The Cutopian Writers' Guild

[Metallix]

I'll just leave this here.

Presence of Time

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Part I

It was your typical day around the Skull Fortress. If one could call any day here normal.

Having forty-something brothers and sisters living under the same roof has that effect. Their master had the ill-conceived habit of building a new robot every time one before messed something up. Wouldn't that defeat the purpose of a "learning" AI...?

One lonely young man sat amid the mid-winter mountain chill, high atop the watchtower. Residual thermal energy from his reactor core warmed his body, but with the frost that had rolled in early this morning, even the hardiest android would have preferred the thick, padded coat that Quint currently sported. Under shaggy, black hair, aqua-green eyes watched the white dust swirl across the plateau upon which the imposing fortress was constructed.

These eyes were framed with red, stained with a synthetic liquid; tears. In the cold, one might mistake the occasional snivel for symptoms of a virus. He'd been up here for long enough to have cried the last of those tears dry.

An outsider. That's what Enker had called him.

He knew that it was true already. He knew since the first time he'd been thrust into battle under Wily's command: he wasn't one of them. He'd been stolen. Ripped from time and forced back into a war that he'd believed was ancient history.

As if there weren't others like him. Robots that the doctor had taken and reprogrammed to suit his will. Was he so different from them, really? Enough to elicit being singled out, evidently.

He'd known for a long time. Others knew, and at Wily's command, had kept it secret to protect the boy from retaliation. Someone hadn't done their job, and the rest of the RKN unit had found out. The absolute last bots that Quint would have told.

Enker. Their leader. The one of the few that the young robot truly respected and looked up to and watched and imitated... and loved like he would an older brother.

The Killer had given him such a look that shook the poor boy to his core. Then, in front of the rest of the unit, he accused Quint of being exactly what he despised.

An outsider.

The boy wiped a hand under his nose with a sniff. It wasn't so much that the RKNs knew that bothered him. Just... hearing it from Enker...

"Y'can't let da boss get to ya, kiddo. 'E's jus' doin' 'is job."
That surly piece of unhelpful advice came from RKN-002, better known as Punk. He wasn't always the brightest piece of steel, but he kept most of the Robot Masters in line just with his presence. He was a strong, respectable mech, and always seemed to be around to settle a dispute... like so.

Didn't help much.

At least he had Saku. The pogo-stick mechaniloid rested on his chest, held under the sleeves of his coat. Sakugarne wasn't usually much for conversation, but he was a shoulder--well, handlebars--to cry on.

Still, he wasn't ready to face the bots again. He was just settling down to get a few minutes of rest when that light appeared.

It was faint, distant, and dimmed in the flurry of white dust, but it was there, weakly fading between existence. Over the whisper of the freezing wind, Quint's audio receptors found another sound: a metallic, wheezing groan, barely audible.

The base form of Quint's programming kicked in as he rose to get a better look. The boy was alone out here, with only Sakugarne. He should raise the alarm. The grounds would be swarmed with Wily's troops within moments, ready to repel the intruder. He had no buster armament of his own, and Saku was very poorly suited for such conditions. Even so, the mechaniloid chirped aggressively at the light, which had now halted its flickering and moaning.

Silence... then the sound of footsteps crunching through the snow. A silhouette of a man strode out through the storm, almost casually taking its long strides toward the tower upon which Quint watched. With hesitation, and Sakugarne clutched in his arms, the young robot took a leap over the side of the watch tower, plummeting to land in the soft mountain snow with a muffled thud. Shock servos absorbed what force was not taken by the cushioned ground, and after a brief stumble, Quint sucked in his chest and called out to the figure. His hands were frigid, but he held out an arm as if it were a weapon to the figure.

"Y-you, there! This is restricted territory! Present... uh... identity yourself or... I'll shoot!" Despite his threat, the man continued his approach. Once he was within a few meters, the flurry no longer obscured his features.

He was a tall, thin man, looking to be in his later 30's. His hair, short and mahogany, was styled up into a small point in the front. He wore a long, brown coat, hands stuffed into his pockets. His stride revealed white tennis shoes and what appeared to be formal blue pants. Hardly proper attire for hiking through such conditions, but that light seemed to indicate some kind of vehicle.

