== Saylen: Figure out what to do
Saylen: a[right, s(o) i'm in
Saylen: Jazzy's in
Saylen: and y(o)u're here
Future!Saylen: thanks f(o)r the recap, mini me.
Future!Saylen: g(o)(o)d thing Time p[ayers understand the (o)rder (o)f events things happen
Saylen: n(o), i mean
Saylen: what n(o)w?
Jazz: well, if what Firyut signed was accurate-
Future!Saylen: wait a sec
Future!Saylen: signed?
Jazz: yeah... she's deaf.
Future!Saylen: huh...
Future!Saylen: she wasn't in my time[ine
Saylen: yeah, we[[, she is
Saylen: n(o)w what Jazzy?
Jazz: if what Firyut signed was accurate,
Jazz: that means you have to put in Mister Misty.
Saylen: Mister Misty?
Jazz: yes, shut up.
Jazz: you have to put him into the game next.
Jazz: before the, uh, y'know.
Saylen: mete(o)rs?
Future!Saylen: inevitable death?
Saylen: intr(o)verted whining?
Future!Saylen: m(o)irail crying?
Jazz: both of you shut up!
Jazz: and, yes.
Jazz: so...
Jazz: put him in the game, he's one of the few of y'all i like
Saylen: right!
Saylen: g(o)tta save the b(o)(o)kw(o)rm.
Future!Saylen: n(o)t just cause he's a b(o)(o)kw(o)rm, either.
Future!Saylen: he is he[[a imp(o)rtant.
Saylen: a[right, i'[[ get t(o) it.
Saylen: sh(o)u[d i get him (o)n this (o)r...?
Jazz: oh shit!
Saylen: geez, what?
Jazz: i've had him on hold for like fifteen minutes!
Jazz: give me a second!
You wait as Jazz switches off the chat on her end before entering again, followed by Mistuo.
introvertedWordsmith [IWS] has entered the chat
Mistuo: Greetings Saylen, and...
Mistuo: -O-ther... Saylen.
Mistuo: H-o-ly crap, Saylen, I think y-o-v were right.
Mistuo: I d-o- need t-o- sleep m-o-re.
Saylen: n(o), n(o), this is actua[[y an(o)ther me.
Future!Saylen: hi!
Saylen: she's fr(o)m the future and apparent[y ann(o)ying as fuck
Mistuo: Ah, -o-k.
Mistuo: What can I be -o-f assitance t-o-?
Saylen: we're ab(o)ut t(o) put y(o)u int(o) the game.
Saylen: s(o) we're g(o)nna talk y(o)u thr(o)ugh it.
Mistuo: -O-h, dang it.
Mistuo: I was jvst ab-o-vt t-o- eat.
Jazz: Mistuo, be quiet
Jazz: you were about to throw up from cleaning the fish and you know it
Mistuo: Be qviet please.
Mistuo: Jvst tell me what t-o- d-o-.
Saylen: a[right, [et's d(o) this shit.
== Saylen: Be Mistuo
Oh, wow, first character switch mid-chapter! You are now Mistuo, currently waiting for instructions from Saylen and Jazz. So far, they have told you nothing aside they're going to put you into a game that supposidly kills everything. You should really start reconsidering doing what people tell you to.
Mistuo: Alright, I pvt the game int-o- the drive.
Mistuo: N-o-w what?
Saylen: n(o)w, i put in my game t(o) put y(o)u in.
Saylen: and y(o)u may wanna m(o)ve quick[y.
Saylen: mete(o)rs and a[[ that.
Jazz: also, Saylen told me one of her screw ups when she entered.
Jazz: you put the card into the Punch Designex first and then Alchemize it.
Mistuo: N-o- idea what any -o-f th-o-se w-o-rds mean.
Mistuo: Alright, let's d-o- this!
Jazz: man, i just love the cut of your jib!
Jazz: let's do this shit!
From off the screen you hear someone yelling.
Cuz: Jazz!
Cuz: Why the hell are you screaming?
Jazz: nothing Cuz!
Jazz: just putting someone else in the game!
Cuz: Is it that Saylen chick?
Saylen: i'm here, but it's n(o)t me!
Cuz: Oh, alright then!
Cuz: Can I see them?
Jazz: uh, one second!
Mistuo: Wh-o- is that?
Jazz: that's my cousin.
Jazz: she wants to see you for some reason.
Mistuo: -O-h...
Mistuo: Vhh, I... gvess s-o-.
Jazz: hey Cuz!
Jazz: he said yeah!
Saylen: ah, Mist(o)u, Cuz is awes(o)me, y(o)u're g(o)nna [(o)ve her
The person that everyone is calling 'Cuz' then steps into the frame.
Cuz: Oh, shit, another Troll.
Cuz: Sup fox horns?
