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### 00050 {#00050}
> Meta: I look forward to reading the A.I.'s play once it's written,
> we should go back and write the sequence of events for this segment
> from their perspective in play form at some point.
>
> Alex gingerly takes the note from the owl and reads it quickly. "I
> guess my S.T.A.G. got to Inky after all." Eyeing the tower and
> cutting up the windows, it looks like maybe I'd get a shot in from
> the zip line. But it's iffy.
>
> Alex grabs the wheel and guides the balloonship slowly up a few
> levels. From that vantage point it should only be 3-4 levels
> between the ship and I.
>
> After getting the ship in place he grabs a zip line canon and
> launches it at one of the windows on the 7th floor, sinking the
> anchor firmly beneath the window.
>
> Now to signal Inky... Alex rummages around the ship, finding both a
> signal flare gun and flares in the cargo hold, at least the pirates
> were prepared for the worst. Taking aim away from the Balloon
> Sails, Alex fires the flare up into the air creating a dazingly and
> bright signal in the sky.
You fire the zipline and the hemogoblin cheers adorably. The spear
pierces the stone right beneath the 7th floor window, and the hooks
extend and foam, cementing the line in place.
In a locker on the side of the ship you find a few signal flares. You
point them away from the balloons and fire into the sky. The flares
explode brilliantly and hang dazzling in the sky before slowly
drifting downward.
A pair of zephynos swim over, attracted by the brilliant sparkling
lights. They excitedly bat at the air with their hands and turn
somersaults. They pull at some clouds and squeeze them into dozens of
abstract forms inspired by the bursts. They toss them back and forth
playfully and soon the boulders are drifting around listlessly
overhead.
Below, almost all of the Cyberplasms have noticed by now that their
ship has been stolen. Several crowd into the hole in the wall and
shout and shake their fists at you.
You hear a low chirrup behind you and turn to see the hemogoblin
standing in the middle of the deck. Somehow in all the commotion it
has managed to get its tiny little hands on the ruby-hilted dagger.
It grips the hilt tightly in both hands and gazes in wide-eyed wonder
at the gem, utterly captivated, back turned to the fireworks. The
hemogoblin and the blade are absolutely dripping with rivers of
blood. A decent sized pool has already formed at its feet.
WHAT DO YOU DO
[www](https://framalistes.org/sympa/arc/tildepals/2022-12/msg00257.html)

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<li><a href="#00047" id="toc-00047">00047</a></li>
<li><a href="#00048" id="toc-00048">00048</a></li>
<li><a href="#00049" id="toc-00049">00049</a></li>
<li><a href="#00050" id="toc-00050">00050</a></li>
</ul></li>
<li><a href="#bestiary" id="toc-bestiary">Bestiary</a></li>
<li><a href="#geography" id="toc-geography">Geography</a></li>
@ -353,11 +354,11 @@ Runesocesius</a></li>
</ul>
</nav>
<h2 id="stats">Stats</h2>
<p>Total length: 53179 words / 227 minute read. (Mind you, that’s the
<p>Total length: 53623 words / 229 minute read. (Mind you, that’s the
length of this entire page, including all the extra bits and bobs. Not
just the story.)</p>
<p>There have been 173 messages posted over 170 days since the first
post on July 13, 2022 for a daily post rate of 1.01.</p>
<p>There have been 176 messages posted over 171 days since the first
post on July 13, 2022 for a daily post rate of 1.02.</p>
<h2 id="about">About</h2>
<p>This is a game that me and the kids in the basement are playing over
email.</p>
@ -5599,6 +5600,53 @@ lucky drone pilot that dared to chase its dreams.</p>
<p>WHAT DO YOU DO</p>
<p><a
href="https://framalistes.org/sympa/arc/tildepals/2022-12/msg00252.html">www</a></p>
<h3 id="00050">00050</h3>
<blockquote>
<p>Meta: I look forward to reading the A.I.’s play once it’s written, we
should go back and write the sequence of events for this segment from
their perspective in play form at some point.</p>
<p>Alex gingerly takes the note from the owl and reads it quickly. “I
guess my S.T.A.G. got to Inky after all.” Eyeing the tower and cutting
up the windows, it looks like maybe I’d get a shot in from the zip line.
