Chapter 7: Firyut Gionta
== Enter name
Your name is Firyut Gionta, a Mutant Agate-blooded Troll of only five and half Solar Sweeps. You are currently impatiently pacing across your respiteblock waiting for the narrator to fini- wait, what? How do you... you know that... WHAT!? This isn't my job description, they aren't supposed to know I'm here! Are they? What. Only exception? Well, okay. I guess I can work around this. You are pacing in your respiteblock awaiting for a command that will be quite possibly extremely predictable
== Firyut: Arm yours-
Firyut: already done!
You pull out your previously equipped weapon, your overly large wooden stick. Wow, just take all the fun out of this, won't you? At least let me finish the command first. Can you do that?
Firyut: sorry!
Thank you. Geez, this is going to be fun...
== Firyut: Pick up your game copies
You go over to your desk and pick up your client copy of the SBURB games, knowing that's the first one you'll be using. Okay, can you at least not look at what you'll be needing? That kinda ruins the pacing a bit.
Firyut: #ey you can blame t#ose clouds for t#at one
Right. Prospit cloud visions... ANYWAYS, you pick up the game and put into your Maze Modus. You already know what the next command is so you already open your Modus to observe your cards. In the cards, you have the game copy, a mobile videogame device, a very old-looking fishing pole plus it's tackle box, and your pair of fake mouse whiskers. Speaking of...
== Firyut: Equip you mouse whiskers
You pull out the card and turn it over. On the back is a small maze that you have to solve, which you do. You've always had a knack for these kind of things. They're just easy. You think you could even go through an actual maze. After a few moments, you finish the maze and get your whiskers. Once you get these mousy like cosmetics, you do the one thing you can with them and put them right next to your nose. You only need one more thing to be truly rodentIal.
== Firyut: Find your tail
You look around your room to see that your lively mouse tail is nowhere to be found. Your Lusus must have taken it somewhere elsewhere in the hive. Oh, Mousemom. Gotta be fun and problematic, don't you?
Firyut: well of course s#e #as to be fun!
Firyut: dont you see #er troll?
Can you not do that? I don't think I get paid extra for talking to the characters. Or... do I?
Firyut: no you do not!
Than please, shut up.
Firyut: u6# youre borin6
Firyut: i dont like you
You really gonna do this?
Firyut: im not listenin6!
What? You're deaf, you can't even listen! Oh Gog, I have a headache now... Whatever. You go into the hallway of your overly large hive. You still think that all this room is really nice, but Mistuo and Saylen keep signing it's too much. Hey, you were a wriggler when you built this place. How were you suppose to know you wouldn't need all this space? You still like it. There's even an echo every now then... you think. You stop thinking and go down the hallway. Once you reach the literally colossal main hive room, you look around to see that your tail is laying on the couch. Huh, that's strange. Mousemom doesn't usually let you get it that easily...
Firyut: its a trap!
I said stop that! But, yes, usually when your Lusus does this it means she's wanting to be extra playful. Funny enough, as soon as you step near the tail, it jumps up to reveal Mousemom holding it in her little mouse mouth. How cute! But the cute ends when Mousemom jumps off the couch and runs down the hall with your tail.
== Firyut: Catch the tail!
Firyut: already on it!
STOP DOING THAT! Geez, I say it and ya don't listen, huh?
Firyut: w#at?
At least pretend to pay attention to me. You're ADHD, not rude.
Firyut: yea# yea# im 6oin6 to 6et my tail!
Right. You chase after the small, two-tailed Lusus down the giant hive. You get up behind Mousemom and jump at her. When you hit the ground where she was, you see that she has disappeared! Right into one of the dozens of holes she has dug through your hive. Dang it! Who knows where Mousemom will pop up? There's at least thirteen in the main room alone, and six in your respiteblock that you know of. Well, if we're going to move this along, you should probably head back to your room. Maybe Mousemom will walk in there.
== Firyut: Return to your respi-
Firyut: i #eard you t#e first time!
You... You can't hear anything. Don't say you heard me. That kinda confuses everyone. Whatever. You go back into the hallway and enter your respiteblock. All of the mouse holes inside appear to empty with no movement in them. You suppose that gives you a decent amount of time before having to do something. Speaking of soing something, it looks like Cavdit is trying to troll yo-
Firyut: nope
I-what?
Firyut: nope
Firyut: not dealin6 wit# #im
Firyut: not talking6 to t#at four eyed jerk
Firyut: especially not today
You... you kinda have to. It's how we do the stupid progressing thing.
Firyut: no
Firyut: 6et someone else to do t#at
Are... are you serious right now? Like, this isn't just about you, you know. I get paid for this, and if you don't cooperate, it doesn't look the best for me.
Firyut: sorry
Firyut: ill do anything else
I- I just... well... FUCK!
Firyut: lan6ua6e
It's just like... ugh! Well, since I obviously have no say in this, what would YOU rather do?
Firyut: im sleepy
Really? That's the best you could come up with?
Firyut: yea#
Holy shit... ALRIGHTY THEN.
