[RP] Nestbound: A Homestuck RP (Subject to change)

Stip45 · **Posted:** March 14th, 2011, 2:55 pm

Prologue: I believe introductions are in order.

Foreword
This is a closed RP. The people who are allowed to post in-character, have all been notified by PM about this topic. Though I won't guarantee it, there may be some smaller roles left (for people that have read Homestuck up to the latest page). Again, no promises here.

We'll be keeping to canon for as much as possible, though if things differ too drastically from the main story for some reason, some deviation from the canon is desirable to prevent retcons from having to happen.
I'd also like to ask the people invited to PM me the title they'd like to have, and the Land their character will be visiting (be sure it matches his/her personality). I'd recommend sending me three of both, so you have more chance one of them is available.

Top "Davesprite" Summoner and I will be co-hosting the RP, so if you have any questions, feel free to PM us.

Fetch Modi are not required (if you don't feel like the shenanigans, just set it to array mode), but can make for some fun moments in the earlier parts.

Setting:

We will be playing as Trolls from the planet Penta Fell, an Elven world originally named Penta but renamed after it fell to the troll empire after a long period of war. The troll empress herself personally chose the new name . Reports say she was very amused with herself (Kudo's to Top for that one). It, like Alternia, is orbited by two moons and serves as a place for young trolls to mature or be culled. Unlike Alternia however, one of the moons is white and the other red.

Characters:

As mentioned before, we will be playing as Trolls, so for your name, please keep to the "6-6 rule" the canon also employs (examples: Vriska(6) Serket(6), Karkat(6) Vantas(6)), meaning your first and last name both have six letters. Trolltags can be any two letters, you're not limited to T,C,G,A combinations.

For convenience, here is a character sheet to use. Feel free to edit it to your liking:

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Now that's settled, let's get on with the actual RP.

"Your_name_is_AGUIAR_DANTON_it_is_your_WRIGGLING_DAY_you_have_a_wide_variety_of_oh_what_the_hell_am_I_doing."

Aguiar woke up from a relaxing nap in his recuperacoon, and after getting some clean clothes, he went directly to his computer rather than, say, eat breakfast, like any sane person would. Opening up one of the uncompiled ~ATH codes he found while scooping around on some unprotected computer, he decided it was time to do some socializing for no apparent reason.

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Aguiar got off of his seat and went to the other side of his hive, where his guitar was situated. After playing a HORRID REFRAIN which he convinced himself is the most awesome thing ever oh who am I kidding it's terrible, even he knows it, he decides to take it with him. Taking out a 6 sided die per his FETCH MODUS, each side responding to a captchalogue card in his sylladex.

After throwing it, the die rolled around for a bit, and landed on the 3, causing the guitar to take up the third card.

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Kikori · **Posted:** March 15th, 2011, 11:53 am

I believe you're right, Stip. Time for an intro.

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Topsummoner · **Posted:** March 15th, 2011, 9:10 pm

How has he not been culled?

Thyker · **Posted:** March 15th, 2011, 9:50 pm

Get to the trollmance already

Topsummoner · **Posted:** March 16th, 2011, 11:11 pm

Name: Laythe Guilex
Blood: Purple (Code: b50088)
Conversation: conciliatoryReckoning, $peaks in a ¢a$hual but dire¢t manner.00

IC: Laythe walked through the dark halls of Palace Flit, the former seat of Elven Power on Penta Fell, in the capital city of Apical Left. She admired the horribly defaced elven artwork, such as the Declaration of Highelven Independence, with Elf Thomas Jefferson's face replaced with a likeness of MONGAR THE GREAT TROLL CONQUEROR.

The conference block of Palace Flit was rented out for C.R.E.A.M.'s monthly meeting. C.R.E.A.M. of course stood for Cash Rules Everything Around Me, a bribery agency of which Laythe was the current president. The meeting would be starting shortly... she had to hurry to the conference block and prepare.

Suddenly, her gruptop beeped. Groaning, Laythe accessed her The Price is Right fetch modus. To withdraw items from the sylladex, the user would have to estimate the value of the wanted item. The item with the value closest to the estimated value would be released from its card. She so commonly withdrew her grubtop that she had memorized its value, and soon she was on Trollian. Who could it be bothering her?

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Damn that Aguiar. He knew that if money came up I would instantly agree without another thought. And I just went along with it like a sucker. Argh, I am such an IDIOT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! mused Laythe in her head as she proceeded to the conference block. Minutes later, the preparations were ready, and the members were assembling. The meeting could begin.

