KAPPA 1.

A B Y S S A L  ~~8~~  O D D I T Y
PLAY GAME / ACHIEVEMENTS / MODULES / MUSIC / SOLIDUS (28) / CREDITS / QUIT
>Play Game.
[OUTPUT: R4-██ approved guidelines: http://pastebin.com/1if0B2jP ]
>Well that wasn't ominous at all
[OUTPUT: Your name is Azure Lapis. You are currently on board the G.S.S. Exsanguinator. You will arrive in the Kappa Sector in precisely twenty-five minutes. What do you do?]
>Examine room
[OUTPUT: It's your ship, of course. Topaz and Charoite are talking over in a corner, and Cyan is looking out of one of the windows into the black abyss beyond.]
>Take a selfie with the Polaroid. Because why not.
>retrieve arms
>Take photo of everyone in one shot.
>look out the window
>Quack like a duck, and then quack like a duck again
[OUTPUT: You take a selfie of yourself first. Clever.]
> Wonder where the space weed is. This is a perfectly legitimate request.
>Every weed is in space technically
[OUTPUT: When the picture prints out, pink magetear has been smeared all over your face.]
>Oh.
[OUTPUT: Also, space weed is just magetear that you smoke, essentially.]
[OUTPUT: Would you like to take the aforementioned full group selfie?]
>Yes.
>Yeah, sure
>yes
>Totally
[OUTPUT: You do so.]
[OUTPUT: The picture prints out of The Polaroid. Everything is all fine and dandy. Actually, upon second look, it appears that Charoite looks rather uncomfortable. A third look shows you some æchor-eyed suited demon with an arm around her shoulder.]
>Talk to it and look like a fool if anyone can't see it.
[OUTPUT: You look around, but there is nobody there.]
>Pretend nothing is wrong by pointedly staring out at the abyss.
[OUTPUT: You instead decide to just stare out of the window.]
>Ah, crap. That's Malpeiyc.
[OUTPUT: You will arrive in ten minutes. What now?]
>Take the money and run.
> Talk to Cyan. Ask her why she's staring into the black void.
[OUTPUT: "What? Oh, I'm just thinking. I guess."]
[OUTPUT: You went into the Zeta Sector, went through the Philosophorum-carved canyon, entered a defense facility, fought a few photohorrors, and ultimately failed to locate anything of great importance, mostly due to the impatience of a few fools, which were not you.]
>wait 10 minutes
>Don't do that.
[OUTPUT: Wasted time is dead time!]
> Find something on the ship to take a picture of.
> That you haven't already taken a picture of, at any rate.
[OUTPUT: You search through your inventory.]
>Attempt to connect computer to ship?
>Take a picture of a picture you've taken, then take a picture of that picture
[OUTPUT: You take a picture of the Autumnal Hand.]
[OUTPUT: The resultant picture is particularly interesting. In fact, the blade appears to have been stylistically covered in blue-tinted ink, to the effect of sparkling gem dust, perhaps.]
>...Ominous -- FUCK
>OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GO
>I KILLED HER WITH THAT THING
>FUCK EVERYTHING
>Is that a replica of the weapon used to kill Blue Diamond, or the actual?
[OUTPUT: :/: O /|\ O :\:]
>AAAAAAAAAAAA
>Wait, was the weapon summoned or physical...
>Alright, we're definitely holding the weapon that killed Blue Diamond.
[OUTPUT: Summoned and physical have no meaning. Haven't you read the research of Vardiveig?]
>No.
[OUTPUT: In any case, you're here.]
>Explore!
>Quickly attempt to plug computer into ship to see what happens.(edited)
[OUTPUT: You plug the computer into the ship. The ship receives the detailed map of the Zeta/Xi Sectors that the computer contained.]
[OUTPUT: Then, you open the hatch of the ship, and prepare to descend. The question is, who shall accompany you?]
>Ask who wants to go.
[OUTPUT: Everyone's fine with going.]
[OUTPUT: You get the lurching sense that if more than two of you leave this ship, not all of you will return.]
>Shit. Ok, Azure and Cyan? What's Cyan's capabilities?
>Electikenisis
[OUTPUT: You know them well. Electrokinesis, that limb enhancer, the second most experience in Facet Nine, barring you, and so forth.]
[OUTPUT: Well, that last one is only technically true.]
>So, I think let's take Azure and Cyan. Leave Topaz behind to stay with Charoite. Since Charoite is being haunted by Malpeiyc and all.
[OUTPUT: You leave with Cyan. The others bade you farewell as you exit.]