But it’s iffy.</p>
<p>Alex grabs the wheel and guides the balloonship slowly up a few
levels. From that vantage point it should only be 3-4 levels between the
ship and I.</p>
<p>After getting the ship in place he grabs a zip line canon and
launches it at one of the windows on the 7th floor, sinking the anchor
firmly beneath the window.</p>
<p>Now to signal Inky… Alex rummages around the ship, finding both a
signal flare gun and flares in the cargo hold, at least the pirates were
prepared for the worst. Taking aim away from the Balloon Sails, Alex
fires the flare up into the air creating a dazingly and bright signal in
the sky.</p>
</blockquote>
<p>You fire the zipline and the hemogoblin cheers adorably. The spear
pierces the stone right beneath the 7th floor window, and the hooks
extend and foam, cementing the line in place.</p>
<p>In a locker on the side of the ship you find a few signal flares. You
point them away from the balloons and fire into the sky. The flares
explode brilliantly and hang dazzling in the sky before slowly drifting
downward.</p>
<p>A pair of zephynos swim over, attracted by the brilliant sparkling
lights. They excitedly bat at the air with their hands and turn
somersaults. They pull at some clouds and squeeze them into dozens of
abstract forms inspired by the bursts. They toss them back and forth
playfully and soon the boulders are drifting around listlessly
overhead.</p>
<p>Below, almost all of the Cyberplasms have noticed by now that their
ship has been stolen. Several crowd into the hole in the wall and shout
and shake their fists at you.</p>
<p>You hear a low chirrup behind you and turn to see the hemogoblin
standing in the middle of the deck. Somehow in all the commotion it has
managed to get its tiny little hands on the ruby-hilted dagger. It grips
the hilt tightly in both hands and gazes in wide-eyed wonder at the gem,
utterly captivated, back turned to the fireworks. The hemogoblin and the
blade are absolutely dripping with rivers of blood. A decent sized pool
has already formed at its feet.</p>
<p>WHAT DO YOU DO</p>
<p><a
href="https://framalistes.org/sympa/arc/tildepals/2022-12/msg00257.html">www</a></p>
<h2 id="bestiary">Bestiary</h2>
<p>Some of the creatures who inhabit the world of Basmentaria</p>
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<h3 id="00044">00044</h3>
<blockquote>
<p>As Alex spots the sunspoke valve he grabs it and cranks it
up to the 2/3 mark. “Sorry little friend, we’re going to need
a little bit more juice”. The baloon lurches upwards as air
rushes in feeding the sunspoke, causing it to burn more
intensely. After setting the sunspoke ablaze and shouting back
to the balloon’s owner Alex takes account of his surroundings.
It’s during this time he spots the bloodied, moving blankets.
They seem to writhe, as though something beneath them is
injured.</p>
<p>Gripping the dagger firmly in one hand Alex grabs the
blankets from the corner of the balloon basket revealing
whatever lay beneath.</p>
</blockquote>
<p>The sunspoke stretches its little arms and wriggles its
little fingers. It sighs happily, luxuriating in the extra
fuel. It burns twice as bright, shooting a hot jet of bright
yellow flame up into the parachute. The sunspoke starts to
glow a molten red, and you start to rise faster.</p>
<p>As you rise up over the peak, you can finally spot the
Runesocesius. The grand hotel is draped over the top of the
mountain, clinging to it like a dragon resting on its
hoard.</p>
<p>The “cyberplasms” as Confidence called them have docked to
the side of a tower on the other side of the peak from you.
They have shot a large hole in the side of the tower, and you
can see them now starting to zipline into the building. A
thick plume of black smoke billows out of the side of the
tower, carrying pages and pages of loose paper into the air
with it. They rain down like snow. The tower must house an
extensive library.</p>
<p>You cautiously pull back a corner of the bloody blankets,
jeweled dagger raised and ready to strike. You reveal a small
bloody furry blob. You see two big round eyes, a short-snouted
face, and enormous pointed ears. It quickly looks away from
you, chirps pathetically, and trembles as it cowers in place.
You have found a frightened hemogoblin stowaway!</p>
<p>WHAT DO YOU DO</p>
<p><a
href="https://framalistes.org/sympa/arc/tildepals/2022-12/msg00219.html">www</a></p>
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<![CDATA[
<h3 id="00044">00044</h3>
<blockquote>
<p>As Alex spots the sunspoke valve he grabs it and cranks it
up to the 2/3 mark. “Sorry little friend, we’re going to need
a little bit more juice”. The baloon lurches upwards as air
rushes in feeding the sunspoke, causing it to burn more
intensely. After setting the sunspoke ablaze and shouting back
to the balloon’s owner Alex takes account of his surroundings.