Saten Ruiko · **Posted:** March 17th, 2011, 7:28 pm

Davesprite wrote:

Groaning, Laythe accessed her The Price is Right fetch modus. To withdraw items from the sylladex, the user would have to estimate the value of the wanted item. The item with the value closest to the estimated value would be released from its card.

You are so awesome right now. If she guesses it right on the dot to the penny does she win $100? :awesome:

Topsummoner · **Posted:** March 17th, 2011, 7:50 pm

If she guesses it right on the dot to the penny it isn't released at terminal velocity.

Stip45 · **Posted:** March 20th, 2011, 9:47 am

Suddenly, Aguiar remembered what he was supposed to be doing and headed back to his computer. Giving the boot grub a shock of electricity, it rebooted into Trollinux mode, and loaded the Trollian program again. Why he restarted his computer just to do this was a mystery to him.

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Aguiar sighed and closed the chat window. He then got of his seat yet again, and looked at the walls of his hive. On them hung posters related to his INTERESTS. One of them was a poster of GRUBDoS, the main character of his MOST FAVORITE GAME OF ALL TIME EVER, "Troll Portal", whose job it is to give a test subject a portal gun and run them through various tests with the promise of cake, only to incinerate them after they complete them. But this was not what he was looking for.

Opening the closet next to his RECUPERACOON, Aguiar got out a small toolset of various screwdrivers, knives and other pointy objects and placed it on the ground next to him. He then spent the next few minutes tinkering with various stuff, until he finished what he was working on. Which you won't know what it actually is until later on. For now, we'll call it the UNKNOWN DEVICE.

Aguiar proceeded to open his sylladex and got out his die, rolling a 6. The UNKNOWN DEVICE proceeded to be stored on the sixth card for later use. Boy will that thing be useful to have around.

twinArmageddons · **Posted:** March 20th, 2011, 10:53 am

Well hello, Who is this?

Name: Vicius Savaag
Fetch Modus: Memories of the Fallen
Blood Color: An off blue (#41808b)
Strife Speccubus: Bladekind
Symbol: Omega
Trolltag and typing quirk: Vicius' trolltag is grimWarlord, and he happens to have an affinity to some words, WARranting excessive pronunciation. Aside from that he types rather normally. As some quirks make him want to go on a KILLing spree.

Vicius, sitting at his desk next to his grubtop was hard at work devising multiple battle plans, which he would soon put to use. As a master in the way of combat, he must always come up with original ways to ward off intruders. Yes, this is sheer brilliance! No one will be able to see this one coming. Vicius thought to himself as he put the finishing touches on his newest battle plan. Rolling up the scroll to put it with the others, his grubtop chimes, alerting him to an old friend contacting him.

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Great, more of them. Vicius groaned as he gazed out the window to see more hell-bent trolls and lusii trying to claim his land. What about this hive makes it so desirable!? I don't get it! Vicius mumbled as he grabbed his Longsword from the side of his desk and prepared to venture outside and put forth his newest battle plan.
Stepping out onto the grassy plains, Vicius was greeted by his Lusus. One always eager to feed on those Vicius had slain.

Kikori · **Posted:** March 20th, 2011, 11:31 am

For all the TUNNELS he's dug and pushed rocks aside for, this one must have started the double digits for connection to a single person. Slavid was finally done shoving the rocks aside connecting another smooth pathway to Vicius. Slavid closed his eyes and pulled out his DECK OF CARDS, all of them pure white except for a red date of entry. He remembered putting away his NAPTOP exactly 5 hours and 42 minutes ago, so matching the time, he pulled it out of his card and set it on the ground in front of him. Conveniently, Vicius was online to talk to about the tunnel.

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Slavid looked up at the roof of the tunnel, hoping his guess was right. It would be pretty close, at least... With the update out of the way, he had the Naptop hover before him while walking the route back to his lusus. Given the depth, it took about ten minutes of walking to find, once again, that the big bear was still fast asleep. Ugh. Time wasted on it, yet again. And it took about ten to get back, so Vicius was on his own for at least five minutes, without anymore distractions. All Slavid could really do was turn around and start sleepwalking back.

twinArmageddons · **Posted:** March 20th, 2011, 11:46 am

Kneeling down next to one of the trolls that had come to an unfortunate end, Vicius hears the familiar chime of trollian coming from his grubtop.
Vicius recalls the memory of when he first got the grubtop off of an invading highblood, drew the grubtop from his Fetch Modus.