He wore a strange smile, and walked with a bit of a sway to his step, looking curiously between Quint and the towering structure behind him. He didn't seem armed, or intimidated by the boy pointing his hand of instant doom at him.

Finally, the man stopped a few fewer away, looking up at the massive skull fixature adorning the front of the fortress. Without looking away, the man finally spoke, in a sound European accent.

"I wasn't aware that people built military bases in places like this..." He scratched his chin, tilting his head slightly. "Then again, everybody likes the desert for that kind of thing, so why not somewhere cold?"

Quint wasn't sure what to make of this man. He didn't seem to be a threat, nor did he look like he understood the concept of "private property". Nonetheless, Quint kept his arm firmly pointed at the other's chest as if ready to fire something. The man finally turned to him with a frown.

"Oh, come on, we both know you don't actually have a cannon thing in there. Or whatever it is that they call those arm-gun-things."

Quint's eyes widened. How in Asimov's name would he know that? Who was this guy?

"... You wouldn't know th-that," he replied. "Do you r-really want to take the chance?" Feeling confident that he wouldn't, the boy asserted again: "I'm g-going to need you to identify yourself."

Without missing a beat, the British man replied, "You're the only one out here, as far as I can see. You and... whatever that thing with the eyes is." He looked at Sakugarne, furrowing his brow. "Why does that jackhammer have eyes.
"Anyway, I'm pretty sure that if you were armed, there'd have to be an adult or experienced soldier here with you. I've seen kids do some impressive things, but nobody just leaves a young lad like yourself with a gun." He paused for the briefest of moments. "... Except maybe Hitler. Dunno, maybe he's that one guy."

Well, there went that advantage. "I-I can sound the alarm. The doctor doesn't let..."

"Doctor? What doctor? Is he the man in charge, here? Oooh, I'd love to meet him. Bet he's the one who built all these machines running around in there."

"... m-machines?"

"Oh, there's only one organic life signature on this mountain, and a whole potpourri of artificial ones, so let's say that's your doctor, right?" The way the man spoke, it was as if he knew all there was to know about Dr. Wily already... or like he was just getting lucky with his guess work.
"Twenty-first century, alternate timeline, right around the first robotics boon, Earth is under United Nations conglomerate government... and is also in the middle of a privately sanctioned war." A burst of information followed by a gleeful smile, as if the man found it amusing. "Oh, yeah, this is definitely worth a look. Judging by the location..."

"This... is the citadel of Dr. Albert Wily, isn't it, lad?"

Scrap. He did know; far too much about this place. Now he had to take him in, buster or no...

"Aren't you going to invite me in?"

"... Who... who are you?"

The man turned his gaze back toward the guard tower spire, squinting as if trying to read something in the snow-clouded sky. "Oh, you shouldn't worry about that. I'm just a man lost in a blizzard catching the cold of the century."

Quint tapped the side of his head; his audio module buzzed quietly as he sent in the signal to open up the gates. After a quiet moment, the man looked back at him, his expression less cheerful and more... smug.

"I'm the Doctor. Just... The Doctor. Don't ask, I won't tell."

The massive door groaned as it slid open, revealing a pair of green, cyclopean drones with busters trained on the mysterious visitor, who only greeted them with the return of that knowing, childish smile.

"Oh, hello! You must be--"

"By the command of Master Wily, you will proceed for debriefing and interrogation. Do not attempt to resist."

"... Oh, brilliant. Sounds like fun."

[Colonel ServBot]