[OUTPUT: The entire landmass you have landed upon seems to be some sort of singular gigantic mountain, torn out of the earth somewhere. There are massive corotite gates before you. The word 'АРТИФИЦИСРЕ' is painted on them in white.]
>Ah shit
>Do you know what that means, crystal?
>I'll check the Dictionary.
>Attempt to translate using the Pen
>In other words, write it down.
[OUTPUT: The paper you write upon immediately transmutes itself into magma the second you remove the Pen from it.]
>welp it's a volcano
>interesting.
[OUTPUT: Suddenly, the massive gate doors crack on their hinges, and swing backwards, almost beckoning you forward.]
>Well, sure, let's get on with it! If nothing else, we can always write "ARTIFICISRE" on anything we want to destroy, heh.
[OUTPUT: You enter, noting that you might actually be in some sort of asteroid field as you step into the possible safety of the inner earth.]
[OUTPUT: The massive room beyond appears to be some sort of refinery. There are pipes and tubes all leading to both broken and functioning furnaces, some full, some not. Tenebrite canisters filled with a peculiar substance line the walls in piles.]
>Attempt to dip a rock into the canister.
[OUTPUT: The canister has no openings upon it, merely strengthened glass windows.]
[OUTPUT: You will have to take a closer look to further understand it, perhaps.]
>...The Refiner's Fire.
>Ooh.
>This is where magetear gets made, I seem to remember.
>Examine the canister more closely.
[OUTPUT: ÆCHOR Canister: A tenebrite canister about a foot and a half tall, with small inbuilt reinforced glass viewports. Contains a large amount of some unknown pitch black fluid. A warning on the bottom of the canister reads, "ИАСАС. ЗВИРЦИ НОРС-БРЕХЫА."](edited)
>Translate with pen.
[OUTPUT: Nothing in particular occurs.]
>Write BREHYA with pen.
[OUTPUT: Nothing in particular occurs.]
>Probably means something like 'Unrefined magetear. Dangerous, do not touch.'
>Write IASAS with Pen.
[OUTPUT: Nothing in particular occurs, save for the text reforming itself into maroon ink reading "*This isn't going to be as easy as you'd like, of course.*"]
>damnit. you cheeky son of a bitch.
>Fucking Malpeiyc. Hah.
[OUTPUT: Now what?]
>Take a canister because why not.
[OUTPUT: You do so.]
>Continue.
[OUTPUT: You enter the only side-door off of the refinery not scorched shut by some arcane force, and marked with tenebrite shards.]
[OUTPUT: This door leads to a short, narrow hallway. There are two doors on either end. Both are marked with universal Rodarbi text. One reads something to the tune of 'lockers,' the other to 'storage.']
>Go to lockers.
[OUTPUT: Are you sure?]
>uhh
>Open the door and look at what's inside.
[OUTPUT: You open the door, and peer at what lies beyond. It appears to be several rows of rusted lockers. The smell of rotting flesh fills your nostils. Cyan mutters an "Ugh." under her breath.]
>Throw a rock at one of the lockers.
[OUTPUT: There are no rocks nearby.]
>~~yes there is~~
>Throw the tank at one of the lockers.
[OUTPUT: You aren't too sure that's a good idea. Will you proceed anyway?]
>No, open the door to storage.
[OUTPUT: You open the storage room door. The room behind it appears to be some sort of storage chamber. *Closets full of æchor*, if you will. Hah.]
>Hah.
>Examine storage room further.
[OUTPUT: There is nothing but this storage. Magetear canister after magetear canister.]
>Well, let's examine the canisters.
>SHIT
[OUTPUT: Every single canister is precisely the same, as constructed under Kristalli regulations.]
>take a picture of the storage closet
>with the polaroid
[OUTPUT: Hah.]
[OUTPUT: You take a picture of the pyramid, out of curiosity. When it prints ouf, smeared magetear on the back reads "Referencing it twice proves enough."]
[OUTPUT: Now what?]
>Take a picture of the lockers as well?
[OUTPUT: You take a picture of the lockers. Nothing particularly interesting comes out in the photo, save for a brined cult sign appearing suddenly on one of the lockers, as well as the floor.]
>Hrm...
>Is there anything else around to examine before we enter the lockers?
[OUTPUT: No.]
>Check out that cult sign. See if it triggers any memories to come forth from the depths of your mind.
>Actually scratch that, we should take a couple of magetear canisters from the storage.
>Charoite might be able to do something with them.