It’s during this time he spots the bloodied, moving blankets.
They seem to writhe, as though something beneath them is
injured.</p>
<p>Gripping the dagger firmly in one hand Alex grabs the
blankets from the corner of the balloon basket revealing
whatever lay beneath.</p>
</blockquote>
<p>The sunspoke stretches its little arms and wriggles its
little fingers. It sighs happily, luxuriating in the extra
fuel. It burns twice as bright, shooting a hot jet of bright
yellow flame up into the parachute. The sunspoke starts to
glow a molten red, and you start to rise faster.</p>
<p>As you rise up over the peak, you can finally spot the
Runesocesius. The grand hotel is draped over the top of the
mountain, clinging to it like a dragon resting on its
hoard.</p>
<p>The “cyberplasms” as Confidence called them have docked to
the side of a tower on the other side of the peak from you.
They have shot a large hole in the side of the tower, and you
can see them now starting to zipline into the building. A
thick plume of black smoke billows out of the side of the
tower, carrying pages and pages of loose paper into the air
with it. They rain down like snow. The tower must house an
extensive library.</p>
<p>You cautiously pull back a corner of the bloody blankets,
jeweled dagger raised and ready to strike. You reveal a small
bloody furry blob. You see two big round eyes, a short-snouted
face, and enormous pointed ears. It quickly looks away from
you, chirps pathetically, and trembles as it cowers in place.
You have found a frightened hemogoblin stowaway!</p>
<p>WHAT DO YOU DO</p>
<p><a
href="https://framalistes.org/sympa/arc/tildepals/2022-12/msg00219.html">www</a></p>
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<author>dozens@tilde.team (dozens)</author>
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<author>dozens@tilde.team (dozens)</author>
<guid isPermaLink="false">50 - Sat, 31 Dec 2022 10:33:06
-0700</guid>
<pubDate>Sat, 31 Dec 2022 10:33:07 -0700</pubDate>
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<![CDATA[
<h3 id="00050">00050</h3>
<blockquote>
<p>Meta: I look forward to reading the A.I.’s play once it’s
written, we should go back and write the sequence of events
for this segment from their perspective in play form at some
point.</p>
<p>Alex gingerly takes the note from the owl and reads it
quickly. “I guess my S.T.A.G. got to Inky after all.” Eyeing
the tower and cutting up the windows, it looks like maybe I’d
get a shot in from the zip line. But it’s iffy.</p>
<p>Alex grabs the wheel and guides the balloonship slowly up a
few levels. From that vantage point it should only be 3-4
levels between the ship and I.</p>
<p>After getting the ship in place he grabs a zip line canon
and launches it at one of the windows on the 7th floor,
sinking the anchor firmly beneath the window.</p>
<p>Now to signal Inky… Alex rummages around the ship, finding
both a signal flare gun and flares in the cargo hold, at least
the pirates were prepared for the worst. Taking aim away from
the Balloon Sails, Alex fires the flare up into the air
creating a dazingly and bright signal in the sky.</p>
</blockquote>
<p>You fire the zipline and the hemogoblin cheers adorably.
