Okay everyone, I didn't update yesterday because the power went out, and that means no internet. But since I was basically done with the update, I saved it and heeeeeere it is!
V4.5 Status (Green with black swirls):Name: Ature
Gender: M
Character type: Kuchitamatchi
Gen: 23
Job: Hmm, what could it possibly be?
V4.5 Status (Autumn leaves):
Name: Zobi
Gender: M
Character type: Kuribotchi
Gen: 4
Job: I wonder what sort of job a child would hold?
V6 Status (Blue bars):
Name: Cassidy
Gender: F
Character type: Chantotchi
Gen: 20
Band: Blizzard
Instrument: Saxophone
V6 Status (Glam Rock)
Name: Eriines
Gender: F
Character type: Mimitchi
Gen: 9
Band: Change
Instrument: Headphones
Cassidy: *on the phone* Ooh, that sounds nice, see ya there! Bye! *hangs up*
Ature: Who were you talking to?
Zobi: Was it Santa?
FKOD: Was it your dog?
Eriines: What the heck are you guys talking about?
Cassidy: I was talking to my boyfriend.
FKOD: Well that's hardly exciting.
Cassidy: Well, not for you. But I'll have you know that Ryo is very sweet, and I've known him since I was in music school.
Zobi: It would be cooler if you knew Santa though.
Ature: What is it with you and Santa?
Zobi: He is so cool. I want to work for him one day!
Eriines: Well, you would have to make yourself into an elf to do that. Santa isn't exactly going to help with the nation's unemployment issue.
Zobi: The nation's what?
Cassidy: Ignore her, she's depressing to be around.
Ature: Like a really sad puppy?
Cassidy: Like a really sad puppy that fires lasers at you when you try to cheer it up, yes.
Ature: That's a depressing thought. I'm all the more down in the dumps just by thinking about it.
Eriines: Stop comparing me to a puppy.
Zobi: Then stop metaphorically chewing on the metaphorical furniture.
Eriines: What's that supposed to mean?
FKOD: It means you ruined our metaphorical couch, and we need to metaphorically need to get another one.
Eriines: What?
Ature: You also metaphorically peed on our metaphorical floor.
Cassidy: Now we need to metaphorically clean it up.
Eriines: Stop saying that I'm some metaphorical puppy that does terrible metaphorical things.
FKOD: But you metaphorically stole my watch!
Zobi: And you metaphorically ate my homework!
Eriines: That's quite enough.
Cassidy: Not until you metaphorically redeem yourself.
Eriines: Do you punks want me to smack you around so hard that your skulls get dents in them?
FKOD: Try it. I got a rocket launcher that makes these huge, fiery explosions, another launcher that makes a huge electrical explosion, a shotgun that fires rockets, another shotgun that worlds splendidly in close range-- oh whoops too much Borderlands.
Cassidy: You had me worried there for a sec.
Eriines: So, since you aren't loaded with explosives, I suppose I can just go ahead and beat you silly now?
????: Stop right there, criminal!
Eriines: Who the heck are you?
????: Have you not heard of me? I am--
???????: Clef, stop being so silly.
Clef: Oh sorry. *ahem* I'm Clef Wholenote, the Unlimited Poet. You've probably heard of me. I hope.
Biritta: I'm Biritta, Clef's sister.
Syhin: I'm Syhin.
Metta: ...Metta.
Daneck: I'm Daneck, and I'm a stallion.
FKOD: A pony! :3
Daneck: I'm no pony! I'm a stallion! Look upon my stallioness!
Syhin: Don't hurt his pride too much.
Eriines: Yeah, that's my job. So what are you weirdos doing here?
Clef: Well, I heard your harassing people.
Eriines: Well yeah. That's not really a crime.
Clef: Also I heard you robbed a jewelry store.
Eriines: Really.
Clef: And you are a notorious jaywalker.
Eriines: Ah.
Biritta: Your awfully cute for a villain, though.
Eriines: Villain? Jeez, just because I ignore crosswalks doesn't mean I want to doom all of humanity.
Syhin: But there's still the whole jewelry store thing.
Eriines: I was ignoring that because it's not true. All my money comes from work.
Clef: What kind of job would get you millions of points though?
Eriines: Music.
Clef: Really? I play an instrument too and all I get is a little money and a bunch of shoes.
Cassidy: This is more professional stuff. We have bands, managers, that sort of thing.
Clef: Oh okay then.
FKOD: Okay Clef, how exactly did you get here? Your my character in my roguelike.
Clef: Idunno. I'm pretty confused about this whole Earth thing. So.... what's all this character business?
FKOD: Well, I selected your race, gender, class, title, and name and used you as an avatar to explore a world known as Irva.
Clef: So... when I lost my piano, that was YOUR fault?
FKOD: No, of course not! That was the kobold's fault. It killed you for your piano.
Biritta: Sure, that makes sense. Unless you take into account that kobolds can't even lift pianos and are aggressive by nature.
FKOD: It wasn't a perfect theory.