[OUTPUT: You take a few more canisters, and then examine the sign. Nothing comes forth to your mind, save for a burning in your back, and visions of a roiling phalanx of waves in the ocean.]
>O_O
>Enter the locker room, cautiously and avoiding the locker that showed the cult sign on it.
>As well as the one on the floor, if we can.
>Reach back and try to feel the section of back that was just burning.
[OUTPUT: You enter the locker room, feeling the triangular tattoo burned into your flesh around your gem. Avoiding the symbols, you note two things of interest in the room, from an immediate observation.]
>I just hope that picture fulfilled the photo requirement.
>What are the two things of interest?
[OUTPUT: http://pastebin.com/1if0B2jP ]
>Phew.
>Waiiiiit. I think I just realized what Everyday is going to be.
[OUTPUT: The first thing of interest is a record player with a record and discography, over by the wall.]
[OUTPUT: The second is a person lying facedown in the stone floor before an open locker, foam around their mouth area.]
>...Go and check on the person, but be careful.
>God I hope this isn't a Skitter Situation.
[OUTPUT: You examine the person. They are dead, certainly.]
[OUTPUT: The stench is definitely coming from them.]
>Since we've established they're stable, albeit beyond help, let's check out that record player.
[OUTPUT: You pass by the corpse and the locker full of syringes, and walk over to the record player.]
>...Does it look like the person fell out of the locker?
[OUTPUT: The thing itself isn't currently running, but there is a disc by it, and with it, a discography.]
[OUTPUT: The person appears to have fallen forward, before the locker.]
>Phew.
>Not a Skitter Situation, then.
>Examine the disc and discography.
[OUTPUT:
Track 01. The Death and the Diamond
Track 02. Infinity Eye
Track 03. ИОС-УЦОСУ
Track 04. Hollow Geometry
Track 05. An Inferior Blue
Track 06. Stellar Rivulets ]
>Let's examine the locker full of syringes, first. Without. Touching. Anything.
[OUTPUT: Mallerin Syringes: Adrenaline and bloodlust distilled together into a murderous cocktail, fully matured, and ripe for the drinking, or injection, in this case. A dubiously-refined stimulant designed for the express purpose of reducing the sensation of pain, and increasing one's desire to kill. Side effects may include foaming from the mouth, bodily decay, and inexplicably sudden heart failure.]
>We'd best not take any of those. Or take them and then take them.
>Let's play track 01.
[OUTPUT: You play The Death and the Diamond on the record player. You hear a pattering below you, but otherwise, nothing unusual occurs.]
>Examine where the sound is coming from. The floor, or beneath the floor?
[OUTPUT: Definitely beneath.]
>Huh.
>There's no entrances to some sort of basement or anything, right?
[OUTPUT: Nothing you can see.]
[OUTPUT: Nor Cyan, upon asking.]
>Huh.
>How's the music?
>Attempt to bust hole in floor.
[OUTPUT: The music seems primarily mournful, up until the end, wherein the sound of some sort of horrendous metal object slashing through another thing with a slash cuts the song off, heading over to track 02.]
[OUTPUT: Are you sure you want to tear a hole in the floor?]
>crystal, your thoughts?
>Hrm.
>Nah, not until we've played the rest of the songs.
>Play all songs in sequential order.
[OUTPUT: You do so.]
>That song was pretty obviously themed around the death of Blue Diamond.
[OUTPUT: Infinity Eye is composed almost entirely of chimes in groups of eight, save for a humming and throbbing in the background, filled with majesty.]
[OUTPUT: ИОС-УЦОСУ is literally entirely screaming and shrieking. The pattering beneath your feet intensifies.]
[OUTPUT: However, with Hollow Geometry, you hear a click in the wall behind you.]
[OUTPUT: Then, a throbbing sound slowly subsiding. A new draft of air enters the room.]
>Ooh, a door.
>Play the last two, just because.
[OUTPUT: An Inferior Blue appears to be some sort of dramatic combat of instruments and Drenovian singing, contrary to the mournful title, though beginning with a click, two roars of flame, and the sound of a gun firing. The two mains are accompanied by background plasma cannons erupting. At the end, all sound is absorbed into a horrific mesh of flames burning, which slowly subsides into a sinister crackling.]
[OUTPUT: Stellar Rivulets is just your standard cosmic euphoria song.]
>Huh.
>Infinity Eye... that one god we called on to hear Topaz?
[OUTPUT: Not quite.]
>Hollow Geometry is obviously a play on Sacred Geometry.
>Bust a hole now?
