Domainwedged.

*Days in the future (but not many)...*

A boy lays bleeding at the feet of one of his friends, his own knives sunk into his chest...

*Present Day*

:grimProfessor [GP] began pestering octagonVisionary [OV]:

GP: hey, i've got the game installed. now what do i do?
OV: Wait, let me connect to you.
OV: Ok, press enter.
GP: ...
GP: nothing's happened.
OV: That's because you're the client. I'm the server, so I essentially control everything right now.
GP: ah.
OV: I'm deploying the things.
------

You feel the floor shake...

*Days into the future...*

:grimProfessor [GP] began pestering octagonVisionary [OV]:

OV: Hey killer, where are you? I can't see you anywhere.
GP: I'VE GOT HIM
OV: What?
GP: HE'S DEAD
GP: i HAVE KILLED HIM
GP: SHE WILL BE PROUD OF ME
OV: Killer is dead?
OV: Who the fuck is she?
OV: Why are you doing this?
GP: i DESTROYED HIM
GP: LIKE YOU ALL DID TO me
GP: LIKE YOU ALL DID TO me
GP: DON'T BOTHER RUNNING
GP: YOU'RE NEXT

:grimProfessor [GP] sent octagonVisionary [OV] INHISDEATHTHROES.jpeg:

:octagonVisionary [OV] blocked grimProfessor [GP]:

GP: hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha

:grimProfessor [GP] ceased pestering octagonVisionary [OV]:

>OV: Deploy

---
OV: Where should this go?
GP: AAGH
GP: MY ROOF
OV: I guess your roof doesn't hold a lot of weight.
GP: AAAAARGH
OV: Well, the 'cruxtruder' seems to have found a snuggly place on top of the crushed wreckage that used to be your couch.
GP: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGH
OV: Ok, I'm putting down the other two things.
OV: Done!
OV: The walkthrough i'm reading says we need to 'extrude teh cruxte dowle' [sic]
OV: This is done by opening the cruxtruder.
---

You try twisting the handle on the cruxtruder, but it appears to be stuck. This is no matter, however, because OV drops your bookshelf on top of the lid. What pops out appears to be a huge green apple Jolly Rancher and a living ball of fuck.

---

GP: what is this gibbering ball of plasma doing in my goddamn living room?
OV: Apparently, that's the 'kernelsprite and it needs to be 'prototyped'.
GP: and that means...?
OV: No clue.

---

You attempt to smack some sense into this damn thing but it's fast as hell. In trying to engage in a smack-up with a ball of 'fuck you', you end up face-planting into a shelf, sending a small picture of a kitten wearing a hat that you just had lying around flying into the kernel, turning the gibbering ball of fuck into a mewling ball of adorable.

---

OV: Oh holy christ that is adorable
OV: Ok, back to buisness.
OV: Do you see that counter on the cruxtruder?
GP: yeah, but too enthralled by adorableness to care.
OV: C'mon man, pay attention.
OV: Apparently that counter counts down to something terrible.
OV: The only thing to stop this 'terible thign' [sic] is to use that captchalouge card I deployed and use it with the cruxite dowel and then use the modified dowel on the alchemeiter.
GP: ???
OV: Use the green tube-y thing and the punchcard in the pointy drill-y machine I put in your bathroom, and then take the tube-y thing to the flat thing I put in your shed, and then the game will advance.
GP: Oh.

---

You haul ass through the various steps, because holy fuck that counter is counting down quick and a goddamn rock the size of jupiter is heading directly towards your house. After taking the tube-y thing to the flat thing two green squiddle plushies showed up on the main part of the flat thing. You know what to do here.

O:15

MOTHERFUCKING

0:10

TANGLE

0:05

BUDDIES.

0:01

*SWITCHY SWITCH x2 COMBO*

You are now OV.

>GP: Open the cruxtruder

As mentioned earlier, you are now OV, more commonly known as octagonVisionary or AJfriss. Of course, your real name is de heer Alec Jensen, a man of quite repute. You enjoy CODING FETCH MODII, SARCASM, and, if it strikes your fancy, playing VIDEO GAMES with friends. You are locked in a PASSIVE AGRESSIVE WAR with your FATHER.

