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Post by Altair Faulkner on Apr 6, 2023 0:21:51 GMT
[googlefont=Source Sans Pro][googlefont=Teko] [attr="class","carvemyname"] [attr="class","carvecount"]0000/0000 WORDS [attr="class","carveheader"] [attr="class","carveidk"] [attr="class","carveimg"] [attr="class","carvestripe"] [attr="class","carvetitle"] Welcome Home [attr="class","carvedesc"]Amongst the people made of stone [attr="class","carvenotes"]Tutorial Quest: Rid the area of all enemies within the alloted 12 hours. Stochastomancer Quest: Finish the game with a full hand. [attr="class","carvetext"]It's perfectly fine to kill monsters like these.
If a monster is going around terrorising people, it's your obligation to stop it if you're capable of doing so. The strong protect the weak; larger gears look after the smaller ones. That's how a device as grand and intricate as society is supposed to function, right? A person might be an individual, but no matter how you looked at it they were part of something greater as well.
If a monster is standing in your way, cutting straight through it is a perfectly valid path. They're made to be obstacles, after all. Dying at the hands of a player was the reason they were brought into the world, so killing them is really nothing short of fulfilling the meaning of their lives.
If a string of words is telling you to kill monsters, it's for your own good that you do. Only good things happen when you complete a quest, especially a tutorial one. All the world was a game now, so how were you supposed to play it without learning the controls?
Suffice it to say, Altair was busy with his thoughts for a while, watching the imp die and eventually fade away. He was far removed from the idea of death until then, but the justifications came quick and fast, like they'd been rehearsed for years prior to that very moment.
"Twelve hours is a long time… That either means we've got a lot of enemies to deal with, or a wide area to cover. Maybe both." The enemies didn't seem too tough — though the quest never said they were all the same, so maybe that was a dangerous assumption — and moving around seemed like it would be slower here in the real world, so that was a bigger concern.
"Really, an enemy counter would have been nice, instead of making us go in blind… But I guess as long as we don't miss any along the way, we should be fine." [newclass=".carveheader a,.carveheader b,.carvetext b"]color: plum;[/newclass][newclass=".carvemyname"]width:450px;background-color:#2E2E2E;color:gainsboro;padding:20px;border-bottom:solid 20px deepskyblue;[/newclass][newclass=".carvecount"]font-family:Teko;font-size:13px;margin-top:170px;background-color:deepskyblue;color:#2E2E2E;margin-left:-20px;padding-right:7px;padding:5px;border-radius:0px 10px 10px 0px;z-index:10;position:absolute;[/newclass][newclass=".carveheader"]height:245px;[/newclass][newclass=".carveidk"]text-align:left;margin-top:-20px;margin-left:-20px;[/newclass][newclass=".carveimg"]max-width:240px;min-width:240px;float:left;-webkit-clip-path: polygon(0% 0%, 75% 0%, 100% 0, 75% 100%, 0% 100%);clip-path: polygon(0% 0%, 75% 0%, 100% 0, 75% 100%, 0% 100%);[/newclass][newclass=".carvestripe"]background-color:deepskyblue;height:225px;margin-right:225px;-webkit-clip-path: polygon(90% 0, 98% 0, 75% 100%, 67% 100%);clip-path: polygon(90% 0, 98% 0, 75% 100%, 67% 100%);[/newclass][newclass=".carvetitle"]text-transform:uppercase;font-family:Teko;font-size:48px;text-align:right;color:lightblue;margin-top:20px;[/newclass][newclass=".carvedesc"]font-size:13px;color:plum;font-family:Teko;margin-top:-10px;text-align:right;[/newclass][newclass=".carvenotes"]margin-top:10px;font-family:Source Sans Pro;font-size:10px;padding-right:5px;height:160px;margin-left:20px;color:white;[/newclass][newclass=".carvetext"]font-family:Source Sans Pro;text-align:justify;font-size:11px;padding:15px;padding-left:20px;padding-right:20px;[/newclass][newclass=".carvecredit"]width:475px;font-size:12px;text-align:right;margin-left:5px;[/newclass] [/div]
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Post by Altair Faulkner on Mar 23, 2023 1:09:50 GMT
