HARRY AVERY
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time keeps slipping, I keep falling
Posts: 75
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App: http://we-prevail.boards.net/thread/69/harry-avery
Plot: http://we-prevail.boards.net/thread/93/heaven-freezes-closes-averys-plotter
Classpect: Rogue of Time
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Post by HARRY AVERY on Aug 14, 2014 23:26:56 GMT -6
Harry sat back in his chair, polishing off his soda and attempting to organize the madness that was Ame's room. There was a sense of time pressure, though he didn't know where it came from. All he knew was that there was something bad coming, and the only way to stop it was to play the game. Crazy though it sounded, his nerves didn't usually do this kind of thing. Harry pulled up Pesterchum, tagging another friend of his, Piper Coleman, A.K.A. passiveSomething. fC:Hello, Piper. Have you gotten your copy of Sburb yet? Need you to connect to me. Server copy. Rather urgent, unsure why. Recommend finding your own server posthaste, as well.As he typed with his left hand, Harry double-clicked the icon for the client version of Sburb and looked around the room, trying to pinpoint the source of that incessant phantom ticking, but to no avail. Harry's room was fairly modern; mostly greys and bluish greens. The bed was pressed up against the wall next to his computer desk. A mat on the floor provided a spot for him to work out, though he didn't exactly like to do it. His uncle made him keep in shape, which he supposed was a good thing. A small locker adorned the far corner, a bookcase opposite it. On the one remaining wall, there was a vast array of drawers, containing various technological doodads, a kit for cleaning guns, instructions for the same, and other miscellania. No clocks, ever. The window above Harry's bed woke him with the dawn. He used the PC to keep time otherwise. So, if there wasn't a clock, where was that blasted noise coming from? |
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PIPER COLEMAN
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Chumhandle: passiveSomething
App: http://we-prevail.boards.net/thread/119/session-piper-coleman
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Post by PIPER COLEMAN on Aug 18, 2014 15:22:05 GMT -6
SUMMER'S ON ITS DEATHBED. AND THERE IS SIMPLY NOTHING WORSE THAN KNOWING HOW IT ENDS. HARRY AVERY - and it's finally done woo!
A bright, cheery day to celebrate the beginnings of a game with her friends - SBURB, the game that took the globe by storm. She was ready, excited even, and more importantly she was prepared for whatever it had to throw at her. She was going to play with Harry, though the correct term was that she was going to be servering him. It was her job to get him into the game safely, and only then could she say that she enjoyed it or not.
The ring that emitted from her pesterchum window was what brought her from her thoughts.
PS: The Server just finished downloading, actually. PS: Though, I'm not sure why it'd be urgent. I will be quick, though! Loading it up, there was some strange image that reminded her faintly of a math class that she had taken before. Then there was a black screen with very few options. A small frown on her face, Piper picked the one that looked like it was meant to find a client player. PS: It says I need your server code. PS: A seven-digit number. Once that was taken care of, Piper was sure she'd be connected. |
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HARRY AVERY
INACTIVE
time keeps slipping, I keep falling
Posts: 75
Color: 008a85
Chumhandle: felineChess
App: http://we-prevail.boards.net/thread/69/harry-avery
Plot: http://we-prevail.boards.net/thread/93/heaven-freezes-closes-averys-plotter
Classpect: Rogue of Time
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Music: http://a.tumblr.com/tumblr_mhp8oubZ1m1qzxubko1.mp3
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Post by HARRY AVERY on Aug 18, 2014 15:33:36 GMT -6
Harry was relieved at Piper's prompt response. He pulled up Pesterchum and split the window so he could continue his other conversations, responding to his soon-to-be server player almost immediately. fC:Server code? New thing, but I have a number in the top-right corner of my screen. 4242564. Try that.Sure enough, a server invitation appeared on Harry's desktop after a brief wait. He clicked accept and, after a brief pause, allocated his pistol to his strife specibus. Better safe than sorry. He pulled up Pesterchum again. fC: Lucia and I are both sure of this. The game's on a time limit, even before we open the cruxtruder. Timer runs out; bad things happen. Lucia thinks end of world. I think, end of world farfetched, but have sense of foreboding anyway.
fC: Trying to get others in gear. Not having much success. Helping Ame as much as I can now, mostly he's gotta take care of it at this point.
