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RICARDO
< LOOAW theme song >
< LOOAW theme song >
I smile as the oceanic breeze hits me in the face through the open window.
"Now, this is more like it," I say, turning around to face Watson again.
"Young master, your mother is feeling unwell-"
"Then, go give her a drink or something! I don't have time for people now, I have a game to play!" I spit, making the servant nervously backing out from the room and closing the door behind him.
LEGOFOOTSPRITE doesn't seem to mind his master being a douche. When it seems like I'm done bashing my underling, he simply floats up to me in his very boring and eerie way. "There are some things you should know. One) please don't die yet. Two) there will be enemies. Lots of them. Therefore, you will need to A) get a weapon and allocate it as your STRIFE SPECIBUS. B) hurry up. And 3) there is a story I am programmed to tell you but let's skip the yada yada and get to the parts that matter."
"You, what?" I ask, blinking. "Huh, alright. Seems you know a thing or two that can be useful. I'll let you hang around. Literally, I guess. So, enemies? Like those Vieve faced?"
"Indeed. Only even stronger. They have now been prototyped with me as well. Meaning pieces of lego put together to look like a dinosaur. How the hell that would make something stronger is beyond me, but..."
"Cut it out!" I yell, really annoyed with the creature. "You can tell your story later, just tell me what I'm supposed to do now. Oh, wait. I think Vieve wanted something, didn't she?"
I wave him away and go to my computer. Geez. You're not even going to bother correcting her Spanish this time.
PS: CAYETE TU BOCA ES STUPIDIO
PS: Just give me the goddamn Punch Designx, it's none of your business why I need it.
PS: SEND IT IMMEDIATELY
PS: And you're damn right you weren't thinking straight or thinking at all!
BE: Alright, calm down.
BE: I'll place it down outdoors, next to the others.
BE: There, see? Happy?
BE: Sorry again, Vieve... I really mean it. I'll make it up to you somehow!
PS: Just give me the goddamn Punch Designx, it's none of your business why I need it.
PS: SEND IT IMMEDIATELY
PS: And you're damn right you weren't thinking straight or thinking at all!
BE: Alright, calm down.
BE: I'll place it down outdoors, next to the others.
BE: There, see? Happy?
BE: Sorry again, Vieve... I really mean it. I'll make it up to you somehow!
I'm not sure how much I really mean it. If her brother had been of evil intent, she would be thanking me now. Huh, ungrateful people. I did place down that new machine next to the others outside of her house, though. What would it do? Punch designix... Using my talented brain to conclude possibilities, I decided that it's something that can create new PUNCHED CARDS, like the one we used to get into the MEDIUM in the first place. But what cards would we use? Those from our SYLLADEX? Seems like a waste of cards, unless something really sweet would be created from them. I groan as I suddenly realize that LEGOFOOTSPRITE has been peeking over my shoulder for a while.
"What!"
"There's an IMP climbing into your window at the moment, thought you should know," he says indifferently.
My eyes race to the window just in time to see a peculiar figure jump down on my floor.
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That... has got to be the ugliest thing I've ever seen. Second only to LEGOFOOTSPRITE, perhaps. So, weapon? I look around. I haven't really given a thought as to what I should do battle with in this game. If it really is a game, even. The IMP giggles and closes in on me, its long neck swinging in an even more ugly fashion, while its fists seem ready to strike. I actually feel nervous, especially when it suddenly lounges forward. I have nothing to protect myself with!
Except for LEGOFOOTSPRITE. He suddenly throws himself in between us, sending some kind of spray of Lego bricks at the IMP, making it fall back and groan.
"Whoa, Legospraykind?" I say, standing up straight again, trying to look unbothered.
"I suggest you grab a weapon before that second IMP enters the room... Too late," LEGOFOOTSPRITE says, still just as gloomy, right as another identical IMP climbs in and hisses at me. Wait, this isn't totally identical. It's got... whiskers? And strange nipples erected under its clothing. Ugh. I take back whatever I said about ugliness before. Things can get worse, apparently!
