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[ Upon arrival, the only thing he could really think about was her. Her. Where did she go? Who was she? How could he get in contact with her again? The jump and whole waking up in your underwear fiasco was enough to send him in a tizzy, but Jake's mind was still focused on one thing and one thing in particular... and that was finding her. Never mind the fact he was in a whole new scenario here and off his island he had grown up on and never even left. He felt exposed and unprepared, and one could say he was actually freaking out right now. Still disoriented from the jump, Jake seems to disregard everything else besides her. She was the very last thing he remembered, and he wasn't sure what was going on. A glimpse of her, then he wakes up here, still feeling sore from a match he had with his sparring partner where he "royally had his ass kicked." He sends out a text to anybody, anything, and makes it sound urgent. ]
Holy cheese and crackers! Where the blue blazes is this??
Ahoy there! Respond asap!! THIS IS AN URGENT MESSAGE TO ANY PERSONS WHO ARE RECEIVING. THOSE WHO HAVE EYES AND CAN SEE AND PROPERLY READ SHOULD CONTACT!! I dont mean to alarm anybody or anything who may read this so i beg of you to not get your knickers in a right bundle at my intense message but rather correspond to my plea!
IN CASE YOU HAVENT NOTICED WEVE BEEN KIDNAPPED! HOODWINKED BAMBOOZLED AND HIJACKED INTO SOME SPIELBURGESQUE VOYAGE INTO THE UNKNOWN!! As bloody ace and invigorating as it sounds forgive my botherations here whilst i send out an SOS to locate a certain person on this spaceship..
Right so here it goes! All im needing to know right now is if shes aboard this craft! The proper cerulean spider-chick undead damsel i was having a conversation with!
Well not exactly a conversation but we exchanged a smoldering glance at one another it couldnt have happened any more romantically than how it did. A picture-esque smashing blockbuster hit. Im near certain we were meant to be together like peas and peaches.
IF YOU ARE HER I WOULD SIMPLY LIKE TO APOLOGIZE GREATLY FOR MY DUMBFOUNDED EXPRESSION AND LACK OF WORDS TO CONVEY. I am typically quite the dashing chatterbox so pardon and excuse my mess!
Phew.
*Gently withdrawals a kerchief to*
Aw jeeze louise. They took my handkerchief too. Dag nabit.
How the devilfucking dickens do you properly operate such a queer device here??
[ As odd as it is, Jake doesn't question where any of his friends are or anything else. He seems rather intent on finding whoever it is he is looking for... even more so than asking where he is and how to get back home.
He's fiddling around with the communicator, turning it on for a moment. We see the carrier appears to be tanned and in his late teens with dark hair, and his face is bruised and swollen in some areas. It especially looks like the side of his mouth is busted. It statics and goes out after he swears a bit, but that's all we see.]
Holy cheese and crackers! Where the blue blazes is this??
Ahoy there! Respond asap!! THIS IS AN URGENT MESSAGE TO ANY PERSONS WHO ARE RECEIVING. THOSE WHO HAVE EYES AND CAN SEE AND PROPERLY READ SHOULD CONTACT!! I dont mean to alarm anybody or anything who may read this so i beg of you to not get your knickers in a right bundle at my intense message but rather correspond to my plea!
IN CASE YOU HAVENT NOTICED WEVE BEEN KIDNAPPED! HOODWINKED BAMBOOZLED AND HIJACKED INTO SOME SPIELBURGESQUE VOYAGE INTO THE UNKNOWN!! As bloody ace and invigorating as it sounds forgive my botherations here whilst i send out an SOS to locate a certain person on this spaceship..
Right so here it goes! All im needing to know right now is if shes aboard this craft! The proper cerulean spider-chick undead damsel i was having a conversation with!
Well not exactly a conversation but we exchanged a smoldering glance at one another it couldnt have happened any more romantically than how it did. A picture-esque smashing blockbuster hit. Im near certain we were meant to be together like peas and peaches.
IF YOU ARE HER I WOULD SIMPLY LIKE TO APOLOGIZE GREATLY FOR MY DUMBFOUNDED EXPRESSION AND LACK OF WORDS TO CONVEY. I am typically quite the dashing chatterbox so pardon and excuse my mess!
Phew.
*Gently withdrawals a kerchief to*
Aw jeeze louise. They took my handkerchief too. Dag nabit.
How the devilfucking dickens do you properly operate such a queer device here??
[ As odd as it is, Jake doesn't question where any of his friends are or anything else. He seems rather intent on finding whoever it is he is looking for... even more so than asking where he is and how to get back home.
He's fiddling around with the communicator, turning it on for a moment. We see the carrier appears to be tanned and in his late teens with dark hair, and his face is bruised and swollen in some areas. It especially looks like the side of his mouth is busted. It statics and goes out after he swears a bit, but that's all we see.]
text;
enough to get a look at you
youll figure it out
let me guess might go by distrider or ds
yeah there a bit more this broadcasts to everyone with video voice or text
no idea where were heading or who behind it
the crew wont say much
got the idea a lot of them are in the dark
like some scifi horror flick
1.2
2.2
As if theyre going to get away with any of their horse shit theyre doing up here if i have anything to really do with it!