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Eager to fight alongside his friend, Slavid again, Vicius stores his grubtop in his Fetch Modus. Vicius grasped the hilt of his Longsword and stood back up, preparing for the fight.

Stip45 · **Posted:** March 20th, 2011, 1:22 pm

Aguiar noticed his lusus was signaling him to come to him. Doing just that, it motioned him to take one of its feathers, which Aguiar also did. He sure was feeling co-operative today. Aguiar rolled his die again, this time getting a 5, thus storing the feather in that card.

Aguiar went to his PRESERVATION UNIT and got himself a fresh can of Tab from it. Taking a sip, he placed it next to his computer screen and sat down again. Oh look, another troll to troll.

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Topsummoner · **Posted:** March 20th, 2011, 3:46 pm

"$o it'$ agreed, we will put thi$ month'$ budget toward$ bribing the Penta Fell Imperial Drone Dispatch $quad.00 I want to $ee ¢oncupi$¢ent quadrant$ FILL€D by next month, we ¢an't keep this up much longer!"

Leaving the meeting, Laythe pondered her own quadrants. The indigo-blooded sea dweller in C.R.E.A.M. could make a good matesprit... but Laythe really didn't feel that into him. Why did good sea dwellers have to be so few and far between?

Laythe's lusus was waiting for her at the shoreline. She was a large and fearsome shark. When particularly troublesome trolls refused to pay her back loans, she often employed her lusus's fearsomeness to set the record straight.

Riding on his back and heading deep underwater, Laythe accessed her sylladex again. "$1756" she stated, and her grubtop was on her lap again. She went to Trollian and began trolling Aguiar.

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Laythe harbored a somewhat substantial amount of hate for Vicius. It was all WAR and DEATH with this guy. 'Diplomatic solution' was not in his vocabulary.

Dismounting her lusus, Laythe swam into her hive and opened Trollian on her main computer.

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Waiting for the game to install, Laythe admired her large piles of gold and coins covering most of her hive. She had inheritied most of her fortune, but the rest had come from careful investing and loan scams. Laythe was easily amongst the most wealthy trolls on Penta Fell, and her lusus's protection and her own self defense skills were more than adequate to keep other sea dwellers who would wish to steal from her at bay.

Stip45 · **Posted:** March 20th, 2011, 5:20 pm

Aguiar could have sworn he heard a strange, electronic-ish song emit from his surrounding while he was installing the client software, even though he didn't have any speakers in his hive. Shrugging it off as some noise from his neighbors, he took another gulp from his can of TAB and decided to get himself some fresh air.

Aguiar headed for the balcony. The lawnrings were empty. Blood skimmed the voids in his porous cranial plates, as if grazing the hollow of a threshed stem, or say, an abandoned cocoon. A sour note was produced. It's the one Agitation plays to make its audience squirm. It was Aguiar's sixth wriggling day, and as with all five preceding it he felt like something was missing from his life. Insert more fancy text here.

Heading back to his computer, Aguiar noticed the game had finished installing, and was now showing a message.

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SGRUB version 0.0.1a

SGRUB client is running.

>> Waiting for server to establish connection...

Kikori · **Posted:** March 24th, 2011, 1:36 am

And the bear was asleep. Great. All the rage in the world befalls Slavid if his lusus wakes up ahead of schedule, but does that stop him from being required to check on the lazy thing every hour? No. He still has to make sure the REALLY DEEP MAZE TUNNEL hasn't been breached.

Accursed, lazy thing. Taking up his chat time, it's almost ironic.

As Slavid turned around to start walking back toward Vicius, a little orange icon came up in an "I want to troll you" fashion. Great, what did this guy want?

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Wait, what? "Forgot you're psychic, too?" Aw, hell no. Slavid touched the crater wall at his side and sent a good sized shockwave down the tunnels, probably shaking around Mr. Aguiar Forgetty-Face's hive enough to knock a lamp over or something.

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And with that, Slavid began to ascend the stairs leading up to Slavid's home. One of the few trolls trusted within his house, Slavid was allowed to simply walk up to the nearest window and peer out at the battlefield. As usual, it was a rainbow of carnage, with Vicius quite unharmed amidst it. Though he didn't really need much help, Slavid withdrew a very specific card from his Modus and ejected the Deck of Shuriken. All 52 playing cards, metal-trimmed for piercing, and two bright jokers began hovering behind Slavid as he calmly walked to the nearest doorway and stood stop the hill.

PS: need any help down there vicius

twinArmageddons · **Posted:** March 24th, 2011, 11:13 am

Vicius sighed heavily after dispatching the last of the assailants and walked back over to where the first blow was struck.

