AN- We'll be moving through the first few parts of the game pretty fast, since it's pretty much the same as the comic. You know, moving through the Medium, levelling up, all that shit.
DailySpelunker (DS) began Pestering BaptisingLilac (BL)
DS: bjdbkjvbdfkjsbvkjeuur
BL: Matt?
DS: dhuvdshuiuhv dsuhfuidhiudcv
BL: You okay Matt?
BL: Gosh, what's happening in your game?
DS: hsuhfudduvndnvdundsni FUCK
DS: FUCKING STUPID IMPS
DS: THERES SO FUCKIN MANY
BL: Matt, calm down
BL: And turn caps lock off
DS: fine, whatev
DS: but my point stands that I hate these shitlords
DS: gollyfuck hang on
Matt bashed away another golden imp with the hilt of his Collector's Tomahawk, which he had to make do as his strife weapon in place of a gun when another imp had eaten it. Both Matt and Tara had had a smooth entry to the Medium, aside from Matt having seemingly a lot less time than Tara to do it. Upon entering, the two had instantly begun following the walkthrough, and built up their respective towers. Much to Tara's dismay, she used a simple knife as her strife weapon, using Bladekind, while Matt used Axekind, and they had both found their respective lands, the Land of Dark and Slate and the Land of Pendulums and Ticking, from Tarlia. Matt was about to enter the first gate while Tara was only a quarter way there.
Matt swung around and behind him, slicing an imp in half with his weapon, an axe made from combining a tomahawk and one of Matt's collector edition videogames. The weapon was decent enough, aside from losing a sweet figurine form his collector's box, but it killed things, and that's all Matt cared about. He could hear the thumping behind him of his sprite, which in his haste to enter the medium he had combined with a video game, which in turn created Marinesprite, a sprite of the main character from his favourite military shooter. He leapt backwards, avoiding another swipe from an imp, and hid behind his dark green sprite.
"Hey man, you mind defending me while I take this?" Matt asked, looking up.
The marine gave a thumbs up, replying, "Affirmative," before going back to his mass murder.
DS: hang on, imma get to the top of this house you're building
Matt jumped up again, weapon in hand, and helped his sprite mop up the rest of the imps. After, he walked back through the replication of his house, one of many, intent on eliminating the remaining imps and entering the first gate. He typed into his Portable Computer, combined from his PC and a phone, as he walked.
DS: anyway,
DS: how you feelin' 'bout these trolls
BL: They seem nice enough
BL: Carthus tends to drab on a bit long, but Tarlia seems really cool
DS: yeah, she does
DS: what do you reckon my chances are with hot troll lady anyway
DS: I wanna go for it once we all meet up
DS: if she's anything like her drawing, I mean
BL: I…
BL: Wouldn't know
DS: you know, I'm gonna do it anyway
DS: do trolls even have…
DS: eh I'm sure they do
BL: Can we change the topic?
BL: Please?
DS: whats up T?
DS: you love telling me off about stuff like this
BL: I don't want to talk about it
BL: Please
DS: hmm
DS: T
DS: is there something there
DS: between you and her, I mean
BL: What?
BL: No! Where'd you get that impression?
DS: I dunno
DS: just a thought
BL: I mean, even if I did, I couldn't do anything about
DS: you're not improving your argument
DS: anyway, suppose you won't mind if I hit her up then
BL: No!
BL: I mean yes!
BL: I mean…
BL: I don't know
DS: damn T
DS: as soon as we meet up in the session
DS: we are having a SERIOUS conversation
DS: but I'll lay off Tarlia
DS: just for you
DS: so let's get through the first gate, hmm?
BL: Let's do it
DailySpelunker (DS) ceased Pestering BaptisingLilac (BL)
Tara closed the chat log, and slammed closed her laptop, throwing it in front of her in a fit. She then laid down on her side, curled into a ball, and simply listened to herself breathe. Matt spoke a little of the truth, for a rare moment; Tara needed to talk to someone in person about her newfound feelings. Just someone to vent to. She felt a small nudge on her back, and slowly rolled around to face her sprite, which was made from her prized Jesus Christ: Superstar figure of the man himself, as well as one of the unfortunate imps who had touched the sprite and thereafter combine with it.
"Are you okay, my child?" the green coloured sprite asked.
"Yeah it's just…" Tara thought for a second, "Never mind. It certainly isn't anything I want to discuss with you."
"Why not? If you wish to confess-"
"If you could just stop with the whole act. I'm not in the mood." Tara sighed, and stood up to face her Superstarsprite. "I'm just thinking about things, you know? This whole game is making me reconsider things." She walked past her sprite, making sure to avoid eye contact as she was sure it knew what she was thinking about.
SuperstarSprite made a concerned expression, before going to follow Tara. Tara began to feel a strange feeling of déjà vu, even though she was sure she'd never done this before. Maybe it was the way she just kept progressing through her house again and again while it was being duplicated in order to get to the top? Maybe it was the constant slaughter, much to her disliking, of religiously dressed imps using her Antique needles. Yet she couldn't shake the feeling of having done this all once before.
As she rounded the corner, she crashed into an unbeknownst object, and fell to the ground in a hard crash. She rubbed her back, and looked up to the figure standing in front of her. It was too tall to be an imp, nor did it wear their typical attire, instead dressed in a red hoody and denim jeans. She only realised who it was when she noticed the figures face.