Ature: Wait. Clef is still alive.
FKOD: It's a roguelike that doesn't have permadeath.
Syhin: Which is a good thing.
Zobi: Hey guys, Eriines is gone.
Cassidy: Uh oh.
FKOD: Oh poo. She's a rebel, I'll tell ya.
Clef: Well. Hm. What should we do?
Ature: Cry?
Zobi: Assume the fetal position?
Cassidy: Guys! We can't mope around! My cousin or relative or whatever is crazy and we need to keep an eye on her!
Eriines: What are you guys talking about?
Ature: Oh. There she is.
Zobi: Where were you?
Eriines: I was getting a soda. Jeez.
Now for your regularly scheduled update.
Name: Ature
Gender: M
Character type: Kujakutchi
Gen: 23
Job: Still in preschool
V4.5 Status (Autumn leaves):
Name: Zobi
Gender: M
Character type: Kujakutchi
Gen: 4
Job: Waiting for a notice in the mail
V6 Status (Blue bars):
Name: Cassidy
Gender: F
Character type: Chantotchi
Gen: 20
Band: Blizzard
Instrument: Saxophone
V6 Status (Glam Rock)
Name: Eriines
Gender: F
Character type: Mimitchi
Gen: 9
Band: Change
Instrument: Headphones
FKOD: Bluh bluh power outages bluh.
Ature: Well at least it's back on.
Zobi: It was sssooooo boring though.
FKOD: Yup. Anyways, Cassidy is out on a date, and Daneck went out to look for Xoco, who apparently got left behind by accident (not like I forgot to include her in the log or anything, nope).
Clef: Speaking of Xoco and Daneck, there they are.
Daneck: Ah lemme tell you there are
things out there, man, things.
FKOD: Yeah?
Daneck: I think I saw some eldritch horrors.
Clef: So, is Shorty alright?
Xoco: Call me that again and I'll stab you. In fact, I might as well stab you now, since you left me too--
Biritta: Xoco, calm down.
Syhin: *punches Clef*
Clef: Owww, what was that for?
Syhin: Isn't it obvious? Jeez, your five years older than your sister and three years less mature.
Clef: Hey, that's harsh.
Xoco: Not as harsh as leaving me out there with the gnats and dogs. And calling me short.
Eriines: Well, compared to the other members of your team or group or whatever... just saying.
Ature: If it makes you feel any better, your taller than me and Zobi combined?
Zobi: What about you, me, and Eriines combined.
Ature: I think so, but I'd have to test it. Eriines, can we stand on your head for a minute?
Eriines: What do I look like, some kind of stool?
Daneck: Well, if you convince them that your like the other kind of stool, they might not want to stand on your head. If you catch my meaning.
Eriines: I caught your meaning and I wish I could throw it back at your face, you freak.
Biritta: Seriously, Daneck, that was not cool.
Daneck: Sorry.
Ature: Anyways, the point is that Xoco isn't super short.
Xoco: I appreciate your effort of not being a jerk, but that doesn't change the fact that I'm 19 years old and a little over four feet tall.
Eriines: Well, you bring a little balance to the group. Everyone else is freakishly tall.
Clef: Being 6.2 feet tall isn't freakish.
FKOD: But you tower over me in a brazen display of your height attribute.
Clef: Well... okay, anyways, we should discuss getting back to Irva.
Eriines: Try tapping your heels together a few times and say, "There's no place like home."
Clef: That's silly.
Ature: You don't if it'll work if you don't try.
Zobi: You gotta believe in yourself.
Clef: Yeah no.
FKOD: What do you remember around the time you got here?
Clef: Hm... well, I had been doing a few deliveries and escorts, and I figured I stop by my house to get some shut-eye. I had this really weird dream about a guy making a taco, and then when I woke up I was in this weird place. Like some kind of bridge.
FKOD: The dam?
Clef: Sure. Anyways, this little.... thing with tentacles comes up to me and starts telling me about some person being irresponsible about raising some tama-something and says we're all doomed and the thing robbed a grocery store--
Eriines: Dr. Blobagus. He's stupid and you shouldn't pay any attention to him.
Clef: Okay. So anyways, he asks us to go and do something about it, so we go onto this dusty road and Xoco got lost while trying to scout ahead, and we almost got run over by some big metal thing, and it was terrible.
Ature: Hm. Sounds like teleportitis.
Clef: But how could I get teleportitis? I'm not wearing anything that's cursed, nor do I have the ether disease.
Zobi: Maybe if you make the taco from your dream and eat it you'll go back.
Clef: Yeah... but the taco had things like pizza and a giant pancake and this weird cream stuff and eww.
Dr. Blobagus: I believe the only person who could build a trans-dimensional machine... would be Dorle.
FKOD: But we blew up him and everything he owned.
Dorle: Or did you?
--CLIFFHANGER TIME--
Syhin: Dang it, I hate cliffhangers.
Resorting to potty humor? Tsk tsk! I will not have that in my log.