Amidst those fallen were Vicius' lusus, a giant wolf. Multiple stab wounds lined his lusus' back and neck, the death was a slow and painful one.

Vicius kneeled down beside his now-deceased lusus and frowned.
GW: You were a good friend, and an even better ally in battle.

After finishing his sentence, Vicius heard a voice from behind him,

PS: need any help down there vicius

Vicius turned to see Slavid had come to aid him in battle.

GW: Good to see you, Slavid. The battle has finished, but I appreciate your arrival nonetheless.

Vicius motioned toward his Lusus, and then to the plains with the corpses of four or five trolls and their lusii scattered about.

GW: Turns out these guests were tougher than I had expected.
GW: This is a great loss to me.
GW: A DEATH of one close to me is not something I could have foreseen for this battle.

Topsummoner · **Posted:** March 24th, 2011, 4:34 pm

Laythe established a connection to Aguiar, and though the thought did not cross her mind at the time, she had just succeeded in flipping everyone's lives upside down.

The game's interface appeared on her screen... and so did a view of Aguiar's respiteblock. Just what in the hell was going on here?

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Laythe scrolled her mouse over the buttons at the top of the screen. Aguiar's avatar kept typing perfectly in time with the messages he was sending... it was unnerving but she assumed the game simply detected the keystrokes of the client player.

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Laythe examined Aguiar's bathroom and - SWEET JEGUS WHAT IS THAT.

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Laythe hit the 'Select' button and moved the orange cursor that appeared onto the toilet, clicked and dragged upwards, removing the toilet from its plumbing.

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Laythe dragged the toilet into the next room and dropped it onto the convenient pile of garbage that could in no way shape or form be anything useful.

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Lo and behold, the Aguiar on the screen lifted his right arm. JUST WHAT IN THE HELL WAS GOING ON HERE?

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Laythe next selected the 'Revise' tool. A different orange cursor appeared. She moved her view to the balcony, clicked, and dragged. The balcony expanded, with the railings rearranging themselves to fit the new extension. An onscreen indicator indicated that three units of 'build grist' were expended, out of an available twenty. The technology was incredible. The ability to manipulate a real environment with the click of a mouse? Unprecedented!

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Laythe selected the 'Deploy' tool. Clicking around the hive did nothing. She moved on to the Phernalia Registry. Inside were a few strange machines. The 'Totem Lathe', a long white machine with many buttons, the 'Cruxtruder', a square machine with a wheel and a white cylinder with the game's logo on it, the 'Alchemiter', a large white platform, and the 'Punch Designix', a keyboard-like machine with many buttons. There was also a sylladex card with holes punched through it.

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Laythe dropped the Totem Lathe in front of Aguiar's closet, as everywhere else was far too cluttered.

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Laythe dropped the Cruxtruder into Aguiar's bathroom, and then deployed the Alchemiter onto the new balcony extension.

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Stip45 · **Posted:** March 25th, 2011, 3:16 pm

The very first thing Aguiar did after logging off of Trollian was to hide the pail. Damn, why did he leave it out there in the open, anyway?! He'd never been so embarrassed about anything ever.

Moving on, he decided the next logical step to take was to get the UNKNOWN DEVICE he had stored in his sylladex. Aguiar got out his die, and somehow managed to roll a 6 on the first try (OOC: I actually use a random number generator, seen here)

As he turned on the GRUBLET (tablet) and installed Trollian on it, he noticed someone was trying to contact him already.