[googlefont=Source Sans Pro][googlefont=Teko] [attr="class","carvemyname"] [attr="class","carvecount"]0000/0000 WORDS [attr="class","carveheader"] [attr="class","carveidk"] [attr="class","carveimg"] [attr="class","carvestripe"] [attr="class","carvetitle"] Welcome Home [attr="class","carvedesc"]Amongst the people made of stone [attr="class","carvenotes"]Tutorial Quest: Rid the area of all enemies within the alloted 12 hours. Stochastomancer Quest: Finish the game with a full hand. [attr="class","carvetext"] 「A new player has joined the party!」 There's a long, long nothingness after the message from the thing that called itself Earth. Well, not really. The passage of time doesn't really apply to people who sort of don't exist yet, right? Whether the time it takes for them to 'load in' is five seconds of fifty years, all of that time is compressed into a single instant. It isn't the new state of the world that startles Altair the most — no, wait, that's a complete and utter lie. He starts off with the mostly normal response to suddenly having your entire existence quantified and formulated into numbers and classes (what the fuck is happening right now), before settling into… it's not quite acceptance of this new, apocalyptic world (and really, the whole apocalypse thing hasn't even begun to sink in yet), but the shape of the numbers is familiar to him. God knows he's spent enough time in the comfortable monotony of grinding experience points. So at least he's got something to fall back on there. What he finds hardest to deal with is the fact that all of a sudden he's in Japan of all places??? Neon lights blare into Altair's eyes, and — first of all he's pretty sure this isn't what Japan is supposed to look like, but — a helpful little menu points out the quests he has to complete. Nothing for it but to get started, then! Quests always lead to more quests, and he could do with an objective or two to counter the sheer vastness of the city. //ROLL death_of_fate 1 //REROLL 6It's nothing short of jarring to turn a corner and come face to face with a monster, but it's almost like the man's body acts before his mind does. A coin slips out from between his fingers, and he flicks it towards the Neo-Imp without really thinking about it. "Uh. Nice to meet you?" Mind's caught up. [newclass=".carveheader a,.carveheader b,.carvetext b"]color: plum;[/newclass][newclass=".carvemyname"]width:450px;background-color:#2E2E2E;color:gainsboro;padding:20px;border-bottom:solid 20px deepskyblue;[/newclass][newclass=".carvecount"]font-family:Teko;font-size:13px;margin-top:170px;background-color:deepskyblue;color:#2E2E2E;margin-left:-20px;padding-right:7px;padding:5px;border-radius:0px 10px 10px 0px;z-index:10;position:absolute;[/newclass][newclass=".carveheader"]height:245px;[/newclass][newclass=".carveidk"]text-align:left;margin-top:-20px;margin-left:-20px;[/newclass][newclass=".carveimg"]max-width:240px;min-width:240px;float:left;-webkit-clip-path: polygon(0% 0%, 75% 0%, 100% 0, 75% 100%, 0% 100%);clip-path: polygon(0% 0%, 75% 0%, 100% 0, 75% 100%, 0% 100%);[/newclass][newclass=".carvestripe"]background-color:deepskyblue;height:225px;margin-right:225px;-webkit-clip-path: polygon(90% 0, 98% 0, 75% 100%, 67% 100%);clip-path: polygon(90% 0, 98% 0, 75% 100%, 67% 100%);[/newclass][newclass=".carvetitle"]text-transform:uppercase;font-family:Teko;font-size:48px;text-align:right;color:lightblue;margin-top:20px;[/newclass][newclass=".carvedesc"]font-size:13px;color:plum;font-family:Teko;margin-top:-10px;text-align:right;[/newclass][newclass=".carvenotes"]margin-top:10px;font-family:Source Sans Pro;font-size:10px;padding-right:5px;height:160px;margin-left:20px;color:white;[/newclass][newclass=".carvetext"]font-family:Source Sans Pro;text-align:justify;font-size:11px;padding:15px;padding-left:20px;padding-right:20px;[/newclass][newclass=".carvecredit"]width:475px;font-size:12px;text-align:right;margin-left:5px;[/newclass]
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Post by Altair Faulkner on Mar 20, 2023 12:09:42 GMT
[googlefont=Source Sans Pro][googlefont=Teko] [attr="class","carvemyname"] [attr="class","carvecount"]0000/0000 WORDS [attr="class","carveheader"] [attr="class","carveidk"] [attr="class","carveimg"] [attr="class","carvestripe"] [attr="class","carvetitle"]Welcome Home [attr="class","carvedesc"]Amongst the people made of stone [attr="class","carvenotes"]Notes, lyrics, stats, tags can go here I guess. Doesn't scroll, but it's a pretty big space. [attr="class","carvetext"]That day was the same as any other. Unexpectedly, you stood up, saying, “Let’s go look at the stars tonight!”