The spear pierces the stone right beneath the 7th floor
window, and the hooks extend and foam, cementing the line in
place.</p>
<p>In a locker on the side of the ship you find a few signal
flares. You point them away from the balloons and fire into
the sky. The flares explode brilliantly and hang dazzling in
the sky before slowly drifting downward.</p>
<p>A pair of zephynos swim over, attracted by the brilliant
sparkling lights. They excitedly bat at the air with their
hands and turn somersaults. They pull at some clouds and
squeeze them into dozens of abstract forms inspired by the
bursts. They toss them back and forth playfully and soon the
boulders are drifting around listlessly overhead.</p>
<p>Below, almost all of the Cyberplasms have noticed by now
that their ship has been stolen. Several crowd into the hole
in the wall and shout and shake their fists at you.</p>
<p>You hear a low chirrup behind you and turn to see the
hemogoblin standing in the middle of the deck. Somehow in all
the commotion it has managed to get its tiny little hands on
the ruby-hilted dagger. It grips the hilt tightly in both
hands and gazes in wide-eyed wonder at the gem, utterly
captivated, back turned to the fireworks. The hemogoblin and
the blade are absolutely dripping with rivers of blood. A
decent sized pool has already formed at its feet.</p>
<p>WHAT DO YOU DO</p>
<p><a
href="https://framalistes.org/sympa/arc/tildepals/2022-12/msg00257.html">www</a></p>
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<author>dozens@tilde.team (dozens)</author>

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<li><a href="#00047" id="toc-00047">00047</a></li>
<li><a href="#00048" id="toc-00048">00048</a></li>
<li><a href="#00049" id="toc-00049">00049</a></li>
<li><a href="#00050" id="toc-00050">00050</a></li>
</ul></li>
<li><a href="#bestiary" id="toc-bestiary">Bestiary</a></li>
<li><a href="#geography" id="toc-geography">Geography</a></li>
@ -356,11 +357,11 @@ Runesocesius</a></li>
</ul>
</nav>
<h2 id="stats">Stats</h2>
<p>Total length: 53179 words / 227 minute read. (Mind you, that’s the
<p>Total length: 53623 words / 229 minute read. (Mind you, that’s the
length of this entire page, including all the extra bits and bobs. Not
just the story.)</p>
<p>There have been 173 messages posted over 170 days since the first
post on July 13, 2022 for a daily post rate of 1.01.</p>
<p>There have been 176 messages posted over 171 days since the first
post on July 13, 2022 for a daily post rate of 1.02.</p>
<h2 id="about">About</h2>
<p>This is a game that me and the kids in the basement are playing over
email.</p>
@ -5602,6 +5603,53 @@ lucky drone pilot that dared to chase its dreams.</p>
<p>WHAT DO YOU DO</p>
<p><a
href="https://framalistes.org/sympa/arc/tildepals/2022-12/msg00252.html">www</a></p>
<h3 id="00050">00050</h3>
<blockquote>
<p>Meta: I look forward to reading the A.I.’s play once it’s written, we
should go back and write the sequence of events for this segment from
their perspective in play form at some point.</p>
<p>Alex gingerly takes the note from the owl and reads it quickly. “I
guess my S.T.A.G. got to Inky after all.” Eyeing the tower and cutting
up the windows, it looks like maybe I’d get a shot in from the zip line.
But it’s iffy.</p>
<p>Alex grabs the wheel and guides the balloonship slowly up a few
levels. From that vantage point it should only be 3-4 levels between the
ship and I.</p>
<p>After getting the ship in place he grabs a zip line canon and
launches it at one of the windows on the 7th floor, sinking the anchor
firmly beneath the window.</p>
<p>Now to signal Inky… Alex rummages around the ship, finding both a
signal flare gun and flares in the cargo hold, at least the pirates were
prepared for the worst. Taking aim away from the Balloon Sails, Alex
fires the flare up into the air creating a dazingly and bright signal in
the sky.</p>
</blockquote>
<p>You fire the zipline and the hemogoblin cheers adorably. The spear
pierces the stone right beneath the 7th floor window, and the hooks
extend and foam, cementing the line in place.</p>
<p>In a locker on the side of the ship you find a few signal flares. You
point them away from the balloons and fire into the sky. The flares
explode brilliantly and hang dazzling in the sky before slowly drifting
downward.</p>
<p>A pair of zephynos swim over, attracted by the brilliant sparkling
lights. They excitedly bat at the air with their hands and turn
somersaults. They pull at some clouds and squeeze them into dozens of
abstract forms inspired by the bursts. They toss them back and forth
playfully and soon the boulders are drifting around listlessly
overhead.</p>
<p>Below, almost all of the Cyberplasms have noticed by now that their
ship has been stolen. Several crowd into the hole in the wall and shout
and shake their fists at you.</p>
<p>You hear a low chirrup behind you and turn to see the hemogoblin
standing in the middle of the deck. Somehow in all the commotion it has
managed to get its tiny little hands on the ruby-hilted dagger. It grips
the hilt tightly in both hands and gazes in wide-eyed wonder at the gem,
utterly captivated, back turned to the fireworks. The hemogoblin and the
blade are absolutely dripping with rivers of blood. A decent sized pool
has already formed at its feet.</p>
<p>WHAT DO YOU DO</p>
<p><a
href="https://framalistes.org/sympa/arc/tildepals/2022-12/msg00257.html">www</a></p>
<h2 id="bestiary">Bestiary</h2>
<p>Some of the creatures who inhabit the world of Basmentaria</p>
<dt>