>An Inferior Blue could be some joke on Azure or could be a reference to Blue Diamond.
[OUTPUT: There's something to examine now.]
>Stellar Rivulets refers to magetear, of course.
>Examine the door that opened.
>Examine where the draft came from.
>ИОС-УЦОСУ is 'We are'?
[OUTPUT: You turn, and find that a large portion of the wall was in fact hard-light, which somehow faded away into some eldritch hollowness. The room beyond is a horrific mess, with a hole caved up into it, straight to the void above.]
>Is there anything we can see through the nonexistant ceiling?
[OUTPUT: Not really.]
>~~Never~~ dig straight down.
[OUTPUT: Funnily enough, there's a spiral staircase in the center of the floor beneath the hole.]
[OUTPUT: Leading downward, that is.]
>Go down cautiously.
[OUTPUT: The two of you descend, alert.]
[OUTPUT: The chamber below appears to be lined with sound dampeners and cushions.]
[OUTPUT: A metal-plated door lies on the other end of the place, around some brutally-torn cushion.]
>Is there anything else?
[OUTPUT: Oh, certainly. A sealed and armored laptop, and a roaring and vicious-appearing two-gemed mix between a beast and a sentient being.]
>Take the laptop.
>Assault: Stab with water spikes, much like Malachite tried to do to Alexandrite. Cyan can equip her limb destabilizer cannon and provide suppressing fire.
[OUTPUT: You impale the creature several times over with spikes of water, while Cyan blasts it with destabilizer bolts.]
>Special attack reads 'Brine Blessing'.
[OUTPUT: ENEMY TURN.]
[OUTPUT: The creature claws Cyan twice, and then grabs her hand, attempting to draw her into some sort of dance. She immediately screams, and kicks her way free, rolling behind you.]
>Fucking shit! Time to restart Chrome.
**YOUR TURN.**
**ASSAULT / UTILIZE / DEFEND / ABSCOND / COALESCE / OBSERVE**
>OBSERVE
[OUTPUT: Azure Lapis: 15/15 HP.
Cyan Amaranthine: 6/10 HP.
Experiment #4302: 9/12 HP.
NOTES: What appears to be a conscious gem fused with corrupted one, and consensually, at that. You don't know how you feel about this, as they can't quite speak, though you can see the emotions in their eyes, as well as a certain knowledge that frightens you. A sphene and a corrupted sapphire. Брине Блессинг: 1/3.]
>Check inventory.
[OUTPUT: http://pastebin.com/sXngWA1X]
>Attempt to restrain it by it's gem using Hydrokenisis, Cyan shocks it.
[OUTPUT: Which gem shall you restrain, then?]
>Uncorrupted.
[OUTPUT: You are largely unsuccessful.]
**ENEMY TURN.**
[OUTPUT: The beast swipes at you, but misses, striking Cyan in the chest instead. She lets out a puff of air, and winces.]
**YOUR TURN.**
**ASSAULT / UTILIZE / DEFEND / ABSCOND / COALESCE / OBSERVE**
>Observe.
[OUTPUT: Azure Lapis: 15/15 HP.
Cyan Amaranthine: 4/10 HP.
Experiment #4302: 9/12 HP.
NOTES: What appears to be a conscious gem fused with corrupted one, and consensually, at that. You don't know how you feel about this, as they can't quite speak, though you can see the emotions in their eyes, as well as a certain knowledge that frightens you. A sphene and a corrupted sapphire. Брине Блессинг: 2/3.]
>Cyan heals, Azure creates a hydraulic jet pointed at Experiment #4302.
[OUTPUT: Cyan uses a medkit.]
[OUTPUT: You fire a jet of water at the half-corrupted fusion. It screeches a little, but is otherwise mostly unharmed.]
[OUTPUT: ENEMY TURN.]
[OUTPUT: The beast observes you silently.]
[OUTPUT: Your turn.]
**ASSAULT / UTILIZE / DEFEND / ABSCOND / COALESCE / OBSERVE**
>How strong are we?
[OUTPUT: Not particularly. You're an IT technician, not a soldier.]
>Azure lifts it into the air with water. Cyan shocks it.
[OUTPUT: You lift the being into the air with water, and Cyan electrocutes it, to some degree.]
[OUTPUT: ENEMY TURN.]
[OUTPUT: 3/3 Expended.]
[OUTPUT: The being's gems glow ochre as they utter some sort of message in a beastly tongue. A crack runs down the sphene gem on the being's paw, and it raises it toward you.]