“You come up with something good every now and then, don’t ya?” Is the sort of thing everyone said as they laughed on the path, void of light. Like fools, we frolicked as we walked, so that the loneliness and anxieties we carried would not squash us.
Looking up from a pitch-black word, the stars were like snow fluttering in the night sky. I wonder when it started, when I began to chase after you. Please hear me out - listen, without being shocked, to these feelings of mine.
“That’s Deneb, Altair, and Vega,” With your finger, you pointed out the summer triangle. I remember that as I see the sky - I finally found you, Orihime, but I wonder where Hikoboshi is? At this rate you’ll be all alone.
As you enjoyed yourself by my side, I was unable to say a word. Truth is, I’ve always known these feelings about you existed somewhere. Even if they were found, they wouldn’t be able to reach you. It’s no use. Don’t cry. That’s what I told myself.
I act tough but I’m a coward. I pretended that I didn’t care, but this pain stabbing my chest is growing. I get it now. Falling in love - This is what it feels like, isn’t it? What should I do? Please tell me. My heart says that I want to be by your side. Reality is so cruel.
I didn’t say it, I couldn’t say it - I’ll never have another chance.[break][break] That summer day, those glittering stars. I can recall them even now. Your smiling face, Your angry face, I loved them. Isn’t it strange? I knew, and yet you had no idea. A secret for me alone. I’ll pass through the night to the you of long ago, as you pointed with an innocent voice. [newclass=".carveheader a,.carveheader b,.carvetext b"]color: plum;[/newclass][newclass=".carvemyname"]width:450px;background-color:#2E2E2E;color:gainsboro;padding:20px;border-bottom:solid 20px deepskyblue;[/newclass][newclass=".carvecount"]font-family:Teko;font-size:13px;margin-top:170px;background-color:deepskyblue;color:#2E2E2E;margin-left:-20px;padding-right:7px;padding:5px;border-radius:0px 10px 10px 0px;z-index:10;position:absolute;[/newclass][newclass=".carveheader"]height:245px;[/newclass][newclass=".carveidk"]text-align:left;margin-top:-20px;margin-left:-20px;[/newclass][newclass=".carveimg"]max-width:240px;min-width:240px;float:left;-webkit-clip-path: polygon(0% 0%, 75% 0%, 100% 0, 75% 100%, 0% 100%);clip-path: polygon(0% 0%, 75% 0%, 100% 0, 75% 100%, 0% 100%);[/newclass][newclass=".carvestripe"]background-color:deepskyblue;height:225px;margin-right:225px;-webkit-clip-path: polygon(90% 0, 98% 0, 75% 100%, 67% 100%);clip-path: polygon(90% 0, 98% 0, 75% 100%, 67% 100%);[/newclass][newclass=".carvetitle"]text-transform:uppercase;font-family:Teko;font-size:48px;text-align:right;color:lightblue;margin-top:20px;[/newclass][newclass=".carvedesc"]font-size:13px;color:plum;font-family:Teko;margin-top:-10px;text-align:right;[/newclass][newclass=".carvenotes"]margin-top:10px;font-family:Source Sans Pro;font-size:10px;padding-right:5px;height:160px;margin-left:20px;color:white;[/newclass][newclass=".carvetext"]font-family:Source Sans Pro;text-align:justify;font-size:11px;padding:15px;padding-left:20px;padding-right:20px;[/newclass][newclass=".carvecredit"]width:475px;font-size:12px;text-align:right;margin-left:5px;[/newclass] [googlefont=Source Sans Pro][googlefont=Teko][div align="center"][div][attr="class","carvemyname"][div][attr="class","carvecount"]0000/0000 WORDS[/div][div][attr="class","carveheader"][div][attr="class","carveidk"][div][attr="class","carveimg"][img style="max-width:100%;" src="https://i.pinimg.com/originals/2d/20/6a/2d206aa225f3e132bef6e156db1d37fc.jpg"][/div][div][attr="class","carvestripe"][/div][div style="margin-top:-235px;"][div][attr="class","carvetitle"]Welcome home[/div][div][attr="class","carvedesc"]Amongst the people made of stone[/div][/div][div][attr="class","carvenotes"]Notes, lyrics, stats, tags can go here I guess. Doesn't scroll, but it's a pretty big space.[/div][/div][/div][div][attr="class","carvetext"]That day was the same as any other. Unexpectedly, you stood up, saying, [b]“Let’s go look at the stars tonight!”[/b]
