A Way In
As they leave the lifts they will find this tier is dark, dim lighting barely penetrating the smog. Homes are makeshift and all on top of each other. The streets are crowded, loud and people don't stop to chat. It is incredibly claustrophobic, with large support columns, exposed wires and large pipes running alongside and over the 'roads'.
Here there are plenty of stores selling anything and everything, certainly not above board. Credits are sometimes accepted but more often store keepers will prefer to trade in barters, food is popular. Anything that isn't nutri slime or the even worse unbranded basic version.
Bars and other seedy establishments are open all hours, neon signs beckoning. It is here that they will find the entry points to the fighting rings.
People don't talk about it openly but you look big enough, mean enough or dramatic enough then it will be slipped into conversation. Have you heard? Winners get a dream come true.
The fights are a mix of one on one and group fights. All terms are negotiated before hand with an overseer and fights are to the yield. The crowd wants a show and so dramatics are encouraged.
What was that?
The rumours about people going berserk are spoken in whispers. No one really knows what has gone on. A few fights have gotten out of control, a couple of fighters broke down after fights, at least one has quit for good. Most spoken about is The Crimson Fist. The best fighter in the ring who two days prior just left. Left the city with no protective gear, no word to anyone. No one knows what happened to them.
As the voidtreckers get further into their fights they will begin to realise something strange is going on. That opponent you are facing? They now look like your worst enemy, or perhaps your best friend, your lover. Sometimes you're no longer in the city but in a place of fond memories or your worst nightmares. Fights can very quickly go south when your opponent believes you their greatest foe.
Advancing the ranks now seems like it might be more difficult than first it appeared.
Preperation and Arrival
As usual they have a couple of hours before arrival to ready themselves for the mission ahead. As promised the dressing carriage is open for them to find suitable clothing. Trench coats, a lot of leather, a lot of black with neon colours thrown in here and there. There is a lot of choice in a variety of sizes so everyone is bound to find something to fit. Hopefully something they like, though some passengers may be more comfortable with the fashion choices than others.
A couple of hours after the announcement of the mission the voice speaks again. "Shortly arriving in system #93426194992. Arriving in ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one." The train shakes as it leaves the void, colours fading to be replaced to a grey thick smog outside the windows.
The train bumps slightly as it hits rails, snaking its way towards the city before entering a tunnel. A few moments and they come to a stop, the doors open onto a platform. Stepping out into the station the first thing to hit them is noise, it sounds like there are ten different advertisements blaring, someone or something is playing loud music. There's a lot of flashing signs, screens with advertisements, bright lights that change colour for no real apparant reason. Heavy on the senses as they make their way to the gates.
They will find that their SCAs allow them through the barriers and into the wider train station, which is somehow even louder. It is busy as well, people hurrying from place to place. There are signs declaring this to be Tier Three, Home of Manufacturing. as well as signs pointing the way to lifts, to take them to other tiers.
Tier One
Mapping
For those travelling up to tier one the first thing they will notice when they leave the lift is, it is a lot quieter up here. Peaceful even, there are people around, all looking official and busy. None will pay the Voidtreckers any mind unless they are acting particularly suspicious.
The air feels better here, probably because the whole tier is encased with a dome that they will be able to see as they enter, coming from a lift near the edge of the tier. The buildings are all harsh dark metal, almost uniform in design. The streets are clean and there has been an attempt at greenery with some shrubs and simple plants.
The buildings all need to be accessed using their SCA's. Their SCA maps show them where the buildings are but give no information about them, nor do they have maps of inside. Once the voidtreckers enter they will find that their maps fill in as they explore.
There are plenty of different buildings, offices, labs and meeting rooms. There are also a lot of security staff and anyone acting too suspiciously will be approached and questioned. Hopefully they have a plan, blend in or sneak around.
Flickers
Sometimes though that is a little harder, they might enter a room to find themselves on their old street, in a world they have visited before on the train or somewhere else that is decidedly not here. These illusions get more common as time goes on and people will begin seeing the illusions of others or find the two scenes merging together.
Voidtreckers who are immune to illusions will not see these strange visions and those who are particularly strong willed will be able to fight them off. Once people know they are illusions they can focus through them to see reality even if it is overlaid with what their minds want to see. It will take a lot of concentration to stay focused and get an accurate map.
Tier Two
A Mystery
The lift here brings them out into a glass covered corridor. Outside the glass the air is thick with smog but the filtration systems means that the air seems fine inside, especially with their SCA's helping out. Outside the tunnels they will be able to see the lights of hovercars zipping around and the silhouettes of buildings. Office blocks and large houses make up this sector. Large billboards blare out advertisements at all hours, neon lights shining through the smog.
The atmosphere of the sector is one of fear, people hurry about their business, keeping an wary eye on their surroundings. The newcomers won't get too much scrutiny but people are likely to be very wary if approached or questioned.