Bounty Hunter XI
Book 1
Chapter One: You have bad writing skills

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(OoC: Oh hey, look, I'm using different time eras and new-old names, look at that!)
-21XX New Cutopia-
"'Looks like we're a team!' XI said cheerfully, he put hi--" a young energetic voice read off of worn old notebook that had tears and drawings of olden heroes on the cover.
"Wait, wait, wait. You mean you made me sit here for two hours now to listen to a fan fiction you wrote of a hundred year old hero?" A sickly older voice said.
The old man and a boy were in a dark room, lit only by a small fluorescent light that was flickering on the ceiling. It looked like the two were in an abandoned infirmary of some sort. The old man looked sick and terminally ill. He was bald, and it seemed as if he were only a layer of skin on fleshless bones. The boy however was healthy. He wore a torn, dirty T-Shirt, and ripped up shorts (or atleast they were cargo pants before they were ripped). He also had long brown hair, so long that it went several inches past his neck.
"Yeah! Do you like it!?" The young boy asked.
"First off, the XI you pictured in that fiction was nothing like the actual XI, at all. Secondly, aren't you a liiiiitle too young to be using those words? Not to mention almost all of this is just wrong, it has almost nothing to do with what really happened. In other words, No, I don't like it." The older one answered in a serious voice.
The young boy looked down in disappointment, he looked as if he was going to cry. The old man frowned, and placed his bony fingers on the boys shoulder.
"Hey, cheer up pal, let me tell you everything about the original XI, from beginning, to end." The decrepit old man offered.
"You'd really do that?" The child asked.
"Yes I would." The old man said. Afterwards,  he coughed into a tissue, then promptly threw it down on the hard damaged cement floor. He picked the boy up from the under-arms, and sat him down beside him on the torn hospital bed.
"Wait, first, what powers did the hero XI have?" The young boy asked
"Heh... Eager, aren't you? Well, you were almost entirely right about XI with the powers. He could dissolve his entire body into cubes, and use the cubes to shift his body into whatever his imagination desired... However, he couldn't turn himself into the hover craft, that was one thing XI was bad at, flying. He wasn't really too keen on staying above flat surfaces or something he can stand on." The old man told.
The boy nodded in excitement, and the old man smiled. He was happy that there was someone who could, and would, listen to what he had to say.
"So... *cough* It all started when..."

-20XX, 125 Miles below CutStuff-
A large sword cut into a metal, steel door,  slicing it down the middle. Soon, a huge foot came in, kicking the door down on to the ground. After, a young woman in futuristic pink armor walked through the doorway, holding up a pistol. A tall muscular man wielding a giant sword with tan skin and red armor, and a golden clad swordsman having twelve rapiers in sheathes on his hips.
"Okay, boys, look around for any clues on the bounty, we need to know where the rascal hid. He's got a high price on his head, and it'll be more worth it if we bring him in alive." The pink woman ordered. The three parted ways and looked around the large dark room. "This would be an easier task if we'd had some light." The gold one said irritated. "So dark in here even a bat couldn't see what's going on..."
The pink girl pulled out a red, glowing bullet from a leg compartment, and loaded it into the pistol. She then shot it into the floor, creating a fire in the middle of the room, eliminating all of the darkness. She shot the gold one a dirty look, and turned away to continue searching. "Hey, Seriah, Joel, take a look at this, I've found a giant kiosk here or something, maybe it's like the light switch or something." The red one said. The girl in the pink was named Seriah. She was only 15 years old, with light blonde hair. The golden guy with the swords was Joel. Joel was in his late twenties. He had white hair that was combed to perfection and a brilliant English accent. The two walked up to the red one in front of the kiosk. "Let me have a try at this..." Seriah said, gently pushing him to the side. She started tapping on the screen, and with a couple of seconds, the lights came on, revealing the entire room. There was a  silver 'vertical' tube that was behind the kiosk, it was connected to the floor and ceiling. The silver tube was inside a glass coating. Outside the glass on the floor, there was a small panel with the letters 'XI— Project Devil' engraved onto it. "So that's one problem solved, the other is where that lizard thing went." She spoke softly to herself. With a few more taps of the screen, she found a screen that said:
OPEN?
YES
NO

