Alabaster: The Doomed Session - Departure in the Frozen Wastelands

[Cauchemar]

ALABASTER UPDATE: THE FALL OF LORD KHTHONIOS

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Meanwhile.






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- Captain Thang reporting, sir. The Territory of Rainforest and Sepultures is thriving.




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- The fall of Lord Khthonios has been confirmed.




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- Its body is reduced to dessicated clay.
- Understood. Take samples for analysis. Then return to base immediately.
- Thank you, sir.




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- And... Tang. It was nice working with you. Know that I've designated you for promotion.
- ... Thank you, sir! I'll make you proud, sir!
- I am sure you will.




Vice-marshal: Hang up.



You are happy for Tang. You think she will make a good replacement.

Alas, she still has some lessons to learn. She did not understand why she was going to be promoted.

Well. She will learn the news soon enough.




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As for you, you have to give your warlord the bad news.

[angst]

Vice-Marshal: Betray the fucking evil teddy bear

[Cauchemar]

ALABASTER UPDATE: SOME EVIL PARAMECIUM

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Milady and Proudhon: Rendezvous with the Concomitant.






Weywot: Talk to the elephant.



- Why are you upset?
- Two mammoths just disappeared. They were amongst the most vocal opponents to the Benefactor.
- So? It's obvious RENART did it!
- Things are not this simple.
- You have a serial killer on the run. Seems pretty SIMPLE to me.
- ...




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- What's the matter?
- If only I knew if...
- Hey, I don't know what's keeping you. You seem hindered by some social rules I don't UNDERSTAND. It's enraging but...




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- I will trust you. I will choose to trust you.
- Thanks, I GUESS?
- I will entrust you with a truth of my people, jump on my back and be careful on the way.




Wey: Use protection.



You use a blanket made of mammoth fur in order to hide yourself. According to Via and Hem, Renart can now fly. He also split in two like some evil paramecium, and he has eight arms.

Yeah. You don't know what the girls have been smoking.

But you're gonna be cautious. Just in case. The entire situation is impossible, so maybe Renart has access to some unknown powers. With this fur, from the sky, you'll be invisible.




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While the mammoth adopts a steady trot, you take the time to consult your Murderous Silent Notificator in detail.

Vamuin has left you a lot of messages.

You take a deep inhalation before reading them : being the titanic asshole's auspistice has been a living hell. Particularly when Sallie was involved.




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But he doesn't talk about his urges to hatefuck all of Alternia here.

Rather, he's telling you to get on the move. To move to another hive, if possible.

Three hives are apparently scheduled to teleport away from Alternia in some fashion, in the close future.




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The addresses are Crossover's hive, Renart's hive and some random greenblood's hive.

Wait. Renart's hive?




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You quickly copy/paste all of the data to Hem and Mnevia. This could explain everything.

You keep scrolling up... and you explode with the rage of a thousand suns.




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SOMEONE USED YOUR COMPUTER!




Mnevia: Let's see what your doing.



You are looking for an exit which does not involve surreal acrobatics.

You’ve managed to reach the basement.

[Cauchemar]

Mnevia: Try the lever.



Great game.

This should prevent some easy backstabbing.




Try the trapdoor.






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Your weapon is not enough. Maybe somewhere in this room...

[Cauchemar]

ALABASTER UPDATE: THE SPECIAL FRIDGES

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Mnevia: Open fridge.











































They say you feel pain when your first love ends.






But your first hate, too, can be hard to say goodbye to.






After some time, you don’t know how long, your survival instincts kick in. They are not enough to bring warmth back to the universe, or to get you to move your body.






Still, when weaved with the thirst for revenge, you find a way.




Mnevia: Open another fridge.








Another fridge, another corpse.






This one is not your failed spades story. Not a friend either.

However, you think you recognize her. She may be hornless now, without makeup, wearing a serene expression, eyes closed on her final fight... but the hair, the face, the clothes are unmistakable.

You know this girl. Always in the background during crazy parties.






You remember seeing her at Tozy's hive again, last week.






Tozy's last week.

Tozy's last party.






It is up to you to ensure it does not become everybody's last party.

[Cauchemar]

ALABASTER UPDATE: PUPPETS AND PROPHECIES

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Weywot: Notice martialPuppeteer.



The person who took your computer also unblocked martialPuppeteer, aka magicalPaws, aka GINNEO ADARNA, a scourge you would not unleash upon the account of your worst enemy. And to add insult to injury, they started messaging him.

Shades of black sparkle in the fire of your ignited cardio-vascular pump.




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However, when you start reading the conversation, you see familiar terminology.




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A game. Manipulating your environment. Not only does it echo Vamuin's explanations, it also fits with what you saw in Renart's hive.

You make the difficult decision to message both Vamuin and Ginneo.




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Before you can read their answers, the mammoth reaches his destination.




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"The prophecies announce the arrival of the two Heraldos del Caos. They are meant to destroy everything, to ravage this world, to swim and feast in blood and misery.
This is the traditional representation of one of them."




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"While he bears our likeness, he will be merciless."

[Cauchemar]

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[Cauchemar]

ALABASTER UPDATE

HEMSUT: FIGHT

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Hemsut: Fight.































-- melancholicRuin [MR] began trolling parallelPromqueen [PP] --

MR: }{em!
PP: Via! Y⦻u will n⦻t believe what I just killed!