[b]“You come up with something good every now and then, don’t ya?”[/b] Is the sort of thing everyone said as they laughed on the path, void of light. Like fools, we frolicked as we walked, so that the loneliness and anxieties we carried would not squash us.
Looking up from a pitch-black word, the stars were like snow fluttering in the night sky. I wonder when it started, when I began to chase after you. Please hear me out - listen, without being shocked, to these feelings of mine.
[b]“That’s Deneb, Altair, and Vega,”[/b] With your finger, you pointed out the summer triangle. I remember that as I see the sky - I finally found you, Orihime, but I wonder where Hikoboshi is? At this rate you’ll be all alone.
As you enjoyed yourself by my side, I was unable to say a word. Truth is, I’ve always known these feelings about you existed somewhere. Even if they were found, they wouldn’t be able to reach you. It’s no use. Don’t cry. That’s what I told myself.
I act tough but I’m a coward. I pretended that I didn’t care, but this pain stabbing my chest is growing. I get it now. Falling in love - This is what it feels like, isn’t it? What should I do? Please tell me. My heart says that I want to be by your side. Reality is so cruel.
I didn’t say it, I couldn’t say it - I’ll never have another chance.[break][break] That summer day, those glittering stars. I can recall them even now. Your smiling face, Your angry face, I loved them. Isn’t it strange? I knew, and yet you had no idea. A secret for me alone. I’ll pass through the night to the you of long ago, as you pointed with an innocent voice.[/div][/div][div][attr="class","carvecredit"][a href="http://pixel-perfect.boards.net/user/711" style="color:darkgray;font-family:Teko;"]IVYLEAF33[/a][/div][/div] [newclass=".carveheader a,.carveheader b,.carvetext b"]color: plum;[/newclass][newclass=".carvemyname"]width:450px;background-color:#2E2E2E;color:gainsboro;padding:20px;border-bottom:solid 20px deepskyblue;[/newclass][newclass=".carvecount"]font-family:Teko;font-size:13px;margin-top:170px;background-color:deepskyblue;color:#2E2E2E;margin-left:-20px;padding-right:7px;padding:5px;border-radius:0px 10px 10px 0px;z-index:10;position:absolute;[/newclass][newclass=".carveheader"]height:245px;[/newclass][newclass=".carveidk"]text-align:left;margin-top:-20px;margin-left:-20px;[/newclass][newclass=".carveimg"]max-width:240px;min-width:240px;float:left;-webkit-clip-path: polygon(0% 0%, 75% 0%, 100% 0, 75% 100%, 0% 100%);clip-path: polygon(0% 0%, 75% 0%, 100% 0, 75% 100%, 0% 100%);[/newclass][newclass=".carvestripe"]background-color:deepskyblue;height:225px;margin-right:225px;-webkit-clip-path: polygon(90% 0, 98% 0, 75% 100%, 67% 100%);clip-path: polygon(90% 0, 98% 0, 75% 100%, 67% 100%);[/newclass][newclass=".carvetitle"]text-transform:uppercase;font-family:Teko;font-size:48px;text-align:right;color:lightblue;margin-top:20px;[/newclass][newclass=".carvedesc"]font-size:13px;color:plum;font-family:Teko;margin-top:-10px;text-align:right;[/newclass][newclass=".carvenotes"]margin-top:10px;font-family:Source Sans Pro;font-size:10px;padding-right:5px;height:160px;margin-left:20px;color:white;[/newclass][newclass=".carvetext"]font-family:Source Sans Pro;text-align:justify;font-size:11px;padding:15px;padding-left:20px;padding-right:20px;[/newclass][newclass=".carvecredit"]width:475px;font-size:12px;text-align:right;margin-left:5px;[/newclass]
