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title: 00050
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created: Sat, 31 Dec 2022 10:33:06 -0700
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updated: Sat, 31 Dec 2022 10:33:07 -0700
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syndicated: yes
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public: yes
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### 00050 {#00050}
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> Meta: I look forward to reading the A.I.'s play once it's written,
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> we should go back and write the sequence of events for this segment
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> from their perspective in play form at some point.
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>
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> Alex gingerly takes the note from the owl and reads it quickly. "I
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> guess my S.T.A.G. got to Inky after all." Eyeing the tower and
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> cutting up the windows, it looks like maybe I'd get a shot in from
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> the zip line. But it's iffy.
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>
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> Alex grabs the wheel and guides the balloonship slowly up a few
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> levels. From that vantage point it should only be 3-4 levels
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> between the ship and I.
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>
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> After getting the ship in place he grabs a zip line canon and
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> launches it at one of the windows on the 7th floor, sinking the
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> anchor firmly beneath the window.
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>
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> Now to signal Inky... Alex rummages around the ship, finding both a
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> signal flare gun and flares in the cargo hold, at least the pirates
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> were prepared for the worst. Taking aim away from the Balloon
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> Sails, Alex fires the flare up into the air creating a dazingly and
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> bright signal in the sky.
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You fire the zipline and the hemogoblin cheers adorably. The spear
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pierces the stone right beneath the 7th floor window, and the hooks
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extend and foam, cementing the line in place.
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In a locker on the side of the ship you find a few signal flares. You
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point them away from the balloons and fire into the sky. The flares
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explode brilliantly and hang dazzling in the sky before slowly
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drifting downward.
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A pair of zephynos swim over, attracted by the brilliant sparkling
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lights. They excitedly bat at the air with their hands and turn
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somersaults. They pull at some clouds and squeeze them into dozens of
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abstract forms inspired by the bursts. They toss them back and forth
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playfully and soon the boulders are drifting around listlessly
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overhead.
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Below, almost all of the Cyberplasms have noticed by now that their
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ship has been stolen. Several crowd into the hole in the wall and
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shout and shake their fists at you.
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You hear a low chirrup behind you and turn to see the hemogoblin
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standing in the middle of the deck. Somehow in all the commotion it
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has managed to get its tiny little hands on the ruby-hilted dagger.
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It grips the hilt tightly in both hands and gazes in wide-eyed wonder
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at the gem, utterly captivated, back turned to the fireworks. The
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hemogoblin and the blade are absolutely dripping with rivers of
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blood. A decent sized pool has already formed at its feet.
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WHAT DO YOU DO
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[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>
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<li><a href="#00047" id="toc-00047">00047</a></li>
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<li><a href="#00048" id="toc-00048">00048</a></li>
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<li><a href="#00048" id="toc-00048">00048</a></li>
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<li><a href="#00049" id="toc-00049">00049</a></li>
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<li><a href="#00049" id="toc-00049">00049</a></li>
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<li><a href="#00050" id="toc-00050">00050</a></li>
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</ul></li>
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</ul></li>
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<li><a href="#bestiary" id="toc-bestiary">Bestiary</a></li>
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<li><a href="#bestiary" id="toc-bestiary">Bestiary</a></li>
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<li><a href="#geography" id="toc-geography">Geography</a></li>
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<li><a href="#geography" id="toc-geography">Geography</a></li>
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<h2 id="stats">Stats</h2>
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<h2 id="stats">Stats</h2>
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<p>Total length: 53179 words / 227 minute read. (Mind you, that’s the
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<p>Total length: 53623 words / 229 minute read. (Mind you, that’s the
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length of this entire page, including all the extra bits and bobs. Not
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length of this entire page, including all the extra bits and bobs. Not
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just the story.)</p>
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just the story.)</p>
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<p>There have been 173 messages posted over 170 days since the first
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<p>There have been 176 messages posted over 171 days since the first
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post on July 13, 2022 for a daily post rate of 1.01.</p>
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post on July 13, 2022 for a daily post rate of 1.02.</p>
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<h2 id="about">About</h2>
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<h2 id="about">About</h2>
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<p>This is a game that me and the kids in the basement are playing over
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<p>This is a game that me and the kids in the basement are playing over
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email.</p>
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email.</p>
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@ -5599,6 +5600,53 @@ lucky drone pilot that dared to chase its dreams.</p>
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<p>WHAT DO YOU DO</p>
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<p>WHAT DO YOU DO</p>
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<p><a
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<p><a
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href="https://framalistes.org/sympa/arc/tildepals/2022-12/msg00252.html">www</a></p>
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href="https://framalistes.org/sympa/arc/tildepals/2022-12/msg00252.html">www</a></p>
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<h3 id="00050">00050</h3>
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<blockquote>
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<p>Meta: I look forward to reading the A.I.’s play once it’s written, we
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should go back and write the sequence of events for this segment from
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their perspective in play form at some point.</p>
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<p>Alex gingerly takes the note from the owl and reads it quickly. “I
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guess my S.T.A.G. got to Inky after all.” Eyeing the tower and cutting
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up the windows, it looks like maybe I’d get a shot in from the zip line.