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-- grimWarlord [GW] began trolling creativeCataclysm [CC] --
GW: Hey Aguiar, do you have any more information about that WAR game you told me about?
CC: Well_CR_and_I_have_begun_to_do_some_testing_in_advance
CC: I_started_up_the_client_program_and_she_the_server
GW: I see.
CC: So_far_it_seems_its_a_really_weird_game_she_can_actually_modify_my_house
GW: Come again?
GW: You mean virtually, right?
CC: Like_literally_she_just_pulled_my_toilet_out_of_its_spot_and_put_a_big_tube_thing_there
GW: How unusual.
CC: I_think_she_said_it_was_called_a_Cruxtruder
GW: Did you figure out what to do with it?
CC: Not_yet_I_cant_seem_to_open_the_lid
GW: Why not?
GW: Is it stuck or something?
CC: Yeah_it_seems_like_something_is_jamming_it_from_the_inside
GW: Strange...
CC: Think_Ill_need_something_heavy_to_bust_it_open
CC: She_also_deployed_a_thing_called_the_totem_lathe_right_in_front_of_my_closet
GW: Seems like an unusual place to deposit something.
CC: Apparently_my_room_was_too_messy_to_put_it_anywhere_else_can_you_believe_it?
GW: Strangely enough, I can.
CC: Moving_on
CC: Theres_also_some_platformy_thing_she_put_on_my_balcony_called_an_alchemiter
CC: Im_in_the_process_of_finding_out_what_it_all_does_though_I_think_it_all_starts_with_the_cruxtruder
GW: Well, you mentioned busting it open with something heavy,
GW: why not make use of your now uprooted toilet?
CC: Im_not_strong_enough_to_lift_that_thing
CC: Let_alone_throw_it_onto_the_lid
GW: Well, if CR was able to move it in the first place, maybe she can also "move" it over the Cruxtruder thing.
CC: Hmm_Ill_talk_to_her_about_it
CC: Well_anyway_I_guess_this_is_as_good_a_time_as_any_to_send_you_the_file_since_Ill_be_busy_for_a_while_figuring_all_this_out
GW: Alright.
-- creativeCataclysm [CC] sends the file: SGRUB.grb --
GW: Since we're all playing this game together, I assume that means we each need to have a server player for ourselves, as well as being a server player for someone else.
CC: Yeah_I_guess_that_would_make_sense
GW: Does Slavid have the game yet?
CC: No_not_yet_but_going_to_send_it_to_him_soon
GW: Ugh. Rather than wait around for that,
GW: I guess I'll be CR's server player.
CC: Hmm_you_could_do_that_but_I_thought_you_guys_hated_eachother?
GW: I can't stand her.
GW: We're all in this together, I suppose
CC: Oh_well_its_your_call_really
GW: and I'd rather get this underway without waiting too long.
CC: Alright_then_I_guess_you_should_ask_her
GW: I guess so.
GW: In the mean time, figure out what all this stuff is for.
CC: Already_on_it
-- creativeCataclysm [CC] ceased trolling grimWarlord [GW] --

Rolling the die again to store his GRUBLET, he rolled a 3. Since the guitar was already taking up the third slot, it was launched out of his window. Dammit! he thought.
He then climbed onto the cruxtruder, attempting in vain to open it by jumping on top of it, until he remembered what Vicius said about breaking it with the toilet. He had to remember to talk to Laythe about that the next time they spoke.

Kikori · **Posted:** March 26th, 2011, 12:53 pm

Ugh, he was too late. And too late to save Vicius' lusus, at that. Slavid re-catchalogued his cards and walked down, placing a hand on Vicius' shoulder.
PS: if you want help making a proper burial for him ill be glad to

Life without a lusus... Slavid couldn't really think properly of it. He'd be glad to live without his damn bear, but Vicius' was like a brother in arms. So Slavid's support could only go so far, before he stepped away and looked around at the field of bodies. Whatever they wanted with Vicius' land was beyond him...

Slavid turned back to Vicius.
PS: do you want me to stay or should i get back to the tunnels

twinArmageddons · **Posted:** March 26th, 2011, 1:29 pm

Vicius appreciated Slavid's concern and offer and smirked a little.

GW: I'll clean up here, thanks though.
GW: Did Aguiar talk to you about that game yet?
GW: If so, it might be best to start getting things together for that.

This reminded Vicius, he hadn't gotten the game from Aguiar yet.
Vicius recalled the memory of finding his grubtop off of an invading troll, and the grubtop fell into Vicius' hands.

He opened it up and went to inquire Aguiar about the game.

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Vicius went inside his hive and entered his room, sat down at his desk and started installing the client and server files. He faintly heard an electrical hum around his hive. Vicius shrugged it off, thinking he was just hearing stuff.
Once the game had finished installing, he saw a window open up for the client, and a window open up for the server:

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SGRUB version 0.0.1a

SGRUB client is running.

>> Waiting for server to establish connection...

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SGRUB version 0.0.1a

SGRUB server is running.

>> Waiting for client to connect...

Now Vicius had to deal with Laythe.
"Ugh, I can't stand her. That quirk... everything about her makes me hate her more."
Vicius sighed and opened up a trollian window with Laythe.

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"Fish puns AND that quirk..." Vicius groaned.
Vicius sighed and went to look out of his window down at his lusus while Laythe went off to do whatever she needed to do before running the client herself.

In the distance, Vicius saw some light moving across the sky.

[RP] Nestbound: A Homestuck RP (Subject to change)

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