But they will talk once they guage them to not be a threat. Murders. Six people dead, from inside their own houses. Locked doors, security systems, all for nothing. Is it a serial killer? But the reports suggested an animal attack? From what animals?
Getting access to the houses will take some negotiating or breaking and entering. The bodies themselves have been cleared by law enforcement, caution tape still up to keep out any nosy public.
The rooms the bodies were found in were all rooms that used holograms as decoration and the voidtreckers will realise when they enter them that these holograms seem a lot more realistic than some of the others they might have seen in their stay in the sector so far.
Creatures
As they talk to people, or overhear gossip they will hear more about animal attacks. Someone swears they saw a lion prowling the streets. A hovercar crashed and the driver swore they had been attacked by an eagle. Neither of those creatures live in the city. Neither of those creatures exist on this world anymore.
But the Voidtreckers will quickly learn there is something to these rumours, especially as dark falls, the feeling they are being hunted. A paw tread, a tail disappearing around a corner. As days go on they may get attacked by a bear, a tiger or perhaps a creature from their own world, one that should not exist here at all...
Tier Three
A Crisis
Leaving the station brings them into crowded streets, air thick with smog, Up above them is the floor of the plate above, set with bright lights to offset the lack of natural light getting through. Billboards and screens blare advertisements, traders yell their wares. Life is fast and swirls around them as they step out into the streets.
Here also there is an air of worry. The talk is all of Spectura, kids unconcious after playing video games, hospital overflowing. Spectura's fault, there are calls for accountability, claims of sabotage. No person gives the same story and it becomes clear that most people don't know what has happened but almost everyone knows someone who has been affected. Fear, blame, tensions are high.
But life must go on, the factories never stop, people can't not work and with so many people unconscious people have to pick up the slack. The whole sector feels at breaking point.
If they try and buy Spectura systems they will not be stopped though they will need to sign a waiver, to take on all responsibility for what might happen to them if they go into the system.
Spectura
There are a whole range of games to look through, though the two most popular ones where the majority of players can be found are an open-world farming MMO called AgriTopia VI Ultimate, with bright landscapes and calming diegetic music, and Aegis Force, a tournament team shooter with short battle scenarios and smaller maps.
Those entering the system will fall unconscious in the real world and as they enter the problem will be pretty obvious straight away. Red vines, covering everything, tangling trees, creeping up buildings, coming straight for them to attack.
Anyone who gets overwhelmed by them will be stuck, unable to move or progress. It is possible to fight them off and for those voidtreckers who have faced the vines before they will find their soothing powers will work here as well.
People are tangled throughout many different games and once they are freed will need some help to find the next save point or exit. They need to help plant the final hundred potatoes, or team up to take down the level boss or solve the next puzzle, keep the vines away and free as many people as they can.
Tier Four
A Way In
As they leave the lifts they will find this tier is dark, dim lighting barely penetrating the smog. Homes are makeshift and all on top of each other. The streets are crowded, loud and people don't stop to chat. It is incredibly claustrophobic, with large support columns, exposed wires and large pipes running alongside and over the 'roads'.
Here there are plenty of stores selling anything and everything, certainly not above board. Credits are sometimes accepted but more often store keepers will prefer to trade in barters, food is popular. Anything that isn't nutri slime or the even worse unbranded basic version.
Bars and other seedy establishments are open all hours, neon signs beckoning. It is here that they will find the entry points to the fighting rings.
People don't talk about it openly but you look big enough, mean enough or dramatic enough then it will be slipped into conversation. Have you heard? Winners get a dream come true.
The fights are a mix of one on one and group fights. All terms are negotiated before hand with an overseer and fights are to the yield. The crowd wants a show and so dramatics are encouraged.
What was that?
The rumours about people going berserk are spoken in whispers. No one really knows what has gone on. A few fights have gotten out of control, a couple of fighters broke down after fights, at least one has quit for good. Most spoken about is The Crimson Fist. The best fighter in the ring who two days prior just left. Left the city with no protective gear, no word to anyone. No one knows what happened to them.
As the voidtreckers get further into their fights they will begin to realise something strange is going on. That opponent you are facing? They now look like your worst enemy, or perhaps your best friend, your lover. Sometimes you're no longer in the city but in a place of fond memories or your worst nightmares. Fights can very quickly go south when your opponent believes you their greatest foe.
Advancing the ranks now seems like it might be more difficult than first it appeared.
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Somewhere in another world, Yugi is feeling replaced in his usual computer role.
Well, on the upside, the guys are getting attention and pets. The uh, chickens sure are something, but ultimately he shrugs it off.
There's some weird duel monsters out there man.
...anyway that's screaming! That's cursing. So Katsuya picks up the pace a bit, freezing for a moment when he finally spots the fellow.