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But it’s iffy.</p>
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<p>Alex grabs the wheel and guides the balloonship slowly up a few
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levels. From that vantage point it should only be 3-4 levels between the
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ship and I.</p>
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<p>After getting the ship in place he grabs a zip line canon and
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launches it at one of the windows on the 7th floor, sinking the anchor
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firmly beneath the window.</p>
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<p>Now to signal Inky… Alex rummages around the ship, finding both a
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signal flare gun and flares in the cargo hold, at least the pirates were
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prepared for the worst. Taking aim away from the Balloon Sails, Alex
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fires the flare up into the air creating a dazingly and bright signal in
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the sky.</p>
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</blockquote>
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<p>You fire the zipline and the hemogoblin cheers adorably. The spear
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pierces the stone right beneath the 7th floor window, and the hooks
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extend and foam, cementing the line in place.</p>
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<p>In a locker on the side of the ship you find a few signal flares. You
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point them away from the balloons and fire into the sky. The flares
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explode brilliantly and hang dazzling in the sky before slowly drifting
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downward.</p>
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<p>A pair of zephynos swim over, attracted by the brilliant sparkling
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lights. They excitedly bat at the air with their hands and turn
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somersaults. They pull at some clouds and squeeze them into dozens of
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abstract forms inspired by the bursts. They toss them back and forth
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playfully and soon the boulders are drifting around listlessly
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overhead.</p>
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<p>Below, almost all of the Cyberplasms have noticed by now that their
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ship has been stolen. Several crowd into the hole in the wall and shout
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and shake their fists at you.</p>
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<p>You hear a low chirrup behind you and turn to see the hemogoblin
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standing in the middle of the deck. Somehow in all the commotion it has
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managed to get its tiny little hands on the ruby-hilted dagger. It grips
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the hilt tightly in both hands and gazes in wide-eyed wonder at the gem,
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utterly captivated, back turned to the fireworks. The hemogoblin and the
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blade are absolutely dripping with rivers of blood. A decent sized pool
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has already formed at its feet.</p>
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<p>WHAT DO YOU DO</p>
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<p><a
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href="https://framalistes.org/sympa/arc/tildepals/2022-12/msg00257.html">www</a></p>
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<h2 id="bestiary">Bestiary</h2>
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<h2 id="bestiary">Bestiary</h2>
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<p>Some of the creatures who inhabit the world of Basmentaria</p>
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<p>Some of the creatures who inhabit the world of Basmentaria</p>
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jeweled dagger raised and ready to strike. You reveal a small
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<p>As Alex spots the sunspoke valve he grabs it and cranks it
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up to the 2/3 mark. “Sorry little friend, we’re going to need
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a little bit more juice”. The baloon lurches upwards as air
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rushes in feeding the sunspoke, causing it to burn more
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intensely. After setting the sunspoke ablaze and shouting back
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to the balloon’s owner Alex takes account of his surroundings.
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It’s during this time he spots the bloodied, moving blankets.
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They seem to writhe, as though something beneath them is
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injured.</p>
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<p>Gripping the dagger firmly in one hand Alex grabs the
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whatever lay beneath.</p>
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<p>The sunspoke stretches its little arms and wriggles its
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little fingers. It sighs happily, luxuriating in the extra
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fuel. It burns twice as bright, shooting a hot jet of bright
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yellow flame up into the parachute. The sunspoke starts to
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glow a molten red, and you start to rise faster.</p>
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<p>As you rise up over the peak, you can finally spot the
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Runesocesius. The grand hotel is draped over the top of the
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mountain, clinging to it like a dragon resting on its
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hoard.</p>
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<p>The “cyberplasms” as Confidence called them have docked to
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the side of a tower on the other side of the peak from you.
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They have shot a large hole in the side of the tower, and you
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can see them now starting to zipline into the building. A
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thick plume of black smoke billows out of the side of the
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tower, carrying pages and pages of loose paper into the air
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with it. They rain down like snow. The tower must house an
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extensive library.</p>
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<p>You cautiously pull back a corner of the bloody blankets,
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jeweled dagger raised and ready to strike. You reveal a small
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bloody furry blob. You see two big round eyes, a short-snouted
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face, and enormous pointed ears. It quickly looks away from
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you, chirps pathetically, and trembles as it cowers in place.