She tapped the word YES, and within a split second, the silver tube split in half, and retracted into the ceiling and floor, revealing a young, human male adult. He was floating around in a green mysterious liquid. The entire group gasped and their eyes widened at their discovery. He had wet bronze hair. He was rather slim, but not too skinny or too large. "Woah! Is that guy alive in there!?" The red one asked. After he asked that, the young man in the tubes eyes opened suddenly, staring at them. His cyan eyes were glowing brightly. It seemed that the red guys question was answered. The man started to scream loudly as he banged on his glass. With the fifth bang, the glass started to crack, and as more as he hit it the more it broke. Finally, with his 12th bang, part of the glass actually came out, spewing out some of the green goop. He kept punching at the glass until it shattered entirely, freeing both him, and all of the mysterious liquid. He fell to his elbows and knees, gasping for air until he fell to the side, incapacitated.
"Woah, what happened with that guy?" Joel asked.
"I'm not sure, just keep your guard up." Seriah spoke as she steadied the pistol, aiming it at the unconscious man's head.
"We can't just leave him here. What do we do with him?" The red one asked.
"I don't know Mattrius, maybe we should carry him back to CutStuff, ask for help." Seriah suggested.
"I'm not sure holding up a man in his briefs asking for help is quote the best for our reputation." Joel joked. Seriah shot him a dirty look. She slowly creeped upon the body, reaching arm forward.
"Not sssssooo fassst!" A strange scratchy voice warned. Soon, humanoid lizard wearing sharp black Armour dropped down from the ceiling. Seriah quickly turned around, aiming the gun towards the Lizard. Joel pulled out two rapiers from the sheathes on his hips. Mattrius picked up his large sword, and stabbed it into the ground. "So, there's the bounty. Should we take him in alive or diced?" Joel joked as he spun his swords around.
"You know the drill Joel. We need him in alive, he's got a nice price on his head." Seriah instructed. The lizard pulled out something that looked like a sleek black futuristic pistol. "Drop the gun, now!" Seriah demanded. The lizard smiled. He kept the gun aimed at Seriah. "I'll shoot, they never said how alive you had to be!" She warned. He suddenly moved the arm holding the gun, causing Seriah to shoot. A bullet was flying in mid-air until the lizard pulled out another pistol with his left arm from his leg-holster, and he held the gun up with seemingly-lightning quick speed, and shot out a bright yellow laser. The laser blast came into contact, disintegrating both the laser and the bullet, and within five seconds later he shot the gun again, and hit Seriah in the right thigh. She screamed in pain and dropped to her knees. Mattrius dislodged his sword from the floor, and charged at the Lizard. He swung the sword with all of his might, however he jumped, and landed on the flat side of the blade, then vaulted forward, shooting Mattrius in the shoulders, then planting both of his three toed feet on Seriahs face, kicking her backwards and doing a flip away. Joel ran at the lizard, swinging each sword once, then re-sheathing them with lightning quick speed. The lizard kept dodging each sword swing until he dropped to the floor, and landed a well placed kick in between Joel's legs, causing him to drop two of his swords and stumble backwards. He growled at the reptile as he regained his balance. The lizard picked up the two swords that were previously dropped. "Damned Reptile, get over here!" Joel shouted as he dashed at the beast. The two slashed at eachother, their blades usually collided with one and another, creating large clanking noises. And with precise aim, the lizard used the tip of his swords to pierce the space between the guards and handles of Joel's swords. He lifted his arms up, releasing six swords up in the air, raining on the two. Luckily, the swords didn't harm anybody. The lizard pulled out a laser pistol of his with his right arm. He then placed it to Joel's abdomen, and pulled the trigger. Joel fell to the floor, clutching his stomach.
"Oh, I sssseeeeee you've witnisssssssed all of thissss?" The lizard teased, noticing that the seemingly unconscious mans eyes were open. He lifted himself up, his back was dissolving up into cubes, which dispersed and turned into a light blue spiky aura flowing out from where his back was. His skin started to take on a light purplish-grayish metallic colour.  Markings appeared from below his eyes and on his cheeks.  Soon, the backside of everything on his body was flowing out in the form of the blue aura. His entire body now looked sharp and thin now. Even his now-yellow-hair solidified into spikes atop his head.
"What did you do to them!?" He shouted with a loud ear piercing demonic voice. He noticed Joel lying I'm a small puddle of blood, Seriah lying down on the hard floor knocked out, and Mattrius pulling himself up. "Grah... I've still got more in me, you scaly freak!" He said. The purple monster looked at him, and smirked. After, he turned his head over to the lizard, who was staring at him in awe, and flaunted his sharp claws, replacing his finger tips.  
"You s-s-s-sssstay away, you hear!? SSSSTAY AWAAAY." The Lizard screamed in fear. The monster dashed towards him, implanting his claws into his stomach. The lizard pulled the pistol up, at the monsters head, and kept firing. But nothing happened. "You're only making me angrier!" He growled. He pulled his arm out of the lizards abdomen, and picked him up by the neck, then threw him against  the wall. He let out a 'Gyaak' sound as his body made contact with the hard metal wall.
"Hey, stop it!" Mattrius yelled as he readied his blade. The lizard struggled to get up, and after a failed attempt, he just slumped over, letting out a groan. "We need that guy, alive. Just leave him alone. Now." Mattrius tried to reason. The monster looked at him, and raised an eyebrow. He clanked his claws around for a while. His eyes shifted towards the lizard, then back at Mattrius, and back and forth. He grimmaced at him, and charged, with his claws pointed forward ready to kill. Mattrius slashed twice in the shape of an X. Dismembering the monsters arms, causing him to fall on his side. Instead of blood or any bodily fluids pouring out of his 'arm-crevices', the blue aura poured out into the air, floating upward shortly before disappearing. He got up one on knee and growled at Mattrius. He raised his sword, and then swung. He hit the monster with the flat side of his blade, knocking him unconscious. After, he stabbed his sword into the floor again, and went to Joel. He seemed to be in the worst condition, and picked him up and laid him over his large shoulder. He glanced back at the purple beast, and noticed that he was forming back into the more 'human' form.