He's having flashbacks...strange, other-Yugi but lizard flashbacks...wao,] Oh, geeze-
[Right, first thing's first- a water blast toward the vines as he tries to close the distance between him and lizard boy.] Yoooo...shit. Hey did those things cut y' up or somethin, you good?
[A glance back to the vines, and a half-hearted soothe-pap.] Oi, you things cool off already, geeze.
[Back to lizardy-] ...Seriously though, y' good? I think I can like, heal here, don' ask how, got no damn clue why th' fantasy skills showed up in th' farmin' game.
[He is nothing if not honest.]
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The vines react to all of Katsuya's attention, though there's many of them, all trying to inch into the farm land like tentacles searching for the Good Stuff - that is, being miscreants. But there's at least some pause of the action where our suffering reptilian is, managing to sit up, panting. They look up at Katsuya with a bewildering expression. ]
Whah the... fuck are you on about? [ Healing? Fantasy skills? What? Ugh, give them a second to breathe, to wipe their forehead. ] I want these things gone. I wanna be gone! From this game! I CAN'T GET OUT!
[ ...if it's any help, they're more shouting in frustration than at Katsuya, getting up onto their clawed feet. Who needs wellies on a farm when you're a reptilian? ]
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[A little more water- a lot more 'Soothe'- Buzz off jerkvines, there's no place for weeds here!!] Yeesh, no one ever reacts 'happy', c'mon, I'm bustin' bones gettin' rid 'f these things!
[Do not girafarig make sound?? He likes to think one did, in agreement!] EXACTLY, BLUE GUY! EXACTLY!
...Alrigh', look, I dunno th' full objective here, but let's try this again- are! You! Hurt? Cause honestly, I don' like th' odds on how that'll feel when we get through those las' ten p'tatoes or whatever!
[And, not that he Literally can, but he feels like he can guess what's coming,] An' yeah, I forgot th' goal, can y' blame me we're in weed game hell righ' now!
[Alright so he wasn't As composed as he looked.
(Or maybe, he just figures it's the best way to trick someone else into cooling off)]
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Up on ther feet, they've taken out of hoe from the nowhere (that is their inventory), a sound of indignation that borders on amusement. ]
You sound like you've got ten p'tahtoes in your mouth! [ But what Katsuya is doing is clearing away the vines from a field, weeds poking up from the ground where the gnarled vines aren't so dense. ]
You stop worrying about my life bar and worry about your own! What's this about an objective? Why're we worrying about an objective if you can get rid of that trash! What's going on!?
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[Fair point; if getting home is as much an issue for everyone else stuck in the game then, well, yeah, that's probably why he's asking about objective points. But he supposes he's freaked out worse than this guy in these situations before.
Maybe one of them can cool down. A little.]
Look, I don' have a damn clue what's goin' on, all I know, is I'm gettin' rid of this crap, an' no one logs out until they pass some kinda checklist point 'r somethin'.[A pause, and perhaps a little too casually- he's definitely showing off- and a mild heal is cast on himself. Takes what, half a second? Bam.] An' I'll worry about yer life plenty! Mine's doin' great!
[He huffs, shrugging and refocusing. Definitely familiar with this aspect of things, though he doesn't really care how...that looks.] How long y' been here anyway man, I'm barely on day one over here.
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[ There's a ding, unheard, that must have occurred during Katsuya's restless efforts to get somewhere with Repto here, realisation in that last particularly loud fuck, and their arms swinging up, hoe and all. ]
I've been stuck in four days! Chilling the fuck out, planting some veg, petting the zanagroos! [ Whichever animal they are. ] Then all of the sudden, I can't log off! And then all that piss-weed is shitting itself out of everywhere- [ Katsuya can guess they mean the vines, or see them waving their arms in their direction- ] and I've been fucking around to different farms trying to find out what the fuck's going on!
[ What they're doing immediately: Not helping with the vines. Have fun dealing with those, Katsuya, you've got it under control. ]
So what are you? Staff? You don't know what the fuck's going on, but what the fuck is going on?
[ They're coming... somewhere closer to Katsuya, just kind of watching his handiwork. With the vines, anyway. Heal stuff? Like they know what that was about. The beta-girafarig comes to join them, and they start scratching its back for it. ]
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zangaroos...
Uh!] Y'know what dude I'm gonna like, assume y' ain't bleedin' 'r somethin' an' call it there. You find anyone else? Cause yer like, th' first guy I've found so far...
...I...
[Sorry, sorry, but give him a moment to break into laughter.] PFFFFFFHHHHhaAHHAHAHAHAH..! Oh man! Staff? Tha's a real joke, oh hell, I ain't e'vn 18 yet, pfffhhahaaaa...
[Ahem.] Nah man, 's like I said- [And here is where he is going to LIE LIKE A PRO. Kind of.