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Post by Altair Faulkner on Mar 8, 2023 20:20:40 GMT
[nospaces] [attr="class","revcall"] [attr="class","revcalltop"] [attr="class","revcallimg"] [attr="class","revcallname"]ALTAIR FAULKNER [attr="class","revcalllyric"]THESE SWEET INSTINCTS RUIN MY LIFE
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Cirrus - Level [??] Class [??][break] A blue-haired man sharing the username of a niche internet microcelebrity. Likes using too much slang.[break][break]
prologue
Your whole life fits into a neat little cube. It all just kind of naturally fell into place that way, really. First off the bat, you were born into money. Nothing incredibly extravagant, but your parents were corporate enough for it to never be an issue.[break][break]
Then there was all the illness. The eternal sickly child, almost always confined indoors for one reason or another. You got used to it quickly — maybe a little too quickly — the longing stares out the window became less all-consuming, and you settled into your comfortable, overbearing family prison.[break][break]
Luckily for you, you're living in the glorious age of technology! Maybe it becomes your passion because there's not much more choice, but you learn to supplant the real world with a thousand constructed ones, carved in circuitry. You probably could have carved out an entire existence using a computer screen, never needing to set foot outside.[break][break]
You never would have wanted to, but one of the unfortunate effects of being terminally online is you can meet someone thousands of miles away using nothing but pseudorandom number generating, and a game doomed to die a year after launch. You don't know each other's 'real' names, but you manage to be incredibly close nonetheless. They're a window into the real world, far clearer than the pane of glass embedded into your wall. The longing stares begin again.[break][break]
Leaving isn't an option, though. It's a prison, after all, and they're so worried you might take one step outside and break. So you slip up to the roof at night every so often, and risk breaking yourself that way.[break][break]
interlude
The Light takes everything. You don't know if your friend is alive, or still in whatever limbo you just emerged from, like your parents. Your carefully constructed microcosm of the universe gets knocked down like a house of cards.[break][break]
now loading...
Hey. They say change is good for the soul, right? Your own little corner of the world got chewed up and mangled beyond recognition, but so did everyone else's. The safe zones are nice, but they're not your safe zones, and there's a little level counter that appears every so often, taunting you with the number 1. You've seen hundreds of them plastered on your pixel screens, but now there's one about you? Saying your level, and not some clunky polygon beholden to your WASD?[break][break]
So you change with the world... sort of. If a cataclysm brought your virtual world into the real one, you'll just have to bring out your virtual self too. You have to be more than real to survive, right? Just buff yourself a little here, nerf yourself elsewhere... Bury that lingering fear and finally look at the remnants of what you spent your life dreaming of.[break][break]
Well, that's the theory, at least. Cut yourself apart to cope with everything. Shame you were never very good with a knife.
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