-20XX, Agorix City, the morning after...-
Mattrius came out of a large Metal door, carrying the monster, Seriah, Joel, and the bloodied lizard on his shoulders. He carried them all back to a tall red tower. He looked up at the spire, then back down at the door in front of him. He dropped everybody down, and opened the door, picked them up by their ankles, then dragged them inside, locking the door.

(OoC: So far, besides this chapter, all that you've read in Bounty Hunter XI didn't happen, it was just a poor boys fan fiction. Basically in case this was too tl;dr for you.)

Btw, new Colonel ServBot coming dipole time idunno when.
I've also realized that this guy is almost no different, and I'm starting to dislike him. So I decided to change things up a bit.

[Hallan Parva]

[3:06:14 AM] ToadeyPlusB: I'm backlogging all of this btw
[3:09:00 AM] Korby: fine with me



Korby's Got a Dude Named Sword

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[2:11:15 AM] Korby: but i beliiiieve my first oc was korby
[2:11:17 AM] Korby: i might be wrong
[2:11:31 AM] Korby: wait
[2:11:32 AM] Korby: no
[2:11:32 AM] Korby: lol
[2:11:39 AM] Korby: my first oc was a dude named sword
[2:11:44 AM] ToadeyPlusB: what
[2:11:54 AM] Korby: really, REALLY long story but
[2:12:13 AM] Korby: basically me and my older brother have created an entire three-ish planets
[2:12:23 AM] Korby: and 90% of the characters are undergoing heavy redesigns
[2:12:26 AM] Korby: and, more importantly,
[2:12:27 AM] Korby: renames
[2:12:45 AM] ToadeyPlusB: why would you need that much planet
[2:12:54 AM] Korby: again it's a long story but
[2:13:02 AM] ToadeyPlusB: unless it's Star Fox logic where it's all THIS PLANET IS LITERALLY 96% WATER
[2:13:06 AM] Korby: the planets are enormous, but not all of it is colonized in the main story's universe
[2:13:11 AM] Korby: err
[2:13:16 AM] Korby: not known to be colonized
[2:13:32 AM] Korby: like the main characters are all specific tribes on different planets, who have focused their mechanical efforts on different things than humans
[2:13:33 AM] Korby: namely, combat
[2:13:41 AM] Korby: so they have really cool weapons but no cars
[2:14:05 AM] Korby: they also have a really big place where they can essentially kill each other i think? i don't quite remember how they know each other
[2:14:19 AM] Korby: i think it was like a space dome or something
[2:14:22 AM] Korby: but uh
[2:14:55 AM] Korby: basically one of the planets, mine [hurr] is 100% based off of the other, with all of the characters but sword being based off of characters from the older brother's planet
[2:15:00 AM] Korby: the third planet is full of op people
[2:15:09 AM] Korby: like what is essentially father time
[2:15:14 AM] ToadeyPlusB: oh geez
[2:15:21 AM] Korby: that one was also my fault
[2:15:25 AM] ToadeyPlusB: lol