"Matt?" Tara blurted out, rubbing her eyes to make sure she wasn't dreaming, though it was definitely Matt; chestnut slicked back hair, an impressive stubbly beard for his young age, and brown eyes identified him as so.
"How you doin'?" Matt said, calm as can be and in his thick, Jersey-esque accent.
"How am I 'doing'? What are you even talking about?" She stood up, and brushed the dust off her dress. "How are you doing? How are you even here?"
"It's a long story. But long story short, sorry about this."
"About wh-" Tara didn't even finish her sentence, before Matt raised his hand, clenched it into a fist, then clocked Tara across her head, knocking her clean out. She fell to the ground hard, her weapon cluttering to the floor. Matt knelt down beside her, picked her up, and took her to her room, placing her on her bed to keep her comfortable. Once he was sure, he went back out and set up Tara's laptop, accessing her Pesterchum.
BaptisingLilac (BL) started Pestering DailySpelunker (DS)
BL: dude
BL: yo matt pick up
DS: jeez what's up
DS: kinda busy
DS: but why the heck are you typing like that
BL: nah man, Tara's out at the moment
BL: I'm you
BL: from the future
DS: you know what?
DS: with all the shit going on, I'm not allowed to not believe you
BL: yeah man, shits crazy
DS: how you time traveling man
BL: oh, you don't know
BL: we're the dude of time
DS: oh
DS: that's fuckin' sweet
BL: yeah man, but shit gets fucked UP in the future
BL: it starts with Tara dying, because we get too busy fighting shit to pay attention to her
BL: she doesn't even make it to the first gate
BL: without her, in my timeline, I was trapped after the second gate
BL: so I took my time
BL: pun intended
BL: and tried practicing my time powers
BL: eventually, I learned how to actually time travel
BL: and I've come back here to fix some things
BL: that's why I knocked Tara out
DS: knocked her out?
DS: how
BL: just clocked her one
DS: glad alternate universe me isn't afraid of a little domestic violence
BL: hey fuck you
BL: it was either that, or tell her that her entire religion is a lie?
BL: that it's the game that created the universe, not her God?
DS: alright alright
DS: anything else you need to fix
BL: nah
BL: but while I'm here, I suppose it wouldn't hurt to teach you how to use a couple of powers
DS: you sure
DS: it won't create like
DS: a paradox
BL: nah bro
BL: we're a time player, 'member?
DS: fair enough
Matt absconded from the roof of his house, allowing his sprite to finish the fight against the two golden ogres that had taken residence there. He jogged down his stairs, computer in one arm and axe in the other, and took his place at the bottom step.
SporaticSlither (SS) began Trolling DailySpelunker (DS)
SS: Dipsssssshit
SS: Have you made it to the firsssssst gate yet?
SS: Ansssssswer me damn it
DS: I'm here dude, calm down
DS: I'm kind of busy at the moment mastering my powers and shit
SS: I don't care, we got bussssssinessssss to disssssscussssss
SS: How far are both of you?
DS: I'm nearly through
DS: Tara on the other hand
SS: What have you two been doing?!
DS: I've been learning my powers from an alternate future me
DS: Tara was knocked out by said alternate Matt
DS: Other than that, Tara's having some serious religion problems
SS: Sssssserioussssssly?
SS: What bullsssssshit issssss it now?
DS: Well, you may not get this
DS: But she has this massive crush on Tarlia
DS: And her religion doesn't really allow that sort of thing
SS: What? A relationsssssship between trollssssss and humanssssss?
DS: Nah, you wouldn't get it
SS: Well it doessssssn't matter, becausssssse Tarlia issssss fucking inssssssane
SS: Take it from me, Tara dodged a bullet there
DS: Well, she's not that bad
DS: A little peppy but I wouldn't say crazy
SS: No, you haven't sssssseen her real sssssside
SS: Not only doessssss sssssshe have cerulean blood
SS: Which makessssss her one of the higher classssssessssss in troll ssssssociety
SS: Troll women are fucking mental by themsssssselvessssss
DS: I don't know man, I've seen some crazy women
SS: Have you sssssseen any with assssss much of a fasssssscination with dead bodiessssss assssss her?
DS: Wait, what?
SS: What'ssssss the human word for it?
SS: You know, where ssssssomeone hassssss a borderline ssssssexual interesssssst in dead bodiessssss?
DS: You saying she's into…
DS: Like, necrophilia?
SS: I guessssss?
SS: You'd be ssssssurprissssssed how many romantic sssssscenariossssss sssssshe conjuressssss up per day
SS: And they're not even random bodiessssss
SS: Sssssshe genuinely killssssss people to sssssstart matesssssspritssssss with them
DS: Oh sweet Jesus
DS: Well, I'm not sure we should mention that while she's having her whole crisis
SS: You know, you aren't very ssssssympathetic to your friendssssss pointlessssss problemssssss
DS: I care, really I do
DS: Why do you think I'm keeping stuff from her?
DS: But I know she can get through this
DS: So I'm not really worried
DS: I plan on having a talk about her problems, but I've put that way off
DS: She'll get through this, I know it
SS: Well, assssss your leader, I command you two to hurry the fuck up and get through the gatessssss
SS: And if sssssshe really inssssssisssssstssssss, I'll put in a good word with Tarlia
SS: And uh
SS: Tell her sssssshe hassssss my condolencessssss for her problemssssss
SporaticSlither (SS) ceased Trolling DailySpelunker (DS)