I SAY WE ALL TEAM UP AND KICK SOME SORRY BACKSIDE.
Oh another thing.
Whats with the corresponding numbers?? I get it goes with our rooms and everything but is that it?
And i care not for these suits theyve put us in.
I really really miss my shorts! Are there shorts or even just a pair of trousers on this ship somewhere?
1/2
thats the thing we need to face here
2/2
then go combing for info seeing as a whole ship full of people cant find it
going to go out on a wing here and say it is probably buried deep somewhere
no clue on the numbers i just know it lets me in and out of my room
youd have to ask someone else i got here last jump
wait are you saying youre running around with no shorts on
commando style
1.2
2.2
ILL PROPERLY SHOW YOU THE MEANING OF FIST TO THE FACE!!!
Ha ha ha!! What do you say?? Should we ally forces together or what mysterious dirk colored font but not actually dirk gent or missus?
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what part of have a bit of cautious got lost in translation
and im not dirk
im turntechgodhead
well technically theres two of us but were both basically the same fucking person sort of
sliding right back into the dangling above the abyss pay attention here
sure ill side with you but first things first you seriously need to be cautious
last guy to go poking around seemingly got killed and not in the shot down way
as in forces of space did bad shit to him
this is more like sphere with a lot of the confusing meanings and without the reset switch
also im a dude not a chick
caw
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Sir dirk but not but double of the not dirks. Not dirk number one!
Cripes this is confusing.
So youre not him. I follow that. But your text color is similar which is what im just saying. Thats all.
Im pretty damn cautious but youre not going to get anywhere if youre not showing enough vigor!
if its dangerous.. count me in buddy. Im in for anything.
Some planning is a fantastic idea though.
I have two guns and i know how to use them! What do you have on your person?
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things being confusing never stopped being a thing and trust me it never stops
the ball keeps rolling and were all still running from it like were a bunch of rabbits
yeah though technically i had it first but theres all this chronological and temporal shit
that and i kinda dont care
im a swordsman was born and raised that way
hasnt stopped being what im about
other me gave you some info though
pretty much what happened
seemed like people from previous jumps got hit harder than us newbies
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Guns are better though.
Heh heh heh.
Wonderful you have a passion you give shits about though. A useful one too. I reckon you havbe your weapon on your person too huh?? Im really kind of pissed off considering my puzzle module went missing when i was brought here. That has pieces of my house in it for shits sake.
So what im gathering here is there are cycles or something.. is that what you mean by jump??
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or in harleys case it always about the business end of her rifle
yeah i always carry a sword on me part of the be prepared shit
youll probably get it back i got back some stuff this cycle
but yeah now youre getting it things cycle here
before a jump we head down and get set up for the next one via gravity couch
what you woke up in
thats important
if you dont then forces in space kill you
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I doubt she would be on this ship too but phew if she was id probably be nervous as hell and sweating bullets.. heheh bullets.. if i had the chance to meet her. Shes so fucking cool.
The next one?
Fuck. How often do we have to get in that slimy shit??
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always insists on five computers no more no less on your person at all times
raised by a devil dog who she really should have blown the head off of
shes not on this ship i checked
if she was wed know it in a second
i couldnt tell you just yet arrived in goop on the last one
and seeing as the cats out of the bag and screaming off into the distance
names davesprite
numero dos of the dave fucking striders caw
is a jolly good time what theyre calling it these days
wow man forward much
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Right now i am conversing with several individuals and i do believe the second dave strider has FINALLY introduced himself. Im not really sure what hes going on about besides accusing me of things that arent but by evaluating your personalities i can see a striking resemblance between you lot.
This is all too much! The fact you know my buddy from another universe and dirk is here on the craft too and augh.
*Mops off brow with his hand.*
Im overwhelmed! I need to rightfully punch something!
I had five computers as well. Most of them compact or wearable. I feel absolutely naked without all of them... especially my skulltop.
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or you wont but we are how we are
wait skull top as in laptop with a skull on it or headcap hands free device
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Its both. Its shaped like a skull and i can use it to communicate with my buddies hands free.
Im busy i dont have time for using my fingers and shit.
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well see
huh
bit creepy but ok
does it do double duty as a helmet
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Whoohoo. It certainly does. Its saved my life a few times. Training myself to think type took a getting used to but i think i got it down pat just fine after humiliating myself a few times when some thoughts i didnt want to filter into text slipped through..
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wow dude way to come onto to all of us at once
im not even going to ask what kind of thoughts
so basically a hands free computing device
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If youre all anything like dirk, all i can say is it sounds exciting. A handful, sure.
Pshaw though. I can deal with it.
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like youre a big type writer
goes pretty damn fast if you bird peck
that is type with one finger of each hand