[OUTPUT: A tearing sound emanates through space and time, and a dripping salty tentacle bursts from the ochre glowing gem, impaling you instantly. Poof.]
**YOUR TURN.**
>uhh
**ASSAULT / UTILIZE / DEFEND / ABSCOND / COALESCE / OBSERVE**
>Observe?
[OUTPUT: Azure Lapis: 0/15 HP.
Cyan Amaranthine: 10/10 HP.
Experiment #4302: 2/12 HP. Црацкед.
NOTES: What appears to be a conscious gem fused with corrupted one, and consensually, at that. You don't know how you feel about this, as they can't quite speak, though you can see the emotions in their eyes, as well as a certain knowledge that frightens you. A sphene and a corrupted sapphire. Брине Блессинг: 0/3.]
>Is Cyan, by chance, strong in a physical way?
[OUTPUT: Far less than you.]
>Shock it's corrupted gemstone.
[OUTPUT: That probably wouldn't do much. It isn't as if the thing runs off of electric charge.]
>Then shock it's form.
[OUTPUT: Cyan electrocutes the being to death.]
>r e v e n g e
[OUTPUT: Two gems drop to the cushioned floor, and you regenerate.]
>We need to bubble that corrupted sapphire.
>Is the sphene still cracked?
[OUTPUT: Yes.]
>The sphene is cracked but uncorrupt, hopefully.
[OUTPUT: Please enter command.]
>Write BEИC on a piece of paper.
[OUTPUT: Nothing happens. The sapphire gem begins to glow while you fuck around, and fail to bubble anything.]
>Bubble it, quickly.
[OUTPUT: You quickly bubble it, and send it back to the ship. You do so with the sphene as well.]
>Open the laptop.
[OUTPUT: You open the laptop. Cyan looks at you concernedly for a moment, before looking away when you catch her gaze. The device boots up.]
>Ask Cyan what's wrong.
[OUTPUT: The laptop displays a single text entry box, and a message.]
[OUTPUT: "What? Uh, it's nothing. Don't, don't worry about it."]
>What does the message say?
[OUTPUT: "*R4-CA class identification required. Please enter password.*"]
>Hrm.
>This is probably something from Solidus.
>Examine laptop more closely?
>Do I know what operating system is installed, as well?
[OUTPUT: It is almost entirely featureless, and no.]
>...
>Enter credentials?
>Shut it down, then hold down random key combinations during startup.
>We have them, I think.
[OUTPUT: What credentials?]
>Dammit!
[OUTPUT: There are a variety of options to choose from, after all.]
>We probably have those credentials but because I haven't been following AO or Solidus closely I don't know them!
>What credentials do we have?
>List known credentials?
[OUTPUT: : *Does this look like the Solidus Project Database to you?*]
>Yes.
>Hah.
>Shut it down, then hold down random key combinations during startup.
[OUTPUT: You do so. Nothing changes whatsoever.]
>Keep it in our inventory.
>What else is around us?
[OUTPUT: Giving up so soon?]
[OUTPUT: There is the metal plated door, and that's it.]
>Ok, let's try shit.
>I was going to meddle with the other computer attached to it.
>Type in "password"
[OUTPUT: "Password incorrect."]
>Type in incorrect.
>Enter ИОУЦОС as the password.
[OUTPUT: "Password incorrect."]
>Can we unbubble something?
>Do what I said previously.
[OUTPUT: You sent both bubbles back to the ship, and what previous statement, exactly?]
>Entering ИОУЦОС as the password. Or was that incorrect statement for both of the proposed passwords?
[OUTPUT: Yes.]
>Enter...
>Enter 'Solidus'.
>Take picture of it.
[OUTPUT: "Password incorrect." The picture reveals nothing.]
>Write with the **Pen**, "Could you tell us a R4-CA class identification password?"
[OUTPUT: Nothing happens, since the Pen doesn't work in English.]
>Hah.
>Is the laptop in english?
[OUTPUT: Rodarbi text in English, yes.]
>I have an idea, but it would require going back to the ship.
>Do we have another laptop?
[OUTPUT: Not on you.]
>Are we able to go back to the ship, then return?
[OUTPUT: Maybe.]
>...
>Enter "пассwорд"
[OUTPUT: "Password incorrect. *You couldn't even list a single R4 password. That's hilarious.* Shutting down..."]
[OUTPUT: The computer locks down.]
[OUTPUT: Would you like to save your game?]
>yes.
[OUTPUT: Game saved. Would you like to quit?]
>Sure.
[OUTPUT: Game quit. Have a nice day.]