I look around, determined to try and stand calm as I back off slowly. The first IMP comes back up on its feet and teams up with the other one. LEGOFOOTSPRITE floats away, apparently thinking he has done his part of this battle now. Illoyal bastard! Anyways, I find something at last. Laying on a shelf behind me is one of my trusty POLO MALLETS. I used it for playing horse polo, but now it simply has to be put to different use. I grab it and remembering how Vieve had done with her pendants, I simoultaneously grab the green one there. It detaches and forms a sort of wallet in my hand.
The IMPS are hissing and starts running at me. "Just save me ONE MORE TIME!" I shout at LEGOFOOTSPRITE as I start running as well. My room is huge enough for this merry chase being possible. The sprite sighs but raises its thick arm again, releasing another spray of Lego bricks at the second IMP. It falls, buried in Lego, and the first one merely glances over its shoulder at its ally before it continues running after me along the walls of my room.
Meanwhile, I have successfully inserted the POLO MALLET into the STRIFE SPECIBUS. A word shows up on the front of the wallet: MALLETKIND. Well, that'll do, I think. I'm not sure how to get it out again from the green card, but as the IMP screams and grabs my leg, making me fall over, a huge wave of urgency must be coming over me, because suddenly as I grasp for the card, I get the POLO MALLET materialized in my hand instead.
I swing down somewhere beside my leg and can feel it hit the IMP's head. The IMP releases my leg and groans, but in just a split second later, it lashes out and hits my foot hard with its big fist. I let out a quick yell of pain and let anger fuel me as I slam the POLO MALLET down on the IMP again. This time, it's enough. Instead of stopping, the mallet goes straight through my enemy as it explodes into several pieces of brightly colored... gems? Panting, I get back up on my feet. My foot hurts so I can't put much weight on it. Stupid IMP! I try to kick one of the gems on the floor, but it disappears on touch. Huh? Maybe this was that GRIST that I needed to collect. For whatever reason. For building, right?
"Excuse me," LEGOFOOTSPRITE's voice comes and I turn my head just in time to see the other IMP jump at me. It lands on my chest and scratches my skin before I can swing the mallet at it. Groaning, I roll backwards and throw the IMP off. It too rolls on the floor and jumps up, its long neck swaying menacingly.
"You want to die? Is that it?" I shout at it. "Come and get me then!"
And the IMP comes in and I swing my POLO MALLET. This is not hard. Battling these IMPS is not hard at all. I hit, relatively easily, and as the IMP tries to get back up and bit my legs or something, I keep swinging until I get another hit. The POLO MALLET is not a heavy weapon, and therefore I'm quick enough to hit this little bastard, I guess. And having practiced horse polo with this particular mallet for quite some time, I'm not completely bad when it comes to hitting tinier things than IMPS anyways. Soon, this one too explodes into pieces of GRIST, which I now pick up in a calmer fashion.
When I finally sigh and stand up, LEGOFOOTSPRITE looks at me with his boring eyes.
"Good," he actually says. I just snort at him. "Now I'm going to tell you that story.
"Basically. You are a NOBLE who was exiled from your Land, LOOAW. Because you're no longer a noble, you're not allowed to take part in the great battle that is staged between darkness and light in a somethingplace called SKAIA. The prick that exiled you is called a DENIZEN, which is an ugly demonlord of sorts. Now that you have returned, it has woken up and will be sending enemies your way. IMPS and whatnot. So basically. You have to reclaim your land by getting to know the population, also called your CONSORTS, and do some quests to heal the land from corruption. And eventually face your DENIZEN. And after that... wait, I think I actually have to breathe now."
He then actually breathes, while I try to get a grasp of what he's really said. There's a place called SKAIA. I get that much, but not what it is, really. And this is LOOAW...
"So me and Vieve and the others are in different countries on some other world and we have to find the country called SKAIA and battle there?"
"You didn't listen at all. I should have foreseen that."
"No, I did listen. For a while. I already know I'm noble, and that's why you shouldn't be so condescending towards me!" He really should learn his place. He's just a ghost or something, right? "And I've got consorts of sorts already, too. Seen my servants? So that Denizen can just shut his gob and leave MY country already. What does LOOAW stand for anyways?"
