Josie: BEHOLD! The CHAINKIND!
Forged in the isolated mines of Zillyhau, the mysterious CHAINKIND makes its debut, golden pieces of jewelry reinforced with the elusive -OHSOSHINY!!!1- powers, lighter in weight, prettier to the eye. Their capacity to shine is one that has left people blind in the legends of old. It is the kind of weapon only a true damsel can possess, and one they must wield with pride. For it is a female's best friend. THE CHAINKIND ENTERS!
Forged in the isolated mines of Zillyhau, the mysterious CHAINKIND makes its debut, golden pieces of jewelry reinforced with the elusive -OHSOSHINY!!!1- powers, lighter in weight, prettier to the eye. Their capacity to shine is one that has left people blind in the legends of old. It is the kind of weapon only a true damsel can possess, and one they must wield with pride. For it is a female's best friend. THE CHAINKIND ENTERS!
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CHAINKIND
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A beautiful symphony of death and destruction has been playing in the air for quite a while. A female figure of golden hair and big, round eyes the color of honey is standing from a balcony, white, beautiful console brackets that are joined by a series of plinths and balustrades of an equally shining shade. Her hands getting a solid grasp of the later as she processes what's going on. Meteors falling, cities burning, and then that game...
What does it mean? Is the world really coming to an end? Why now, and not 2012, that would've been so predictable, but this? There's no way one had foretold that outer space would spit on Earth's mouth until it is reduced to nothing!
And then that game... it said it had to connect to someone, SA, was it? But she's not a person with friends, so why just ask her to play with a total stranger?
A piece of ash is seen flying around, landing in her shoulder. Warm, yet not burning, and rather comforting as it embraces her shoulder. She wipes it away before it causes a burn, and turns a round, a look of decision on her face. If this is the last day of her life, then she must do something she hasn't done before...
Do the laundry.
Oh, and also play that game.
With a fluttery noise and bouncing step, this girl and her dress, which makes her look like a mix between a maid and a Salem witch, and a hat that might as well just hide the look she's looking for, huge ribbons of all shapes and colors scattered around, make their way across a beautifully decorated living room, paints and statues and white walls and spinning chairs and whatnot, barely skimming thru the furniture of her home, until she reaches a couch, where a laptop with a Pesterchum window and a SBURB screen await to be utilized.
Scrolling across a list with three machines, and then gliding across a really fancy castle, she begins to ponder where to place this phernalia. The garden seems like a nice place, and then again, this girl won't probably have time to run all the way to her garden just to play with a machine. Assuming this was even real, it's obviously some really real NPC interaction via a chat client and... shut up. There ain't no way this is real, in fact, it's so not real that she can just do this:
That's right, she just did it, she stuck the Alchemiter in the garden, from a nice place where it will take a very, very long run to jiust get over there, or so she thinks, yes, she's sure of it. DON'T QUESTION HER SUDDEN CHANGES OF MOOD!!!1
BAM! Goes the TOTAL LATHE, TOTES LATHE or whatever as it strikes the concrete of the castle's hallways, next to a semi opened door with the a creepy woman face inside it. Yes, she's sure it's a creepy woman face, no, she doesn't know the fancy term for it. No, she's not american, can I continue her narration, please? Thank you.
And finally, the CRUXTRUDERIZER or something. She decides to make this NPC a favor and place it next to her bedroom, because it's obviously a very important device, don't you see, anyone could see it's important shape, and possible contents full of importantness. It's so obvious.
And then she finally sat nicely, and by that I mean she laid all across the couch, patiently awaiting the obvious nPCs repl;y, with nothing in the world being able to distra--- Oh, look, a fly!
What does it mean? Is the world really coming to an end? Why now, and not 2012, that would've been so predictable, but this? There's no way one had foretold that outer space would spit on Earth's mouth until it is reduced to nothing!
And then that game... it said it had to connect to someone, SA, was it? But she's not a person with friends, so why just ask her to play with a total stranger?