[Cauchemar]

ALABASTER UPDATE: A LITTLE PHONE CALL

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PP: Just wait for the selfie
MR: Some incredible monsters wit}{ more appendages t}{an a centipede lusus, rig}{t?





PP: Damn, Via, you take the fun out of everything
PP: How did you guess?
MR: C}{eck Wey's texts, }{e sent us a lot of data.
MR: We're finally starting to piece t}{is t}{ing toget}{er.
MR: We're contacting Adarna, too, and -
PP: Adar-what?
PP: How is this buffoon supposed to help us with anything?





MR: }{e is tied to t}{is entire mess.
PP: Really
PP: So what's the trick here? What's the explanation for all of this nonsense?
MR: Long story s}{ort…
MR: It's all Vamuin's fault.
PP: HAHAHAHAHAHA
PP: I KNEW I landed the best kismesis!
PP: Go Vamuin go!





MR: Our common quadrant found and launc}{ed a forbidden game w}{ich tears down t}{e very fabric of reality.
MR: It t}{rew us rig}{t into a parallel plane of existence w}{ere the players }{ave to... distort t}{eir }{ives in order to reach god}{ood?
MR: T}{e game also appears to be responsible for t}{e apocalypse consuming Alternia.
PP: Okay Via, time to slow down on the caterpillar juice
PP: We have more pressing matters than your discovery of psychotropics

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PP: Renart is on the run. The mammoths told us he participated in some kind of assembly
MR: Must be Classic Renart. Because Yellow Spider Renart is still in t}{e }{ive.
PP: What is he doing?
MR: }{e removed all of t}{e cadavers... }{e can apparently move t}{ings by telekinesis w}{en wearing a green mask.
MR: Doesn't seem to }{ave a lot of reach, t}{oug}{. So far I've managed to stay outside of }{is sp}{ere of influence.
MR: Limited power to }{is psionics, too. }{e didn't yet manage to remove t}{is freak cadaver I anchored to block }{s way.
PP: Oh, so you found Tozy?






MR: }{a. }{a.
MR: Do not antagonize me on t}{is.







MR: No, it's not Tozy.
MR: I used anot}{er of Renart's victims.
MR: Not one of ours. A weird moustac}{e guy in a Batman suit wit}{ green teet}{ and a clock key.
PP: You definitely had enough psychedelics
MR: Wait until I tell you about t}{e }{orns.
PP: Business first. Juice later
MR: Rig}{t.
MR: Now I'm }{earing t}{ese weird mac}{ines Renart has everyw}{ere.
MR: T}{ey are carving, rotating, scanning, s}{ooting... stuff.
MR: }{e's preparing some new trick.
PP: Oh yeah, the white machines, I noticed them too
PP: Looks like foreign technology. It's all metal! There isn't even honest-to-Gl'bgolyb slime piping in them
MR: Does it really shock you more than the panorama?
PP: Damn our dear planet looks like a paradise compared to this place
PP: This is madness
PP: This is a mess
PP: This is insane dangers, impossible monsters






PP: I love this shit

[Cauchemar]

ALABASTER UPDATE: DOUBLE TREAT

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You cannot believe you are finally massacring Subaltern Conscripts made of pure horn.
You're not sure how you feel about this.
On one hand, you will not lack carving material for the centuries to come.
On another hand, it makes all of your hive's decorations, all of your artistic approach even, terribly lessened.

You cannot believe you are finished prototyping surprises made of pure cruelty.
You're not sure how you feel about this.
On one hand, you will not lack screams of terror for the centuries to come.
On another hand, it makes all of your kill count, all of your sadistic violence even, terribly lessened.





You will need to up your game, to compose an ode to ignominious terror, if you want to get some meaning back in your life.

[Cauchemar]

ALABASTER UPDATE: DEPARTURE IN THE FROZEN WASTELANDS

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Batori: Leave Ginneo's Territory.



- Ґime ╙or you Ґo deparҐ. You sҐill have Ґhis business in your ҐerriҐory…
- Could you cast some yllumynatyon on thys last enygma?
- I have no idea. Ґhe RevoluҐion of PerpeҐuaҐion... Our ConcomiҐanҐs are obsessed wiҐh iҐ.
- From my memoryes of your past pyxelemental, Y can unearth a thematyc lynk v-vyth a reoccurryng sayyng.






- "The flesh must grov-v."







- Can you hazard some extrapolatyons?
- I... No. I heard iҐ someҐimes in our ҐerriҐories, buҐ -
- Maybe yt ys lynked to the Progeny lore?
- Maybe.






- My dyamond, Y do not v-vysh to leave. Your company warms my mynd and body. Y must confess, I feel the compulsyon to talk more about my sentyments…
- I can'Ґ do Ґhis righҐ now, BaҐs.
- Uncertaynty deploys yts greyv-vysh v-vyngs. Y fear of my mystakes yf Y'm not balanced...
- I wish I could help. BuҐ righҐ now, moirail duҐies are Ґoo much ╙or me.






- I WILL help, o pale gem. We are bound and ╙aҐed Ґo equilibrium. BuҐ I need Ґime. I jusҐ need Ґime.






- Then recess you shall have. Up to the stars Y go, bryngyng your soul v-vyth me.
- And I'll have you wiҐh me. We will always be Ґhere Ґo balance each oҐher.

[classpectanon]

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[Cauchemar]

god im so glad this mspfa is back

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