"Land of Ocean and Will. As for your already-consorts, I believe they are planning to desert you as we speak. Your mother is of higher rank than you in their eyes, and she is mobilizing them right now."
"What? ****!"
I throw the mallet down in displeasure, but then pick it up again and put it back into the STRIFE DECK. Then, my computer pinges. Someone is pestering me. I guess I'd better stay in touch with the others, if they are in the same place as I am now. Or in other lands, I guess.
- bemyValentine [BV] started pestering babelsEngineer [BE] --
BV: Bonjour/Hola/Hello
BV: My my, your a freaking linguist
BV: But uh yeah dude, sorry about that remark on the memo.
BV: I just want to check in with you and make sure your all good.
BV: Apparently were in a f*cking endless loop of imps here, or at least I am
BV: So keep your head up and ears open, I may need help later or i might find something for you
BV: Oh wait, what kind of weapon did you get i bet its sweet
BE: Hi bro.
BE: I just slaughtered some creatures, imps apparently.
BE: So I know what you mean.
BE: Haven't seen more of them yet though...
BE: It also seems my mother is mobilizing my servants against me or something.
BE: Can you believe that?!
BE: But I'll handle it, of course.
BE: I allocated malletkind to my strife specibus by the way. It's sweet, of course. What did you pick?
BE: I think I should talk to Candice, by the way. I just deployed something called punch designix for Vieve, it seemed to be urgent. So I guess I'll need it soon as well, and maybe you too?
BV: Bonjour/Hola/Hello
BV: My my, your a freaking linguist
BV: But uh yeah dude, sorry about that remark on the memo.
BV: I just want to check in with you and make sure your all good.
BV: Apparently were in a f*cking endless loop of imps here, or at least I am
BV: So keep your head up and ears open, I may need help later or i might find something for you
BV: Oh wait, what kind of weapon did you get i bet its sweet
BE: Hi bro.
BE: I just slaughtered some creatures, imps apparently.
BE: So I know what you mean.
BE: Haven't seen more of them yet though...
BE: It also seems my mother is mobilizing my servants against me or something.
BE: Can you believe that?!
BE: But I'll handle it, of course.
BE: I allocated malletkind to my strife specibus by the way. It's sweet, of course. What did you pick?
BE: I think I should talk to Candice, by the way. I just deployed something called punch designix for Vieve, it seemed to be urgent. So I guess I'll need it soon as well, and maybe you too?
I lean back in my chair as LEGOFOOTSPRITE just randomly floats about my room and a clock ticks somewhere. It's awfully quiet, only the waves from the ocean sounding from outside the window. I hear some screams and yelling from down the hall, on the other side of my door. Maybe they have encountered IMPS as well? I briefly wonder what happened to my father, brother and sister. Are they still on Earth? How many more meteors struck Earth after I left? Because one thing is for sure, this is not Earth. Things like these just don't happen there.
-- babelsEngineer [BE] began pestering archaicMiracle [AM] --
BE: So
BE: I'm inside the Medium now. Some kind of water world. Quite nice, actually, from what I've seen! Palms and cliffs and beaches and ocean. I've just looked out my window, though.
BE: Imps came in and wrought havoc. But I beat them.
BE: How are you holding up?
BE: I can't see you, you know. I can only stalk Vieve, hehe
BE: Not that I'm doing that, of course :/
BE: But hey. I think I need something called a punch designix. Think you could deploy that?
BE: So
BE: I'm inside the Medium now. Some kind of water world. Quite nice, actually, from what I've seen! Palms and cliffs and beaches and ocean. I've just looked out my window, though.
BE: Imps came in and wrought havoc. But I beat them.
BE: How are you holding up?
BE: I can't see you, you know. I can only stalk Vieve, hehe
BE: Not that I'm doing that, of course :/
BE: But hey. I think I need something called a punch designix. Think you could deploy that?
I decide not to ponder the whereabouts and conditions of the rest of my family, and focus on culling my mother for the time being. And maybe have a look at that ocean. You never know, there might be pirates here who are willing to recruit. It's not like that would surprise me, anymore.
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