And Then SmashBro Talked About the Backstory of Guild Quest

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[2:15:48 AM] ToadeyPlusB: oh man I should talk about in-canon balancing

[2:16:20 AM] ToadeyPlusB: basically my pride and joy now (as far as RP-ish things are concerned) is Guild Quest
[2:17:00 AM] ToadeyPlusB: and they have cool technology like robot drones and barrier fields and holograms and junk... and also medieval conventions like swords and magic... and no cars :I
[2:17:07 AM] ToadeyPlusB: "no cars" seems to be a recurring theme
[2:19:08 AM] ToadeyPlusB: but basically a while back this one great spell-sword learned how to use technology from an evil sorceress that he became best friends with, and improved the technology with his studies in the arcane arts
[2:20:21 AM] ToadeyPlusB: some other heroes see spell-sword dude hanging out with evil chick and they're all like "yo man don't do that it's treason", and around the same time some monster grunts find out about evil chick giving googly eyes to spell-sword dude
[2:20:21 AM] ToadeyPlusB: - misunderstanding montage -
[2:22:06 AM] ToadeyPlusB: basically both parties attack the same incredibly small and out-of-the-way village the two were hiding out in, the place burns down, all the drama with extra trimmings
[2:22:06 AM] ToadeyPlusB: spell-sword and evil chick are both convinced the other died trying to save their love, and can't really see each other due to the whole "THERE IS AN ENTIRE BURNING VILLAGE IN FRONT OF YOU OH MY GOD LEAVE BEFORE YOU DIE"
[2:22:52 AM] ToadeyPlusB: so they both get really angry and join the opposing side to vow revenge against their original side that basically screwed them over for being intolerant racist butts
[2:23:03 AM] Korby: whelp


[2:25:32 AM] ToadeyPlusB: after about ten years evil chick has become the top vanguard of the entire continent (thanks in part to her tricked-out seraph barrier and bolt-light blasters), purging the lands of evil on her quest to bring about true peace
[2:26:11 AM] ToadeyPlusB: she hears about an especially nasty villain, the baddie to end all baddies, who pretty much shows up somewhere and wipes them like a dry-erase board
[2:27:03 AM] Korby: there's just something about the "unstoppable evil wargod with heavy armor and huge sword" characters that i love
[2:27:08 AM] ToadeyPlusB: meanwhile, spell-sword dude (who is now a total badass dark lord complete with spiked shoulder pads because RULE OF COOL) has been collecting minions to fortify an equally badass ultimate dungeon tower of death, because he hears about a fabled hero powerful enough to take down his entire empire in one swing
[2:27:58 AM] ToadeyPlusB: so both of them prepare for each of their respective "final chapters"
[2:28:35 AM] ToadeyPlusB: they address their armies, prepare the best equipment, save their adventure files so friends and relatives have something to remember them by
[2:29:08 AM] ToadeyPlusB: and then the fateful day comes
[2:30:51 AM] ToadeyPlusB: dark spell-sword and techno-gunner lead their armies into battle, both sides nearly evenly matched, until after a bit spell-sword guy retreats into his fortress and lures techno-gunner inside for the final showdown
[2:31:36 AM] ToadeyPlusB: one-on-one in the throne room, final boss moment, dramatic tension to the max and then pumped up even further than that
[2:32:16 AM] ToadeyPlusB: he's swinging this giant sword around shooting lightning bolts everywhere, she's rolling and dodging trying to land hits between his armor
[2:32:43 AM] ToadeyPlusB: eventually part of the ceiling falls, heavily damaging them both
[2:34:09 AM] ToadeyPlusB: he's like "you can't continue to fight in this state, give up now while you have your life left to cherish"
[2:34:09 AM] ToadeyPlusB: she comes back with "I can never give up hope for the future, else I have nothing left to love"
[2:34:34 AM] ToadeyPlusB: he snaps off his outer layer of armor and goes full-on beast-mode, screams
[2:35:40 AM] ToadeyPlusB: "Squeeze out every last drop of vitality, then! Show me a battle worthy of my life! I want to see the hero who can stand toe-to-toe with the great Dark Lord Boscht!"
[2:35:50 AM] Korby: hehe
[2:35:51 AM] Korby: boscht
[2:36:00 AM] Korby: sounds like "boss"
[2:36:03 AM] Korby: I AM THE FINAL BOSCHT
[2:36:30 AM] ToadeyPlusB: she falters a bit, gets hammered by an ice greaver
[2:36:58 AM] ToadeyPlusB: slams into a wall, regains her composure and overclocks her armor to critical
[2:37:18 AM] ToadeyPlusB: she basically drains her defenses to zero at this point, her armor's starting to spark
[2:37:56 AM] ToadeyPlusB: and with one motion, pulls out an old, dusted sword
[2:37:56 AM] ToadeyPlusB: dashes past the dark lord