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You have found a frightened hemogoblin stowaway!</p>
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<blockquote>
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<p>Meta: I look forward to reading the A.I.’s play once it’s
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written, we should go back and write the sequence of events
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for this segment from their perspective in play form at some
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point.</p>
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<p>Alex gingerly takes the note from the owl and reads it
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quickly. “I guess my S.T.A.G. got to Inky after all.” Eyeing
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the tower and cutting up the windows, it looks like maybe I’d
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get a shot in from the zip line. But it’s iffy.</p>
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<p>Alex grabs the wheel and guides the balloonship slowly up a
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few levels. From that vantage point it should only be 3-4
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levels between the ship and I.</p>
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<p>After getting the ship in place he grabs a zip line canon
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and launches it at one of the windows on the 7th floor,
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sinking the anchor firmly beneath the window.</p>
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<p>Now to signal Inky… Alex rummages around the ship, finding
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both a signal flare gun and flares in the cargo hold, at least
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the pirates were prepared for the worst. Taking aim away from
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the Balloon Sails, Alex fires the flare up into the air
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creating a dazingly and bright signal in the sky.</p>
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</blockquote>
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<p>You fire the zipline and the hemogoblin cheers adorably.
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The spear pierces the stone right beneath the 7th floor
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window, and the hooks extend and foam, cementing the line in
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place.</p>
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flares. You point them away from the balloons and fire into
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the sky. The flares explode brilliantly and hang dazzling in
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the sky before slowly drifting downward.</p>
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sparkling lights. They excitedly bat at the air with their
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hands and turn somersaults. They pull at some clouds and
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squeeze them into dozens of abstract forms inspired by the
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bursts. They toss them back and forth playfully and soon the
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boulders are drifting around listlessly overhead.</p>
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<p>Below, almost all of the Cyberplasms have noticed by now
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that their ship has been stolen. Several crowd into the hole
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in the wall and shout and shake their fists at you.</p>
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<p>You hear a low chirrup behind you and turn to see the
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hemogoblin standing in the middle of the deck. Somehow in all
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the commotion it has managed to get its tiny little hands on
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the ruby-hilted dagger. It grips the hilt tightly in both
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hands and gazes in wide-eyed wonder at the gem, utterly
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captivated, back turned to the fireworks. The hemogoblin and
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the blade are absolutely dripping with rivers of blood. A
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decent sized pool has already formed at its feet.</p>
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<li><a href="#00047" id="toc-00047">00047</a></li>
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<li><a href="#00047" id="toc-00047">00047</a></li>
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<li><a href="#00048" id="toc-00048">00048</a></li>
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<li><a href="#00048" id="toc-00048">00048</a></li>
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<li><a href="#00049" id="toc-00049">00049</a></li>
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<li><a href="#bestiary" id="toc-bestiary">Bestiary</a></li>
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<li><a href="#geography" id="toc-geography">Geography</a></li>
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<h2 id="stats">Stats</h2>
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<p>Total length: 53179 words / 227 minute read. (Mind you, that’s the
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<p>Total length: 53623 words / 229 minute read. (Mind you, that’s the
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length of this entire page, including all the extra bits and bobs. Not
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length of this entire page, including all the extra bits and bobs. Not
|
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just the story.)</p>
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just the story.)</p>
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<p>There have been 173 messages posted over 170 days since the first
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<p>There have been 176 messages posted over 171 days since the first
|
||||||
post on July 13, 2022 for a daily post rate of 1.01.</p>
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post on July 13, 2022 for a daily post rate of 1.02.</p>
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<h2 id="about">About</h2>
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<h2 id="about">About</h2>
|
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<p>This is a game that me and the kids in the basement are playing over
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<p>This is a game that me and the kids in the basement are playing over
|
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email.</p>
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email.</p>
|
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@ -5602,6 +5603,53 @@ lucky drone pilot that dared to chase its dreams.</p>
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<p>WHAT DO YOU DO</p>
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<p>WHAT DO YOU DO</p>
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<p><a
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<p><a
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href="https://framalistes.org/sympa/arc/tildepals/2022-12/msg00252.html">www</a></p>
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href="https://framalistes.org/sympa/arc/tildepals/2022-12/msg00252.html">www</a></p>
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<h3 id="00050">00050</h3>
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<blockquote>
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<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
|
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their perspective in play form at some point.</p>
|
||||||
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<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>
|
<h2 id="bestiary">Bestiary</h2>
|
||||||
<p>Some of the creatures who inhabit the world of Basmentaria</p>
|
<p>Some of the creatures who inhabit the world of Basmentaria</p>
|
||||||
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|
<dt>
|
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|
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|
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