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CC: I'll be right back, then.
CC: Actually, I'll contact you from my phone once I'm done turning this wheel on the mysterious table-crushing object.

SL: the official term is "Alchemiter"!
SL: Al-che-mi-ter~
SL: don't take too long, now! these other bits and pieces are almost done being set.

CC: The "Al-che-mi-ter", okay.
CC: We now have a cylinder of jelly (about a foot tall, I'd say) and a flashing circle that looks like it could pretty easily give someone a seizure.
CC: My head hurts just from looking at it.
CC: Also, there's a clock or a timer now. It started at six minutes and nine seconds.
CC: Just so you know.

SL: oh, good, we have the timer now! that's how much longer we have until the meteors hit.
SL: something goes in the flashy thing. just throw whatever you'd like in there! as for the cylinder...
SL: oh, no, there's a name for it, and i can't remember what it is! it started with a k, or maybe a c...
SL: either way, go ahead and take that to your mom's room so we can carve it! i've already deployed the carving card for you~

#033e54CC: Meteors?
CC: Feel free to imagine that italicized for a better idea of how I said it out loud.
CC: But oh my god you need to slow down for a moment. Yes, I know you're short on moments, but so am I, apparently.
CC: "Anything" goes in the epilepsy circle, correct? Is that before, after, or during when I go to carve the thing whose name you can't remember?
CC: I don't mean to sound hasty or bitchy, but I don't particularly want to experience being crushed by a meteor, even if it's just a video game. I like to be organized with things.

SL: we are both very short on moments, and that's why we need to keep going!
SL: that's right, anything at all! you do that at your leisure~ i actually just left mine alone until my server threw my dead gerbil into it.
SL: questions are fine, silly, and we need to be hasty, remember? i don't want you getting crushed by a meteor, either!
SL: no, i don't think my server arrow would let me pick up and move the meteors before impact, would it... hm!

CC: Ew, oh my god, it doesn't have to be dead, does it?
CC: Okay, I'll put the cylinder inside the machine in my mom's room, correct? While looking for something that I sincerely hope doesn't have to be dead to put inside the epilepsy circle (if that's what we're going to go ahead and call it). What do I do with it while you're diddling around with meteors?
CC: I feel like this game could definitely stand to come with a manual enclosed.

SL: i don't see why that would be a requirement. i just happened to have a dead animal lying around to fit in the epilepsy circle! it's all situational.
SL: now there's a card i put down in there somewhere, and it goes inside the card slot in that same machine. the card goes in, the cylinder goes in...
SL: crushite!
SL: no, crutchite...
SL: oh, no, neither of those sound right. i thought i remembered the name.
SL: where was i?
SL: oh, right!
SL: after you put the pieces where they belong, all you have to do is push the button~

CC: The machine carved some grooves into the cylinder and spat it back out.
CC: Also, "somewhere" ended up being my mom's lingerie drawer.
CC: Which is not a place it/I ever needed to be.

SL: soooo~rry! i'm still getting the hang of these controls!
SL: it could be worse. i could have moved the bathtub through your wall.
SL: oh, i'm not saying that i will, of course, just that you should look on the bright side!
SL: okay, now you need to take the cylinder and put it back with the Al~che~mi~ter~
SL: there's a spot for it right there. we're almost done~

CC: Okay.
CC: Is it supposed to be do
CC: What the hell it just turned into a little building?
CC: I hate to sound incompetent, but we only have about three minutes left, I think, judging by my phone's clock and the fact that I can see the meteor through the kitchen window.

SL: destroy it!
SL: take that little building and smash it! drop it, cut it, do it however you want, but it has to break!
SL: i'm seeing the meteor on the server screen, too. hurry, roesmary, this is the last step!

CC: Syrene?
CC: Are you still there?
CC: I have no idea whether or not you can see me, but it's been about five minutes with no response. I'm not dead, unless being dead involves having your house sitting in a void of some sort with monsters popping up everywhere.
CC: There's also a ghost of some sort, though he's insisting that he's a "sprite".

SL: oh my goodness! you're not dead, perfect!
SL: there you are. whew~ soooo sorry about that delay, by the way, but...oh, don't worry!
SL: anyway, this is The Middle. now you're out of that countdown mess and into the real game, y
SL: look out for that bathtub!!!
SL:
SL:
SL: that wall can be fixed, i promise!
SL: but that pack of monsters had to go, those little sneaks!
SL: you're okay, aren't you? you look it from here! no bathtub or imp related injuries here~
SL: oh, no, it wasn't The Middle, it was The Medium. my mistake!

CC: You know what, just don't even worry about my house. It's more or less beyond repair at this point.
CC: The sprite (he suggested "Sailorsprite" for a name, since he is/was a statuette of a sailor, so I'll be referring to him as such from now on) wanted me to make sure you were aware that the next objective is for you to build the wreckage of my house up to some sort of gate.
CC: I've got some of this grist from the monsters, so if we want a plan of attack, I gain more grist, and you use it to build.
CC: Just
CC: Just ask me if you feel like you're about to do something totally structurally unsound?

SL rosemary, you are sooo easygoing! my other friends would have been so angry about all of this...
SL: i'll do my best to keep you more informed about any more furniture throwing!
SL: in the meantime, let's get to building, and you get to battling!
SL: throwing that tub used up more grist than i thought it was, shoot...
SL: oh, but whatever. how do stairs coming up from the roof sound?

CC: It's just a game, so it doesn't really matter to me one way or another.
CC: The stairs sound good, but remember that they have to actually go somewhere, since leaving them hanging out in space is just begging for something to go wrong.
CC: Let me see if I can get you some more grist, first.

SL: well, it isn't like the addons and adjustments just go away, you know? or maybe they do, i'm not sure...
SL: they're certainly real for now, anyway!
SL: and don't you worry, rosemary~ i'll do something spiraling, with base support and beams. something elegant-looking!
SL: what's your favorite color? i don't think coloring them too is all that expensive...

CC: Oh. Well.
CC: For now is better than forever.
CC: Don't feel like you need to worry about looking nice, just get it done. Function over form is what you'll want to go by, the function being getting me through the gate before these things kill me, since Sailorsprite is being less than helpful.

SL: well, it's got to have something to it! i couldn't just build some ratty, plain old step after step. god, no.
SL: we'll start building that and i'll make sure none of those little monsters kill you~ you can rely on me, rosemary!

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yolo

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rosmurry pls

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whOOSP ignore that hex code floating about kjdnhsfh

i didn't see anything

gOOD

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entering the game is so anticlimactic-looking done entirely via pesterlogs omg

man it kinda is, it is probably actually WAY MORE INTENSE than we have given it credit for

suddenly EXPLOSIONS AND STUFF

explosions and how not to deal with the fact that you just uprooted and weaponized someone's bathtub

rip tub, we hardly knew ye

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haha pretending I know the first thing about architecture ahahah

it's okay i know about as much as you, maybe

ftr I know nothing even after watching my mom redesign half the house and taking a basic CAD class

see i don't even have any of that