[2:37:56 AM] ToadeyPlusB: and cleaves his helmet in two
[2:38:21 AM] ToadeyPlusB: she takes off her own helm, dropping it on the ground along with the old sword
[2:39:52 AM] ToadeyPlusB: "That hero's name... is Ise. Ivaryse Medalein."
[2:40:02 AM] ToadeyPlusB: dark lord stops for a moment
[2:40:16 AM] ToadeyPlusB: the whole room is clenched with silence
[2:40:46 AM] ToadeyPlusB: he turns around to the hero, completely defenseless and unarmed
[2:41:17 AM] ToadeyPlusB: raises his blade, dashes over to her

[2:41:17 AM] ToadeyPlusB: and slams it into the tile next to the old sword
[2:42:09 AM] ToadeyPlusB: slumps onto his knees, shedding the other layer of his armor, nearly in tears
[2:42:09 AM] ToadeyPlusB: and the two embrace each other
[2:42:29 AM] Korby: and then both their armies kill each other over nothing
[2:42:30 AM] Korby: <3
[2:43:19 AM] ToadeyPlusB: from that moment, everyone worked together to restore the land
[2:43:19 AM] ToadeyPlusB: for the most part, "dark lords" were a thing of the past and things were pretty ok
[2:44:04 AM] ToadeyPlusB: to prevent such a calamity from ever happening again, the two formed a battle council in charge of integrating and advancing magical and technical abilities
[2:44:46 AM] ToadeyPlusB: every so often, the council is tasked with evaluating all of the world's abilities and skills, adjusting their potency and effects if necessary so as to maintain balance
[2:46:14 AM] ToadeyPlusB: nowadays, periods between council meetings are referred to as "seasons", with The Guild experiencing the highest number of new recruits at the start of each season
[2:46:59 AM] ToadeyPlusB: council members are mostly kept secret, though it's pretty common knowledge that Jasper Whysp, one of The Guild's two commanding Guild Masters, is on the battle council and knows nearly every intricacy or combination of abilities and skills
[2:47:10 AM] Korby: nope
[2:47:13 AM] Korby: still thought she was a cat


[2:47:27 AM] Korby: so how does uh
[2:47:39 AM] Korby: "[2:46 AM] ToadeyPlusB: evaluating all of the world's abilities and skills, adjusting their potency"
[2:47:40 AM] Korby: how does that work
[2:47:49 AM] ToadeyPlusB: what do you mean
[2:48:55 AM] Korby: like
[2:49:02 AM] Korby: how do you adjust abilities people have
[2:49:21 AM] Korby: "hey man i know you can throw fireballs, but we just gon nerf that, k?"
[2:49:26 AM] ToadeyPlusB: oh, that ties in to the other main lore mechanic of Guild Quest
[2:50:01 AM] ToadeyPlusB: when someone decides to become an adventurer through The Guild, they bind a part of their soul to something called a Soul Crystal during their orientation
[2:50:13 AM] ToadeyPlusB: basically Soul Crystals exist so if you die, you don't really "die"
[2:51:02 AM] ToadeyPlusB: every time an adventurer passes a Soul Crystal, it's a good idea to check it out to record a log of their progress in case that ornery minotaur cleaves your party in two
[2:52:48 AM] ToadeyPlusB: the battle council has access to a portion of the Crystal Lifeworks, a gigantic magical crystal hidden underground that was created by the two legendary warriors of old
[2:53:51 AM] ToadeyPlusB: basically think of it as the master core, storing the information of hundreds upon thousands of adventurers, veterans and greenhorns alike
[2:54:43 AM] ToadeyPlusB: the council combines their power in order to tap into the Crystal Lifeworks and change certain facets of skills and abilities, though the process is rather lengthy and draining so it's best to change lots of things at once and get it over with
[2:54:43 AM] ToadeyPlusB: hence why the council only meets up every once in a blue moon