Mistuo: Vh, hi...
Cuz: Quiet type, huh?
Cuz: It's cool, I can respect that.
Cuz: Got a name, fox horns?
Mistuo: -O-h, vhh, Mistv-o-.
Cuz: Mistuo?
Cuz: Damn, do all Trolls have weird names?
Saylen: hey!
Saylen: i'm right here!
Future!Saylen: yeah, we kinda d(o).
Saylen: shut up me!
Future!Saylen: y(o)u shut up, me!
Future!Saylen: besides, i have t(o) shut up, i have t(o) make ca[[.
Cuz: Both of you shut up!
Cuz: I don't care about your call!
Cuz: Leave if you're making a call, don't stay and annoy people.
Future!Saylen: a[right, a[right, i'm [eaving.
Future!Saylen: damn, humans be impatient.
Cuz: Anyways...
Cuz: It's a cool name, but it's still stupid, sorry.
Cuz: I'ma call you Fox Horns from now on.
Cuz: Well, Fox Horns, nice to meet ya!
Mistuo: Vhh, yeah, y-o-v t-o-o-.
Mistuo: S-o-, vhh, Jazzmyne?
Jazz: yo.
Mistuo: Are, vh, are we g-o-ing t-o-, y'kn-o-w, d-o- this..?
Saylen: w(o)ah, s[(o)w d(o)wn there speed racer.
Saylen: if i g(o)t this right, a mete(o)r is n(o)w heading t(o)wards y(o)ur [(o)cati(o)n!
Mistuo: Wait, what?
You are interupted by a sudden explosion outside your hive, and a sliver of red light coming from your window. Oh, you swear, if there is a meteor above your hive right now, you are going to... do something, you're not sure yet.
== Mistuo: Look outside
You go to the window, pull back the curtains, and look up to see... yep, you called it. A giant freaking meteor! In a sky of red and orange, fire everywhere, and smaller meteors flying off of it and hitting the area around you. This is why you watch movies and don't play video games.
Saylen: y(o), F(o)x H(o)rns!
Saylen: y(o)u sti[[ a[ive?
Mistuo: What?
Mistuo: -O-h, yes I am.
Future!Saylen: (o)k i'm back.
Saylen: shut up.
Mistuo: What d-o- I d-o- t-o- prevent my death?
Saylen: i am putting the Crux-s(o)mething an(o)ther in y(o)ur main r(o)(o)m.
Mistuo: Alright, and that is?
Saylen: y(o)u break it (o)pen t(o) get a seizure ba[[ thing and [itt[e cy[inder thing.
Mistuo: Seizvre ball?
Saylen: Sprite, whatever!
Saylen: y(o)u have t(o) thr(o)w s(o)mething int(o) it.
Mistuo: Alright, and the cylinder?
Saylen: y(o)u put that int(o) the T(o)tem [athe with the card that c(o)mes with it.
Mistuo: And then?
Saylen: put the new t(o)tem (o)n a pedista[ in the A[chemiter.
Saylen: then y(o)u'[[ get a thing t(o) enter the game and n(o)t die!
Mistuo: G-o-t it.
Mistuo: Anything else?
Jazz: oh, oh!
Jazz: have something cool to prototype it with!
Jazz: it alters the look and powers of the Imps!
Mistuo: N-o- idea what th-o-se are, bvt alright.
Saylen: every(o)ne ready?
Future!Saylen: yes!
Future!Saylen: n(o)w d(o) this bef(o)re g(o)gdamn tank dies!
Mistuo: Tank?
Before anyone can answer, there is a small thud in your main room. You rush in and see a large box structure with a pillar in the middle with a turny thing on the side. You go up and grab it, turn it, and almost break your arms with all the force you put behind it. Holy shit, this thing is strong! Perhaps something could be used for it... Aha! You fishing pole! Wait, his fishing pole? No, I don't read these ahead of time. Because I like learning this as it happens. Geez... What? Seriously? We have got to start turning this damn thing off when I go off on stupid shit! *Ahem* You pull out your pole and tie the hook and line around the turny thing. You then go to the wall of the room, opposite of where the hook is tied. You start reeling it in and notice the turny thing is moving. Ah, physics. Thou art a pain in the ass to learn, but you are useful. You give it one more tug and the top of the pillar pops off. From the pillar comes a large flashing ball of moss-colored light and a moss-colored cylinder and a card with holes in it.