A piece of ash is seen flying around, landing in her shoulder. Warm, yet not burning, and rather comforting as it embraces her shoulder. She wipes it away before it causes a burn, and turns a round, a look of decision on her face. If this is the last day of her life, then she must do something she hasn't done before...
Do the laundry.
Oh, and also play that game.
With a fluttery noise and bouncing step, this girl and her dress, which makes her look like a mix between a maid and a Salem witch, and a hat that might as well just hide the look she's looking for, huge ribbons of all shapes and colors scattered around, make their way across a beautifully decorated living room, paints and statues and white walls and spinning chairs and whatnot, barely skimming thru the furniture of her home, until she reaches a couch, where a laptop with a Pesterchum window and a SBURB screen await to be utilized.
quantumQuack [QQ] began pestering sublimeArrhytmia[SA]
QQ: Hey stranger, I want to play a game.
QQ: Huehuehue
QQ: Actually no, I'm not a stalker serial killer sorta whatever thingy
QQ: Unless you're a hot guy
QQ: Or know a very, very hot guy who's single
QQ: Or in a relationship
QQ: Married even, haha!
QQ: ...
QQ: So yeah, I'm a apparently supposed to play this SUBURBZ game with you
QQ: Or something
QQ: And I guess I have to invade your house with weird machines so that you do...
QQ: Machine thingies?
QQ: Is there even a rule book for all this?!
QQ: Anyways, lemme see... where to deploy potentially destructive objects...
QQ: Hmm...
QQ: Hey stranger, I want to play a game.
QQ: Huehuehue
QQ: Actually no, I'm not a stalker serial killer sorta whatever thingy
QQ: Unless you're a hot guy
QQ: Or know a very, very hot guy who's single
QQ: Or in a relationship
QQ: Married even, haha!
QQ: ...
QQ: So yeah, I'm a apparently supposed to play this SUBURBZ game with you
QQ: Or something
QQ: And I guess I have to invade your house with weird machines so that you do...
QQ: Machine thingies?
QQ: Is there even a rule book for all this?!
QQ: Anyways, lemme see... where to deploy potentially destructive objects...
QQ: Hmm...
Scrolling across a list with three machines, and then gliding across a really fancy castle, she begins to ponder where to place this phernalia. The garden seems like a nice place, and then again, this girl won't probably have time to run all the way to her garden just to play with a machine. Assuming this was even real, it's obviously some really real NPC interaction via a chat client and... shut up. There ain't no way this is real, in fact, it's so not real that she can just do this:
QQ: I hope you like that garden of yours
QQ: I placed an ALCHEMITER or whatever over there
QQ: I placed an ALCHEMITER or whatever over there
That's right, she just did it, she stuck the Alchemiter in the garden, from a nice place where it will take a very, very long run to jiust get over there, or so she thinks, yes, she's sure of it. DON'T QUESTION HER SUDDEN CHANGES OF MOOD!!!1
BAM! Goes the TOTAL LATHE, TOTES LATHE or whatever as it strikes the concrete of the castle's hallways, next to a semi opened door with the a creepy woman face inside it. Yes, she's sure it's a creepy woman face, no, she doesn't know the fancy term for it. No, she's not american, can I continue her narration, please? Thank you.
And finally, the CRUXTRUDERIZER or something. She decides to make this NPC a favor and place it next to her bedroom, because it's obviously a very important device, don't you see, anyone could see it's important shape, and possible contents full of importantness. It's so obvious.
QQ: And there's also some LATHE maker in a hallway next to a creepy woman face
QQ: And a very important device that looks important next to your bedroom
QQ: I like your hair :3
QQ: And a very important device that looks important next to your bedroom
QQ: I like your hair :3
And then she finally sat nicely, and by that I mean she laid all across the couch, patiently awaiting the obvious nPCs repl;y, with nothing in the world being able to distra--- Oh, look, a fly!
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