[2:55:36 AM] Korby: so what you're saying is they literally balance patch the universe
[2:55:54 AM] ToadeyPlusB: *their world, but yeah more or less
[2:59:12 AM] Korby: neat
[2:59:32 AM] Korby: basically what i was thinking while you were telling me the thing was "i'd watch this anime"
[2:59:44 AM] ToadeyPlusB: lol

[3:00:40 AM] ToadeyPlusB: Shina's going to an art/animation college, and that Cartoon Hangover group says they're open to storyboard pitches from random dudes (how they got Bee and Puppycat IIRC)
[3:00:40 AM] ToadeyPlusB: so ONE CAN DREAM
[3:01:46 AM] Korby: i can definitely see them making this

skype op pls nerf

[Galactan]

Sometimes I let my mind wander.  The problem is that I can't stop thinking about F-Zero GX.  So my mind wandered through F-Zero GX and produced the following:
Brotharrrs in Arf
Title is irrelevant anyway

(click to show/hide)

One day Draq and Roger Buster were sitting in their office, wondering why they didn't have any customers.  “Hey Roger” said Draq, “why don't we have any customers?”  Roger stared at the ceiling for a while before turning and shouting “BECAUSE WE'RE OUT OF BUSINESS AFTER YOU KEEP CRASHING YOUR CAR”
“Oh yeah,” replied Draq.  So he pressed the Y button three times.  “That should cover the difference” he said.
Just then, James McCloud (not the fox) burst into their front door, ranting about how he needed a shipment of whipped cream delivered to the far edge of the universe right away.  Captain Falcon then kicked down the front wall of the office with a falcon punch.
“Hey you have to pay for that” said Drap.  “Nuh uh I destroyed the creators of the universe” responded Falcon.  Draq couldn't argue with that logic so he laid on the ground for a while.  While he was lying there the entire Cosmo Terminal crashed down on the building.  Only Octoman escaped alive because he's a pro lubricator of himself.

[Colonel ServBot]

This isn't even mine... But, what in the literal fuck did I just read?

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/9855767/8/CUTSTUFF-HIGHSCHOOl

[Dr. Freeman]

This isn't even mine... But, what in the literal fuck did I just read?

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/9855767/8/CUTSTUFF-HIGHSCHOOl

TGOT, SMASH! THE SECRET IT OUT!
BAIL!
BAIL!

[chuggaafan1]

welp
RIP CUTSTUFF HIGH SCHOOl

until freeman writes the finale ofc

[Watzup7856]

LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOLZ

YOU FOUND THE SECRETS OF THE UNIVERSE

[Tengu]

This isn't even mine... But, what in the literal fuck did I just read?

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/9855767/8/CUTSTUFF-HIGHSCHOOl

NO!!! THE BEAST HAS BEEN RELEASED!! CONTAIN IT!! CONTAIN IT!!

[Spikeboy]

Why am I in there??

[Davregis]

This isn't even mine... But, what in the literal fuck did I just read?

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/9855767/8/CUTSTUFF-HIGHSCHOOl

NO!!! THE BEAST HAS BEEN RELEASED!! CONTAIN IT!! CONTAIN IT!!

BY THE POWER VESTED IN ME BY MR.CLEAN HIMSELF

I CONSIGN THIS TO OBLIVION

[Gumballtoid]

A GREAT DEITY HATH DESCENDED UPON US FROM BEYOND THE MORTAL REALM TO BRING US ENLIGHTENMENT

[Thunderono]

IT'S OVER
OUR COVER IS BLOWN
ALL IS LOST

[Dr. Freeman]

And since the cat is out of the bag.

Get your shower curtains ready.
The season finale of CUTSTUFF HIGHSCHOOl will be waiting for you.
Tomorrow.

[Galactan]

Oi wot the fock is everyone shouting ab- oh.