fC: When you connect, you're going to have control over my room. It actually is mine. That'll actually be me in it. Don't throw anything heavy around. Drop Cruxtruder, then Totem Lathe and Pre-Punched Card, then Alchemiter. Alchemiter and Cruxtruder are huge. Totem Lathe is long but thin. Let me know if anything happens on your screen that seems ominous. |
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PIPER COLEMAN
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Posts: 43
Color: 81AD7B
Chumhandle: passiveSomething
App: http://we-prevail.boards.net/thread/119/session-piper-coleman
Classpect: SYLPH OF BREATH
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Post by PIPER COLEMAN on Aug 20, 2014 16:50:50 GMT -6
SUMMER'S ON ITS DEATHBED. AND THERE IS SIMPLY NOTHING WORSE THAN KNOWING HOW IT ENDS. HARRY AVERY - <3
Harry was quick in responding to her - probably had something to do with the urgency that he wanted to get into the game - and it caused a small grin to form on her face. It didn't take long to connect their games to each other, and briefly Piper was almost certain she got the information wrong, as it wouldn't have been the first time, before it seemed to work. Her screen had a strange looking picture on it, words flashing underneath at a speed that was far too fast for her to comprehend, and then they were in. A new screen, this time with a strange bar along the top that looked rather complicated. Piper had a feeling that she'd be able to navigate it perfectly fine, it wasn't like she was without a partner who knew what was supposed to happen. If she had questions, she had a feeling that Harry would have been able to easily tell her. PS: Your room is very nice, Harry. PS: Are you sure there's enough room? PS: Some of these things look really big... PS: I mean really big. Frowning a little, she scrolled over the options along the top, until she came across one that surely meant that she'd be able to spawn items. Most were free, and she figured that those were the things that were necessary to start the game. Selecting the supposed Cruxtruder, Piper set it down in the center of the room, despite being on top of a mat that had some purpose. Somehow, Piper figured that the Cruxtruder was slightly more important. She'd placed a few more items in the room as well. There was enough room for the Totem Lathe so long as it was pressed up against the wall, but Piper had to scroll out of the room in order to find more room for the equally as huge Alchemiter. The only problem was that anywhere but Harry's room looked like it was incredibly foggy. PS: Can you do me a favor, Harry? PS: I think I need you to leave the room so I can place the last item down. It's all foggy like some adventure game map section that hasn't been explored yet. |
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HARRY AVERY
INACTIVE
time keeps slipping, I keep falling
Posts: 75
Color: 008a85
Chumhandle: felineChess
App: http://we-prevail.boards.net/thread/69/harry-avery
Plot: http://we-prevail.boards.net/thread/93/heaven-freezes-closes-averys-plotter
Classpect: Rogue of Time
200x300 Avatar: http://i.imgur.com/l4UQ79Z.jpg
Music: http://a.tumblr.com/tumblr_mhp8oubZ1m1qzxubko1.mp3
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Post by HARRY AVERY on Aug 27, 2014 21:34:54 GMT -6
Harry couldn't help but be rattled when the items dropped down into the room. He knew it was coming, but it still disconcerted him. He saw Piper's message, and grabbed his phone, transferring his skype call to the mobile so he could remain in contact with Ame and replying using the mobile version of Pesterchum. fC: Sure thing. Makes sense. Will see if Alchemiter can be placed on roof. Pocketing the phone and tucking the cable for his headphones and mic behind his right arm, Harry practically booked it out of his room. He was still hearing that ticking. He pulled a string hanging from the ceiling by jumping for it and grabbing on, gravity doing the work for him. A ladder slid down, and he walked back around to the front of it, climbing up. The silence unnerved him a bit; usually his uncle told him to cut that out, and he hadn't heard the boat leave. The roof was fairly unremarkable. Flat, no railings or any real architecture. Water wouldn't collect on it when it rained, and roof repairs would be simple if they ever needed to be done. The house wasn't entirely cubic in shape, but it didn't go for non-90-degree angles very much at all. fC: Can you still see my bedroom? Idle curiosity. After this, need to open cruxtruder. Ame did flying kick. I'd prefer just having something heavy thrown at it. Locker should survive the impact. Nothing important in there anyway, just gym clothes. |
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