HOMESTUCK RP

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You are a young boy with blonde hair. You're sitting in your room, fiddling with your rock collection. What is this young mans name?

BIGBUTT BUTTERNUBS.

Oh no, who would even have a name like that? Try again.

TYLER BATES.

Much better. Your name is Tyler Bates. You've lived in this room for most of your life now. You recently received your own copy of SBURB OMEGA and decided to play it with a few of your friends. You log onto PesterChum to see if any of them are online. It seems that creativeCrafter and shamblingGambler are online. You decide to talk to CC and see if she can talk.

Show PesterChum:

(I suppose. If you want.)

STRIIIIFIFFFEEEEEEEEEEE!

You attempt to distract Tyler's sister some more, and fail miserably. Hopefully the snow will be enough of a shock to prevent her from strif-apparently not. In any other situation, you would have marveled at the badassery of this lady, but you're kinda starting to run short on time! It sure is a relief that your uncle is more into writing than weaponry, even if all his novels are boring and realistic...

In an attempt to make some progress, you try to stick the punched card into the totem lathe. Unfortunately, the cursor is unable to handle the card gently enough to insert it, rendering your attempt useless. You guess you can only hope for the snow storm to break up the sibling Strife and chase them back inside...

Recently, in the past...

Well well well! Who is this dashing young fellow? Haha, just kidding. No time for flattery. There's shenanigans to be done. Like, some first world shenanigans. Next level in fact. But this strapping guy is gonna need a strapping name.

SISSYLAD MCWEIRDIE

Just try it again. Seriously. See what happens. Hint: It's gonna end in tears.

WINSTON CADWELL

Yeah. That's right. As you were saying, shenanigans. Lets get on with it. Or at least you were, until your lil' bro just came running down the stairs. Probably getting his little kiddie after school snack. Doesn't seem like he has found your surprise yet. Oh, but sooner or later he will. And it shall be glorious. Besides that, you get knee deep in shenanigans. You continue to work on your little robotic project. You've always had this affinity for robotics. You've made a couple in your time, or at least two proper robots. But, this one is going to be the best one yet. You can just feel the victory in the air. You tinker away at the gears, wires, and circuitry in the bot.

STRRRRRRRRIIIIIIIIIFFFFFFFFFFEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!

You look back to your laptop and answer your chums.

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You are about to look outside when anyother chum pesters you.

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You look around your windows. As a matter of fact, you are the whatever-its-called to Lyra.

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You eject your captchalogue deck and set glasses and then put all your lemonade back in, one in one side of the glasses. Then you put your laptop in the empty lens and check out the work Willhelm did. You decide to watch him work.

The Strife has ended. Your sister kicked your butt. Brutally.

In any other situation, you would have felt bad for Tyler's embarassing loss, but now you're just glad his sister handed his butt over to him as quickly as she did. The snow is falling more heavily than ever, and the timer keeps counting down to...something. As you'd rather not know what that something is, you hurry up and reopen pesterchum.

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Having warned your client player, you figure you could check on your probable server player while you're at it.

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You do as Mary asks, and pull the Minifridge out to the backyard platform. It costs some build grist, leaving you with half of your maximum amount. You then continue to build. You extend the platform out a bit, spending more units of grist. You're beginning to run low on the stuff, and aren't entirely sure how to get it. You'll save the few units you have left. On the extension of the platform, you deploy the Alchemiter from the Phernalia Registry. It doesn't cost any grist to deploy, which is a certain plus.

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You re-captchalogue your unfinished lemonade and laptop in the same glasses spots, and then you head out to the platform, and inspect the strange gadgetry that Willhelm deployed. You decide to jump onto the big stage thingy. You figure that was the Alchemiter Willhelm was talking about and promptly get off of it. Checking out the pillar thing, you attempt to turn the wheel on it but your lack of muscle makes it barely budge. You take out your laptop and lemondade and get back to your server and client.

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You make a similar platform like Willhelm did, an go and deploy the same things he did, which are apparently called the Cruxtruder, the Totem Lathe, and the Alchemiter as you were told before. You didn't want to wreck anything, as that might mess everything up!

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