A good lie has truth in it, and all that.] Opened th' game up, weird vines were here, an' apparently instead 'f good ol' farmin' supplies I could do this crap. Weird. B'longs in th' kinda game I'm normally more int', but here we are I guess. Logged out after hittin' th' first goalpost.
[His tone sobers.] Good thing too- turns out tha's a lucky break f'r me, leas' compared t' everyone else pickin' up any game righ' now.
[Hm]
...I'm prob'bly an idiot f'r comin' back, but I mean...I figure, I was able t' do somethin' to clear these things out easier than it would be with tha' kinda thing, ['That kind of thing' being...the hoe.] Figured, hell, hospital's startin' t' fill up now w'th folks gettin' stuck, maybe I c'n I dunno.
...Do somethin' more.
Felt better 'n sittin' on my ass anyway.
[He has the funniest feeling he's going to regret getting all deep-thoughts with Repto here. WHATEVER!]
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If Katsuya ever looks at them while he's sharing his story, they'll see them wearing a complicated expression, that hard-reptilian face all the more crinkly around the brow. ...scaly brow. They don't mind standing and listening however, since the guy is dealing with those vines at the same time.
But as soon as Katsuya's done- ]
Shit, I'm in hospital now? [ If there was a worry about them bursting into laughter, there's none of that. They sound actually concerned. ] I know I had to be somewhere, but - shit!
[ They turn away from the creature beside them and Katsuya, pacing for a second or so, head hung.
Quiet, until- ]
Look, I don't get what you know, but if all I need to do is do a task and I'll get out? Fine by me! I can do it at this farm. [ They point out elsewhere with their hoe. ] There's other fuckers all over town. Don't know if they got out. You can jump to different servers but you just can't log off. But-- [ And they point their hoe in Katsuya's direction, if just for a second. ]
You help me first! I need to get out of this game right now! So you keep those vines off my ass, and I'll get to planting!
[ They're even moving into position, to the first spot of dirt they can dig into to clear. ]
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But in the end-] Heh! Sure thing! [he shouts, fueling his focus and determination into as much Soothe-ing as possible.] An' when y' get back out there, you let 'm know there's help goin' on, got it? Hell knows what kinda wacked out bug hit this place, but there ain't nothin' that's gonna stand in all our way now..!
[Alright so it might be a bit dramatic given it's farming but hey! Four days!!
...
Boy he hopes swapping servers is easy enough though, because he's kinda afraid to ask how. Seems like something he himself ought already know.
..
Eh, he can figure it out later. For now...vines!]
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[ There might be an impatient, a hurry as they speak, but it's the most agreeable they've sounded in a long while to what Katsuya's had to say. Katsuya only needs to continue their efforts with pushing back the vines to the fence wall they passed by when first looking for an entrance, and that'll give Repto the time and space they need to start preparing the land. Fortunately, this is the cutsie kind of game than a super realistic one, at least in how time works: the ground becomes 'prepared' with a single turn over of dirt, of manure being set in, and then the seeds set in after.
Repto even sounds pleased, sharing: ] I've got the fast-growin' stuff! [ as they work through their objective. The animals continue to be rather unfazed by the unusual activity going on, the not-chickens and other such delights wandering the farm without a care in the virtual world.
The vines should all be cleared up by the time Repto is done clapping together their reptilian claw hands and coming over to Katsuya. ]
Now we've gotta wait for the fuckers to start sprouting. But I remembered, what you said before. All this vine shit's from a different game? No one knows a fuck about what's going on or why?
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Dunno if I'd call it a game, but yeah- it was like...I dunno, th' system was somethin' else, but these things were crawlin' all over it, like some kinda weird virus. Honestly, it was kinda an accident tha' I hooked up t' th' thing. Don' ask how y' do tha' by accident by th' way, answer's dumb. [Or, well, he doesn't really want to explain how crawling into a tree brought him into a computer. Also it'd sound weird.]
Maybe since it's VR an' all we're jus' able t' see what's normally weird lines 'f code 'r somethin'. Point is though, it had nothin' t' do with what we're usin' now, let alone th' game! What I do know though, is it's def'nitely affectin' more than jus' this game. It's a lot more than th' folks on th' farms in hospital righ' now...
[Anyway. That's as much as he's got while not going into detail on the other planet/dimension thing but...]
...So, yeah, no one knows what's goin' on or why. All I know is weird game spells from a differen' game makes th' vines fuck off, an' hell, tha's abou' as good as it's gettin' f'r now I figure. I dunno, I'll prob'bly try trackin' down its source this way if I can...gotta be like...somethin' righ'?
[Ehhhhh.]
...Figured I oughta get as many 'f everyone else cleared up an' outta here first though, y'know? I mean, heck, what if I get th' shit kicked outta me goin' f'r th' source? Then anyone still stuck here probably stays tha' way!