>Alec: Pull a weapon out of your strife specibus and STRIKE A POSE

You take a SCYTHE out of your specibus. It's damn cool and damn effective.

You strike a pose, because shit just got real.

> Alec: Try to regulate your badass levels for a second and examine your room.

You slip your pair of stylish wire frame glasses back on, flung off in the badass heat of the moment, and take a glance around your room. You see all of the usual things. Your computer, your many HANDCRAFTED FETCH MODII and BLANK MODUS CARDS, the panoramic window showing the raging snowstorm commencing outside. There isn't much new.

Oh, there's your magic cue ball. You always end up losing it because it is such a monolithic piece of shit that you don't bother keeping it around. You give it a shake and place it on top of your bedside end table, beside a small statue of something that gives you shivers whenever you look at it. You'd toss it out, but you're strangely attached to it, even though it gives you a feeling of combined terror and horror.

>Alec: Don't examine statue

You swiftly examine the statue.

You hear strange whispering...

"sqid'yhle'hdee'hdee, sqid'yhle'hdee'dum..."

This goes on until you look away from the statue.

God you love that thing.

Hm, it looks like GP is pestering you.

*i'm not copy pasting pesterlogs, this is the one where ov says he's gonna play sburb with gp*

Well, at least you get to finally play sburb with someone who doesn't feel 'smackdown' is a verb to be used in colloquial conversation. You pop the server disc into your computer and install the game.

The install screen is nothing if not the first impression of a game, and you sburb's tells you that this game is going to kick righteous ass.

*Days in the future(more than the last time)...*

A grey-skinned boy faces off with a murderous adolescent.

"Don't you come near me, you monster! It was his fault Omega died! He deserved the death he got!"

"Asglo'shonoth dis'go!"

"SHUT THE HELL UP!"

>SHUT THE HELL UP

*Back to the Future II present...*

Excuse me?

You connect to GP.

*Character Switcharoo II: Electric Boogaloo*

-THE LAND OF DARKNESS AND DREAMS-

You can't see shit. Too bad you don't have a shirt that GLOWNS IN THE DARK, cuz it's absolutely inky black out here. You hear a soft growling noise off to your right...

---
OV: Hey.
OV: Did my connection cut out?
OV: Cuz I can't see shit.
---

You slam blindly through your back door and scramble to close it. You flick on the light and it slightly penetrates the darkness. You start to dash through your house, flicking on lights as you run. It's still dim as fuck in here. You wonder if the horrific monsters have gotten into your pills.

---
OV: Oh, now I can see you.
---

You hear something rustling around up in your bathroom...

---
OV: Killer?
---

It appears one of the KITTENSTROCITIES has found it's way into your Gorillaz CDs.

---
OV: Are you wrestling with a kitten over a CD and a bottle of something?
---

>STRIIIIIIFFEEEEEE!!! !

You equip your PRECIOUS HEIRLOOM KNIVES and get ready to attack.

COMBAT OPERANDI x2: BINARY BLADES + ~ATH QUICKCODE

---
import buff +H;

import author Tim;

import current enemy Kittenstrosity;

import strife card ~ATHKIND;

~ATH(Kittenstrosity){

} release(+H)
to
recipient(Tim);

} save program (this) as (+HP/KSTROS)
to
recipient(~ATHKIND);

} execute(null);

this.die();
---

You easily eviscerate the low level KITTENSTROSITY and the program executes, saving itself to the ~ATHKIND card and replenishing your health.

Damn, the bottle is empty. The CD is fine though.

---
GAINED STATUS EFFECT: BIPOLARITY
---

Shit, you knew this would happen.

OV: Hey, get to your computer.
GP: WHAT THE FLYING FUCK DO YOU WANT????
OV: Woah, settle down buckaroo.
GP: yyou're rright, ssorry.
OV: You're going into one of your loops, aren't you?
GP: NO, I'M FUCKING NOT!!!!!!
OV: SETTLE THE FUCK DOWN.
GP: ddammit.
GP: ii'm ssuch aa ppiece oof sshit.
OV: No, you're not.
GP: DON'T CONTRADICT ME ASSHOLE!!!!
OV: *virtuasigh*