Eidigo: Enter

<theDM> ===START===
<Eidigo> Eidigo starts up the "Client" program, hoping he doesn't get some asshole as a server.
<Addison> Addison starts up the "Server" program, hoping she doesn't get stuck with some random douchebag as a client
<theDM> Text pops up on Eidigo's computer, reading "Waiting for Server connection..."
<theDM> While on Addie's, there is a prompt for her to "Enter Client Handle"
<Addison> You enter Isa's handle, maybe? Is he available?
<theDM> You wait a few minutes, then get "No response. Try again?"
<Addison> Uh... What about Doloris? Finiem? ... Valera?
<theDM> Taken, Taken, and Taken. In that order
<Addison> Ugh, geez. Who even is left!
<theDM> Who knows? Not like there's a memo to check
<Addison> Ugh... you really hope you're wrong, but...
<Addison> You enter Eidigo's handle.
<theDM> Eidigo gets a popup!
<theDM> "ocularMagnificence is requesting to be your server"
<theDM> "Accept? Y/N"
<Eidigo> Sure, why not.
<Eidigo> "Y"
<theDM> Eidigo's screen returns to normal
<theDM> However, Addie's pops up with an entirely new screen
<theDM> She sees a troll with a crown standing in a room like her own, along with a strange-looking UI
<Addison> OM: ... Eidigo?
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<Eidigo> FM: thats my name dont fuckin wear it out
<Addison> OM: Yeah , yeah. Whatever.
<Addison> OM: I'm your server, apparently.
<Eidigo> FM: yeah it fuckin seems so
<Eidigo> FM: you know what to fuckin do
<Addison> OM: Don't make me regret helping you.
<Addison> You begin to deploy the machines, and drop the card nearby.
<theDM> They all fit neatly into the room, falling into place around Eidigo
<Addison> OM: There you go. Happy?
<Eidigo> FM: id say im pretty fuckin dandy
<Addison> OM: Wonderful to hear. Get to woek.
<Addison> (work)
<Eidigo> Eidigo plants a bomb on top of the machine with the cylinder he has to pop the top off of. You know the one.
<Eidigo> Boom.
<theDM> The bomb explodes, charring the machine slightly, but it does not pop open
<Eidigo> "ahh damnit"
<Addison> OM: Explosives?
<Eidigo> FM: yup
<Eidigo> FM: you got a fuckin problem with em
<Addison> OM: Huh. I thought that would ahve blown it open.
<Addison> OM: No, they're useful. That's why they exist.
<Eidigo> FM: just take the fuckin empty chest and drop it on the thing
<Eidigo> FM: thatll probably do it
<Addison> OM: Fine, I'll try.
<Addison> You drop the empty chest on the thing.
<theDM> Roll Dex
<Addison> ! roll 1d20+3
<Addison> !roll 1d20+3
<Tyche[Dice]> (1d20+3) [13+3] : {16}
<theDM> You hit it, and the lid pops open
<Addison> OM: Looks like it did work.
<theDM> Eidigo is showed with crystaline cylinders, and a flashing orb begins to float around the room
<Eidigo> Can anything go in that orb? Eidigo throws his crown at it.
<theDM> Roll Dex
<Eidigo> !roll 1d20-1
<Tyche[Dice]> (1d20+-1) [19+-1] : {18}
<theDM> It hits, absorbed by the orb
<Eidigo> ...Can more stuff go into it? He throws... a bomb at it.
<theDM> Roll Dex
<Eidigo> !roll 1d20-1
<Tyche[Dice]> (1d20+-1) [7+-1] : {6}
<theDM> You miss, the bomb hitting your bookshelf as the orb continues to move erratically
<Eidigo> "god damnit"
<Eidigo> He picks up the bomb and tries again.
<Eidigo> !roll 1d20-1
<Tyche[Dice]> (1d20+-1) [15+-1] : {14}
<theDM> This time it hits, and the bomb is absorbed into the kernelsprite
<Eidigo> "hell yeah"
<Eidigo> Eidigo now turns his attention to the other machinery, picking up the card and one of the crystal cylinders and putting them in the obvious spots on the thin machine.
<theDM> The machine whirs to life, creating an intricate and alien-looking design with the dowel in an instant
<Eidigo> He takes that carved thing, moves to the final machine and places it on the pedestal.
<theDM> The machine scans it, then a tombstone and carving tools appear on the larger platform
<Eidigo> "the hell is this"
<Eidigo> "is this some kinda joke"
<theDM> You get no response, other than flashing from the kernelsprite
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<Eidigo> [test?]
<Eidigo> [am i here?]
<theDM> ((ye))
<Eidigo> Eidigo thinks for a moment, then chuckles and carves: "fuck you, fate" onto the tombstone.
<theDM> Nothing happens, but the tombstone does look slightly more edgy now
<theDM> So you've got that going for you
<Addison> OM: Fighting "Fate" with edge?
<Eidigo> FM: it aint fucking edge
<Eidigo> FM: its the truth
<Eidigo> FM: you know what fuck this
<Eidigo> Eidigo plants a bomb on the tombstone and blows it to smithereens.
<Addison> OM: Maybe write your name? Seems morbid, but maybe it will work.
<Eidigo> Boom.
<Addison> OM: Or that
<theDM> Roll To Hit
<Addison> OM: I guess that works.
<Eidigo> !roll 1d20+0
<Tyche[Dice]> (1d20) [14] : {14}
<theDM> The tombstone explodes, the bomb's flash enveloping you
<theDM> The explosion far larger than you would have guessed
<theDM> It hits you directly in the gut, and you tobble to the ground
<theDM> Your vision swims for a moment, then everything goes white
<theDM> ===END===
<Addison> yay