== Mistuo: Take the cylinder
You step onto the machine and grab the green pillar and card, the seizure ball being annoying right next to you. Wow, that flashing is definitely good for your headache. What did she say, toss something in it? You look around and eye one of your posters. If those 'Imps' or whatever Jazz called them copies the Sprite, it isn't the best idea but hey, it'll be fun. You jump off the Cruxtruder and take down our Friday the 13th poster and roll it up. You turn around and go back to the Sprite, tossing the poster into it. There is a blinding green flash that almost forces you to cover your eyes. When you look back you see a moss-colored hockey mask with a machete behind it. Damn, that is cool! You guess that means there's going to be homicidal Imps running around with large blades now... future yous problem. While thinking this, there is another thud next to you. It looks like a big table with a needle thing on it between two clamps, the perfect distance for a cylinder to go. There is also a small hole that looks like the perfect place for the card. Man, can two and two go any more together?
== Mistuo: Do the thing with the totem and card
You put in the cylinder into the clamps and card into the slot. You press a big red button, because that's always a good idea, and the needle starts carving the totem. You take the new totem and are interupted with another thud. This time, a really bigger thud on the other side of the room. Must be the Alchemiter, big platform thing with a small pedistal. How straightforward can this game get? You walk over and put the totem onto the pedistal. Now, they did say something about a button that should be... right there! You push the button and the totem is scanned, leading to another flash on the platform. You step onto the platform and grab the green-colored... bowl? No, it's translucent. It's a fishbowl! With an actual fish in it! There's some kind of writing on the bottom of it..."With a bowl apart and fish met with death, the life of marine shall save the Bard of Breath" That is very horribly worded and it makes zero sense. What, uh... what are you supposed to do with this? To the people that are actually playing this already!
== Mistuo: Return to the others
You go back into your respiteblock and husktop. It seems they are in the middle of a conversation. Would it be rude to intervene even though this is a life or death situation? You know what, you're going to intervene.
Saylen: s(o), y(o)u d(o)n't have anything d(o)wn there?
Jazz: nope, it's just like...
Cuz: A hole, really, I guess?
Jazz: yeah, like a slit or hole.
Jazz: whatever you wanna call it.
Saylen: weird.
Saylen: y(o)u humans are weird.
Mistuo: Vhh, excvse me?
Jazz: oh shit.
Cuz: Sup, Fox Horns!
Saylen: the fuck are y(o)u d(o)ing, Mistu(o)!?
Saylen: why aren't y(o)u in yet?
Mistuo: I d-o-n't kn-o-w what t-o- d-o- with this thing.
Future!Saylen: it's a fishb(o)w[.
Future!Saylen: smash it.
Mistuo: Jvst...
Mistuo: Jvst smash it?
Jazz: that's what i did with my thing.
Saylen: and b(o)th (o)f me did.
Mistuo: Alright, s-o-, any specific way t-o- destr-o-y it?
Saylen: just break the m(o)therfucker!
== Mistuo: break the m(o)therfucker!
You step away from the husktop and raise the bowl above your head. With one quick throw downwards, the bowl smashes into exactly eight pieces. Well, more seven pieces, but one of those is pretty much already in half, but held together a little bit. Once all the pieces hit the floor, it emits a colossal blast of green light, completely blinding you once again.
== Mistuo: Enter
You open your eyes again and are, for some reason, extremely hot. You stand up and look around, seeing your Sprite now have a cognative body, being majorily snake like with the head being pretty much just the Jason mask. He... is pretty silent, and that makes sense, but this'll be boring. Perhaps you should try talking to him.
Mistuo: Excvse me, Sprite?
Jasonsprite: ...
Mistuo: ...
Jasonsprite: ...
Mistuo: -O-...k then.
Mistuo: Where the heck am I?
Jasonsprite: ...
The Sprite turns and looks over at the window, obviously trying to show you where to go. You follow his stare and walk to the window, opening it to see the new landscape. It was... hot. Like, the actual sight of the place was hot, burning your eyes. The entire land was covered in black ground, with colossal mountains with... lava coming out of them. That is lava. Those are volcanos. Strangely, the volcanos wasn't the thing that caught your attention the most. What did, was the sound of some kind of music. You couldn't make it out completely, but it was interupted by someone on the husktop.
Cuz: Hey, Fox Horns?
Cuz: You still alive?
Jazz: Mistuooooo!
Saylen: dude, the he[[ are y(o)u?
Future!Saylen: d(o) y(o)u guys hear music?
Mistuo: -O-h, yes!
Mistuo: I'm still alive!
Mistuo: And that is mvsic, bvt I can't tell what it is.
Cuz: It sounds annoying.
Jazz: and overused in south-eastern areas.
Saylen: i want t(o) punch wh(o)ever is making it.
Mistuo: Yeah... wait a sec-o-nd.
Mistuo: -O-h my G-o-g...
Jazz: what?
Mistuo: This...
Mistuo: This is...
Cuz: What?
Mistuo: I... kn-o-w what this it.
Cuz: Oh, yeah?
Mistuo: IT'S FVCKING C-O-VNTRY MVSIC!