== Firyut: Go take a nap or some shit, I don't care
Firyut: you dont #ave to be jerk about it
I really don't care right now. My blood pressure is not that good at the moment. Now, back to my job. *Ahem* You chose, for some unknown reason, to ignore that Troll contacting you. Instead, you head over to your large, agate colored reacooprecoon and climb into the slime. You close your eyes and slip into sleep.
== Firyut: Dream
Oh, wait. I get it. You wanted to be the one to introduce the moons, huh?
Dream!Firyut: *yawn* yep
Well then. Coulda just said that, but whatever. *Ahem* You wake up in your room in the top of the tower on Prospit, one of the twin moon's of Skaia. You climb out of your 'coon and look down to see you are in your yellow Prospit-jamas. You look around and see that everything else is in its normal yellow hue. An almost perfect match of your own respiteblock, mouse holes and everything. Sadly, it looks like your husktop also comes with you, and is still alerting you of Cavdit's attempts of contact.
Dream!Firyut: still nope
Dream!Firyut: too important of a day to talk to #im
What? What's today?
Dream!Firyut: look at t#e corner!
Huh? Oh, oh my. I did not realize it was today.
Dream!Firyut: #appy 413 by t#e way!
Thank you. Now can we get back to the situation at hand?
Dream!Firyut: of course!
Alright then. You continue to ignore the Sapphire-blood and instead go to your window, the only difference from your own hive. You look out and see the giant towers surrounding yours. Three are around you, plus your own making, four buildings with all your friends in them. Well, two friends and Cavdit. You truly despise the fact that you have to share a moon with that asshole. You look down and see that the Prospitian are all running about in a very excited and slightly panicked manor, several of them carrying spears and swords. Almost like they're getting ready for some kind of war. What are they up to?
== Firyut: Visit a Prospitian
You float out of your room and go down onto the ground. You look and see a shorter Prospitian carrying a few books walking towards you. You wave your hand to get the little guys attention and he faces his attention on you.
Dream!Firyut: #ey t#ere
Dream!Firyut: w#ats 6oin6 on #ere?
Dream!Firyut: w#ys everyone 6oin6 crazy?
Prospitian: Didn't you hear, great Witch?
Prospitian: The Reckoning hath tharted!
The small Prospitian speaks with a very obvious lisp, making trying to understand him fairl difficult. Thank Gog you somehow maintained your hearing on Prospit. It appears that physical afflictions don't carry from your real self to your dream self.
Dream!Firyut: reckonin6?
Dream!Firyut: w#ats t#at?
Prospitian: It'th the end of the univerthe ath we know it!
Prospitian: Everyone thinkth we're jutht going to war, but it'th utheleth!
Dream!Firyut: u### w#at now
Prospitian: The Reckoning.
Prospitian: It'th the war between uth and Derthe on Thkaia.
Prospitian: But it'th utheleth becauthe it will bring our end!
Dream!Firyut: #ow do you even know t#at?
Prospitian: I found a book in the library.
Prospitian: Uhh, here it ith!
The Prospitian pulls out one of the books in his pile and hands it to you. It's a big book, with a very torn up front page. There's nothing on it aside from a very faded... what is that, an R? You don't know, it's in pink and in cursive. You hate cursive. You open it up and start reading. Oh, ok, nope. This whole thing is in cursive. You aren't going to be able to read this. Well, you could at least try. Uh... let's see. Something about a game. Meteors. What is that, apocalypse? Holy shit, is there any pictures in this thing? You can't focus on this pick garbage.
== Firyut: Find some pictures
You flip through the pages until your find something that isn't just squiggly lines. After about halfway through you find a page that doesn't have any words on it. The only thing on it was a bunch of doodles of terrible squares and... what the heck are those? Are... are those suppose to be bones or something? Wait a second... they actually look a little like- oh. OH. Okay then, and you close the book. You've seen enough for one dream sequence.
Dream!Firyut: sooo u#
Dream!Firyut: w#at was t#at suppose to be
Prospitian: It tellth of the world ending from the Game!
Prospitian: The Game brought on by... wait.
Dream!Firyut: wait w#at?
Dream!Firyut: o# i 6et it
Prospitian: It'th you!
Prospitian: It'th you and all the other Heroth up in the towerth!
Prospitian: The-the Witch, and the Thylpe, even the damn Page!
Prospitian: You kill uth all!
Dream!Firyut: #u# #ow?
Dream!Firyut: no!
Dream!Firyut: we wouldnt do t#at!
Prospitian: Don't try to lie, Witch!
The Prospitian grabs the book out of your hands and walks away, still screaming about you killing them all. Weird. Weird little guy.
== Firyut: Return to your room
Tired of all the craziness that is insane conspiracy theorists, you float back up to the top of the tower. Inside, you see that Cavdit has finally stopped trying to contact you. About time, too. Instead, you see that Saylen is contacting you now. You think that it would be better to talk to her in the regular world instead of Prospit. You float back into your dream!coon and submerge yourself. You close your eyes and wake up once more in your respiteblock. You look out to see that on your husktop was you mouse tail! Thanks Mousemom!